Rene walked onto the stage as the crowd applauded, his guard close behind him. Little did anybody realise, that there was an entire squad of marksman hidden from view behind the Nazi banners positioned by Rene, and also two special SS guards watching Hitler's body at all times, with somebody noticing the bomb hidden inside of the coffin. Before he came onto the stage, he was told of another assassination attempt on his life, and to destroy the remains of the Führer. Disgusted, he hid that emotion as he walked up the stage and went onto the platform. Ordering the bomb removed, he had an officer disguised as a butler remove the bomb without anybody noticing. "People of the Reich. We have come together tonight to celebrate the life of our former Führer, and to celebrate what the future will hold for the German Reich." Rene began to speak, using his mastery of the spoken word to arouse the people. He knew that something was wrong about this celebration, he felt it the moment he walked inside of the palace. He then looked around the crowd, recognizing some "Familiar" faces. It seemed his friends were back to kill him. "One must remember that to create a nation, one must first destroy. There have been attempts on my life before, but I wont let fear justify who i really am." Rene replied, before taking out his German 'Adler' pistol. "Und die, die mich töten wollen, sind im Inneren des Gebäudes. Deutschen des Reiches, möchten Sie den Palast für eine Sekunde zu verlassen? Es scheint, dass wir .... einige Probleme." ("And the ones who want to kill me are inside of this building. Germans of the Reich, would you like to leave the palace for a second? It seems that we have....encountered some problems.") With that, all the Germans left the building and went outside. Not only out of protection, but also because they knew what was about to happen. Now that he is by himself, there was only a few left inside of the building. The remainder being butlers who were busy in character. Once the door was closed, Rene changed his tone to a deathly cold tone as SS suddenly entered the room by the dozens, hiding from view. "Kill them." He replied and shot Alexis in the throat seemingly without looking at her, just missing her windpipe on purpose.
As she fell to the floor she left one final breath... "Focus... fire... Fuhrer." with that said she pulled out a pistol firing a few shots on his left leg around the knee before fainting from blood loss. most of the waiters seemed to ignore the SS and follow Alexis' supposed last order. Even the Duke who was well known as a pro nazi pulled out his pistol shooting five times into the pelvis of Rene. Before finally being ended with a shot in the gun arm and chest by his own son. AKA Alexis' ex-husband Karl.
As the SS entered, the same man who TRIED to kill Reznove before gave the death order. He knew where the soft spots between the armor were, the throats. As the SS troops pulled out their weapons, so did the disguised waiters. Reznove saw the kitchen door. It didn't have a door knob, it was one of those "easy" push/out doors. Reznove spotted the chandelier, it being the main lighting in the dinning room. He had a plan. The young waiter pulled out his sawed-off shotgun as Reznove quickly grabbed his shoulder and threw the kid in the kitchen. He quickly grabbed both of his silenced pistols and successfully shot two of the troops on either side of him in the throat. Right as they opened fire, Reznove jumped into the kitchen, hiding behind one of the many counters along side the young man. "So, how are gonna get out of this one?" The young soldier asked. "Well, I survived a bullet between the head, being burnt to death, an now-" Reznive was cut off as chunks of the counters were being blown off, "S@*T!!!"
Despite the shots that he received, Rene did not go down easily despite the bulletproof vest and tights that he was wearing underneath his clothing. He even remained standing up, the obvious and immense pain in his legs and pelvis being non-existant. While not sent onto his knees, Rene turned around to face the fighting that was on going, taking his Adler and killing five resistance fighters within the timespan of two seconds with rounds to the head and throat with insane precision. Good looks, multilingual skills and his very high intelligence was not the only skill Rene was known for. Rene was Legendary in the Gestapo for his combat skills when the need arises, and it seemed he needed it now more then ever. With Alexis down, Rene focused on the remainder of the fight in the main stage. More and More SS poured in with weaponry the resistance could only dream off as they were massacred before his very eyes. The Fuhrer took cover as he moved quickly, despite his injuries, an he moved towards his enemies wiped out dozens of Resistance in seconds with nothing but a knife. After plunging his knife into his last opponent, he took it out and threw it across the hall as it buried itself directly between the eyes of the solider next to Reznove. It was not Alexis that angered the German the most, it was the Duke. One of the resistance nearby Reznove pulled out a grenade, which the snipers noticed. Just as the resistance member was about to lob the grenade, one of the snipers shot the explosive weapon as it exploded in his hand and killed nearly anybody 20 meters away from it. After some smoke from the explosion provided good cover, Rene ran straight through to get to his next target to his left. Rene then went back onto the stage, the snipers and SS now protecting him while the party turned into an absolute slaughter that the Resistance was experiencing. Rene could tell that Alexis was still conscious as he stepped down on her throat,causing her to be unable to move as he could snap her neck in half within a heartbeat, he pointed the Adler to her head while two of Rene's guards littered her torso, arms and legs with hollow point rounds. It would not kill her instantly, but Rene was going to ensure that she never became a threat to him. "I don't need you alive any more." He said, clocking the pistol.
"No! You idiot!." Reznove was half way down the hallway as he was shot in the left arm. He found a corner and took cover. He barely poke the right side of his head out including his silenced pistol as he was taking fire, and aimed for the chandelier. He shot, making success, it fell to the table and the sparks of light that had connected with the table started a large fire, and smoke was building up, "Thats not good." he said to himself as he aimed for Rene's armed hand, and fired. Successful again, he had taken out the trigger and the middle finger. More SS troops came from the opposite side of the hall. He saw a window and took the chance and saw a camera, 'Idea!' Reznove grabbed the camera and threw it through the window, hoping it would cause a distraction while he prepared an ambush and get some real weapons. He hid in the shadows of a corner, seeing many SS troops coming down the hall and inspecting the window. Reznove took this chance and grabbed out a tactical knife in his left hand with his gun in the right. He quickly stabbed one through the back of the neck and shot the next in the throat. He continued his assault as three more came from behind. Reznove saw what his outcome was, and grabbed one of the dead bodies and used it as a shield. The troops fired, and the body wouldn't last long. He shot at the troops while holding the body, and it took seven bullets to kill the three of them total. More came, and he was prepared. Reznove saw a flash grenade, pulled the pin and threw it at the troops along with a grenade. He took cover behind a dead body as they both blew up. Reznove had killed a total of eight troops, yet there were still dozens to go. He found a room and crawled towards it, grabbing one of the rifles. He gently closed the door and had prepared to fight. "Three mags left, and twenty seven rounds in this carbine, plus two grenades, I think I'll be fine." He was ready to burst out the door, ready to shoot more throats of the armed troops. (This is the best I could come up with in this part, don't judge)
With his gun being sent flying across the room, and his middle finger being "Unhealthy", Rene was stopped short of executing Alexis. As the flames began to rise, all the guests that attended the party had been sent away before the fighting had began. Reznove was a problem, but the rapidly growing flames ate away at the building. It would have collapsed within the next five minutes. Rene might have been disarmed, but was certainly not helpless. He took out a huge combat knife hidden inside his socks just underneath the belt while ordering two more guards to lift up the body of Alexis. He walked up and held the blade to her neck as he looked into her eyes. Everything that had led up to now was because of her, and now was about to get his revenge. However, he stopped just as he slowly began to cut away at the women's neck. "She does not deserve the pleasure of having a sudden death. Throw her onto the flames so that her spirit will burn forever in the afterlife." Rene said as the two soldiers took her body towards the fire. He took out another pistol and a knife. He then looked at the body of the former Fuhrer, Hitler's body remaining in the room as the fire began to burn, saluting at it for the final time before heading towards the Resistance's leaders with the sole intent of killing them personally. With Alexis about to burn, all who was left was Reznove. If he killed him, or his resolve, the resistance will follow. Once he walked towards the enemy, hundreds followed guns blazing at the enemy, a quarter of them at Reznove. Rene stayed at the back, assuming he was behind a corner and would grab the first person he seen. Meanwhile outside, enormous resistance, numbering in the thousands caught wind of the resistance attack. The burning palace was surrounded by armored cars, machine guns and even some tanks with easily 1000 heavily armed SS outside in much better armor then the guards inside (The Helghast armor).
Reznove saw Alexis, "Well, aren't I screwed." He looked around, seeing nothing but candles an idea had hit him. Seeing no other resistance, he shot the candles to the floor, making even more fires down the hallways. There was a door Reznove recognized as the first kitchen which would lead strait to the dinning room. He entered quickly, luckily everybody was blinded by the fire. He quickly made his way towards through the kitchens, and finally made it to the dinning room. Reznove silently killed the soldiers in the room, grabbed Alexis and threw her out of the window. Luckily she landed in a pond, and he did the same. Reznove quickly swam out of the pond now carrying the body of an almost dead woman. He entered the wilderness surrounded by trees. They needed a place that was safe, they needed somewhere that had no dangers. He continued to travel through the forest, finding a small manhole like cave, he pushed the body into it. Reznove quickly crawled into the small cave, and as he got into it, it was revealed as a large room, no tunnels, just a single room. He reached for outside, and found a large boulder-like rock, and he used his strength to block the entry way of the cave. Reznove quickly got up and attended to the body, wrapping it/her up in torn clothing. He stopped the bleeding, hoping Alexis wasn't dead. Luckily his grandfather was a Natzi medical soldier, now a veteran. Reznove luckily learned a few things before his grandfather become some form of chairman, one of the most respected men throughout german history. His name was Alkosta Hinez Reznove, a hardline man.
After a while Alexis woke up, dazed from the day's events. "what happened? and why is my voice so quiet." she looked down only to noticed she was half naked with only bloodied pieces of cloth to cover her up. Her soaking wet dress, stockings, shoes and pretty much every piece of clothing she had worn was put to the side to dry off. She looked at Reznove and sighed "how many did we lose."
The large man looked at the flames as they spread through-out the building. He could have only wished that he would have been allowed to stay behind in order to join the action, but his way was one of discretion. He had heard the bullets, but did not intervene. But when the scents of the people were overwhelmed by that of smoke, He entered through the flame, and found himself in the grand hall that was burst in flames. He looked at his Fuhrer, wondering if he would be noticed, but did not honestly care. He found himself walking towards the fuhrer slowly, with the hopeful intentions of being able to prove himself to his fuhrer. He now stood behind the fuhrer, the guards backing off of the giant who would hope to have a hunt that day...
Reznove heard a soft and quiet voice, "We... lost all of them. If I had stayed any longer then we would have died. At least I killed seventeen heavy troops before making an escape." Reznove said, looking around the small cave. The entry way had only a small hole, large enough to get oxygen through. "I had learn how to care for the injured, my grandfather was a veteran medical natzi, now he is the greatest chairman that lived. Thanks to him though, I stopped your bleeding and your wounds should be clotted." Reznove said before wrapping his left shoulder in cloth, "I took most of your clothing off so you wouldn't get sick. It should be dried by now. And this cave should do for now, but you need to rest until your fully healed." -Meanwhile- A seventy year old Natzi was headed towards the Fuhrer's mansion. As he arrived, the house was in flames. He saw resistance troops dying by the numbers. A look of disgust on his face. "My idiot grandson, why didn't he join when he had the chance?" The man got out of the car, and was surrounded as they would protect him. He walked towards the burning mansion, heavy SS troops guarding him. He knew Rene being leader that things would be a disaster. The mans name was Alkosta Hinez Reznove, a russo-german.
"Yeah, I'll grab the clothes later once I've healed. I guess ill have to only wear these bloodied cloth that barely cover my chest and down there." She lay down on a smooth rock ledge which was just slightly bigger than her. and looked up at the ceiling "I don't know what they would do to me if they caught me. From my knowledge if they dont shoot us women are sent to either 'relieve' soldiers or brainwashed/forced amnesia'd and sold as obedient wives to the Nazi elite. And im not going through that again." She let out a sigh before turning on her side and coughing up a bit of blood.
Once the resistance was dealt with as fire extinguishers and fire-fighters cleaned up what remained of Hitler's former holiday home known as "The Eagles Nest". Rene looked around with disappointment, he did not wish to pick a fight. Obviously the resistance never learnt that. If they could settle down and accept his rule, he was actually a benevolent leader with the people's best intentions at heart. As he watched the smoke clear away, he noticed that Adrian was behind him, the giant towering over the Fuhrer. "It was a shame that it had come to this. A bunch of children who wished to play war throwing themselves around like dolls for a pointless cause." Rene remarked, watching as some Nazi forces removed the bodies of the resistance from the palace. "Profligates. All of them" Rene turned around to see who he was told was "The Scarecrow", and the reports about him were true. "I've heard about you, you have been causing quite a stur throughout the SS. Your like me, both of us sharing the same rocketing....success when it comes to our jobs. And that you have arrived, I suppose you want to know why. Well...Reichsführer Himmler had finally passed away from his injuries after the Resistance bombings that also killed Goebbels and our dear Hitler. Considering your remarkable success and talents, it would be wasted to present the new title onto a lesser individual." Rene said with a smile, hiding the clear frustration in his voice that was caused by the bomb. "Congratulations. You are the newest Reichsführer, we shall lead the Reich unto a greater day." Just as he was awarding Adrian as the newest leader of the SS, an SA brownshirt that clearly was a messenger came inside to alert the Fuhrer about the seventy year old man just walking up the steps to the palace to speak to Rene. "Alkosta? What is he doing here ?"
As the SS troops gaurded Alkosta, another man, a resistance fighter ran up to him, "Hadn't I told you to stay away from here Ezabon?" Alkosta aksed. The young man was a spy sent by the old chairman to lead the resistance army to their doom, luckily though he wasn't dead, "Sorry sir, I had to kill offthe fleeing resistance. They didn't even push-" "Enough of your rambling," Alkosta said, "I was told to come here, but seeing is how my grandson ecided to beat me to the race... Get me the man in charge, I wish to speak to him, personally." The young spy ran off, quickly putting his German badge on to let the SS know he was one of them. Alkosta walked again, looking at the dead bodies, "These poor souls, why can't they just hide? Why fight like HIM?" Alkosta's son had died years ago, "idiot Reyland was. he could have just let his pride go, but I gues it wasn't enough."
The giant (after saluting and bowing to his Fuhrer) had turned to look towards the general direction of the old man Alkosta, the man's interest being peaked to the man he had heard extraordinary little about, as there was next to no information that got past Adrian's eyes and ears. He stood still, a massive statue, waiting for response of the Fuhrer towards Alkosta's presence...
After being captured near Paris a few months earlier, Ella was sent to a forced labor camp in Poland. The girl she found in France was executed in front her before she was sent away. Weeks of labor and torture had ironed her body but she could slowly feel death coming from the guards. As the days passed, she slowly made friends with the other prisoners, conspiring for escape. Ella was walking back to her bunk house from her shift, following a path near a worn barbed wire fence, noting the patches of missing wire in it. As she was almost near her destination, she was stopped by a young guard who had taken an interest in her since he was posted there. He persisted on talking with her as she tried hurry in, following her in. She could tell he was trying to seduce her but she played along. As he was comfortable at the table with some home brewed tea, she slipped behind took out a nice string of barbwire and wrapped it around his neck, slowly strangling him with it. The other prisoners watched as the guard's life left him before Ella let up and took his rifle and pistol, tossing the rifle over to on the prisoners. "Are the other's ready?" she asked. The prisoner silently shook his head. "Good. We move now, bunk house A is going for the armory while C and D raise hell. Are job is to go for the commander's house and take hostages. Remember, be silent and only go loud if you too." They all nodded in agreement before hurrying outside. She stayed beck for a moment, looking at the dead Nazi before taking the knife from his hilt and joining the rest of the prisoners in the imminent uprising.
(Going to start anew with Rene) It had been a week after the Resistance had attack what remained of The Eagles Nest, what remained of Hitler's holiday home in the German Alps, and Rene understood that he was receiving more assassination attempts every month than Hitler received in a year during his rule. He was a marked man by the Resistance, and also Highly feared amongst them. The resistance now knew that Rene was a Fuhrer that could actually fight back. Because of his short but violent rule, he had earn't the nickname of "The Crimson Fuhrer". Despite this nickname, Rene was surprisingly a benevolent leader. And even decided to have thoughts about removing the right that Hitler had placed on the Freedom of Speech, believing that it could remove the image that the Reich had of being a murderous and bloodthirsty nation. He was sharply dressed in his attire and went downstairs to greet the Scarecrow, now the head of the SS. They had work to do...
As Stella's cell block surrounded the Commandant's 2 story house, shots rang out across the camp as the prisoners bum-rushed the armory and any guard unlucky to be caught near the tidal wave bodies. She and her casually walked forward towards the house, the few with weapons scavenged from dead guards aiming at the house. As they reached only a few yards away, the front door opened with the Commandant stepping out, slipping his pistol in his holster before seeing the inmates stop. "Ah, Commandant Oberst Hans Wolfgang, thank you for inviting us over for this wonderful occasion." Ella said in a friendly tone, approaching him with her pistol aimed dead on him while the rest followed suit. "Come now, we have much to discuss." she roughly grabbed him by house arm as another prisoner grabbed his other and took the pistol from his holster. As they walked in, the commandant's wife shriek before being pistol whipped by Ella. "Put her in the safe room. And yes, they should one, this is the commandant's house. YOU!" she tossed the Commandant down near a table with a phone. "You're gonna get us a audience with the Führer. Now dial." The commandant shaken took the phone off the receiver and dialed before having the phone snatched out of his hand. "Hello, operator," Ella said in English into the phone. "I'd like to have a word with the Führer, face to face."
After having another officer receive the call, Rene was handed the phone over directly to him. The officer that did hand over the phone had a bead of sweat running down his face, and only responded that it was a serious message, since that it was being spoken in English. Rene looked at the phone and held it directly to his ear. "Hello..." he responded back in English.
"Ah, the Führer. I'd like to talk to you face to face, not over the phone. Briest prison camp, the one with Commandant Oberst Wolfgang who's really doesn't want to be in his-" she fumbled the phone as the Commandant tried to scramble away before stomping him a few times, yelling the prisoners to hold him down in somewhat good Polish before switching back to English. "Sorry. He's bit worried about his position and would really like your company. XOXO, see you soon!" she said, hanging up the phone.
Rene placed the phone back onto it's holder as he looked downwards towards the ground, thinking about the strange occurrence. He turned around to see Scarecrow and spoke. "I suspect fowl play." Rene replied sharply. "And since i can hear some muffled...screaming..i believe that was in the back, I think an uprising had occurred. I know that Briest was not particularly in the best form of defense from what the reports reminded me of, it's glory vanishing over a few years. But... if something has gone down, I cant risk into falling into such a trap. I'm not an idiot." Rene looked at Scarecrow once more. "Send a detachment. I'm ordering an air-strike first, if those prisoners were to escape..." Rene said before picking up another phone and dialing the private number to Luftwaffe command. "Pick out any who survive, kill on sight order has been raised. The secrets inside that camp can't be let out into the public!"
