"He tried it again, huh?"
"You can say that out loud."
America and UK stood besides the metal framed bed, looking down on the body laying inside it. The occupant of the bed was pale as a corpse under the leftover dirt, the red and yellow notebly faded. The sunken in face and bony limbs made it appear as this body laid here for a long time. But if you got very close to it (when you are brave enough) and it was silent enough, you could hear a slight weak breathing noise. It was alive. Barely...
"Has France come to her senses again?", America asked. His voice was serious as he looked down onto the bed. "She is fine. Had just a little scare, that's all.", UK answerd. She was not the only one who had "a little scare". Pretty much anyone got half a heart attack as they heard the news of what had been found happening in the basement. Discoverd by France, by all people. "Are you sure she is fine? She is so hysterical in the first place, so-She is not hysterical.", UK said surly. "I don't know what you try to gain from always painting her that way, but she is stronger than you think. She managed to live through a lot of unpleasent stuff and still came out on top." "But not quite with her mind together..." "Son! How rude to talk over your own ally like that." "When it is the truth..."UK sighed. "Be better glad that she was together enough to fix this mess up and call for backup" He gestured to the bed. America chuckled slightly but got serious again. "At least that. Unbeliveble, that audacity of this..." "The kraut has truely gone mad."
"This is madness!", was one of UK's first reactions, when he heared what happend. France had found Germany, when she wanted to visit him (unknown to UK himself or else he would have advised against it) coverd in his own blood gnarwling away at his own arm. Right out of a nightmare, he had been told. He himself has only seen a glimpse of a limp body carried away in the distance, but he was to occupied with other things to investigate further until now. The news of Germany found almost dead in his own blood started to spread but luckily America intervened and tried to crush any upcoming rumors before to many could get any wrong ideas. This unexpected turn of event would not fly over well with the puplic. They wanted justice and a sense of victory and if the main criminal managed to avoid punishment a second time, right under their noses... A mediatric desaster! They have to keep this a secret under all costs, as long until Germany was in a stable position at least. "Crazy to think that he would go so far... Have seen a thing or two in my life but that... Everyday something new." America shook his head in disbelief. "I can say the same... but if you think about it, it is not very suprising. Germany is a madmen and ripping his own arm open with his teeth seems just right up his ally. Besides the genocide and weird politics..." His heart sunk as he thought about all of the tragedies and the resulting tasks they had to on top of everything else. The problems just dosen't stop. "We have to watch out in the future. Even more then ever." "We said that back at the dammed contract too and look where we are.", said America with a clear sarcastic undertone. UK thought shortly if he should say something about the market crash back then and how it made things even worse for the Weimar Repuplic, but decided against it, before an argument would break out. They had enough dispute already in their team. Speaking of that, he had to adress this (again) in the future without getting talked over or dissmissed again. Especially working together will be important, maybe even more then before, when they wanted to manage the aftermath of this war. "The past is long gone and not relevant to this conversation." UK said instead. "Instead, we should focus on what will come. Like we discussed, there is a lot to do and figure out. Especially with this kraut here." He let his gaze wonder over the liveless body. The dust, who dampernd the vibrant yellow, the dried blood which coverd a lot of him and nobody botherd to clean. The only thing tended to was the wound on its forearm, thickly coverd in prechious bandages, which could have gone to a soldier who really needed it. Anything else was not worth the effort for a scumbag like this nazi. Not even pain medication was given, as far as UK heared. Was fine to him. Such stupid actiond did not deserve a revard.
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The Aftermath
FanfictionIt is the year 1945.The war is over,leaving only dust and ruins.Nothing is what it used to be.Germany just came back unexpectedly,not knowing why.His territorry does not longer belong to him and he is at the mercy of the allied forces who are not ve...