WWII

Jane looked at the gadgets in her hand, observing them for a long time, then looked up at the men before her. One was dressed in a twill suit and formal shirt and shoes, while the other wore a tanktop, cargo pants and boots. Around them was a heavily Polish atmosphere, but namely the three were under a green tent.

"What is your answer, Ms. Kwiatkowska?" The man in the boots asked, speaking Polish. Jane sat down, finding it now hard to breathe. She could not believe what the men had just told her; that Germany and the Soviet Union both were getting ready to send in more troops to Polish territories. Meanwhile, no other countries quite wanted to step in against Germany or the Soviets.

"This is a lot to take in. Why have you chosen me?" Jane asked, being just a farmer's daughter. As the man in the suit opened his mouth to say something, a bullet sprang through his chest toward Jane. She gasped, the blood in her veins got hot and her stomach dropped. The man in the boots sprung around, aiming his hand gun and fired several shot blindly out of the tent. "Put the bands on!!" He roared at Jane.

Jane put the bands on her wrists just as a second bullet cut through his brain. The shooter stepped into the tent, about six or seven feet away from Jane. He smiled grimly as he wiped his gun, walking a bit closer. He pulled her by the hair, drawing her closer in, then putting his gun against her head. "I need those bands." He said in English, but with a German accent.

Jane tried to push the man away, and as she did, there was an audible, electronic beep and a propulsion field emitted from her bands, blasting Gregor away. Jane watched in disbelief, then snapped out of it and sprinted away from the scene.

John stood in the hot humidity of Paris Island as men all around him panted but he stood fine. He looked around and then up at a tower above him. "My time?"
"Improved over the last one by 5 seconds Corporal."
"Great." John smiled. "I'm gonna go see if I can't beat that." He said walking off and pulling his shirt off.

"Those were the best men in the regiment and he smoked '.em" A officer said.
"I know Captain, I told you the serum works."

Gregor stepped through a large wooden door, one man guarding each side of it, and shut it behind him. Before him, Adolf Hitler sat, his back to him, facing out a large window overlooking the countryside. "Enjoying your vacation, my friend?" Gregor asked in German.

Hitler spun around and faced him. "A wonderful suggestion, I must admit." Gregor walked closer to him, putting his palm on Hitler's forehead, accessing his mind easily. "I think I have a few more things in mind."

Aleksander sat looking at the picture of his wife and kids as the rabbit he shot earlier slowly cooked over the fire. He took his family into hiding during the German invasion and was seperated from them when the Russians came. Since then he has met with a small group of the polish underground and joined with them. The rest of the men were off celebrating thier latest victory, a small victory but still a victory. He pulled his rabbit off the fire leaning back on the tree he sat under and started eating.

John was moving through the woods in Poland now. He had recently been inserted into the area by the British MI6 and was scouting out the situation and following leads.

Jane sat behind a tree being as quiet as she could, trying to identify the soldiers' country of origin.

John stopped and stacked up against a tree hearing a German patrol nearby.

Thomas studied a map marking the spots where the polak rebels had been routed out. There were still so many places for them to hide it was nearly impossible to route them all out.

Jane sprung out from behind the tree as she noted American flag on John's sleeve. "Americans!" She shouted in her best American accent.

Aleksander looked up hearing someone shout and grabbed his rifle following the others to see what was going on. He came up behind Jane aiming his rifle at John.

John spun around aiming at Alexander and Jane. "God damn it..." He muttered.

"Lower your weapon" Aleksander shouted in Polish.

"Not gonna happen buddy." John said back in polish. "Not your enemy, but the huns are coming."

"They have not found us yet" Alek replied

"Well they are coming now, and you two shouting ain't helping any." John said.

"But I've said nothing!" Jane said in Polish. "Quite now, we'll go."

"You yelled 'Americans' doll." James said.

Jane smiled. "You see, my memory fails me when I see such a handsome soldier."

"Then you have lead them here" Alek said lowering his rifle. "We will handle them though."

"I'll handle them." John said.

Jane kept quiet about her bands and even put them in her coat pocket. "I have nowhere to go. Will one of you take me in?"

John noticed Jane. "Yeah, I can get you out of the country."

"What do you mean? This is my home." Jane said naively.

"Like get you to safety." John said playing along with her.

"You can come with us" Alek said motioning towards the others behind him before glancing at John "This is our home and we will protect it. You are welcome to help if you wish."