Sex: 1942 [Opened]

[GamerEmpire]

I can't remember comming across a thread about WWII. This follows the Nazi side of the story. Rape, love, hate, and death. Allied soldiers and cilvilans may also be characters. No important figures [Hitler, Churchill, Eisenhower etc.]

This takes place in Germany and German-Occupied France. This takes place before Operation Overlord [AKA D-Day]

THIS DOES NOT HAVE TO BE TRUE TO HISTORICAL FACT!

Name: Lt. Alexander Kias
Side/Nationality: Nazi German. German
Weapon[if soldier] Kar98k bolt action rifle, MG34 squad support machine gun, and Lugger pistol
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Green
Hight: 6 ft 2 in
Weight: 132 lbs.
Bio: Kias was born rich. He joined the Nazi army for purely do to his heavily anti-Jewish upbringing.
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Alexander leaned on a tree, he was commanding a squad of soldiers at the east gate of Berlin. He lit a ciggerate and another man walked infront of him.

"Those things will kill you some day"

"Shut up." Alexander snapped back. He felt troubled times were ahead

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Name: Heidi Thorrstein
Side/Nationality: Allied/German
Weapon[if soldier] If she needs to fight, she will use anything she can grab
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Ice blue
Hight: 5'4"
Weight: 112 lbs
Bio:

Heidi was in the University of Berlin in the fatal year of 1933. She watched in horror as Jews and Communists were dragged out of their buildings by their hair, stripped, and beaten. She swore then that she would do anything she could to destroy the Nazis.

She found herself in contact with the German Communist party. As the war begain, her friends encouraged her to join the medical corps. She found herself able to obtain many interesting Nazi secrets, and filter them to the Soviet Union through her Communist friends.

IC:

Heidi was in the passenger side of the ambulance, as it pulled up to the eastern side of Berlin. It was a lull time, for her at least. She was being rotated home after several grueling months in a service hospital in Poland, putting together German soldiers, and sending German secrets to Soviet agents.

The ambulance parked, and she got out, glancing at a group of German soldiers.

"Those things will kill you some day"

Sooner rather than later, she thought hatefully.

To their faces, she smiled and waved.

"Hello boys. Heading out to the front, or just back from it?"

She hoped they were being sent to the Soviet Union so her Comrades could slit their throats.

 

[boatwarrior]

Jean Patrice Desjardins
French Resistance based on the Maginot Line area to gather intel on the Germans
5'11"
156 lbs.
brown hair, blue eyes
M-1911 .45 ACP hidden ummm somewhere.
description: Classified


IC:
Jean Patrice sat there in his beat up Renault staring out at the rain. Grabbing the half empty bottle of Chateau Mouton of the passenger seat he grumble to himself, " I hate these midnight border watches, they're so damned boring"
Lately watching for German movements on the border had slowed up since the fall of Paris. The brass back in London were hungry for infomation, and there was non to feed them. Hopefully that would soon change

 

[GamerEmpire]

Alexander simply gave the girl a stare, lady or not she might not be that loyal as she seems

"Why do you ask"

"Tell me young lady, are you loyal to God, and to Hitler. Or are you one of them. The Jews, the Americans? I think the only way you can save yourself now is GO INSIDE. Keep your ass there, and don't even come out again. We can't worry about sex or loyailty in crossfire.

 

[Diana_Villiers]

Camille Auger
A student at the Université Paris, and new member of the French Resistance
Long light red hair, blue eyes, fair skin
5'6", 120 lbs

IC:

A figure in a black trenchcoat slipped unnoticed across the hilly field. It was raining so damned hard, she needn't have bothered with the scarf and fedora: no one could see her, let alone recognize her. Camille tapped on the window of the Renault and tipped the brim of her hat up.

"It's me, Desjardins, open up! I've got some papers you might want to take a look at."

She pulled her coat tighter around her while Desjardins fumbled with the bottle of wine in his lap.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Heidi was shaken after the encounter with the Germans, but she started to feel better loading medical supplies into the ambulance.

She shrugged it off. He was a Nazi pig. Such vile creatures could not be expected to show any kind of decency.

Besides, she was being sent to France, to work in a medical station near the French-German border. She had no contacts, yet, in that region, but her contact in Poland had told her that there were allied agents all around Europe. They would get her in contact with the correct people.

With the ambulance loaded and ready, Heidi and several other doctors and nurses made the long drive from Berlin to Western France.

 

[GamerEmpire]

He left it alone, but still suspicsos about the look in her eyes. He tested the bolt on his KAR, making sure it was loaded, and then stood with the barrel pointing upwards, looking proffesinal for the citizenry, commanders orders.

 

[GamerEmpire]

Sorry for spam but BUMP-UP-MY-POST BUMP

 

[shadowoftheheart]

The hospital was not too bad, she had to admit. Mostly German and French doctors and nurses. There were a few German soldiers, and a few of the French Collaborators who had been wounded fighting the French Resistance. The work was light, but she was warned that there were frequent air raids in this area. The allies seemed to know better than to hit the hospital, but each air raid meant that German and French soldiers and citizens would be brought in in droves.

They were in Germany, but close enough to France that occasional Resistance raids occured in the surrounding area. There was also a nearby prison camp, and occasionally a prisoner would be sent here for treatment, instead of merely going to the camp's infirmary.

She had a chance to settle into her room, lie down wearing just her undies and white stockings, relaxing.

Yes, she would be helping the German military in one sense, but in another sense she would soon have contacts in the Resistance that she could feed German information to. Maybe she could even find a way to help an Allied soldier escape to freedom.

Her eyes closed, and she dreamed about her girlhood on a farm in Saxony. The memories of a simpler time put her into a deep, restful state, for the first time since the war started.

 

[GamerEmpire]

A higher rankeing officer whispered something in Kias' ear and they hopped into a tank that rode off towards a small airport. The 12 soldiers inside plus about 20 at the airstrip boreded a plane that took off, they were heading for the border. As some defense was needed against the Allied air raides. Which will take place in about 10 hours. It touched down at a larger airport as the men poured out and awaited orders.

 

[boatwarrior]

"Ah Bonsoir Mademoiselle, you must be Camille non? Come, Come get out of the rain. Now what is it that you have for me?"

"Merci Monsieur, I have orders for you."

The young woman handed me the packet of papers . As I read the new orders, I could feel my face changing from the shining smile of seeing the beautiful woman, to one of grim concentration. "Putain Salauds, it seems they want me to recon a hospitol in Berlin, and if possible find a sympothieser to our cause."

Then looking at the fresh new face next to me, I smiled " And look here it says I can ask you to come along, you thing you're up to it."

 

[Diana_Villiers]

"I'm always up for it, monsieur." It would be Camille's first business for the Organization outside of Paris; her position as one of the Université's brightest physics students had allowed her to act as a courier, entering and leaving the labs at odd hours. Now it seemed she was moving up in the ranks.

She crossed her legs as Jean-Patrice started the engine. "Let's see how convincing we can be, hmmm?"

 

[boatwarrior]

The Renault hummed down the road, the rain drowning out the little light coming off the headlamps. "Camille reach back and grab the black bag from the back seat." When she had returned squarely to her seat, I asked her to open it up and grab the contents from it. She pulled out two small buttons with a swastika in the middle of each circled by the words "Le Groupe de Nazi" and two rings, that looked strangly like wedding rings. "Ok here's our cover story, we are newlywed Nazi converts on our honeymoon, you know to see "the Fatherland", and that should get us across the border alright."
Camille stared attentivley, being her first real assignment, and not wanting to mess it up.

"I am Monsieur Albert Boucher, and you will be Madame Karine Boucher. Any questions so far?"

 

[Diana_Villiers]

"Karine Boucher," Camille repeated, and slipped on the wedding ring. "Viva la Reich," she sighed ironically. "I do have one question--where will we be sleeping? In a hotel? Surely it would arouse suspicion if we didn't share a room."

 

[GamerEmpire]

An alarm, they had come early, a bomb was about 100 feet from him, scrambling for gover, Alexander felt debreis slash across his face, He ran over to a large turrent, an 88MM AA gun, and fraintcly shot at the aircraft, the largest bomber was shot down, but several were still going with rapid succesion. A couple bombs landed
so close to Kais he felt the shockwave. He fired on, shooting another down before they all started to head North.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

She heard the air raid sirens, the distant blasts of the bombs, and the flak guns go off.

She started off the bed, panicked, and ran to the bomb shelter, unaware that she was only in undies and white stockings. There were other nurses, doctors, and patients, in various states of dress, so she didn't feel too bad. She knew too, that a number of patients could not be moved, so there were doctors and nurses that had to stay with them. If a bomb hit the hospital accidentally, they would certainly be killed.

In a matter of minutes, the bombs stopped, and she started to blush a deep, heated red. No bombs even came close to the hospital, as usual, and she started to leave.

When a hand touched her shoulder.

"Monsieur Albert Boucher, and Madame Karine Boucher. Not their real names. Dress, and prepare to meet them. They are going to Berlin, and will need information from you. Comrade."

She never saw him, which is how it needed to be. His accent sounded French. There were, of course, French Socialists and Communists. She had met several at the University of Berlin. Her circle there included several Russian, French, and English communists as well as Germans.

Still humiliated at her state of dress, she slinked back to her room. She wasn't sure how she was supposed to meet these French contacts, but probably they knew to meet her somewhere.

 

[boatwarrior]

After travelling for about an hour and a half, Jean-Patrice pulled the beat up little car off the highway on to a winding dirt road. "Ah the rain is finally letting up a bit, thats a good sign." A short 3 kilometers down the road they pulled up to a run down little cabin. "We need to stop here for a bit, I have a few things to grab, and we will need work on our cover story."
The door creeked open as Camille and Jean-Patrice pushed their way in. "Maurde!" Camille shrieked at the sight of the withered old man in the corner. "It's alright Ma Cherie, That is Claude, and he is going to make this story more believeable." The old man just smiled as he jestered Camille behind a changing screen. There she found a long elegant wedding dress. Her eyes lit up as she disappered behind the blind.
15 minutes later she came out from where she had been changing. Jean-Patrice was there waiting in a tuxedo and Claude stood there with a camera. A backdrop of a church had been set up. "We need photographs and we have the certificate to sign, along with Der Furher's permission to enter Das Reich. Camille tensed up alittle as Jean-Patrice's arm moved around her shoulders. A few photos were taken, the usual ones, holding hands presenting the rings, etc. For the final shot, Jean-Patrice drew Camille close to him and looking deep into her eyes, brought her lips up to his, holding the passonate kiss. When both were totally relaxed, Claude to that last picture.
"I'll have everything finished in about an hour and a half, then you will be ready to go." claude remarked as he disappered in to a small, dark room.

 

[Diana_Villiers]

Camille was flushed as she pulled away from the kiss, but she was determined not to let her emotions get in the way of her first assignment. Jean-Patrice was looking down at her with a strange expression on his face, almost as if-- no, he was a professional, they were both professionals, he was only playing a part. She shifted her weight from foot to foot and bit her lip; his hands were warm on her back. It must have been a full minute since Claude had disappeared to develop the photos, but she and Jean-Patrice had barely moved.

"So-- we'd better change back, I suppose." She hesitantly stepped back, and walked a few feet toward the screen where her blouse, skirt, and jacket were. "Would you mind helping me with my dress?"

 

[boatwarrior]

Jean-Patrice gladly followed Camille behind the screen. "Right over here Monsieur." she said calling him over with her finger. As he approached, Camille turned around lowered her neck, and pulled her beautiful red hair away from the back of her neck. Jean-Patrice felt his erection start to come alive as he slowly approached. Camille shivered a little as Jean's hand brushed her shoulder, then slowly moved down to the buttons of the elegant dress. Camille let the shoulders slide down just alittle with each button that was released. Staring at the gorgeous woman was the most pleasent thing he had seen since joining the resistance. "Dieu, vous tres belle, ma petite." Jean-Patrice gasped. As the last button was unlatched, he peered over the top of her shoulder, catching a glimpse of the unexposed top of her breast. "The straw that broke the camel's back." Jean-Patrice thought, bringing his head down, softly kissing behind her left ear, then a couple down her neck. Quickly pulling his head back,"Pardon Madamoiselle, je suis desole."

 

[shadowoftheheart]

She got dressed, and found a piece of notepad paper on her bed. Instructions, where to go to meet her contacts.

Dressed, with a pass from the hospital commander, Heidi got into the Kubelwagon (decorated with a white square and red cross to indicate it was a hospital and not a military vehicle) and was driven by another staffer to a small cabin. Yes, this is what the paper said. To come here.

The car stopped, and Heidi got out.

She walked up to the cabin door, and knocked.

 

[boatwarrior]

Klaus Baummen
Interrogator, Gestopo
5'8" 136 Lbs
Luger 9mm

Herr Baummen stepped out of his staff office after the last bombing. Berlin was still smoking heavily. A young Waffen SS private had walked up to the small frail looking man, "Herr Baummen, I found the the man you were looking for sir."
"Who?"
"A Lt. Kias, sir, he's a platoon commander with one of Field Marshal Otto's PanzerGruppe, but sir, the just left for the French border."
Baummen continued to glance over the Lt's record book, final lifting his eyes, "Send a message to Otto,'The enemy has spies in Das Vatterland: Lt. Kias has the skills and good Deutch upbringing that I want on my team, give him this invatation."

 

[Diana_Villiers]

Camille gasped as Jean-Patrice's lips met her neck. Surely this wasn't part of the act, there was no one around to impress! Could it be he felt the same attraction as she did?

Her face flaming, she turned around to look him in the eye. "Why are you apologizing?" she said, trying to act flirtatiously.

 

[boatwarrior]

Camille's eye caught him like a trap. He tried to pull away, but unable to do so. "Ici ma femme." he said pulling her to him. She felt wonderful, her warm body pressed against him. They drew toward each other, lips finally coming together. Their tongue rolled together, as they breathed together in unison. Camille's dress had slipped down just enough, that when she moved back just abit, Jean-Patrice looked down to be greeted with her heavenly breast. Moving down her chest, his mouth aimed for her inviting nipples, only to be pulled back as a knock came at the door. "MAURDE!" they both cried at the same time. Camille quick drew her dress back up, as Jean-Patrice grabbed a pistol off the table. He slowly opened the door. He was surprised at the sight of a nurse standing in the doorway.

 

[GamerEmpire]

Kias was handed a letter. "Another whine ass complaint from the top" he groaned. He opened it and after a long pause turned to the young soldier that had handed it to him. "Have a car ready for me to take me to the airport, I am required to return to Berlin with due haste" A few minutes later he was climbing into a staff car.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Camille's eye caught him like a trap. He tried to pull away, but unable to do so. "Ici ma femme." he said pulling her to him. She felt wonderful, her warm body pressed against him. They drew toward each other, lips finally coming together. Their tongue rolled together, as they breathed together in unison. Camille's dress had slipped down just enough, that when she moved back just abit, Jean-Patrice looked down to be greeted with her heavenly breast. Moving down her chest, his mouth aimed for her inviting nipples, only to be pulled back as a knock came at the door. "MAURDE!" they both cried at the same time. Camille quick drew her dress back up, as Jean-Patrice grabbed a pistol off the table. He slowly opened the door. He was surprised at the sight of a nurse standing in the doorway.

Heidi jumped back when the Cabin's door was opened by a man holding a pistol, with a look of frustration on his face. She also saw a woman who looked flustered, smoothing down her dress.

"Ummm.. Monsieur Albert and Madame Karine Boucher? I ... was told I would find you here. I understand ... you are touring the Fatherland. Going to Berlin?"

This was easier with NKVD agents. The Soviets always met her, told her what to do, and got the information from her quickly. Almost as efficient as the Gestapo, in fact.

This was awkward to say the least. She wasn't entirely certain that these two were here contacts. And even if they were, they most definately did not look happy to see her. She realized with a start that she had not even given the code phrase!

"Umm.. Your long journey will soon be over."

Was that it? She thought so. It was supposed to be in French, but French was not a natural language for her, so she said it in German, hoping that these two would understand.