Arc 2 Relations: Chapter 6: The fine line between Diversity and Division.

Both me and Dina were Equally shocked. We thought he came here because we were

being too loud and he came to kill us, but no, he came to talk.

"Talk? What do you mean 'talk'?" Dina asked sternly. I stood up and faced Wrexham, I was

not afraid of him,

"Get out Dina," I commanded Dina, not requested.

"But-" I looked at Dina fiercely as if to tell her that this was not her business. She then exited

the room.

"So, you come to my room after your cousin beat me half to death, and you want to just

'talk', If you want to do that, duel me-" I said,

"Duel you! Are you crazy, like you said, you were beaten half to death over multiple days, if I

were hit you any more, you'd die." Replied Wrexham. I wasn't planning on getting hurt, I

simply wanted to hurt him for the things he did to me, revenge as some may call it.

"I don't care, give me what I want, and I'll give you what you want." My personality

suddenly flipped ass over tit, I was a suicidal maniac for one second and then suddenly I

became a 'tough' and 'intimidating' man who was looking for a fight. At that time, I had no

clue what that was, but now I know that it's called 'bipolar disorder'. It was strange, how

can I switch personalities so quickly and swiftly? Why wasn't I scared? He was still the guy

who whipped me and punched me numerous times, so why wasn't I scared? The human

mind truly is the biggest wonder of humanity.

"You want to fight me, hm? Your choice then." Wrexham said confidently, he thought he

was going to win, HA!

I didn't spare a single second, I jumped in immediately and struck him in the face-

"I know a bit of martial arts you stupid, fucking Nazi-" Right after I said these words, I did a

tornado kick which he ducked and then followed with an uppercut. I was stunned so I

stepped back a bit and spat out blood-

"Not half bad Jew," Wrexham said Nonchalantly. He was still referring to me as a Jew, and

that made me angry, so I flew in with a fake punch which he, stupidly, tried to dodge which

left him open for a real shot, so I wasted no time and hit him with a brutal elbow. He was

sent flying which I suppose also made him angry so he charged at me and threw me in the

wall. I then fell and yelped because of the scar he gave me on the back with his

accursed whip.

Whilst this 'duel' was happening, Dina brought my uncle and Jonah to the door and they

listened in to the fight! What the actual hell was Dina thinking whilst doing this?! But I

suppose, nothing can stop a loving girlfriend from loving her lover (if that made sense).

I was stunned for a second or two which allowed Wrexham to follow up with 2 punches, he

tried to make it 3 but I caught it, spun him around, and then kicked him in the back with

crazy force which caused him to go to the opposite side of the room (the room wasn't

gigantic so it made sense). I then flew in with a combo of punches, elbows, and kicks. I was

releasing all that built-up rage from October to that moment, the rage of experiencing my

parent's death, the rage of having to be careful spending time with my girlfriend, the rage of

being brutally assaulted across 2 days, and finally, the rage of experiencing those horrid

night terrors, I let it all out on him. I left him stumbling around covered in blood, I was

expecting him to give up, but he didn't, he came up to me and grabbed my collar

in an attempt to push me (which he failed miserably to do so!), he then tried to punch me

but only slightly moved my jaw! I was astonished by his resilience! I know that if

I was in his shoes, I would've certainly fallen and given up, but he didn't, he stood there

and upheld his pride. I took one more good punch to see if he was really resilient or just

lucky. He fell and started bleeding even more.

"Hmph, giving up already?" I asked with a bloody grin.

"N... NEVER!" He screamed in a blitz of rage. He stood up so quickly, it was as though he

flew up! He then punched my left cheek which caused hellish pain! He then followed it with

multiple knees to the stomach and finally pushed me to the floor. He was all out, out of

energy. He fell alongside me and tried to climb on me and pound me, luckily, I rolled

over and pounced on him, like a lion pouncing on a gazelle. He then grabbed a hold of my right

arm and started 'choking it', I suppose? I then started strangling him and it was anyone's

game at that point. He wasn't giving up, and his resilience to not give up inspired me to not

give up, so we were in a stalemate. Eventually, we both gave out at the same time and laid

on our back next to each other, I tried to raise my arm to hit him but my arm was practically

paralyzed. He tried to raise his head but, likewise, his head was practically paralyzed.

"Are we even now?" Wrexham asked with a raspy yet calm tone.

"What the fuck do you mean 'even', did you forget how I'm the one in the concertation

camp? You're a Guard who is free to leave whenever you wish! Don't you ever consider us

'even'!" Replied I with an obnoxious and insufferable tone.

"Free? Ha-ha-ha, you are funny, I'll give you that. I am not free, my parents just died in a

bombing and now I am forced to live with Otto because all my other 'family members'

turned me down or are dead! As If my luck couldn't get any worse, my cousin, turned out to

be a psychopathic maniac who is centered around ruining the lives of as many Jews as he

can. He never even leaves this shithole, he fucking sleeps, eats, shits, and even fucks in

here! And he is my new legal guardian for almost 2 more years, and if things continue 

the way they are, I have to be here for 2 years and watch as my 'cousin' tries to turn me into

himself, like I'm his or something. You have a chance of dying in here and being free of it, I

don't!" Wrexham explained to me very thoroughly and violently.

"W... w... what, I had no clue, but it doesn't change the fact that you hi-" I tried justifying

what I said before being cut off,

"Yes, it does change the fact that I hit you! I know you think that Otto is the devil only to

the Jews, but don't forget that dogs eat their kind sometimes. If I didn't listen to him,

then he would've abused me and beat me down to my knees and keep me there until I,

eventually, hit you the same way he hits me! I finally stood up to him today, and now I'm

scared shitless so I ran here!"

"Well, I guess that makes sense. I don't even know. Let me get one thing straight though,

you don't want to abuse Jews, right?" I asked

"Hell no, you guys are humans. We have the same blood, don't we?!" He said.

I was dumbfounded, a Nazi, no, not a Nazi, a German, a German agreed that we have the

same blood. Why can't everyone be that way? How does racism benefit anyone? It only

feeds the pride of the attacker and makes him even more racist. We aren't Black, White,

Jewish or Asian, we are human, we should work together in order to strive for a better

world! Not divide between ourselves. Mathematically, Division makes a number smaller, in

the same way that division between humans just makes our strength smaller and smaller.

What if some extraterrestrial life arrived on earth waging war, would they think, 'Oh he is

black and he is white, they must be 2 different species!'. No, they wouldn't, they would see

us all as the same race and species, and so could Wrexham. So, why couldn't everyone

see each other as the same species and race? Sure, don't get the wrong idea, diversity is a

must in our society, but there is a fine line between diversity and division. If humans could

just work together, then, none of this bloodshed and endless wars and chaotic

governments would occur! We would all live happily and peacefully. The world was always

divided and what humans created whilst being divided is still astonishing, but imagine

what we could create if we weren't divided. We could create flying vehicular objects (I am

not referring to planes but to flying cars!), tools that can move mountains, planes

that can explore the edge of the universe, and boats that can experience the

deepest part of the earth's greatest oceans, cannons that can blow a dent into the

moon and much more. Humans were made to inherit the stars and the universe, but we

will never achieve it as long as division is still a thing! I am glad that Wrexham was not like

the others, and I am glad that he didn't have to drink from the cup of my rage (writers note:

That is a biblical inspired quote and it is very hard to understand. I am referring to 'drink

from the cup of my rage').

On the other side of the spectrum, Dina, David (uncle), and Jonah, were all outside sobbing

because we finally discovered a Nazi which isn't racist! Jonah, being so excited and 'happy'

I suppose, fell over and opened the door. I was shocked that he was there along with

everyone.

"We heard everything, Johansen and Mr..." Uncle then looked at his badge, "Mr Wrexham! I

am so very sorry for your troubles and please forgive my nephew for speaking against you

and fighting you." My uncle deeply apologized.

"Yeah, no problem gramps, just please help me up and my friend Johansen over here."

Wrexham requested.

He called me his friend, that was the first time in my entire life, that I was

considered a friend by a German. That's right, even as a kid, German kids wouldn't speak

to me, German teachers wouldn't let me answer when I put my hand up, and only the Jewish

people accepted me, which did hurt I suppose, but for the first time, I was considered

a 'friend' by a German! God Bless!

"Why does everyone call me Gramps!? Oh, and please I can't even help myself up HA-HA,"

My uncle said whilst chucking, "Go on then Jonah, he won't bite ha-ha, you too Dina, raise

your boyfriend." My uncle added.

"So, this is your family Johan, a pleasure," Dina said dreadfully whilst picking me up and

sitting me down on the bed. Jonah also then placed Wrexham on the bed. Dina and

everyone else proceeded to sit on the bed, as well. The bed could only fit 1 and a half people

so you can imagine how cramped it was, but it was too cold for anyone to stand on the

ground so we had to do with what we had.

"Let's talk now, Johansen," Wrexham said.

"Yeah sure, go on." Replied I.

"Listen to me, I don't want to abuse anyone, but I am not saying I'll stop, if I do stop, Otto

will just kill me off as a failed experiment, and I don't want that, I don't want to die."

"What are you telling us, I don't understand?" Jonah asked with sweat dripping from his

forehead. He was worried, worried that the abuse would only get worse, and he wasn't

necessarily wrong.

"I'm saying that I will continue to abuse Johansen, but if I see a tiny chance of sparing him, I

will. Please don't expect me to protect you, I'm already stressed out as things are now,

having to protect you will only add even more stress and I simply can't bear it." Wrexham

answered. Wrexham had good intentions of course, but he valued his own life more than my

freedom which is 100% justifiable, right? I remember what Brother Marcus told me, 'No life

is worth more than another life', in my eyes, freedom is life. Wrexham prioritizing his own

life over my freedom is (in a way) prioritizing his own life over mine, which is 

wrong, but it is human nature, humans will kill anyone just for their survival, that

doesn't mean it's the right thing to do, it just means that it's the normal thing to do. Just

because something is normal, doesn't mean it's right.

"Is that all? We would love to talk in private." Dina asked and stated sternly. Dina was still

cautious of Wrexham for some reason. However, it did make sense as he was a Nazi and

one of our persecutors so it would make sense to be cautious around him.

"Yeah, it's just that... if Otto sees me covered in blood, he will know a Jew did this and will

go ballistic, that's the last thing we want. If you guys can give me one of your shirts so I can

wipe this blood, that would be awesome." Wrexham requested.

"Yeah sure," Jonah then took off his shirt and gave it to him, "Wipe your blood off of your

face," Jonah said. Wrexham then proceeded to clean his blood off of his face and put on an

eyepatch to cover his black eye.

"Thank you, Guys, For everything. I hope Otto takes it easy on you and please don't expect

me to protect you, I'll try though, but I am not promising." Wrexham said with a faint smile

before leaving the room.

"What the actual... FUCK! Johan, help me understand the logic here okay... You get

absolutely demolished by the devil essentially, and then you proceed to beat up his cousin

whilst being essentially half dead-" My uncle paused as he saw the scar, "Dina, Jonah look

at this..." He pointed at my scar and got close "What the hell happened there?" Dina

asked.

"It's just one of Otto's stupid torture methods," I said with a monotone tone. "Now if you

would please let me go to sleep, my back hurts very bad because of the torture," I said with

an annoyed tone. My uncle and Jonah then left the room but Dina stayed. She came up to

me and touched my scar and then kissed it.

"There, let's hope that heals it," Dina said whilst chuckling.

"Thank you, Dina," I said before kissing her on the cheek. She then left the room and I fell

asleep. Her beautiful, big, green eyes blessed my dreams that night and, for the best time

in months, I had a good dream. It was just me and her, wandering about in a never-ending

Utopia. The dream felt like a million years, but it was only a couple of hours. I wish I could

say exactly what the dream was, but it was like my second life, it would take forever.