Shadow of Klein.

What Klein did Next.

The longer she was stuck here in this world, the less Klein recognised it, and the less she liked it.

And the more she wanted to change it.

Perhaps now she would have the opportunity.

In her world, the Nazis had managed to conquer the Earth in a short span of time; as soon as the other nations such as Britain and America, who had both been thorns in the side of the leadership of the Third Reich, to say nothing of Russia, realised what the Reich had access to when the lasers contained in that English girl's piece of future technology gave them the means of refining uranium, which helped them develop nuclear weapons powerful enough to give the Nazis the means to win the war without a single German life being lost.

Once the Third Reich had become a nuclear power, they had simply needed to wait for the surrenders and pleas for mercy to be given before they generously moved in, and when that happened the real work had begun. By the 1960s, the Third Reich covered the entirety of the globe, although the territories of Japan and Italy had been strengthened.

What the Doctor had failed to understand was the only reason her world had worked was because of their strength, their righteous philosophy…

But here…

In this world, because the Nazis hadn't gained access to that piece of future technology to say nothing of the loss of the Doctor's TARDIS, the Axis Powers had lost the war. The United States won the atomic arms race, and they proved it when they turned two Japanese cities into radioactive rubble. Klein had tried and she had failed to make a difference; even with the switch caused to her identity papers, she had tried to change the course of the war, but she had failed. She had failed because she didn't have any kind of futuristic technology like the piece the Doctor's companion had access to, and because of that the Nazis of the 1940s period always came after her, and even with her superior scientific knowledge they refused to let her come without a yard of their laboratories, and without proper documentation on her person, the Gestapo had come close on many occasions to detaining and interrogating her.

Those moments had eventually made her realise she would have to wait for a different opportunity; Elizabeth Klein may be a Nazi herself and had become a firm and loyal believer in the philosophy preached by the Party ever since she had experienced first hand the kind of treatment herself and her parents had endured when they'd travelled to the United Kingdom, but even she knew death would be better than spending even a minute in an interrogation at the hands of the Gestapo.

In the end, she had given up, and then Japan's cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki had been bombed, resulting in Japan's surrender although Klein was a student - of two histories - and she had long since known the ambitions of Japan had exceeded their common sense and ability; while the Japanese were brave and resourceful, they had nowhere near the type of resources needed to engage America in a war for a long period of war. Their surrender made sense, especially when they took a good look at the ruins, and discovered so many people who had survived the initial blasts of the bombs were dying of radioactive fallout and poisoned air and water; it did surprise Klein despite the difference between this world and the one she had known before Schmidt had manipulated her in travelling back in time to meet the Doctor, how similar the aftermath of the bombings with nuclear weapons had gone; although unlike the Americans, the Nazis had actually wiped out more than two cities.

So no, she wasn't surprised the Japanese had surrendered when they'd realised for themselves they could not offer any kind of resistance against America's new superweapon. Nor was she surprised the Third Reich had fallen apart after Berlin itself had been put under siege before the Fuhrer committed suicide when he had realised it had all fallen apart, although it had horrified her with how easily and how quickly the allied forces had managed to destroy the Reich. What made it worse was Klein had never even had an inkling it was going to happen, especially so soon, and because she had been forced to go on her way, and hide from the Gestapo after her repeated attempts to get in contact with the Nazis of the era, there was nothing she could do because she hadn't been in any position to give any kind of help.

But she had given up.

It was ironic, but the end of the war had helped her in ways she couldn't even begin to grasp; once the Third Reich had collapsed and the war was declared over, there was so much destruction and chaos, it hadn't taken much for her to get to America. By the time the shockwaves caused by the ending of the war, and the death of Hitler had subsided, Klein had realised there was nothing she could do to ensure the Nazis could win. She had given up, and she had finally realised the war was too far ahead for her to make any real difference. And so, Klein had thought about what she was going to do next.

And then she had found her answer; Schmidt hadn't realised but Klein had once worked in a research institute in America after an alien ship had crashed. The crash had taken place two years after the end of the war, and while some American rebels had tried to find to take the crashed alien ship away, perhaps even hopefully finding a way of using the advanced technology to fight back against the growing Reich, despite their lack of resources for doing so, the Reich had seized the ship and once they had access to the technology, they had made many leaps ahead.

By 1945, Klein had seen so many changes to the history she had known, but despite the differences, there were enough similarities for her to assume the crash-landing would occur.

She had it all worked out; she knew precisely where the ship would crash, she knew how many aliens would be on the ship and how many would be alive so she would go in armed, and thanks to the studies she had made into their technology, she was confident she could find a way of tracking down the TARDIS or even another hapless time traveller.

Klein had fought tooth and nail to get where she had, and she hadn't managed to get onto the xeno-scientific research and development directorate, which studied alien technology for the good of the Reich, by being sloppy or soft. She was a brilliant scientist and she had the proof in her own world to prove it to any doubters. No, by the time she had joined the directorate, Elizabeth Klein had risen smartly to the top by fighting dirty, although she had known when to be vicious and when to back off. The directorate was her pride and joy because not only was she proving her abilities, but because it had given her access to technologies and ideas the people of Earth would term them science-fiction.

In 1947 she had based herself in Roswell, New Mexico. She had hated it, she had hated how insular so many people in that part of the world was. She actually laughed as the Americans segregated the black portion of their population; after they had gone through a civil war to liberate their black slaves who were being oppressed in the southern states, they turned around and made life only marginally better, so why bother? What was the point?

At the same time, Klein also despaired at the level of technological progress. Didn't these idiots realise thanks to nuclear power now available, there was so much knowledge to discover. In her world, there had been only a few skirmishes, but what idiots like the Doctor failed to realise were the ends justified the means. There was just no order here, and under a Reich, the people of America would have bowed their heads.

She hadn't bothered joining any organisation who despised the African-Americans, although she shared their views on them. They weren't worth the time, and besides, she had bigger fish to fry, although she had checked a few of them to discern if they were worth it. She had originally believed it was possible for her to go into one, and perhaps even shape it into a group resembling the Nazi party and rebuild the world that she had known and that the Doctor had ripped from her, but she had soon decided against it. None of the groups had the kind of vision of the original party given they were all into their own petty concerns which usually focused only in their own towns - it was as if they didn't even know the rest of the world existed - and not the rest of the country. Once she had realised the kind of limitations put in the way, Klein had dropped the idea and she hadn't entertained it again. She had quickly realised that if she had wanted to form her own version of the Nazi party in America and extend it from east to west, it would take a lifetime of work. And she did not have that time or the patience to do it anyway; so many of the people whom she had met and even spoken to were too narrow-minded to look to the long term, bigger future which made any kind of persuasive plan she might've had in mind fallen apart and crumble into atoms. And to make matters worse, some of them had been so closed off to her when they had realised she was not a local, and she was not American.

In the end, she had left them to it, and she had not looked back once. When the Roswell spaceship had crash-landed in the general area she'd camped in, Klein had been more than ready for the ship. The crew had died on landing, which made getting inside the saucer easy for her. After that, she had relied on her own expertise of the alien ship to find a working computer, get it working and trying to discover traces of artron energy, the same type of energy the TARDIS used. The aliens who'd built and flown the spaceship had a good knowledge of that type of energy, and it was one of the reasons why the SS had managed to track down and capture the Doctor's TARDIS so quickly when the meddling time traveller had journeyed into the future to see the kind of world created by his visit to Colditz castle.

Once she had the computer in her grasp, Klein had an easy time adjusting it to locate any signs of time travel technology; she remembered it had taken the Reich a long time before they had managed to understand it well enough to bring out the benefits to the future. They had even managed to access the database and they had discovered the enormous sum of knowledge contained within. One of those priceless treasures was the means of detecting time travel technology although the aliens had not been capable of it. Klein herself had studied the alien computer, and she used that experience to access it so she could access the scanning functions.

It didn't take her long to make an accurate prediction. The problem with time travel was it dealt with so many tenses which made little sense and were confusing, but in this case, it didn't matter. In 1955, a time traveller would appear in a burst of artron energy; the energy burst would travel back through time as well as go forwards like an explosion spreading underwater. Klein idly wondered how the computer was able to adjust to the confusing logic posed by the existence and reality of time travel sending energy back through time, but she pushed it out of her mind.

1955? I get to spend another eight years in this horrible world, but at least I'll have some of this alien technology to take with me to understand although I know how some of it works, Klein thought to herself, pleased that despite how alone she was, she'd have the means of keeping herself occupied. She checked the alien scanner, which was sophisticated enough to pinpoint the moment and the exact place the time traveller would arrive.

"Montgomery, 1955?" She whispered, crinkling her eyes as she pondered the date. It meant nothing to her. In the end, she just shrugged indifferently; with how the world had changed since the Reich collapsed and the war had ended in Germany's defeat, there had been so many changes to the history she had known and grown up with.

Klein walked through the ship, looking at the metallic corridors which curved like some strange sculptor had manipulated the metal to make it appear both technological and organic while she ran through her mind the number of things she could take. As she examined the ship, she came across a working teleportation device. Now she remembered; the Reich had discovered the teleport on board the alien ship, and they had been in the process of adapting the technology so they could build an advanced rocket ship to send it into space, and mark the Reich as a true space-faring power.

After the war in her timeline where the Nazis ended the fighting with nuclear holocausts, Hitler had orchestrated a major plan to collect every scientist on the planet. He had ordered the Scientist List to be compiled, a list of names of the best thinkers the world had to offer, in every known discipline. Hitler hadn't just wanted the world. He had wanted the future and the people who could shape it after he had seen the original laser device for himself and heard of the account of the Doctor's TARDIS.

When the war was won, Hitler had collected the scientists and he had made it clear they were going to work for the future. None of the scientists really liked it, but they had no choice. Hitler and the Nazis held on to the cards, and within a good ten years, they had begun expanding on the development of space travel when Hitler learnt of the Doctor's alien nature. One of the biggest desires for the Reich was for space exploration to be made into a reality; Hitler had never really given any thought about alien life's existence in the universe, but now he knew there were advanced aliens, he wanted to be prepared for the future. It worked, and within a ten-year span, the first orbiting rockets flew into space, an expansion on the old V2 rockets.

The teleportation device's discovery had been underway by the time Schmidt had manipulated her. Even now, Klein had no idea what kind of progress they would have made had she not left, especially since the Fuhrer had made it a priority to explore the solar system and colonise it.

It didn't matter now.

She hadn't been one of the original scientists who'd examined this ship when it had crashed in her own world, but she had a good understanding of what had been found before to know what to take. Aside from the scanner, she soon recalled the ship had once possessed a small number of shuttlecraft.

The Reich had gained hold of the alien ships' drive technology in order to establish the next generation of fighter and passenger aircraft and to ensure the annexation of the moon and the exploration of Mars. But there were other technologies contained in the shuttlecraft which could be of use, and if she could steal the time traveller's technology and use it for herself, she would have a nice little gift to give them.

X

The next eight years were hard for Klein. After she had found the coordinates for the time traveller's location, she had immediately used the teleportation device to travel there, and she had explored the town; Montgomery, Alabama was such a mundane part of America, it made her wonder why so much temporal energy was bleeding backwards through time. But she didn't care. She would answer those questions when the time traveller arrived.

In the meantime, she had decided to journey around the whole of America while she studied the alien ship and its technology. When 1955 came and the date and deadline the time traveller were due to arrive in came nearer, she teleported herself to Montgomery when the time traveller arrived. They materialised at much the same time in an abandoned warehouse.

Klein had had her eyes closed the entire time the teleportation was in progress, so she didn't feel sick but as soon as it was over she recovered quickly…just in time to see a tall man with a dark beard and hair, wearing a leather jacket and a white shirt standing there with something in his hand.

A blast of white energy flashed through the air, but Klein managed to get out of the way in time. The time traveller tried levelling his weapon at her for the second time, but Klein was quicker. She whipped out her Luger pistol she had saved from Germany, and she shot the man in a carefully targeted place in the chest, and another bullet shattered his kneecap. Klein sneered down at the man as he screamed in agony, and she marched over to him, but as she did she noticed there was no sign of a TARDIS. No matter; it did occur to her there were other forms of time travel out there.

When he noticed her approach, the man tried to get up, but she was too fast. She lashed out with a vicious kick to his wounded knee, sending him back down to the ground again. While he writhed in pain, Klein scanned him quickly for the time travel device, and she found it on his wrist. She lifted her gun and shot the time traveller again, this time in the arm's shoulder and the other bullet into his elbow so he couldn't resist when she removed it. Bending down Klein examined the time machine.

And it left her feeling disappointed, it looked like a leather watch strap, but as she recalled from the Doctor's TARDIS which appeared to resemble some kind of blue police telephone box looks were deceiving. It looked like all time travel devices followed the same rules. Klein bent down and started to work on the clasp to release the device.

Suddenly Klein felt a hand fiercely clamp down on her wrist, and she turned blazing eyes towards the injured time traveller. He was glaring at her in agony and rage.

"You…won't take that-!" He gasped out.

Klein said nothing as she smacked him in the face and jammed her gun into her cheek while she deftly unstrapped the time machine from the idiot's wrist. "You are in no position to tell me what I won't take; you are badly injured, and I have spent so long in this stinking timeline awaiting the day I could rebuild my world I am not going to waste it."

"What?" The man asked as he blinked dazedly at her.

Klein had no intention of telling the fool about her past. "Never you mind," she stood up and glared down at him. "Now, why are you here?"

It was obvious to her he planned on committing some kind of temporal assassination; that weapon looked too sophisticated for something as mundane as self-defence.

"I won't tell you a thing," the fool smirked weakly at her.

Klein stomped down hard on a wounded part of his body. The man screamed in pain despite his best efforts to not scream, but she pressed down harder, and she found another wounded spot and stepped down on that. "Tell me why you're here," she repeated.

"Go….go to hell!"

"You first!" Klein smirked, inwardly wondering if she had the patience for this. She was not Gestapo, she wasn't trained for long term interrogation, she was a scientist. But she had no intention of telling him that. She pressed down harder but he refused to speak, so she stepped off of him and she lifted her gun again. She pointed it deftly at his right earlobe and fired. The scream that came out of his mouth was much worse than anything he could have let out before, and she needed to wait for a moment before he recovered enough to be aware of her before she started again.

"Why are you here?" She repeated while she prepared a fresh clip of bullets. She had stolen the Luger from an SS officer in the final days of the war, and she'd collected more bullets ever since. She had seldom used the Luger since, except three times; once when she was in Alaska, and she had killed a bear and its two cubs, a police sheriff who was suspicious of her, and some common lowlife who had tried to steal off of her.

She held up the gun and shot him in the other arm, and she was about to shoot him again when he shouted, "ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! I'M HERE TO DEAL WITH ROSA PARKS!"

"Who?" Klein asked as she ran the name through her memory, but she came up short.

The time traveller looked at her in surprise. "You… don't know her?"

"Alternate timeline," Klein explained briefly in a bitter tone. "Who is she?" She held up her gun.

The time traveller sighed. "In this time, blacks," he spat the word, "are supposed to sit in selected seats on buses…"

Ah, segregation, Klein was aware of the practice. Black people in America were only allowed to sit in allotted seats, and if a white person wanted a seat, the black person had to stand up and find somewhere else. It was a practice she, as a Nazi, approved of, but it was such a petty thing to do in her mind.

"What does that have to do with this Rosa Parks?" Klein asked.

"Everything. In a few years from now, the blacks will form the civil rights movement, but it starts with Parks. She will be told to vacate her seat, but she will refuse," the time traveller said breathlessly. "Her actions spark off the civil rights movement, which will give them rights and a better position in society."

"And you're here to prevent it happening?" Klein asked rhetorically; it wasn't a difficult deduction to make given how well equipped he was, but while she could understand and even support his views, his methods and his ideas made him seem like a savage to her. Klein looked down at him seriously while she contemplated what to do with him.

But his next words condemned him.

"I needed to put them in their place," he whispered hoarsely.

And with that Klein knew this man was useless to her. He might have been a suitable ally to her given how similar his views were to the Nazi philosophy. But that was as far as it went. He had no scope. He might have succeeded in dealing with this Rosa Parks, but beyond that, he had no wider ambitions.

Shame, she could have used some help, but this man just lacked a higher vision to look to the future. She might want to change the future herself, but she had a long term plan in mind whereas this man just wanted to change a single event, and that was it. He had no idea what kind of future he wanted to build, and that made him both dangerous and stupid.

"So you came back in time to kill her?"

"No. I can't kill anyone. I'm a murderer, I killed hundreds of people," a breathless, slightly dazed smirk crossed the time traveller's face, "and I was sent to Stormcage Containment, where they grafted a neural implant into my skull. It prevents me from killing them."

"But that weapon-?"

"It doesn't kill; its a Temporal Displacement Weapon. One blast from it, and you're sent back in time."

A time…weapon. Interesting. I expected to find a time machine, not a time weapon. For a moment Klein pondered upon the possibilities of using such a device. Unfortunately, she pondered too long; it was a mistake. She had forgotten the time weapon was still close to where the time traveller was laying. He used her distraction to reach for the gun, ignoring the pain in his arm, and he fired it at her. Klein barely had any time to duck. She vanished.

X

Krasko was in a bad way. He was feeling a bit dizzy because of the blood loss he was suffering, and he knew he didn't have his vortex manipulator anymore, he couldn't leave and recuperate somewhere and then come back.

He had known coming back in time was a risk; just because the Time Agency was not around anymore to prevent the sort of thing he was trying to do did not mean there weren't other time travellers around who would not be able to stop him. But he was prepared for them; he might not be able to murder anyone, thanks to that thrice-damned neural implant stuck in his skull, but he was still capable of sending people back through time.

But he hadn't expected to encounter another time traveller, especially one who was from a completely different timeline which had diverged at an earlier point; temporal mechanics was not Krasko's strong point, but he knew more than enough about time travel to understand she really didn't know anything about the Civil Rights movement.

Krasko moaned in pain as he tried to crawl to the case, although he didn't know for certain if he could get to the first aid kit inside his case. He hadn't known what he was going to expect when he'd planned his trip back through time, but since this place was a primitive and violent point in Earth's history; ordinarily he would feel right at home, but thanks to the stupid implant he couldn't fight properly, so he'd brought a first aid kit complete with nano-salves with him.

Krasko had just managed to crawl over to the case containing his tools and the info-brick he'd managed to get hold of which had given him a lot of knowledge about the right time to act when a bright light caught his peripheral and he turned, and his eyes widened in horror and surprise as the bitch who'd shot him stepped out of the glowing 'door' to the Time Vortex.

He stared up at her and he could not help but shiver as he took in her cold expression before he noticed her clothes were different; instead of a dark suit, she was wearing clothes of a style he did not recognise; a brown leather jacket covering a dress and shoes which did not suit the ensemble.

"How-?" Krasko began before he mentally kicked himself for forgetting she had the manipulator. Considering how smart she had seemed, it would not have taken her long to understand how it worked.

The woman held up her wrist where, lo and behold, the vortex manipulator was strapped neatly too. "I had this with me; less sophisticated than the TARDIS," Krasko's eyes widened and he let out a dry gasp as he heard the name/acronym for the Time Lord's TT capsules and she noticed it but she didn't comment on the fact he seemed to know about TARDISes, "so I only needed a week to understand the principles. Good thing as well; I was sent back in time to the 1600s. I jumped to the 1920s before I managed to get the hang of this."

She took out her gun and levelled it at Krasko, who didn't have the time needed to beg or even plead for mercy or make some kind of bargain or threat before she just fired. Krasko only had a second to feel the burst of pain in his head before everything went dark.

X

Good, now he's gone I can concentrate on more pressing matters, Klein thought to herself as she gazed down at the corpse, noting the trail of blood from where she had left him before he had sent her back through time. She shrugged her shoulders, deciding she was not going to clean up or even dispose of the corpse. The warehouse looked like it hadn't been used, never mind opened up for years so it shouldn't be disturbed unless somebody had heard the gunshots from outside, in that case, the police would soon be on their way.

She didn't care what they thought when they came across the corpse; with a bit of luck they'd think the time traveller had gotten into a fight, and he'd run into the warehouse to evade some aggressive pursuers, and he hadn't survived. Klein stepped over the body and examined the case he'd brought with them, and she opened it up. She didn't recognise half of the technology in the case, but Klein had little doubt she would have no problems understanding how they worked, and even see a way they could help her restore the Reich. When she had been stranded temporarily in the past, it had crossed her mind to give Hitler time travel and teleportation ability, but she'd quickly decided against it. She might want her world to be restored, but she wanted to restore it to what she considered to be real, and that meant giving the Nazis laser technology, not time travel.

After she'd finished examining the pieces of futuristic technology, Klein simply put them away and closed the case before she tapped on the vortex manipulator, setting the coordinates.

She had a lot of work to do, but now she had access to a time machine. Now she could begin.

Before the time transference, Klein stiffened to attention and presented the Nazi salute. "Heil Hitler! Sieg Heil!"