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Niclas W. Elberich

SS Officer

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

Description

Description
6'1", 200 pounds, muscular, short black hair, mustache. Elaborately tattooed with arcane and occult symbols

Personality
Borderline psychopath, murderous, cold, calculating, excellent marksmen.

Equipment
SS uniform, standard issue fire arm.

History
Niclas is a highly decorated SS officer, but is quick to anger. Several incidents have gotten him into trouble with his superiors, but still they trust and count on him to take care of any unpleasant duties that may arise.

So begins...

Niclas W. Elberich's Story

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Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Master of Occult sciences Character Portrait: Niclas W. Elberich
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"He has a gun!!" came an arrant scream from a female attendant, who had seen the glimmer of Walter's weapon from her position behind the counter, unaware that it was Abigail and Walter who were in danger, the two frightening looking mugs in front of them going unnoticed.

Walter's head snapped toward the direction of the sound, turning his head to find three more goons quickly approaching them -with guns at the ready.

"I've decided that I hate plane and train stations." Walter said dryly.

His offhanded remark caused Abigail to turn her head and look. Walter stopped dead.

The black clad Nazi between the two larger gentleman had lowered the weapon which slightly obscured his face. "Herr Miller....." He paused slightly before continuing in far more taunting tone. "....Oh and Fraulein McHugh. So pleased to see you once again."

Walter and Abigail were utterly shocked and dumbfounded. "I guess the rumors of your violent and no doubt deserving death were greatly exaggerated." Walter retorted.

He simply could not believe his eyes -Niclas Elberich.

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Abegail rolled her eyes as the woman yelled about Walter's gun. Typical, react before looking at the whole situation. Abegail looked over at the woman but in the process spotted the people that Walter was trying to avoid. It wasn't hard to pick them out.

Three more appeared. Abegail looked at Walter, "I canna agree with ye more." She made a small promise to avoid major transporation hubs from this point on, they only seemed to bring trouble.

Abegail's blood ran cold as a voice called out to Walter and then to her. "Tell me that was ye Walter..." He wouldn't get the chance to respond and she knew in her heart it wasn't. There, standing in the middle of recent arrivals was Niclas. "No bunker and not dead." Her eyes narrowed as she stared at the officer. Instinctually, Abegail stepped closer to Walter, as if being next to him more would somehow protect them. Her hand removed itself from his, grabbing hold of his coat instead. Abegail didn't know if her hands were shaking in fear or anger.

"What do you want?" Her voice was very calm and cold as she addressed the man. There was hate burning in her eyes and it took a great deal of effort not to throw her suitcase at him. Abegail didn't know what they would do now, they were pinned down in the middle. One side had two advancing men and the other Niclas and his two soldiers. Guns were drawn and around there were innocent bystanders. This would not go well for anyone.

There were shouts around them, more yells about the guns as it dawned on people that more than just Walter were armed. She wondered if the authorities were being called and what Niclas would do if they arrived. Abegail was beginning to regret coming to Kansas. At least she had found Walter and he was alive, the bad side she found Niclas and he was also still alive.

"Is this how it will end? Being shot in an airport? There has to be something we can do."

This couldn't be it, not after so many years of running from Niclas, stopping him and his missions. No, Abegail wouldn't just lay down and let him beat them. She looked up at Walter, praying to the saints that he didn't feel defeated.

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It was not the first time when faced with Niclas that Abegail had wanted to punch the man. It also would not be the first time she had ever acted on that urge and had the situation been different, if there wasn't guns pointed at her, she would have punched him in his smug face.

She inhaled deeply and glared at him as he faced Walter. She had no idea what flag the men were discussing. Walter stay tight lipped and Niclas turned back to look at her. He demanded her letters. Abegail frowned. Her letters? What in the world did he want those for? She bit back a comment and simply sneered at the man. If he thought she was just going to hand them over he was sadly mistaken. Abegail had kept him from a great many things, a stone, a sword being just a couple of them there was no way she was handing over a few pieces of paper now.

Abegail looked over his shoulder. There were far too many people, far too many guns. She placed her suitcase down and began to open her briefcase. Taking her time and trying to come up with another solution to this when the sirens drew everyone's attention to the doors.

Abegail, while everyone else's attention was on the police decided to act. A smirk appeared, Abegail really enjoyed getting to do this part. Her briefcase, always weighted with books swung out and smacked Niclas across the face. She watched the man spin slightly, turning away from her. She grabbed her suitcase and Walter and pulled him with her. She pulled him into crowd of people closest to the door.

"Blend in, we are just professors trying to get to Austria. Let them get caught with the guns." She could see the police out front. The doors opened and the random patrons of the airport poured out towards the police. Shouts and screams filled the air. Abegail pulled Walter with her as she followed the crowd out.

A glance behind her and she could see Niclas and his men at the back of the crowd.

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The police officers were screaming for the airport patrons to make room and to calm down so that they might do their jobs in nabbing the armed intruders. The crowd far too concerned for their safety wanted out of the airport immediately, scared and panicked they rushed the front door. The police officer who had called out the command to disarm tried to scan the frantic mob for Walter and Abigail.

Both of whom passed by him within only a few inches as they made their way out of the airport and escaped into the automobile that Walter had arranged. Once safely outside Walter and Abigail could move freely, while Niclas and his henchmen escaped out the employee only exit in the back of the airport.

By the time Niclas and his soldiers could make their way around to the front of the building Walter and Abigail had already driven off in the car which had been parked a block away.

"Abby, those letters, do you still have them?" Walter inquired.

Abigail had nodded that she still possessed the letters and then she pulled them out and showed them to Walter. "Great, look at the one which references Austria. That is what Niclas was curious about."

Abigail scanned the letter, reading the name of the city mentioned in the opening remarks. "That is where we need to go."

As they drove the car to a small private airport 10 miles away Walter told Abigail about the Blood Flag.

"I know that this is perhaps a bit far fetched, but if there is the slightest chance that the legend could be true....."

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Abigail's questions caused Walter to consider a possible reason for why someone would fabricate and then stash a corpse under a library-particularly one with such a dubious history. As he knelt before the bodies the answered flooded his brain, turning his head toward Abigail's position Walter posited a theory.

"You remember what I told you about the flag-well I think that perhaps these bodies are test subjects-to see if the flag will live up to the legend."

No sooner had Walter revealed a possible explanation for the illogical placement of the two corpses the far wall was blasted out, the heavy stone fragments covered Walter and Abigail-Walter being closer to the exploding wall was knocked unconscious-Abigail remained conscious but foggy.

Abigail's last memory of that horrible dank hole was a black clad Nazi standing over her-it was Niclas Elbrich.

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Gunter had fallen to the floor of the kicthen, as the American soldier caught up to him-aiming his weapon at the young man with his finger on the sensitive trigger-he spoke to him in German.

"That is why you need to die....traitor." The look on Gunter's face was a mixture of confusion and fear.

"American! No my friend. We are a new breed. The new Nazi regime" Motioning with his weapon the Neo-Nazi forced Gunter into the front room and then up the stairs to join the other prisoners.

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Abegail nodded. She remembered what Walter had told her about the flag but she did not immediately put the pieces together. Walter kept talking and as he stated his theory that they used these bodies to test the flag Abegail almost rolled her eyes.

It was obvious. Everyone knew that the Nazi's were fond of experiments and tests. They did all sorts of things to test weapons, theories, genetics, etc. It only made sense that they would want to test out the flag's supposed properties. Abegail was slightly lost in this train of thought when the blast sounded.

Rocks, bricks and dust flew at the pair of scholars. Abegail couldn't see Walter. The blast and debris had caused her to fall backwards. She didn't have time to catch herself or slow her fall. She hit the wall behind her hard and bounced off of it and to the floor. Something was wet and dripping into her eye. Abegail pushed herself to a half reclined position. The action made her stomach turn. Blinking, she looked to the newly blasted hole in the opposite wall.

Blackness began to seep across her eyes but she got a look at the black clad man who stepped through. Her nausea increased. Niclas. He had followed them, he had found them and now there was nothing either of them could do to stop him. She couldn't hear anything from Walter and could barely make out his body on the ground. Abegail realized her ears were ringing.

Surely the blast had shaken the library, surely someone would be trying to break into the room above them....perhaps the authorities were being called.

"No...Walter...stop..." She made an attempt to reach out to stop Niclas from advancing at her or Walter. It was futile, her arms gave out and Abegail fell unconcious. Her body lay on the dirt ground, blood making a small pool at her temple.

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Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Master of Occult sciences Character Portrait: Gunter Hertz Character Portrait: Albert Jurgenstern Character Portrait: Gottberg Von Adalwolf Character Portrait: Niclas W. Elberich
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As the night approached the invading force of American soldiers dwindled down to only two officers-Thinking that Gunter and the others were too frightened to do anything brave or drastic. By the next morning the two new prisoners had arrived at the Inn and were immediately taken up stairs to the small room where the others were being retained.

Immediately upon opening the door the soldiers were rushed by Albert and Gunter-pushing Abigail and Walter aside as they broke through the two soldiers. Their actions allowed Abigail and Walter to make their own move to escape from the torture that they would eventually suffer at the hands of Adalwolf.

This was precisely the reason why Gunter and the others felt it necessary to take action at that point, their apprehensions were soon confirmed in a most terrifying manner. Making their way down the back stairs Gunter and Albert discovered the badly brutalized body of their friend Uwe-Dead.

Gottberg and Niclas were standing out in front of the building and did not hear the commotion, but then several gunshots were fired, the mortar, glass and wood framing of the dwelling had muffled much of the sound.

Luckily Niclas was standing closest to the house and was able to hear the faint sonic traces of gunfire. Adalwolf stood in his place as Niclas ran behind the building-Instinctively knowing that this would be the prisoners choice of egress.

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Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Master of Occult sciences Character Portrait: Gunter Hertz Character Portrait: Albert Jurgenstern Character Portrait: Niclas W. Elberich
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It was a long night. No one had any idea where Uwe was, and Gunter was pretty sure that they were all just waiting around to die. That was not on his plan for his life. As much as he hated running all the time, he felt they had to. They had to get out of here, or they would be killed for certain.

Albert sat on the bed and watched Gunter pace around, fretting. It was no use, really. What they really needed to do was come up with a plan. After a while of thought, he called Gunter over. "Gunter, I need you to listen to me, alright? This getting through to you? Alright. I think I may have a plan." ...

When the first light came through the windows, Gunter, Ella, and Albert waited tensely for the prisoners to come. Gunter had his Hiter Youth knife, which he had managed to conceal from the Neo-Nazis. As soon as the door so much as moved, they rushed it, pushing aside the soldiers and the two startled prisoners. "Come on!" Albert shouted to them, and they followed. After a few turns, they sprinted down the back stairs. Albert saw the bloody mess of Uwe and closed his eyes briefly, exhaling in horror. Gunter stumbled and averted his eyes. It was horrible. But they had to keep moving. Albert ran for a nearby alleyway with Gunter and Ella in tow. Once they got there, they sprinted through it until they reached a small building with one wall almost completely made up of a wooden gate. - it was Albert's shed that he kept in mild repair. It housed a Nazi Volkswagen that he had stolen from the army. He had wheeled it in at night time under a cover, even though the natives of Austria wouldn't have made a fuss that he had stolen from the Nazis. They all hated the Nazis. He had kept it there in case something happened. Precisely like what was happening right now. He ran up to the gate and unlocked the pad lock and chain, throwing the doors open. "Everyone, jump in!" he cried as he opened the door to the car and got in. They had to move fast. The shock factor of what they had done would have worn off by now, and the Nazis were probably pursuing them in an organized fashion.

Gunter had been pulled along by Albert until they reached a strange shack which Albert unlocked. To Gunter's surprise, it housed a Nazi Volkswagen. Then he jumped in on Albert's command, and so did Ella. "Come on!" Gunter shouted to the two Americans. "We have to hurry!"

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Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Master of Occult sciences Character Portrait: Gunter Hertz Character Portrait: Albert Jurgenstern Character Portrait: Gottberg Von Adalwolf Character Portrait: Niclas W. Elberich
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Abegail was being jostled around. That was the only thing she was sure of. Where she was, how she was moving and everything else about the situation made no sense. Her body hurt. A frown creased her brow. "What the hell happened?" Her mind struggled to find memories of the past few hours.

"Hours?" Had it really been hours? Abegail tried to brush her hair out of her face but found her hands tied. Opening her eyes she looked down into the lap. She was leaning against the side of a vehicle, there was a body next to her and the whole thing was moving. Abegail shook her head just slightly and a face appeared. NIclas. She remembered now, the last thing she saw was Niclas walking through the hole they had blasted in the wall. The library, the bodies....Walter.

Using her shoulder, Abegail pushed herself until she was a bit more upright. Looking out the window she had no idea where they were or where they were headed. Her lips clamped shut as she attempted to process what had happened and plan for an escape. A glance to her side, subtle as she did not want to alert the guards and Niclas to the fact that she was awake, revealed the other body to be Walter. He still seemed unconcious.

Abegail closed her eyes just a bit and tried to piece things together. They had been in the underground room in the library. It had been hidden in the floor and there were bodies in it. Walter had speculated that the corpses were test subjects for the Blood Flag. There had been an explosion and then Niclas appeared. It was the last thing she could accurately remember.

He was taking them somewhere. Why? He could have just killed them, why bring them along? Abegail sat with this question, watching through the slits of her eyelids as the outside world passed them by.

Eventually the vehicle stopped and she was pullled out. A groan escaped as she was roughly brought to her feet. "Ye canna be a little gentle? Na need ta be an arse." She glared at the man who pulled them out. Abegail blew a piece of her auburn hair out of her mouth. Bringing her composure back, Abegail turned to look at Niclas.

"Tell me, what is the point of bringing us here? We do not have anything that belongs to you." She barely controlled the sneer in her voice.

Another man, a large bulky figure joined them outside and with a flick of his hand Niclas dismissed his men to take the professors inside.

Abegail huffed as one of the guards grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. "Cannot even answer me you coward." This, the tone angry, Abegail tossed over her shoulder at Niclas before she was moved inside.

Abegail looked at Walter, wondering how hard of a bump the man had taken for him to say or do nothing in all of this. They were escorted upstairs. A door was opened for them but no sooner had it opened when a group of people came rushing out at her and the others. A yelp of surprise rose up from her throat as she was shoved out of the way of the fleeing people.

Yells and gunshots rang out. Abegail found herself on the ground, her hands still bound but the guard who had been holding her was now preoccupied with the others. Abegail looked around frantically for Walter. Despite the noise around her Abegail managed an audible hiss of his name.

"Walter!"

She crawled towards the now vacant room, not bothering to worry if her guard was going to follow her or not. She needed her hand free but the guards were on or blocking the stairs. This left her with the room as her only option. Crawling inside as fast as she could, Abegail pressed her back up against a wall, pausing to take a breath.

"What a fine you are in now Abby girl....."

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Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Master of Occult sciences Character Portrait: Gunter Hertz Character Portrait: Albert Jurgenstern Character Portrait: Gottberg Von Adalwolf Character Portrait: Niclas W. Elberich
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Felix Alfarth -exhumed
Andreas Bauriedl -exhumed
Theodor Casella *
William Ehrlich -exhumed
Martin Faust *
Anton Hechenberger -exhumed
Oskar Körner *
Karl Kuhn -exhumed
Karl Laforce *
Kurt Neubauer *
Klaus von Pape -exhumed
Theodor von der Pfordten *
Johann Rickmers -exhumed
Max Erwin von Scheubner -exhumed
Lorenz Ritter von Stransky -exhumed
Wilhelm Wolf *



May 19, 1945. Munich, Germany.


The city of Munich was heavily damaged by allied bombing, suffering 71 air raids over a period of six years. The entire city had crumbled to the ground with the dubious exception of several hundred feet around Königsplatz square, where among other things the national headquarters of the Nazi Party was located. This ungodly building had been partially destroyed by the bombing, it would later be demolished by the allies, much of the surrounding area had also been destroyed.

The only structures to have survived the allied invasion were the "Honor Temples" on the east side of the square where the remains of the sixteen Nazis martyrs (the 16 Immortals) who died in the 1923 were interd. It was no surprise that these pillar monuments would remain untouched by the war, for these were the orders given to the invading forces, the command to preserve the structures came from a joint American, German and British secret alliance.

This secret cabal worked within various divisions of the allied forces-To further their own agenda-Completely without the knowledge of their respective countries. The plan was to clear the city and secure the two sites to serve as the base for 'Operation Fourth Reich'-Being the very same location used by the Nazi for their barbaric and unholy rallies during the war.

Nine of the thirteen immortals have already been exhumed by the Russians, more are scheduled for exhumation in the next month-The October 28th deadline approaching fast.

All that is required now is to gain possession of the Blood Flag and resurrect the 16 Immortals and their leader Adolf Hitler.

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Walter and Abigail were still in a daze as they were taken out of the large German made Ford truck and shoved into the building and up the stairs to the furnished prison. The guards were behind them pushing Walter and Abigail forward, but as they approached the door the soldiers pushed the prisoners aside-Their hands still bound.

The two soldiers now standing before them opened the door; only to be rushed by the inmates within. Plowing through the soldiers and knocking the two scholars to the floor they made their escape, in the confusing of the struggle Walter and Abigail wound up inside the room. Walter was not as fortunate as Abigail, he had hit the floor in an awkward position and in much pain-Which however assisted in the breaking of his bonds.

The soldiers had gotten to their feet and after firing several warning shots they promptly chased after the Innkeepers. Walter managed to get free and after finding his way to Abigail untied her bonds and aided her in getting to her feet.

They didn't feel that they had much of a chance escaping since they would be following behind the two soldiers, they counted themselves fortunate when the soldiers, being confused by the scuffle decided to search each room for the escaped prisoners.

This allowed Walter and Abigail to sneak by them and make their way down the backstairs, they were eventually able to catch up with the Innkeepers at the small shack.

Niclas had just missed Walter and Abigail, having taken the wrong alleyway.

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Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Master of Occult sciences Character Portrait: Gunter Hertz Character Portrait: Albert Jurgenstern Character Portrait: Gottberg Von Adalwolf Character Portrait: Niclas W. Elberich
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While Abigail and Walter were introducing themselves to Albert and his companions Niclas was cursing himself for letting the prisoners escape. Meanwhile Gottberg had left his position in front of the Inn and had walked around the corner-Gottberg was just in time. The small vehicle driven by Albert was rounding the corner when Adalwolf drew his weapon and fired several shots at the passing car.

The first bullet flew passed the vehicle without hitting its mark, the second shot penetrated the steel chassis; nearly hitting Gunter in the thigh. The last projectile succeeded with its objective-The young servant girl Ella would be the first of the group to die-Shot in the side of the head with the bullet fired from Gottberg's Luger.

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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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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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Abegail fought the man's grip as he shoved her towards door and down the stairs. They approached the waiting vehicle. Through clenched teeth Abegail was hissing every curse and swear she knew, both in Irish and English.

She didn't know what they were doing to Gunter or Walter, she knew she hated this man with his grip on her and she knew she hated being pushed around. Abegail tried to stop, step on Niclas' foot as she had the other soldier. For her effort she was rewarded with a twist of one arm painfully up her back and sinister laugh into her ear.

He began to shout at the man waiting near the car. His back was to them and with each ignore shout from Niclas, Abegail's arm was wrenched further up her back. She yelped angrily. “He canna hear ye!” She turned her head to look up at Niclas.

The man, malice in his eyes looked down at the Irishwoman. He twisted her arm a bit more, watching for the show of pain in her eyes. Abegail's eyes teared up but the anger still burned. Once a tear began to fall, Niclas was satisfied with her reaction and loosened just a little.

He began shouting to the officer again and still he was ignored. Abegail felt a bit of satisfaction at Niclas' frustration. She felt him loosen his hold on one arm as he pulled his gun. Abegail contemplated possible ways to finally break free when Walter turned to look at them.

Niclas' shocked allowed the perfect opportunity. Spinning, she wrenched her remaining arm from his grasp, ignoring the pain. Her other hand clasped the gun and she pulled it along with her. With both hands on the gun she pointed it at the man who had killed her parents.

Abegail barely registered as Walter raised his weapon higher. Niclas spoke, not to her but to Walter and he dared to mention her parents and the blasted flag.

She barely hid her shock as Walter lowered his gun and looking at her, walked away. She wanted to call out to him but did not.

Niclas turned to look at her. Her eyes were still a light with anger but now confusion clouded them.

“Will you shoot me Fraulein? Will you pull the trigger?” Niclas stared at her.

Abegail was breathing heavily. “You do not deserve to live.” Her voice was oddly calm, clear and precise.

Niclas smiled. “Really? Are you to be the one to decided that?” He took a step towards her.

Abegail exhaled. “Do not move.”

Niclas, “Do you think you could do it? Could you kill a man? Do you have it in you Abegail?”

She looked startled for a moment, the use of her name from him unnerving her. “You are not a man.”

Niclas, taking two more steps towards the woman, “I am simply a man who had a job to do. Can you kill a man for doing his job...Abegail?” He used her name again, hoping to shake her more.

Abegail shook her head, “Stop.” It was barely a whisper.

A shot rang out and the sound of footsteps on the pavement sounded.

Abegail felt the gun recoil in her hand. She realized she had closed her eyes, an instinctive reaction to the shot. She didn't hear a body hit the ground. Her ears were ringing, she wouldn't hear much of anything.

Hands were on arms, pushing her backwards. Abegail still had the gun. Without thinking she pulled the trigger again.

This time she fell to her knees as did the man in front of her. Niclas had one hand on his leg and one reached up to grab Abegail by the throat.

“I am a man but I am not so easy to kill....” He squeezed and stood, pulling her with him. Abegail clawed at his hand.

Niclas snarled. “Dr Rivers...you should not have left the Fraulein alone. Come out now.” Letting his leg wound go to grab the gun that sat at his feet now. He aimed it Abegail's stomach. “Come now Dr Rivers....do not make me kill her. Not yet.”

He squeezed and Abegail's eyes went wide as she began to lose air.

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Niclas could hear the last sonic remnants of Adalfwolf's jeep as it spat dust and rocky debris from beneath its burning wheels, now driving beyond target range of his small caliber pistol.

The Nazi knew that it was very important to hunt down Adalwolf and retrieve the Blood Flag from his grubby clutches, but first he was going to deal with his long time enemies Walter Miller and Abigail Mchugh.

Niclas had a particularly strong hatred for Abigail in particular, front and foremost was the fact of her gender, one which Niclas deemed inferior.

Second to that was his disdain for her heredity and nationality. Niclas viewed all Irish peoples as drunkards, Niclas disliked Walter for similar reasons. He being from the "colored laden" lands of South Africa.

Having Been formally under the yoke of the Britannic states enhanced his immense disgust for the country and its peoples. Such was the ignorance and prejudice's of Niclas Elberich.

Only seconds after the Nazi' demands and threatening of Abigail's life Niclas heard a single click of the hammer from the firearm which had been placed behind his left ear.

"How did you!?...."

The Nazi had assumed that professor Miller had somehow quietly slipped out of the museum and by stealthy maneuvers had gotten behind him. But upon turning Niclas realized that the weapon which was now pressed against his forehead, did not belong to Walter Miller, but to one of his own men.

"I am sorry Herr Elberich, but I will not go through the horror of yet another world war." Came the words from the remaining SS Officer.

The pivot of his turning had forced Niclas to release Abigail from his grip, giving Abigail the break she needed to distance herself from her archenemy. The Officer cocked his head to the right and spoke to the professors.

"A jeep awaits you behind the museum, take it and retrieve the Blood Flag from Adalwolf before he resurrects Armageddon."

Abigail immediately joined Walter within the museum before heading for the vehicle. Driving away they had left Niclas Elberich in the seemingly capable hands of the young SS Officer.

There was only one piece of tell-tail evidence with which to determine a possible destination for Adalwolf's and his desires were the tire tracks left by the wheels of his army Jeep. Following these scant few clues Walter and Abigail traced Adalwolf's whereabouts all the way back to Lintz.

Once the jeep had crossed beyond the dirt roads and into city streets the Adalwolf's trail was lost.

The Jeep came to a sharp stop at the edge of town. "Where would Adalwolf take Gunter?" Abigail contemplated.

Walter followed with his own concerns. "Where would he go to test out the Blood Flag.?"

At that point the two professors turned to look at one another, both remembering the corpses in the secret compartment beneath the library.

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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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Gottberg was recovering from the injury to his head as Abigail and Gunter ran through the hole in the cavern wall. Beyond the small opening was yet another tunnel roughly 80 feet in diameter with a ladder leading up to the street level just behind the library. This point of egress lead directly into the alleyway behind the structure and standing at the left end of this ally was the dreaded Nazi Niclas Elberich.

Half hidden by the overshadowing building next to the library Niclas was slightly obscured, but by the time they realized it they had already ran in that direction and were now only 13 feet from him. Slowly walking backward they attempted to flee from him, only to have the other direction blocked by the bulky frame of Adalwolf.

The large Nazi moved toward them as they back away once more in the opposite direction nearer to Niclas, they were completely trapped.

The two Nazi began to argue over who would claim the Blood Flag for their own.

"Niclas, the flag is mine!" Came the first claim for the object in question.

"No, my friend. It is mine, mine to do with as I will. Mine to resurrect and command an army of the undead, an unstoppable force which will trample over this miserable planet. Then I shall erect a new world order comprised of the strongest of my regime of Neo-Nazi warriors, with myself as sole leader. I will not resurrect the Fuhrer."

Niclas' revelation stunned and angered Gottberg. "How dare you, Hitler is the only one who will rule over this planet." Abigail and Gunter found himself stuck in the middle of an impossible and terrifying prospect, one which might bring to fruition Hitler's claim of a thousand year rung of Nazi supremacy.

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Gunter grabbed up the Blood Flag as he heard Abigail hit the ground behind him and Gottberg yell. 'Go! Out the whole in the wall!' came Abigail's voice. He redirected his footsteps toward the hole. 'Run, Gunter!' He ran through the tunnel, up the ladder, into the street and through the alleyway. However, the way was now blocked by the man Gunter had come to hate - Niclas Elberich. No matter how many times this man died, he still seemed to foil them at the last minute. "No!" Gunter whispered as he slowed to a stop. As he turned to run the other way, he found that way blocked by Gottberg. Gunter stood amazed as the two began to argue like children. And then he was equally amazed as Niclas proved himself to be more selfish than Gunter thought humanly possible.

"Enough!" Gunter shouted, grabbed the Blood Flag in his teeth, and yanked as hard as he could. It hurt his teeth and tears stung his eyes. Gunter squeezed his eyes shut tight and yanked again, grunting as he did so. There was a ripping sound as the Flag was severed down the middle, and then there was a silence.

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Abegail prompted Gunter up the ladder, following up directly after him. Her lungs hurt with the effort but she had no desire to pause. They came up into the street and did not get far. A shadow that manifested into a familiar figure appeared in front of them.

“Bastard.” Abegail hissed through clenched teeth. She placed her hand on Gunter's shoulder. She didn't want him far from her, she would not let either man lay a hand on him.

The building partially blocked him but there was no way Abegail would not recognize the man. She backed away, taking Gunter with her but got no more than three steps. They way was blocked but Adalwolf. The large man had made his way out of the underground room and hauled his sizable form up the ladder after them.

A string of curses burst forth from Abegail. Adalwolf moved towards them and they unconsciously moved backwards towards Niclas. Abegail stopped. They were cornered, they would have to get past one of them in order to flee from the other.

As if paying them no mind at all the two Nazi officers began arguing over the flag. Abegail shook her head in disgust. Greed and power, it was all the two men knew.

Gunter, echoing her own thoughts yelled enough and began to rip the flag in half. At once she was both proud of the boy and terrified at what the men might do to him now. Both cared not that he was young, all they would focus on was that he had the item they wanted and would stop at nothing to get. She couldn't let them come at just him. If they were going to attack it would be at both. Abegail yanked half the flag from the boy and held it in front of her.

“Ye take more step and we rip it again.” She stepped in front of Gunter, leaving him to hold the other half of the flag. Abegail now stood between the two men and Gunter. If they each had a piece at least the attention had to be divided rather than focused.

“Where are ye Walter!” Her mind scream. Abegail wasn't sure how long they could keep this stalemate up.

She gripped her piece of the flag, mimicking Gunter she placed it between her teeth and pulled, forcing a new rip to begin. Abegail looked at Niclas, her eyes challenging him to act. Her head whipped to look at Adalwolf.

Cold anger burned in her eyes. Her voice was very calm as she spoke, “Now, which one of you is going to move first? Either come closer and watch it destroyed further or move out of our way”