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hetalia2009-03-12 02:14 pm
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Fic: Kaliningrad
Title: Kaliningrad
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squigglymello
Words: 406 (omg so short. I never write things this small)
Characters: Kaliningrad (my "nation-tan" of sorts), mentions of Germany, Prussia, UK and Russia
Summary: During WWII, Konigsberg, the capital of East Prussia was bombed. Shortly later...it became one with Russia and was renamed Kaliningrad
Warnings: Historical inaccuracy? Narrative style. First person. Kinda angsty?
Other: I'll probably rewrite this and beef it up.
It’s so cold…I can see my breath.
Gilbert…Ludwig…Can I come home? Am I in trouble?
I feel as if I am.
But this is not your doing.
Gilbert, please…I want to come home. It’s so cold here. It’s lonely.
Little brother…Ludwig…I’m scared. I know I’m the big brother and I should be strong like Gilbert…
But it’s darker here than it is at home.
Gilbert, we used to be one together…I need help.
The air is cold…
But everything else is hot…
Arthur…Arthur hurt me…
The bombs rained down on me…
For months.
Ludwig just give the order for me to fight back already!
It hurts so much…It’s so painful…
My hair is no longer blonde…
My eyes are no longer blue…
I’ve become stained with ash and smoke..
These burns, they hurt Gilbert…
I bet it’s wonderful being safe with Ludwig.
Isn’t it?
I’m part of Prussia and Germany too.
Don’t you feel the burns too?
Don’t you feel the fire?
Don’t you feel the pain of everyone?
The rape? The beatings?
Don’t you care, Gilbert…?
Do you care that your other half is burning?
You’re just going to leave me here…
Take all your precious Germans with you…
While I continue to suffer?
Gilbert
I was your capital.
Your brother.
I was the headquarters to the Teutonic Knights.
I lost everything.
Can I please come back to Germany now…?
The heat’s unbearable while it crawls along my flesh.
And the air’s so cold.
It stings.
In these bombings. These fires…
I have lost who I once was.
My only comfort comes from he who has rebuilt me..
My savings grace.
My new home.
Russia has brought me back to life.
In a way I never imagined was possible.
He has welcomed me into a new home.
After you and Ludwig rejected me.
Am I no good now?
I knew you were German, but I never knew you were this cold.
And as much as I loathe you now.
I still want to come home.
It must be nice, being united.
I’ll never know how that feels to be one with Germany.
But I will…
I will know how it feels to be one with Russia.
Ivan trusts me.
He’s given me his navy to command.
His military.
He knows how strong I am.
I am no longer German.
Or Prussian.
I am Russian.
I am no longer Konigsberg.
Or East Prussia.
I am Kaliningrad.
.
Author:
squigglymello Words: 406 (omg so short. I never write things this small)
Characters: Kaliningrad (my "nation-tan" of sorts), mentions of Germany, Prussia, UK and Russia
Summary: During WWII, Konigsberg, the capital of East Prussia was bombed. Shortly later...it became one with Russia and was renamed Kaliningrad
Warnings: Historical inaccuracy? Narrative style. First person. Kinda angsty?
Other: I'll probably rewrite this and beef it up.
It’s so cold…I can see my breath.
Gilbert…Ludwig…Can I come home? Am I in trouble?
I feel as if I am.
But this is not your doing.
Gilbert, please…I want to come home. It’s so cold here. It’s lonely.
Little brother…Ludwig…I’m scared. I know I’m the big brother and I should be strong like Gilbert…
But it’s darker here than it is at home.
Gilbert, we used to be one together…I need help.
The air is cold…
But everything else is hot…
Arthur…Arthur hurt me…
The bombs rained down on me…
For months.
Ludwig just give the order for me to fight back already!
It hurts so much…It’s so painful…
My hair is no longer blonde…
My eyes are no longer blue…
I’ve become stained with ash and smoke..
These burns, they hurt Gilbert…
I bet it’s wonderful being safe with Ludwig.
Isn’t it?
I’m part of Prussia and Germany too.
Don’t you feel the burns too?
Don’t you feel the fire?
Don’t you feel the pain of everyone?
The rape? The beatings?
Don’t you care, Gilbert…?
Do you care that your other half is burning?
You’re just going to leave me here…
Take all your precious Germans with you…
While I continue to suffer?
Gilbert
I was your capital.
Your brother.
I was the headquarters to the Teutonic Knights.
I lost everything.
Can I please come back to Germany now…?
The heat’s unbearable while it crawls along my flesh.
And the air’s so cold.
It stings.
In these bombings. These fires…
I have lost who I once was.
My only comfort comes from he who has rebuilt me..
My savings grace.
My new home.
Russia has brought me back to life.
In a way I never imagined was possible.
He has welcomed me into a new home.
After you and Ludwig rejected me.
Am I no good now?
I knew you were German, but I never knew you were this cold.
And as much as I loathe you now.
I still want to come home.
It must be nice, being united.
I’ll never know how that feels to be one with Germany.
But I will…
I will know how it feels to be one with Russia.
Ivan trusts me.
He’s given me his navy to command.
His military.
He knows how strong I am.
I am no longer German.
Or Prussian.
I am Russian.
I am no longer Konigsberg.
Or East Prussia.
I am Kaliningrad.
.
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But lovely fic btw.