It's the beginning of summer in Berlin, 1960...
It's been 14 years since me and Billy where brought into this world that's been overrun by Nazis. We made a plan when we made it out alive from the battle at Deathshead compound, the plan was thought out long and hard by Billy and I.
We both went over the plot of Wolfenstein in a small village that was some distance away from Deathsheads compound one day after escaping. We decided that Billy would be a guard at the Eisenwald prison in Berlin, to help Blazkowicz escape with either Fergus or Wyatt. I, on the other hand, had decided to work in the Hotels by the Secret Police Headquarters as a receptionist, so I could meet Blazkowicz and Anya before Blazkowicz goes to the prison, where Billy would be waiting to help him escape.
But within the years, that's not all that we did to prepare ourselves; I learnt how to swim like a professional, Billy and I trained each other to identify what weapons the enemy are using by listening to the sound of it firing. We taught ourselves how to take apart any gun and put it back together blindfolded, and sometimes it was, uh, a little challenging considering I almost shot Billy once.
Every day Billy and I wait, some days go by slowly and safely, some days… not so much. Especially when we, as in Billy and I, had to explain to the Nazis why we don't have any records about us, because if we had said one wrong thing, we wouldn't be alive. But we managed to live through the good and bad times throughout the years of relying on just ourselves after having to start our lives all over again.
Today I was just sitting behind the desk alone, since it was midnight, and I was the only one here other than the two security guards (who sleep on the job almost all the time) and there's the janitors cleaning up. I was swaying back and forth in my chair with my feet propped up on the desk just waiting for someone to check in. I heard the front doors open, and catching my attention, I look up to see that it was Blazkowicz and Anya!
"Blazkowicz? Is that you?" I asked in disbelief.
"How do you know my name?" Blazkowicz said demanding while leaning on my desk.
I looked around before leaning closer to the two and said just above a whisper, "Can you remember what happened back to 1946? Deathsheads compound was still under construction? Me and my brother came after you pressed the button?" I asked each time, and then it clicked in the aging brain of Blazkowicz .
"Omega, was it that you said you were?" Blazkowicz asked.
"Well…in actuality I said for you to call me Omega and my brother Alpha" I stated.
"Oh yeah, that's right.." Blazkowicz said.
"Here, take this key, this is to a room to the top floor and no need to pay it" I said handing the key to Anya.
"Thank you, that's very considerate of you." Anya said taking the key.
"Yeah, thanks…" Blazkowicz said.
Then I pulled out a sign that read "Angestellter auf Pause. Bitte warten Sie, oder kommen Sie wieder." and put it on the desk. I then stood up and lifted up the counter next to me, and stepped through before placing it back down.
"What are you doing?" Blazkowicz asked.
"I need to speak with you two privately, and the only place nearest is your room" I replied.
"Smart move." Anya commented before we set off to their room.
Once we were in their room I shut the door before locking it, just to be on the safe side.
"Alright, so what do you need to say?" Blazkowicz said sitting down next to Anya on the bed.
I sat down in the chair by the provided desk, "Alright, I'll start from before you pressed that red button, alright?" I said.
"Fine enough…" Blazkowicz said.
"Okay, before the button…I had just got home with my brother. He had taken me to some shooting range for a special surprise for my birthday. But it wasn't near my birthday yet, it was in the following month: July. Long story short - the special early birthday surprise was all of those weapons in those two bags that you saw…you following me so far?", I stopped briefly and received a nod from the two.
"Ok, the two of us sat in our living room after we got home, and we put the two bags on the coffee table that was in the middle of the room. I was sitting on the floor in front of our TV and my brother, Billy, sat in the recliner somewhat next to me. And…shit…" I stopped.
"What? Did something bad happen?" Anya asked concerned.
"No, no…I just don't know how to explain this to you without getting anyone confused…"
"Explain what?" Blazkowicz asked.
"Hang on…Fuck! I'm a goddamn genius!" I said happily.
"Figure a way to explain whatever you wanted to explain?" Blazko asked.
"Yes! Well - sort of…not really, but I'll try anyways! Ok, to make matters simpler, I'm was from 2014 when I came here in '46. Now, in 2014, the televisions have big wide and tall screens with hardly and box on the back of it. It's called a Flat-screen by practically everyone, and in 2014 everything is in color instead of black and white. Then there are electronical devices that are about the size and shape of decent sized c4, and I had one called a Playstation 3, but it's shortened to PS3 because of peoples laziness. It allows you to play digital games on ones television for entertainment to people. I had a game called "Wolfenstein: The New Order" and I was playing it before me and my brother left. So when I went back to it as I was on the living room floor and went to continue playing the game, Billy and I watched through your eyes as you pressed the big red button. When you pressed the button it activated that big laser cannon machine and it opened a wormhole that connected our dimensions together. That wormhole sucked Billy and I into this dimension, and me with my luck got sucked in first, but I took one of the bags on the table with me. Billy grabbed the remaining bag that was on the table before he also got sucked in the wormhole and landed hard on his ass. In conclusion, We're from the same world, but in different timelines/dimensions."
"Wait, you said this was a…game?" Blazkowicz asked in disbelief and I'll guess slightly offended.
"So you're telling me that all of us, the whole world…don't exist in true life? Not even us?" Blazko said holding hands with Anya.
"Well, that's a yes and no answer. Yes because we are existing, but just different dimensions. No because in my dimension, everyone thinks that if your in a book, movie, or - in your case - a video game, then your non-existent. Why do they think that? Because everyone's stupid like that, as time continued to progress, peoples manners really degraded a lot very quickly. It's somewhat decent, but men don't ask for the girls parents blessings for marriage, most men don't care about women and instead care about what they can get out of them: sex. And even still there are women who agree to it as much as men…but those are just the negatives, the world is still functional in my dimension." I explained further.
"What are any positives?" Anya asked hoping that my dimension was somewhat decent.
"Oh, gosh! There are many positives! For instance, while I was still in 2014, America was even more braver and free!" I said.
"Wait…you're telling me that America - well your America - isn't ran over by Nazis?" Blazkowicz asked with a glimpse of hope in his eyes.
"The allies won the war, but if Hitler would've had one more barrel of heavy water, he would've had the right weapons to bomb America and the allies. But another reason why we won the war was because of Italy's' actions while being Germany's ally…" I said.
"What?" the two said simultaneously.
"Well, to put things simple, the Italian military sucked ass at fighting, but I don't mean that to offend any Italians, it's just the truth. And Italy had decided to try and take over Greece in the winter, but Hitler had to step in to save Italy from Greece. That set Hitler a few months back, and we really were fortunate for that incident made by Italy. But! Sometime in 1945, while the Russians were staking over Berlin, Hitler was in his secret bunker with his wife and he killed his wife by poisoning her drink. Once she had died, he took his handgun and shot himself in the head, committing suicide so when the Russians got to him, him and his wife wouldn't be tortured."
Blazkowicz was glowing with happiness with that news, "So what happened after that? Where there any other wars?" Blazkowicz asked.
"Well, officially confirmed by congress, no. But after the second world war there was The Cold War, The Vietnam war, The Korean War, and from about 2000 and more to the future America was fighting terrorists." I explained.
"Wait, terrorists? What terrorists?" Anya asked curiously.
"Why are the Americans fighting them?" Blazko asked.
"God, what am I? The History/Present/Future teacher?" I asked.
"Sorry…", I heard the two say.
"Don't be…so, what're your plans as to saving your friend in the Eisenhower prison?" I asked.
The two looked up at me like deer looking into the headlights of some random car that's about to hit them.
"How did you know…?" Blazko asked.
"Because, in my dimension all of this is a game, remember? I know that when Billy and I were brought here, that was the beginning of the game." I replied.
Blazko looked at me dead serious and asked, "Did you know what was going to happen after the roof collapsed before you and your brother could jump to us?"
"Honestly, no. There's a blank spot in the game where I never played it, and that what happened after you fell is in the blank spot that I don't know." I answered truthfully.
The answer couldn't have gotten any more honest, because I think I played from 'A New Home' until the end of the game, and that was at a friends house who refused to tell be anything about the prior missions for some reason. But that's why I bought the game in the first place, and when I started to play it, I had to start from the beginning, so there's like a two chapter blank spot.
"Then what do you know in the future for all of us?" Anya asked.
"I can't say…to me, it would be altering the past, and if I were to tell you what happens, could change everything…for the good of things of bad." I said.
