Praktikum bei Dr.Kroenen PT1

It was 1934 Adolf Hitler just became Reichskanzler and had a parade in his honour troughout germany,I a little boy ,10 years old and not knowing that a world war would result in just a simple austrian man becoming our leader,was eager to watch the parade.
My Mother and Father took me to the streets to see the man who just became our Chancelor,it was thrilling,an imposing parade of thousands of men in uniform ,a fine car in the front with Hitler standing and greeting all his fellow germans from it.
I coulden't see all of it,I was too short,I stood on my toes but it barley made a difference,my mother and father noticed nothing ,the were excited by the parade,until a man with a mask lifted me up so I could see all of it,as the top of the parade went around the next corner and was out of sight,the man let me down.
Mother and Father and looked a little bit shocked,I understood why,the man who lifted me up was dresses in a black uniform and was wearing a strange mask.
My parents seemed to know the man...
"Dr.Kroenen !Heil Hitler !"
Dr.Kroenen just raised his right arm and turned to me again.
"What is your name ,kleiner mann ?"
"Axel,Axel Krupp ,mein herr."
The Dr. turned to my parents again,
"Guten tag noch,genießt die parade."
My Father rather boldly asked while Dr.Kroenen turned away."
"Verzeihen sie,but why are you not marching with the parade ?"
-"Aufgaben fürs Volk."
and with that answere,he walked away.

I was so impressed ! That man was so cool !
His black uniform,his mask and the respect the people had towards him !
In the evening as my mother came to tuck me in I asked her if I could maybe sometime be like Dr.Kroenen.
Her answere would change the rest of my life in a way no one could have imagined.

8 years later ,Hitler was having a war with the rest of the world,and arian people were favoured over others,Germany had changed.

I myself was sorted as a ...how should I put it...not so prefect German,my hair was of a brownish tone and my eyes were a bit dark,non the less I had my friends and still dreamed of becoming who was now not a respected Dr.,but alsow the Führer s top assasin.

I was 17 and would turn 18 in a few days,I could finaly go to the army,or the SS or anywere,I had the free choice,but I already knew what I wanted to do,Praktikum bei Dr.Kroenen.

I wrote a bewerbung as a praktikant to the Doctors of the SS and hoped that my specific wish to work with Dr.Karl Ruprecht Kroenen would work.
I studied very hard and read a few of his books and watched a lot of Propaganda news on his epic adventures,I even bought a clock designed by Kroenen.
I was euphoric about the similaritys me and the Dr. had,
acording to the Wochenschau he loved Mozart and Wagner,was a fencer of great talent,the same things applied for me.

As my 18th Birthday present I could have wished for nothing else,
a letter came for me,I was accepted as a praktikant,and even better,the letter had a hand writen note from Kroenen himself !

The very next day I would take the next train to Berlin,I packed just what I needed most and the clock I bought wich was designed by Kroenen,My Parents wished me well for my journey,they even payed my train ticket.

I arrived in Berlin and headed to the Deutsches Forschungs Zentrum,I was directed by a young man with a rather grimm face.
"Sind sie der neue,here for Dr.Kroenen's apprentisship ?"
"Ja..Axel Krupp mein na.."
he interrupted me
"Gott sie sind verrückt...warum wollen sie ausgerechnet bei ihm ein Praktikum ?"
"Well becouse I think he is a great german,why what is your problem with him ?"
-"I don't have one with him personally,you see the others quit after a week,his experiments are rather....harsh..anyways,corridor 5 first left."
"Danke mein herr"
I walked towards the Office of Dr.Karl as the man from the front desk called ,
"Youll need a strong stomach !"
I ignored it and Knocked on the door.
"Herein.."
I couldn't belive it,it was the voice of Dr.Kroenen,muffled by his gasmask,but non-theless Dr.Kroenen !
I re-arranged my tie and entered with a big smile on my face.

There he stood,looking out the window,Dr.Karl Kroenen.