All of Europe rejoiced at the news of Prussia's death, especially the countries that were under his oppressive rule.  One such country, or rather kingdom, was the kingdom of Mandoria, as well as Mandara and Derogan themselves.  When the brothers receive a letter from Deutsche asking them to meet him in Mandoria, they wasted no time quitting their jobs, packing a few small belongings, saying farewell to Graecia - now officially Greece - and flew as fast as they could back home.

They were not prepared for what waited for them.  The two landed within a residential area of the main kingdom, they couldn't believe their eyes as they gazed at the charred remains of the buildings.  They were even more horrified when they saw bodies lying all over the place, it seems that Prussia made sure to decimate the kingdom before he was driven out.  As the two walked through the destroyed kingdom they noticed that there were still a few people alive, though most of them didn't look much better than the corpses that littered the ground.

Mandara and Derogan couldn't even look at them, they felt nothing but shame and sadness that they abandoned their people to fend for themselves.  They eventually made their way to their castle where they were meeting Deutsche, and its condition reflected the rest of the kingdom, charred, crumbling, and abandoned.  The brothers found the German standing in the ruined throne room, though he wasn't alone as A-H was standing next to him, making the Mandorians tense slightly.

"Guten Tag, Mandorian Brothers," Deutsche greeted, though his voice sounded colder than normal, "I appreciate you two coming here."

"Of course we came, this is -was- our home," Derogan said as he took in the destruction, "so what did you want to talk about?"

"Well, I'm glad you asked, as the leader of the new German Empire, the Kingdom of Mandoria falls under my control since I defeated my Vater.  Now, I made a promise to you both that I would help get your kingdom back, I fully intend on keeping my word, but there are a few conditions that we need to discuss first."

"What do you mean 'conditions' Deutsche, we never talked about this before," Mandara asked.

The German glared hard at Mandara, making him step behind Derogan for protection, "that is not my name any longer Mandara," he said in a threatening voice, "from now on you will refer to me as German Empire, though I will accept GE as well."

Mandara whimpered softly from behind his brother, who took a defensive stance against the German, "Hey, no need to get hostile Deut- German Empire," he growled, "we didn't know you changed your name."

GE growled back, but A-H put a hand on his shoulder to stop things from getting out of hand.  The German took a deep breath to calm himself, then straightened back up, "no matter, we are getting off-topic, are you ready to accept the conditions in exchange for the control of your kingdom?"

"That deepened on what they are," Derogan said curtly

"Of course, then I shall elaborate.  In exchange for control of the kingdom, I ask that you pledge complete alliance to the German Empire.  This means that you will follow my laws and defend me from enemy empires."

The brothers looked absolutely mortified by GE's proposal, they were in no condition to protect themselves let alone someone else, this was not the German they remember.

"But Deutsche, look at this place, we couldn't defend you even if we tried."  Mandara protested.

"I understand that," GE said, hiding his anger at being called his old name, "that is why I am willing to help you get back on your feet, so one way or another, you need me."

The brothers didn't like that cold tone towards the end of GE's sentence, it truly was like Prussia all over again, so they could only imagine what the consequences would be if they accepted, but it looked like they had no choice.

Mandara slowly, yet fearfully, stepped out from behind Derogan to face GE, "S-sir German Empire, w-we accept the conditions."

"What?" Derogan said in surprise, "Mandara, you can't be serious, this could spell disaster for our kingdom-"

"Do we have a choice Derogan?" Mandara interrupted, "there is no possible way to fix things on our own, if we want the few people we have left to survive, then we have to do this."

Mandara then turned back to GE and kneeled before him, "Sir German Empire, from this moment forward, I hereby pledge alliance to you and promise to follow your leadership and protect you from harm."

Derogan looked alarmed at his brother's words, but after a while, he sighed and knelt too, "I also pledge alliance to your empire, whatever your orders I will follow them with questionless obedience and loyalty."

A fiendish smile graced GE's lips as he gazed at the royal Mandorian brothers kneeling before him, it truly felt wonderful to dominate lesser countries, now he understood why his father enjoyed it so much.

"Prince Mandara and Prince Derogan, as ruler of the German Empire, I hereby relinquish jurisdiction of the Kingdom of Mandoria to you in exchange for your loyalty, you may now rise."

The Mandorian's did as told and stood up, though they hung their heads as a symbol of submission, and both were beginning to wonder if their former friend was going to be better or worse than Prussia.