Higher Ground [DenNor/SuFin]

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Once upon a time, Vikings were controlling the northern seas. You had tribes that were strengthened by power, like fighting ability and srength. The others were built on the power of magic. You had tribes that were high in rank like the tribes from, Ingvar Oxenstierna, Trygve Køhler, Frode Bondevik.

But this tale isn't about them. It's about their sons. The tribe that was ruled by the Bondevik family used mainly magic and was the most powerful magic tribe from all the Nordic countries together. While the Oxenstierna and the Køhler tribe were created on fighting ability and strength.

The Køhler tribe and the Bondevik tribe had an alliance for nearly 100 years. In the time of war, they assisted each other. The Bondevik tribe was somewhat friendly to other tribes who didn't attack them, while the Køhler tribe didn't show tolerance to anyone near their territory. 

The danish tribe held a bad relationship with the Oxenstierna tribe, the two had a lot of useless wars. Their difficulty arose a long time ago, created by their ancestors. And it may become the end of both tribes if it wasn't established. 

Now that all the information is behind us. Let's begin the story shall we?

It was around 6 o'clock in the morning when a small violet-eyed boy and his father left their wooden house, to get to the huge Viking boats that were established in the harbour. It was very nerve-racking for the boy. He had zero idea of what was going on. Little did he know that he was about to meet the leader of the Køhler tribe for the first time.

The five-year-old was about to meet the leader's son as well, likewise known as the future tribe leader of the Køhler tribe. The Norwegian's father told him to simply speak when it instructed him to. The small boy believed it was unnecessary, nevertheless he but listened to his father.

His father was powerful but had no magic. He and his mother, on the other hand, did have magical powers. His dad was known to be a true leader, he was powerful and patient. That was the reason the members of the Bondevik tribe admired him so much. He didn't want to lose lives on wars, his only requirement was to defend his tribe and his allies.

But Lukas had known him different, His father and mother were forced to marry so there was no love among them. They pretended to be a happy couple outside their house but inside they hardly talked, and if they did it was about something the other did wrong.

His mother was a gentlewoman, she took care of his little brother Emil and him, she had always given them love and support. She was recognised as the heart of the tribe, a lot of people loved and admired her.

Lukas and his father had to spend a few days on the boat before they arrived, the five-year-old boy had no trouble with it.

He could read his books while his father was working. The Norwegian boy loved reading, it didn't matter what it was Some kind women of his tribe wrote books for him. He always cherished the books they created for him. The following few days remained peaceful. 

His father ordered him to get ready to leave the ship so he grasped his books and put them in the sack his mother gave him when he left. The little boy didn't know what to expect. He marched up to his father, however, he seemed very serious. The boy questioned if this meeting was important to him. After a few days on the sea, The norwegian boy finally saw land again.

 He followed his father silently. Lukas noticed a tall man, the man had spiked brownish hair, next to him stood a blond-haired woman, she grinned friendly. He glanced up at his own father, his expression seemed cold like it always did. Not understanding what to do, he put on an emotionless expression as well.

The tribe leaders greeted each other when they were ended, the leader from the Køhler tribe kneeled down in front of Lukas. "Hi there tiny guy!! You must be Lukas! I am Trygve Køhler, one of your fathers friends!!"

Lukas looked up at his father waiting for his permission to speak, his father nodded and he looked back at the man in front of him "It's nice to meet you sir." He said politely. The brown-haired man laughed. "Way calmer than our little boy isn't he?" He said looking at his wife. She nodded in response.

He focused his attention back on the Norwegian boy in front of him"I am sure you are here to meet my son are ya?" Lukas nodded politely once again.

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Hi hi!

This is the first chapter of higher ground. Thank you for reading this chapter, I hope you enjoyed it!

English isn't my first language, so I apologise for the grammar mistakes.

⚠️I do not own the fanart that has been used for this chapter, nor do I own the characters or Hetalia itself.⚠️

-Dino