Disaster in Germania.

Thanks.I've read The Nanking war on the writers board, story of American Airlines 817, and For All the Marbles.THIS ranks up there with the others with apologies to the Nanking, Jim Smitty, and William!Keep it up.Now, what happens to Italy and Japan?
 
As I write this, I'm in presence of the infamous Adolf Degrelle. Considered a warlord and a criminal by many in Europe, he nevertheless displays a charismatic personality. He is polite, smart and charming. His guards, however, are never very far from him.

"I was with my father in one of the Lebensborn farms when we heard of the collapse of the Volkshalle. I was too young to understand why my father was crying, and I tried to give him solace. When he told me that Hitler was dead, I began to cry too... Who was going to guide us? Who was going to save our wonderful Reich from the disaster that was facing? Who was going to protect us? I wondered. Not with those words, because I was too young to understand them, but I asked them nonetheless."
"several days passed and still no word of any new authority came. My father, a close friend of Hitler, decided that its was time to do something, to save something from the orgy of destruction that was besseting upon the Reich. He decided to lead it. Not halfassedly like that Skorzeny bastard, who was too busy raping slav girls to care about the Fires. No, if the Reich was to survive, only the best were to fit to lead it."
"My father and his men in Burgundy were the best. The way he talked, the way he connected to his men... I was there, I saw it all. He made a speech about sacrifices, about hard times, about fate and hope. He persuaded the entire hall to follow his vision, Himmler's vision, of an SS State, where a new elite would be born to rule Europe and the world."

He was talking about seceding from the Reich

"The Third Reich was dying. By the time Skorzeny took control, it was already too late. Burgundy, however, was intact. Himmler never tolerated slavs in his territories. He decried the "softness" that they brought with them, and how they pampered the Citizens of the Reich by doing "filthy" jobs. It was only natural that some degree of independence was needed to establish control and then lead the reconstruction efforts."
"Sadly, that wouldn't happen. War between former comrades, between the Army and the "feral" SS broke because of shortsighted and ambitious idiots. My father tried to gain the trust of some, but his efforts were in vain."
Then the bombs fell."

Tell me more about the actions of the US.

"I saw the flashes in the horizon. I didn't know what an Atomic Bomb was back then. I didn't know what the US were, except that it was full of negroes and jews, and that women were all whores and men were all cowards."
"They were cowards, after all. To hit us in our moment of greatest weakness, to destroy the most glorious experiment in History... to delay progress in such a way."
"My father suffered heavily by the bombings... he thought that it set back all the SS achievements in Eugenics. He told me that the bomb tainted the blood of those who came in contact with it, and that they were no longer Aryans. He did what was necessary to retain the perfection of the Aryan race, even to former Aryans. Although, seeing that filthy and degraded horde of ill and dying men and women beggin for their miserable lives, it was hard to describe them as humans. We did what we had to do, and we are still here. We rescued what could be rescued, and it saved our Race."

What about Skorseny? What were your reactions upon hearing about what he did to your father?

[He becomes too enraged by the question to answer. Five days later, Adolf Degrelle is dead, victim of an aneurysm.]


OOC: Necroed!
 
It lives!
It breathes!
It farts!

Edit: Considering how long it's been since I updated my TL, I probably shouldn't talk. But I'm glad to see this isn't dead.
 
Good stuff this.

On a related note, I've been looking at a lot of John Martin's paintings recently and on rereading the first part of this it suddenly struck me how similar the Volkshalle was to his lithograph from Paradise Lost, "Satan Enthroned".

Speer did seem to do irony, so who knows?

n_martin.jpg
 
I'm surprised by the kind disposition demonstraded by Johanna Blohm. Her servants, chemically controlled Slavs, provide snacks and a surprisingly good beer, she offers me the best seat in the room, and even offers me a gorgeous servant "for the night".
I politely decline. While the servant is indeed beautiful, standing next to one of Germania's most ruthless Warlord makes me nervous. The beer helps, a little.


"Let me tell you a story. A story of a little girl, a girl that had everything to succeed: beauty, connections, smarts, wealth, charisma. A story about desperation, rape, death and hellfire. A story of success."
"Of course I was watching the inauguration of the Volkshalle. I wanted to see my parents in the front row and my marching brother. And I think I saw them, or pieces of them at least. I was with my little brother when it all happened. I stared at the screen in utter disbelief. My family was dead, the Führer was dead, and I was alone. Believe it or not, I didn't fear for my future, there were these Arische Instituts, these School/shelters for Aryan orphans which would make good Germans out of us. And yes, I was consumed by grief, but knowing that you'll still have support soothes some of it. At thirteen, that was what I thought."
"Things, naturally, didn't go that way. The Fires began shortly after Hitler's death. I remember this pillar of smoke, as big as a city, thick and black and greasy, coming at me and my baby brother. Coming for me and my baby brother. I ran away from it, in my young mind, I thought that the smoke was the biggest danger out there. The slavs demonstrated my mistake. I was witness to all the brutality the Slavs are capable of when ... "untreated". However, I was lucky enough to have only my brother as company. Two children weren't worth the hassle."

To where did you ran?

"To the countryside, like everyone else. Thirty million starving people can't be wrong, can they?"
"As a matter of fact, they were. Supplies soon ran out. The SS and the Wehrmacht began fighting. There were no civilians for those bastards. Either you were with them or against them. Mostly against them, they thought. I lost track of how many people I saw executed. Eventually I got used to the corpses. Good sources of stuff to take."
"I was one of the lucky ones. I reached my destination. It were the charred remains of my family's country home. I was so glad to arrive to a safe place!"
Wasn't the country house burned? Why were you glad to arrive to a charred remain?
"Because what was beneath that house wasn't destroyed."
A bunker?
"Yes. It was built after the Gibraltar Crisis. It was fully stocked, fully independent from the outside world, you could live years in relative comfort. Or that was the idea, at least. The goddamn septic tank wasn't working."
"I didn't know how to repair it, so we got to go outside to do our business. We always went together, at dusk or dawn. I was young, I didn't take precautions like burying it afterwards. Had someone told me about the Eaters, I would have."
Eaters?
"What you outside Germania call "cannibals". It isn't quite the same, though... a cannibal is someone who ritualistically eats human flesh. Eaters ate anything and everything. During the early days, when the starvating survivors weren't quite what we now call Eaters, most of them treated everything like food. Animals, leaves, pelts, entrails, bark... even dirt, for what some have told me. They also ate this strange chunks of meat that appeared out of nowhere. Well, those chunks of meat were quite palatable compared to the other crap they ate. And there was plenty to go around."
And what does this have to do with your story?
"You have no extrapolation skills, do you? Well... I got caught by a group of them. Three teenagers a little bit older than me. They carried SMGs. I'll spare you the details, suffice it to say that they had other impulses apart from hunger. I was just glad that Ulf, my baby brother, was safely hidden in the bunker."

How will our Heroine get out of this one?
What will become of her?
What took you so long to update DiG, Sorchedlight, you lazy fuck?
Did I take my meds?

The answers to all this questions in the next update of "Disaster in Germania"! Coming Summer 2017!
 
Wait wait it's been a while since I'd read the whole thing, so basically this is about how Hitler gets crushed by the Volkshalle and then the country just collapses?
 
This is splendid, ScorchedLight. But no updates 'til 2017!? :eek:

I don't know. Hitler wasn't gay, and I plan for this TL to be somewhat reallistic.

No, but he could have meant "I've always loved you" in a brotherly love fashion, not sexual or romantic at all, and still people would interpret it wrong. Especially considering how uniquely hammy Hitler was, one could easily be fooled into thinking he was light in the loafers. :D
 
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Wait wait it's been a while since I'd read the whole thing, so basically this is about how Hitler gets crushed by the Volkshalle and then the country just collapses?

1.- The country collapses in top of Hitler and most of Germany's higher ups. Every General, every minister, every town mayor was there to inaugurate it.
2.- The enslaved slavs use the opportunity to begin a planned insurrection ahead of schedule.
3.- SS and Wehrmacht units begin struggling for control.
4.- Areas under Nazi occupation seize the oportunity and declare themselves independent.
5.- As does the Free State of Burgundy, an SS state within Germany.
6.- The struggle becomes a civil war. Supplies can't reach the population centers. Peole flee to the countryside.
7.- The US destroys the GGR's nuclear arsenal in a nuclear strike of their own.

So yeah. Hitler dies, Germany collapses.
 
All of it? So they put all their nukes in a couple places?

Their missile silos. Given that there's no authority to activate and launch the missiles, they're pretty much useless as strategic weapons.
There are no submarine missiles yet, and Germany was still dealing with insurrections before the Volkshalle collapse. The only place to put them was in Germany proper. Given its smaller size than the USSR, most of the silos were located and destroyed.

They maybe have half a dozen left, but no way to retaliate.
 
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