I don't know why but inspiration just hit me for this story last night I wrote like 3 chapters in one day XD well enjoy.
Disclaimer I don't own the characters or anything of Miss Meyers
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I felt myself being pushed through the uncontrollable crowd. When I had gotten off the train, I wasn't prepared for the sight of so many people being clamped into a small dirty area. No one knew where to go and no one knew what was going to become of us. The thought of not knowing what was happening was making me go insane also. I heard an officer yelling to the crowd in a language I did not understand. Suddenly the crowd of screaming people started crashing forward. I shut my eyes hoping this chaos would be gone when I opened them again. I heard women weeping, children screaming in fear; there was a man next to me mumbling a Jewish prayer. The Crowd felt like it was a wave crashing me forward, officers trying to shout to the wave to keep control.
Suddenly I heard gunshots in the distance, that's when the screaming began and the wave I was caught in became full of fury, another sound of gunshots whipped through the crowd. I shut my eyes tighter not wanting to see, not wanting to believe what was happening. Nevertheless, I could still hear the screams of men and women. I could hear a woman screaming in agony and terror in what sounded like polish.
'They couldn't have fired into the crowd could they?' My eyes then betrayed me and opened and I found out in horror that they did not fire into the crowd. Some how I was pushed to what seemed like the front and before me lay a sight that made my stomach turn.
There lay bodies of small children, some shot in the back of the head others still twitching from their gunshots. I saw a young girl with beautiful brown hair screaming in pain from her gunshot wounds. I prayed to whatever god would listen 'Please just let her die now.' Then I stopped myself, why should I pray now? If there was a god, he didn't listen to the prayers of all of his people why would he listen now.
I felt a hand grab my hair and pulled me in front of a man that I assumed was a doctor.
"Openon jouw bek!"
I couldn't understand a word he was saying, he realized this and forced my jaw open with his white gloves. I could hear more gunshots my stomach grew sick at the thought that more children were dying. If they could kill children so heartlessly what was to stop them from killing everyone here? The doctor now forced my head down, checking for lice. Wherever I was going, my guess was it wasn't going to be death anytime soon. Then again, they could just be falsely examining people to trick us into thinking we would live. The doctor switched to a very funny German tongue, I could barely comprehend his accent.
"der Abflug gänzlich euer die Wäsche!"
My hands trembled as I started to undress myself.
"dahineilen!"
I was going too slowly so I tried to pick up my pace. When I took off all my clothes, I looked up and saw that he had a confused look on his face. He called to a soldier next to him and they spoke silently to themselves. Trying to decide what would be my fate perhaps. I knew that at any moment they could shoot me and the only care to them would be that they wasted a bullet on a poor bastard like me. They stopped whispering and both turned to me. The doctor whispered something into the soldiers ear.
"Sie nicht der Juden Sie sind der Vaterlandsverräter?"
I mentally cringed at the idea of being called a traitor. The word traitor did not describe my actions against this repulsive belief. How could I betray a society that I was never even apart? These people that stand here proudly displaying their evil beliefs, killing innocent children without any remorse, killing whomever they saw as useless and then proudly taking claim to it, these were the true traitors to humanity. They are the ones that deserve to be herded like cattle then killed senselessly like they had done to so many others before me. I would rather be put to death as a dog then be a seen as a messiah to this ignorant world. With my head held high I replied to the doctor with all the pride I had left inside me.
"Verräter."