Maria's Story: Being Me
Disclaimer: The Plot and Characters belong to The Sound of Music & 20th Century Fox, However Maria's Thoughts are mine.
Written by: Maria's Georg
Authors Note* I included the 3 deleted scenes from the film, info I learned and info I made up. Also this is a working story, and a working tittle! Enjoy Reading and please review it! Feel free to e-mail me! No more review ransoms for this fanfiction.however I'm not sure if I will have them for future fanfictions. I will have to see. For those of you still reading and still reviewing I thank you all so very much w/you this section wouldn't be possible! Look how far we've gotten since April going from no som fanfiction to an archive, 50 fanfictions here and a whole slue of fanfiction writers/readers!
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Chapter 26: Deal with the Devil
"It's not only strains my back, but it brakes my heart when I think of a certain singing group that will not appear at the festival tonight."
"By the time you've made the announcement, we'll be over the border."
"I hope you appreciate the sacrifice I'm making."
"You have no choice."
"I know. That's why I'm making it."
"Why doesn't father turn the motor on?" I open my mouth to speak but Kurt answers a little to loudly before me.
"Because he doesn't want anyone to hear us!"
"Sh!"
"What will Frau Schmidt and Franz say when they discover we're gone?" Louisa asks just as curious as the others. I suppose it's better asking questions then crying.
"They'll be able to answer truthfully if anyone asks them."
"Well we be coming back here?" Doubtful, once the Nazi's completely take over it'll never be safe here.
"Someday, Liesl. I do hope someday."
"Are Father and Uncle Max going to push the car all the way to Switzerland?"
"Sh!" I spoke and patted her head in an attempt to keep her quiet. As Kurt pushes through the gate, and returns to his spot helping the others push the car past the Gate. We all race to the car in an attempt to leave quietly and quickly.
Unfortunately, a flash of bright lights illuminates our surroundings. I whip around to see nothing but blinding light and I squint trying to see through the floods of light which seem content to attack me as I stand. The lights slightly dim, I begin to make out two Nazi cars with their leader standing above them ready and waiting for us.
I feel the children stiffen, immediately and the fear rise in them in a cold terrifying moment. I feel the terror just as badly, as it rises with in seconds and I mask my emotions for the sake of the children. I recognize the man in charge of the Nazi's as a Political Nazi that had attended Georg's lavish Party for the Baroness. I immediately felt the cold energy coming from my husband, I knew he disliked and even perhaps hated that man.
"Something wrong with your car, Captain?" We all look to Georg for an answer.
"Yes, as a matter of fact we couldn't get it started." Georg says with a laugh trying to buy us time.
"Karl!"
"Fix Captain von Trapp's car so that it will start." The Nazi moves to start the car. In seconds, with a swift turn of the key, the engine roars to life. The Nazi then moves back to his stationary position. In an attempt to act innocent Georg shrugs and pretends to be amazed.
"Excellent Karl. I have not asked you where you and your family are going, nor have you asked me why I'm here."
"Well, apparently we're both suffering from a deplorable lack of curiosity."
"You were sent a telegram in which you did not answer. A telegram from Admiral von Schreiber, of the Navy of the third Reich." The coldness in his voice was as evident as his business about being here. Georg who was leaning against the open car door, slammed the door shut in a fit of frustration and anger.
"I was under the impression, Herr Zeller. That the contents of telegrams in Austria are private.at least the Austria I know."
"I have my orders - and they are to take you personally to Bremerhaven tonight, where you will accept your commission."
"I'm afraid that's going to be quite impossible. You see we, uh, um all of us, the entire family will be singing in the festival tonight. As a matter of fact that's where we're going now." A brilliant idea! I pray that we can get away from then during the festival.that is if they believe our story.
"I just hope we're not too late." It sort of slipped out of my mouth, I didn't know quite what to say at the moment. I just wanted to let my husband know that I was there.right there with him.
"Yes."
"And you ask me to believe this - that you Captain von Trapp are singing in a concert?"
"Believe me it will be a performance beyond anything even I have dreamt of."
"Like you Herr Zeller, I too am a man of hidden talents." I look towards Georg at that. I immediately know there's a hidden meaning in his sarcastic remark.
"Yes, um here." Max pulls out the program Brigitta earlier showed to me, attempting to get out of this sticky situation.
"It says here only the names of the children."
"It says the von Trapp Family Singers, and I'm the head of the von Trapp family. Am I not?"
"And these travel clothes that you're all wearing?"
"Our costumes naturally. Herr Zeller this night air is not good for the children's voices." I speak, trying to persuade Zeller as much as I can. I feel Georg's eyes on me, and we share a knowing glance. And deep down I saw a flash of fear in his eyes hidden beneath his strength and courage.
"Well, a slight delay in my orders will not be serious. Therefore you will sing. You will all sing, but only because that the way I want it to be. It will demonstrate that nothing in Austria has changed. And when you are finished singing, you Captain von Trapp will be taken to Bremerhaven." My eyes flee to Georg, a chilling feeling of terror races through me. I want to wrap myself around him and protect him from the Nazi's.
"Now if you will all get into your car. We will escort the von Trapp family singers to the festival."
"No escort will be necessary, Herr Zeller."
"Necessary? A Pleasure Captain, after all we would not want you to get lost in the crowds would we?"
"No." We all race to the car and the children pile in frightened as can be. As I get in Georg gives me a sign. Everything will be okay.
Disclaimer: The Plot and Characters belong to The Sound of Music & 20th Century Fox, However Maria's Thoughts are mine.
Written by: Maria's Georg
Authors Note* I included the 3 deleted scenes from the film, info I learned and info I made up. Also this is a working story, and a working tittle! Enjoy Reading and please review it! Feel free to e-mail me! No more review ransoms for this fanfiction.however I'm not sure if I will have them for future fanfictions. I will have to see. For those of you still reading and still reviewing I thank you all so very much w/you this section wouldn't be possible! Look how far we've gotten since April going from no som fanfiction to an archive, 50 fanfictions here and a whole slue of fanfiction writers/readers!
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Chapter 26: Deal with the Devil
"It's not only strains my back, but it brakes my heart when I think of a certain singing group that will not appear at the festival tonight."
"By the time you've made the announcement, we'll be over the border."
"I hope you appreciate the sacrifice I'm making."
"You have no choice."
"I know. That's why I'm making it."
"Why doesn't father turn the motor on?" I open my mouth to speak but Kurt answers a little to loudly before me.
"Because he doesn't want anyone to hear us!"
"Sh!"
"What will Frau Schmidt and Franz say when they discover we're gone?" Louisa asks just as curious as the others. I suppose it's better asking questions then crying.
"They'll be able to answer truthfully if anyone asks them."
"Well we be coming back here?" Doubtful, once the Nazi's completely take over it'll never be safe here.
"Someday, Liesl. I do hope someday."
"Are Father and Uncle Max going to push the car all the way to Switzerland?"
"Sh!" I spoke and patted her head in an attempt to keep her quiet. As Kurt pushes through the gate, and returns to his spot helping the others push the car past the Gate. We all race to the car in an attempt to leave quietly and quickly.
Unfortunately, a flash of bright lights illuminates our surroundings. I whip around to see nothing but blinding light and I squint trying to see through the floods of light which seem content to attack me as I stand. The lights slightly dim, I begin to make out two Nazi cars with their leader standing above them ready and waiting for us.
I feel the children stiffen, immediately and the fear rise in them in a cold terrifying moment. I feel the terror just as badly, as it rises with in seconds and I mask my emotions for the sake of the children. I recognize the man in charge of the Nazi's as a Political Nazi that had attended Georg's lavish Party for the Baroness. I immediately felt the cold energy coming from my husband, I knew he disliked and even perhaps hated that man.
"Something wrong with your car, Captain?" We all look to Georg for an answer.
"Yes, as a matter of fact we couldn't get it started." Georg says with a laugh trying to buy us time.
"Karl!"
"Fix Captain von Trapp's car so that it will start." The Nazi moves to start the car. In seconds, with a swift turn of the key, the engine roars to life. The Nazi then moves back to his stationary position. In an attempt to act innocent Georg shrugs and pretends to be amazed.
"Excellent Karl. I have not asked you where you and your family are going, nor have you asked me why I'm here."
"Well, apparently we're both suffering from a deplorable lack of curiosity."
"You were sent a telegram in which you did not answer. A telegram from Admiral von Schreiber, of the Navy of the third Reich." The coldness in his voice was as evident as his business about being here. Georg who was leaning against the open car door, slammed the door shut in a fit of frustration and anger.
"I was under the impression, Herr Zeller. That the contents of telegrams in Austria are private.at least the Austria I know."
"I have my orders - and they are to take you personally to Bremerhaven tonight, where you will accept your commission."
"I'm afraid that's going to be quite impossible. You see we, uh, um all of us, the entire family will be singing in the festival tonight. As a matter of fact that's where we're going now." A brilliant idea! I pray that we can get away from then during the festival.that is if they believe our story.
"I just hope we're not too late." It sort of slipped out of my mouth, I didn't know quite what to say at the moment. I just wanted to let my husband know that I was there.right there with him.
"Yes."
"And you ask me to believe this - that you Captain von Trapp are singing in a concert?"
"Believe me it will be a performance beyond anything even I have dreamt of."
"Like you Herr Zeller, I too am a man of hidden talents." I look towards Georg at that. I immediately know there's a hidden meaning in his sarcastic remark.
"Yes, um here." Max pulls out the program Brigitta earlier showed to me, attempting to get out of this sticky situation.
"It says here only the names of the children."
"It says the von Trapp Family Singers, and I'm the head of the von Trapp family. Am I not?"
"And these travel clothes that you're all wearing?"
"Our costumes naturally. Herr Zeller this night air is not good for the children's voices." I speak, trying to persuade Zeller as much as I can. I feel Georg's eyes on me, and we share a knowing glance. And deep down I saw a flash of fear in his eyes hidden beneath his strength and courage.
"Well, a slight delay in my orders will not be serious. Therefore you will sing. You will all sing, but only because that the way I want it to be. It will demonstrate that nothing in Austria has changed. And when you are finished singing, you Captain von Trapp will be taken to Bremerhaven." My eyes flee to Georg, a chilling feeling of terror races through me. I want to wrap myself around him and protect him from the Nazi's.
"Now if you will all get into your car. We will escort the von Trapp family singers to the festival."
"No escort will be necessary, Herr Zeller."
"Necessary? A Pleasure Captain, after all we would not want you to get lost in the crowds would we?"
"No." We all race to the car and the children pile in frightened as can be. As I get in Georg gives me a sign. Everything will be okay.