From Hell and Back 2The train screeched to a halt, jerking the eighteen occupants forward slightly in their seats.More Like This
After a few moments doors on the side of the train slid open slowly, metal shrieking against metal until it was open enough to let them out one at a time. All of the occupants stood, most stretching out their arms and twisting side to side to try and get rid of any stiffness that was a result of being in a sitting position for so long.
The land beyond the train was gloomy. Various buildings strewn along stratigically, with dirt paths leading along to said buildings and in a large loop around the whole area. From where they stood they could see a large, blue colored building about a hundred feet from the area they were near.
Before they could get a better look a short, slender female in a made her way to about the middle of the area where the two teams were. She cleared her throat and waited till she had the attention of everyone.
"Hello," She began, adjusting her glasses and smoot
Edek stuffName: Zedekiah AuerbachMore Like This
Eye color: Brown
Skin color: Darkish, like a really dark tan.
Birthday: October 12
Personality: Nationalistic, loyal to those he cares about, respectful (Well...if he deems you worthy of his respect)
Backgroundreally long, sorry)
Edek used to serve in the IDF (Israeli Defense Force), he was a great soldier, very good at leading...not so good at taking commands...
He managed to work his way up the ranks fairly quickly because he'd trained with his father at a young age up until young adulthood. Edek pretty much worshipped the ground the IDF walked on. That's all he wanted to be.
He had no thought towards schooling and dropped out at 16, then spent two years till he was an adult focusing only on getting fit enough and training hard enough to be a good soldier.
At 18 he joined the IDF. Did well.
At 24 he led a squad of four m
From Hell and BackThe unmarked train moved at a steady pace across ever-changing landscapes. It moved through plains, deserts, small communities, etc. To anyone who happened to glance at the train, with it's reddish, rusted iron sides, roof, and floor, it looked like a mere cattle car. Simply transporting cows to either be slaughtered as soon as they got to their destination or not very long after...More Like This
In a way though...they weren't that far off from the truth.
In fact, the only real difference was that the occupants were humans.
Eighteen humans, divided into teams of nine, all knowingly heading to their death...er...deaths. Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on your view on life, death was hardly ever permanent. In fact, it seemed almost another mundane part of life.
It felt like they'd been on the train for years, when in fact it had been only thirty-six hours. It had been a hassle, gathering nine people into one train car, only to later have to stop and pick up nine more occupants. For some reas