Johann, out on a regular patrol encountered a Hessian vessel piloted by one Nurse Olga. The battle that ensued resulted in Johann being forced to eject and was take to an LWB base where he was knocked out and put under restraint and left to the mercy of Olgas twisted mind.....
He has just been taken to the medical bay and striped of his uniform and side arm.
"What happened to him? Is he all right?" One of the assistant nurse asked.
"Ja, he will be fine. He ist just waking up from die Stun-gas. Here, put his weapon und clothing somewhere safe. Ich need to have a bit of private time with him..." Olga stated while handing the nurse his gear.
At this point the stun gas has worn off of Johann. "Unnnnng.... Hey.... Hey! What are you doing?"
He turns to the assistant nurse right before she leaves the room, pleading "No! Don't leave me alone with her!" The nurse looks at him with a sense of pity and says "Sorry, sir, you are probably doomed now. I am very sorry." before leaving the room to lock his gear into one of the lockers down the hall.
Johann and Olga are now alone in the room together, she closes and locks the door, "Now den..." she moves so she is standing over him "You are quite die Pilot, Ja? Ich noticed how determined you seemed to get away from me"
"Of course I was, and you seemed quite determined to capture me, LWB scum!"
"Ja, Ich am dat, Fachist Military Pig" A smile crosses her lips "Which brings up an interesting point... Ich could go for pork chops about now..."
Karl, who Johann did not notice until this point, speaks up "Did you call ma'am? I can get you some pork chops? Ja? Please don't hurt me again..."
"Nein, Herr Karl. Ich was just talking to our new prisoner... err... friend here. Isn't that right, Herr Brunhild?"
"Pork chops? Do I want to know."
"Hehehe, now... what to do to you first?"
"How about let me go?" Johann is now leaning up, putting pressure on his restraints.
"Oh, Nein... we wouldn't want you running away for a while. So, Tell me mein herr. How ist life in die Military these days? Those Nasty Libertonians giving you trouble?"
"Them, trouble? Hah!"
"Ich have met a few of dem. Und Ich was not impressed with their social skills or combat abilities...but hey, Their Kidneys, Livers, und Hearts all sell for the same price..."
"Oh, no, are you going to....." a look of worry crosses his face.
"Do what?"
"Nothing, nothing..."
"Go ahead, tell me what you think Ich am going to do to you..." She asks playfully with a certain menace to her voice.
"Uhhhh.... Uhhh...."
"No! There's no need for that, you'll find that half my organs are damaged anyways."
"Tsk, Tsk... too bad. It sounded like you wanted to play doctor... Oh well..."
"Look, is there anyway you could let me go?"
"That all depends..."
"On what? An exchange?"
"Hmmm..." She looks at him thoughtfully for a moment "Ja... an Exchange"
"Exchange of what? What is it you want?"
"Udo, ich want mein Udo back."
"I'm sure that could be arranged."
"Und you... you, Mein herr are going to be mein little bargaining chip"
"Can I have my uniform back?"
"Nein. Until we know Udo ist still alive, you are mein plaything! Do not worry, I will play nice... maybe...*"
"Wait wait! Use my come in my helmet! It is set to RM fequenceis, you can contact them with that!"
At this point, Karl speak up again saying "Ja! Have mercy!" Before collapsing in a nervous breakdown.
Johann, with a look of mild concern asks "Whats wrong with him?"
Olga starts to blush and says "Oh, he just has fond memories of times past... Now, Karl. If you are quite done, Ich would like Herr Brunhild's communicator"
"Oh, ja-aa." Says Karl as he runs out of the room, returning a minute latter and hands it to Olga, flinching as he does so. As all of this happens Johann stares straight up, void of emotion.
"Look, do what you have to, just contact the Rheinland government and negotiate my exchange!"
"Ich will see to it. I want mein Udo back! But, it may take some time... knowing how die Government works... In die meantime... Herr Brunhild. Ich have you to play with"
Many hours passed, Olga using him for her assorted fantastics, by now she has dressed in in a maids outfit and a remote activated shock collar to keep him under control, despite these precautions he constantly attempts to either escape or break Olgas neck. She has been dragging him about the base, even taking him to the hangar once to try to identify a strange ship, finally dragging him to here chambers for hours or torment.
"I swear to god, I am going to kill you......" Johann growled in a rage.
"Hehehe, feisty little Johann... You no likey?" says Olga, giggling.
Johann just responds in with a growl.
"I heard that from you alot..."
Johann replys with another growl, which Olga responds by hugging and kissing him, causing Johann to growl even more. "Are you sure you contacted my govornment?"
"Ja, but dey do not seem quite enthusiastic about saving you... Ich may have to contact dem again later."
"Well then hurry up about it!"
"Sure thing... but you have to do somethink fur me first..."
"What?"
Olga starts to giggle and blush. "Oh, ich meant you to somethink TO me..."
"My question still stands"
Olga then whispers something graphic into Johanns ear.
"If it will get me out of here fine then........."
Transmition to the RMHC
Subject: Hostage
From: Civilian comm relay node #543702432
The conditions are simple, and exchange. Rheinland Military Johann Brunhild for LWB pilot Udo Ackermann.
Further communications can be made along this communications line.
Malexa was sitting in the cafeteria, staring at her new badges, when suddenly a Leutnant bursted into the hall.
FRAU MAJOR! FRAU MAJOR! FRAU MAJOR!, he shouted when stumbling over some chairs.
Major Malte raised her head. Yes? Leutnant? First, calm down mein Herr!
The Leutnant's breath was verry heavy. It seemed he ran through the whole base on Berlin.
Its a disaster! Johann got captureed!, he said, still out of breath. Recruit Johan de Rechte got captured? Oh hell, it was just a matter of time when they start hunting our new pilots!, Malte replied. No, Oberfeldwebel Johann Brunhild!the Leutnant corrected her.
Major Malte dropped her badges. BRUNHILD? How did he got into this? Hell, hes one of my most advanced pilots! ......WHAT ARE YOU STILL STANDING HERE? Get the fleet out to get him back somehow!
Jawohl Maam!......Erm, Maam? We dont even know where he is., the soldier said, during turning back to her. They left a message, it said, that we can exchange him with Udo. Udo Ackermann.
He is still alive? In the Police prison? hmmm, I thought his mourning stopped........Nevermind. Get in contact with the Police. Tell them that I want a meeting., Major Malte said when she put the badges back on her uniform.
Jawohl Maam, zu befehl Maam! The Leutnant left the hall with the same speed as he rushed in.
Now, time to meet Udo I guess. She mumbled to herself and left the cafeteria.......
Karl walked over to the canteen as he meet a Leutnant. Leutnant: Herr Westerman? Karl: Yes. what you want? Leutnant: I have bad new for you.....they captured Johann Brunhild. Karl: Bad joke mate and now move on im hungry. Leutnant: Its no joke better meet frau Malte in her office. Karl: He was..... oh verdamter mist!
Karl run over to Major Maltes office to get all informations about the situation.
Poor Udo was still in Jail, and Mostly Still alive. However, having eaten his only remaining sandwhich, he was forced to subsist on a diet of jail-issue Synth rations. Initally, he desperately rejected the ration, but with no other alternatives, was forced to down the disgusting bile.
For two weeks, he was fed various colors of Synth Food, possibly as an intentional insult to his LWB status. The result was Udo losing quite a bit of weight, and becomming quite depressed. However, he was more sad then angry or bitter... if simply by nature.
He was also now suffering from muscle atrophy, as he was not being chased around by nurse Olga, and all he really did was sleep on the heavily padded cell floor, eat his megar rations, roll around, and walk in circles. Few had come to speak to him, save the guard who did little to re-assure Udo. Initally, the two had chatted idly, until Udo began flirting with the man.
Now the guard tries to ignore Udo, drowning him out with a personal music player.
"Herr... Guard? Have you ever had a girl you have liked?" Udo asked.
The Guard removed his music player and replied, for once... "What? A girl? Ofcourse, Ich am married. I told you zat before! Why do you ask again?"
"Ich miss frau Eva... she was mein girlfriend in die LWB... Ich... Ich think I love her..." Udo commented, reflecting on times past. His stay in Vierlande, incedents with die Wilden, the times Iazyne and Nurse Olga first appeared...
"*sigh* Udo, Ich am not letting you out. We've been over this. You are staying here until you go on trial." The Guard replied.
"But, when will that be!? It has been weeks!"
"Yeah, it has... " The guard stated confused. "Come to think of it, nobody has come for you at all. Do you remember who captured you?"
"Ja, is was Frau Malexa und... some nice RFP lady I don't remember!" Udo cried
"Malexa... Malexa... hmm, Ich will check mein records. But you shouldn't be here zis long." The guard replied, before turning and leaving the room.
However, Udo was now alone. The fact that not even the RFP guard knew what was going on only disheartened Udo more. He was trapped in a tiny cage, and it was more boring then in Vierlande. Atleast there, the guards would occasionally give Udo to some of the hardened hessian prisoners, who would do... things... to his behind. But Udo could infact stand that more then he could total boredom and sensory deprivation.
His thoughts dwelled on his beloved, Eva Morgenrot, more then ever before...
*Frau Eva... Ich want you back so bad! When Ich get out of here... when Ich get home... yes, yes! Ich will tell you, und you will know how I feel! Und den... Ich will make you dinner, and all of die other things Herr Wesen said!* Udo thought, remembering many promises he had made to himself (and inadvertantly, to Die Wilden).
Humpback 01-34, this is Leutnant Viktor Zirzow. You have all lights green. My wing will fly escort. Perform the prison transfer and we will keep you safe.
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Back on New Berlin, Admiral Krieg paced in front of the Chancellor, "I don't understand why we're doing this. We should just send the Feuer and have them dealt with properly. We could deal a major blow to these scum with a sneak attack."
"I am not entertained by the idea either," the Chancellor said glancing up from the pile of paperwork on his desk, "but this situation has the potential to provide us with any number of interesting rewards." The Chancellor sighed, "Look at it this way, Admiral, if they don't give us Brunhild then they lose Ackermann and whoever it was who managed to shoot down Brunhild. If they do however, we gain one of our ace pilots back and whatever information we can gleam from him concerning the whereabouts of their base. Beside that, we could potentially find slightly better relations with the LWB... Considering our situation with certain Libertonian corporations still operating in Rheinland..."
"Every one of my men knows exactly what they forfit in their service to you; to Rheinland." The admiral scowled. He did that a lot. "In my honest opinion, we should take the Stuttgart fleet and kick all of them out; LWB and Libertonians alike!" He paused a moment, drawning in a breath, possibly to continue the tirade. It had happened to lower subordinates who had incured the admiral's wrath. "But..." He finally sighed out, the chest that held all those metals with pride sagging ever so slightly. "I am also keenly aware of our vunerabilities. If that bastard Powel pushes, we can't be distracted by anything else. I don't like it, and I'll state it for the record if you want, but we don't have a lot of other choice, do we?"
Hans Klemmer performs a systems check on his Wrath. All lights are green
This is Hauptgefreiter Hans Klemmer, reporting all systems green. Military Humpback, we are all good to go. Lets get this show on the road. Good luck in space, I hope that we get herr Brunhild back safely.
Hans takes off and falls into formation with the rest of the wing. He looks down and prays softly
"Hold on Johann, just hold on"