Chapter 5

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Germany, Rule of the Third Reich,1934-1945

He rose from his bed, distraught. He hated feeling like crap yet, he was used to it because he always woke up feeling that way. He cleaned up, groomed and dressed down. Then, the events of the previous day flashed before his eyes; a mother with her little boy, eyes filled with horror and fear...

Instantly, he was in the washroom, throwing up. He never wanted this, he just wanted to be heard, respected-
"Ado, are you alright?" A voice called from the bedroom lightly.
"Yes my heart, I'll be out soon." He responded as he washed his mouth. He walked in to see her stretched out on his bed.

On their bed.

"Eliza..." he whispered, still in awe of her beauty and stopped himself before he rushed back in with her. He stifled a cough and turned to the mirror to fix his clothes. Then, she rose, the gown covering but still exposing her curves as she glided towards him.

"My great Führer..." and she gently placed her hands on his chest. "Come back to bed with me."

"You know I want to my love, but I cannot. I have a meeting today..."
He trailed off when her hands went lower. Then,  he got angry. She was trying to manipulate him. He was the master; she needed to obey his commands, not he obey hers. He quickly snatched her hand and gave it  a good squeeze to which she cried in pain.

"I said nein stupid whore!" He yelled and thew her to the floor. She fell and started to cry; served her right for disrespecti-

He whirled to see her laughing, wiping the tears off her face.
"What is this?" He seethed as she rose from the ground.
"So, this is how you treat those you love huh Adolf...?" She gestured to the recently torn gown.
"I guess it's time to end this." She said absently as he reached for his gun. With a speed he had never seen, she appeared in front of him and flung him to the other side of the room. He hit the wall so hard, he almost forgot to breathe and with that same insane speed, she appeared again, holding him down to the wall. He started to fight and she yawned.

"Don't waste your time Adolf, you're not strong enough to fight something like me."
And he widened his eyes in horror.
"Something? Don't tell me you're..."
"The monsters you were searching for? Oh, Yes. I. Am."
Her eyes glinting with something he had never seen, nor could he ever describe. Then, felt like he was falling...

*

She looked at him with sadness in her eyes for a second. All Adolf was was a beast, even before she met him. But, he had suppressed it then. He was just supposed to kill them but, he took delight in the torture.

Just like him...

She instantly shifted her focus to the man under her compulsion, ready to be ordered.

She was going to have fun with this one.

"The Jews are subhuman beasts that don't deserve to live. If they do, they will infest the world with a poison that can't be cleansed. This is your divine mandate, your sole mission. You will have no memory of me when I leave this place but, you will remember the beast you grew to fear. You will see it in your dreams, your evil will haunt you till your very end."
She finished and hopped to the window, changing her appearance to that of the little girl that manipulated a Baroness the same way a while back. Then, she jumped down, knowing that nothing would hurt her,  knowing she was in control.

She never looked back.

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