"Prussia's new governor, Mr. Adolf Hitler!" Many cheered as the Nazi's saluted they're leader, including my brother West. How he could support such a man, I never could understand. The man just didn't seem as amazing as most people in Germany proclaimed him to be. I saw my brother beside me, cheering for the man…if only we knew what a monster the man really was. Hitler stood on a podium and spoke in front of my and West's people who listened intently as his troops stood around us. They all looked at him with adoration as he spoke words, like the devil to man in God's garden. His silver tongued words mesmerized the crowd of millions as I sat, looking bored. "Vest, why are we listening to this man? What does he plan to gain with both of our support? And what is this about a 'pure people'?" Ludwig looked over at me, "Mein Gott, bruder. Will you just listen for a change? He could be the leader we've been waiting for." I shook my head, studying Ludwig's ocean blue eyes. "I don't know, bruder…something seems unawesome about him." Germany shook his head and sighed, "Don't bother me, I'm trying to listen." I growled in frustration, feeling my crimson eyes lazily drift shut. This speech was lame and I couldn't stand a moment more without something to entertain myself. "I'll be right back, Vest. I need a beer." Ludwig grunted, "Whatever Gilbert, just go." I rolled my eyes and got up, going to find my nearest beer stand. I needed that awesome alcohol!

I paid for my drink, sipping the bubbled from its top off of the cup as I started to walk away. "Danke." I told the lady at the register and started to make my way back to my seat. I heard men talking somewhere off in the shadows. "…those Jews won't even know what hit 'em." Another laughed, "A pure nation...for God." What was this madness they spoke off? Before I could listen any longer, I heard a security guard come around and shooed the men back to their seats. I decided to do the same, wondering what madness these people were talking about? What were they planning to do to the Jews? They never really bothered anyone… I returned to my seat and the crowd started to clap loudly again. Approached my brother who joined the crowd. "Vest, what are they clapping about?" Ludwig looked over at me and grinned slightly, "You wouldn't understand." He looked oddly excited. "What is it?" A dark shadow appeared over my younger brother's eyes, and it terrified me…his next words chilled my blood. "We are going to make a pure race of humans…for God." Just like those men… "W-What are you talking about, bruder?" I asked, smiling weakly and awkwardly laughing, trying to see if he was making some type of joke. "We are going to make a pure race of humans, to get rid of the dirty blood." I glared at him, "What are you talking about, Vest. You almost sound as unawesome as my new governor." Ludwig looked at me darkly, "You don't understand, bruder. We are going to clean out the Jews."

I frowned, he was talking the same crazy nonsense as the other men by the beer stand. "W-What? Why would you do that? What do you mean get rid of the dirty blood?" I heard him growl in agitation, "You'll see soon enough, bruder." And as the crowd cheered one last time, saluting my countries new governor, I suddenly got a pit in my stomach. …He didn't mean kill them, did he?