Pandora's Box. - Prussia x Reader.

Pandora's Box. The box of disasters. The box of catastrophic events. The box of inevitable fates. 

It was in your hands. 

You opened the box without much tender thoughts. 

The aura darkened around you. Everything seemed to have turned into a complete blackout. 

Darkness was a terrifying thing. Darkness was completed without a single shard of light. 

"There is nothing to be afraid of." A voice called out in the distance. 

That's what they always say. 

Bunch of false lies that you had believed all your life. 

His hair was a silver-gray, reflecting light in the distant ray. He was close to approaching. 

His eyes a red, almost seemingly tainted with blood. Was he Pandora? Was he that fate? Was he... that catastrophe you were bound to meet? 

"I'm not Pandora." The man claimed. "I'm Gilbert, aren't you happy the awesome me graced you with my presence?" You only stared at him, dumbfounded.

... 

Was he your savior? 

Gilbert's hand reached out to yours. "Come on, let's get you somewhere safe." You didn't comply. 

It took less than a second until Gilbert tossed you over shoulder, with you kicking and hitting his back. 

"You know that doesn't hurt, frau!" Gilbert only laughed jokingly as he walked down the corridors and out came sunshine. 

Where was Pandora? 

"I opened Pandora's box." You only said, stopping the violent act. You saw Gilbert stop in his track. 

"What I've been seeking all my life is Pandora's Box and the keeper." Gilbert's husky tone replied. "And to know a girl like you opened it." He only stopped to pause, catch his breath and continued. 

"Guess I'll have to protect you." 

You eyes widen. 

He was your savior. 

"... Gilbert?" You quietly mumbled as he hummed, motioning for you to continue. "... Thank you for all the trouble." 

"The knight is always going to be here for you! Well, Gilbert Beilschmidt will... Don't know about the others. Anyways! What's your name, frau?" 

"(Name)." You humbly answered before he started to toss you into a piggyback ride; hands securing you. 

"Sleep a little, frau." You only shut your eyes, taking his advice. 

Nothing happened. 

But what about the future?

Well, there is Gilbert. 

...

Catastrophes. 

Fates. 

Disasters. 

They are only rumors and false lies that horrified you in the past. 

Now Gilbert was your knight - you felt as if nothing could weight you down. He would always be here to protect you as he promised and swore. 

Pandora's Box. The box of disasters. The box of catastrophic events. The box of inevitable fates that was only a magical tale of emptiness.