Chapter 1

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Rain poured down in bucket loads outside. Germany's screamed at the Jews, "role call!!" They lined up and stood there for a half an hour while Germany counted them all. Italy watched from the window. One little boy was smiling. "Why are you smiling, kid?" Germany asked roughly. "It's my birthday today!" He replied proudly. "Then you need a birthday present." Germany pulled out his shot gun and shot the boy. You could hear the little boys mother scream I the background. Italy saw this and broke down crying. Germany continued down the line counting the prisoners.

When he has finished roll call he sends the Jews back to work and goes off to do his next task, he is sorting people today. He decides if they will live as a slave or be sent to the gas chambers to die. He isn't very fond of this job but it's better than being in the mines or shooting people who aren't working hard enough.

"It's going to be a long day" he mumbles to him self as he gets to work.

A/N: I know this isn't a very long chapter... Sorry about that. But the story gets better I promise! I will try to update as soon as possible! This is an rp that I wrote with my friend that I edited... So I only get half the credit.
P.S. I doNOT own hetalia! But the story line is mine and my friend's.
~Jenaya

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