The English Teacher Chronicles

            Meanwhile, 500 feet above the ground, Old Noah and Stacie stood staring out over the landscape.  They stood atop a giant, steel radio tower/missile silo in the middle of a valley somewhere outside Berlin.  The cylindrical tower was hollow in the center, and five ten-foot missiles sat at the bottom, waiting to be launched.  The tower also extended 50 feet horizontally at the top in both directions, and running down the side of the center shaft was an elevator.

            Also at the top of the tower sat Young Noah, who was slowly waking up.  Old Noah and Stacie stood over him and smiled.  Young Noah shook the sleep from his eye and shuddered.  The air was frigid, and the wind was fierce. 

            “Where are we?” he asked.  “What happened?  I remember you saying something about the path being laid out for us to traverse, and then I went blank.”

            “Yeah, you passed out,” answered Old Noah.  “I guess the shock from everything that happened was too much for you.  Anyway, Stacie and I carried you all the way out here to this tower.”

            “I’m still confused.  How did you and Stacie end up back here in 1945 when I was about to commit suicide with Braun and Hitler?”

            “You have, or will have, taken over the world,” Old Noah explained.  “Mrs. Cook brought us to 1945 by mistake, and when she and the class went back to the present, they betrayed you and left you here.  As a result, you have, or will have, sought your revenge by following the advice of your...our...father, Adolf Hitler and conquering the globe.”

            “What ’chu talkin’ ’bout, Willis?  I mean, Noah?” Young Noah queried.

            “Don’t you get it, younger me?  Didn’t you understand what our father was saying when he led us into that room to commit suicide?  He had it planned out: He and Eva Braun would commit suicide, but not you.  The reason was so that you could continue his quest for world domination.  And that’s where this tower comes into play.  As he led us into the room, Hitler spoke about how he had had this radio tower/missile silo built as a last resort.  He wanted me to use this tower to broadcast a radio message across the country telling all Germans not to surrender under any circumstances.  I would then launch these missiles across the planet to hit certain major cities: Washington, D.C., London, Moscow, New York, and Stalingrad.  These missiles, according to Hitler, were powerful enough to wipe out an entire city.

            “But, remember, I didn’t fully pay attention because I was too confused about what was going on at the time.  Somehow Hitler and Braun must have known that I would chicken out and not commit suicide because they tried to kill me when I refused.  I killed them and then tried to join the rest of the class, but they were gone.  At that moment of betrayal I remembered what my father had said, and I knew what I had to do.

            “I succeeded.  The missiles destroyed their intended targets, the Axis Powers regained their morale, and we were able to fight back and defeat the Allies.  Furthermore, I was named Supreme Fuhrer of the world!  And, as expected, in 2004 at my current age, Mrs. Cook and her class returned.  It was there that I met with Stacie and convinced her to join me.”

            “The class had betrayed me as well,” said Stacie.  “So I came with Old Noah back to this time so we could prevent Mrs. Cook and her class from stopping you.  You and I have to ensure the success of Old Noah’s present, which is our future.”

            “Whoa,” Young Noah moaned, “this is some crazy sh-”

            “Yes, it is crazy,” Old Noah interrupted.  “But it all makes perfect sense now.  Our father has set up the board, and now we mu