Considered for Mercy

Peggy stumbles forward as the guard shoves her, glancing around as they walk through the long dark hallway. Aaron was walking beside her, his demeanor quiet. He looked exhausted, and Peggy knew she must not have been looking any better. 

"I was going to put you both in the tower along side washington, but I think you'd do better in the farm." Peggy winces as they walk through two double doors, the bright sunshine was hurting her eyes. "You'll take the fruits and vegetables from the gardens, feed the cows, tend to the chickens, and milk the cows."

"That's way to much work for two people to do." Aaron says, the first thing he's said since waking up in the cell. "You can't possibly just leave us there by ourselves."

"I can do whatever the fuck I want." Fredrick frowns. "If I want you to work, you'll work."

"This is going against the Geneva conventio-" Aaron yelps as one of the guards kick the back off his leg, and he falls to his knees, Peggy looking over at him worried.

"Fuck the Geneva convention. I'll tear that stupid ass document up myself." Fredrick had truly gone off the rails. "Besides, you both should be way more nicer. I'll give you the scraps of food We don't want in the palace and in return your allowed to sleep in the pen with the cows." Peggy gets yanked forward, keeping an eye on Aaron, who struggles to get up.

"Once the other countries find out about this-"

"About what? Right now, technically, I'm doing nothing wrong. You still have a president, and the 'attack' that happened wasnt a terrorist attack, since you can't prove it." Fredrick snaps his fingers and the guards untie them, Peggy rubbing her arms. "I'll have servants come and give you something to eat so you won't starve to death while your working." He turns his heel and walks back inside, the two guards following him.

"Fucking asshole." Peggy grumbles, walking over to Aaron, who was wincing at his arms.  His wrist were bleeding from how tight the rope had been, and as Peggy pulled his arms over to her to asses the damage, he tried to pull away, hissing.

"Peggy-"

"Stand still." She pulls her yellow jacket off, carefully tying it around her waist before grabbing the sleeve of her shirt. With a yank, the whole sleeve comes off, and she does the same to the other side, feeling the cool air hit her now bare arms.

"What are you doing?" Aaron steps back but Peggy steps into his space again, pulling his wrist back over to her. She gently wrapped his wrist up, tying it in a knot behind his thumb.  She does the same to his other wrist.

"There. Now you won't bleed all over yourself."

"Your not really going to tend to the animals, are you?" Peggy raises an eyebrow, looking at him.

"I'm not going to let them starve. Like it or not, the animals haven't done anything to us. While we're waiting for the food we can start doing the fruits and vegetables. If we finish it today, we won't have to worry about them for a while." Aaron slowly nods, looking up at the sky.

"Looks like it'll be a sunny day today."

"Yeah, and I want to be done with the garden so I won't get sunburnt. Let's go, Aaron, chop chop!"

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Alexander follows the guards down into the basement of the castle, trying to remember the way down. He stumbles a bit on the stairs, but other than that, they move by to fast for him to keep track of the designs on the walls. They finally stop infront of a large wooden door, pushing it open.

"Ah, finally. I thought you were going to take forever in bringing them down here." A younger man stood beside a huge-ish dog, who was litterally ripping apart a rabbit on the ground. It grabs onto the rabbits head and pulls, Alex watching as it rips the head off of the body. He swallows harshly.

"And who the fuck are you?" Thomas drawls out, raising an eyebrow at the man.

"Augustus. George Fredricks eldest son." The boy, Augustus, drops a bone down to the dog beside him, who breaks it in two seconds. "You'll be down here taking care of the dogs, correct?" 

"I guess." Alexander frowns. "Why the fuck are you down here?"

"I'm making sure you two take care of my pets." Augustus waves his hand to the other dogs in cages, who growls and snarles at Alexander and Thomas. "You'll of course be washing them, feeding them, washing out their pens and things like that." He walks over to them, grinning. "You'll be getting dirty. I hope your not a germaphobe."

"Fuck you and your dad-" Alex wheezes as his breath is taken away from him, and he drops to his knees, gasping. Augustus had just punched him in his ribs, which were his weak spot. "Fucking Christ!" He curls up a bit, wheezing.

"Don't you dare insult my father."  Augustus growls at Alex, who coughs. "Next time you open your fucking mouth and say something disrespectful, I will cut your goddamn tounge off." Augustus nods to the guards before leaving, Alex letting the guards unchain him. He watches as they unchain Thomas as well, standing up.

"You good Alex?" Thomas asks, and Alexander nods, rubbing his ribs. "That guy was an asshole."

"Yeah he was." Alex wasn't really looking at Thomas anymore. The large dog from before was staring at them both, lips pulled back in a snarl. It steps forward, and Alex grabs Thomas's arm, pulling him back. "I don't think that dog likes us." Thomas looked more excited than scared, pulling away from Alexander.

"Oh! He's just a big ole cutie!" Alex looks at Thomas like he's crazy, confused.

"Excuse me, what?!" The dog was a big, black dog with light blue eyes. One of it's ear's was ripped, and Alex could see faint scars along it's body. "It's a dangerous killing machine- What the fuck are you doing you stupid shithead?!" Thomas walks over to the dog with a smile, his hands up.

"Hey cutie pie! Arn't you big and adorable?" The dog barks at Thomas, who backs up a little, before slowly approaching again. "I just want to say hi big guy. I'm not gunna hurt cha." The dog bares his teeth, but doesnt growl again, letting Thomas get even closer. He bends down, petting the dog, who tilts his head before panting, licking Thomas's hand.

"What did.. How?"

"Buzzy was the same way when I first got her. You just gotta be gentle. This big guy is-" Thomas looks under the dog. "Is a big man." Alex walks over to him, glancing between the now friendly dog and Thomas. 

"Are you sure he's-" Thomas grabs Alex's hand, dragging the man closer to the dog.

"Dont panick." Alex had started to wiggle, scared. "Dog's can sense fear. Let him smell your scent."

"I thought it was that dogs could smell fear-!" Alex's voice rises as the dog taps his hand with it's noise, sniffing it. "His noise is cold."

"I thought you liked dogs." Thomas jokes, and Alex frowns at him.

"Fuck you, Phillip isnt that bi-eww!" The dog licks Alex's arm, barking at him.

"See! He likes you!" Thomas let's Alex's hand go, laughing as Alex rapidly wipes his hand off on the black jacket he had on. "Ah cmon Alex, don't be rude."

"Fuck you." Alex stares at all the other dogs, huffing. "Let's just start... trying.. to feed the other dogs?"

"This is going to be litteral hell."

"I know."