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Lessons in Humanity	By : Cytopath Category: G through L > Inglourious Basterds Views: 2781 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Any and all recognizable characters are owned by Quentin Tarantino, Universal Studios and their affiliates. Absolutely no money is or will be made from this original fanfiction.

I would like to mention that any German found in this chapter is translated by a free service found on the internet. I apologize if it completely butchers the language as I'm sure it does; also please do not flame up my review section with post mentioning the butchering. Any native or fluent speaker, please do not be offended for the liberal use of the language. If a native or fluent speaker wishes to contact me with a more natural translation, please feel free to do so.

The Basterds have been hiding in the foliage for hours. The wait was starting to get to the Bear Jew.

"Where the hell ahh they? How fuckin' long does it take to transport cah-go?" Donny asked impatiently, his Boston accent more noticeable the more agitated he gets.

"Calm down there Donny. You'll kill soon enough. Our Intel says that the transport is taking the roundabout way to try to avoid us. But that this here's the only road from Nice, their last known whereabouts, to Paris. They don't have a choice but to go this route. They're assuming we're on foot and still more North so we have the advantage of surprise." Aldo responded in a level headed tone. Inwardly he smiled at his second in command's eagerness. It was like patronizing a two year old excited to go to the ball park.

"Any new idea what they're transportin'?"

"No, but whatever it is Weiss wants it protected. The Brits say that he called in a few favors and has some Nazi service men to stand guard. So we're thinkin' it's either supply shipment for their men or maybe even jewelry goods. Weiss is known for stealing from Jewish families he helped round up. Intel also said that he's got a busy schedule ahead of him with all these parties and whatnot. It might be jewelry for the German elite."

Donny already knew that much, but hearing it again just gives him more reason to kill. The German's think they're too good for Jews but aren't above wearing their things. He'll show them.

From a distance they heard the rumbling that could only come from an auto. Most of the countryside still used horse and buggies, so the sound of a car was quite rare and out of place. They could make out black cars coming towards them, three of them at least. They looked to be luxury cars, which confused them for a moment. It couldn't be arms or ammunition, so it had to be jewels. Seemed like a lot just to transport necklaces and earrings, but Donny assumed Weiss wanted to make sure his ill gotten goods got to where he wanted them.

Aldo eyed the motorcade and gave the signal to Utivich.

Smithson Utivich might have been some small preppy kid from Connecticut, but here he was a swift and deadly killer. His baby blues were made to look down the eye site of a rifle and snipe Nazis; had the damn thing down to an art form. Donny could see a small frown on Utivich's face, as if he was confused at what he was seeing. Utivich then went back to neutral and did what he was best at.

In three quick shots he got each driver and the cars were suddenly off road then crashed to a halt.

Soon several armed guards jumped out of the cars and started shooting where they thought the ambush was coming from.

The Basterds came out of their hiding places and shot the uniformed men. Utivich was still in place, sniping with deadly precision; made the other's job a lot easier.

The Nazi's started to crowd around one particular car and the Basterds knew it was the one holding the goods.

The American's started to surround the small number of Nazis left.

Aldo Raine was surprised at the voracity at which the Nazis were fighting back. Usually they surrendered with so few of their men left. Whatever was in that car, it was important enough to fight to the death.

Donny and PFC Kagan shot the knees out of the last of the men. They were neutralized and bleeding. The others confiscated the SS's weapons as Aldo came around to look at what was in the car.

He was a little more than confused to see one dead officer in the driver's seat and a dead fat woman. Her head had gone right through the windshield and was more of a bloody mess than even Donny could create.

"Maybe we should make the Nazi's crash their cars more often" Aldo thought to himself with an air of macabre humor.

Utivich did a pretty good job as well. The officer didn't have much of a head left. Smithson landed a shot right between the Nazi's eyes. The whole back of the officer's head looked as if it exploded all over the back seat.

In the back there was a young girl, looked seventeen or eighteen, and not much else; except the bits and pieces of her driver's head. Nothing that Aldo would think was worth all this fuss to be protected. He noticed that the girl's chest was rising and falling so he knew she was still alive. She didn't look dangerous so he left her alone…for now.

"What the fuck is going on?" Aldo thought to himself. He popped the trunk and saw it was just a bunch of luggage. As if they're just a family that was going on vacation. The two in the front didn't look married much less like they could be the girl's parents.

"Ulmer! Zimmerman!" Aldo called out to the closest Basterds to him. He saw that Donny was already getting the prisoners in formation and looking intimidating as hell. For the Nazis' credit, these didn't seem as scared as the others; just in a lot of pain from their wounds. This told Aldo that they were seasoned and higher than the minions they usually dealt with.

"Yes sir!" his privates saluted and stood rigid.

"I want ya to search though the luggage and see if you find anythin' of value. Be careful, this could be a trap." Aldo commanded.

Aldo walked over to where Donny was and wanted to question the SS about just what the hell was going on.

"Mornin' boys. Nice day ain't it?" Aldo asked facetiously. Goading Nazis was fun even if they couldn't understand him.

The fallen men didn't say anything, which was what Aldo expected. It seemed as if the Germans were a taciturn people, if Wicki and Stiglitz were anything to go by.

"Sprechen the English?" Aldo asked in the little and butchered conversational German he knew. All the men nodded no. "Wicki!"

The Austro-Jew came running over from helping Ulmer and Zimmerman searching the cars.

"Find anythin'?" Aldo asked as his Corporal got to his destination.

"No, just a bunch of clothes." Wicki replied.

"Clothes? That's it? No jewelry or anythin'?" Also asked, disbelief apparent in his voice.

"Some gold earrings and necklaces, but not much other than that. It basically just looks like a traveling group. But…" Wicki hesitated, not sure of how to explain to his Lt.

"But what?" Aldo pressed on.

"All the clothes seem new and are small. They look like most of it is for the young girl. The older woman might have had one luggage."

"A group traveling does not need armed guards if all they're traveling with is clothes. Translate for me. Donny, stop breathing so hard. You're freakin' me out" Aldo commanded his Corporal and Staff Sgt respectively.

Donny shook his head and refocused. He wasn't aware he was so tense.

"Ask them who the girl is."

"Wer ist das mädchen?" Wicki obeyed without skipping a beat.

The Nazis remained quiet and looked straight ahead, avoiding eye contact.

Aldo was somewhat impressed. He looked at all the decorations on their uniforms and knew for sure these were higher ranking officers than what he and his men were used to. Only one seemed to be an enlisted man. He knew that this was going to be harder than their usual raids.

"Don't feel like talkin' eh? Tell them that if they don't speak I'm going to let Donny here loose 'cause I know he's been itching to take some swing practice."

"Wenn Sie nickt sprechen, dann wird der riesige Jude Sie zu Tod mit seinem klub." Wicki quickly translated

The Nazis seemed a little fazed by that statement. They eyed Donny but seemed resolved to remain silent.

"Alrighty. Seems like a lot o' fuss over a little girl. Donny, show them what their loyalty has won them"

Donny lunged forward and in one mighty swing struck the closest Nazi to him. Usually he would do a bit of showboating before he killed, but he had waited too long and was too impatient to entertain the troops. He had wanted a kill all day and this was his chance. As soon as Aldo gave the command Donny had hit a Nazi the next second. Even Aldo was moved by the ferocity of Donny's rage. It was a beautiful sight to behold.

Donny swing fast and powerful. His first swing hit dead center of the German's chest; he loved the sweet sound of the German losing his breath and the subtle crunches of his ribs crushing into his lungs. Donny could hear the soldier's gasps turning wet, his lungs filling with his own blood. He knew that what the Kraut was feeling, besides intense pain, was the sensation of suffocating; starting to drown in his own blood. It wouldn't kill him straight off though. Donny didn't want to get the kill shot in the first swing. He wanted this Jew hatin' piece of shit to feel every bone that he broke as he worked down the German's body. Hear every thwack of his bat. Feel every piece of flesh he rendered to mush and watch as blood covered his weapon. He wanted them awake to see what kind of devastation the Bear Jew could incur. And then kill them as their body went into shock from the distress. The last thing they would notice would be his bat going right towards their head and feel their skull cave in.

Aldo was very impressed with his subordinate. Donny took to the mission with the utmost of ease. He really was the perfect soldier. Followed orders and did what needed to be done. Not only did the Staff Sgt. do what he was told, he did it with a smile on his face. There was a fire in Donny that could not be snuffed out. Even all this time in France, constantly moving and roughing it in the woods; Donny was as eager as when he got here. Even more eager, truth be told. Aldo noticed there was a slight change in Donny. It seemed as if the killings weren't having the same effect as they used to. He knew he'd have to do something about that; he couldn't have his best man getting bored or complacent.

The others didn't seem to notice the subtle changes in Donny. They were still entertained by the kills and were cheering him on as they scalped the other dead Nazis.

After several minutes Donny was still going at the Kraut. Aldo thought the point was made. "Donny, that's enough. He's dead. I'm sure they get the message" he commented.

Get the message the Germans did. The low ranking one was visibly cowering and crying. The FNG's always seem to be the first ones to break. The other two were trying their best to keep calm but they knew that this was going to be their last day on Earth.

Donny did as he was told but a little reluctantly. His body pumped with adrenaline and he couldn't help but whoop up his kill. He strutted around a bit, giving the troops the show that they wanted. Donny felt like a god for the few minutes it took him to take in work. The Nazi was dead and he was the one to do it. Whatever life the villain had, was gone. All that was left was a bloody pulp the German's mother probably wouldn't be able to identify. That thought put an even bigger smile on his face. He wondered, as he backed away from body, if there was any way he could send pictures to the departed's family. He wanted to go after the other two but he knew that they needed information. Donny also wanted to give the others a chance to have their fun. They were good boys, and they needed to vent just as much as Donny did. They always got a kick out of his performance. Always cheered him on and clapped him on his back in congratulations. It was only fair to let them have a turn; but there just never seemed to be enough Krauts to kill for everyone.

"Now, do we need another demonstration or do ya understand what's gonna happen to ya?" Aldo said.

"Brauchen wir eine andere Vorführung oder verstehe Sie was geschieht?"

The Germans gave each other looks and there seemed to be a steady resolve between the two higher ranked officers. The little one looked about ready to break. Aldo knew that if they kept being so tight lipped he would have Donny kill the officers and not the enlisted.

The Nazi captain decided to finally break his silence and spoke.

"Sie dürfen machen, was auch immer Sie bitte mit uns, wird es so schlect wie nicht sein, was er zu uns machen wird."

He said gravely.

Wicki gave a little frown but faithfully translated. "He says that you can do whatever you want but it won't be as bad as what he'll do to them"

"Who the hell is he? Weiss?" Aldo asked

At the mention of Herr Weiss the Germans flinched and Aldo got his answer.

Donny started to get frustrated because their scare tactics weren't working. He also noticed the looks that the Germans were giving them. Even in the face of danger they couldn't hide their disdain for Jews. Donny would give anything to beat that look right off their faces that very moment.

Aldo also noticed the looks and was getting frustrated at how slow things were moving along. They needed to get the info and head back to camp.

The enlisted could no longer hold his peace. He has heard of who these American's were and knew that they would at least one of them go. He might get a swastika on his forehead but that was better than getting beat to death by the Bear Jew.

"Ich nicht will sterben!" The German PFC cried out. "Ich werde lhnen erzählen, was Sie kennen sie nicht nur dem Bären Juden Abschuss mich!"

"Sie Feigling!" the Nazi captain yelled at his subordinate before Wicki had a chance to translate. "Wie könnten Sie sie zu diesen Juden verfolgt verraten? Haben Sie irgendeine Idee, was sie zu ihr machen werden? Haben Sie irgendeine Idee, was Herr Weiss zu Ihnen machen wird?"

"Ich werde für sie durch den Bären Juden nicht sterben, werde ich meine Chancen mit Herrn Weiss nehmen." The coward bit out.

The Nazi commanding officer looked at his unteroffizier with contempt and disbelief. His subordinate obviously was not aware of the reputation of Herr Weiss, especially when it came to his daughter. Every one of the commissioned officers knew of Weiss's cruelty to the Jews in his arms factories. They also knew of his cruelty to anyone who happened to get in his way, Jew or German. There were also rumors of unfit suitors for his daughter disappearing. The Nazi knew that it was better to be beaten to death by some Jew vermin than it was to face the cool calculating cruelty of Weiss. The Bear Jew might beat them to death with a club, but at least it was quick. Herr Weiss was patient and took leisurely pleasure in his torture.

Aldo stood there in even more confusion between the fighting Germans. It was a little disheartening to see that they were more concerned with fighting each other than the American's with guns, and in Donny's case; a bat.

"Wicki, what the hell are those two talkin' 'bout?"

"I'm not sure, the little one is hysterical and the bigger one is incensed. What I can make sense of is that he" Wicki pointed out the crying German unteroffizier "wants to talk because he's not willing to die for 'her' but the other started yelling at him for betrayal and threats from Weiss."

"Well I don't think it takes a college whiz to figure out that girl in the car is someone important to Weiss. Who she is exactly, is somethin' we can figure out on our own. Donny I'm sick of all of them. Kill all but one. You know the drill." Aldo commanded.

Donny knew exactly what his Lt. wanted. As much as he wanted another kill, especially with them giving him such dirty looks, he wanted the others to get their chances to earn their scalps.

"Hirschberg! Sakowitz! Come deal wit' these mother fuckers and get ya scalps! Save one for Aldo" Donny barked at the two PFCs. Both men smiled at the chance to get in a good kill. They thanked Donowitz as he strode to the car with the girl in question.

Donny hadn't seen her yet because he was too busy waiting to kill. Now he had a chance to see what this whole fuck-up was for.
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