Hey peoples of pure and total awesomeness, this is your total rule- I MEAN awesome authoress Vira! Now there's a few things I wanna note about the last chapter, mainly at the end. Firstly that Marko Venevias and Zelger Demitres are the OCs of an extremely close friend of mine known as TatOneVodkaBottle. Vi is the extremely twisted variant of myself, so much that she's just not even me anymore. No bitching. ALSO! The cover for this story is one that I made myself. That is Romano by the way, if you couldn't tell. It's on my DeviantART page it you wanna look at the whole thing - ViraLayton. DeviantART. com. Just with out spaces~
NOW I SHUT UP NOW.
And ELEMENTAL continues…
Now!
The Previous Day.
o-0-o
Gilbert nudged Antonio, the Spaniard's face shoved up against the cage bars. He snored quietly, the Prussian sighing and scratching more words into the cage's top. How long was it? Three days? He couldn't see the world outside so he couldn't tell. As he scratched the final word into the top he sighed, laying back a bit more onto Toni and closing his eyes. Someone reached through the bars and touched his shoulder. He opened a crimson eye and looked at them.
Bella looked at him, worry in her eyes. "Are you alright?"
Gilbert sighed upsetly, wiping his tired eyes. "No. I'm worried. I'm in pain. I'm tired. I wanna go home."
The Belgian girl gently squeezed his shoulder, "I do too. Aden hasn't woken up since we were thrown in here, and I-I'm starting to get worried…" She turned her glance to her older brother and sighed, breaking a large piece of his German heart. He gently squeezed her hand, sighing and sitting up off of Antonio. The Spaniard grumbled something and opened an eye, stretching as far as he could in the small cage. He locked eyes with Gilbert who promptly switched places with Antonio. Bella's green eyes looked at Antonio, who's face had straight red marks on it from where his face was pressed into the cage bars. Bella sighed, adjusting her position and facing away from him now. The Spaniard sighed as Gilbert dosed off to sleep.
He looked around again and noted the handle on the door being pulled on, it then finally swinging open and A dark voice laughed, opening the door and throwing two more cages into the back, one empty and the other containing two small males. Bella's eyes widened and she pushed herself against the bars, pulling the new cage over next to her. Antonio sighed, running a numb hand through his hair and looking at the newly written scratches in the top of the cage. He sighed, popping his knuckles as one man let out a lowly groan. He started to sit up and slammed his head into the top.
"Ouch!" He exclaimed, rubbing the back of his blonde head. He pouted and looked around, his violet eyes widening as he realized where he was. "Wh-Where are we?!"
Bella rested her hand on his shoulder in an attempt to calm him down.
Antonio looked at the poor man, "Are you alright amigo?" He murmured with a calmness in his Spanish accented voice. The new blonde took a few deep breaths, pulling his thoughts together and looking at the both of them.
"W-Who're you?" He asked, Toni noticing his quiet accent, possibly northern European.
"I'm Antonio, and she's Bella." The Spaniard answered. "What's your name, amigo?"
The blonde sniffed, holding back tears, "I-I'm Tino Väinämöinen H-He's Emil Bondevik."
"Gesundheit." Gilbert muttered sleepily. Antonio shot him a look and returned his gaze to Tino.
"Would you mind telling us what happened?" Bella said calmingly, her green eyes glowing and flickering in a calming way, as though a candle would do.
Tino took a deep breath, "I-I'm not sure… W-We were all just having some f-fun and this creep R-Ruby came up a-and attacked us! A-and next thing I remember I woke up in this cage with Emil a-and thrown in here!" He bit his lip hard and held back tears. "I-I want Berwald…"
Bella looked down, gently squeezing his shoulder, "I know how you feel, honey…"
She pulled her arm back into her cage and curled up, casting a nervous glance at her still sleeping brother before drifting off into the depths of the dream realm herself. Tino hiccupped, obviously upset to Antonio, The Spaniard gently nudging the Finnish man. He looked at Toni, the same look reflecting in the others eyes. The feeling of being utterly and completely unable to do anything and not being able to see the ones you love. Tino's eyes teared up and quietly he started to cry, tightly holding onto Antonio's outstretched hand. Antonio sighed, looking down and mixing the shadows around with the light from his wings, a silvery substance made from the mixing of darkness and light. Tino watched him, the mixing of the shades seeming to calm him down ever so slightly. The Finnish man's eyes slipped shut yet again and he too fell asleep like the rest. Antonio looked down at the floor, the numbing silence echoing like bees in his ears.
He didn't like it. It felt like the way things were last year, sitting in the living room with a beaten Feliciano and Lovino and Matthew carefully tending to their wounds. When the silence got to overwhelming, one of tem would sing a song in their language, quietly breaking the silence. He wasn't sure that it would help in this situation though; it might just make it worse. The normally cheerful Spaniard looked down, pulling at his curly chocolate hair. He closed his eyes, picturing the ten of them finally being reunited as friends. Maybe with a few emotions hurt, but together nonetheless. Eventually this image faded and Antonio was succumbed to the nightmare sure to come.
The Next Night
0-o-0
Lovino looked around the darkened school, latched tightly onto Matthew's free arm. The Canadian waved around a small battery powered flashlight, investigating the hallway where Vi and Marko disappeared. He stopped at the Serbian's locker, opening it and waving the flashlight inside. Lovino looked over Matthew's shoulder inside it. Inside the small locker rested a empty satchel, a few books, binders, and blueprints, and on the inside of the door were two pictures- one drawn and the other an actual photograph. The drawn one was of who Lovino assumed was Marko, the picture signed 'My terrible attempt at drawing you, sorry bro! -Vi.'
The actual photograph was of four people. The girl named Vi had Marko in a head lock while on either side of them there was someone different. One had sandy blonde-orange hair kind of cut like Kiku's and the other looked like a taller and brown eyed exact copy of Marko. Matthew held the flashlight in his teeth and flipped the picture over. The back read 'Zelger, Me, Vi, and Vlad, fifteenth birthday'in sloppy handwriting. Matthew sighed and put the picture in his pocket, just in case he even needed to make a visual reference to someone. Lovino looked around nervously and blew some smoke out his nose. Matthew sneezed and shut Marko's locker, shooting Lovino a look that just got more smoke blown into his face. The Canadian man sighed and started to head down the hall when his flashlight caught someone standing a few feet away from them. Lovino let out a manly, high pitched scream and hid behind Matthew, speaking rapidly in Italian. The man in the light covered his eyes, yelling at Matthew in some funny language.
The Canadian shut off the light as the stranger walked over to them. As their eyes adjusted to the darkness they could make out pieces of the man, such as a long red jacket that fell to his knees, a pair of dark knee high uniform boots and hands stuffed deep into his pockets. His face in the dim lighting resembled that of Marko Venevias, and as he approached closer Matthew recognized him from the photograph in Marko's locker. "Are you Zelger?" He asked.
The other man nodded, stepping closer to them. He removed his hands from his pockets, "Are you two trying to find Marko and Vi?" He asked, the same accent as Marko piercing his assertive words.
"We are, bastard, wh-what's it to you?" Lovino shot back. Zelger took a step closer and then got on his knees. Matthew and Lovino exchanged a glance.
And then Zelger started begging, "Please you have to find my older brother as fast as possible! I-I know he's not the greatest person in the world, hell he's too much of an introvert to me, but he's still my twin! Let me help you, please! I just want them found!"
Matthew and Lovino exchanged another glance and the latter sighed, "Fine, fine! Just get the hell up off your damn knees, bastard…" He cursed.
Zelger got up, brushing dirt off his jacket. He cleared his throat and looked at them, "Sorry about that… But if its possible I'd like to tag along. I want to see my brother and his only friend alive…" he said, rubbing the back of his head.
Matthew nodded, "As long as we can do what we want to as far as investigation goes, then I don't see why not."
Zelger nodded, his voice more confident now, "Thank you, so much. I'm Zelger Demitres, Marko's younger twin."
Matthew nodded, "I'm Matthew Williams and this is Lovino Vargas."
"I figured that much…" He said sadly.
"What the hell do you mean by that?" Lovino barked.
Zelger gave him a funny look, "You haven't heard? The person who took my brother and his friend left you two a nice lovely note on the wall in the men's bathroom."
Matthew's eyes went wide while Lovino growled, static electricity leapt off his skin. He yanked the flashlight away from Matthew and flicked it on, dragging the Canadian behind him. Zelger ran after them. As he marched into the bathroom, the lights came on automatically and Matthew gagged at the rancid smell. Lovino bit his lip hard and forced himself to look at the wall. A red lettering was written neatly on the wall, despite the drip marks coming from them. Lovino read it aloud, "D-Dear Matthew W. and Lovino V. I-I was pleased to make y-your acquaintance th-that one day a-and want to r-return the f-favour. I-If you find me I'll give you th-the chance to fight me and g-get your friends back. I will collect two m-more people and keep them with me. After that, E-Every other day one will come c-closer…" His words caught in his throat. And he couldn't say the rest, but it practically screamed itself off the walls.
One will come closer, closer, and even closer to being DEAD.
Guess who's next, Lovino?
Guess, guess.
-Ruby.
Lovino turned and bolted out of the school, the lights flickering on as his energy light them. He ran out the front door and pulled at his hair. He held his hands out to his sides and spun around, thinking hard and causing the water from the lake to fly up and swirl around his legs. He jumped up and stood on it and used it to lift him up to the top of the dome where he climbed out the hole cut in the top. Once he got a hold of his surrounding he ran. He didn't look behind him to see if Matthew and Zelger were behind him. He didn't check to see if there was a car speeding down the road with its headlights off. He didn't stop running for anything. He knew exactly who was going to be next. And as much as he annoyed Lovino, Ruby was never going to get a slimy mitt in him. Because no one messes with him now. Not since everyone know who he is. Not since Lovino Vargas became the first to have all the elements in the palm of his hand.
And Ruby Kingdom wouldn't even come within 15 feet of his little brother.
0-o-0
Kiku stretched on the living room couch, sketching something quietly into his notepad while the smell of alfredo and pasta noodles wafted in from the kitchen. The young Japanese man smiled, a rare expression on his usually impassive face. From the kitchen Feliciano smiled widely, stirring both the noodles and the sauce at the same time. He was humming an old some that Romulus would sing to him and Lovino. He smiled to himself and turned the burners on the stove down low. He wiped his hands off on his apron and smiled, turning around to find Ludwig walking in the doorway.
"Luddy!" He yelled happily, throwing his arms around the large German's frame. He looked up at him expectantly, but all he saw was an upset man. "Ludwig?" he said, gently grabbing his face and making him look at him, "What's wrong?"
Ludwig sighed, "I'm just worried about Gilbert it all. Hoping my stupid brüder isn't dead yet…"
Feli pouted, hiding his face in Ludwig's chest. He murmured, "I know he's alright. If he wasn't, you would feel it and know it. But he is fine, si?"
Ludwig thought over the Italian's words and then gave him a small smile, "Ja, I guess you're right."
"Ve~ That's happy~!" He smiled and let the larger man go, turning back to his pasta and taking it and the sauce off the stove. He kept humming the old song over and over while Ludwig watched the small Italian word from his spot leaning against the counter. "Ve~ Luddy could you grab me a large bowl?" He asked, straining the pasta.
The German nodded, grabbing it off the top shelf. He heard something metallic clatter to the floor and when he turned around, found that Feliciano was gone. He knew the Italian could move pretty fast, but not fast enough to run out of the room and not be heard. "Feliciano?" He called, turning around in multiple directions. "Where did you g-" A hand clamped itself over his, catching him by surprise and causing him to drop the metal bowl he was holding. He was gone before he ever heard it fall to the floor.
Kiku's ears perked up, the small white dog from the picture he was leaping out of the page and proceeding to sit on him. The Japanese man scratched the dog behind its ears and got up, walking to the kitchen. He looked around and noticed the pasta strainer resting in the sink and the large metal bowl that was rolling around on the floor. He picked it up and set it on the counter, shutting off the stove and pulling the remaining food off. He looked around, "Feliciano? Ludwig?" He walked around the kitchen, looking for them. I swear they were in here a moment ago… He thought to himself. He walked out and around the downstairs area, calling for the both of them.
Alfred was in the dining room and stopped him, "Kiku? Something up?" He asked and was met with a quick response.
"Ludwig and Feliciano are gone. They were just in the kitchen a moment ago but… But now they're missing!" He said, the small white dog running in behind him.
As Alfred went to say something the front door slammed wide open and a very angry Italian stormed in, every curse he could think of shooting through the air. He ran over to Alfred and Kiku, his face red from exhaustion and angry, "Where…Where is he?! Feliciano?!"
Kiku paled, "L-Lovino, please calm do-"
"I'm not going to CALM DOWN!" He barked, making Kiku step back into Alfred.
The American put a hand on Kiku's shoulder and looked at Lovino, "Lovino, dude, we'll find them."
"THEM?!" He roared.
"H-Hai, your brother and L-Ludwig." Kiku whispered. Lovino let out a loud cry of anger and frustration
The Japanese man looked down as Matthew and Zelger ran in, "L-Lovino!" They yelled. Lovino let out a sharp yell in Italian and pulled at his hair, biting his lip hard enough for it to bleed. His knees gave away and Matthew swiftly picked him up. He carried the Italian to the couch and was followed worriedly by Zelger, Kiku, and Alfred. Matthew sat down and set Lovino next to him The Italian curled up while Kiku quickly pulled out his phone and messaged someone. Matthew looked at him, worry clear in his indigo eyes.
"Now what?" Lovino muttered. The three others looked at him. "He has mi fratellino…"
"He won't for long" Matthew assured him, patting him gently on the back. Lovino didn't even flinch. "We'll get everyone he has. Gilbert, Antonio, Vi, Marko, Ludwig, and your brother."
The Italians amber-green eyes met Matthew's indigo ones, "Mateo. You swear?" Matthew nodded, holding his hand out to Lovino, who promptly took it. Matthew's eyes glowed a faint white and then returned to their unchanged state. As Lovino went to ask him what that was, the Canadian responded in a strange fashion.
"I promise you, Lovino." He spoke without opening his mouth, a strange symbol of a star in a circle in his eyes. Lovino's jaw nearly sunk to the floor as the words echoes around in his head. "I'll talk to you like this whenever the situation calls for this. You can talk to me this way too and no one else should be able to hear us."
Lovino nodded, "I say we get everyone in this damn house to go and find our friends the damn Ruby bastard took."
Matthew nodded, repeating the information to Kiku, Zelger, and Alfred. His twin spoke up, "We'll go tell the others and I'll call Artie and Frenchy." He dragged Kiku upstairs with him. Zelger sat himself down in a chair and watched Matthew and Lovino. Soon everyone was gathered in the living room, including Arthur and Francis.
Ivan spoke up, "This is bad, da? This Ruby must be punished mercilessly." He popped his knuckles and summoned his iron pipe to his hands.
Yao sighed, looking at Matthew and pulling his hair down, "So, how are we going to split to try to find them, aru?" He cursed the odd verbal tick again.
Matthew looked at them and counted it up. Nine people, "How about in groups of three? Ivan, Yao and Kiku for one, Arthur, Francis and Alfred for another, and then myself, Lovino and Zelger for the final one."
Arthur nodded, "And where will we be staring?"
Matthew thought again, about to say something when Zelger spoke instead, "I think one should start here, since, um… Feliciano and Ludwig, right? Went missing here, and then one at the school to look for anything there and then one looking for the actual people." He said. Everyone looked at him, "It was only a suggestion!" he jumped, his brown eyes flickering slightly.
"Don't worry, it was a good suggestion." Francis said quietly, sneaking an arm around Arthur's waist. Arthur sighed and shot a glare at him, but nonetheless did nothing about it.
Matthew nodded in agreement, "I think Al, Francis and Arthur should search here and see if it leads anywhere. Since Lovino and I have already searched the school, Ivan, Yao, Kiku, you three should go. Lovino, Zelger and I will go see if we can't find the others." His statement was met with a response in multiple languages and he stood up. He pulled Lovino up next to him and the nine of them went their respective directions.
0-o-0
Ruby's eyes slowly opened and he let out a lowly laugh, his eyes glowing brightly in the darkness of the truck. He grabbed his axe, jumping out of the driver's seat and approached two large titanium posts shoved deep into the ground forest ground. The young Italian was blubbering in his native tongue while bound by the metal next to him the large blonde German man kept silent and had managed to get his hand to Feliciano's own. On the post next to them there was the older Serbian twin, the metal wrought all the way up his arms and next to him the younger European girl pulling at the tit wrapped around her wrists. Marko looked around, trying to find something he could use to free the four of them, but his determination was slowly sapping away. Vi had pulled at the iron hard enough that it had cut into her wrists, covering them and the metal with her blood.
Marko glanced up at Ruby, his green eyes locking onto the ruby red ones of the deranged man. Feliciano and Ludwig looked at him too. Vi, still pulling at the metal and glaring at him. The man held the axe out, changing its shape into that of a Cat-of-Nine-tails. "Good news, you freaks." He said, his voice echoing in their heads and into the ears of the truck's caged members. "You have people looking for you."
"Wh-What's the bad news?" Feli whined, grabbing tightly to Ludwig's hand.
The red haired man laughed, "I'm going to be killing you, slowly, and slowly, and slowly until the day they find you. Which will never come" He let out an insane sounding laugh and flicked his whip. Vi's eyes glazed over and she started to cry and scream. "What's wrong, Miss Virixtansa?"
She started crying, "N-Not to him! H-He won't be able to handle it!"
"And I suppose you can?" He purred, grabbing her face and twisting it sharply to look at him. She bit her lip hard, the glaze over her eyes gone now. She nodded and the metal released her. Ruby spun her around, the titanium then re wrapping around her wrists. Feliciano whines, hiding his face the best he could and Ludwig shut his eyes. Marko yelled in an obscure language as Ruby put one hand on the European's back, the other raising the whip above his head.
From inside the van, Antonio cringed when the young girl's scream pierced the air. Gilbert covered his ears as best he could, but nothing could block out the sounds that pierced the night air. Bella bit her lip hard, reaching through the cage bars to squeeze Tino's shoulder. The Finnish man was crying, curled up in a ball. He cried as loud as he could, blocking most of the terrible sounds they all heard from outside. And no one moved. Not one inch. The only movement was the wind pushing at the van's sides and the events occurring outside. Gilbert shut his eyes as tight as he could. Antonio bit his lip hard enough to break skin and feel the iron laced liquid on his tongue. Tino kept crying. Emil and Aden were still asleep.
And the screaming was the only song to be sung that night.
Hello my pretties! So this concluded this chapter of ELEMENTAL~! I'd appreciate to hear your feedback and because I rarely re-read my chapters tell me any issues that need to be fixed (Last chapter I almost said that Marko silently shit his locker instead of shut XD)
And here's a new ability of a character!
Luxus, Virixtansa
7, Psychometry.
That's the ability to relate details about the past or future condition of an object or location, usually by being in close contact with it
So she could see who was going to be beat because she saw the whip. It was actually going to be Feli for anyone who cares.
Any ability suggestions for characters who haven't made an appearance? Or have an idea of what may happen later in the story that I might be able to use? Or just wanna say how awesome this story is? Just Review or PM me~!
Thanks for reading, and stay tuned for the next chapter!
~ViraLayton
