//------------------------------// // Rising // Story: Nazi's on the dark side of the Nightmare Moon // by rocketlvr //------------------------------// According to some, there is a sample, and a project. The sample was one of the biggest hopes that Germany had in winning its war. Only the lead scientists on the project, German top brass, and the Feurher himself knew what this sample was. The sample itself was a certain... ally... who claimed he would assist the Nazi cause. Now this ally was of another world, a land of fire and brimstone, Demons, Devils, and Hell beasts. The project was opening a portal to Hell with the sole purpose of bringing Satan forth from its fiery depths. ************************************* Dr. Schuster took a drag from his cigarette, his day was not going as planned. The sufficient levels of Ununpentium to stabilize the MDT were not available and the SS demanded the project to proceed as scheduled. If he didn't succeed then the whole project would have to be scrapped and all his hard work for the Fatherland over these past 10 years would mean nothing. So be it, he thought we will just do what Germans do best and by this he meant engineer something brilliant and then get totally wasted on schnaps afterwards. "Dr. Maxis! get over here now!" he barked, and then out of the sea of scientists in the room one in particular began migrating towards him. "Ja Dr. Schuster?" "Our power sources have been compromised, therefore I need you to adjust the intake on section Rb57 and set the coils to maximum output. Then once you're done with that pick me up a few schnaps from the bar downstairs" Maxis took a few moments to process this information before replying "with all due respect sir that act could completely alter the effects of the machine. We might not attract the samples that we want or even get the machine working at all". "I am fully aware of the consequences Maxis; however, the SS demands that we get this operation running immediately or the whole project will be... cancelled" Maxis shuddered, he knew what cancelling meant. The SS never left "loose ends" in its failed projects, they didn't want to risk having any Wunderwaffe scientists defecting to Britain or Russia despite the wars current success, and as they say, dead men tell no tales. "Jawol, I will get to work on that immediately, I hope your numbers are right though, it worries me to think that our sample may not be... cooperative" "I know, this project is something truly evil. May God forgive us. "I think we are a little past God, Dr.Schuster. Do you still want those schnaps?" "Do fish swim in water? Of course I want schnaps." Maxis scurried off, Schuster walked to his office in the corner of the room and went in, shutting the door behind him and flopping into the large cushy leather swivel chair. "Ach mein gott, this is going to be a long day." He sat for a while in his chair thinking about nothing in particular. His daughter was to be graduating soon from middle school, the loses in afrika drove the prices of gasoline up to 5 reichsmarks, really anything in particular that could keep his mind off the task at hand. Eventually, there was a knock at the door and when he opened it he was greeted by Maxis holding three bottles of schnaps. "Dr. Schuster, I have done as you instructed and the MDT is prepared for the project whenever you are ready." With this he handed Schuster the bottles. Schuster took two and instructed Maxis to keep the last one. "You're going to need a drink by the time this schiesse is over" Maxis nodded "Thank you, Schuster" and with that shut the door and left. Schuster sighed, this was it. Now or never. All those years of work, secrecy and cunning came down to the next 10 minutes of button pushing. He gathered himself and pushed the door open. He was met by a surprisingly clearer room. All actions had been accomplished and most scientists had left to safer quarters. The few that remained were the necessary equipment workers, SS troops, and lead scientists to supervise the operations. Some of the SS had surrounded several high ranking officers and generals; the rest had their weapons trained on the MDT. Should the subject remain uncooperative, or be of the wrong type expected, the SS was to *ahem* dispose of it. They had more than enough firepower. Two Mg42s, at least a dozen mp40s and twice that amount of kar98ks, and even some dummkopf had decided it would be a brilliant idea to have a Panzershrek, a bazooka like weapon, pointed at the machine as well. That imbecile is standing to close to the wall, he'll fry himself like one of those American marshmallows if he tries to use it. Mein Gott I am surrounded by idiots. An incredibly fat General approached Schuster. He looked like he was going to die of a heart attack in a few seconds as he was sweating and wheezing profusely. A half coughed order came from his mustached lips. "Ehrm... *Cough cough* Dr. Schuster *hack* you may start your experiment when ready" he waddled away and went into the "observation" room. It was a solid concrete room with a tiny pill box style viewing slit and walls made several feet thick. Schuster could see his pudgy face light up a cigar and stare back at him expectantly. Several other faces joined him and for once Schuster felt nervous about what he was doing. On the outside he appeared to cope well under pressure but on the inside his mind turned to mush. Schuster cleared his throat and spoke. "Esteemed generals, colleagues, and friends, today I bring to you the future of modern warfare. This single device will bring Germany victory over her enemies. The third Reich will last for a thousand- nay- a million years from the supernatural powers which we will have brought forth at the end of this day. Dr. Gröbbmen care to do the honors?" A lanky scientist with a postage stamp mustache pulled down on a lever supplying power to the room. The MDT spat to life and loud mechanical whirrings and noises sounded throughout the room. A ball of bright white light formed in the center of the MDT pad growing by the second. It reached the size of a small shed when a creature began to appear. It was very hazy and not very solid looking at first but soon it grew and appeared to be very equine in shape. A loud explosion happened and suddenly the room was filled with light and the crew was temporarily blinded. A few more seconds passed and with a sudden jolt, everything stopped. The light dissipated and the machines went silent. The hiss of cooling metal was the only noise in the room as everyone's attention was drawn to the massive creature in the center of the room. The body of a horse and the eyes of a snake, it grinned with teeth like daggers and stood silently for what seemed like an eternity. One scientist lost it and ran screaming for the bunker door, but an SS guard shot him in the back with his rifle and he dropped like a stone. Despite this random occurrence, everyone remained silent. The fat general's cigar fell from his lips and then the creature spoke. "WHO DARES AWAKEN NIGHTMARE MOON!?"