Easy Company (Imagines)

Easy Company ( POW Camp)

turning around the corner the smell of flesh and death filled the air.

bull, christenson, perconte, luz, and a new recruit found a POW camp, but they weren't sure what it was for since this wasn't seen before.

everyone jump off the truck, coughing and plugging their nose, but some trying not to make a face as they tried to hold it in and be brave in front of these scared men.

you stood as a statue on the truck looking upon the camp. there were bodies pushed up against the barbed wired fence, all wearing striped clothing, bodies thin and pale, some limping, barely able to stand, some barely able to breathe.

"sir" christenson said to lt. winters as he opened the gate for him, telling the men in the camp to move back. slowly the company started moving in, looking at the men. some of the men started grabbing their arms begging for food, water, warmth, help...

you were to focused on what was in front of you until you felt a hand on your shoulder. you looked over and saw luz. tears filled your eyes as you looked away. luz grabbed you and pulled you into a hug.

the men who stayed outside the camp looked up with you with sadness, tears filling some of their eyes too.

"come on, we need to help" luz said helping you off the truck.

you slowly made your way into the camp, the prisoners smiling at you, gently pulling your sleeve as they respected you being a female.

you gave some of the men water and some food you had. as you ran out, you made way deeper in the camp. tears start to stream as more and more men came out of their huts. some smiled, some saluted, some could barely stand as they made way to the group of soldiers.

"y/n.." you heard. you turned around coming face to face with lewis, "you okay sweetheart?"

you nodded your head before he gave you a look, not believing your response. you hand quickly went over your mouth before sobbing.

lewis quickly pulled you into a hug trying to calm you down. many of the soldier looked at you with sympathy. winters even had some tears brimming his eyes seeing you cry like that.

lewis took you back near the entrance where everyone was. you guys decide to over hear what winters and joe were talking about during their conversation with one of the prisoners.

"the guards left this morning" liebgott translated. they men stood around, some still helping the prisoners.

"they burned some of the hits first, with the prisoners still in them sir. alive." liebgott answered, completely shocked.

"jesus christ" nixon muttered bringing his hand to his face.

you stood silently as they continued to communicate. you looked over at spiers who was already looking at you. you gave him a small smile to let him know you were fine. he gave you a quick nod and a soft pat in the back before listening again.

"will you ask him um," winters began, "ask him what kind of camp this is, um, what, uh, why they are here" liebgott translated.

"he says it's a work camp for, uh, unerwunscht?" liebgott sounded unsure.

"criminals?" nixon asked.