The grass made dry, green waves on the hills, flowing in unison. Their presence sparked the feeling of compromising within nature, giving an enlightening aura as I lightly touched a couple of the green blades as I laid in a bed of flowers and grasses. I looked to my side, to see the waves meeting the blue of the endless sky and the white puffs of water in the air. I was strongly tempted to stretch my hand out to try to touch the white cotton of the sky, like a naive child, until I felt something disturb the aura I felt of the earth.
The aura was familiar. TOO familiar. I laid completely still, my hand slowly reaching for my pistol. Normally, I wouldn't think of doing this in such a peaceful place, but this wasn't a peaceful time. Enemies were anywhere and everywhere. I finally clasped my gun, turning to the presence behind me, ready to enter battle, only to be halted by the glimpse of red and white on the 'enemy'.
My mysterious enemy grinned mischievously. The Prussian raised his arms mockingly in defense, "I'm so scared! A little girl is pulling a little vater gun on me! Vhat to do?" He cackled tauntingly. I pulled my pistol out of its holster and pointed the tip at him, causing him to jump back. "Whoa whoa, hold your horses, little lady!" He yelled, still grinning like mad. I stood up, slowly lowering my weapon and sliding it back cautiously into its holster. "Anyway, what are you doing out of the house, Königsberg? You're supposed to be in your room, listening to Radio Königsberg, right?"
I sighed, thinking about the propaganda station that Prussia had set up in her small region. Phrases like "Those stupid Americans!" and "The Husky Russkies!" were very common on it, but I had never even met these people nor been to their country. I stared at the albino Prussian. "Well, you were supposed to be home earlier, but you didn't come." I said, slightly annoyed. "And please don't sneak up on me. This is-." I noticed that he had a large gun strapped onto his back and our soldiers could be seen in the distance.
I grimaced. "You're battling the Allies again, aren't you?" I said chillingly. Prussia stopped laughing, his confident face fading into a grim one.
"...Ja..." He huffed, glancing to his left. I leaned to glance in his direction to see my other 'big brother'.
Germany.
He was in his military uniform, a badge on his arm striking the Nazi Germany flag symbol. His face was hard, but I could see that he also looked like this was a battle he didn't want to fight, like Prussia. I sighed, waving at my tall blonde brother. He glanced at me and nodded; he couldn't wave without his superiors' permission. I looked at Prussia, wanting dreadfully to beg him not to go, but instead, I stayed silent and nodded.
"I'll go home..." I whispered, "Just try and stay safe..." Prussia blinked, then gave his usual grin and started ruffling my hair.
"Kesesese." He laughed, "Of course we'll be alright! They say that there aren't many more battles, so don't worry! We'll win in no time!" He kept laughing as he stopped ruffling my hair. I stared at him, not sure if he was really as confident as he sounded. But I smiled, nodded again and turned, heading towards home.
I glanced to where the grassy hills met the sky, and saw a change. It was much quieter, and the grass looked limp and dead as the sky looked gloomy and grey. The harmony was lost and the battlefield now looked like it had more malice. I left the graceful scenery as it turned into the battlefield of World War II.
I laid in bed, staring at the ceiling and listening to the mix of the radio and the distant sirens. I saw some smoke towards where the battle was, far from my secure home. My small region was safe, and yet... I felt as though disaster was approaching fast. I shrugged it off, turning in my bed. In the orange sky, I could vaguely see a couple of black planes. I pointed at them with my finger, moving it as the planes moved, as though it would direct where the planes would go. Finally, when they were out of sight, I rested my hand again, bored.
All I could hear was ringing. I thought it was just me for a minute, my brain thinking there was a ringing sound from the boredom. But it intensified as the time went by, and soon it filled my ears and head. I sat up, wondering where it was coming from and how I could stop it. I walked over to the window to see that the predicted snow was replaced with something else, something black.
Ashes.
At that moment, the ground erupted as part of my home exploded in fire. I fell from the trembling earth, coughing as smoke started to surround me. What was happening? My mind was too surprised to process anything, but all I needed to know was that I had to get out, and FAST. I could feel my lungs filling with smoke and the fire was leaving black, charred marks on my pale navy blue uniform. I slowly got to my feet again and staggered out of my flaming room. I walked into my kitchen to see everything else either in rubble or smoking.
I picked up my pace out of my home, eventually breaking into a half-coordinated sprint as I glanced past the homes of the townsfolk. The ringing sound had gone down, but was now replaced with the sounds of bombs exploding. Many of the houses and stores were in flames and half destroyed. I coughed as I ran, my leg cold from the wet blood from the blast. My people were in trouble... I needed to help them...but how...? My vision slowly began to blur as my pace slowed. The blood was taking its toll, and the chill in the air didn't help it.
Finally, my small body was at its limit. I was trying to keep going, but a bomb was dropped right in my path, and the impact of the blast knocked me off my feet, into the ice and dirt. I coughed a bit of blood, trembling and hoping I could find the strength to get up. But try as I might, I couldn't bring myself to rise. Was I going to die here? I coughed a bit more, shivering, as I started to see a shadow approach. I saw messy hair...Big Brother Prussia?
My hopes were dashed when I discovered it was blond hair, and a man in a green suit with very bushy eyebrows. I squinted at him, at the brink of consciousness. He looked down at me and gave me a smirk
"Ah," the man said, his eyes amused, "It seems we won the prize..." With that, I slipped into sleep.
