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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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When he got to the car, Donny took note of the gruesome scene of the fat woman through the windshield. He got a slight sense of admiration for their sniper. Donny admits to himself that he didn't think much of the small guy from Connecticut. He thought that Smithson wouldn't be cut out for the Basterd's line of work. Time and time again, Utivich has proven not only is he willing to kill Nazis with ruthless determination, but he brought a useful skill with him. Smithson was the Basterd's only sharpshooter. Donny delighted in Smithson's work as one would a piece of art. Something about the blood running and splattering moved him. He couldn't help the smirk that adorned his face. Violence just made him happy.

It's safe to say that before Donny became a Basterd there was always something a little off about him. Something a little bloodthirsty.

He finally tore his gaze away from the plump woman and to the much smaller one in the back. Donny didn't see much as the girl was slumped over unconscious. She obviously wasn't dead because he could see her breathing.

"Too bad, but maybe she knows something about Weiss." Donny thought to himself.

Aldo took it upon himself to fetch the girl out of the car and pull her onto the ground. When Donny got a good look, he wasn't sure what to make of her.

She was richly dressed, that much was obvious. From the few French citizens he's seen in the cities, she was dressed in the latest fashions. The girl also had her hair all done up, but very little make up on her face. Not that Donny would ever admit it out loud, he did appreciate fine clothes. The light colored day dress, marred by blood and chunks of her deceased driver, was cut to fit her perfectly. Short sleeves that squared in the shoulders then tapered down to fit her slim waist and flared out at the skirt. It was a modest dress that came down just below her knees. A green sash and bow adorned her hip to compliment the outfit. She also had matching green pumps and handbag. It was very apparent that the girl came from money.

Donny looked to her rummaged luggage and saw that she had a lot more clothes that were just as chic and expensive as the dress she had on. There were several formal gowns as well, which served to irritate him. Something about her living rich off of daddy's dirty money while Jews all across Europe lived in squalor and ghettos just emphasized the injustice of it all. No doubt the girl was probably a spoiled brat who has never worked an honest day's work in her life. His irritation manifested itself in the ripping of a particularly elegant midnight blue satin party dress. It was a gorgeous color and Donny couldn't stand the look of it. He was not sure why exactly he tore the dress but he couldn't stand its perfection. He only knew it felt good to destroy something beautiful.

Donny looked up to see Wicki staring at him quizzically. The Austrian Jew knew better than to ask his superior about it as Donny was giving a grave look. The Bear Jew was not in any kind of mood to explain himself.

Donny threw the garment down as if he never touched the thing. He knew he probably looked a bit weird for what he just did but in the end he didn't care. He's Donny "The Bear Jew" Donowitz and he'll ruin whatever he damn well pleases. It was a childish mentality but he couldn't help himself. There was just this darkness inside him that wanted to destroy things. The kill high wasn't lasting as long as it used to. He had no idea what to do about it, so he continued to treat the girl's belongings irreverently.

Donny quickly grew bored with his ill treatment of fine clothing and went back to the girl. The other Basterds were still rifling through the other cars to get some sort of information but so far all they found weremore clothes. Donny took a moment to study the unconscious girl. What he noticed was that she was definitely young but had to be of age judging from her dress and hair style.

He took in her delicate features: high cheekbones, baby pink lips forming a perfect cupid's bow, peach cream skin that looks like it never stayed out in the sun, and long blonde hair. The only thing marring her otherwise pretty face was the gash on the side of her forehead and the blood that had started to coagulate.

Something about the sight of the pretty girl and blood called to something in Donny, something dark and primal. This wasn't the rage he was used to. This was something very different and he wasn't sure he liked it.

While Donny was staring at the unknown girl, Aldo was studying Donny as he has been prone to do lately. He noticed the change in his staff sergeant and wasn't sure what to make of it. His second in command got that dark look he got when he was impatient for a kill. Not the manic look and attitude he had when was killing, but it was close to his anticipation look. What he was anticipating, Aldo wasn't sure.

Donny's eyes were dilated and his breathing was becoming slightly heavy.

When Donny reached down to teach the girl's face, Aldo realized what that particular look was. It was a look of a male that caught the scent of a female. It wasn't a look of anticipation. It was a hungry look.

The Lt. couldn't blame him really. The chit wasn't exactly Aldo's type but she was a pretty little thing. The group of men hasn't seen, much less come into contact with a woman for months. Anything about now would look good, even the young girl who was surely their enemy. From what little the prisoners did reveal there was no doubt to the Nazi connection the girl had. What regard Aldo had for the female went out the window. To him, the girl was just like every other Nazi German. Military or not, they all deserved to come under his knife.

Aldo Raine believed that the Nazis had no humanity and they deserved none in return. The look Donny was giving the girl gave the Lt. an idea.

Meanwhile

Donny wasn't sure why he was touching the girl, only that he had an urge to and he sated it. Touching her face wasn't enough though. He enjoyed the feel of her soft skin but he wanted more of it. He stopped himself from exploring further as he was in the presence of his commanding officer and didn't know if he'd be chewed out or not. Fact was that they didn't know who the hell this girl was.

He knew that Aldo was watching him so he made it seem as if he was trying to look for things that would identify her. As luck would have it, he found a letter in her handbag. It was completely in German. He saw that Wicki was busy getting the bodies and cars off the road. They didn't want the Nazis to find the remains for a long time.

So he called over to their other translator.

"Hey Stiglitz! Come 'ere! I need you to translate somethin' for us." Donny yelled at the stoic German.

Besides Wicki, Stiglitz was the only German Donny liked and probably ever would like. For his own reasons, Stiglitz killed the Nazis as pathologically as Donny did. They all joined the special team for retribution but they never seemed to get the same pleasure as Donny did when he killed.

Stiglitz didn't seem to get anything out of the killings. He seemed to be one of those individuals that killed just to kill. No rhyme, no reason, no motive. He killed because he was made to kill and nothing else. There was this air of nonchalant coolness that Donny couldn't help but to respect. He was in the presence of a natural born killer. If the war hadn't happened, Donny probably would have continued his life as a barber. Possibly be married by now with his own home filled with children. It's very unlikely that Donny would have been a killer if the German's didn't give him a reason to. Something told Donny that Hugo had been killing for a while. He was just glad he took out his natural instincts on the Nazis and not the Jews. Yahweh knows it would have been a lot easier for Stiglitz to have remained an SS officer. So the question remained, why did Hugo kill those Nazi officers?

While Donny was pondering the German, Stiglitz finished the letter.

Aldo huffed and motioned for Hugo to translate the letter. Being out in the open was starting to make the Lt. antsy. He wanted to find out who the girl was and get the fuck out. Aldo knew the importance of information so he wasn't impulsive enough to kill her outright. If anything, Aldo was pragmatic and a strategist.

"The girl is Weiss's daughter." was all the reserved German said.

Aldo took in the information and certain things started to make sense; like all the security for one thing.

"Well hot damn! We gots a big fish here boys." Aldo responded. Many thoughts and plans were racing through his head. He knew it'd be dumb to kill her outright but knew they weren't in the prisoner taking business. But he also couldn't let this golden opportunity pass them by. This girl was the daughter of a big player in the Third Reich. She didn't look like she weighed anything, so didn't seem like she'd eat much. But there were also hassles that they didn't need when taking a prisoner. Such as always having to watch her to make sure she didn't escape. Then again they were in rural France. She wouldn't know her way around, so if she escaped she'd probably die before she found anyone who'd help her. France might be occupied, but the citizens did not like their Nazi occupiers.

Also with the way Donny way looking at her, she could possibly be a morale booster. All in all, taking Weiss's daughter would be a blow. Possibly even a negotiation tool to shut down some of her father's factories.

Somehow, she'd make herself useful.

Aldo had made up his mind. The Basterds were going to take their first prisoner.

"Stiglitz, grab the girl. Everyone else, let's go!" Aldo ordered.

Wicki, Donny, Utivich and pretty much everyone was surprised that they weren't going to kill the girl outright. From the first day, Aldo had explained that they weren't in the prisoner taking business. This was an unprecedented event.

If Stiglitz was surprised he didn't show it. He only moved towards the girl to follow his commander's orders.

Donny beat him to her though. "I got her" was all the Staff Sgt. said. He seemed to be as unemotional as the German turncoat as he gathered the girl in his arms, but his eyes said something different.

This just reaffirmed what Aldo was thinking. Donny was attracted to the German girl, and he was going to use that to his advantage.
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