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Name: [AU] Gilbert Weillschmidt
Series: Axis Powers Hetalia
Canon: Seeing as how in the canon storyline of Axis Powers Hetalia Gilbert is actually the nation of Prussia, very little can be kept about his canon story. However, though he might just be a typical, normal person. He does have this crazy delusion in his mind that he is the nation of Prussia, and therefore. His family ties and connections to other from Hetalia remain the same from the actual series.
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Profession: Igura Participant
History:
Gilbert spent his early years as the first son of a man who claimed his family line went back to the earliest of Germanic tribes. Together, they lived alone in a small house located far from civilization; he was educated to take pride in his family's heritage. There was not just German in his bloode, but the firey power of the Prussians. And Gilbert must honor the former nation of Prussia if he could not honor the pride of the Germanics. His father was a hunter and gather to be precise, so Gilbert grew up knowing that in order to live, you must kill to survive. Not only must he learn to kill in order to obtain meat for food, but to obtain materials for clothing (granted, his father and he did ocassionally dabble in purchasing premade clothing), and...at the most extreme: to establish dominance and power. While Gilbert never truly went to school for any purpose--whether it be military training or actual schooling--he felt as if he knew more about the world and how to endure the hardships of life than anyone else his age. At the age of three, Gilbert joined his father on a hunt, and watched as his father--skilled, agile and powerful in every aspect--hunted down, killed and gutted a deer. The mere concept of being to outrun and outlast another living thing caused the little boy's views on life to become heightened and the idea stayed with him and thrived. With little to no modern conveinences, Gilbert's only form of entertainment as a child was watching his father hunt, and observing nature. With each passing day observing his surroundings, he began to understand the patterns of life around him, the movements of animals around him, how soon the seasons would change. All of this: just by observing his surroundings. By the age of seven, Gilbert had killed large game for the first time. His father's bow in his hands, he waited, hidden among brush and tree branches, his arrow fired from it's restraint and pierced the animal's chest, killing it. Despite the crushing weight of the animal, Gilbert brought it to his home to show his father, expecting praise. However, the praise never came. Instead, punishment was delivered. He was scolded, reprimanded for killing needlessly. The father and son had plenty of food, plenty of animal hides for clothing and blankets even...and this animal's death sickened his father. As punishment, Gilbert was required to spend three nights outside of his home, with nothing but a knife and the clothes on his back. He would be required to remain outside, and if nature demanded that something be exchanged for the animal's death, Gilbert would have to give nature what it desired. During these three nights, Gilbert did not eat. He drank only the water he could find collected on leaves in the early mornings. He did not kill anything. He did not take what nature offered him, he did not give nature anything in exchange. Instead, after these three nights when Gilbert was found by his father, he took something back for nature. The night he returned home, after an additional bout of scolding and punishment, Gilbert listened to what the Prussian inside of himself demanded. Nature would not take its equivalent exchange from Gilbert, no. Gilbert would make the exchange...Using his father. As his father slept, the young boy stood in the doorway to his room, the same knife in his hands from his outdoors ordeal. Silently, he crept up to his father's slumbering body--and jabbed the knife into the man's chest in anticipation that life would run clean from the wound and nature would have taken what it desired after the needless killing from days prior. Gilbert then sobered from this drunk sense of spiritual ecstasy, and grabbed the single phone that remained in his home and dialed for the police. He was a clever boy, knew that there was a perfectly good explanation for him stabbing his father in the back in an attempt to kill him. All he'd say was his father had gone out hunting, and said to stab anyone unfamiliar in the house. It was practically fool proof, and surprisingly, the idea had worked. From here on, Gilbert was sent to live with his mother, whom his father had separated from while he was still very young. Upon meeting his mother again, he discovered that she had gotten herself into another relationship that had failed--and she had been left pregnant. His mother was never informed of the terrible deed he had committed, just that his father had perished and he was in need of a home until he was of age. Gilbert was amazed at all the modern trinkets his mother had. He had never seen a television, or a computer, or a cell phone for that matter. It all fascinated him. Most of all, he was intrigued by television. With such a device, he was capable of discovering what was happening outside of his small corner of the world. But unlike other children, cartoons and silly shows didn't appeal to him. News and history did. And this was how he discovered just how amazing the great nation of Prussia was. Historical documentaries on the former empire astounded him, made him realize just what sort of person his father wanted him to be. Then came the birth of his brother. The infant that was born was offered to his mother after he had been cleaned and the moment the woman saw the child she grimaced, declaring that she didn't want to see the child's face. Her true colors began to show as she spewed out swears and hateful terms towards the man who placed this child inside of her. Instead, the child was offered to Gilbert to hold until his mother's rage subsided. Violent and angry, the woman refused to name the child, and so, Gilbert was ultimately left to make the decision being the small child's only family. Gilbert looked at the doctor with a confused expression and said "What do you mean? I don't need to name him, can't you see that he's Germany?" The doctor then requested a real name for the infact. Gilbert shrugged and insisted on the name Ludwig. A fine German name. The doctor, quite confused by Gilbert's desire to call the boy Germany decided to ask him a couple questions...such as his name, his age, his birthday...All of which, he answered with facts about the former nation of Prussia. He even said his name was Prussia, and his father was Frederick the Great. Disturbed by Gilbert, the doctor called the psychiatric ward of the hospital and explained Gilbert to him. The boy was then brought down to said ward of the hospital while his little brother was taken off else where to be cared for. After the doctor evaluated Gilbert for a while, and got his mother to sign a form consenting to her allowing the boy to be hospitalized for a few days, it was determined that Gilbert was in fact delusional, and was possibly schizophrenic. It was with this that it was decidded Gilbert would go and stay in a home for emotionally and mentally disturbed children for further evaluation. After having to deal with his fathers death and being thrown into a modernized society, his mind was probably dealing with a deal of subconscious stress. This was when he met Lizzi. Lizzi was a young girl in the home he stayed at who had been sexually abused at a young age, and grew up refusing to admit her femininity. Her hair was cut short to a boys length, and she dressed in only boys clothing. And Gilbert was the first person she was able to admit she was female to. Upon meeting the girl, Gilbert said simply "I am the great nation of Prussia, would you like to be allies?" A friendship then grew between these two at the home, and they both confided with one another as much as possible, to the point where Gilbert had started to call Lizzi by the name of Hungary. As the two children got closer, they began to trust one another more, and Gilbert decided to teach her about the equivalent exchange of nature that he had been taught. Late one night, at about the age of twelve, Gilbert invited Lizzi to come outside with him, there was something that he wanted her to see. Out on the lawn of the home was a wolf, sneaking around, heading to where the homes chicken coop was. Gilbert explained that when something in nature was killed, nature would take something back. He pointed out to the girl that the wolf was foaming at the mouth, and was obviously rabid. "I've wondered." he said to her. "What happens if nature takes something first?" He led Lizzi downstairs and cracked one of the many windows of the home, and slipped outside. The girl stared, almost horrified by his actions. "Are you crazy?" she asked. Gilbert only smiled and confirmed her question, and told her she'd know when to jump outside. The little boy started to approach the wolf catching its eye, leading the animal towards him. The wolf snarled, and Gilbert ran back to the house. Not of cowardice, but to throw open the door to the home and lead the wolf inside. The moment the wolf was inside, Gilbert ran back around it, slamming the front door to the house, leaving the rabid animal inside, moments later, Lizzi was seen crawling from the window, and barged up to Gilbert, furious and looking positively female for once. She screamed at Gilbert for being insane and crazy and headed for the front door to open it to get the wolf out. But nothing could be done. Gilbert had no explanation, and soon, that wolf would be hungry enough to target the few other people inside the house, and they'd be no more. Several weeks after Gilbert and Lizzi left their so-called prison to the rabid wolf, Gilbert had to be separated from the girl. And so ended a friendship with the first person he could call a friend at all. No clever story could save Gilbert this time, and he was deemed to be socially unstable, and despite his young age, he would need to be hospitalized until fit to face society. Since Gilbert’s mother was labeled as unfit to be a parent, his father had supposedly perished at his hand, and his guardians at the home had been killed as well, he was considered as your standard orphan, and had no relatives to care for him. So, hospitalizing him resulted in absolutely no complications as he was just a “crazy kid who thinks he’s a country”. And so, by the age of thirteen, Gilbert Weillschmidt had been hospitalized for possible schizophrenia. For five years, the young man underwent treatment of varying degrees, not only for schizophrenia, but for several other possible disorders as well. The first goal was merely to get the young man to realize that he was a real human being and not a former country. As often he was told his name was Gilbert Weillschmidt, he would insist he was Prussia and would proceed to attack anyone who told him otherwise. Close to the age of eighteen, Gilbert's consistent violence and rage started to subside, or at least it seemed so. He began to complain of dizziness, headaches and heaviness, and he started to refuse to take his drugs--leading to a sudden black out, shortly before a risky, and most likely successful treatment that might cure the man of his problems.
Personality:
To be blunt, Gilbert has an ego, he's very self-centered and he likes to think the world revolves around him. However, though his personality on the outside might scream with cocky selfishiness, he's actually quite dead inside. Having been quite alone his entire life, the only company having been his father and Lizzi for that short period of time, Gilbert is sadly almost desperate for a friend, and ally--anyone he can call a companion. Gilbert is also strong-headed, if he has an opinion or an idea in mind, he sticks with it, and it might take a lot for him to back down. Correctness is something else Gilbert prides himself on. He loves it when he's right about something. But, he is stubborn after all, so if he's wrong about something, it might take a while before he'll acknowledge it. Gilbert is quick to anger also, say the wrong thing and he'll have the perfect excuse to hit someone. It should all be kept in mind that, he isn't mentally stable, so therefore--he's pretty nuts.