Prolouge

He was forced. Taken from his home in the dead of night, in the middle of World War II. He was not a Jew, he was not a dark haired olive skinned boy, he was exactly what they were looking for. He was only nineteen years old.

Alix looked at his mother one last time before he was dragged out of their front door. He caught one tear fall down her face and then he couldn’t see her anymore. Alix did not believe in this war or what was happening to his country. He did not believe in the killing and the genocide

But whether Alix liked it or not, he was on his way to become a Nazi.