Chapter 1

Legends, gods and mythical creatures. All real, all fake.

He hated them for their lies and deception, he knew they existed and knew people fell into their traps.

Humans came from a long line on mixes and failed practices from those very gods that created our world. When faith was questioned, punishers exiled those who dared go against anything they believed in.

If you did not agree with their traditions or follow orders, you will be shunned and abandoned.

He was lucky though, many centuries have long passed, and his clan had grown greatly from the many wars and destruction those so called "perfect" creatures as they called themselves, those who tried to destroy anything and anyone who was imperfect and caused an eye sore for their divine eyes.

Many evil and vile creatures were created and left lose in their world to eradicate unwanted lives, some of them even made by humans - manipulated and brainwashed humans to kill each other in endless bloodshed.

Now, with most villages turning into empires and the trading of goods becoming a worldwide phenomenon, his clan has created their own empire out of protecting said goods and making sure the trade market stands strong as it develops. Especially collecting certain "items" that are very beneficial for medicine in times of need, hard and very rare to find in places only true warriors would even dare to go.

The Kings, Queens, Lords and Madams from all positions of power and influence, even actors and famous artist seek their skills to obtain protection or to please their need for precious object from around the world.

Some of the most outlandish request come from those with expensive taste and more fonds to burn than a whole village, something they are willing to accept if the conditions are right.

The flanks are divided by many clans that can perform certain abilities that are not known by anyone other than that same clan.

The General Management is like a Postal Office, a place where you send your request and who ever can accept or perform said request is the one to go.

In rare occasions more than one clan is needed, some of these beasts in our world are more than they seem.

When a creature or sprout of creatures sweep the lands owned by the people, their leader seeks their help, a good use of the taxpayers founds.

In this case, no creature in presented, in fact a virus.

Thanks to the trades, an overwhelming number of herbs and medicine can be transported from all over the world to areas where plagues can hit, but at the same time, viruses that are not from your land can take over your town if the carrier crosses the country.

The letter arrived at dawn, rushed by an overwhelmed king from his own kingdom.

Madara was taking care of business to take care in the Kingdom up North, the Kings daughter had on "epiphany" and ran away, only to be found in a movie set akin to a drama filled story book for kids that his mother loves to watch… and maybe some of the brothers, but that is beside the point.

To his displeasure, the area was known to be lithered with demonic presence and practically abandoned by the late King Yi over a hundred years ago, leaving the old buildings and beautiful nature to be preserved in a snow dream.

The boarder with the water kingdom is just a few miles away, but even the old pathways have been frozen shut by the extreme winter storm that keeps this land covered in ice and snow, an ice so pure you can see right through it to distinguish the greens, red and grey tones of the stone walls and greenery that used to decorate the old kingdom.

All frozen in time.

He rarely shows it or even speaks of how much he admired the beauty of history, how much he loved to know every detail hidden in those walls, learn the footsteps of those who have long ago left this land.

So sad that it had to be used as a movie set and potentially ruined by all the equipment, stairs, cables, even looks like they were about to build a dragon made of carton…

He shook his head as he saw another employee set a heavy container too close to the ice pillars, one of those might end up breaking with all the heat from machines and ruckus.

Even the illumination has caused some of the ice to melt during filming, he could start to see the cracks.

The director, however, seems to pay no mind since "It is still colder than his ex-wife's bed".

That is not the actual problem or reason for such a highly experienced man to be… babysitting a teenager runaway…

The highly spoiled daughter of the king of the Northern kingdom of the snowy mountains, Named The kingdom of Amaryllis in honour of the First Queens favourite flower that paints the streets in a field of red during winter, even the snow can't dull their beauty.

Back to the situation at hand, little spoiled princess and ignorant director don't care for the real reason this land has not been receiving many visitors lately.

It's a cursed land.

Good old grandad used to rescue foreigners traveling from the Water kingdom of Solis towards the shortest but closed old roads, but they did not know that until they got rescued… if they were lucky enough to have friend or family members to let the proper authorities know.

Nowadays there is a main road of travellers, transportation of good and such.

As cold as the winter lands can get, this time spring came on time and the sun rained over their cold faces, something he would gladly accept.

At least the Director was smart enough to choose a good time of the year to film, spring represents a time of calm for all kind. Animals would wake up from hibernation, nature would return to life, even those who could cause harm to take a "break" to recover after the harsh winter.

But still, evil can linger at any corner in a cursed land.

The Princesses father knows there has not been any reported deaths or missing people in the area for some decades, that can only mean two things.

No other idiot has come close to the borders of the cursed land or, any incident has been covered up successfully.

His wondering steps stop as he stares at the idiot who is currently in that same land, the reflection of the ice works almost as a mirror, his wild long hair and winter jacket are covered by the light specks of snow drifting with the wind.

But his annoyed expression stared back at him. The letter in his hand was now crumpled from his stress and anxiety.

He HAD to go.

But, leaving would mean the end of the filming. The king only gave permission to use this God Forsaken Ice land if he stayed to "Babysit" the princess.

As one of the heads of his clan, the oldest son and high achiever, Madara was used to dealing with clients and stubborn people. This does not mean he liked it.

With a final sigh his resolution was strong enough to drag him towards the director's large trailer.

He could feel the heater doing its job even from a few meters away, the frost and snow around created puddles of cold mud that ran across the improvised roads as a melted river.

Dangerously slippery…

Even though his cold hands and feet would love to ravage in the delightful artificial heat, getting sick from temperature changes was not in his plans.

A stone will suffice to catch his attention.

"Dam you Uchiha!" was all he hard echoing though the valley of snow and ice.

Angry footsteps followed with a grumpy older man approached the door from the inside before said door slammed open.

Puffs of steam came out of his mouth and ears as he gave the Uchiha a death glare that caused no effect to said man.

- "So?" – Demanded the older man with his hands on his hips.

- "I'm leaving" – was all the words he needed to say before he turned on his heels and started his walk to the sorry excuse of a tent he was given.

Not that he was ungrateful, but his job was not to freeze to death.

The angry old man changed to a pleading director, stepping in front of his only ticket to finish the movie without problems, he started his pity parade. – "You can't do this to us" – using his poorly paid crew as an excuse. – "We still have a few weeks left! I will give you a trailer!" –

Rapid excuses and reasons flew out of the man's mouth, annoying the tall man in front of him.

Madara knew he had no trailers left or any town nearby that sold any, that would mean an empty promise or kicking out some unfortunate crew members from a trailer, something he did not want.

Since he did not stop, his answer was to continue walking around this annoying man.

Ever since he tracked them down, the man's demeanour has morphed from gratefulness (since he was the reason the king gave them full permission to step on those lands without a fine and the princess was allowed to stay until the end of filming) to straight out thinking he owned Madara's body and time for his production.

And now, with the threat of losing all "his" hard work, he was a whimpering mess of cold tears and frozen mucus…

Stepping in his tent, Madara started to pack with the music of more excuses ringing in his ears, the old man would not dare enter his tent, no one would.

Since the tents structure was not his, his light packing ended as fast as it started.

Stepping out to a small crowd of crew members and no director, he paid no mind as he continued to the old road towards a land with no snow.

- "STOP" – a shriek coming from the big and fancy tent belonging to the "star" of the show stopped him on his tracks. – "How dare you do this?" – questioned the princess.

Looking over his shoulder he could see that old man standing behind a tall woman with long dark hair that looked like it was in the middle of a "star makeover" she would say.

- "King's orders" – a true statement, the King of fire kingdom actually mailed the princesses father, something you don't see often unless it is a real emergency.

Now, with both kingdoms' permission, he could leave his current duty to another one of more importance.

Obliviously it was not as simple as that, someone had to take his place, but he wanted the man to realise how dangerous this land actually was.

Sadly, in the many pleads coming from their mouths, never once came a plead for their safety.

This princess only wanted to be on the big screen and this director did not want to lose a single penny.

Even the rest of the crew had no idea of the real problem with his departure…

With a sign, the Uchiha dug into his jacket and found the letter addressed to both the princess and director.

As the professional he was, pulling out the letter and extending his arm as another Uchiha took it and walked towards the camp.

He would never leave without a replacement, two of them in fact.

- "Thanks boss" – answered the cheery Shisui who took the letter.

- "Hm" – Itachi responded to Madara's nod, there was no need for more to be said, with everything arranged, he left.

He could trust them to come prepared for the next few weeks until the film is over.

- "Enjoy the cold" – were his parting words.

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