After that, you got to know the Prussian pretty well. He would come over to play with you every Saturday and you loved every moment of it. It was just after two years though, that your mom pasted away. You had been out all day with Gilbert. He had decided to bring you to the park that day.
You had tones of fun at the park, There was an old wooden slide and a field where you and Gilbert had played tag. The two of you had been there for hours until it got dark and it was time to bring you home. The walk home had been pretty quiet. He had been carrying you and you almost fell asleep in his arms.
"Mommy, we're back." Your seven year-old self called out as Gilbert opened the door. He put you down as soon as you entered the house and went to the kitchen to see if your mom was cooking dinner. You didn't think any thing about your mom not greeting you and went up the stairs to the bathroom.
Your little feet thudded up the stairs as you hurried to the much needed toilet. But when you got up there, you froze. There standing in front of you was a scene that you never imagined. Some man that had (H/C) and green eyes was holding your mother, one hand covering her mouth, the other holding a knife to her neck.
You heart beat picked up, and you were suddenly wide awake. You glared at the man just as your mother noticed you. Her eyes widened, but the man didn't notice. He was too busy with the words he was speaking.
"Where is the little brat?" The man demanded. "Where is (Y/N)?!"
He starred into your mother's fearful eyes. she tried to make subtile motions, telling you that you needed to leave. You understood the gestures, but there was no way you were going to leave your mother here to die. You needed her more then anything.
"Get away from her!" You yelled running at the man. You weren't that big of a person, but you had surprise on your side. You managed to knock him to the ground and set your mother free.
Wordlessly your mother scooped you up into her armsand brought you down the stairs where Gilbert met the two of you. "You need to get her away from here." Your mother told Gilbert fantically. "Hurry, you don't have much time."
"Nein." Gilbert told your mother firmly. It was the first time you had ever heard Gilbert use this kind ove tone with your mother. You didn't really know what to expect, and to be honest, it scared you a little bit. "You and (Y/N) have to go, I'll be right behind you."
Suddenly there was a loud bang coming from just above the stairs and you couldnt help but let out a little squeek. You went to look at what had made the noice but your mom had put her hand at the back of your head and didnt let you turn. But you wanted to see what was going on, no matter how horrifying it may seemed. it would be better then you just listening.
"Give me (Y/N) and no one gets hurt." The man said, but the lie was clear in his voice. You had the feeling that if you went with him, you were going to be the one that was going to get hurt. That's probably why your mom didnt want you going with the man.
"Thats a lie and you know it." You exclaimed even if you couldnt see the man. You could feel his stare on your back as soon as you spoke. You tried to wiggle out of your mothers grip and surprisingly she allowed you to do so, it was probably the fact that she was taken over with shock.
"Oh so she's a smart one." The man said and you glarred. Your (E/C) narrowing at the man. Gilbert tried to stand in front of you, to block you from the man's sight, but you just moved. If the man wanted you, he could have you, but you weren't going down easily.
"What do you even want with me?" You questioned him. He looked at the knife in his hand before looking back at you with a smirk. That was enough for you to tell his intentions. You didn't want to go with him anymore, but no matter what, you weren't going to move, not when your mother was in danger.
You took a deep breath, glaring at the man one more time before running off into the house. "If you want me you can come and get me!" You yelled. You heard the man jump over the railing and his big feet hit the floor.
"No!" Your mother yelled as you stopped since the man was standing glaring down at you. You glared back up at him, nothing showing how you felt. Except for the little bit of determination in you (E/C) eyes.
What happened next seemed to go in slow motion. You stood there as the man began to bring down his knife. Suddenly Gilbert was there, blocking it from you. But little did you know that your mother had jumped in front of Gilbert. But your mom fell to the ground and Gilbert scooped you up into his arms.
"Aw, you know you just ruined the fun." The man said and kicked your mothers body. You cried out when you saw this and tried to run to your mother. But you couldn't since Gilbert was holding you back.
"Mommy!" You yelled and she looked up at you. Her mouth moved but no words came out. But you understood the three words she tried to say. 'Stay with Gilbert.' Those were the last words you ever got to see her say - or at least try to say - before her eyes closed forever.
"Mommy!" You yelled again and glared at the man. You yelled and screamed as Gilbert carried you out of the house. Why wasn't he going to kill this man after he had just killed your mother? I didn't make any sense to you then.
But now that you're older, it finally makes sense. If he had attacked the man that day, you could have gotten hurt or killed. If you had gotten killed, Gilbert would have died with you. You are his scar holder. If a countries scar holder dies, so does the country,not that you knew Gilbert represented the counry of Prussia when you first met him though. No, you didnt know that until you had turned twelve. you were fifteen now so that had been three years ago that he had told you.
"Gilbert, what are we going to do today?" You asked the Prussian with a big smile. It had been eight years since you had been taken into Gilbert's care and ten since you had met him. Over that time, you had come to like the albino. Not that you would admit that or anything.
"I don't know (Y/N), I have to go visit mein bruder today." He said and you nodded.
"I'll go get my stuff ready then." You said. You always went with him when he went to visit Ludwig. You quickly collected your things and off the two of you went.
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Scar Holder (Prussia x Reader)
FanficYou met him at the age of five. He had come into your house, blood covering him completely. But when he saw the scar on you cheek the first words he decided to say to you were, "The first one always hurts the most."