PROJECT UNREALITY PILOT VOL 1

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Summary

In a world where nation-humans live... Will they be able to climb through ranks, or die in wars, used as soldiers? Are they just a weapon... Or something more?

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

The Beginning

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There looked a city from above, neon lights flickered, the city was lively, people were shopping, driving, doing normal things... But not for long... But until then, enjoy the peace.

...

There lived the NATION-HUMANS... they were the strongest thing on earth... They controlled an entire country... Until humans stood against them, thinking nation-humans didn't deserved the throne. Humans took nation-humans' throne, and sit on it themselves...

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In a training session...

Ivan: *a young soldier man, about 20 years old, has a messy blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a grey uniform* I know you can do it, Russia. You just gotta aim aaannnd... *aims the gun towards the dummy target* like that, then shoot!

Russia: Okay okay, fine... *tries to aim, and headshots the dummy* see? my aim ain't THAT bad...

Ivan: *laughs, putting a hand on Russia's shoulder* You need to get better, though. The war wont be easy...

Russia: Of course i know that... But don't you think that maybe, that i DON'T need to know how to handle every single weapon?

Ivan: Well, Soviet said so... SO you'll learn it whenever you like it or not...

Russia: *sighs* what, does he plan to make me fight in wars?

Ivan: I mean, It's for your own good after all...

...Meanwhile, somewhere deep inside the bunker...

Soviet: It's almost done... Our newest project, this will be able to ter cities jsut in seconds.

North Korea: *wipes sweat* It's the greatest thing we've ever created.

???: *eyes started glowing, then it started twitching* Need... More... Blood..! *bites Soviet's hand*

Soviet: GH! *recoils, blood drips from his hand* you will obey me, or i will make sure you can never twitch again, Emma.

Emma: *growls* you will need me... Im the only thing keeping you from being assasinated...

Soviet: *laughs* i don't need an aggressive robot like you. You are just a weapon for war. Something to tear our enemies apart.

Just a weapon for war...

...

Russia: *a few hours later after the training session* Father is gonna give me work again, huh?

Ivan: well it looks like so... The room is certainly dirty.

Russia: Pfft. I'll just go to Poland's house then.

Ivan: Wait, just like that?

Russia: Don't wait me. *leaves the house*

Soviet: Whatever. Let him go. He isn't necessary right now. But Ivan, i need you.

Ivan: Yes, sir?

Soviet: The robot we created, Emma... Make sure it doesn't get out of control. It craves blood, violence. But we can't risk releasing it yet.

Ivan: Da, i will keep it in check.

Emma: I-IT? Im more than just a-

Soviet: A machine? I thought so.

Emma: *turns his hand into a gun*

Ivan: WAIT! Fine! we will call you whatever you want!

Soviet: *huffs, and just leaves*

Emma: im not... im not an it... im more than a machine... youve created me with such capabilities, don't you call me an it now... i am a he.

Ivan: *relieved* okay, okay.

...

Poland: *playing a game*

Russia: *looks at the giant sword on the wall*

Poland: *sighs* that was from my father. He was a legendary soldier in the Polish Commonwealth.

Russia: *huffs* atleast your father cared about you.

Poland: *puts down the controller* im sure Mr. Soviet cares about you too, Russia... maybe he just doesn't know how to express himself.

Russia: yeah yeah, let's just continue this game.

*after a few hours, Russia leaves Poland and hops onto his motorbike, riding through the roads*

Russia: Fuck, will i never get a normal life? *speeds through the road, but it starts to rain* FUCK! *loses control, but manages to stop the motorbike before it crashes* stupid rain... it always have to be me.

Germany: always thinking so negatively, Russia. You never had the weight of the world on your shoulders.

Russia: oh shut up! dont talk youre a philosopher!

Germany: *turns away* you think your training sessions are tough, but my father... ive made his life worse. and i never wanted it.

Russia: wait.. made his life worse?

Germany: it was HIS fault, but... i cant stop blaming myself.

Russia: i dont understand a shit youre saying!

Germany: *turns to Russia* all you think about how miserable your life is. you never look at others lives. youve never been forced to kill.

Russia: *taken aback* your father.. forced you into war..? i knew Reich was evil but...

Germany: n-no. it wasnt... it wasnt like that.

Russia: *approaches* then tell me, Germany. what the hell happened to you?

Germany: i cant tell you much, Russia. im sorry for everything... *rans away*

Russia: ... *turns away* idiot, always acting so edgy and mysterious. *walks behind a closed bar to shield himself from the rain* stupid rain...

*suddenly, a war plane flies above*

Russia: a WAR plane!? that.. that must be just for an airshow, right? i have so much to deal with already...

...

Soviet: *calls Russia* Russia, come home already you brat. if you-

Russia: *slams the phone shut* not yet... *hops into the motorbike and continues driving*

???: He is going, towards the forest. easy prey, huh? the son of the most important man of USSR, going alone. *licks knife*

...

Russia: *sits nearby a lake* finally, peace... *watches the cats fight and giggles*

???: well, look who is here.

Russia: *rolls eyes* you do not scare me, HANS.

Hans: oh, but you should be. you see, dont trust your Nation-human self too much. its fragile, breakable. *takes out a knife*

Russia: i dont need anything to beat you up, yet you need a weapon to fight me...

Hans: its not to fight you, silly. its to BREAK YOU! *tackles Russia*

Russia: GH! *falls to the ground, but recovers, jumping to stand and kicking Hans in the stomach*

Hans: *slices Russia in the hair*

Russia: YOULL PAY FOR THAT! *starts beating Hans with his own fists*

Hans: *throws a smoke bomb at Russia before he rans towards him*

Russia: *coughs* what the...

Hans: *grabs Russia from behind* imagine, all the data we could get from you, and maybe a little torture session, hmm? *slices Russia a little*

Russia: N-nyet.. gh.. *coughs blood*

...

Emma: *lands on the ground with a thud, his giant metal figure casting a shadow towards Hans and Russia*

Hans: WHAT!?

Emma: ENEMY DETECTED *turns his hand into a gun and shoots Hans*

Hans: *disappears before Emma shoots*

Russia: *falls to the ground* i will find you, and make you pay...

Emma: *grasps Russia* what do you think youre doing, going to isolate places without me?

Russia: i am not a child! i-

Emma: yes, and you almost got kidnapped by the naz!s. its not a game, Russia. i do care about you.

Russia: w-what..? why!? im nothing but just a..

Emma: shut up, the whole west wants you dead, and i wont let them.

Russia: *sighs* fine. you metal piece of trash... *smiles*

...*Russia flies in Emma's back, towards the house*

Russia: damn it, my motorbike-

Emma: forget it. Soviet will get you a better one.

Russia: *sighs in despair*

...

Soviet: Russia, i forbid you from going outside.

Russia: WAIT, WHAT?! YOU CANT!

Soviet: *towers over Russia* you will continue training with Ivan, you heard me.

Russia: thats not fair, i know i did something reckless, but... why are you so cruel to me?

Ivan: *sighs* lets go, Russia... *helps Russia walk away*

Soviet: *turns away* just a one time unguarded moment.. and.. *grits teeth* nyet. Emma, you will protect Russia at all costs. if he gets injured...

Emma: *grins* you are not my master.

Soviet: you piece of...

Emma: but for now, i will protect him.

Soviet: hmph. *walks inside a secret bunker*