Scepter of Darkness

Chapter 1

Scepter of Darkness

Summary: I had in my studies found many a relic and knowledge had been lost in the second great war of our nonmagical brethren, so I to assist in my plan did travel through time, to aid in both my studies and pursuit of power, I would change history perhaps only in the slightest perhaps great change I would wrought I was unsure.

Helltanz's notes: Oi welcome to the rewritten Chapter 1 of Scepter of Darkness. As people who have read the old edition will now note the Intro has been removed, they will be coalesced and placed in my forum, the one for this story, which can be used to debate ideas or what not.

To clarify something this story can be either a stand alone however I might get around to typing up the prequels and posting them, anyway the Original timeline suffice to say is different than OTL or Canon HP timeline to clarify Europe became a warzone after the soviet union collapsed, and then after that you had the Damnation War which the time travelers will occasionally make reference to.

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Egypt 1929

The time traveler glanced at the surroundings Of course that was obvious, he thought, after all it was just another title to add to his already impressive list. After all at barely a year and a half he done the impossible and survived the killing curse. Harry Potter, no he'd given up that name. That was a name only self concerned arrogant pigs used to refer to him by, had, he amended.

Indeed in the previous timeline the Wizarding populous of Great Britain had suffered greatly from not simply the Damnation war while it had raged, but the furious backlash of which had erupted afterward.

Of course such was the price for their greed and not coming to the rest of humanity's aid when the majority had been facing the Damnation War, of course the wizards of England had been arrogant only looking out for their own needs.

He looked around. The original Ancient laboratory in the peninsula of Sinai's wall were ill maintained and dirty was an under statement.

Seventy eight years and the effects of his restoration were obvious.

He idly noted the majority of the consoles had been reactivated, like him his son had inherited the genetic key. Outside of the chamber sand was seeping into everywhere… except for a particularly clear patch leading out side.

"You've already left, have you my son." The man remarked deathly eyes glowing in the darkness of the desert night as he stepped out into it.

His hand trailed to his sword in an instant arcane energy flowed and sealed the entire complex behind a massive veil… not that it was likely any one would find it, it had only been sheer good fortune he had found it in the previous timeline.

No it hadn't been good fortune not when one considered the events which had lead to the discovery.

"So Tovares do we begin the resurrection?"

The recreation of the Drachenorden; that was their mission a task they would complete one which would undoubtedly hit snags but they would overcome them.

He paused before speaking again. "Yes lets go ahead and begin… I merely need to return to the British Isles first," The other time traveler commented, "I need to go to the other world as well,"

"I shall address the others then," His comrade responded bowing.

The emerald eyed man nodded as the two vanished from sight and location. Work needed to be done they had the assets and materials, the knowledge what they required now was land, people, and contacts.

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Asran returned to the installation. This was not his first trip into the past however this was the last time hopefully.
Preparations had been completed before they had warped everyone back to this era of mankind's history.

The Damnation war had taken its toll on all of them, even the Senior Council, the august body of which he himself was the head of, were not unscarred.

All of them had worked together for several lifetimes, a feat that was possible only due to the fact each had participated in the Elysium War, a magical world that was not unlike an opposite of Avalon.

Elysium was a separate realm, where unlike Avalon time flowed much faster than it did on Earth. If one spent a month on Earth in Elysium one hundred years would have passed.

Due to this long frame of time many of the higher knights of the Orden were in fact tantamount to being immortal, at least to the ravages of time.

It was not simply the Senior Council who had come back to the past, this endeavor was being undertaken by the whole of the Surviving Order of the Dragon. Of course the surviving members of the Order of the Dragon were still but a fraction of what they had been numerically in regards to what they had been at their height. At the present point less than three full legions remained of the once powerful order from the future.

"As I am sure your aware while our assets are more or less intact our numbers are less than a quarter of forces at our height," Remarked Isaak, despite his formidable offensive powers the Vampire was more of an academic. He was the head of the so called science department.

The other time traveler nodded, "True enough we lost more men than we did supplies in battle, after all the enemy cared nothing for our supplies." Stated the death eyed knight to his compatriots.

A statement that was utterly correct the Great Enemy had had little interest in man other than senseless slaughter.

"There is also the issue of with the casting open of the Gates of the World, and the subsequent seeding of those forces we are deprived further of those who fought alongside us during the war, we are alone," He said solemnly, "We are all that remains of the Orden," Isaak commented, "The world is whole for now,"
His answer, just as it was for the others was a single concise nod. Asran allowed himself to ponder the state of the world. It was pathetic technology really had grown greatly as the world had shifted from Agrarian to Industrial.

China for Example was a sham right now merely a punch of pathetic warlords bickering over land, while even as a boy the Middle Kingdom had been an emerging superpower, it had steadily grown stronger.
Well at least it had up until the start of the Eurasian wars where it had suffered damage, albeit even so it had begun to recover until the destruction of Shanghai at the hands, claws, of the Great Enemy.

It had been one among many reduced to nothing by the Enemy, the destruction wrought in the Damnation war had by far outstripped the damage done by both of the world wars of mankind, to the point of rendering them nigh insignificant. "We will begin our operations, both Resurrection of the Dragon, and the beginning of the preparations to prepare the world."

"Its not that simple, yes parts of the plan will be easy enough, already the ancestors of those who we fought alongside in the Middle East chafe under English rule, but preparing everyone will not be so easy."

Cypher snorted, "Oh and did you think it would be," the head of the Drachenorden records, a position necessitated by the Elysium war itself, grunted. "Nevsky we were aware this was going to be requiring a lot of work."
"Convincing the United States will not be easy despite having the most advanced technology they were not prepared in the previous timeline," Remarked another of the knights, as he scratched his salt-and-pepper goatee. "The Japanese need the resources for their Prosperity nonsense, and won't like the US fleet so they'll likely attack the US fleet at Pearl Harbor."

Resurrection was among their primary goals. Resurrection being the name given to bringing the Orden back to full strength. However there was a slightly more important goal that all the knights wanted to see done. That goal, the objective was to insure that the cradle of Humanity was better Prepared to defend against the Damnation War, when it occurred in this time line.

By transferring what remained of their concealed infrastructure into the past, as well as traveling further back and establishing concealed out posts the Drachenorden was taking steps to accomplish both.

"It will take resources conditioning takes effort, and with Antoine having been slain in the last days of the war one of our critical posts."
Antoine, or rather Antoine Callens, had been the previous head of the Orden's life sciences department. He had been one among many who had fallen in battle against the enemy during the Damnation war.

Conditioning of course was the process behind strengthening the knights, full induction into the Order of the Dragon. The whole thing was extraordinarily complex but it drastically improved the chances of survival of those who underwent it.

Losses had even so been prevalent given the amount of constant action that orden had seen during the Damnation war. "A valid point, but there are not many of his skill in this timeline especially."

"He raises a point Tovares, we will be hard pressed in this." Commented Radu, glancing at the leader of the drachenorden.

Asran inclined his head. "So it is," He acknowledged, "Antoine had students, even so we should not be so hasty to find replacements, all of us are fully capable of running the conditioning and the machines do still function, however with Antoine's expertise there will be issues."

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It had been a few years since his arrival. Things were progression smoothly enough already they had begun their work towards the future.

The two vampires glanced at the gaunt mage. It was necessary to maintain cordial relations with the other species. For all their descriptions of being parasites the vampires had acquitted themselves better than wizards had in the Damnation war.

"Asran…"

He was also aware there was another reason for him moderating this round of pseudo peace talks, "Be patient." Responded the mage. The mage was odd in his appearance; his ebon black hair had two crimson streaks through it and his eyes where like the eyes of a predator and glowed a most fearsome shade.

Eventually the wait concluded with the arrival of the second party.

"You are late."

The mage raised his hand to silence the angered vampire. Fighting would resolve nothing. "We are not here to fight this is to resolve your conflict." Said the mage, Asran, as he was addressed both parties. The matter in question was an irritated dispute between two vampire courts.

Black and White in a sense, but to elaborate as to the mage Asran, he had mysteriously appeared four years prior and was the mage many of the magical beings went to resolve the issues if one wished to avoid or put an end to blood shed, Asran was neutral and cared not for race or creed in making his decisions.

Not much was known of him he came mysteriously, some things that were known was that he was a pureblood wizard though none were able to speak of his line.
Many believed he was of the fabled line of snakes Slytherin it was one of the common facts of the mage he spoke the snake tongue as easily as a well educated man would speak his native tongue, though perhaps that was why he did not mention his line the man had no qualms with muggles as a whole. It was apparent that he was neither 'light' nor 'dark' as it were but somewhere in between.

Asran had heard all the rumors about himself, for now the Order of the Dragon would be keeping a low cover. Even so it was only a matter of time before some one hit him with some kind of age spell. Thankfully wizards were idiots, most diagnostic spells only showed one's age, and thus while it wouldn't reveal him as a time traveler it would cause problems in that it would show that he was old.

Eventually the two groups came to terms, each to their own satisfaction.

The time traveler upon his exiting of the discussion chambers was greeted by his research compatriot Gellert, the new leader of magical Germany, the two men shook hands and Gellert introduced the man standing next to him as Adolf Hitler, his counterpart in muggle Germany, in the previous time line the man's holocaust had been nothing in comparison to the Damnation war's slaughter camps.

Alliances were a necessity Gellert truly was a genius and had he not had his own organization already, Asran would have been tempted to invite the man into the order of the Dragon.

"Herr Gellert speaks quite highly of your research Herr Asran."

Working with Hitler was a necessity keeping the third Reich alive would allow them a greater freedom. "My thanks though I am quite sure he must have exaggerated some portion of it if I have gained the attention of two leaders." More than facilitating those plans it would while in the short term be unfortunate for some portions of mankind it would serve a greater purpose.

The development of the weapons that the Germans along with those projects of the Soviet Union and America it would hasten humanities development in the field of weapons that was their hope.

"Nonsense." Grindelwald dismissively.

The leader of the third Reich spoke again. "We would like you assistance in a matter, a find of Egyptian artifacts much like the devices Herr Grindelwald stated you have in your collection."

"Did he now?" Asran fixed Grindelwald with a stern disapproving look. Oh well there was no use crying over spilled milk, the time traveler thought. "Shall we be going?" He inquired.

Still it bothered him that Gellert would disclose those resources to Hitler. The artifacts were not a particular issue in the long run indeed Asran wasn't particularly concerned over the Goa'uld but the Ancient technology was something he wished to keep secret from those outside the order for the time being.

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Germany, Thule Society Compound

"Nice uniforms." Commented the mage noted the black-garbed SS men. Indeed considering a professional had designed the uniforms he really shouldn't have expected any less.

Hitler responded with a curt word of thanks to the compliment.

Asran spared the wards a critical look, his death colored eyes sweeping what was invisible to most. "The wards are heavy Grindelwald might I enquire why." Frankly he was curious as to exactly what would merit such security. Thule to his knowledge had been mainly an academic society of mages.

"Many reasons, but most of all to prevent outsiders."

"Herr Fuhrers!" So then that meant that this was in fact a joint project more than likely between the Government and the Thule society not surprising really. The SS was supposed to have begun work on a magical branch, or rather what would eventually be announced as the SS.

"Doctor what is the meaning-"

The question ended, as there was large crash as a table collided with a quickly erected magical barrier, the oak broke apart.

"Oh dear." At the end of the hall way was a blonde haired woman; her eyes flashed gold in anger.

"She is possessed. One of the Egyptian artifacts broke." Stammered the doctor in explanation. "Is it something you two can deal with?" asked the man turning to the two wizards.

"Kree shak Tauri."

"Language you speak?" inquired Grindelwald concerned.

He did not, at least not verbally. "No." conceded Asran. "We both speak Egyptian lets try that."

The possessed raised her hand revealing golden glove with a red crystal in the center.

As he had expected it was an attack of some sort. "Aegis." Snapped Asran calling forth a deep purple shield absorbing the blast of nearly translucent golden energy, the attack was easily dissipated and the shield held fast.

"Identify your self?" demanded Grindelwald in a particularly ancient form of Egyptian much older than the present Coptic tongue.

She seemed initially surprised here attack failed to harm them, but recovered quickly enough. "We are Sehkmet." Snarled the woman. "Lower your shield and we will spare you."

"You spare us you do not understand Herr Asran or myself can." Started Grindelwald preparing a spell meant to end possession.

"Hush." Snapped the other mage elbowing his compatriot in the stomach. "A truce until we have this sorted out."

"You would dictate terms to us?" snarled Sehkmet.

It was a response he did not like. "Tell me does your shield guard against rapid shift in pressure?" growled Asran a black light growing around his left hand; the attack would be akin to depressurizing a vessel in space.

"A truce until we have sorted this matter." Agreed Sehkmet not wishing to risk death given the unknown capabilities of those she faced.

The time traveler nodded allowing his energy to slowly dissipate.

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The discussion had lasted for some time. Sehkmet explained she was a member of a race known as the Goa'uld, she had been betrayed by her father Ra, because her sister Hathor had convinced him she was plotting against him.

Hitler was of course delighted about the technology she could bring to the Fatherland. Grindelwald and Asran were also very interested being men who loved research. The four signed a magically binding agreement not to intentionally harm the other or aid or have another in harming one of the four, unless one of the four breaks the agreement, amongst these agreement one member would not attempt to control the others, Imperius or other such methods, or switching hosts in Sehkmet's case.

Asran was content to have assistance in the field of cataloguing the Goa'uld artifacts that he had managed to aquire. Seeing as he had mainly focused on what was immediately useful while attempting to figure out the Ancient technology.

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Just shy of a decade since their arrival in the past the Drachenorden's economic infrastructure was at last in place. "The Unification with Austria and the other initial moves if they go through will potentially prove troublesome if Hitler does expect our forces to act alongside the other forces," Nevsky commented.
"Unfortunately true," agreed the leader of the time travelers, "but we did expect that much. As planned our economic infrastructure has taken precedence though we do have fresh reserves now."
Radu nodded, "Yes though they won't have nearly the experience of the others who accompanied us back…" Pausing the Vampire took a sip, "Tovares we should probably consider continuing the training and equipping of the Weremacht,"
"Yes," Asran replied, "indeed our current best course of action the supplying of factions with in the middle east should also be continued."

Right now the British had too much control securing the oil fields would be a definite requirement for later operations. Overall the time traveler would have been content to wait until the Middle East was unstable before they, the Axis, began moving offensively but Hitler had no patience.

In the meantime the mainstay of the Drachenorden would stay concealed France would throw a temper tantrum if they even had an inkling of the true level of danger posed by the new Germany's 'allies'. The Chancellor of the third Reich wanted to strike out against France to avenge the humiliation caused by the Versailles treaty that could be arranged well enough already they had made plans once the time come to let the French think they would be coming the way other than were they intended to come through not that it would matter all that much.

Yes Germany had been enhanced by technology from the future, but they didn't have the full advantage, the Drachenorden had risen to prominence after the Soviet Union had dissolved itself in a bloody civil war, which had spiraled further, and then the Damnation war had begun.

No when compared to them the German's un blooded military were teething infants, the order of the Dragon was prepared to fight and had greatly superior weapons as well as the experience to use them.

Perhaps it was considered a bit unfair but they were from the future a future they intended to prevent at all costs.

"Deploy the remaining Dragoons," He stated after a moment, "its unlikely they will be needed just yet but those who survived are the most dedicated to bringing about a future in which the Earth is not scarred by the Damnation."

Which meant there was really one other issue to address, the issue of food in the previous timeline during the Damnation war economies had all but been destroyed unless they were concealed so thus such places had to be made less obvious, they had in their arrival started cultivating farms in the Dimensional Planar Worlds, more commonly referred to as the Shangri-la, only now were they becoming effective means of production for populations of the world while they hadn't been working at full production they had been able to lessen the food shortage.

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The rest period was nearing its close; France and England had appeased Hitler as was expected given the previous timeline the fact was that no one really seemed to notice the difference Germany was being allowed to violate the harsh world war I treaties. However it was likely that would not last much longer no now that Czechoslovakia had been acquired things would begin to get more troublesome.

Actions were currently underway to further distract the English from unneeded interference. Germany's social measures were of no interest to the order and like wise the 'Fuhrer' paid no heed to the actions of the order.

Labyrinth, the orden's mobile airbourne command center, like many things from the previous timeline couldn't really be comprehended right now admittedly the vehicle was nothing in comparison to the half complete UNITs. Massive monstrosities of technology meant for war on gargantuan level.

Early time travel had been restricted more or less a few people but more than twenty years of experience had at last paid off and in combination with Shangri-la it had allowed them to bring that which remained of the once proud defenders.

The immense dirigible had been built prior to the Damnation war, in the beginning stages of the reconstruction period that had followed the more or less end of the Wars which had come after the fall of the Soviet Union and the resulting conflicts in Eurasia. Labyrinth had been a show of prosperity however it had been quickly refit when the Damnation had begun in earnest. Unfortunately the dirigible had been little use except as an eye in the sky to observe the Enemy at least when they had air support.

Now however the machine had a much greater advantage at least over the primitive forces that were native to this point in time, but outright domination was not their goal if they had wanted that their would have been no need for Hitler.

Humanity needed to be convinced to advance on their own, to get stronger and develop industry and weaponry so they would be better prepared for the Damnation War, should it occur this time around.

The aircraft that were currently in service would be coordinated from here almost like a massive AWAC of the previous timeline of course AWACs were easy targets to destroy in the previous timeline that clearly wasn't the case.

In regards to present conditions the winter war had been dealt with placing Finland within the control of Stalin and the USSR.

With the completion of the agriculture and other infrastructure in the Shangri-la's of this timeline it was possible to pretty much eliminate any form of food rationing in Germany as well as speed up full mobilization.

Right now there were only certain things they could do they didn't have the numbers to do much in regards yes they could have simply broken all the powers that were present in this timeline but that had never been the goal.

No for now they'd secure the resources they required to continue to build up what they would need. In the mean time it was nearing the final hour till the operation began Poland had succumbed quickly enough, as had the Scandinavian countries, France however seemed inclined to resist for a little longer.

"Begin operation." He ordered, the allies were already beginning to splinter and fall back towards Dunkirk, the Fuhrer was content to let Goering have his fun, that however had the potential to be a mistake. For now however there were more important targets to seize in this case things more pressing to.

There were really several problems that needed to be eliminated, and certain issues to address but encouraging the Middle East to revolt would be among the easier tasks to clear, especially with the improvements to the Armies of Germany. Japan on the other hand might prove well to be a potential problem.

For now however it was time to commence the procedures to knock France out of any serious role in the war for good.

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The Operation against the French Ministry of Magic commenced as per pre mission planning. It wasn't that this was the only drachenorden force hitting France right now airborne deployed troops were Para dropping in in advance of regular forces; the objective was to insure that the enemy was completely crushed.

Officially they were here to insure the minister capitulated a task that could have very well been carried out by Grindelwald's Thule Society, no they had a more important mission, one their allies weren't being made privy to.

Perhaps the subterfuge was needed, perhaps it was simple paranoia but Asran and the senior council had agreed this was important, and allowing their allies for the moment know about something like this was utterly out of the question.
In reality their operation was to secure something potentially far more dangerous, well it was really only going to be dangerous if the non magical half of the population got a hold of seeing as the wizard's had no real idea about figuring it out.

Previous journeys into the past had not been limited to expressly humans, hell considering after the war of Elysium, a war that had occurred in an alternate magical realm where time passed much quicker in relation to their native world, prior to the refounding in the original timeline that the leader of the Order of the Dragon was capable of even greater feats.

Overall the war despite its casualties had allowed the refounding, the rebirth of the order and the implementation of the lessons and knowledge gained in the conflict. So yes some good had come out of the conflict especially considering the conflicts, which had begun shortly after their return in the previous timeline.

Whatever the case that was all in the past so to speak. Artifacts had been spread in the creation of the bases of the previous timeline, however that had not been expected and this however was this was something they couldn't allow either the wizards to hold onto or for the SS, or any one else, to get a hold of.

There was a good reason wars were uncommon in the Wizarding world, besides the obvious small populous issues. In modern history most conflicts were caused by rebels within a government, the reason that countries didn't fight was due to a sort of mutual fear of what exactly the other country had in store, and with good reason once said goodies had been… ahem… liberated for use against the enemy. In this case however well one such artifact should not have been present.

In fact the very rumor of such a thing existing had all but spooked the inner circle of the time travelers. Hence this strike, why it was necessary for one of the death eyed knight's creations to be found and if it woke up unsupervised…. No such a thing was completely unacceptable to the orden.

So while it would perhaps have been reassuring to have their leader along such a thing would surely have drawn the attention of their allies. It mattered little after all the operation they were conducting would remain unnoticed with the confusion of the war raging to conquer France.

The knights swept through obliterating the hastily mounted defense, against them who were trained to fight the Enemy and sharpened by previous timeline Close Quarters Combat tactics and doctrine this was easy.

Magic circled their hands ripping out ward in small area blasts and then exploding violently out when they impacted their targets. Most of the attacks were pure kinetic energy, though some chose to be more flashy in their displays attacking with lightning or the Flames the Enemy so despised, even a handful unleashed OBSI against the wizards who were in their way.

While not members of the inner circle the squad leaders and the equivalent to non commissioned officers were all veterans of the war. While the younglings were still learning the basics they had no problem summoning the aether.

One French wizard learned just that as immaterial blades tore through his paunchy torso leaving only a fine mist of blood.

"For Lord Asran! Secure the objective." Bellowed the senior knight, causing a number of the coordinators aboard the Labyrinth to facepalm, as the man then proceeded to leap the winding staircase and draw his rune blade and go about hacking through the remaining aurors that were in his way

The radio crackled. "Follow him Tovares will be most irritated if the objective is not reacquired by our forces," Remarked the master vampire, who himself sounded most irritated at the moment.

"By your command Lord Barvon," intoned the others following after their decidedly motivated compatriot.

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The French wizards were in a panic. No that was putting it mildly, first of all those barbaric German wizards, the Thule Society, had begun attacking Wizarding villages with the support of the regular muggle military.

Now some unknown force was attacking Paris having come from the sky, and now they were besieging both the muggles and the magical ministry this was utterly horrible. What or who ever these people were had managed to eliminate the defenses in a matter of not even minutes but seconds.

Well it didn't matter, thought the wizard, they only had once chance to save France and he was going to take that risk.

Discovered many, many years earlier the strange figure and the relics were believed more ancient than when they had been found the prevailing theory was they were related to the lost city of Atlantis, this was completely false but the French didn't know that, and that it was what modern Golems had evolved from the studying of the strange thing.

The accompanying relics, those that had been translated spoke of natives who had been at least according to the notes themselves taught by the creature that the lord of the east had created the Golem like creatures to battle the Enemy of Man, apparently some horrendous horde of demons or something, judging by the accompanying iconography the lord of the east used a symbol for infinity so perhaps it was some ancient cult of the sun or something of that nature.

In any case the Wizard was dreadfully stressed trying to rack his mind for anything he might have missed, the texts had furthered described dragons and great flying machines and other such mighty feats, dragons of course were supposedly untamable, and of course the description of mighty arrows of light, from whom they presumed came from the religions god of knowledge, were clearly all very impressive and the advancements they had made just by analysis of the large relic were amazing but wasn't helping them fight off the barbarians.

Furiously he and his fellow researchers rifled through the pages of transcripts looking desperately for answers on how to awaken the creature.

One of their younger colleagues rushed in and not seeing the assembled mess tripped, fell and tumbled into the metallic like flesh of the Golem.

"Pierre are you alright?" Questioned one of the old men, "Hurry help us look we must activate the warrior and save France."

The man nodded shakily perhaps the relic could be used to stop them, he decided it would only distract them if he shared that the enemy wasn't using wands. Moving hastily he ran his fingers over one of the tablets hoping that maybe the symbols there might be of use, the principle one used to describe the 'Lord of the East' was a dragon which bit its own tail and another which was massive, probably an extinct breed, that was placed in front of the sun and was over the water.

Definitely they thought it had to a lost, he paused to rub his temple, damn it all he was bleeding, culture so maybe it needed some kind of verbal command the writing was not fully understood and translation was far from perfect to say nothing of recreating the spoken form.

The large elongated oval, to the point of almost being shaped like an egg was also of interest, but what it did they had no idea.

No one noticed the relic's eyes glow until it began to move. The creature stood its sentience return. While it was only a standard model the Janissary reactivated just as efficiently as it was expected. Blood coming in contact with its skin was a standard reactivation parameter.

Analysis indicated multiple drachenorden frequencies in use, and according to its short range, by the standards of the artificial race, sensors the presence of allies, to be more specific from the readings the Creators Knights who were currently in battle if the magical readings were correct.

The Janissary had been at first simply a pet project on that had gotten shelved almost immediately after the Eurasian wars had begun and had not started up again until well into the Damnation wars.

Actually they had been one of several sentient species created though the only ones who were pseudo mechanical. Combining nanomachines with magic and endowing life into them yeah it had the potential to if paranoid TV was correct back fire horribly. Course even before the wars Asran had never watched much television.

"Merde," Breathed one of the wizards as he stumbled back, "Its moving, its awake wonderful."
The rotating head craned, "Analysis indicates humans magic type 1, commencing knowledge uplink with Labyrinth." Intoned the Janissary in a baritone voice.

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Descending through the underground complex they were meeting progressively less resistance, so it seemed that the Thule Society had been doing its job.

However by the time they reached the research level things seemed vastly out of whack if the readings they were receiving were an indication.

"Its activated," Yelled one of the operators on the Labyrinth as the airships computer core started to hum loudly so much so that it could be heard. "You have to stop it now before things get out of hand."
The knights were of the same opinion, "To late," apparently the wizards had thought attacking the grandmaster's creation was wise, they surely had quickly learned the error of such moves.

A wave of energy ripped the air, judging from it apparently the onboard weapons were still functioning, which meant it had fully operational energy weapons. Suffice to say the best case scenario had just went out the window at FTL.

Unfortunately if as the intel indicated then it was possible the other Janissary who had been seeded across time prior to the Great Journey could be contacted by the machine this wasn't necessarily a bad thing but something they wanted to wait on. After all the whole point of them not beating the other powers into the ground was to allow them to advance and build industry thereby preventing the stagnation of human civilization, thus possibly allowing faster development through conflict.

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Asran leaned back in his chair, the allies had blundered about for the last few weeks after they had cracked the enigma code, more because they had since the drachenorden had come from the future it had been easy enough to use to manipulate the UK into traps to further curb their power.

France was currently reeling from a series of blows as well after the missions to seize the city of lights had been carried out, the relocation of the non magical government had meant little.

Right now the Marine Nationale were currently being dealt with by twenty first century submarines who were under the control of the drachenorden, or rather the designs were that of the previous timelines twenty first century. Progress with the Luftwaffe was continuing as planned though there was still the issue of fuel, which was quite unfortunate to say the least.

Plans to reclaim the Old Kingdom were on standby for the time being, never mind that there supposed allies were holding most the territory. At the height of the Damnation the lands, which had existed under the auspice of the Drachenorden Protectorates, had spanned a large swathe of Eurasia.

In fact in all likelihood the Old Kingdom would not even encompass the same territories as in the previous timeline since at its height had encompassed lands that had more or less had their human populations exterminated by the Enemy. Acquiring those lands would be troublesome and not likely worth the effort.

Plus Asran really, really did not want to have to waste time playing civilian leader over millions of citizens.

Keeping to the plan they would continue to support the Third Reich at least for now, in this timeline they had some industrial base but they had nowhere near the support to simply replace the fascist state and besides that would complicate the plan immensely and in ways that would be far more troublesome than helpful. Territory was not what they were after it wasn't the objective at all.

England as a power was negligible at least once they had secured Europe the island nation would matter little.

America and the Soviet Union on the other hand were much different stories. In the case of the latter well with the pressure to scrap all plans for an operation Barbosssa, for a while at least, and the proposed inclusion of the Soviet Union in the Tripartie pact, as the Soviets wanted, going so far as to offer lucrative economic incentives. IN the case of the prior nation well they would be splitting their attentions with the Japanese but could still make serious trouble if it came to that.

Without Barbossa the Middle East, and its valuable oil could be focused on getting out of the hands of the British.

Of course their were other issues that did need to be fretted over, half the French ministry had been destroyed by an FTL drive activating, which of course meant short of opening the subspace link, which would broadcast their position and the drachenorden presence on Earth, to locate the Janissary they had no idea exactly where the sentient race was in the galaxy, or even if the trip through the gate had deposited them in this galaxy at all, of course that position was quite unlikely.

Though on a slightly more short term analysis of the problems at hand not limited to the curious questions of the SS and Thule Society regarding aforementioned destruction of a large chunk of the French Ministry.

Right now the primary objective was the securing the Mediterranean Sea, the drachenorden had no intention of acting in a direct fashion anymore directly than was absolutely necessary.

Allowing Russia, no the Soviets, to claim Finland and the Baltic States was no particularly large concession. Hitler had been dissuaded from thinking about even starting on an Operation Sealion, mainly due to certain files being passed, Landing ships being the principle file, plus bad weather being expected. He'd wait until the ships were finished and then insist on invading.

Invasions for the Middle East and a larger European campaign were at the present being considered by the Axis High Command, who currently thanks to the plans supplied by the order of the dragon, plans courtesy of the previous timeline, had a lot more money and resources to use rather than stumbling through research programs. With access to proven designs the German Weremacht, all three branches, were much better off at the present time.

Actually the invasion of the Middle East was all but guaranteed, for now however the crippling of England was the goal targeting radar installations as well as hitting production facilities for aircraft was currently high on the list. As with the so called winter war missile strikes were becoming prevalent against English targets.

With the accidental bombing of Coventry, Churchill had attempted to attack Berlin the raw difference in technology had all but guaranteed the total death of all Allied hands involved in the operation.

"Ensure that nothing enters the Mediterranean sea, and begin the procedures," He remarked, the missile armed submarines were something unknown hell missiles were something new, so the advantage was theirs.
Even though they intended to remain out of the direct conflict for as long as possible there were certain objectives that needed to be met if the plan was to go through so helping was necessary.

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Chapter Conclusion

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Helltanz's notes: As of this point in time, that of posting not all the chapters have been replaced with their new counterparts.

Okay to clarify since I decided to off the Intro and focus on this time, HP, Asran as he goes by, if you want the back story for that uh I'll post the prequel maybe after I've got the sequel under way, suffice to say is the time traveler or rather the leader of them. Basically to clarify Soviet Union's collapse didn't go smoothly resulting in civil war which spread across Eurasia, okay well about a decade later pretty much all of Eurasia is scarred by war and divied up into neo feudal kingdoms held up by what amounts to warlords, still following, okay well people are just starting to get back on their feet when the Enemy attacks an event which the survivors refer to as the Damnation War, long story short humanity fights and fights and eventually beats back the monsters but earth while inhabitable is basically more or less in a right sorry shape.

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