Timeline 32: The Reich of the Future
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Max Sinister
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Hitler only gave four men the "Du" (2nd person singular pronoun in German, for informal use) privilege. One of those was Röhm, and you know how he ended. One was Streicher, one was a guy Hitler avoided to meet, and the fourth one lost his "Du" privilege.
One of Hess's letters out whilst he was cellmates with Hitler mentioned who he had let call him Adi.
Would it not be logical these could have used the more familiar term too?
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Grey Wolf
Sternberg
Banned
Plenty of stuff for me to reply to here.
Point taken.
Why the heck wasn't I thinking of Rudolf Hess when I wrote Part 2? You're right, it would be better.
Perhaps he would. I can imagine so as well.
Awesome. I'm glad to hear.
Point taken. I'll edit it in when I can.
I just came up with a random number and decided to use it. Kinda like how Harry Turtledove came up with the name for Timeline 191, right?
And yeah, I really need to work on forms of address in my writing. They're very important, especially with stories and timelines involving Hitler and crew.
Coolbeans. I'm pleased to hear that you enjoy this.
I really do learn things every time I post a new timeline or story here. Lots of information to be shared in this community.
Point taken.
Why the heck wasn't I thinking of Rudolf Hess when I wrote Part 2? You're right, it would be better.
Perhaps he would. I can imagine so as well.
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Awesome. I'm glad to hear.
Point taken. I'll edit it in when I can.
I just came up with a random number and decided to use it. Kinda like how Harry Turtledove came up with the name for Timeline 191, right?
And yeah, I really need to work on forms of address in my writing. They're very important, especially with stories and timelines involving Hitler and crew.
Coolbeans. I'm pleased to hear that you enjoy this.
I really do learn things every time I post a new timeline or story here. Lots of information to be shared in this community.
No, TL-191 comes from Order 191, which are the POD of the TL, the plans not falling into Union hands that is. You could have the Reich last 32 years. That gives you until, 1965.
Sternberg
Banned
Alright, my mistake.
But really, the 32 in Timeline 32 has no real meaning to it. If you want it to have meaning, then pretend that you're a scientist who invented a machine that can look into alternate timelines, and this is the 32nd timeline that you've studied in detail.
Aside from "The Reich of the Future", it's pretty much up to the reader's interpretation what the title means.
Sternberg
Banned
September 12th, 1933
Munich, Germany
It was a late night at the Hotel Bayerischer Hof, and Hitler was in his suite’s study, sketching more designs of fantastical weapons that he wanted to be used for the Third Reich. Each moment that he had to himself was spent sketching fantastical designs and concepts of wonder weapons inspired by the works of various authors, scientists, and inventors, if not downright stealing the ideas themselves. The more Hitler read and drew, the more megalomaniacal and outlandish his ideas became. Atomic bombs, suits of powered armor, space vehicles, all sorts of things that can seemingly only be thought about. Hitler wanted these technologies to be discovered as soon as possible for the Reich.
Just then, Julius Schaub, Hitler’s personal aide, entered the study.
“Adi, I see that you’ve been rather caught up with your artistic talents lately. Might I be correct?
Hitler gave Schaub a quick glance, and then went back to sketching.
“Mind if I take a look at what you’re drawing?” asked Schaub.
Hitler gestured for Schaub to come over. He passed the papers he had finished drawing on to Schaub, and then went back to drawing on another blank sheet of paper. Looking at the drawings, Schaub thought about how it was no wonder that Hitler wasn’t able to take up art as a career. It was as though an overly ambitious young child had the artistic capabilities of the average middle-aged artist. Then, looking at a crude sketch of a rocket, Schaub was reminded of a young student in Berlin that took an interest in rocketry. Wernher von Braun. Perhaps he could be a valuable asset to the Third Reich, what with Hitler recently proclaiming a future filled with great advances in technology.
“Adi, may I ask you about something?” asked Schaub, curious of what Hitler would think of his idea regarding Wernher von Braun.
“Continue,” responded Hitler.
“I think there is this young man that you should meet once back in Berlin,”
“Name?” asked Hitler.
“Wernher von Braun.”
Munich, Germany
It was a late night at the Hotel Bayerischer Hof, and Hitler was in his suite’s study, sketching more designs of fantastical weapons that he wanted to be used for the Third Reich. Each moment that he had to himself was spent sketching fantastical designs and concepts of wonder weapons inspired by the works of various authors, scientists, and inventors, if not downright stealing the ideas themselves. The more Hitler read and drew, the more megalomaniacal and outlandish his ideas became. Atomic bombs, suits of powered armor, space vehicles, all sorts of things that can seemingly only be thought about. Hitler wanted these technologies to be discovered as soon as possible for the Reich.
Just then, Julius Schaub, Hitler’s personal aide, entered the study.
“Adi, I see that you’ve been rather caught up with your artistic talents lately. Might I be correct?
Hitler gave Schaub a quick glance, and then went back to sketching.
“Mind if I take a look at what you’re drawing?” asked Schaub.
Hitler gestured for Schaub to come over. He passed the papers he had finished drawing on to Schaub, and then went back to drawing on another blank sheet of paper. Looking at the drawings, Schaub thought about how it was no wonder that Hitler wasn’t able to take up art as a career. It was as though an overly ambitious young child had the artistic capabilities of the average middle-aged artist. Then, looking at a crude sketch of a rocket, Schaub was reminded of a young student in Berlin that took an interest in rocketry. Wernher von Braun. Perhaps he could be a valuable asset to the Third Reich, what with Hitler recently proclaiming a future filled with great advances in technology.
“Adi, may I ask you about something?” asked Schaub, curious of what Hitler would think of his idea regarding Wernher von Braun.
“Continue,” responded Hitler.
“I think there is this young man that you should meet once back in Berlin,”
“Name?” asked Hitler.
“Wernher von Braun.”
Sternberg
Banned
Oh, it's definitely going to cause some trouble for the Third Reich later on. I've got plenty of stuff planned for later on that revolves around Mr. von Braun, so stay tuned.
Max Sinister
Banned
Sorry Grey Wolf, but I'll rather think that Hess was lying and/or delusional when he said that than consider my source wrong. After all, Hess even followed Hitler to prison, so he wasn't all sane.
Yeah Hess had an obsession with Hitler and worshipped the man. Hitler never saw Hess as anything but a secretary. People Hitler would've given the privilege of calling him something personal would be Goering, Rohm, and if he had lived, Scheubner-Richter.
Sternberg
Banned
This is very interesting.
It's a strong possibility that we may very well see a Nazi German atomic bomb before the decade is out.
Sternberg
Banned
October 25th, 1933
Berlin, Germany
“The Chancellor’s office is this way,” said the guard escorting Von Braun, pointing over to the right side of the hallway.
After receiving a letter from Chancellor Adolf Hitler himself back in September, Wernher von Braun, an aspiring 21-year old rocket engineer from the University of Berlin, had been trying to come into contact with the Chancellor himself. Since they were both busy men, Von Braun was unable to be able to visit Hitler until now. The letter had him anxiously waiting for the moment that he would meet Hitler personally, since the letter clearly stated that the Chancellor took an interest in Von Braun’s ambitions, which also meant that Von Braun may very well also get the funding to have his dreams come true.
Von Braun knocked on the door of the Chancellor’s office. “It’s Wernher von Braun, sir. May I come in?”
“Come in,” replied Hitler.
Von Braun opened the door. Though he was expecting Hitler to offer to shake his hand like the charismatic orator he was in his speeches, the Chancellor was busy drawing, with various sheets of paper, both drawn on and not, scattered across his desk. Hitler did not even so much as look up at von Braun.
“Good day, Herr Kanzler. How are you?” said Von Braun, trying to get Hitler’s attention.
Hitler looked up at Von Braun, and put his papers and pencils to the side.
“I’m good,” said Hitler, “I assume you are here today to tell me about your experiences in rocketry, correct?”
“Yes,” replied Von Braun.
Hitler didn’t make himself out as charismatic here as he did in his speeches. The Chancellor had a very neutral expression on his face, giving Von Braun the impression that he was some kind of individual that was incapable of feeling emotion. This made Von Braun a little bit uneasy around Hitler.
“Tell me, Mr. Von Braun; how would you feel about using your expertise in the field of rocketry to help Germany and its people move forward technologically?” asked Hitler, with a look and tone of voice that made the young rocketeer feel like he was being ordered.
Von Braun hesitated for a moment, unsure of what this cold-looking man will do with his ideas and talents, but he took a small breath of air and allowed himself to speak.
“I would be honoured, Herr Kanzler. I would most definitely be honoured.”
Berlin, Germany
“The Chancellor’s office is this way,” said the guard escorting Von Braun, pointing over to the right side of the hallway.
After receiving a letter from Chancellor Adolf Hitler himself back in September, Wernher von Braun, an aspiring 21-year old rocket engineer from the University of Berlin, had been trying to come into contact with the Chancellor himself. Since they were both busy men, Von Braun was unable to be able to visit Hitler until now. The letter had him anxiously waiting for the moment that he would meet Hitler personally, since the letter clearly stated that the Chancellor took an interest in Von Braun’s ambitions, which also meant that Von Braun may very well also get the funding to have his dreams come true.
Von Braun knocked on the door of the Chancellor’s office. “It’s Wernher von Braun, sir. May I come in?”
“Come in,” replied Hitler.
Von Braun opened the door. Though he was expecting Hitler to offer to shake his hand like the charismatic orator he was in his speeches, the Chancellor was busy drawing, with various sheets of paper, both drawn on and not, scattered across his desk. Hitler did not even so much as look up at von Braun.
“Good day, Herr Kanzler. How are you?” said Von Braun, trying to get Hitler’s attention.
Hitler looked up at Von Braun, and put his papers and pencils to the side.
“I’m good,” said Hitler, “I assume you are here today to tell me about your experiences in rocketry, correct?”
“Yes,” replied Von Braun.
Hitler didn’t make himself out as charismatic here as he did in his speeches. The Chancellor had a very neutral expression on his face, giving Von Braun the impression that he was some kind of individual that was incapable of feeling emotion. This made Von Braun a little bit uneasy around Hitler.
“Tell me, Mr. Von Braun; how would you feel about using your expertise in the field of rocketry to help Germany and its people move forward technologically?” asked Hitler, with a look and tone of voice that made the young rocketeer feel like he was being ordered.
Von Braun hesitated for a moment, unsure of what this cold-looking man will do with his ideas and talents, but he took a small breath of air and allowed himself to speak.
“I would be honoured, Herr Kanzler. I would most definitely be honoured.”
Sternberg
Banned
December 8th, 1933
Hannover, Germany
Paul von Hindenburg sat on his bed, hoping to find some long-needed rest. The 86-year old German President was growing weary of his continued political career, and he only wanted to spend his final years in the peace and ease of retirement. However, as much as he tried to get some sleep, he just couldn’t. He was thirsty, and he needed to get something to drink.
Von Hindenburg made his way out of his bedroom and to the living room, where he recalled having a jug of water. He wasn’t entirely sure, however, given that he wasn’t getting any younger, but he thought to himself that he may as well check to see if it was there. The old war hero moved at a staggering, owing to age and sickness, so it took him a few minutes to reach the living room. And once he did get to the living room, there it was; the jug of water he had been looking for.
Von Hindenburg grabbed himself a glass, and poured himself some water. Thirsty as he was, he reminded himself to go slow on the water. After he was done, he put the glass and the jug of water away, but before he made his first move out of the living room, a twinkle of reflected light came from one of the windows in a building next door. He went over to the living room window, and took a look at where it came from. The source of the reflection came from a room with no lights on, right on the top floor of the neighbouring building. Von Hindenburg then lost his curiosity before making his way back to bed, and then BANG!
A rifle bullet pierced the left side of Von Hindenburg’s neck, going through his jugular vein, causing his blood to splatter all over the place. Immediately, Von Hindenburg fell to the ground, and as he was rapidly bleeding to death, his last thoughts were of Hitler, Germany, and how they would both fare after his death. Will Hitler take absolute control over the German nation? What will he do with or to Germany if he had absolute power?
Seconds later, Von Hindenburg was dead, heralding the end of an era and the dawn of a new age in not just Germany, but the world as a whole.
Hannover, Germany
Paul von Hindenburg sat on his bed, hoping to find some long-needed rest. The 86-year old German President was growing weary of his continued political career, and he only wanted to spend his final years in the peace and ease of retirement. However, as much as he tried to get some sleep, he just couldn’t. He was thirsty, and he needed to get something to drink.
Von Hindenburg made his way out of his bedroom and to the living room, where he recalled having a jug of water. He wasn’t entirely sure, however, given that he wasn’t getting any younger, but he thought to himself that he may as well check to see if it was there. The old war hero moved at a staggering, owing to age and sickness, so it took him a few minutes to reach the living room. And once he did get to the living room, there it was; the jug of water he had been looking for.
Von Hindenburg grabbed himself a glass, and poured himself some water. Thirsty as he was, he reminded himself to go slow on the water. After he was done, he put the glass and the jug of water away, but before he made his first move out of the living room, a twinkle of reflected light came from one of the windows in a building next door. He went over to the living room window, and took a look at where it came from. The source of the reflection came from a room with no lights on, right on the top floor of the neighbouring building. Von Hindenburg then lost his curiosity before making his way back to bed, and then BANG!
A rifle bullet pierced the left side of Von Hindenburg’s neck, going through his jugular vein, causing his blood to splatter all over the place. Immediately, Von Hindenburg fell to the ground, and as he was rapidly bleeding to death, his last thoughts were of Hitler, Germany, and how they would both fare after his death. Will Hitler take absolute control over the German nation? What will he do with or to Germany if he had absolute power?
Seconds later, Von Hindenburg was dead, heralding the end of an era and the dawn of a new age in not just Germany, but the world as a whole.
Or you can make Hitler's first Wells-inspired wunderwaffen project named Projekt 32 or Operation 32. The first one of many, considering his fascination in this ATL.