Ivan' pipe shined in the sunlight. As he lies on the ground in an open field, he hears someone running behind him. He whirls around, grabbing his pipe and holding it at his side. Waiting for someone to come over the hill, he thinks, Who could be here at this hour? Waiting for the person to come over the hill, he notices a baseball flying his way. He raises his pipe up and swings with all his might. The ball makes contact with his pipe, and flies away. "Dude, why'd you hit my ball!?" Alfred comes over the hill with an annoyed face. "I'm sorry, you scared me comrade," returned Ivan. "Did you hear that Germany is planning a front against you today," Alfred said. Ivan looked confused but responded, "No, but He will not like the result." As Ivan finishes his sentence, an explosion his heard in the distance. Ivan and Alfred exchange glances, and run in the direction of the shot.
Another explosion is heard, this time louder and longer. Ivan fears the worst on this. He reaches the top of the hill, and is met with horror. Ivan's town is in ruins, German soldiers advance into the square. Ivan runs to the street sneaking up behind three unlucky soldiers. He raises his pipe above his head, and brings it down, hard, onto the soldier. Not even his helmet could withstand the power of his blow, crushing the German's head. A wet crack is heard, as Ivan pulls his pipe from the German's head. His fellow soldiers raise their guns, but are to slow as Ivan swings hard, hitting both soldiers across the face. Their legs turn to jelly, as the crumple to the ground. Ivan runs as fast as he can to the town square, no doubt in his mind that where the soldiers are headed. He runs past several soldiers, beating them dead quickly. As he reaches the town square, he was never prepared for what he saw.
Lying before him were dozens of dead civilians. He drops to his knees, as he sees Belarus on the ground. She's breathing, but is bloodied. He lifts her head as she opens her eyes, and whispers,"Ger…many." He puts her down and stands up, whipping a tear from his eye. He walks away till he hears the laughter of Germany and Italy in an abandoned house.
He kicks in the door, Germany and Italy freeze. Italy notices Ivan's bloody pipe, and tries to surrender, but it's no use. Ivan's to enraged to think clearly. He raises the pipe above his head, and swings. Italy didn't stand a chance, as the pipe strikes his face, launching him from his chair into the wall. Germany watched as is friend was beat by Ivan's uncontrolled rage. When there was no more hatred for Italy, Germany was next. Ivan walked over to Germany, raised his pipe, and with the most hate filled swing ever, the pipe came down on Germany's head, leaving him a bloodied pile on the floor. Ivan walked out of the house. Germany lay still on the floor. He gets just enough strength to crawl over to Italy. He sits up, lifts his head of the floor, and holds him. Italy's eye opens up, "Germany…?" "Ya, it me," Germany responds. He feels a tear drop fall down his cheek. As he sits there, motionless, he puts Italy down, and kisses him on the forehead. "Did we win," mutters Italy. "No…." Germany stands up, walks to the door, and breathes, "Not yet."