Prologue

Warnings: (for whole story)

Yaoi, Shota, Swearing, Smut, Violence, Gore, Religious themes, Mpreg much much later, and all that fun stuff ^^

(this chapter) Swearing, Religious themes

Rating: M

I do not own Hetalia!

This is a supernatural/religouse AU.

Im trying to put more detail in my writings tell me how Im doing ^^

This is the first time Ive written something like this, so if I get the things about churches and stuff wrong please no flames, I dont know a lot since I dont go to church, (am a christian though)

Felicianos POV

Ever since he had started to work for the church Feliciano Vargas had always been taught many rules that some he found useful but some just strange. One was he was never allowed to let others into the church grounds, no matter what without the consent of a preist.

Another was he wasnt allowed out after dark, and never in the graveyard. Feli just sighed as the sun set across the hills, spilling a mixture of orange and blood red with hints of pink across the landscape. Feli wished he had his paint canvas with him, so he could keep the scene forever in his small room.

Feli sighed and wondered what his fratello, Lovino, was doing. His fratello was older than him by a few years and had a very loud mouth. Feli flinched thinking about how many times Lovi had been beat for his bad language.

"Are you done?" Feli nearly jumped hearing the organ player for the church coming up to him. The man pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and gave a small smile to Feli. "We should head in, if Im not mistaken Sister Elizabeta is making pasta." The man smiled.

"Ve~" Feli smiled and nodded taking the broom he had been sweeping with. "How are you Father Roderich?" He asked as they walked through the cathedrals many halls. Feli was only about fourteen and hardly came up to the other mans chest.

"I am good, and how are you?" Roderich smiled. The young boy was very good with his manners, unlike his older brother. But Roderich still had a soft spot in his heart for both of the boys, he practically raised them since they had been dropped off at the church nearly eleven years ago.

"Im good...ve~ I havent had pasta in a long time!" Feli giggled and saw his older brother working. His brother swore and got a glare from Roderich. "Sister Elizabeta is making pasta!" Feli axclaimed grabbing his fratellos hand and leading him to the kitchen were Sister Elizabeta was working.

Roderichs POV

Roderich remembered the night some ten years ago. It seemed like a sad reminder of his duties to the church...

Was it the rain that was making him so depressed? Was it the constant reminder of the last night he had with the albino male...the one he loved. Roderich started playing on a slow hyme on his piano that was hidden away in one of the unused rooms of the church. He let the music transport him back home...where he would be in the arms of his lover.

Roderich stopped playing and shook his head. "Nein..." He said standing up. He was a man of god now, he couldnt keep having these feelings in his heart, it wasnt right in the church. He quickly kneeled and prayed for forgivness from God, even though he knew in his heart that he never wanted to forget the touch of the man...the taste of him...

Roderich jumped from his prayers hearing a loud knock on the church doors. He quickly ran down the halls to see who could possibly be calling at the late and stormy hour. He opened the door and frowned seeing no one. He almost went in when he saw two forms shivering in the cold just by the door.

"Are you okay my sons?" He asked gently holding out a hand for the two boys, he now saw. Both looked much alike almost like twins but Roderich could tell that the darker haired one was older by his height.

"What do you want church bastard?" The older one hissed and Roderich was taken aback. How could a child have such a cruel mouth. "Does it look like we are okay? We are freezing and my fratello is sick!" He hissed.

Roderich realized the boys were Italian and smiled gently. "Come in..." He said standing aside so the two boys could come in. The older one looked to be about six and the other one about three. The younger one did look very sick, his skin pale and he was sweating even though the night was cold.

Roderich helped the boys to temparary rooms and took care of the youngers fever. "What are your names?" He asked.

"Lovino...and Feliciano Vargas..." The older said refusing to be seperated from his brother. Roderich frowned. Was this Gods way of letting him have a second chance? Roderich prayed a silent thanks and prayed for strength to help him with the boys.

Ludwigs POV

Ludwig watched through the binoculars and watched as the young boy worked and swept the church steps. He licked his lips watching him. He could feel someone breath over his shoulder and he twirled around lashing out his claws coming out.

"Woah! Bruder!" The albino behind him held his hands up. "Calm down! Im not going to attack you!" His brother grinned and Ludwig sighed.

"Vhat do you vant?" He hissed looking back and seeing the boy was gone. "Ve need to attack soon. The power source is getting stronger by the day." Ludwig frowned. "Gil...why didnt you kill them?" He asked shaking his head at his brothers stupidity ten years ago.

Gil shrugged. "Because...I knew Roderich could handle them...he was lonely..." Gil smiled a small sad smile that Ludwig recognized...Gil only smiled like that when he talked about his former lover.

"Get over it." Ludwig hissed standing up the sun setting and the darkness coming down like a black blanket. "We are no longer human...we need to destroy this church..." He said and looked at him sadly and Gil simply nodded. "Lets go." They ran as fast as they could back to their meeting place to meet the other demons.

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