Watchmen: Red Son
Chapter 5
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Three years after the Dr. Nuclear incident…
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The Rorschach had won two Pulitzer prizes for his articles on the attempted assassination of Dr. Nuclear, and the four of them had gotten a special award from President Kennedy. It was incredibly lucky that they were in Dallas that day; Nite Eagle punched a guy who looked like he was pointing a gun at the President. It turned out that the guy had a sandwich, but it had distracted the guy who was actually planning to kill the President. Kennedy had personally thanked Nite Eagle, but The Rorschach saw the look in his eyes; the disappointed look, the kind he had seen in Seymour's eyes when the cute intern at the New Frontiersman turned his dinner invitation. It became clear to him that Kennedy had wanted to die, and The Rorschach's suspicion was confirmed a year later, when it was revealed that Kennedy was suffering from a crippling disease, which first weakened him to the point of needing a walking stick, but had now confined him to a wheelchair.
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June 1st, 1965…
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The Rorschach was at Rockefeller Military Research Base, interviewing the newest addition to the Anti-Dr. Nuclear Club. He was a scientist named Jon Osterman, who had lost his right hand in an accident similar to the one Dr. Nuclear was suspected to have been involved in.
"You see," Dr. Osterman explained, "Wally decided that he wasn't going to sit around and watch me die. So he got an axe, and chopped down the door at the hinges. And my hand, it got zapped off by the field subtraction equipment. Still, I got this new mechanical hand built, government expense."
Dr. Osterman slammed the hand on a nearby desk, obliterating it.
"So anyway, the moment I get out, I turn to that chick who abandoned me at the field subtractor, I say: 'baby, take a hike'."
"Hurm," The Rorschach was furiously scribbling down what Osterman was saying, "So where is she now?"
"I don't know, don't care. You married, 'shack?"
"That's Rorschach," he corrected, "And no, I'm not."
"Shame. If I had somehow survived the Intrinsic Field Subtraction, then I probably would have married her. And what a mistake would that have been…"
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Deep in a secret headquarters in Antarctica…
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There was a rather large igloo in the center of the continent. It had been built around a rather large warehouse, which had been used by the Nazis in World War Two for storage of occult artifacts. Fiberglass panels made sure it kept its shape. Inside, three German businessmen had the warehouse outfitted with modern conveniences: electricity and air conditioning, but also with things you wouldn't find in a typical home; Swastika flags, video cameras, and bookshelves full of occult books. These 'businessmen' were Ludolf von Alvensleben, Dr. Joseph Mengele, and Walther von Brauchitsch, high ranking Nazis. At the moment, they were examining an urn of ashes.
"Is it him?" asked Alvensleben
"Yes, it arrived only this morning," Mengele explained, "He will be merged with the eye."
The three of them were in Brauchitsch's study; Brauchitsch was the only one who lived there full time, since everyone believed he was dead. Mengele and Ludolf preferred to stay in Brazil, where it was more comfortable.
"How soon can we start?" Alvensleben
"Immediately," Mengele replied, "Brauchitsch, go get the eye!"
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Brauchitsch came back into the room holding a wooden box. Inside was a golden sphere, resembling a human eye.
"This is supposedly plucked from the eye of a God," Mengele breathed, "The man created from this will be able to rule the world…"
Mengele pulled on a candle of a nearby fireplace, which caused the fireplace to slide aside, revealing a laboratory. Mengele walked inside, the other two followed him.
"After years of work, I have finally managed to create a way to activate it," Mengele explained
Mengele dropped it in a bubbling clear solution. Suddenly, the entire thing boiled down to gold sludge. Quickly, Mengele poured the sludge into the urn, and placed it on an area of the ground covered by a sheet of plastic.
"You might want to stand back…" Mengele advised
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The urn shook, and collapsed onto the plastic sheet. The ashes and gold mixed, creating a dark yellow paste. One by one, organs, bone, and skin formed, pulling together. Eventually, they formed Dr. Adrian Veidt. He stood there, looking better than he did before; he was at least ten years younger, and wearing gold armor that resembled muscles. He also had a purple robe on, which had come from the shroud he was cremated in. On his chest armor was the Eye of Horus.
"Who resurrected me?" Veidt said, with an incredibly deep voice
"We did," Mengele replied
"Thank you. You have served your purpose."
Veidt focused his enhanced intelligence on their brains. Mengele felt his head.
"Urg…" he groaned
Brauchitsch started to feel the pain too, and so did Alvensleben. Suddenly, Mengele's eyes started bleeding, and Alvensleben started coughing up blood. Brauchitsch's eyes literally blasted out of his head. Mengele collapsed on the ground, and all the blood left his body. All three of them were dead.
"Now, I'd better get to work," Veidt decided
He walked into the study, and saw what was on the TV: news reels of Nite-Eagle beating up Viet-Cong soldiers.
"You!" growled Veidt
He glared at the TV, and blew it up.
"I'll get you, Nite Eagle," he growled, "If it's the last thing I do…"
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In Siberia…
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Dr. Nuclear was at his laboratory in the Winter Palace, attempting to build a proton accelerator. He was surrounded by his Duplicates; they were criminals who had been given a brain operation, which allowed Dr. Nuclear to control them through his brain power. It even gave them his signature glow.
"Sir!" a Soviet soldier came in, "We have the American scientist who defected last week!"
Dr. Nuclear lifted up his hands, and the doors opened. The scientist walked in, wearing a thick fur coat, a black balaclava, and goggles.
"Nice to meet you, Doctor Slater," Dr. Nuclear said, in English
The scientist's fur coat and balaclava hung themselves up on the wall, thanks to Dr. Nuclear's powers, and the scientist was revealed: it was a beautiful woman, dark-haired and with silky smooth skin.
"Nice to meet you too, Dr. Nuclear," the woman said, "I look forward to working with you. And I have those plans you asked for…"