Arise Ghost, and Serve Your Fatherland

In Nazi controlled America, the Fuhrer himself had taken control of things.

"My Fuhrer, the project is complete."

The Fuhrer turned his chair around, he the stood up and buzzed the man inside. The scientist and the Ghost walked into the Fuhrer's throne room.

"How might the Legendary Ghost of Ottawa serve the Mighty Fuhrer."

The Ghost stands next to the scientist.

"You have had a change of heart."

The Ghost glared the Fuhrer, fists clenched. The guards shifted their guns, now aiming at the Ghost.

"Relax fellas, I have no interest in killing the Fuhrer.

The Ghost turned back to the Fuhrer.

"Consider it me getting pay back to a nice asshole."

The Fuhrer smiled and motioned for the others to be brought in.

"Say hello to your team, I call them, "Die Helden mit den dunklen Sternen" or "The Dark Star-Spangled Heroes". I've had our science team bring all you demons back. Now go forth and serve the Fatherland. Serve me, but should you fail, you all will be executed." said the Fuhrer.

"Yes, my Fuhrer." they all responded before leaving the room.

"What's the play Ghost?"

"First, we gather supplies, then we kill every last Star-Spangled Hero they have." grinned the Ghost.

The Ghost and the Dark Star-Spangled Unit left for the armory.

"My orders mein Fuhrer?"

"Keep tabs on them. I take it you added kill switches to them?"

"Yes, they will die should they attempt to betray us."

"Good, go back to the lab. Finish up Project Adolf, I want him ready. If we aim to take over that world, we need a way to kill their automaton."

"Yes mein Fuhrer."

The scientist leaves, The Fuhrer looks out his window overlooking the Nazified America. "Soon enough, we shall control two worlds. Nothing will stop the rise of the Third Reich, we may have allied with America back in World War Two, but that ended when they killed Adolf in the seventies. We will not make the same mistakes."

The Fuhrer lit a cigarette and smoked it, he smiled at the America he had created. One full of cogs and Arians. The cogs serving as the labor force, and the Arians serving him by enjoying a relaxed life. They all combined served his vision. An Arian World, for Arian people.