A sunflower in the dark

by sweden19

WW2., Poland have been captured. And hope has been lost. But one person could help him, and it's a unusual person. Rated T for violence and language. Sorry about short first chapter. Will pick up on the second one.

September 29, 1942

A blonde teen that goes by the name of Poland, or his real name Feliks Lukasiewicz was sitting in the freezing cold and damp cell. He sighed, "This, like totally isn't going my way, I hope that my BFF Liet, is like...fine." he thought. A door closed near him, another man that named, Ludwig, or Germany was approaching him. Deep down the German didn't want to invade Poland's territory, though his boss, Hitler ordered him to. There was several scars from battles he fought against the Allied Powers, his white t-shirt, army pants, and combat boots. Along with his stressed face showed the amount of pain war can create against it's own self.

Italy who was in a different outfit than usual stood near Germany, "Ve, why is Poland in here?" he said lazily. Germany clenched his fist, "My boss order the capture of Poland, whatever it took." he muttered to Italy. Warsaw, Krakow, Poznan lie in ruins, bodies from gunfire and bombs also lie on the Polish streets. Poland was very mad, "Your like! TOTALLY going to regret this, Polish Rule will make me rise like a totally wicked Phoenix!" he yelled in a deeper tone than normal. Germany sighed, "Yeah yeah, don't make too much noise." he said. Germany started out, "Eh? WA! Germany, wait for me!" Italy yelled running to him.

Poland sighed, "Is like, anyone going to save me?"