☀️ Sunshine Harem ☀️ >Philippines x Countryhumans< 🇵🇭

"The Angel Who Saved Me."

|| Israel x Philippines ||

|| Requested by: usermania

3rd Person POV

"Befreien Sie sich von diesen Juden!"

Israel fled for his life, all his other people fled to neighboring countries. He had seen a trembling and chaotic world before him. Escaping the territory of the Nazi Germany became a matter of life and death. He had nowhere to go now, crying and trembling in one place, he was shaking as he ran forward, hiding behind the abandoned building covered in bullet holes and smeared with the blood of his innocent people. The smell of corpses filled his lungs, causing him to gag as more tears streamed down his face. He crouched down, shaking and hyperventilating.

His breaths were quick and heavy, his heart beating right out of his chest. The swatsikas has taken almost half of his Jewish people, and he couldn't bear to see his people suffer as they fled in terror.

His breathing turned slow, his vision turned blurry, everything was getting dark. "אלוהים, תן לי הזדמנות לחיות.(God, Please give me a chance to live.)" He stated in shaky breaths as he stood up and leaned against the wall for support. Shaking and wounded, tears stream down his face as he could hear the distant gunshots and German yelling. He cried as he clutched his chest, gasping for breath as he didn't bother the smell of corpses anymore.

Because it was a familiar smell to him.

He coughed as he moved towards the other side, he was in dire need for help.  "Please! Someone! Help me!" Israel screamed in a raspy voice, hoping anyone could hear him through the loud gunshots. He looked over to the side, more tears spilling out his eyes, as he saw a friendly-looking silhouette. Relief washed over him, until he heard the familiar German voice.

"OFFENES FEUER!"

His relief was taken away by fear, he was shaking as he sobbed, he tried to escape the grasp of death. Tears streaming down his face, his terrified expression and a shaking body, his breaths were quick and harsh. He couldn't believe himself, he was so terrified he couldn't even protect his people, he can't be the leader he used to be. Now he was just a coward...

A coward that was going to die on the battle field. He could feel himself fall, felt his vision go blurry.

T h u d.

And his world went dark.

"ANO BA ANG GINA GAWA MO?!"
"Eindringling Sir!"
"ANO BANG PINAG SABAHIN MO, MGA BOBO!"
"EINDRINGLING! TÖTE IHN!"

All that Israel could hear were gunshots and thuds, his tear stained face was now covered in dirt, and as he slowly opened his eyes, he was met with light. A savior, a hero. His vision still blurry, he blinked and gasped feeling warmth around his cold, shaking body. "Angel...?" He stated in a croaky voice, that was all he could muster. He felt himself being carried in warmth, and with his vision still blurry, he couldn't see the face of his savior. More tears came out of Israel's eyes, his face was scrunched up in way, and his expression was hurtful. He was relieved, someone had heard his call.

Philippines pitied him. He had experienced something like this before, and he didn't want to see it happen to others. He could remember vividly...The blood that was shed and tears that were made, he was so weak, and so pitiful, he couldn't even fight back for himself. He shook his head to snap out of it. He had to save Israel or it would be too late. "Now's not the time to remember such drastic actions, Philippines." Philip stated to himself, his face was slightly menacing as he walked through the burnt down forest, making crunching sounds as he walked carefully and with Israel on his shoulders bruised and beaten, he had to be careful. He heard a cry come from the Jewish refugee, he turned to him and gave a small smile. "Don't worry, malapit na tayo." Philippines stated, his breath hitched as he heard footsteps crunch the ashes and leaves below them.