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Gunter Hertz

Ex-member of the HJ; deserted

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a character in “Seeking the Blood Flag”, as played by FalloutRomanae

Description

Age
14

Date of Birth
October 12, 1931

Gender
Male

Description
Gunter is maybe 5' 3" tall and has a medium build. He has short, light blonde hair. His skin is pale and his eyes are bright blue-grey. He typically wears short pants, knee socks, leather shoes, and long
shirts with loose vests (All mute tones).

Background
Gunter was born in Hamburg, Germany on October 12, 1929. Gunter's parents died when he was 5 in an airplane crash, and when he recieved the news of his parents' death, he did not speak for 7 years. He was sent to an orphanage, where he was taught the basics that he would have learned in school. He also obtained books on Latin, which he devoured. When he was twelve years old, he was drafted into the League of Young German People. When his soon-to-be superiors came to the orphanage for him, the possibility of acceptance from these people filled him with joy. The first words Gunter said in seven years were, "Ich bin bereitwillig." ("I'm ready and willing.") However, he soon found that he didn't quite agree with their philosophies. Though his superiors indoctrinated him into the Aryan movement, he never actually believed in its teachings. He thought he did, he wanted to, but he soon realized his true mind. At fourteen he was drafted into the HJ, and soon into the fiercest militaristic regiment. Gunter participated in many battles, most of which he wishes he could forget.He was also in the Edelweiß Piraten for a short time, and this was when he got up the courage to actually defy his Nazi superiors. On April 14th he received a letter from his cousin Albert Jurgenstern warning him of the upcoming battle of Berlin. Two days later, on the 16th he had intended to desert, but his plans were foiled by Anna (see below), who refused to come with him and delayed him long enough to make him stay for the first day of the Battle of Berlin. The second day, however, he saw an opportunity to escape and took it. From Berlin he walked and hopped trains to Salzburg, where his cousin Albert lives. There he has been hiding from the remaining Nazis and the people who are coming after the remaining Nazis. During his time in the war, he made many friends, and also fell in love with one of the girls from the League of German Girls - Anna - while she was serving as a nurse. These friends cause him to be ashamed of his desertion, and he wants to get back to Germany eventually to help rebuild and to see if they made it through.

Personality
Gunter is quiet and determined. He was traumatized by his life in the war, but he is still quite a joker, and appreciates humor and sarcasm. He is terrified of the colors red and black, but he can't
seem to stop looking at them. He keeps them nearby whenever he can by keeping his swastika armband in his pocket at all times. He knows this is dangerous, but he can't stand not having it around. This is probably a symptom of his post-traumatic-stress disorder.

Other
He speaks German and Latin natively and English with a heavy German accent. He is unusually proficient with rifles and pistols for most boys his age. He keeps his old uniform in his room at Albert's bed and breakfast. This consists of a brown HJ (Hitler Youth) drill jacket with a "Deutscher Volkssturm Wehrmacht" armband, a tie, uniform shorts, and a flak helpers cap with the HJ insignia. (HJ summer uniform) He also has a HJ knife.

So begins...

Gunter Hertz's Story

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'...No need to steal... My contact... he will assist us... Follow me... shadows... not far...

'...now. Ye'll be alright... clean clothes and some water...'

A soft melody drifted into Gunter's consciousness, soothing him and quieting his mind. He saw the two others stand and he tried to do the same, but he couldn't really tell whether he succeeded or not. He walked with Abigail supporting him in a dream-like state. When they arrived at the house - or the blur of white and baby blue in front of him - the professor knocked on the door and the sounds came back to Gunter like the gunshots that killed Albert. A monster appeared in the doorway - tall and menacing. His head was like granite - white and black peppered. Gunter was glad to be pushed behind Abigail out of the sight of the thing.

'...Walter... friend... free Linz, pride of... brought friends... my home is yours...' For some reason the man was very welcoming, not asking questions. That was odd, and maybe not in a good way. In any case, they walked into the living room and sat, which Gunter was glad of because up and down were beginning to get confusing.

'...sit, my friends... Anders Bauer... personal vehicle...'

Nothing was making much sense to Gunter as he sat on the couch, but Abigail was there, and so he remained calm. She was nothing like his mother, or anyone he knew, in fact. But she was comforting in her own way. They were given new clothes to wear and they changed into them. When they were about to leave, Gunter heard Abigail say something about a glass of water for him, and soon after, he was being given water to drink. He drank it down, and it cooled his body, making him feel slightly better. The world wasn't so dizzy anymore and he could understand what was going on around him. His head and stomach still hurt, though. He stood shakily with Abigail, now ready to depart.

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Abegail accepted the shirt and trousers Anders gave her. He was apologetic that he did not have anything that would be for a woman but it was the best he could do. Abegail shook her head. “Thank you.”

Stepping into the powder room she donned the shirt. It felt odd to wear an unknown person’s clothing but it was better than walking the streets covered in dried blood. Pulling the pants on Abegail frowned. She was much shorter than Anders but thankfully he was a slender man. Crouching down she began to fold the dress slacks until they were short enough for her to walk and not trip. “If ye have ta run at all yer in big trouble. Goin’ ta trip on them, I see it now...” Abegail resolved that the first chance she got she would cut the pants and simply replace them later. She knew Walter thought the plan would be simple and easy but she was also planning ahead. The fact that running away even crossed her mind meant that somewhere deep inside she knew things was going to get harder.

Stepping out she found the men in the kitchen, Gunter finally getting a glass of water. His colour got a little better but the boy still seemed unsteady on his feet. She stood next to him, the boy in the man’s shirt and waited for Walter to lead them out. She looked at Anders and did her best to seem sincere. "Thank you for the clothing. It is appreciated." The man made Abegail very nervous.

They climbed into the vehicle that Anders had allowed them to borrow. Abegail helped Gunter into the backseat. “Ye can close yer eyes if ye like. I’ll wake ye when we get there.” Her voice was soft and the gently touched the boy’s shoulder. She felt awkward. Mothering someone was not something that came easy to her. She hoped he would sleep, just so that he would hopefully feel better.

Slipping into the passenger’s seat, Abegail gave a last look out the window where Anders stood watching them leave. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right about the whole situation, something about the ease at which the man had just gone along with it all. Shaking her head she tried to get rid of the feeling.

The ride was quiet. Abegail watched Linz pass them by. She had the urge to ask Walter how he thought they would accomplish this daring theft. Surely someone would try and stop them, then what? Her eyes turned to her colleague and she found him looking at her. Abegail tilted her head questioningly but Walter didn’t say anything.

A small frown appeared on the woman’s face but she let it go. Minutes later she looked over to find him glancing at her. By the third time Abegail was done letting it go.
“Alright Walter, ye keep starin’ over here. What is it on yer mind? Hmm?” Her voice was tinged with annoyance but she did her best ot keep it hushed in case Gunter had fallen asleep. She was worried and unfortunately her concern generally appeared as anger. It was a trait she had gotten from her mother.

The car was moving fast through the streets. Abegail knew they had to get there but she wasn’t quite ready for what they were going to do. “Look, if there is somethin’ yer not tellin’ me about this flag or what we are walkin’ in ta I think ye should tell me now. Donna leave me in the dark Walter. Ye owe me that. Ye left for a year, a year with na a word. Donna do that now.”

She turned her body in her seat to face Walter, her arms folded across her chest and a fire of fear and anger in her eyes.

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The shirt was a little big on Gunter, but he was glad to have it because it didn't remind him of Albert, and the blood wasn't sticky on his skin anymore. When Abigail thanked the man, Gunter nodded meaningfully. Herr Bauer had done them a good service, and he hated to just take it all and leave, but they were pressed for time. So they said their goodbyes and left. They got in a new car, a normal one, and began to drive. Gunter closed his eyes and fell asleep to the sound of the whirring car and Abigail's voice. And he began to dream.

A sweet, caring face smiling at him. Long, blonde braids under a cap and a splash of freckles on fair skin. Deep, brave grey eyes that threatened to envelope him. Anna! Where was she? A bright, blinding flash. His ears rang. Voices barked and shouted, 'Ducken! Die Artillerie, die Artillerie!' 'Hertz! Ducken! Hertz!' Everything was so slow. All was light and noise. Then it stopped. Everything stopped, except for one voice. A female voice. 'Gunter! Hilfe! Hil-' It was cut off abruptly by an explosion. A bright light flashed, and then Gunter felt as if he were being pushed backwards through water. He saw long, blonde braids being cut off and falling to the floor. Brave, determined grey eyes. He saw himself pleading with her to stop, to stay in the infirmary where she was safe. She shook her head sadly. She wanted to go. She needed to fight. She walked through the conscription line in her stolen uniform, pretending to be a boy, and they never suspected a thing. Either that, or they didn't care. He tried to stop her, but she just kept marching. Then he saw a small-framed corpse being dragged over with the others. He could barely tell it was her, she had been mangled so much.

Gunter jolted awake, breathing heavily. Remembering where he was, he breathed a sigh of relief and laid his head back again. It was a recurring nightmare, and he hated it. He had loved Anna, and now he worried about her. Where was she? Did she die at the Battle of Berlin? Was she now a prisoner of the Russians? Or did she manage to get away, like he did? He closed his eyes again and tried to get to sleep, but every time he started to drift off, he saw that small body, mangled like the others, on a pile, waiting to be burned. So he sat, wishing for peaceful, sweet oblivion. But it was denied him.

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Abegail's eyes turned as the boy in the back seat moved, as if coming out of a nightmare. Her eyes were full of concern but he laid his head back down and Abegail turned her eyes back to Walter. She was waiting on a response.

Instead of being met with an answer she felt the car stop. Walter turned his head to look away from her. Abegail exhaled in exasperation.

“Saints alive.” Abegail managed to growl out as she looked over at the museum. The building was imposing in the dim light of the quiet street. She didn't like it, it felt....too easy, too open.

Walter pulled the car onto a dead on street, parking just inside the woods enough to hide the car from anyone who might glance down the vacant road. Abegail stepped out, leaves crunching underfoot. Moving to the back door she opened it for the boy. Her eyes scanned the road and the trees.

“Walter, are ye sure about this?” There was a great deal of apprehension in her voice. Once Gunter had exited the vehicle, Abegail did her best to close the door quietly.

Letting Gunter fall in with Walter, Abegail walked just behind them. She kept glancing over her shoulder. Something about the streets being so quiet and empty made her feel like she was being watched.

Breathing slowly, trying to remain calm Abegail walked and eventually the group found themselves at the front of the museum.

“Do we just go in?” Her voice as a whisper.

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Gunter felt the car roll to a stop and he sat up, inhaling deeply. They were close now. The situation reminded him of his training for stealthy operations, and his paranoia began to creep in. Where was everybody? Why did the soldiers just up and move out? What were they walking into? Walter didn't seem to think they were walking into anything, but he was wrong. You were always walking into something - some trap, some deceit. But there was nothing they could do about it now. Gunter tried to quiet that part of his brain, tell it that everything was alright. Finally everything was going according to plan. But there was still that nagging doubt. Abigail's own doubt didn't do much to help Gunter. When they arrived at the front, something clicked in Gunter's mind. His training was going to help him immensely. He was going to use what the Nazis did to him against them, and that made him excited. He instantly assigned roles in his head. Walter was now his commanding officer. Anything he said must be obeyed as quickly as possible and executed as well and efficiently as possible. Gunter was under his command and with him until either of them died. And when Walter died, Gunter fought to the death for the cause. Abigail was now someone to be obeyed, but also someone to be protected.

Of course, this planning brought into stark relief the fact that Gunter had not heard anything about a plan at all. What, were they just going to wing it? He cleared his throat. "So... we do not have a plan? We do not have the floor layout of this building? We do not have the guard shifts? How will we do this without these essentials?"

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Abegail nodded and silently followed when Walter suggested they take an alternate entrance to the front door. He led them around the building. Abegail's eyes darted this way and that, she could not shake the feeling that she was being watched. The shadows cast by the building did not help her sense of unease.

Abegail frowned as Walter told Gunter they may have to subdue someone. She could here the noise inside, the movement of another person just inside the door. Janitor, curator it didn't matter. What sat oddly with her was Walter expecting the boy to help. Gunter seemed willing enough but she felt that he should not be expected to fight. She was unable to voice this though as Walter stood at the ready beside the door, waiting for his moment.

A voice from the darkness, from behind her where she had been so sure someone was watching made Abegail turn quickly, her hands clenching. She didn't need anyone to tell her who was going to be there. Like the vermin he was, Niclas made it a habit to appear out of no where. He called her Fraulein, he always called her that and it always made her sneer.

Her anger dropped, shifting to confusion as Niclas asked if Walter had told her about a trip to her homeland. Her homeland? Surely he didn't mean America. Abegail was aware he had been there she had escaped with Walter at the airport. Her head tilted, her brow knotted in confusion. Ireland then. Interesting couple?

Abegail's face went pale. She could feel every bit of colour drain, leaving her ashen. Her family, all of them were there. She could not say anything as others stepped out, seizing the trio where they stood.

She let them move her, not fighting her captor. Abegail didn't have the energy. She was trying far to hard to understand what Niclas had said, who he could be talking about and why in the name of the saints Walter had not told her that Niclas had been in Ireland. He obviously knew, Niclas said so and she knew he was tracking the nazi. A momentary panic came over her as she looked for Gunter, unsure what had happened in the time since Niclas had shown up. She saw the boy, restrained by one of the soldiers. Relief came and went quickly.

Blinking, she found herself standing next to Walter. Her voice was quiet, shaky and her eyes full of confusion as she looked at him. “Walter...what is he talkin' about? Who...who is he talkin' about? And why in heaven's name were ye in Ireland?”

There was a knot in her stomach, as if no matter what Walter said at this moment she knew it was not going to be something she wanted to hear. She needed to know though, needed to know what was going on. “Why did ye not tell me? Ye have had lots of time...”

There was hurt now in her voice, her accent thick under the fear, confusion and pain of her words as she looked at Walter.

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Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Master of Occult sciences Character Portrait: Gunter Hertz Character Portrait: Gottberg Von Adalwolf Character Portrait: Niclas W. Elberich
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Walter looked at Abigail with tremendous guilt his eyes, he knew that he had risked hurting Abigial deeply by not telling her of her parents-Their deaths. Words however were not needed, the mere reflection of sorrow and remorse wearing upon Walter's eyes was enough. Tears had built up in the professor's eyes, but before the first drop could escape Walter had turned to look at Niclas.

The bridge which linked what Walter had feared to speak aloud and the final realization of the heinous act perpetrated by the Nazi-Summed up in an exchange of glances between Walter, Abigail and Niclas Elberich.

Now smirking and greatly pleased with himself.

"Take them into the museum." The loathsome Nazi commanded.

Gottburg, the fat man in his trademark heavy leather trench coat, turned around and walked back into the museum as the three SS officers pushed the prisoners forward. It had been a particularly balmy night, certainly not the ideal weather for stalking about in such a smothering garment.

The constant profuse sweating of the bulking man disgusted Walter to no end, the pressure of the situation finally getting to him, suddenly yelling out. "Take that Goddamn heavy trench coat off you fat pig."

All heads snapping with surprise in Walter's direction. Gottburg paid Walter no attention.

Walter now turning his head in ordder to whisper to Abigail. "I'm so sorry Abby, I just thought...that if we could just get our hands on the flag...we could..."

Walter's attempts to reconcile with his colleague were suddenly thwarted by Nicals, who commanded everyone to hold their positions in front of a particular piece of art.

"Dies ein, stoppen Sie hier!" The group of captives and their captors found themselves standing before a large painting upon the museum's main displaying wall-A place of honor.

Now facing a self portrait of the Fuhrer

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Everything happened so fast. First they were about to go into the museum, next they were being taken captive - all their plans ruined. Gunter squirmed and fought against the Nazi that held him, but it was no use. They were captured. Walter and Abigail were in a heated conversation and finally Walter yelled something at Gottberg.

Gottberg. The same man that had entered their inn earlier that morning. Who could have guessed that Gunter would have ended up here, with these Americans and with Albert, Uwe, and Ella all dead? And on a quest to save the world, no less? It was mind-boggling. Well, it was the way of the world, he guessed, that peace and quiet could not be allowed. Something had to go wrong.

'Dies ein, stoppen Sie hier!' Gunter looked up and saw the portrait. He recognized it as one of the Führer's thirteen works that they had been educated about in school. This particular one was created in 1910, and Gunter had always grudgingly liked it. It had a kind of simplicity to it that appealed to him. But he couldn't stand its painter. He had ruined Germany.

Gunter's arm almost went up in the Nazi salute just out of habit and drilling. But he stopped his arm and instead spat at the painting. "Vielen Dank für stoppen." He said to Niclas. "Ich brauchte das tun."

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Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Master of Occult sciences Character Portrait: Gunter Hertz Character Portrait: Gottberg Von Adalwolf Character Portrait: Niclas W. Elberich
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Abegail shook her head. One look at Walter and she knew. Her parents were dead. Her shoulders shook just a little with silent tears. She looked up again and was met by Niclas' self satisfied face. She snarled at him, her teeth clenched.

Before Abegail could react though Niclas ordered them into the museum. Abegail balked in the hands of the soldier who moved her.

“Get yer hands off of me.” Abegail was seething. She was no match for the strength of the soldier. His fingers dug painfully into her arms. Her eyes bore holes into the back of Niclas' head as he walked just ahead of them. Abegail barely paid any attention to the large man in the leather coat.

The man holding Abegail kept leading her inwards. She wanted to get her hands on Niclas, wanted to beat him with her fists. Walter's outburst shocked her out of her anger. Abegail looked over at him, confused. Her eyes strayed to Gottburg. The large man was sweating profusely and yet still wearing the heavy leather coat. It did not make Walter's exclamation any less odd.

Again Walter's voice cause Abegail to change her focus. Her head turned, auburn hair falling loose in places from the motion. A wave fell across her face, partially obscuring her view. All she could do was nod at Walter's whispered apology. “I wish ye had told me when we were on the plane...I would have had time to...”

To what? Process and understand? Grieve? Abegail wasn't entirely sure but she knew it would have been preferred to handle the news in a private setting instead of in front of Gunter and the nazi's, especially Niclas. It made her stomach turn to know the man had seen her upset.

Niclas' voice, ordering them to stop made Abegail clench her jaw again. Her eyes lifted to the painting and then focused back on Niclas. She spit on his shoe, defiance clear on her face.

Nearby she heard someone else spit. A glance and she could see Gunter spitting towards the painting. The boy had spirit, that much was clear. Her heart sank a little knowing they had brought him into all of this. Niclas smack the boy.

“Donna touch him.” Abegail tried to lunge out of the soldier's hands towards the officer. For her effort she was rewarded with being yanked backwards firmly. A small chuckle from behind her made her seeth. The man had been expecting her to react and was clearly amused at her attempt. Abegail's chest heaved as she tried to control both her breathing and her anger. “Just ye wait...”

Abegail shook her head as she watched the soldier push Gunter into a room and the large man follow. She had had enough. Angry, tired and just plain fed up Abegail was done yelling.

Her heel came down hard on the man's foot. It wouldn't hurt him but it would make him bend out of sheer reaction. As she felt his body come forward, Abegail thrusted her head backwards. The contact of her skull to his face made her see stars for a moment. With a small yelp of pain, Abegail took off at a run towards Niclas. The soldier was holding his face now but she did not give him a backwards look.

Abegail ran straight into Niclas. She didn't care if she knocked him down or simply ran him into the closest wall or person. She just wanted a distraction, something to make everyone else stop, let Walter react. Frankly, it just felt good to hit the officer.

Elbows braced in front of her, Abegail hit Niclas in the side. Her elbow made contact with his ribs and she kept moving. Niclas grunted with the contact. “Ye bastard.”

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Gunter recoiled from the slap but then stared defiantly back at the Nazi who had struck him. "Sie sind der Verräter." Then he felt himself being pushed into another room by Gottberg, and suddenly he realized that what was about to happen. He didn't know if he could withstand torture. In fact, he didn't think he could. But he would be damned if he didn't make a good show of it. But then he realized that the Nazis had failed to search them - again. He still had his knife in his shirt, the one that they had given to him to signify their ownership of him. Well he was about to show them just how much they owned him. His heart raced in his chest, but he remained calm, breathing deeply. He felt his face flush with excitement, and the adrenaline course through him. He prepared his attack, timing Gottberg's steps with his own, getting ready to strike...

When he heard commotion behind him. Both he and Gottberg turned to look and Gunter took this opportunity to strike. He pulled out his knife, and, "Blut und Ehre!" he cried ironically as he leaped onto the big man's back, stabbing in the blade.

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Frankly, Walter was at a loss as to how he and his companions were going to get out of their current situation, the guilty feelings of not informing Abigail of her parents untimely demise weighed on him heavily-Sapping him of any desire and strength to continue. It wasn't until Gunter was taken into the small room with the maniac butcher Gottberg Von Adalwolf and Abigail's subsequent outburst of bravery and determination, that he was able to regain his rightful mind.

Walter would not let the opportunity pass him by and so he immediately took action, repeating Abigail's wonderful improvised movement, but adding to it a well placed punch to the soldiers face. Niclas was still on the floor and now this SS soldiers had joined him, Walter was now free to exit the museum, but then he thought about poor Gunter and the horrors that surly awaited him at the hands of the lunatic Adalwolf.

Walter found himself stuck between the front door of the museum and the entrance to the room where Gunter was being detained. Witnessing Abigail's flight of agility and bravery Walter realized that it was more important to save the boy, after all what could Gunter do to defend himself against the hulking Adalwolf. To Walter's great surprise and even greater delight, the youth had the beastly man at a marked disadvantage, but there was still an SS soldier to be dealt with, and to this task Walter dedicated himself.

Walter attacked the soldier and they both fell to the hardwood floor-Wrestling about.

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Within the next room Niclas was concerning himself with the acquisition of the Blood Flag, feeling that his rivalry with the two professors could wait for another day. Wiping the blood from beneath his nose with the back of his right hand he approached the painting rumored to conceal the flag. Ripping the framed picture from the wall he turned it over, then taking out his knife Niclas cutt the back of the painting. "Scheiße. Wo ist der verdammte Blutfahne."

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Back within the torture room Walter was wrestling on the floor with the Nazi officer as Gunter clutched at Adalwolf's back-Holding on to his heavy leather coat for dear life as the brutish man began to spin in place. Walter was gaining the advantage over the well trained SS officer, as Gunter was beginning to lose his grip on Gottberg's trench coat.

By the time Walter had subdued his opponent he had just enough time to turn his head and witness Gunter flying through the air. Luckily for Gunter their was a crate which was laying on its side-Open face to the front with packaging material spilling out onto the floor-Into which Gunter was safely posited. Adalwolf's body teetered to and fro as he tried to regain a sense of equilibrium and posture.

It was then that Adalwolf revealed the true reason for the constant donning of that heavy leather trench coat. Walter and Gunter looked at each other in a single unified movement, the look upon Gunter's face was of pure astonishment, whereas Walter's face gave off the impression of suspicions now answered.

"He has the Blood Flag." Gunter called out.

In his attempt to steady himself Gottberg had unintentionally revealed his secret-The infamous Blood Flag had been wrapped around his bulging frame all along.

Pulling out his Luger Adalwolf warned Walter that if he did not move away from the door the young boy would be shot in the face. Not wanting to risk any ones life Walter complied, moving to stand near Gunter on the right side of the room.

Spinning around Adalwolf exited the museum.

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They hit something hard. Abegail hit Niclas in the side and the momentum caused the pair to ram into the closest wall and down to the floor. He grunted but being quicker than she and used to combat, turned his body to grab onto the Irish woman. Niclas' hands gripped her hard and he snarled. The Nazi pinned Abegail to the floor, sitting astride her.

Abegail looked up at him, too angry to care about the fingers that were digging into her skin. He smiled down at her. The smile, the self-satisfied sneer as his eyes met hers made Abegail even angrier. Before she could say anything, Niclas moved her arms so that his knees held them down. She cried out in pain.

He scoffed at her yelp and making a fist hit the woman across her face.. Her head snapped to the side as he made contact. She slumped. Abegail was having trouble focusing. Stars danced behind her eyes. The weight was removed from her as Niclas walked away, intent on the painting.

She heard the boy yell but couldn't make out if it was in pain or defiance. Her face hurt. Rolling to her side, Abegail's hand tentatively touched her face. It was swelling already and her eye was difficult to open. Breathing out heavily she pushed herself to stand. She could see the others milling about, the confusion and chaos.

“Walter...Gunter...”

A loud crash made Abegail look up as the boy landed in a crate, he and the packing material hitting the floor. Her eyes found the large man who had tossed the boy. He was pointing a gun at Walter now. Walter moved to stand with the boy. Abegail didn't move. The man fled the museum.

Her vision blurred and things became very fuzzy. Frowning, she tried to shake the feeling off to no avail. Her knees gave way and Abegail landed on the floor.

“What...have to stop him....” Abegail was breathing deeply.

Behind her, Niclas' footsteps echoed on the floor. He was almost too calm as he stared out the door. The sneer returned. A sharp call out of orders. More footsteps as the other soldiers approached Walter and Gunter.

Abegail felt a hand on the back of her neck. It drew her up to her feet. There she stood but her feet didn't want to help keep her upright. The world spun slightly. There was breath against her ear as hands held her tighter.

“Fraulien, you are coming with me.” Abegail tried to pull out of Niclas' hands.

“Take them to the cars.”

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Gunter watched the soldier approach him, his knife at the ready. The soldier laughed to see the boy, swallowed by his clothes, trying to look threatening with his small knife. When the man got close to Gunter, the boy took a swipe at him. The man jumped quickly out of the way, grabbed Gunter's arm, and bent it backwards. Gunter cried out in pain and dropped the knife. The man twisted Gunter's arm more and grabbed the other one, twisting both behind Gunter's back. Gunter struggled and snarled, trying to get free, but to no avail. The man had him firmly in his grip, and began to march him to the car. Gunter looked back at the knife, and watched as it slowly got farther and farther away from him. His only defense now gone. He swore in German, beginning to insult the soldiers and their families. What else could he do? He was not strong enough to break free, and the soldiers were giving them no opportunities. It seemed the adventure was over.

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As could be expected, Niclas wasn't being particularly gentle with Abigail as he tried to shove her into an awaiting vehicle in the form of a dusty camouflaged Jeep. Abby of course wasn't someone to be pushed around like that, she was growing increasingly frustrated and angry, and she certainly had just cause to despise the murderer of her parents.

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Inside the small storage space within the museum a well hidden SS Officer made his presence known and immediately grabbed the young boy by the arm. Gunter turn his head to where Walter had been standing on his right, only to find that the professor had already made a break for it. From hiss perspective, Gunter wasn't sure if Walter would go directly after Gottberg and the Flag, he had only spend a very short amount of time with the professor, someone who definitely seemed on-edge. In the back of his mind at least, he wondered if Walter would save his friends first.

Of course the reason for that had already been divulged, it was guilt, but all the same, he wasn't sure. The SS Officer, with his clearly non Aryan features escorted Gunter out of the museum and dragged him forcibly to the front of the building and to the awaiting vehicle which had been parked there. Gunter was doing his best to resist the officers efforts to push him forward, kicking up dust and assorted small rocks as he dragged his feet.

"Move! you Jerry, German bastard!" The officers voice was clearly and unmistakeably American.

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Niclas, with Abigail in tow, were nearing the beige colored camouflage jeep, the embalm stuck to its side identified the vehicle as an American make and brand. Abigail had spotted yet another German officer standing by the drivers-side door with his back turned to them.

"Sie gibt, öffnen die hintere Tür für die junge Dame!" The unknown officer apparently could not hear Niclas yell his command, which made sense since the jeep was running at the time.

Several additional attempts to get the young officers attention had failed and Niclas was getting angry.

"I have no time or patients for this." Pulling out his pistol as he forced Abigail on, releasing the grip of one hand to pull the weapon from its side-holster.

"My German has gotten pretty good, huh Abby!?" The stunned Niclas heard Walter's distinctive voice call out, leaving little time for his enemy to react Walter turned around to reveal the revolver which he already had pointed at Niclas' stomach.

Abigail herself was pretty fast on her feet as she grabbed Niclas' weapon and tore it from his grip, which was loose due to the surprise of the moment. Walter and Abigail now, and for the first time, had Niclas just where they wanted him. Walter raised his revolver and pointed it directly at the exact level to reach Niclas' forehead.

"Killing me will not bring back the Frauleins parents. You do not possess the Blood Flag, nor will you ever see it again." Niclas said with a slight chuckle.

Walter then lowered his weapon "You right about one thing, at least partly. For its not my place." Walter looked at his weapon and then cast a glance at Abigail before walking away.

This left Niclas confused as he witnessed Walter walk away from the scene and return to the museum.
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As the drama in front of the museum was heating up Gunter and his captor were nearing the edge of the building, which would have brought them into full sight of what was transpiring around the corner. Suddenly, and seemingly from out of nowhere another jeep came speeding toward them. Gunter had stopped his kicking and the officer his pushing, as they both stood and watched the vehicle approach.

The jeep was clearly a German styled vehicle and so the officer wasn't too concerned about who might be piloting the speeding vehicle. The Jeep had approached from behind, so not even Abigail and Niclas could see the driver, though they would be the first to come to the realization of his identity.

To the astonishment of them all the driver was soon revealed to be that of Gottberg himself. The jeep was still some distance away when a single shot was fired by Gottberg.

Although never known as a marksman Gottberg did succeed in shooting the officer right between the eyes at this distance.

Gunter barely had time to respond before he was pulled into the Jeep as it drove by, though it never stopped. Gunter's feet dragged upon the dusty ground for several hundred feet, but was eventually pulled completely and safely into the vehicle by Gottberg.

Walter had been looking out the window and had the best advantage point from which to see Gunter being abducted.

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Gunter recoiled in surprise as the officer behind him collapsed with a bullet to the head. Gunter would have fallen back with the officer, whose corpse was still clutching his arms, but he was pulled forward by someone in the car whizzing by. The boy felt the dead officer's hands slide off of him as he was dragged along the groud at an incredibly fast speed. He winced as his feet dragged, every now and then hitting a bump in the road and jerking his legs at odd angles. Soon he was pulled into the car with whoever pulled him in, and to his horror he realized it was Gottberg. After he got over the shock, he asked in a shaky voice, "What do you want with me?"

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Abegail was too focused on Niclas. She didn't hear the other man approaching, didn't see him step behind Niclas. The click of the gun jolted her. Her surprise clear in her face.

He turned jostling her in the process. Abegail frowned. Niclas gripped her harder to hide his shock. He was trying to keep calm, that much was clear. He finished his turn, facing the officer fully on and Abegail felt the grip loosen.

Backing away from him slowly, not wishing to bring attention to herself, Abegail watched the two officers.

She stared as the officer addressed her. She didn't even bother to nod, simply turned and began to run, heading into the museum.

“Walter...I....Niclas...” She looked over her shoulder. She wasn't sure exactly what had happened but she knew she was free and that is what mattered.

Abegail pointed to the door out, “Jeep. Waiting for us.”

Abegail let Walter drive. As she sat in the passenger seat she became aware of how much her hands were shaking. Walter watched for signs of where Adalwolf had gone and Abegail was barely paying attention.

She had shot a man. A man she hated but she had shot him. Abegail was half way between tears and anger. Her eyes burned as she came to terms with trying to kill a man. Her anger burned almost as much that she hadn't actually killed him.

The jeep stopped, forcing her forward in her seat. Abegail's hands went up to stop herself from falling out of her seat. She looked around, suddenly remembering the boy. “Where...were would they go?”

Abegail's mind was trying to catch up to events. Walter asked where the flag could be tested. Abegail's eyes met his. “Library.”

Abegail was horrified. Adalwolf had the flag and Gunter. They had to get there and they had stop him.

“Walter...go...we have to stop them.”

Abegail's fingers gripped the dashboard, knuckles white. Their only chance was to get there before the man did anything to the boy or used the flag.

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"I said, 'What do you want with me?'. " No response. Gunter ceased to be scared and began to get frustrated. "Hello? Fat man! I said, - Oh, what's the use?" Gunter fell silent, thinking of what he should do. Should he jump out of the car and try to make his way back to the museum? No, too risky. He might break a rib jumping and he might get lost. Also, Gottberg would just shoot him down or drive after him. Should he try to choke Gottberg to death? No, that was idiotic, the man had a gun and - wait. He had a gun. It was a relatively unfamiliar gun, but Gunter had been trained to use a .22 caliber German Luger. He would have to risk it. He was on his own now.

'My dear boy.' A chill ran up Gunter's spine. 'We are going to the library.'

In a split second, the moment after Gottberg turned his back again, Gunter whipped out his hand, grabbed the gun from Gottberg's lap, and pointed it at his head. "Now tell me," Gunter said, his voice completely level, "What is at the library and what do you want with me?"

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The boy had pulled a fast one on Gottberg, he had managed to steal the pistol from Adalwolf's thick fingers. Gottberg hadn't thought the tike had it in him and so he wasn't holding his weapon with any great strength, allowing for the ease of Gunter's actions.

Gottberg couldn't help but smirk at the prospect of being held captive by a youngster.

There was only one remedy for this situation, an abrupt and sudden stop. Gottberg slammed his foot down on the break peddle, Adalwolf had an opportunity to brace himself, whereas Gunter was totally taken by surprise.

Gunter was forced to drop the weapon in order to prevent being slammed against the dashboard of the jeep. The heavy pistol thumped down upon the floor beneath the passenger seat, Gunter fumbled for the weapon, but before he could retrieve it Gottberg grabbed him and then pushed the boy out of the car.

Gunter hit the ground with a hard thud, giving Gottberg ample time to get out from the drivers seat and walk to the opposite side of the Jeep, approaching the bruised boy Gottberg demanding that he enter the library.

By this time Walter and Abigail were drawing closer to their intended destination, finding Adalwolf's vehicle parked in the middle of the street Walter pulled his jeep up beside it, positioning it nearer to the curb.

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Just when Gunter thought he had him, Gottberg outsmarted him. When the car lurched forward, Gunter was forced to drop the gun, and soon he found himself shoved out of the car and onto the street. "Oof!" he grunted as he hit the concrete. The wind completely knocked out of him, he lay for a moment, groaning. He wasn't given much time to recover, though, as Gottberg was now out of the car and demanding that he enter the library. Gunter looked up at the hateful man, sat up, and spit. He supposed he would just have to go along with this crazy man's scheme until he figured out just what it was, and then he could act. Rubbing his back where he had hit the concrete, he stood up and plodded into the library.

The library was a beautiful building, but Gunter was having a hard time enjoying the grand architecture and design. He had been kidnapped by a sadistic Nazi lunatic who had the key to resurrecting the worst war in world history. It wasn't a sight-seeing opportunity. Gunter watched the man closely, trying to find any clues as to what they were here for. What could he want at a library? Well, what was at a library? Books. Maybe he was looking for a book that would tell him how to use the Blood Flag? Probably not. Gunter raged at his inability to figure this one out. Walter and Abby were counting on him and he was doing what exactly? Nothing. So he decided to contribute as much as he could. As pathetic as that much might be.

Struck with a sudden idea, the boy looked around with an almost evil look. This place was so... quiet. And he had always wanted to shout in a library. He knew that what he was about to shout was illegal and he also knew that no one would probably believe him, but it was something. So he jabbed a finger at Gottberg and screamed at the top of his lungs, "HIIIIILFEEEE!!!! DIESER MANN IST EIN NAZI!!! WILL ER HITLER WIEDERAUFLEBEN!!"

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After pulling up to the curb and getting out of the vehicle Abigail and Walter made their way toward the library, they had stopped suddenly when they noticed two American soldiers walking down the sidewalk toward their position.

Not knowing if they could trust them they tried their best to remain anonymous, trying to act like a couple who were simply out for a day of sight seeing-Hoping the soldiers would not notice that they had dirty faces and road dust covering their cloths.

They were relieved to discover that had been extremely lucky, or perhaps the soldiers simply did not know who they were. Counting themselves lucky they continued to walk toward the main entrance of the library.

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"This man is a Nazi!!" Came the call from the frightened boy, his revelation showed its effect as every single person within the library instantly and in unison, turned their heads in surprise and fear. Fortunately, it was getting later on in the day and as a result there were relatively few visitors in the library.

The few visitors were slowing moving toward the only point of escape.

"Törichter junger Mann" shouted Adalwolf.

Adalwolf pulled his pistol out from his trench coat and fired several shots at the ceiling above him, the sudden burst of gunfire sent the visitors running for the exit.

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Walter and Abigail were slowly walking to the entrance when the sound of gunfire tore through the air. Without hesitation the two soldiers ran for the door, pushing several citizens out of the way, and shouting orders.

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Abegail slipped out of the vehicle. She wasn't sure exactly what was going to happen but she was determined that they would not just roll over, not now.

She spotted the soldiers and thinking quickly linked her arm into Walter's. She fell into step beside him. A woman on her husband's arm, nothing more. Her head turned, inspecting the buildings as anyone out for a walk in the pretty little town might do.

Painfully aware of how dirty her face, hands and clothes would be Abegail kept her gentlest smile and prayed they would think nothing of them.

Her concern grew into a knot in her stomach as they came closer. She held her breath. The soldiers passed and the pair moved towards the library entrance. Abegail wanted to speed up but stayed with Walter, attention now would be a bad thing.

No sooner had this thought passed when the sound of gunfire willed the air. There was chaos as people on the street panicked and the soldiers pushed passed whomever was in the way to get into the library.

Abegail released Walter's arm and ran up the to the library. She opened the door and stepped quietly inside. She headed to her right and ducked behind the closest table. She crouched and moved slowly towards the shelves. Abegail wanted to remain hidden from Adalwolf at least until she could figure out a way to stop him if the soldiers didn't kill him first.

She could see others cowering and others still trying to escape the gun brandishing man. Making it to a shelf she crouched down again and peered around it. She hoped Gunter was alright, that was her first concern. The next was what the man had done with the flag.

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The two American soldiers rushed into the library with their weapons drawn, once inside they were surprised to find that the action was up near the main entrance; the soldiers had slid some distance across the marble floor before coming to a stop a mere 30 feet from the assailant and his prisoner.

"Halt. You there, put down your weapon!" The shorter of the two officers called out to the large man in the long black trench coat.

Adalwolf raised his weapon and held it in a non threatening position, though never relinquishing his firearm.

Gottberg barked out his demands "Adalwolf, speziellen Zweig 8675. Stand Down!"

The two American soldiers immediately lowered their weapons and then snapped to attention.

"I am taking the boy into one of the private rooms. Do not disturb me." Adalwolf said as the last of the visitors left through the main exit.

Turning back to Gunter and placing the gun against his head. "Walk boy!".

Turning his head Gottberg uttered his final command. "No one is to enter the library!" The soldiers followed Adalwolf's demands and turned around to face the main entrance, their weapons at the ready.

Walter was now barred from the library, it was up to Abigail to think of a plan which could get Walter into the building.

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Gunter jumped when the man fired his gun into the cieling, crouching and covering his head with his hands. After that, panic ensued. Gunter heard the sounds of people running and screaming, then the sound of the tromp of soldiers' boots. Oh, good. he thought. The cavalry have arrived. But then Adalwolf commanded them to stand down and they obeyed. So not the cavalry. The Neo-Nazis.

'I am taking the boy into one of the private rooms. Do not disturb me.' Another chill ran down Gunter's spine. There was no escaping now. He had been lucky before, but now there was no Abigail to make a sudden move. There was no knife. There was no Walter. He felt the hot metal of the gun barrel pushed against his head. 'Walk, boy!' Gunter's mind spun, looking for an answer, looking for escape, but he saw none. He slowly stood up and began to walk the way that Gottberg had directed.

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Abegail watched the soldiers call for Adalwolf to put his weapon down. Her shoulders slumped as she heard him bark out an order and the soldiers complied.

No one was left in the library but herself, the American soldiers, Adalwolf and Gunter. Abegail began to slip into the stacks, avoiding the main door's line of sight as she tried to follow the pair to one of the rooms.

She needed a weapon. He had a gun and Gunter at the end of it. Abegail licked her lips and began to look around. She scanned the shelves. Large heavy books, unwieldy...

Abegail was frustrated. The American soldiers had blocked the door which meant unless Walter could get to another entrance she was alone in this. She wished there was a way to remind him about the hole that Niclas had blasted into the secret room. If Walter could get into the hole then he could get into the room and then into the library.

Her hand brushed the shelves as she considered her options. Fingers touched something cold, metal...Abegail looked at it. It was a sculpture, a miniature metal replica of a cannon. Not too heavy that she couldn't lift it or swing it and good enough for it to do damage if it made contact.

Abegail picked it up and began to move quietly towards where Gunter and Adalwolf had disappeared. Occassionally she looked behind her to ensure the two men did not see her.

She could not hear anything as she approached the room. The weight of the cannon in her hands was comforting. “Damn it Walter...get yer arse in here...”

Abegail focused on the door and stopping listening she hoped to hear anything, giving her a opening to come in and help Gunter.

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Adalwolf had chosen a room which Abigail knew all too well, it was the same as the one she and Walter had entered almost days ago, the room with the body. Though the two professors had assumed that the bodies and the man and woman beneath the library were decoy bodies and not that of the real Adolf Hitler and Eva Braun, Adalwolf apparently knew differently.

By the time Abigail had made her way into the private room with the familiar hole in the marble floor Adalwolf had removed his trench coat and the Blood Flag and set them down beside him. After forceing Gunter to his knees before the two wrapped up corpses and bound his hands behind his back, he then used the remainder of the same robe which he had used to tie the young boys hands and secured him to a near-by pipe.

With Gunter stuck in the corner and out of the way Adalwolf began to set up for coming task of raising his master from death's sleep. With Adalwolf's back to him Gunter immediately set out to make his escape.

Abigail had wondered why Walter hadn't used the makeshift entrance which was provided by the homicidal Nazi to gain entry into the secret room. The fact is that it had totally slipped Walter's mind, he being far too concerned for Abigail and Gunter's safety. The entrance would however be put to good use by someone else.