(Trigger warning: Torture) Prussia placed his hand against the concrete wall. "Germany…" He started letting a tear fall. "I miss you, Little brother. "
"I hope you are doing okay." Germany spoke, tracing a gloved finger along the swirling lines of the spray paint. He was at the same wall, but in a different spot than his older brother. "This is all my fault. If I hadn't listened to that crazy boss of mine.." He trailed off as he looked off to the horizon were the sun was setting.
Prussia sighed. "I know you probably think this is your fault, but really it's the awesome me who is to blame. Except right now, I'm anything but awesome."
"I can only imagine what Russia is doing to you. I heard you are a communist now because of him." Germany stated with sorrow.
"H-he hurts me.." Prussia clutched his bloody shoulder as it swelled with pain. "Russia does. He forces me to obey him like a common slave. Why had I taken my life of luxury for granted? I would give anything to tear down this wall and get back to you." The albino turned his back to the wall and sat down with a look of defeat on his face.
"I will tear this wall down just to see you again." Germany stated as he leaned his forehead against the wall. "Please stay safe, Prussia."
"Please stay strong, Germany."
"Auf Wiedersehen." The blonde haired man sighed letting a single tear roll down his cheek as he walked away.
Prussia remained and silently prayed that this madness would end. That he could see the little brother he raised, the little brother he would do anything for. He turned his head away when he saw the bleach-blonde haired man approach him.
"Oh Prussia, there's where you escaped to. You want to come back to me, da?" He darkly smiled and reached a hand to the albino.
"No of course not, you schwine." He spat, pushing Russia's hand away.
"Someone seems to be forgetting who is under my control.." Russia trailed off and pressed his foot onto Prussia's shoulder.
Prussia whimpered and bit his lip to keep from crying. "I'm sorry.. I'm sorry.." He pleaded.
"I'm sorry but could you speak up?" He questioned, applying more pressure.
"I'm sorry!" Prussia yelled, tears painting his rosy cheeks. "Please stop!"
Russia removed his boot and and his twisted smile grew bigger. "Let us go home now." He started to walk towards the concrete fort and Prussia followed behind, silently sobbing.