The war, my life, my feelings.. Which first?
Why does this war have to interfere?
Why can't we be together?
Why do we have to conform?
Seto POV
Aushwitz death camp. He was being transfered there tomorrow.
"Yes, sir. I will report to the General in charge tomorrow."
"Excellent. You may go now."
"Yes, sir!"
Seto saluted his superior officer and walked out of the room.
This war was getting ridiculous. Yes, he was a nazi. Yes, he was to be in charge of who died and who got to live. Yes, he blamed Jew's for Germany's poor conditions after the first world war.
'But...' , Seto thought, 'This IS getting out of control. But...' , He thought,'It's not exactly fair that while the Jew's had prosperity, we had none. But...', He stopped himself. Look at him,
contradicting himself. Jew's were to blame. That was it. No two ways about it, Jew's were to blame for his country's condition after the war.
"But we don't have the right to decide who lives and who dies. That right is sacred.' (( - OMG godzilla v.s. mothra dialogue!!!))
Mental slap in the face.
Jew's were to blame. Every one of them.
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Seto was riding in the back of a black car, with tinted windows, along with three other officers.
The car puled up to the gate.
When Set stepped out, he wrinkled his nose. The death camp smelled of the dead. Of death. Of pain. Of torture.
'Well, it IS a death camp, so what do you expect?' he said to himself.
Just after he stepped beyond the gates, he saw a load of people being separated to go to one place or another in the camp.
Seto turned away. The sound of children being separated from their parents, the sight of the weak and the sick being sent to the gas chambers,
It all disturbed him. Just then, he ran into a little girl with shoulder-length brown hair.
"Sorry, sir!", she said, before she got reprimanded.((OMG Anne Frank is in here!!!!! 0.o))
"Watch where your going, Jew!"
"Yessir!"
Seto walked off to go stand in line with the other jews to be counted. What a little girl. What a pity she was here.
Seto headed to the quarters for the officers to get the name of the section of the camp he was to guard.
After he got there, he looked around.
People with sunken eyes full of loathing and contempt for him and his fellow officers followed him.
He kept his composure, his ice-price poker face never slipping.
He looked to the side, beyond the electric fence, wondering who was over on the other side.
The people over there looked healthier, their eyes looked fearful though.
'They must be the new shipment of people.' , he thought.
Just then, one of them looked over at him. A blonde, just a few inches shorter than him.
Seto still kept his poker face, but on the inside, the ice was starting to melt. Just a little.
Just then, the blonde's face twisted into an expression of hate, and his honey colored eyes filled with loathing and contempt, just like the others looking at him now.
Seto almost lost his composure. Almost.
The look the blonde had given him suggested...no, it said that, had he not been in the situation he was in now, he would have probably
cussed him out and them taken the liberty of hitting him as hard as he could.
No surprise there, but why he had almost lost his composure was a mystery to him.
Just then, someone yelled, and the blonde looked back, only to be reprimanded by an officer.
Seto lost his composure. But only for a moment. You would have to know him really well to notice.
For a moment, the blonde's honey brown eyes had a look of pain in them, only to be replaced by a look of pure hate.
Seto turned.
That was to be expected from someone like him.
But Seto was still mystified about why his 'mask' had melted for that brief second.
He reached the officer's quarters, the blonde still on his mind.
"So, your the new officer?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Hm. I didn't say I needed any more officers working under me. What's your name?"
"Seto Kaiba, sir."
"well, then, Mr.Kaiba, go on over and help with the new cartload of animals."
"Yes sir!"
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Seto walked over to the officer in charge to get his job.
He was to lead the men to their section of the camp.
Seto caught the eye of the blonde again.
The blonde gave him another death stare, and bared his teeth at him.
"HEY! You! Blondie!"
The sound of flesh on flesh.
The boy got reprimanded again.
'Does he never learn?' , Seto thought to himself, 'Act like that one to many times, you'll get killed.'
"WHY DID YOU--!?'
Click.
The blonde was looking down the barrel of the gun the officer had pointed at him.
His eyes showed fear for a brief second, only to be replaced by a fire that obviously showed no intention of being
put out any time soon.
Seto smirked internally.
'Even in the face of almost certain death this Jew puts up a bold front.', he thought.
"Go on, fire the gun, ass hole! I dare you!", the blonde said, with a malice in his voice that sent shivers down everyone's spine.
BANG!
A scream.
The blonde was still there, but he certainly wasn't a stiff.
He had his eyes closed tightly, he was prepared to face death and he intended to win against it.
Seto had pushed the gun out of the way.
The officer that had pointed the gun looked surprised.
"That's enough.", Seto said, a tone of authority in his voice.
"Why did you--!?"
A gun. In the officers face.
"Are you blind, you monkey!?"
"Why did you stop me!? You know just as well as I do that these jews are to blame for everything! They deserve to be shot!"
"I said enough, fool.", venom this time. Pure malice.
"Yes, sir!"
"This boy can work. He's strong enough. Don't go killing off valuable resources."
"Yes, sir!"
The officer was obvously going to follow orders, but Seto knew that he still wanted to kill the blonde.
Seto walked off to direct the men to where they were to go.