Title: Not All Treasure Is Silver And Gold
Rating: T
Beta: TheophilaDonohoe
Warnings: Again, there will be yaoi. Language.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Hetalia characters or anything from Pirates of the Caribbean.
Summary: Taught to despise pirates all his life, how will Alfred cope when he is captured by one Arthur Kirkland, the pirate captain with a curse that only Alfred has the key to breaking?
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Feliciano whimpered slightly.
He had never been one for fights, despite being a pirate and captain of The Flying Dutchman. He had Ludwig for anything involving violence, much preferring to surrender or retreat himself. But this time, he couldn't run. He had no where to go.
His inability to go on land had never been a problem before now. He had never really had any reason to do so. But with his being cornered on the deck of his own ship by a strange woman with long silver hair, it had become rather a large one.
He felt like he was going to cry.
"I surrender!" he squealed, eyes wide in fear. "Just don't hurt my face! It took me forever to get my nose to look like this again!"
The woman sneered. This was the man her brother wanted? The man who had given him so much trouble? She almost didn't believe it. How could this moron possibly get away from Ivan?
"You are truly pathetic," she told him, causing him to choke slightly at the disgust in her voice. "But my brother needs you, and he does need you alive."
Feliciano perked up at this. "Alive? You will spare me?"
Natalia's hand shot out quickly, wrapping her fingers tightly around his wrists and pulling him close. His face only inches from her own, she growled coldly.
"Not spare you, keep you. My brother wishes to see you, and when I bring you to him, he will make me his wife."
Feliciano looked up at her in confusion. "His wife? But if he's your fratello then why would you want to marry him?"
Opening her mouth to reply, she was cut off by a shout from the trees. Looking round, her eyes narrowed as she spotted a large group of men surging out of the forest. Time was up.
"Ludwig!" Feliciano cried out, before letting out a breath of air as Natalia dropped his wrist and he landed, bottom first, on deck. Natalia herself was racing towards the group, flipping off The Dutchman and diving into the water before swimming quickly to shore. When she reached it she rushed forwards again, loosing none of her momentum despite being dripping with sea water.
Spotting Arthur she sped up, hurrying in his direction with her dagger in one hand and her eyes fixed on the chain around his neck. He saw her coming, bracing for a fight. He didn't expect her to flip herself over the top of his head, her free hand coming up to push against his chest and at the same time grab hold of the gold chain of the medallion. Ripping it from his neck, she pulled him backwards, where he landed hard on the sand of the beach.
Alfred, seeing that Arthur was down, began to chase after her but only got a couple of steps before he was stopped by a sharp pain in his stomach. He coughed slightly before looking down, scared of what he might see and he had a right to be scared for, embedded into his abdomen was a dagger. He let out a short laugh before falling to his knees and onto his side, blood staining the once white sand.
Natalia carried on, making her way into the forest. She had one part of what her brother needed. He would be proud of her, at least for this. She was also quite thankful she had anchored her ship on the other side of the island. Her men would keep her enemies occupied while she got a good head start to her brother.
Lovino had watched all this with a sneer, before running over to where the two blondes where on the floor. Arthur was slowly making his way to his feet, slightly dazed and out of breath. When he spotted Lovino, his eyes came into focus.
"Where did she go?" he asked, grounding the words out. "I'll make her pay for stealing my medallion and knocking me to the floor."
Lovino shook his head. There was no time for this.
"No, I will go after her. You need to take care of the bastard."
Arthur's eyes narrowed. "What? You think I'm just going to stay here?"
"Si. Because if you don't then Alfred will probably fucking die, bastardo!"
The blonde froze before looking quickly around, spotting Alfred and the large pool of blood quickly. After Arthur had gone to Alfred, Lovino set off after Natalia. He dove through the trees quickly, somehow managing to cut her off in a clearing, one side of it supporting and old abandoned mill.
"Give the fucking medallion back, bitch!" he growled at her, before lunging at her. She drew her sword, having thrown her knife into Alfred, and only just managed to block the Italian's first strike.
"Maybe I will get both parts of what big brother wanted after all," she said coolly, flicking his sword aside before swinging it forwards so that they clashed again.
"Like fuck you will!"
They clashed again and again, making their way slowly up to the roof of the building as they slashed, spun and jumped.Lovino could feel himself being pushed further and further backwards.
"The hell?" was Lovino's exclamation as his sword was flung from his hand. His hissed an expletive before taking a step backwards. It was only then that he spotted the medallion chain wrapped loosely round her hand, her fingers curled around something that he assumed was the medallion itself. But how to get it from her? Strangely, the distraction came in the form of a large, blonde German.
"Lay down your sword Miss," Ludwig ordered in his deep voice. Natalia turned her head slightly, not taking her sword from Lovino even as Ludwig's own poked at her back. Taking the opportunity, the Italian darted forwards; dodging the sword before grabbing the medallion from Natalia's hand and diving off the roof, doing a rolly polly before flipping from the gutter and onto the grassy earth below.
As Natalia went to go after him, Ludwig pulled her back, switching their positions so that he was between her and Lovino. Her eyes narrowed and she lunged at him. He parried, and the fight was on again.
Brushing himself off, Lovino grabbed his sword and placed it back into its sheath. He then tied the chain temporarily before slipping it over his head. He then looked up, taking in the sight of Ludwig and Natalia fighting on the roof, slowly inching back towards the large wooden wheel at the back of the mill.
He smirked in glee. Serves that potato bastard right.
Wandering away, he was so pleased with himself, he didn't notice where he was going and soon ended up face first in an empty grave. Spitting out mud, he groaned slightly before popping his head up out of the hole. He sighed before stiffening as he heard a sudden rumbling. It grew louder and louder before it was right behind him.
"Oh shit…" he cursed before he was swallowed up by the wood of the wheel that had just rolled over the grave he had been in. he was thrust upwards, his front end on the inside of the wheel and his legs waving around in the air. He was lucky it had landed on the soft wooden panel in between the hard oak supports.
Lovino wriggled his nose as he felt the medallion falling free of his shirt and, as he went over and upside-down it dropped from around his neck and got caught on a metal nail sticking out of the wood. When the wheel had turned over fully, his feet hit the ground and he was propelled into the wheel itself, forced to run like a hamster. He did not squeal, not at all.
He ducked sharply under a metal pole that kept the wheel together before looking around for the medallion. Spotting it still caught on the nail, his eyes lit up in relief. Unfortunately, he was so distracted by the medallion he didn't notice the other metal bar that came swiftly upon him. He ran into it, his head smacking against the iron and knocking him over, causing him to fall sideways onto the muddy ground of the forest.
Groaning he sat up, watching hazily as the two fighting on top of the wheel kept it moving forwards. Shaking himself, he blinked before scrambling to his feet and racing after them.
"Oh no. You are not getting away from me that easily!"
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"Mon dieu!" Francis exclaimed as he finished of another of the attacking crew. Looking round he could see that the entire beach was stained red with blood. Antonio was somewhere off to his left, his axe swinging through the enemy men like butter.
Really, they hadn't been there long, but so much had happened in such little time. Matthew was holding his own, standing back to back with Roderich. It wouldn't take long before those of the immortal crews finally finished off all of the others. But he knew that, for some, it was already too late.
Arthur had not moved from Alfred's side and, for the most part, they had been left alone. But Francis knew the boy had bled an awful lot. There was a distinct, very real possibility that he wouldn't make it. It wasn't something Francis wanted to think about, but the thought wouldn't leave him alone. His captain had finally been happy, and Alfred was such a nice boy…it would be the epitome of unfairness.
But life wasn't fair, that he knew, and he worried for the boy.
"Francis!" came a cry from the left. The Frenchman turned to see Antonio running up to him, worry creasing his brow. "Where's Lovi?"
Francis frowned slightly. "Last time I saw him he was over with Arthur and Alfred."
"But he isn't there now! So where did he go? He could be dead or-"
"Calm down mon ami. I'm sure he is fine."
Antonio bit his lip. "But he's not immortal."
"Neither are you. You said he was good with a sword right?" the Frenchman asked, placing a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder.
"Si…?"
"Then he will be fine."
"But-"
Francis cut him off.
"Look Tonio, fretting about it isn't going to help him. We need to finish of these bastards first."
The Spaniard looked at him for a moment before his eyes hardened and he nodded.
"Gracias, mi amigo. Let's finish them."
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Lovino made a grab for the medallion, but missed. Cursing, he tried again; attempting to get the necklace as it span around inside the wheel. He was beginning to loose his breath too, all the running wearing him out.
Taking in a deep breath, he jumped into the wheel itself. Running like a hamster again. Reaching out, he made sure to remember to duck before waiting for the medallion to come back round towards him.
There was a crash from the top of the wheel and Ludwig's blonde head appeared over the side, just where the medallion was hanging. Blue eyes narrowed and a muscular arm came round to grab at the chain. Missing and feeling himself falling towards the ground, he swung himself round so that he was perched in the middle of the wooden structure.
He grabbed at the chain again, this time catching it between his fingers. Lovino growled, unsheathing his sword before swinging it at the German. The blonde man looked at him in surprise before blocking the Italian's sword with this own.
"What on earth are you doing?" he asked in irritation.
"Give the medallion you fucking potato bastard!"
"We're on the same side!" Ludwig protested, growling as Lovino swung at him again "Lovino!"
Lovino opened his mouth to reply when he spotted Natalia making her own way into the middle of the wooden structure. He stopped running, instead gripping the middle and anchoring his feet to the sides, like Ludwig had done. The blonde hissed at him, her eyes angry.
The three started an insane sword fight, Lovino working both to stop Natalia and to get the medallion back from Ludwig. He couldn't allow the potato sucking bastard to have it. He couldn't.
Or maybe he could, if it meant not letting her have it.
He could see her getting closer to the blonde man, slowly inching her way towards him. He was fighting her off, but just barely. She was a brutal, quick machine, and Lovino himself hadn't been helping their plight. He bit his lip before his eyes narrowed and he lifted himself away from the outside of the wheel.
The movement caught Ludwig's attention and for a moment they're eyes met. Blue eyes looked at him in confusion as he smiled slightly, feeling the strange need to do so. It was almost a signal, a way of telling the German to look after his medallion. Then the moment was gone and time started again.
Shifting his position, he jumped, wrapping his arms around Natalia's middle and pulling her out of the wheel where they both went crashing into the trees. The wheel, now going into a downhill roll,sped away; Ludwig and the medallion going with it.
Lovino groaned slightly, getting up onto his knees painfully. That was the second time he had fallen from that accursed wheel.
Natalia shuffled beneath him before sitting up quickly, her sword at his throat quicker than a flash. He looked down at it with his eyes before glancing back up at her. With her hair messed up and falling haphazardly around her face she looked wild and beautiful. He sighed slightly.
"You need me alive I know. You might as well put it down; it is no threat to me."
He hissed at him before pressing the blade further into his throat, drawing a little blood. "You will come with me!"
He eyed her for a long moment. She scared him, and he could feel himself trembling at her terror filling gaze. But there was an idea forming in his head, and it was one he could not let go of.
"If I go with you, you'll leave my brother alone?" he asked, his voice shaking. Natalia paused, looking at him curiously before nodding. Lovino took in a shaky breath. "Then I will go with you."
Natalia nodded again before lowering her sword. After they had both pulled themselves to their feet, she allowed the tip of her sword to press menacingly into his back, moving him forwards through the trees.
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Antonio had stared as the large wooden wheel had come rolling out of the trees, knocking over a coupe of The Black Pearls crew as it thundered across the beach before hitting the ocean and slowing quickly. As it slowed it began to topple, falling to its side with a loud splash.
The last of the enemy attackers had been finished off only moments before and Antonio had been ready to go after Lovino. Now, he turned his attention to the strange wheel in the ocean where a blonde headed man, Ludwig Antonio could see, was making his way out of it.
The Spaniard winced as the German fell into the sea.
As Ludwig stumbled over to them, the group gathered at the shore edge except for Arthur who had taken Alfred aboard The Black Pearl in hopes of treating him.
"What news Ludwig?" Francis called out, gaining the other blonde's attention. He directed himself unsteadily towards them. When he got there, he held out the medallion. Francis gasped before going to take it, only to have it snatched back before he could.
"Hey! Why did you do that?" he asked in irritation. Ludwig, looking a little green, replied steadily.
"Lovino entrusted it to me."
Antonio's eyes shot to Ludwig's and he sprang forwards. "Lovi did? Where is he?"
Ludwig blinked. "I-I don't know. We were fighting that strange women but when she came close to getting the medallion, he pulled her and himself off the wheel."
"He's still out there with her?" Antonio exclaimed before beginning his mad rush to the trees.
"Wait Antonio!" Francis called out to him, causing him to look back. "What is this?"
A large ship had pulled out of a cove that had been made invisible from them by the trees. It was a merchant ship, not unlike the one Ivan had been sailing on only smaller. It caused the Spanish man to frown slightly. He pulled out his telescope, setting it on the ship. He gasped as he saw Lovino, standing by the side of the ship, looking back at him.
"Lovi…"
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Arthur choked back a sob. Alfred couldn't die on him now. It just wasn't fair. He had given his heart to the boy…and now it was being ripped from him.
"Alfred…please. Please don't die…"
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Dear readers,
I KNOW, I'M SO SORRY! I seriously am though. Not that sorry will really cut it. I had so much trouble with this chapter, so much. I think I will with the next one too though so if anyone has any ideas, feel free to share.
I have no excuse.
None.
Animeloveramy
Who's who
America – Alfred Jones – Elizabeth Swann
Canada – Matthew Jones (for this story. Usually its Williams) – Commodore James Norrington
Prussia – Gilbert Beilschmidt – Mr Gibbs (but a younger version)
South Italy (Romano) – Lovino Vargas – William Turner
Spain – Antonio Fernandez Carriedo – Captain Jack Sparrow
Estonia – Eduard Von Bock – the chubbier of the two navy officers. Mallory.
Latvia – Raivis Galante – the other navy dude. Murtogg
Austria – Roderich Edelstein – Gillette (The lieutenant)
Poland – Feliks Łukasiewicz – Pintel and/or Ragetti
Lithuania – Toris Laurinaitis – Pintel and/or Ragetti
Finland - Tino Väinämöinen – Twigg
Sweden - Berwald Oxenstierna – Koehler
England – Arthur Kirkland – Captain Barbossa
France – Francis Bonnefoy – Arthur's first mate
Hungary - Elizaveta Héderváry – Anamaria
Russia - Ivan Braginski – Cutler Becket
Sealand – Peter Kirkland – the boy in the crows nest
Belarus – Natalia Braginski (for this story. Usually its Alfroskaya) – Ivan's sister and a captain of one of his many ships.
Ukraine - Katyusha Braginski(for this story. Usually its Braginskaya) – Ivan's sister and a captain of one of his many ships.
North Italy – Feliciano Vargas – basically Will after he becomes the captain of the flying Dutchman, only its happened way before it does in the film. You know, because you won't actually see it in this story.
Germany – Ludwig Beilschmidt – Feliciano's first mate.