Why laugh comrade? It could easily happen to you, I felt like wrecking that already hideous face he wore so proudly. Unfortunately Creed was very specific about not crushing the heads of his lackeys, so perhaps I should just continue with the job, One day perhaps it will be you who wakes up to find your precious kapitalisticheskij has fallen to lesser men, when that day inevitably comes it will be us who stand at the sidelines and laugh,
Dyou ruskiesre far to melancholic for my taste, the two chuckle and laugh at me again, as if somehow being Russians means I dont understand their language. Again I consider removing that smug look from the fashists face. Perhaps I shouldnt a bought you dat dictionary for Christmas. Keeps coming up with words I aint knowin, They laugh some more for a few minutes, a piercing noise hurting my keen senses.
Just keep your dull cow eyes open bezdel'nik, and dont open your mouth unless its for something useful. Your all so busy counting your dollars
you cant even do a mans work. Not that I qualify skulking around some god-forgotten rusty bucket a mans work. But Creed offered me information in return, the information for something that I have been seeking for twenty years. The power to reform a strong Russia, a strong communist beacon of light in the pseudo-fashists new world. It seems years ago that I was created to counter the kapitalists own pathetic superhumans
Years ago, at the height of the cold war
Far from anywhere vaguely inhabited, in the depths of Siberia.
I screamed in agony, the horror of what they were doing. The pain never seemed to cease and yet I could not slip into unconsciousness. The needles throughout my body throbbed under my skin as they released their unimaginable contents. Every muscle in my body burned as their green fluid blazed through my pumped veins, but that was not the cause of the pain. Before my eyes and without sedation they had opened up my ribcage as if it were merely a gate on hinges. I could clearly see that which is inside of every human, splayed open. The liquid rushing through my bloodstream finally reached my heart making it race faster and faster as the pain grew. But I had been informed what it would be like, what would happen. I had not been forced into this procedure, rather I had welcomed it, volunteered for it!
Everything was going well, the fluid was increasing every muscle, making me stronger, more agile and also more intelligent. It served another vital role, as it created a new organ that would produce more of the liquid on its own, namely it was keeping me alive through the pain that would kill a lesser man. I am no lesser man though, I am Russian and a proud member of the Union.
At last the final most crucial moments arrive as a careful scientist brings in the new source of the great powers I will soon possess: a biological nuclear reactor. It will imbue me with the power to unleash devastating amounts of Soviet energy upon our foolish enemies. As the doctors carefully attach it to my reformed body and close up my chest the power feels almost impossible to sustain. It rushes through my nerves like pure lighting until it reaches out through the nerve endings in my hands and unleashes itself upon the unsuspecting doctors. Pure red energy pours forth from my arms in more and more powerful bursts until I can finally control it. Of course the poor doctors and scientists died in service of their country, they will long be remembered as heroes. Though it is a shame, after all only they knew the secrets of how to create people such as I have now become. But I shall make up for this loss in battle against the enemies of our socialist union.
Back in the present
A cargo ship not far from the coast of Independence Port
The ships captain whimpers slightly as I throw him on the floor before me. Comrade all I require is the location of the medical crates. Give them to me, and you will survive, He stiffens, but holds his nerve.
Hey ruskie, perhaps you should leave this to real bad guys. You and your sort aint ever really been good at this kinda thing, Again the fools laugh. But I recall it was I who kill the guards, I who located the captain and I who defeated those pesky longbow agents.
Hmmm perhaps youre right. You could be instrumental in helping the captains tongue loosen, I smile, the gromila doesnt even know what Im about to do. I grab hold of him with one hand, pouring twenty-two thousand volts through him. All that is left is a tiny carbon doll. His friend screams and drops his gun in terror. I help him leave the ship quickly, throwing him to the cold relentless sea. Soon after the captains tongue loosens, he gives me the ships manifest, sobbing all the while.
Wh
wh
who are
you? the bumbling fool asks. I
pseudo-fashist pig, I am Red Soldier. I am the Soviet Union embodied!
Five minutes later I leave with the five crates of medicine. Creed had best have the information I asked for, where Arachnos keeps his most prized technology. Technology I will use to rebuild that which was destroyed by ignorant fools.
When I arrive he gives me more then I expect, not just the warehouse but information about my nemesis. The nemesis of all communists: Major Europe is in Paragon
and he will suffer before I am done!
Creed never asks about the two lackeys, he recognizes they were dogs and deserved only death. Soon my torture will be over, this entire fachist nation will be over!
Right that's it for now, I'll probably be adding a few sketches of Major Europe battling the Red Soldier... And I might add the battle itself as a story this time from Major Europe's point of view 
thanks to all those people crazy enough to actualy waste their time reading it 
Any and all replies are welcome...
Woaw, that's one muscular dude, Nicely done and good story
Well for Stego, seemingly my one fan... here's a pic of our insidious Red Soldier in action, sadly enough it's probably my best drawing so far... and here's a rough, quick sketch of the stalwart Major Europe vs the Red Soldier
Hope it's all atleast a bit ok, cya folks!
very good improvement on the lightning on red soldier. One word of advise, curve the belt so the body becomes more 3d looking.
Not bad at all, keep em coming.
thanks for the tip, I sort of tried it in the following picture: major versus red up close and personal!
Didn't come out brilliant, but then brilliance isn't my forté anyway for those intrested here's an old pic of Major Europe himself that I did ages ago. I was wondering if anyone knew how I'd go about colouring them in a halfdecent fashion??
Good stuff Jenbot, I thought the drawings were evocative and the writing was very entertaining. Keep up the good work!
wow! that's quite a comment thank you very much!!! as for keeping up the work... I've just started a new sketch will team the insidious Red Soldier with Major Europe's most dangerous archenemy!!! Also I will get around to writting another story All in good time!
Thanks for the amazingly friendly comments, and I hope to upload more envocative drawings soon... Jenbot out!
Here's another one, I'm not best pleased with it so this definatly isn't the final version...
Shock and panic in paragon
Hohoho, here's a little closeup of the major and his "buddy" Red Soldier, I'll try to make this my last Major Europe vs The Red Soldier sketch... hope it's ok!
Nice history and concept, even I prefer soviet heroes. :P
Hi again! thanks for the comments political commisar Don't worry, I've left out any Soviet villians in my next sketch... And I might make one of ol' Red beating up a few real wrongdoers!
Anyway here's my next sketch and I'm quite pleased with it (shows how easily pleased I am ) Death of a hero, death of a friend
and here's a couple of oldies for the people who think Major Europe doesn't get enough justic done (I apologise for the bad drawing ) beating up trollkins because everyone hates trollkins
enjoy!!!! as usual all comments are welcome! ohh and as per usual don't forget to zoom in on the pics, otherwise they look superrubbish
grrrrrr stupid edit function!!! here's the updated version of death of a hero, death of a friend . though i'm still really annoyed with the eyes!!! grrrrrrr damn my incompetence!!!
Your improving fast dude, keep it up.
Really nice, especially the "death of a hero" piece
hoooooooo... Soviet goodness !!!! 
I'm a hero in soul but I can't resist the call of Red Patriot Major Europe, sorry for you^^
Nice drawings... And poor trollkins, not everybody hate them you know ? In fact I love them everytime I say "hello" to dear Atta
heheh ... Ok, by popular demand, the Red stalwart will be back in pencil and pixel form very soon
Here's a picture of my new villain: Red Soldier
and his ingame picture: Red Soldier ingame
Next post will have a little Red Soldier story... not well written, but a story all the same