The real monster / Reich x Sowjet

Chapter 7

Reich woke up slowly and noticed that her foot hurt. Since it bothered her a lot, she wanted to see what was going on. She noticed that there was a blanket on her that didn't belong her. The blanket was comfortably warm and had a familiar smell, but she didn't know where she got the smell from.

Then she uncovered her foot and saw that it had a bandage around it. The bandage was partially red. Reich slowly undid the bandage, wanting to know what was so bad about having a bandage on. She saw a deep gunshot wound and was completely confused by it.

She quickly bandaged the injury and tried to get up, but she couldn't quite manage it because of the foot. She managed to pull on something light and hopped on one leg out of her room and onto the stairs. As she tried to get down, she protected herself down the stairs, which made it hurt even more.

"Who and why did he or she hurt me and who bandaged my foot?", she thought loud. Third Reich got to her feet and hopped into the kitchen because her broom was lying there. She braced herself with the broom and hobbled around the house so she could go out to the hospital. Reich put on a shoe and hobbled out of the house.

People gave her funny looks as she moves forward with the broom, but she was already used to those looks. When she arrived at the hospital, her brother happened to pass her. When her brother saw that she was wearing a bandage and was carrying a broom, he asked worriedly: "Reich what happened to you?"

"I don't know, I woke up like that.", she replied. Weimar helped her into the sickroom, where he examined her. "Sister, under no circumstances should you overworking yourself and you should rest for several weeks.", recommended Weimar Republic.

Reich nodded and picked up the crutches and her broom before limping away again. As she was walking home, she tripped and fell onto the sidewalk. Luckily, she was able to catch herself with her hands before she slammed headfirst onto the sidewalk.

Reich remained lying on the sidewalk because she no longer had any motivation to get up. After lying there for a while, someone grabbed her arm and pulled her up to get up, but she still didn't bother to get up and just let the person do it.

The person was very strong and got her back on heir feet. Third Reich didn't want to look at the person, but she definitely knew him. His smell in particular somehow brought back memories, she could smell his smell well even at a slightly greater distance from the person.

The person gave her back the crutches and broom, which amazed her even more. Then he walked away and Reich looked after him and saw from his size that it was Soviet Union. Shocked and confused, she looked after him before slowly limping back home.

All day she wondered why he did it or if it wasn't someone else after all. She didn't deserve it, why had he just helped her up. He hated her, didn't he? She fell asleep late at night with too many thoughts running through her head.

A little later than usual, the she-wolf hobbled back to Russia and the rest of the family. "And how are you, Reich?", Soviet asked the animal. Then she looked up at him. The wolf wasn't quite Reich, she reacted to the name because she knew it was her name and she also understood other words, but she didn't remember much more as a wolf.

The wolf couldn't play with the children, so they took the werewolf inside and watched TV with her. The children really wanted the wolf to get better and play with them. Soviet just wanted to apologize, but he had already noticed that she was different.

The kids quickly fell asleep on the couch and their father carried them to their bed, then he laid a towel on the couch and made Reich lie on it. Then he took a blanket and carefully layed it over her so she wouldn't get cold in her human form. In the morning Soviet Union brought her back to her house.