angel wolfe once forgoten for my friend katt love u chika and ben for being there for me when life knocked me down 
love u both to death 
 
 
 chapter one  
 
August 4th 1943 
This marks the day that allied forces  flooded Berlin, capital of Germany. The German put up a good fight but the allies fought harder. Hoarding the most advanced weapons such as; machine guns, fighter planes, and grenades that would last a life time. The allies took no precautions no short cuts in the war. 
 However every one of the allied soldiers where bone dead tired, ready to return to their families. Only a few where thrilled by the war, who craved the sensation that came with the extermination of every Nazi soldier in their path and weren’t disturbed by the brutality of the world today.  
Those are the crazies, the outcast. Even in war. 
Benjamin Q. Hayz was one of those outcasts. He was over four thousand years old he didn’t care what those humans labeled him as. He lived to kill that was what he was bread for, to kill and nothing more. Well he may stop to play along with society every once in a while out of pure boredom but other than that all he did was kill. 
He traveled all the realms, which he was aloud in, portraying himself as a hit man or assassin if you will. Killing whoever he had been hired to and then some. He was in the realm of roka, a realm of dragon demi gods, when he was hired by the council member of this disgusting realm called earth. 
He hated the place as soon as he stepped foot through the portal.  That is until he saw the monstrosity the realm was in. bodies lay everywhere piled five to six feet above ground, bombs gently flowing down until they hit the ground destroying everything in its path. He could get used to it here. His murders would go unrecognized by any of the humans. 
Blah! Humans! Worst creatures ever created a nuisance and a waste of a realm. This realm would be better without them. He had to tolerate them for the sake his assignment. But he had finished that months ago. He had been so caught up in the war and the killings he couldn’t leave. It was a total free for all.  He was welcome to any one he wanted to kill without penalty. 
Every day he woke with a huge smile knowing he could freely kill those sick minded Nazi’s. 
MIDNIGHT 
Anna couldn’t see anything but the back of the man’s bare back as she ran. She couldn’t feel her legs any more she wanted to stop and take a break but the man wouldn’t let her hand go. He would stop only for a few seconds before taking off again.  
She couldn’t remember who this man was. Only that he was important, and she couldn’t remember why they were running.  She’d ask him why they were running and who he was over and over again, but he’d never say anything. Just keep running and running. 
     They suddenly came to a clearing where a group of gloomy distraught creatures awaited them. 
Their lips moved but shouldn’t hear what they were saying. She attempted to read their lips but for some strange reason she couldn’t. 
 Then out of nowhere the man falls blood oozing from his mouth and nose. 
 Against her will her knees plopped to the floor next to him horrified. However she did not have time to ponder what happen to him now.  
 The gloomy creature was running toward her now blade extended, but before she could try to defend herself she found herself alone in the dark ,but it was dark only for a few minutes before she was devoured by another dream completely forgetting the others. 
Oh this isn’t a dream Anna realized as she peered upward to see her mother Dunkley swaying over her a sneer branded on her face.  
How she kept finding beer in the middle of a war baffled Anna. 
"What the hell you crying ‘bout gal!” Sharon snapped kicking Anna side. 
She sat up scratching her head confused. She whipped at her eyes and sure enough they were wet.  
Weird she thought. Why in the hell had she been crying? She dug deep inside her memories attempting to solve the mystery tear shed only to come a blank 
She shrugged it off. 
You betta shut the fuck up before the Russians find us” with one more kick to the side and Sharon wobbled her way to the corner. 
Weird.    
The sound of sirens wailing outside woke Anna from her dreamless sleep. She kept her eyes closed in hope of when she finally opened them she would be snuggled in bed her father calling her name from downstairs after making blue berry pancakes. 
Mmm! Blue berry. 
With a little bit more confidents Anna opened one eye. Disappointment hit as she took in the ran down dirty shack that was the safe house. She looked around at everyone’s tired stressed faces. Her eyes fell apron her mothers and surprisingly chubby little brothers glaring faces. 
Out of nowhere a bunch of fist came thrashing down on her. 
"You lil bitch” someone whispered slashed yelled. 
All that damn crying and screaming the Russians gonna find us,” someone else didn’t bother to lower their voice. 
Now if her father was here he would’ve calmed everyone down with his smooth talking, but since he wasn't she took it like a man.  
Wait crying, screaming. She wasn't crying nor screaming. Why would she be? Dodging most of the enraged fist that where hammering her sides and face, she waited patiently for everyone to finish before finally speaking. 
"I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She tried to remain as calm as she. 
 "How in the hell you not know!” her mother spat with another kick to the side 
 "Will you stop kicking me?” Anna exclaimed shooting up from her crouched position. 
"Shhhh!” everyone exclaimed in perfect union as the sirens wailed louder outside. 
"Look what you done did.” Her mother snapped 
"Well you shut up” it took everything in Anna’s power not to slap the shit outta her. 
The room finally fell silent. 
Anna sighed in relief as the sirens came and went .she was ready for this war to be over. She was tired of waking up to the sounds of sirens wailing, planes flying, and the bombs –oh god the bombs. Worst of all was this disgusting rat infested moldy shake she had been calling home for the past two years. 
Everyone here was crazed, or somewhere close to it, and starved. Everyone not including her, surprisingly chubby little brother joseph. The food was scarce, and most of the rations that had been scavenged where no good and had to be thrown out. However water was no problem at all. They had enough water to last a lifetime. It was figuring out what was safe to drink and what wasn't that was the problem. And retrieving the water without being seen by the Russians was becoming a big problem.  
"Ugh” Anna sighed plopping down. 
Well at least I’m still alive. She thought  
Sirens! Those damn sirens. Benjamin hated those damn sirens. They ruined his killing mojo. Trying his best to ignore the sirens he continued to pound the German’s face in. or at least who he thought to be a German solider. The dead man wore a German uniform so he had to be a solider-Right? 
Oh well too late now. Benjamin shrugged he was suddenly bored with his toy and dropped it so it lay at his feet. He went to follow the marching allies when he heard the ground crunch behind him. 
He turned at the waist to see a shorter than him German shaking like a leaf a clinching a white flag in each hand. 
Pathetic, not even worth Benjamin's time. Out of pure boredom he quickly snapped the man’s neck driving a knife through the man’s stomach. 
Overkill!  Benjamin laughed a little to in to it but was a brutally cut short as the sirens sounded overhead. 
"Someone kills the damn sirens!” he yelled even though no one could hear him. 
Benjamin Q. Hayz. ”someone called. 
    " Yeah.” Benjamin looked up from his kill to see the commanding officer making his way toward him. 
  " What!” he snarled when the lanky man did not say anything 
 "Um” the man scratched his head taking a step backwards examining the dead bodies that surrounded Benjamin. 
Smart man. 
I have an assignment for you” the commander cleared his throat holding out a folder for him. 
"What do I need to do” Benjamin waved away the folder. 
"Ugh. You and –“he stopped flipping through the contents of the folder.” You and private Johnson and Marcus will go around searching for Germans.” 
"Pfft he had been doing that all day. He guessed that’s why they told him to do it. 
"You’re looking for citizens” commander clarified.” Not German soldiers. You will not kill the citizens.” 
"Then what the hell am I supposed to do “Benjamin rolled his eyes annoyed 
"Led them to safety” the commanding officer said. 
"Pfft you got the wrong man” he snorted” I'm here to kill not escort.” might as well tell him straight 
"Are you disobeying your commanding officer” ha! His voice cracked. 
"No I’m saying you have the wrong one sir.” don’t kill him ben. The little voice inside his head warned, but it was becoming really hard not to. 
"Oh yeah he’ll do it” Marcus butted in throwing his arms around Benjamin’s shoulder. If it would have been anyone else Benjamin would have went off the deep end, but he had grown close to Marcus over the past few years. He was alright for a vampire. ”aint that right Ben” 
"Yeah” he sighed. 
With a nod the commanding officer left to attend to some wounded soldiers. 
" We can kill some Nazi's while we’re at it” Marcus assured him. 
Benjamin brushed off his friends hand from his shoulder walking the opposite direction of which the allies where going. 
A few minutes past before they came across a wounded Nazi. Benjamin really needed to let off steam. Taking his gun he shot the man several times in the knee, a very painful place to get shot in, letting him suffer for a bit before slitting the man’s throat. 
"You were abused as a child weren’t you.” Marcus wondered aloud. 
“Nope” 
"A banded” he asked 
“Nope”  
To be honest Benjamin didn’t remember his child hood at all. Now that he thought about it; his first four hundred years where one big painful blur. Painful as in it hurts to think about it. Every time he tried he’d get a mind numbing head ache and a sharp pain would attach his chest. Once he asked one of his oldest sisters what had happened to him then. She had made the most terrified face like she had been sentenced to two thousand lashes and ran off screaming for her mother, that’s when it began to get under his skin. He asked everyone he knew including his twelve brothers and five sisters, everyone had that same terrified expression and started sweating like crazy. 
It bugged him for years and years to come, but all he could recall was long auburn haired and a weird shad of hazel eyes.  
Don’t think about it .his chest was already starting to ache  
He shook his head. Focusing on his assignment 
………. 
"Ugh” Marcus complained as Johnson checked yet another empty building.” This is stupid” 
Four hours of walking around searching millions of empty buildings, Benjamin could’ve been out there killing Nazis right now. It would be a lot more walking, but a hell of more of fun than searching every empty, torn down buildings they past.  
"We should turn around” Benjamin said impatiently.  
"No” Johnson snapped.” We gotta check all of them” 
"There’s no one out here” Marcus turned his arms extended.” You see anybody” 
Johnson shook his head. "no" 
 "Ben do you see anyone?” he asked 
"Not a soul.” Benjamin smiled looking around him 
"Okay then let’s go back” Marcus and Benjamin started in the direction that the allies had headed. 
"Wait what that over there” Johnson called from behind them   
With a sigh they both turned to see what Johnson was bitching about. Benjamin eyes followed Johnson’s extended index finger over to a pile of rubble. Hidden under a car cut into pieces was a small chubby boy curled up in a ball shivering and crying. 
So today wasn't a total waste Benjamin thought as they cautiously made their way to the boy. 
"Hey you” Johnson called out to the kid. 
Startled the boy ran crying out something in German.  Extending his arm a few inches Ben was able to grab the boy by his shirt. 
"Do you know English” Benjamin didn’t mean to sound rash but it was too late now. 
The boy nodded a soft whimper escaping his lips. 
"Let me talk to him.” Johnson sighed grabbing the boy’s shirt. With ease he lifted him on the hood of the broken car. 
"What’s your name” Johnson asked 
"J-j-j-joseph.” The boy sniffled 
"Joseph where are your folks” Johnson asked  
Benjamin impatiently shifted his weight to his right foot.  
Can’t we just kill the kid and move on. Benjamin huffed 
"T-t—t-t- they are in hiding.” The kid stuttered.” Somewhere over there” they’re eyes followed the boys hand to more piles of rubble standing in the  middle of it all was a broken down shack looking like building. 
How in the hell did they miss that. 
"Let’s get this over with” Marcus impatiently huffed 
The boy did a quick rap on the broken door then said something in German. Rattling came from inside the disgusting shack before the door swung open. 
A woman ran out hugging the boy close to her bosom crying something in German. It took a while before the women finally noticed the men. 
"Oh my” she exclaimed. 
Annoyed Benjamin stepped around the women into the cramped dirty shack. Ugh disgusting. How could anyone live here? Rotted food lay scattered around along with some rats. The people looked like walking skeleton well except for the little boy. He looked like he had been living the good life throughout the war. 
Look what you done did” the women yelled at someone from the corner of his eye he saw something move. He slightly turned his head the slightest so he could see who or what it was. He almost dropped out. 
Auburn hair and now that he can see hazel red and brown eyes. 
Auburn hair hazel eyes! Auburn hair hazel eyes! 
Benjamin couldn’t stop himself from staring at the girl with auburn hair hazel eyes. As Johnson and Marcus struggled to gather the panicky group Benjamin stood there watching the girl with keen eyes. 
She was so familiar. He had to know her from somewhere, but where. He dug deep into his memories digging deeper and deeper until he hit a brick never ending mental brick wall. 
He pushed against it effortlessly, it only moved about an inch but he was immediately flooded with once forgotten memories   
 
 
 
 chapter two  
 
He was suddenly backed in the realm of roka again but instead of the normal cities inhabited by demonic like –but not- creatures it was peaceful and quiet. He took in the surprisingly calming scenery in awe. 
"Ben” a women’s velvet voice whispered from behind. 
Drawing a knife he didn’t have, he swirled around coming face to face with nothing. 
"Ben.” It was right at his ear this time. Suddenly softs hands where wrapping themselves around his neck from behind. Long finger nails where massaging his chest. 
"Ben.” Her breath was intoxicating as she whispered in his ear. There’s that damn pain in his chest again, but he ignored it focusing on the women’s words. Even though he couldn’t understand a word she was saying it was giving him all weird mixture of feelings, weird in a good way, lust being one of the main feelings. She spoke with her hands. 
One hand moved from his shoulders to his stomach running from his belly button snaking under his shirt. 
With a low groan he turned to face her she was gone. The roka realm disappeared into a misty fog. In just a few short seconds he was back in the dirty shack once again. 
"Ben buddy. You alright.” When Marcus hand clamped down on Benjamin's shoulder Benjamin nearly jumped out of his skin. 
"Huh? What?” Benjamin shook his head as if to clear it. 
"You okay?” Marcus asked slowly removing his hand,” You look a little out of it.” 
"Yeah I’m fine.” He threw his attention back to the girl who gave him the strangest look. Her eyes weren’t hazel anymore they were this lustful golden, honey brown that hypnotized Benjamin. 
Getting up she quickly closed the space between them speaking in another tongue. Not German, but some other language that he was to dumbstruck to figure out. 
 "English women!” he told her pushing aside his annoyance it seemed wrong to be annoyed at her for same strange reason. 
She stopped in midsentence raising an eye brow before whispering.” Ben.”She reached up to stroke his face, but before her fingers came in contact with his stubbly chin she passed out. 
"Bloody hell!” Benjamin and Marcus exclaimed in perfect unison moving to asses. 
"No leave her!” the women holding joseph yelled. She looked like she had been stabbed. “Leave her right there. She aint gots nobody anyhow her folks aint want her and neither do we.” 
"Fine by me.” Marcus shrugged and for some reasons Benjamin wanted to rip his vocal cords out for saying that, but Benjamin swallowed the urge and kept his game face on. 
"We can’t just leave her here.” Johnson hit Marcus’s shoulder with as much force as a feather. Genius  
"Leave her and I’ll show you where the Nazi’s are” Benjamin’s head snapped up at the women’s words prying his attention from the girls face.” Just a few miles that a way” the women’s hand trembled as she pointed northward. 
"Let’s go!” Benjamin anxiously said his switch blade burning a hole in his pocket.  
Marcus said something in Russian to joseph with a laugh. It sounded like something on the lines of “see how happy he gets?” 
They both laughed. 
Benjamin ignored them both pushing the people outside. He stopped in mid stride when a sharp pain attacked his chest, and he looked back at the girl who had been pushed off to the side so everyone could get out.   
He felt so ashamed for thinking about leaving the girl. It seemed wrong leaving her to fend for herself. 
"Yo!” Marcus whistled bringing Benjamin back to his normal self. “Free for all” 
That’s all he needed loading his gun he caught up with the group easily. 
~.~ 
Anna woke to the dark emptiness of the shack. She didn’t remember falling asleep, or even waking up for that matter.  
She scratched her head trying to remember the last time she was up. That when it hit her. 
Where was everyone? 
She scrambled up searching the small shack. Sure enough no one was there. 
 "Thy left me!” she exclaimed in disbelief growing mad. A small part of her hoped they were captured by the Russians or worse the Nazi. They had no right to leave her like that.  And from the looks of it they had taken what was left of the food, only leaving her with a few rotten apples. Now that was downright rude. Anna let that small part of her rage on as she stepped outside. It was almost nightfall. 
They were long gone now, and she knew for a fact that they had been captured. She didn’t really care for her mother and the other adults. They could rot in hell for all she cared and she had a hunch they felt the same way about her.  It was her little brother joseph she worried about. He was just a baby, only four years old, spending all his life in this revolting shack, never setting foot outside. 
Oh no what if he had been captured! She thought triggering a guilty conscious and a bad case of paranoia. 
What if the Russians had captured him or worse the Nazis? 
"Oh no!” she gasped in horror what if they were shipping him off to one of those horrid camps at this very moment. She had to find him. 
She ran out of the shack like a man on a mission squinting around, tip-toeing over pile of rubble. Searching. 
Damn! She wishes she owned a hound dog that could sniff out his scent with ease. It was going to take forever and a day to find them with nothing to rely on but her poor eye sight and hearing. 
Thinking she would be able to see well. She climbed to the top of a nearby pile of broken down cars. 
"That’s better,” she sighed, plopping down on the top of a car roof. Protecting her eyes with her hands she peered around the chaotic battle field. Dead bodies lay strung out and dismembered along the edge of a trench where more and more bodies lay. Not all soldiers lay in the trenches. She cringed in pain and pity when she recognized a few of the faces that rested with the uniformed soldiers. Old class mates and teachers she who did not deserve to die the way they did. 
She quickly cut her eyes as the pain in her chest grew unbearable, and from the corner of her eye she spotted a dark figure moving closer. She leaned forward to get a better look only to slip and fall. 
She hit the ground with a thud something sharp penetrating her side. A piece of glass she discovered as she stood up., but it left a minor scratch on her side stomach. 
 "Ouch!” she sighed pulling it out of her. 
Who’s there” a deep male voice called. Wait a tick! She knew that voice. It was one of the men that had lived in the shack.-Urkel that’s his name. He wasn't her biggest fans but he had a kind heart and would lead Anna back to her brother. 
"Urkel!” she called springing up. 
Urkel began yelling something in German, but she could not hear him due to the planes roaring up a head. She squinted through the murky mist to see him better, but all she could make out was the Nazi flag he carried. 
"A Jew!” the blonde haired yelled cocking his gun. 
"No wait I'm not-!” Anna was quickly cut off by the silver bullets flying through the air; she wasn't going to just stand there like a lump on a log so she picked up her dress and ran losing a shoe or two. 
Now bare footed she ran with all her might not daring to turn around or even peek over her shoulder. Nope she kept her eyes focused on the obstacles In front of her. Jumping over this and sliding under that. She was so focused on the obstacles she didn’t notice the approaching threat until it was staring her in the face, stabbing her in the stomach with a pocket knife. 
Too legit to quit she kicked the man in his special place and ran like a bat out of hell, clutching her bleeding stomach with all the pressure she could manage. She ran for what seemed like forever. She could feel the gallons of blood oozing from her wound staining her hand and dress, but she didn’t slow down one bit. She actually sped up racing faster than she ever had before. 
Surprisingly she wasn't tiered! It wasn't until she tripped and fell face first into an unrecognizable substance that she decided to stop.  
Hiding behind what use to be a building lifting her blood stained hand she examined her wound. 
What the! 
What she expected to be a gaping hole exposing her insides was just a kitten scratch the size of her pinky fingernail and just as deep, even though she had been stabbed over three times. She swore it. But that wasn't the odd part. 
Her blood began to bubble and boil along the lines of what was left of the wound creating a distorted sizzling noise. 
 Anna clamped her hand over her mouth to prevent her from screaming as the wound disappearing altogether leaving nothing but a bad felling in the pit of her chest. When did she start doing that! She thought back to all the times she had gotten bruised beforehand, never before had this happened. 
"Where is she!” one of the Nazis yelled.” Find that little winch!” 
Anna didn’t move a muscle she stopped breathing altogether. She was so still not even a rock could compare. 
Silently watching until the man walked a safe distance away from where she was. Anna slowly got up keeping her back hunched as she tip-toed away. 
She was a few yards away from a possible safe house when large hands came down on her, wrapping itself over her mouth, preventing her from making a sound as she was pulled to the ground. 
Anna still screamed kicking and hitting her captor. The mystery person swirled her around looking her straight in the eye with gorges blue eyes darker than the ocean. Even though blood and dirt painted his features he was by far the handsomest man she has ever laid eyes on. But all of him was either covered in dirt or his uniform. Even his coal black hair was covered by the allies’ hat he wore. 
She watched as he pulled out a hand gun with the hand that wasn't holding her down as a group of Nazis passed. 
Time to be smart, which she could never fully accomplish, but that was going to change today 
Run to the Nazis screaming. “I’m not a Jew.” praying that they believe her. Or stay with the handsome Russian, who knows what happens if she did that. 
 
 
 
 chapter three  
 
Neither! She decided shooting up only to be pulled back down once again. 
"Look.” The man whispered loudly jabbing his finger in the direction she had been planning to run. Anna’s eyes followed his finger that pointed to a group of Nazis marching their way past toward the others.” See.” 
The handsome Russian man pulled her beside him with annoyed look glued to his face. “Now stay!” he ordered before slowly and silent as a mouse jumped over the pile of rocks they hid behind. 
She watched in silence as he sneaked up behind the closest Nazi solider snake his arm around the man’s neck silently dragging him to the ground. They wrestled on the ground for at least ten minutes, neither soldiers making a sound that indicated struggle. Soon the handsome Russian man got the upper hand pinning the Nazi to the ground and slicing his throat. 
Anna grimaced, a small squeal sliding past her teeth, baffled she scrambles between a rock and a hard place hiding herself deep inside the cracks. 
She couldn't see the Russian man from where she hid but she could hear him out there killing Nazis. 
She waited, and waited long after twenty minutes had past, long after everything outside seemed to seize motion, and didn’t dare to look up from her hiding. 
However not long after her legs and arms grew numb. She cautiously poked her head out from the opening to her hiding. Then quickly snatched it back in as a Nazis passed. Hugging her knees close to her chest, and holding her breath she became still as stone in wait for the man to pass. 
He stayed searching under this and that, stopped for a few minutes before continuing his search. 
Anna relaxed as his footsteps fade into a light thud before disappearing all together.   
Whew.” she sighed 
Ha!” the blonde German exclaimed clutching Anna by the ankles dragging her into the open road 
Anna let out an ear splitting scream kicking and swinging her fest at him, but that didn’t stop the man one bit. The Nazi dragged her in to the center of the awaiting group of men. 
Ugh oh. 
With evil grins stretching from ear to ear the men circled her as she squirmed into a possible hiding place, but the blonde man pulled her out dragging her down to the ground with little or no ease. 
Too legit to quit she kicked the man where it hurts and ran as fast as she could, but there were too many of them. To shorter men caught her by the arms one stabbing her stomach before helping the other throw her onto the ground. 
Clutching her aching bleeding stomach she gave up as the Nazis circled her cocking their guns she said a quick prayer closing her eyes tight. 
She felt something press roughly against her head-a gun. She squeezed her eyes shut trying miserably to keep away her tears. 
Bang!  
But Anna didn’t feel anything. Was she dead? Oh wait, she could still feel the agonizing pain boiling in her stomach. 
Bang, bang, bang! Three more shots fired. Bang, bang, and two more after that, but she didn’t feel a thing. 
She opened one eye. 
Oh my.” She gaped in horror at the chaotic scene. 
Every last Nazi laid, dead gunshot wounds to the head blood trickling down the side of their faces. The blonde man lay sprawled out in front of her like a dead deer that had been ran over and shot multiple times, his hand gun rested in his unclenched hand. 
And standing in the mist of all the brutality of what just happened, the master mind of it all, the handsome, yet terrifying, Russian man: looking as if nothing happened. 
Damn Ben needed that. After that bastardly women march all over the world for one already dead Nazi he wanted to rip that women’s head clean off her shoulders. He had to Indore hour’s apron hours of walking with those bitching complaining people for already dead fucking German. 
He needed –no- deserved to kill someone, and that women was at the top of the list. 
However being the forgiving person he is Johnson stood in the way of Ben fulfilling that list as Marcus held him down insisting that he take a walk. 
Now he was damn sure glad he did. The group of Germans attaching the girl from the shack gave him a good reason to kill something. He was now considering killing the girl too but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. 
C’mon!” he took her sweaty hand and ran her to the nearest hiding spot he could find. He sat her down before squatting beside her. Checking left, then checking right, when he saw no one he looked back at her. 
Instead of gawking at him she was focused on her bleeding stomach but there was no open wound that he could see. Was she hurt? 
A sudden wave of concern washed over him. Weird. “Are you okay” he asked without thinking. 
She her head shot up giving him a baffled nod. 
He didn’t have time to figure out what that meant. He could hear more Nazis approaching fast. 
For the girls’ sake only, he ran, spotting a possibly working battle truck he pushed her in through the driver side before hot wiring it. 
Looking under the dash he searched for the three wires he needed one coming from the main fuse at the battery; one going to the ignition circuit and one to the starter motor. Ben joined the battery wire and the ignition wire together permanently. Then taking the starter wire he momentarily touched that to the join he made with the other 2 wires to crank the engine. 
Yeah!” he exclaimed the engine roaring to life, but by the time he backed up it was already too late. The small group of ten Nazis was approaching fast. 
Might as well make use of the girl. “Hold the wheel!” he ordered sliding out his favorite StG 45(M) “storm rifle” from his side 
B-b-b-but I can’t –“she stuttered. 
Just hold the damn wheel!” he snapped both his time and patients growing thin. When she didn’t move he snatched her hand from where it rested on her lap and slapped it on the wheel. She took it this time “good just hold it straight.” 
He lifted himself out of the broken window so he could get a good aim. He was tall enough so he could still press down on the gas pedal as he empty his rounds. Never missing his target he killed all ten Nazis before they could cock their guns.  
With a cocky smirk Ben slid back in the driver’s seat taking the wheel settling his gun on his lap. Just In case. 
From the corner of his eye he saw the girl cringe away shaking in her boots, but it wasn't because of him. He noticed she was clutching at her bleeding arm. 
He dint remember her getting shot at all. A little too worried than necessary he slammed on breaks drifting to a halt beside a river stream.  
“Are you alright” he said his, tone unnaturally soft, as he pulled out his never before used first aid kit. 
Huh.” She seemed taken back for a second before looking down at her bleeding arm. “Oh. Yeah the glass cut me when I got in” she lifted the hand applying pressure to the wound showing off the thin line going across her skinny forearm. 
Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! He should’ve been more careful when he put her in. 
Wait –what? Why should he care for that girl safety? And yet he still held her arm, whipping away the blood. 
A sudden pain hit his chest as he in her battered and beaten body, purplish bruises that lined what he could see of her arms.it was as if she had been hit multiple times. 
He suddenly wondered how long she had been wandering out here before he had found her. 
But first. “What’s your name?” 
“Anna.” she whispered. “Anna Marie. And yours?”  
“Benjamin” 
Silence. 
You’re an ally?” she asked sounding taken back 
He nodded focusing on her wound. Underneath all the dirt and blood her skin was so soft and warm like nothing he ever felt before. 
Then why are you helping me?” she continued “I’m German” 
For once he was able to say. “Because it’s my job” 
She let him finish wrapping up her wound in silence, but he kind of wanted her to say more. He was enjoying her not German accent. 
Why did you pass out when you saw me?” that had been bugging him all day 
She shrugged “I thought you were going to kill me” she flinched when she said kill 
Ben couldn’t argue with that. Cutting the last of the bandage he securely wrapped the gauze around her arm before looking up. “Shit!” it was almost night fall they had had to get to the check point by nightfall, but even if they left now they wouldn’t get there until morning. 
What’s wrong?” Anna panicked. 
Nothing” he shook his head pulling out his rolled up sleeping bag from his bag then feeling around the other. Nothing. 
With a heavy sigh he pulled the bag over his shoulder prying it open. No sleeping bag. “Damn” then he remembered he had given it to someone not thinking he wouldn’t need it. 
Well that was smart. He told himself sarcastically. 
He would give it to Anna he could go the night without, but she was just a human she wouldn’t. “Here” Wait where’d she go? When he held out the sleeping bag for her she could’ve sworn she was right there in front of him. Now she was nowhere to be found. 
He pivoted around to the sound of water splashing to see Anna splashing water on her face and hair. 
As if sensing him watching she turned around. 
Holy shit! 
No human could be that damn gorgeous. Even though her long bang covered her eyes ben could tell how beautiful she was. Her bronze haired curled in perfect little ringlets down to the middle of her back. Her lips were full, but a little pale from the cold. Even though she was skinny, probably due to the lack of food, she still had that hour glass figure women around the world where killing the selves to get. 
How could he even consider wanting to kill her 
I was just cleaning the blood off!” she said defensively 
Here” he held out the bag for her again ignoring the butterflies fluttering around in his stomach. “Rest up we got a long walk ahead” 
Where are we going?” she asked taking the bag from him 
Check point” he said pivoting around her towards the car.  “Nothing going to happen to you you'll be safe there.” He would make sure of that 
When she did not say anything he turned to check if she hadn’t fallen asleep only to be trapped in her strange hazel, gold with a hint of red eyes. 
Look at me.” He ordered when she ducked her head embarrassed. 
Her eyes flickered up at holding his gaze, but he could tell she was trying hard not to look away. 
Never before had he seen this strange mixture of coloring any human he had come across. He had been in this realm for four years now he’d seen grey, blue and brown that was common for humans but never this. Even in the other realms he had traveled people and creatures there had yellow eye or red even purple, never hazel gold with a hint of red. 
The longer he looked into those strange eyes the more he hypnotized by them. The deeper he was pulled into their trance. He was so deep he didn’t even here someone approach until Anna ran from in front of him and he was being pulled up by large hands. 
Yo!” Marcus yelled dodging Bens left hook. “It’s just me what wrong with you.” 
Oh sorry mate” Ben apologized looking over his shoulder for Anna. She was nowhere to be found. 
What you looking for?” Marcus asked his eyes zeroing in on something behind Ben. “Who’s that?” 
Looking over his shoulder Ben spotted the top of Anna’s head poking out from the back of the truck. “There you are” 
Anna’s head popped up from the truck her eyes darting to ben only to cut back at Marcus. 
It’s okay he is with me” ben assured her. 
She nodded but didn’t move an inch her eyes never leaving Marcus face. 
Benjamin” Marcus whispered pulled him away in a hasty retreat. 
Huh?” he mumbled his eyes never leaving Anna as she held his gaze. 
Ben!” Marcus said a little louder getting his attention before whispering. “That girls not human” 
What?” what Ben meant to say was “what have you been drinking?” 
She can’t be.” He said cutting his eyes at Anna. “Just look at those eyes” 
The light bulb flashed on the top of bens head as he finally put two and two together. She couldn’t be human. Her eyes proved the case, and her speed. 
How could he have messed that. 
Anna watched from the safety of the truck as the two men argued in hushed voices. She did not hear what they were saying, but she knew of who they spoke of. 
Hey!” the shorter man than Benjamin called. “What are you?” 
German.” she flinched 
No I mean what are you?” he said it as if she was missing some big picture. 
Confused she raised an eyebrow at him. 
Marcus.” Benjamin called from a far. “I don’t think she knows” 
Bah!” Marcus waved him off dismissively before turning to Anna. “How old are you? What are you doing here? What realm are you from?” the question started coming at her like a bat out of hell. Each one starting as fast as the last one went sometimes mushing together confusing her even more 
Not even Benjamin couldn't keep up, he scratched at his head full of coal black hair with a confused look. “Whoa slow down Marcus.” 
Fine.” Marcus sighed rubbing at his temples. “How old are you.” 
Nineteen.” Anna said overwhelmed and a little unsure. “Nineteen years old” 
“Oh. Maybe she doesn’t know.” he mused stoking his stubbly chin. 
Benjamin looked as if he wanted to kill Marcus right about now. He opened his mouth to say something then closed it with a shake of his head. “Are you going to take us to the check point or not.  
Marcus shook his head. “They moved it and it too late to go now.” 
Shit.” Benjamin cussed. “Fucking brilliant!” 
Damn that man cussed like a sailor-no worse than a sailor. He needed a bar a soap shoved his mouth after every cuss infested sentence. Not even Anna’s mother cursed that much, and that was saying something 
Well.” Marcus said shrugging out of his shirt. “Might as well get comfy.” 
What are you doing?” Benjamin snapped shielding Anna's eyes with his gloved hand. 
But Anna didn’t mind one bit. She peeked over Benjamin’s hand to marvel at Marcus god like body. 
Taking a swim.” Marcus said flexing his muscles for Anna. 
There’s a body in the water.” Annoyed Benjamin shield her eyes again, but she pushed it out of the way to see what body he spoke of. 
There it was. Lying face down in the middle of the stream bleeding from every opening was a beaten body. 
Eww! She had washed her face in that water. “Ugh thanks for pointing that out after I already washed my face with that water.” she shot Benjamin an irritated glare. 
I didn’t see it then.” He shrugged. “My bad.” 
Liar! Now she felt sick to the core. She could go ill and die after washing her face with someone else’s blood. 
You’re not going to die” Benjamin rolled his eyes. “Just go to sleep” 
Really?” She sighed in relief. 
Really. Really.” he yawned making his way toward the truck. “Marcus you got first shift” 
Marcus nodded putting back on his shirt then jacket. 
Aww, Anna was hoping he would keep it off. Oh well. 
With another yawn Benjamin climbed into the bed of the trucks, stretching so his long legs dangled from the sides 
Giving in to her heavy eye lids Anna crawled to her sleeping bag and fell asleep 
Aw damn! Marcus had accidently fell asleep during his shift, Ben was going to be pissed. 
Ben sorry buddy I’ll take your shift-“he started but ben wasn't in the truck where he had fallen asleep. 
What the…..”Marcus trailed off. Anna and ben lay curled up together hand in hand giggling like two teenage girls. 
Marcus didn’t even recognize ben in this state. He never seen him crack a smile or even laugh unless he was killing someone. 
Marcus watched stunned as ben lightly placed his commander hat on the top of Anna's head with a chuckle, speaking in a strange language of another realm that’s been long forgotten. 
But since when did ben speak old flebish or as it’s called now flebein (fle-bean). He told Marcus he was from tenshi, the realm of the phoenix demon. 
Pfft. You think you know a guy. 
Yo!” he called out to him. 
They acted as if he hadn’t said anything and talked on. Marcus hated being ignored. Furious he picked up a rock chucking it high in the air. He meant to hit ben in that big ass head of his, but the rock had other plans and thumped the back of Anna's head. 
But it was ben that jumped up yelling and screaming as if he had been hit. 
Ugh-oh 
Ben pushed Anna, now on her feet, behind him protectively deadly snarls and growls crawling up from his chest. 
It was just a pebble Marcus thought. Ben was acting as if he’d shot the girl and even if he did why he should care. 
Anna now tugged at bens arm trying to pull him back to the down to the sleeping bag, but he wasn't budging. She kept speaking to him in old flebish. Marcus understood only bits of what she said, but what stood out to him was she called him Ewa loe, which meant bonded mate. Why in the hell would she call him her bonded mate? 
What the hell is wrong with you two” he wondered aloud. 
Suddenly lighting boomed overhead it touched down only a few feet from where they stood. 
When Marcus turned to make sure those crazies where okay, they had passed	 out. “Shit” 
Meanwhile a group of men and creatures lurked deep in the bows of the forest where they could easily watch the three. However it was Anna and Ben they gawked at. 
Phew that was close. “One of the hunched backed black cloaked man sighed in relief. 
Indeed.” the taller leaner man said turning to face the others. “Now who sent him here?” 
They all turned their heads to the battered and bruised creature shaking in the boot it didn’t have. 
I’m sorry my lord” it graveled at the tall man’s feet. “I would have never sent Benjamin Q. Hayz to this realm if I would have known she was here.” 
How could you forget!” the lord yelled 
I’m sorry my lord. I’m sorry.” it kissed his lords feet. 
It’s too late now you fool!” the lord said kicking its feet of the ground.  “They mustn’t remember. If they do we’ll be destroyed!” 
But my lord they have already started!” Someone exclaimed. “You’ve seen it yourself.” 
Then we are doomed!” the creature screamed in horror.” This realm and the one beside it will be destroyed.” 
No.no. I will not let that happen.” the lord assured them. “I will separate them again.” 
My lord separating them?” the creature said. “Isn’t that what caused it last time?” 
A murmur passed through the crowd. 
Then I will kill them both and nothing will stand in my way this time.” The lord vowed. “When I am through here there will be no trace of the great assassin Benjamin Q. Hayz and the royal Avalon Molina.” 
Or Anna Marie” he added. “As she goes by now" 
 
 
 
 chapter four  
 
sOmething was coming, something big. Benjamin could feel it. Marcus had slept over his shift and offered to take bens, but he was too paranoid to sleep. He took a anxious perimeter of the camp site his rifle in hand and a small hand gun at his waist. 
With every step his eyes, at their own will, would slip over Anna’s sleeping form. No matter hard he tried he would stop and stand there just gawking at her, adoring over her as if she was made of gold. Yes she was breathtakingly beautiful he knew nothing of her but her name. yet still he is captivated by her every breath and pout. 
Damn stop staring! 
“Ben!” Marcus called from his sleeping bag near the truck. “Are you alright mate” 
Prying his eyes away from Anna he nodded and continued his searched 
“Oi! What where you and Anna doing last night?” Marcus called to him. 
Benjamin stopped in his tracks. “What are you talking about?” he was sleeping all night, his eyes slipped over to Anna unconsciously. She had the most adorable pout on her face he wondered what she was dreaming about to cause such a pout. 
~.~ 
Anna was being nailed down-no- nailed inside, tangled in a net armless and dominated by another body. A body that felt strangely familiar to her own, Identical down to the tiniest features. Though it felt like her own, she had no control over it.  
Her and her ‘captor’ was leaning against a rail of a balcony bored of the breathtaking scenery that consumed her. Though she stood there in awe she couldn’t help but feel tired of the same scene, and wished to explore more. 
Suddenly a knock came to the door pulling her captor from her thoughts. 
“You may enter.” She found herself saying, but it was not her voice, instead it was a velvet accented that said this. 
A tall hooded man entered. Anna’s heart suddenly sprinted ahead of her breathing, running at a speed that could not be healthy. 
“Good noon my lady.” An intoxicating familiar male voice greeted. 
Wait she knew that voice 
“Benjamin.” Her captor sighed, and against her well her legs moved her forward to the bed where she plopped down crossing her legs on the satin seats.  Anna was no longer in control of her actions or words so she just sat back and watched through the strangers eyes. 
The hood fell off   sliding down Benjamin's lovely curls. Anna’s heart stopped as he gave her a sly dimpled smile. 
“My lady, it makes my day to see how radiant you look” he said, though he spoke in another tongue she understood every word. 
“Come sit” she offered patting the warm sheets beside her. “What is it that brings you here?” 
I’ve come to see you” he said taking her hand to kiss it before pulling back his robe unavailing a bottle of   red wine and two cups. “I am relieved of my duties so  ...” 
She smiled as he climbed into bed beside her. 
“One for you.” he said pouring her a glass. 
“Why thank you kind sir.” She giggled taking the glass 
“And the rest for me!” he tipped his head back and chugged the bottle half empty. 
“Benjamin Quincy Hayz!” she exclaimed with a laugh. “You make a sailor look like a saint!” 
He put his free hand to his broad chest faking hurt. “My lady! I take great offence to such a phrase.” Then he smiled wickedly at her. “Specially coming from a nun such as yourself.” 
She gasped snatching the bottle from his hand chugging it down as he had. 
“Not all of it!” he snatched the bottle away seriously. “You will fall ill.” 
“But -” she hiccupped “yo-u -you called me- a n-nun!” her speech was now slurred a little when she spoke now. 
He suddenly burst out laughing hysterically and with a pout she pushed him off the bed but he managed to grab her wrist and pull her down with him. She was now lying on top of him too close for her comfort. 
“You are far from a nun my lady.” He said, his voice lowering an octave into a low husky drawl as he leaned in closer to press his lips to hers.  
As his her lips parted against his eagerly she was abruptly pulled into a sea of darkness. 
“Anna” someone was shouting at her from afar “Anna!” 
Anna opened her eyes to see Marcus crouching in front of her with death I his eyes and a growl on his lips. 
She looked up at him confused. 
“Get up!” he yelled yanking her from the sleeping bag. “He shoved her away from him turning to shut at something. Bullets where soaring through the Smokey sky aiming directly at them. 
Still in shock Anna stood there traumatized. 
“Don’t just stand there dumbass!” Marcus yelled at her. “Get down!” 
Before it could finally click something jerked her away slamming her to the ground as a cry passed her lips. A gloved hand clamped over her mouth stopping her mid scream. 
A greasy blonde man smiled down at her mischievousness dancing in his eyes. His free hand came down on her kicking legs holding them down while pulling the hem of her dress up. 
Oh god! “No no no” she bite his hand and grabbed his gun from his holster, in a reflex reaction her finger clasped the trigger. 
Two loud shots rang in the air and the man fell to his side. She scrambled away the clouds of smoke blinded her and the raging gun shoots deafened her. She hugged the ground as if it was her father the gun shaking in her hand. 
Suddenly she was torn from the floor as everything was at a standstill, her scream pierced the air. Then she was sitting on something plush and a gloved hand brushed away the stray hairs on her face. 
“Shh, it’s just me Anna.” Ben! It was ben. “Give me the gun Anna” his voice was so smooth and calming that she let the gun drop from her grasp. She heard it clasp against something in the distance.  
A reassuring hand softly pulled her by the elbow against something, the car, she recognized quickly. She was placed under the passenger seat and he put her hands firmly on her head. 
“Anna I want you to stay here okay.” He spoke to her softly as if his words would damage her in some way.  
She nodded squeezing her eyes closed. 
“And I don’t want you to come out until you feel safe okay.” He instructed. “Or until I come back okay” 
She nodded as something was placed in her hand she looked at the gun then back up at his bloody face “If someone other than Marcus or me comes, shoot them.” He ordered. 
She nodded. 
He gave her a genuine smile “good girl” 
Then he was gone and the shooting continued she heard and felt loud pings as some stray bullets hit the truck. She tucked inside herself holding the gun as if her life depended on it, which it did. 
She did what ben told her and stayed down like a good girl. Five minutes in and two unknown men tried to grab her, her numb fingers, on impulse pulled the trigger and they fell dead or unconscious. She did not grow sick at the thought of killing as she would have thought. The thought of those men snatching her away had her fingers twitch toward the trigger. 
Soon only one or two shot rang then everything grew silent, before three more shots fired. Anna lost track of how many times that happened before everything stopped completely. 
“Go! Go!” it was Marcus booming voice that barked this command. 
Doors slammed and the car shivered to life under her before dying. 
“Shit not now!” ben snapped at the car. “c’mon, c’mon c’mon!” 
After the fifth time the truck sprang to life “yes” 
She was thrown into the door as the car jumped forward with a cough before speeding down the makeshift road. Gun shots rang in the distance as they grew farther and farther away from the bloodshed. 
The men in the truck roared with cheers and shouts of victory when she could no longer hear the shots. 
“Hey where’s the girl” Marcus asked out of the blue and the car screeched to a sudden stop. 
“What do you mean where is she!” Benjamin commanded, his voice boomed over even the wheeze of the car raging with authority  
“I don’t know.” Marcus voice was shaking with fear now. “You where the last to see her” 
Silence fell over them and Anna was glued to her spot under the seat, too scared to move. 
“Oh!” Benjamin exclaimed before his gloved hand came into view, under the seat where Anna hid moving left then moving right looking for her. She hesitantly reached for his hand making him jump at the sudden contact. she pulled away. 
“It’s just me Anna”   
 
 
 Publication Date: September 5th 2012 https://www.bookrix.com/-storyteller9