The war, my life, my feelings.. Which first?
Why do I know I love you?
Why do I want you so?
Why are you always in my thoughts?
Jou POV
After the train ride, it felt good to be able to walk around, even if it WAS in a place where you faced almost certain death.
When Jou got out of the train car, he automatically wish he hadn't.
The air smelled rank of the dead, of fear, and of torture. How could he...and any of his fellow men rejected by Hitlers policy's... have ended up in this... hell?
'I'll tell you how...', a voice in his head said. He groaned. Here comes his more sensible side. The one with a better grasp on reality.
'It's because everyone is human, people will naturally reject others that they don't like.'
'Shut up.'
'You know it's true.'
'Shut up, I said!'
No reply this time.
"Hurry up, animals!"
Jou looked up, the Nazi officer was directing... no, he was pushing everyone into the camp.
Jou had no choice but to follow or die.
Once those gaits closed, they were in hell. Hell on earth.
Jou was sure that the real hell was a thousand times worst, and that this would seem like heaven on earth in comparison, but Jou was sure that while he and the others were here, the nazi's would do their best to make this hell on earth for them.
The gate had the words-
"Arbeit macht frei"
above it.
'Work makes you free'.
Jou rolled his eyes. What a load of shit.
Free in death, maybe. Yea.
So, him and any others on that train were here to work their ass' off, get practically starved to death, and if they weren't dead then,
they would get killed.
Or so he had heard.
He looked to the other side of the fence. There was an officer there.
A tall, brunette, nazi bastard.
But a HOT nazi bastard.
Jou mentally shook himself. Sure, the officer was hot. And yes, he was gay,
He had always known that, and he had come to terms with it when he was, what, 10? Yet another reason for the nazi's to hate his guts.
But the officer was strait. Or he would already have kicked the bucket. Unless he was good at keeping secrets.
Just then, the officer looked over at him. He had cold, blue eyes. Dark and deep, but light and shallow at the same time.
Jou's heart momentarily melted.
Then he got a hold of himself, and gave the officer the best death stare he had. He tried to take out his anger at all of these nazi ass holes in one glare.
Not working very well.
Just then, he heard a yell. "Hey, you!"
The sound of flesh colliding with flesh. He had just been slapped. He wouldn't normally stand for that, but dying was not very high on his list.
So he took it.
After the officer that reprimanded him walked away, he looked back at the nazi, who just stood there, staring. He looked slightly shocked for a moment, then his face returned to it's former composure.
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Jou looked up front, he had been doing that for the past... what? 45 minutes?
Just then, a new officer walked up to direct people. It was the same jackass that had made Jou's heart melt.
When the nazi looked at him, he gave him another death stare, and bared his teeth. He would try to appear as vicious a possible.
Kinda hard to do when your at the mercy of people who could kill you with guns, drug you, or throw you in a gas chamber.
Just then, the same officer that reprimanded him the first time walked up to him.
And slapped him again.
"HEY, WHAT'RE YOU--!?", Jou started to yell.
Then he heard a click. He was looking strait down the barrel of a shotgun.
'Great. Just great. I piss off the one guy who could kill me. Excellent.'
He was scared for a moment, but hatred quickly overcame that emotion.
"Go on, fire the gun, ass hole! I dare you!", He said, sounding a lot braver than he actually felt. He tried to load his voice with as much venom and malice as he could.
The officer just smiled, and he fired the gun.
Jou shut his eyes as tight as he could.
Just then, when he heard the gun go off, he noticed that there was no pain.
You don't die painlessly by getting shot.
He cracked open an eye.
The guard's gun hand had been forced upward. He shot over everyone's head.
xXxXxXxMeanwhile...xXxXxXx
at some farm
FUMP!
"Hey, honey, look! Geese are falling from the sky! Were eating good tonight!"
((HA ha ha ha ha the guard shot a goose!!!!!! ))
xXxXxXBack to subjectXxXxXx
"That's enough.", a voice said. It was a cold voice. Like a blade of ice. Jou looked up to see that it was the guard he had given a death stare only a little while ago.
That voice was like magic for Jou.
"Why did you--!?"
A gun. This time in the officers face.
The officer pointing the gun filled his cold eyes with malice and venom.
"Are you blind, 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!"
Jou flinched. Jew's were to blame? Homosexual people? Gypsy's? Anyone these goddamn nazi bitches hated?
It was all THEIR fault?
Jou started to shake with anger. The blue eyed guard sent a death glare at him. Jou stopped thinking about punching the guard.
"I said enough, fool,", the guard put venom in his voice. And that venom, paired with the pure malice he added, was a deadly weapon.
"Yes, sir!"
"This boy can work. He's strong enough. Don't go killing off valuable resources."
All feelings of gratitude towards the blue eyed guard automatically disappeared.
Of course. The guard only saved him so he could work to help these bastards win the war against him and everyone else's will.
"Yes, sir!"
The guard gave Jou a look of deepest contempt. Jou glared back. No slap. No gun this time.
"This way, you animals! ", he said.
And Jou and all the other men and boy's followed with armed guards on all sides of them, ready to shoot if need be.
On the way there, a young boy took the liberty of asking where they were going. When the guards didn't answer, he tried to run towards the gate.
He was shot. As his body fell to the ground, Jou burned the image into his mind. And then he tried to forget, but he knew he would never be able to get the image out of his head. That boy was so young. And he could have worked, he was healthy enough, right? He could have been saved by the blue eyed man. He could have been spared.
But he wasn't. And it pissed Jou off. Jou had half a mind to go and punch out the blue eyed guard. But he didn't.
Dying wasn't very high on his list.