Hidden

Consciousness

He pushed open the door, his body still worn out from that experience. This room was darker than outside. Who knew what could be lurking in here. He was desperate, although his body was in urgent need of care, he was also suffering of not only hunger and thirst, but also found the weather to be quite cold - possibly because of his 'chosen' choice of clothing. (Joke haha)

He rushed into the small room. In it was a mess of metal and debris. Was this the sight of 1946? Was it 1950? All this equipment looked new and futuristic to the German, and it made him ponder if it was even classified as his former Deutschland anymore. Oh what a beautiful country he thought to himself. His brain wasn't fully furnished with his past memories and ideals just quite yet.

All along the rim of this equipment was a large cloth. Perfect Reich thought.

💭 * Warte... ich kann denken?*
(Wait... I can think?)

He smiled to himself, although spreading his lips like that hurt as they were extremely chapped, he smiled inside. Hope rose in him, but not the hope one would like, the hope one would 'hope' would never be fulfilled or satisfied. His twisted thoughts immersed his mind... covering whatever was still innocent about his newly formed self, turning it into his former one, the one of which everyone despised and wished hell and eternal pain upon.

Just like that, everything snapped and changed into his former deranged and mentally insane self, whatever new was found a long his journey lost and forgotten.

He grabbed the cloth and managed to make some sort of piece of clothing out of it to wear and fuel his desire to gain his old life back. This was the start to his large and insane plan, one no one would think of.

He slipped into this dirty black, red, and yellow cloth. A flag, but he didn't know that. He ripped apart the flag, but in a perfect and calculated way. He was quite gifted at making clothing, as of course his military uniforms were designed by yours truly. The colours covered over his rough skin and thin figure, and tightened over his body, as the put on his shirt and attempted at pants, of course with only cloth you can't make a perfect pant. Nevertheless, he wrapped his feet with the remaining cloth and perused. Most of his body was covered and it worked well as a temporary bandage for him.

Reich observed all that was in the building, but could not find any use of these things until he realised something. He then pulled apart the wood by effortlessly biting onto it and carried on with his sense of direction. He knew now what he was searching for all this time. Germany. He figured it out, and of course he was wearing the German colours! The country that took his land after him.

He trampled through the night, as it got even darker. The sky was abyss and painted black (haha I love that song)

Third hummed along to his favourite song, "lore, lore, lore". As he ventured through the forest. He felt more adrenaline pump through his body as he got ever so closer to the area. Menacingly smiling with his teeth.

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Germany lived in a quiet and empty area, as he was a country human after all. He couldn't live with humans in risk of safety. His acres of land was protected by guards of whom patrolled around the land. If other governments tried to bomb his house to ruin the country of Germany? Germany had an airforce prepared for any disturbances.

But what they weren't ever expecting not once in a life time, was an alive Third Reich. How is that even possible? If he gets hurt does his old territories in Europe go corrupt too? Does Russia, Poland, Belarus, Norway etc get harmed? No one could ever get that though pop up in their heads.

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He was pretty close, and he sensed it. Although the dark night covered mostly everything except some cm of vision in front of him, he saw a large gate in front of him. It was well kept, too well kept to not be abandoned this time. His gut told him to find another way, but his head told him that this classy and protective gate was the only separation from him and his objective point. And so, he continued venturing forward. The gate growing closer.

"Verzeihung??! Wer bist du – Deutschland? Herr? Es tut mir aufrichtig leid!" (Excuse me, who are you? Germany, Sir? My dearest apologies!)

Reich looked up confused then finally worked it out in a second.

He saw a tall and well dressed guard with a large gun which was at one point directly pointed at him, but then was dropped down instantly at the recognition.

The guard Saluted and bowed to 'Germany' as he entered the radius of the gate. How stupid was this guard? Third thought and laughed inside.

Although Third thought he looked nothing like this so called Germany, their appearances were insanely similar in this night light. Reich's hair was basically black due to the night and the dirt in it, as well as his upper face due to the dirt smeared across it. The only difference was his eye color, but it was too dark to see. He also wore the yellow part of the German flag across his mouth, perfectly dressed as Germany.

,,Ja, nur spätabends Sport ... Etwas Neues" (Yes, just late night sport, something new)

He held his cackle in his throat, he couldn't be revealed otherwise it would be game over.

The guard nodded and opened a side gate into the land, Reich pretended to do some running and stretching before heading into the gate. Although the guard was skeptical, he could not at all question the country human other wise he would loose his job. He did think Germany's voice was a little off, but did not think much of it.

Reich smiled under the yellow cloth. At least his people are still speaking his beautiful  language. He ran along the dark night, like a jaguar hunting its prey. Finally, a mansion came into a view. What kind of ego feeding boy was Germany? Guards? A mansion with 5 floors? Was he really wasting the government money on his luxuries? They should have put all the money spent on these luxuries to make a funeral for Reich when he died.. a few years ago? Did he even die? A month ago? Now looking back at it he has found all the things he's seen look insanely futuristic.

The monster continued galloping towards the building complex, before silently sneaking to a window.

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