A Forbidden Love ~ A Prucan Tale

Captured

|| AUTHORS NOTES ||
Though I have certain characters as antagonists, I don't hate or strongly dislike these characters, it's just how I thought they might fit. Just saying, ^^

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Matthew looked up, seeing a tall woman and man who seemed the same height. They seemed to be speaking in German and a few points Hungarian. Matthew lifted his more, getting a better look. The lady had long brown hair, light green eyes, and wore a green shirt and pants, with brown shoes. The man wore a similar outfit but with a dark shade of blue, almost purple, wearing glasses with a similar cowlick to Alfreds but longer with more of a curl like his own.

"Itt találtam őket, vajon miért itt vannak." She said, folding her arms.

"Azta, azt gondolná, hogy okosabbak lesznek..Das ist Gilbert für dich..." The man said, going over to them and began to pick up Gilbert. But as he did, Matthew quickly got up pulling out a knife, "Ay! What do you think you're doing?!" He yelled, placing an arm in front of Gilbert, shielding him.

The two seemed surprised by Matthew's action but stayed remotely calm. The man, after getting spooped, composed his calm look following a smirk. "Ah, I see Gilbert has not introduced us yet." He said, vaguely, approaching Matthew closer, lowering down the other's knife. Matthew out of panic kicked him, causing him to yelping. The yelp ended up waking Gilbert, who quickly noticed them all and stood up into a protective pose. "Roderich!? Wha-?!" He said, confused but more panicked.

"Oh, my beautiful wife and I were just strolling. Planning to pay you, little rebels..." He said, smirk turning to a frown. "Your brother, may or may haven't had rat you both out. But, let's discuss more in private, we don't we..?" He said smiling as he looked over the two shoulders, and after that was a thud following pitch black.

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"Hmm, w-what...huh!" Matthew muttered, slowly waking up, finding himself in a cell. Wrists, neck, and ankles chained. He looked around, seeing nothing but a small gap as a window for lights, and a jail-like door showing the unconscious Prussian in the cell across him. "G-Gil! Wake up!" He yelled, getting up and walk over but was restrained by the chains.

Gilbert stayed motionless, but after several minutes, he opened his eyes, feeling his head. "Ugh, what...happened...?" He groaned, realizing the chain/cuffs on him. "Matthew, are you okay?" He asked, seeing him in the other cell.

"Y-Yeah, you?" He nodded, "Is, is this your home?" 

"Unfortunately, yes...More like a prison...Literally!" He said, standing up and began thinking of ways to get out.

Matthew chuckled at the remark, and sat down, feeling scared and began feeling claustrophobic. "Y-You think we'll be okay..?" He asked, curling up.

"Don't worry, I'll find a way. We'll be okay, I promise." He said, reassuring the other with a comforting smile.

Matthew smiled back, nervously, but before he could say anything, a door opened. Out came Roderich, and a short, about Arthur's height, Italian with dark auburn-hair, having a neutral expression, while holding a few keys.

"Ah, finally our guests are awake. Well, I suppose you two can help us." He said, chuckling as the Italian began opening Matthew's cell, following Gilberts. Once done, he uncuffed Gilbert, who gave a worried look, which the Italian returned. But quickly handed him to Roderich, following the same process with Matthew, but guided him out.

"What the hell do you want our help for? Kicking your ass?" Said Gilbert, giving Roderich a death stare, as they were guided into an empty room, seeming to be a ballroom that wasn't kept up. 

"Oh, just some spells you came back with. Funny how that's the only thing you can do right." He said, sarcastically with a smile but morphed into a smirk. "Let's try Matthew first, he must have some experience, so I'll spare you for the time being." He said, cuffing Gilbert to the stair railing that they had just down.

Gilbert struggled to free himself, unsure what they'll do, watching helplessly. Matthew sharing the same expression. Roderich grabbed his wrist, dismissing the Italian, who went to Gilbert. Roderich then took out a paper, crumpled up, and began to pronounce the gibber words. Once finished Matthew began to kneel, screaming in apparent pain swarming in his mind, eyes going from a light, vivid purple to pitch black. In doing so, causing Roderich to step back as if he was affected in the process. The prince continued screaming, both spouting in French and English, at one point calling for Gilbert. "Stop! Please! I-It hurts, please!" He repeated before shortly passing out in the process. Roderich was still balancing himself while being revealed new and unseen memories, that could have only come from Matthew. 

"Yo, holy shit." Said Roderich, unknown to react with, turning to Gilbert who seemed horrified by the cries of his lover.

"What did you do?!" He yelled, struggling to uncuff himself so he could slap the Jesus out of his brother.

Roderich shrugged, taking the paper out and reading the title, "Apparently mind control, and.." He read closer, "I apparently did it wrong...I may have miss pronounced it. Oh well, I'll try it later." He said, shrugging and putting the paper into his pocket as he took out another paper. "Hmm, this one is a blackout spell...Hmm, the after effects seem okay." 

Before Gilbert could pop off, Roderich was already butchering the spell. After a few seconds, the Prussian began to feel dizzy, his head pounded before falling to the ground with a painful, and loud thud that echoed in his mind.

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From what seemed like an eternity, Matthew found himself in an empty room, looking around frantically, soon turning to Gilbert, back facing him. "Gilbert!" He quickly ran to him, embracing but was met with an unamused face as Gilbert turned around, looking down at Matthew, and quickly broke the hug. 

"Look at you. Pathetic." He said, his voice low, seeming to echo. "You couldn't even take Roderich, and he's pretty much weak without Elizabetha there. Plus, you just panic instead of think of a way to get out?"

"G-Gil..I'm sorry, but I didn't know what else to do! I've never bee-" Matthew began, taken back by Gilbert's remarks, but was shortly interrupted.

"Yeah, because you spend your time is all up on your throne. Do you ever think more than just yourself? Look what you've done to your family. You can't even talk to your father without acting like a brat."

"You know damn well why I yelled at them! They've been unreasonable, and I'm not on a throne whatsoever! Just because I'm part of loyalty doesn't mean I have a stick up my ass!" He said as guilt began to settle in, "Why, why are you saying all this..?"

"Isn't it clear, this is all just a damn plan. I've always been assigned to spy on you, so if you try hurting us, we can always get the upper hand. I mean, it's quite obvious. But, not surprising coming from the stupid little blondie here.

"Stop! I'm not stupid! And, what do you mean..? I  thought you loved me...?" Matthew yelled, tears forming.

"He's not one of us, Matthew. Give it up. Come back." Said Francis, coming out from the shadows, eyes pitch black. "Come and be happy."

"Dads right, bro." Followed Alfred, coming out with a devilish smirk, his eyes pitch black.

"What's, what's going on? What's with you all?!" Asked Matthew, stepping back, noticing Gilbert's eyes filling darkness and began to walk closer.

"Matthew. Give it up. All you're doing is causing trouble. Look what've you done." Said Arthur, coming out as well, having a frown as tears fell. 

Everyone soon began corning Matthew, following mutters and all and everything that would strike and hurt Matthew's already broken heart. Causing him to curl up into a ball, staring into nothing, tears bursting out as his close ones crowded around him, and continued getting closer and closer. But right as one of them had placed a hand on Matthew, he woke up, finding himself in his cell, tears all over his face. All that rung in his head were the negative remarks from his previous nightmare. He looked over seeing Gilbert awake, blankly staring at the wall, seemed to have been crying as well. His eyes were bloodshot red. 

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