The once clear blue was now darkened by the clustered of low-spirited clouds that hung above a dreadful sight; remains of a battle field, lined with craters and the blood of the dead and dying soldiers.
In it, a blond hair, German solider, named Germany ran as fast as his legs could move him. "BRUDER! BRUDER!" he shouted, but gotten no responded.
"Damn it! We should have never had that stupid argument! BRUDER!"
His Heart pounded and sweat beaded down his face, as he kept up the search.
After a while and some more calling, he was about to give up, when suddenly he noticed a blood drench man lying, motionless on the ground in far off distance.
"BRUDER!" He called out in a mature of wordiness and relief tone, as dashed over.
His spirits quickly sank once he kneeled right beside man. The man had wounds covering different parts of his body, one of which was a big gash across his chest. "BRUDER! BRUDER!" He shouted, trying to catch his breath, but the man didn't move, he remained lifeless like the battle field they were , Germany searched around his brother's body, hoping, desperately to find any trace of a pulse. He soon found it, though weak, there were still hope. The German tried, calming himself to down, as he scrutinized the situation. They were way too far, for him get help, he didn't bring a first aid kit with him, and he couldn't very well move him, without hurting him or causing more internal problems to his body. There was only one other option he had left to save him, but it was risky, there was also very high chance of it not working, and If did work then he would not be the same after word. He hesitated, as questions run though his mind, trying to find the right course of action to take."Go head west, do it" said soft voice, breaking him out his thoughts. He looked down to see his brother, was now looking at him with dull, weak eyes. "West do it! Look, It's F***** clear that I 'am not going to make it out of here, at least this way, we can be awesome together and I can be there for you"
Gripping his brother's hand tightly, he said "Bruder, you know as well as I do that there is a very high chance of it not working. Look at Romano, he tried doing that to Italy several times and it always failed!"
"Doing unawesome impossible shit has never stopped me before, so why should you? Besides, what do we got to lose if that awesome thing turned unawesome? Besides, the awesome me of course" Shockingly enough, he had a point, It wasn't like there were any other options left.
"Fine, burder! I'll do it!"
"Awesome! Oh? And west"
"Ja?"
"The awesome me just want to say, sorry for all to those unawesome things I said to you"
"I 'am sorry, too"
"Now, hurry! I don't know how much longer I can awesomely hang on!" As soon as his brother said that, Germany felt the grip on his brother's hand staring getting a bit weaker and noticed his eye were struggling to keep open.
"Right!"
He then closed his eyes and tried to link his aura with his brother's, but only managing to succeed in make him short-winded. He tried again and ended up with same results. After trying a third time, he noticed his brother closing his eyes and feeling the grip of his hand loosening.
"HANG ON, BRUDER!"
Realizing there's not much time left he quickly gave one more shot. This time he gave it all he's got. Suddenly he felt a wave of intense, but also astounding energy merging with his. It had kept up, until he couldn't feel it and his brother's hand any more. He slowly opened his eyes and found out that the body of his brother was no longer there."Bruder;" He said, with a shock tone, as he looked for his bother.
Just then, a sharp pain stung sweep across his chest. Placing a hand on the area, he soon a felt moist substance. He then removed it and noticed that blood was on his hand.
Soon a smirk snuck up across his face. "What you know? I did it" he said to himself, as he slowly gotten up.
Just as Germany about to walk limply back to the way he came he noticed the bright sun's ray's pierce through the clouds.
"It looks like the heavens themselves are wishing us the best of luck. I hope we can get back to the Italy and Japan, before the changes becomes permanent" he thought, as he continued walking.
