February 2097

The war is different in every country. Somewhere countries attacked by other nations and there are desperate places where there is internal strife. Such in Greece since two families of politicians disagree. But they are do not attack each other, but the citizens. They bombard the poorer quarters and buy them to show which one has more power and more money. This massacre takes the homes of many people, but not only do they realize that something is wrong. In one of the families, or more specifically in the Karpusi, the heir fights for the poor houses and has been crucified with his father, but has never fallen. The young man's name, Hercules, though in vain, is not as brave and powerful a warrior as the myth character. Rather than Odysseus, he makes plans and acts quietly, sneakily. Among the poor, he is only called the White Dove because he has never seen or heard his voice. They don't even know that anyone is helping them at all, it's a rumor. They could not figure out why this person often escaped, so they imagined for themselves a powerful hero, a demigod who came for the bads to give them to Hades.

In the Karpusi villa, the head of the family, who organizes most of the conquests, is already bored with the toys of this ridiculous "hero" and, if he would found him, would twist his neck in front of the city to set a deterrent example. He doesn't think his son will cross him, luckily.

Thursday, 21st

That was the last chance Hercules was down and had to escape. He just takes money and steals one of his father's cars, but he still has 6 others. Of course, it is not easy to stumble, because his bodyguards are after him who are about to kill him, so they are shooting at him.
He was fortunate enough to cross the border where his family no longer has power, but he doesn't know where he is at all.

Saturday, March 23, 2097

Feliciano walks around the city and talks to the people there. He loves to listen to more interesting stories. For him, it is as much a hobby as reading to others or daydreaming about the future.

As he talked to people, he arrives to the restaurant and he decided to go there to find someone else new. When he gets there, he doesn't go in immediately, but goes to the small garden and sits right in front of the daisies and starts thinking. How can Francis be? I hope the Germans didn't catch him! Although he may not have a problem while he is in Paris, he is defended there. When all this is over, I will get married here. I'll be in beautiful white clothes, but not in a skirt, I'm a boy though! Everyone will be here who counts and we will have fun for days without stopping. He gets up from the grass and looks across the sky. He goes back to the restaurant entrance and goes in. Marcello immediately greets him.

'Where are the others?'

'I was just talking to the townspeople to see if they had an interesting story.'

Meanwhile, his eyes gaze across the room.

'I see ... Oh! Beside your usual place, there is a Greek who has recently arrived. Maybe he can tell you something.'

He patts the Italian shoulder gently and goes into the kitchen. Feliciano takes the advice of the worker and looks at this new person. Since he has received help wherever he sits, he will soon find and sit front of him. The Greek first glance at him with nothing to say, and mixes with a straw a little orange juice that is almost Italian pulls the chair closer and then crosses his legs.

'My name is Feliciano Vargas, I came to hear your story.'

'Why?'

He has a low voice and does not speak unnecessarily like a real thinker. This only makes Feli even more curious.

'I promise I won't tell anyone.'

He places his left hand in front of his heart.

'Bad hand.'

In an instant, the Italian changes his hands and sighs greekly with the eyes of the shining amber.

'Okay. My name is Hercules. I had to run away from home because my father would have killed me because I was the protector of the poor, so I crucified him many times. Because there is no war here, I came here.'

'But Turkish is nearby ... you really are Greek, sorry.'

Hercules looks at his glass and drinks out the juice from it without a straw. Feliciano is still sitting with him, but he doesn't understand why the Greek is standing up.

'What else do you want?'

'I realized why do I know you. You are the seller of the new grocery.'

Hercules looks at the restaurant with his lifeless eyes, then looks at Feli.

'And?'

'Well, I've already bought from you. An apple.'

The Greek just nods two.

'Well, I'll see you then. See you Hercules!'

Feliciano jumps out of his chair and walks out while waving to his new friend. I love new people! It's fascinating to get to know them and realize that the world is full of colors, even in times of war. Meanwhile, he is saying hello to everyone.

When he arrives home, he sees an unknown car with a sophisticated exterior and interior, not a cheap piece. When he looks at his license plate, he is breathless, but he quickly smiles and runs into the house. As he opens the door he sees a loved one who he haven't seen a lon time ago. He rolls over his neck and give each other a huge hug. In addition to them, his brother and grandfather sit on the couch. After they finish this lovely thing, Feli also greets his family.

'How much did you hear from him anyway?'

'He told me how you met. I have to say you are very persistent.'

Iulius gives his opinion and he is sympathetic with the French young man. Francis reaches for his sudden bag and takes out a small package that is transparent and has seeds in it.

'I didn't really think of anything else, but I know you love flowers.'

'Veee, this is really generous of you! The best gift.'

He holds the pack to his heart, though he looks at Francis questioningly.

'What flower will it be anyway?'

'That's the surprise.'

He gives Feli a short kiss, who blushes.

However, he is a guest, they were offered dinner for him and Iulius came to the point that might have been of most interest to him so far.

'What about the French ...'

The atmosphere at the table is a bit awkward, but Francis handles it well.

'Unity is beginning to break, as always. The Germans are starting to occupy the country, which is why I fled.'

The old man raises his eyebrows and clasps his hands on the table.

'Then why don't you fight?'

The French demonstrates rather then answers the question. One of his ears has a hearing aid, his right hand is robotic, and his left leg has an ugly wound.

'I've already grabbed a gun and the dogs have caught me. They tortured me, but when they realized they couldn't pull out anything from me, they threw me away like trash. Although I do not think that would have been the normal procedure. That's why when I heard that Feli was being caught, I scared and packed my stuff and came as fast as I could! '

Meanwhile, the young Italian seems to cry, so Francis goes over to him and hugs him, then sits down next to him. Iulius is still curious about something. 'And when did you get them?' He points at the injuries what the French recognizes.

'When the war started. I met your grandson for 3 years after that.'

The grandfather sat back in his chair, then got up and brought in the radio. Meanwhile, Lovi left for the reason that he had to study for the exam. When Iulius returns, he puts down a device that is quite modern. The whole is white, oblong and has a speaker strip on the side. The buttons are on the other side. He switches the radio stations and stops abruptly.

'The latest theme in every country is that the old Allies are uniting ag...'

He turns off and looks at him sternly.

'Sorry, I thou...'

'No problems, we have to know such news. Anyway, I'm about to go.'

Francis takes off his coat from the hanger, what has a beautiful sea-blue color and throws it on his shoulder. Feliciano hugs he frustratedly.

'Will you come back tomorrow?'

His love gives him a forehead kiss and smoothes his hair.

'Yes, I'm staying here in the city.'

Slowly, the Frenchman drives away with his car and the car's light is clearly visible even in the distance. Iulius and Feliciano stand in the doorway, turning to each other at the same time.

'What do you think about him?'

Iulius turns back to the town and looks up.

'It looks like he's seen all the horrors. But I'm happy to have someone you can count on.'

He hugs his grandson and then enters the house from the dark of the evening.

Great Hungarian Kingdom- Czech-Slovak Federation

The King of the Hungarians, Lajos, is preparing for a crucial meeting with the Czechs, who have joined the remnants of the Slovaks. Since then, he has kicked the guardians out and only the well-known blond-haired man, his biggest confidant and comrade, ally for a life time works for him.

While they are on an airplane, Lajos looks out the window, while his friend makes a chart with data on his tablet.

'If you were the king, what would you do?'

The blonde gets nervous, but quickly turns and puts the device down on the seat next to him.

'I don't want to be king, I've never had such dreams, that's why I don't know what would I do. You have to plan this in time, just as you did! '

The king likes the answer and smiles at him.

'I would have a question anyway. Why don't you always wear your crown?'

'It's just a supply, it doesn't depend on who I am.'

Now the blonde has to think about this answer.

When they landed, a slightly too gentle gentleman greeted them.

'Good evening, I'm the representative of the Slovaks ...'

'I don't give a crap, I came to the Czech President.'

Lajos responds grimly and moves on to the Czech Parliament. They are not even there, but a young woman is waiting for them outside.

'Good ev...'

'Yes, you too. Let's be fast and accurate. Why did you want to consult me? '

She's a little embarrassed, but she gets herself together.

'We want to join the Alliance! We think ...'

'I'll think it over.'

Lajos goes back to the plane and follows his buddy, snapping his feet in his high-heeled boots. When they get up and sit, the subordinate asks the king curiously.

'Do you really will think over it?'

'Yes, and I realized that I have no advantage.'

The blonde looks out the window and freaks out that they are flying higher than before. Lajos smiles sarcastically.

'Just watch and learn!' Suddenly, big explosions can be seen, even in the distance.

'It is ..!'

'My friend Feliks, this is a war, somebody has to win and I will.'

Suddenly the plane flies faster and disapears in the dark clouds.

Russian allied countries (Russia, Belarus, Ukraine, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania)

This huge area has 3 presidents, a sibling trio who are Russians and the famous Braginski family's last members who first initiated the admission of war refugees into the country. Now there is a little chaos at the eldest, who is the president of Ukraine and the inspector of the Estonian province ans the chaos is because she has recently occupied Moldova, although the people there are rebellious and have not yet been able to merge. To end this, Katyusa is doing her best and discussing a lot with her adviser, Eduard von Bock, on what they could do for Moldovans.

Meanwhile, in Russia, the second child of the siblings, Ivan Braginski, is organizing a huge celebration to commemorate the 25th anniversary of the formation of the alliance. Yes, they did not unite during the war, originally for economic and political reasons, but now have become much more beneficial.

There is nothing interesting about the 3rd sibling, who is only 19 years old. She's about to make a little visit to his brother, which her henchman doesn't really think that is good idea, though she doesn't care.

Japan

The eastern member of the emerging Axis Powers has changed a lot over the decades. Especially when they re-allied with the Germans. More and more Calvinistic churches were being built, so the ruler realized that the Christianity should be made as their official faith, but they left their old churches as ancient monuments, museums.

In fact, the sudden industrial development is because of they have spread their medical science, their technology and because of that fair war benefits born between countries.

Their air force is the strongest, with which they continuously support the German Empire.

Their political views have been taken from the Germans, so they are nationalists and they have chosen the Führer for years, who has become surprisingly a woman. Although she is beautiful, she has strong hands and when the French attacked she went out and led his troops, and she fought. In the end, she had no injuries and found that boring, though she thanked the German Führer the physical activity.

There are no rivals, for if they were, they would be removed by her own hands.

She wears the katana in her sword sleeve, which her ancestors fought with and passed down from generation to generation. And only because someone changed tha law 50 years ago and there is no need to inherit by the boy but the eldest, and since she has only one brother, it had no other heir, though she had a twin brother, but he died at birth. Doctors said he had given his power to his sister with the death, so they buried the baby in a large, rich ceremony whose grave is in a beautiful garden between two sakura trees. When the flower is falling, the pink carpet usually covers the gravestone.

The boy became a sailor who ...

Monday, March 25, 2097

The best of the German soldiers were selected and sent to Berlin to be split. Two groups of 15 were made, one to the Czechs and the other to the Hungarians, where they only need to gather information about the military, possible internal strife and attack plans. First, both groups are briefed on where they need to go, what equipment they will get and where they can be accommodated. Since this is a secret operation, they must remain civilian and not bear arms. They got knives to protect themselves from the beasts and the enemy.

Gilbert is in a group designed for the Great Hungarian Kingdom. They will have accommodation in a Hungarian-Austrian peace area with a certain Erzsébet Héderváry. When they get to the 2km radius, they get the coordinates of where to go exactly.

The albino soldier sometimes leans a little out of his group and sees what kind of person his brother, who goes to the Czech-Slovak Federation, has been assigned to. One of them catches his eyes. A woman who is muscular and has a tattoo on her two arms and clavicle that reminds Gilbert of some embroidery, but can't remember which one. Her military trousers are stretched to her knees and she wears a 10-row Martens. Her hair is tied and trimmed at the bottom.

'Did Gilbert Beilschmid understand it?'

'Indeed sir!'

This is how someone will be who does not pay attention, but fortunately Gilbert was not scolded. Actually, he's not a soldier, just a doctor. Although both squads had to select a doctor who can deal with any injuries.

'Later, the Japanese will ship you weapons by plane when they arrive at the first security point, which is Group B in Plzen and Group A in Fürstenfeld, where they will meet the Hedervary.'

Somethings are still murmuring the senior soldier, but Gilbert not very committed to that.

The first evening arrived, spent by Hungarian soldiers near Leipzig. They put fire on a field and now telling stories to each other that inspire their peers. One is particularly quiet, but it suddenly speaks to everyone's attention. He has a hood on his head and covers his face well.

'Do you know the legend of kerchief? Theoretically, if a young lady loses her kerchief and you give it back, she'll be your sweetheart.'

They start asking questions suddenly about the conditions and further details.

'The young lady must still be virgin, you must kiss the kerchief and kneel before here when you give it back.'

There is a huge bustle between men, and suddenly they look at the albino staring at the moon with its blood red eyes while lying on the grass. 'What do you think about this?' Gilbert smiles.

'If I had the opportunity, I would try, though I don't believe in such superstitions.'

Then he wakes up to the others and stares at the moon again. There is another rattling between the soldiers. '

'I wish I could find my sweetheart this way.'

'What if I find the kerchief of some ugly woman!'

'What are the chances of this happening at all?'

Gilbert just smiles at the superstitions and begins to snag a long grass. I'm too cool for such a trashy love story. For my awesomeness something must be great, creepy, but touching in the end. Slowly, he closes his eyes to sleep and excludes the outside world.

Tuesday, April 2, 2097

Gilbert's group is on the mission longer than expected, but not by chance, because they got lost. However, not for their own sake, but when they did not see a sign one night and when they were already in Austria, they asked a village man where Vienna was, but he was completely distracted, so they could not go in the right direction. But luckily they encountered another German who could tell the right direction, although the problem was that they had somehow walked all the way to the Swiss border and for that reasone their way is much longer than it was.

Friday, March 29, 2097

Lovino walks home from work and goes straight the crowded street of the city. Somehow, the Italians are starting to feel that they do not have to be involved in the war, so that police and soldiers are no longer on the streets. The young man presses his phone and watches ads about something super-gadgety when someone jumps from behind on his neck. Without thinking, he reaches back and throws this "attacker" forward. But when he sees who this idiot is, he hits the man's head and leaves him there.

'I don't have time for you, stupido.'

This particular "stupid" gets up and runs after Lovino.

'Wait for me!'

The Italian suddenly thinks and stops so that this annoying figure would bump into him and fall to his back to lie on the ground again. With a satisfied smile, Lovi turns around and stretches out his hand.

'Why do you always follow me, Antonio?'

Meanwhile, the Spaniard leans down to his shoulder bag, which is on the ground and begins to dig in.

'Because I couldn't pass this on your birth day ...'

He gives the boy a small necklace. It has a simple silver sphere pendant and dimly engraved tomato shapes.

'What ...'

'When the time comes you'll find out.'

He leaves Lovi who is as read as a tomato. When he goes on, he feels like he's stepped on something. Cos'è? He leans over and sees a strange earring that has a deep red color. Then, as time goes on, he realises that it might be Antonio's. But why haven't I seen it before? And why there is not a hole in his ear? The Spaniard is already far away and Lovino start following him, not hurrying. Suddenly Antonio turns around in a corner but looks like he's planning on something. That's weird ...

'Fratello!'

Lovino jumps in front of Lovino, whom he strangles, and, after a little hesitation, begins to follow the Spaniard again, but now faster. On that particular corner, he gently looks in but immediately retreats.

'What is it?'

'Feli, you have to be very serious now. You can't make a noise!'

The younger nods and follows only his brother's steps. When Lovi sees the chance and sees that the area is free, he slowly turns at the corner. He doesn't see anything strange, but suddenly he hears Antonio as he speaks Spanish. He begins to hurry toward the sound, then finds himself at another corner, where he peeps again carefully. He sees the Spaniard talking to a stranger. He doesn't understand it all, but they're talking about a lost piercing. It isn't earring then, but why is it so important? He listens further and then understands that refugees will come from somewhere and should find shelter and maybe wounds. Private Clinic? No, it's too dirty.

'Hey ...'

Lovino covers Feli's mouth again and luckily no one has heard them. Suddenly a door opening is heard, Lovi looks again and sees Antonio and the stranger entering the abandoned building.

'Okay Feli, now you must be a smart boy! Don't make a big scene, we'll go in and see what they do. '

'Yes.'

They do as the brother plans. Slowly opens the door to prevent it from squeaking. Fortunately, there is a curtain in front of them, so they are not immediately noticed. Under that they look over and see a lot of adults sitting at a round table discussing something. Of course, when they look better, as far as they can, they also notice the Spaniard, who puts a soft drink in the middle of the table.

'Amigos, we don't have to worry. Nobody guesses that we exist at all.'

'And why are you sure?'

A very grumpy-looking man, who doesn't really trust Antonio, asks.

'Brother, he has already said. He is the most-known friend of the Vargas family, they wouldn't think he was in this whole thing. '

Lovino's eyes widen and Feli begins to suspect something bad.

'He's the best spy!'

The exclamation comes from a red-haired figure, and everyone toasts with the other, it is not inportant what they are drinking.

'Come on, I am not the only one who is great, I would be dead witoit you guys, thank you.'

The older Italian can no longer stand this and runs into the meeting area. Everyone gets shocked and the room is silenced.'

What is that all about ?! Dirty traitors ... most of you are not even Italian! How dare you interfere in our politics ?! '

'Fratello, relax ... there must be...'

'Just don't calm me! I will tell that to my grand-father that you have commited the most profound crime!'

He quickly turns and rushes, but Antonio pulls him back and squeezes him to the ground. His eyes are dark and murderous. Whatever struck him, I'm afraid of him. And his presence is so serious, it's almost masculine! Mio Dio, my heart started beating fast. His head is pressed to the ground by the Spaniard with his whole weight, almost crushed.

'If you tell him anything, we will kill you first. If someone puts his foot in here, he'll be one with us.'

Feliciano gets a little shaky and gets closer to talking to the strangers.

'Who are you, anyway?'

The woman answering whinia the sister of the grumpy man. She has golden brown hair and green eyes.

'We are called Estremisti, but only because they do not know our true purpose.'

The red-haired figure in old Fascist uniform and a sunglasses stands up.

'Welcome, young Vargas.'

'Uncle ?! You?!'

He takes off his sunglasses and looks demonically with his pink eyes.

'If I had won the election, we would be by far the strongest country. But we have not given up and created this community where estremists have come from everywhere.'

He looks dramatically out the window.

'We are sending people who are volunteers to the German Empire to fight.'

Lovino has a hard time squeezing out what he has to say ...

'There are so many young people injured! Because of you!'

... but Antonio pushes him down to the floor.

'Well, no ... They're leaving ... of it is their decision and if we didn't have our little team, they would still go out ... It's a pity that you came here because we have too big plans. If you want it to be simple then accept it ...'

Two unknowns come with a little jewelry box in their hands that they open as they approach the sibling pair. Both have the same piercing that Lovino found.

'So? What do you say?'

Luciano folds his palms and looks at the boys.

That is the 3rd chapter. Sorry, it took a long time. Althought, I want to translate faster, but who knows. Yeah, this is my story and I have to translate it!

Ez a 3. fejezet. Bocsi, kicsit hosszabb ideig készíttetem, mint gondoltam. Ennek ellenére is van egy tervem, hogy próbálok gyorsabban fordítani, bár ki tudja. Igen, ez az enyém és fordítanom kell.