The Orinia (Part 2 of Nellwyn's advetures)

I'm Not Into Nazi's (Part 2)

When I woke up, I was leaning against the window in the front seat of a police car next to a blonde boy in a suit who was in the drivers seat. The woman from before, in the seat behind me, was screaming at him, begging and yelling until he looked back.

"Do you ever shut up?!" He snapped. She was quiet. I let out a small groan as I shifted my position.

"Dick." I cursed at him.

"Shut it, you... whatever you are." He said, climbing out of the car. I watched him walk around and opne my door, dragging me out by the arm, which I now realized was handcuffed to my other arm.

"Who are you?" I asked as he dragged me to a large black van. He didn't answer, struggling to find some keys. I looked at the strong grip he had on my arm, then back to him as he pulled out his phone. "Did you seriously lose your keys?" I asked in a tired voice. He sent me glare, speaking harshly into the phone. "Try under the car, right over the tires." I muttered when he yanked me forward. He checked, the keys clattered to the ground. I smirked, he didn't, unlocking the door and shoving me into the car. But then he stopped, hearing the click of a gun.

Sam and Dean both pointed their guns at this boy.

"Drop the keys." Dean demanded. The boy dropped the keys. Sam moved forward and helped me out of the car.

"Are you okay?" He asked, unlocking the cuffs on my wrists.

"Could be better... You should go check on her though." I said, motioning to the girl who must have been having a panic attack in the car. Sam handed me his gun and I stood by Dean, pointing them at the boy, who I realized must have been around my age. "Nazi?" I asked. Dean nodded. I looked to the nazi boy, his hazel eyes staring frustratedly into my green ones. We tied him up in the office at the indoor parking lot we were in.

"So... you think... he's a Nazi?" The girl, Ellie, asked us.

"Pretty cool, right?" I muttered, finishing tying him up with one hard pull on the ropes. He sent me a short glare.

I listened while Sam and Dean talked to Ellie about what was going on. It was pretty complicated. Then the nazi boy started talking, he knew everything about Ellie's life, this girl who was a descendant of Hitler, and apparently adopted. She walked off in a huff and Sam followed. Dean looked at me, off to where Sam went and sighed.

"Keep an eye on him?" He asked.

"Sure." I nodded, sitting down in the chair he got up from to follow Sam. They went into a separate room, closing the door behind them.

"So how are you?" The nazi asked. I ignored him. "Name's Kristoff. But you can call me Kris." He said. Still, I said nothing. He rolled his eyes. "Sports, the weather, global warming, the internet." He droned on and on. "At least tell me your name." He asked with a huff. I glanced at him.

"Nellwyn." I said. He nodded.

"Bright Friend..." He muttered, assumingly the meaning behind my name. "I can see that." He winked at me. I raised my eyebrows slightly.

"I'm not into Nazi's." I said as he cracked a grin.

Kris was looking at something behind me, suddenly.

"Don't kill her!" He shouted, and sunddenly, I was met with a hard blow to the back of the head. I fell to the ground groaning, head spinning. So many things started happening at once. Sam and Dean were fighting. Where was Ellie? There were so many of those Nazi goons now. I wanted to vomit. I pushed myself up and saw Kris get himself loose, getting up from the chair he was tied to and running towards the exit after what looked like Ellie. I scrambled to my feet and, in all the confusion, raced off after him with my head spinning like a merry go round.

"Stop!" I yelled, breaking out into the city. I looked around, then felt a gun at my back. I froze and looked back to Kris's smug face.

"Come here often?" He asked. I glared. "Walk." He ordered, I did.

"If you didn't want them to kill me, why would you kill me now?" I asked. He shrugged, walking casually.

"Wouldn't want to cause a scene." He muttered just when I saw Ellie a little ways off ahead of us, speed walking through the crowd.

"A scene?" I stopped suddenly. "You mean like this?" I asked, whipping around and slapping him across the face.

"What the hell!?" He shouted.

"Bastard! We're done!" I shouted, causing everyone to look in out direction. Kris stared at me, I gave a small smile, before storming off after Ellie.

I grabbed her by the arm.

"N-" She stopped mid yell when she saw that it was me standing there. "You... oh thank god." She relaxed.

"Yeah. Please don't run off while Nazi's are fighting us." I said sharply as we slowed our walking pace.

"I... I'm sorry... I just." She sighed.

"I get it. You were scared. With very good reason." I looked around cautiously. She glanced at me for a moment.

"How old are you?" She asked. I looked back at her.

"Uh... 18?" I said.

"You sound unsure about that." She sighed.

"You kinda loose track when dealing with this type of thing." I shrugged.

"Nazi's?" She asked. I paused.

"No, this is new." I cracked a smile when a car door opened, a gun pointing out at us just out of view of the public eye.

"In." The large man said. Ellie and I gulped.