Town of Death

Chapter 25 - Let's go out with a bang!

Third person pov

"What did they do to him?" East shouts once the all soldiers left the room – with Germany.

"Life transplant." America sighed looking down

"WHAT?! What do you mean?! Where is my father?!" East continues to shout at the other countries in the room.

"He's... gone..." America continues, still looking down.

"W-what?" The Germans voice cracks as he looks at the American in disbelief.

"We don't know either East. I'm sorry." America walks over to East and place a hand in his shoulder.

Russia pov

As they were having their moment, the others were discussing a plan. "What do we do?" I asked.

"Simple, we leave." Fascists said packing up his stuff.

"No! We can't leave!" I shout back. What he was saying is ridiculous.

"No, Russia. Fascist is right." Imperial replied calmly.

"What?!" I yell. "We can't leave Germany."

"If I know Germany, which I do, he has a plan." Imperial tried to reason with me, but it won't work.

"He is unconscious!" Germany was being held hostage and these people wanted to leave!

"That kid had crazy dreams back in the day." Fascist chimed in. "And that's how rockets were invented." Both he and Imperial laughed but I kept my serious face on. How could they joke at a time like this?

"Russ. The two are right. We need to leave, or we will be sucked into this further." America said walking with East toward us three. Easts eyes looked puffy and red; probably from crying.

"You too! America, out of all people I would have thought that you would agree with me!" Standing up, I argue to the American opposite of me.

He sighed and looked at me. "Russia. You don't know what these people can do like I do. These people- your own father- may seem innocent but did you see what they did to Ger! We need to leave! And it needs to be now!" America grabs Easts hand and leads him out the door, followed by Imperial and Fascist.

I just stood there. I didn't follow. I didn't move at all. I could move at all.

I know they were right, but I just couldn't. I finally saw the love of my life again and now I'm being told to leave him for dead.

I had to leave. I know I did.

One foot after the other, I walk out of the room and through the hallway- making as little noise I could. I trudge my way through the hallways towards the elevator. The elevator was quite far away though, so I had time to reevaluate my thoughts.

What was going to happen to Germany?

What could these people do that made America scared of them?

My thoughts were interrupted by shouts. All too familiar shouts.

My father's shouts.

I couldn't make out what he was saying but I knew he was pissed. The voices were coming from somewhere ahead of me.

I hear loud footsteps and more shouting. I started getting nervous but continued to walk across the carpeted wooden floor of the building.

The footsteps got louder and closer until I saw a figure pass around the corner and run straight in my direction.