Chapter 8: BIG Changes
The next day, Hector was on the flight again, this time with Albert's two sons and his wife. Why wife? Well, she was one of the first women to study mathematics and physics in Europe. It was in his own best interest that Albert and she rekindled their love.
How did he get her to agree? Well, he told her how sad Albert was and that Nazis were going to mess up entire Europe soon, so if she wanted safety, come to the United States. The fear-mongering worked. Though now Hector had the headache, as he didn't know if Albert even thought about her.
~I guess... I will have to find a way to manipulate his mind.~ he thought. His magic was mostly useless in this, as it's only OP when it comes to exorcism and spiritual magic, and moving things with the mind.
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March 1940
Roosevelt had used his political clout to get the act passed to make a Secretary of Defence. All that was left now was an appointment. Many were competing for it, though none had the idea that it was already decided, all except Roosevelt, his chief of staff and Hector.
But soon the Senate received the request for advice and consent from the Senate to appoint the Vice president to the position. There was also a long list of reasons why he should be appointed, but still, no matter how much people liked Hector, or admired him for his heritage, in the world of Politics, everyone was for themselves.
The Senate was in session. Senators were giving weird looks to Hector, who sat in his presiding seat. He knew why this was the case. The giant Senate Chamber had a weird atmosphere today.
To clarify things, before the vote commenced, he made an announcement. "Members of the Senate, to keep this impartial, if we reach a tie vote, I will vote nay. I do not want to take this office with my colleagues being uneasy. But understand this, we are in an era with a war of unprecedented intensity currently being waged in Europe. Let's proceed."
Normally, voting for appointments is done behind closed doors, with the senate majority leader just announcing the result of the vote. But here, to keep everything transparent, it was happening live in front of all members.
The legislative clerk started the proceedings. "... All those who are in favour say, Aye."
"AYE!"
"All those who are NOT in favour, say Nay."
"nay."
It was clear, the voice in support was much louder, in fact, the nays could be counted, since out of 96, only 5 voted no. And with that, Hector became the new Secretary of Defence, while being the Vice President, this was the first-ever in history.
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Albert Einstein lived in Princeton and worked at the Institute for Advanced Study. For the past few days, for some reason, he had been seeing the face of his ex-wife, Mileva Maric, in places. For example, he'd see her face in street lights, shop hoardings, pamphlets. He'd see her name in places it shouldn't be.
But every time he would take a second glance, he'd find that it was just a construct of his mind. Soon, he started seeing the faces of his sons as well. At night, he would not be able to sleep due to the howling of a wolf near his house, but asking the neighbours it'd turn out to be just his delusions.
Slowly, he started to think he was going mad. That was until one night, he had a dream.
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112 Mercer Street in Princeton,
With that, Einstein and many new scientists became firm followers of Hector. Though he knew that many of these were not really that loyal. But he didn't care, he'd kill any that would betray him, he was no angel, nor was he a demon, he was both. On top of all that, he was a bloody politician.
It was 21st January 1941. Roosevelt and Hector had already taken their oaths at Capitol. But, Hector was not in the White House, nor in the Capitol, he had come to an Air Force base closest to Washington, DC.
"Son, you can't deny me, I am the Secretary of Defence, if I say I want to learn how to fly a damn aircraft, you will teach me." Hector authoritatively spoke to the young captain who flew a Curtiss P-36 Hawk, and these planes were to be phased out but were still being used.
"Um... Umm... Mr Vice president... I need authorisation." the Captain scaredly replied.
"Kid, I am the authority, I give it to you, now teach me." He insisted.
The captain seeing no way out nodded, but also came up with a clever plan, "Fine, sir. But first, let me teach you about the parts of the plane and how to land it."
Hector stopped him with a firm hand on his shoulder, "Don't think I'm a fool. And I only want to learn how to make it fly, no need to learn to land." Of course, he could always just jump down. He had no height damage.
The Captain stared at his face blankly, "Um... sir?"
"GO GET THE PLANE READY!" he ordered, sacring him away.
Hector was doing all this to prepare for the war. He was not going to sit in the boring office, Roosevelt was enough for that. He wanted to fight on the battlefield. Gain popularity across the United States, then when Roosevelt retires, he becomes the President.
*Rushed Steps*
"MR VICE PRESIDENT... You are urgently being called back to the White House, there has been a situation." his secret service men came running.
He took a sigh and left immediately with a sad heart, ~Poor boy Moony, he can't fly with me and eat air.~
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Hector hastily arrived, he expected it was something related to the War. But Pearl Harbour was supposed to happen months later, and nor was there anything about Europe that would attract such big attention.
When Hector arrived, many big names of the Government were there. But only he was allowed to enter, and surprisingly, this was Roosevelt's bedroom.
As soon as he entered with Moony behind, he was greeted by the doctor, Secretary of State and Secret Servicemen. His eyes fell on Roosevelt, who was on his bed. The doctor was checking his body.
"What happened? Did you fall off the wheelchair again?" He inquired jovially.
Roosevelt chuckled, *Cough*, "Fucker, don't make me laugh, my chest is in pain."
"Who have you fallen for this time now?" He made another joke, this time others laughed, as all had heard about Roosevelt and his young heart.
Just then, the Secretary of State, Cordell Hull, walked up to him, "Mr Washington, the President had a heart attack, he fears he can't do his constitutional duties justly anymore, so he has submitted his resignation to me. And as per U.S. Constitution Article II, Section 1, Clause 6, as well as the 12th Amendment and 20th Amendment. You are to be the next President of the United States of America, Mr Washington."