Mine-Demon!Prussia X Reader-Ch.1

Mine
Demon!Prussia X Reader
Chapter 1
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Author's Note!: So I posted a journal a few nights ago about wanting to make a Prussia X Reader and Demon won! So here we are! I LOVE Demon!Prussia so I'm gonna enjoy making this! X3 OK so this will take place in olden times, like when cities and stuff were called villages, women wore dresses everywhere, and people bathed in their underwear. I'm not going to have it all be in Shakespear writing, don't worry. XD So let's hop to it!
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The mayor of a little town called 'Shadowhall' sauntered back and forth in his office. Sweat covered his forehead as he felt his heart thump quickly. Oh he was in trouble, so much trouble. He owed a demon, the demon of the town, a gift. Why? Well after the opposing town had attacked the whole place was in shambles. So the mayor saw no other way out. He summoned the demon, calling the white haired male with ruby red eyes to him and begging him for help. The demon thought hard on it, asking what he would gain in return.

'Money, gifts, anything you want.' The mayor had said in plead but the demon still didn't agree.

'Just zat? You must have somezing better zan zat if you vant my help.'

The mayor thought and thought, not sure what would please the demon then he offered the only other thing he could think that would work.

'Women?'

The demon's attention sparked at that and he smirks, his eyes glinting.

'I zink zat vill vork. Zis next Sunday I shall return after repairing ze town and you shall line up all ze most beautiful women and I shall decide which I shall take as my bride.' With that the demon had left, keeping his end of the bargain as now the town was completely restored to its natural state. But the mayor, now a week later, had forgotten and was afraid the townspeople will be to late. Looking out his window he sees all the town gathering around the mayors house and he calms slightly, realizing there might just be hope.

"So have ze women all gathered?"

The mayor's heart nearly flies from his chest and he turns to see the devil himself, Gilbert, holding a smirk. His white hair was like a black sheep comparred to the rest of his appearance as his red gems sparkled. He had horns which were hidden beneath the hood of his black jacket. Black pants and black boots were included and his demon tail swished back and forth. The mayor gulps and takes the handkerchief out of his chest pocket and wipes his forehead before nodding and setting it back.

"Y-Yes, all the women are gathering right now."

"Good zen let's see zem." Straightforward was something the mayor was expecting and scurried forward and led the demon down and out of the house. All the town was gathered. All the most beautiful and fascinating women were lined up, the rich ones who made themselves up for the devilishly handsome demon about to inspect them. The mayor gestured towards them.

"Here you are. I gathered all the most beautiful women in our town for you to decide."

Gilbert took a look at them all. All the women gave flirty looks, trying to look the best in hopes of being picked. Gilbert stepped up to the line walked to the right end. The first woman wore a red, frilly dress with her hair tied up in a bun with some bangs hanging down. She wore blush and bright red lipstick. Gilbert took her face in his hands, turning it to the right then to the left. A bored look rested on his pale face and he shakes his head, letting her go then stepping up to the next, doing the same to her as he had the last. It went like that for what felt like forever to the town, sweat once more beading on the mayor's forehead as he tried to keep calm. What if the woman Gilbert wanted wasn't there? What would happen then?

Gilbert was growing agitated as he now stood before the eighth one. Her crimson red gown wrapped around her perfectly. She wore dark red lipstick and dark eyelashes sat on the lids of her blue eyes. Her hair, curly and brown, was pulled back and fell onto her back. She smiled sweetly at the male and he furrowed his brows as he sniffed. His pupils turned to slits for a moment as a scent he rather liked strood into his nostrils and he blinked, shaking his head. Taking her by her jaw he, like the rest, turned her head from one side to the other, judging her. Once more he was unpleased and he felt his demonic fiery rage begin to build the more he was kept from the one he seeked.

Just as he was about to pass to the other a shout was heard and all eyes went to where it had come from.

"Look out!"

A girl, about the age of 19, slammed into the brick covered road next to the woman Gilbert was just inspecting. Gilbert furrows his brows at the maid laying there while the woman glares.

"Damn (F/n), what are you doing? You're making a fool out of me!" The woman hissed at the servant who looked to be holding a red hand bag. Finally the girl slowly sits up, standing and rubbing her cheek. Opening her eyes and lifting her head she reachs the bag out to the woman in red who was obviously her master.

"S-Sorry mistress, I just brought you your bag. You forgot it."

The mistress snatched it away and glared with daggers at her servant. Gilbert, though, stared wide eyed in awe at the girl. She had (h/l), (h/c) hair which perfectly framed her innocent face, (e/c) eyes that were dull but looked to hold a slight sparkle in them. She was dressed in a typical maid outfit with the black dress with a white collar and wrist cuffs, a white apron, and a hat upon her head. He had no words to say. The girl looks to him then gasps and gives a bow.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt!"

With a smack to the head the girl flinches and looks up at her mistress. She woman had hit her with her handbag and Gilbert felt himself growl low and his eyes change to slits.

"Just get back to the house and do your work!"

The girl did not take a moment before she was running back to the mistress' home. Gilbert watched her go intently and the woman faced him once more, a smile once again on her lips.

"I'm so sorry for my servant. She is a handful."

Gilbert said no word though, red shades glued to where the girl had just come from. His pupils were slits still.

"My lord, is something the matter?" The mayor asks and Gilbert blinks then looks to the chubby man and shakes his head with a grin.

"No, but I zink I've made my desicion."

With that the demon faces where the girl had disappeared off to and began to walk after her. The townsfolk watched him and the mayor, though hesitant, followed, curious to know who the demon meant. The rest followed, all the women cocking brows with suspicioun and the mistress in red hoping it wasn't who she thought.
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The maid walked down the street, wiping the stray tear that had fallen from her eye. Stupid, that's all she was. Making a fool out of herself like that then getting a smack for it! Could this day get any worse?

"Frau!"

(F/n) freezes, confused, and turns facing the voice. The demon was sauntering towards her, a smile plastered on his face as he stared with a happy expression. (F/n) blinks and looks behind and around her, wondering if he had actually meant her. Remembering where the town was she realized he meant her and she gulps. Had he come to punish her? She knew demons enjoyed tricks and such but she hadn't done anything! OK she interrupted the inspection but would he actually be mad about that? He didn't look angry so she calmed slightly but still kept her gaurd up. Standing before her now he stops and tilts his head at her.

"I zought zat idiot had collected all ze beautiful women. Well, looks like he kept one from me."

(F/n) blushes at that but then feels herself freeze as he grips her chin, more gently than he had the rest, and turns her head like he had the others just with more delicacy and care. (F/n) felt her face burn even more as he leans in so his nose touched hers and sniffed. His pupils return to slits and fangs grew as a toothy grin etches onto his fangs. At last. He'd found her.

The rest of the townsfolk hurried and stopped, seeing the demon with the servant. All the women were in shock, especially the girls mistress. The mayor gulped, glad the demon had hopefully found the one he'd wanted but also stood in awe that it was someone of the lowest class. Gilbert stares deeply into the girls eyes, unable to say a word as his dark, cold heart skipped beats. (F/n) wasn't sure what to say.

"She's ze one."

All gasp and the madame in red stomps forward.

"(F/n), what did you do?"

(F/n) shakes her head, coming out of the trance the demon placed her in, and backs away and passes Gilbert to look at the rest of the people. She held a fearful look as she held her hands up and shook them.

"N-Nothing your mistress!"

Gilbert steps up next to the girl, happiness in her features with a hint of venom towards the rest of the people. This was how a demon got, over his mate. The protective aura the demon wraps around the mate was something no one could break and if they did, they wouldn't enjoy it.

"She is mine, ze one I choose."

"B-But your exallancy, she's just a servant..."

"I don't care! I choose her!" Gilbert barked like a dog fighting over a pound of meat. 3/4's of the town backed up, wanting to avoid any bloodshed, but the madame in red stepped up, glaring at her servant.

"(F/n)! I demand you come here, this instant!"

(F/n) gulps, breathing slowly, and looks to the demon for a moment before stepping to her mistress. The woman didn't get far though as two skinny but deadly strong arms wrap around her and (F/n) gasps seeing the demons eyes glowing, his pupils in paper thin slits and his fangs bared at the people. They wanted to take his mate away, keep her from him for their own selfish greed. Well the demon wouldn't have it.

"I said she's mine." He hissed venomisly and pulled back, yanking the girl to him then lifting his opposite hand not holding her. With a snap of his fingers the two disappeared, everyone in utter shock.
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Author's note!: So I didn't hate this. Didn't love it but I think it was pretty good. Comment what you thought and if you want more!! cx