I was actually going to ditch this story, but thanks to a special request by Caramel-Buns I will try to regularly update this story! Plus, I'm getting more into it so it will probably be bit longer than I originally intended! Which means, yay, more chapters! I hope you enjoy!
Being an incredibly clumsy person, and sneaking out in the dead of the night with a light sleeper for a brother is not the best idea, but Gilbert did it anyways. He had a feeling that whoever Ivan was, he was someone that the albino shouldn't cross. The soft violet orbs haunted him ever since the man had disappeared suddenly in the bar. It was as if he had never even been there and it was all Gilbert's imagination, but the note in his pocket said differently. A small thump resonated around the room and he cursed softly to himself, grabbing his knee and silently hopping around. He had hit it on the windowsill as he was sliding out. Ludwig shifted in his sleep, eyes fluttering open for a second before falling shut again.
Gilbert let out a long breath and swung down the ladder, landing with a soft thud on the ground and taking off through the deserted streets. Past midnight no one ever dared to leave their homes. The Law Enforcement patrolled all throughout the night, looking for anyone who might be trying to go out past the walls. Of course, no one was ever stupid enough to want to, so their job was pretty easy and simple. Walk in circles all night, don't get too drunk, and try not to whistle too loud or you get complaints. He slipped into an alleyway as a man in uniform walked passed him, humming softly to himself. Once the man had passed, the albino pushed off the brick siding and ran towards the left side of the village.
It wasn't far, just a quick jog, but it was beyond nerve wracking. He came to the edge of the woods and stared into it's dark depths that threatened to swallow him whole. The tree branches reached out for him, beckoning him to come inside and lose himself in them. Gilbert took a hesitant step forwards, but he lost his confidence and turned to back up. His back hit a warm, solid object and an electric shock of fear jolted through his body as he spun around to face a surprised Law Enforcement officer. The man's emerald gaze was harsh and calculating, and he was staring right at Gilbert.
"What do you think you're doing? No one is supposed to be out on the streets at these hours! You will have to come with me and I swear if you try to run, I will shoot you." It took Gilbert a moment to recognize the shorter man, taking in his whole appearance. He wore a forest green uniform and his honey blond hair framed his face in an almost bob hairstyle. He was the cranky Law Enforcement officer that had shot at people before, Basch Zwingli.
"I-I'm sorry, I passed out at a bar and my friends must have left me there..." Gilbert's voice trailed off when Basch scowled at him, his small hand gripping his shoulder harshly.
"You think I'm going to believe that bull shit? You're coming with me kid." The albino didn't exactly plan what happened next, but then again he hardly ever planned anything he did. He twisted free of the officers grasp, running straight into the woods, following a winding trail that only he could see. In other words, he was running blindly and just trying his best not to run into any trees. Basch bolted after him, crashing through the woods and screaming loudly that he needed help. The whole village would be awoken because of him, and Ludwig would wake to find that his idiot older brother had disappeared. There was no way Gilbert could go back home now, not once Basch had seen his face, and his face was pretty recognizable.
Snarls and loud barks filled the night, the unmistakable sound of dogs on a hunt coming from all sides. The albino cried out as sharp teeth buried into his right arm, but he just kicked the dog away. Gilbert flew through the underbrush, tree branches and thorns alike came up and tore at his body and clothes. The hounds were getting closer and would probably surround him any second now. Worst of all, he could see the wall looming just yards away from him. Once he hit the wall he would be trapped with nowhere to go, no matter how fast he ran. A hand clamped over his mouth and a strong arm ripped up his shirt, flinging him up into a tree.
"Be quiet and do not make any sudden movements. Keep your hand over your arm, we do not need blood dripping down and alerting them that we are hidden up here, got it?" Ivan snarled into his ear, holding his body close to his chest. Gilbert placed a numb hand on his bleeding arm and tried to disappear into the other mans embrace, trembling like the leaves that danced in the wind around him.
The shouts of the officers below them grew louder until they stood directly under their feet, frowning and talking in hushed angered voices. "He can't leave the walls. If he finds a way outside then everything that we worked for since his birth will be for nothing! Find him before sunrise, before it's too late." They all vanished one by one, hunting Gilbert down.
"What do they mean? Ivan, what's going on? What are they talking about, I'm just a normal pers-" Ivan placed a gloved hand back over Gilbert's mouth and slowly helped him out of the tree. The sunlight was starting to peak over the walls, bathing the world in it's warmth. He would usually be sitting on his roof by now, taking in the sounds of the early morning and just enjoying the peace before the village woke up and began a new day. It was almost the same every waking moment of their lives, get up, get ready, do their jobs, make small talk, maybe head to the bar before curfew and then return home. Never once had Gilbert ever thought to break those unspoken rules. Never do something out of the ordinary.
"Come on, we have to get you out of here, follow me and stay quiet." For such a large man, Ivan was surprisingly gentle as he lead him through the dense growth, even picking him up a few times to get him over particularly high bushes. They stopped a lot, hiding back in the trees as the officers continued to hunt for him, but Ivan was good at vanishing from sight. They finally reached the outer ring of the woods, coming to a small, clear opening. There was no way anyone could have found it unless they knew exactly where to look for it.
"Watch for anyone or anything that seems suspicious, alright?" Gilbert nodded and turned back to face the woods, keeping his hand clamped tightly on his arm. No matter how hard he tried to stop it the blood continued to drip down his pale skin and onto the ground below, coloring the green grass a dark crimson. "Come on Gilbert, lets go." The albino whipped around and his jaw dropped. What had once been solid wall was now a stone door that was swung open wide. The sun was brighter on the other side, filtering in and igniting the colors around him so they were more intense. "Let me show you my world, the real world." Ivan took his hand and gently guided him through the hole in the wall, shutting the door behind them with a soft thud.
"Welcome, to beyond the walls."
Sorry it's so short, but I really wanted to end it here because the next chapter will hopefully go more in depth about everything! I hope you liked it and thanks again to Caramel-Buns because I was about to delete this story!