Prodita
[Author's notes: This is my very first fanfict that I will be posting here so please review so I can improve on it, your reviews will really make my day it doesn't matter whether they are good or bad.]
Summary; The Kingdom of Prodita is ruled by King Gilbert Beilshimdt, who is feared by most and liked by few. Mattie is a simple commoner who has nothing remarkable about himself. By some twist of fate he ends up working for the man his brother despises, King Gilbert. Mattie soon understands how this kingdom works and soon realizes something that will change his life forever. Human names are used. PruCan. Rated T for language, at least for now.
Chapter 1
"Hey Mattie, wake up man." Alfred says to his sleeping brother while shaking him. "Come on Mattie wake up already I don't have time to wait." After shaking him more, Matthew finally wakes up.
"I'm so sorry Al," he then let out a loud yawn, well loud for his standards. " I'm still tired from yesterday."
"You know Mattie you don't have to wait till I come home every night, you know I have other responsibilities." Al sighed. His little brother stays up late every night just waiting for him to come home, Al has wondered several times whether or not he should involve Mattie in this activity of his but whenever he looked at his innocent brother he just can't bring him into the world full of hatred that he lives in.
As soon as Mattie got off his bed, he started his day-today mundane routine; making breakfast, cleaning up, feeding the animals, tending to the crops, he did all of these things everyday no matter how dull and boring he finds them. Of course like every other guy his age he wants adventure and fun, but he was just too shy and afraid to do anything else. His brother was completely different story; he would go around town talking to everyone, go on adventures whenever would he feel bored, help people who are in need, he is a true hero. Yes, Alfred's life was filled with everything Matt wanted to do but there was one thing that he didn't enjoy his brother doing, the activity mentioned earlier, and that is going to what's called "the Seditionem", which is a term the members use as the name for the rebellion, a rebellion against who you ask? A rebellion against the one and only King Gilbert Beilshimdt, but more commonly known as the demon king, due to his demon-like blood red eyes and the fact that he controls this kingdom with an iron fist.
It was seven years ago, when Matthew was only 12 years old, that the King was crowned and because he was only 18 then he became the youngest King to be crowned. Matthew always thought of this as odd but he can't remember the reason he became king, after all a twelve year old boy could care less about royalty and politics, the only thing he can remember hearing from the adults that the former king died. Ever since Gilbert's coronation the kingdom has always bored hatred for him for he caused the long standing conflict between our Kingdom of Prodita and the Kingdom of Mors to become worse than it already is. He was also responsible for the death of hundreds of soldiers on the battlefield, all because of a plan that was not carefully thought out. This is actually the reason why Alfred joined Seditionem.
It was three years ago, Matthew's family was happy and full, complete with both mother and father. It wasn't much but it was enough. It wasn't until their father was called to join in the war against the Mors. He died only a week after joining and because of that their mother grieved so much for the death of her husband that she too slowly withered away, she died two months after her husband's death. This left Alfred and Matthew orphaned with nothing but a house, a small farm and a large emptiness in their hearts. Alfred had grown so much hate for the man that if anyone ever said the king's name in front of him he would have a major fit. Matthew too wanted to feel hatred for the man but it's not in his heart to ever hate someone, let alone hate someone he has never met, sure he is the reason why the kingdom is getting worse with every passing day, sure he was the reason why both his mother and father died, and sure he was the most hated person in town, if not the whole kingdom, but Mattie just couldn't do it.
"Hey Mattie I'll be out again tonight please don't wait up." Al said as he left his small home. No matter how many times Al told Matthew to not wait for him he would do the exact opposite and stay up all night to just wait for him, today would be no exception. Sure Mattie needed a good night's sleep but that would be impossible thanks to his incessant worrying.
He had no one else left but Al so he made sure that he was okay even if it's just by staying up until dawn for his brother. He was the last person on earth who cared about him and understood what he was going through.
I really need a life. Matthew thought to himself as he picked up a book from his massive collection. He loved books, they were his escape from his lonely existence. They showed him things that could never imagine, they made him cry and laugh, they made him seem like he was someone important and not just a nobody who fades in the background. He desperately wants to be like these characters in the novels he read but to him he is just another extra who is not even given a name or a proper description in these pages of life.
Matthew wanted to change things so that everyone would live a better life and not dwell in hatred like Al. He wanted everyone to just live a happily ever after, no matter how cheesy it sounds, that was his dream.
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"Hey Kiku remind me again why do we have to do this again?" asked a man while looking out the carriage window. "This place has such a desolate feel, I hate this town and I'm sure as hell they hate my fucking guts too."
The small raven haired man across him said "Your majesty you know very well that this annual inspection of the town is part of your royal duties and-" he was cut off by the sight of the other man's hand.
"Yeah yeah I've heard this before, royal duties, good relations with the people, helping the kingdom progress and all that bullshit. I understand that as king it's my duty to do these things." he said while still looking out the window.
"If you understand this then why do you still complain, your father would have-" Kiku stopped mid sentence as he heard a rather annoyed tsk escape the lips of the man in front of him. "Oh, my apologies, I went too far. I'm sorry for comparing you to your father, I was just a little bothered that you're not taking things seriously. It's been seven years and don't you think you should finally take charge for once."
"I would if I could Kiku. If only I could."
Kiku looked at the man in front of him, he was covered in silk and fur, fingers adorned with gems of every color imaginable, but what struck him was not the color of the gems but the bright red eyes, so filled with anger and despair. Yes, this was the one and only Gilbert Beilshimdt, King of Prodita, the famed demonic king. Kiku understands why the king acts the way he is, after all he has watched over him since he was a mere child who once possessed ruby red eyes filled with joy and wonder instead of dark things that turned them blood red.
Kiku's reminiscing was rudely interrupted when the carriage suddenly stopped started shaking. He opened the panel separating them from the driver to ask what was wrong but he was nowhere to be found.
"Hey what's wrong?" asked Gilbert, for once noticing what was going on.
"Your majesty I suggest you lay down low." said Kiku as he unsheat his katana. He then grabbed a black cloak from a box and tossed it to Gilbert. "When the need occurs, at my signal you should run. Oh and take Gilbird with you, if we are separated use him to tell me where you are." he then opened the small elegant bird cage beside him and awoke the sleeping canary, which flew automatically to his master's head. Once Gilbird was safely nested on his head, Gilbert stripped his regal cape and replaced it with the cloak. "I'm not going to leave you here." he said as he too brought out his sword."I can fight too."
"No your majesty, your safety is the priority here. You must not worry for me, I'll be okay." Kiku said with a determined face.
"But-"
"No buts your majesty, at least for once do as I say." Sensing the seriousness in Kiku's voice Gilbert didn't bother to disagree and just nodded. Kiku then smiled and said "Thank you your majesty." He then kicked open the carriage door and jumped off. He looked around his surroundings and saw the carriage driver unconscious on the ground, bleeding a bit but he'll live. Soon a stranger armed with a hand gun approached him saying "Hahaha. You think you can beat me with that little stick you call a sword."
Kiku directed his sword at the man and said "I'm not usually so boastful but I should tell you that this sword can rival any gun."
"Oh really?" the man whistled and two other men came out of the bushes, both also carrying guns. "How about three guns?"
"It might be a stretch but I'm sure I'll be alright." smirked Kiku as he lunged forward to one of the men.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. That was all that was going through Gilbert's head as he just sat there hearing gunshots. He just sat their waiting not knowing what was going on. Damnit Kiku let me fight! Fuck it I'll fight wether you like it or not! Gil then jumped of the carriage and struck one of the bandits.
"Your Majesty I told you to stay in the cart." Kiku said while still fending off the men when he noticed the king jump off the carriage.
"I'm sorry but you just can't contain the awesomeness for too long." Gil smirked as he was dodging punches from the man in front of him.
Such an ill tempered brat. Kiku thought as he tried to make his way towards him.
"Hey isn't that the King?" asked on of the men.
"Yeah look his eyes are as demonic as the say." said another. "If we hand him over to the Seditionem they will surely give us a load of cash."
"Huh great idea. Let's get him!" at this all three men pointed their guns at Gilbert and they fired.
After seeing the men point their guns at the king Kiku hurriedly ran over to the King and shielded him from the bullets. One bullet was able to hit Gil's arm, the rest were in Kiku's shoulder and leg.
"Kiku are you all right?" Gil said, dismissing the sharp pain his his right arm and instead checking on his friend.
"I'll be fine your majesty." He said while trying to stand up."Now is the time for you to run."
"You can't fight in that condition! Let me help!" Gil tried to convince the man but was stopped by the look in Kiku's eyes.
"Please for once in your life do as I say and stop being such a brat! Don't you understand that what is important now is that you survive."
Kiku never talked like this, he was always so reserved and polite to everyone and he would never ever insult anyone especially the king. once. Gil realized this he decided to no longer argue. "Fine but promise me you'll live."
Kiku gave him his usual yes-man smile and said "Of course your majesty. Now please get out of here." Gil nodded and ran through the nearby forest. The men tried to follow him but they were stopped by Kiku. "Now that he's away I can finally fight properly."
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"Huh it started raining," Matthew noticed as he raised his head fom his book. "I hope Al's alright." It was almost midnight and Matt still hasn't slept yet, sure he would rest his eyes for a while every now and then but that's the best he can do. Matthew wasn't afraid of being alone, he actually preferred it at times, it's more like he's afraid of being left behind. Being left behind and being alone are different things. You can choose to be alone but you can't stop being left behind, that's what Mattie thinks. Ever since his parents died he would always have nightmares whenever he was left alone in the house, Al always had to sleep by his side to keep him calm. Eventually Mattie grew up and no longer needed his brother to sleep by his side anymore but the nightmares would always come back whenever Al went out and he tried to sleep. Al thinks he worries to much but it's just that he's afraid.
It started to rain louder and Matthew was getting nervous. What if Al doesn't come home? What if he's lost? What if he doesn't come back? What if he's dead? These thoughts continued to run in Matthew's mind and it didn't help that there was lightning. Ok Matt you need to calm down, Al is perfectly fine he's just a little late that's all. Yeah. Sure it's raining really hard and there's lightning but I'm sure he'll be fine. yeah even if he's afraid of lightning he'll be fine. Right? Right?
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"Where the hell am I?" asked Gilbert as he looked at his surroundings. After what seemed like hours running through the forest Gilbert chanced upon a farm. He was exhausted and dripping wet he needed to rest. He sluggishly walked over to te small barn and opened the door, there were three chickens, a horse and a sleeping dog. He decided to lay at the corner and rest his eyes for a bit and when he wakes up he'll send Gilbird to look for Kiku in the morning. Then a thought struck him. Gilbird must be soaking wet too. He picked Gilbird from his head and held him in his hands. The little bird's yellow feathers looked brown due to them being soaked by the rain. He was shivering and cuddled up to his master. Gilbert could feel the exhaution gripping him and he could not resist his eyes closing shut.
