Welcome lovely readers!
I really do not have a lot to say, maybe because I am so drowsy or whatever.
*Yawns* Why am I so tired all of the time?
Maybe because I am allergic to my main room and I want to watch Alice in Wonderland or Lady and the Tramp?
Or maybe because my dad needs to finish with the bathroom so I don't have to shower in his room...?
Or maybe that I have so much freaking work and I am putting it off to sleep and type this :/
Whatever. I'm tired and I feel a bit sick...so I am sorry about the quality of this chapter :(
Warnings: Some language.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or Cardverse.
~Shuffle 03~
"Where are we?" I asked drowsily. I stood up from sprawled out on the ground and rubbed my temples with my polished fingernails. My emerald orbs danced left to right in the chilled air of springtime. Beside me was one idiot who thought it would actually be a good idea to go through the glimmering club-shaped portal and on the other side was one too much of a wimp to actually argue.
"Home," Ivan said dusting off his green King's attire and wrapped his burly hand around the metal part of his scepter.
I gawked at the scene before me. Green neatly trimmed hedges, towering five meters to the overcast sky, engulfed the three of us in a design that mimicked a maze. Near the far right was a pristine white statue of a handsome man with extensive angel wings.
"You don't actually believe that white haired idiot, do you?" Roderich asked. He scowled and dusted off his grass stained outfits with his white gloves hands.
The platinum blonde Russian nodded twice. "Da," Ivan stated. Before we could refute, he took a firm grasp on our wrists and hauled us along and out of the labyrinth, as if he memorized it. "Come along."
"No way," Roderich exclaimed and loosened his grip from Ivan's. "Eliza and I are staying right here."
"Da, you will come," he said with a horrifying grin plastered on his face as if he was about to murder one of us if we did not. His aura changed from a cheerful and content gold to a murky and terrifying mauve.
Roderich sighed. "Fine," he huffed with a scowl and followed the Russian.
The three of them walked through the entirety of the maze perfectly until we reached another Club shaped arch, only this one did not spew a cryptic glowing mist. Behind the arch was the sepia hued, besides the emerald studded roof, castle rising from the fruitful soil. The castle was a large rectangular building looking over the edge of a brook. Hangings out of each thin window were flying emerald banisters with an olive club in the middle to symbolize the Clubs kingdom.
Inside the palace was a wide foyer carved out of medium brown granite that extended far past my emerald vision. In front of us was a large flight of regal stairs covered by a green silk rug dotted with the emblem of Clubs. Near the right of the room was a grand ivory piano with a crystal chandelier hanging above it. Framed on the crème white walls were still life portraits of beautifully dressed strangers, each as beautiful as the one before. Somehow, I felt an odd connection to these strangers, as if I knew them or something…
"How did you get in here?" a young man asked breaking me from my trance. He had light brown hair that spilled on the shoulders to his s0ea green button down shirt. His dark green eyes matched his green trousers, which held a silver sheath by the belt loops.
"I am your new King and this is my Queen," Ivan stated firmly.
Roderich cleared his throat.
Ivan rolled his purple irises. "And my advisor," he added.
"Jack," the Austrian corrected and extended his hand out politely for the servant to shake.
"Oh, that would not be necessary," the second servant explained with a peculiar accent. He had short blonde hair, differing from the other two servants, and glasses that veiled his dull blue eyes. His outfit consisted of a dark green blazer and a white button down shirt tucked into a pair of chocolate trousers.
"B-but we can show y-you to y-your work," the last servant stuttered. He was trembling a bit, albeit he did not look any older than twelve. He had dirty blonde wires for hair that stuck up in different directions as he shuddered. His green button down shirt and black trousers were a bit too long, but he did not seem to mind.
"That would be good," I explained with a small smile.
The tallest one nodded. "Good. We will show his highness to his quarters and our Ace can show you two to yours."
"Ace?" we asked in unison.
The youngest servant explained "yes, our top solider."
"That would be me," a young lady said with a frown. She was a beautiful woman, gorgeous even, which wouldn't lead you to expect that she was out top ranked soldier. She had long platinum blonde hair, with a bow tied to the top, reaching half way down her back. Her eyes were a dull greyish purple to match her attitude. Her outfit was a green maid inspired dress, including an apron, and high reaching boots. She looked up from picking her cuticles and shouted "brother!? Is that you?"
"Brother?" Ivan asked when he noticed she was referring to him.
She wrapped her slender arms around his burly waist. "Ivan, dear! It's me! Natalia! Don't you remember me? We are betrothed!"
"Betrothed?" Ivan asked with a glint of fear in his violet eyes. He tried to unlock her arms from his waist, but alas she was too strong to be pushed off.
"Come along brother," Natalia said and pulled him along.
"What about my Jack?" Ivan asked with panic ringing in each word.
She rolled her eyes. "Fine," the Ace huffed. "He can come too."
"I'll meet you back here later, okay?" I said with a hopeful smile.
Roderich pecked my cheek. "See you then."
"Wait up!" Roderich called while noticing the two Russians were already halfway down the hallway.
"Your majesty, would you like an escort to your chambers?" the brown haired servant asked. "We would be-"
I held up a hand. "That would not be necessary, but thank you…"
"Oh, yes, where are my manners? I am Toris and these are Eduard and Ravis."
"Supper is at eighteen," Eduard explained.
"Sounds good," I said with a smile and turned on my high heel boots.
I began to walk up the grand staircase and into a thin, cobblestone hallway finally obtaining the freedom I have been yearning for since I arrived. Or rather, far earlier.
The hallway was quite narrow and lined with cobblestones giving it an eerie exterior. The lights were dim due to the fact the sun was almost gone from the pink painted sky. Not to mention the fact that the entire castle was lit by candles rather than electricity which made me wonder if he went back in time rather than visit an alternative universe.
"Hello there," a familiar voice said smoothly.
I pulled out my sword from its jewel encrusted sheath and held it up to the thin air. "Who are you and what do you want?"
"Whoa, Liz, it's me!" Gilbert said manifesting from nothing and held up his hands as a sign of surrender.
My eyes narrowed. "All the reason to keep it out."
"Funny, Liz," he said sitting on the window banister, the last bit of sunlight radiating off his silver locks.
"Now state your business or-"
"Or what?" the Joker asked with a smirk and swung his feet childishly from the banister.
"I'll…I'll banish you!"
The albino laughed obnoxiously. "Banish me?" he asked a disappeared from the windowsill. "That's a good one," he stated reappearing against a stone wall.
"I am Queen after all," I muttered.
"I'm a Joker, remember? Between you and me, I have ultimate power here."
I rolled my eyes. "Just get on with your nonsense."
He eyed the sword with skeptical crimson eyes. "Put that away first."
"Fine," I muttered placing it back into its case. "I don't know how to use it anyways."
"That's always good to know," the Joker mumbled. "Anyhow, there is something you need to know."
"Why should I trust you? You took Roddie and I away from my homes-"
"I told you, I'm a Joker. I know everything."
"Fine, then tell me and then be gone."
Gilbert waved his hand in the air. "Fine," he said. "First off, do you promise not to tell your King?"
"I promise," I said without hesitation. I thought to myself why would I trust that dirty King anyways? He was the reason we are stuck in this mess, or at least Roderich and I.
"No," he said with a scowl. "You've got to swear."
"Okay, okay, I swear."
He narrowed his crimson colored eyes yet continued. "The Spades royalty knows how to get back to your quote-unquote real world."
"And why are you telling me this?"
"Thought it might be interesting sooner or later. Well…I've got to go."
And without any words, he vanished into the springtime air.
I shrugged not really retaining what he had just told me. Who cares if the Spades royalty knew the way home anyways? I asked myself. It's not like they were concealing it from us or something like that.
I hummed a wordless tune and turned the corner, my wrist pulled into a dark hallway. "Tell me everything you know."
TBC?
A/N: Short chapter. Urg. Sorry about that. Also, sorry for the cliffhanger. But it will all make sense eventually!
I guess am not very good at writing from Elizaveta's POV :(
I guess I'm so used to writing in 3rd person (and UsUk) that anything is just foreign.
I hope this doesn't continue...
Or maybe it's because I don't feel well.
Stupid autumn, how I hate you.
Sorry I'm a summer person :/
In case you did not realize, or you disregard them, the chapter titles are synced with the kingdoms. So charcoal would be the colors of the Jokers, crimson would be Hearts and so on.
In case you are curious, here are what the castles look like:
Hearts= Sanssouci Castle in Germany
Clubs= Saint Michael's Castle in Russia
Spades= Buckingham Palace in England
Diamonds= Palace of Versailles in France
All beautiful and unique! I've never been to any of those castles, as much as I wish I did, but I bet they are lovely!
I am terribly sorry for ranting. I'll stop now.
And here is the special section where I respond to my lovely reviewers (I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE I GOT NINE IN ONE CHAPTER THAT IS SO AWESOME!):
CartoonCouples101: Hmm...interesting. Regret? I really haven't thought of that yet. Thank you for the suggestion xD
Alaska F. Braginski: Well...here was Hungary's POV and maybe next will be America's...I honestly don't know!
rexlover180: I love GerIta too~ Yeah, I feel bad about Kiku. But he might find love. Or not. I hope this chapter got more into the basic plot because I would love to hear some suggestions!
Stine chan USA: Awww really? I love Pruhun. ((It's probably my OTP)) but Aushun just works for this. Yeah, those are great ideas! I am totally going to use them ;)
SaySaeri: YESSSS! Perfect! I am going to do that! Thank you :)
Lady Cooper: *blushes* Thank you. That was such a nice comment I think you deserve something. How about a hug from my America plushie? lolz
Ipomoea Alba: I love cardverse too! I also have an unhealthy obsession (seeing as I search it on every website known to mankind). Ummm I think it's going to be UsUk, AusHun, RoChu, GerIta and Franada. More maybe but those are the main ones for right now...
Koneko144: Yeah for Clubs! I feel like they are always neglected...I don't know.
Iggy butt: I know. There should be some more GerIta cardverse AU love right?
If you get a chance, please vote on my profile for which Disney movie I should take inspiration for a new aph fanfic. It closes 30.09.12, which is shortly, so I would greatly appreciate it :)
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Next chapter=Spades.
Until next chapter...
