Title : Beauty and the Beast

Fandom : Hetalia

Author : Hyperkaoru

Genre : AU, Fantasy, Fairytale remixed, romance, angst

Pairing : UKUS, RusAme

Rate : G (For now)

Special thanks : is my ultimate beta. But if I told you faithfully, she done almost 50% of work.

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Prologue

Every child is taught to be honorable; no lying, no killing, no stealing and no cheating.

Even with an uneducated man like Frank Jones, there was no exception. His mother always told him not to do bad deeds, and Frank held her words to his heart. As the years passed, the little boy grew up to be a handsome young man, with silky brown hair and warm brown eyes, who worked as a carpenter in a small village and married a decent woman, Amelia, and was soon to be a father.

When his child is old enough to understand the words of morale, he'll teach him to be a good person like his mother taught him. His child will be honorable like Frank, except, in a moment after this, Frank will no longer be an honorable man.

In his hand there were stolen cabbages. Frank tried his hardest to calm his pounding heart as he ran across the field to his home.

/Almost there, almost there/ he repeated like a mantra, until he saw a thin figure in a dark robe standing in front of him, with a tall wand in his hand and a murderous expression on his face. Frank suddenly halted his rapid pace before he bumped into the said figure.

Before him, the most infamous dark wizard stood as still as an oak tree. But the look on his face made Frank's knees weaken. He fell on them, but still held the stolen cabbages with dear life.

"Please forgive me, my lord! Please forgive me, I beg you. I'll pay every gold piece I have for these cabbages!"

Truth be told, Frank only had a few gold coins left after buying food for the entire coming winter, but he didn't want to risk the dark wizard's wrath.

"Filthy thief! Do not bargain with me. Put down my belongings and receive your just punishment as a guilty man. I do not want your gold nor your excuses!"

The words thundered through the field as the sky darkened from the mighty wizard's power. The young man's body tumbled and shook uncontrollably with fear. He was on his hands and knees, asking for forgiveness that would never be permitted.

"Frank!" shouted his wife, Amelia, whose shiny golden hair waved and bounced wildly as she ran across the field with all her might. Her pretty face was full of worry, and her body froze as she saw the dark wizard before her.

"My lord, please let Frank go! It's my fault that I craved for your cabbages! I pleaded him over and over to get them for me. I'll do anything to pay for my guilt!"

There was some kind of thunder stuck in those emerald eyes as their owner set his sights on the woman. The dark wizard gawked at her. It may have been for a few seconds or maybe an eternity, but Amelia felt like he saw through her very soul. For a heartbeat, the blonde woman almost felt heat in those beautiful, cold eyes, but those flickering sparks were not towards her. A million questions ran through her mind until he spoke up breathlessly.

"You bear a child. A boy, if I’m not mistaken."

/My child, he wants my child./ Amelia thought instantly.

It was the husband who awoke from the stunning moment first. He let go of the cabbages and held his wife as he pleaded to the wizard.

"My wife is pregnant, my lord. Please do not harm her! Lay your rage upon me, I beg you!"

For a moment, the terrified young man thought the wizard would kill them. Instead, he told them with a calm voice, "Give your child to me and I will let this go."

Those lovely blue eyes filled with tears as realization sunk in. Amelia choked on her words as she begged to the mighty wizard.

"My lord.... Please, not my child! He hasn't even been born yet. You will not kill him. If you’re enraged by us that much, at least wait until I give birth to my child and I'll receive your punishment with no more protest!"

The wizard tells her with an irritated voice, "Foolish woman, I don't mean the fetus; I want him the day he is born."

"But-"

"Either that or you’re both dead."

The heart-wrenching woman held her arms over her belly protectively. "The child is guiltless. I couldn't let him be harmed. Not in exchange of my life or anything in the world."

The wizard looked like he was losing more and more patience with every passing second. "I will not harm him or use him for dark magic. The boy will be risen, educated and be my heir. I'll make him become the greatest wizard next to myself."

"Wh-"

"Hold your question. The only permission you are given is to accept my command, or I'll kill you and take the child from your womb."

After the dark wizard’s declaration, the couple could do nothing but accept their fate with great remorse.

The days went by as the distressed couple worked and saved up money for the winter. They stayed safely within their home until the snow and ice began to melt. Amelia's belly grew bigger and bigger through the passing weeks, and it wasn’t long until the first signs of spring began to poke and blossom through the clumps of white. Dread only grew for the anxious couple. They went about their daily chores and work, but in the back of their minds they knew the child’s birth was steadily approaching. It was only a matter of time before summer would arrive, and Amelia would give birth to their first born son.

The wizard appeared in front of the married couple’s door the second after their newborn first cried. The door opened without anyone touching its lock, and the dark wizard breezed in like he belonged in their home.

"Give me the child," he commanded.

Even Frank felt like he wanted to hide from those piercing eyes, but the brave husband came between the wizard and his family. His palms began to sweat and his breath hitched, but he refused to take his eyes away from the figure in front of him.

“He was just born, my lord. You can’t take him away this early.”

Looking up closely, Frank noticed that the wizard, who lived even before his great-great grandparents were born, was a handsome young man with cropped, blonde hair and fair skin. His thick eyebrows complimented those sharp emerald eyes and made them look powerful and unearthly, but the man who stands in front of them was no different than an evil entity in mankind’s nightmare. A nightmare who has come to steal his son away.

“He was promised to me. He became mine the second he was born,” the dark wizard said sternly.

Amelia's lips trembled. Her eyes wet with tears as she delivered her baby with sorrow.

"My lord, please show mercy. He needs to be breast fed or he'll die from hunger and illness."

"I will feed him with my blood. He shall have no mortal illness invade him for the rest of his life."

"Will we ever see him again?" The mother asked with a shaken voice.

"No." The wizard said sharply, and then he tossed a heavy pouch with gold to the ground in front of the couple. "I give you three days to move out of town, and then never come back again."

"Please take care of him," Amelia whispered the second the almighty wizard disappeared from their door with their infant child.

Frank held her fragile body against his chest as they cried like there was no tomorrow. For them, all the hope and sunshine was taken away with their son. It was his fault. He shouldn't have done what Amelia asked of him! Amelia was pregnant and not being herself. It was his responsibility to protect and take care of her, but he failed and forgot his mother’s words. Now that consequence was too dreadful to bear, and his son…/their/ son, was taken away by the hand of a cruel, immortal dark wizard.

Their child will never know who his parents are. He will never be loved and taught to fish and play ball like the other children. All he will have is a locked up life in a high tower, and become evil like the dark wizard himself. His heart numbed as he imaged his son beaten and starved to near death. From his wife’s weeping cries and struggled breaths, she must have imaged the same thought as him.

/One day, we will get our son back…no matter how long it takes or how much it costs/, Frank promised to himself.

Somewhere, as if feeling his parents’ distress, Alfred cried achingly in the arms of his captor.

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to be continue in chapter 1

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