Oświęcim

1945-01-27

Russia stopped behind a hill to give his men the opportunity to get ready. Soon they would storm the Auschwitz and liberate all the prisoners who were there. Presumably that Himmler would come up with something weird to stop him but Himmler was not as strong as he had been before. In addition, Russia was a nation and no man could stand alone against a nation. And Germany was apparently sick so he wouldn't be able to help.

Russia suddenly jerked, there was a strange feeling he had in his stomach, a feeling that all nations felt when there was another nation around. And according to the intensity in this sense that Russia had, that other nation was not particularly happy.

Then the feeling suddenly told him that the angry nation was standing right next to him. Russia heard the sound of a rifle that right next to him. He turned around to see who it was that cocked the gun, and the person he saw was not exactly who he had expected.

"You did not think you'd get to have all the fun for yourself or what?" Russia couldn't believe his eyes.

"Belarus?"

"Da!"

"But, Bela ..." Russia thought about it. "Is this wise, I mean ... not that I doubt your skills in war, but ... you got pretty badly injuried when Germany launched the Operation Barbarossa on you! Right?" Russia's gaze landed on a sling that Belarus still had her arm hanging in. Belarus just put her healthy hand against Russia's cheek and gave him an almost hypocritical smile before she answered.

"That's right big brother ... and now I will make him pay for it" Russia said nothing more, he knew better than to debate with Belarus when she was like this, it could only end in two ways. Either Belarus won or the debate would never end.

Warsaw

1945-01-27

Prussia left Auschwitz behind him just in time to hear the mayhem begin. He stopped the car and stepped out to see what happened. When he realized what was happening, he quickly jumped back into the car again. Austria hadn't been in Auschwitz, so he must continue to look for him. He could at least not stay here in his Nazi uniform and wait for Russia to find him. He was just too Awsome to end up in the hands of Russia.

Then Prussia drove all the way to Warsaw, he borrowed a phone. He thought in all cases report to Hungary so that she got the last news. But it wasn't Hungary that answered. It was Germany

"Hello?"

"Is Hungary there?" It took a while before Germany replied, but he did eventually.

"She has locked herself in her room and refuses to talk to anyone"

"So ... in other Words you've got bad news about Austria"

"Not necessarily, but maybe ... Hungary and Italy went through the lists of prisoners of Treblinka, through the years, there have been eight Roderich Edelstein over there ..." Prussia stopped listening. Treblinka, he hadn't even thought of because it was closed down, but now that he had been reminded of it, he almost felt bad. Auschwitz was like a birthday party compared to Treblinka, those who were sent there ended up in the gas chambers as soon as there was room for them.

Later when Prussia went back to his car. A question spun around in his head - Where Roderich Edelstein a common or uncommon name?