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Feliciano Vargas was the grandson- along with his big brother, Lovino Vargas- of Italy's most feared mafia boss. But one night while the boys were out, their grandfather was killed by a rival mafia gang. Faced with a tough choice, Lovino steps up to the plate and takes over in their grandfather's place. Soon, Lovino is then killed and the day he died was the day happy go lucky, not care in the world Feliciano Vargas died as well. In his place took a new Feliciano, he became cold and bitter, only caring with getting revenge. but he realized if he stayed in the mafia bissnuss than he would die as well, so he dissappeared from that scene of life. Having no options on how to get revenge, he heads over to see his friend, Arthur.
" Hello, Feli, so good to see you, come in."
"Ciao. good to see you too,Arthur. how have you and Big brother Francis been? " The greeting lacked of warmth. Arthur sighed as he closed the door behind the once happy italian.
" we've been alright i suppose. you know just because he used to babysit you and…Lovino when you were children doesnt mean you have to call him big brother." He replied as he and Feilciano sat down in the living room.
" i know but it's out of respect. " Something caught his eye. in the book case behind Arthur had a bunch of old books. He didnt really care for reading as a fun thing to do when bored but there was something about these books. He pointed to them.
" what are those?" The British young man gave him a confused look than turned to see where he was pointing.
"oh, some old magic books i found in my attic." The italian got up and picked up a few, looking at the covers, flipping through random pages.
"Can i burrow them?" Arthur thought for a moment.
"sure, i dont see why not." Feilciano tucked the books under his arm.
" Thanks, Arthur. " and with that, Feliciano walked home with the books in hand.
(fast forward)
"ok, there. done." The italian said to himself, lighting the last candle that was on the portal he had made. He glanced at the book and read the directions.
"i have to draw blood? i suppose i could prick my finger, it doesnt say how much is needed." He said to himself. he looked around on the floor and found a bobby pin. he winced when he pricked himself and a drop of his blood fell on to the black line of the portal. it glowed red and suddenly, the candles went out, leaving Feliciano in darkness. Out of nowhere he heard a german voice, it was surprisingly nice to his ears but the voice sounded annoyed.
" Ja, vhat do you vant? " The Italian held down the fear that threatned to bubble.
"S-show yourself!" he demanded. The candles came back on. in the center of the portal was a man with slick back blonde hair and blue eyes, he was rather tall and wore a serious expression and a green military uniform.
" y-your a demon?" the geman nodded.
" so vhy is it you summoned me?" Feli's eyes sparked with determination.
"I want revenge on the people who took my family. i need you to help me, make a contact with me."
"vhat are the terms?"
"you will protect me, clean my house, help finding me the people who took what was mine from me and if i want to play a game, you will play as well."
"Ja, very vell zhen. i'll make a contract with you. Any order you give me i vill follow. in exchange, i vant your soul. vhen the contract has been completed, i will eat it." The german's tone was serious. Feli nodded firmly.
"you want my soul, fine. whatever. i've left my belief in god at the doorstep along time ago." The german chuckled.
"such a dark sounding boy. ja, right zhen. vhere vould you like the seal for the contract? the more important the part the stronger the bond. " the Ayran said as he stepped towards Feliciano. He used his teeth to take off the black glove that was on his hand.
" My right eye." Feli said, not really think of any other vital place besides his heart. The german nodded.
" zhis might hurt." The german said, suddenly, his blue eyes turned red and glowed, the pupils turning to slits, he placed his hand over feli's right eye. Feli clenched his teeth, he almost fell to his knees from the pain,it burning as if a hot branding iron was placed over his eye. but it soon faded after a few moments and the german pulled his head away, revealing his contract seal that was now on his hand to his new master. The Itailan felt really tired but stood up tall, not wanting to show weakness.
"w-what's your name?" He breathed
"my name is vhatever name you give me." He replied.
"y-your name will be….Ludwig Beilschmidt. " The german now named Ludwig got on one knee and held his head down as if he were a knight and Feli was his king.
" Ja, mein Herr."