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Secrecy and Deception Chapter 21

Warsaw Pact (Wattpad | Ao3)

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Bold is Russian or Polish, depending on the context.

Event: The Creation of the Warsaw Pact

Location: Warsaw, Polish People's Republic

Date: May 14, 1955

Kazimiera was nervous about the idea of the Treaty of Friendship, Cooperation and Mutual Assistance. She knew all the reasons that had been given for it, of course, the integration of West Germany into NATO, the USSR’s failure to join NATO himself, and the fear that the power of the West might be turned against him.

He wasn’t the only one, as Czecksolvakia’s leaders had already made a security pact with Poland and East Germany. But this was different. This was the USSR doing this, the USSR, who already had an armed presence in her country and political control and domination.

She had been trying her best to protect Poland from as much of it as she could, but some days, it seemed like an impossible task, with the USSR’s noose tightening around them.

“Poland thinks that he’ll be pulled into control when the Warsaw Treaty Organization is born,” Lechosław added, having moved closer to Kazimiera from where he had been in their mind’s world talking to Poland.

“Wioletta and Kazimiera can keep him away. They’ve done it before when the USSR tries to control him,” Kazmiera’s best friend, Piotr, said, sounding more confident than Kazmiera felt. She often tried to keep Poland away from control of their body when the USSR was around, as that man always seemed to do his best to destroy any sense of self Poland had. They learned long ago that it was better to pretend they loved their so-called Father and let the resentment grow.

“I’m just worried for him. We all know this is going to be used as another way to control us, and…Poland is worried,” Lechosław said. Kazmiera could practically hear him shaking his head.

“He has every right to be, but now is not the time,” she murmured, an expert in keeping her voice low and quiet as the USSR’s puppets began to enter the room. Beside Kazmiera, with a seat between them, East Germany sat down, dark bags drooping under her eyes. As East Germany and Poland were the only ones who were USSR’s biological kids, he always made them side beside him.

Kazmiera supposed it was because USSR thought they were the ones that were easiest to control, less likely to snap free and hurt him. Even with East Germany’s uprising, Kazmiera knew how the countryhuman herself had quickly been neutralized by marital law.

Alongside them, Albania, Bulgaria, Czechoslovakia, Hungary, and Romania were also in attendance to sign the treaty. USSR was late.

That didn’t surprise Kazmiera.

Despite that, the room was silent. No one was making any small talk, and a tense fear filled the room. East Germany just stared ahead tiredly, looking as if she might fall asleep at any moment. Albania’s arms were crossed, and he looked particularly pissed off. He was probably the most stubborn country here, which is why he was on the opposite side of the table from the USSR.

Beside him was Hungary, who was just staring at the table, not looking up at anyone. Romania was beside him, squeezing her hands as she stared at the door. Bulgaria stared ahead. There was nothing on his face. Czechoslovakia just seemed tired and defeated.

“Most of them were someone before this,” Wioletta said, something sad in her voice.

Most of them were not here of their own free will. But the idea of free will had been a fleeting notion for a while. Maybe most of them wouldn’t have minded being communist if being communist didn’t come with the price of being under the USSR’s control.

Poland hated being a country in general, though, believing himself to be an imposter created by the USSR and not a real countryhuman due to the survival of his only father, in Kazmiera’s opinion. As long as the Polish government in exile lived, Poland would probably never see himself as more than a puppet.

“It doesn’t help that that is what he was born as. I blame the USSR for this. He has gotten better about it, however,” Lechosław added. Kazmiera then startled as a hand was placed on her head, looking up to see that the USSR had entered.

“Good morning, Father,” she said, careful to keep her voice pleasant, “Welcome to Warsaw.”

“Thank you, my son. I am sorry to have kept you all waiting. I have been busy. Now, I suppose you all have things to get back to. The West’s actions have been worrying us all,” USSR said, taking his seat and signing the treaty. The tension in the room shifted, less fear and nervousness and more of a growing sense of… something.

“Probably a country thing,” Piotr muttered, sounding nervous as USSR passed the treaty to Kazmiera. She sighed slowly, doing her best to mimic Poland’s handwriting, nervousness running through her. As soon as she signed the last ‘a,’ she felt Poland brush against her but not take control.

The power in the air grew stronger.

“I told you he would pull me up,” Poland muttered, sounding defeated.

“It’s okay. Kazmiera is still in control, and you are safe,” Lechosław said as Kazmiera passed the treaty to Bulgaria.

“I might be pulled into control when they’re born,” Poland said, something sad in his voice.

“Isn’t this wonderful? We can affair our desire for the establishment of a system of European security that is based on European participation and not on political systems,” USSR said.

“But we all have the same political system?” Albania asked as he sighed, a faux confusion in his voice. USSR scowled, and Albania’s hand spasmed as he quickly lifted it from the paper. “Apologies, Father. I just wanted to ask.”

“He is going to get hurt,” Wioletta commented. Piotr snorted.

“I don’t think he cares.”

“More will join us someday. They are just trapped in the American-controlled NATO system right now,” USSR insisted. Albania wisely kept his mouth shut.

“Kazmiera, I know you are protecting me, but I think now I need to take control. East Germany is about to sign,” Poland said. Kazmiera didn’t want to, but she relented, sliding away and letting her country take control.

Then, she watched as East Germany sighed, and the Warsaw Pact was born.

“So, the USSR is definitely not going to let Poland have any sort of custody over his kid, right?” Piotr asked.

“He’ll give him enough to keep up any facades,” Lechosław said, fiddling with his hands as they watched the meeting end. Poland barely got time to speak to his daughter before the USSR dragged her away to “meet the politicians running her.”

Kazmiera felt sick. But there was very little she could do.

• ───────────────── •

Event: Poznań June

Location: Warsaw, Polish People's Republic

Date: June 29, 1956

Poland was worried. He was worried about the protests in Poznań, about what his Father’s reaction to them would be, and what would happen to him if he did not get them under control. He had wanted to go to Poznań when he first heard about them, to see if he could resolve things quickly, but his government had quickly shut that idea down, banning Poland from leaving the city.

“They don’t want to lose control of you. Whatever is happening there, maybe they think you’ll support it?” Ryszard asked, his voice gentle. Poland didn’t know. He knew Soviet officers were going to Poznań to help with the situation, but all he was left to do was worry and pace.

“Will this end up like with what happened to East Germany?” Kazimiera asked. Piotr sighed.

“I hope not. We have enough going out without having to worry about martial law,” he said. Poland shuttered slightly at those words, remembering the times that he—

“Let’s not worry about that, Poland,” Ryszard said, cutting off Poland’s line of thought. Poland nodded before he began pacing around his room, feeling so much like a caged animal. Suddenly, he heard the sound of his door opening, and Poland turned to it, questions on his tongue.

Questions that quickly died when he saw who was standing there.

“Fa��Father.” He stammered out in nervous Russian, “Are you here because of the protests in Poznań?”

“Of course he would come,” Piotr said, anger in his voice.

“We knew it might happen, with what happened in East Germany and how he was there for that,” Ryszard pointed out.

“Of course I am. I wanted to make sure you were safe, and I was so happy to learn that your government has kept you in Warsaw,” Father said, his voice…his voice full of a strange emotion that made Poland panic and shrink in on himself.

“And I’m sure that’s the only reason. Not that you are afraid of losing control of us or anything!” Kazimiera exclaimed.

“They haven’t told me what has been happening in Poznań. Do you know anything?” Poland asked.

“He’s just going to lie,” Ryszard said. Poland knew that, but his father always based his lies on a glimmer of truth to make them more effective. Poland could probably figure out the truth from his lies.

“These protestors are being led by German provocateurs who are attempting to tarnish your reputation during the Poznań International Fair. But there is no need to worry. My people have everything under control. We will not let you end up like Germany, and we will not let America or anyone else from the West take advantage of you,” Father said.

“I knew he was going to bring up East Germany,” Kazimiera hissed, and Poland shrank in on himself further at her anger. “I’m not mad at you, Poland.”

“What are the things they are claiming to be protesting about? If these ‘provocateurs’ are trying to pretend to be Polish, then they must have a reason,” Poland asked. It was a risky question, but it was the only thing he could think of to learn a little more, a little bit of the truth.

But Poland didn’t get an answer. His father just sighed, and По́льша felt his father’s power crash into him.

“That’s not important. It’s nothing that you need to worry about because it’s not important to know what is happening,” Father said. По́льша nodded dimly. His father was right. He didn’t need to worry about that.

“Poland! Snap out of it!” a distant voice echoed from inside his head, causing a great pounding in his skull. По́льша groaned, and his father frowned.

“What is wrong?”

“My head hurts,” По́льша said simply. Father sighed.

“It will go away once we take care of these people. Do you trust me to do that?” Father asked, По́льша nodded.

“Of course I do,” he said. Father smiled.

“Good.”

• ───────────────── •

Event: Egypt takes control of Suez Canal

Location: Cairo, Arab Republic of Egypt

Date: July 26, 1956

Egypt was taking a day to herself. She knew as soon as President Nasser declared that the British and French company that has controlled the Suez Canal since its construction said countries involved in the company would be doing everything they could to get in contact with her and subsequently yell at her about it.

It’s not like it was her decision.

Even if Egypt did support it.

This was supposed to be a period of decolonization, and yet Egypt was not allowed to control the Suez Canal, the canal that ran through her country? Of course, she was going to nationalize it. This would be huge for her country’s economy.

Britain and France have controlled the Suez Canal since they built it. They were wealthy nations, and they didn’t need the canal. Besides, President Nasser promised to compensate them for the company's loss to ensure that there was no lingering animosity.

Knowing them, Egypt wasn’t sure how much that would help.

Egypt knew that wouldn’t stop them from pretending like they needed the canal to survive, from pretending that this was some great affront to them. She knew they would not be afraid to overthrow her government if they deemed it necessary to keep control.

She hoped they wouldn’t go that far, that things could be resolved peacefully with all three of them speaking for themselves and no one being left out of the solution-making process.

But there was nothing to be done about it now. For now, all Egypt could do was soothe her anxiety and wait for the inevitable storm.

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tangled-encanto · 3 years ago

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Summery:

Kaz can’t stop thinking of Chase

Kaz never really thought about the bionic super humans when the world found out they existed. After working with superheroes for so long, hearing about new ones was cool, but there was a new one every few months or so. Besides, he was doing surgery when Jordan texted him, so he was a little preoccupied.

The bionic people didn’t really catch his attention again until Jordan told him about the bionic academy built by Donald Davenport. He read up on it a little before deciding to sneak Oliver and himself over. That’s when he saw the bionic people for the first time. That was the first time any bionic hero had got his attention. Adam was the first one he met, before meeting Bree, Chase, and Leo.

Later, Chase claimed most of his attention when the Incapacitator him. That was the first time his attention was brought to a particular bionic hero. But he still didn’t think much of it. Just another patient to take care of and another villain to defeat. Chase and the others were forgotten after a few days

It wasn’t until Mighty Med was destroyed that Kaz really noticed the bionic heroes. Apparently Oliver still had contact with Mr. Davenport, and they made plans to create an elite force. Chase and Bree came out onto the balcony and- something about Chase was different. Kaz wasn’t sure what, but he seemed different.

Now Chase was always on his mind. Kaz wasn’t sure if was because the bionic boy had changed, or because he was now living with him. But Bree and Skylar were never really on his mind, other than when he was speaking to or of them. But Chase. Chase often came into his mind unprompted. He and Oliver went to go watch the new Tecton movie, and he would imagine himself as Tecton (like he always did,) but this time, when Tecton’s girlfriend came on screen, she became Chase instead of anyone else.

About a week later the discussion of “relationships” came up. Skylar had only been in 2, and Bree had a been in few, with her brothers each stealing one of her boyfriends at one point, and Oliver hadn’t been in any. Kaz was barely listening to any of them, but he was listening quite intently to Chase’s stories.

Chase first talked about Danielle, the first girl to ever show interest in him. But they didn’t last long. After that, it was disaster after disaster. Sabrina, Jake Chambers, Sebastian. Chase said the name with so much resentment in his voice. Kaz wanted nothing more than to give him a hug and comfort him, telling him that he was okay now, and that Kaz was here for him.

Now it was Kaz’s turn. He told them about Stephanie, Spark, and Experion. While he talked about them, he noticed Chase’s face soften. Especially while talking about Experion. Probably because it was so similar to what had happened with Sebastian.

Kaz couldn’t sleep. He stood out on the penthouse balcony looking out at the city, with one thing on his mind. Chase. His face, his voice, the way he smiles gets all giddy when he’s excited about something. Despite how insufferable the guy can be, he was still...

“Can’t sleep?” A voice rang from behind Kaz. He hadn’t heard the door open. Kaz turned to see who it was. Speak of the devil. “I could ask you the same thing,” Kaz responded to the bionic boy.

“I... I’m sorry about Experion. I know what it’s like to have someone close like that betray you,” Chase said, leaning on the railing next to Kaz. “Yeah, it’s kinda sucks. I’m sorry about Sebastian,” Kaz replied. “Yeah,” is all Chase says. But Kaz noticed Chase’s sort of shifty behaviour.

“Something bugging you?” Chase sighed. “It’s just... you said you dated Spark after Experion hurt you. I haven’t dated anyone since Sebastian. Why didn’t Experion stop you from dating again?” His voice was quiet.

Kaz glanced over at the bionic hero. He looked defeated. Like he was facing the same heartbreak he had when he found out Sebastian had been using him. Kaz moved closer so their arms were touching to try to give some comfort.

“He did hurt me. It really hurt when I found out he was using me, but I realized A, he wasn’t the one, and 2, one day I would find someone better,” he said. Kaz found himself wanting to say, “and I found you,” but he bit his tongue for the time being.

Chase laughed. It was more of a scoff or a chuckle, but he laughed. It was adorable. “So all I need to do is remember that there’s someone way better out there. For me?” He asked. Kaz nodded. “Yeah pretty much.”

After a moment of silence, Kaz slowly felt as Chase grabbed hand and simply held it. They sat like that for a moment before Chase spoke up again. “Well, I think I may have found them.” Kaz, being the teasing jerk he is said, “Who?” He couldn’t hide the giant smile on his face though, especially when Chase responded. “You.”

AN- I love the idea of Kaz with Experion experiencing the same thing Chase did with Sebastian

I have no idea what this was. This was just a random Drabble that took me a few days to write

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