Right after World War One:
It all started the morning after Germany was forced to sign the humiliating Versailles treaty.
He couldn't recall the last time he felt so… so ashamed. Not to mention angry. Angry and the other nations for having caused all of this. That damn treaty. Damn France and his treaty! He felt like hitting something, or rather someone. France, Enaglnd, America…oh, he would just love to smack those smiles off of their faces!
He recalled every detail of having been led into the courtroom in chains and only having those chains taken off in order to essentially sign himself away. He had been forced to take all of the 'blame' for the war, when it had really all been Austria's fault! Why blame him?! And then force him to pay so much, how could his economy recover from both a war and all his new war debts?! His brother, Prussia, had told him not to worry, assuring him that all would be well and then going to have a beer but Germany was realistic. He knew they were in trouble. How could he pay all of this debt off?
But really the debt wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for the humiliation. He was used to being the strongest. Unbeatable. A powerful empire. A nation to be reckoned with. How could he have lost?! How was this possible? How could the Allies have possibly defeated him?! He was the strongest, he was the German Empire!
He would give anything to defeat those Allies and show them who was boss. Anything to get that treaty off his back. Anything to absolve himself of this humiliation.
Anything.
He rubbed his temples, he had such a headache. He just couldn't think of a way to possibly pay off this debt. He looked at the couch and saw Prussia asleep. Lucky. He could sleep without having to worry about anything. How could his brother possibly be so worry free? How he think that even after this horrid defeat that everything would be okay?!
He sighed and decided that there was nothing to do about his brother he couldn't force him into being a practical person after all. Instead he simply rolled his eyes decided to go outside and see if there was any mail, perhaps the annoying little Italian had sent him something. He had been trying into contact with him ever since he captured him after all, not that Germany wanted to talk to him at all.
And it was once he stepped out onto the porch that everything changed.
Something obstructed his path. Causing him to nearly fall unto the hard sidewalk. He managed to catch his balance before he could fall to the ground. He let out a sigh of relief and then perked his ears up when he heard a wail behind him.
He looked under his leg and cried out in shock before leaping back. His cry of shock caused Prussia to sit bolt upright and wake up, cursing and rubbing his eyes.
"West?" he moaned, "Luddie? What's wrong?"
Germany did not listen to him But instead gazed down at The source of his shock. A tiny bundle of blue and white blankets wrapped around a small creature that was bawling its eyes out. Germany knelt down next to it and cocked his head to the side.
The creature was small; he didn't even know a person could be so small. It waved its little fists about, its face screwed up as it wailed. It had a tuft of dark hair on its head and no teeth.
A baby.
Germany looked from side to side as of expecting its parents to come out any second now to reclaim their child. He looked for an explanation to why the child had been abandoned on his doorstep.
Whose child was this?
He bit his lip and gingerly picked the child out of the blankets. He looked the crying baby up and down. He didn't have any deformities and nothing looked to be wrong with him…why abandon him on this doorstep? Why not give him to an orphanage?
A slip of paper fell out of the blankets. He arched a curious eyebrow. Hm. Perhaps it was the latter that room held the answers to all of his questions. He carefully cradled those sobbing child in one arm As he picked up the letter however when he looked that it he couldn't understand what it said, it was written in some sort of weird and almost ancient lettering
"Hey West!" Said Prussia coming into the room however he saw the child in Germany's arms and let us shocked gasp. Before he could even ask questions Germany turned and ordered his brother, "Quickly bruder, go call Austria and see if he knows anybody that knows…Hebrew."