Five Ways Ludwig Montag Killed Daniel Abrahmowicz (And One Way He Saved Him)
anonymous
April 7 2009, 20:07:30 UTC
First off, anon is not the other anon who wanted to write this with Israel - although Daniel is my Israel-tan. Second, this is not in any way, shape, or form AU. This is very much our U, just a handful of possible stories from the millions that occured. Thirdly, I apologizing for deviating from the prompt in writing the first 5 scenes, but I felt like I couldn't write the last one (even though Israel DID survive, obviously) without writing a measure of the deaths as well. I'm also sorry Daniel isn't a child - but the truth is, the Israeli nation is a fuck of a lot older than Germany, even if the Israeli state is still young. I plead creative license.
Warning: As this is holocaust fic, I will not warn. Be grown-ups. Prologue
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Five Ways Ludwig Montag Killed Daniel Abrahmowicz (And One Way He Saved Him)
anonymous
April 7 2009, 20:13:19 UTC
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Going back to Ludwig’s house (not home, not anymore, and he hadn’t had his own home in a long, long time) had become increasingly uncomfortable. Daniel kept finding excuses to work late at the shop (easy enough, with business as bad it was) and then fall asleep slumped over his cramped, messy desk, dreaming of the twenties, of picnics and messy kisses and Ludwig’s sharp blue eyes electrifying every time they came up with something daring and new for the Berlin art scene, and of shivering next to him while shells thundered around the trenches, and of canaries that wouldn’t sing and long ledgers in which every line read, JudeHe woke up to the sound of a brick shattering the window
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Five Ways Ludwig Montag Killed Daniel Abrahmowicz (And One Way He Saved Him)
anonymous
April 7 2009, 20:28:35 UTC
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Daniel shivers, more from nervousness than cold, as they mull about on the platform, simply glad to taste fresh air after the hours jostling together in the stink of the cattle car. He pulls his coat tighter around him. He spies Ludwig, crisp and immaculate in his Schutzstaffel black.
“All right!” Ludwig barks, tapping his boot impatiently. "Line up in an orderly fashion and proceed in the direction indicated.
“You, left. Left. Right. Left. Right. To the right.”
Daniel shifts from foot to foot. Resettlement. He doesn’t like it. If Ludwig wants him to go, he’ll go (would go, tried to go, but no one would take him in, and it’s not unexpected, except it is, because he thought someone would -) but he doesn’t like Ludwig taking control of it. He doesn’t even know when he’s going to get his luggage back. He brushes his thumb over the tefellin jammed in his pocket and calms a little. God will make a way, however terrible it gets, he reminds himself
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Five Ways Ludwig Montag Killed Daniel Abrahmowicz (And One Way He Saved Him)
anonymous
April 7 2009, 21:10:23 UTC
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“Ludwig, what are you doing to me?” Daniel exclaimed as Ludwig dragged him by a painful grip on his elbow, the hastily prepared bag Ludwig had insisted he bring banging against his leg.
“Damnit, Daniel, don’t ask me that,” Ludwig snarled, tugging Daniel swiftly through alleyways in the middle of the night. “You won’t like the answer,” he muttered, half to himself.
“It’s past the curfew you said I had to -”
“Fuck the curfew,” Ludwig snapped, “And also, shut up unless you want to get caught
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Re: Five Ways Ludwig Montag Killed Daniel Abrahmowicz (And One Way He Saved Him)
anonymous
April 7 2009, 22:19:43 UTC
OP here and speechless. I have to be honest, I really wasn't sure what to expect, but I think you handled it really well. Thank you for taking on this task and writing such an emotional piece. It really is interesting to have this fandom take on a more serious tone since history isn't ever (hardly ever) a nice thing. Again, thank you so much for writing this.
Re: Five Ways Ludwig Montag Killed Daniel Abrahmowicz (And One Way He Saved Him)
anonymous
April 8 2009, 08:52:42 UTC
The other, potential writer here. This was very, very powerful, anonwriter. That last scene was... just amazing. I would write more, but right now I just can't type anything coherent because this was so good. I'm really liking Daniel, too- and of course he's not a child, because Israel and the Jews have existed for around four thousand years, if my history teacher is correct.
Re: Five Ways Ludwig Montag Killed Daniel Abrahmowicz (And One Way He Saved Him)
anonymous
April 8 2009, 17:22:31 UTC
Thank you.
I thought about have a Jewish-diaspora-tan seperate from a young Israel-tan (especially since Israel today is multi-religious), like, with JDT handing off the baby/child to Ludwig to hide before going off to suffer in the camps, but that's another story. I really like having the continuous Israel from the first temple kingdom era all the way to the present, just to spite everyone and everything that's tried to break him, from Babylon and Rome right on down the line.
Four thousand? Woah. I thought it was more in the ballpark of 3000-2600, the point stands, I suppose.
Re: Five Ways Ludwig Montag Killed Daniel Abrahmowicz (And One Way He Saved Him)
anonymous
April 8 2009, 18:09:25 UTC
This is interesting!
I always though Israel-tan would have grown separate from the others, "discovered" by Ashkenazim-tan during the first push of Zionism in the 1890s.
But, writer!anon, I am really glad you wrote this -- your other story with Daniel is the only Israel I've ever liked, and I was worried that this story would turn into revisionist history stuff.
Re: Five Ways Ludwig Montag Killed Daniel Abrahmowicz (And One Way He Saved Him)
anonymous
April 8 2009, 18:22:24 UTC
My other story? <.< >.>
Unless I've been sleep-posting, this is the first thing I've done with Daniel.
Did you mean this one?
*is confused and needs coffee*
I loved zed-azrael's fic with Israel as a changed Ashkenazim.
I like exploring different ways -tans can be overlaid on the history/people, you know?
(Although I will never stop loving the image of Daniel slouching around Europe with a backpack, sleeping on different people's couches/attics/basements until they kick him out because he doesn't have a house. It's funny because it's tragic true.)
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Warning: As this is holocaust fic, I will not warn. Be grown-ups. Prologue ( ... )
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Going back to Ludwig’s house (not home, not anymore, and he hadn’t had his own home in a long, long time) had become increasingly uncomfortable. Daniel kept finding excuses to work late at the shop (easy enough, with business as bad it was) and then fall asleep slumped over his cramped, messy desk, dreaming of the twenties, of picnics and messy kisses and Ludwig’s sharp blue eyes electrifying every time they came up with something daring and new for the Berlin art scene, and of shivering next to him while shells thundered around the trenches, and of canaries that wouldn’t sing and long ledgers in which every line read, JudeHe woke up to the sound of a brick shattering the window ( ... )
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Daniel shivers, more from nervousness than cold, as they mull about on the platform, simply glad to taste fresh air after the hours jostling together in the stink of the cattle car. He pulls his coat tighter around him. He spies Ludwig, crisp and immaculate in his Schutzstaffel black.
“All right!” Ludwig barks, tapping his boot impatiently. "Line up in an orderly fashion and proceed in the direction indicated.
“You, left. Left. Right. Left. Right. To the right.”
Daniel shifts from foot to foot. Resettlement. He doesn’t like it. If Ludwig wants him to go, he’ll go (would go, tried to go, but no one would take him in, and it’s not unexpected, except it is, because he thought someone would -) but he doesn’t like Ludwig taking control of it. He doesn’t even know when he’s going to get his luggage back. He brushes his thumb over the tefellin jammed in his pocket and calms a little. God will make a way, however terrible it gets, he reminds himself ( ... )
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“Ludwig, what are you doing to me?” Daniel exclaimed as Ludwig dragged him by a painful grip on his elbow, the hastily prepared bag Ludwig had insisted he bring banging against his leg.
“Damnit, Daniel, don’t ask me that,” Ludwig snarled, tugging Daniel swiftly through alleyways in the middle of the night. “You won’t like the answer,” he muttered, half to himself.
“It’s past the curfew you said I had to -”
“Fuck the curfew,” Ludwig snapped, “And also, shut up unless you want to get caught ( ... )
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I thought about have a Jewish-diaspora-tan seperate from a young Israel-tan (especially since Israel today is multi-religious), like, with JDT handing off the baby/child to Ludwig to hide before going off to suffer in the camps, but that's another story. I really like having the continuous Israel from the first temple kingdom era all the way to the present, just to spite everyone and everything that's tried to break him, from Babylon and Rome right on down the line.
Four thousand? Woah. I thought it was more in the ballpark of 3000-2600, the point stands, I suppose.
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I always though Israel-tan would have grown separate from the others, "discovered" by Ashkenazim-tan during the first push of Zionism in the 1890s.
But, writer!anon, I am really glad you wrote this -- your other story with Daniel is the only Israel I've ever liked, and I was worried that this story would turn into revisionist history stuff.
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Unless I've been sleep-posting, this is the first thing I've done with Daniel.
Did you mean this one?
*is confused and needs coffee*
I loved zed-azrael's fic with Israel as a changed Ashkenazim.
I like exploring different ways -tans can be overlaid on the history/people, you know?
(Although I will never stop loving the image of Daniel slouching around Europe with a backpack, sleeping on different people's couches/attics/basements until they kick him out because he doesn't have a house. It's funny because it's tragic true.)
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