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2 Oct 2008 05:03 pmbroadsword_babeWhen: September, 1939
Where: Berlin, Germany
Alias: Elsa Schneider
She stood on the platform overlooking the rally at the Institute of Aryan Culture. She was only steps away from some of the most dangerous men in Europe: Joseph Goebbels, Heinrich Himmler, and Hitler himself. If any of them knew what she truly was, it would not mean her death, but very probably years of torture to discover the source of her Immortality.
It wasn't only that fear that clogged her throat that night, but the smoke from a thousand burning books. The flames ate through the covers and pages like dried leaves. So much knowledge, so many ideas, reduced to ashes because they did not promote the German ideals.
The thought that she needed the Third Reich to find the Grail made her sick. Politely excusing herself from the platform, she decided to take a walk along the colonnade. She was so lost in thought that she did not hear the man behind her until he spoke.
"Fraulein Doctor," he growled. "Where is it?"
She turned in surprise to find none other than Indiana Jones in an SA uniform.
"How did you get here?" she asked, shocked.
"Where is it?" Indiana demanded again before pinning her to a column and rifling through her coat. "I want it!"
"You came back for the book? Why?" she asked.
She couldn't understand why he still needed it. After all, they'd given the map with no name to Marcus Brody, whom she had learned was in custody in Iskenderun. Why else would he need it?
"My father didn't want it incinerated," he responded gruffly.
"Is that what you think of me?" she asked, almost hurt.
She wanted to tell Indy about her Immortality, but she didn't dare. She couldn't risk anyone knowing her secrets. She was certain if they did, she would be on the next train to Dr. Mengele's laboratory.
"I believe in the Grail, not the Swastika."
That much was true. She believed in Arthur and his Knights. She wanted to tell Indy of the centuries she'd lived as a nun, but knew he wouldn't believe her. Though, if she were truly honest, her years in various convents had been for the benefit of sanctuary and holy ground, and not because of the Christian God.
"But you stood up to be counted with the enemy of everything the Grail stands for," Indy growled. "Who gives a damn what you think?"
Her mind raced. She still needed Indy and his father to help her find the Grail. More importantly, she wanted to know why he wanted the book. She couldn't stand there and just watch him leave.
"You do!" she argued, desperately.
He surprised her yet again by grabbing her throat. "All I have to do is squeeze."
Or so he thought.
"All I have to do is scream."
Indy hesitated for a second as he weighed her threat. Then, he nearly shoved her away as he let go of her neck. She hated betraying Indy and his father, but they were both a means to an end. And she couldn't not keep her promise to Arthur.
Quinnleigh Kincaid
Dr. Elsa Schneider
Highlander OC/Indiana Jones & the Last Crusade crossover
515 Words
Note: Italicized dialog is from Indiana Jones & the Last Crusade.
Where: Berlin, Germany
Alias: Elsa Schneider
She stood on the platform overlooking the rally at the Institute of Aryan Culture. She was only steps away from some of the most dangerous men in Europe: Joseph Goebbels, Heinrich Himmler, and Hitler himself. If any of them knew what she truly was, it would not mean her death, but very probably years of torture to discover the source of her Immortality.
It wasn't only that fear that clogged her throat that night, but the smoke from a thousand burning books. The flames ate through the covers and pages like dried leaves. So much knowledge, so many ideas, reduced to ashes because they did not promote the German ideals.
The thought that she needed the Third Reich to find the Grail made her sick. Politely excusing herself from the platform, she decided to take a walk along the colonnade. She was so lost in thought that she did not hear the man behind her until he spoke.
"Fraulein Doctor," he growled. "Where is it?"
She turned in surprise to find none other than Indiana Jones in an SA uniform.
"How did you get here?" she asked, shocked.
"Where is it?" Indiana demanded again before pinning her to a column and rifling through her coat. "I want it!"
"You came back for the book? Why?" she asked.
She couldn't understand why he still needed it. After all, they'd given the map with no name to Marcus Brody, whom she had learned was in custody in Iskenderun. Why else would he need it?
"My father didn't want it incinerated," he responded gruffly.
"Is that what you think of me?" she asked, almost hurt.
She wanted to tell Indy about her Immortality, but she didn't dare. She couldn't risk anyone knowing her secrets. She was certain if they did, she would be on the next train to Dr. Mengele's laboratory.
"I believe in the Grail, not the Swastika."
That much was true. She believed in Arthur and his Knights. She wanted to tell Indy of the centuries she'd lived as a nun, but knew he wouldn't believe her. Though, if she were truly honest, her years in various convents had been for the benefit of sanctuary and holy ground, and not because of the Christian God.
"But you stood up to be counted with the enemy of everything the Grail stands for," Indy growled. "Who gives a damn what you think?"
Her mind raced. She still needed Indy and his father to help her find the Grail. More importantly, she wanted to know why he wanted the book. She couldn't stand there and just watch him leave.
"You do!" she argued, desperately.
He surprised her yet again by grabbing her throat. "All I have to do is squeeze."
Or so he thought.
"All I have to do is scream."
Indy hesitated for a second as he weighed her threat. Then, he nearly shoved her away as he let go of her neck. She hated betraying Indy and his father, but they were both a means to an end. And she couldn't not keep her promise to Arthur.
Dr. Elsa Schneider
Highlander OC/Indiana Jones & the Last Crusade crossover
515 Words
Note: Italicized dialog is from Indiana Jones & the Last Crusade.
