They were on different sides, but he couldn't help it when he noticed that one American soldier. Maybe it was because he soldier spared him, maybe it was because of those sky blue eyes, or maybe there wasn't a reason. Ludwig didn't care about that all he cared about was seeing the American again, even if it killed him.

This was one of the nights Alfred stayed up thinking about his bad luck. "Why did I spare that man? We're on different sided of the war and what Germany is doing is a horrible abomination. So why did I spare him." He wondered, but he didn't have time to continuing pondering his choices they were attacking they Germans tonight and as they were living his commander said, "This is it, boys. This is war! You might be thinking we're breaking the rules by attacking when they're sleeping, but the rules were meant to be broken, so what are we waiting for?"

Ludwig was wondering what he stands for. He knew what his homeland was doing, he knew what he was fighting for, but he didn't know if he believed in what his country did. He was never one to believe the hype. He heard the sounds of approaching footsteps, what sounded to be at least 50 men. He quickly stood up and alerted his general. This was one of those nights where no one was going to sleep.

Alfred wished that his lips would just fall off. It was the 3rd time he was yelled at for talking and it was getting on his nerves. He was only talking because he was nervous, and he was only nervous because this was his first real battle the other one was a small skirmish where he couldn't even kill a man, but here he was expected to kill a few and he didn't know if he could do it.

The battle began

"So this is it I sold my soul for this" Ludwig thought as he prepared to attack

"I miss my mom and dad for this?" Alfred wondered as he approached the enemy

"Some nights I just wish this would end." both men thought as the saw who they were facing

"I had a dream last that you forgot to spare," Ludwig said as he faced the man who had previously spared his life. Alfred said"Some nights you always win" as a means of explaining.

Suddenly the men heard a gunshot. Ludwig fell to his knees.

He looked into the dying man eyes. Alfred whispered, "Who the fuck wants to die alone?" Ludwig replied "No one. Please tell me your name" "Alfred" those were his final words.

Years after the war Ludwig visited Alfred's grave. Some nights he woke thinking he forgot the man's name, but he never did he couldn't forget the name of the man who had spared him and had been shot right before his eyes. As he stood at Alfred's grave weeping he murmured, "I know what I stand for now.

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