"It's almost over, they're coming to finish what we started once again. Here is how it ends for us again..." I mumbled to myself as I sighed shakily "Those damned equality loving brutes are back to watch us fail again...Curse them..."
I watched as our sick and cowardly 'leader' sealed himself in a room and as simple as that, he was dead. His body shortly after got burned. I witnessed the propaganda ministry crumble and kill themselves and their families. I did not know how many more deaths and suicides I could endure but to avoid capture, I had to spring into action immediately.
I cut my hair, burned all my military uniforms and any of the many documentations that proved my existence. All that was left was to make it look like I was another innocent person among the rubble of the now destroyed city. I reached for a brick from the remains of a building when a highly recognisable and irritating voice called out loud enough to make me cringe in discomfort "Drop the house brick you suicidal maniac! You are under arrest for countless war crimes on behalf of the Communist Resistance and the USSR! Stand where you are with your hands free of any possible weaponry!" I knew the voice well and identified it...the voice, was that of my older brother's, though before I could call out about being relieved to see him and how he was a pathetic traitor to his homeland...I was knocked unconscious by my own flesh and blood.
STAI LEGGENDO
Now or Never (COMPLETE)
AvventuraA former SS Officer trying to piece his life together after witnessing the horrors of the Second World War and finding many things have changed after being comatose for more than a decade. WARNING/ACHTUNG!! This story may contain certain words that...
