OOC:The Long Dark Trek (OPEN!!)

TheScarletBlade

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Once again,another thread that I am pumping out.Because since there has not been many threads that are not all sex based,I figured I will try to have some threads with a story that has a different objective than sex,yet it has adult themes,so sex isn't discouraged in anyway.

I have been working hard on a couple thread ideas but I think I have another good one other than a couple of my threads(The professionals and the World Below).This one is called the Long Dark Trek.It sounds like a weird,B rated horror film from the eighties,with a corny name like the Long Dark Trek yet it is a deeply involved thread.

The Long Dark Trek is a story of 6 soldiers in World War 2.Two Americans,1 Russian and two British soldiers and a French resistance officer.3 girls and 3 guys that were captured during the war that was no raging across all of the world.Now the time is the winter of 1942,America has just joined the war and Russia is fighting in Stalingrad,stopping the German advance to the east,while the American's mobilize and move across Africa,up into Italy where they plan to take down the facist leaders of Italy that control the army.Now these six soldiers were no regular privates,when they were captured,they were sent to a remote POW camp in the western edge of France,where they were held.

After a daring escape,the six soldiers: Three Girls and Three Guys,escape into the dark,cold French winter.In the country side,where they have no idea where exactly they are,German patrols on their back,they decide they have to some how get in contact with Allied troops.That means over in Russia or down in Italy where the American/British troops and fighting off the enemy.Either way,they must cross Nazi controlled German and France,without a guns,food or any sort of rations.The story is the tale of their amazing fight against Nature,Nazi and even there own inner demons.

Cast of Characters:

Derek Shields-A Captain in the American army,just recently promoted for his bravery in combating Rommel's men down in Africe with the Desert Rats.Also known for a couple of dangerous missions he accomplished for the higher ups in the army.Hes ruggedly handsome male,a pretty good shot and has a calm,keep to himself attitude yet when its time to crack down and get serious,hes a good leader and a loyal friend.

Decon Smith- An American close combat expert.A strong man,taller then everyone in the group,a true american man,loves football and enjoys a beer and a smoke.Born in the midwest,raised on his fathers farm,he is a tough guy,trained in martial arts and close combat.A sargent in the American army,he served under Derek and was captured when Derek was.

Tara Schemilick- A russian woman,she is a beautiful with long brown hair and a natural beauty that doesn't seemed to be marred by the wear and tear of the war.With serious look of determination,she plans to help the war effort in whatever way she can.Fiercely loyal to her country and with a sometime pushy attitude,she has a big heart though,hidden under a mask of anger.She tries to act tough and prove her worth.She is fluient in German,French,English and Russian and before the war was in college in Berlin.She was in the Russian Sniper division before she was captured,shes an amazing shot.

Mary Pearue- An attractive French girl,she is a member of the French Freedom forces,the underground resistance against the Germans in France.A higher up in the organization,she is a average shot and in good shape,yet she is sort of outspoken and really pushy,always speaking her mind and trying to get her way.Wanting to kill all Germans she can because during the attack on Paris,the Germans killed her parents.Hiding her sorrow for the death of her parents and the destruction of her country,she hides it with anger and tries to act in charge and tough as nails,though she really isn't.

Octavious Winley- A british soldier,a male medic.In head of the main hospitial in Africa for wounded soldiers,he is a know-it-all or least pretends he knows everything.Having gone to college and med school,hes a scientist and medic that knows a little bit about demolitions.Not really trained in heavy weapons,a good pistol shot though, he figured out the escape route and how to get out and took everyone with him. Acting sort of high class,he wears glasses and is of average height and somewhat handsome.Called Winley for short.

Sarah Blanchet- A tomboy,Sarah is a British RAF pilot.The female knight in the sky,a ace pilot,she can fly anything.Her father the man that killed the red baron,she was raised on many army bases with her father since her mother died of birth.Growing up in the cockpit,she had been flying since she was six.A air flight captain for the British,she was flying over France,looking for intellegence when she was shot down.Having vital information and pictures she hid on her body when she was captured,even though she was stripped search(I wonder where she hid them...;) ) and escaped with the crew.With this vital information she plans to get it some allied intellegence.A pretty girl,not shy around men since she was raised around soldiers,she seems more like a man than a woman yet she a has feminine side she doesn't really show.

Well before the thread can start we need six players,I will be playing as Derek.But I would really like to get this thread going so please write on this thread or pm me if your intrested,first come first serve.
 
OOC: If you'll have me, I PM'd you, but figured I didn't have anything to do at the moment so I thought I could at least possibly sway your decision on letting me in your story.

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Mary Pearue, is 28, a small woman who at one time, kept her long brown hair piled high on her head, now, cut short, she treks her way arcoss a cold land, her hazel eyes taking in her surroundings, as she remembers her life.

Mary had grown up in Paris, born in the month of March 1914, during the time that the March on Paris and the Battle of the Marne had taken place and World War I was beginning. As the War continued her parents decided not to flee Paris and head to the United States as many were doing. With wit and some deception, her father managed to keep his wife and small infant daughter alive throughout the war, until it ended in 1918 and the Treaty of Versailles was signed the following year. In 1919 Mary's father joined a controversial group and once more placed his family in danger. He was one of the 57 delegates to the Pan-African Congress and trusted friend and confident to its founder William Edward Burghardt Duboi.

At the age of 11, Mary and her parents attended the World's Fair that was held in Paris in 1925. Some of her fondest memories derive from that experience. Her love of art grows and soon she was often given tours of the Exposition des Arts Décoratifs et Industriels Modernes. Works from Jean Dunard and Émile-Jacques Ruhlmann, would bring smiles to the young girls face.

Mary's world was turned upside down when in 1939 World War II began with the invasion of Poland by German troops. France and Britian declared war on Germany. In 1940, German troops entered Paris, and her parents, dragged from their homes were shot and killed. Mary's life had been spared, because at that time she was with a group of art lovers near the Eiffel Tower. Upon her arrival home, the carnage in the streets brought anger and pain to the soft spoken woman.

After hearing a radio address by General Charles de Gaulle, Minister of War, in the French Cabinet, on July 18, 1940, Mary had become one of the 7,000 people that had volunteered to join the Forces Françaises Libres (The Free French Forces), by the end of the month. On November 18, 1941, Mary and a group of fighters joined British troops and raided a German Headquarters in Libya.

Taken prisioner Mary and several others were transported to a remote POW camp on the western edge of France. With a team of five others Mary escaped. She had been held in the camp for approximently one year. She had been abused, beatened and violated, but continued to put up a brave face. Inside however, Mary ached for the art of Paris that consumed her soul, and the love of two parents lost to her forever.
 
I like the sound of this thread very much!

I'd like the role of Tara Schemilick, the Russian sniper.
 
Well it looks like I have pretty much got all my female spots filled.I still need two guys who would be willing to playing the other two guys.For those who have joined already,I would like to welcome you aboard.It looks like the thread seemed to have got some sort of intrest,though I thought it was going to be another thread that never would get going.

TSB
 
OOC: Tara Schemilick -- in-depth character info

TheScarletBlade said:
Tara Schemilick- A russian woman,she is a beautiful with long brown hair and a natural beauty that doesn't seemed to be marred by the wear and tear of the war.With serious look of determination,she plans to help the war effort in whatever way she can.Fiercely loyal to her country and with a sometime pushy attitude,she has a big heart though,hidden under a mask of anger.She tries to act tough and prove her worth.She is fluient in German,French,English and Russian and before the war was in college in Berlin.She was in the Russian Sniper division before she was captured,shes an amazing shot.

aka: oh god, we let a history buff in here! ;)

age: 29
hair: back-length brown hair, normally done up in a tight bun (army regulation style)
eyes: dark brown-almost black.
height: 5'6"
wt: 150 lb
Her upper body is muscular, from carrying her sniper rifle, gear, ammunition, camo uniform, and quite often lifting Vladimir up to a perch.

Born May 3, 1913, Tara is the youngest daughter of an ethnic German farmer and a Russian school teacher. Her brother was one of a group of intellectuals that in the early 20th century conspired and theorized with Lenin, Stalin, and Trotsky, and when the communists gained power in 1918 on the heels of the armistice with Germany, he returned home. The young Tara listened intently at his knee, to his stories of the early communist movement. Because of his influence, the Schemilick family avoided the various massacres and purges of the Leninist and Stalinist governments before the war.

From 1920 to 1930, her German grandfather took her on several hunting trips throughout the Soviet Union and Europe, patiently teaching her how to stalk prey, take advantage of cover, and shoot. At the tender age of 7, she first fired a Mosin-Nagant rifle.

In 1931, she joined the Communist party, and applied to and attended the University of Berlin *Humboldt University of Berlin). She was active in Berlin's Communist party, and though a foreign national, was involved in activism during the election of 1932. She met a large group of English, French, and German communists and socialists, and in that fertile environment became fluent in English and French, in addition to German and Russian which she already spoke fluently. In 1933, as University of Berlin was being Nazified, she and other Communist students met, and agreed to remain as long as possible, to defy the Nazis.
In 1934, she was finally expelled, and decided it was more prudent to escape back to the Soviet Union. That same year, fearing that a war between Germany and the Soviet Union was inevitable, she joined the army.

Unlike most female soldiers in the USSR, who drove trucks, or performed garrison duty, or flew fighter bombers, Tara expressed an interest in being in the front line of fighting. She backed this up with an impressive marksman record. After completing basic training, she was recommended to marksman school, and earned her badge. She was further recommended to sniper training.

She earned top marks, placing first in her class in marksmanship, and in the top 10 overall (her slight build compared to most of her male classmates held her back, though she persisted).

From 1936 to 1939, she and her assistant Vladimir Kharinnon were assigned to a post on the Russian-Polish border. The brigade they were assigned to conducted border patrol, drills, and even several secret exercises with German army units (she felt this a mistake, as she believed Germany was Russia's biggest enemy).

She was 26 when the Nazi-Soviet pact was announced, followed by the invasion of Poland. While she found it distasteful to be working for the Nazis (however indirectly) her loyalty to the Soviet Union and the Communist party was paramount.

Since she was a long-term member of the Communist party, and had displayed loyalty to the Party and its doctrine, she was entrusted with a special mission. The night before the invasion began, she crossed the border into Poland with Vladimir, and a list of 100 important Poles to be killed before the invasion if at all possible, a list given to Commissars and select snipers. Over the course of the invasion, she killed 10 of the 100 herself. She remains ashamed, however, that only 2 of the 10 were generals; the remainder being Polish civilians that were considered to be a risk to the Nazi or Communist invaders.

She and Vladimir had been close before during peacetime: He generally spotted for her, and watched her back while she (the far better shot of the two) focused on her targets. Their relationship grew, and in 1938 they spent a night when they should have been drilling out in the Russian countryside in one another's arms, making love. The depth of their relationship intensified once they were involved in the Polish campaign. The thrill of the kill, the danger of taking live fire, drew them together into an inseparable bond. In late 1939, as the Polish campaign wound down, she found her trust in him had become so total, that the entire world melted away to her and her targets, he was there to protect her from all harm. When they found time late at night, when others were asleep, they had increasingly rough, animal sex. In Tara's mind, the kill, the danger, and the anticipation of sex became entwined.

In late 1939, she and Vladimir were transferred to Finland. They found themselves trapped in snowbound Finland as the Finns routed the Soviet army and drove them back to the gates of Leningrad. Tara and Vladimir endured a month of snow, of seeing no one but themselves and the occasional Finnish patrol. Nightly, they huddled together for body warmth, each remaining semi-conscious and able to alert the other at the approach of danger. Daily, they slinked over snowbound fields weighted down in winter camouflage uniforms. When they could they pleasured one another: their intimacy helped keep them grounded and sane. When the Soviet counterattack reached them, they were commended for their bravery and skill, and sent to a Black Sea resort to recuperate.

In 1940, they were sent back to Poland, where they served until Operation Barbarossa. In August, 1941, they and the brigade they were serving with found themselves bypassed by the forward elements of the German army, then surrounded by second-echelon troops. A two-week siege, a battle of nerves and snipers, ensued.

With supplies and ammunition dwindling, and German reinforcements arriving daily, Tara and Vladimir came to realize they would likely die. They decided to spend their last night on earth in one another's embrace. Distracted, however, they were unaware that a German sniper was able to take up an enfilade position on the church tower they were stationed in. When the German assault hit the next day, he aimed and took a sweet shot.

Tara, focused on her target, found herself jolted back to reality by a sound like an ax hitting soggy wood. She felt a spray of hot, salty fluid strike her face, and in horror she turned to see Vladimir on the ground, a wicked hole in his chest that was sucking in the tatters of his uniform. Dropping her rifle, she cradled her dying lover. He died in her arms, and for the first time in her life she cried. Deep, heart-rending sobs. 45 minutes later, the town was in German hands, and a strike team burst into the church tower. They found Tara still cradling Vladimir's dead body. The Germans were moved, one even began to cry. They posted two soldiers to guard her, prevent her from escaping, until she passed out from shock, stress, and lack of air 15 minutes later. She was one of only 10 Russians to survive.

Tara, her soul shattered, found herself in an internment camp in Poland. The Soviets interned there, some Comrades she had fought alongside in Poland and Finland, reinstalled in her her patriotism, and faith in the Party. The hole in her soul remained, but layers of anger and determination allowed her to keep going.

She was involved in two separate escape attempts in early 1942. The second time, she allowed her comrades to escape by giving herself up to the German patrol while the others dispersed into the Polish woodlands. It took only a second for her to be captured: a German soldier smashed the butt of his rifle into her head, knocking her unconscious instantly, but the delay of dealing with her gave her comrades time to escape.

Labeled as an escape risk, she was forwarded in late 1942 to an "escape-proof" stalag in western Germany.

weapons: (She considered her rifle to be an extension of herself. She is very proud of her shooting skills, and frequently brags about being one of the ten best shots in the world--which in the period 1939-1941 was true. Her skills have declined some after more than a year of captivity, but she is still a crack shot marksman. ) She is a marksman with top marks in the Mosin-Nagant 1891/30 rifle, and it is the weapon she is most familiar with. She is also rated marksman with other rifles. She is more than adequately familiar with the K98 of Germany, the Lee-Enfield No.4 of Britain, and the US M-1 Garand. She is also familiar with most other rifles used in the world, including the US Springfield and the Japanese Arisaka.
She is a pistol marksman, familiar with any automatic or revolver that she might happen to find.
She is also trained in using a submachine gun, and understands basic concepts regarding correct firing of such small, automatic weapons.

Personality: She let herself become vulnerable to Vladimir: Their relationship was based on a trust forged in the heat of battle, and reinforced in the heat of sex. She has sworn never to allow anyone else to get that close. A dedicated Communist, she is convinced that the Alliance against the Nazis will lead to the peaceful spread of Communism throughout the world. Her first dedication is to Mother Russia, and will kill, or die, for her country. Second, the Communist Party, for which she will also give anything to and including her life. Next after that is the Alliance. She harbors no hatred toward anyone, including Germans (she is proud of her German ancestry) and believes that the war will ultimately lead to a period of peace and understanding.
 
shadowoftheheart said:
aka: oh god, we let a history buff in here! ;)

age: 29
hair: back-length brown hair, normally done up in a tight bun (army regulation style)
eyes: dark brown-almost black.
height: 5'6"
wt: 150 lb
Her upper body is muscular, from carrying her sniper rifle, gear, ammunition, camo uniform, and quite often lifting Vladimir up to a perch.


What a post.. I do believe I've been intimidated.. :eek: ;) :D
 
RedHairedandFriendly said:
What a post.. I do believe I've been intimidated.. :eek: ;) :D

Sowwy... ;) :) Got a bit carried away, I do believe. God, I hope this thread gets going. Love the possibilities of this storyline.
 
shadowoftheheart said:
Sowwy... ;) :) Got a bit carried away, I do believe. God, I hope this thread gets going. Love the possibilities of this storyline.


Don't ever apologize for being through.. I rushed mine so I could nab Mary first!!

I hope so also.. but it will require strong male writers.
 
Well I do hope we get two more guys to join and take the role of the other characters,if they don't I guess I will have to just be the only guy.I am impressed with your work,I think you will do just fine.

In 1918,Derek Alexander Shields was born to Dustin Shields and Mary Shields.Dustin was a sucessful buisness man,who was a sucessful retired soldier that worked for a bank and by the great depression was one of the only bankers that kept his bank alive.Mary was a profession chief,loved by most high society and went on many trips during the roaring twenties to cook for high class officals and rich people in America.

Born in South Dakota,he was raised in a moderately sized town,somewhere around Onida,which was only a couple miles from the capital city of Pierre,which was where is father managed the bank of America.His father was a vetern of World War 1,one of the few American soldiers sent over to Europe under the command of John Pershing.His father was a nice man though,mellowed by the war and the horrors of it yet he knew all the crimes that Versilles did to German would start enough war,so he trained his son.

A general under the command of Pershing himself,he was the Generals right hand,His father had been in the army for a long time,working his way up until finally America decided to stop selling arms to the war and accutally go out and fight battles.The Americans were the true turning of the war because they wouldn't hide in the trenches,they would bring the fight to the Germans,so his father had been in many battles and his fathers group was the vangaurd of the invasion.

Derek lived in a large house that only had the basic nessicities because his father did not care to have a lot,yet they had a lot of money.He was raised running through the orchid fields,riding horses and doing hard work.When he wasn't working he was out training with his father.He learned to shoot pistols masterfully and rifles ok.His father always said "Your no sniper,thats for sure son"
What he learned to control was the power of a shotgun and the automatic guns,like the Thompson and the BAR.

At age fifteen,news of Nazi's starting to gain power in Germany and the mass murders over in Russia as Stalin started the great purge of Russia,his father got more and more paranoid of a war starting.He started consuming his sons time in training.Derek never really had any friends and wasn't trained to be very social.In high school was reguarded as Alien for not fitting in well with others.He had gotten in many fights,injurying his peers and getting regarded as a leathal weapon.After every fight,his father would punish him,telling him "With great power comes great responsibility"

Finally,in 1939 Hitler began to take out Europe,gaining help from the Russians and getting appeasement from the British prime minister Thomas.He crossed all boundries and broke all the laws sent down on Germany from Versilles and finally around the 1940's he was completely consuming the European world.In 1938,Derek had entered the Amry,at eighteen he had already been through ROTC and was able to breeze through BIT and AIT.Giving top marks,he made the rank of Captain very quickly.

A silent kind of man,he was a handsome and seemed to be able to keep control of a unit pretty well.When it came to weaponry,he was a masterful shot with the Thompson and BAR,not really a fan of bolt action.Finally,after years of just more training and waiting,he just waited for America to finally join the war,constantly recieving letters from his dad telling him that any minitue now,America would be sent full force into the war to save our British allies.

Having never kissed a girl before or seen one naked,things like that was not needed for this super soldier in training.He was supposed to be raised pretty religiously yet he didn't really believe,he lost his father after hearing all the stories of war from his father.He was a loyal soldier and a good friend though he was socially a wreck.

Finally,Pearl Harbor and killed enough Americans that sent America to war.Derek was sent as the Vangard of the American army,serving as a high ranking American commander,he was recomended for the 101st and was one of the first paratroopers ever.Flown across the sea,he was one of the Marines at El Alamien,when he was dropped deep behind enemy lines with a couple of soldiers,Deacon Smith,a close quarters man that was an average american man,telling him about all the normal teen things that Derek missed out on.Going in battle,he killed an entire armed unit of Germans,going from house to house killing Germans viciously.

When they ran out of ammo,they used their hands.Taking no bullets and killing many German soldiers with his combat knife only,he was regarded as a true super soldier and one a couple medals for bravery.He wore them with pride yet they ment little to him,all he wanted to do was to fight for his country and make his father,sitting at home in America proud.

Once again,as the Desert rats and the American forces in America continued to piss off the German Afrika corps,he was sent on a dangerous mission.Two tanks and a large group of American soldiers walked into the wrong canyon and were under heavy bombardment.Paratrooped in behind the Germans,the plan was to cross up behind some Germans,take them out and help the Americans out of the Canyon.

He was lead into a trap though.When he arrived,Derek was dismayed to find all of the Allied soldiers killed and Rommel with a squad of Armor waiting for him.Surrending,him and his troops were sent into Prisioner camps.The commander at the camp realizing that Derek was of pretty high rank and the man that had lead a massive offensive into El Alamien,he and Deacon were sent far away from American troops,after leading an escape,only to be backstabbed by a couple of his men and left to die so they could escape.

Now in Western France,near Spain,he was sent to a pretty heavy camp.Though with the help of Deacon,A Brit,A Russian Women,a French Girl and a beautiful british pilot,He lead an escape,where the five of them slipped out into the French woods.Now with vital information of a German secret weapons and a German offensive,he realizes that now they must slip either to Anzio Italy to meet British and American soldiers or to Poland where Russia was making an advance,he had to go through Nazi infested France and Germany.

During the escape,he had managed to knock out a single German soldier,gaining one stick grenade and a Kar98 with only four shots.Now its night in the French country side and the American captain is finally deciding what he has to do with the help of his new fround allies and other escapees.
 
TheScarletBlade said:
Well thanks,I am short on time so I could have done better.


Well if you produce this on a short on time moment... I can't imagine what you do with time to kill.
 
I dunno,Well this sucks,I cant seem to get any guys to join.Do you think you could try and ask a couple guys you know to at least look at the thread because we need a Deacon and a Winley
 
TheScarletBlade said:
I dunno,Well this sucks,I cant seem to get any guys to join.Do you think you could try and ask a couple guys you know to at least look at the thread because we need a Deacon and a Winley
I'll PM you..
 
Looks like you need an extra guy? I'm up for decon if you need me.
 
Ok,well since I am sitting here bored with nothing to really do except for post and since we are starting the thread after the escape,I might as well explain how the six soldiers had gotten out in the first place.

The Great Escape(Sort of)

It was finally winter,it was around Christmas time.The snow had fallen in thick here in the French Countryside and things were pretty hard out in the camp.Derek and Deacon had just arrived in the camp,it taking the Germans a while to get him all the way from Africa to western France.The work the POW's had to do was grueling and some of the things the Germans did to the soldiers was wrong(expecially the woman POW's).

The original plan to escape was brought up by Octavious Winly,a medic and scientist,the handsome yet know it all British man had been in the camp for a while,when he was taken from his hospital on the front lines of the War when Britian had finally joined to defend its Ally France.Octavious was a prestigious man yet he was not afriad of speaking to woman and had tried to get in close to Sarah Blanchet,the beautiful British Pilot.

She was not really attracted to him or didn't show it whenever Octavious had tried to dote on her,yet they had spent some time togather because they were both British.Finally one night,Sarah had told Winley about the secret plans she had in her possession and in an attempt to show is worth to the British Pilot,he had spent a while thinking about how they might escape from a camp that was said to be unescapable.

Meanwhile,In the camp there was a utter time of distress because Derek and Deacon had seemed to stir up a lot of feelings of animosity and almost a couple of riots in the Prison yards.One example: When the Germans had thrown over dirty and old,stale bread for the POW's to eat,Derek and Deacon picked it up and threw it back over the fence,challenging the Germans soldiers pride.Finally it turned into a riot that almost caused the death of many American soldiers.

ever defiant though,Derek met a german soldier that was a former American that had been sucked into the German army because he had lived in Germany after the first world war.He was the assistant warden,so he slipped Derek many things that Derek needed to get things done.He taught Derek about secret escape routes out of the bunkers that the POW's were kept in and slipped Derek a combat knife and a half loaded German pistol.

During one of his defiant stands against the Germans,Derek and Deacon had slipped out into the courtyard,sneaking past patrolling Germans to sneak into another bunker to meet a couple other German resisters.They had spoken to loudly and a guard got suspecious of them.Sneaking out,Deacon and Derek made their way up behind to gaurds and killed them,Derek's knife slicing across one soldiers neck and Deacon breaking the other soldiers neck rather skillfully.

Finally,more lights in the distance,Derek and Deacon split up.Deacon sneaking back to the bunker where he ws told to stay,he waited for Derek.Derek on the other hand had slipped into some other bunker because there was to many Germans sniffing around his bunker.When he had slipped into the other bunker,he found himself in a female bunker.Most of the girls had been asleep but he met a Russian woman,she was beautiful and she seemed to have a bit of intellegence.

Derek spent the night,speaking with her.He found out that she had hated the Germans as much as he did yet she seemed very defensive and sorrowful about but Derek didn't press the matter.An hour later,the American slipped from the bunker and made his way back to his own,slipping in unscathed.

Octavious,a highly intellegent man had finally spent enough time thinking about it.He would need a team of soldiers if he was going to get Sarah and himself out of the camp.He had finally heard about the hotheaded American soldier Derek and finally during one night,he met up with the soldier and told the American his plan.It was a fairly simple one.

The POW's were kept in a massive fenced off place with chickenwire.If you got past the metal fencing,you went right into another fence offed place with only two gates,each gate monitiored by gaurds that were always watching,with gaurd stations that sent men patrolling around the POW's area.These two massive wooden gates lead right into two German barracks where at any given time there was a number of armed troops waiting to kill anyone that was not German.Finally there was a massive wooden wall with onyl four gates,gaurd towers,lights and all sorts of armed gaurds.This thing was almost unbreakable,accept for Octavious Winley.

Octavious studied the gate gaurds and he knew the best time was at around 1:00 when the usual gaurds that were the orginal afternoon gaurd seemed to fall asleep for a while,so they could be over taken but there was still four to five gaurds wandering around the POW place,waiting for anyone to sneak out past dark and since Derek had moved in,the amount of people sneaking out was increased,so that security was been increased.

Winley knew Derek could find a small team of people to overcome the gaurds and they could sneak to the gate,open it silently and just enough to slip through in the barracks where most gaurds would be asleep as well.Finally,they would overtake mybe a German jeep of some sort and hit the main gate full on,going at a break neck speed into the French country side,giving them enough distance to escape with Sarah and mybe getting to some friendly soldiers.

Winley's plan seemed to go over well with Derek and Deacon when they got to speak about it in private.Knowing the assistant warden,he knew he could hopefully secure some supplies.He acquired a shift list of most people and valuble information regaurding how to escape.Also he was given wire cutters to cut the lower section of the fence to get out of the POW area,by cutting out the bottom silently and crawling under into the other side.

Finally,the time had come when they would escape.Over the few days it took to get the supplies,Derek had talked the Russian woman he had met-Tara- into comming along,as well as Deac.On one cold night,in the mid of December,the snow had fallen hard and it was the time to escape when the gaurd shifts would be less because no German wanted to go patrol in heavy snow.

Like wraiths,the five slipped through the darkness,sneaking out of their respective bunkers and finally meeting togather in the middle of the POW Area.Keeping low and in the darkness the three didn't exchange many words because they knew they were in danger as they heard the clomping of a German patrol man.Peaking his head around a corner,he saw the man all up tight,keeping warm as he patrolled.Raising one hand to his lips,he motioned to Deacon and the two easly over took the gaurd,Derek leading with his knife and Deacon grabbing the dying man's mouth before he could scream.

Lowering the body,they covered the man with some snow and then motioned for the others,taking the mans knife and STG.Handing the gun to Deacon,they made for a section of fence out of the sight of some of the gaurds,they began to snip the wires of the fence.Slipping through the fence,the five of them keep in the shadows,sneaking silently through the snow.The Russian woman,used to the winter the most,lead them towards the gaurd tower where a soft light came from the window.

Peaking a head over,Tara reported she found only a german officer holding a woman in there,trying to make advances on the woman rather forcefully."We have to help the girl" Derek said as he peaked his head over to see the girl try to fight back yet she couldn't when a gun was involved.Looking to Deacon,Derek found support in his idea and everyone seemed to agree as well.Finally,Derek,Deacon and Tara entered the room.Derek armed with a knife,Deacon with the STG and Tara with their pistol.Tara was the first one to fire.She was an amazing shot and had hit the man in the head.

Helping the woman to her feet.She was a french woman know as Mary."We are escaping,you might as well come with us instead of going back into the camp" Derek said as he and Deacon move to get a hold of the gate.Pushing it open,it came open only slightly.Taking a step back and motioning towards the gap in the gate,Deacon grinned and whispered "Ladies first"

Tara entered first,with the pistol they had taken from the killed gaurd.Derek and Sarah following with Deacon and Winley comming through last.They found themselves in the middle of a German road,a barracks right infront of them with only a soft light comming from inside.Taking a break,the soldiers crouched and talked amongst themselves about what they needed to do.

Finally,they approuched the barracks,staying out of the light,keeping the shadow like a protective cloak around them,they made their way past the barracks,keeping under the windows and finally across the way into where they found a German jeep sitting in the snow.It had a Nazi flag on the front of it,with a fun tank of gas and the keys already in the ignation.

Also,luckly they found a small cache of arms and soon everyone was armed with German guns.Offering to drive,Sarah took the drivers seat.She was a pilot but also very good at driving many automobiles.Starting the engine,it roared to life as she hit the gas pretty hard,not afriad of the Krauts.Riding armed in the back,Tara,Derek and Deacon with Winley in the front,offering to protect Sarah.

It wasn't long before the German alarms began to go off and rounds were beganing to get fired at the Jeep.Wizzing by,screaming into the night,bullets went by as Sarah hit the gas,the Jeep going down the dug out roads.Derek and Deacon began to open fire,Automatics crying back as they held them steady,bullet hitting a couple of passing Germans.Armed with a Kar98,Tara took measured shots that seemed to hit dead on each time,though she didn't fire as much.

Alarms and lights looking for them,Winley fired his Automatic as well,spraying a couple of soldiers as they came out dumbfoundedly from many buildings around the camp as a shot pierce through the windshield.Keeping the gas on,Sarah rounded a curve and aimed for the front gate,German soldiers moving to stand infront of it,she called out "UP Ahead!" trying to speak over the guns being discharged in the back.

Gaining balance,Deacon and Derek began to fire their guns over Winley and Sarah towards the soldiers in the front gate,hiting most of them.The rest jumped out of the way as a tank went flying though the main gate and off the shoulder of the road,down a large incline towards the snow covered German forest.

The jeep crashed with a loud resounding thud and the sound of creaking and melting metal.A fire had started in the engine and the passangers and been sent flying into the snow around it.The first on his feet,Derek had quickly pulled the others to their feet,urging them to come on.Deacon,Derek and Winley discarded their guns,out of ammo they were useless.

Helping Tara to her feet,Derek easly lifted her weight and set her on her feet.Laying in the snow a few feet ahead of her was he Kar98."It still has about four shots left in it that I never took" She said in her Russian accent in almost perfect english.Picking it up and handing it to her,Derek called out to the rest of them "Lets get out of here,the Germans will be here any minitue now".

He was more than right because less than a second later,gun fire from the roar above them began to rain down upon them,Germans screaming out at them and guns firing at the soldiers and they ran full force into the deep snow of the forest,quickly out running and dodging the sight of the German patrols.It was around four and they finally had a break from running.The six crouched in the snow,deep in the forest,their panting breaths seen in fog in the cold winters air.Now it was time to decide what to do.
 
It's weird that Winley is the only guy left, and he is probably the one I'd want in the first place. I'll take him, if it's still open.
 
Seriously? well then,welcome aboard.It looks like we finally have enough people to start,thats a good thing.
 
I'm glad we are set... now it is 3:00am.. I'm off to bed... I have just posted a very loooooooong Goddess post and I think this Goddess/Medievil/Hotel Manager/Swinger/Erotica student/Stranded shipgirl/1942 POW French Freedom Force Volunteer/SuperModel want-to-be/Spy/Art Maven/Witch... NEEDS SOME SLEEP!!!

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