Trembling, crawling across my skin I believe in you Say goodbye,
Feeding your cold, dead eyes
Stealing this life of mine
I can show you that I can see right through
All your empty lies, I won't last long
In this world so wrong
As we dance with the devil tonight
Don't you dare look at him in the eye
As we dance with the devil tonight….
Germany's POV
January 30th, 1933
He was said to be our future hero. He claimed that he would save our country and make us strong again; he claimed that the German race would once again be powerful. The people's desperation for someone to lead them out of the darkness had put this man into power. He was certainly confident in his abilities, and Hindenburg supported him, and so did most of the German people….surely that meant he would be good for us, right?
My heart was racing nervously in my chest as I knocked on the door. This would be the first time I would be near the man and he would find out that a country was not only a piece of land drawn on a map, but also a living being.
"Kommen in. "
Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and walked inside the office. The man standing near the window of the office was looking out over the city. He wasn't as tall as me, but he wasn't short either- roughly around 5'8". He was dark haired and had dark eyes with a normal sized build: not broad shouldered, but not a small stick. He reminded me of Prussia in stature- full of self confidence.
The hair on the back of my neck stood straight up...something wasn't right about this man. I couldn't tell what it was, but something was clearly wrong with him. His gaze was unsettling and critical, but also pleased, why I did not know, but it seemed to be pleased about something about me.
" Guten Tag" he said, I could detect the Austrian accent in his voice. It was less rough than my own German one. "What can I do for you?" he asked.
I walked into the room and shut the door behind myself. "I wish to speak to you about some things, if you don't mind sir. It is something I'm required to do whenever a new leader comes." I explained.
The man only nodded and motioned for me to continue. I did so, and when I was done telling him what I was and about the others like me, he was silent for an unusual amount of time. Usually the blubbering out of shock happened almost instantly. Instead, this man merely smiled after a few more moments. "And you are the only one representing Deutschland?" he finally asked.
I shook my head, "Not neccisarily. My brothers and I represent the Germanic Nations as a whole: Austria, Prussia, and myself. Some people include Switzerland as a Germanic Nation, but we do not simply because he isn't truly made up of German blood, but more or less of a large mixture of bloods."
"Prussia? I was under the impression that the great Kingdom was all but gone?"
I had to smile at that "I would not tell him that- he would be highly offended at the idea of not excisting. I doubt he even realizes that he is no longer a large nation." I said quietly.
The man nodded a small bit. He seemed to remember the reason as to why we were here though, as he finally introduced himself formally. "My name is Adolf Hitler."
I already knew his name, as I had heard it daily for the past few months almost constantly. I introduced myself as well, "And I am Ludwig." I said.
He smiled "Is there anything you wish to tell me about yourself, Ludwig? Maybe about your own personal upbringing...the type of people you were raised around?" he asked. A dark emotion that I couldn't read flashed through his brown eyes.
I was confused by what he emplied about the type of people I had grown up with. Prussia could have raised me around more competant and reasonable people than Spain and France, yes, but it was being around such strange people that had helped shaped me to become the person I now was. "Prussia, my elder brother, often kept me in the company of his two dear friends- France and Spain. How he managed to befriend them in the first place, I do not know...culturally speaking, we're already very different from them, but the friendship has lasted to this day, despite how different all three of them are." I said. After a few more moments, I added " I was taught to fight, taught to win. Again, my brothers and I are each vastly different from each other, and I share more in common -regarding personalities- with Austria than I do with Prussia. According to Prussia though, I've always acted more like him, even when we first met."
Hitler seemed to be quite happy to hear this "Good. You may go now, Ludwig. I believe you and I will get along just fine." He said.
When I finally got to leave, I left ill at ease and worried about what the future held for myself and the rest of the world.