5:00am April 30th, 1945. Berlin, Germany
We were awoken by the sounds of gunfire and tanks shooting.
"What is happening!" Arabella screamed over the explosions.
"The Russisch are attacking!" I yelled back, "I heard Hitler say they were close!"
"You think we will be safe?" Falco shouted.
"I don't—," I began, but I stopped when I heard voices.
"Hitler just stay in here! You will be safe!" Vogler's voice yelled.
"But what about the mörder?" Hitler's voice came.
"We will leave a man in there with you just go!"
Next thing, the door flung open and a man with a gun came in pointing it at us telling us to stay back or he'd blow our heads off, and Hitler walked in, his hair sticking up in different places and his little mustache was singed from where stray bullets had just missed. The door shut and Hitler stared at us.
"No funny business from any of you!" he told us.
Falco, with a fake pride in his voice yelled, "HAIL HITLER!" and saluted Hitler, smirking trying to keep back a laugh.
"Oh yes, ha ha." Hitler rolled his eyes, "You are so very funny!"
We all laughed accept Hitler and the Nazi with the gun. We laughed and we laughed Falco doubled over trying to breathe and I fell to my knees right below the Nazi, then everybody stopped laughing and I jumped up and stabbed the Nazi with my wrist blade, grabbed his gun and pointed it at Hitler.
"No funny business from you!" I said in a mocking voice of Hitler.
"Ficken..." he swore.
We grabbed him and threw him to the ground. Arabella grabbed his arm and pulled it back.
She screamed, "Where has Vogler taken the Apple!"
"I don't know!" Hitler yelled as tears flooded his eyes.
"You lie!" she yelled pulling his arm back.
"Okay, okay! He brought I with him! He is trying to run away to Russia!"
"And left you for dead?" I pointed out, "Doesn't sound like much of a partnership, eh?"
"He didn't..." Hitler started but Falco cut across him.
"He stuck you in a room full of well trained assassins with one gunman, he knew you weren't getting out alive."
Hitler seemed to think about that point. Finally he said, "You are right, so what are you going to do to me?"
We all looked at each other. I thought of an idea, "We aren't going to do anything. You on the other hand are going to commit suicide." I grabbed his Walther PPK 7.65 mm pistol and gave it to him.
"You can't be serious!" he looked up at me.
"Oh I am. Either you do it or I do."
He pointed it at his head, and the quickly tried to shoot one of us but Arabella grabbed the gun and shot him in the right temple. Adolf Hitler was dead. The door opened and a woman appeared with a gun. "What was that..." she gasped at the sight of Hitler. "what have you done!" she shouted and as she raised the gun to us I shot a poison dart at her neck. She choked, and was motionless. I ran over and pulled the dart out.
"Door's open," I said to my friends, "let's go get the Apple!"
We ran up and out of the room, never to return again. We opened the front door of the house to see Vogler, for the first time, as he was running to a truck. Quickly we all jump down the steps and rushed for him. He saw us coming and sped off, I lifted up a fallen motorbike and got on.
"Do you know how to ride one of these?" Arabella asked me uncertainly.
"Yeah," I assured her, "my vater (father) showed me."
I patted the back seat telling her to get on. She hesitated and then jumped on. I brought the bike to life and sped forward after the runaway Templar.