Mon Monstre | an Inglourious Basterds fic

Mon Monstre | an Inglourious Basterds fic

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" Gott weiß, ich will kein Engel sein. " In the year 1943, in a brothel somewhere in the heart of Paris, at the tender age of 21, Marceline Rousseau was born. Her plan from that point onwards was simple: 1. Never again mention the girl she was before. 2. Find her parents. Dead or alive. 3. Bring down the Reich, one Nazi at a time. Only, she never expected her plan to go so disastrously off course- especially when those inglorious bastards assigned her the perilous task of seducing the Jew Hunter without him discovering that she was, in fact, just another one of his prey. - a shrine to the cinematic genius that is Quentin Tarantino and the universe he created in Inglourious Basterds.
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