Greeting, HetaWriter/HetaReader here.
What is this, you may ask? No, it's not a new story (I have others to complete), rather; these are just a collection of random pieces that I had typed up before, but either lost motivation or couldn't find a way to complete it, so it became a "dead end" fic, or just time constraints since I've got a couple of fics left to work on and complete.
That saying so, I'm going to probably upload some old stuff here, and most likely just pieces of writing that I'll most likely never ever complete due to time constraints and the aforementioned lack of motivation and the time constraints. I don't even know why I'm posting this - probably just to entertain you guys? Who knows...XD
Well, this first one is a first chapter from a story I originally planned to publish before HetaVoice!, but chose not to in the end because the pieces were just about everywhere and this had no plan; rather it was run on impulse.
Piece of info about pieces:
Piece Title: Once Upon a Time
Chapter No.: 1
Chapter Title: Zeus & Cronos
Rating: T (due to swearing because of Lovino, sexual references, violence in later chapters)
Warning: Human AU, swearing, crack pairing (you know that's how I roll by now, right?)
Pairing/s: RomaBelg, SpaViet, CanTai, bunch of others, but they're the more outlined ones.
Chapter Summary: Lovino and his older cousin Antonio move to a new place after some family problems to start a new life. Upon entering the new complex named "Grimm", they start to develop nice bonds with the people around them and soon, even Lovino, who is known for scowling and being the "Grumpy Prince" finds his inner child and smile back while growing up.
Inspiration/s: Fairytales, folk tales, mythology, Aesop's fables, Spirited Away, someone wrote a story that adapted Hetalia characters into those fairytales/mythology
I will warn however that there will be A/N's throughout these chapters because there'll be a bunch of skipping certain things and crap like that because I work impulsively if I don't have a plan written first.
There are also "Music Corners" that were originally intended for this piece because music can really help create a setting. At least, that's what I believe. :)
Read if you want. XD
[Music Corner: Ano Hi no Kawa E by Joe Hisaishi, Sen to Chihiro no Kamikakushi]
"Aww…come on, Lovi~! Smile! We're going to a new place, after all!" the Spanish man smiled brightly at his Italian cousin.
The said Italian cousin snorted and simply looked out the car window, disregarding the cheery beam. "Like I wanted to come along, bastard…"
"Lovi~! Come on! It'll be like an adventure! Moving to a new place, seeing new people, getting into a new school…it's exciting!" Antonio grinned as he continued driving, oblivious to his cousin's miserable mood.
Lovino scoffed; glare still fixed out the window.
"Hey look, mi hermano! There's your school over there! It looks nice!"
Lovino sat up from his slouching position in the car seat. He turned his head on a slight angle and noticed a group of people pointing at the car, staring and whispering. The Italian was silent at that, and just as the car drove past and out of sight, he rudely flipped off at some of the male students in the soccer field. He went back into his slouching position, only a little satisfied at seeing the dumbfounded face of one of them.
"It's gonna suck; my old school was better than that shithole…"
"You don't know that, Lovi~!" Antonio still had that smile present on his face. "Look! There's where our new home is going to be!"
Lovino's amber eyes peered up at a finely crafted beige building with a black roof that complimented its walls. It was standing tall and proud with statues of angels and gargoyles guarding on its pews. Lovino had to admit – the exterior looked rather nice and articulate.
As he and Antonio took out the luggage, they made their way inside to the counter where there stood a woman with short and wavy blonde hair that was held back with a green ribbon headband. She had a cat-like smile on her face and her green eyes were soft and friendly. "Hello there! What can I help you two with?" she asked in a welcoming voice.
"Hola!" greeted Antonio. "Lovi here and I are moving into our new apartment – we were accepted by Mr Kirkland."
"Oh! So, you're who Arthur was referring to!" the woman smiled. "I'm Emma, I just run the counter. Mr Kirkland is the landlord and the one with all the spare keys."
"Nice to meet you, Emma. I am Antonio Fernandez Carriedo and this is mi tomate, Lovi~!" he wrapped an arm around his cousin's shoulders, to which the Italian bristled and flushed angrily.
"I am not a tomato!" Lovino hissed through grit teeth. This warranted a giggle from Emma, which caused Lovino to turn redder if possible. He stayed quiet and rubbed sheepishly at the side of his head. "And…I-I'm Lovino…Lovino Vargas…it's nice to meet you, bella…"
Emma gave him an encouraging smile, "It's nice to meet you, too, Lovino. Let's see now…whose name is the apartment signed under?"
"That would be me," Antonio grinned, making the Italian believe that he would flash and sparkle with rainbows and unicorns around him at any moment.
"Okay then, Carriedo…Carriedo…here it is! You're in apartment 32 on the second floor. Here are your keys, hope you have a nice stay here! If you have any problems, contact me, Mr Kirkland, Mr Wang or Mr Karpusi."
"Who, who and who?" Lovino asked, confused by the names.
Emma laughed, "Sorry! I forgot to tell you about the others who work here. Mr Kirkland is the landlord, you already know that. Mr Wang is a resident here in the building. He's one of Mr Kirkland's oldest friends and knows everything about the city. Mr Karpusi is the cleaner of the building and also the gardener out back – he knows a lot of things, too! Just talk to me or them if you have any problems, okay?"
Lovino nodded, "Grazie."
Emma smiled, "No problem!"
"Let's go, Lovi~!" Antonio said, yanking the Italian along with him. "On to our new apartment!"
Lovino wanted to desperately hit his older cousin right there, right now, but restrained himself from looking like a violent delinquent in front of a beautiful and nice woman. Instead, he snarled and cursed under his breath, causing another fit of giggles and a wave from Emma, which in turn, caused Lovino to go redder and grow more embarrassed than before. However, once they were out of sight, Lovino swung at his cousin.
"What the hell is wrong with you, you bastard?!" he screamed. "You're so fucking embarrassing!"
"Eh? What are you talking about, Lovi~?" his Spanish cousin simply ducked as they approached their new apartment. "What's wrong?"
"You're so damn impossible!"
"Whoa, da ze! New neighbours?"
The new voice had made Lovino almost jump out of his skin. He whipped around in time to see a Korean boy with short, black-brown hair and a weird flyaway curl that stuck out from the right side of his head.
"Wow! He's got a curl like yours, Lovi~!" exclaimed an excited Antonio. He reached forward to touch it, but the Korean boy suddenly shot his arm out, grabbed Antonio's wrist, and began twisting it. "Ay! Ay! Ay!"
"What the hell do you think you're doing, you bastard?!" demanded Lovino, though he was scared senseless from this stranger.
"Eh? Sorry, da ze!" the boy said apologetically as he let go of Antonio's wrist. "Bad habit…I don't like people touching my curl…it's…pretty personal …"
"Just like Lovi~!" piped up Antonio who was still smiling despite the whole ordeal. "I think you and Lovi would make good friends!"
This seemed to get the Korean boy in high spirits. He was beaming, practically glowing, and began shaking Antonio's hand. "That would be awesome, da ze! It's great making new friends!"
"Who the hell are you anyway, you crazy bastard?" snapped Lovino, not liking the idea of making friends with this boy. He seemed too hyper and happy for his liking. Plus, who the hell ends their sentences with something like 'da ze'?
This seemed to somewhat take back the Korean boy, but nonetheless, he resumed the smile on his face as he offered his hand to Lovino. "I'm Yong Soo, da ze!" he said. "I live with my siblings here in the Grimm! It's nice to meet you!"
"…Lovino…" the Italian snorted and looked away from the hand, ignoring it. Yong Soo's smile faltered and he was tempted to say something rude, but remembered that his hyeong had said "manners are important in making a good impression, aru", so he just plastered the smile back onto his face.
"Well, it's nice to meet you, Yong Soo; I'm Antonio," the Spanish man grinned, causing the Korean to regain his cheer – at least someone seemed happy for him to be there. "How long have you stayed here in this building with your siblings?"
Yong Soo's face scrunched up into a thinking expression as he scratched his head. "Um…I came here with my younger sister and older brother about five months ago…"
"So, you're still adjusting here then?" questioned Antonio, genuinely curious.
Yong Soo shrugged, "I don't think so; it's not hard to adjust here – it's quite a nice place, da ze! But if you need help, you can talk to me or hyeong! We're here to help, da ze! I'm in the first room just around the corner!"
"How convenient!" Antonio nudged Lovino. "You'll be seeing a lot of each other then!"
The Italian certainly hoped not.
"It was nice meeting the both of you! See you later, da ze!" Yong Soo gave a quick bow to the two of them and dashed off around the corner. Once he was out of sight, the pair continued along the way and eventually reached their destination.
"Look Lovi~! Our new home! Room 32!" the Spaniard grinned as he opened the oaken door with the golden numbers on it. Once the door opened, Antonio beamed, "It looks nice! Doesn't it?"
Lovino entered the room and had to admit himself; it didn't look like such a bad place. The rooms were warm beige and the floors consisted of clean, oaken tiles. There was already a black leather couch and a white kitchen with black and white checked tiles as well as a working bench. There were also two more rooms.
The Italian lugged his luggage along as he entered one room that had red walls and a carpeted floor. The bed looked soft and inviting. Lovino opened the room inside his own and saw that it led to a bathroom with black tiles and pale blue walls. The tub was large and the shower was next to a door which led to the toilet.
He exited his bathroom, dropped his luggage and jumped onto the bed. Lovino exhaled as he snuggled back on the cream pillows and black sheets.
Antonio suddenly came inside and grinned, "This looks like a nice room! Mine's like yours, only it's got green walls!"
"Get lost, tomato bastard," grumbled Lovino, annoyed that his time of comforting sleep was ruined. "Get out of my room!"
Antonio pouted, "Aww come on, Lovi~! Don't you wanna see my room, too?"
"Hell no."
The Spaniard sighed and gave a shrug, "At least unpack your things, Lovi. I'll unpack mine in my own room and I'll be going to sleep, too. It's getting late after all."
Lovino peered at his watch and it read quite clearly '9:30'. He grunted as he reluctantly got off his bed and started unpacking, pulling out clothes, photos and other various junk.
There was suddenly a small clatter, which made the Italian swivel his head around. Lovino peered down at what caused the noise and picked up the object.
A storybook?
Lovino began flicking through the pages of the thick book and was met by articulately drawn pictures done with great care as well as a bunch of words crafted underneath. The Italian was staring at pictures of fairies, trolls, beautiful girls, princes…many kinds of creatures and people were in that book.
Looking up, Lovino then saw that his window was actually linked to the fire escape. He carefully made his way and glanced out the window, seeing what looked to be a garden with many variations of flowers growing there. However, due to the time of day (or night), Lovino couldn't properly see what sort of flowers were growing out there.
The Italian finally decided to go wash up and then lay his head down into the pillows.
It didn't seem so bad anymore.
A/N: Basically, after some random bump-in's, Lovino meets Matthew his other neighbour in the garden, but bonds better with him than Yong Soo. Then freaky stuff happens in Grimm to do with the power, and they meet Yong Soo in Heracles Karpusi the gardener's shed and they decide to go get the power back on in the generator room. The power outage however has to do with a storm, and they were able to place the emergency power back on, but upon going back to Mr Karpusi's shed, a bolt of lightning hits and screws up the power. And well...let's just say that the building isn't exactly that new, and someone didn't apply oil to the doorknob...
"W-what the hell's going on?" demanded Lovino, amber eyes widening.
"I don't know," whispered Matthew. "But this isn't good…"
There was the sound of the doorknob being jiggled and Yong Soo shook his head, "No good…the door's not opening up – we're locked in."
"Mr Karpusi," Matthew timidly went up to the sleeping Greek man who was curled up in some sheets on the couch with a cat purring contentedly in his arms. "Mr Karpusi? Um, sir…" the Canadian boy was cut off when lightning flashed menacingly outside during the rainy weather, followed by a great boom of thunder.
Lovino gave a loud (high-pitched) shriek and grabbed onto the closest thing he could get his hands on…which happened to be Yong Soo.
The Korean grew flustered at first from the Italian's sudden change of character, but simply held him back, whispering soothingly, "Don't worry …it's just a storm…nothing but rain, electricity and loud noises…"
"You may think that…"
The boys jumped when they saw that Heracles was now awake and sitting up on his couch, stroking his cat fondly. He gestured to the stools nearby, to which the boys took and sat (except for Yong Soo who preferred the floor). The Greek man then lit a lantern with a set of matches and prepared a kettle for something warm on that cold night.
"Er…what did you mean, Mr Karpusi?" asked Matthew, hugging Kumajirou tightly to his chest.
"Days like this…when lightning flashes and thunder roars…they must be fighting again…"
"Fighting? Who?" inquired Yong Soo, leaning eagerly forward; he loved a good action story.
"Zeus and his father Cronos, of course," responded Heracles, now filling up four cups with hot water. He gestured to a tin of cocoa, a box of tea packets, another tin that was full of sugar and a bottle of fresh milk. The three boys came forward and filled what they wanted and placed themselves back on their spots. The Greek man rooted himself back onto the couch, more cats coming in and taking refuge in his lap, under the sheets and with the boys around.
"Who the hell are Zeus and Cronos?" questioned Lovino as he blew the top of his cocoa. Despite the bluntness of his question, Heracles was unfazed.
"Zeus is the king of Mount Olympus, which resides in the heavens…" explained Heracles as he sipped his warm milk. "Cronos was his father…the previous king…"
"This is like a story, da ze!" exclaimed Yong Soo, who was eagerly wriggling in his spot. "Hyeong used to say stories like this when I was younger…it feels so long! I'm excited actually, da ze!"
"You've gotta be kidding me," Lovino groaned, rolling his eyes. "Stories?"
"Why not? It'll pass the time," said Yong Soo defensively.
"He's right, you know…" Matthew said, tone still soft. "By the looks of this storm, I don't think we'll be able to leave anytime soon or at least until someone opens the door from the outside…"
"You're all fucked up in the head! Really!" snapped Lovino. "I'm too old for your damn fairy tales!"
At this, Heracles looked at the Italian, his teal eyes serious and blazing with a resolute fire. This scared the said Italian so greatly, that he almost fell off of his stool. Yong Soo and Matthew looked uneasy yet awed at the sudden change of the Greek man's personality.
"How do you know that it's not true?"
The question caught everyone off guard, but nobody dared to say anything against him. They were fearful that he may actually be serious at what he was saying and what he might do if they oppose.
Matthew chose to eventually break the tension, "So…um…Mr Karpusi – what happened between Zeus and Cronos?"
"Yeah! Tell us the story, da ze!" agreed Yong Soo.
Heracles' eyes immediately died down and he went back to his carefree and relaxed demeanour again. He cleared his throat and sipped some more tea as he began his story, "Yes…Zeus and Cronos…I shall begin all stories like how my mother had begun it…"
"Which is…?"
A/N: Heracles then tells the story of Zeus and Cronos, however I was inspired also by someone else's story that adapted Hetalia characters into myths, so I used Hetalia characters there. ^_^'
[Winter = Cronos, Asia = Rea, Rome = Zeus, Ancient Greece = Hera, Ancient Egypt = Hestia, Britannia = Demeter, China = Poseidon, Germania = Hades]
O_**Once upon a time…**_O
O_** [Music Corner: Mt Battle, Pokémon Colosseum] **_O
Before, on Mount Olympus, there reigned the gods of the legend. The king of the gods, Winter, was the father of all of them and had married his sister, Asia, who was the goddess of the earth. Winter had become the king of the gods by killing Pangaea, the First One.
The dying Pangaea had put forth a prophecy, "You may have killed me and stolen my throne, but know this – one of your own sons will dethrone you like you did to me – for crime begets crime…!"
Winter was disturbed upon the words and became very careful after this. One by one, he ingested his children as they were born: first, his three daughters – Ancient Greece, Ancient Egypt and Britannia; then finally his two sons – China and Germania.
Asia was outraged by this and was determined that he would not eat her next child, who she felt for certain was a boy.
When the time came, she came down the slope of Mount Olympus into a dark place and had her child. Indeed, it was a son, and she named him Rome. She hung a golden cradle from the branches of an olive tree, put him to sleep there and went back to the top of the mountain. There, she grabbed a rock, wrapped it in clothing and held it to her bosom, singing a soft lullaby. Winter saw her, snatched the bundle and swallowed it, clothes and all.
Once this was over, Asia crept down the mountainside to the golden cradle and took her son down into the fields. She gave him to a shepherd to raise as his own, promising that the shepherd's sheep would never be eaten by wolves or die from disease.
Here, Rome grew to be a handsome, young boy, and Winter his father, knew nothing about him. However, there came a time that Asia became lonely and yearned for her youngest son's presence. She brought him back to the court of the gods, introducing him to Germania as the new cupbearer. This pleased Winter as the boy was lovely looking.
One night, Asia and Rome made a special drink that was mixed with mustard and salt into the nectar. The next morning, after drinking, Winter vomited up first a stone, then the daughters Greece, Egypt and Britannia, then finally the two sons Germania and China. Since they were gods, they were still undigested, and still alive. They thanked Rome and immediately chose him to be their leader.
Soon, a mighty battle erupted.
Winter was joined by the Titans, his half-brothers – huge, twisted creatures of the dark that were taller than trees, whom he kept pent up in the mountains until they were needed.
They attacked the young gods furiously, but Rome also had allies.
He went to darker caverns – caves that were under caves that were under caves, deep in the mountainside – formed by the first bubbles of the cooling earth. Here, Winter had kept other monsters – the one-eyed Cyclops and the Hundred-handed Ones.
There was a great rushing and tumult in the skies. The people on earth would hear the sound of roaring thunder and saw the mountains shatter. The earth itself quaked and even waves rolled as the gods fought. Winter was crafty and attacked with fierce precision, driving the young gods before him.
But Rome also had a trap.
Halfway up the slope of Mount Olympus, he whistled for his cousins, the Hundred-handed Ones who had been lying in ambush. They took up huge boulders and hurled them downhill at the Titans. The Titans thought the mountain itself was falling onto them. They broke ranks and fled.
Now, the young gods climbed Mount Olympus and took over the great kingdom with Rome as the new king.
Nobody knew what happened to Winter and his Titans, but sometimes, mountains still exploded in fire, earth itself quaked and even the sky would roar and flash with such ferocity…
It made everyone think…
Heracles nodded, "And that's what happened..."
"Wow..." Yong Soo's brown eyes were sparkling. "That's so cool, da ze!"
"So...he might not even be dead?" Lovino couldn't help but ask. To which, Matthew and Yong Soo fixated their attention onto him; looking a bit surprised that the Italian was taking interest with tales when he initially scorned them before.
The Greek gardener didn't seem to mind however; instead, he nodded and gently picked up one of his cats, "Yes...there are those...who believe that..."
"Cazzo..." murmured Lovino as he glanced at the window outside. However, much to his shock, the rain was much softer now, and the sky wasn't as miserably looking as before. "What the hell?!"
"Oh! The storm subsided," exclaimed Matthew; his violet eyes widening behind his glasses.
"Still raining, though," piped up Yong Soo.
"They say that the rain...is tears..." Heracles yawned before fondly scratching at the cat's ears. The feline gave a silky purr as it rubbed on him.
And well, that's about it so far - I'll most likely post any odd tid-bits and scattered pieces around when I found them, so it might be a daily occurrence or just to amuse people who are fed up with waiting for me. ^_^'
Once Upon a Time was going to have chapters that spoke of a problem that our protagonists were going to face (namely Lovino), and after being told a story/fairytale/fable/myth, the problem gets solved, or they know what to do next. However, the biggest theme was going to be "growing up" because I notice that most children don't mind fairytales, but are recently going away from it in favour of other crap such as being famous (we can't all have that spotlight - and personally, I think it's better to have a job that sustains your pay such as a nurse or teacher for the rest of your life or until your retire, rather than something that blows over eventually like all of these child-stars and a majority of teen actors nowadays). Teenagers aren't as interested in stories such as mythology anymore unless they either study it, are avid readers, or in their later teens.
Anyway, enough of my rambling; thoughts and opinions if you want - this is just to keep people entertained and hear suggestions, really. XD otherwise, have a pleasant day! :DDD
Sincerely,
HetaWriter/HetaReader