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A speculative novella where Axis won in World War 2. But in 2012, a resistance faction has decided to overthrow the shackles of Axis. It is mostly a action love story. It is not finished. Any feed back about if it is any good would be appreciated. Forgive me I have not edited it. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Feb 17, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Chapter Nine: Night in the ruins.

Wolf and Lilia made there way to the outskirts of the agricultural district. As Wolf helped her limp, he could hear the sirens in distance. But they did reach the ruins. They found an older, long abandoned agricultural tower. The towering, crumbling building loomed over a small shack where Lilia and Wolf had taken refuge.

Inside the old plastic box, Wolf stood by the open door and Lilia lay on the ground. She was looking at him though he took no notice. It was dark but some moonlight came in through the door.

"Wolf. I have always wanted to thank. For when we where young, and for saving my life tonight."

Wolf would have smiled had it not been for the seriousness of the situation. He said, "Lilia, you should sleep."

Lilia was smiling. "Don't call me Lilia after tonight. I want you to call me Fox."

Wolf then looked at her. When he saw that she was smiling, he looked away but talked. "Why Fox?"

Lilia explained, "a code name. Wild Fox. In the resistance, we don't use our real names. Helps us stay hidden."

Wolf inhaled. "I want to join, this thing you are mixed up with, I think you'll need me around."

She told him, "you'll need a code name though."

"How are they assigned?"

"You can only join us," she said, "if a senior member vouches for you. I can get you in so it is my job to assign your code name."

He then looked at her. "OK Fox, what is my code name?"

She softly laughed. "Lone Wolf."

He then lowered his head. "Fox. You know me, I am a solitary person. But when we where young, you made it better even though we where just friends."

She then looked away from him. "Wolf. Would you like to, you know, be with me?"

A gust of wind outside blew in through the door. He looked out and asked, "would you like to be with me?"

She then closed her eyes. "Wolf, I must tell you something. I've known since I was young that I was never going to grow old. I hate them since I can remember. Some of my family are alive right now. Slaves. Shipped of to some frozen wasteland."

He interrupted her. "They took my father away."

She asked, "why did you never tell me?"

He explained, "because he was an inferior. I always feared I would be to. I just wanted to be nobody because I thought they might let me have that. I fell in love with you because you seemed as alone as me."

She said, "Wolf, I've done things. Killed people. Just trust me that they deserved it."

Wolf then sighed. "Do you trust me?"

"Honestly, right now. You are the only man on this Earth I trust. You are a loyal guy."

He then looked at her laying there. "Lilia, I mean Fox. Do you love me?"

She then locked eyes with him and they just stared mutely at each other for a moment. She weakly smiled and said, "love is a strong word Wolf. Sometimes I'm not sure I can love. But I care about you."

He then inhaled and stuck out his chest. "You said you might die. Fox, I'm not afraid of dying with you. But I promise, I'll do what ever it takes to stop that from happening."

She asked, "what about killing Wolf?"

He seemed to frown. "I'll kill anyone who tries to harm you."

She then rested back. "Tomorrow, when we reach Sector Zero, I'll tell you more. We should sleep."

He shook his head. "Someone might come while we are asleep."

She then coyly laughed. "Lone Wolf, you are now under my command as a member of the resistance. I'm cold and we won't do anyone much good if we die from hypothermia."

"Are you sure?"

"Wolf, I'm asking you to hold me."

He then got down on the soft plastic floor of the shack and they held each other. She rested her head on his chest as his heart beat. Almost passing out, she weakly asked, "do you want to be together?"

He stroked her hair and whispered, "we need sleep. We'll know when it is right."

Drifting off she said, "my father. He only met you once, but he said you seemed like a nice guy, for a fascist stooge."

Almost falling asleep himself, he muttered, "from now on, I'm just your stooge."

They fell asleep. Somewhere outside a bird chirped which was odd since it was late at night."


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