*OKAY, THIS IS NOT HETA BETA RELATED, EVEN THOUGH "AXIS OF EVIL" IS THE NAME OF THE GAME (LOL RHYMED) IN THAT FANFIC! THIS IS "Schindler's List" INSPIRED, CUZ THAT MOVIE ALMOST MADE ME CRY. LIKE SERIOUSLY, IT WAS SO BEAUTIFULLY HORRIFYINGLY ACURATE. THIS IS ALSO INSPIRED FROM "Night" BY Elie Wiesel. WARNING; NAZI!Ludwig AND NAZI!Gilbert (whom I'm calling Ulrich to use more German names) ALSO, HUNGARY = HELENA, POLAND = SCHINDLER (Pretty sure that Schindler was Polish; if not, oh well, I like Poland as Schindler, although I also like Austria as Schindler), PRUSSIA = AMON GOETH,LITHUANIA = ELIE (Night, who is a Holocaust survivor, and I admire his story), ESTONIA = STERN, AND SADLY OF ALL, LATVIA = "the-boy-whose-name-I-don't-know-but-he-appears-okay?", AND ETCETERA IF YOU'VE SEEN THE MOVIE/READ NIGHT*


The Axis of Evil


Part 1 - The Fire Outside

The sky was clear and gray, the harsh breath of summer's dragon in the air. Elizabeta spending another winter day in the ghetto where her and her family lived. It was more like a harsh existence than living, actually. It wasn't bad; they still got to act like the Jews they had been, but Elizabeta had left all of her friends and was not allowed to leave the ghetto. That didn't mean that she didn't leave all the same.

Elizabeta enjoyed being in the woods outside of the ghetto, in Hungary. When she had finished the day's chores and everything, she found a gap in the fence and left. She was never gone for too long, in case the Nazis or Gestapo found her out there or found her missing from the ghetto. It was still nice to be in the peaceful trees.

What she enjoyed to do was spend time with Tolys. Elizabeta was fifteen, Tolys was twelve, but others in the ghetto said that they were boyfriend and girlfriend. Tolys was very smart and was a great person to talk to. Elizabeta occassionally spoke to his two little sisters, Amalia and Annuska. Annuska was five and Amalia was ten. They looked like Tolys, and they often asked Elizabeta, "You don't like Tol, do you? Are you two going to marry?"

On that certain day, when the sky was clear but gray, and the weather was hot and painful like an oven, the Nazis and Gestapo came, giving the Jews all an hour to pack their things and leave. They didn't say where, and Amalia and Annuska, among with most of the population in the ghetto, said that they were going home. Elizabeta didn't believe it, and Tolys asked her why.

"Because," she whispered as they hurried to their homes to pack, "when I was in the woods, I met a Jew."

"So?" he asked. "We're all Jews."

"This one wasn't from our ghetto!" Elizabeta insisted. "He was clothed terribly, he was thin and frail, and he warned me that the moment when we will turn into him will be when the Nazis and the Gestapo come and tell us to pack up!"

Tolys didn't believe her, but he accepted it as a possibility, because he never heard Elizabeta lie. It took four days worth of taking groups of Jews away for the Nazis and Gestapo to finally come upon the group that Elizabeta's family and Tolys's family had been placed in. They shoved them into the back of a truck and sent them away to another ghetto. Once there, Elizabeta's family and Tolys's family stayed in the same house. In there, all that Tolys and Elizabeta could think about was who must've lived in that house before. They spoke about it in whispers, telling each other, "Other Jews, obviously. They must've evacuated this ghetto first and without warning; look at the mess this place is in!"

Outside, they could see other Jews from their ghetto and other ghettos alike marching outside in the heat of summer, carrying their things on their backs ceaselessly. Jews fell, and then others were yelled at and told to drag the bodies away. Tolys and Elizabeta would watch this from the bedroom that they shared with Tolys's sisters. His sisters always slept during the day, because they weren't allowed to leave the house because of how hot it was, but it was hotter in than out. They were not allowed to open the windows or leave at night, and when they went out during the day, they couldn't leave the yards.

Tolys and Elizabeta stared out the window, hot sweat beading their baking faces, running down their necks, backs, chests, legs, everywhere, soaking their clothes. Elizabeta whispered breathlessly to Tolys, so not to wake Amalia and Annuska, "At least we are inside..."

Words were painful and tiring, so mainly, they would sit together in silence during the day. Tolys and Elizabeta would lay on Elizabeta's bed while Ann and Am slept on Tolys's bed (Tolys slept with Ann each night, Amalia with Elizabeta) and sweat and stink next to each other, enjoying each other's company. Even though Ann and Am slept, they were afraid to, afraid of not waking up.

One day, the Nazis and Gestapo came again, making them march in the heat as well. Elizabeta and Tolys had great loads, heavier and harder to carry than Am and Ann, but still, the girls struggled. Elizabeta told them encouraging things like playing with dolls and eating candy again, all if they kept moving. Somehow, they made it to the cattle cars. Because Elizabeta was closer to Tolys and his sisters (trying to comfort them and keep up their morale), when the groups were split up to go into cattle cars, Elizabeta was seperated from her parents and shoved into Tolys's car. She screamed and kicked, trying to get to her parents, but the butt of a gun hit her on the head, jarring her to the point where she was frozen and thoughtless, Annuska (the five-year-old; Amalia was frozen in fear, unable to help) and Tolys dragged her into the car with them. They were all huddled right next to the far window, which was lucky, and once the cattle car was filled to the point where its seems should've burst, the door was closed and they headed off.

All that Elizabeta could think about was not of herself and her safety, but if everyone elses'- -Tolys, his family, her famiy, and people she didn't even know. She concerned for what would happen to everyone else once the car was stopped. She would know what happened to her when it happened, but she wouldn't know their fates.

Thirst came first. Tolys's sisters screamed and howled for water, as did others, while others screamed in harsh, equally-dry voices for them to shut up, that everyone was thirsty. Elizabeta felt her thirst erode away at the inside of her throat, searing like fire. She was by the window, sometimes gasping for air like Tolys's sisters and himself. Although the bigger kids and adults would try to push their way to the window, Elizabeta and Tolys's family were always closer. Rarely breathing from the window, Elizabeta would pick up Annuska to let her breathe from the window. Elizabeta was weak, thirsty, but she picked up the little girl, who pressed her face against the bars to breathe.

Night came, and Annuska was the first to sit down. Elizabeta scooped her up, saying hurriedly in her raspy voice, "We can't sit down. We'll be squashed."

"Squashed?" Annuska and Amalia gasped. Elizabeta nodded, yet didn't gesture to the older man futher back in the car who had been stepped on earlier in the day. She had complained of foot pains and had sat down. She had demanded to stand back up for air, but no one could move to let her back up, and she suffocated down there and was now being trampled on.

Elizabeta leaned against the wall, holding Annuska to her thigh to keep her from sitting down. Tolys as in pain, legs searing on fire, leaning against someone who was leaning against the wall, holding Amalia to his side in a hug. He was sweaty and hot, baking in the cattle car, only a painfully hot puff of wind appearing now and then to assault the back of his neck. The night seemed to last for forever, but finally, Elizabeta and Tolys fell asleep. The next day came, but the cattle car didn't stop. More people had been squashed when they had attempted to sleep, and Elizabeta hated herself for thinking, At least there's more room to stand.

Actually, a difference couldn't be noted. Well, if you stepped wrong, you would step on something soft, but the volume of the car was still over-full.

Tolys's parents had come over to the window and held Annuska and Amalia to themselves closely. Tolys's mother ran her fingers through Annuska's soaking wet hair. Annuska and Amalia started to stare into space with dull eyes, trying to think of happy things. Candy, butter flies, friends.

Elizabeta was thinking of what would happen when they left the cattle car. Find something to drink. Anything.

Halfway through the second day, Tolys's sisters complained of needing to go to the restroom. Elizabeta and their parents told them to hold it, they couldn't be in the car for too much longer. Night came, and the children slept with exhaustion, standing as they slept, standing without assistance. Elizabeta leaned against the wall, holding Tolys's soggy, sweaty hand. Her hand was just as sweaty, so it didn't bother her. Her eyelids drooped, hair sticking to her face and back and shoulders, clothes sticking to her body as well. She was in a daze, Tolys as well. Hunger had started, adding to the list of miseries. Not being able to go to the bathroom, being sweaty, being hot, being tired, being hungry, and being thirsty. Elizabeta also knew that she would feel better with her parents by her, but at least she had Tolys. She hoped that her parents weren't as concerned for her as she was for them- -the concern was painful in the baking mind.

The next day, after people started to mess themselves, including Tolys's sisters and even Elizabeta. Elizabeta had to pee herself. She had sworn to just pee a little and save the rest for when they got off of the car- -she knew that hydration was important- -but she had ended up peeing completely. It was gross, icky, and smelly, but soon, the pee was evaporated away by the heat, and you couldn't even see one of those "hahaha John peed himself" shadows because her pants were all dark because of sweat.

Right before night fell on that next day, they arrived at a camp. A Jew was outside as they were herded out and dragged bodies out of the cars. Elizabeta found her parents and hugged their sweaty, stinky bodies. The Jew outside told them all, "Boys, say you're sixteen! Men, say you're forty! Girls, say you're eighteen, women, say you're thirty, or if you can't pass as thirty, say forty! Do this, or die!"

Elizabeta got in the girl's like with her mother and Tolys's sisters and their mother. Tolys and his father were glad that Elizabeta would be able to take care of them if they got seperated into children/adult sections instead of family/family sections. A Nazi or Gestapo or somebody was checking them on a list. They listed their names then ages.

Elizabeta stepped up, holding Am and Ann's hands. The Nazi looked up. He had brown-blonde hair and light green eyes, like Elizabeta's. Elizabeta was "rare" for a Jew; she had light hair and light eyes, which came from her father's side because his father had been a blonde-and-green-eyed Gentile who converted to Judaism.

Gulping, she said her name and age, "Elizabeta Héderváry; Sixteen years."

It sounded odd on her tongue, like it was saying that she was a boy from outer space. Her throat was dry and tongue almost swollen, so it sounded even odder.

Nodding, the Nazi said, "Right line."

Elizabeta had to let go of the girl's hands, which they whined about. They said their names and ages, and the Nazi said to Amalia, "Right line" and to Annuska, "Left line."

Annuska started crying as the crowd pushed her to the left, Amalia to the right. Elizabeta grabbed onto Amalia and called to Annuska, "It's okay! It's okay, baby!"

Elizabeta's mother had yet to list her name and age, but when she heard and saw Annuska crying, she gave her real age along with her name and was sent to the right all the same. Not allowing the child to be alone, and knowing that Elizabeta would be okay, she snuck to the left. Elizabeta knew with a pang in her heart that her mother would do that.

Seperated by tall barb-wired fences, Elizabeta walked "alongside" her mother for a while, until her line kept going straight and her mother's turned left and disappeared. Amalia and Elizabeta came to a building that headed down into the ground, several Nazis standing outside, who barked, "CLOTHES OFF, GRAB SOAP!"

They all started freaking out. Elizabeta's blood ran cold, and Amalia started crying without tears, and although Elizabeta wished she could cry as well, she comforted the girl, saying, "This is just a shower!"

A shower! As the words started spreading among the sweaty, smelly crowd, "THIS IS A SHOWER!", everyone started undressing. Elizabeta and Amalia, among with most of the women and girls there, were modest and were afraid of the men seeing them naked, but a shower and leaving those stinky, old clothes sounded nice!

Now as naked as jay birds, they all headed down the stairs and down a long corridor, where they grabbed soap bars that were on the walls. Amalia and Elizabeta stayed side by side, and when Amalia was almost whisked away, Elizabeta grabbed her hand and yanked her back to her side. There was a large metal door with a latch. A Kapo was there, opening the door and ordering for them to get in. They all went inside, crowded in a dimly lit room, faucets hanging high above their heads. A couple voices murmured, "Someone who escaped a cattle car, a Beadle, had been told that they send Jews into shower rooms just to be gassed and killed!"

"How did he escape if he was in our situation?" another voice snapped, and more voices agreed.

"You are right!" the first voice confessed, an edge of fear in her voice blowing away. "It was just a scary story; he never escaped, he just pretended to to get attention!"

There was a loud clicking sound, and the lights went out. Screaming and hollering filled the room, and Amalia started to cry, grabbing onto Elizabeta for comfort.


Okay, I hope you liked! More character list! Austria = Juliek, from Night by Elie Wiesel!

Seriously, check out that book! It's only seventy to eighty pages worth of story, but there's an interview and some other-person-written poems at the back!