Rachelle really did hate the way she was. Not because she wanted to, but because she was forced to. She was currently residing at Dachau. She was the only member of her family left. She was always working at Dachau, up until a year ago.

But she, unlike the other residents there, had a secret. She was in love with a camp guard, James, and he was in love with her. They were both very good at keeping the secret. He made sure that she had it easy. At night, he would take her away. All the other guards thought that he was taking her away to rape her. But he wasnt.

The first time they saw eachother was when he was assigned to her bunker. Number 7. To him, she was the shy girl standing in the back. She looked so sweet, so innocent. Nothing like the pictures that he had in his mind of the jews. Little did he know at this point, Rachelle was ready to die. She had been at Dachau too long. He was like a saviour for her. They officially met when he was making sure that all of the prisioners were there, that none had escaped over the night. They were both young. She was 18 and he was barely 20. He would talk to her when no other guards were looking, she wouldnt talk back to him. In fear that it was a trick. Even if she was ready to die.

"Why wont you talk back to me." He finally asked her one day. His blue eyes were like crystals in the sun. His hair was the exact opposite of hers. He had light blonde hair and she had dark brown hair and eyes.

"Its a trick." She replied so softly he didnt believe that she was talking.

"No its not." He replied and she walked away.

That night was the first night he came to get her. He took her to the Crematorium, they sat behind the building and they talked. Well, he mostly did. She would nod and occasionally say something. After a few month of these events, she finally would talk to him. They became very close.

"I dont want to be here." James told her one night. "I dont believe in this war, or these camps or anything. I'm so sorry that you have to deal with this." She closed her eyes.

"Im the only member of my family that is alive. I watched them all die." She said softly. He was unsure of what to do. He wrapped his arms around her. He did his best to calm her down. Once he calmed her down he took her back to her bunker. The next month they became closer and closer. One night, he finally kissed her. It took a lot of courage, they both knew that if someone caught them, they would both be dead. Five months into their relationship she gave herself to him. After that, it took alot for both of them not to smile at eachother durring the day, they both made it through.

Two months later a horrible event happened. James was given a leave. A new guard was in charge of Rachelle's bunker. He made her work. Every day. She was too sick to work. She at the time was pregnant. No one knew. Not even Rachelle. One day she was put on a train. She was scared out of her mind. Little did she know she was being sent to Auschwitz.

Once she got there. She was given a number, it was tatooed on her arm. She stayed there for a month.

James arrived back at Dachau a month later. He looked all over for Rachelle and he couldnt find her.

One day Rachelle was sent to the 'showers' with a bunch of other people. She soon died from the poison gas.

Later on the same day, American troops invaded Dachau. Killing some of the guards. James was one of them.

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A/N: I know that this chapter is sad, but it is needed for the rest of the story. I will have the next chapter up tomorrow, which will have the main characters and the covenant characters that we all love.

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