Last chance [freidrich,+1 more]

[Wolfrick Fehér]

Time: 8:30 am
Date: July 6th, 1944
Season: Summer


Wolfrick waited outside the holding cells. Today was the day he had to execute some prisoners to show he is merciless. He was very nervous to do this, and was a bit shaky over the fact he was going to shoot someone. After a couple minutes of thinking he decided to go in and get the job done. When he walked in he smelled a stench of what seemed to be a mixture of crap, piss and puke. Wolfrick was overwhelmed by this stench. He tried not to puke himself. He kept walking till he saw a Wehrmacht soldier. The soldier greeted him and asked him to pick out a person to shoot. Wolfrick thought it was weird of the soldier to tell him to pick out someone to shoot. This bothered Wolfrick a bit, but he got over it quickly. Wolfrick walked down the hall looking into the cells. He than saw a cell containing of two Dutch males.

Wolfrick pointed to the cell and asked what the men have done. The soldier told him they were part of Dutch resistance. Wolfrick told the soldier he wanted to end these two men. The soldier nodded and unlocked the cell. He grabbed both of the men and brought them outside to a small courtyard. Wolfrick followed behind them. The soldier than stood the two men up so that they were facing Wolfrick. The soldier stepped back and told Wolfrick to fire when ready. Wolfrick took his rifle of his shoulder. He aimed it toward the first Dutch male. The Dutch man screamed no to Wolfrick. Wolfrick pulled the trigger and stopped aiming his rifle. He watched as a thick piece of flesh went flying from the mans chest. The man dropped to the ground with blood pouring from his chest wound.

The soldier told Wolfrick that it was a good shot, and how it was a direct heart shot. Wolfrick's mouth dropped open when he saw all the blood. He than heard the soldier tell him to kill the next guy. Wolfrick aimed his rifle toward the next guy. The soldier than told him he had to use his knife this time. Wolfrick was a bit sickened to know he had to stab this guy instead of shooting him. Shooting someone was bad enough Wolfrick thought. Wolfrick than took out his combat knife and stared toward the Dutch man. The Dutch man started to yell out something, but within a few moments the soldier gaged him.

Wolfrick was starting to sweat from being so nervous. The soldier said a couple things to get Wolfrick motivated. Wolfrick than ran toward the Dutch man. He let out a yell and than stabbed the man in the throat. Wolfrick was now covered in blood and had a couple pieces of flesh on him. He closed his eyes and sighed while the man fell to the ground. The soldier walked to Wolfrick and told him he had done a nice job and asked him if he wanted to kill another couple people. Wolfrick decided to kill another few people. Wolfrick and the soldier returned to the holding cells. Wolfrick peered into the cells again. This time he spotted a polish man. Wolfrick had a devilish grin on his blood covered face. He pointed to the pole and told the soldier this was one to be executed.

The soldier brought the pole to the small courtyard. This time Wolfrick walked toward the pole with his rifle in his hands. He than hit the pole in the chest with the rifle and called him a pig. He than slowly aimed the rifle toward the pole's back. He fired off one shot into the man's back. The man screamed in pain. Wolfrick than re bolted his rifle. This time he aimed it to the man's head. He fired off another shot and watched it tear the flesh. Bone, Blood, Flesh, And brain matter exploded from the head. The pole was now dead right next to the two dead Dutch men. The soldier took Wolfrick back to the holding cells. They started to talk about other prisoners.

[Stabsgefreiter F. Blutstein]

Freidrich was given a note by one of his superiors telling him that he had execution duty today. He felt his heart sink when he read he would have to help a Youth commit murder. That's how he saw executions. Nothing more but murders. He started walking to where he was told to go when he heard the crack of a rifle, then another, then another. His heart sunk lower and lower as he could just imagine what was happening. In between two of the shots he heard a terrified yell that was silenced with the bark of the same type of rifle he was carrying on his back.

He finally made it to his destination. He walked into the door and the stench hit him like a wall. It was putrid. He felt like he had just walked into a farm where everything had died. There he found the man he was to relieve and a young boy. Almost old enough to be his son. The boy was covered and blood and had a slightly crazed look on his face. He walked to the man and told him his name and rank and said he could leave. Freidrich walked over to the boy.

"Well proud little German. I see you have already seen death. What is your name?" Freidrich said trying not to talk to the boy like he was a child. "I guess I will have to instruct you on a few things. Go ahead and pick out another person. I will tell you how to execute him. You must do it to the letter otherwise there will be consequences."

[Wolfrick Fehér]

"I am not that proud to execute people. It is only my duty, and the last guy i killed i enjoyed killing him. reason for that is because he looked exactly like a man i once knew who i hated. My name is Wolfrick Fehér" Wolfrick said. Wolfrick than walked down the line and examined a few more prisoners. He saw a German man that had been in his twenties. "What has this man done?" Wolfrick asked. After getting a response Wolfrick nodded and pointed to him. "Him i want to execute him!" Wolfrick exclaimed. Wolfrick thought for a couple moments.



"Can i tell you something and have it be kept a secret mister?" Wolfrick asked. He waited for a response. Before getting a response he thought some more. He thought of the three men he had just brutal executed. He thought about if they had families. He also thought about what they might have been like as children. Wolfrick looked down to his shoes. He than looked back up and wiped most of the blood from his face. He than took the piece of flesh off his face and let it fall to the ground. He looked to the Stabsgefreiter. "i am ready" Wolfrick said. Wolfrick than looked to his private, just standing by the door. Wolfrick nodded to him and walked off with the Stabsgefreiter.

[Stabsgefreiter F. Blutstein]

"It's nice to meet you Wolfrick. I am Stabsgefreiter Freidrich Blutstein and I will be your instructor for the rest of the say." He said with a kind smile. The boy seemed a bit...different than most. He didn't show the fear of many trainees that Freidrich had trained. He didn't show the respect of addressing Freidrich's rank. This didn't really bother him. The only thing that bothered him was how the boy had already killed out of hate,

"Alright, then this on you shall have." Freidrich said as he opened the cell and pulled the man out by his arm. The man was skinny and weak. He didn't resist at all seeing how weak he was. On his cell Freidrich read, Ignorant Russian. The man was labeled as a Russian and would die as one.

After Freidrich pulled the man out young Wolfrick asked him a question. One that would have to be a secret. "I'm good at keeping secrets young man." He said as he pushed the man towards the courtyard. He escorted the Russian by the arm about fifteen yards then let go. The man went right to his knees and started praying in Russian. Freidrich felt sorry for the man. He looked like he was about thirty. He was like a skeleton in structure which made Freidrich feel even worse for him. But he knew what must be done.

"Alright. Step back eighty yards. We will work on your marksmanship." Freidrich said. He walked over to the man and patted him on the back. "May God rest your soul." He lowly said so only the Russian could hear.

Freidrich walked to where the boy was standing. "Ready. Aim. Fire!"

[Wolfrick Fehér]

"I am thinking of defecting, the nazi regime is a bad thing sir." Wolfrick said softly before taking aim. He than aimed his rifle toward the Russian. "i am sorry, but i must shoot you. You should not be executed, but i must." Wolfrick said toward the Russian. Wolfrick watched as the Russian stood still at attention. "you will die with honor" Wolfrick said. Wolfrick than fired the rifle. He watched as the bullet tore right through the mans chest and out the other side. He watched the Russian fall, mouth open, eyes big. This was an image Wolfrick would remember for the rest of his life. Wolfrick just stared to four dead bodies. Blood and flesh were everywhere. Wolfrick just stared to it and would occasionally look up to the sky. "Sir, permission to get a drink and something to eat sir" Wolfrick said to the stabsgefreiter. Wolfrick did not wait for a response before pulling out a candy bar. He quickly ate the candy bar and walked toward the dead bodies. He took out his issued shovel and started digging a rather large hole. After about an half an hour he had dug a big hole, enough to fit all four men into. Wolfrick put the men into the hole and put the dirt back over the hole. He than noticed about 20 daises over by the door. He walked to it and picked four out and walked to the covered hole. He put the flowers so they would be sticking out. He than looked over to Freidrich. "sir have you ever thought of defecting?" Wolfrick asked. Wolfrick was not very scared to ask the stabsgefreiter the question. Wolfrick had not even known the stabsgefreiter for three hours and he already trusted him. Wolfrick than sat down and took out the journal sepp had given him. He started to open the book when Sepp's picture fell out. He quickly picked it up and put it back in the book. Wolfrick than flipped a couple pages and started to write in it. He looked up every couple minutes or so to see if the stabsgefreiter was still there. Wolfrick smiled to Freidrich hoping he would not report him to a CO. "i received news the other day that my parents are dead. My mom committed suicide and my dad fell off the house while doing work on it. My brother was killed in action also. He was slaughtered by Russians. They found out he was a marksman and they brutally tortured him. After torturing him they cut him with knives and shot him with his own rifle." Wolfrick said. Wolfrick had a tear going down his face while he explained what happened. Wolfrick than looked over to the four mens graves. He could not help to think of what their lives were before the war. He had already thought about the pole, and the two Dutch mens lives. He wondered about the Russian tho. Was he a farmer? did he have any brothers, or parents? Question like those kept going through Wolfrick's head.

[Stabsgefreiter F. Blutstein]

Freidrich heard what the boy said. He agreed in his heart with what the boy said but as an older and more experienced man he had to disagree. Instead of saying outright he said nothing at all. He just watched as the boy killed the Russian.

Freidrich thought the boy was interesting. It was like talking to an adult or at least someone around his own age. This made him feel a bit sad. This is what war does to boys. Makes them into men, then kills them. This thought made him feel a lump in his throat.

Freidrich heard the boy ask if he could have something to eat and drink. Before he could answer the boy was already eating a candy bar. Freidrich looked at the dead bodies. Four he counted. What a sad sight. He thought to himself. He looked up at the sky and wondered why this was all happening. Then he looked back and saw the boy had walked over and started digging a grave for the men. Freidrich went over and helped.

After about ten minutes of digging they had put the bodies in and covered the. Freidrich noticed Wolfrick had gone over and put some daisies upright on the dirt. Four to be exact. At least the boy has a sense of morals. He said to himself in a glum way.

Freidrich heard Wolfrick's question. He didn't answer for a good minute then said, "There's a time when every man doubts what he is doing at one point in time. The best thing to do is remember who you're doing it for." He said to Wolfrick and smiled at him. "Yes. I've thought about it many times but, I can't you see. I'm waiting for the war to be over. Just so I can see that special person again." Freidrich said while his eyes started getting damp as he remembered Fiona. His good friend and secret love.

Freidrich saw the boy take out a journal and a picture fell out. He saw who it was. His friend from a little while back. Sepp Reinard. He looked at the boy. "Excuse me but, how do you know Mr. Reinard?"

Freidrich listened to the next thing the boy had to say. It broke his heart what he heard. About such a young boy's mother, father, and brother's deaths. He saw Wolfrick shed a tear for his loved ones which made Freidrich in return grow sad. He then knelt down so the boy and he could see eye to eye. "Son. If there's anything you ever need. Feel free to ask and I'll do my best to help."

[Wolfrick Fehér]

"Fuck Hitler and the Reich sir, Hitler is feeding us lies, we will surly loose this war. I can guarantee it. Special someone? a lady i take it. Well just think if we stay in with the Reich we will die in this war sir. We got to get out of here as soon as possible!" Wolfrick exclaimed. Wolfrick was really pissed off for some reason that he did not even know why. He closed his journal when he was asked how he knew of Sepp."Sepp moved to the town i am from three days before the war. He is like a brother to me, since Dieter is dead." Wolfrick looked down. He was calm now but he still believed Hitler was a lier and deserved to die. Wolfrick thought briefly about home. He missed it but knew there was no way he could go back. He also thought of how he has no parents so after the war he would be an orphan. He thought of what it would be like to be an orphan. Wolfrick thinks a lot but it helped him greatly.

"I do not want to be an orphan" Wolfrick mumbled. He than heard Freidrich ask him if he needed anything. "a schnapps would be nice" Wolfrick said with a big chuckle. Wolfrick tucked away the journal and stood up. "This war is stupid. Those who were smart would either defect now or revolt against "Der Fuhrer" Wolfrick said. Wolfrick was a very smart child but did not look upon himself as brilliant. Wolfrick walked back into the holding cell and looked to a cell that had an American who was living in Germany before the war. "Why did you come here? what the hell were you thinking? nothing good can happen here." Wolfrick said to the american in broken English. Wolfrick waited for Freidrich. He started thinking about brutally murdering the fuhrer if he could. He thought about tearing him limb by limb and how the bones breaking and skin tearing would sound. Wolfrick was a bit crazed due to the fact of his hatred to his own country now. Wolfrick looked toward Freidrich. "If you would not mind could i stay with you i do not have a father and mother and i am supposed to go home for leave tomorrow." Wolfrick asked politely to Freidrich. Wolfrick started to think of what it would be like to be a Jew during this time period and how hard they must have it. These thoughts bothered Wolfrick greatly.





Well i should get back to executing prisoners unfortunately. Sir would you mind if we stopped executing prisoners and went to a cafe or somewhere calming?" Wolfrick asked. Wolfrick always liked cafe's it just seemed so home like in cafe's. He liked that everyone would go to cafe's to converse and enjoy deserts and coffee. Wolfrick could not remember the last time he had been to a cafe. He wondered what a Russian cafe was like. Wolfrick knew little English but spoke Russian greatly. Wolfrick knew if he were sent to a front it would be the eastern front. Wolfrick was afraid of the Russians due to the stories he had heard of them. He had heard stories of the Russian raping, torturing, and brutally killing people. He had heard a story of how they raided a German medical tent and slaughtered everyone there with knives. Wolfrick was petrified of the Russians.

[Stabsgefreiter F. Blutstein]

Freidrich listened to the boy's angry words. Such hostilities at such a young age. When Freidrich was his age he just focused on, well, being a child. He listened to the boy. He knew he was trying to reason with him to leave the Nazi regime but, Freidrich just couldn't He had more of a chance staying here and surviving day to day than he would running. Freidrich didn't say a word. He just listened to the next thing the young man said. He figured that Deiter was Wolfrick's deceased brother.

Freidrich heard the boy say that he didn't want to be an orphan. Was that really his choice to make? Freidrich sure hoped it was. He then heard the boy crack a joke then laugh. He then got solemn again and started talking. Talking about the war and how it was stupid. They then walked over to the cell's where the prisoners were. He saw an American that was labeled nothing more than just American. He then heard Wolfrick for the first time speak English. It was very broken but, understandable. Freidrich could speak English quite well. Seeing as he was going to be an intrepreter but, decided against it. He then heard nothing. Just silence. This made things a bit awkward but, that was nothing compared to what happened next. Wolfrick asked if he could stay with him. Freidrich stopped and asked, "How do you suppose I would get leave?"

He heard Wolfrick speak again asking if they could stop and go to a cafe. Freidrich liked the idea. So he said, "Let's talk more about this at the cafe then. Shall we?" He said with a smile.

[Wolfrick Fehér]

"well you could ask your CO for leave, say a family member is very ill." Wolfrick said. Wolfrick thought about what he had said earlier. He regretted saying F Hitler and the Reich. It was not really how he felt. he did not mind the fuhrer nor the Reich. He just did not want to be part of the military. Wolfrick knew he was very weird but this did not bother him. Wolfrick was very tired and just wanted to go rest. He started walking toward the cafe. Only problem was he did not know where the cafe was. He looked around for the stabsgefreiter but did not see him. Wolfrick was a bit worried. Wolfrick started to run street by street to find the cafe. He finally found a cafe. He went in and sat, waiting for the stabsgefreiter.





Wolfrick walked to the counter. "One coffee please" Wolfrick said. The man looked to him and nodded. The man than handed Wolfrick a small cup of coffee. Wolfrick thanked him and took a seat. He waited for the stabsgefreiter. Wolfrick did not like being alone it gave him too much time to think. Wolfrick sat in a chair drinking his coffee and staring out a window. He liked to look to the people outside and wonder what their lives are like. Wolfrick than saw a family consisting of a father, mother, and two brothers. It reminded Wolfrick of his family. The people looked about the same age as his family. Wolfrick finished his coffee and waited for Freidrich. He saw a propaganda post on the outside wall of a building across the street. He got up and walked out toward the poster. He read it to himself, it was a Waffen-SS poster. It intrigued young Wolfrick. Wolfrick decided he would stay in the Reich and when the right time came along he would join the SS. After he read the poster he returned to the cafe and sat. He started day dreaming of what he would be like in the SS. He loved what he was seeing in his mind. Him with War medals attached to his uniform. He also saw him being congradulated by the fuhrer himself. He saw himself after the war with a nice little family of his own and a beautifully built house. These thoughts made Wolfrick smile. He than heard the door of the cafe being opened. He looked to see if it was the stabsgefreiter.

[Stabsgefreiter F. Blutstein]

Freidrich heard what the boy said and said a goodbye. He walked to his CO's tent where they had a...quick conversation.

"Sir. I have completed the task of training the boy. Now may I ask you something, sir?"

"Go ahead."

"Sir, may I take leave. My mother has fallen very ill and I must go and comfort her." Freidrich said trying to sound convincing. His CO looked at him with a suspicious look on his face. "You wouldn't happen to be lying to me. Would you Freidrich?"

"No, sir." Freidrich said in reply.

The man believed Freidrich and he was given one week's leave. This made Freidrich very happy and he went on his way to the cafe him and Wolfrick were talking about. He walked for about ten minutes when he saw the cafe. He saw young Wolfrick standing outside looking at a poster for the SS. He could tell by the look on Wolfrick's face that this intrigued him. I hope the war doesn't go long enough to see him with the SS Death Squad's Officer's Cap on. He thought to himself with disgust. He then saw the boy walk into the cafe. Freidrich followed. He went and opened the door. There he saw Wolfrick. "What you didn't buy me one?" He said with a smile.

[Edward"Butcher"McMillan]

Greedy little ones...always wanting the money, that's what it's all about isn't it?

Feher - 8CP

Blustein - 7CP, your posts were smaller than Feher's toward the end, not that you didn't recieve what you earned...he just earned a tad more.

-JT