Inside a small, dark room, where only dimmed, small lights could be found through the window, laid Jaune Arc. The sunlight shined inside his room, showing him sitting down on a rusted, dusty, wooden chair while writing with a pencil on his right hand. The crumpled paper appeared to be constantly folded and frequently placed on a pocket. Written on the paper it said.

Dear Uncle,

My life here so far has been alright. Got myself a job, although it's just delivering crates and stuff. But hey, least the pay is good. Haven't really found myself a nice girl to settle down with if that's what you were wondering, and yes, I know what you're gonna say, "You must find yourself a nice girl so you can have a peaceful life, blah blah blah..." Over exaggeration of your words is what you'd say, but it's true. Made myself some nice friends here and found myself an apartment. Sure it may not be the best, but it's just one small step towards greater things. I'm gonna do good Uncle, and make my parents proud.

Your loving, obnoxious nephew,

Jaune Arc.

Folding the crumpled paper, he placed it on the table as he began to stand up from the wooden chair. Walking towards a cabinet towards his front left, located near his bed. Opening the cabinet he found a black, neatly folded, non-crumpled SS uniform with a swastika placed on top. He started to change his clothes as he took out the uniform out of the plastic cabinet. As he finished changing, Jaune appeared intimidating, the black colors of the SS brought fear into many hearts as it showed absolute devotion to the Nazi party. His hat featured the classical death skull of the SS, and on his shoulders displayed the SS rank of Gruppenfuher. Hearing a knock outside his door, he walked towards it. Outside stood a five-foot-three, black-haired, tan white woman with a brown uniform. Standing proudly, she raised her right hand and loudly shouted, "Sieg heil!"

Jaune responded by doing the stance, proudly shouting, "Sieg heil!" Placing his right arm down, he slowly and softly spoke, "I see that you're doing well for yourself Oberfuher Sofia." Pleasantly looking at the Oberfuher with anticipation.

"I wouldn't say that myself Gruppenfuher. But I could be better." Happily responded Sofia, appearing excited and shaking in expectation. Opening his voice, she calmly, yet curiously asked, "What shall we do today Gruppenfuher?" Looking at Jaune with unwavering awe, and eagerness.

Jaune, happily looking at the girl, decided to indulge in her anticipation. Deviously asking with a small grin on his face, "Why don't we get breakfast at the local diner Oberfuher?" The tone of his voice sounded soft and calming.

"I would be very delighted Jau..." Sofia interrupted herself, slowly, and guiltily looking down on the floor with a sense of shame. She softly responded to Jaune while looking away from his presence, "I... I mean Gruppenfuher. Sorry for my inadequate behavior Gruppenfuher." Appearing embarrassed for her simple mistake.

"Don't fret about it too much Oberfuher Sofia. You may call me by my name when the environment is suited to it." Forgivingly responding to Hans with a sense of empathy. Hearing his words, Sofia looked up to Jaune in shock. Her eyes wide open as he saw Jaune smile upon him.

"Thank you Jaune!" Happily shouted Sofia, appearing with joy and the desperation to tightly hug him. As she attempted to hold her urge back, Jaune slowly asked with his arms and hands behind him while standing straight, "Shall we get going?" Awaiting a response from the shaky Oberfuher.

"Yes!" Joyfully and loudly said Sofia, her eyes gazing at her superior with tremendous anticipation. They walked down the old, wooden, stairs that appeared to not have been tended to for years and wood that appeared frail and easily breakable. Down the stairs they saw a metal, rusty door with lighting that would constantly flicker every one minute. Exiting the building revealed a bright, sunny clean city. It's pavement without a trace of litter and people moving from place to place, bustling with life. In the front of the two SS officers awaited a Wermacht solider waiting at the driver's seat on a neatly polished car.

"Ladies first." Politely said Jaune as he walked up to the back door, opening it for the excited Oberfuher. She walked calmly towards the door and entered the car with him following suite. The interior of the car looked to be brand new and recently cleaned.

"Take us to a nearby diner." Spoke Sofia in a deep voice while sitting properly, her hands placed on the top of her legs. The driver responded with a grunt and pushed the pedal. Passing by the tall skyscrapers that could be seen mile by mile, Jaune prepared to ask the young Oberfuher a question.

"Oberfuher, has there been any activity by the resistance to weaken the grip of the Reich?" Calmly asked Jaune with a visible expression of authority on his face. Noticing her superior's appearance, she respectfully looked at him and responded, "No. The resistance has been mostly quiet so far and all significant rebel agents have been immediately detained."

"I see..." Jaune looked away from Sofia and placed his right hand on his chin. Staring at his window as he was lost in thought. As they entered a highway, he could see a tall skyscraper in the distance proudly displaying a large swastika like a badge of honor, one awarded to the most loyal of soldiers in the Reich.

"Sir?" Asked Sofia as she looked at her superior with curiosity. Only for him to continue staring into the distance until a tunnel was nearby did he respond by looking at her.

"Oberfuher, I need the files of resistance agents on our hands. Once we know their operations and plans will we finally put an end to this tiresome annoyance." Jaune spoke up with a tone of power. His stare towards Sofia gave her a sense of admiration.

The car entered the tunnel and the two SS officers continued their conversation of crushing the rebellion as they were nearing the end.