Lost Redemption [Countryhumans GerPol Fanfiction] [COMPLETE]

Six

DAY THREE 

Poland woke up, Germany not there once again. He sat up and looked around, but Germany was nowhere to be found. Poland started to get really worried. He stood up and looked around, then saw something... red. Red snow.

Poland ran with his remaining energy with his legs to the red snow, and gasped. Germany laid there. He was stabbed in the back... but who? It was in the middle of nowhere... 

He bent down to check his pulse. There was none. Niemcy was dead.

"N-Niemcy-?!" Poland's heart broke into a million pieces. He immediately started crying, saying incomprehensible words and syllables that made no sense in between sobs, clutching Germany's jacket and hugging him. He would probably die here... all alone... next to the dead man he loved but whom he never confessed to.

The man that had stabbed him was still there. "Ah, guten tag. Polen." The man got his index finger out and raised Polands chin out which was dripping with tears, Poland looked to see who it was and screamed.

His Vater.

"Ah, so we meet again."

"Your...you're a h-horrible- such a...such a horrible ater-father if...if- IF YOU KILL YOUR OWN SON!! GET AWAY FROM ME!!" Poland yelled and punched him and tried to run away but running in snow is difficult, especially having not eaten in days. His Vater got him by the scarf and got out his pocket knife. "Let's rewrite those words." He said, smiling evily.

"Nie nie nie-" Poland whimpered. Oh no. Not the words.

Third Reich pinned him to the tree and put his left hand on his chest hard, and unrolled halfway of his sweater with the tip of the blade. 

"I..."

"NIE!!!" He had tried to punch His Vater and he winced at the pain, a little bit of his cheek bruised. But it was useless. They continued writing.

"N...V...A..."

Poland looked at him, tears falling down rapidly. What a horrible way to die. The pain was unbearable and the polish man kept screaming from it.

"D...E-"

"Polen!" Germany said, he slapped Poland in order for him to wake up. Poland woke up in a cold sweat, despite how cold it was. 

He was shaking, his heartbeat fast and was pounding in his ears. He wiped his face to see he was crying in his sleep.

It was a dream.

A real, stupid, fucking dream.

Poland gave a huge sigh of relief. He then started crying again and clutched onto Germanys coat, hugging him like in the dream where he was dead. 

"Do you mind if I ask, Polen, your dream...?"

"W-Well... I woke up and I saw red snow and... you- you were stabbed in the back and you were... you were dead... and then I saw the man who killed you and- and it was... it was Third Reich-" Poland choked out the last words. He could barely even say his name without bursting in tears or at least not panicking, he left out the carving of the words. He clung onto Germany like there was no tomorrow.

Because there was no tomorrow. They would be probably dead by then.

"That's a terrible dream... but if we're going to die... we're going to die together." He stroked Poland's hair. Finally, Poland had calmed down and stopped crying. He sighed and stared at the sky, the snow fell on his face. Instead of the smiles he always wore everytime he looked up, he could only think of one thing: Death.

"Jesus...I'm starving..." Poland said.

"Who isn't?"

Poland looked at Germany's flag which was a little faded, Poland removed his own glove and saw his red had turned a reddish-greyish color.

"Wait... if we're dying our country turns black and white, soon disintegrating the citizens that live in our country. That's what United Nations had said."

"What about that...?"

"If our citizens notice that our country is fading, they know we're dying, and soon figure out we're lost."

"That's...true."

Germany sighed. "What are the odds? We'll be dead by the time they find us." 

Poland looked back at the snow plains. "We should start climbing up the mountain..."

Germany nodded. They both poured the water into their mouths and started to walk once again, hugging each other as the wind whistled softly into their ears. They soon reached the snow plains, or plains as they thought.

They continued to walk, doing their teamwork: One foot in, one foot out. In and out... in and out... 

Halfway across the plains, they took a brief stop. I mean, not eating for days and in the cold, they barely had any energy. 

Germany took a few steps forward as Poland stood in his place. Germany looked at the mountains, estimating how long it would take them to reach the top. "Hmm..."

Suddenly, where Poland was standing, he heard a cracking sound. 

It wasn't snow plains. It was a frozen lake.

Before he could say anything, the frozen lake broke and engulfed Poland. Germany heard a splash! sound. He looked to see Poland was not there, but replaced with a hole with water. Freezing water.

Germany's eyes widened. Without any thought, his instincts kicked in and he dove into the water. 

The cold burned his body. It was very hard to search since opening your eyes in the water hurt, and trying to see in the water was very hard. He looked for any sign of any movement besides the bubbles distracting him.

Germany swam underwater, looking for Poland. Soon, he found a hand. He grabbed it and it was Poland, as expected. He took his hand and the two started to swim up. Although while swimming up, the plastic bag fell. Germany had noticed this but he had to get Poland up to the surface first. But where was it? It was so dark... and it was getting darker by the second by the fact that the hole was closing in with ice! He had to find it in a few seconds, or they would have a horrible, painful, slow death together.

Soon, he found it. Poland broke through the hole, gasping and panting and groaning. He got to the surface, and waited for Germany to come out. But he didn't. Germany was looking for the plastic bag. 

"N-Niemc-cy!" He said, still shaking and panting. The ice was closing. Would this dream come true? It all relied here.

Germany had soon found the plastic bag, and then snatched it. But it was too late.

The ice had closed.

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Ahh this chapter was so long I had to split it in half! Seven will be here soon since it is just copy and paste :DD