~ Nordic Jewels ~

AHH! I'm so SORRY for not updating! TAT Don't worry 'cuz I'm alive again... hopefully...

First I would like to say sorry... I haven't been updating for a VERY LONG TIME. *in emo corner* I probably lost a lost of reviewer and favorites and other things... People must hate me... TAT

Second I would like to say thank you to AllyMCainey for reviewing in the last chapter... *gives flowers*

Third... I hope you enjoy this story~

Warning: Things... like yaoi, AU, and other things like violence...

Disclaimer: I don't own APH, I only own those random people around the town...


~ Last Chapter ~

That was when Emil finally seemed to snap out of it. "Huh? Mathias? I thought you were on the rock resting..." Mathias sighed, "I was but then I came to get you because you weren't listening to me..." Mathias explained. "Oh..." Emil said bluntly. Mathias made a "come on!" gesture, "Come on, Tino and Berwald are waiting for us, they want to share something with us." Emil nodded and went after Mathias, getting out of the water. Mr. Puffin just shook himself dry and then settling on Emil's hair.

While they walked away Emil couldn't help but think that he saw those monotonous eyes somewhere before. 'That was weird... Why did that memory pop up here? Why couldn't remember it before?' he thought as Mr. Puffin just squawked as if in response of his thoughts.

~ Back at the Nordic's house, not long after Mathias and Emil left ~

"Eirikur, please hurry to me," Lukas said out in a deeper voice again, "Then again, don't come to early... I need to get to the edge of this city. I need to cast a spell..." Lukas got a cloak on and casted an invisibility spell on it and put it on. "Time to leave," Lukas smirked opening the door and snapped his fingers after he checked if there were people around. He suddenly turned invisible and then tried to make his way to the city side.

Once he got there he looked around feeling for any magic source around. Feeling none he continued down a small trail and soon stopped at a certain spot. He looked around cautiously and then bent down to lift open a hidden trap door. After he descended down the stairs enough to close the trapdoor, he snapped his fingers once again to light up the torches conveniently placed on the walls of the tunnel that went down. Lukas made a grunt of approve as he started down the stairs once again.

Soon he got to the bottom of the stairs and he was met with a magical scene. Above the "room", acting like a roof, there was a small stream, making the cave room shine with rays of random light, making everything look as if it was all submerged in water due to the lighting of the steam above, but instead, there was air in the "room". Magic was holding up the stream but if you look at the stream from above then it looked like a normal stream.

The "room" itself seemed to be a large circular cave with many rows of books placed neatly on the bookshelves in alphabetical order by subject, names, and other different languages that a normal human cannot understand. Conveniently, the torches on the walls of the stairs light up as well around the walls making it easier to look at the book title and such. There right in the middle of the many rows of books were four chairs surrounding a rather large rectangular shaped table.

Everything seemed to be all pretty old judging from the thick dust that covered them but they seemed to be kept in good shape, as if they were being preserved. There were other furniture around the room like wardrobes, other desks and chairs.

Lukas strided all the way to the end of the room where there was a large space for drawing with chalk. He smirked as he elegantly took a white piece of chalk and started tracing circles on the ground, forming shapes and words. Soon he had drawn a small, complex circle, something that you would see in Fullmetal Alchemist or something.

Setting the chalk aside, Lukas started chanting in a very weird language. It was probably something in Old Norse. The circle started to glow in bright blue as a single ball of light lifted from the circle and shot up into the "stream" and above, disappearing into the morning sky.

Once that was finished, Lukas got out a piece of cloth and wiped the chalk dust away and places the piece of chalk back to where it belonged. Suddenly hearing a small noise, Lukas grabbed the piece of cloth and took refuge in the wardrobe, cracking open a little of the door to peak out to who it was.

Through the crack of the doors, a shadow of a figure of a figure a merged from the stairs. "What the bloody? I thought haven't visited this place in a few days. Why are the torches bloody lit up?" a British accented voice sounded from the staircase. The person came down to reveal a British man around his twenties, wearing a black long jacket with buckles that were hanging lose. The man also wore white gloves, black pants and black boots to go with it all. When the man turned in his general direction, Lukas unconsciously stepped back. The other thing about this man was something that made Lukas wonder. He got HUGE, I mean, HUGE BUSHY EYEBROWS. Where in Disutopia did he get does humongous eyebrows?

Anyways, the man started to wonder around, looking at the ancient cave. He gaze soon dropped to the closet that Lukas was hiding at. He started mumbling something while walking slowly towards the closet. Lukas soon realized what the British man was muttering. It was a blinding spell, a rather painful one in fact. Lukas was racking his brain for something to get him away from this place. 'Ah ha! How come I never thought about this before?' Lukas thought as he casted a small wind spell at the other end of the cave with a small flick of his arm. The wind knocked some of the books down, startling the British man, giving more time for Lukas to complete his small transportation spell.

Once the other man came back from his shock, Lukas was already gone in a small flash of bright light. The British man casted his blinding spell a bit too late, making magic ropes fly across the room. Once it covered most of the room excluding the man, the bright blinding rope started to fade away, darkening the cave once again. "Bloody," the man growled as the failed to catch whatever that was in the cave. He cautiously walked over to the closet door, opening the doors slowly as if something was going to jump out at him. Once he opened to doors, there was nothing but a piece of cloth at one side. Picking the cloth up, there was a small engraved magic circle on it. The man cursed, "Magic? I only know of one person who knows magic... But it doesn't seem to be him... there must be somebody else behind this..."


So that is all... Please tell me if I'm doing good so far... I don't know if the relationship with Emil and Lukas (Iceland and Norway) is going to slow...I'm also trying to continue HetaLegends as well... and HOMEWORK... =A=

Anyways see you next time on Nordic Jewels~ (This was written hurriedly so there might be A LOT of mistakes... I'm sorry if there is... please tell me and I would correct it... thank you~)