Third person:
America smiled and rotated his head playfully.
"Oh.. well get better.. Germs!" The American chuckled and turned. Reich felt a chill of relief, thinking that the American believed him. Russia stood there sceptical. Germany smiled at Russia with his shark teeth. Russia nervously smiled back at the country. Germany turned his heel and rushed for the door. As other countries began to leave the meeting, he couldn't help but drift his eyes to one specific country. She softly strutted through the hall. Her prominent and strong red white and blue colored flag glistened on her skin. His eyes stuck to the woman. He was shocked of seeing her again. She smiled and nodded towards other countries but his eyes did not leave her, he watched her every move.
France. He reminisced back to the times of her being under his wrath and control. She was helpless and worthless. Just a little prisoner to him which he could abuse. He smirked as he watched her cautiously. Walking ever so closer to the lady. They were both leaving the building. Reich began to develop a little plan. A plan no one would like. His eyes shifted to the stairs as he began to hurriedly walk down them, still following her. She walked across another hall in the complex. It was quite a huge building. Just then he realised something. He was Germany! The beloved country. Maybe they were friends?
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Reich POV:I swiftly approached the smaller country, with a fake smile plastered on my flawless face.
"Hey France!"
I whispered sweetly
France turned around smiling right back at me.
"Oh Allemagne! Are you feeling okay?" France sulked as she questioned me.
"Just a bit under the weather, nothing too bad! Heh.. anyway would you like to.. hang out?" I chuckled
She smiled at me again."Sure Germany!" She sweetly nodded.
"I was going to go home with Britain but it's fine!"
She said. Britain. That cow. I hate him. I almost shook with anger thinking about him, but held back. I smiled and turned.We began walking to the exit together, we chatted for a bit before we made it to my car.
"You have such a beautiful country. I know I tell you this all the time but it is such a special place."
She said as she pulled her seatbelt onto her seat. I fake smiled to her again for the millionth time. I was so sick of this. I just want my power again, but of course I had to do this stealthily. I began the car and exited the premises.
During the ride to only I knew where, she initiated small talk from time to time, but I denied continuing it. She was already trapped with me anyway so there was no point in faking who I was. She fell into my trap, easily just like her past self. She still held the same attributes. Weakness, worthlessness, and easily manipulated. I drove her to Germany's home because that's all I knew where things were.
"Oh we are going to your house? Well alright.."
She said softly. I locked the doors and windows.
France POV:
I tapped to the rhythm of the song in my head, and hummed silently during this drive. Germany was quite quiet, but I let it slide as he was found to be sick. I opened my eyes and stared out the window into the Berlin morning. My eyes drifted through the clouds and sky. It was a beautiful sight.
They drifted again through the field and plants and then onto the car. There was a red light illuminating off the button of the door.
*locked*
"Hey Germany, why did you lock the door?"
I laughed to myself expecting a funny reply. I turned to Germany and his face showed no amusement. It was stone cold. A shiver ran down my spine.
It was a few minutes after this strange but funny one sided conversation. We were already at the gates of his home. We drove up to the garage of his magnificent home.
I looked at his home with adoration. "Germany!! I can't get enough of your BEAUTIFUL home. I know I say this whenever you bring me over but it is just magnifique!!" I shouted with admiration.
The car was yet still silent.
"Germany.. Are you feeling well?" I questioned.
He just looked straight forward. I sat there silently. This was awkward. I smiled to him again. All I found was him removing his glasses to reveal a set of red eyes."Woah... Germany your eyes! There are.. another colour? How did you do that!" I asked in amazement.
He turned his head to face me as he turned of the car. His garage was quite big too, oh we must discuss furnishing it!
What I didn't catch onto first when I saw him at the meeting was his... skin colors. The were quite different? Maybe that was a side effect of his illness. He stared straight into my eyes. I was a bit uncomfortable.
"Ok. Germany we must get you some medicine. You are totally off!" I yelled as I shook my head. This just will not do! I got ready to open the door and exit the car, but the door was locked. I struggled against the handle. I turned back to Germany and furrowed my brows.
"Germany?"
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Third person POV:
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Reich broke the stone cold look at smiled at France. He then began to giggle , which turned into a chuckle which turned into hysterically laughing. France began to look concerned. She then turned angry.
"Germany! This isn't funny please open the door."
She was not amused."I can't believe you are still the same WEAK and stupid woman I took from "SuPeR pOwErS". Superpowers who couldn't get you." Reich spat.
France realised it. What was right in front of her that she so blindly followed. Her face shifted to horror as the memories she pushed away for decades began to eat her, and devour her soul. Reich.
He wiped the single tear from her face.
"Don't worry my love. I know you wanted to be back with me." He laughed maniacally. He was insane.
He then lifted a hand and knocked her out cold with a single punch. Blood began to gush out of her nose. He lifted her out of the car and brought her to the home, humming along the way.
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A/N:
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FanfictionAfter a loud ending of his reign, linking into many decades of his life fading away from people's thoughts, he rejoins society without their knowledge. This time, he is pretending to be, someone else. --- Artwork not mine, creds to artist