In a Heartbeat
"Echoes of Yesterday"
Disclaimer: I don't own IAHB……..
Visit the site to save In a Heartbeat : http://chris.auginet.com/
Note: You may be confused at the beginning of this fanfic, but keep reading it will be explained. J
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2001
"Hey Hank, where's everyone going?" Jamie Waite said sleepily as he walked into Kingsport High. He had overslept and missed his alarm.
"There's some kind of assembly going go." Jamie groaned and replied: "See, what you miss when you come in late?"
"Yeah." Hank said as he turned to Tyler, Caitie, and Val as they motioned him to come over. "I gotta go. But I'll save you a seat okay?"
"Sure." Jamie grinned as he made is way to his locker.
"Is everyone seated?" Mr. Carlson yelled over the talking students. "The YAR, or Youth Against Racism club has put together this event. They have asked Jackson Nassack to speak to you."
"Hi." Jackson said nervously in to the mike. This was is first public speaking. "Though some of may take this opportunity to sleep, I hope most of you will pay attention. I want you to think about you're backgrounds. Black,White, Jewish, Indian, Chinese, whatever. Now think about hate, discrimination, prejudice…"
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Tyler- Poland,1942
"We should head home, you're mother will be worried." William said to his stepson.
"One minute, I have to finish these charts for Dr. Johansen." Tyler replied.
"The time you spend at that hospital you might as well be a doctor yourself." the man joked.
Tyler smiled, remembering a time when he had hated William. Now the quite, gentle man had begun to grow on him.
"Let's go. Finish the charts tomorrow." William said impatiently.
The streets were busy as Tyler turned the key to the office. William was a lawyer and had the wealthiest position in town. He suddenly felt William nudge him as Tyler slid the key into his pocket. "What's wrong?"
"Look." he said with a tight grinned look. Tyler turned his head to the horizon not believing what he saw. Four big, black automobiles and fifteen army trucks were coming down the road. His heart skipped a beat as the door of the first car opened and a man with big healed boots and a black uniform stepped out.
"They insist that we go with them in those trucks." William said after talking to the officer.
"Why?"
"They say all Jews are being relocated. It's government policy."
Tyler looked at the people already pilled into the truck. He recognized the rabbi, Dr. Johansen, and many other Jews from the community. The one person he wished was here was Val. Despite the fact that she was Christian and he a Jew, they had vowed to be married once the war ended.
'What of our clothes and goods?" called Yitzchak, a boy Tyler recognized from school.
"My wife is at home, she will not know where we are." William said worriedly.
"Everything will be taken care of." the uniformed man said coolly." Believe me you will want nothing."
A few people argued, begging the officer to let them stay in their homes, their way of life, but the men behind him lifted their guns and any who opposed stopped.
"Shema Yisrael, Adonai eloheynu, Adonai echod. (Here, O Israel the Lord Our God, the Lord is One)" they chanted getting into the trucks.
There were so many villagers packed into the truck that there was no room to sit down. The truck headed down the long road caring him away further away from his mother, his home, and Val.
"Jews listen. Do what you are told and no one will be hurt." he felt William's arm tighten around his shoulder. "Now lie down."
"What? On the ground?" someone asked.
"Of course Jew, my men will come along and take you papers and jewelry for, safe keeping."
No one moved and the officer fired a shot at Tyler's and William's feet.
"Lie down, quickly." William whispered shoving him down. He fell to the ground as a pair of large boots passed by his head.
Hours, or what seemed like, later they were allowed to stand. Wedding rings, family heirlooms, money, and other possessions rip from them, things they would most likely never see again. The officer smiled cruelly and said for them to prepare themselves for their resettlement.
The older people were pushed in to the boxcar and then the women and girls. Soon, there were so many people crowded in, that Tyler felt he couldn't breathe. Then the doors were locked.
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That's it for now. I want to add more to this part, and then add, Val-1942, Hank-1965 (around there), and Jamie- 1913, Caitie-1913 (Brooke will have a major part in Val's).
I know it was never mentioned in IAHB that Tyler was Jewish, but I felt that I would just place the characters in situations and time periods that would best show discrimination through them.
I am not Jewish, so please forgive me is the prayer is a little off.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed my first story, 'When Tomorrow Starts Without Me." Please tell me what you think for this one.
"Echoes of Yesterday"
Disclaimer: I don't own IAHB……..
Visit the site to save In a Heartbeat : http://chris.auginet.com/
Note: You may be confused at the beginning of this fanfic, but keep reading it will be explained. J
* * *
2001
"Hey Hank, where's everyone going?" Jamie Waite said sleepily as he walked into Kingsport High. He had overslept and missed his alarm.
"There's some kind of assembly going go." Jamie groaned and replied: "See, what you miss when you come in late?"
"Yeah." Hank said as he turned to Tyler, Caitie, and Val as they motioned him to come over. "I gotta go. But I'll save you a seat okay?"
"Sure." Jamie grinned as he made is way to his locker.
"Is everyone seated?" Mr. Carlson yelled over the talking students. "The YAR, or Youth Against Racism club has put together this event. They have asked Jackson Nassack to speak to you."
"Hi." Jackson said nervously in to the mike. This was is first public speaking. "Though some of may take this opportunity to sleep, I hope most of you will pay attention. I want you to think about you're backgrounds. Black,White, Jewish, Indian, Chinese, whatever. Now think about hate, discrimination, prejudice…"
* * *
Tyler- Poland,1942
"We should head home, you're mother will be worried." William said to his stepson.
"One minute, I have to finish these charts for Dr. Johansen." Tyler replied.
"The time you spend at that hospital you might as well be a doctor yourself." the man joked.
Tyler smiled, remembering a time when he had hated William. Now the quite, gentle man had begun to grow on him.
"Let's go. Finish the charts tomorrow." William said impatiently.
The streets were busy as Tyler turned the key to the office. William was a lawyer and had the wealthiest position in town. He suddenly felt William nudge him as Tyler slid the key into his pocket. "What's wrong?"
"Look." he said with a tight grinned look. Tyler turned his head to the horizon not believing what he saw. Four big, black automobiles and fifteen army trucks were coming down the road. His heart skipped a beat as the door of the first car opened and a man with big healed boots and a black uniform stepped out.
"They insist that we go with them in those trucks." William said after talking to the officer.
"Why?"
"They say all Jews are being relocated. It's government policy."
Tyler looked at the people already pilled into the truck. He recognized the rabbi, Dr. Johansen, and many other Jews from the community. The one person he wished was here was Val. Despite the fact that she was Christian and he a Jew, they had vowed to be married once the war ended.
'What of our clothes and goods?" called Yitzchak, a boy Tyler recognized from school.
"My wife is at home, she will not know where we are." William said worriedly.
"Everything will be taken care of." the uniformed man said coolly." Believe me you will want nothing."
A few people argued, begging the officer to let them stay in their homes, their way of life, but the men behind him lifted their guns and any who opposed stopped.
"Shema Yisrael, Adonai eloheynu, Adonai echod. (Here, O Israel the Lord Our God, the Lord is One)" they chanted getting into the trucks.
There were so many villagers packed into the truck that there was no room to sit down. The truck headed down the long road caring him away further away from his mother, his home, and Val.
"Jews listen. Do what you are told and no one will be hurt." he felt William's arm tighten around his shoulder. "Now lie down."
"What? On the ground?" someone asked.
"Of course Jew, my men will come along and take you papers and jewelry for, safe keeping."
No one moved and the officer fired a shot at Tyler's and William's feet.
"Lie down, quickly." William whispered shoving him down. He fell to the ground as a pair of large boots passed by his head.
Hours, or what seemed like, later they were allowed to stand. Wedding rings, family heirlooms, money, and other possessions rip from them, things they would most likely never see again. The officer smiled cruelly and said for them to prepare themselves for their resettlement.
The older people were pushed in to the boxcar and then the women and girls. Soon, there were so many people crowded in, that Tyler felt he couldn't breathe. Then the doors were locked.
* * *
That's it for now. I want to add more to this part, and then add, Val-1942, Hank-1965 (around there), and Jamie- 1913, Caitie-1913 (Brooke will have a major part in Val's).
I know it was never mentioned in IAHB that Tyler was Jewish, but I felt that I would just place the characters in situations and time periods that would best show discrimination through them.
I am not Jewish, so please forgive me is the prayer is a little off.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed my first story, 'When Tomorrow Starts Without Me." Please tell me what you think for this one.