I don't own Hetalia or any of it's characters. There are no trigger warnings for this chapter but I do want to warn the readers that the themes of the stories will get a bit dark! With that I hope that you enjoy this chapter and please don't forget to review and help a struggling writer out! (Also do any of you guys have a problem where the doc manager pages will eat your words when you're editing your stories? I do, please tell me if you know how to fix it or if you have the same problem.)
Lukas' Point of view
"I lived not too far from here." Arthur looked at his old,muddy boots for a fraction of a second. His face was tinted a pale pink as he spoke his next few words."O-over by the lake on the other side of town."
Lukas could feel a sense of cool emotion snake it's way into the room. Lukas had a bit of a hard time reading the emotions,as he wasn't too excelled in his seer magic just yet. Still Lukas glanced up and saw Vladimir's mouth was agape in some sort of grimage it didn't take magic to know that Vladimir seemed to be troubled by something or another. However, in an instant the look was gone and so was the chances for Lukas to read his mood.
"It wasn't too long ago that I noticed the magical people were treated differently. Suddenly signs against magic were posted, books depicting them were outlawed and slowly all traces of magic was snuffed." An involuntary shiver went up Lukas' spine. He remembered those days filled with witch burnings and trials a little too well. It was a miracle that Lukas made it out alive, free from a horrible death.
"And then you ran away?" Vladimir asked cupping his chin, his leg was crossed over in a relaxed sort of way. Traces of anything less than contentment was lost from the man. It was as if he was drinking in Arthur's story.
"Yes.I-it just seemed as though it was the right time." Arthur replied a bit too quickly. Lukas could sense that he was hiding something from the group. The seer looked at Arthur concentrating his magic into reading his mood and thoughts. All Lukas could sense was a warm, intense feeling and a glimpse of a man with a bright warm smile and eyes as blue as the sky. It was no doubt that Arthur cared for the man as much as life itself. Lukas' breath hitched in the back of his throat feeling like a fish out of water as he remembered ghosts of his own past. Lukas' hands gripped the couch while Vladimir and Arthur stared at him in confusion.
"Your lucky." Lukas said quickly in an attempt to cover his tracks." Things have become a lot worse." Vladimir hummed in agreement, tapping on the side of his pants in an uneven rhythm. Arthur raised a brow at this once again confused.
"I didn't think it was possible." Even without his sense Lukas could believe the statement. Public executions, mock trials and propaganda raged on in the southern town for what seemed like forever. However, without any real progress in snuffing magic out the government went further into their investigations posing as magic users or torturing family members of suspected users. He wouldn't forget the day when his neighbor was searched at the crack of night or the earth shaking screams of his wife as they were being taken the less the public burning of his children...
"No one did." With a long sigh Vladimir stood from his spot walking over to his shelves of books. Lukas blinked at the action not yet seeing a motive for the walk. With his back towards the men Vladimir retrieved a dark red vial and resumed his position on the arm of the couch. Lukas began to freeze suddenly in his spot.
"Mate?" Arthur asked leaning backwards into the crease of the couch. Vladimir gave a hum in response as he unscrewed the cap. "What's in the bottle?"
"Uh blood?"Vladimir's eyes back and forth between both of the men. Lukas found a spike of adrenaline in his body and he could feel the atmosphere drop a few degrees. Vladimir laughed at the duo's reaction."Too soon?" The man said with a laugh showing off a pair of sharp teeth.
"Your a vampire?"Lukas questioned his voice filled with amazement. A rush of emotions filled the room-all so overpowering that it sent a large shock of pain through Lukas' head.
"I thought you two knew. The red eyes weren't a tip off?" Lukas met Vladimir's eyes for a hint of a second, they were the color of strawberry jam-somehow the inhuman color wasn't exactly intimidating. Vladimir's mouth twisted in a way that wasn't exactly a smile-more of a grimage. For the first time Lukas felt a new aura surrounding the man- sullen and sad- almost like the atmosphere around his old village people who have accepted their fate. "How about the teeth?" He flashed the men a grin.
"I thought you were just a wizard." Arthur muttered running a hand through his blonde hair. Lukas directed his attention to Vladimir his mind filled with questions.
"How on earth have you been hiding out here for so long?" The vampire shrugged in response.
"This tent gives me all the coverage that I need. At night I go to the village and take what I need." Vladimir took a swig of the blood from his vile and gave out a loud sigh.
"You mean blood?"Arthur stated gripping his chair until his knuckles turned a bright white.
"I'm not like the others. I wasn't born this way..." Vladimir started his voice started having an edge to it.
"But that still doesn't make it right." Arthur growled, face twisted in a scowl.
"Stop!"Lukas voiced."We're not going to get anywhere by fighting!"
"And what do you suppose we do?" Arthur spat his eyes meeting Lukas."Vampires are the reason why people started hating magic!"
"And we are supposed to hate them? Don't you see this is what the government wants? For us to be divided?" Lukas growled at the last part." We need all the help we can get if we want to survive so get your shit together!"
Arthur looked at Lukas with his brows scrunched together. Although Lukas did not know Arthur for too long he picked up on the fact that Arthur didn't like to be wrong. Vladimir glanced at Arthur raising a brow at him. An unspoken challenge rose through the air. But finally Arthur backed down swallowing his pride.
"Fine." He finally said."But I still don't trust you."
"That's fine with me." Vladimir stated with a puff swallowing down his blood for good measure.
"Well now that that's settled." Arthur stated, his voice heavy with malice."What now?"
"Now we plan." Lukas responded looking at the pair of men.
Hello! It's been a little bit since I updated. Originally I was going to write this in Arthur's perspective and it was very challenging to say the least. The chapter seemed to write itself after choosing Lukas' pov,however. I hope that you guys don't fret about the relationship between the magic trio-things are going to be rocky before it is smooth sailing but I do promise that eventually they will find themselves in happy in each other's company!
Please don't forget to review! It helps me a lot to continue to be motivated and to work on my art style!
Dere KuroHaru- I love the magic trio!It seems as though they aren't getting enough love so I wanted to take a hand at it! Bulgaria will show up at some point but I'm not sure if he'll be physically there or if he will be in a flashback! Thank you so much and I hope you liked this!