A/N: Oh, what pity I have for my fictional character. Sorry for the wait, but actually, there is no real reason to apologize! Also, if there are problems with any diction, syntax, superfluous capitalization or punctuation, it's because I'm not using Microsoft Office. I'm using OpenOffice, the cheap version of M.O. READ ON. ;)

"Fortune smiles on us. In Berlin the Germans will truly see what they have unleashed. But in the midst of all the blood, the bullets, and the dead I have found who is still very much alive. Dimitri Petrenko, I saw this man cheat death time after time at the siege of Stalingrad. As long as he lives the heart of this army cannot be broken, he makes us all proud."

-Viktor Reznov-

*Some Time Later*

So many places there are to go, but where to start? I would start where it ended...but does that even exist. Would I want to go back even if the opportunity presented itself? Heh...probably. "How much farther, I wonder...I could've sworn that I heard the airborne object touch down near here," I thoughtto myself as I rummaged throughout the foliage that I have come to know over time and time again. "What a pitiful existence we abide by if we are to be subject to such harsh treatment and we cannot change a thing...and who knew I could be this deep? I suppose it comes with the body," I continued to think to myself and reminisce of more joyful days.

For pointless hours, I dredged on through the "wilderness" as I found no trace of my predicted airfield, though my luck was soon to turn as I heard what sounded like a small, one engine...Cessna. That's what it is. Suddenly, the buzz of my hypothesis came to be fact as I saw the small blue-white Cessna cross over me in a descent pattern toward a hidden airfield, or at least what would suffice as one."Ah...so you think that camouflage will protect you, eh? Well, I doubt that you counted on a little disruption by your local wildlife..." I thought in a malevolent way as I proceeded down to the end of the airstrip.

"The Die has been Cast," I said, in a contribution to a great leader.

I observed the small Cessna come to a stop outside of a hangar not 100 meters from myself, though that was not what interested me. I was focusing on the fuel depot at the end of the runway, where I saw a tanker sitting behind, fueling the underground assembly. "That is how I know that tank is full," I thought as I proceeded towards the array of hangars to flank the humans, of which I could see were unloading their gear from the recovery vehicle...when I saw them drag my Father's corpse out of the transport, at which point I strained to contain the tears that enveloped my eyelids. "No...I cannot let my feelings blind myself...for if I do, I am sure to fail," I thought to myself as I neared the first hanger, which proved to be a hindrance when I figured that there was no way around...but only through.

It was there that I observed one of my sisters being taken out of the vehicle, alive, that is, bound and unconscious. I awaited the opportunity for them to set her down, as I had my own plan of revenge...all bitter, no sweet. I trotted at fast pace, destined for an unserviceable vehicle, where, conveniently the window was open, I jumped in, released the emergency brake, and exited the vehicle with haste. That instant, a loud screech emitted from the brakes as they vehicle lurched forward and began rolling toward the recovery vehicle, where several humans had been to slow to react, being run over and crushed by the large Sedan, when it finally came to a crashing halt at the recovery vehicle. This proved a great distraction, as I leapt from my hiding place and came crashing into one of the armed hunters, who was caught off guard by my attack, not being able to react. I instantaneously finished him with a blow to the head...with my own, as I did the others with other tacts, including a severing of several arteries. Suddenly, I hear the familiar report of gunfire, following a sharp pain that I knew all too well from the Reigsteg. A bullet wound.

I did not collapse, however, though instead became blinded with Blinded Fury, swiping and biting at the figure, where he dropped his firearm and flees, leaving me to bleed helplessly.

"Heh...I never thought this would do me in...I mean, I have survived three shots in a row before, yet...this body...is weak. Wait...Chinua...Accalia...they need me. I need...me," I said aloud between gasps of air. Then, before my hope was lost, I heard my sister, Accalia, come to.

'Ehh...huh...w-...where am I...what happened?,' She said, unconsciousness subsiding.

'And why am I...bound?'

"Accali-...Agh! This wound! Accalia! You need to listen to me! You need to come over here so as I can unbound you, then you flee! It is unsafe here!" I exclaimed through pained disposition.

She slowly, but surely, *Wiggled* her way over to me, where I carefully and precisely untied the poorly tied knots, though without apposible thumbs, this had been extremely difficult.

"Now run!" I yelled, though she did not heed.

"I said ru-," I was almost able to reiterate my instructions, though fate was against me as I heard the panting and "Pawsteps" of a large variety of canine. Not knowing if they were hostile or potentially friendly, I made my way to a standing position, braving my grizzly wound, which turned out to be in my hind-quarters, of all places. It was as I was about to exit when I noticed...silence. I advised that my sister stay behind me as an ominous...make that several...figures emerged from the darkness of the twilight. I raised my tail, and my fur in indication of proposed hostility, though the figures that came toward me were anything but hostile. One even had the nerve to address me...

A golden yellow...perhaps tan lupine came forward from the shadows and asked...

"Are you alright! My god! Look at yourself! Hutch! I could use some assistance," the wolf stated, where a slightly larger, dark Grey wolf came, though before any more, my vision began to fade...

A/N:Well, I saw it coming. I swear it. If you want another chapter another review is required, as I don't post these for me, but for you.