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Under that mask, Roadhog grinned as he saw Junkrat firing his launcher towards the guards. It was the first time that he saw Junkrat in combat with that weapon. So far, it was proving to be a challenge for the guards as they rushed to cover when one of their pals blew into pieces. Roadhog walked up the stairs and saw two men with melee weapons guarding the door. He just shot one of them dead while he grabbed the other by the neck and threw him to his death. Now in front of the door, Roadhog tried to open it but discovered it was locked.
Roadhog fired his shotgun towards the hinges and kicked the door down to the ground. He found the boss smoking a cigarette as he saw Roadhog coming in. “Here to finish me off, Roadhog?” he asked as he threw the cigarette to the ground.
“Don’t know, Johnny.” he responded. “Answer my questions and I might let you live to be the waste of oxygen.”
Johnny used to be the Queen’s informant on the Outside world years before Roadhog became a bounty hunter. He would even bring her things beyond the Outback like drinks and the latest tech. It wasn’t until Roadhog’s second year as a bounty hunter that Johnny quit. For reasons unknown, he angrily stormed out of the palace and never returned. Eventually, he became good at the slave trade to the point that the Queen started to notice.
“Ask away.” Johnny waved his hand at Roadhog.
“Do you know any hidden entrances to Junkertown?” Roadhog asked his first question. Johnny crossed his arms and kept his mouth shut. As a result, Roadhog went around the desk and sucker punched him in the face. It was hard enough to send Johnny to the ground as he cried out in pain. You could even see he had a blackeye as the result of Roadhog’s punch. Before he could do even more harm, Johnny put his hands up and screamed for him to stop. Then, after a moment of getting off of the ground, he responded to the question with a quiet "yes."
"Where?"
"The Queen will kill me if I tell you." Johnny tried to beg with Roadhog; however, there was silence. After a few second, Johnny sighed in defeat and pointed to a file cabin. Roadhog marched towards it and violently pulled at the handlers of each cabin until he found the rolled up map. He threw the cabin towards the desk and Johnny was startled when it land on his desk. Roadhog thanked Johnny while he grabbed the map and put it in his pocket. Before he could leave, Roadhog saw a well crafted machete hanging on the wall next to some skull of a wild animal that didn't caught his interest.
Roadhog fired his shotgun towards the hinges and kicked the door down to the ground. He found the boss smoking a cigarette as he saw Roadhog coming in. “Here to finish me off, Roadhog?” he asked as he threw the cigarette to the ground.
“Don’t know, Johnny.” he responded. “Answer my questions and I might let you live to be the waste of oxygen.”
Johnny used to be the Queen’s informant on the Outside world years before Roadhog became a bounty hunter. He would even bring her things beyond the Outback like drinks and the latest tech. It wasn’t until Roadhog’s second year as a bounty hunter that Johnny quit. For reasons unknown, he angrily stormed out of the palace and never returned. Eventually, he became good at the slave trade to the point that the Queen started to notice.
“Ask away.” Johnny waved his hand at Roadhog.
“Do you know any hidden entrances to Junkertown?” Roadhog asked his first question. Johnny crossed his arms and kept his mouth shut. As a result, Roadhog went around the desk and sucker punched him in the face. It was hard enough to send Johnny to the ground as he cried out in pain. You could even see he had a blackeye as the result of Roadhog’s punch. Before he could do even more harm, Johnny put his hands up and screamed for him to stop. Then, after a moment of getting off of the ground, he responded to the question with a quiet "yes."
"Where?"
"The Queen will kill me if I tell you." Johnny tried to beg with Roadhog; however, there was silence. After a few second, Johnny sighed in defeat and pointed to a file cabin. Roadhog marched towards it and violently pulled at the handlers of each cabin until he found the rolled up map. He threw the cabin towards the desk and Johnny was startled when it land on his desk. Roadhog thanked Johnny while he grabbed the map and put it in his pocket. Before he could leave, Roadhog saw a well crafted machete hanging on the wall next to some skull of a wild animal that didn't caught his interest.
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The sheet is not finished. I wanted to post it so y'all can see what characters I plan on using as support/secondary characters. Mantis, Drax and Gamora are up for grabs since I have no plans on using them. If someone wants to turn Gamora into the beloved assassin for her purple grape dad, go ahead. Also, if you can't tell, I am trying to make this version of the Guardians of the Galaxy special for Ultimate.
Star-Lord
Origin And Backstory
Peter Quill was born in Colorado Springs on April 14, 1980, the son of Meredith Quill. Meredith wasn't
prepare to raise a baby by herself, but she was willing to try her damnedest. And as the years went by,
she was proven to be good at it. Having a decent job as a cashier in a record store was good enough in
the eighties. For Peter, his childhood was filled with amazing memories like camping with his mother and
playing his NES for the first time. He soon developed an interest in sci-fi and space after watching ET
and Back to the Future on his VCR player. Life for him was going great.
Then, Meredith was diagnosed with stage three breast cancer in 1986. Doctors told her that her chances
of survival were low as the cancer had begun to spread. Peter didn't want to believe that his mother was
slowly dying. For four years, both Peter and Meredith lived life to their fullest until she was forced
to go to the hospital. On her deathbed, Meredith gave her son a mixtape filled with songs that she found
meaningful in her life. Then, she gave him a second mixtape that she made during the four years as a way
of remembering those moments. Peter stood by his mother's side in the hospital bed as she slowly died.
After the funeral service, Yondu Udonta arrived to abduct Peter Quill; however, he didn't know that
Meredith died. When he learned of his friend's death, Yondu instead offered to come with him beyond the
Solar System. Quill speedily accepted his offer and left behind everything he knew and loved expected
for his Sony Walkman and Meredith's mixtapes. However, living with Yondu and the Ravagers was tough for
young Peter. He wasn't eaten alive thanks to Yondu's protection and Kraglin's advice and guidance in
this hellhole. Quill was proven to be a decent thief for years and developed his marksmanship overtime.
When Peter was old enough, he left the Ravagers to explore what the universe had to offer. For most of
his twenties, Quill did many things that he dreamed about while watching classic eighties sci-fi films.
And he was happy with life for once. Until he learned that the Eclector was destroyed with everyone on
board, including Yondu, dead. Kraglin thankfully wasn't on the Eclector and met with Quill at Knowhere,
figuring out what to do next. After a night of drinking and mourning, Quill and Kraglin began their own
investigation into the murder of Yondu and most of the Ravagers.
It took them only a week to find the location of the remains of the Eclector in the planet of Yanus,
home to a tough group of pirates led by Zynsalak. With the help of mercenaries, Rocket Raccoon and
Groot, the group set out to find the Ravagers' killers; however, they will stumble upon something that
could change the balance of the universe.
Powers And Abilities
Star-Lord has an unusual human physiology that makes his strength, durability, and endure usually
stronger than the avenger human; however, he still can get hurt and die. And his life span, according
to doctors, is oddly abnormal for a human. Other than that, he taught himself how to fire several
weapons including his duel blasters. And he began learning how to become a strategist and tactician
to honor Yondu.
What Makes This Character 'Ultimate'?
Guardians of the Galaxy became popular when it was released in theaters across the world. Millions of
people, including me, fell in love with the group of outcasts. However, I wanted to tell my own story of
how the lovable charismatic Star-Lord formed the Guardians of the Galaxy. I want to tell how Quill
is forced to completely grow up in his ideal world, where he can be the Star-Lord that he thought
was impossible. Something that he's clearly against.
However, I want the Guardians of the Galaxy to be different from the films and comics. So no Drax or
Gamora (but she might play an important role later on). And I brought in Kraglin because he is one of
the side characters that I liked in the films. However, I decided to make Kraglin have a close
relationship with Quill to the point that they saw each other as brothers because the films doesn't
explore the relationship between Quill and Kraglin. I, on the other hand, am planning to expand upon
their relationship to see how Yondu's death impacted both of them.
Meanwhile, Rocket Raccoon and Groot are heavily inspired by the films and Telltale game especially
Rocket. If you have played the game, then you will know what I am talking about. And I am going to
stop here since you don't want to read any more paragraphs. But if you have any questions, or
want to do something with the Guardians, then don't be afraid to mention me.
Supporting Characters
Kraglin: Many of the Ravagers considered Kraglin to be Yondu's right hand man. For the most
part, they were right. Yondu came to respect Kraglin. Peter Quill considered Kraglin to be his brother
and kept in contact with after departing from the Ravagers. Then, Yondu died among with most of the
Ravagers. Kraglin was distraught upon the news that his friends and Yondu were dead. He told Quill
and fell into a deep depression. As a result, he began drinking as a way of feeling happiness once
more. And a way of remembering Yondu.
Rocket Raccoon: A talking raccoon mercenary that was hired by Star-Lord to aid them in their
investigation. Originally, he turned down the Star-Lord's offer several times until he finally
accepted the offer thanks to his pal, Groot. Overall, Rocket is a bitter person and extremely
aggressive to everyone besides Groot.
Groot: A talking tree mercenary that only saw three words: "I am Groot." Rocket said that
he's the only person that can understand him. And because of that language barrier, both
Quill and Kraglin have a hard time understanding what he's saying unless Rocket is nearby.
Regardless, Groot's ability to grow and stretch his limbs at ease is helpful.
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I will come up with something when I return from my cousin's graduation party on Sunday.
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How would you feel about the Guardians of the Galaxy?
"It seems that the majority don't care about RPG becoming outdated and slowly dying with no new updates and new bugs appearing every few months." I say into the mic.
The crowd boos loudly. I begin to walk off in shame and sadness, when a voice speaks and demands silence from the room.
“He’s right," he said. I look for the owner of the voice. There in the fifth row stands: Mahz himself.
The crowd boos loudly. I begin to walk off in shame and sadness, when a voice speaks and demands silence from the room.
“He’s right," he said. I look for the owner of the voice. There in the fifth row stands: Mahz himself.
"I have to disagree with you both. If we were to set up a UN Security Council meeting, we would have
to worry about one of the country's ability to veto. Thus, we meet with Russia and China separately
about plans on defending Earth for a possible invasion. Even with all of NATO on our side, we won't have
enough firepower to take on aliens with advanced technologies. However, with Russia and China, we might
have a fighting chance." Benton responded to Mike and 'Abe' as he put down his pen. "The NATO summit
will be designed with peaceful solutions in mind while the summit with Russia and China will be more
focused on defending our planet for possible hostile aliens."
He took a quick drink of water before pointing at Mike with the glass in his hand. "I have to agree with
Mike's approach to the situation. Let the President make the historic announcement and I will deal with
any questions that the press will have. I would also say that we should wait until we get more facts
before releasing it to the public."
Benton placed the glass down on the table and got back to writing on his notepad.
to worry about one of the country's ability to veto. Thus, we meet with Russia and China separately
about plans on defending Earth for a possible invasion. Even with all of NATO on our side, we won't have
enough firepower to take on aliens with advanced technologies. However, with Russia and China, we might
have a fighting chance." Benton responded to Mike and 'Abe' as he put down his pen. "The NATO summit
will be designed with peaceful solutions in mind while the summit with Russia and China will be more
focused on defending our planet for possible hostile aliens."
He took a quick drink of water before pointing at Mike with the glass in his hand. "I have to agree with
Mike's approach to the situation. Let the President make the historic announcement and I will deal with
any questions that the press will have. I would also say that we should wait until we get more facts
before releasing it to the public."
Benton placed the glass down on the table and got back to writing on his notepad.
Benton crossed his arms as he listened to the Chief of Staff announced that the press had to be
informed about first contact. He had to roll his eyes at the idea. Both he and the President will never
understand the impact that the media has in the country unlike Benton. After all, Benton worked for them
for many years before getting into politics. He wanted to say how bad of an idea it was to release this
kind of information to the public. That the press are a bunch of fear mongers who cared more about money
than publishing the whole story. And releasing the news that aliens have contacted Earth will result in
chaos.
The Chief of Staff told Benton to write something for the President at a press briefing. He nodded and
wrote down some notes before responding, "I will have something down for the President to use, Mike.
And I was thinking that the President should address the United Nations so we have a basic understanding
of other nations' thoughts on the aliens. Afterwards, I was thinking of setting up a meeting with NATO
to address a possible meeting with the aliens face-to-face. And I was also considering for the President
to call for an emergency summit with both Russia and China to discuss the possibility of an alien
invasion. In private."
However, Benton wanted to say more about how stupid it was to release the information to the people.
"Plus, we need to be ready for any negative responses for the American citizens. The press is going to
eat this groundbreaking information up and spit it out for the public. And it isn't going to be pretty.
So, I was thinking that both the President and I answer any questions that the press has. It's the best
way to ensure a positive outcome for releasing this information to the media. I hope the speechwriters
come up with something good."
When he was done speaking to the Chief of Staff, he grabbed a notepad and started to write down notes
for the press briefing.
informed about first contact. He had to roll his eyes at the idea. Both he and the President will never
understand the impact that the media has in the country unlike Benton. After all, Benton worked for them
for many years before getting into politics. He wanted to say how bad of an idea it was to release this
kind of information to the public. That the press are a bunch of fear mongers who cared more about money
than publishing the whole story. And releasing the news that aliens have contacted Earth will result in
chaos.
The Chief of Staff told Benton to write something for the President at a press briefing. He nodded and
wrote down some notes before responding, "I will have something down for the President to use, Mike.
And I was thinking that the President should address the United Nations so we have a basic understanding
of other nations' thoughts on the aliens. Afterwards, I was thinking of setting up a meeting with NATO
to address a possible meeting with the aliens face-to-face. And I was also considering for the President
to call for an emergency summit with both Russia and China to discuss the possibility of an alien
invasion. In private."
However, Benton wanted to say more about how stupid it was to release the information to the people.
"Plus, we need to be ready for any negative responses for the American citizens. The press is going to
eat this groundbreaking information up and spit it out for the public. And it isn't going to be pretty.
So, I was thinking that both the President and I answer any questions that the press has. It's the best
way to ensure a positive outcome for releasing this information to the media. I hope the speechwriters
come up with something good."
When he was done speaking to the Chief of Staff, he grabbed a notepad and started to write down notes
for the press briefing.
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Guatemala City
Summer
For President Nathanael Blackwell, the last couple of weeks had been going well in his favor. Getting people more opportunities to work again and dealing the communist movement earned him a few additional supporters. However, it wasn’t enough. It was never enough for this country. Being the sudden successor of President Maroto was challenging, especially given his American background. After a few months of maintaining the country, he felt like things were somewhat controlled. The communists either were arrested, went into hiding, or fled out of the country. And the conservatives seemed to accept Blackwell as their leader. As for the liberals, they were sour over the signing of the Anti-Communist Law and limiting their rights; however, their political power was limited significant enough to be no challenge.
He was back in Guatemala City to break ground on construction of a new stadium for the Central American Football Union (CAFU). There was a sizable crowd of journalists and reporters to capture the moment. Blackwell soon walked towards councilors, politicians, and the team manager of the CAFU to begin the moment in soccer history. Several shovels awaited the men as they gathered in front of them while the cameramen prepared to take pictures. After a moment of getting ready to throw the dirt into the hole, Blackwell was the first person to do it as he saw the cameras’ flashes. Then, the others went and got their pictures taken. And every one of them did it several times before putting them back into the pile of dirt.
Now, President Blackwell began his speech with a thanks to the sponsors for funding the project and went on to show support for the CAFU. After five minutes of speaking, the team manager added in some words of his own for the sponsors, the team, and their loyal fans. Once the speeches were over, the manager allowed journalists to ask some questions about the stadium and anything related to the CAFU. President Blackwell stood to the side as he watched the journalists asking and the manager answering the questions. To be honest, it was boring as hell; but, he needed the manager’s support and money. So, he endured the standing around.
Suddenly, he noticed a female reporter talking to someone before raising her hand in the hopes of being selected. She was.
“Ariana Cicerón from the Free Press. I actually have a question for President Blackwel-.”
“I told you no questions directed at the President.” the manager responded before she could finish it. However, Blackwell raised his hand and approached the podium lightly shoving the manager out of the way. “It’s fine. I am interested in what she has to ask.”
She nodded before finally asking her question to the president. “Are you aware of the Spanish government’s response to the tape?”
“No, are you talking about the interview?” he answered honestly confused at her question.
“I am talking about the recent leaked tape where you said you were happy to kill ‘some Spaniards’ and burn down their palace for ‘extra brownie points.’” she clarified to Blackwell, which he clearly understood what she meant. He began to sweat nervously at the announcement and tried to respond back, but nothing came out.
She continued with her question, “This leak angered the people of Spain to the point that there is a sizable crowd protesting the remarks at our embassy in Madrid. So far, the government hasn’t publicly responded; but, there are reports that the government is furious at you. Any comments about the situation, Mister President?”
The manager shoved Blackwell as side and tried to redirect the topic to the stadium as two of Blackwell’s assistants rushed towards him to leave. As he was leaving, the reporters began to question the president about the breaking news. Cameras were flashing at him as he entered the vehicle and drove off the construction site. While on the drive back to the office, Nathanael was still in a state of shock as he was trying to process everything. The leak. The silence. The flashing. The car radio was on the new station and it was talking about the whole situation. However, he didn’t care about. He knew what happened. And everything he tried to work in securing power was going to fall.
Once he returned to his office, Blackwell demanded an update on the leak and the details of it. A folder was already on the desk when he entered. It detailed the known information about the entire thing, but it didn’t help in providing who. The television was turned as it was on Central American National News (CANN) and it had been talking about the breaking news. With the folder and the broadcast, Blackwell’s shock was slowly getting replaced with anger. Who would leak it? Why would they? How did they get the tape in the first place?
His train of thought stopped the moment one of the advisors said, “Mister President, we are here to advise during this dreadful situation. The National Security advisor, the Foreign Relations advisor, and the Economics advisor are here to help you out and give advice to your suggestions with dealing with the Spanish government. And I am the Governors Relations advisor. We are here to serve you.”
“First things first.” He said and turned to the national security advisor before speaking once more, “I want the Central American Intelligence Force (CAIF) to bring the interviewer in for interrogation. Once he has answered our question, arrest him for leaking classified information and betraying Central America. Inform the military of the situation and tell them to come up with plans and operations for a possible hostile response for the Spanish.”
Suddenly, one of the secretaries came in the office with a letter. “It’s for the Spanish government themselves, sir.” It was all she said before placing it on the desk and leaving. Nathanael looked at the letter and opened it.
“What should we do, mister president?” asked one of the worried advisors.
The president thought carefully before snapping his fingers and said, “Set up a press conference and I will write up the speech.”
Panama
Summer
Ricardo Martí expected some backlash for the airing of the leaked tapes; however, he didn't think that Blackwell would go that far. A hour ago, it was announced that the remaining Communist and Socialist political members were arrested and both parties were deemed illegal. Now, his 'investigation team' were tasked to interviewing every political party in the country to determine who found and leak the footage. Thankfully, they were mainly focused with the left-leaning parties instead of the right. The interview was short and painless as they just asked a few questions and left.
Now, he was watching the television for any updates regarding the leaks. So far, the reporters were talking about the growing protest at the embassy in Madrid. The crowd was charting anti-Central American rhetoric while waving around signs and the Spanish flag. Suddenly, it cuts to the briefing room as the group of journalists and reporters were getting ready. The news reporter began to talk about awaiting for President Blackwell to speak on the matter of the leaks. After a few minutes of talking, Blackwell soon emerged into the room of journalists and reporters as he waved at them. He began to speak to the crowd.
"I am here to address the recent controversy regarding the leaked tapes of my interview. So far, the investigation team is looking into the matter. And I have suspended both the Communist and Socialist political parties until further noticed. I am sorry for my offensive comments about the Spanish people and their leader. They were uncalled for and disrespectful. However, their other demand is too insane to follow through. They demanded that I resign from the office because of those comments. This letter from the Spanish government will be given to members of the media at the end as proof of their latest aggressive against a country. Tonight, I am declaring that I will refuse to resign my position because the Spanish government has no right to demand something for any nation in the world.
I am afraid that if I were to step down, the Kingdom of Spain will not stop antagonizing the other countries in the Americas. I am even worried that they will eventually violate the Monroe Doctrine to achieve the status of great power. Today, I am here pleading to the governments of the world to stand against the Spanish aggression. We have let the Spanish get too confident with their power since the fall of Portugal; but, it isn't too late to fix it. Together, we can show the Spanish government that we aren't scared anymore. Thank you and God bless this Union."
Once the speech ended, the crowd of journalists began shouting questions as Blackwell left the room. There was silence, however, at Martí's office. There were going to be consequences for openly denouncing the Kingdom of Spain like that. He knew that Blackwell's pleads went mostly unheard, but he appreciated the attempt to gather forces against Spain. Now, everyone in Central America wondered what was going to happen next. No-one knew what Spain was going to do or say next. However, Martí knew that something bad was going to happen and pulled out a card. The same business card that Rubén Espinosa gave to him months ago to be called if more funds were needed.
However, he put it back in his pocket and went back to work as he finally turned off the television.
Madrid
Summer
The crowd of protesters grew overnight as they began their usual chants and insults towards President Blackwell. Now, they are demanding Blackwell resign over the remarks. Embassy security kept a close eye on the protesters in case someone tried something. Meanwhile, Ambassador Alfonso Feo was finishing up work while his family was packing up. With the crowds and threats of attacking the embassy being made, Alfonso requested that his family return to Central America. Alfonso, himself, planned on staying in Spain in an attempt to smooth things over with the government.
His wife suddenly appeared with her suitcase in one hand as she placed the other on his shoulder. "You don't have to stay here." she silently pleaded with him without getting the kids even more worried.
"I can't leave yet. There's still a chance." he said.
Meanwhile, Nico Villalta, the head security, entered the office with Alfonso's seven month old daughter. The mother thanked Villalta before picking her up from the baby carrier. Then, he processed to start talking about the plan for his family. It was simple enough: get them out of harms way and have a plane ready to leave for Central America. Villalta had some of the guards assigned to drive them to the airport and protect them until they board a plane. However, Villalta planned on staying with Alfonso to keep him safe until he was ready to go.
If the embassy was under attack, then they had only two options: drive to the nearest airport or drive to France. He was sure that the police and army weren't going to protect them from the angry protesters.
"Please be careful and return home safe." she said with a sad smile before rocking her baby, "For us."
Villalta took the wife's suitcase and the baby bag as she placed the baby back on the carrier. The guards were the first ones to leave the office while she looked at her husband and whimpered, "Bye."
When the door was shut, Alfonso looked at the photo of his new family at the beach and wept; however, the crowds' chants got louder.
Summer
For President Nathanael Blackwell, the last couple of weeks had been going well in his favor. Getting people more opportunities to work again and dealing the communist movement earned him a few additional supporters. However, it wasn’t enough. It was never enough for this country. Being the sudden successor of President Maroto was challenging, especially given his American background. After a few months of maintaining the country, he felt like things were somewhat controlled. The communists either were arrested, went into hiding, or fled out of the country. And the conservatives seemed to accept Blackwell as their leader. As for the liberals, they were sour over the signing of the Anti-Communist Law and limiting their rights; however, their political power was limited significant enough to be no challenge.
He was back in Guatemala City to break ground on construction of a new stadium for the Central American Football Union (CAFU). There was a sizable crowd of journalists and reporters to capture the moment. Blackwell soon walked towards councilors, politicians, and the team manager of the CAFU to begin the moment in soccer history. Several shovels awaited the men as they gathered in front of them while the cameramen prepared to take pictures. After a moment of getting ready to throw the dirt into the hole, Blackwell was the first person to do it as he saw the cameras’ flashes. Then, the others went and got their pictures taken. And every one of them did it several times before putting them back into the pile of dirt.
Now, President Blackwell began his speech with a thanks to the sponsors for funding the project and went on to show support for the CAFU. After five minutes of speaking, the team manager added in some words of his own for the sponsors, the team, and their loyal fans. Once the speeches were over, the manager allowed journalists to ask some questions about the stadium and anything related to the CAFU. President Blackwell stood to the side as he watched the journalists asking and the manager answering the questions. To be honest, it was boring as hell; but, he needed the manager’s support and money. So, he endured the standing around.
Suddenly, he noticed a female reporter talking to someone before raising her hand in the hopes of being selected. She was.
“Ariana Cicerón from the Free Press. I actually have a question for President Blackwel-.”
“I told you no questions directed at the President.” the manager responded before she could finish it. However, Blackwell raised his hand and approached the podium lightly shoving the manager out of the way. “It’s fine. I am interested in what she has to ask.”
She nodded before finally asking her question to the president. “Are you aware of the Spanish government’s response to the tape?”
“No, are you talking about the interview?” he answered honestly confused at her question.
“I am talking about the recent leaked tape where you said you were happy to kill ‘some Spaniards’ and burn down their palace for ‘extra brownie points.’” she clarified to Blackwell, which he clearly understood what she meant. He began to sweat nervously at the announcement and tried to respond back, but nothing came out.
She continued with her question, “This leak angered the people of Spain to the point that there is a sizable crowd protesting the remarks at our embassy in Madrid. So far, the government hasn’t publicly responded; but, there are reports that the government is furious at you. Any comments about the situation, Mister President?”
The manager shoved Blackwell as side and tried to redirect the topic to the stadium as two of Blackwell’s assistants rushed towards him to leave. As he was leaving, the reporters began to question the president about the breaking news. Cameras were flashing at him as he entered the vehicle and drove off the construction site. While on the drive back to the office, Nathanael was still in a state of shock as he was trying to process everything. The leak. The silence. The flashing. The car radio was on the new station and it was talking about the whole situation. However, he didn’t care about. He knew what happened. And everything he tried to work in securing power was going to fall.
Once he returned to his office, Blackwell demanded an update on the leak and the details of it. A folder was already on the desk when he entered. It detailed the known information about the entire thing, but it didn’t help in providing who. The television was turned as it was on Central American National News (CANN) and it had been talking about the breaking news. With the folder and the broadcast, Blackwell’s shock was slowly getting replaced with anger. Who would leak it? Why would they? How did they get the tape in the first place?
His train of thought stopped the moment one of the advisors said, “Mister President, we are here to advise during this dreadful situation. The National Security advisor, the Foreign Relations advisor, and the Economics advisor are here to help you out and give advice to your suggestions with dealing with the Spanish government. And I am the Governors Relations advisor. We are here to serve you.”
“First things first.” He said and turned to the national security advisor before speaking once more, “I want the Central American Intelligence Force (CAIF) to bring the interviewer in for interrogation. Once he has answered our question, arrest him for leaking classified information and betraying Central America. Inform the military of the situation and tell them to come up with plans and operations for a possible hostile response for the Spanish.”
Suddenly, one of the secretaries came in the office with a letter. “It’s for the Spanish government themselves, sir.” It was all she said before placing it on the desk and leaving. Nathanael looked at the letter and opened it.
OPEN LETTER TO THE GOVERNMENT OF THE FEDERATION OF CENTRAL AMERICA BY THE MILITARY GOVERNMENT OF SPAIN
The Spanish Government wishes to address the leaked footage of President Nathanael Blackwell insulting our great country. Then, he processed to threat direct military intervention with the intent to assassinate King Carlos I of Spain and burn down our palace. These threats don’t help maintain the little peace we have in our world. Thus, we are demanding two simple things for the Central American government:
1) An official apology over the remakes made by President Nathanael Blackwell.
2) The resignation of President Nathanael Blackwell because he offered both the citizens and the government of Spain.
We will not tolerate any form of insult regardless of status, gender, religion, and race. Failure to respond within twenty-four hours and if said response doesn’t satisfice us, we will reach out to the government and people of Central America one final time for a proper response. Beware that you will suffer the consequences of your president’s insults if you do not agree and obey our demands. Think carefully.
“What should we do, mister president?” asked one of the worried advisors.
The president thought carefully before snapping his fingers and said, “Set up a press conference and I will write up the speech.”
Panama
Summer
Ricardo Martí expected some backlash for the airing of the leaked tapes; however, he didn't think that Blackwell would go that far. A hour ago, it was announced that the remaining Communist and Socialist political members were arrested and both parties were deemed illegal. Now, his 'investigation team' were tasked to interviewing every political party in the country to determine who found and leak the footage. Thankfully, they were mainly focused with the left-leaning parties instead of the right. The interview was short and painless as they just asked a few questions and left.
Now, he was watching the television for any updates regarding the leaks. So far, the reporters were talking about the growing protest at the embassy in Madrid. The crowd was charting anti-Central American rhetoric while waving around signs and the Spanish flag. Suddenly, it cuts to the briefing room as the group of journalists and reporters were getting ready. The news reporter began to talk about awaiting for President Blackwell to speak on the matter of the leaks. After a few minutes of talking, Blackwell soon emerged into the room of journalists and reporters as he waved at them. He began to speak to the crowd.
"I am here to address the recent controversy regarding the leaked tapes of my interview. So far, the investigation team is looking into the matter. And I have suspended both the Communist and Socialist political parties until further noticed. I am sorry for my offensive comments about the Spanish people and their leader. They were uncalled for and disrespectful. However, their other demand is too insane to follow through. They demanded that I resign from the office because of those comments. This letter from the Spanish government will be given to members of the media at the end as proof of their latest aggressive against a country. Tonight, I am declaring that I will refuse to resign my position because the Spanish government has no right to demand something for any nation in the world.
I am afraid that if I were to step down, the Kingdom of Spain will not stop antagonizing the other countries in the Americas. I am even worried that they will eventually violate the Monroe Doctrine to achieve the status of great power. Today, I am here pleading to the governments of the world to stand against the Spanish aggression. We have let the Spanish get too confident with their power since the fall of Portugal; but, it isn't too late to fix it. Together, we can show the Spanish government that we aren't scared anymore. Thank you and God bless this Union."
Once the speech ended, the crowd of journalists began shouting questions as Blackwell left the room. There was silence, however, at Martí's office. There were going to be consequences for openly denouncing the Kingdom of Spain like that. He knew that Blackwell's pleads went mostly unheard, but he appreciated the attempt to gather forces against Spain. Now, everyone in Central America wondered what was going to happen next. No-one knew what Spain was going to do or say next. However, Martí knew that something bad was going to happen and pulled out a card. The same business card that Rubén Espinosa gave to him months ago to be called if more funds were needed.
However, he put it back in his pocket and went back to work as he finally turned off the television.
Madrid
Summer
The crowd of protesters grew overnight as they began their usual chants and insults towards President Blackwell. Now, they are demanding Blackwell resign over the remarks. Embassy security kept a close eye on the protesters in case someone tried something. Meanwhile, Ambassador Alfonso Feo was finishing up work while his family was packing up. With the crowds and threats of attacking the embassy being made, Alfonso requested that his family return to Central America. Alfonso, himself, planned on staying in Spain in an attempt to smooth things over with the government.
His wife suddenly appeared with her suitcase in one hand as she placed the other on his shoulder. "You don't have to stay here." she silently pleaded with him without getting the kids even more worried.
"I can't leave yet. There's still a chance." he said.
Meanwhile, Nico Villalta, the head security, entered the office with Alfonso's seven month old daughter. The mother thanked Villalta before picking her up from the baby carrier. Then, he processed to start talking about the plan for his family. It was simple enough: get them out of harms way and have a plane ready to leave for Central America. Villalta had some of the guards assigned to drive them to the airport and protect them until they board a plane. However, Villalta planned on staying with Alfonso to keep him safe until he was ready to go.
If the embassy was under attack, then they had only two options: drive to the nearest airport or drive to France. He was sure that the police and army weren't going to protect them from the angry protesters.
"Please be careful and return home safe." she said with a sad smile before rocking her baby, "For us."
Villalta took the wife's suitcase and the baby bag as she placed the baby back on the carrier. The guards were the first ones to leave the office while she looked at her husband and whimpered, "Bye."
When the door was shut, Alfonso looked at the photo of his new family at the beach and wept; however, the crowds' chants got louder.
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