After his parents died in WW1 he promised himself and his now dead parents that he will get revenge on the people who have wronged his family. He didn't care how he did it all he wants is revenge.
From then on the only thing that filled his entire...
I had a little heart attack earlier because I needed to reset my password so I could change my username because I hated to old one. And I knew that if I did something wrong than my life would be over. If you see this chapter you know that everything went fine. (oﾟ▽ﾟ)o -------------------------------------------------------------
Reich's pov
January 12, 1933
A lot has happened ever since 1928. The first thing is that I am now 26 years old. I moved in with Soviet and we got married 2-3 years ago. We have a little kid, Russia, he's now a year old. I have never been so happy really.
Me and Soviet are outside in the backyard. He said that he wanted to go look at the stars. Even though it's freezing outside I agreed.
I was cuddling up again Soviet trying to get as warm as I could. "You know we can go back inside if you're to cold" I looked up at Soviet and I gave him a reassuring smile "No it's fine we can stay longer" Soviet gave me a smile and started to look back up at the night sky.
Soviet has always loved space and stars. Whenever he talked about it he would get all excited like a kid in a candy store.
"Do you think it's possible to get someone to space, even if it's just a machine?" Soviet said still looking at the sky. I thought for a little "I mean we managed to get in the sky with the invention of plans so maybe it's possible" Soviet looked down at me with a shocked face. "You think so?" I just nodded my head and Soviet's eyes lit up. "No one has said that before, whenever I talk about it people think that it's stupid and impossible. I remember one time when America said that the thought of it was stupid."
I looked back up at the sky "well I think you can make that possible" "You think so?" I nodded my head and closed my eyes. "We can go back Inside now if you want" I just nodded my head and got up. Soviet also got up an we made our way back inside.
"I'm gonna go check on Russia" Soviet gave me a little hum and I started to make my way to Russia's room. I opened the door and made my way to the crib. It was a dark oak crib and the room was painted a light yellow color.
Russia was sleeping peacefully in his crib and he was wearing a yellow onesie, I don't know why but yellow just fits him.
I put my hand on his fluffy, dark brown hair and started to play with it. Russia looks a lot like his father, the same fluffy, dark brown hair, the hazel eyes, and almost the same face structure.
I than felt a pair of arms go around my waist and a head go on my shoulder. I felt a smile make it's way onto my face. "You know I love you both" I heard Soviet say which made my heart flutter.
Than there was a red glow that casted over the crib. I looked in the direction that it was coming from and there it was. The pair of red glowing eyes that I have become why to familiar with. I have learned that no one can see it, no one can see the red glow, no one can see it's figure, only I could. I just stared at it and it stared back at me.
"Reich are you okay?" I snapped back to reality when I heard my name. "Huh" I looked at Soviet that was facing me now "are you okay? You're zoning out again" "yeah I'm fine" I gave Soviet a reassuring smile and I went back to stroking Russia's hair, like nothing happened.
I could still feel the uneasiness from Soviet "okay, I'm just making sure you're okay. Are you sure your okay?" I looked back at Soviet "Yes, liebe I'm okay" Soviet was a bit hesitant "alright"
I started to stroke Russia's hair again and Soviet put his head back on my shoulder. I glanced back at the corner of the room and nothing was there anymore.
Well this is as happy as I can get with that thing around.
Weimar's POV
I was dead tired, why it's because I haven't slept for the past 2 days because of the amount of paper work I had to do. It's like this everyday I wake up, that is if I even went to sleep the night before, I would work than eat dinner go work even more than go to bed, that is if I even do.
My mental health has gotten worse over the years, I started to drink more, it's really the only happiness I have. It's lonely, a really lonely life I have.
This is what I need to do, I need to make Germany better and fix this mess that my father created. I hate being a country, especially a representation of a messed up one.
I was so tired of all of this, I was tired of people, I was tired with life.
I need to read a paper at least 3 times and if I was lucky I would have to read it 2 time to understand it all. And it was making me even more frustrated. All I wanted to do was hide myself from the world, go into a ball and cry from all of this stress.
I just wanted something, anything to make me feel happy, even if it was for a second.
I knew that I had to keep going even if I didn't want to anymore. No matter how tired I was of everything I knew I couldn't break. I needed to stay strong because I needed to prevent the things that could happen if I didn't.
Because if I cry now I don't think that I will ever stop crying.
