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Chapter III: Portents
Vladimir
After awhile we reached Nuremburg, there were thousands people there, they were all talking about various things and in front of them was a podium covered in a red and white flag with a strange symbol in the middle.
"Now where are the VIP seats," I said as I spied a small group of seats behind the podium. A group of men mostly dressed into military uniforms occupied all but one seats, "that must be where I am supposed to be," I said as I walked up to the stage but was stopped by a man in a brown uniform.
"Halt! Name, bitte," he said as he pointed a gun at me.
"I am Vladimir Masters, I was given an invitation by Heinrich Himmler," I told him as he went to ask another guard something.
"All right HerrMasters, this way, bitte," he said as showed to the row of seats and pointed to where Himmler was sitting.
"Ah Vladimir,Wilkommen, allow me to introduce you to everyone," he said but before he could everyone stood up as Hitler (I recognized him from his picture that Himmler showed me) came out and began to speak.
I liked how he said he would deal with Communists (especially since they trashed one my factories last year and seem to be worse this year) but other things disheartened me, like part about Gypsies being hunted down (though for years I said that I was a long lost member of the legendary Krupp family, the truth was I was an exiled Gypsy). If I was to get any power I would have to erase the records of my past, but that would hard as my family records are kept in the Reichstag (hmm that gives me an idea to erase my past and give Hitler more power, but I would have to convince them of it's necessity) so I left to do plan just that.
Daniel
"Storm and Stress Fenton, why are you always late?" Lancer asked as I opened the door and walked into the parlor, "You know I gave up a teaching position in Austria just so I could teach you," he said as I sat on the floor and got out his books and began the lesson.
Normally, Lancer's class was boring, but luckily (or unluckily, I'm still not sure) my spirit sense went off and I excused myself to check it out.
"Technus again, I fought him for the tenth time this week," I said as raced out and blasted him with lightning, "don't you give up," I told him as he tried to attack me but I dodged them.
"Technus never gives up, not until I am given the credit that I was due in life," he shouted (Technus had been a partner to the legendary Nicola Tesla in life but died during an experiment that he was never credited for and now haunts the world until justice is given to him). "Once I have completed my heat beam, I will use it to…," he began to say until I sucked him into the Fenton Cage and left back to class.
Sam
"Sam, would you take care of whoever is there, I'm a little busy," my father called as I walked to the counter.
"Welcome to Manson's, how may I help you," I said as I turned to see the familiar figure of Tempus, the town Clockmaker standing in front of me.
"Good day Fräulein, I will have my…," he began to say before I finished for him (the guy is so predictable, but I guess why he's the best clockmaker around). "Thank you," he said as I handed him his coffee and read his news paper worriedly.
"What's wrong?" I asked as looked down at his paper which read 'Hitler victory imminent,' I had only heard about this Hitler from newspapers but from what I read he's jerk, an anti-Semitic creep (why doeseveryone seem to blame for everything. We weren't the ones who nailed Jesus to the cross, it was the Romans but you don't see Italians being harassed now do you) and bully (the guy didn't have the talent to even make into art school) what people saw in him was beyond me. "You don't think he'll win?" I asked nervously.
"I only make clocks, my dear, I don't control time," he said with a smile, "I just hope people realize in time that Hitler is evil, if they don't I fear for the future," he said as he paid me for his drink and left. I felt uneasy now, the way Tempus had said about Hitler being evil made me feel that if elected he would usher in the end of the world, and that is something I don't want to think about.
Vladimir
After the rally, I left back for mansion so I could think about how I could erase all traces of my Gypsy past so I can gain power with the Hitler regime once he wins the election but it won't be easy.
"Destroying the Reichstag is the easy part, simply convince the Nazis that the Communists are in control of the Reichstag and have them destroy it to 'stop the Communists' and all records of Vladimir Masters are done," I told myself with a smile which soon dissipated as I realized a snag in my plan, "Jack and Madeline," I said trying to think of how to fix the problem.
The obvious solution is one I didn't want to think about, at all. I couldn't bring myself to destroy Madeline, I loved her too much and to see her hurt would be unbearable. Then it it hit me, "that's it," I said as I started with a smile. It was easy, if Vladimir Masters could erase his Gypsy past, then Madeline Fenton could as well allowing her to join once I do away with Jack.
"All I have to do is wait for the right moment," I said as I looked out my window and thought of the future.
