Disclaimer:Don't really know what went on in the holocaust. Don't know Hitler. and I don't own TDI, OR tDA, aND TDM
"I can't make it." I moaned in agony. My leg was shot down, and I wasn't going to make it any farther. "Just go without me, I'm slowing you down." I whispered, looking terrified.
I knew what my future stored ahead, and I also know, I'm not going to go out without a fight. A vicious, sniper included fight. I promised my mom before she was snatched away from me, that I would do everything in my power to not be snatched. And if I was snatched, to bitch my way through the whole camp.
"Be a fighter." My mother whispered to me, as she closed the hatch. I was buried in darkness as I heard the screeching of my own mothers voice, as she was being dragged away. I still have hope that she made it to the concentration camp, and was working hard there, but I always have the doubt that the gun shots I heard were for her.
In fact, I was sure my mother is not breathing, because she was a fighter,a legend, and she would do anything to show her fierceness.
"I'm not leaving you Court." Duncan mumbled into her ear. "Just try." He said, as he continued to help me walk.
"Your getting yourself killed." I said sadly, and yelped when the pain from my leg shot through me.
Sirens blared, as we walked farther, and farther into the woods. Duncan was helping me drag my useless body farther into the deep woods.
"I am not a killer." I said to myself, that is a lie because of what I'm letting him help. He was killing himself to help a dead girl make it through the forest.
I for one wasn't that type of person. I am rude, arrogant, and persuasive but I am not a man slaughter. And letting him do this to himself is complete man slaughter.
I slapped his arm down away from me. "Go. Get away." I said glaring at him. "Even if we made it away from them, I would bleed to death." I said groaning looking down at my leg.
"But if I let you go..." He trailed off. "They would kill you from gas tanks." He said looking upset. "And, maybe we could fix you." He said trying to be persuasive.
"And by we, you mean who?" I said trying to take another step. "There's other people where were going." He said picking our steps up.
I screeched in pain, as my leg shot warning sparks up me to tell me to stop moving. "I'm sorry!" Duncan muttered. "But we have to move faster." He said looking worried. "There catching up." He said picking up his steps more.
I bit down on my lip to stop the screaming, and listened to the noise in the background. I could hear the shuffling of our feet, and in the distance I could hear loud yelling.
"Auf diese Weise kann ich die dreckigen Juden von Meilen weg riechen!" I heard an angry German shout.
Your the filthy bastards. I muttered to myself in my head. I raised my foot up higher, and hopped faster. I don't want him to be caught by me.
"There going to find us, I'm bleeding everywhere." I said breathy. I was loosing too much blood, and I was tired.
"This is taking too long." Duncan growled and scooped me up into bridal position. He started moving faster.
I groaned in pain, I wasn't going to make it any farther. I had lost a great percentage of blood. "Just a little farther, I promise." Duncan whispered to me and he moved faster, and faster till he was running.
I yelped in pain as my shot leg bounced up and down, as he ran with my limp body in his arms. "Shush, we're almost there." He said, sounding rushed.
I closed my eyes, and tried to relax and listen to the sounds from around me. I tried to tune out the coursing pain, that my right leg was producing. I inhaled and exhaled.
I knew I had to stay awake, or there was a bad chance that I wouldn't make it. Stars sparkled from behind my eyelids from the pain I was feeling. I promised my mom I would fight, So Courtney, don't Fail, stay awake, I chanted to myself inside of my head. God help me. I can't do this, my encouraging chanting dissipated into negative waves of failure.
"Yes you can." I heard Duncan mutter to me as a tiny shack of a house came into view. "What?" I questioned him.
"You were repeatedly chanting.." "I cant do this." He said, kicking open the tiny shacks door. "They're going to find us." I said exhausted.
Duncan grabbed my face, and looked deep into my onyx eyes. "Believe in me." He said tenderly.
Duncan set me down on a table, and propped my leg up so he could remove the bullet.
Curious other people ,stuck their head up from the behind doors. "Can we help?" A tender girl called out to Duncan.
"Water, needle and a knife?" He said, glaring down at my leg.
Three people came from behind the door, and rushed around the house searching for what Duncan needed. "String?" The timid girl called.
"Jes" He called out in Jewish. She whisked to his side,and dabbed cold water on my leg to the blood.
I looked up to her face, and she was a Rosy cheek, red head. Her hair was straight with a slight curl at the end. She looked up at me when she removed the blood away painlessly, and I saw her slight blue eyes.
She was beautiful.
She opened her mouth to say something ,but was stopped by my screaming.
"Shush,I just started." Duncan said ,staring intensely at my wounded leg.
God this pain was dreadful. I continued to scream, till the rosy redhead covered my mouth with her hand.
"I'm sorry but too much noise will ruin us." She said shyly. I nodded my head and bit down aggressively onto my bottom lip.
She smiled slightly, and removed her hand. I felt the needle inside my leg, and I arched my back in pain. I couldn't help it, The pain was miserable.
"Alright, I'm done." Duncan said, looking frustrated. He sighed, and looked up at me worried. "You look dead." he said.
"Pale as a ghost." He continued.
And then, it striked me with lightning, that I felt drowsy and woozy. Like I was beaten up by a tiger.
A raging, pissed off tiger.
"Oh god." I muttered, before the lights shut out from around me. Oh wait, that was me.
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