𝓜𝓨 𝓦𝓮𝓲𝓻𝓭𝓸~

=CHAPTER 2=

2nd chapter!! (I promise that there will be more action from now on)

Btw to the german speakers- you are welcome to drop the translation in the comments to help the other readers. Or you can request the translation in the comments.

Y/N = Your Name

E/C = Eye Colour/Color

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"Und was zum Teufel ist das?"

"Rudolf, was hast du gefunden?"

"Ich weiß es nicht genau. Es sieht aus wie ein Mensch, aber..."

"Aber was? Sprich."

"Sieh dir das an, Hermann..."

"Glauben Sie, dass es ein Feind ist...?"

"Ich bin mir nicht sicher."

"Sollen wir die höheren Stellen kontaktieren?"

"Ja, tun Sie es."

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She got waken up by a kick in the ribs.

"Ouch!" "What the hell..?" She put her hand on the place where she got hit. Someone grabbed her arm so she couldn't move. How many people were there? She predicted at least 3. The next thing she felt was a something small, cold and metallic against her head. A gun. She knew better than to move now. She put her hands in the air. In school they told her that when a shooter has you at his mercy, you should do everything he tells you without looking at the attacker's eyes. And she was about to do that to ensure her safety...

"Stehen Sie auf. Wer sind Sie?" The man in front of her said. Her response to that 'threat' was:

"Huh? What?" She blinked her eyes in confusion.

The man in front of her repeated again.

She tried to not offend anybody in any kind of form saying "Sorry, I don't understand..."

The man behind her said something "Ich glaube sie versteht kein Deutsch."

The other responded to that "Mmm, ja."

The man in front of her got closer to her. She was getting more scared. Then he took her by the arm and made her stand up with not an ounce of care. She grabbed her hurtfully by the chin and made her look into his eyes. "SIEH MIR IN DIE AUGEN, WENN ICH SPRECHE!" She was trembling of fear. But now she could see the man's features closely. He had blond hair, blue eyes, no beard, a military outfit and he looked quite young. Though the most noticeable feature was on his cheek and also on his arm. There was a flag with a sign that is deeply frowned upon now in day. The Swast!ka. Why does he have this sign?

She could see that there were not just three men, but actually more than fifteen! Other men had her at gun point for if she tries anything. All of them with the same hated flag in the same places.

Suddenly, the man behind her, who held the gun against her head said "Sprichst du Deutsch?" She didn't react. "Nein... Polnisch?" No reaction. "Nein... Gut. Französisch?" She didn't react again and she raised her eyebrow in question. "Nein... Englisch?"

 She raised her head and said "Yes, yes, English!!!" 

The man sighed in contentment. "Du sprichst also Englisch, ja? Hermann! Englisch."

"Ich spreche kein Englisch. SPRICHT HIER JEMAND ENGLISCH?!" The man now known as Hermann screamed.

"Warte, ich kenne ein paar englische Wörter..."