Chapter 23: History of WWII

Chapter 23

A single tear fell from Lori's left eye.

All because of Kushina's gentle touch and warm, soothing voice. Kushina smiled sadly and pulled the silently distraught girl into a mother's embrace.

"Lori, here in America, you can you can dress and look however you want. As long as you don't look like a prostitute. So you do not have to change your hair and eye color, at least not here." Jeri advises to Lori who looks in thought.

"Jeri, Germany still has hold over me, as I am not a natural citizen of America." Lori reminds as Kushina pulls away from the smaller one to give her room to breathe and talk.

"What? But you live here..." Asks Minato.

"How?" Kagami asks surprised. Both him and everyone else thought that if she was in America then only America had hold on her.

Lori thinks very carefully about how to explain herself and the situation before deciding on holding out any information that could put her in danger. "I am living here yes, but only for a short amount of time. I am not a part of Jeri's family per say..." Lori confides slowly letting all this process in everyone's mind. "Since I am not legally a part of a family of American Citizens, I am still held by Germany."

Jeri thinks about this, she thought that maybe papers were signed already but it seems that is not the case. "So if you get adopted, papers signed and everything, Germany will no longer have hold on you?" Lori tensed as though reluctant at Jeri's observation.

"Yes... Though if I were to go back later on, I would still be a natural citizen in Germany."

Hahsirama was now angered that there was such rules, forcing young women to change their hair and eye colors. Fortunately, this was not a law or rule, just of the people who tended to Lori. Hahsirama tenses in anger, as he tries his best to hold his tongue and speak calmly so as to not frighten Lori, as last time she had heard yelling it scared her out of the house.

"What kind of rule forces young women to change their appearance?" Asks Hahsirama calmly thought a hint of anger undertones his voice. Lori does take note of the venom in the Hokage's voice that he tried to hide. Lori gazed at the ground as she was still kinda kneeling but now sitting Indian style. How could I explain this without giving away anything?

"Hahsirama, uh... it's not a rule of Germany, but of the ones who found me..." Her voice was soft-spoken, quiet even. The ninja that knew more about Lori's personality were taken aback by this sudden change in her. She was usually calm, stern, and prideful, but now she was replaced by a shy, soft spoken, nervous girl! Shisui was fairly surprised and looked to his father, Kagami, who nods in an unspoken answer to a silent question.

"Earlier, with the clowns... They called you an Aryan and a Nazi. What did they mean?" Tobirama asks suspiciously. Now Lori only seemed even more tense.

Hahsirama could sense the girl's discomfort like a wave coming from the ocean.

"Nazi?" Fugaku questions. This has peaked his interest tenfold.

"Aryan? Is that a Clan?" Kushina asks with a finger on her chin in thought.

"Nazi... They believed that the 'perfect beings' were ones who had blonde hair and blue eyes. They were once in power of Germany, much like a clan taking over a whole country, so to speak. They commuted a lot of vile acts, so much did it affect the people of Germany that it is against the law to say the Holocaust did not happen in Germany. That is how horrendous those acts were... Those acts even started a Second World War." Lori pauses and eyes all the people in the room before continuing slowly. Obviously, this was a touchy topic for her, and why should it not be?

"The 'perfect beings' were known as a superior race, super humans if you will, they were called Aryans. Depicted as nearly gods or goddesses, however, that was not the case." Lori stopped not wanting to go any further until Minato chose to speak, but did so carefully.

"What happened...? To the nonperfect beings?"

Lori's eyes told everyone she was lost in a daze, as a misty, clouded look covered her pale eyes. She read the history books. Talked to some survivors too. "They were brutally slain, slaughtered, killed all because of that imbecile Hitler...! If you had red hair, then you were supposedly descended from cats and unfit to live and if you had dark hair you were Jewish and killed as well..." Lori's hands balled into fists so tight that her skin was completely white. The sensors in the room were alert to how Lori's chakra was swirling rapidly in her center, churning with unforgiving hatred.

"They rounded up Jews and others and shot them all down, in rows. They Stripped families away from each other in concentration camps where they were tortured in ways that would surpass even the most brutal of torture experts of ninja. They filled schools of innocent Jewish children with Zyklon B, a gas that, to put in simple terms, caused the body to continually contract the muscles, almost like suffocating to death. It caused them to regurgitate, cry, and more before they finally died. In concentration camps, those who were not selected for work, or could not work, were immediately gassed. Groups selected to die, about three quarters total, included almost all children, women with small children, all elderly, and all those who appeared on brief and superficial inspection by an SS doctor not to be completely fit."

Lori looked at them to gauge their reactions. As expected, horror, shock, grief, agony and disgust crossed each and every one of their faces, even the Uchihas.

"And you all think I'm evil." Madara stated with, for once, everyone agreeing with him, even Tobirama Senju.

"Not as evil as that!" Shisui crossed his arms trying to fight back the rage that he felt. He tried desperately to make sure his Sharingan wasn't blazing on out of the swirling emotions he felt, he didn't want to scare anyone, namely Lori, Itama, and Jeri. He also didn't want to accidentally go into full Susanoo mode and destroy the house. That would mean facing a lot of angry men and women and he knew from past experience, watching other's mistakes, that it would not end well for him even if he was ANBU. He felt a hand on his shoulder, firm and soothing. Understanding. He glanced over to see his father, Kagami staring at him with understanding eyes.

He didn't like hearing this either, all the bloodshed. He just couldn't believe any of this had happened. People's stupidity was absolutely astoundng.

"And... You are, like them?" Mikoto whispered in shock. Lori knew a part of her felt bad, somewhere deep, deep down inside her heart. Her eyes gazed around to see looks of distrust, not on their faces but in their eyes. It was no use fighting and saying otherwise... but something pushed her to do so anyway.

"No... I have not done anything remotely similar to that, though I was raised into being a Nazi, an Aryan, I have no will to kill children and elderly. I would much rather only kill... Others..." For once she spoke a rare truth and it felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. But at the same time, she was keeping a dark and deadly secret that could shatter everything that has been developed in the household.

Some faces relaxed into relief with curiosity, while some remained enraged and others held a mask of stone their eyes glimmering with uncertainty.

"What do you mean?" Itachi asked a curious undertone in his masculine voice.

Lori had to make up an excuse, and quick if she wanted to save her hide. As luck would have it, it was a half truth that slipped from her tongue. "Child molesters, rapists, those kind of people." She said it with such calmness, and such seriousness that she herself believed that was what she meant by others. She only wished that the ninja would believe her as well.

The ninja tensed, all knowing too well that such horrible things, acts of true evil, were justified by death. They would kill the perpetrators themselves if they found out of any of those horrid crimes being committed.

Hashirama looked to the ceiling, finally gaining his composure. He didn't want to go further after hearing the last part, and he was sure that no one else wanted to continue this conversation either. Looking to the clock he realized that the time was 10:00. They had been talking for an hour and thirty minutes.

Loud, rushed footsteps sounded from upstairs and then down them. They were small, child-like. Itama.

"Big sister! Lori!" He called with vigor, terror in his voice shocking her that he would call for her when he was scared and not his family members. He busts into the living room and, instead of rushing to Tobirama, the closest one, he darts around him and Hashirama, even by passing Butsuma, in favor of Lori. He crashed into her slender form, easily knocking her onto the ground because of his momentum and her light weight. He buried his head into her chest causing her to visibly tense considerably.

"...Itama..." She states with a slightly annoyed tone of voice only making him bury his head even further as her shirt began to get wet. She raised an eyebrow in confusion, curious as to why her shirt would be getting soaked with every few seconds that passed. Her questions did not go unanswered for long as his head tilted to her eyes, tears flowing down his face accompanied by clear snot.

"Don't leave! Don't die!" Itama cried softly as sobs escaped his small throat. Lori and everyone else were now thoroughly confused but Lori rose to a sitting position, Itama grasping her shirt as if it was a lifeline. It appeared he truly did not want his one and only sister figure to die. Did he believe that the ninja were going to kill her? The ninja watched as slowly, Lori's arms enveloped Itama in a hug, not bone crushing, but loose, almost as if she was afraid to accidentally hurt the poor child. She only hugged him because it seemed to help her when Kushina hugged her, even though it made her shed a tear or two...

"Itama, I am not dying anytime soon. So, you can stop crying." She said, it wasn't harsh, but it was more soft and confident. But her voice was still stern nonetheless. Itama, however, continued to cry until he ran out of tears and began to hiccup making himself sick in the process.

Tobirama and Hashirama watched all of this with shocked expressions.

"...Itama..." Tobirama muttered still shocked and feeling slightly jealous that his little brother, the one who came to him when he had nightmares or didn't want to sleep by himself, chose a girl who he barely knew to comfort him instead. Tobirama didn't drink often, but now he really wanted some sake. Hashirama, on the other hand felt saddened and depressed but put on a sad smile instead of pouting for he saw a glimpse of kindness in the female's eyes.

Hello, dear fans and readers! Sorry for the long wait, I hope to never make you wait like that again, especially you Dragon Chibi! And you too Professor Indisposed and Determined Dancer! This hopefully explained a bit more about Lori, not all not a lot, but enough before we dive headfirst into her history. The reason for not updating for so long was because I had managed to forget all my login information and didn't know I could login by hitting the google app in the login section.

I had created a new account called HoloTheWiseWolf777 in the meantime of the period I was gone and have posted a story called "Sango's Refuge: The Assassin Dark Void An Akatsuki Snake Fanfiction" and would love for you to check it out! It has the same general themes as this one but is quite different as it is from a normal, clumsy, preteen's point of view in Tokyo Japan. She is average, just like you and me, so are the characters from this story and both this one and the other will be tightly based on reality. Also the story "Half Sisters" will be getting a new chapter, chapter eight, soon! I have not abandoned that story either!

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