Cantarella: A type poison used on someone to make their pulse rate undetectable claiming them dead. The effects last about fours hours or until the victim has awaken.
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He laid sprawled out on the ground. He had been carelessly thrown inside his chamber. They had every right to! This criminal was a serious offence! If they had a choice they would of had just killed this mad man alive!
"Die and rot in hell you disgusting fool" the footsteps descended before a loud banging of a door silenced the tiny room.
He could taste iron in his mouth and his heart was pounding rather loudly in his ears. Where was he? He tried to sat up but his head swirled and he fell back with a thud. "Gah!" All he could see was darkness all around him, nothing but darkness. What had happened to him was the question. He was having a hard time remembering.
You should be ashamed of yourself said a voice as venom seeped through.
What kind of story is this to tell a child. Killing of another?
"Shut up its my life" he groaned, it hurt to talk. That's right Lovino had stabbed the prince, but then what happened after that? Did he black out?
One that you just ruined. The voice sounded disgusted.
"Then why didn't you stop me?" he then asked.
I can only control what is around you not your actions. He rolled his eyes "yea whatever". Ouch It even hurt to do something as simple as that. His eyes slowly scanned the place. The walls were rock gray, the ground felt hard and cold, also a bed laid in the far corner of the tiny room. The only light that casted the room was the small window frame. He turned and staring at Lovino right dead on in the face was iron bars. He was locked up in a cell. Great.
The events replaying in his head as he smiled!!
Lovino knew what he did was wrong and he was going to pay for it sooner or later with his own life, but what did it matter? They didn't care about him. They would probably just leave him here to die. "haha, how pathetic" he chuckled. As he slowly began standing up ignoring the searing pain that throbbed from his head all the way down into his toes.
You know there is seven steps of grief?
"Hm?"
Yup, denial or shock which either one, guilt, anger, depression, upward turn, reconstruction of life, and acceptance.
"What does this have to do with me?" Lovino had made his way over to the bed, slowly trying to get on.
A lot, your at the stage first, face it Lovino your in shock soon your going to feel guilt creeping up on you and slapping right in the face as you should be!
"You know why I did it" Lovino growled.
But there was another way around it and you know it!
"I did it Feliciano you got that?" What did it matter? There was no point in arguing. Lovino had made it to the bed at this point and slowly rested his head on the cold hard thing for a pillow and he drifting off to sleep.
He awoke with a startle as heavy metal (possibly a door) was forced open and slammed with a huge bang. Angry shouts and heavy foots steps headed towards Lovino's way and he sat up waiting for the harsh screams and threats coming his way.
"I'll wring his neck and make him beg for forgiveness!!" shouted a voice. It was really unnecessary after all the place was too small to be yelling like that. It would only echo.
"Calm down there's always two sides to each story" said another voice apparently trying to calm the other.
"Killing our prince has two sides of a story!?" the footsteps stopped and Lovino could imagine the loud man looking at the other incredulously "Unbelievable!" he roared as the footsteps continued, but much faster this time. Finally Lovino could make out the features of the men as they closed on in outside of the cell. He sighed he might as well just take it all in. Slowly but steadily Lovino stood up and made his way to the cell's bars and waited.
"You!" roared a slivered haired man as he threw himself at the bar's gripping them tight until his knuckles turned white. "I'm going to kill you and pay back for what you did to the prince!" Talk about personal space.
"Gilbert, now wait just a minute give him a chance to speak"
"Fuck off Francis" Gilbert glared and refused to take his eyes off the brown haired male sitting in front of him.
"Now listen you little prick tell me why you decided to kill the prince or I'll by Old Fritz I'll decapitate you right here" He lashed out his sword and pointed it directly under Lovino's chin, meaning business.
"Gilbert the prince isn't dead we don't know that yet" Francis put a tight grip on the sword refusing to let his friend spill any blood on the floor.
"Are you blind!? Did you see what this little prick did to him? He may not even wake up from his wounds"
Lovino rolled his eyes "It's not like I stabbed him that hard"
The bickering men slowly turned their gazes to the culprit in front of them.
"What. Did. You. Say?" Gilbert's tone of voice was hard and lethal.
"You heard me.." he paused "what your ears are not clean?" just as he said that Lovino took a small step to the side as Gilbert's sword came flying his way.
"Gilbert!" scold Francis as he gave Lovino a cold stare. "Control yourself!"
"You cold-hearted bastard! Where the hell are those fucking keys! So that I can kick his ass!" Gilbert threw himself from the bars and stormed off before slamming the door with so much force it shook the voice.
one minute two, three, four, five minutes have passed and still nothing.
Francis broke the silence sighing dramatically before slumping down onto the cold ground and said "I will listen to your side of the story If you'll like"
Lovino, who was still staring at the door, turned so that now he was looking at Francis. He stepped back and he too sat on the ground, sitting opposite from him.
"There is no story to tell" he replied rather coolly.
Francis smiled and then nodded "So your the famous Lovi that our dear prince's has been bragging about I presume?"
Lovino's heart stopped "Its Lovino not Lovi and there is nothing to talk about. I did what I did and don't regret anything" Just hearing that nickname sent a blow to the heart. Almost like- No it didn't matter the love he had for the prince was long gone now.
Francis put a finger to his chin and thought carefully "can I ask why you did it?"
Lovino narrowed his eyes and slowly shook his head.
"Then can I ask why Ludwig's body was doing laying in the prince's room?"
Lovino shrugged his shoulders "Maybe he drugged himself"
Francis smirked, "well I doubt that my friend I have known Ludwig for quite sometime although Gilbert's known him longer then I have, but he never seemed like the type of man to do such a thing" he began floating off in wonder before turning his attention back to Lovino "so let me get this straight you were there, at the the ball I mean"
Lovino rolled his eyes refusing to give an answer.
"Posing as your younger brother correct? Then you spent the night with the prince and ended up falling in love with him" Francis sighed dramatically at this. It was more girlie then ever "then come to find out you noticed your real brother and father at the ball ran from there. And then the next day the prince misinterpreted your brother for you, proposed to your brother, and then you were raging with jealously and then stabbed our prince" he paused and waited for an answer.
Where the hell did he hear that story? Roderich maybe...of course he should of had known.
"That sounds just about right" Lovino proudly announced he decided to play along it was all he had left. He knew he was probably never going to see the bright day ever again.
Francis sighed, sadly, this time "and why did you poison Ludwig"
Again Lovino found no reason to lie anymore. "Well because he's always around and If I knocked him out the prince would be easier to kill of course." Lovino feigned a chuckle.
Francis kept his cool apparently thinking he was the only one left that had any sanity left. "and your brother is crying over his body why?"
"They were childhood friends" that one wasn't a lie. Feliciano and Ludwig were indeed childhood friends, but Ludwig had moved away. Lovino didn't know when he came back. All he knew was that his brother had began sneaking out of the house to visit his old friend and from there something had blossomed between the two. He shuddered at the thought. He really did not prefer to think about his brother's love life at the moment.
Francis leaned in closer "you know you don't strike me as a crazy man, temperamental yes, but not crazy though" he paused as he began standing up and stretched his limbs "jealously does make someone go mad"
Lovino nodded.
"Alright, I'm finished talking" Francis made his way over to the door before thinking something over and said, "you know Lovino we will be taking legal actions for your crime If the prince happens to die."
Lovino again nodded flashing his teeth this time "yes I know"
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Ah, what time of day was it? How many hours, days, weeks, has it been? Where was he? He saw nothing but darkness although there must of had been something going on in the outside world of the darkness because he had been hearing multiple things but has not been able to respond to any of it. Although he was able to catch on a few things.
"Death Sentence"
"He's sleeping"
"Wake up please!"
''Cantarella''
"Poisoned?"
"wake up!"
"Next week at noon"
He heard them all, but again he was still unable to respond. His body didn't seem to function, but his brain still worked. He felt a clammy hand in his. Good at least his senses worked but his body still remained froze. He heard a soft mummer of prayers before the person finally spoke. The prayer had been long and mournful.
"L-Ludwig" the voice broke before the person broke out into soft sobs. The person sounded choked up like they had been crying for a very long time.
He heard the person sigh apparently trying again to speak. Ludwig? Who was that? Was that him? It must of been because when that person said his name his hand was squeezed gently. But who was this person holding his hand? A face flashed behind his closed eyes. Ah, he was very beautiful but the person was crying? No, that sad face didn't belong there it should of have been replaced with a smile and laughter. Who was that person again? His head was a bit fuzzy but he could feel the clouds in his head becoming a bit clearer.
"I-It's F-Feliciano, please wake up. I miss you I know your not dead even If the doctor says you are!" the boy broke out into a hysterical cry. "No your not dead! I can still feel you in there!"
Ludwig felt weight on his chest and then something wet seeping through his shirt. The boy was crying and Ludwig wanted nothing more then to hold him.
"They are already planning your funeral and they might do the prince's to! He's not waking up. He is in some sort of deep slumber!" the boy paused "Father got what he wanted and this kingdom is done for" he paused again and began crying once again "Lovino i-is being put up to the gallows! Oh! Ludwig please wake up! We can't let that happen!"
Apparently that had been to much and someone came in "alright times up" said a booming voice.
Feliciano clung harder "no!"
"Come on"
Ludwig felt nails being dug into his flesh as the boy clung onto his dear life "no! Ah! Ludwig please help me!!" If only he could sprint up from the oblivious darkness he was in and save the crying boy from the clutches of evil. But he couldn't no matter how hard he tried to climb towards the light, the darkness would just take hold on him and gulp him up once again.
He could hear the sound of a dragging body before the door was slammed shut and the cry went down the hall until it could be heard no more.
As the boy crying out his name until it was gone. Ludwig's hand twitched slightly.
To be Continued......
A/N:Hyperventilates ahh!! the talent show is tomorrow and I'm sooo happy! Can't wait ! Wish me luck!! Anywaysss now that, that is out of my system. First off about the Cantarella thing. COME ON!! XD I thought you Vocaloid fans would catch on!~ If you haven't watched the amv by Miku and Kaito singing Cantarella go watch it now!~ (really) Also I wanted to ask any of you. I need an idea for the next chapter I'm completely brain-dead! My brain refuses to work! So I'm leaving it up to you guys! What kind of ending (Its not going to end in the next chapter just so you know whatever you guys suggests for the next chapter helps me with an idea for an ending) do you prefer a cheesy one, tragedy, cliffhanger=sequel, wired. Its up to you guys to choose! I had an idea, but it flew right out the window!! *opens windows* Come back please!
Until Next Time Folks!
