Neko/Jewish Camps

Chapter 1

The sound of large heafty wheels, wheeled down a track with a chug as steam blew out the top. A young british neko's ears twitched upon hearing the sound and stood up fully straight, his plow halfway through the soil.

The boy was around the age of sixteen, yet his facial features let him down for his age, with him looking about twelve. His height helped no less. He was british and he worked on his little farm in which his deceased parents left for him. He sighed at the memory and turned away from the passing train to continue plowing the field.

His fingernails dirtied in mud, his tail scraping in the soil below, sweat dripping down his cheek as the sun stay high an proud, just like Hitler.

Hitler.. The man who hated neko's, gays and jews alike, (yet lucky enough that he was not yet spotted). The most hated, yet respected man in germany. The boy spat at the soil in discust knowing exactly what was in the passing by trains. Who wouldn't? The boys sensitive hearing made him hear small and distance sounds. The sound of crying and loud shouts from the trains cargo was heard. He sighed.

"Ciel..?"

The boy turned round to be greeted by his annoying cusain Alois, they gayest person he's ever met. "Yes..?" He answered, carrying on with his plowing in the heat.

"When's dinner?"

The boy identified as Ciel groan. "Go make it yourself"

"B-"

"Shut up. Leave.. I'm working.."

"Your allways working"

"Thats how i like it, now go cook dinner"

"Bossy pants"

"What was th-" Ciel turned around to see the teen had already ran back into the barn, hopefully to cook dinner, he really couldn't be botherd to cook for the annoying blond today.

Ciel grumbled under his breath as he continued to plow his feild. Minuets turned to hours as he finally finished his work and cursed under his breath as it began to rain. "Bloody bastard.." He lowered his ears and raised his arms to cover his head nd ran towards the barn only to find it locked. He grit his teeth.

"Alois! Let me in!"

Silence.

"Alois!"

Silence.

"I'll cook dinner.."

Silence.

Ciel began to panic. Alois ALLWAYS answered to food. He knocked on the door as if hes an average stranger and to his suprize the door slowly opened. Yet. What he saw, was something he wished to never come across.

In the barn, sat on the sofa was a nazi shoulder surrounded by others. The one on the sofa had a steaming hot cup of tea and sipped at it casually while Ciel's breath hitched in the back of his throat and his tail curled up between his legs until it touched his belly.

"Why hello.. Ciel~"

As if by cue said boy began to look around for Alois. "Don't worry about your blond lover.. he getting ready for the next train ride" The man gave a sickening grin as his seat his teacup down on the saucer and handed it to a german solder.

"Wh-what do you want..?"

The nazi stood tall, his black boods glistening in the warm glow of the barn, his hat with three starts attatched and he took three heavy steps foward, Ciel frozen in spot. "Why my dear boy, i am quite sure you know why i'm here" He gave yet, another, one of his sickening smiles before turning to his left then right yelling. "Holen Sie ihn!" (Get him!)

One by one all the solders closed in and grabbed the neko in the barn's doorway and yanked his arms behind him.

Snapping back into life it'self, Ciel kicked and hissed, his ears pinned. "Let me go!" Which resulted in a slap to the cheek. He groaned from the force as his hands were tied together by a rope which represented a leash kind of feel with the exsess rope.

They were mocking him.. mocking him! He grit his teeth and spoke in french. "Die en enfer!" (Die in hell!)

The solder behind him butted the back of his head with the butt of his gun making him wince. And to his suprise the solder spoke back in french. "Après avoir~" He smirked. (After you~)

Trying to escape once more, the neko kicked behind him and turning only resulting in him falling with a 'humf!' as his head hit the floor. The neko was yanked off of the floor and harshly pushed foward and out of the barn doors.

What awaited him did nothing to please him. Out his barn.. stood a train.. a train that goes to the camp.. He only new it to good to be true before they decided to stop and discover the barn alittle more.

As the door of the tain was opend a man tried to run in which ended in a bloody murder an caused his eyes to widen. He gulped. Before he was shuved into the train however one of the soldiers grabbed a sticker from his pocket. One a pink triangle, the other a green downwards arrow.

The piink triangle was to show the person/neko was gay and the green arrow was to reprisent a neko's ears. They were both slapped to his back before he was hoisted up and thrown onto the train, role still attatched. He hissed as his jaw butted the floor of the train.

Other around him turned away from the sight, some hateing nekos and even spat on him. A little boy around the age of five came up and placed his cold dirty hand on Ciel's ear causeing the neko to jolt, eyes wide and look up at the boy.

He struggled to sit up due to being tied, and once up with a little bit of help he smiled at the five year old. "Thank you"

Before the younger could reply he was yanked back, preferably by his farther and held close by the older.

Ciel sighed mentally and prepared himself for the long journey to the.. He shivvered.. the jew camps. He sighed.

As he was coming upto the camps the train whistled, its wheels screaching to a hault.

The doors opend and he wasnt scared to take in a deep gulp of air.

"Kommen Sie! Out!" Jews and that alike tumbled out of the train as guns were pointed and they were gathered up into a line. A male at the front of the line deciding which lanes each person shoul go.

The gays would be in one camp, the jews in another and the nekos in the end lane. One by one they were shooed off in a direction and lined up in their designated camps.

Ciel, being a neko was set off into the end lane. Even from behind gay he was mostly neko plus it didn't much matter where he ended up, each would be hell.

He looked behind him to see sevaral other nekos. A blond boy. Three brownettes, two gingers and a red head. He turned around as it was his turn to go through the gates.

Ah.. the gates. The gated of heaven for Hitler, yet an eternal of hell for the once who live within. He grit his teeth as he was yanked foward and examaned. Behind yanked foward he was deemed fit enough and the man rooted into his pocket to pull out a. 'What is that' Ciel thought as he couldn't quite see it. Before he could tilt his head in question his ear was held tightly and the sound of a loud clink could be heard.

He'd been tagged.

Like a cow in a herd. Though i suppose thats what they are now..

He hissed in pain, his hands stuck behind his back so he is unable to reach up to care for the peice. He was pulled by another member of the camp and pushed him into the camp after cutting off the ropes in one fowl swoop.

Instinctivably he ran back as the camps gates closed and clutched at them yanking. He grit his teeth. The soilder turned back around which caused the boy to run in the opposite direction and into a random bunk house.

Yet.. on his way round he bumped into a rather, hard, heafty chest, causeing him to fall backwards onto his bottom and hiss bitin his bottom lip in accident in what resulted in a blooded lip.

He looked up to see a tall male with ten starts on his uniform and hat. He gulped down the gathered blood in his mouth as he scuffled backwards.

The male glared down at him, his shiney boots scruffing up the sand like floor. "Wie es wagen du-! Huh.." He stopped yelling as he looked down at the neko. He narrowed his eyes and kicked sand up into the boys face causeing him to cough. (How dare you-! Huh..)

"Komm mit mir" He sounded commanding as his pointed his crop at the neko below him and repeted the command. He made a pointin up gesture with his hands and the boy quickly complied. His upper arm was grabbed and was yanked foward by the commander. He gulped. (Come with me)

The office was far out of the way of any of the others, far on the other side of the commanding officer's building.

It was a lot smaller than many of the others, the ambience of the room foreboding yet lonesome, much like the overall appearance of the guard himself.

The heavy contrasting sounds of the guard's heavy boots and the delicate pitter-patter of the neko's bare feet broke the thick, empty silence that the isolated part of the building created, shattering the air with each footfall.

Ciel supposed the guard had been used to walking this long dark hallway within the span of his career, but what seemed like mere steps to the guard felt like miles to his tired body and inconveniently stubby legs, his exhausted form limping towards the dread and uneasiness that was his.

The large wooden door had the appearance of being soundproof, as if any sounds that went on behind it would be muffled by the thickness of the wood.

The rusted hinges cried out as the door was pushed inwards, revealing the equally dark and foreboding office beyond.

The staleness of the air was almost immediately noticeable, the smell of mothballs and cheap room spray making Ciel sneeze and earning him a strange, almost amused laugh from the guard as he ushered him in and shut the door firmly behind them.

The guard pointed to a bundle of blankets in the corner and said in a tone that was not quite a yell but not necessarily a neutral voice "Hinsetzen! (Sit Down!)

Uneasily, Ciel showed obedience, hoping that it may earn him at least some kind of escape from the terrible fate that he knew was going to befall him.

His eyes were glued to the guards face, watching his expressions carefully as he tried to pick out any signs that he might have been about to attack him. No such expressions caught his eye however.

Rather than the glaring looks of a soldier, Ciel found himself under the gaze of what seemed to be something all at once compassionate and admiring.

He flinched, his ears lowering as the guard got up and made his way to the small cooler on the other side of the room, picking up a small saucer and a bottle of milk, pouring some into the dish before smiling back at Ciel in what looked like some twisted form of affection and moving over to where he sat.

The guard placed the saucer down and kneeled down, reaching a hand out to stroke Ciel's cheek. The guard pushed the saucer closer but Ciel didn't trust it.

The guard saw Ciel's discomfort and bit his lip, suspecting that the little neko probably suspected poison in the dish. He smiled, putting a finger into the dish and taking a drop of milk into his tongue, rubbing his stomach as a way of telling the boy that it was food for him.

Ciel looked uneasy but was starving beyond all belief, having no choice but to trust the man.

Hungrily he jumped at the saucer and licked up the milk, every drop.

He looked uneasy as the man reached into his pocket and took out a feather on a string, smiling in a strangely loving fashion.

He kneeled, asking in a joyful tone "Willst du spielen? (do you want to play?)" before dangling the feather over his head.

The boy tried to resist but could not help but grab for the feather out of a lack of affection.

The man snapped his fingers for his attention, pointing a finger to himself "Sebastian..." he said, a smile on his face. He pointed to Ciel who tilted his head in confusion.

The man repeated the action before Ciel realised what he was doing, he was trying to introduce himself.

Ciel looked up at him with frightened yet trusting eyes "C-Ciel..."


Interuptions:

Sebastian: Thank's for rea-

Ciel: Thank's for reading!

Sebastian: Hey, you butted in..

Ciel: *Giggles*


By Ciel + Sebastian (SebaCiel 'R' Us)