[Paris, France, 6th of July, 1940: 10:30 AM]
As Alderic and Jules had their haircut, Gabriel was the last one who had to be shaved and cut his hair. Igor was very busy snipping and trimming the pink skinned humanoid alien’s scarlet hair. Finally, the extraterrestrial looked at the mirror in which he was more handsome and younger than his previous scruffy and tired appearance.
“ Vous pourriez envisager de rechercher de jolies femmes puisque vous avez l'air très attirant! (You might consider looking for lovely women since you look very appealing!) “ Chirox humorously mused.
“ Eh bien, je l’espère, mais pas à ce stade! (Well, I hope so, but not at this stage!) “ Gabriel nervously grinned and chuckled.
“ Vous pourriez passer pour un soldat nazi ou un professeur d’université parce que vous ressemblez à l’un d’eux. (You could pass as an Nazi soldier or a college professor because you look like one of them.) “ Pierre intently glared at the humanoid alien and crossed his arms. “ Nous recherchons des espions et des curieux. (We are looking for spies and random onlookers.) “
Gabriel curiously cocked his eyebrows and stood up from his seat after Igor brushed off the excess hair from his shoulders. Upon hearing the words from the elderly Frenchman, he grew interested since he had never done that back in his home planet.
“ Alors, vous cherchez des infiltrés ou des observateurs? (So, you're looking for infiltrators or observers?) “ the pink skinned Azurean man curiously asked.
“ Oui, vous pouvez le dire, mais nous préférons quelqu’un qui pourrait espionner et saboter les nazis. (Yes, you can say that, but we prefer someone who could spy on and sabotage the Nazis.) “
It sounded like a very good idea as the Azurean man listened even more to the French Army veteran. He crossed his arms and deeply thought about something he could do to defend his family, the French people, and the exiled Germans and Jews in this time of peril. He really wished he could have done that back from his lost home planet. This time, joining the French Resistance could redeem himself as a hero which he was intended to be.
Listening further to Pierre, Chirox, and Igor’s stories about the Germans occupying Paris and other towns, he was looking at the other elderly man from the window when he got confronted by another man in a grey suit. Gabriel thought of saving the old man, but his father gently patted his back, calling his attention.
“ Gabriel, tu m'écoutes toujours? (Gabriel, are you still listening?) “ Aldéric curiously asked his adopted son.
“ Ouais, papa. Je pense que je suis prêt à rejoindre la Résistance. (Yeah, Pa. I think I'm willing to join the Resistance.) “ Gabriel nodded as he understood and became determined.
“ Pas mal pour un agriculteur alsacien comme toi, mais plusieurs d'entre nous avaient peur de rencontrer ces costumes gris comme clients. (Not bad for an Alsatian farmer like you, but several of us were afraid to meet with those grey suits as customers.) “ Igor replied and sat down on the barber’s chair.
“ J'ai vu beaucoup de choses horribles sur mon chemin. Pourquoi ne pas revendiquer ce pays et les combattre? Ils contrôlent votre nourriture, vos opportunités, et même vos maisons. Si nous ne nous battons pas, quelle sera la prochaine étape? Un génocide massif sur cette planète? (I've seen a lot of bad things on the way. Why not claim this country and fight against them? They control your food, opportunities, and even take away your homes. If we don't fight, what's next? A massive genocide on this planet?) “ Gabriel seriously interjected.
Chirox, Pierre, and Igor exchanged glances and were surprised by the red-headed man’s stern words. Aldéric and Charlotte heavily sighed and completely understood their adoptive son. Jules and Colette were listening and hoping someone would defend their people and homeland.
“ D'après ce que vous avez dit, il semble que vous ayez été nombreux. Vous n'êtes pas un simple agriculteur avec une famille, mais quelque chose de différent. En tant que soldat, je peux comprendre votre douleur, même si vous ne le dites jamais explicitement. (From what you have said, it seems like you have been a lot. You're not just a mere farmer with a family, but something else. As a soldier, I could feel your pain even if you never say that explicitly.) “ Pierre empathized.
“ Parfois, je me sens coupable et honteux, même si je suis Suisse. J'ai beau avoir des racines allemandes, je détestais les complots du Führer. (Sometimes, I feel guilty and ashamed even though I am Swiss. I may have German roots, but I hated the Führer's plots.) “ Chirox sincerely spoke and sighed.
“ Je vois ce que vous voulez dire. Que dois-je faire? (I see what you all mean. What should I do?) “ Gabriel asked.
To respond to the question, Igor took out a paper and a pen with which he wrote something. The bald Russian-French barber handed it to the pink skinned alien man and said, “Assurez-vous de ne pas mentionner son nom en public. Sa vie est en jeu. Les nazis veulent le traquer. (Make sure you won't mention his name in public. His life is at stake. The Nazis want to hunt him.) “
Gabriel looked intently on the paper and read the contact person's name. Then, he nodded, “ J'ai compris. (I understood.) “
[The Next Day: Cafe Rey Bastille, 11th Arrondissement, Paris: 2:30 PM]
Gabriel was finished helping out his family which they remained at Igor's barbershop as their temporary home. This time, he walked around the streets and looked for that mysterious contact which could help him for his French Resistance initiative.
While walking, the businesses seemed to be usual, except for some presence of the men in grey suits roaming around. Just behind him, he noticed the same wanted poster of himself and the mentioned prize money. Gabriel became infuriated in seeing it, thought of ripping it off on the wall, burning it with his own bare hands.
Suddenly, he heard gunshots from a distance and turned around, eyeing the man in a grey suit lying down and bleeding. The Azurean man was contemplating approaching the dying Nazi German officer when he saw some other soldiers coming to the wounded one. Gabriel stepped away from them and secretly used his clairvoyance. From his secret cosmic awareness, he saw a young brunette man running away on the streets. The pink skinned alien man opened his eyes and knew what to do, chasing the assassin and interrogating him.
Gabriel thought of not flying above the skies of Paris, instead he quickly rushed away from the crowd and searched for the assassin. Avoiding being noticed by the crowd or any Nazi German soldiers, he moved around and searched everywhere. It took a long time to find the man. Suddenly, he had gone to the alleyway as he grew tired of running. He accidentally bumped the man in a hat and a long overcoat.
“ Je suis désolé si je vous ai bousculé, monsieur. (I'm sorry if I bumped you, monsieur.) “ the humanoid alien humbly spoke and stepped away from the man.
“ Tu vas faire attention où tu vas?! Ces costumes gris pourraient m'attraper! (Will you watch where you are going?! Those grey suits may catch me!) “ the brunette man in his twenties sternly spoke and grimly stared at the red headed man.
Gabriel widened his eyes and noticed a pistol inside the man’s overcoat pocket, “ Vous venez de… (You've just…) “
“ Tu n'as pas besoin de me le dire deux fois, mon ami. Je vois bien que tu n'es pas d'ici. N'est-ce pas? (You don't have to tell me twice, my friend. I can tell you're not from here. Aren't you?) “
“ Oui, je suis venu de Strasbourg avec ma famille. Je cherche du travail dans le coin. Je vais peut-être m'engager dans la Résistance. (Yeah, I've come all the way from Strasbourg with my family. I'm looking for a job around here. Perhaps, I'm joining the French Resistance.) “
The young assassin intently looked at the red-headed man from head to toe and dubiously spoke, “ Votre léger accent allemand le laisse deviner, je suppose. Je suppose que vous n'êtes pas des espions nazis ou des collaborateurs? (Your slightly German accent can tell, I guess. I presume you're not some damn spies from the Nazis or collaborators?) “
“ Non! Certainement pas ! J'étais un…(No! Definitely not! I was a….) “ Gabriel paused and slightly sparked both his hands with a bright light.
“ Sacre Bleu! Mais qu'est-ce que tu es?! Pourquoi as-tu des lumières brillantes sur les mains?! (What the hell are you?! Why do you have bright lights on your hands?!) “ the man gasped in shock.
The pink skinned Azurean man instantly slapped his left hand to turn off the light from his right hand. It instantly turned off and did the same thing for the left hand. Then, he heavily sighed and lowly spoke, “ Désolé. Je ne suis pas de cette planète. Je suis en exil ou réfugié depuis plus d'un an. J'étais une expérience nazie appelée NZDTLD-939. (I'm sorry. I'm not from this planet. I've been an exile or a refugee for more than a year. I was a Nazi Experiment called NZDTLD-939) “
“ Ça veut dire que tu viens de là-bas?! (That means you're from out there?!) “ the man fearfully shook his hands upward.
“ Oui, mais ne dis à personne que je viens du ciel et je ne dirai à personne que tu as tué ce satané Fritz? C'est un marché? (Oui, just don't tell anyone that I'm from the skies and I won't tell anyone that you killed a damned Fritz? Is that a deal?) “ Gabriel asked and offered a handshake.
“ Ouais… bien sûr. (Yeah…sure.) “ he nodded and sighed in relief, shaking the alien man’s hand. “ Tu as un nom français? (You got a French name?) “
“ Je m'appelle Gabriel David Lumière. Et vous, quel est votre nom? (The name's Gabriel David Lumiere. And what's yours?) “
“ Je suis Pierre Georges. Enchanté de vous rencontrer, Gabriel. (I'm Pierre Georges. It's nice to meet you, Gabriel.) “ the assassin smiled and continued. “ Écoute, je sais que tu veux rejoindre la Résistance. Je veillerai à ce que ton secret ne soit pas divulgué. Pour l'instant, je vais t'entraîner à devenir un Partisan. D'accord? (Look, I know you want to join the Resistance. I'll make sure that your secret won't be disclosed. For now, I'll train you to become a Partisan. Okay?) “
“ Bien sûr, merci. (Of course, thanks.) “ Gabriel nodded.
Pierre looked at the Azurean man picking up something from his pocket and curiously asked, “ Qu'est-ce qu'il y a dans ta poche? (What's that in your pocket?) “
Gabriel showed the paper, revealing the Cross with two horizontal lines and the name of the assassin. Pierre cocked his eyebrows and crossed his arms.
“ Je suppose que tu as rencontré Igor le Barbier puisqu'il m'a mentionné. (I assume that you met Igor the Barber as he mentioned me.) “ he confirmed.
“ Oui, il l'a fait. Je ferai tout pour défendre ton peuple et ce pays des monstres.(Yes, he did. I'll do anything to defend your people and this country from the monsters.) “
“ J'apprécie vraiment ta détermination, Gabriel, mais cette foutue occupation va prendre une éternité. On y va petit à petit. Grâce à tes pouvoirs, tu peux nous aider à saboter ces imbéciles, quelle que soit la manière dont ils te traquent. (I really like your determination, Gabriel, but this damn occupation will take ages. We'll take it one at a time. From your powers, you can help us to sabotage those fools, however you're being hunted by them.) “ Pierre replied.
“ Eh bien, je ne veux pas que cette planète soit anéantie par la guerre comme je l'ai été avant.(Well, I don't want this planet to be obliterated from the war like I had before.) “ Gabriel warned and sighed sadly.
“ Effacé, vraiment?! Comment est-ce possible? (Obliterated, really?! How's that even possible?) “ Pierre raised his voice in shock and disbelief.
Gabriel picked up a crumpled paper from the dumps and a piece of rock to demonstrate the example. Pierre intently looked at his new friend’s action which the Azurean man instantly threw the rock onto the paper as it pounded. Then, he seriously explained, “ Je sais que ça paraît ridicule, mais votre ancienne planète a été complètement détruite par les hommes-lézards. Si cette planète était détruite par les nazis et leurs alliés, vous péririez tous d'un génocide massif. (I know this sounded ridiculous, but my old home planet was destroyed completely by the lizard men. If this planet were to be destroyed by the Nazis and the allies, you would all die from massive genocide.)”
Pierre nervously gulped and nodded, “ D'accord. Je comprends ce que tu veux dire. Cette fois, on n'en est pas encore là, mais il semble que les puissances de l'Axe s'y mettent déjà. Alors, je vais te laisser rejoindre l'équipe en tant qu'espion et spectateur. Quoi que tu voies, ne fais rien, sauf si je te le demande.(R-right. I get what you really mean. This time, we're not yet in that phase, but it seems that the Axis Powers are already doing it. So, what I'm gonna do now is I will let you join as a spy and an onlooker. Whatever you're seeing, don't do anything unless I tell you to do.) “
“ J'ai compris. (Got it.) “
“ Bien, bienvenue dans la Résistance française, Monsieur Lumière. (Good, welcome to the French Resistance, Monsieur Lumiere.) “
[Several Months Later: Bienvenüe Station, Montparnasse, Paris: 4:00 PM]
A red headed man with glasses wearing a navy blue formal jacket and a light blue shirt. He walked along with the brunette man where they headed to the Metro and kept an eye around for any grey suited German men. They descended on the stairs where there were people coming and going.
Pierre turned his attention to the officer who was waiting for the next train and said to his friend, “ J'ai repéré un Fritz à un mètre. Reste attentif et ne fais pas de bêtises.(I spotted a Fritz a meter away. You keep an eye for more and don't do anything stupid.) “
“ Copiez ça. (Copy that.) “ the Azurean man nodded and stepped back a little farther from the assassin and saboteur’s position.
Pierre walked over and stood beside the grey suited man who was waiting for the train. On the other hand, Gabriel monitored the coming and going of people commuting in this place. As the train arrived, the people anticipated entering and riding the subway locomotive. In a matter of seconds, a loud gunshot noise was heard when the people loudly screamed in fear.
Gabriel widened his eyes in shock and gestured to his friend to run away before the Nazi officers would come after them. They quickly ran into the stairs when the soldiers pursued them.
“ Hör sofort auf! (Stop it, right there!) “ an angry male voice with a strong accent echoed.
“ Dépêche-toi, Pierre! Ils vont nous poursuivre! (Hurry, Pierre! They're gonna pursue us!) “ the pink skinned Azurean man cried.
“ J'aurais besoin d'utiliser tes pouvoirs s'ils le font! (I would require you to use your powers if they do!) “ Pierre replied while he was running.
“ Quoi?! T'es ridicule?! Et s'ils m'attrapaient en train de faire ça! (What?! Are you ridiculous?! What if they caught me doing it!) “
“ Je m'en fiche! Fais-le! (I don't give a damn! Just do it!) “
Gabriel heavily sighed as a Nazi truck hindered them from escaping. A group of soldiers were about to leave their vehicle and pointing their weapons at them. Gabriel and Pierre anxiously exchanged glances as they were caught by them.
“ Nimm die Hände in die Luft, du verdammter Partisan! (Put your hands up in the air, you damned Partisan!) “ the soldier angrily yelled.
“ Mais qu'est-ce qu'ils ont dit?! (What the hell did they say?!) “ Pierre asked, becoming lost in translation.
“ Mettez les mains en l'air! (Put your hands in the air!) “ Gabriel translated and harshly spoke to the Germans. “ Wir werden eurem verdammten Scheiß nicht nachgeben, ihr faschistischen Menschen! (We're not gonna give into your damn s#!t, you fascist humans!) “
“ Es ist NZDTLD-939! Er lebt noch! (It's NZDTLD-939! He's still alive!) “ the soldier gasped in shock.
“ Er ist jetzt bei den französischen Partisanen! Wir werden ihn und seinen Freund hier erschießen! (He's now with the French partisans! We'll shoot him and his friend here!) “ his fellow trooper pointed his gun at the Azurean man and his assassin friend.
The pink skinned Azurean man instantly grabbed the pistol from the soldier and crushed it with his bare hands. The other soldiers readied to shoot him when Pierre picked up his own pistol and shot one of them and then another.
They got wounded and shot as the assassin and the extraterrestrial partisan pursued attacking against the Nazi invaders. One of them was quickly entering the truck and picking up radio equipment to contact and warn everyone about the rogue Nazi experimentee fighting against the grey suit.
Suddenly with a blink of an eye, the pink skinned Azurean used his super speed and instantly grabbed the Nazi soldier's collar.
“ Was zur Hölle machst du da?! (What the hell are you doing?!) “ the blonde soldier indignantly spat.
“ Ich hole dich nur aus diesem Höllenloch heraus, das hast du getan! (I'm just getting you out of this hellhole which you have done!) “ Gabriel heatedly spoke and instantly threw him out of the truck.
The soldier angrily yelled when he saw the humanoid alien sabotage the radio equipment by sparking and zapping out of his bare hands.
“ Hör auf! Du zerstörst die Kommunikation mit meinem Vorgesetzten! Hey! (Stop it! You're destroying our communication with my superior! Hey!) “ he angrily cried and saw some smoke and fire coming off the truck.
Pierre instantly tied up the surviving soldiers with a rope and saw Gabriel leaving the truck burning. Then, Azurean man blasted the truck to become fully destroyed into smithereens.
The blonde Nazi soldier terrifyingly trembled to see the space alien’s act of sabotage in intergalactic proportions. He panicked and thought of running away. Gabriel grabbed his arm and heatedly spoke, “ Also, Sie werden Ihren Vorgesetzten berichten, was passiert ist, ja oder nein?! (So, you're going to report to your higher ups about what happened, yes or no?!) “
The man in grey mumbled in gibberish as he was starting to lose his mind after seeing the former Nazi experiment subject’s violent act.
“ Du weigerst dich, deutlich zu sprechen, oder du verlierst einfach den Verstand, Mensch! (You refuse to speak clearly or you're just losing your mind, human!) “
“ Gabriel, il perd la tête. Je ne pense pas qu'il aurait besoin de se venger de toi. (Gabriel, he's losing his mind. I don't think he would have to retaliate against you.) “ Pierre replied.
Gabriel heavily sighed and parted away from the insane German soldier. Then, he looked at his assassin friend and sternly said, “ Fais ce que tu as à faire, Pierre. J'en ai fait assez pour intimider cet humain stupide. (Just do what you have to do, Pierre. I have done enough to intimidate this foolish human.) “
The brunette assassin nodded and picked up his pistol when Gabriel walked away. A loud gunshot was heard as the cowardly German soldier was lying down unconsciously and bleeding. The pink skinned Azurean man noticed the surviving soldiers who were tied up.
“ Qu'allons-nous faire de ces idiots restants? (What are we going to do with those remaining idiots?) “ he asked.
“ Nous les amenons d'abord au quartier général avant de les interroger et de les exécuter. S'ils nous répondent avec pertinence, nous pourrons planifier notre prochaine action. Il semblerait que vous soyez l'interprète de ces imbéciles. (We're bringing them to the headquarters first before being interrogated and executed. If they answer us pertinently, then we can plan for our next act. It looks like you could be our interpreter for these fools.) “
“ Bon, voyons ce que nous pouvons faire. (Right, let's see what we can do.) “
Reference:
Pierre Georges: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pierre_Georges
French Resistance:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/French_Resistance