A.N: right so my first fanfic I upload! yay... exciting... the first 2 chapters are actually gonna be based on a rp me and my friend did ages ago. I've actually written this whole fic down in a book of mine and recently thought, "hey got nothing to lose, have time and an account, lets type this up and post it!" soo... yeah. that. eh I'm rubbish with all this intro stuff...
disclaimer: hetalia isn't mine unfourtunatly or the nordics would show up more often...
CHAPTER 1
"Ber". Matthias whispered, shaking the tiny figure that was sleeping next to him slightly. "Ber, wake up! Come on, let's go hunting or practise sword and axe fighting!" He said, a little louder than before, shaking a little more vigorously. "Urgh… go back to sleep. I'm tired…" Berwald moaned and turned over. Matthias sat on his side of the hay, wondering how to wake him up and got an idea. "Ber… if you don't wake up, I'll go call Lukas instead…" he whispered in his ear and Berwald immediately woke up and muttered, "I'm up, I'm up… what do you want?" His eyes were still half closed.
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"You know, you should come with me and Lukas the next time we go to the village. No point in staying here doing nothing, right?" Matthias said as Ber put his hand in his lap and Matt started smoothing out his hair lovingly. "I-I don't do nothing…" he started half asleep. "I go… towards the east and- and I trade and see such lovely things… you should come with me next time…" Berwald said smiling at the memory of all the nice things he saw. But Matthias had frozen. He looked down worried and questioned Ber, "wh-what do you mean? You've been going towards the east? On your own?! Wh-where else did you go?"
"Well" Ber started dreamily. "I also went out a little across the border. But there was someone with big purple eyes and… and they almost stabbed me. But I got away." He smiled but Matthias's face turned red with anger. "I'll kill him… I swear I'll kill him. Ber, get up. You're going to point out who this is right now… let's see how they like stabbing people with an axe at their neck…" He said getting up and breathing heavily like a bull ready to charge.
Berwald by now was fully awake and protested saying he was alright and that no harm was done. "Don't worry Matt! Look, I'll tell you of all the nice things I saw in the east side!" Ber got up, picked up a stick and starting drawing on the ground. "They- they have these weird creatures that look like dogs but are smaller and they don't bark. They're called cats!" Matthias looked down at the drawing of a weird creature that Ber drew on the ground. He squinted and asked " well what are they for?" "they're for catching birds and they're basically like…companions or 'pets' as Heracles calls them." Ber explained. Matthias narrowed his eyes with suspicion. "Who is this Her-Hera, well whatever his name is, who is he?" Matthias questioned. So Berwald told him all about how he met Heracles who was the country Greece and his mother Byzantine and how nice they and their home was.
"It's massive and covered with all sorts of paintings and pretty gems. They also have these buildings called churches where they pray! The churches are really big too and people donate a lot of gold and all that but..." "Gold?" Matthias perked. His favourite word only second to kill. "How-how much gold is there?" he was suddenly very interested in these new colonies. "Um… quite a lot I guess? But that doesn't really matter does it? Berwald asked. He knew his brother loved gold and all but surely he wouldn't hurt his new friends to get what belongs to them… would he?
"No-no I was… just interested in their uh, economy? Can you take me there tomorrow actually? I changed my mind. It would be nice to see the place a bit I suppose…" Matthias started, but in his mind he was already planning the best way to extract all he could from this new-found treasure. "Of course! Though I have to warn you, it's really, really warm there so don't pack any extra coats and such. Oh, and they speak this weird language called 'Latin'. I learnt a bit myself so… hey… y-you are listening, right?" Berwald asked before a horrible thought entered his mind. He grabbed Matthias's arm and looked at him worriedly. "Ma-Matthias… you're not… you're not going to… hurt them, are you?
Matthias looked down at him expressionlessly, ruffled his hair and just said, "go back to sleep Ber, we'll talk about this again in the morning." He then turned away, trying to free his arm from the tightening grip of Berwald. "NO!" He said, getting more and more worried and upset. What had he done! "Matt, you-you can't hurt them! You can't steal from them! I told you about Heracles and his mum so that you could see how exotic this world is! So that you won't destroy everything just to get some stupid metal! You can't Matthias, you can't!"
"Ber," he said, struggling to free his arm, "Ber, go back to sleep! You said you were tired! One more thing," he knelt down and looked at his brother's tear stained face. "After this trip, I don't want you ever leaving this place without me ever again. Got it? It's not safe and you're still too young to be able to protect yourself. These people, they don't always turn out to be the way you think they are… take this purple-eyed guy for example. Knowing you, you probably just went there to trade or whatever and what did you get? Hurt, that's all." He hugged the tiny country who was now struggling to get away from him. "I don't want you hurt Ber."
"And yet you'd love to hurt the people I care about!" Berwald exploded, as he pushed himself away from Matthias's embrace.
"Oh come on little Berry, you couldn't have known these people for more than a week or so!" Matthias tried reasoning. Berwald looked down. "6 months, 3 weeks and 4 days. And don't call me that, I'm not a kid anymore." He whispered as the Dane's expression darkened slightly.
"You've been lying to me for nearly 7 months!? I-I thought you told me everything!" he exclaimed. The Dane was clearly hurt. Although he called Berwald his little brother, he had looked after him like a father would to his son. But Ber wasn't taking blame. "You never asked. Every time I tried telling you or Lukas, you'd always interrupt me with talks of how well you killed everyone and stole their gold. I did try to tell you, but you never listen!" he protested and added, "And as for not being able to take care of myself, I've had enough training to do just that. "So," Matthias darkly started, "you can take care of yourself, huh?"
"Yes I-"Ber was cut short as Matthias grabbed him, spun him around and pulled a knife at his throat. "The enemy has you in this position," he said, as Ber began to struggle, his eyes wide with anger and fear. "What do you do?" Quick as a flash, Ber grabbed a hunting dagger that Matthias always had around his waist in a belt and cut the hand holding him enough so that a bit of blood was drawn. He was immediately set free as his captor cried out from surprise more than anything else.
Ber's eyes shone triumphantly as he said "I CAN take care of myself! And I'll warn Heracles not to let you in his kingdom!" With that, he ran off fast and blindly. He had to get away from the camp, from Denmark, from Matthias. "Berwald! Come back!" a voice cried faintly from the distance, but he didn't hear it. All he heard was his feet running and his loud heart drumming in his chest.
After a while, exhaustion forced him to stop and take deep breaths. He looked around to try and get a sense of direction. Trees and bushes were everywhere but he knew the route inside out. He also knew that he didn't have much time. Matthias could be running after him right this minute and he had to warn Heracles.
So he walked on, fast at certain points then slower. As he did, Ber kept thinking of what he would have to do next. Naturally Heracles wouldn't let him stay after he finds out how he had unintentionally betrayed him. There was no way he could go back, he'd never see the light of day! Not to mention how out of control Matthias would be in rage. He supposed he could go back to the place where he met the boy who tried to stab him. He looked around his 'age' and didn't look really menacing or anything, just a little scared. And he had such nice purple eyes.
After a log walk that took a few days, he finally reached the outskirts of his destination. Tired but glad, Berwald began sprinting but stopped the moment he heard a very familiar voice speak….
A.N: so... first chapter done! i might upload chapter 2 today as well or maybe do it weekly... i dont know...
