Journey to Revival~TRxUSSR

The Beginning

Polands's POV
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"You really think we should do this right now?" I ask RE as we fly next to each other. "She'll hear us. Let's hope that other bastard doesn't though." We eventually come to where she and Britain stay and we land. Right as we get to the door, it opens and we're met with France. "Hear us?" RE asks with a smirk. "Yes." She said and then glances at me. "Interesting duo." She comments.

"We need to ask you something." I say. She tilts her head for a moment. "Come in." She says and then steps aside. We walk in. "Are you not worried about Britain?" I ask. "Oh it doesn't matter. Clearly it's something important if you two are the ones here. Would never imagine seeing you two together like this." She shut the door and lead us to the living room. We all sat down.

"Remember that book your mother gave me?" RE asked. "Of course I do." She muttered. "What about it?" "Do you know where it is?" I ask. She sighs. "Well, when you returned it," She looks at RE. "My mother eventually gave it to me. I didn't exactly want it, and despite our countries not being very well acquainted, I was good friends with Austria-Hungary. So I gave it to her." She said. My eyes widened. "So it's probably in one of the countries that once made up her?" I asked. "Maybe. Or in Germany. She lived with the German Empire at the time for their children." She said.

I nodded. "Thank you." I replied. "Why did you need to know that?" She asked. RE started to talk. "Well, the book contained much more than just things about wings. I never read them though." "And why is that helpful to you two?" She asked again. Me and RE looked at each other for a moment. Then he spoke again. "We want to try to bring Reich back."

Soviet Union's POV
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I've been through two bottles of vodka and I'm on the third. Damn it, the third? Third. Third Reich. "Fuck...." I murmur. I lean back in my bed and take a sip. I'm drunk, but I'm still coherent. I have a high tolerance.

Eventually I hear walking. Usually I'd be alert and ready, but right now, I couldn't care less. If I die tonight, maybe I'll see him. My door opens and it's my father, followed by Poland. "Holy shit." Poland murmurs. My father sighs. "Wait downstairs, Poland." He says. Poland turns and leaves. He shuts the door.

"You think drinking is going to do anything?" He walks over to me and grabs my empty bottles. "Maybe forget." I say with a slur. "Bullshit." He mumbles and takes my fuller bottle. "God you're worse than me." He muttered. He set the bottles down away from me.  He sat on the bed next to me.

"I know you aren't sober, and you aren't all there, but you are coming with us." He said. "Why?" I mumbled. "We're going to try to bring Reich back." He looked at me. "What?" Bring Reich back? How? What? Am I even hearing him right? "Yes." He said to me. "Bringing Reich back. We are going to bring Reich back." He added.

I stared at him. "Really?" I slurred. "Yes." He said again. "Really." He stood up and held his hand out. "Come on." I sat up a bit and grabbed his hand. He pulled me up and I stumbled a bit. "Where are your car keys?" He asked me. "Somewhere." I mumbled. He sighed.

Russian Empire's POV
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We eventually found his keys and decided to take his car because of his drunken state. Poland drove, I sat in the front, and Soviet was basically falling asleep in the back. "God he's a lost cause." I mumbled.

We eventually made it to where GE was staying. We walked up to the door and Poland rang the doorbell. We left Soviet in the car. The door opened after a bit. "What?" GE asked. "We want to ask you something." Poland said. He glared at us for a moment. "Fine. Go on." He muttered. "Well," Poland took a deep breath. "We're trying to find a way to bring Reich back to life and there's this book we need but Austria-Hungary was the last one to have it and none of us know how to get to your old house back in Germany so we were wondering if you'd help us?" Poland said everything quickly, but he definitely understood it all.