❌ Nothing Else Matters [ COMPLETED ] ❌

Prologue Part One

Rain fell out of the sky and landed on the hunched, skinny, and broken bodies of men and women below the gray, sullen clouds with a soft pater when it struck their dirty, worn rags.

Guns that were fully loaded were pointed at the marching crowd as they made their ways to separate areas to be detained for working or stripped of their clothes and belongings for killing.

Screams echoed across the land as children were ripped from their parents side and taken away to never see them again or to die along side them in a hole in the ground.

Feet hit the muddy ground as a young Jewish girl around the age of eleven and her mother with no trace of Jew in her stepped their way past guards and spoke softly between themselves in their native language, Russian.

Hands reached out and separated the two as the brown haired girl fought back to be by her mothers side and the old lady yelled at her to be brave and called out her name for quite possibly the last time.

When the girl couldn't see her mother anymore, she closed her eyes and focused all her energy into hatred and anger while falling to the ground in tears. Guards picked her up and dragged her away, but she wouldn't leave without a fight.

One of the guards slapped her face and she opened her eyes to stare into the blue ones of the man standing in front of her. The girls eyes glazed over and the man before her screamed aloud as thoughts of his tortured past and the glimpses of his horrible future flashed around in his head.

He fell in a heap at her feet and held his temples in an attempt to rid his mind of the distraught images he just watched play over in his head. Another guard came over to see what had happened and the same fate of the one on the ground appeared to him.

The girl soon started to yell out in pain after seeing what the men had saw and of the fear that she would never see her mother again. Guards pushed their way through the advancing crowd and to the girl screaming at the top of her lungs.

One pulled back on his gun and brought the butt of it to the back of her neck with much force to knock her to the ground, but not enough to kill the little child. Her cries of terror seized as she lay with her face looking up at a window two stories above her to see a man that has been watching her every move.

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The room was decorated with Nazi symbols and anti-Jewish posters. A music player with a record spinning on it was set next to the window that the girl was just looking up at.

The brown haired and green eyed girl stood in front of the desk of a strong and evil man. The guy before her offered her a piece of his chocolate bar, but she declined in English for that is the only word she knows in that tongue.

"I had saw what you did out there," Sebastian Shaw, the girl wouldn't know his name till the Americans came and saved her, told her in German as he took the candy in his hand and handed her a piece anyway. "Quite impressive."

The girl kept quiet as she tried and figured out what the man just said to her. She responded back in Russian that she didn't hear him and Shaw picked up that she only spoke in that language.

"How did you learn to do that little trick you pulled down there earlier?" He asked. The girl played with the melting chocolate in her hands as she looked to the wooden floorboards below her. "Would you mind telling me?"

"It just happened," She told him looking back up. "I have no idea how it happened."

Shaw sighed as the girl gave a small smile towards him and placed the candy in her mouth. He reached out for a hand bell on his desk and rang it for two guards to walk in.

Between the men was the little brunette's mother. The girl raced to her mother and embraced her in a hug as the old lady told her to listen to the man. Shaw pointing to the two and the guards pulled back the lady to make her stand with them.

"Do it again," Shaw said pointing to one of the two guards. "Make sure you know what happens."

Looking at her mother she nodded her head and whispered that she believed in her. The girl looked at the guard to the left of her and stared at his dull blue eyes that showed some fear of what the girl could bring to him.

With her eyes trained on his, she waited for something to happened till she blinked her eyes and un-tensed her stiff neck and looked over her shoulder at Shaw who had a look of disappointment in his eyes.

From a cabinet in the desk, he pulled a revolver, loaded it, and cocked it back. The barrel was pointed at the girls mother and she looked at her daughter pleading with her eyes for her to try harder.

"I'm disappointed, Cassandra," Shaw said to the girl. "Five seconds and this bullet goes flying. Try it again."

The brunette turned around and stared at the guard, but not in the eyes she was looking him up and down trying to figure out how she made it work the last time.

"One..." Shaw said. "Two..."

With her arms raised, the girl stepped closer to the guard and stared him down hoping to save her mothers life.

"Three..." He took his elbow off the desk and held the gun higher, but it was still pointed at the lady. "Four..."

"Mom," the girl whimpered. "I'm sorry."

"Five." The sound of the bullet leaving the barrel reverberated through the small room and as the lady fell to the ground a 'thump' was heard. Shaw set the gun down and waited for what the girl would show him.

The green eyed girl turned her head to the floor as tears brimmed at the edge of her eyelids. Anger boiled inside of her, for the man who killed her mother and the ones who stood by and watched, doing nothing to help her.

Shaw could tell that the girl before him would do something and he stood up waiting for her to do it.

The girl's head shot up as she looked at the two guards in front of her. Their bodies tensed as her eyes became smoky and her tiny frame shook as a scream radiated from her. With hands pointed towards the men, she forced them to see their pasts and their destined futures.

When the guards grabbed their heads, they had crashed to the hardwood below them, silent and the brunette fell to the floor onto her knees with her hands covering her emerald eyes. A smile covered Shaw's face and he moved from behind the desk and to the little girls side.

"We have more to discover from you, Cassandra," He started as he kneeled next to the girl's racking body. "And we know now how to make it work."

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I am not very good at third person point of view, but it will soon change to first after the next chapter. {Erik will show up then too.}

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