So yeah started watching The Demon Headmaster again and was like hey I really like the storyline I am gonna take it.

So it's not hetalified per say...but I will be doing the school and the computer storylines using the characters since tbh alot of the characters grate on my nerves but it's the storyline we are after...

so remember i rewrote alot to fit the characters picked in this and alot were picked at random so enjoy

There was a school. To the outside world it was a school to be admired, perfect attendance rates, perfect scores, and perfect behaviour. One man had managed to create order, whilst at the same time earn the respect and love of the students in his care. However, that was just the surface of the stream, although it looks calm and clean upon the surface, deep beneath the dirt and grime and darkness lurked, the true intensions hidden away from the world by a veil of water lilies and ducklings.

Mathew sighed as he gripped the white bear to his chest, the only memento of his mother before he was taken into care. The house before him belonged the family who had fostered him. A woman and her husband, plus a very large Labrador dog. The woman he was now to call mother could not have children of her own through illness, but she wanted to be a mum and here he was, ready to enable her to fill that role.

"Hello" she greeted him at the door as he smiled sheepishly, repositioning his glasses on his nose "I'm Mrs Williams, but you can call me Mum if you like" she looked hopeful and he smiled, bowing his head a little.

"Thank you, Mum" he replied and she seemed to be holding back tears of joy. Just behind her, he could see Mr Williams aka Dad trying to restrain the over energetic Labrador and failing.

"This is Alfred" he smiled, a strained look on his face. Mathew edged over and stroked the head of the golden furred animal. The dog had large brilliant blue eyes and what appeared to be a cowlick on the right side of his head. Could dogs get cowlicks? There was little time to think it over as Mr Williams lost his grip on the hound and Alfred jumped up at the blonde, knocking him to the floor and licking at his face, wanting to discover more about the new family member. Mathew laughed and hugged the dog. He believed that this new life would be good for him. A few hours passed and he discovered that regardless of home, television was still just as rubbish. Sighing, he stroked Alfred's fur, who had made himself at home on the seat next to him while his head lay on Mathew's lap.

"I-is there anywhere I can go around here?" he asked sheepishly, looking over as his dad who seemed to be working at the table. The man looked up and smiled.

Shoving his hands into his pockets, the teen hurried along the street and soon found himself at a large park like his dad had said. He paused a second, wondering if he should be there since he didn't know anyone. Eventually, he gained enough courage to walk down the path.

"Whoa! Look out!" he froze, turning and seeing a blur of white speeding towards him. The ball was within inches of him when a figure appeared, jumping into the air and kicking the sphere speeding back in the opposite direction and into the awaiting arms of a blond haired, blue eyed male who grunted from the impact. The figure who had kicked the ball hit the floor hard, grunting and panting as if he had been running at high speed, and to get ahead of the ball he probably had been.

"Yo Antonio, you ok? The kid we nearly killed still breathing?" A teen with silvery white hair and piercing red eyes came running over. The brunette who appeared to be named Antonio could only nod through the panting. The red eyes looked over Mathew and the boy couldn't quite make any words.

"Yo kid… stop being unawesome and speak!" he waved his hand back and forth in front of the blonds face. Eventually finding his voice, Mathew let out a nervous laugh.

"Yeah I am fine" he whispered "Sorry if I interrupted your game."

The albino blinked and then fell about laughing.

"No, you didn't interrupt anything, see Antonio here is a bit of a football maniac and kicks the ball a little too hard sometimes, luckily he is also fast on his feet or you'd have a broken nose right now"

The brunette let out a nervous laugh but remained sat on the floor, leaning on his knees looking up at Mathew. The other blonde jogged over, ball tucked under his arm

"Who iz zis?" he asked in a very broad accent.

"This is err…" the Albino started and Mathew noticed the cue to speak.

"I am Mathew…I was just adopted by Mr and Mrs Williams" he smiled, wondering what the three would make of him.

"Nice to meet you Mathieu, I am Francis" the blond smiled, bowing a little.

"I'm awesome, but you can call me Gilbert" the albino smirked proudly.

"Antonio…" the brunette laughed finally, just managing to get his breath back.

"It's good to see that the Williams couple got a kid, Alfred was getting lonely" Gilbert laughed "So… if you're living around here does that mean…you're coming to the school here as well?"

"Oh yes, I think so…I am starting the local school on Monday"

"Oh?" Antonio dragged himself up "That means you will be going to our school mi amigo~" he smiled, leaning over the teen "You will simple love our school~"

You could practically see the admiration in his eyes. The Frenchman laughed "Antonio is right, our school is ze best in ze area, the headmaster is a marvellous man, and it is the best school I have ever been to."

Mathew smiled, the perks of living here seemed to be increasing. He had made three friends who seemed to praise the school, so that could only be good, right? It was only when he looked between the Spanish teen and the French man he caught a glance of the silver haired male and noticed he seemed to frown deeply with a look of concern, but that disappeared as his two friends turned to him, laughing and joking before turning to Mathew.

"You wanna play, Birdie? Make our teams more even?" he sniggered.

"Birdie?" he blinked.

"Yeah you're like a little lost birdie since you are new and all."

"Nick names are a waste of logical process you know, Gilbert" Antonio pouted and whispered. The red eyes flashed and snapped onto the green eyes.

"Says you 'mi tomatito~'" he growled. Mathew watched in amazement as Francis gave the brunette a dirty look and Antonio blushed and turned 180 degrees away. A period of silence followed, until Mathew cleared his throat.

"So…what are you playing?" Mathew asked. All three teens turned to him.

"Le foot" Francis smiled, holding up the football "A game to promote teamwork and healthy lifestyles"

"Even better when you know how to play dirty" Gilbert whispered, winking at Mathew

"So who will be on what team?" Antonio laughed, running ahead.

It may have been a weird first impression but Mathew still had high hopes for this new life as he ran after the trio playing until the late hours of the evening.

Monday morning came and the Canadian blond smiled at his appearance in the mirror, admiring his new uniform. It consisted of a black blazer, shirt, black tie and black trousers. He'd read that skirts were asked of the girls, with knee high white socks but he didn't bother thinking on it too much. Despite his long hair he was definitely male. However, his mother fussing over combing his hair and Alfred running around him at the same time didn't help the savouring of the moment, but he guessed it was an exciting day after all. His first day at school.

He was just finishing breakfast when a knock came at the door. Matthew didn't pay much attention to it as mum wandered out of the room and opened the door, greeting the unknown visitor politely.

"Kesese~ oh breakfast!" The hand came in and claimed the piece of toast out of the blond's hand, causing him to take a double take.

"Bruder, get back here! It is rude and improper to enter the house without consent!" A voice boomed from the hallway

"Yeah, whatever Ludwig, I just came to get Birdie" Gilbert laughed and dragged the still confused male from the chair and out into the hallway, where the other was waiting. Mathew looked up at the one who had arrived with Gil.

"Birdie, meet my bruder, Ludwig" the albino laughed and pointed to a male were piercing blue eyes and slicked back blond hair, he was stood in the uniform of the school which appeared to be preteen to a teen. He looked between the two brothers and laughed a little nervously.

"Hi Ludwig, my name is Mathew"

"Ja Gilbert has told me a lot about you, and as he has stated I am Ludwig, it is nice to meet you" his expression failed to change as he extended a hand towards Mathew, who in return took it and they shook, a long firm shake before the German let go.

"So yeah, since you are new, we decided to walk you to school! No buts, get your bag, bye Mrs William" he called, ushering the boy out. Mathew blinked at the smirking albino, he must really want to get them on their way to school. He turned to his brother as the door closed behind them, leaving the three alone outside and smiled slyly.

"So Ludwig since you need to go do… prefect things… you better go ahead…be punctual…or some shit…"

Ludwig looked at him suspiciously but nodded in agreement, bowing his head in farewell to Mathew before briskly walking off. Once the teen disappeared from sight, Gilbert sighed as if it were in relief and took a few steps ahead.

"I need to let you know some things before we get to school"

"What do you mean?"

"Our school is not a normal school. Don't believe what Franny and Toni told you about it being heaven on earth because…the way they act…" he sighed " I have known those two my whole life but when the headmaster took over the school, he called everyone…one at a time to the office, just to talk. Those two came back changed, whatever that fucktard did was unawesome!" he pouted "Can't tell those two anything anymore and they are my best friends! Then there is bruder… he's even worse! They made him a prefect and now I have to literally sneak out from him! My Mutti and Vati are absolutely fine with me going out till late at night, it's him I have to dance around!"

"So why aren't you like em?" Mathew asked a little shocked, wondering if the albino was pulling his leg.

He looked over and laughed "I dunno, maybe my awesomeness makes me immune!" he laid his arm over the blond's shoulder "But remember, obey the rules, always call him headmaster, and never believe what THEY tell you…and maybe you can keep your sanity" he pulled away "Welcome to my personal hell."

He took a few steps ahead as Mathew hung back, looking over the playground. At his old school the place was covered in painted activities on the floors and walls and children playing all sorts of games before the school bell tolled for the fun to end, but here it was completely different. The students were all stood in neat little circles; a maximum of 10 to a group, an eerie chanting flowed over the air. No laughter, no misbehaviour, nothing but clean neat order. Sheepishly, he ventured into the schoolyard, listening into the groups as he passed them.

"The capital of Austria is Vienna" "The capital of Canada is Ottawa" "The capital of Iceland is Reykjavik"

"1066 AD: The Battle of Hastings" "1588 AD: The Battle of Gravelines" "1815 AD: The Battle of Waterloo"

"The symbol of Calcium is Ca" "The symbol for Nickel is Ni" "The symbol of Krypton is Kr"

"To be, or not to be: Hamlet Act 3 scene 1" "Swift as a shadow, short as any dream; Brief as the lightning in the collied night. A Midsummer's night's dream, Act 1 Scene 1" "If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me. Macbeth Act 1 scene 3"

"The total of 2 x 12 is 24" "The total of 3 x 12 is 36" "The total of 4 x 12 is 48"

As Mathew passed the group, he noticed a young brunette with brown eyes and wayward curl that appeared to be the only thing out of place in his whole smart appearance. As he came closer it became the boy's turn to answer

"Ve~ the total of 8 x 12 is…" he suddenly looked terrified "I…I don't remember"

The group suddenly stared intently at him.

"Come on, what's the answer?" a girl spoke

"Please, can't someone tell me? I really can't remember!"

"You know we can't, it's against the rules. Now, what is 8 x 12?"

This was ridiculous Mathew thought, the poor lad looked ready to pass out and still they wanted an answer he couldn't give, he leant in and whispered into the boy's ear, receiving several dirty looks.

"The total of 8 x 12 is 96!" he bounced a little before settling down, looking embarrassed. As the blond started to head away, he noticed the young boy look at him, smiling warmly as he mouthed a thank you. However, the eyes of the group lay heavy on the Canadian, giving him disgusted angry looks.

It was creepy and made him uncomfortable so he kept moving until he was pulled into one of the group, making a small squeak noise. Gilbert laughed a little.

"Everyone, meet the new kid, Mathew" the group smiled and said hello in hushed voices.

"Hi" he raised his hand a little. The Albino then proceeded to introduce each member of the small group.

"This is Lilly" he pointed to a young girl with short blonde hair tied in a side ribbon.

"Her brother Vash" he pointed to a taller male with an identical haircut.

"Kiku" a male with short black hair bowed his head.

"And this well-endowed lady is Katyusha" a tall girl with short pale blond hair held back in a head band smiled.

"We are the only ones in school… not like that…" he groaned, motioning to the chanting kids.

"I hope you are settling in well?" Katyusha spoke timidly. Mathew went to speak when Gilbert put his arm up to stop him, looking over to a small platform where three girls and three boys had stood side by side in military fashion.

"The prefects" Lilly gripped the bottom of her brother's uniform. The eerie chanting of the students stopped and silence replaced it, which was in no way more comforting.

Mathew looked along the row of the prefects, he recognised Gilbert's brother and stood next to him was another boy with blond hair, green eyes and large thick eyebrows. On the other side was a girl with brown hair that fell to the small of her back, and green eyes and next to her was a girl with dark brown hair tied back in a ponytail down her back and brown eyes. They all had a large white P on their uniforms displaying they were prefects, however two of them were stood further forward, a male with short brown hair, blue eyes and glasses and a female with long platinum hair tied in a bow on top of her head and blue eyes. These two appeared to be the head boy and girl. Suddenly all six voice chorused together.

"Face front" and in time all the students turned to face the prefects, Mathew felt Gilbert grip his hand. Blushing at the action, he heard the German teen whisper

"Just follow me"

Again the blonde heard the prefects speak together,

"Good morning, school" and like a strange monotone wave the school answered,

"Good morning, Ludwig, Arthur, Roderich, Natalya, Lan, Elizabeta."

Mathew couldn't help but look around the grounds noticing how the words seemed to come out of the mouths of those around him without thought. It was strange.

The Head boy Roderich and Head girl Natalya looked to each other and then to the school "Line up" Roderich shouted.

"Yes, Roderich" the school replied before all dispersing their circles and getting into orderly lines. The albino dragged Mathew to stand with him at the back of his class line. It suddenly became apparent that all the prefects were staring at Mathew. Ludwig stepped forward.

"Gilbert…Bring Mathew here" he spoke. Sighing, his brother obeyed and led the nervous blond to the front of the queue "Thank you Gilbert, now go back to your class, Arthur will take Mathew to see the Headmaster."

Gilbert nodded and turned, placing his hand on Mathew's shoulder and whispering "It was nice to meet you Mathew." With that he left, while the bushy eye browed teenager known as Arthur stepped forward and motioned the Canadian to follow him into the school. The empty halls echoed with their footsteps as the two walked. Mathew looked to the walls, at his old school the walls were littered with class displays and photos of trips and other things. However, here the only displays were words of rules to be followed. One sentence gave him chills:

'The man who can keep order, can rule the world'

Was that a quote or something? Suddenly, Arthur turned to him and Mathew had to make an emergency stop, he found they were in front of a door with a plaque on it displaying the word 'Headmaster'. Arthur raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Someone will be sent to collect you once you are done."

Mathew nodded as the other knocked on the door exactly three times and then waited.

"Come in."

The Brit reached to the handle, turned it and let it swing open, staring at Mathew who shuffled inside, before hearing the door close behind him and shoes clicking on the floor growing dimmer.

The room was plain in design, walls white, carpet brown, a single desk and a chair at one end with a filing cabinet and a school planner tacked to the wall. The Headmaster was sat at the desk and beckoned Mathew over to sit across from him on the chair prepared there. The Canadian took in the man's appearance. He had a long brown coat on with a white scarf and brown gloves, his hair was a pale blond and his eyes were a strange violet colour, close to his own but had a strange aura to them. He wore glasses although it seemed apparent he had no need for them. He seemed to be reading over a report.

"Here, all new students are required to fill in this test for ranking and accommodating your needs, da?" he spoke with a creepy smile, pushing forward a small booklet displaying the school logo. The Canadian nodded and, taking the pen, began to fill in the test with only the ticking of the clock on the wall to provide sound.

After 15 minutes, he had completed the test and the Headmaster took back the paper and glanced over it.

"You are very clever Mathew Williams, if I were you, I would stay away from Gilbert Beilschmidt and his friends; he likes to weave a tale da" he smiled again and slowly raised a hand to the frames that sat on his face. "You must have been up late last night, excitement about today and all"

"Well…" Mathew began.

"After all, why else would you feel so tired?" The Headmaster placed the glasses onto the table and looked up to meet the boy's gaze. Mathew tried to protest but was met by the two strange violet eyes and couldn't look away; they seemed to wash over him like a wave. When he opened his mouth to speak all that escaped his lips was a yawn.

"Your eyelids are getting heavy, your arms and legs feel like lead" Gravity seemed to triple as he sat there. He couldn't move, and it was becoming more difficult to keep his eyes open.

"Your head begins to nod, your eyelids close completely" The boy's head fell forward and he went perfectly still.

"You are asleep…" the Russian chuckled, replacing his glasses once again.

"Is he still in the office?" Katyusha asked, looking at the floor as the five came together in their own group.

"Yeah" Vash replied "He'll have been doing that test."

"Maybe he will be like us?" Lilly looked hopeful.

"Unfortunately, statistics are against us" Kiku pointed out.

"You are right but there is always hope…" Gilbert grumbled. Vash then spotted Roderich and Natalya heading towards them through the ground.

"Quick, scatter" he shouted and without questioning it, the five raced off in different directions as the Head boy and girl came to stop where the group had been and then looked to each other, smiling knowingly.

When Mathew opened his eyes he felt disorientated and it took him a few seconds to realise where he was. He looked up at the desk and noticed the Headmaster was once again busying himself in paperwork. He looked up at the boy and smiled.

"You fell asleep"

Mathew seemed horrified at the thought and his eyes snapped up to the clock on the wall. The time was nearing 12 pm. He had slept the entire morning. He went to apologise when the three sharp knocks came again on door.

"Come in" The Headmaster spoke again, eyes focused on his work. The door opened and Ludwig entered, standing by the exit and looking expectantly at Mathew. The Russian man handed him a bundle of papers to do with schedules and other things before ushering him to leave. Once outside, the German turned to Mathew.

"I am to take you to the lunchroom so you don't get lost, after lunch you will go to the assembly hall and wait with class B, there will a sign to show you" he began to walk away with the Canadian struggling to keep up with the march "You will arrive at school every day on time without fail, you will obey the rules and you will not be permitted to leave the grounds unless instructed by one of prefects or a member of stuff, no food is to be brought in and nothing is to leave the school other than what you brought unless instructed otherwise, do you understand?" he asked, stopping by the cafeteria door

"Y-yes" Mathew swallowed. Nodding, the teen opened the door and pushed the Canadian in before pushing past him to sit at the Prefects table at the top of the hall. He surveyed the room and noticed the familiar albino waving furiously at him pointing to a second lunch and an empty seat. As he approached, he noticed the table had the four people from he had met this morning. It seemed even here everyone had a seat that seemed given based on a number of factors and being the new kid he had no given seat as of yet.

"So Birdie you're back from the Headmaster's office" Gilbert smiled weakly as in expecting something.

"Yeah I have" he spoke, poking at his lunch and slowly eating it. He noticed all five seemed to exchange glances before Kiku cleared his throat.

"So… Mathew-san, what do you think of our Headmaster?"

All eyes were on him. He wanted to tell them how weird the man was and how unnerving the whole experience was but when his mouth open he shocked himself because instead he said:

"I think the Headmaster is a marvellous man, and this is the best school I have ever been to"

If you don't know this show it's just a british live action drama involving a brainwashing headmaster who tries several times using different ways to take over teh world so I hope you enjoy this and maybe i will add more considering i am nearly finished on Chapter 3 and i plan to write more haha