Bobcat-23: To answer your question the reason why Nathan showed Brooke that nasty little scene was to show her the reality of what's going on around her. She needed to witness it because she is still so innocent. She believes there is still good and Nathan wanted to show what kind of people she was dealing with. He wanted her to take things more seriously. She doesn't realize what type of place she is in. Nathan only wants to help her.
Brathan2343: Yes.. Nathan was the man that showed her the scene.
Isabel Camilla Scott: It definitely might be a while before the romance kicks in. Right now in Brooke's state of mind she absolutely hates and despises Nathan. He has to slowly win her trust along with her heart.
If anyone else has anymore questions feel free to ask, or if you're not sure about something. Just a note: I will only be writing from Nathan and Brooke's POV. The dark haired man with blue eyes will always be Nathan since Brooke doesn't quite know his name yet.
Nathan
With tired eyes, I browse around the large sorting room. About 20 young beautiful Jewish girls were roaming through loads of suitcases, sorting through all the items. Slowly pacing myself around the room, I heavily observe the women making sure they don't steal anything. Another guard posted at the door nodded to me as I pass him. As I make my way around the large table my eyes glance over at my dark haired princess. Her hazel eyes immediately look at me with a glaring hatred. I could feel the edges of my mouth curl into a small smirk as my eyes shift away from her.
She may hate me now… but what I did for her will save her life. I'd rather her hate me than end up dead. She still thinks this is all a game, but I showed her that this is not laughing matter. Death surrounds us all. Now her childish mind will evolve into a survivor. I may have scared her for life, but I did it for her own good. She will see… soon.
"Scott!" a low voice announces.
My head perks up at the guard at the door.
"Yes?" I ask with a strong tone.
"I'll be making rounds outside the door. You think you've got this covered?" he asks with a sly smile.
I immediately fight the urge to smack the ridiculous smirk off his face. With a roll of my eyes I shift my arms across my chest.
"Does it look like I really need help?" I proclaim with a nod.
The guard laughs as he quickly shakes his head.
"I'm glad to be working with you Scott. You really know how to make me laugh." He responds as he heads out the door.
I continue my patrol around the table, occasionally glancing over at my dark haired princess. As I slowly approached her, her movements seem to slow down. I knew she became aware of my presence. Her body began to tense as I peeked over her shoulder. A big smile forms on my face as her eyes glare up at me.
"Get the hell away from me!" she quietly mutters at me.
I bite down on my lower lip as the front of my body presses up against her. Her body tightens even more as she grips onto the edge of the table. My mouth hovers over her left ear.
"I thought you said you were going to kill me." I whisper into her ear.
I can see a silent shiver go through her at my words. My chest begins rising and falling rapidly as my heart begins to double. Excitement coursed through me as I inhaled her scent. An aroma of lavender and honeysuckle invaded my nose. Closing my eyes I took pleasure in this newfound enjoyment.
My gosh… Why does this woman smell so good? She smells like heaven. Never in my entire life have I ever encountered anything so delightful. Why does she have to do this to me? Why must she have this kind of effect on me? My loving God what is she doing to me?
"I will kill you… when you least expect it." She quietly hisses.
A low chuckle rumbles through my body as I back away from her. "Very well princess…" I reply as I make my way to the other side of the room. I begin to stand post by the door when something catches my eye. A dirty blonde girl of about 19 has her head completely down as she's sorting through a pile of clothing. I study her closely as her hair carefully hides her face.
My eyes narrow in on her as I began making my way to her. The blonde wearily glances up at me through her long hair. Her eyes widen as she quickly looks away from me. A bad feeling was twisting around in my stomach as I bent forward.
"Look at me." I demand to the girl.
At the sound of my voice, all eyes in the room were on me. The blonde girl cautiously looks up at me. I gently brush away the hair covering her face. My eyes widen as I look down at the girl. Fury runs through me. My fists clench as I stare at the huge swollen bruise by her cheek. I quickly bite down on the inside of my cheek to keep from yelling. The edges around the bruise were bleeding slightly. I tried swallowing the lump in my throat but it wouldn't go away.
Those fucking bastards! How could they…. When I found out who's done this… I will kill them. If it's one thing that I can't stand is this. As long as I'm posted here none of that will be taking place. I'm going to make sure that no one lays a hand or so much as touches these girls.
"Come with me." I order.
The girls brown eyes widen with fear. I gently grab a hold of her arm.
"Leave her alone!" a voice verbalizes.
My head shifts in the direction of the voice. A small smirk crosses my face as I see my dark haired princess staring directly at me.
"How cute… but I'm sorry that's not going to work." I reply with annoyance.
"Let her go you fucking bastard. I mean how pathetic are you? It's obvious you can't get a girl your age so you have to use any means force." she snaps.
I let out a low chuckle and remove my pistol from my holster and press it against the blonde's head. "If you think I'm playing around woman, you'd better think again." I hiss.
"You wouldn't" she replies a little less assure of herself.
I click back the pistol. "Try me."
My princess looks at the blonde girls face with such sadness and remorse. Guilt flickered through those hazel eyes as she went back to doing her work. I removed the gun from the girls head and replaced it back in its place.
"GET BACK TO WORK!" I yell out loud as I walk the blonde girl to the back room. Along the way I could the dark brunettes hazel eyes on me. She may think what she wants about me. But one day she will see me.. as me.
I close the door behind me as I nod for the girl to sit on a wooden crate. Her chest quickly rises and falls as I slowly approach her. Her shoulders tense as I tower above her. Getting down on one knee I gently brush the hair away from her face. My hand immediately dives into my pocket as I fetch out a small little 1st aid kit that I personally made.
"What's your name?" I ask in a soft voice as I start cleaning her bruise. Her body flinches with each touch.
"Aurelia" she whispers.
"That's a beautiful name." I reply as I start to squeeze the dark crimson from her swollen bruise. She makes a low noise as I pinch more blood out.
"I'm trying to get as much blood out from your bruise as I possibly can so the swelling can go down." I whisper as I glance at the blood spotted handkerchief. She nods as I finish taking out the blood. I pull out a small tube of crème and rub it slowly across her cheek.
"You're not like the rest of them are you?" Aurelia asks in a shy tone.
A small smile hits my face as I begin putting away my first aid kit.
"No." I reply as I begin standing up.
Aurelia glances up at me with curiosity in her eyes. "Here take this." I whisper as I pull out a large piece of bread.
She quickly looks up at me with big eyes. "I can't…"
"Please! Just take it." I respond with a gentle smile.
She glances at the piece of bread wearily before reaching over and taking it. Aurelia quickly hides it as she stands up. We both make our way to the door but I pause before opening it.
"This never happened." I respond in a low voice before pushing open the door.
A few of the women look up as I reenter the sorting room. Aurelia quickly walks back to her place as I return to my original spot by the door. All the women's eyes were back to their work, all except for a pair of disgusted hazel eyes. I glance over at my princess. Her eyes are glued to me with a fierce stare.
I wonder what she must think about me now? I bet she's thinking awful things about me… If I were in her shoes I would. Seeing me walk into another room with a girl in a place like this could only mean one thing to other people. But she doesn't know….
I tear my eyes away from my beautiful princess and stare stonily ahead. The more feelings I feel, the more pain I'm going to feel. I just need to stop feeling. As of right now… I will no longer look at her or have any communication with her. It's better if I just stopped now before someone gets killed.
I can still feel her eyes on me as I ignore every part in me to look at her.
Unexpectedly the front door quickly slams open. My head shifts to the door as David swiftly walks in. His eyes dart wildly around the room until they land on me.
"Nathan!" David urgently calls.
My attention is directly on him.
"What?" I respond quickly making my way to him.
"There's a riot happening in the men's labor sector. Kreb's needs you down there immediately." David announces.
I nod as I grab my rifle.
We both fly through the door. My feet crunch beneath the snow as we run through the different barriers. Up ahead I can hear the sounds of screaming and gunfire. White fog pants out of my mouth as we enter the men's labor camp. I begin crouching as I peek around the corner of a building. A few dozen prisoners all with farming equipment lunged at the guards with vengeance. Biting my lower lip I nod to behind me to David.
"How many up ahead?" he asks.
"Right now I see about 4 in my sight." I reply.
"Okay. This is where we part my friend. Hope to see you on the other side." David pats my arms before he rushes out into the middle of the fight.
I watch as 2 other prisoners surround him. David pulls out his pistol and begins shooting them but out of nowhere a prisoner knocks the gun out from his hand. A prisoner grabs it and takes off with it. David quickly falls to the floor as a thin prisoner slams his fists into David's face. Blood squirts out from his nose as another punch hits his face. I close my eyes as I slowly make my way into the fight.
My goal is just to knock them out. No one has to get killed.
I quietly sneak up behind the man on top of David. With the handle of my rifle I swing at the back of the thin man's head. The man immediately falls off him. I grab David's arm and pull him up.
"You alright?" I ask as I look over at his face.
Blood trickled down his nose as his weary brown eyes glance around. "Shit…" he mutters with pain. I bit down on my lower lip as I check out his nose. It's definitely broken.
"You think you'll be okay?" I ask in a rushed tone.
"Go.." he huffs.
I nod as I begin making my way across the field. A large bald man with tattered prisoners clothing came running at me full speed. A large rake was pointed out as he rushed towards me. Panic stirred in my chest as I looked at him. A few scenarios played in my head as he grew closer to me. My body began to automatically react as I dodged the large rake. The man swung at my chest as I threw myself backwards. My body fell against the freezing snow as the man intensely rammed the rake down. I quickly rolled out of the way, making my way up to my feet again. The bald man kicked at my leg causing me to drop my rifle.
Another wave of panic stirs within me as the edge of the rake scrapes the side of my face. A warm liquid oozes down my jaw line as I ram my elbow into the man's face. Automatically his rake falls to the ground while his hands retreat to his face. I shove my foot powerfully into his stomach with a short lived vengeance. The man gasps for air as he falls to his knees. Heavily panting I knee him in the face. Finally the man falls backwards into the snow.
Looking around, I spot my rifle buried deep within the snow. Making my way towards it, I reach down for my gun. A sudden force of pain shoots through my body as a shovel slams into my back. I scream out in pain as my face falls forward.
Not now Nathan come on! Get up! MOVE NOW!
My body relentlessly flips around as another force slams into my chest. The taste of metallic enters my mouth. Another hit lands into my stomach causing me to spew out a chunk of blood from my lips. I can see the thin man going down for another hit. My body quickly rolls away as I kick at both of the man's knees. The man screams in pain. I kick him once again with a brutal force to his manhood. The man's green eyes roll to the back of his head as he falls to the ground. I silently gave a thankful prayer.
Pain coursed through my body as I tried standing up. My knees wobbled as my eyes darted across the open field. Then a boy of about 15 approaches me with angry eyes. From what I can see he has no weapon. We stand a mere few inches from each other.
"Don't. I don't want to hurt you." I say in a heavy tone.
The boy doesn't respond. Instead he makes his move by lunging at me. Our bodies collide as once again I fall to the ground. The boy uses his body to pin me to the ground. He chuckles loudly as he rams his fist into my face. An overwhelming pain courses through my face. Another one of his fists hits again. I could feel blood gushing down my nose. I struggle beneath him as he grabs the sides of my face and begins pounding it into the snow. My eyes begin to roll back as more pain rushes to me.
"FUCK YOU NAZI!" he spits into my face.
I deserve this…
Another fist rams into my head. My eyes began burning as I knew blood had gotten into them. I try to use my full force of body to shake the boy but gravity was doing a tremendous job. Then the boy did something I knew I would never forget.
"This is the mark you will wear forever… until the day you die you will have to live with this."
The boy lowered his head down to my neck. Fear flickered across my eyes as I struggled even harder against him. Panic and anxiety filled me as I struggled in anticipation. A sharp stabbing pain pierces into my neck with fury. Tears leak out from the sides of my face as my fists dig into the snow. I scream out in agony as the boy burrows his teeth further into my neck. The warmth of my own blood running down my neck sent shivers down my body. My vision begins to blur as the circulation of air constricts.
At this moment the boy was caught off guard. My hands finally break through as I reach for the boy's neck. I quickly toss him off me as my hands fly to my neck. Glancing over at the boy I violently shove my foot into what I hope was his face. The boy yelps as his body falls to the ground.
I begin crawling on my hands and knees as I try to see where I'm going. But all I can feel is the coldness of the snow. Shaking my head, I sit on my knees. Please vision come back.. Oh please don't do this to me now. Please lord not now. I rub my eyes and glance down at my hands. A very fuzzy image of dark crimson on my hands comes into focus. I try wiping away at the blood in and near my eyes. My whole body ached; my hands trembled as a silent sob erupted from my torn lips. An urge filled my stomach as I hunched over onto my hands and coughed up liquid ruby. Tears mixed with blood streamed down my face as a small puddle of blood splattered into the white powder.
Pull yourself together Scott…. Come on. Don't be such a fucking pussy. Everyday people in here are dying. And here I am complaining about a few broken ribs and some blood. This should be nothing to me. To what other people have faced this is nothing.
A new surge of power filled me as I carefully stood up. From what I could see only a few people remained. I knew the majority of those remaining few were the guards. My eyes squinted down at the ground as I looked around for my rifle. I stumbled my way over to it. Reaching down, I grabbed the rifle with a strong grip.
"HEY NAZI!" a voice shouted.
Not again…
I slowly spun around. A prisoner with small blue eyes watched me with a smirk. A lump formed in my throat as I noticed the gun he held.
"Please don't do this." I pleaded at the top of my voice.
"Now you're scared. Funny how things change when things are turned around." The prisoner chuckles.
"I'm begging you." I reply.
The blue eyed man raises the gun at me. "This is what you get. This is what you deserve for all the pain you've caused. This is for the men and women you've killed. For all the families you've destroyed. And I hope to God that you go to hell. You don't get to live."
He clicked back the small pistol. My hands gripped around the trigger of the rifle. This was it. The moment of truth was now upon us. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. My eyes were glued to him as I saw his body give an involuntary flinch, indicating he was about to pull the trigger. Sucking in a deep breath I swung up my rifle and pulled the trigger. My jaw dropped open as a loud crack pierced the field. I panted loudly as the man dropped his gun. His blue eyes widened as he fell to the ground.
My eyes widen with fear as I quickly make my way to the fallen man. I fall down to my knees as more tears began to flow freely from my face.
The man now grunts with pain as his hands move up to his neck. Blood gushes from the side of his neck mixing in with the snow. His blue eyes look at me with cold and vengeful eyes. Closing my eyes I bend down and whisper silently into his ear. After a few seconds I pull back from his ear. The man's eyes change immediately. Tears fall down his face as he looks at me with softness. I reach for the man's hand with a light grip. After a few seconds the man emits a loud shriek before I see the whites of his eyes. I let out a long piercing scream into the afternoon. Suddenly a throbbing sting protrudes from my neck. I had forgotten about the blood still oozing from the side of my neck. Another wave of pain shot through me as my body finally collided once again with the snow. I glanced up into the dark blue sky as dark spots invaded my vision.
Dark haired princess I'm sorry… I'm sorry things had to end this way. I'm sorry for everything. I only wish a happy safe life for you. I wished that I could've seen your face just one last time… To smell you once more. My princess…
Blackness conquered my vision. Coldness swept over me as I finally gave into the pain.
Note to readers: Nathan only killed 1 guy which was the last dude… just to be clear. Thoughts? Do you love me or hate me?