The Scientist's Son and The Soldier's Daughter

19 years later...

~Delilah's flashback~

"How long are you going away?", I asked my father. "Hard to say. With those Nazi bastards a threat to the U.S, I could be gone for a while.", my father explained, throwing his military bag over his shoulders. "Ok, but please be safe. I know that you're "Tank Dempsey", but even legends need to be careful. They can't keep taking risks all the time.", I said. My father chuckled and kissed my forehead. "Don't worry. I'll be back soon. Also, it's good to take risks.", he waved and left the house, entering the army jeep that was waiting outside.

~End of flashback~

Delilah's POV

That was the last time I ever saw him. That was 3 years ago. Those Nazi bastards took him away. I swear, when I find them, I will make their blood spill. That's the only reason why I joined the marines. "Sergeant Dempsey?", my friend, Sergeant Colleen Williams, called from the doorway. I sat up from my bed and looked at her. She had her auburn hair in a short ponytail, her bangs slightly covering her light brown eyes, and she wore the usual army jumpsuit. "Yes Colleen?", I asked. "The general wants you to head to Berlin, Germany. He thinks that's where one of the Nazis' hideouts are located. Maybe Dr. Edward Richtofen is there, as well." I sat up even straighter on my bed. Just who I was looking for! Richtofen! He's the one who has my dad. "Tell the general, I'll leave tonight and tell him that I need a squad.", I smiled, thinking of being reunited with my father and the pleasure of killing the bastard that took him.

Evan's POV

"Evan!", my father yelled, from downstairs. I groaned and slowly got out of bed. I went to my elegant wardrobe and started to put on my usual outfit: my favorite black and blue long-sleeved shirt, black pants, and my dark blue boots. I didn't bother brushing out my hair, so I put on my favorite solid black cap to cover the mess. Before I left, I put on my white lab coat, making sure that it covered my shirt good. I know, that things get very messy when it comes to my father's lab. I headed downstairs to where the "test subjects" were being held and where my father was. I opened the lab door and went in, about to vomit at the smell of blood and decaying flesh. My father somehow can ignore the smell, while I try very hard not to lose my stomach. "You called for me father?", I asked, putting on my gloves. My father turned around from a dead body. The mexican died already?  "Yes. I need your help getting the new test subject in. Be warned, he's a tough one.", my father said. I nodded and followed my father to a small backroom. In the middle of the room, a man was strapped to a chair, snoring softly. My father grabbed his left arm and I grabbed his right arm. Together we carried the man and strapped him to the table, where the mexican was laying. My eyes widened a little at the fact that neither me nor my father removed the body. So, where was he? "Son, get behind me now!", my father ordered, pointing a gun in my direction. I slowly turned around and saw the mexican. Only, it wasn't him. His eyes glowed yellow and his body looked gray. He hollered at me with a piercing yell and he charged at me. I stood there, looking at the reanimated corpse. I felt the strong grip of my father, as he pushed me away from the corpse and shot him, right in the head. The body collapsed as I walked up to it. How could dead bodies move on their own? "Evan. The subject is vaking up.", my father smiled. I smiled as well, but in my mind I still pondered at what happened. "Who the fuck are you!?", the man growled. "Ah, americans, alvays vith the questions. Evan, make him go to shleep.", my father smiled. I nodded as I jammed a needle in the american's neck. He looked at me coldly, slowly closing his eyes. Someone started to knock on the door. My father walked over and opened the door, looking at a young Nazi soldier. "Vhat is it!? Can't you shee ve are busy!?", my father shouted angrily at the terrified soldier. If only people feared me like my father, but they think I am weak. "Sir, we have word that the americans have found our hideout and they are coming here, right now!", the soldier frantically said. "Very vell. I shall take the subjects vith me. Evan, stay here and defend zhis place. Understood?", my father said. "Understood.", I said. The soldier gestured me to follow him, but before I went, my father placed his hand on my shoulder. "Also, if you happen to run into any american, don't hesistate. Kill zhem.", my father said coldly, before closing the lab door. I looked confused, but I shook it off, and followed the soldier down the hallway.

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