AN: I'm on chapter 9 already! :D Wow it went by fast! I didn't realize this before, but this chap is pretty short o.o Anywho, enjoy the chapter!
"He's all yours Donny!"Aldo called to his comrade cheerfully. Donny who had been sitting on a tree stump with his bat layed across his lap jumped up with excitement and walked to where Aldo was with the Nazi soldier. Aldo grinned and moved away to stay out of Donny's way. I felt myself become nervous. I never thought that I'd witness the bear jew in action.
Donny didn't even hesitate to swing his bat swiftly at the man's skull, going on a rampage. The basterds surrounding the event cheered as if they were watching a baseball game. It was disgusting. They were so casual about it that you would've thought he was beating a mere straw dummy. It was so inhumane. He was no where near to being finished. He continued to clobber the man and I heard all of his bones crush as they were hit with each blow. I could hardly watch...yet I never looked away.
At one point I was positive that the man was dead, but Donny still continued. In a word, I was mortified. From what I knew of him, he was such a warm person. It was disturbing to see him act like a savage. I couldn't help but to wonder if I'd end up like that soldier if they ever discovered that I was a traitor. I was nearly traumatized by the thought.
I asked Hugo shakily, "...A-are you guys always this cruel?" Looking down from the hill where the German soldiers were, I saw one try scampering away. Instantly, Hugo shot him with the gun that he had pointed already prepared.
He looked down at me and said, "Of course. They deserve this."
"How could you? They're your own people...aren't they?"I questioned in disbelief, not able to comprehend how he was thinking."How could you possibly...betray them?" I felt awkward accusing him of being one when I was the true traitor.
"That doesn't mean shit anymore. I refuse to be apart of a country doing things that I don't believe in,"He explained stubbornly. I felt like a coward after he said that. I didn't believe in anything that the Germans were doing either, yet I was still apart of them. After all, I was only going along with everything because it puts me in to a safe position. It sort of made me admire the basterds because they were going against such a powerful force. I didn't think that I'd ever be able to go against them like that.
"You're right..."I mumbled as I looked down at Donny as he went to try slaughtering another one, but Aldo stopped him, thankfully. I don't think I'll be able to watch that again.
"We've got to question him first Donny!"Aldo said chuckling.
"Are you okay?"Hugo asked skeptically. "I've never seen you like this."
I stood up and stood close to him stationary. "I suppose I will be,"I sighed. "Thanks for the concern." It was amazing how I used to be terrefied of him, but now I was speaking to him like an acquaintance. Now Donny was the one who I was worried about...
"You know...You don't have to sit here and watch this...I can tell you hate this,"Hugo suggested with haunting timidness.
I giggled. "No, I'm okay. I don't want Aldo to make fun of me."
"Suit yourself..."he muttered.
Within an hour all of the Nazis had been either shot or unluckily been thrashed by Donny. All except one. He looked like he was sweating bullets.
I saw that Aldo was talking to Wicki, discussing something. Aldo looked up at me and scratched his chin thoughtfully. "Gabrielle!"he called to me. I was pretty sure that he never called me by my name before. It was always hun, or honey for the purpose of pissing me off. Maybe he actually has some respect for me now. If he did, I'd be escatic. "Come down here!" I'd be even more happy if I actually earned it, unlike how I get everything else.
"What does he want?"I groaned to myself aloud before heading down the hill.
"You've been full of surprises today. You want to do one more thing for us?"
"I might as well. I'm on a roll today..."I agreed slightly annoyed. "What do I have to do now?"
"You speak french, right honey?"he asked and I nodded to confirm it. "Listen, we need some info outta' this one. We know he knows somethin', but he won't squeal. You wanna'...take a shot at it?"
I debated it a moment. I knew that it would be beneficial if I did. I was positive I'd earn his full trust if I did this successfully, yet it would put my the germans in jeopardy...
"I'll do it,"I answered surely. I looked down at the german and hissed in french, "Follow me." He stood and I grabbed him by the arm and drifted away from the basterds were so that I could speak to him. If the basterds heard anything I was going to say to him, I'd be dead on the spot. I was sure that the man named Wicki knew french.
"Do you know who I am?"I questioned him putting my hands on my hips and looking up at him. He was shaking and I could see dried tears on his face. What a pansy.
"N-no,"he whimpered.
"Well maybe you would if you looked at me!"I hissed. "Take a good look!"
He pried his eyes from the ground and stared at me fearfully for a few moments before saying in recognizance, "Cecile...?"
"There you go. Now you're going to tell me what they want to know."
"B-but why! "He cried.
"It's part of Landa's plan. Now if you don't start talking, you're next on Donny's hit list!"I warned him becoming impatient.
"O-okay! Okay! That damn Apache wanted to know if there were any Nazis in the surrounding area. There aren't around, but there in the nearest town that's about five miles away.
"Interesting..."I muttered sinisterly. "When you get back, you've got to tell Landa absolutely everything that happened here today! Don't leave any details out! Got it?"I spat.
"Y-yes mam!"he stuttered nervously and even saluted me.
"You can go now,"I instructed him more calm. There was no use in trying to scare him even further. I watched him as he began to flee, but one of the basterds stopped him and dragged him back to where Aldo was.
"What are you doing!"I whined. "He just told me everything!"
"Did he?"he challenged as he slipped off the sheath to his large knife. I stared at him with wide eyes. "That may be true, but we have to brand him so everyone knows what he's been apart of..."
I watched anxiously as Donny grabbed the man's shoulders and held him down on the ground. The man's screams filled the air. I could hardly watch. Aldo was carving a swastika in to his forehead. I felt almost guilty. He might as well done the same to me once he was finished. I couldn't watch any longer. I turned and walked in to the forest covering my ears with my hands.
I turned my head to look at them once the screeching ceased. I saw the man sprinting through the trees in agony, tripping over his own two feet here and there.
Finally. All of their dirty work was done and I could finally relax. I walked back to where they were and they all gathered around where Aldo was standing, including me. Now what?
"Alright boys! Raid the truck!"Aldo ordered enthusiastically. All except Aldo and I headed in to the german truck.
I looked up at Aldo and asked in a sigh, "Are you always this cruel?"
He furrowed his brows at me and sneered. He asked answered harshly, "What? You want us to give them a lesson in humanity? Last I checked honey, they don't have any."
"Well you could've warned me! I wasn't expecting you to beat them to death! Or carve shit in to their heads!"I snapped at him.
He shoved me playfully. "Now you know!"he humored. "Now what did that guy tell you?"
"He said that there's a bundle of Nazis in the nearest town and that's in five miles."
"Was he telling the truth?"Aldo asked suspiciously.
I frowned unsurely. "I think so, but there's no way to really know."
"Well if he was wrong we'll just have Donny play baseball with you...If you know what I mean,"Aldo joked, but I found absolutely no humor. The fact that that I was terrified of Donny now made me angry.
"Whatever Aldo!"I spat and folded my arms.
He didn't reply because he was too busy looking at the truck to notice. Donny poked his head out of the door.
"Aldo, we should just take this truck instead. It's bigger and already has a bunch of stuff in it."
Aldo shrugged. "Fine. You've got to change the tires then!"
Donny nodded and went back in to the truck to tell the rest of them. By the time the tires were changed and everything was moved in to the new truck, the sun was setting. I followed the basterds in to the truck, not in a rush this time. I wasn't so worried about fighting for a seat this truck was far more spacious.
I chose not to sit in the front where Donny and Aldo were. For one, Donny scared the shit out of me now. I couldn't look at him now without seeing the golem within him, especially when blood was still visible on his shit, a reminder of what he did. I couldn't stand to look at him right now. Secondly, I didn't want to deal with Aldo's bull shit. Those two reasons were good enough for me to stay away.
Avoiding those two, I sat in the back of the truck and sat where Hugo was. I noticed that the basterds were more distanced from him. He was sitting on a crate so I sat down next to him on the floor. My guess was that they were fearful of him. Was I? Not any more. Of course, I used to be, but now he wasn't so intimidating.
"Why aren't you sitting up there in the front?"he asked me still looking forward solemnly.
I humored him, "I'd rather sit with you, love." There was no way in hell that I'd tell him the real reason why. I didn't need another one to make fun of me. He grunted at me and didn't reply. I grinned at him.
AN: And that's all! :) I've got a question for you readers; Is my writing alright? Not the actual story, but the writing itself. I've been self concious about that lately. Anywho, feel free to let me know in the reviews if you want to.
