(ScotlandxPrussia)
A/N: a lovely reader asked for this unique pair and after a week of playing with it this is what I came up with
Where were you?
A simple question with a complicated answer. Where was I? I was in the middle of a vast field that once knew the sight of blood and death. It was what made me great once, and even now, years, decades, centuries later I find myself in that field. It protected me, shielded me from what I had become and what I never was.
I was a leader, a knight, a soldier and a brother. I was more than a nation, I was someone. Until I became no one.
Some are lucky, they vanish without a trace in the blink of an eye. No pain, no time for regrets. Me? Well I became something real. A joke to some and a failure to most and the rest, really I don't remember, not that they'd care anyway.
So when this world became available I jumped at the chance. It's not real, deep down I know this. It's nothing but a virtual reality but my god does it feel real. It gives me a purpose, drive and happiness.
"It's killing you."
The voice takes me back and while I'm certain I know the owner I don't dare turn around until I smell the familiar scent of his cigarette. "So what if it is? I'm allowed to die aren't I?"
His green eyes watch me as a cigarette dangles from his thin lips. "Yep. You're allowed ta die but," he stops inhaling a long stream of thick smoke, "Why pick being alone when yah do?"
Around me the world changes, the field turns to thick woods full of life of early spring. "Damn it Allistor," I mutter under my breath knowing he's taken me away an into his land or at least what it was when it was his. "Get your own."
His eyes don't blink. "Why pick ta waste away in some fuckin' field that didn't mean shite?"
"It meant everything!" I scream feeling my body losing control of the world around me.
"It was pointless!" He answers back. "It wasn't what your heart wants. It's what was easy, painless!" His eyes narrow as he takes a step towards me. "A time when you could say I am awesome and have no one dare say differently. Ego trip and nothing more."
I grit my teeth. "So what? You can't just walk in here and expect me to bow down like you have all the answers. You've made just as many mistakes as I have."
"And I've learned from them."
"Bullshit." I ball my fists, shaking at the thought. "You're the same as me. You've drank away your problems, mocked your brothers and in the end have just as much control in this fucked up world as I do. Face it Scotland. We aren't needed anymore. We're useless."
"We ain't useless. God-"
"Don't you dare bring up God!" Now I'm inches away from him and it's so tempting to take him by the collar. Who does this pagan think he's kidding? "I was fighting for God since before your ass could fire an arrow."
It gets a smile, then a chuckle then suddenly he flicks my forehead. "And here I was beginning ta think this was a waste of time."
"What?" I blink; I felt his finger make contact with my skin. It's something that shouldn't be possible unless I imagined it. Though it's a feeling I've missed since I came here. But now where is here? How long have I been here exactly?
"Strange ain't it?"
"What is?"
His smile softens and his eyes grow gentle. It's an expression I've seen countless times before yet, why does my heart feel this way? It a yearning that's both foreign and so familiar. "It makes a world for us. Easy to get swept away and forget anything else that once made us happy. A drug that puts every other to shame."
"Can you blame me?" I ask quietly as something pulls at my thoughts. "What are you doing?"
"Trying to bring you home. If yah let me..." There's a pain in his voice that sends a chill down my spine.
"If I don't?"
"Yah die here."
"And if I do?"
There's a long pause before he sighs. "Yah at least die in my arms..."
No middle ground, I can go back to my field, my world and go softly into the night or I could go back. Go back to a world where I would surely die in moments in pain and yet...
"Allistor..." I say quietly feeling ghostly hands wrap around my chest. "Take me home."
Where was I? Waiting...for you to find me.