SH tried not to wring her jacket hem between her hands as her cousins turned to her, a cluster of wide, white eyes. Her brother raised a thick brow at her, almost looking impressed.
She avoided his gaze. He wouldn’t be for long.
“You want us to vote on whether or not we should kill South?” North Pyongan asked slowly, a shocked look on his face.
“Not like an assassination attempt,” SH quickly clarified. “Not whether or not we should hunt him down or anything like that. I just mean if we ever ended up in a situation where South is trying to kill one of us. I think…” She took a deep breath, firming her expression.
“I think it’s an important decision to make, while we’re voting on things.”
“And an easy decision,” South Pyongan said, crossing her burnt arms. “If it’s between offing South or letting him off me, then I’m obviously going to choose…”
She trailed off, a look passing between her and North Pyongan.
“Offing the loser,” she finished, less confidently than she had started. “And then Korea puts me up against the wall for killing his brother.”
“If we mostly agree that Korea will never be in a position where he would have to fight South, then isn’t that even less likely for us?” North Pyongan asked, stepping closer to his sister.
“Not if we lose another capital, and he steals your minds again,” North Hamgyong grunted.
“We won’t lose any of our capitals,” SH declared confidently, making him scoff. “Korea won’t let that happen.”
She knew he wouldn’t let America and his puppets set foot back over the Parallel, let alone take one of their provincial capitals again. They were on their way to victory, and Korea would not let any of them be returned to a cage.
“But America is…” She clenched her fists at her sides. “Evil.”
It was a childish word, but she knew it was true. He was evil like the soldiers that had blown up her city, evil like the men that had used to pay for her. She had seen the empty look in the eye exposed by his missing aviator lens, and she knew even as Korea drove him back towards Busan, he would not take being denied what he wanted well. Men never did.
She noticed the concerned looks Kangwon and Hwang were casting her way, and shook herself. “I wouldn’t put it past him to try something. And considering the amount of influence he has over South, we should be prepared.”
South had been on Mount Bugak with the hunters, hanging back, but there. SH wondered what would have happened if he had caught up to them. Would he have stopped America from shooting her? Or would he have joined in the attack to stop her from hurting the foreigner, and to drag her back to Gyeongmudae? She couldn’t have allowed herself to be caged again, Korea wouldn’t have wanted her to. But if the alternative had been killing his brother…
“Yeah.” Kangwon, surprisingly, was the first to agree with her suggestion. SH had been under the impression that he had been getting chummy with South. “We should be prepared. I don’t think South would want to kill one of us, but…” He tipped his head in a shrug. “Better to have a decision ready than be forced to make one on the spot. Just in case.”
“I concur,” Hwang agreed, and the others added their voices, including SH’s quarrelsome brother.
“Alright,” she said with an inhale, clapping her hands. “So, arguments for-“
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Chasing Liberty // Countryhumans North Korea fanfiction
FanfictionThe Koreas were victims of Japanese Imperialism for thirty-six years, deprived of freedom in their own country. With the defeat of the Japanese Empire after the second World War, you would think that their problems would be solved. But things rarel...
