Thread: The Vampiric Third Reich (Milenko x Shibby)

Harry casually walked the streets of Berlin looking as confident as if he really was Herman Schultz. Every now and then he was stopped at check points at which he shown his fake identification papers and charmed his way around the city. His first port of call was a bar downtown. In his breifing he was to meet with a man who opposed Hitler, one of the very few Germans who had to hide their political and social views in fear of being shot. Harry soon arrived at the bar and was greeted by a sea of black and grey uniforms, the bar was filled with of duty nazis of all ranks. Casually drinking away the rest of the day. Harry fought his way to the bar, pushing and shoveing as best he could as not to anger any of the soldiers. Once at the bar he waited for the bar maid to finish serveing a Gustapo officer, Harry looked over to reconise the officer. It was the man whom only a hour ago had executed a man on the trainstation platform. The officer looked happy and his uniform was still splattered lightly with blood. As the attractive young blonde bar miad came to Harry he was quick to speak. Is Otto home?.. He asked casually. Without a word the girl nodded and looked over to a door leading to a back room. Harry nodded simply before makeing his way around to the room. With a sigh of releif he exited the crowded room. He relaxed as he looked around the room with no one in sight, the curtains were drawn at every window and the only light came from a small electric lamp. Otto?... He called as he slowly manuavered around the room. Soon the barmaid came from the bar and rushed into the room, she looked at Harry breifly before opening a door to the cellar. Hes down there.. She said simply before returning to the bar. Harry looked down the dark staircase before he began to decend into the darkness. Slowly he made his way down the stiars. It was cold and damp and pitch black. As he reached the bottom of the stairs he could sense someone was with him in the darkness. Sargeant Gillan? Called a pained german man's voice. Harry turned to the direction of the voice. Yes?..Otto?.. Are you Otto Schimdt?... Harry replied as he stood in the dark. Yes I am, Iam glad you made it. I apologise about the darkness.. Iam no longer my old self.... The light hurts.. Otto replied, next think Harry heard footsteps and suddenly felt a evelope put into his left hand. The SS Paranormal and Occult Devision are based at facility south of Berlin city.. I escaped from it a week ago, they turned me into a monster.. a vampire.. Otto explained, his voice full of pain and suffering. They also have a British girl there, though I dont know if she is still human... I understand your missin is simply to investigate that facillity but you would be doing the world a favour if you destroyed it!.. Everything you need to get inside is in that envelope, they need a new physician... Harry listened whilst he began to get the feeling Otto was trying to get rid of him. but then being in the dark with a vampire didnt appeal to him. There is a truck leaveing for the facillity soon, the driver is expecting a bribe... Ive left a fitting sum in that envelope now please go!... Otto finished his explanation before going silent. Not wanting to argue Harry nodded before leaveing the basement. Once back upstairs he opened the envelope and examined its contents a notice about the physician job, some cash and crudly drawn map to and of the facillity. By now Simon knew his vampiric peers were awake, with a tired yawn he awaited their company. He kept this place running single handedly through out the day in Viktors absence. Out of all the vampires he dispised Eliza the most, after all she wasnt just a vampire she was also French. Simon had his views and opinions and thanks to Viktor and Annabella out ranking he kept them to himself, although it was quite clear he didnt like vampires. Though most of the human staff feared them, Simon just hated them. Standing naked in the darkness Viktor made his way to a old wordrobe, he opened it and pulled out his Kommendants uniform. The typically black SS officers uniform was distinctively decorated with numourous medals from different decades and different wars. Viktor's powers were almost limitless. Every evening after he woke he watched Eliza and Annabella dress, he could see in the dark and through walls. He could keep an eye on his entire facillity from one room. While he stood in a different room to his female kin they could feel his pressence. Ghostly hands caressed their bodys as they dressed, whilst his ghostly breath blew against their flesh. Good evening my dears... His words echoed in their ears even though he was nowhere near them.