Thread: Shadow Hearts 4: Descending Into The Abyss (Athene & Veinexes)

Author's Note Disclaimer This role play is inspired and based off the Shadow Heart video games. To keep with the pattern of having these set during historical eras, me and my husbandco-author, Veinexes, agreed if a fourth was ever made, it would likely be during the Second World War. While this will not be 100 historically accurate, it will have events and even some peoplenames who did exist during the Holocaust. If you think this thread may offend you or trigger any PTSD, I apologize in advance. I will not, however, hold liability for anyone who opts to read with knowing what this may and can contain. Read at your own risk. You have officially been warned. Julia Winter 13th December, 1941 Frstenberg , Germany Exact Location Ravensbrck Concentration Camp 1329 PM Under arrest?! The hell for?! I'm not hiding any Jews, nor does the Star of David label me! How long ago had she uttered that same argument? One month ago? Two? Three? She couldn't remember, and frankly, it didn't matter now. When this war began, tons of rumors rapidly spread throughout the world. No one was safe from the Nazis. Not even Germans. It had been something that Julia originally thought to be an exaggeration. What kind of nonsense was that? Nazis were, mostly, other Germans. So why would they target and hunt their own kin, so to speak? The night she got arrested, that theory got quickly debunked. Now, she was living in the former myths. Well ... as much as one could consider themselves to be 'living' in hell holes like these. A semi-messy mane of dark brown hair lifted as footfalls echoed throughout the concentration camp. With how long twenty-year-old Julia Winter had been here now, she'd gotten accustomed to a routine of sorts. It was drawing near to that time again. The one where even more experiments would be done on her. The thought made her scowl and grimace. Wasn't it bad enough they'd literally turned her into a bitch? What more were they even working on? Hadn't they gotten what they wanted? Did she even want to know the answer to any of those questions? On one hand, she actually did. Even if only to better understand what seemed to be her fate and future, if not both. And at the same time, the dread and fear within Julia was screaming 'Fuck no!'. Just count your blessings, she inwardly chided herself, hearing an almost immediate scoff echo in her head, followed by another swift quip. You call this a blessing? It is when you've been able to avoid rape. Even still, it didn't change how her life had been since getting sent to Ravensbrck. She should be out and about. On the goddamn frontlines. But not kept in this small-ass cell with barely getting anything. Literally so. Even the essentials such as clothing weren't simply handed to any of the other prisoners. Some could argue Julia had an easier stay since she was German instead of Jewish, but that wasn't true. No one had it 'easy' here. Honestly, that likely applied to any prisoner in any of these damned camps. Regardless, everyone experienced the same sensations as herself anger, disgust, despair, fear, and that was just the feelings she was immediately able to register swimming through her own brain. Her head lifted once again as a different set of footfalls caught Julia's attention. This time when she looked up, she saw an armed man standing in front of her cell. Guessing it's time? Before Julia could hear her captor's response, gun fire caused them both to turn their heads. ... Seriously? Someone's actually attacking this shit hole?! That's fine. In fact, this was maybe - just maybe - the very opportunity Julia had been waiting months to arrive. Something, anything , that would give her the chance to get out would be a blessing. Sure, it'd come with the risk of dying. But ... that was also more than fine. If she had to be completely honest, there wasn't much of a win-win. Had she stayed here much longer, that probably would have been what these fuckers would have done anyway. If Death had to be an option ... best to do so on her own terms. In this case, trying to get one of the few things she wanted freedom. Before the soldier moved away from her cell, Julia reached through the bars and pulled him back. Hard. Ensuring the back of his head slammed against the metal door. And just for good measure, she pulled him back two more times, allowing the body to slump to the floor. Whether he was unconscious or outright dead didn't matter. Grabbing the keys and using them to open her door was all she cared about. Julia then reached down, pulling the officer's Luger pistol out from its holster. And then ... she began to run. Faster than she ever had in her life. This was a 'now or never' moment, and she was not going to waste this opportunity. Last edited Nov 19, 2018