Elizaveta hummed as she walked home. As she got closer she noticed cars gathered around the house. There was shouting in German. Elizaveta ran to the house.

She saw Roderich being dragged out. She screamed. The men held her back, questioning her, asking her what her last name was. She told them it was Hedaravy.

They shoved her away as they threw Roderich into one of the cars. The last thing she heard him say was, "I am not a Jew."

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Gilbert walked into his office, sighing as he sat down in the desk chair. Another meeting with Hitler. Another meeting with no answers as to what was happening to the Jews who were being relocated. Gilbert put his head in his hands.

"I know something isn't right. I can feel the pain of so many people. What is he doing to them?" He said. The phone on his desk began to ring. Gilbert groaned.

He picked up the phone.

"Hello?" He said.

"Oh Gilbert thank goodness." The voice on the other end said. Gilbert sat up shocked.

"Elizaveta? Is that you?" He asked.

"Yes. I...I need your help Gilbert." She said.

"You? Need my help? 'Veta, this isn't exactly the time for jokes."

"Goddammit this is not a joke Gilbert!" She yelled. Gilbert sat in silence. He heard Elizaveta sniffle. "Gil, they took Roderich."

"They?" He asked.

"They. The Nazis."

"The Nazis took Roderich?" Gilbert said, dumbfounded.

"Yes. Your boss's army took Roderich." Elizaveta said. "They grabbed him from our house. I saw them beat him up when he resisted. I saw them throw him into a van. I saw them take them. Those bastards took him, and I don't know where they're taking him. I don't even know why they took him." She said. Gilbert thought for a moment. "Gil? Are you still there?" Elizaveta asked. Gilbert sat still as he realized something. He took a deep breath.

"I think I know why they took him."

"Why?"

"Elizaveta, surely you know the anti-semitic bullshit these Nazis have been spreading."

"Yes, but what does this have to do with Roderich? Neither one of us are religious, despite our saying we're Christians to humans."

"Elizaveta, his last name is Edelstein. It's a Jewish sounding name. The Nazis don't care if he says he's a Christian. If they see the name as Jewish, they won't believe him."

"Oh. Oh god. Where are they taking him? What are they going to do to him? Gil, what are they going to do with him?"

"To be honest, I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know?"

"I don't. Hitler won't tell me. I know something is happening. I can feel it. But the bastard won't tell me a single thing. All he says is that the Jews are being relocated. That's it."

"I don't like the sound of this. Gil, please, I know you and Roderich rarely got along well, but could you please help him?"

"Just because I rarely got along with him doesn't mean I'll let the Nazis get away with this."

"Thank-you."

"Besides, I'll finally be able to figure out what's going on." Gilbert said. He heard another sniffle from the other end.

"Alright." Elizaveta said.

"I'll call you back when I get some answers from these bastards."
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Roderich sat still in the dark van. There were other people in there. All of them Jewish, he presumed.
'This is not good. I do not like the sound of this relocating business.'

A young child next to him begun to cry. Roderich heard a woman's voice consoling the child, trying to get the child to be quiet, the child's mother Roderich guessed.

'I hope Elizaveta is safe. I am certain that was her yelling. She isn't in here, she must have given her maiden name, the name she always goes by. I hope they didn't do anything to her.'

The van stopped. Soon, the doors opened. Roderich winced at the light. He was dragged out and thrown to the ground by the officers. They shouted in German and pointed at a freight car. Get in the train. Was what they were saying.

'You could run. Run. Escape this madness. This cannot be good.' Roderich wheezed as he got back up. 'Except you cannot run. You never were a good runner. That was always Elizaveta and Gilbert.'

Roderich went to the freight car, truly frightened for the first time in a little under 30 years.

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Yes, I am attempting a multi-chaptered fic despite my bad track record. However, I am planning on finishing this one. I already have a couple chapters ready.

Fact: Most Germans actually didn't know where the Jews were being taken. All they knew was that they were being relocated, which already had an ominous ring to it. Thus, many of the Jews didn't know where they were being taken to.