A/N: This is a pre-view to Germany's memories. It is him experiencing hell. His own hell. Hope you like it.
He remembered it. All of it, broken and and scattered like shattered glass but it was all there, he just had to put it all back together properly. Everything in the right spot, without forgetting a single sliver. He remembered the pain. That forever burning that felt like acid running through his veins. His screams in agony, unanswered as his tormentors continued there sick games. His fear. He was alone and helpless. No one was there to save him and he was scared.
Surrounded by a cold darkness. He was left shivering. Crying. Screaming. Pleading. Praying but to whom he did not know. His heart hammered in his chest, pounding ruthlessly, unceasingly until he felt it would hammer into him until it killed itself. His voice became alien to his ears, changed by the raw bloody gurgle in his throat. His lungs burned, craving oxygen but he wouldn't let them hold it. His mind spun with dizzying speed, the room no longer in place. He was on a carnival ride to hell.
His tormentors were unknown, hidden behind blinding lights. His eyes couldn't stand it any longer as if they were gazing into the sun so he closed them but everything he felt was magnified as he reverted back to lonely darkness.
He fought against them but their holds grew stronger or was it he grew weaker? He couldn't think. His mind was a blur. He screamed and screamed and screamed. His tormentors burning his skin, slicing his flesh open with hot blades, cutting his tender more sensitive flesh with razors leaving his throat, face, inside arms, hands and feet bloody and mutilated.
They enjoyed his pain as if it were a lullaby from warm childhood memories. After what seemed like eternity, he was stuttering out words. It took him a moment to realize that with tear filled eyes and bloody tear stained cheeks, he was begging to them. Begging for death.
He asked over and over until he was a broken record, stuck on the same quiet request. His quivering voice was drenched with emotion as he sobbed in the silence "Please just kill me. Kill me now. Please. Kill me. Kill me please. Just kill me. Kill me. Kill me. Please kill me. Kill me. Kill me. Kill me. Please..." another dizzying wave swept through him, exhausted from everything they've done to him as now he was in a foggy haze "Please...kill me..." His eyes slipped shut, knocking him back into darkness.
A/N: Curious, what do you think and shall i continue because if you wish me to continue i can. I have a plan for this. But only if you review and tell me to continue. So please review and i will continue this to part 2. Tell me what you think and if you have questions, shoot and i will try to answer. Thank you for reading.
-Buddha Wolf