I don't own Hetalia okay? I don't have much to say but hold onto your heartstrings. Anyway, enough of this A/N, on with the fic!
October 1st 1918
(From the diary of Katyusha Braginsky)
Well, we got tragic news today. I was first to receive it. An injured British military colonel and a French Major had stopped by my door today. They had told me that little brother, who had been on the ambulance corps, driving the injured soldiers from that blasted forest of barbed wire and mud called no man's land back to the medical stations, had died when an artillery shell hit his ambulance. They had red crosses on them! Did the Germans aim for it, or were they just firing at random at that point? Apparently according to Colonel Kirkland's report, it wasn't instantly and he still worked to get who he could to help, but apparently he was paralyzed from the waist down initially. He had then gotten to Major Bonnefoy who did as best as he could to get the survivors help but most of them were too far gone. They were able to get Vanya to the hospital, but the damage was too great. He had many shrapnel wounds that become infected, and he died a few weeks later of cardiac arrest brought on by the septicemia, at least from what Major Bonnefoy described from what the doctors told him. A fellow driver had told me he was one of the bravest he had known. That was Ernest who had gotten to us with this news before these "military brass" as Matvey sometimes says resentfully. It was the whole foolishness of this that made me take these military officers and walk them over to Fredka and Natalya's home and tell them exactly what they told me. They would tell Vanya's little sister and best friend just what they told me and see what their foolish war did. They meant as much to him as I did and I would not be the one to do their dirty work and tell them that one of their family members was killed.
Let's just say that I thought the American Revolution was going to start again the way Fredka looked at Colonel Kirkland and Natalya was about to turn her butcher's knife into 'Madame Guillotine' on Major Bonnefoy. Can't say I don't blame them for how they feel. Matvey took the children outback to play while the loudest ruckus was ever heard in that neighborhood. They said they had personally respected Vanya and he will receive serval posthumous medals for the valor he showed during the attack but while all nice notions, they will not bring back the loving brother and uncle he was. He was Natalya's favorite sibling and Fredka's best and dearest friend. We are to meet with them to handle the final arrangements but that will not be pleasant. Although Colonel Kirkland had given me Vanya's diary and his things, I think I will sort them out when Matvey and I can get Fredka and Natalya calmed down and at least less loud and violent.
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