No More Sorrow

[Sectorknight21]

April 14th, 1945

The casket carrying the great man moved slowly amongst thousands of people, fellow countrymen, who had taken to the streets to mourn the loss of their great leader who was now leaving them for eternity.

Millions wept across the great nation, the knowledge that the man who had guided them throughout the war was now leaving them was only just sinking into the nations collective conscious.

"This day will be remembered forever" said one woman in between tears.
"Yes, dear with sorrow." replied her husband.


April 12th, 1945

The great leader sat in his room wondering what was next. The war would soon be over and the time for life to continue on the same normal path would re-establish itself. But who was he kidding, the world would never be the same, now only the Soviet Union and the United States were left as Global Powers.

"Sir, please sit still." Said the artist painting his portrait

"Please continue and stay silent" he quipped

He was not sure why but ever since his fall the week before he had felt very uneasy to say the least with headaches lasting for days and intensifying to the point of tears, and the artist speaking was making it worse.

Then came the pain, the horrible pain...

It seemed as if his head were to explode. And then....

"I have a terrific pain in the back of my head." He then slumped forward in his chair.

General Secretary Joseph Stalin was pronounced dead of a cerebral hemorrhage no more than three hours later.

 

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OOOOOOOoooooooo!!!!!!

Sounds fascinating.

 

[Patukov]

Subscripted

 

[Deus Eversor]

lol? so you will play bold allies backing off from yalta agreements and going for capitalist realm?

 

[Sectorknight21]

April 12th 1945 Warm Springs, Georgia

President Franklin Delano Roosevelt stood firmly in his chair as Elizabeth Shoumatoff painted his portrait. Despite feeling overworked and overstressed the past few days and at the behest of his family, friends and staff to take a vacation, President Roosevelt felt much better and refreshed and was ready to tackle on the founding conference of the United Nations later in the month on April 25th.

After having quit smoking in the last year at the request of many family and friends, a decision Roosevelt never regretted, his health had been in a steady increase in his health.

"Oh, you must sit still Mr. President" said Elizabeth

"How can I madam, with the United Nations Conference in two weeks, just think of it all of my life's work is culminating in the span of one day in San Francisco!" Replied President Roosevelt excitedly

The president looked over at the clock, it struck at precisely at one-o-clock P.M. For some inexplicable reason Franklin found that time to be very important to him, why? He couldn't explain it.

"Also I still continue to replay my response to Joseph Stalin in the Soviet Union. Can you believe him, for three years the United States and the Soviet Union have been fighting the same enemy and still he believes that we are plotting a separate peace with Hitler behind his back! The audacity of saying so for his treatment of the Germans and his intents for Poland! My I sometimes wish he would just drop dead! Maybe then there would be a world with no sorrow."

With that a presidential aide walked into the room

"Mr. President I know I am not supposed disturb you, but I have some disturbing news." Said the young aide

Roosevelt shakily rose out of his chair, despite the presidents increasing health his polio was still intact.

"Yes young man, what is it?" inquired Franklin

"Its Joseph Stalin sir, he's dead."

With that Franklin rushed out of the room with difficulty but with a speed that would make a young man turn green with envy, to this day Franklin's unfinished portrait is very famous.

April 15th 1945 Moscow Red Square

Joseph Stalin's last photograph​

Joseph Stalin's casket stood in Lenin's Mausoleum as dozens of party members from the Communist Party of the Soviet Union stood inside, while countless thousands littered the street outside, many weeping and mourning the loss of their beloved leader. There stood Nikita Khrushchev and Vyacheslav Lavrentiy Beria stood directly next to each other staring at the casket then suddenly Beria looked at Khrushchev and Molotov and whispered the now famous words "I took him out" and with a wink left the service as both Molotov and Khrushchev stared at him unable to respond or react and watched as he opened the doors and continued walking.

 

[Meadow]

Such arrogance by Beria must not be tolerated! Have Molotov seize control, backed by Zhukov and the army. Krushchev can be the muscle of government, Molotov the brains. It is the only way to defeat Beria and his NKVD hordes!

...on a more serious note, this look very good indeed. I await with interest whatever happens next. You've reversed the fates of two leaders at Potsdam... will Churchill's Tories now be returned to government in the 1945 election, leaving Attlee to sit on the side lines once more?

 

[Amallric]

Such arrogance by Beria must not be tolerated! Have Molotov seize control, backed by Zhukov and the army. Krushchev can be the muscle of government, Molotov the brains. It is the only way to defeat Beria and his NKVD hordes!

:rofl:

 

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Such arrogance by Beria must not be tolerated! Have Molotov seize control, backed by Zhukov and the army. Krushchev can be the muscle of government, Molotov the brains. It is the only way to defeat Beria and his NKVD hordes!

...on a more serious note, this look very good indeed. I await with interest whatever happens next. You've reversed the fates of two leaders at Potsdam... will Churchill's Tories now be returned to government in the 1945 election, leaving Attlee to sit on the side lines once more?

Hear, hear! Down with that bloodthirsty murderer Beria and his paranoid thugs of NKVD! Long live the USSR and Red Army free of those oppressors!

 

[Sectorknight21]

Okay so first I would like to thank all who have commented so far it really gives me the motivation to continue writing.


So to begin with my AAR focuses on what if Death took the wrong member of the Big Three? I.E. Uncle Joe instead of FDR and how the post war world and the Cold War would have been shaped differently had someone different been at the helm of the Soviet Union (possibly just as much if not more of a hardliner than Stalin)

Also Beria may or may not have taken Stalin out as he mentioned.
He said something very similar when Stalin died in our timeline.

So ladies and gentlemen(mostly gentlemen) sit back and enjoy the mediocre dialouge!
There will be a new update in an hour or so.

 

[Lafayette53]

Looking foreward to more.

 

[SouthCarolinian]

an alternate Cold War. This should be pretty good!

 

[Deus Eversor]

no go with Zhukov seizing full control - only the millitary can secure true socialist future! not the red barons of party of vampires of NKVD! Only Zhukov! The hero! The savior of Soviet Union from nazi menace can save it!


if Stalin died, it depends on who would succeed him - Roosevelt was very easy going for soviets

i think it could be Zhukov since its still war, so Stalin had no time to undermine his command, therefore feldmarshal, who pushed germans from moscow up to berlin, could be persuaded by his generals to secure moscow so no some guy in some suit would start saying what and where to do, or worse - start a purge Stalin-style

 

[Sectorknight21]

Okay guys sorry about that something came up and I couldn't make an update last night!
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Chapter One
Allies and Enemies​

Undisclosed location, Moscow April 16th 1945

Khrushchev paced back and forth between the desk in the old, abandoned office Molotov had told him to meet him at, it was the kind of place you would not like to be with accompanied by a bodyguard much less be by yourself in.

The recent death or murder of Stalin changed everything, as Khrushchev walked the Politburo was deciding on a new Head of State, and the NKVD was "investigating" the events of his murder. But so far nothing had "come up",

"And nothing ever will!" yelled Khrushchev aloud, his voice echoing across the room with a fury.

Suddenly he heard a knock on the door....

Several seconds later another one.....

And finally a third, the exact code Comrade Molotov had told him to follow.

Khrushchev walked over knocked once himself in response and opened the door.

There stood Vyacheslav Molotov clad in a black coat that covered his face, he proceeded to walk in.

"Good cover comrade, its only April and nearly 70 degrees outside" Said Khrushchev sarcastically

"You worry too much!", replied Molotov, "And do you want them to see me? Beria has his NKVD fools running all over the country executing anyone who might get in his way!"

They talked for hours upon many topics, Beria, the NKVD and who the Politburo might choose to replace Stalin and than they realized it.

"Do you think Beria might win?" inquired Molotov

"Doubtful, he doesn't have the power to win through the Politburo lest he use bribery or threats, I think, that you comrade Molotov have the best chance if Beria and his goons don't arrive first....."

No sooner had those words left Khrushchev mouth when the door slamed open and the shot gone off.

Molotov dove under the old rotting desk grabbing for his pistol

A few more, Khrushchev was surely dead....

"Come out Molotov we have the building surrounded, you will pay for betraying the Motherland!"

"I'm unarmed and wounded! Please don't kill me" lies spewed from Molotov's mouth left and right if only to keep the assassin's guard down

He knew that the building wasn't surrounded the NKVD would never make their appearance know like that.

The assassin slowly rounded the desk as Molotov readied his gun....

the assassin turned the corner looking directly at Molotov's head....

"Comrade Khrushchev, this is for you," though Molotov as he raised his pistol to meet his opponent's...

Both reached for the trigger.....

the shot rang out and a body hit the floor

The Assassin was too slow he hit the floor, dead. Molotov picked himeself up triumphantly if not with a sense of failure for on the floor, Khrushchev laid dead,

Molotov broke out into a sprint out of the abandoned office, alone and despite the warm sunny day, cold. He needed an ally, he needed someone, he needed Georgy Zhukov.

 

[Lighthearter]

Molotov! Molotov! Molotov! Gogogogogo . . . . MOLOTOV!!!

 

[Patukov]

,Beria must be hit by a Spartan Death Kick(Given by Molotov)

 

[SouthCarolinian]

oh no! Khrushchev is dead! Molotov better kick some Beria ass!

 

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Zhukov bursting through the door of beria's office, PPSh in hand, spraying bullets over the desk. Beria dives to the floor, and pulls out a pistol. Zhukov jams and discards his gun. Service pistol in hand, each can feel the tension, the cold sweat down the spine, as Molotov, in a fit of Ironic Pique, tosses a Molotov Cocktail through the window of Beria's office, landing on the desk and causing the top to become shrouded in flame.

You write the ending!

 

[Deus Eversor]

from what i was reading Molotov wasn't a bad guy, yes he was forced to submit his own wife to <cenzored> by Stalin but that didn't even happen in this time line now... anyway a proof thet Molotov wasn't bad was that that in rl Gorbachev had him reinstated before Molotov died in 1986 (actually that is sad, that a person, who had lived under the tsar, helped building a new country and actually have one of highest positions in it, had the last thing to see was the downfall of soviet power...)

 

[Amallric]

Go Molotov!

 

[Serek000]

Definitely watching. Molotov is proving himself to be quite the fellow! How much can Zhukov help though, if he's all the way out in Germany? Will the Admiral of the Fleet of the Soviet Union, Nikolai Kuznetsov, play a role in this affair?