At Brendam Harbor, an engine was being unloaded, he was a black DRG Class 80 tank engine. The German engine was put onto the rails and his crew fired him up.
"Remember ze plans?" said the engine's driver.
"Ja! I remember!" replied the fireman.
"Wunderbar!" responded the driver.
"C'mon Marklin! Ve need to start vork!"
"Ja!" said the engine and he set off to find work.
Marklin came from Germany and had been sent to Sodor as his heritage railway couldn't afford him, at least, that was the story. He was sent away because of him and his crew's political beliefs, but thanks to several forgeries, Sir Topham Hatt wasn't told of Marklin's past or of his crew's history. Marklin was told to pull a slow goods train along the coast due west.
"Vhis vill keep me concealed." said Marklin, under his breath.
He was coupled to the train and headed away from the harbor. His driver and fireman were soon talking of plans. Plans of violence, plans of a new world order, plans of a new reich. Marklin stayed along the line until the trucks decided to play tricks on him.
"Hold back! Hold back!" laughed the trucks.
"Scheisse!" said Marklin as he felt the trucks drag on him.
His wheels pounded the rails and tried to continue forward, the trucks giggled and he couldn't move much faster. He came to a signal and saw a blue engine with a 4-4-0 wheel arrangement come towards him. He tried to look inconspicuous and tried to not mind the other engine. The blue engine pasted by and didn't question him, Marklin was relieved.
"Who was that?" asked the blue engine.
"I don't know Edward. But I think we should ask." replied the engine's driver.
