The Epic of Germany and the Sacred Flag
Title: The Epic of Germany and the Sacred Flag
Author: Keylah
Rating: R for France
Character(s)/Pairing(s): (somewhat) Germany/Italy, Ancient Rome, Germania, Hungary, Greece, Austria, Japan, France, England, America, Prussia, Russia, Belarus, Tony, Lithuania, Romano, China, Hong Kong, Australia, Sealand, General Winter, Latvia
Warnings: France being France and use of Nation names (no human names are used)
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters within the story belong to the awesome Hidekaz Himaruya.
Summary: De-anon from hetalia_kink meme.
Greek Epic AU. Germany learns that the gods up in Mt. Roma aren't quite as wonderful as myth would have you believe as he battles lewd satyrs and braves the icy underworld to prove to Ancient Rome that he won't deflower the god's precious son, Italy.
Part 1: In which Germany meets Italy, and Germania and Ancient Rome have a Conversation
O Sing to me muses! Sing to me of the great warrior Germany, grand Ludwig's son, who battled lewd satyrs of great proportions, and passed through the underworld, to reclaim the sacred flag of Italy once stolen. Sing! So we may recall the meeting of the golden son of Ancient Rome and Florence, and the great son of Ludwig. Remember Italy, hidden from the world within a solid box of sturdy wood as he wept in terror hoping to one day see his glorious skies and beloved pasta once more. Hail the arrival of the brave Germany, grandly returning from the scene of battle. Though weary and tired, the man whose heart was as strong as his might paused at the sounds of cries that seeped through the stolid planks that built the wooden vessel. With a mighty heave, the lid fell free and out sprang the golden son of Ancient Rome in furious terror:
"Ve! Don't kill me, don't kill me, pleeeeease!"
"Who are you…?"
Behold, the clandestine meeting of these two, immortal and mortal, had come to pass as the three fates decreed, witnessed high above in the peaks of grand Mt. Roma, home of the gods. Within the sacred pool of Ancient Rome, the two figures swirled and dipped beneath the eyes of an angered god.
"Eeeeeh? With him of all people?"
And lovely Germania, with flowing locks of gold and frowning visage, god of marriage and women - or womanly men - spoke to his husband with tones of approval:
"Why not? He seems strong, who else would be better to take care of Italy?"
The great god Ancient Rome, king of all gods on Mt. Roma, replied with thunderbolts sizzling with his every word:
"The man, warrior though he may be, is favored by Prussia! Prussia! No other god could be so irresponsible or irrational!"
Germania needed voice no more words. Beneath the heavy of gaze of Germania, Ancient Rome felt as though he had been pierced by a thrust of his own thunderbolts, so great was the weight of his husband's unrelenting disapproval. And so the mighty god conceded for fear of more reprisal from his mate, whose great chest carried the capacity to carry on for much length.
"If this man, Germany, is to take charge of my beloved son Italy, I shall challenge him to undertake a quest to prove his worth as a warrior fit to care for the charioteer of the skies! But you, Germania, are forbidden from aiding but once, as you would champion this young hero."
And thus, Germania was appeased. So the two beholden within the looking pool, continued walking with naught a care in the world, unknowing the plans those meddling gods of Mt. Roma had in store for them. Then Great Germania, wise Germania, knowledgeable Germania, as he stared into the pool questioned his great husband:
"And where shall we find warriors to fight in the next war, if you are continually sending them all out on quests?"
The Great Ancient Rome did not answer, for he was lord of all gods and answered only as he wished.
Notes:
(1) Florence is a city in Italy, thought to be the birth of the Italian Renaissance. In the Hetalia Pantheon, Florence is an OC and minor goddess, mother of N. and S. Italy.
(2) If anyone is interested in knowing, the 3 fates are Scotland, Wales, and N. Ireland.
(3) Womanly men: In ancient Greece, men who were considered homosexual or not manly men, and/or seemed to actually enjoy a homosexual relationship were considered Womanly men. Although male/male pairings were common and approved of in Ancient Greece, the basis of the relationship was similar to that of mentor and student in which the "student" gained the benefit of his "Mentor's" reputation and resources while the "Mentor" got sex.
(4) Germania says "you" but he's targeting Ancient Rome. Really, he should be saying "we" since all the gods at some point or other meddle in the affairs of mortals and demigods. Particularly if they don't like them.
Part 2
Author: Keylah
Rating: R for France
Character(s)/Pairing(s): (somewhat) Germany/Italy, Ancient Rome, Germania, Hungary, Greece, Austria, Japan, France, England, America, Prussia, Russia, Belarus, Tony, Lithuania, Romano, China, Hong Kong, Australia, Sealand, General Winter, Latvia
Warnings: France being France and use of Nation names (no human names are used)
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters within the story belong to the awesome Hidekaz Himaruya.
Summary: De-anon from hetalia_kink meme.
Greek Epic AU. Germany learns that the gods up in Mt. Roma aren't quite as wonderful as myth would have you believe as he battles lewd satyrs and braves the icy underworld to prove to Ancient Rome that he won't deflower the god's precious son, Italy.
Part 1: In which Germany meets Italy, and Germania and Ancient Rome have a Conversation
O Sing to me muses! Sing to me of the great warrior Germany, grand Ludwig's son, who battled lewd satyrs of great proportions, and passed through the underworld, to reclaim the sacred flag of Italy once stolen. Sing! So we may recall the meeting of the golden son of Ancient Rome and Florence, and the great son of Ludwig. Remember Italy, hidden from the world within a solid box of sturdy wood as he wept in terror hoping to one day see his glorious skies and beloved pasta once more. Hail the arrival of the brave Germany, grandly returning from the scene of battle. Though weary and tired, the man whose heart was as strong as his might paused at the sounds of cries that seeped through the stolid planks that built the wooden vessel. With a mighty heave, the lid fell free and out sprang the golden son of Ancient Rome in furious terror:
"Ve! Don't kill me, don't kill me, pleeeeease!"
"Who are you…?"
Behold, the clandestine meeting of these two, immortal and mortal, had come to pass as the three fates decreed, witnessed high above in the peaks of grand Mt. Roma, home of the gods. Within the sacred pool of Ancient Rome, the two figures swirled and dipped beneath the eyes of an angered god.
"Eeeeeh? With him of all people?"
And lovely Germania, with flowing locks of gold and frowning visage, god of marriage and women - or womanly men - spoke to his husband with tones of approval:
"Why not? He seems strong, who else would be better to take care of Italy?"
The great god Ancient Rome, king of all gods on Mt. Roma, replied with thunderbolts sizzling with his every word:
"The man, warrior though he may be, is favored by Prussia! Prussia! No other god could be so irresponsible or irrational!"
Germania needed voice no more words. Beneath the heavy of gaze of Germania, Ancient Rome felt as though he had been pierced by a thrust of his own thunderbolts, so great was the weight of his husband's unrelenting disapproval. And so the mighty god conceded for fear of more reprisal from his mate, whose great chest carried the capacity to carry on for much length.
"If this man, Germany, is to take charge of my beloved son Italy, I shall challenge him to undertake a quest to prove his worth as a warrior fit to care for the charioteer of the skies! But you, Germania, are forbidden from aiding but once, as you would champion this young hero."
And thus, Germania was appeased. So the two beholden within the looking pool, continued walking with naught a care in the world, unknowing the plans those meddling gods of Mt. Roma had in store for them. Then Great Germania, wise Germania, knowledgeable Germania, as he stared into the pool questioned his great husband:
"And where shall we find warriors to fight in the next war, if you are continually sending them all out on quests?"
The Great Ancient Rome did not answer, for he was lord of all gods and answered only as he wished.
Notes:
(1) Florence is a city in Italy, thought to be the birth of the Italian Renaissance. In the Hetalia Pantheon, Florence is an OC and minor goddess, mother of N. and S. Italy.
(2) If anyone is interested in knowing, the 3 fates are Scotland, Wales, and N. Ireland.
(3) Womanly men: In ancient Greece, men who were considered homosexual or not manly men, and/or seemed to actually enjoy a homosexual relationship were considered Womanly men. Although male/male pairings were common and approved of in Ancient Greece, the basis of the relationship was similar to that of mentor and student in which the "student" gained the benefit of his "Mentor's" reputation and resources while the "Mentor" got sex.
(4) Germania says "you" but he's targeting Ancient Rome. Really, he should be saying "we" since all the gods at some point or other meddle in the affairs of mortals and demigods. Particularly if they don't like them.
Part 2