Birth of a New World (RP: Private)

[Valturus]

Birth of a New World

The year is 2020, an age of peace was brought about after the nuclear disarmament of the world in the year 2000. Nations came together to push for peace and cooperation, not war and violence. For 20 years, the world existed in a state of relative peace until a major military incident changed everything. The nation of Valturus conducted it's first major military exercise in ten years, with disastrous results - as the navy was training in the channel islands, practicing using decommissioned naval vessels, an unknown target entered the fray.

The training exercise had its first issue, the unknown vessel was presumed to be another target by one of the main battleships- using live ammunition the Imperial Battleship immediately bombarded it without communications with Home Command authorizing it, the vessel was quickly destroyed and everything seemed fine until Home Command requested to know what just happened. Soon afterwards it was discovered that the vessel that was sunk was a cruise ship, containing two thousand civilians from various nations on it. Baxtonian, Flynnvakian, Sulanian, Markotovian, and even Valdrinians were killed because of its destruction with few people actually surviving. Two hours afterwards permission was given for several rescue ships to attend to the sunken vessels, without informing any of the citizens nations, and at that point the rescue attempt turned up no active rescues. Valturus attempted to keep the sinking of the cruise ship quiet, but to no avail as questions were asked when the ship didn't arrive in Unfallious at the destined time. Valturus soon admitted to its blunder after vessels from other nations entered the Channel Islands in search, and an international summit was called to discuss the crisis.

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[Vista Major]

House of Congress
Office of the Chief Secretary
Afternoon

The Democratic Council (aka Congress) had just adjourned for a two-hour lunch, at 12:00pm on the dot, like always. Chief Secretary Chelsea Monroe finished talking with Senators about the newly-passed trade regulation law. Just as she left the chamber and entered her office, Sara Evella, Minister of Diplomacy and Foreign Affairs, was sitting on her desk, scrolling through her tablet. Chelsea frowned. "Sara, you know I don't like it when you sit on my desk," she said. Sara looked up from her tablet for a moment, hardly acknowledging the remark. "You do realize the militarists are at it again?" she said. When Chelsea didn't respond, Sara sighed and read the report from a Valdrinian news outlet. "A training exercise resulted in the drowning of a ship and several casualties. And you're in there talking about deregulating the trade of certain chemicals." "In our defense," Chelsea said, "those chemicals are needed by several techs who are looking to develop some new technology." Sara raised her eyebrow. "Don't worry; corporatocracy is still at bay. I wish I could say the same for this... predicament." "A meeting of the NGA Assembly has been called to discuss the matter. And you're coming with me." Chelsea was taken aback. "Me? Go with you to New Genopolis? That's outrageous! I have a Congress to take care of!" "Amos will take care of it. He is Chancellor, after all. He will likely call a Congressional Holiday. And it will only be for the first day; Amos, once he finishes up in Everwinter Province, will replace you. We've received permission to install you as our official representative until that happens." "But you are the Minister of Diplomacy! You can do it just fine without me!" "Darling, I work behind the scenes to keep people from tearing this nation apart from the outside. The Chancellor is chief ambassador. And since he is out of attendance, and you are his defacto deputy, you will go in his stead." "But-" "No buts about it. Get packed; we leave for New Genopolis in 8 hours. Your Deputy Secretary shall preside over the Senators." And with that, Sara left, leaving Chelsea alone in the room.

[New Estaris]

The Prime Minister's Office
"And sir, this is your schedule. You are due for a press conference in forty five minutes.. The minister of Interior would like to talk about raising the tax celling, and at 16:00 hours, you are due to the Upper Parliament for a bill signing." The woman looked over her glasses at the Prime Minister of The New Socialist Republic. Joseph Himmler sat at his desk, mug of lukewarm tea in his hands. His fourth election season was going well. The public opinion was much in his favour, and the overall status of his Socialist Party was very strong. He stroked his beard, thoughtfully. "Ana, have Jakob bring the car around."

The Press conference, The Emmanuel Striess Building/i]
Joseph stood at the podium, finished with his address. getting wild applause from the press and the on-lookers.
"Thank you. Now, like I said, I promise the people of New Estaris another happy, and prosperous year!"
More clapping.
"I am now willing to take general questions."
hands shot up.
"You, sir."
" Daniel Eberhard, Skard Times. What is you economic policy plans?"
Joseph explained.
More claps, a few boo's.
"You, madam."
"Sam Young, National News. Are you aware of the crisis in Valturian waters, and what is your response?"
Joseph stuttered. "Pardon, repeat that, please?
"A cruise ship, containing some of our citizens, wandered into the fire of a naval ship. What is your response to this crisis?"
"I will have Fredrik Janisson, our diplomat to Valturus, sent off to see what New Estaris can do. In the mean time, any one with stricken families about the loss, with dead family, [i]WILL be reimbursed. I personally will see to it that this problem will be fixed."
a smatter of applause.
"Thank you, that is all the time I have. Good bye."

Back At the Prime Minister's office
"Why the HELL wasn't I informed about this? Fredrik is out in Baxten. DAMN IT!"
Joseph strode about his office, Applewood pipe clenched between his teeth.
His office was filled with his informers and ministers.
"I..." spoke up Karl Vanderbilt, his Minister of Police.
"Karl, please. Like you do your job." shot Joseph.
"I need a plane. I need to leave, and now for New Genopolis."
Joseph told everyone off, and got his briefcase with his suits, and was off within the hour.

[Baxten]

Emperor's Office

"Yes, please. Get a plane ready. New Genopolis, near District 21. Yes, that's Holland. I need to get to that meeting very quickly, so we don't have time to stop for anything unless it's an emergency. Thank you". The Emperor was extremely frustrated with the Valdrinian military. He started to talk to his Advisor of Defense and his Advisor of Diplomacy. "Even after signing military reduction treaties, the Valdrinians still have the audacity to do practices in seas where many civilian ships pass through. It's the Valdrinian Channel, for God's sake, one of the gateways to Europe. I hope this won't escalate into war". The Advisor of Defense chimed in, saying "But we must prepare. While I don't think we need to go to war with Valturus, we need to be prepared for any attack they can give us. Valturus is a huge superpower after all". The usually quiet Advisor of Diplomacy said "Diplomacy with Valturus is vital. While we would be able to match them with our military, and beat them with our allies of Flynnvakia and Markotovia, they have the superpower of Unfallious a world away. They have, arguably, one of the best navies in the world. Caution is key in this situation, my liege". The Emperor got another call. "Hello? Yes, I am ready to go". He then said "Come with me; we will discuss this on the way to New Geneopolis". The Emperor went into his room, where he packed everything for his stay. He saw his wife, Empress Sabine, and gave her a kiss. He said "This meeting is of upmost importance. If someone wages war, make sure to take Peter and head to the bunker. I doubt we'll have to worry, though, so I wouldn't fret too much. I love you very much". The Emperor took his suitcase, went into the jet, and took off.

[Unfallious]

The flight to New Genopolis was pleasant. Having received an extensive briefing from about 8 different people, he felt thoroughly educated in the fundamentals of the destruction of civilian vessels via military ordinance. Frankly, the only reason he was bothering to turn up was due to the fact that the ship itself was en route to Unfallious. Victor wanted nothing more than to return to Unfallious and begin work on actually worthwhile things for his nation. Instead, he was attending a summit caused, fuelled and likely centring on militarism. Touching down in the wonderfully dull citystate/bureaucratic heaven that was New Genopolis Victor Trikosky, High Commissar of the Socialist State of Unfallious, was whisked away in a car bound for the Assembly building.

He had always disliked New Genopolis, a fine example of a world filled with decadence. A city built purely out of the desire for a place to meet, a place to sort out conflicts. He thought of the countless workers who likely toiled, giving their time and effort for such a meaningless place. Passing by the formless, generic skyscraper looking out at the pathways filled with generic, formless people. No doubt they would be the businessmen, the accountants, the bureaucrats. They, with their lush inner-city apartments and their materialistic desires. He wanted, more than anything, to retreat back to his nation, unified under the goal of permanent and pure revolution. Instead, here he was. New Genopolis; a symbol of world capitalistic hegemony.

Pulling up to the building Trikosky got out of the vehicle and walked briskly inside. The inside of the building was no less generic than the rest of the city. Nothing stood out, nothing was personalised or showed a degree national history. This building had seen no wars or dealt with no crises, it was shaped by nothing. It was impressive, yes, but it represented nothing. Sighing, he went through the doors into the meeting chamber and took his assigned seat as the rest of his delegation filed through.

[Flynnvakia]

Location: Federal Office of Civilians Overseas (FOCO), Ville Forte
Time: 2:30 PM

Another day another dollar was an old saying repeated by Director of FOCO Jean de Claire. The repetitive nature of this saying was used so many times that many of his employees have seen psychiatrists about here the voice of Jean de Claire reciting the same words over and over again. Alas, today was not like any other day. It was announced that Valturus has been hiding the true fate of the cruise liner that had sunk only a few days prior and after Flynnvakian salvage teams attempting to find the remains of those lost onboard, it was certain that someone needed to pay for this breach of the World Armistice held only a few years ago. At 9:00 AM (which was the time at which government buildings opened), swathes of Flynnvakian rushed through the doors of FOCO and demanded answers. Allegedly, one person was arrested for discharge of a firearm while at least 10 others for disrupting the peace. Luckily, only minor injuries were sustained during the ordeal. Jean and his associates were sitting around a round mahogany table when it occurred and ironically discussing the cruise ship. Once the riot broke out, Jean disbanded the meeting and requested to speak with President Jack Flynn. The Head of Communications was hesitant at the idea mostly because the last time Jean called the president he yelled at Jack Flynn for not having Vanilla Bean Coffee with 2 creams and no sugar on his desk. In the end the Head gave in and connected Jean to the president. On the other end Jack Flynn could hear the panicked breathing from FOCO. Jack spoke up and said What is wrong Jean? It better not be about bloody coffee or I swear I will.... Jean cut him off Mr. President the people are demanding answers to the cruise ship and I do not know what to say or do. Please help us out. Jack pondered for a second and finally broke the silence by saying Listen, I know that this is stressful and albeit fairly annoying but, I am currently having agents from BPI (Bureau of Political Investigation) investigate the matter and attempting to collect all possible information from Valturus's government that they be possibly be hiding. In the mean time, I will call in SWAT to protect your office. Thank you Jean and sorry I couldn't give you a straight answer *Click*

[Aldaur]

Office of the Consul:

Caius Valois, Director of the Fascist Agency of Strategic Covert Espionage and Security (F.A.S.C.E.S.): Your Eminence, we have recieved reports on the incident we were expecting. It would seem that their target was a ship that they sailed into Valturus' waters. I suspect that with the recent news, everything went according to their plans. They mean to end the Global Pax, I'm sure of it.

Consul Claudius Blume: Then we must inform the international community. Cassidy, arrange a flight for me to the summit.

Cassidy Tolaire, Chief of Staff to Consul Blume: Yes your Eminence, right away. I will inform the Praetorian Guard of your departure and make sure Zephyr One is prepared for your flight.

Consul Blume: Director Valois, I'd like you to draft a report and send it to the Joint Chiefs. Also, make sure you have someone brief the Speaker and our Ambassadors. We need everyone on board and pulling their connections for this to go through. Project AEGIS is about to become a reality. It has to if we are to stop what is coming next...

*Hours past and Consul Blume departs for the summit with his administration following suit.

[Vista Major]

Assembly Station, Platform 4
New Genopolis - Downtown
Evening

The train ride from Nordhannover to New Genopolis was longer than expected. While it took a mere 40 minutes to leave Vista Major from the capital island, traffic in Baxten slowed progress, and reaching the NGA capital was even more tedious. Apparently, the state-of-the-art rail station couldn't cope with the burgeoning population. After an hour of backup, the Chief Secretary and Minister of Diplomacy finally arrived in Assembly Station, a quarter mile from the NGA Parliament Hall. For a relatively modern and futuristic city, the NGA Parliament was a blast to the past; 1500s, likely. But it was towering and large, which made up for the loss of conformity. The achievements of the Vistonian-Baxtonian cooperation on New Genopolis was impressive.

"Sara, I'll go into the Parliament. Can you see to our shared room at the Hague Tower? I hear that there are some diplomats there that you can... talk to," Chelsea said. Sara smiled. "I see that you are taking initiative. And to think that I would have had to hold your hand around the leaders and representatives of the nations of the free world. Very well, I will go the Hague Tower. There is a light rail coming in around... now," said Sara. And a moment later, a light rail train pulled up on Platform 2 and onto the plaza of the station. "I'll meet you in a few hours. Parliament is open 24/7." With a wink, Sara collected her things quickly and walked to the light rail. Chelsea smiled. Vistonian and Baxtonian cooperation on the city worked wonderfully. Hopefully, their diplomatic relations wouldn't freeze over due to the recent crisis.

---

At the Parliament, Sara walked into the grand rotunda, admiring the walls of the building, and looking for the main chamber. "Wow, way bigger than Congress," she whispered to herself.

[The Interstellar Federation]

7:40 am, Northeast Europe
President Vincent De Maser was sipping a glass of brandy and read over the newly elected congress of the Interstellar Federation as a alert rang on his government issued ear piece. It was the WA ambassador, Alison Wright: "Mr President, you're gonna want to take a look at this."

8:00 am, FOB Echo-Tango, somewhere in NE Europe
"So the question is gentlemen, what the hell happened? Based off what I'm hearing over news, social media, military reports, is that a Valdrinian Imperial Battleship *accidentally* destroyed a cruise ship. So what the hell happened?"
Secretary of State Jason "Jas" Jones responded: "Well, Mr President, military intelligence has reported that it was accidental, and nothing is known about the warship's commander's status. In addition, the relief and rescue efforts have been slowed by strong winds and high waves. A large multitude of individuals, nations, corporations, etc. have denounced Valturus."
"Right... this is one huge crisis isn't it. Alright, get the destroyer ready, join the rescue efforts, I'm going to New Genopolis, to the emergency summit, we are a peace initiative, aren't we?" Vincent then picked up his suitcase, preparing to leave for his private jet.
"Very well Mr President, good luck Vinnie."
"You too, Jas."

[Aldaur]

Zephyr One lands in New Genopolis

*Consul Blume and his detail emerge from the sleek black plane and enter into a convoy of armored cars. You can always tell when the Aldauri are in town, Fascists don't hide their focus on security. Caladin Hirol, Captain of the Praetorian Guard observed the city, looking for insecurities and suspicious activity*

Captain Hirol: Hmm...all of the world's leaders in one spot...I don't like this Sir.

Consul Blume: Relax Captain, I am sure you have everything under control. Plus, think of all the other heads of security worrying about the same thing. All of the world's leaders in one spot also means all of the world's top security experts are here too. We're safe, there's nothing to worry about.

Captain Hirol: Perhaps you should be worried Sir. You know very well what these people are capable of, and now that you're about to expose them, you're sure to be a prime target.

Consul Blume: Hahah, you're acting like this would be the first time someone tried to assassinate me. I was an occupying Marshal during the Northern Campaign you know? That may have been a few decades ago, but I remember what it was like to get shot! Wasn't so bad, though I had a pretty cute nurse in those days!

Captain Hirol: With all due respect Sir, I'd prefer you didn't get shot today....it'd look bad on my resume.

*Both Captain Hirol and Consul Blume share a smirk*

Consul Blume: Did I just see you crack a smile? Heh, well....God's will be done Captain. God's will be done. Ambassador Orsino should be there now. Hopefully he has paved a warm welcome for us when we arrive.

Summit Building

*The Diplomatic Delegation from Aldaur arrived ahead of the Consul, Ambassador Joseph Orsino immediately went out to perform his duty. He quickly approached the Vistonian Minister of Diplomacy as soon as she arrived.*

Ambassador Orsino: Ms. Evella, what a pleasure it is to see you again. I hope you are doing well! It has been some time since you have visited Aldaur. Pleasantries aside, I must speak with you on a matter of State. The incident we are here for is mich graver than everyone thinks. You may not know, but there have been several suspicious incidents caused by an underground terror network. Remember that old biochemical facility breached in East Baxton in 2002? Or that incident in Unfallious with the dam explosion in 2005? Or the complete shutdown of Flynnvakia's power grid in 2017? Our intelligence has informed us that it was them, and we have reason to believe this incident is no different. Our government is going to propose the creation of a global counter terrorism agency. It is the only way to keep the peace and ensure this does not happen again. I need to know your government will support this initiative. Will you be on board?

Site of BPI Investigation

Samuel Foster: I need to speak with your Captain.

BPI Agent: Sir, you can't be here. This is a restricted area you need to leav-

BPI Captain: It's alright, let him through. Mr. Foster, to what do I owe the pleasure? Here to feed me more information?

*Samuel Foster hands him a USB*

Samuel Foster: On file is all the information my associates have gathered about the incident. It was no accident.

BPI Captain: What do you mean it was no accident? Valturus meant to blow that cruise ship up?

Samuel Foster: No. The cruise ship meant to get blown up.

*The BPI Captain looks at Samuel Foster with a puzzled look*

Samuel Foster: It was a set up. They want to start a war and they covered their tracks up pretty damn well.

BPI Captain: Who the hell are 'they'?

Samuel Foster: Just read the damn file.

*BPI Captain reads file*

BPI Captain: My God...a terror network caused all this? But...how? Who are they?

Samuel Foster: We don't know who they are on what their motive is, but what we do know is that they are professionals. They have stolen top secret biochemical technology and use military grade weapons. Their skill set and expertise indicate ex-special forces, and whoever they are....they are extremely well funded.

BPI Captain: We have to inform the President! We have to inform the international community! This is a damn good tip Sam, but they won't believe the source if we don't even know who the source is. Is your real name even Sam?

Samuel Foster: No it's not, and have I ever led you astray before? My source is reliable, so you'll just have to trust me.

BPI Captain: I do but-

*Masked man in black hoodie walks on to the BPI Investigation Site*

BPI Agent: Sir, you can't be here. This is a restricted zon-

*Man unzips hoodie and reveals he is wearing a bomb vest. BPI Agents draw their guns*

BPI Agent: He has bomb!

*Man takes out a detonator and places thumb on it*

Masked Man: I'm sorry, I don't have a choice. I love you Kate!

*Man's thumb is released off the trigger and he suicide bombs the vicinity. The entire site is destroyed and all of the agents are dead*.

*An hour pasts and media swarms the scene*

Helicopter at News Scene

Abigail Williams, Reporter for WWKN: It seems that there has been a huge explosion at the site of a BPI investigation, where several BPI agents have been killed. What were they investigating you ask? The already controversial incident that has caused this weeks international summit to be held! Things just got a lot more interesting. Is this Vulturus trying to cover up potentially damning evidence? Or was this some freak accident? Stay tuned to hear more!

[The Interstellar Federation]

President Vincent De Maser arrives at the emergency summit.

Summit Day, New Genopolis

Vincent peered outside the jet as it engaged VTOL mode, hovering above the helipad of the Summit Building. He started a quick video chat: "Jas, any survivors?" "Yes, but only a few, our fighters have thoroughly scanned the area but no traces of survivors, dive teams are being sent now as we speak." Vincent grimaced; it was going to be an ugly meeting. "I can tell what your thinking Vinnie, but lets just hope for the best." "OK Jas, keep me posted." "Yes sir."

The jet, Epsilon 1, landed and the engines whirred to a halt. Two IF attack tilt-rotors surveyed the area, as many snipers and guards protected the President. The sounds of the whirring rotors was all one could hear until a multitude of masked men approached the Presidential entourage...

"Step BACK! You are considered threatening! Stop or we will shoot!" The guards shouted at the masked men, until one of them pulled out a gun a fired a couple of rounds at the President, knocking him off his feet. Gunfire erupted as Secret Service Agents rushed to the President: Apex 1 is hit, I repeat! There has been an attempt on the president's life!" "Sir, are you OK?" "I'm alright, I'm alright, there ain't any holes in me." Vincent unbuttoned his shirt to show a bulletproof vest, and felt three bullet impacts. He thanked the IF scientists who specifically created this light carbon-nano tube armor.

Huge news crews surround the scene

Swarms of news crews rushed to the scene, capturing the dead bodies of secret service agents and the assailants. A news helicopter was shooed off by a IF tilt rotor as an IF fighter jet zoomed past. The security had been instantly buffed up. Secret Service, pushed onlookers and crews back, while a loud speaker blared: "Please stand back! This is an situation, stand back for your own safety!"

The President was escorted into the Summit Building as stacks of Secret Service flanked them. Inside, the flash of cameras filled the lobby, as the President addressed the people. "Attention everybody, what happened right there was a direct attack against the Interstellar Federation, the motive behind we currently do not know. However, for your own safety, and the safety of others, please abstain for approaching security staff and other personnel for answers." A huge murmur and indistinct flurry of questions went towards the Vincent, as he was escorted to a safe room.

[Valturus]

During the flight to New Genopolis, the Chancellor was fully debriefed on every aspect of the situation - including the current military stances of Baxten and Valturus. Arthur, having received advise from everyone in his cabinet, understood that only two solutions could come out of this summit; war or an unstable peace. As his plane landed, Arthur was given the word that the military of Valturus was fully mobilized and was prepared for any scenario that could come out of this summit.

Arthur hated the sight of New Genopolis, the one true symbol of the twisted capitalist ideology. He despised every second he was in the city, and was just waiting until he could finally leave and never return to the disorganized symbol of capitalism in the world again. He arrived at the summit building after having a final discussion with his fellow cabinet members, and afterwards he quickly hurried towards the summit building, under guard, and quickly took his seat whilst he waited for the others to arrive.

[Vista Major]

Summit Building

*The Diplomatic Delegation from Aldaur arrived ahead of the Consul, Ambassador Joseph Orsino immediately went out to perform his duty. He quickly approached the Vistonian Minister of Diplomacy as soon as she arrived.*

Ambassador Orsino: Ms. Evella, what a pleasure it is to see you again. I hope you are doing well! It has been some time since you have visited Aldaur. Pleasantries aside, I must speak with you on a matter of State. The incident we are here for is much graver than everyone thinks. You may not know, but there have been several suspicious incidents caused by an underground terror network. Remember that old biochemical facility breached in East Baxton in 2002? Or that incident in Unfallious with the dam explosion in 2005? Or the complete shutdown of Flynnvakia's power grid in 2017? Our intelligence has informed us that it was them, and we have reason to believe this incident is no different. Our government is going to propose the creation of a global counter terrorism agency. It is the only way to keep the peace and ensure this does not happen again. I need to know your government will support this initiative. Will you be on board?

"My dear Joseph, it's always a pleasure to see you. Have a strawberry drink. And please, call me Sara; Vistonian etiquette, after all," Sara smiled and handed Orsino a tall glass of dark pink liquid. She drank her lemon-apple juice as she heard Orsino talk, and it turned ever slowly for bitter with each passing second. Finally, he finished, awaiting an answer. Sara placed the glass down and turned to Orsino, running a long finger down his cheek. "My dear Joseph, quite the imagination you have. Do you really believe these incidents are somehow linked? Spread out over many years by some sort of organization that would have to be right under our noses? How laughable," Sara chuckled, and lifted the front of her feet so that she was eye level to the Aldaurian. "If you knew anything about my nation, you would not have asked me such a pathetic question. A 'global counter terrorism agency', as you call it, would mean the absolute end of individual and societal privacy. Peace can not be kept by force of arms; my nation, and many others, know that to be true. We also cannot attain peace by the destruction of justice or the surveillance of anyone we deem a threat. My, if we did that, surveilling everyone we thought would be against us, half the world would already be under camera! I tell you this now Joseph, this is a very bad idea, despite your... well meaning intentions, if I can even call them that." Sara stepped back and clasped her hands together. "But I must thank you for putting 'pleasantries aside', as you said earlier. I do enjoy being able to speak freely. It's the one good thing that came out of this conversation." Sara grinned and picked up her glass, drinking the last of the juice. It was sweeter than when she first got it.

[The Interstellar Federation]

The Chancellor

20 minutes after the attack on the President
President Vincent De Maser dusted off his suit as he exited the safe room, and caught sight of Chancellor Arthur Barrett, leader of Valturus. Both were heavily guarded and flanked by a multitude of secret service agents. "Ah! Most esteemed Chancellor! I see you have arrived." "Yes, Mr President. How are you?" "Well, I'm fine, just a graze, from, you know, but uh...the news, they are loving you, everybody else: not so much." "Well, I'm glad you are safe and not hurt and I'm not very surprised about the international, Mr President, so are you here to accuse or defend?" "I'm here to help negotiate it, sit on the fence." "Thank you Mr President, since I think some of the international community would not agree." "No problems, Chancellor, the least we want, is a war." Vincent smiled at the Chancellor as he sat down.

The Consul

10 minutes later
Vincent browsed the news on his phone when Consul Blume of Aldaur arrived in the Summit Building. Vincent knew that the Aldaurian and Vistian ambassadors were here, but they were occupied, so he decided not to barge in. Blume spotted Vincent as well and he sat next to him.

"So, most respected Consul, did you hear what happened." "Yes of course, the Valturian incident-" "No, someone or rather some people just attempted to kill me." "Wait, what!? You nearly got assassinated? Yes, the news are going crazy about it," Vincent showed Blume his bulletproof vest, he nodded in shock and understanding. "So, now that's out of the way, what is your take on the situation?" he asked. "Well, you know the IF is a peacekeeping initiative so, you know, I want to keep the peace. No one wants a war, as far as I know." "Agreed Mr President, I hope we can all express our deep concerns over the situation soon." "I hope so."

[Baxten]

New Geneopolis Airport

As the Emperor had already gotten off board his plane and was walking to the checkout, a BPA (Baxtonian Protection Agent) approched him. He whispered something to the Emperor's ear, which turned his neutral face into one of deep despair and anger. He then told the Advisors of Diplomacy and Defense about what had happened at the summit building. "An expolsion?" said the Adviser of Defense. "That's exactly what has happened. It was at a BPI Security Agency building". The Advisor of Diplomacy chimed in, saying "My liege, shouldn't we be worried about an attack on the summit building? An attack there would surely be a huge accomplishment for terrorist". The Emperor then replied "I don't think we have to be too hasty. The Summit building has the best security in the world. There is no reason to be worried like that. Now, let's go to the car". The Emperor checked out and left the building. He saw the glistening city of New Geneopolis. He had a love/hate relationship with the city. Baxtonian hands had partially built this city, and it was an architectural achievement not seen during anytime in history. However, the Emperor didn't like the fully Viston planned city. He would've made it beautiful like Côte Venoa with its classic architecture and its Haussmann style buildings. The Emperor saw the news crews surrounding the security building, but looked away and, in a few minutes after that, parked at the summit building. He greeted the guards there and passed through with his Advisors. The BPA Agents had gone to do other things and would wait for the Summit to finish. The Emperor went into the room and sat next to his assigned seat, which was next to his close ally, the Aldauri.

[The Interstellar Federation]

New Geneopolis Airport

As the Emperor had already gotten off board his plane and was walking to the checkout, a BPA (Baxtonian Protection Agent) approched him. He whispered something to the Emperor's ear, which turned his neutral face into one of deep despair and anger. He then told the Advisors of Diplomacy and Defense about what had happened at the summit building. "An expolsion?" said the Adviser of Defense. "That's exactly what has happened. It was at a BPI Security Agency building". The Advisor of Diplomacy chimed in, saying "My liege, shouldn't we be worried about an attack on the summit building? An attack there would surely be a huge accomplishment for terrorist". The Emperor then replied "I don't think we have to be too hasty. The Summit building has the best security in the world. There is no reason to be worried like that. Now, let's go to the car". The Emperor checked out and left the building. He saw the glistening city of New Geneopolis. He had a love/hate relationship with the city. Baxtonian hands had partially built this city, and it was an architectural achievement not seen during anytime in history. However, the Emperor didn't like the fully Viston planned city. He would've made it beautiful like Côte Venoa with its classic architecture and its Haussmann style buildings. The Emperor saw the news crews surrounding the security building, but looked away and, in a few minutes after that, parked at the summit building. He greeted the guards there and passed through with his Advisors. The BPA Agents had gone to do other things and would wait for the Summit to finish. The Emperor went into the room and sat next to his assigned seat, which was next to his close ally, the Aldauri.

Emperor Baxter Beck
Vincent waited for about 10 minutes after his chat with Consul Blume, Emperor Baxter Beck of Baxten arrived and sat next to them. The three greeted each other and then discussed the really recent events. "Well, as you can see: I got shot a few times." Vincent said as he showed his bulletproof vest. "My god, that's crazy!" Beck commented in shock at Vincent's description of the attempt on his life. "Well, anyways, what's your view on this, Beck?"

[Unfallious]

Trikosky was glad his assigned seat was in full view of the door, he watched with a keen interest as the Vistonian, Aldauri, Valturusian and Baxtonian delegations shuffled in. He took a special note in the way the different delegations interacted with each other, a good indicator of relations between the powers. As everyone took their seats Trikosky glanced at his watch, only a few more minutes until the scheduled start time and there was still several delegations not accounted for. No surprise, he thought, what with the attacks earlier it wouldn't be unusual for several delegations to cancel their plans entirely.

As the present delegations took their assigned seats and concluded their mingling Trikosky himself arose, as the chair of the summit it was his duty to begin the discussions off. As he waited for silence he began to wonder how exactly the summit would play out.

[Baxten]

New Geneopolis Airport

As the Emperor had already gotten off board his plane and was walking to the checkout, a BPA (Baxtonian Protection Agent) approched him. He whispered something to the Emperor's ear, which turned his neutral face into one of deep despair and anger. He then told the Advisors of Diplomacy and Defense about what had happened at the summit building. "An expolsion?" said the Adviser of Defense. "That's exactly what has happened. It was at a BPI Security Agency building". The Advisor of Diplomacy chimed in, saying "My liege, shouldn't we be worried about an attack on the summit building? An attack there would surely be a huge accomplishment for terrorist". The Emperor then replied "I don't think we have to be too hasty. The Summit building has the best security in the world. There is no reason to be worried like that. Now, let's go to the car". The Emperor checked out and left the building. He saw the glistening city of New Geneopolis. He had a love/hate relationship with the city. Baxtonian hands had partially built this city, and it was an architectural achievement not seen during anytime in history. However, the Emperor didn't like the fully Viston planned city. He would've made it beautiful like Côte Venoa with its classic architecture and its Haussmann style buildings. The Emperor saw the news crews surrounding the security building, but looked away and, in a few minutes after that, parked at the summit building. He greeted the guards there and passed through with his Advisors. The BPA Agents had gone to do other things and would wait for the Summit to finish. The Emperor went into the room and sat next to his assigned seat, which was next to his close ally, the Aldauri.

Emperor Baxter Beck
Vincent waited for about 10 minutes after his chat with Consul Blume, Emperor Baxter Beck of Baxten arrived and sat next to them. The three greeted each other and then discussed the really recent events. "Well, as you can see: I got shot a few times." Vincent said as he showed his bulletproof vest. "My god, that's crazy!" Beck commented in shock at Vincent's description of the attempt on his life. "Well, anyways, what's your view on this, Beck?"

"Although quite saddening, I really don't expect much more from the world" the Emperor replied. This event only fueled his already cynical view on the world. "Really, things like this happen every day in our word, but people wouldn't want to think about it like that. When I was a Brigadier in the Republican Rangers, we saw terrible things in our operations. Murder of civilians, rape of the women; it was just horrible. My point is that, while this act of terror is worrisome, it was bound to happened. This is the meeting place of the world leaders". The Emperor had caught himself going on a little too much. He told the President "However, I decided to come here for the sake of my people, not for my own safety. This summit is of upmost importance to the balance of the world". He then took a sip of his water, and asked "So, what about your view?

[Vista Major]

NGA Parliament
New Genopolis

Chelsea Monroe squeezed through security agents and media personnel as she walked into the grand chamber for the summit. High ceilings and exquisite patterns on the wall and floor made her feel both important and insignificant. She stood out from the browns and yellows of the room in her light blue suit. She quickly found the seat for the Vistonian delegation; two plush seats and a long wooden table, with a single sign that said "THE FEDERAL DEMOCRATIC COMMONWEALTH OF VISTA MAJOR" sitting on the desk in solid white text. Unlike Sara, Chelsea didn't go out of her way to meet the diplomats, even though it may have been for the best. She reread the debriefing of the situation to be discussed at the meeting. "I wish I was back at Congress," she sighed. "Listening to the socialists and traditionalists fight over funding urbanization efforts is less nerve racking than this."

---

Sara, after her discussion with Joseph Orsino, took a bus to Parliament. She was not happy with the proposed organization, and vowed to stop it if ever brought before the NGA. As she left the bus and climbed the stairs to the Parliament, she saw a couple people in hoods across the street. She narrowed her eyes at them, but them shook it off. She must have been paranoid from Orsino's terrorist claims. New Genopolis was among the most secure cities on Earth, thanks in large part to Baxtonian security technology. She nodded to media personnel and had quick chats with the guards, elegantly entering the grand chamber. She looked at the other delegations, and smiled.

[The Interstellar Federation]

Emperor Baxter Beck
Vincent waited for about 10 minutes after his chat with Consul Blume, Emperor Baxter Beck of Baxten arrived and sat next to them. The three greeted each other and then discussed the really recent events. "Well, as you can see: I got shot a few times." Vincent said as he showed his bulletproof vest. "My god, that's crazy!" Beck commented in shock at Vincent's description of the attempt on his life. "Well, anyways, what's your view on this, Beck?"

"Although quite saddening, I really don't expect much more from the world" the Emperor replied. This event only fueled his already cynical view on the world. "Really, things like this happen every day in our word, but people wouldn't want to think about it like that. When I was a Brigadier in the Republican Rangers, we saw terrible things in our operations. Murder of civilians, rape of the women; it was just horrible. My point is that, while this act of terror is worrisome, it was bound to happened. This is the meeting place of the world leaders". The Emperor had caught himself going on a little too much. He told the President "However, I decided to come here for the sake of my people, not for my own safety. This summit is of uptmost importance to the balance of the world". He then took a sip of his water, and asked "So, what about your view?

"Well Emperor, The ideal of the Interstellar Federation is and always will be world peace. I perceive this incident to be a serious threat to it. What we need is just purely diplomatic and sensible discussion on what the world should do. Hopefully we, as sensible human beings, would resolve this incident with no violence." Vincent then asked for a coffee and sipped it. "You know Beck, life is full of annoying, angering, saddening and joyful things. We just have to deal with it, that is how we, as humans, still exist." Vincent too another sip of his coffee. "Also, you might want to know, several prominent people have denounced Valturus, like charity leaders and celebrities. Just more drama added to the fire I guess."

[Baxten]

"Although quite saddening, I really don't expect much more from the world" the Emperor replied. This event only fueled his already cynical view on the world. "Really, things like this happen every day in our word, but people wouldn't want to think about it like that. When I was a Brigadier in the Republican Rangers, we saw terrible things in our operations. Murder of civilians, rape of the women; it was just horrible. My point is that, while this act of terror is worrisome, it was bound to happened. This is the meeting place of the world leaders". The Emperor had caught himself going on a little too much. He told the President "However, I decided to come here for the sake of my people, not for my own safety. This summit is of uptmost importance to the balance of the world". He then took a sip of his water, and asked "So, what about your view?

"Well Emperor, The ideal of the Interstellar Federation is and always will be world peace. I perceive this incident to be a serious threat to it. What we need is just purely diplomatic and sensible discussion on what the world should do. Hopefully we, as sensible human beings, would resolve this incident with no violence." Vincent then asked for a coffee and sipped it. "You know Beck, life is full of annoying, angering, saddening and joyful things. We just have to deal with it, that is how we, as humans, still exist." Vincent too another sip of his coffee. "Also, you might want to know, several prominent people have denounced Valturus, like charity leaders and celebrities. Just more drama added to the fire I guess."

"That's a great way to think about it. I am also here to try and create peace rather than start a world war, and I hope that's what everyone has in mind. I have a question to ask you: would you like to join the International Trade Federation? We are a group of nations dedicated to the free trade of goods and protection of member states. Many of our member nations, such as Markotovia, Tserra, and Kalaron aren't actively involved in this summit right now. However, if you join, then we can ensure that the nation's of the world are dedicated to peace by having a powerful alliance protecting much of the world. It would keep your people safe from invasion by any foreign power".

[Jaslandia]

NGA Parliament, New Genopolis

Prince Regent Jason was in a limousine bound for the NGA Parliament building. With him were his adviser Prince Mark; and his foreign minister Charles Veron, the Earl of Barchinburg. “It seems we always have these international conferences over minor issues,” Prince Jason commented on, the annoyance apparent in his voice. “Last time it was over some two-bit dictatorship that few had even heard of, let alone cared about. Now it’s over a freaking ship!”

“I wouldn’t underestimate the importance of these things,” Foreign Minister Barchinburg replied. “All of these things can contribute to international tension, and eventually, war.”

“I guess. But it seems it’s always me that has to go. Stuff like this is why I much prefer handling domestic affairs.”

“You’re not too shabby with foreign affairs either,” Prince Mark interjected. “I’m sure everything will be fine.”

At that moment, the limo stopped. “We’re here,” the limo driver announced. “The NGA Parliament building.”

“Thank you, sir,” Prince Jason said. He handed the driver a 2 Jasa tip, and then the three exited the limo and walked into the Parliament building. They passed through the lobby, which was bustling with activity as people were running around left-and-right, and then went into the main conference room. The Jaslandian delegation sat down near the delegation from Unfallious. Just as the three sat down, Prince Jason was handed a note from Prince Mark. It was a briefing on a suicide attack that had taken place not long ago near the Parliament building.

“I see,” Prince Jason muttered. “I guess that’s why everyone was so panicky in the lobby.”

[Flynnvakia]

Location: Flynnvakian Capitol Building
Time: 10 Hours after Suicide Bombing attack

Director of the BPI Jason Stonewall was sweating as if he has just run a marathon as he entered the floor of the Flynnvakian Cabinet. In his right has were a series of files regarding the investigation into Valturus and the covering up of possible evidence into this cruise ship incident. In his right hand was a briefcase filled with remains from the suicide bombing just 10 hours ago. A the entrance to the floor were two Capitol Guards who looked as if they has been turned into statues flanked the door. Jason nodded to both guards and the guards nodded back. The cabinet floor has been notorious for the removal of directors and cabinet members alike. Jason calmly walked to the podium in the middle of the floor and cleared his throat. The podium already had the transcript which Jason would be reading off of. As the cabinet quieted down however, Jason to the papers and ripped them in half. The cabinet was shocked that anyone would go off of the pre-written transcript provided. Jason tapped the mic and began to speak, As you may know, several BPI agents have been killed in a recent suicide bomber attack along with Alduarian agent as well as many important document pertaining to the investigation into the cruise ship incident. Now we only speculate this but there is damning evidence to support possible help from Valturus agents in the sabotage of intel. We do not want to jump to conclusion but, our best course is to send more spies into Valturus territory. Now you may be think that this is an awful idea but, we are not send BPI agents into Valturus instead we are sending FIA (Flynnvakian Investigative Agency). These agents are trained in the art of sabotage and to stay in the shadows. These agents will not fail and if there is evidence to a Valturus cover-up, they WILL find it. Thank you for your time Jason steps down from the podium as calmly walks out.

Location: Unknown
Time: 1 Hours after Jason's speech

Two undisclosed agents of the FIA begin boarding of a prototype stealth aircraft. Their mission: Land in Valturus territory undetected and find evidence of Valturus support of terrorists who many be linked to the killing of the BPI agents.

[Aldaur]

At the Summit Table

*After speaking with President Vincent, Consul Blume motioned Captain Hirol over*

Consul Blume: Captain Hirol, President Vincent here had an attempt on his life. See to it that some extra guards are assigned to his detail. I'd also like you to inform the Baxtonian military about this situation while I speak to the Emperor about the incident.

Captain Hirol: Yes Sir, but we should get you out of here. Let the Ambassador inform the summit, you're needed at home.

Consul Blume: No. Global security is as important to us as it is to everyone else. I'm needed here, so see to it that we are secure.

Captain Hirol: *Sigh* Yes Sir. *Hands Consul Blume a handgun* But my first concern is your safety your eminence. I'll increase security at the entrances, put snipers on the roof and do a sweep of the vicinity.

*Consul Blume nods. Captain Hirol salutes, then walks off while he barks orders through his radio*

Discussion with the Emperor

Consul Blume: How good it is to see you your Majesty! I trust you've heard the news about the bombing and the assassination attempt? I've asked my Captain to aid your men in securing the building. We believe there is an imminent threat to this summit. Our intelligence has informed us that hooded med performed the bombing and assassination attempt earlier today, and we have reason to believe that this international incident was caused by them as well. We've also gathered from security footage in the city, that there are approximately 658 people with the exact same hoodie as the hooded men that performed the attacks. This could just be a coincidence and does not mean all of them are terrorists, but we should stay vigilant. I'm going to be addressing the summit about the creation of a global counter terrorism task force, which I believe to be necessary for keeping the peace. I need to know if you'll be on board with this. What say you your Majesty?

New Genopolis Suburb

*6 hours before the Summit*

*David Cook, a citizen of New Genopolis, was mowing his lawn when the mail man delivered him a package. David opened and found an envelope, a cell phone and another package inside. The phone started to ring and David picked up the phone*

Unknown Caller: *Voice altered* Hello David.

David: Who...who is this?

Unknown Caller: Open the envelope David.

*David opens the envelope to find pictures of his wife Annet and his daughter Lizzy tied up, tortured and with a gun to their head*

David: Oh my God! What have you done with them you sick bastard?!?! Who the hell are you? What do you want?

Unknown Caller: Open the package David.

*David opens the package to find a bomb vest. He steps back for a moment and then notices on of the street cameras watching him*

Unknown Caller: If you want your family to be safe, you'll do exactly as we say. Now put on the vest David.

David: What? How do I know they're even still alive? How do I know you didn't kill them already?

*David hears background noise and a quick shuffle*

Annet: David? Oh God David help! They've got Lizzy too!

*She trails off*

David: What. What happened? Annet! Lizzy! What did you do to her?

Unknown Caller: Put on the vest or we will kill them.

*David puts on the vest with explosives and noticed a hoodie, a mask and an identification card*

Unknown Caller: Good. Now go to the international summit and wait for our commands. You should also know the consequences of telling anyone about this. We will be watching. If you care about your family, do exactly as we say, and they won't be harmed.

David: Okay. Okay. I'll do whatever you want. Just don't hurt them...

*David drives to the summit, hiding the mask and vest he was given.*

*At the security check point, two unknown guards replace the current guards during the shift. Right when they switch guard, David walks through the checkpoint nervously*

Unknown Security Guard: Good to see you David. We've been expecting you.

*David doesn't say anything and continues to walk into the main rotunda of the Summit building*

[Baxten]

At the Summit Table

*After speaking with President Vincent, Consul Blume motioned Captain Hirol over*

Consul Blume: Captain Hirol, President Vincent here had an attempt on his life. See to it that some extra guards are assigned to his detail. I'd also like you to inform the Baxtonian military about this situation while I speak to the Emperor about the incident.

Captain Hirol: Yes Sir, but we should get you out of here. Let the Ambassador inform the summit, you're needed at home.

Consul Blume: No. Global security is as important to us as it is to everyone else. I'm needed here, so see to it that we are secure.

Captain Hirol: *Sigh* Yes Sir. *Hands Consul Blume a handgun* But my first concern is your safety your eminence. I'll increase security at the entrances, put snipers on the roof and do a sweep of the vicinity.

*Consul Blume nods. Captain Hirol salutes, then walks off while he barks orders through his radio*

Discussion with the Emperor

Consul Blume: How good it is to see you your Majesty! I trust you've heard the news about the bombing and the assassination attempt? I've asked my Captain to aid your men in securing the building. We believe there is an imminent threat to this summit. Our intelligence has informed us that hooded med performed the bombing and assassination attempt earlier today, and we have reason to believe that this international incident was caused by them as well. We've also gathered from security footage in the city, that there are approximately 658 people with the exact same hoodie as the hooded men that performed the attacks. This could just be a coincidence and does not mean all of them are terrorists, but we should stay vigilant. I'm going to be addressing the summit about the creation of a global counter terrorism task force, which I believe to be necessary for keeping the peace. I need to know if you'll be on board with this. What say you your Majesty?

New Genopolis Suburb

*6 hours before the Summit*

*David Cook, a citizen of New Genopolis, was mowing his lawn when the mail man delivered him a package. David opened and found an envelope, a cell phone and another package inside. The phone started to ring and David picked up the phone*

Unknown Caller: *Voice altered* Hello David.

David: Who...who is this?

Unknown Caller: Open the envelope David.

*David opens the envelope to find pictures of his wife Annet and his daughter Lizzy tied up, tortured and with a gun to their head*

David: Oh my God! What have you done with them you sick bastard?!?! Who the hell are you? What do you want?

Unknown Caller: Open the package David.

*David opens the package to find a bomb vest. He steps back for a moment and then notices on of the street cameras watching him*

Unknown Caller: If you want your family to be safe, you'll do exactly as we say. Now put on the vest David.

David: What? How do I know they're even still alive? How do I know you didn't kill them already?

*David hears background noise and a quick shuffle*

Annet: David? Oh God David help! They've got Lizzy too!

*She trails off*

David: What. What happened? Annet! Lizzy! What did you do to her?

Unknown Caller: Put on the vest or we will kill them.

*David puts on the vest with explosives and noticed a hoodie, a mask and an identification card*

Unknown Caller: Good. Now go to the international summit and wait for our commands. You should also know the consequences of telling anyone about this. We will be watching. If you care about your family, do exactly as we say, and they won't be harmed.

David: Okay. Okay. I'll do whatever you want. Just don't hurt them...

*David drives to the summit, hiding the mask and vest he was given.*

*At the security check point, two unknown guards replace the current guards during the shift. Right when they switch guard, David walks through the checkpoint nervously*

Unknown Security Guard: Good to see you David. We've been expecting you.

*David doesn't say anything and continues to walk into the main rotunda of the Summit building*

The Emperor responded "Yes, I do think we need to take measures against terrorism, especially in this world. I'll hear your proposal and go from there. However, with those bombings that recently happened, we must do something". The Emperor took a sip of his coffee, and then said "That thing about the black hooded people is quite suspicious. New Geneopolis isn't that densely populated. I doubt they are all terrorist, but we can never be completely safe. I also need to discuss with you the ITF. It seems many member states aren't really that active in these new events. We need to recruit new members to the Federation. Do you have any candidates?"