“Yes, Herr Hitler. It was decided that your talents would be wasted as Foreign Affairs Minister. You are a man of action, of empassioned speaking and rousing up the crowd. As Foreign Minister you would be limited to ministerial meetings, memos, traveling to and fro at a moment’s notice. It does not supplement your natural oratory skills. Therefore, we as a collective have decided on your new post that would best serve the Vaterland.”
Hitler stared at Seipel, then turned his head slowly to face the other three men. Dinghofer stared straight ahead, ignoring Hitler’s venomous gaze though the man was sweating, droplets dripping from his temples. Von Hoffenberg matched Hitler’s glare and wasn't going to waste gloating in this moment of triumph, smiling a savage grin, teeth bared.
Gustav Gross… Gross was staring at the ground, hands interlocked, before raising his head to look at Hitler. The man seemed honestly regretful, party politicking was not his forte, but he didn’t stop it. He let the other men manipulate him, or he partook in it himself regardless of his relationship with Hitler.
Hitler felt his skin flush hot. He had been betrayed.
The Chairman had betrayed him… Gustav had betrayed him.
“Herr Hitler,” Seipel spoke quietly.
Hitler’s head snapped around, nostrils flaring.
“Would you like to know your new position?”
Hitler gestured, trying to appear nonplussed and knowing he failed.
“Very well. Considering your skills in speaking and negotiating, as well as proving yourself able to work independently and think on your feet, it is my recommendation to the National Council that you become,” Hitler braced himself, “Austria’s newest Ambassador to Japan.”
Hitler blinked. He had expected many things, but that was far from it. Japan, a country on the far side of the world. A country that had fought against Austria’s allies during the Great War. He would be far from the Vaterland, far from the Front, far from his support base.
As Seipel continued saying what an honor this position would be and how important strengthening Austro-Japanese relations would be, Hitler only half-heard him for he saw this ‘honor’ for what it was.
He had become such a threat to the Front’s more moderate wing that they had decided he was too dangerous to be in-country. His power base was growing, his ideals radical, and the Front’s ideology was becoming increasingly difficult to separate from Hitler’s own. He had estimated within a year or two he would have accumulated enough power to force Gross to step down as Chairman and take over the Front in full. The others knew this and surprised him with crafting an insidious yet clever plan.m to all but remove him from the party.
He could refuse it, the Ambassadorship, but it would blacken his name for all future offices, and it would show he could not be entrusted with governmental responsibility, no matter how great or small. He could withdraw himself from the Front, but his years of ceaseless work and nearly every krone he had earned had gone into making National Liberalism the topic of discussion across Austria, both in affiliated newspapers and the wireless waves.
To refuse it would be political suicide. To leave the party would set back his rise to the Chancellorship by years, if he was lucky. Despite the bitter taste it left in his mouth, he knew he would have to accept and the others knew that too.
Seipel finished and looked at him. Gross finally spoke to break the silence.
“It will only be temporary, Adi. You’ll still remain Chief of Propaganda and a Committee member. This is merely to show our allies in the CS that we can be flexible.”
“That was it, wasn’t it. That was the price you paid for this coalition. My exile was your weregeld.” They did not deign to respond to that, nor was it needed. Their silence was answer enough.
“Adi, please, if you refuse this, it could have ramifications for your standing in the party.”
“And then you threaten to revoke my membership, and thus ignore all I have done for you.” Hitler gestured at the room.
“Look where you are, Gustav, look. I put you here. Me. I was your enforcer, I was your voice. Because of me, hundreds of thousands voted for the NLF. Now I am your thrall sent to the whipping post.”
Hitler held up his hand and Gustav clamped his mouth shut.
“I accept the nomination to become Ambassador to Japan. It would be an… an honor.”
Hitler descended the steps of the Chancellery, his stomach soured and mood in an even worse state at the turn of events. By the end of the day his nomination would be finalized and by the end of the week he would be aboard a train to take him to a ship that would then take him to the Land of the Rising Son. Most of the NLF councilors elected were moderates and unlikely to follow any instruction he gave them, even if he wanted to defy the Committee.
Some would, but it would risk their seat and Hitler knew he would need a support base whenever he returned.
Olbrecht would be the first he contacted when he returned to the Hold, then Kuhr, then…
“Congratulations, Ambassador Hitler.”
He froze in his tracks and turned to the voice from behind.
Von Hoffenberg walked confidently down the steps to him. The man’s hands were stuffed in von Hoffenberg’s greatcoat and a fedora covered his thinning hair. He was every inch the manipulative aristocrat, the very same who cost Austro-Hungary the war, alongside the Judeo-Bolsheviks of course.
“It hasn’t been confirmed yet,” Hitler said, trying to appear unbothered by his ‘promotion.’
Von Hoffenberg laughed. “Oh I think it will pass. I’ve ensured it.” Several reporters rounded the corner and ran to them, cameras and pens and paper ready.
Three nearby policemen moved to intercept. Von Hoffenberg seemed not at all surprised. He wanted Hitler’s exile to be leaked to the press and his reaction recorded.
The conniving bastard.
“Ladies and gentlemen, our new Ambassador to Japan!” Von Hoffenberg declared, moving to stand by Hitler, presenting false camaraderie.
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you,” Hitler whispered.
“It’s better than you deserve. You should have gone back to living on the streets, painting to earn enough money to survive. If I can’t ensure that, having you out of the Fatherland is just as good. In time people will forget all about Adolf Hitler.”
“The people won’t forget me,” Hitler said fervently. “I’m a war hero and Chief Propagandist.”
“For now, perhaps,” von Hoffenberg shrugged. “Things change with time.”
The reporters had gotten close enough to take photos and start barking questions, only held back by the three uniformed officers who urged them to back off.
Hitler faked mirth and held out his hand to von Hoffenberg who couldn’t dare refuse it in front of others. As the other man grasped it, Hitler pulled him in closer and whispered into his nemesis’ ear.
“When I come back, I’ll kill you,” he whispered. Then broke off the handshake and walked to the waiting car. He felt von Hoffenberg’s eyes on him for a moment before the aristocrat turned to answer the reporters’ questions.
As the car drove away from Innere Stadt, Hitler’s mind raced, contemplating how he was going to turn this exile into a victory of sorts. It took hours, going long into the night but as morning dawned and newspapers proclaimed Austria’s newest representative to the Empire of Japan, Hitler set himself to work.
This was only a setback and he would return to Austria and take what was his. After all, he had promised to kill someone.
And he never forgot such promises.
At least Drexler was allowed to live. Von Hoffenberg’s fate will be… less than pleasant.Let me guess. This will blow up in Hoffenberg's face like it did for Anton Drexler in OTL?
Political exile. They did this to keep Hitler’s support base, especially the veterans, but not have to work around his rhetoric and remove him from party politics. It will bite them in the ass in the end.I feel offended that Hitler was shunted off, so I'd say this chapter went well. I am curious what he'll get up to in Japan too.
I understood that, but I was curious if him being in Japan could have any benefits, or if it would just allow his support to wither partially away.Political exile. They did this to keep Hitler’s support base, especially the veterans, but not have to work around his rhetoric and remove him from party politics. It will bite them in the ass in the end.
My life and yours too in a single sentence, I'd imagine.So much to do, so little time in which to do it.
Preparing would be a better word I would thinkReadying
This cracked me up for some reasonhe was a gentleman after all
And if Austriaand of Austria
That's not much- I am your average Joe and I can easily do 60 a minute. I think you should increase it a lot.“I can type just under seventy words per minute,
Please, no!a part of Hitler pondered how pretty she looked just then, her smile radiant and inviting.
Replacing a government through democratic means is a lengthy and bothersome process
Austria would fall into an abyss which it would never claw out of. is a better version of that sentence I believe, or Austria would fall into an abyss from which it would never return/claw out.If something wasn’t done soon, Austria would fall into an abyss that it would never claw itself out of
My jaw dropped at this, was NOT expecting it...“Austria’s newest Ambassador to Japan.”
?clever plan.m to all b
He whispered, then (comma)he whispered. Then
We can say he has a wife and some kids who were able to get cushy behind the line jobs during the war.Does Von Hoffenberg have family?
Ludwig von HoffenbergVon Hoffenverg's full name is:?
Glad you enjoyed itPreparing would be a better word I would think
This cracked me up for some reason
And if Austria
That's not much- I am your average Joe and I can easily do 60 a minute. I think you should increase it a lot.
Austria would fall into an abyss which it would never claw out of. is a better version of that sentence I believe, or Austria would fall into an abyss from which it would never return/claw out.
My jaw dropped at this, was NOT expecting it...
He whispered, then (comma)
Fantastic chapter, congrats on End of Book One!
Thank you. I'm happy the response to my writing of Hitler here has been so positive. Keeps me motivated. And the cracks of his monstrosity have started to show itself here and there. It'll get really bad during WW2. Serbia is going to be a slaughterhouse.Very nice chapter—the degree to which you humanize Hitler is striking (I sympathize greatly with his vow of revenge). Seems this new Secretary of his will be the TTL Eva.
The Sturmwache will be used quite frequently by Hitler.It would be a pity if they suddenly died from extreme overexposure to lead.
Long story short, in a way yes. You'll see.Well, betting this has something to do with Britains future war against Japan
Corrected. Thank you!Rising Sun.
Thanks, what a "season finale"!
A very common ailment in the Austrian State, sadly.Or a nine milimetre brain haemorrhage.