Tokyo, May 31st, 2014, 06:59:
Ambassador Hans Carl Freiherr von Werthern had been early in his office. There was much work to be done this morning. When he got up to get a cup of a coffee the room rumbled and an intense flash of light went across his vision. As suddenly as the flash of light appeared it faded away to reveal the room once again.
"What was that?" as he looked at his cup of coffee. Then he looked outside did a double take at a completely transformed Tokyo.
"Herr Botschafter," he heard the excited voice of his secretary, "something has happened. Please come quickly."
"Where are we?" Werthern asked, more to himself, while following his secretary.
"I fear, the question is not where, but when." the secretary replied.
He looked at the building next door. There should have been the embassy of France. Instead there was another building. He could recognise it immediately. It was the old German embassy with the Nazi swastika flag still hanging there. Well, the third building of 1924, destroyed in the firebombing of Tokyo.
"Herr Botschafter, please tell me, that I am crazy." his secretary said.
"If you see, what I do, then not. Unfortunately. Unless both of us are hallucinating at the same time." he answered. "Try to call Berlin. See, if you can get someone, even if it's the facility manager. And, please, check on my family. I don't know, where they are."
Good news for him, any tasks for the day were irrelevant. Bad news, much more problematic task were to follow.
Minutes later he was in contact with Berlin and the very first answer was concerning if someone had drunk too much sake. But it was followed by a sense of hecticness, in which he was ordered to stay alert.
Policemen of the Bundespolizei secured the embassy. It was a policeman of the Kenpeitai, who was the first to ask so as to what was going on, as several buildings had appeared and reappeared elsewhere with several others appearing out of the blue. Werthern greeted the policeman and tried to explain the situation, and was not believed until he got to see a modern computer. He delegated the task to deal with that problem to his envoy. He left the building to go to the old German embassy nearly colliding with a young man who was on his way to the Federal German Embassy. They spoke and Werthern told him to meet his envoy, while he would go to the Reich ambassador. Armed with his tablet he entered the old embassy and asked to talk to the ambassador, Freiherr Heinrich Georg von Stahmer, Graf von Silum. Unsurprisingly, he was asked to meet him at once.
There were three men standing in the room. One was a naval officer, an admiral, the other was wearing an SS uniform, while the third was Stahmer.
"Herr Botschafter, Herr Admiral," he didn't greet the SS officer,"I am ambassador Hans Carl von Werthern."
"Ambassador from where?" the SS man interrupted. "I see the old flag. That's treachery of the national socialistic cause."
Stahmer was indignant, the admiral furious. It seemed, the discussion was going to be heated and problematic before it even begun.
"Herr Botschafter, I am ambassador Stahmer. I think we need to keep up a certain level of civility." he looked at the SS man. "That is my naval attaché, Vice Admiral Paul Wenneker, and SS-Standartenführer Josef Meisinger."
"Nice to meet you, Herr Admiral." Werthern said, again not recognising Meisinger, who became even more furious.
"If you be so kind to tell us, where you're from?" Meisinger asked. Werthern looked straight at him.
"The answer, from where I am is easy. I was born in Büdesheim." Werthern replied drily.
"Do you want to fool me?" Meisinger started to become red.
"No. Rather the question should be that "when" I am from. I am from the future. For me today would be May 31st, 2014."
"That's nonsense!" Meisinger cried. "That's the most idiotic nonsense I have ever heard. Impossible!"
"Well, to be honest, an hour ago, I would have said the very same." Werthern admitted. "But here is proof. I don't think, you know what a tablet computer is." He gave Stahmer his tablet, after starting it.
"That's nonsense!" Meisinger repeated. "If you're from the future, then we would see another flag. And not this... this traitorous flag. As we had won the war..."
"We lost." This time it was Werthern to stop the rant. "We lost. Thanks to the Nazis and Hitler. Who started this mess."
"That's treachery!" Meisinger shouted enraged.
"No, it's true. And here are the proofs." He started a small film about the fall of Berlin and Hitler's end.
"I am not alone." Werthern continued after the film was over. "It seems, the Germany of the future and the Germany of 1944 have merged. Somehow."
"Merged?" Stahmer asked in an unbelieving tone.
"Yes, merged. However impossible it may seem to be. I don't know much more. I am still in contact with Berlin."
"Herr Botschafter," Meisinger said to Stahmer, "that's a great chance for the Great German Empire. We need to act at once. At first we need to..."
"Stop it, Meisinger!" Stahmer said. "We need to keep calm and..."
"They are traitors. If it's true, what they said, we need to act. They are a danger for the Führer. You need to act. Remember your wife!"
Stahmer sighed.
Werthern attacked Meisinger directly. "I would be very quiet, if I were you. For your crimes in Poland you were hung there!"
"Nonsense. Stahmer, order the security to take this traitor into custody. Then send other men to this new building and..."
"Enough!" This time it was Stahmer to raise his voice loudly. "I have enough from you and your blackmailing. That's over now. Herr Admiral, call some naval officers and take Mr. Meisinger and the Gestapo in this building into custody!"
Wenneker was completly surprised and saluted. "Jawoll, Herr Botschafter." He seemed to recognise him. He drew his pistol and called for naval soldiers. Only little later Meisinger and the other SS thugs were in custody.
"Herr Botschafter, I am playing high stakes game. I hope, you know that." Stahmer said to Werthern.
"Yes, I know." he looked at him, straight into the eyes. Werthern knew everything about these three men, but didn't say much. He knew, that Wenneker thought, Stahmer was incompetent, but he also knew about his Jewish wife, which made it difficult for him to act against Meisinger.
"Herr Botschafter," Werthern continued, "I think, we need an audience with the Tenno, as fast as possible."
"Did you receive orders from Berlin?" Stahmer asked.
"Yes. I received orders to bypass Tojo and go straight to the emperor." The order had come only seconds before he had left the Federal German embassy.
"That will not be easy."
"I know, but we aren't playing Mensch ärgere Dich nicht!"