(A/N) Hey everyone, this is something that is the result of what happens when two plot bunnies love each other very much and decide to make a new plot bunny. I've always been interested in history like this, and out of all the things we hear about World War Two, the resistance against the Nazis in occupied nations gets the least notoriety. I will try to keep the characters as close to canon as possible, but with the difference in time, expect it to be a little AU and the character's are a little OoC. Please review so I may get better and know that someone enjoys this story. I hope to get three to five reviews to continue this. Hope you guys enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Code Lyoko, that goes to Moonscope. Nor do I hope to make a perfect description of combat or the hardships faced by the resistance and soldiers of World War Two. I only hope I can pay them respect.
Jeremie Belpois and his friends stepped off of Kadic for the last time, the 'government' had closed the school, saying it was needed for other purposes. They knew better, even as they walked out, the new owners were moving in. Multiple german trucks were parked outside of the school, the soldiers were carrying in supplies and crates, and a Nazi flag had been draped from the roof of the school. Everywhere you went you could see a sign of the german soldiers presence, watch towers on top of buildings, soldiers, bases, and checkpoints were spread throughout the city. Overhead propaganda towers broadcasted pro-Nazi information to the city day and night.
"I can't believe this. The Germans are doing whatever they please!" Odd, a young Italian whose family had sent him here to escape Mussolini, said as they wandered along. He straightened the purple vest he wore and pulled the dark red shirt from his pants as they walked away from school.
"Well Odd, they did conquer most of Europe, they can kind of do whatever they want. Now shut up before the Gestapo hears and shoot's us in the back." Ulrich said to his best friend.
"Oh come on Ulrich, most of them cant even understand French anyway. Besides, everyone's thinking it, I'm just saying it!" He complained. The turned down a new street, heading to a local café for lunch. All of them went silent as they passed a group of three germans, they kept a wide berth of the soldiers.
"Odd, it doesn't matter if most of them can't understand you. It only takes one of them being able to get us all arrested." Yumi said with a sigh as they got out of earshot of the germans. They found an open table outside of the café and sat down, they ordered their food and continued to talk.
"Besides Odd, what could we do. Four students against all the Germans in Paris, the chances of us succeeding are as likely as the Germans outright pulling out of France. Look, it's 1943, the Germans are being beaten back on every front. We just have to wait until the Allies liberate France." Jeremie said as he leaned back in his chair, watching for anyone who may listen in on the conversation.
"It doesn't have to be just us, I'm talking about joining the resistance here in Paris. They've grown with each day, and most everyone is on their side." Odd leaned forward and lowered his voice as he spoke. The others looked on in disbelief at what Odd had just said. Even thinking that could get you shot by the Nazis, much less actively trying.
"Odd, are you crazy! You'll get us arrested for just thinking like that! I can't believe you're even suggesting it!" Ulirch said, straining to keep his voice down as they argued.
"Are you trying to get us killed Odd, what about our families? If we got caught, what do you think would happen to them?" Jeremie quickly said.
They all went silent as the waiter reappeared and set their food down. The portions were very small, and the quality of their food was poor. The German's had sent most of France's crops and foodstuffs back to Germany, the rest was split between the occupying soldiers and the people of France.
"I have. My family is back in Italy, possibly even in the part liberated by the Americans or British. Yumi, you and Ulrich also have your families back in Germany or America. I know your parents are safe in America from the war Yumi, and you could care less about your father Ulrich." Odd's eyes took on a more serious tone for a moment as he took a drink. He had definitely thought this through.
"Okay, you have a point Odd, but what about Jeremie? His parents live here, where the Germans could get them!" Yumi asked.
Jeremie let out a sigh, amazed they were even discussing this. "My parents are in Normandy, they moved out there when things got rough in the city. We were talking about me leaving now that the school closed, but with passes out of the city becoming harder to get, I'm not so sure I can." He bit into his piece of fish, still amazed that they were discussing something like this. But he couldn't deny that Odd had a point.
"Okay, say we do join, we don't even know where they are!" Ulrich said as they ate.
"I know, I know. It can't be that hard though. They are in the city after all, we know that much." Odd sighed. They dropped the discussion and finished eating in silence, then paid and left.
Jeremie pulled his leather coat up around him, the cold November air had finally made it through his blue sweater. They continued down the street, not knowing what to do. They mingled with the crowd as they walked farther into the city. Then, for Jeremie, everything seemed to happen at once.
A group of two german trucks and a Sturmwagen car in the lead rolled down the street. The convoy got slightly ahead of them and pulled up next to a parked Corino. The car suddenly exploded, taking the first truck and flipping it over while it burned.
The blast launched the group back, sending Jeremie and Ulrich through the window of a store. Jeremie got back up slowly. His ears rang from the power of the blast. Ulrich climbed back up next to him and they stumbled back out to the street. They watched as Germans poured out of the first truck, many burning, to be shot down by a hidden enemy. The soldiers of the second truck had poured out and were firing at the roofs.
The Sturmwagen took off. The machine gunner and passenger firing while the driver ducked down. They didn't get far; Jeremie watched as an object similar to a stick dropped from the roof into the car. The passenger tried to throw it out. The grenade blew up and the out of control car slammed into a parked truck, none of the germans moved.
Jeremie joined Ulrich behind a shot up car. Pure fear and adrenaline pumped through his veins. He could see Odd and Yumi hiding in a nearby alleyway. Three men poured out from a side street across the road. They raised their guns and fired. Two of the germans fell beside the truck. The others were gunned down as they ran away.
The street was silent. Two cars and a delivery truck arrived from the street the men had come from. One of the men gathered the weapons from the dead while the other two put some boxes from the surviving transport into the truck. Two fighters from the roof slid down an access ladder in the alleyway where Odd and Yumi hid.
"Come with us, the Germans have taken to arresting anyone who was near an ambush like this." One of them, an older man said as he walked past. The group followed slowly, the man leaned over and spoke to the driver of one of the cars. After a moment the driver hopped out and the man climbed in, then motioned to the group to join them.
"Well, hurry up! We haven't got all day. An explosion like that will attract every German in the city!" he yelled from the driver's seat. Jeremie nodded dumbly and climbed in the front seat, while the other three climbed into the back. The man leaned out the window and spoke to one of the fighters, "Okay, get what you can in the truck and blow the rest. Leave nothing for them to use. I'll get these three back to the headquarters."
The younger man nodded and turned back to help load the truck. Their car pulled out and took off down the street. They rounded the corner and started going downhill to another part of the city. A few blocks later they heard another explosion and met two german motorcycles and a truck speeding towards the ambush. It was then that the man sighed in relief.
"Heh, by the time the germans get there, the boys will be long gone. Sorry about rushing you four, but the germans have a new policy when it comes to people standing in the street where an ambush just happened." He said, they could see him relax slightly as the truck disappeared over the hill.
"What do they do to anyone they catch." Odd said, fearful of what the answer might be.
The man looked at him through the rearview mirror. "They charge them with treason and shoot them in the back of the head." he said simply. Odd gulped and Jeremie felt a chill go down his spine. Ulrich and Yumi unconsciously locked hands. The man continued to look back every few seconds. Jeremie started to question him but was interrupted.
"Hang on, I need to make sure we aren't followed. We'll talk when we get back to the headquarters, until then, you should rest. You've been through a shocking experience." The man quickly said as they turned down a side street. Jeremie nodded in acceptance and faked napping, in truth, his mind was racing.
(A/N) Ps: The names of cars, tanks, trucks, etc. are a mix of actual vehicles and fictional ones from the game The Saboteur, this is so I can use pictures of these to give better descriptions. Thanks!