Remembering the Fallen: Total Drama Holocaust

by CocoTheDreamer5454

It's 1942. World War 2 is under way. For Courtney Polvikous, life is a challenge for survival. To be a Jew, is to be an enmey to the Nazi Germany. When she is captured she meet's Duncan Reidsker, a Jew under cover as a guard. Will they escape alive?

4. Proposition

Remembering the Fallen:

Total Drama Holocaust

A Remembrance of the Holocaust Survivors

A/N: This story is mature for sexual themes, violence, and drugs. Do not read this story of you hate Jew's (I am one), World War 2, the Nazi's (them losing the war) or if you are a white supremacists.

Lindsay's Pov

"Oh my god Heather! This is amazing!" I tell her as we walk down the hall way.

"I know, and there all under my control." Heather says walking through a huge hall way. "Let you meet my best men and personal body guards."

"Are any of them hot?" I ask.

"Lindsay…" she says mad.

"Sorry." I say back.

"STAFF!" she shouts. "ASSEMBLE!"

4 body guards run in.

I see a punk with peircings, a mystery black haired kid, a hunk, and then there's the one I can't keep my eyes off of….

"Who's that?" I ask Heather pointing to him.

"That's Tyler."

Courtney's Pov

The water was refreshing. It felt good going down my back. I was starting to meet people. For example Katie and Sadie, and Gwen. We had all been talking for a while. We weren't embaraced around each other. I'm closer to Gwen though, Katie and Sadie aren't exactly… smart.

The showers turned off and the guards ran back in.

"MOVE!" on of them shouts.

We all move into another room with piles of clothes. They were all dirty and disgusting. I picked a little brown dress.

"Well that looks cute… for what it's worth." Katie says picking up some brown pants.

"Thanks?" I ask.

After picking out my clothes, we all were huddled into a room, and low and behold is the other soldier who captured me.

"Next, aye." He says with an accent.

"That's me." I say sitting down in the chair next to him. All the sudden he takes out a pen like contraption. He starts using it on my arm.

"OW!" I scream.

When I look at my arm, I see several digits on it. J13467.

"What ever you old name was, for get it. In this world your number is your name. That's the law here."

I'm about to leave when he stops me.

"My name is Ezekiel. And bye the way, shalom."

I hesitated and look back. He raised his head and when I saw his face, I noticed the scare on it… just like my brothers.

"Duncan has already contacted you. You were chosen by god to help us. If you see anyone else who deserves to get out of here, tell me."

"What's going on?" I ask.

"Shh…."

I leave getting ready for my exciting first day ahead of me.

"BAM!"

There is a gun shot in the distance

TO BE CONTINUED

Note: This is not a real story, but based on real events of the Holocaust. All of the characters who are named belong to Teletoon and Cartoonnetwork. This is not intended to be racist but to be dramatic, romantic, and informative. Also, this will have more mature themes.