World At War

Ch. 13: Russia's Revenge.

All of the Allies stood at Germany's border. Britain felt her heart race, this was it, this is the end of the war and she was staring it down. She took a step forward and Russia took her arm, she looked up at him. "No, this is my fight now." Russia said.

Britain didn't blame him for wanting to finish this himself, she more or less respected him for it. "Are you sure?" she asked.

"Yes, I am going to finish this. You may go home." Russia glared at Berlin.

Britain turned to her men, "Go home." she said. Her soldiers cheered, as did everyone else's. Russia and his men stood still as everyone else celebrated their going home.

"Advance." Russia ordered. The Allies had had just bombed Dresden and Germany was on high alert, awaiting his final battle, his end.

Germany sat in his room, waiting for the Allies to finish him off. He was hiding in a bunker with the Fuehrer, he was probably taking it worse than Germany. Someone knocked on Germany's door, "Sir, the Fuehrer would like to see you." a voice said. Germany stood and walked to his door, he opened it, no one was there. Germany walked warily down the hall, the sound of tanks and bombs above him. He knocked softly on the Fuehrer's door, there was a stir inside and the door opened. Hitler looked up at Germany, this was the first time Germany has ever had to really speak to his leader. Germany was nervous but not, a part of him could care less and the other was freaking out.

"Guten tag." Hitler mumbled.

"Guten tag." Germany saluted Hitler, "Heil Hitler!"

Hitler looked like he couldn't care any more than he did then, Hitler merely sat back down. "Lead the men into war, push those damn Soviet's down until their faces are stuck in the mud." Hitler ordered.

Germany looked at his leader confused, "But sir, if I may say-" Germany mumbled.

"Don't question me, boy. Just do it." Hitler growled. Germany nodded and saluted Hitler once more, Hitler still didn't care.

Germany walked to the surface and saw his men sitting around. "What are you doing?" Germany shouted. The soldiers all jumped a mile and stood at attention, Germany glared at all of them, "Don't do that, get to your posts! Push the Soviet's back, make them cry to their mothers!" Germany shouted.

"Yes sir!" the soldiers all shouted in unison, running to their posts. Germany merely walked around and barked orders at his men. Germany looked up and saw a little girl in the middle of the chaos that was Berlin. She just stood there, minding her own business. Her mother was obviously shot and dead on the concrete, bleeding. The little girl didn't know her mom was dead, she just kept telling her to stop sleeping on the ground.

"Hey, kid, get out of there!" Germany shouted. The little girl didn't listen, she just kept shaking her moms shoulder. "You there, in the frilly dress, come this way!" Germany yelled. The Russian's were advancing, they were going to shoot the kid. Suddenly Germany felt something inside of him, it bit at him like a rabid dog. He didn't notice, but he was hopping over their barricade and running for the little kid. She looked up at Germany, looking him straight in the eyes, she smiled at him.

"You have pretty blue eyes." she said. Germany stopped and looked at the girl.

His eyes were blue.

He picked her up and began to run, someone shot at his leg, it penetrated his calf and he fell to the ground. It had been so long since he had felt pain, he screamed and fell on the little girl. She squealed, Germany apologized and looked behind him, there stood Russia. "We fight like men." Russia stated, pulled Germany up. "We fight like soldiers." Russia threw Germany to the side and looked at the little girl. He kicked her out of the way, looking at Germany. "You disappoint me, worrying over your citizens." Russia smiled, he looked at the little girl, a German soldier was running away with her. Russia shot the soldier in the back, the bullet went through the soldier and the little girl. She screamed in pain and fell beside the Nazi. "She is nothing, she is just another little girl in your system.. Just another thing you tried to perfect in your small country." Russia said, he leaned down next to Germany. "Perfect Aryan race? You make Russia laugh, not even I am as screwed up as you." Russia chuckled, he looked into Germany's eyes. "You have beautiful red eyes." Russia smiled. Germany stood, Russia smiled.