DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HETALIA!

"Arthur Kirkland! We have you surrounded! Give up now or else we would be forced to bring you down... Painfully!" the man shouted.

"What? Give up? Are you people mad? Hahahaha!" Arthur turned a serious look. "Don't you dare underestimate me, wankers."

Arthur opened a book of spells and began chanting.

"...Now, come! Come spirits of the wild and heed my call. On this mage's name, let them fall!"

At that moment, a glow emerged from where Arthur was standing. It moved towards the knights. Frightened, these knights try to run away but were swallowed by the mysterious light in an instant. They all disappeared, without a trace.

"Hm. That's what you get for underestimating a black mage." Arthur grinned. "My work here is done. Better go back to the..."

"Kirkland! You will never get away with this!" the king shouted.

"Blablabla is all I hear! You better be happy I can't get rid of you...YET." with that Arthur summoned his dragon and raced back to his home.

"That blasted Kirkland! All of them are all the same! MONSTER!" the king shouted in anger.

Arthur smirked at the king. Who knew making him mad could be this fun? These 'little' pranks of his made the king so mad that his face would turn a shade of bright red tomato. He loved that part, he wished to learn a spell about capturing the moment. You know, like a painting, but more instant.

Arthur was now away from the king's sight and his smirk disappeared. Reality hit him right in the face. A monster?! Just because he was a black mage doesn't mean he is that evil. Everyone just wanted him to be evil, everyone wanted someone to blame on. Who else would be the perfect blame-carrier than the last remaining black mage, Arthur Kirkland?

His dragon, Puff, made a soft roar. Arthur knew what was bothering the reptile so he looked at the dragon and smiled.

"Don't worry boy. I'm fine." he whispered.

The dragon felt reassured with the smile and continued off to their journey back home.

Meanwhile, in the W Kingdom...

"He's back?! Really?!"

"Yeah! He's coming back! With him, we can definitely defeat the remaining black mage."

"That blasted mage will pay for destroying the kingdom!"

"Soon, we will have his head ripped from his body!"

Everyone whispered in excitement. Apparently, this man had a name. He was the top knight of the kingdom. He has slew so many dragons that you can make a 50 castles using its skin and bones. He was as courageous as a lion as fast as a cheetah. And... And... He was the one who killed the black mage tribe. He showed no mercy as he charged with his men, killing nearly every mage in his way. That man was named Alfred Jones.

Alfred Jones, the hero that everyone loved. His muscular and handsome features seemed to attract a lot of women's attention. Add a little good personality and he was perfect but... he wasn't. He just wasn't perfect.

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The trumpets sound. He's here, the famous Knight of the W Kingdom, Knight Alfred Jones. This brave knight rode his mighty steed to the castle.

"All hail the mighty knight, the savior of the kingdom and the king's right-hand man, Alfred Jones!" the king's messenger announced.

The crowds cheered as the man approached the castle. Flowers were raining down on him and the crowds couldn't express enough of their gratitude to the man who killed nearly all the black mages. And with the last remaining mage left, he was their only hope.

"Jones! Jones! Jones!" everyone cheered.

Alfred moved his hands to silence the crowd. Obediently, the crowd followed.

"People of W Kingdom, I have returned!" Alfred shouted as the crowed cheered one more time.

"That last remaining mage shall be crushed in my hands, he shall regret the harm he has done to our kingdom!" Alfred breathed. "I'm sorry for my absence. Due to certain circumstances that I cannot overlook, I was forced to move to another kingdom but that doesn't matter now. From now on, I shall be here and I shall not leave you again. And this time, the black mage clan will be dead."

"Long live Sir Jones! Long live the W Kingdom!" all of them cheered.

The cheering continued on as Alfred entered in the castle and closed the doors.

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"Captain!" one of the knights greeted.

"Gilbert Beilschimdt! It's nice to see you again! Where's your brother?" Alfred looked around.

"Ludwig? I think he's around here somewhere... LUDWIG!" Gilbert called out.

"Brother! Stop shouting! It's still too early in the morning for... CAPTAIN?!"

"Oh Ludwig! What about..." Alfred stopped and scanned the room.

"Oh, I'm guessing you're looking for Antonio? He's training the newbie, Lovino Vargas." Gilbert explained.

"C-c-captain?! Is that really you?!" Ludwig stuttered.

Alfred looked at Gilbert and both began laughing.

"What's so funny?!" Ludwig asked.

"N-nothing. Hahahaha. Guess you never change Ludwig." Alfred wiped a tear from his eye. "Can I ask you two to give me a tour of the castle? These last few years must have changed something around, yes?"

"Of course! Let's go." Gilbert looked at his brother. "Please, Ludwig. Close your mouth."

"O-okay!" Ludwig snapped himself out.

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"Puff! Dinner is ready!" Arthur called out.

Puff the dragon made its way to his master.

"Down! Down boy!" Arthur petted his dragon. "Now, eat."

The dragon made a happy sound and began eating. Arthur took a plate and began eating as well.

"Tastes good, right?" Arthur looked at his dragon as it nodded yes. "Of course it does, my cooking may be bad but that chef's food from the castle isn't."

The dragon nodded once again, in agreement.

click clack click clack

"What's that?" Arthur stood up.

Boom!

"Ahhhhh!" Arthur shouted.

Someone threw some explosives, but who? That didn't matter much to Arthur, as soon as everything registered in his brain, he called for his dragon.

"Puff?! Are you alright?!"

The dragon did not respond.

"Damn it! I must move... Ugh!" Arthur winced in pain.

His leg was bleeding. Not only his leg. His forehead, his arms, he was bleeding all over.

"My spell book?! Where is it?!" Arthur then felt something cold touching his neck.

"Do not move, Arthur Kirkland." a voice was heard.

"You..." Arthur's face darkened. "Alfred Jones."

"What's with this dump? You really live in this forest? I can't believe my greatest opponent is... Never mind... Say goodbye, you dirty monster."

Alfred raised his sword and...

"Mph!"

Alfred flew as he was hit by the tail of a dragon.

"Captain!" Gilbert shouted. "You dirty little..."

The dragon roared in pain as he was stabbed somewhere near the heart. The dragon may be large but the reality of a blade piercing right through it can make it feel pain.

"You... How dare you injure my only family..." Arthur stood up and the ground began to glow.

He started mumbling chants until random parts of the land exploded.

"Captain! We must retreat!" Ludwig called.

"Captain! Are you alright?!" Antonio asked.

"Go ahead. I still have unfinished business here."

"No! We leave together!" Antonio began coming near but Alfred raised his sword to Antonio's neck.

"I told you an order. Leave!" Alfred's sky blue eyes turned into a storm.

Antonio feared this side of Alfred. This is what made Alfred imperfect, the merciless and mad side of Alfred Jones.

"Y-yes sir!" he said and gave orders to the other men.

As soon as every other man left, Alfred stood up.

"Hm. You definitely are a... monster." Alfred mocked.

"Shut up! I'm not a monster!" Arthur's eyes glowed back to its original color.

"That can't be right. A black mage? Not a monster? Are you making me laugh?" Alfred grinned.

"Stop it! Just because I'm a black mage doesn't mean I'm a monster! Why do you people make me the villain!? Even before all of these! The moment my clan was born you labeled us as evil creatures of the dark! What did we ever do to you?!" Arthur snapped.

"What did you ever do to us?! What did you ever do to us?! Don't you dare ask such stupid question! You made my comrades disappear just this morning! They were merely doing their duties and yet you pick on them!" Alfred responded.

Puff the dragon couldn't wait any longer, he urged his master to stop and go.

"No Puff. I'm tired of hiding, they'll have my head tomorrow morning so I must as well say this." Arthur turned to Alfred. "That spell I did this morning? That transported them into another kingdom. I didn't harm them. Those explosives? They were underground bombs which would be triggered when I use my powers."

"What do you mean by telling me all of these?!"

"Are you stupid?! Do I need to spell it out for you!? I. DON'T. KNOW. HOW. TO USE. BLACK MAGIC." Arthur confessed.

"Lies! You're a black mage, how can you not know how to use black magic?!"

"Who in the world would teach me black magic when everyone who knows how to were killed?! Yes, I can do magic but not black magic! Everything I showed to you up until now is self-taught." Arthur's eyes began to water.

"..." Alfred stood in shock and silence.

"Who's the real villain now?" Arthur turned around. "Puff, let's go."

The dragon roared and knelt to let his master climb up.

"Wait! Before you go... I have a question for you, too. Why are you doing this?" Alfred asked.

As the dragon flew up, Arthur shouted his response.
"It's because you wanted me to do so."

The dragon flew off, leaving a confused Alfred.

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"DAMN IT!" Arthur shouted.

Puff the dragon tried to calm its master but that didn't work. Arthur wouldn't calm down. His only home, his whole life... Gone. He wanted to kill that knight but he just can't. He's too weak, he's too innocent. His magic hasn't reached its full potential. His magic cannot kill people.

"Wait, Puff. Come here, I have to heal you first."

Arthur began chanting a spell and Puff's injury healed in an instant. After that, Puff licked its masters wounds.

"I know Puff. I'll just apply first aid or something. It sucks when you can heal but not yourself." Arthur sighed and began looking through his bag, the last remaining material he had.

As Arthur cleaned his wounds, he looked inside his bag one more time. Handpicked berries, paper, a picture, some left over first aid, and his spell book. Everything else? Burnt. That made Arthur so made it made him think.

"I have to be stronger! I'll destroy those blasted knights! If I taught myself these spells, I can teach myself black magic!" Arthur announced as he scanned the book.

"A spell that can kill anyone within 200 meters of the castor. Sounds interesting enough. I can do this!"

Arthur began chanting and concentrating that he didn't notice the fatal mistake he made. The spell said 200 meters withing of the castor, it meant it included the castor. Those who would do this are those who are left with no choice. It was a suicide spell.

"Stop it!" a voice came as a thud on the ground followed.

"What in the world?!" Arthur looked up to see the bloody great knight itself.

"You idiot! Don't you know what that spell is!?" Alfred stood up.

"Why do you care?! You're here to take my head, right?" Arthur smiled.

"I was! But seeing you this stupid makes me so guilty." Alfred insulted.

"What?!"

"That was a suicide spell! I've seen that used so many times that I'm surely not mistaken." Alfred explained.

"... It was?"

Alfred pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You're the mage! How can you not know that?!" Alfred paused. "Sorry. Never mind that. You don't have a place to stay in anymore, don't you?"

"Why are you being nice?!" Arthur stepped back.

"Calm down. I don't have anything on me. I just.. I gave up on pursuing you." Alfred confessed.

"Why would you do that? If this is a trick, I swear..."

"It isn't . I'm being honest this time. Seeing you just now convinced me that you really don't know how to use black magic. You can't even distinguish the differences."

"Excuse me for being uneducated in spells." Arthur crossed his arms.

"Just come with me, okay? I know someone who is kind enough to let you stay."

"I'm coming because I wanted to, not because you said so." Arthur said as he fixed his things and climbed up the dragon. "Now hurry up and climb up here."

"Okay." Alfred sighed.

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As soon as they arrived, Arthur took note of the surroundings. It was away from civilization. It was inside a forest. The house was small and made of wood, somewhat, enough for two people.

"Feliciano?" Alfred said as he knocked on the door.

"Please wait." the voice said.

The door opened revealing a man of brown hair and eyes.

"Oh, Alfred! I heard from big brother that you were coming back but I didn't expect it to be this soon." Feliciano looked at Arthur. "Is that..."

"Don't worry Feli. He doesn't bite. If anything were to happen to you, I'll take responsibility." Alfred said.

"Well, okay then. I'm Feliciano Vargas, nice to meet you." Feliciano reached out his hand.

"Arthur Kirkland. A black mage. That is my family, Puff the dragon." Arthur pointed as the dragon waged its big tail.

"Hey there Puff!" Feliciano waved. "I don't think he can fit inside the house though."

"Oh, don't worry. I can shrink him down."

Arthur raised his hand and chanted a spell. The dragon shrank to the size of his palm.

"See?" Arthur showed.

"Oh! It looks so cute!" Feliciano petted the dragon.

"Now, make this as a favor from Feli. Take care of him. I'll make sure no knight comes in here and if Lovino ever comes home, hide him." Alfred said.

"No problem Alfred. It's lonely here without big brother so he won't be a problem." Feliciano made his idiotic smile.

"Thanks. If something comes, use any means to contact me. I'll be there right away." Alfred turned to Arthur. "Take care. I trust you enough to not hurt my friend."

"T-thanks." Arthur stuttered.

After that Alfred waved goodbye and left into the darkness.

"Now, Arthur. Here, you can my clothes for now. Tomorrow we're going to buy new stuff for you." Feliciano gave him the clothes.

"Y-you are not afraid of me?" Arthur asked.

"Of course not. If you were evil, you would have killed me or Alfred in an instant. Besides, those people are too judgmental which is why I live here. I don't want to hear what they say, I want to see things for myself." Feliciano smiled.

"Thank you." Arthur said and went inside the bath.

"Hahahaha. Puff! Stop it! It tickles!" Feliciano's voice reached Arthur's ears.

"Puff has clearly taken a liking to the kid already." Arthur told himself. "I wonder what will happen to me now?"

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Days, weeks and months passed by. Little Arthur has lived with Feliciano. Since Feliciano has work during the day, Arthur guards and takes care of the house. He sweeps the floor, wash the dishes and does the laundry. It is only cooking he is not allowed to do. Even Arthur didn't dare to destroy the home of someone who has been kind to him. Feliciano understood what he meant and volunteered to do the cooking.

During Arthur's free time, he would grab his spell book and learn new spells. Of course, nothing dangerous as he was traumatized by what happened before. The time when Alfred saved his life. Honestly, these days Alfred seemed to be dropping by often. Making sure Arthur is okay. Heck, he even went all through the trouble to keep people from looking for Arthur. He spreads rumors about being able kill the mage. With him being a great knight, everyone believed him, even without the evidence.

Arthur would also think of the handsome lad. He would have day dreams of what could have happened to both of them if they were in a different situation, if only Arthur was not a black mage. If only Arthur was a girl. It seems that he couldn't deny it any longer, he was in love with the knight.
Arthur laughed at himself, no other choice than to face it straight on, right? He shook his head and picked up the a basket full of laundry then went outside.

rustle

"Who's there?!" he shouted.

He sighed. How could he be so paranoid? Nobody would possibly be here. Alfred made sure no one would come after him.

rustle

"It might be just the wind. Calm down Arthur." he told himself.

SNAP!

Arthur's reflexes ordered him to turn around but everything went black in an instant.
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"Then what am I suppose to do!? Kill him here?!"
"I told you, we wait for the king's orders!"
"But.. That blasted Alfred! How could he lie to us?!"
"Shhhh! It's awake!"

Arthur's vision was clearing and he saw 2 men in front of him. One is a man with long golden hair and the other one is a man with black hair and eyes.

"Kiku! What should we do?! We should at least tell Yao!" the blond told him.
"Well, just him! We can't tell the king yet! He might be furious enough to kill Alfred!" the man name Kiku replied.

As he heard these words, his eyes shot wide open. He struggled only to discover his legs and arms were tied. He wanted to scream but his mouth was covered with a cloth.

"Stop your futile struggling. Besides, you're nothing without your magic." the blond smirked.
"Francis, I have to go. I'll find Yao and he knows what to do with him." Kiku dashed off and left.
"Now it's just the two of us. We'll have a great interrogation time." Francis removed the cloth from Arthur's mouth.
"Don't worry, I won't harm you. I'm not that bad. Just answer my questions properly and you won't get hurt. First question..."

Nope, not the end yet. Hahahaha!

It's apology one shot time~!

For being late in updating, I'm gonna leave you guys this one shot. (Although it's still not complete.)

I just wanted to know if it's worth continuing.

Please review if you want to know how the story ends. :)

Or better yet, tell me what you think. ;)

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Till next time!

~Rin-chan. :)