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Hello, I am Germany!

Reich noticed where the eel was and tried his best to make its way into the bucket. His attempt was successful enough, and he rushed back to the tank. There was still enough water left for the eel to thrive. Somehow the only empathy Reich felt was for the animal that he could use for harm. So he planned to keep it. The fish swam around the half filled tank, which was still quite a lot of water. He planned to fill it up more later.

Reich hopped and skipped over to the body. He placed a finger, hoping for no pulse but to his dismay there was a slight hint of one. It still worked for him as killing a country human ruins the country, so he considered it a win. He then threw Germany into a nearby wardrobe, and went on a quick search for straps and other equipment. He smirked thinking of how easy it is to find things in this house.

,,Tschüssie Deutschland''

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Germany POV:

I awoke to a ringing feeling in my body. Realising what happened went I went unconscious I eternally cried and prayed for Blondi to be alive. To hope that monster still had one sprinkle of good in his messed up head. Although he does count as my brother, which is unfathomable to me as he was supposedly dead decades ago, he is still my blood... somehow.

Alter! My body was on fire, it stung like hell, but all I could see was nothing. It was pitch black and I could barely move. It stung and hurt so bad, that was all I could think about right now. I tried to adjust my position but all I was met with was the strain on every limb. It was like I was a mentally insane patient. I was tied everywhere, I couldn't even make a vocal noise. Why did I think my plan would work? Is it the next morning already, I am so tired... did I miss my EU conference? They are probably going to find me and save me!

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"Hallooooo"
Doors were flung open, and Germany was greeted with an annoying bright light. He blinked a few times, his sight getting clearer as he noticed the figure in front of him. It was, him? Wait what.

The boy in front of him had jet black hair, red skin and yellow skin all smoothly lined up on his face. He seemed more tidier than when Germany last saw him. Must of taken a shower. The previous flag he had under that one or wherever it went was not near noticeable from this distance at least. Maybe Germany was just too tired and imagining things, Germany thought to himself.

Germany's heart began to beat more, as he started to feel scared. Germany yelled but it only turned into muffles. Reich smiled and laughed. Germany glanced through the doors and onto a window. He was still in his home. It was sunrise. He didn't sleep that much last night due to this creature distrusting him.

As Third approached Germany, Germany couldn't help but notice the copy of himself's flag. It was as if it was painted on. Of course he did. Germany looked in horror realising what's happening.

Germany would be left in the dust as Reich pretends to be him, and he'll probably do it so well no one will suspect a thing, and Germany will rot away... Germany thought to himself.

Reich bent down and smiled with his sharp teeth at Germany. Uhhh.. Germany didn't have those teeth, well yes he had sharpish teeth but those teeth Reich had were extremely sharp and eye catching. It would be so obvious that he isn't the real Germany. Germany calmed down a little after reassuring his rescue would be close. Reich undid the strap on Germany's mouth and raised an eyebrow.

"was willst du von mir Reich?!"
(What do you want from me, Reich?!)

Germany yelped as Reich placed a hand on Germany's face. Reich smiled softly at the comment. As he stroked Germany's face. Germany tilted his head and bit onto Reich's hand. Reich quickly pulled away and slapped Germany. His smile turned into anger as he kicked Germany hard in the leg.

Germany winced at the pain, as tears began to form in his icy eyes. Was his life going to come to an end? Germany cried softly trying his best to not make any noise. He struggled against the ties on his arms. His legs were hurting badly from the kick and also the restrains.

Reich glanced at his hand as more blood began to form on his 'yellow' hand. The yellow paint was also chipping off, and so he rushed out of the wardrobe and shut the door. No more light for Germany.

Germany groaned in pain and distress. His mental state slowly deteriorating. He hoped Reich wouldn't try and attend any of the conferences he had, as that would impact Germany's reputation, and would probably make Germany look crazy.
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