Chapter 1- Jackson Overland Frost

He saw it. He witnessed it all.

Images from yesterday night kept rewinding nonstop in his mind. How everyone was awaken by the sudden attack, Nazis everywhere- killing anyone in sight.

His mother slaughtered in front of his eyes, blood spurting everywhere.

Jack was walking barefoot on lush wet grass, dazed in the morning sun, all these thoughts torturing his tired consciousness. He stopped and put Emma down gently on the ground, while inspecting himself. Torn fitted trousers, visible scars and bruises peeking from the sweat-stained shirt. And-

I still have her blood on my hands.

Jack had to use all his willpower to not breakdown and start wailing in front of his sister. She somehow managed to sleep through the whole attack- she knew nothing of their Mothers death and Jack decided that she didn't deserve all this pain. He will have to be strong. That was the last thing he needed- for Emma to see him weak. She was the only reason why he went this far. He had to protect her. He had to be her hero.

But he still needed a distraction.

Jack wiped his hands clean on a nearby tree and started inspecting his surroundings. He wasn't really looking where he was going last night, he was just trying to run away as far as possible from that wretched place that once used to be the village Bugorovka, that once was his home. Home.

"No, we're not thinking about this now." he thought out loud. And heard Emma stir.

" See now look what you have done." he hissed at himself.

" You should seriously stop talking to yourself, Jack." responded a sleepy, high pitched voice.

" Oooh yes, I have you for that, don't I?"

Somehow Jacks playful and sarcastic nature never failed to emerge even at serious moments like this. He walked over to where his sister was and helped her up, pretending to tumble while doing so.

Emma laughed. To the seventeen year old boy it was the sound of a thousand small bells ringing triumphantly in unison. He loved when his sister did that. The girls smile was infectious, and moments later Jack found himself chuckling alongside her.

This was the first time he smiled after the incident.

"Jack, where are we and why is your hair-?"

Jack suddenly clamped his hand over his sisters mouth as he tried to figure out the sound in the distance. He forced her into a flat lying position, kneeled over her and said in a hushed voice

" Stay here and don't make a sound. I'll be right back"

With that he took off and started crawling to the direction of the sound. He stopped himself at the edge of a muddy road and he lowered himself under a dry bush. From his hiding place, Jack saw a clearing at the side of the road with two dark green trucks full of people. He could make out someone yelling orders in a different language and prolonged sounds of crying and sniffling. The teenager took a glance back to make sure Emma was safe. She was lying in the same position as Jack left her, her brown dress exelently blending in with the muddy earth. The boy went back to observing. The German soldiers in grayish green uniform were taking out civilians and putting them in lines. Jacks eyes widened as realisation of what was about to happen dawned upon him. He also realised that these were all people from his village, and there was nothing he could do to save them. Jack tensed up as he saw the soldiers raising their guns simultaneously. He closed his eyes , wanting to run away and hide from this, wanting this to just be a horrifying nightmare. But it wasn't. However he couldn't just watch people die. Jack was torn between the decision to spring up and yell that this is unfair, like in the games he used to play. But it wasn't a game. That action would have meant certain death. So Jack stayed there, not moving a muscle, listening expectantly.

But no shots came. Instead there was a long speech coming from one high-status general with a very bad accent. Jack hardly understood what he was saying, but he worked out something about building a camp here and being loyal to Germany. The people were then "guided" to the supplies in the trucks and were forced to unload them under the watchful eyes of the alert soldiers. Everyone seemed to be obedient until one guy yelled " For the motherland!" and threw a small object to the soldiers feet. Jack realised to late what it was and was deafened by a loud BANG, blinded by a flash. Once his senses restored from the explosion he saw that hell unleashed. People from both sides were running around,yelling, shooting everywhere. Everything was slow motion. His sister screaming his name and shaking him. Jack saw a dead german soldier in front of him. There was blood coming from his mouth and ears and his eyes were blank. He must have been thrown all the way across the road by the shockwave. Jack quickly scurried over to the soldier and took his jacket, helmet and rifle. He wanted to throw up, but this needed to be done. He tugged on the helmet on his sisters head in a rush, shoved the jacket on himself and put Emma on his back. He immediately started sprinting away from the place, but this time he made sure to stay parallel to the road so they don't get lost again. He neither noticed the thunder booming, nor the rain walloping down from the skies. He just ran as fast as his feet could take him.

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Jack didn't know how he managed to do that as he was shellshocked for another few hours after the explosion, but he considered himself lucky once he reached a peaceful looking river that flowed into a grand lake. The road continued on a bridge over the river, and that's where he decided to settle down. The place was dark and cold, but it was well hidden in tall grass and seemed the safest choice. The boy looked into the sky and saw that the it was now blue and clear ,and that the sun was directly above him. It was still only midday. Hard to imagine after all that happened in the morning. He took of the jacket and placed it on the cool stone and then slowly and carefully wrapped his sister in it. She was sleeping restlessly,shaking and the. streaks of clear skin of her muddy face made it obvious that she was crying. Jack caressed her cheek and breathlessly whispered "Don't worry, we'll be okay" and with that thought collapsed and lost consciousness.

Authors note: Sorry not sorry. If u like plz review.

Oh and OK. I'll try writing a new chapter every two weeks .K bye !

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