Cover Blown Pt.1
You look around the corner of the brick building that, according to your source, Germany was currently staying at. You tuck you long /color/ hair under the cap and check take off your shirt to make sure your wrapping around your breast were tight. Replacing your shirt, you check to make sure, everything was correct. You were dressed in a Gestapo outfit that you stole from a hostage. You were a girl, but you played as a boy, even the Us Army thought you were a Boy. You had to get back at the evil here. Your brother had been visiting Germany when the War started. You got info that he had been killed. You held back tears and fixed your air for the umpteenth time. You had wanted to cut it, but your brother had loved it long, so you kept it that way. You had abandoned your mission after finding out where Ludwig was located. You had to get revenge. Taking a big breath you turn the corner and head towards the building. A couple of Guards were playing cards by the front. They eyed you and you took out your badge and showed it to them. The hostage was a General, tough no news of his capture had been made. They stand and saluted you.
“Move I have important business to discuss with Ludwig,” You spoke perfect German without any accent.
They saluted again and stepped out of the way. You put your hand behind your back and walk in staring straight ahead, your heavy boots making thunk sounds. When the door closed you let out a huge sigh of relief. Your heart was racing and you trembled slightly. Taking another huge breath you regain control. You walked through the long hallway passing a Guard occasionally. Finally you made it to two large wooden doors with two guards in front. You showed them your badge and they saluted.
“Tell Ludwig that General Heinz ((lol had to XD )) is here to discuss serious matters on the war.”
The guards nodded and the one on the right entered and came out after a short period of time. They opened the doors and you walk in. The doors closed and you panic a bit inside, you felt a bit trapped.
“Hello General Heinz, “
Ludwig was Standing Behind his desk. His pale blonde hair slicked back and half frame glasses over his pale blue eyes. He set down a piece of paper and removed his glasses. He walked around the desk so he was facing you. There was about 5 feet of space in between you. He had a smirk on his face and before you could put two and two together he snapped and the men behind you grabbed your arms and held you in place.
“What is the meaning of this-?”
Germany begun laughing and walked up to you holding the piece of paper. He began to speak in English now.
“You can give you the Charade, filthy American Spy. I just got a telegram, saying General Heinz has been taken hostage by the American scum.”
You glare at him hatefully. You try to break free of the guards hold, but they’re stronger than you thought. Your gun falls on the floor and Germany picks it up.
“Vell, looks like he’s here to kill me. Americans are such nuisances.”
Ludwig pointed the gun at your head. He had that annoying confident smirk on his face. Just as he pulled the trigger use summoned all your strength and hit the butt of the gun with your head making it shot up and the bullet hit the ceiling. Caught by surprise you got out of the guards hold. You hat had fallen off when you hit the gun, so your long hair was falling over your face. You tried to run but the guards caught you again and brought you in front of Germany who was massaging his wrist. He looked up from his wrist and is eyes widen slightly in surprise. It was a woman, and a very beautiful one at that. He blushed slightly. She had long flowing /color/ hair and large /color/ eyes that, right now, were teeming with hatred. Clearing throat he spoke.
“Guards take the Voman into the vacant room. Make sure she can’t escape. I’ll think of her punishment later.”
“You Bastard, be a man and just kill me now! Things don’t change because I’m a Woman!”
The guards had to forcefully drag you away, as you kept struggling trying to lunge at Ludwig.
“Vhat would make a Voman so angry like that.” Germany muttered, he knew many people hated him for the War, but this level of hate was strange.
But what he couldn’t figure out was why had he spared her? He had killed people before, why was she any different? He sighed and sat at his desk doing paper work trying to figure it out.
“LET ME OUT!” You pound on the locked door of the small room.
You just heard guards laughing through the other door and you sigh. You turn around to inspect the room. It was small, but it looked like a Bedroom, there was a small bed, a nightstand and a closet. You open the closet and found maid outfits and a few other women’s clothing. It was a servant’s quarters. You grabbed a pale blue summer dress that went down to your knees. The Gestapo Uniform was getting uncomfortable. You undress and change into it, it was slightly too small for you, but it fit okay. The pale blue looked well with your /color/hair and sparkling /color/ eyes. You sit on the bed. And think about the things to come…