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The Prussian male heaved in a loud sigh, clenching his fists, wincing in pain. He held back his tears, due to it wasn’t awesome to cry! Especially for a man, like his awesome self. Biting his lip, he listened closely to the announcer whom was about to say the words that he had always feared. He honestly never thought this day would come! He thought that he would just keep, winning, and winning! He had never thought he would go out! Not like this… He just couldn’t believe it was his time already… He shifted up in the wheel chair he was in due to being heavily injured from the previous war, and being invaded by the soviets, not getting much help to fend them off, actually, he had no help when they invaded the east of him… Those were things he didn’t want to think about at the moment, but he just couldn’t help it. Tears welled up in his crimson eyes that would strike fear into many at one point of time, but he held them back.


Finally, a tear spilled from his left eye as the Allied forces announced.
“Kongreich Preußen is now officially dissolved.”
That caused tears to pour from each of Gilberts eyes, a steady stream of the salty liquid ran down his cheeks and onto this clothed legs. What was going to happen to him now? Was he going to disappear, like so many fallen empires did before him? No… He wouldn’t let that happen, he wouldn’t let himself die, he was far too awesome for that even if he was crying. He wiped the tears slowly from his pale skin which was tinted with red on the cheeks, and nose, due to the crying he had just done. He was then taken away by a tale man with ash blond hair, violet eyes, and an un-awesomely large nose. He was also the same man whom hade invaded him; Russia.


A few weeks had past and Prussia had been separated from his brother due to a wall that had been built, Prussia would run away at times to speak with his younger brother; this was one of those times. He looked around wearily for the tall, scary as hell, Russian man whom would beat him if he found him out here. He ran rather slowly over to the part of the wall he usually would stand, and talk to his brother at. He took in a deep breath.
“Oiii!! West!” He shouted loud enough for his brother to hear him if he was there waiting. He looked over at his captors large house to make sure he hadn’t taken notice of his missing presence. He let out a sigh of his relief, and waited a few minutes for his brothers reply.
“Ja, bruder?! Are you okay?” A deep voice called from over the other side of the wall, causing Prussia to smile. He held his hand up to the wall, where he thought Germany, his brother, would have his, he closed his eyes.
“The awesome me is fine! What about you west?!” He exclaimed, sounding worried as he’s ever been for the other, he hoped his awesome little brother would be fine without his awesome help for awhile, even though he really never did anything around the house, well, rarely.
“Ja.. I’m fine, I’m getting help from some of the other nations…” He said calmly like usual.
Prussia smiled softly, and then he heard footsteps. Oh god not, it couldn’t be! Not now! Not yet! He wanted to talk to Ludwig for awhile longer. He slowly turned around looking up at the Russian who towered over him.
“What are you doing out, little one~” He asked with a creepy facial expression on his face. His smile looked as it were almost to his ears, his eyes shaped like lower cased N’s. Prussia slowly backed into the wall looking at him.
“West! I’ll talk to you la--” He wasn’t able to finish his sentence due to a lead pipe being slammed into his ribcage with force. He gasped loudly and toppled over in pain. Normally he would be able to withstand such a blow, but his body was becoming weaker with each day that passed. He was becoming weak.
Germany just stood there in shock, what was going on behind this wall? What had happened to his older brother that caused him to be cut off like that? He took a deep breath.
“BRUDER?!!” He screamed, waiting a few minutes for the reply that never came. He let out a loud sigh as he turned around, and headed back to his home. Once home he sat down and ran a masculine hand through his slicked back, light blond hair.