Love is Universal (requestable oneshots)

Hated (Kid! Prussia)

Prussia began to walk out of his house, confident that today he could walk outside today and not be bullied by the normal people. What he opened the door to find was worse. As he opened the door, he was greeted by the sight of the entire village, some holding torches, some holding weapons or tools that could easily be used for weapons. "W...What's going o...on?” he stuttered, scared by the menacing look on many of the citizens faces.
        Without answering, some of the people grabbed Prussia by the legs and arms, carrying him in a way where he could not escape. They dragged him over to a wooden pole surrounded by branches and logs, causing Prussia to squirm and whine. "P... Please, don't do this, please!" He half yelled, half sobbed. 
        They took rope and tied him to the pole, the knots so intricate that the little nation couldn't move a single muscle in his body except for his mouth, which they left alone so that his screams would be heard. Slight murmurs of words like 'demon' and 'maybe he'll finally die so that we can have some rest.’ which only caused further unrest among the crowd and in the nation. He began to sob when he saw one person lean their torch towards a smaller bundle of wood, one that quickly ignited and began to reach out and ignite the other wood. Prussia's sobs quickly turned to screaming and yelling as the fire began to reach him and burn him. 
        The flames licked his body and began to envelope him, but he was still remaining there and he was not losing consciousness. When the flames had finally finished burning and extinguished, the poor little nation was all burnt up and hurting. His hair was singed and the bottoms had mostly burnt off, leaving him with very short hair. At the sight of his still-alive form, the villagers murmuring among each other, until a few yelled out, "If we cannot burn him, then we should attempt to drown him!" None disagreed, therefore the same people who had dragged him over to the pole during the burning, picked his very burnt and sore form and carried him over to the nearby river, where they then proceeded to throw him into the chilling water. 
                Instantly, the air was knocked out of Prussia's lungs, and he was choking on the water. Being immortal, he found that he couldn't die from the water, which only caused his body to ache more and for his lungs to further be ruined by the water. He writhed and wriggled around at the bottom of the river, trying to reach out, yell out, anything that might draw the attention of a person who might have mercy enough to spare his life. No one came though. The group that had tried to burn him and had tossed him in the water began to disband as night drew closer. 
                Finally, after a long time of writhing and struggling, Prussia finally stopped fighting the pain, and went limp. He recognized that his people hated him and that it was because of his white hair and vivid, bright, bold red eyes. They thought it was weird and that it was a sign that he was a demon. Because of this, he had always tied to hide his hair and eyes by wearing a Teutonic knight cloak. There were some cases that he wouldn't, and those were days that he would be bullied by kids and yelled at by adults. No one would stick by his side and try to actually understand him, so they all try to kill him any chance that they got. Eventually, Prussia just couldn’t take it anymore, so he now lay limp in the river until his father finally found him. 
                Prussia's father waded into the river and softly picked up Prussia's frail and beaten body, carrying him home carefully and calmly. He laid him down on the table where meals were primarily eaten and let him lay there until he finally awoke. When Prussia finally woke up and rose from the bed, he was immediately met with the feeling of pain from the previous torture and know dread at the sight of his infuriated father. 
                "V....V...Vati? Did you save m... me?"
                "I told you never to go outside you idiot bastard boy!" was the response received as Prussia yelled in pain as he was punched in the stomach by his father. He began to sob yet again as he was punched and kicked continuously while being yelled at by his father. The torture lasted for an hour before Prussia’s father finally walked away and went to his room to go to sleep. Silently, Prussia sobbed and cried from the pain and from sadness.
​                Weakly and shakily, Prussia rose up onto his knees and began praying. "Dear Lord in the sky, why did you make me this way? Everyone hates me and tries to kill me, but I never die. They burn me, drown me, beat me, yet you never stop them. Why is that? Why have you left me for them to abuse? What could I have done to have you create me in such a bad way? Dear Lord, i wish i could die for once so that I wouldn't have to suffer this pain anymore." He wrapped up his prayer and finally crumbled to the floor where he reached under the carpet and pulled out his diary. He wrote his feeling down as he hoped that one day all of the hate and torture would go away. Silently, he hid away his things again and rested his head on the floor and fell asleep, crying and softly whispering to himself that one day he will be loved and accepted.