A WORLD TO CARE FOR: BEGINNING

HETALIA

A WORLD TO CARE FOR: BEGINNING

Warning: Some Angst may be added.

Disclaimer: I do not Own Hetalia it belongs to Mister Hidekaz Himaruya, okay I’ll shut up now. So enjoy reading (Get Bricked)

NOTE: ACCENTS ARE NOT INCLUDED. OH! IT WILL BE FEW SUPER LONG CHAPTERS SO BEAR WITH ME OKAY? 

[- I’M DOUBTFUL ABOUT THE PAIRINGS BUT MOSTLY JUST SOME STUFF AND INTERACTION -]

GENRE: FANTASY AU

NOTE: SHORT MULTI-CHAPTER FANFIC

[IMPORTANT NOTE: THISSTORY IS BEFORE THE MAIN CHARACTERS OF HETALIA, SOME OF THE CHARACTERS MIGHT BE PRESENT IN THIS FEW PARTS OF THE CHAPTERS… IN THESE FIRST FEW CHAPTERS IS THE PAST LIFE OF THE READER, BEFORE MODERN LIFE… NO ORIGINAL HETALIA CHARACTERS IS ADDED YET…]

LEGEND:

(M/N) – (MALE NAME)
(L/N) – (LAST NAME)

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[NO, THE PICTURES AIN’T MINE AND YES! THAT BLACK KNIGHT ON THE RIGHT IS BLASTER DARK! YOUR KNIGHT MODE AND ON THE LEFT HE’S WHAT YOU (READER) LOOK LIKE IN THE STORY.]

CHAPTER 6: THE FALL PT. 2

[PRESENT TIME]

It was Raining Hard, thunder and lightning flashes through the dark sky, the once green earth was covered with blood and flames, from the distance two Knights Fighting against each other One is White and the Other was Darker than Black….

“(M/N)! Please stop this!” The White Knight Cried.

But the other didn’t respond and was just attacking mindlessly.

“(M/N)! Answer me, what did they do to you!?” The White Knight asked desperately.

The Black Knight was once a Beautiful, Bright and CalmKnight, but Something happened beyond the Control of everyone… Betrayal…And Now…The Once Friendly Knight was a Raging and uncontrollable Dark Knight, Driven by Anger, Hatred and Grief after being Betrayed by the one whom he pledged his Loyalty with… The King of Pangaea…

“(M/N)!” The White Knight Cried out One Last Time

How did all came Down to this? (M/N) had done everything he could to serve the King, so why did the King Betrayed the Knight who Raised him to the Throne and Served him for many years… Why?

“I’m getting tired of this Game!” You roared.

You drove the White Knight back under a hail of fire and lightning – away from You. At some point, You became peripherally aware that others had entered the Field. The awareness lingered for only a moment – a fuzz coloured your thoughts, your vision tunnelled, and it felt like static was flickering across your skin.

Nothing else mattered. Your only focus was Revenge.

Prince Skye gaped at the unbelievable scene before him. Justian appeared at his shoulder. He looked grim. More grim than usual, that was.

"(M/N)! Please Stop!" Prince Skye shouted, drawing his Sword and ready to join the fray if necessary.

The Dark Knight showed no sign of even registering his voice. He was attacking with his sword separated in two, whirling and slashing almost faster than the eye could track.

With no response from that quarter, Prince Skye figured he'd try the other party. "Alford?"

"I'm rather busy right now, Prince Skye," he answered, voice straining with effort as he deflected another blow. Prince Skye stared. He'd never heard the White Knight sound like that. Not even during his and Romulus’ impromptu duels back at Castle. He looked a mess, too – his uniform sporting several smooth tears, and a line of blood staining his chest from a wound already healed.

This wasn't right. This wasn't right at all. He'd come here prepared to fight, but Alford didn't sound like he was a threat – if anything (M/N) was the one acting weird. "We've got to stop them."

"I don't think we can," Justian murmured.

They had to try something. "(M/N)! I thought you'd given up with the whole trying to kill Alford thing! Weren't you guys getting along?" he called out. That was over six Years ago, admittedly. But surely the rescue counted for something too!

No response. Not even a flicker. Just the clash and clatter of swords. He felt a pit in his stomach. This was really, really bad. 'Somebody-was-going-to-die' kind of bad.

"(M/N) Lost the ability to hear reason." Justian's voice barely carried over the sounds of battle.

Justian closed his eyes for a moment as though in silent prayer, then raised his gun and pointed it at the Dark Knight’s back, his aim wavering as he tracked his movement.

Prince Skye yelped and pushed the barrel to the side. "Put that down! You are way too eager to shoot people!"

Justian stared at him. "Then what do you suggest we do?"

He had to think fast. "I don't know, there's got to be some other way."

Justian didn't reply. Prince Skye took that as a yes.Prince Skye yelled over the clanging of swords. You still didn't react as though you'd heard a word.

Luckily, Alford didn't appear to need any explanation beyond that. He broke their lock and sped up. A blazing Fire Spell cut him off. Prince Skye's eyes smarted at the heat. "Alford!"

He shouldn't have worried – the White Knight came through unbothered by the fire, but it gave You the opening you needed to somersault overhead, striking at your opponent's neck. Alford ducked, but was driven away by a barrage of lightning-fast follow-up attacks.

"I don't think he's going to let me near," he remarked. Somehow, he managed to sound bemused despite his situation.

Okay then. Enough information for him. "Then keep him busy, we'll take care of the other two Elemental Knights!"

Alford didn't give any outward acknowledgement, but immediately went on the defensive. Prince Skye rested on the balls of his feet, eyes sharp, waiting for an opening. The Place they were fighting in wasn't that large – though a couple more hits to the back wall might change that – but gradually, the White Knight allowed himself to be driven into the right corner.

The opening was clear! Prince Skye took the opening and dashed up the hill. In less than three seconds he reached the top, darted through the twin tree, skidded to a stop, and stared.

The Centre of the Kingdom was in Ruins, the Red and Blue Pillars stood Strong and Powerful in the Distance.

"No way…" Prince Skye was stunned, and found himself reluctant to approach.

The sudden crack of gunshots from the other side spurred him into action. His Father and that Bastard Prince Tarleton are going to pay, the Corruption, it needed to be destroyed – one look could tell him that much. Demolition first, questions later. He lifted his Sword from his back.

"Prince Skye!"

Alford's warning almost came too late. It was pure instinct that had Prince Skye whirl around and catch the blade driving towards him. He slid back half a step under the force the strike. "What the- (M/N)?"

It was the first glimpse he'd caught up close to his old friend. His eyes. They'd changed. They were supposed to be Dark Green, not a vivid green with a slitted pupil.

It was the most terrifying sight Prince Skye had seen in all his time as a Knight.

"What did they do to you?" he whispered.

Then You pushed forward, and Prince Skye had to slide to the side or go for a tumble off the edge. "Whoa, come on, (M/N), it's me!" he begged. "Snap out of it!"

He could see the White Knight coming to help, but a stream of lightning cut off his approach, and then Prince Skye was too busy dodging and blocking to keep track any further. God, (M/N) was strong! (M/N)was a slight sort of guy, and the shortest out of the lot of them, but he was matching Leone's kind of force! And he was fast. Prince Skye barely held his feet as he parried frantically.

The whole exchange lasted only a matter of seconds. Then with one mighty swing, You sent him flying through Twin Oak Tree.

Wind whistled in his ears as he sailed through the air. He spared a moment, curiously devoid of panic, to remember this was what the fall to Leone's Greenhouse had felt like.

Then Prince Skye choked as his back slammed into one of the rocky area, the rocks crumpling beneath him. His Sword clattered from his grasp, and his vision flashed white.

Sheer determination was all that kept him conscious. He couldn't afford to pass out here! But it didn't matter. His body wouldn't obey him. He couldn't even move when (M/N)’s feet slammed on either side of him and Black steel filled his vision.

Damn. This was it.

Pretty lousy end for a Prince. He didn't even have time to say something cool before he went.

Mentally, he apologised to Leone and Terra for failing to save (M/N), and braced himself.

Then for some odd reason, Prince Skye suddenly thought he could smell flowers.

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You froze, sword poised over your friend's neck. It was as though time itself had stopped, despite the fact that the hum of the Wind droned on, and Prince Skye continued to draw breath. After a moment, the black-haired Prince cracked open an eye, looking confused. Neither Alford nor Justian dared move a muscle.

"(M/N)?" he wheezed.

He's in the way.

No, he couldn't be. It was Prince Skye. Why was your sword pointed at Prince Skye?

A sacrifice for Vengeance.

Stubbornly, You shook your head. Prince Skye watched you with wide eyes.

There had to a different way. Prince Skye could never be a threat to you. This wasn't right. You are forgetting something. Something important. What were you doing?

A new voice wafted into your thoughts. 'Have you finally woken up?'

You'd heard that voice many times before. But that couldn't be right.

"Leone? How-"

Prince Skye tensed at the familiar name.

'Don't be scared (M/N), Do what you must Do, I will always be By Your Side, even if the World Turns Against you.'

Your head spun. The roar in your ears grew louder.

End the Era. The call was insistent, unrelenting. Why would Leone disagree with You? Leone didn't answer. Somehow, he had the impression Leone was humming almost teasing. Then- 'You’re My Best Friend, Come on! We’ve been together since we were Kids! I’m not going to be mad at you… just do what you must do, it’s your choice… (M/N)…'

Your Choice…

“End the Era…” You Murmured…

With That You stabbed your Sword on the Ground and Raised your Darkness Pillar to indicate that You are Ready… The Force threw Prince Skye, Sir Justian and Alford a few feet away.

With the Three Full-Powered Elements Combined:

“O Thy Bloody Memory that swirl about my blood, From the Triad Element is the Power of Beginning and Ending of Dimensions which Blazes in brilliance and darkness unto the Glory of desire.”

You, Lucifer and Engel raised your swords and called out

“Bring End To This Era and Create A New!”

Ignoring the desperate cries for You, Lucifer and Engel to Stop as your Swords made a Violent Contact with the Ground, an Ominous Light Shot out from the Darkened Skies and hits the ground causing a Massive Earthquake. Huge Cracks appeared on the ground and the whole place falls apart and separated.

The North to West Drifted away from the Rest and crumbled into two, the rest drifted to the East, some parts of the Land separated and move further, massive Storms and Calamity hits the Land and casualties are rising, Kingdoms, Royal and Noble Houses had Fallen, the Sea Rises drowning some of the Land non-stop, the Skies were carmine red and Dark Stormy Clouds Swirls around, lightning and thunders crashes in the skies, and wind blows violently as the Era is Coming to an End.

All Three Pillars Stood Strong in all three Direction after the Huge Devastation and the Three Knights Vanished, as the Light of the New Dawn rises in the skies, the rays of light hits the Three Pillars creating Prismatic Lights bursts and shoots out around the World. Though One Crystal landing Softly at Lady Terra’s Hands, The Light Crystal. After she Survived the Devastation she was Horrified at what had happened to the Kingdom, The Once Huge Mass of Land was separated into different Places.

“My Lady…” A Red Head Knight called out.

Lady Terra turned to the Knight…

“Alistair…”

“Are ye alright?” Alistair asked.

“I’m fine… and everyone?” Lady Terra asked softly.

“There are Casualties, Milady. Including yer Father and Prince Tarleton, but the Majority Survived.” Alistair answered.

“Who knew that (M/N) could cause this much destruction on his quest for Vengeance.” Dylan said quietly.

“What are we going to do now that the Era of Pangaea Ended.” Carl asked.

Lady Terra smiled softly and said.

“I remembered my Former Guardian Knights Told Me.”

“Who?” Alistair asked.

“Lucifer, Engel, (M/N) and Leone… they told me to always go with the Flow, it makes things easier when you go with it instead of going against it, now that we’re facing the New Era, we should go along with it, and Live our New Lives…Now that there are parts of (M/N)’s plans are clear to me.” Lady Terra said softly.

“What is it My Lady?” Lady Alicia asked.

“(M/N) planned to thwart all the Corruption that come along with Father’s Reign, He knew all along that Father was Planning on taking everything as his, thus he send those who knew about his plans away.” Lady Terra answered.

“Like what he did to Lucifer and Engel?” Lady Julia asked.

“Yes, it must be fate that Lucifer, Engel and (M/N) meet.” Lady Iberin answered.

“But Separating the Whole Land…” Lady Cleopatra stated.

“Is his way to rid of the growing Corruption and washing it away with Calamity.” Lady Terra added.

“There will be lots of work to do…” Lady Athena called out.

Lady Terra smile and said

“Indeed, but everything will worth it in the end. We must be Patient.”

“Yes… (M/N) had been Patient with us so many times no matter how we infuriated him, then we must do the same.” Alistair stated.

“This Time… none of My Knights will Suffer, for I Princess Terra Belamar… Vow this in the Name of Light and Righteousness.” The Princess stated looking down at the Light Crystal.

The Crystal glowed in approval making the Princess Smile…

“Belamar?” Sir Dage asked.

“My Guardian Knights said that it’s a Combination of Two Elvin Language… ‘Bel’ means Strong and ‘amar’ means Earth.” Lady Terra smiled.

“Your Guardian Knights would be Proud of you… Milady.” Sir Kievan said quietly.

“Wherever they are… I hope they’re alright.” Lady Terra said looking up the Sky.

END

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OH ALRIGHT!
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SO HERE’S THE PREQUEL OF THE MODERN PART…

[PREQUEL TO THE MODERN WORLD]

[NEW YORK, ABANDONED CATHEDRAL]

An Old Priest was sitting on his table writing a Prophesy. While a Boy with Dark Hair was Sleeping at the Worn looking Church Table…

[DREAM]

The Sun is high above the Sky indicating that it’s noon, soon he was too die. Everyone is watching… waiting, the bell rung again, signalling that his death was coming near.  In the crowd He could see a figure standcouldn’t see half of the Face but you could see those Tears flowing down from where the eyes should be, his eyes full of tears as the other’s eyes focused on the Sword that a Knight was Holding. The object that would be used to carry out his death sentence, turning to see the Older Knight his eyes full of tears when his eyes landed on the Unknown Figure.

The Bell ringed one last time, the third bell being the last before his death.

Looking at the sky away from your tear filled eyes, Leone closed his eyes as the sword was brought down cutting his Spine.

[END DREAM]

Young Leon sat up immediately as he heard the Howl.

“Leon…Are you…alright… my boy?” The Old Priest asked.

The Teen sighed in relief.

“Nothing uncle it’s just a bad dream.” He answered. “We should be getting home, Uncle.”

“But there is still more work to be done. If these translations are correct.” The old Priest said and coughed. “The Powers of Chaos could already be on the move, the world must be told of the coming darkness.”

The ground began shaking and the Old Priest looked at his Nephew.

“You do believe me, don’t you Leon?” He asked in his old voice.

The place began shaking violently, Leon and the Old Priest looked around.

“It has begun.” The Old Priest said.

The Old Priest began gathering his materials as the Teen named Leon tries to get him.

“Leave it uncle it’s not important.” He said as he ran out to see how long the Cathedral would last long.

But as he enters back the Ball of Fire fell in the Cathedral Making a big Hole in the Ground.

“UNCLE!” Leon cried out.

Thousands of years had passed and everything had changed, the land began to flourish again and those who survived the Disaster so very long ago told the Story of their lives and experience and everything passed down from Generations to Generations. It had been a Tradition to tell the Story of the Three Elemental Knights, no one knows the Name of the Three Knights, only those who were close to them are the only ones who knew them.After the Great Disaster no one knows where the Elemental Knights Went, Many still fear their might especially the Dark Knight, The Story goes that he’s a man of honour, but upon the Unjustified Execution of the one he hold dear, he made a deal to avenge someone he loved, along with the other Two they’ve sworn to continue their Cycle of Vengeance against those who caused them Grief.

Peace reigned for so many Years,

The Twelve Kingdoms defines the Main Structure of the World. All the creature that exist in the world, flourish, and perish in the eternal cycle within the World. However an unknown and powerful force appeared outside the 12 Kingdoms, and it intended to twist the rules and orders of the World it was called the Lord of Chaos, The Heroes of the 12 Kingdoms combined their strength to face the Alternate Kingdoms. Despite their efforts, they were not strong enough to defeat the Lord of Chaos. In order to defeat the Lord of Chaos from entering the 12 Kingdoms the heroes were left with no other option but to separate the 12 Kingdoms into 2 Group, ALLIES consisting of 6 Group of Kingdom, AMERICA, CANADA, RUSSIA, FRANCE, ENGLAND, and CHINA, Then AXIS who was consisting of the other half of the 12 Kingdom, it’s Group consisted of ITALY, GERMANY, JAPAN, TURKEY, SPAIN, and PRUSSIA. However, the chaotic powers of the Lord of Chaos were still able to find their way into the 12 Kingdoms, most people in the world cannot resist the power of Chaos and tremble in front of it. But the hearts of men are easily corrupted.

In the land of Europe, under the Coliseum of Rome is where the Heart of Chaos is Sealed in Peace,

But the hearts of men are easily corrupted. A Corruption of an Ancestor is Passed down from Generations to Generations to control all others, The Ancestral Lines of Tarleton produced a Successorof the First Ancestor and into this Successor, they poured his cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate all life.

The People Wait their only hope, a Prophecy when the World is in darkness 12 Warriors will come.

“Darkness crept back into the Surface of the world.It has been said, that in the end of all things we would find a new beginning. But as the shadow once again crawls across our world, in the stench of terror drifts on the bitter wind, The people prays for strength and guidance, they should pray for the Mercy of Swift Death for I have seen what the Darkness Hides.”

But this Time Two Evil Forces will Clash Against each other, One is the Successor and the Other was an Ancient Darkness

The People Wait their only hope, a Prophecy when the World is in darkness 12 Warriors will come.

TO BE CONTINUED

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A WORLD TO CARE FOR