Name: Neriah Marswick
Age: 19
Appearence: X

(sorry it is short, I left the rest off for character deveolpment)

Name:
Vered Uzi

Gender:
Male (obviously XD)

Age:
19

Apperance:
XX

((Same with my character. I usually explain everything in the post. :"3))

A group of shadows moved across the alley silently, hushed voices were only under a whisper; just loud enough for each one to here. It was 1940, the germans were rounding up jews int he cities. Neriah, a young woman of nineteen, was in the huddled group. In each hand was a bag, her body over bearing with as much clothes as she could wear.
She was one of the few who were smart enough to hide, many of the others said that the Germans would eventually tire of the search. Neriah knew this was wrong, she didn't say anything though; she never did. She hardly talked, many said she was mute. That wasn't true, she just felt no need to talk with those whoes opinion she ahd no respect for. Her long black hair was tucked under a cap, the overwhelming amount of clothes was over heating her.
I was the summer, in the daylight they would look conspicous and suspicous. The star of david was sewn to her coat, as soon as she was in hiding she would take it off. She would put it somewhere till the war ended. She knew this would not happen for a while. The first stop was made, a family was dropped off at some friend's house.
The group moved further on, there was around ten more of them and one or two others who were helping. Her feet were hurting and she wondered when she would be dropped off. She did not bother to ask, she knew the location; just not when they were going to reach it. Finally, coming to an old office building. She was dropped off, she was told there was one other comign later. She nodded, taking the bags she went into the building.
The owner was there and brought her up stairs after stairs, finally to a hidden door. She opened the door and told Neriah to take a room and get situated. It would be around another hour before the other person came. The area of the hidden space as decent. There was a kitchen, living space, and a desk. Upon further inspection she found one and a half bathrooms and three bedrooms. They were all around the same size and she chose the one with the sky light. She put her bags down and pulled off each layer of clothes untils he was down to her green dress. She began to put the clothes away.

Vered looked down at his worn out sandals, he only carried one bag that was neatly on his back. He was somewhat fortunate that he was half german and that looks were those of a german yet he was also jewish. He wondered what happened to his mother that he cared so much for. He looked up at the sky wondering if his mother was in the clouds. the only thing left in this world was his baby sister. He vowed he protect her, although she wasn't as fortunate as him. She carried the looks of a Jewish.

He held his seven year old sister's hand as they walked. He kept his head down low his hat covering most of his face as the group hurried their way around the town.
Vered remembered the day it all happened. Hitler came into power, soliders rammed their way into Jewish homes. It was such a bright day as well, he was playing with his sister in the meadow just a good two minutes away from their home, until the blonde heard gunshots from the house. He remembered well; how he told his sister to climb on his back and hold tightly as he ran to his house to find his mother lying on the floor blood splattered onto floor.
"Brother! We're here!" His remembrance was cut short from his sister tugging on his shirt.
"Oh right" Vered spoke, faking a smile as they entered the building.

A man waited, he looked shaky. "Thank you" Vered said softly as the man showed him the way upstairs and into a hidden room.