Hey Guys! Chapter 2 is Finally up! This one is darker that chapter one, but I promise the next chapters won't be this sad.
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Gilbert let go of Ludwig. "West, it wasn't your fault. You did everything you could to protect him…."
"But It Wasn't Enough, Gil!" Ludwig shouted and swatted his brother's hand away. He was furious. Every time November 1943 crossed his mind, the albino would try and comfort him by telling him it was not his fault. The blonde man was fed up, "He was still captured by Alvred und Arzhur! I was able to capture Poland and France easily, but when it came down to protecting Feliciano….I failed, Gil! There is no other way of describing it! I Failed!"
Ludwig turned on the spot and started back toward the house, What is he thinking? He was not left behind on the battle field! He does not know how Italy feel… He stopped his thoughts there, and looked back at Gilbert just stand there dumbstruck to what had just happened. Ludwig sighed and looked at the ground. Out of nowhere, the memories of that day came flooding
The tall blonde man barely made out the small Italian boy's moan. Ignoring the fighting in front of him, Ludwig turned just in time to see Feliciano crumple on the ground. He shouted the boy's name and ran to his side…..
Ludwig tried shaking the thought from his mind, but the memories just kept coming. He looked back at this brother still standing in the middle of the road, but unmoving. Ludwig started to say to his brother when….
"BRUDER! BEHIND YOU!" Ludwig turned just as Alfred fired. He was knocked backwards as the bullet tore through his shoulder. The German cursed out loud, as he grabbed the wound. He heard Gilbert call out, and turned to face him…
Ludwig looked away and closed his eyes, but it did nothing to help. Ludwig sighed when his brother started toward him. Ludwig knew Gilbert was going to tell him something about not his fault again, but another memory crossed his mind just before the scarlet eyed albino reached him…..
"Take the boy and run, you dumnkoph!"
The red eyed man lifted the Feliciano into his arms, but instead of running to safety, Gilbert ran toward the Ludwig. Grabbing his brother's good arm, the red eyed man sprinted with the blonde man, who struggled to keep up, toward the last line of defense. A shell landed near the trio, and its shockwave knocked them to the ground…..
Ludwig backed away as his brother got closer.
Feliciano waved at Arthur and Alfred. Hopefully they won't notice….He just continued to wave even though his leg was hurting him again. Feliciano didn't want the surprise to be ruined because he had a limp. Besides, Arthur and Alfred were always nice to him and worrying about him. He just wanted them to be happy. He stopped and made it look like he was waiting for the two to catch up, but in reality, he wanted to rest his leg. Feliciano smiled and waved again…..
He ran trying desperately to avoid the gun shots and the shelling coming from armies of the blue eyed American boy and a blonde British man. Feliciano screamed as shell landed feet from himself knocking him to the ground.
Instead of seeing Arthur and Alfred casually walking down the side walk, all Feliciano knew was the somber faces the two had all those many years ago. As they go closer, the Italian started backing away from them. Alfred was the first to notice Feliciano's behavior, "Hey, Feli? What's wrong?"
Suddenly, a large blonde man with icy blue eyes jumped between Feliciano and the advancing armies of Alfred and Arthur.
"Run, boy!"
For the first time since he met the German man, Feliciano wanted more than anything to obey Ludwig's order. However, a sharp pain in his leg prevented him from running. He looked down and saw his boot covered in blood. Feliciano screamed and tried not faint from the sight of his own blood. He collapsed when he tried again to run, but the pain was excruciating. He cried out
Feliciano continued to back away, "No! please, don't!"
"We are not going to hurt you, Feliciano." Arthur tried explaining to the frighten Italian boy, "Remember? We are going to see a surprise for you."
Feliciano was starting to panic. These two men were trying to convince him that they were his friend! They were trying to make him betray Germany, again! "No! You s-stay away f-from m-me!"
Alfred tried again to comfort the frighten boy, "Feli…It's me, Alfred." He tried again to reach out to Feliciano. The Italian didn't know what to do….
Suddenly, a large blonde man with icy blue eyes jumped between Feliciano and the advancing armies of Alfred and Arthur.
"Run, boy!"
Feliciano ran.