A Deadly Love Triangle
By BlackHawkDown
Disclaimer: I own nothing don't sue me. I do own Cosette. No not the
Cosette from Les Miserables just read and find out.
AN: This will SWITCH from Hilde and Duo through out the fic rating for
obvious reasons.. Also Amara is a Christian German flying to Poland to help
her enjoy please. I really think I have something here I would Like to
thank A Good Guy please read Guns and Glory a very good fic Tsuki Fa read
Captured and Dragonfire Read Mission to Russia and Mission to Germany those
are all good authors and wonderful fics, one more thing I got a lot of the
from Medal of Honor Frontline, Saving Private Ryan, and Band of Brothers so
I don't own that either.
"Never, never, never believe any war will be smooth and easy, or that anyone who embarks on the strange voyage can measure the tides and hurricanes he will encounter. The statesman who yields to war fever must realize that once the signal is given, he is no longer the master of policy but the slave of unforeseeable and uncontrollable events." --Sir Winston Churchill
Warsaw Poland, 12/25/39: A tall blonde woman came running through the darkness an-d the rain huffing and wheezing. She was drench from head to toe but all she cared about was getting to her friend in time before it was too late.
It was 3:38 A.M. before she got to her friends house. She flung open the door to the tiny house and ran upstairs. She banged on the old but strong White Oak and screamed, "Wake up Hilde now before they find you!"
Hilde Schbeiker 23, woke up in fright as the banging continued. Hilde shouted, "What are you talking about Amara? Who will find me?" No sooner did she say that when Amara(1) Von Bran 26, stormed into the tiny home flung open a suitcase and started grabbing Hilde's things, stuffing them into the suitcase violently and quickly.
"The Nazis are looking for Jews Hilde," Amara said in a very small voice, Hilde looked at Amara in horror the look in her eyes told Amara that she was begging her to say she was only joking.
"We must hurry, the Resistance plane can only hold for an hour and a half." She continued, "I am so sorry Hilde I did not know Hitler would invade Poland I knew I should have given you tickets to France."
Amara said bit her lip. Hilde quickly got up and got dressed and started to gather all of her things.
"It is all right don't blame yourself." Hilde said very calmly. Amara quickly grabbed Hilde's music sheets and said,
"If we had time I would take your piano too but we have little time to spear." Hilde smiled weakly at her and quickly got back to packing. Amara through a package on Hilde's bed. Hilde started at the tall blonde in confusion.
"Take it." Amara said but the tone in her voice told Hilde that it was more of a plea than an order or a demand.
"What is it Amara?" She asked very puzzled "It's our plane tickets, two fake IDs, money, and a slip for a shop in Paris that has an order for a brand new grand piano." She replied. Tears flew from Hilde's face as she hugged Amara with all her might
"Why are you risking your life for me?" Hilde screamed out, Amara stared at her. "Because you are too talented to rot away in a concentration camp Hilde, your music is wonderful and you should not be deprived of your freedom because you a Jew." Amara answered, "You know my sister Dorothy right Hilde?" Amara asked, Hilde looked at her with a sick look on her face
"Sadly I do know her. Amara Why?" Amara looked down at her feet. You'll be staying with her." Hilde eyes grew in horror. She slammed her suitcase down. "I refuse to live with that horrible woman Amara, I rather face Hitler himself than to ever put my trust in her!"
Hilde screamed at the top of her lungs. "Hilde now is not time to be difficult I have arranged it already and you will be staying with her for a few months, or at least until you earn enough money to live on your own." Hilde look like she had been betrayed "And what is she doing in France exactly? Hilde said with hints of accusin in her voice.
"Helping my brother Heero." Amara said in a small low voice. Horror crept upon Hilde face. "So she is a pro Nazi then I knew it!" Hilde yelled At Amara. "She is not a pro Nazi she just went to France with Heero Hilde." Amara told her in a clam voice Hilde sighed
"I used to love Heero when we were young, sometimes I think I still do but every since he decided to help Hitler I thought he hated me." Tears were rolling down Hilde's cheeks Amara picked up her suitcase and opened the door .Hilde looked at Amara but before she could say anything Amara grabbed her hand and ran out the door.
"We have wasted ten precious minutes of our time we must hurry it is a 45 minute drive from here." Hilde ran to Amara's car parked on the side of the curve "Get in the front Hilde quickly now." Amara screamed as she through Hilde's bags in the trunk.
Hilde quickly obeyed she ran into the car and slammed the door, and when in the front seat, 3 minutes rolled by as Hilde waited for Amara to return. She looked through the car mirror and saw Amara loading a German MP40 SMG. All the color drained from her face as she realized the only way Amara could have gotten that was by killing a German solider. Amara quickly got in the car and sped away. Hilde flashed her a sick look.
"Hilde I needed to do that. They would not let me in to destroy your personal documents I had to kill them." Hilde just looked out the window watching the beautiful scenery go buy until she say a tiny light in the distance. The thing that Hilde saw next scared her half to death. A German Volkswagen was spending up behind them
"Oh my God he is going to check papers I hope to God they don't ask for yours," Amara looked out the window of the car seeing the German officer signaling them to pull over. "There's only one, I think I can handle him." Amara whispered Hilde stared at Amara in horror. "Amara don't you think your wanted enough as it is please."
Before Hilde could say or do anything Amara quickly turned to the side of the road and got out of the car. The Germans Volkswagen squealed to a halt. He slowly got out of the car and looked at Amara. "I need to see your papers please now." He said. The German peered into the car and saw Hilde. He gave her a smile and Hilde quickly returned it.
"Of course Herr Staffenburg just come write over hear and I'll give them to you" Amara said. Hilde peered out the car window slowly. She heard Amara call him Herr Staffenburg, she wondered if Amara new him. She heard Amara speaking to him in German when she saw Amara slowly pull a light silver blade knife from her backside.
The German Officer turned looked at Amara car for a split second. "So who is that beautiful young woman you have in the car?" He asked her. That was more than enough time for Amara to raise her knife and quickly stab him in the back. He screamed in pain as he clawed at Amara trying to make her stop. Hilde saw blood on the ground she knew he was hurt badly. Amara pulled the German officer down to the ground Hilde saw her raise the knife high in the air when all of a sudden Amara stopped. She through down the knife and pick the German up and threw him against the car.
"All right Staffenburg," she said as she handcuffed him to his car. "Now you have two choices," she said as she threw him her knife and went under his car pulling out his oil pan and putting down her lighter a good ten feet.
"You could saw off your hand with that knife and it could only take you about five minutes. Or you could saw through the chain, which could take you twenty-five minutes now that oil could probably reach you at seven minutes. I suggest you chose wisely Herr Staffenburg your life is in the balance."
She said, the German looked up in her in fear. "You're not going to kill me." He said in a pitiful voice. Amara rolled her eyes. "No I am not going to kill you," She said as she took out his German Walter P38 and wiping him across his head. Blood oozed from his huge flesh wound, and he howled in pain.
"But I will pistil whip you and take your weapon." She said smiling evilly at the German. Amara got up and quickly ran to her car. Put in drive and sped away tires squealing as traveled out of site from the German.
(1)I had to change Amara's last name.
"Never, never, never believe any war will be smooth and easy, or that anyone who embarks on the strange voyage can measure the tides and hurricanes he will encounter. The statesman who yields to war fever must realize that once the signal is given, he is no longer the master of policy but the slave of unforeseeable and uncontrollable events." --Sir Winston Churchill
Warsaw Poland, 12/25/39: A tall blonde woman came running through the darkness an-d the rain huffing and wheezing. She was drench from head to toe but all she cared about was getting to her friend in time before it was too late.
It was 3:38 A.M. before she got to her friends house. She flung open the door to the tiny house and ran upstairs. She banged on the old but strong White Oak and screamed, "Wake up Hilde now before they find you!"
Hilde Schbeiker 23, woke up in fright as the banging continued. Hilde shouted, "What are you talking about Amara? Who will find me?" No sooner did she say that when Amara(1) Von Bran 26, stormed into the tiny home flung open a suitcase and started grabbing Hilde's things, stuffing them into the suitcase violently and quickly.
"The Nazis are looking for Jews Hilde," Amara said in a very small voice, Hilde looked at Amara in horror the look in her eyes told Amara that she was begging her to say she was only joking.
"We must hurry, the Resistance plane can only hold for an hour and a half." She continued, "I am so sorry Hilde I did not know Hitler would invade Poland I knew I should have given you tickets to France."
Amara said bit her lip. Hilde quickly got up and got dressed and started to gather all of her things.
"It is all right don't blame yourself." Hilde said very calmly. Amara quickly grabbed Hilde's music sheets and said,
"If we had time I would take your piano too but we have little time to spear." Hilde smiled weakly at her and quickly got back to packing. Amara through a package on Hilde's bed. Hilde started at the tall blonde in confusion.
"Take it." Amara said but the tone in her voice told Hilde that it was more of a plea than an order or a demand.
"What is it Amara?" She asked very puzzled "It's our plane tickets, two fake IDs, money, and a slip for a shop in Paris that has an order for a brand new grand piano." She replied. Tears flew from Hilde's face as she hugged Amara with all her might
"Why are you risking your life for me?" Hilde screamed out, Amara stared at her. "Because you are too talented to rot away in a concentration camp Hilde, your music is wonderful and you should not be deprived of your freedom because you a Jew." Amara answered, "You know my sister Dorothy right Hilde?" Amara asked, Hilde looked at her with a sick look on her face
"Sadly I do know her. Amara Why?" Amara looked down at her feet. You'll be staying with her." Hilde eyes grew in horror. She slammed her suitcase down. "I refuse to live with that horrible woman Amara, I rather face Hitler himself than to ever put my trust in her!"
Hilde screamed at the top of her lungs. "Hilde now is not time to be difficult I have arranged it already and you will be staying with her for a few months, or at least until you earn enough money to live on your own." Hilde look like she had been betrayed "And what is she doing in France exactly? Hilde said with hints of accusin in her voice.
"Helping my brother Heero." Amara said in a small low voice. Horror crept upon Hilde face. "So she is a pro Nazi then I knew it!" Hilde yelled At Amara. "She is not a pro Nazi she just went to France with Heero Hilde." Amara told her in a clam voice Hilde sighed
"I used to love Heero when we were young, sometimes I think I still do but every since he decided to help Hitler I thought he hated me." Tears were rolling down Hilde's cheeks Amara picked up her suitcase and opened the door .Hilde looked at Amara but before she could say anything Amara grabbed her hand and ran out the door.
"We have wasted ten precious minutes of our time we must hurry it is a 45 minute drive from here." Hilde ran to Amara's car parked on the side of the curve "Get in the front Hilde quickly now." Amara screamed as she through Hilde's bags in the trunk.
Hilde quickly obeyed she ran into the car and slammed the door, and when in the front seat, 3 minutes rolled by as Hilde waited for Amara to return. She looked through the car mirror and saw Amara loading a German MP40 SMG. All the color drained from her face as she realized the only way Amara could have gotten that was by killing a German solider. Amara quickly got in the car and sped away. Hilde flashed her a sick look.
"Hilde I needed to do that. They would not let me in to destroy your personal documents I had to kill them." Hilde just looked out the window watching the beautiful scenery go buy until she say a tiny light in the distance. The thing that Hilde saw next scared her half to death. A German Volkswagen was spending up behind them
"Oh my God he is going to check papers I hope to God they don't ask for yours," Amara looked out the window of the car seeing the German officer signaling them to pull over. "There's only one, I think I can handle him." Amara whispered Hilde stared at Amara in horror. "Amara don't you think your wanted enough as it is please."
Before Hilde could say or do anything Amara quickly turned to the side of the road and got out of the car. The Germans Volkswagen squealed to a halt. He slowly got out of the car and looked at Amara. "I need to see your papers please now." He said. The German peered into the car and saw Hilde. He gave her a smile and Hilde quickly returned it.
"Of course Herr Staffenburg just come write over hear and I'll give them to you" Amara said. Hilde peered out the car window slowly. She heard Amara call him Herr Staffenburg, she wondered if Amara new him. She heard Amara speaking to him in German when she saw Amara slowly pull a light silver blade knife from her backside.
The German Officer turned looked at Amara car for a split second. "So who is that beautiful young woman you have in the car?" He asked her. That was more than enough time for Amara to raise her knife and quickly stab him in the back. He screamed in pain as he clawed at Amara trying to make her stop. Hilde saw blood on the ground she knew he was hurt badly. Amara pulled the German officer down to the ground Hilde saw her raise the knife high in the air when all of a sudden Amara stopped. She through down the knife and pick the German up and threw him against the car.
"All right Staffenburg," she said as she handcuffed him to his car. "Now you have two choices," she said as she threw him her knife and went under his car pulling out his oil pan and putting down her lighter a good ten feet.
"You could saw off your hand with that knife and it could only take you about five minutes. Or you could saw through the chain, which could take you twenty-five minutes now that oil could probably reach you at seven minutes. I suggest you chose wisely Herr Staffenburg your life is in the balance."
She said, the German looked up in her in fear. "You're not going to kill me." He said in a pitiful voice. Amara rolled her eyes. "No I am not going to kill you," She said as she took out his German Walter P38 and wiping him across his head. Blood oozed from his huge flesh wound, and he howled in pain.
"But I will pistil whip you and take your weapon." She said smiling evilly at the German. Amara got up and quickly ran to her car. Put in drive and sped away tires squealing as traveled out of site from the German.
(1)I had to change Amara's last name.