Disclaimer: All characters and themes are the product of Quentin Tarantino's genius. Any others not native to the film are my own creations that are not set out to improve upon or change an already stunning production. I only intend to quench my need for an extended version of the character's lives. The basterds originally come to France in the spring of 1944. I have brought them a little earlier. The original film remains truthful.

This is my first fan-fic Narrative.

Ok so this is starting to get really hard now! It takes such a long time to develop the middle of a story. The beginning, end and the climaxes are the only this to come… I don't really want to say easily but you know enjoy!

25th September 1942

Briget Von Hammersmark slid out of the satin black Rolls Royce onto the polished pavement in the centre of Paris. She wore a fine gown of silk, creamy coloured with a pale pink ribbon that was wide wrapping around her waist and floor lenth in the cut of a mermaid's tail. She was accompanied by a tall, young gentlemen approximately seven years her inferior but he would tell the party guests he was older than her. They entered a grand hall of yellow and white with sparkles dancing around the room from the crystal chandelier. Many important German figures were there including Joseph Goebbels and high ranking Nazi officers. Briget had made a point of befriending the political figures and Nazis soldiers to keep her in a safe position through the war. She knew that she could use her charm and beauty to tease out information from any sweaty, sexually frustrated soldier as he hoped this would make her want him. She became increasingly resentful of how Europe was developing and she hated seeing her beloved Germany become a fascist belonging of a psychotic leader.

Two officers stood to the left of the room separated from the main crowd but close enough to look like they were part of the party. One of them she did not know of and who was probably not really worth knowing and the other Colonel Hans Landa, a figure that Briget was aiming to befriend that night. She approached them both with long, graceful strides while her escort went to get a drink. Despite his good looks, Briget's escort was a simple fellow and she did not care whether he would find her again for although he was incredibly attractive, his conversation left for something to be desired. Hans turned to look at her adopting a great beam upon his face.

"Ah, Miss Hammersmark! What a pleasure to meet you. What a treat we have of being graced by your company. My name is..."
She interrupts his with his name and replies "I have heard a great deal of your efforts Colonel. You are very highly regarded."
"What an honour! And talking of reputations you must have heard of young Major Dieter Hellstrom here? He is both a fine soldier and up and coming star in the German army."

Dieter smiled nodding his head towards her, taking her hand and kissing it gently, lingering a little too long making Briget tremble ever so slightly.

"No, I have not but it is lovely to meet you Major."

Dieter looked forward to any conversation with Hans and usually would hold a great deal of contempt for anyone who interrupted these meetings but Briget was so beautiful and satisfied his longing for highly regarded company. Briget considered Dieter a good looking man with a charming mischievous face, but his sly wandering eyes and penetrating stare spoiled his good looks. She felt his gaze creeping all over her body, staying too long on certain areas but her smile still stayed plastered on her porcelain face.

"So colonel, if it is not a too personal question, may I ask what mission you are on now?"

Hans turns his head and views her from the side of his eyes.

"And what would a successful film star like you do with such boring military information?"

The last words morphing themselves into a chuckle followed by Dieters hard erratic laugh and awkward sigh from Briget. She noticed her escort helplessly wandering around until he saw someone he knew and stopped to speak.

"It is nice to have interests that extend further than the film industry Colenel."
"But of course Briget. I only tease! Apart from the obvious task of clearing Europe of the remaining Jews, I have been given a particularly special mission."
Dieter coughed nervously "Hans..."
"Come now Dieter! I'm sure Miss Hammersmark is trustworthy enough. What was I saying? Oh yes, the mission. I have been entrusted with the exciting pursuit of the infamous "Basterds" as they are so crudely named. Illusive they are but that is what makes the chase so much more exciting!"

He laughed once more sending the other two into a fake burst of laughter. Briget wondered about the Basterds and secretly applauded them as clearly, despite his confidence, Landa was unable to catch them. Hans saw the amusement quickly dance across Briget's face. She was truly interested and not one of those fake stars who only conversed about matters above them to sound impressive. She expressed a genuine want for such knowledge, even if that knowledge was forbidden to her. Hans blossomed with intrigue at the beautiful actress as he could sense that there was a lot more he could find out about her. He could assume that she just liked the thought of these things because they thrilled her yet that would be foolish. He saw more than this and his suspicions would be confirmed eventually but just two years later.