Chapter One Thousand Four Hundred Seventy-Six
9th March 1962
Rangsdorf Airfield
“I wouldn’t be too sore with Doctor Berg” Kat said over the telephone, Kiki could hear Marie talking at Kat in the background until Kat told her that she would listen as soon as she finished talking to Kiki. Marie responded by asking if Kiki was coming to visit that weekend, only to be shooed away by Kat.
“Do you have any idea what she did?” Kiki asked.
“Injected you with a heavy dose of a progesterone drug mixture that would keep you from conceiving in case any swimmers got through the condoms that you said you used properly” Kat replied. Implying that Kiki might not have been as cautious as she had thought she had been.
Kiki stood there for a long moment unsure how to respond. She had suspected that was what Berg had done and had only started to feel better the day before. From the description that Kat had just given it was small wonder that she had felt so sick. Berg had kept her from getting pregnant by using that drug mixture to convince her body that she already was.
“How do you know that?” Kiki asked, dreading the answer that she knew she might get.
“Because your elders do talk to each other, especially those entrusted with your care” Kat replied, “I spoke at length with Doctor Berg about how she would have handled… My own situation when I was younger. The subject came around to what we should do in case you became sexually active. Later, we spoke with your father about it and he ordered Nora to do whatever was necessary to avoid a scandal.”
“When was this?”
“It was shortly after Marie was born” Kat replied, “Your mother was still alive at the time, I remember that, so about five years ago.”
“Oh” Kiki replied, so Berg had acted on her father’s express orders. This whole thing just kept getting better and better.
“Just call Doctor Berg and let her know you are well” Kat said, “She cares a lot about you, even if she has an odd way of showing it sometimes.”
“I’ll think about it” Kiki replied, she didn’t like how her voice sounded through the earpiece when she said that. She sounded immature, like the spoiled Princess many people thought she was.
“When you do, you might also discuss some of your other options if you want to avoid this sort of thing in the future” Kat said, “I know that is unsolicited advice, but it is based on my own experience.”
With that the conversation came to an end. Kiki said her goodbyes and hung up the phone. If even Kat, who had very little love for Nora Berg, was telling her to make peace then she had best listen. She also owed Berg a chance to make this right. Picking up the phone, Kiki dialed the number for the hospital exchange.
Washington D.C.
It was unexpected. At 8PM Eastern Standard Time the face of W. Averell Harriman, President of the United States of America appeared on television sets across the country.
“My fellow Americans” Harriman said, “Tonight, I feel I have a duty to inform you that a state of war exists between the Republic of China and the Empire of Korea in addition to States allied with Korea.”
Harriman paused, for a few seconds.
“While the United States of America is not now, nor will be, on a war footing, but we stand for the self-determination and sovereignty of free people around the world. We have an obligation to stand for the values upon which our Nation was founded. E Pluribus Unum, Out of many, One. That is the motto of our great country. It has always been true that people could come from around the world and be welcomed to be a part of the great tapestry of America. Frequently, those people came from nations that had declared that a nation could only exist for the people who were part of the tribe that dominated it. In America, we have rejected that form of tribalism many times. While we have on occasion fallen short of our ideals, we have always strived to be better.”
Harriman paused to turn the page on the notes in front of him.
“Twenty years ago, the we watched in horror as much of the world was consumed by barbarism unseen since the days of the fall of the Roman Empire. The Soviet Union, an Empire that was built upon the bones of millions dead and a war machine fueled by the blood of millions more, was rightfully defeated. Just what replaced it was a darkness far older and more pernicious, an Empire whose most notable founder believed that the great questions of the day would not be settled by speeches or majority decisions but by blood and iron. Augustus Lang, this man’s eventual successor showed the world how to create a new form of Colonialism. Where the Client State itself becomes an instrument of its own subjugation.”
“Tonight, my fellow Americans, the world stands at a crossroads. We can continue to watch the spread of Feudalism under a thin veneer of token democracy, with its Emperors and Kings, Counts and Dukes remaining firmly entrenched in power. Or we can choose to take a stand. Not with bullets and bombs, but by telling these retrograde forces of the past, that the free people of the world have had enough. Over the past century, the people of China have witnessed their nation being dismembered, addictive drugs being imported into it so that foreign merchants could turn an ever-greater profit, cultural sites looted, and their people left starving. Tonight, we choose to offer our support, because they are saying that they have had enough at long last.”