“The road to hell is paved with good intentions”

Outskirts of Vanhoover

26th of April, 1007

11:37 Hours

Princess Celestia was relaxing in her seat in the carriage as the carriage itself was swaying side to side, driving down the marble road towards Vanhoover small huts and houses wooshed past by.

She levitated a cup of tea towards her mouth, her lips getting wet by the liquid as the taste of mint tea entered her mouth before she levitated it down and looked infront of her.

Infront of her was Twilight Sparkle, the Princess of Friendship, who was overextensively looking into books regarding the Griffonian language. Twilight Sparkle had been ecstatic, practically seeing this as a gold mine oppurtunity of potential information regarding a new species. For the first few hours, she had practically been gathering as many books as possible, most of them on the language, some of them empty for her favorite part, documentation.

Celestia chuckled. “I think you are overprepared for this, Twilight.”

Twilight looked sheepishly at her long-time teacher. “M-Maybe, but this is a huge opportunity for more knowledge!” the younger alicorn exclaimed with a widening grin on her muzzle. “I mean, a whole new species! Oooooh! I am so excited to see their ways! It’s a huge opportunity to make some new friends! ”

Celestia merely chuckled at that as she brought the cup to hear lips and took another sip. “Well, I can say I am also a bit excited to see a new species. The fact that they speak another common language and they know Equestrian, somehow, is reassuring for talks. “ she says as she levitates the cup down on the table. “Although I wonder about their technology. It seems relatively the same to ours but a bit more advanced. “

Twilight nodded quickly as she smiled further. “I know, right!? I can’t wait to speak to whoever’s in charge of their research, hopefully Equestria can also receive some of the technology in some sort of trade! I can only imagine what form of knowledge they have accumulated!” she beamed cheerfully.

As the convoy began to drive down the road which was reaching within the proximity of Vanhoover, Princess Celestia just looked outside the window of the carriage while Twilight was still muttering about the informatics to Spike whom was making a checklist of places to visit in the city of Berlin.

However, one thing that remained on Celestia was what they warned her about. It wasn’t a warning, per say, more of a heads-up, as the person from the Foregin Office said that Berlin wasn’t “in its’ former glorious condition of beauty and splendor befitting of your highness”.

How bad could it possibly be really?

Outskirts of Berlin

27th of April, 1007

12:55 Hours

It was absolutely worse than even Celestia had imagined as she was driven in the fine German car by a human, which was led by a convoy of motorcycles, as the humans called them.

The city of Berlin looked absolutely destroyed.

If Celestia didn’t know any better, she would have said that it was an ancient ruins. She turned her head to Twilight on her right, as Twilight looked horrified as she looked at the lumping civilians, scaviving what they could, while also children operating what looked like a piece of artillery (8.8 cm Flak 18/36/37/41 AT/AA gun). Whatever occured here looked like an utter disaster. It looked like complete anihilation of this city occurred.

Twilight Sparkle, ever the curious pony, decided to get information regarding what occurred from the closest human she saw – the driver.
She moved her hoof over to his shoulder, and patted the man on the back as he arched his back, before looking at the window frame. “Ja, how can I help you?” he spoke in a heavily accented Equestrian.

“If you don’t mind, could you tell us what happened here?”

The man sighed. He then thought about it for a second before he opened his mouth to talk.

“A war occured. “ he sighed. “We were winning. Until we weren’t. “ the man said as he turned the wheel around a corner, driving the car under a massive monument. “The Russians were the worst ones. They destroyed everything as you can see. “ he said in a tone that had a hint of exhaustion.

“I’m sorry.” Twilight said with an apologetic tone, as she looked around the destroyed city.

A heavy silence reigned in the car, except for the rumbling of the engine and the motorcycles escorting the car.

A good few minutes later, the convoy drove to a massive building, as the man turned around, looking at the princesses. “Here we are. The Reichskanzlei.” he said as two men in black came over and opened the door for them. The two humans raised their arms in what looked like a salute. Celestia nodded as her own two Royal Guards looked at the massive building, which, while it had dust on it, was still grand and massive. A massive eagle sitting was implanted on the wall at the entrance.

Celestia and Twilight both spared an eye at one another before looking forward, at the opened double doors leading to another massive marble courtyard.

These humans have a taste in asthetics. Celestia thought as she trotted forward, led by one of the humans, an officer by the cap, however neither she nor Twilight had any idea what the 4 silver pips on the right collar on him. They were led to the courtyard, which had an assembly of men in black, all holding their rifles at present arms.

The rigid discipline of the soldiers was quite impressive for the two princesses.
Twilight, always the curious one, asked the officer leading infront. “Excuse me, but could I ask what they are?” she points a hoof at the soldiers, still at attention.

The officer slowed down, as he looked at the soldiers, before grinning and raising his cap slightly before nodding to the Princess. “They are the Fuhrer’s bodyguards.”

He then turned back to the door and continued walking towards the second double doors in between two statues at the end of a staircase.

The two Princesses were quite optimistic. These people certainly had virtue and discipline, as they saw it.

~~It would be their greatest mistake.~~

Albert Speer was bored. It was rare for him to become bored.

He walked in circles around the grand marble gallery, arms behind his back as he looked at the shattered windows. He had a lot of work ahead of him in fixing Berlin after these meetings were over.
Albert looked at his watch. The watch dictated it is 13:20.

The Reichsminister heard doors opening, looking up expectantly. The main double-doors weren’t open. He sighed as he turned his head to see Reichsleiter Martin Bormann walk over to him.

Hello there, you work-acholic fat fuck. Speer thought as he crossed his arms behind his back once again. “Can I help you, Herr Reichsleiter?”

“No, I’m fine. “ responded Bormann, as he also crossed his arms behind his back, taking up much of Albert Speer’s personal space. It was not something that Albert Speer appreciated in the slightest.

“How is the Fuhrer?” asked the Reichsminister.

Bormann sighed. “The Fuhrer’s having that doctor inject him again. “

“Is the Fuhrer alright?” was the question Speer asked next.

“Yes, he is. ”

They were both interrupted as the double doors down the gallery were opened, revealing the two alicorns that were radiant.
Both of them blinked as both of them looked at each other in the eye.

If there was one thing that both of them agreed on, despite how much they hated each other, was that now was a moment that would define the Reich’s history.

Berlin, Neues Reichskanzlei

Fuhrer’s Study

27th of April, 1007

13:45 Hours

(German will be spoken in this colour)

Twilight Sparkle always prided herself on her ability to preserve herself when in front of foregin dignitaries, let alone the entire leadership of a new nation with an unkown species.

She questioned her abilities today as her nervousness began to chip into her.

She stared at the opposite end of the couch, as she stared at the old man infront of her, the Fuhrer.

He entered into a massive coughing fit for the 3rd time in..

...she counted 10 minutes in her head.

There were about 18 people in the room, 3 people in green, 5 people in black and 10 men in brown.

Twilight Sparkle looked at her left, as she adjusted herself on the couch. Celestia had that stoic calm face she always has but Twilight could imagine that not even her mentor was feeling any semblance of comfort within the proximity of this cripled man that they were supposed to be talking with.

Adolf Hitler coughed further, before he inhaled, grabbing a glass of water with a shakey hand, sipping the drink before he placed it down on the table infront of them before he looked up and down at the two alicorns, and their guards in that golden armor.

“What is this?” he asked as he gestured at the two alicorns, while looking at Bormann.

“Uh, these are the uh..” Bormann cleared his throat, leaning down to the Fuhrer’s ear. “..the princesses, mein Fuhrer.”

The Fuhrer looked back at the princesses, more so at Celestia, seemingly inspecting them,

Twilight Sparkle looked at the man, before looking at the nervous assistant in brown who was on a typewriter.

“If it makes you feel better, sir, uh..” Twilight, clearing her throat, tried speaking in the man’s native tounge, which was in her mind, Herzlander, “..I can act as translator for my mentor, Princess Celestia?”

“You speak German?” asked Goebbels.

“Yes, sir, we call it Herzlander.” responded Twilight.

Joseph Goebbels’s face turned angered. Who would dare steal the beautiful language of Germany?!

“Herzlander? Who wou-?!” Goebbels began shouting before he was interrupted by Bormann,

“That makes things a lot easier, however, if we could focus at the current situation?” Bormann said before he looked at the Foregin Minister,
“This is Reichsminister Joachim von Ribbentrop, the one responsible for the Foreign Office. If you would, Herr von Ribbentrop?”

The Reichsminister looked at Bormann before looking at the Fuhrer, who also nodded.

Joachim then pulled out a dossier from his briefcase, as he presented it to Princess Twilight, in which she activated her magic, the purple wrapping and illuminating the paper, as she brought it over before holding it for Celestia to see it.

“I’m sure you’ve seen the city outside this building, Princess. Therfore, you must understand the necessity that the surrounding region around Berlin be given to the Reich. We have suffered...” he sighed. “...catastrophic losses to the Soviets and the other nations that have gone against Germany’s interests. We need territory to rebuild, restart, rebreed ourselves once more.”

Twilight translated all of that for her mentor, alongside what was written on the dossier, “They are essentially asking us to cede the Vanhoover region.”

Celestia looked at the file’s words, before she looked at the humans, her face stoic as ever, however, her head was overdrive into thinking the benefits and the cons of this deal.

Equestria would, obviously, lose territory and a sizeable population, alongside the city of Vanhoover and the Equestrian Navy would undoubtably be whining about the loss of a precious port city. Not to mention the Economic Ministry would be on her for weeks at the loss of the city and surrounding villages.

However...

She could see that these people were clearly all tired, exhausted from some devastating war that had utterly flattened this city to rubble. They also had some advanced technology, which implied that humanity was a smart species. In any case, she could get some good favor out of a grateful nation and a grateful population. Besides, despite how despairing the situation looked, these people were clearly still combat ready. Celestia may have abhored war but she wasn’t stupid and she recognized a mobilized nation when she saw one. These people, while not in the long term, could inflict damage on Equestria and she didn’t want that.

In that moment, she made her decision.

She closed her eyes, inhaled deeply, before she exhaled through her mouth, before she opened her eyes and looked the crippled man that was their leader.

“What about my little ponies living in the region?” she asked calmly.

The Reichsminister immediately responded before Twilight could translate it.

“They will be left alone.” he said in perfect Equestrian, in his thick accent.

What made Celestia suspicious was the monolougous voice he said it. Almost as he had praticed saying that sentence, however, it was word from their minister.

“Is it possible to get it in the treaty?” she asked.

“It is. “ he replied. “Thank you for understanding our situation. “ he says as he looks at the man at the typewriter, who was just finished with the treaty. Joachim grabbed it before putting it onto the coffee table. He then places two pens on opposite sides.

Adolf Hitler leaned down, as he looked at the treaty for a couple of seconds, before grabbing the pen and signing it.

The Princess of the Sun levitated the treaty, looking at it. Everything seems in order. She levitates the pen and signs it before she levitates the pen towards the table, also putting the treaty down.

“I am looking forward for a beneficial relationship. “ she says as she extended her hoof.

Twilight Sparkle translated the sentence, as Hitler looked at her before looking at Celestia.

He eyed the hoof before he extended his hand, gripping it as he shook it.

“Mich auch.”

Author's Note

Apologises for the late release,

I had a lot of work to complete and, alongside my depleted motivation.

Either way, please do say in the comment section which of Hitler’s inner circle should I focus on the most:
Albert Speer,
Hermann Goering,
Martin Bormann,
Heinrich Himmler,
Joseph Goebbels,
Karl Dointz.

(im thinking Albert Speer however i would like to hear your opinions also)