70. Frozen
Based on a prompt from a 100 Themes Challenge I'm trying to do.
Disclaimer: If I owned Axis Powers Hetalia, it'd be a lot slashier, Canada would be more than an afterthought and I'd know Japanese. As none of these things are true, I don't own, so don't sue.
Russia was frozen. No matter what time of year or how much vodka he drank or what was going on, he was never warm. But he had a choice. He could be warm or he could have the most brilliant military commander in the history of the world. General Winter. So many people wanted pieces and parts and all of him that Russia made a deal. A deal with the devil. "Make it so no one will ever take my land from me," that was what he had asked for. And in saving his land from the power and land hungry nations of the world, he froze. General Winter took command of his land most of the year, no enemy had ever breached his defenses, no one had taken Russia's land. Sometimes he regretted being so frozen, so desolate, unapproachable. But then, it didn't matter. One day all would be under his control and Ivan was sure that there was somewhere in the world warmer than Russia.
