"Chapter 2- The Fourth Reich"
Pistol shots began to crack, followed by a sheer number of screams. The three guards ran toward the south gate. Being in the east side of the station Dmitry could follow the guards south and help in the fight or head up north to his station. Why is this happening? He decided to see the fight south because he was heading south. Maybe it was just a drunk idiot who fired off a shot and the guards already got him. After passing through a number of people he saw a dead Hansa guard who was striped clean of ammo. He continued south about 15 meters away from the railcars. There he saw about 20 Hansa troops be slaughtered in a firefight by men who were also wearing leather armor with bullet proof vests. Bandits? There were about 30 of them and only 12 Hansa soldiers left. They didn't stand a chance even if Dmitry helped. So he did what everyone else did. He ran back north. As he ran he heard the screams and bullets of the firefight that he stupidly had to go see and now wished he hadn't. He was then at the same place where the three guards were. He didn't see it before until about 20 people ran into a passage way that went east. While he needed to go south, east was his only option or go back north and then head east that will make him go through the entire Metro ring. He didn't have the time. He went into the tunnel that took him east.
It was empty. All of the people were far ahead and probably at the next station. He could still hear gun fire for a few minutes than it stopped. Not even a day on his quest and now he has to go east then hopefully the next station will be kind enough to let him go south. He had been walking for several minutes till he heard talking. He slowly walked toward the sound. He saw a faint light and carefully walked toward it. Two people resting? One faintly saw him and stood up and yelled, "Get back I have a gun."
It was a woman. Didn't seem much older them Dmitry.
"Now, now… leave him alone." An older deeper voice said.
"We have nothing for you to rob. You may search us but please don't hurt me or my daughter." He said.
"I am not a robber. I came from Hansa and ran hear during the firefight." Dmitry claimed.
"We were from there to." He said "Come into the light… please."
Dmitry stepped to them. It was an old tired man in a brown coat and blue jeans.
"My name is Mikhail Porfiervich." He said. "And this is my daughter Vera."
Dmitry recognized her. It was the girl with dark red hair that was in the tent with that man.
"Yup just as well this happened." Mikhail Porfirevich said "Things that Hansa were getting really tight since I was forced to quit my job making tea. Vera here had to get a job cooking for that snotty old man with his high priced restaurant."
Dmitry looked at her if and she looked at Dmitry as if he knew what she really was doing.
"Well we best get a move on." Mikhail Porfirevich said and stood up with support of his daughter and a walking cane.
They walked slowly through the tunnel as Dmitry held the light while Vera helped her father. Mikhail Porfirevich made small talk about his days about a kid and the early days of the Metro.
Silence blew as a sign that read "Checkovskaya station. All enemies of the Fourth Reich will be shot on sight."
"Nazis." Mikhail Porfirevich said.
"We should turn back." Vera said.
"We can't, those bandits own that station now." Dmitry said.
"He is right" Mikhail Porfirevich said.
"No he isn't. He said that it was his first day in a Hansa station. Those men can't loose" Vera protested.
Mikhail Porfirevich looked at his daughter.
"The Nazis are not at war with Hanza. And plus the others who ran past us. The Nazis won't kill them and they won't kill us." He said
She looked at Dimity as if she was going to attack, then she just settled down.
They started to slowly walk toward the station.
"Tell me Mr. Porfirevich what is the Fourth Reich?" Dmitry asked.
"Well it's a long story that just breeds longer stories. Basically the Fourth Reich is trying to purify the Metro system. All pure blooded Russians. If you weren't born in the Metro or Russia, the Nazis are your worst enemy." Mikhail Porfirevich said.
"So the Fourth Reich, was there a first or a second?"
"Yes but that was way before my time. I don't pay it much mind anymore."
Mikhail Porfirevich froze making Vera stumble and Dmitry confused on why they stopped. Then he saw it. About 20 neatly placed bodies laid on the side of the tunnel. All tied, all gagged, all shot.
"Oh God!" Vera said and looked away.
Dmitry grabbed his Klash.
"No you fool!" Mikhail Porfirevich yelled. "Put it away!"
"Why?" Dmitry ordered to be answered.
"Because, there are more of them then you." Mikhail Porfirevich said.
"What?" Dmitry said confused.
Mikhail Porfirevich pointed to the wall above the bodys.
"ALL ENEMYS OF THE FOURTH REICH WILL BE EXECUTED"
Blood painted on the wall. Vera finally realized the smell.
"I want to go back." She said
"We can't" Mikhail Porfirevich demanded. "Listen Vera you are Russian. Like me and Dmitry here. We will be fine."
"They look Russian to me" She pointed at the bodies
"Listen girl. Trust me. Don't you, I am your father. Do as I say!"
The three walked on for another five minutes until a random spot light blinded them.
"Turn it off. Flashlights on." said someone in the light.
When Dmitry could see, he saw about 5 men standing at a gate. They were fortified. Sandbags, barb wire and Dmitry could even see a mounted machine gun pointing at them.
"Attention. You are trespassing on territory controlled by the Fourth Reich. Present proper ID to validate that you are a proper Metro citizen." A man with a thick Russian accent said. He was in a green combat suit with a helmet and body armor with an AK 74m rifle. His comrades seemed to dress the same to.
Dmitry gave him his passport. He read through it and compared the picture on the ID to Dmitry.
"Welcome Mr. Volonsky to Checkovskaya, enjoy your stay with safety courtesy of the Fourth Reich." The man said handing Dmitry his passport back.
Dmitry stepped forward and then remembered Mikhail Porfirevich and Vera.
"What do you mean you forgot your passport?" Mikhail Porfirevich yelled.
"I left it at work." Vera said.
"Passports!" The man yelled.
"Yes one moment if you please." Mikhail Porfirevich pleaded.
"How could you have forgotten you should have kept it with you?"
Vera got silent.
Porfirevich turned around to the man and handed him his passport.
"Ok Mr. Porfirevich you may enter." He said.
He grabbed Vera and walked forward. The man stopped him.
"She needs a passport to." He said.
"Please we forgot it when the fighting began in Hansa she is with me." Mikhail Porfirevich cried.
"Then you should have stayed at Hansa." The Nazi said.
"Then we will go back to back to Hansa!" Mikhail Porfirevich said.
"No. She is not a registered citizen of the Metro and is trespassing on territory owned by the Fourth Reich. Punishment is death!" He said and raised his Klash at her.
"NOOOOOO!" Mikhail Porfirevich yelled and with the remainder of his strength grabbed the Nazi.
Sadly the Nazi was to strong and pushed Mikhail Porfirevich to the floor.
"You swine!" the Nazi yelled and aimed for Mikhail Porfirevich. In a blink of an eye he fired at the old man.
In another blink Dmitry managed to pullout his Klash and fire at the Nazi. He felt satisfaction as about 6 holes ripped through the man's back and one in the helmet. The Nazi dropped as Dmitry blinked again and saw Mikhail Porfirevich's face and corpse unrecognizable. Dmitry blinked for the last lime as he heard Vera cry his name and as a black bag and a hit in the head took him by surprise.