A.N: I am here with my first multi-chapter fic! Yeah! And I know that Roderich and Gilbert will be out of character, but you'll understand everything why later in the story! This is the intro, I hope you enjoy it because I really like writing it!
Eventual PruAus!
Hetalia is not mine!
Unsuspected End
"Once upon a time, in a lost and far away Kingdom, lived King Roderich. The King was known for looking down at others. Very few of his loyal subjects were close of reaching his high expectations and none actually reach them. Roderich was known for his exceptional talent at piano. He could play his eyes close, one hand tied and facing his back to the instrument. He tried teaching few people but he abandoned the idea when he realised nobody would be good enough and worthy of his teaching lessons. The king refused to look at anyone who wasn't good enough for him and even less listen to what they had to say. He would barely look at the peasants as if they were mud on the ground. If he did look at them it wasn't with kindness or pity. He would be disgusted by even looking at those poor people and would let them know. He would make the people of his kingdom pay high taxes for the reason that they weren't good enough to be part of the kingdom and that they should at least pay that much only to thank their good King who accepted them on his lands even if they weren't worthy of it.
Most wondered how the King got to the throne. They wondered why his father hadn't taught him how to respect others and how to rule as a great king. They wondered why the new king was the exact opposite of his predecessor. The king would shut them up by saying, like it was the most natural thing in the world, that the Kingdom had suffer from the attitude and the lack of action of the ancient king and that to stop the kingdom from collapsing he had no choice but to do as he did. Many would believe Roderich because of his charisma and few would see through the mask but wouldn't speak up in fear of losing their head.
What the King would not say was that his father, as great as he was to the rest of the people, was barely there for his son. He would always leave him in the castle with a nurse to take care of him and sometimes lock him up in his room so he wouldn't be disturbed. At some point, the now dead king, would hire a music teacher to teach his son how to play an instrument, not because he liked him, but because that would make him occupied with something else than going outside. Roderich, as young as he was, knew his father was going away to see the people, knew that the only reason why his father left him to be alone was because of the peasants in the kingdom. The kid grew jealous of all the attention the poor were receiving from his father. In his teenage years, the young prince developed hate towards the people who stole his father. His mom had died long ago and his father would not acknowledge his presence when they were in the same room. The non-existent father-son relationship soon crashed and after some time, none of them would know if the other was still in the castle. They would not eat together nor be in the same room. The castle was big enough for both of them to avoid each other. When the old king died, Roderich didn't even feel sad, in fact, he had a small feeling of joy. He would be able to take revenge on those people who took all of his father attention. He wouldn't kill them that would be no fun, and short live. He would make them pay for the misery he had to live all these years because of them.
After three years of being on the throne, the people of his kingdom were living in misery. They tried to complain to the King, they tried asking for audiences but none were taken seriously by the King. He would listen to the complaints and then dismiss the guy out of the room before smiling proudly at his work. The peasants were angry at him, they wanted him to change things, they wanted him to be a nicer king, but he would hear none of that. He had suffered enough for these people, now it was there turn.
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On a summer evening, King Roderich was playing piano in his private quarters. He liked the sound the instrument was making, it relaxed him and it would take him away from his life. He always played his eyes closed, so he could imagine himself out of his castle of misery, imagine himself someplace where people weren't all idiots and where they could survive on their own, without the need of a king, after all, he grew up without the need of a father, people could survive without a good king.
"You have a talent for piano." A feminine voice made the King shot his eyes open. He looked around before spotting the woman in the middle of the room, not too far from him. "Who let you come in?" He asked wondering how his guards would dare let someone he did not approve of in the castle, and even worse, in his chambers. He would have to deal with his guards on duty after getting rid of the woman who stood in his room. "I let me in myself" she answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "And now if you would kindly kick yourself out of my castle that would make me a really happy king and maybe lower the taxes for your family." The woman chuckled a bit before throwing him a sad smile. "Silly you, my family don't live on your lands; I'm here to teach you a lesson."
Roderich was at loss of words for once and he was confused. This woman, who he had no idea how she came in his rooms, wanted to teach him a lesson. It didn't make sense, he was the king and this poor excuse of a noble Lady would not laugh in his face like he was some short of funny clown. He stood up from his piano and looked at her. "I do not know who you are and I don't care. What I know is that you are not worth of my time and if you don't leave right now by the door, I'll force you out by the window." The woman let her happy face go down and looked at him seriously. She gave him a sad smile. "You are a poor excuse of a King. You do not deserve to rule on these lands and you shall learn a lesson. Your voice, that you use to bring people down, will be taken from you. You will then fall into a deep sleep and your castle will sleep with you. One day, someone will come inside and wake you up, you will then have, three full moons the make this person love you, if you do not succeed, you'll turn into a statue of stone for eternity, watching people live happily ever after."
The king, who had listened to every word, looked at the witch with angry eyes. She probably was a liar and was probably trying to scare him. "Listen, I am no fool. You do not scare me with your empty threats, I'll…." Roderich continued moving his lips realizing no words could be heard. He looked at the woman trying to insult her but no words were forms. She gave him a last sad smile before he blacked out falling on the ground right next to his piano.
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Gilbert, much to his mother dismay, was an adventurer. The boy, since the day he could walk on his own, would always find himself in dangerous situations. He would climb a three and almost fall to his death. He would run into the forest without supervision and would most likely run into a wild animal. He would run in the streets and get hit by a carriage. He would stay on the ground scaring everyone who had witness the scene, just to get up, dust himself off and leave smiling happily with his prank. Gilbert would often be yelled at by his father. He was the only son and he would be the one to get the land after his father's death. Gilbert's father couldn't afford losing his only son. The farm was given from father to son for the past four generations and it wouldn't stop because of a stupid boy who can't keep away from dangers. The young boy was hard on his parents' nerves and they hoped the boy wouldn't be so careless.
When the albino boy turned seven, his mother came with his baby brother in her stomach. At the time he didn't know if it would be a boy or a girl, but he wished it was a boy so he could bring him on all sorts of adventures. Luckily for Gilbert, nine months later he received a baby brother and he wasn't the only happy about the fact that the baby was a boy. The father of the two boys would not have to watch Gilbert as much and wouldn't be as scared to let him go and play on his own. If he died in an accident then Ludwig, the new baby, could take the land.
Growing up, Gilbert found himself looking at mysteries. He would hear about an enchanted cave in the wood and he would go and investigate on it, sometimes bringing his younger brother with him. The older son soon realised that his brother was much more responsible and he would never put himself in a situation of danger, a fact that Gilbert found annoying and unawesome. He tried showing Ludwig that taking risks if often worth it, but the younger boy would never listen to him and to be fair, it was annoying for the albino that his younger brother dared not to listen to him.
At the age of sixteen, Gilbert had already solved a couple of mysteries, from a sick fairy to a hurt unicorn. He was renown in his village and they would often ask him to come and look at something if it was a little out of the ordinary. He was proud of himself, he was kind of famous. Kind of. One day, he received the visit of a stranger, he asked him if he could come and try to resolve a problem with a certain sleeping castle, outside of the village. As much as the young man wanted it, he couldn't. He still had to take care of Ludwig until the boy would be older and he was helping his father a lot on the farm. The mysterious stranger then disappeared of the village and of Gilbert's mind.
A year later, Gilbert met a wizard. The old men propose Gilbert to teach him a little more about magic. Not making him an apprentice just giving the boy more knowledge that he could use on his "missions" as he came to call them. Gilbert's parents still didn't want to let their oldest son go, so the wizard taught the young boy in his house. Coming each morning and leaving a little bit after noon so the boy could still help on the farm. It lasted a couple of years, until one day the wizard stopped coming.
When Gilbert turned twenty-five, he decided to go and travel around the Kingdom and maybe around the earth to resolve mysteries. With Ludwig being eighteen and his parents not needing him helping anymore, they let him go. His mom cried a lot, hugging him again and again. She couldn't believe one of her son was leaving. She didn't want him to leave and she reminded him, for the fifth hundred time that he would still be welcome if he ever decided to come back. His father hugged his son once, patting him on the back telling him how much he was proud of him getting away from the family nest.
Saying goodbye to Ludwig was the hardest for Gilbert. He had seen the boy growing up and he had taught him many things about life and about how to make the perfect prank, knowledge the blond boy never used in his life. On his part, the younger brother was sad seeing his older brother leave. They had a great relation and they were really close despite the fact that they had a seven-year gap. They hugged once, but for a long time, both keeping their tears to themselves. After his goodbyes, which were more difficult than he had first thought, Gilbert left the house with a backpack full of food and clothes and water to help him during his journey.
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The first few months, Gilbert had a hard time convincing people that he could help them with out of the ordinary problems. They didn't really believe the young albino and they usually shoo him out of their way. But, as they say: "All you need is a chance. If you're good you'll go far, if not, change what you are doing." And one day, Gilbert got his chance. There was a problem at the river. The debit was stronger than usual and people couldn't get in like before and they feared to even get close to it. The albino spent three days wondering what the cause could be. He then saw the problem. An angry water nymph. The nymph had been living in the river since she was born and people used her river but they never gave her anything in exchange. She grew tired of it and decided that the humans did not have the rights to use the water anymore. The young men then asked her what she wanted and the answer was company. Gilbert figured that if human spoke to the nymph while cleaning clothes or just taking water, the creäture would not feel alone anymore. The next morning, people came and talked to the nymph, two days later the river calmed itself again.
Over the next few months, people started talking about the young boy and how he managed to help the people of a village. The word spread around and he soon became in demand. Most and most people wanted his help to resolve things they couldn't by themselves and sometimes he was asked to marry the daughter of the family, proposition he refused every time. He wasn't really into girls and he much preferred going around helping others and risking his life with magical being than settling down with someone into a boring life.
For the next two years, that's what Gilbert did. Help the others with magical problems, but he soon realised that it was the same again and again. Sure, he met different people travelled to different kingdoms, but his job was becoming boring. The problems were always and angry element nymph or fairies joking around or a lost ghost. He never really had any real mysteries like he thought he would find on his journey. One night, sitting at a table in an inn he considered going back home. He missed his little brother more than anything and he also missed his parents. He hadn't got any news in the past year since the family messenger bird died. Even if they did bought a new one, the bird had never seen Gilbert, so he couldn't deliver a message and on his side, let just say the albino has struggled with money.
"This Castle is becoming creepier by the years!"
"I believed they said they would cut all the vegetation."
"Rumors say they tried but did not succeed."
"I think the castle is cursed!"
"That's crazy! I heard they never found the king that was living in the castle."
"They're not sad about that, apparently the king was awful."
Gilbert overheard the conversation and this cursed castle really picked his curiosity. He never had a case like that and he could give it a shot before going home. He thought of everything it could bring him if he could solve the problem or lift the cursed. He approached the group of men and cough to make his presence known. "I overheard your conversation by mistake, but I wonder if you could tell me where that cursed castle is located, I would like to go and see for myself. "The men in front of him laughed loudly before one replied. "Listen kid, this castle will be your death. Trust me." Gilbert was a little bothered to be considered a kid, he was 27! "But I really want to go, and I am an expert in those sorts of things. I've been travelling for the past two years solving those kinds of mysteries. All I want is to take a look." The men looked at him like he was crazy but answered anyway. "The castle is in the next Kingdom. You can't miss it." Gilbert smiled and thanked the men before paying and leaving the inn. He couldn't wait to see that cursed castle.
A week later, Gilbert found himself in front of said castle. It was terrifying. He could see the vines climbing up the walls; large threes were standing tall here and there. Different kind of plants covered the ground, but the strangest thing is that everything seemed dead. When he entered the garden, he found it to be overly quiet. Sure, nobody was living there, but animals would make sounds. He started walking towards the castle entrance only to realise that the closer he got, the harder it was to continue walking. More and more vines would be in the way, he would trip over roots he swore were not there before. When he reached the door he realised that the threes around him were dead. There was no life what so ever, not even the sound of a bird and that scared the albino. He looked back only to see all the travel he had to do. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door but before his fist could connect with the wooden surface, the door opened before him, letting him with an unsuspected view."
A.N: Voilà for the intro! Chapters are not prewritten, but I do have all of the plotline, from beginning to end, so do not worry about it. I can't guarantee when I'll update, but I will finish this story!
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