WWII AU - no themepterawatersJune 2 2011, 13:37:30 UTC
The soldier burst into the office that served as Kurt's interrogation room in a blaze of bullets and blood, killing the guards, one of whom Kurt had known since primary school. Terrified, Kurt put up his hands as best he could while handcuffed to his chair.
The soldier, whose eyes blazed dark with battle under short-shorn black hair, lowered his weapon and asked in American-accented English, "Any more?"
Looking down on the dead man that before the war he thought was his friend, Kurt shook his head. Only him left now.
Dropping to one knee, gun still at the ready, the soldier searched his victims' pockets until he found the handcuff key, tossing it to Kurt before searching the rest of the room. When Kurt was free, he kept his hands up and in plain sight, not wanting to meet his end at the barrel of an American gun.
When the soldier's eyes came back around to Kurt, he tilted his head and smirked, "You don't look Jewish."
In explanation, Kurt turned so the soldier could see the pink triangle on his armband. He nodded in understanding and leaned to the side, eyeing Kurt's rear end. "What's your name?"
"Kurt," he replied, lowering his hands as the man continued to size him up.
Finally meeting Kurt's eyes, the soldier smiled and said, "I'm Noah." Stepping toward the door, he held out his free hand and jerked his head toward the exit. "C'mon, doll. I'm getting you out of here."
Kurt took the soldier's hand with a relieved smile, thinking maybe his life wasn't at its end after all.
Re: WWII AU - no themeopenedbookJune 2 2011, 13:55:09 UTC
I see what you did thar. THought It's unlikely they would have used handcuffs on prisoners. Most prisoners would just comply out of helplessness, and those who didn't would be beaten into it.
Re: WWII AU - no themepterawatersJune 2 2011, 20:34:09 UTC
It's a fill for the SS-officer!Kurt, resistance-fighter!Puck prompt on the meme. Unfortunately I always seem to get stuck on the middle of a story, that one included.
The soldier, whose eyes blazed dark with battle under short-shorn black hair, lowered his weapon and asked in American-accented English, "Any more?"
Looking down on the dead man that before the war he thought was his friend, Kurt shook his head. Only him left now.
Dropping to one knee, gun still at the ready, the soldier searched his victims' pockets until he found the handcuff key, tossing it to Kurt before searching the rest of the room. When Kurt was free, he kept his hands up and in plain sight, not wanting to meet his end at the barrel of an American gun.
When the soldier's eyes came back around to Kurt, he tilted his head and smirked, "You don't look Jewish."
In explanation, Kurt turned so the soldier could see the pink triangle on his armband. He nodded in understanding and leaned to the side, eyeing Kurt's rear end. "What's your name?"
"Kurt," he replied, lowering his hands as the man continued to size him up.
Finally meeting Kurt's eyes, the soldier smiled and said, "I'm Noah." Stepping toward the door, he held out his free hand and jerked his head toward the exit. "C'mon, doll. I'm getting you out of here."
Kurt took the soldier's hand with a relieved smile, thinking maybe his life wasn't at its end after all.
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Sorry, Holocaust buff here.
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BTW, would you be interested in beta-ing a full-length Puckurt WWII AU I'm working on? I'm sure I have huge gaps in my knowledge...
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There are no words for how much I adore this. Fucking ace, dude. Beautiful.
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