Blood Stained Hands

Chapter One

The Fuhrer Bunker:

April 28, 12:00 P.M.

Adolf Hitler, a man who was once a hero to Germany is now it's greatest enemy. He had tore apart the country piece by piece ever since he came into power. Hatred was the only thing that had kept him alive. At this point, he was a walking carcass. His bunker was like his coffin. The Fuhrer had gone to the Bunker for peace from war, yet he was getting the exact opposite of what he dreamed of. The Allied forces had continued to bomb Berlin wiping out all of his troops in groups at a time. Due to these constant mass killings of soldiers, Hitler had ordered to send out the Hitler Youth. They were young boys who still had a whole life ahead of them, but instead their futures were ruined by war. A war that seemed, at this point, useless to continue on. At least for the Germans it seemed dumb to keep fighting. The Fuhrer had rejected the idea of surrendering many times, everyone knew there was no hope. Adolf wouldn't give up. Even if it caused him his life.

Adolf Hitler, now the most hated man in the world dragged himself into his small room he shared with his new wife, Eva Braun. Unlike him, she had fixed herself up a bit and tried to look presentable, even before death. Sitting down next to Eva, he threw his grey military cap to the ground and groaned. "Oh Adolf.. You can't be so down in times like these." Eva turned towards him and rubbed his back softly.

"Eva.." His voice cracked. "You don't understand, do you?" Adolf looked up at her, teary eyed. The old dictator reached towards the ground and quickly grabbed a newspaper. He shoved it towards her. "Read it." He muttered. The young girl gently took the newspaper and read it in disbelief. It read 'Adolf Hitler: The world's greatest enemy! Killed millions!'. Eva was in disbelief, had her husband really done this?

"It's okay.. Adolf look at me." She put a finger under his chin and tilted his head up to her. His blue eyes now pale, it seemed like all color had left them. "No matter what happened, I will still love you." She held him close in her arms, hoping he'd loosen up. Adolf pulled away, obviously still stiff and hurt.

"No Eva. You don't understand do you?!" Adolf stood up, his legs shaking. "I killed..." He held a hand up to his head as it began to pound with pain. "I killed so many people.. Innocent people.. Families.. Children. All of them, gone! Because of me!" Tears began to escape his eyes. The realization of the orders he had put out years ago finally hit him.

"What do you mean? Adolf sit down.. This isn't good for your health." Eva stood up in front of him, taking his free hand in hers.

"I sent innocent people to be killed.. All because of some stupid belief that it would be better for Germany, for the world." He looked down at her. Eva couldn't question him anymore. She knew it was taking a toll on his health and everything else.

"Don't worry about it for now. Please Adi, just rest before.. Before we have to say goodbye." Eva guided him back over to the bed they shared and sat him down. He murmured some words back to her and gracefully followed her lead. Adolf knew what he did wrong. If he could go back in time and change things he would. There was no going back now, though he did realize there was a time in the past where he could have just said no.

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SOOO SORRY for such a short chapter, this was originally written on Archive of Our Own (shoutout to them) , and it looked way longer when I wrote it on there. 

Hope you guys like the story so far, and also, I am NOT a Nazi! Just someone who is interested in this stuff. 

Sorry if this offends you in any way, I always wanted a story from the side of the oppressor and here it is, I guess.