Okay I probably shouldn't start another story since I'm already working on four...but I really wanted to see what people thought of the idea! I won't be able to put up the 2nd chapter until July 9th because I'm going to be on vacation (I'm leaving today!) So hopefully it's a decent idea, and people like it :D
~Jade POV~
Humanity.
What an ironic word. Us humans are supposed to be the most humane of all other being on this Earth. According to the dictionary it is the having or showing of benevolence and compassion, and they say that us humans are the epitome of this very meaning?
Hmph, never in my life have I heard of a bigger lie.
Never in my life have I been so ashamed to be apart of this so called 'advanced sophisticated race.' Not even animals kill their brethren simply for pleasure or out of spite.
Never in my life have I seen so much death, and I have a feeling that I've only had a glimpse of the horrors this world holds.
3 weeks.
3 weeks was all it took for my life to be turned upside down.
I still remember the first truck, and the things I used to call people in it. It took only 3 days for me to realize they weren't just people. The never-ending void of blackness that were their eyes. The sinister gruffness of their voice. And these were supposed to be our fellow man. These things that treated us as if we were nothing more than an unwanted speck dust in this forsaken world of ours.
These things that killed another life without a blink of an eye. I'd seen it myself. My mother... father... 6 year old sister...all dead. And I still don't understand why what makes me so lucky as not to have died with them. At least I thought I was lucky. Little did I know that I was simply condemned to a life filled with pain and heartache.
"Jade, where are they taking us?" My best friend Cat looks up at me from the sweltering hot cattle cow.
"I don't know." I tell her for probably the hundredth time.
"What do you think they're gonna do to us?"
"After what they did to is in the ghetto it could be anything." I reply numbly, trying to ignore the flood of memories of my dead family that swirl through my mind.
"I'm scared." She says softly, and I can hear the fear laced into her words.
"So am I." I mutter, and am thankful she doesn't hear.
I stiffly turn my head to face the passing country side. Since our town's uprising I've started to appreciate the little things in my pathetic life. Like that we're fortunate to be crammed near the back corner of the car where there's a window,instead of the middle where I'm sure the heat was ten times worse.
I watch as the sun goes down for what I think is the 6th time.. But it's only the second time that I actually manage to rest through (some of) the night accompanied by a pungent odor that just didn't quite sit right with me...
"Jade wake up, what are they doing?" I hear a panicked voice echo through my nonexistent dreams.
"Cat, shut up will you?" I groan.
"But they-" but she's drowned out by the sudden grumbling and screaming of the other hundred or so other prisoners.
Soon Cat and I are swept by the rest of the crowd, while various men beat us shouting "Everyone out! Hurry up!"
Cat and I shuffle out of the cattle car, and I hear Cat squeak. I turn in her direction and my stomach clenches as I see the SS men golding machine guns trained on us. You would think after seeing so many guns during the rebellion in my town I'd be used to it, but how can you be comfortable with a contraption that has the ability to kill you with just the flick of a finger. And even worse the creature holding it, who would want nothing more then to shoot the whole lot of us. And who knows, they probably will.
"Men to the left, women to the right!" A voice booms over the grumbling crowd.
I feel Cat's sweaty hand latch on to my mine, and usually I would shoo her away, but both of us had already lost everyone else close to us. We couldn't lose each other too.
"Form ranks of six!" Yet another armed man orders.
Everyone quickly rushes into ranks, but no one knows what the heck is going on. Soon officers march us to a small field, and we are put into 2 lines. At the the beginning of each is a cruel war hardened SS man. Each of them holding a baton sending some women to the left and some to the right.
When it is almost our turn I notice a woman with 2 young girls, who couldn't have been over 7, clinging to their mother's hand.
I watch in horror as the mother cries for her baby girls when they are separated.
"No, please don't take them away from me!" She screams, latching to both the girls hands.
Bam!
"MOMMY" The eldest of the two screams as a volley of bullets is fired at the woman. She falls to the ground with traces of her panic and pain still etched into her face.
"Mommy wake up, wake up!" The girls run to the body, prodding it helplessly.
Bam!
Bam!
They are forever silenced.
Three lives.
Three innocent lives.
Gone.
Will anyone notice that they're gone? Will anyone care?
Probably not.
Before I know it, it's my turn to stand in front depraved monster.
"Age?"
"18."
"Health?"
"Good." Did he really expect me to say bad.
He looks me up and down, and I can see him surpress a smirk "Right."
That's it? 3 words, and that simply choose whether I live or die.
I stand in line with the other women, and it seems to take ages before Cat finally joins me.
"What are they gonna to us now?" She says quietly.
"How am I supposed to know." I whisper.
"Are they gonna kill us?"
"I-I don't know." I reply, my heart picking up slightly.
I repress another gag, as the stench wafts lazily past my nose. It's til later that I see the smoke drift from behind the tree line.
" What is that stink?" Cat says, holding her nose.
"Flesh. Human flesh." An older woman ahead of us says emotionlessly.
"Wh-what!" Cat scream-whispers, earning her a glare from one of the SS men.
" I thought that was j-just a rumor." I curse myself for sounding so scared.
"Well I leave that for you little girls to figure that out for yourself later." She smirks.
"We are not little-" I snap, but I'm interrupted as we're told to begin marching.
For a second I think that we are heading towards the smoke, but we make a sharp turn and instead I see poor excuses for humans in striped outfits.
I look around and see the whole place is surrounded in barbed wire, and I'm guessing electric too. I tilt my head back slightly, and see a wooden sign reading the words: Treblinka.