Citadel Hyperion, The Bahamas.
7:30 PM, six hours later.
April 6, the same day.
After successfully escaping the cartel in Jamaica, both Cream and Tails were finally reunited once more. The three were all too grateful to change from the ones being hunted by the sicarios at every corner and every single day. It was finally broken, and hope was in sight for both Kayrin and the three Mobians.
"Thank you, Madame Crawford. I couldn't thank you enough for this." Said the seventeen year-old rabbit as she hugged Tails all too tightly. He didn't speak at all.
"We all should thank you. If you didn't trust us, Tails would had been dead before the team could had found his vehicle." Kayrin spoke right back at her, as she was the one who wanted progression through the Caribbean naval forces. It was an honor to finally see the person and to hear a comment from her to the individual.
"Well. It's good to get out of a frying pan, and at least into somewhere nice for a change. Speaking of which, is there any home for us?" Vanilla was also happy to escape from the cartel's watchful eyes, and she wants a new home.
"I could arrange some trustful operatives to keep watch and someone should find you a nice resort or house around Nassau or on the other islands." Kayrin offers them a place for safety, comfort and relaxation. Placed under protection but can finally rest after seven years of misery.
But sadly, Tails isn't off the hook as of yet.
"You two leave, Tails will have to stay behind to answer some questions. I have a feeling that this is still far from over." Crawford grabbed Miles's arm and Cream had to let go of him. She knew this was going to happen, because he was a former cartel lieutenant and primarily responsible for the cyber attack, the embassy raid and giving the idea to Jet about the DEA office, shortly before bombing the building and killing the agents that were under Jet's payroll.
"Shit..." Tails knew what he was expecting tonight. Which has the US Army's ISA fishing for some answers out of him.
Citadel Hyperion, Ops Board Room.
Minutes later. Tails was taken into the Board Room, where all the commanding officers of the Army's Delta Force unit, the British SAS, Polish GROM, the Intelligence Support Activity and MI-6. As it seems, everyone's massively angry or eager to strangle his throat for threatening four countries and the Caribbean. Except Kayrin, because she has another idea than sending him to prison just after he explains this entire mess to them.
"Good evening, Mister Prowder. I believe you're now familiar of our little home we call Hyperion." A veteran ISA analyst greeted him in a calm, but a professional manor.
"S-S-Sure. After all, I-I wanted this so t-those two would be safe." Miles talks to him, trying to hold his nervousness in front of trained soldiers.
"Don't try to hide it. We know you want out of the cartel, and hell you're even trying to destroy the organization as much as us." The analyst continued.
Until Kayrin claps her hands. That's when talking stops.
"Permission to speak, Madam?" An MI-6 agent asks to let him talk to Miles.
"Sure." She simply allows him to do so.
"From what you said and how you feel about this situation. You believe that those four attacks over two years would put Scourge on radar, so that we would launch an operation at this size to track him down." The agent believes that the cyber attacks, then the raid and bombing of the DEA Office in Atlanta would cause Scourge to go on the attack.
"Of course. I was forced into the cartel, and all of this time working for them. I set up the attacks for him to fight against a force that the cartel cannot win against." Miles had proved him right. He never felt good about this line of work for the past seven years, he wanted Scourge to fail terribly by any means possible.
"You mean? You made him cocky enough to command these attacks on the network, so that he'll pop up and risk his life and the cartel?" Kayrin questioned his motives.
"Definitely. Even though he's a 'professional'. He's still a cocky bastard, and I told him this the month before the first attack in 2015. Jet was the perfect person to use, he's worse than Scourge and simply just kills anyone that pisses him off. I used one of his no-name DEA agent to do so a few days ago, sabotaged his product and Jet blew up his allies in the DEA. In fact, Scourge still doesn't know that Jet blew up and pissed off his corrupt friends in the agency and the DA. Good enough that those corrupt agents and their lawyer to bail them out of being involved with Scourge is now breaking ties with the Mocoa Cartel." The twin-tailed fox explained his plan to the rest of the people in this same room, it actually makes things slightly better with the team that his hearing this right now.
"Essentially, you fucked him over badly, because if things didn't go your way. The corrupt agents would had done something very cleaver to cover up their mess, and Scourge would had realized and had your head on a spike. He's not his father after all, just an arrogant fool." Kayrin had answered this theory, and now to go even further.
"Although it was working. The European Union's systems had to go down with Interpol as well, and the embassy raid by Jet and his ties to terror attacks in Poland started this entire thing. Sadly, while I was sick. Scourge had set up a general meeting somewhere in Trinidad and Tobago. I didn't attend myself and was too tired to do work on the security systems. I had my friend doing the work and this is what I found out at the hotel in January." Tails further explained how the plan went down, but there was a catch with this... He had to open his laptop, and he connected a USB to the main server drive to the computer systems in Hyperion.
"You better not be infecting this network. Hyperion's the only thing we have at monitoring the cartel's movements." A Delta operator warns him, thinking that his computer is rigged with another virus.
"It ain't, trust me." Tails reassured him.
(Video feed - January 23'rd, 2017 - Trinidad)
After opening up the laptop. Miles typed in: January 23'rd, 2017. It showed them the cartel meeting on the big screen, in a high end, private restaurant protected by sicarios and a layer of protective network shielding of the same type as Hyperion. For the first time since the mid 90's, Scourge was shown on screen. In the flesh. He's a mobian hedgehog, wearing a light blue business shirt and dark blue business pants. He has green fur, but some of his skin was showing on his head without the fur, presumably sustaining injuries from the crash while escaping the Russians.
"Is this all the ladies and gentlemen in this room?" Said the Kingpin as he sits at the head of the table, and is accompanied by other Mobians who were all leaders of the organization's various parts of illegal business ventures. There was no human lieutenant at all.
"All accounted for, Tails was feeling under the weather, but he's keeping tabs on the place's security, and at least no one can hear in on this meeting." A red mobian Echidna was the first to speak.
"That's unfortunate. However, we're here to get down to business. In the next few months or even in two more years, we'll move into the Caribbean to start our Narco-Kingdom." When Scourge said that. Everyone at the table stared wide-eyed, and one gasped at the concept.
"Y-You can't be serious... That's an impossible task." A blue hedgehog spoke in surprise, like Kayrin's theories of the Mocoa Cartel's power. Scourge thinks he can run a drug fueled kingdom, which is the Caribbean.
"Not anymore, thanks to Tails. He basically shattered the entire system of CARICOM, the OAS and the DOD. He broke MI-6 and the EU twice, and they're still recovering. At this point. Why not? We can boost the amount of guns shipped to the islands covertly, while we set up market for cocaine and all the other goodies we can make. Even if we don't own an country, it's still a fresh spot for us to benefit from stealing products from our rivals that own their turf." The Kingpin explained a well detailed plan, and he explained further. Although his words are a bit shabby and poorly thought out, but the more he spoke about it, the better that his plan were thought out.
The plan was that Scourge's two trusted enforcers, a female mobian fox named as Fiona, an assassin, who was Tails' ex-girlfriend before completely betraying his trust with her. The red echidna was Knuckles, an former hero of the mobians who went towards brutal enforcement for the cartel. The other one was Rouge and Shadow, an excellent set of spies that were put in charge of sabotaging the competition and opposition from the law. The money laundering expert being another deceptive female as Amy Rose, another fallen hero of the mobians.
Sonic was rumored to be the biggest disgrace in the brief history of the mobians as he managed to be the first lieutenant alongside Scourge when he formed the organization. Jet and his two other friends were the producers of the cartel's cocaine product line, as well as with other drugs. He was a lowly gangster that rose to exceptional quality as his skill in drug production was epic along even with their rivals.
All of them were to take charge of major territorial waters once they have been proven suitable for producing drugs, laundering money, human trafficking, weapons smuggling and other criminal business ventures, even if a rival cartel were to own one of the countries, they'll try to channel money to Scourge with any means possible. Those waters were the ones located in the Greater Antilles, the Lesser Antilles and the countries south of Mexico are to be owned by cartels, for the cartels and terrorists that want business there.
They would control entire countries and since CARICOM or the OAS's networks were basically shattered and damaged extensively from Tails' actions. It had left open a hole in criminal prevention systems, projects and programs. The criminals that were present in those countries would become stronger and more armed thanks to Scourge's tactics, they would wage war at the law or the rivals of other gangs. Weakening the police from each island and the corruption would add on to the stress of keeping order until it collapses.
When the time is right, the sicarios would come in to gain control of a country. Gaining tremendously high profits of 70 million to nearly 170 million dollars alone from criminal ventures. Adding to each territorial control of the Caribbean sub-regions would add to 320 million to 820 million dollars, and would continue to rise. The cartel would be an absolute powerhouse, and nothing else can stop them at this point. Kayrin was closely following Scourge's moves in the drug trade, and this would be his biggest move and it will be his last, if Kayrin can stop them before then.
Should the cartel's plans be successful, Central America would be Scourge's Narco-Kingdom. He would had succeeded the drug lords from decades ago and became a legend beyond any reasoning, and would rapidly be one of the world's richest people in the drug trade. Even Kayrin wouldn't be able to stop his empire, permanently ruining the Caribbean and turning it into an place where criminals and terrorist only succeed, and the biggest losers would be the governments and the people that attempted to stop them. Cultures would be forever either wiped out or buried in a replacement drug culture.
In simple terms for the team to know. He uses only one lieutenant for Jamaica, which was Jet, the other two were on Hispaniola, the Lesser Antilles and the countries south of Mexico were ruled by more experienced lieutenants. Scourge remains unknown, either on the Caribbean or a house rumored to be located in Chile's mountains. He would have four places generating nearly a billion dollars in those regions. Except that Cuba will already be on alert for the other lieutenant and the Bahamas's waters were locked down by the RBDF and the US Navy about hours ago.
He said all of the plans, and the amount of time that virus is infecting the system to even today would greatly buy him time to establish his kingdom. Tails heard it all, and to quickly get Operation False Price into fruition. Those two attacks were to fully set the Americans and the British into targeting cartel assets, but the Bahamas's SOTF and Polish GROM was all the more help he needed.
The video was then cut off. The laptop's battery died shortly after he explained the plan.
It was back to discussing the next course of action. With everyone started to formulate theories and some more experienced commanding officers trying to put Miles into Guantanamo Bay. Even the Joint Chiefs of Staff had to call in earlier today to check on them.
"I'd already told you, we still need him at this point." Kayrin knew that if the US puts him in Camp Delta in the detention facility before he can locate the other leaders and Scourge himself, the operation would had already failed.
"We can't rule out the possibility that this asswipe will betray us at any possible moment of time, without him, we'd still have his laptop and his other electronics." The 68-year old colonel believes otherwise. He wants the integrity of the covert operation to remain intact until at the right time.
"Problem is, my computer's keyboard has a ID print, and only me or the cartel's upper echelons can only use it. Why throw me into the slammer?" Tails tried to reason, but this doesn't work with the Americans.
"Hadn't you got it through your skull? We can't trust you at all." The ISA analyst.
"Maybe we can try to trick the biometrics and open it from that point, something better than trying to brute force it to activate." An IT expert spoke to them, as he knew about this type of work.
"You're shit outta luck. This is built for the cartel and that device will deactivate if anyone else alters it, and that data will be lost once that happens." Tails further warned them.
"Is he seriously trying to screw us over, or what? It's just simple as it is. We'll just-" The colonel was interrupted by Hyperion's commanding officer.
"You know what? Let Tails transfer the data to Hyperion's server. Then when that's finished, Tails's computer functions of monitoring the cartel can be put on the computer." Kayrin had to stop the Americans from imprisoning him and risking the chance to strike at the heart of the organization.
"Again, we can't risk it at all possible moments, what if that thing is rigged with that same virus?" Even one of the MI-6's executives were here to gather on this Op. He warned her again with the matter of trusting Miles.
"It's all possible to transfer the functions of this computer to Hyperion's systems without Scourge finding out and sabotaging it, but I need some hours disabling the failsaves before the data transfer can be used, and lastly, don't try to imprison me. You people still need me." Said the twin-tailed fox. He would sacrifice his computer to give Task Force Champion on the true structure of the cartel, as well as to track their next location and disrupt their operations. Any new updates from Scourge on new illegal business ventures will be exposed and the entire organization would already be doomed. As soon as Tails would get the failsafe offline.
"Not counting on it." A Delta operative spoke briefly.
"Be grateful for once. As for now, Tails will be prisoner at Hyperion's holding cells and will remain there. We need him to uncover anything that is critical on taking Scourge down." Since Kayrin was placed in charge of Operation False Price, she wanted Tails to remain in custody to give the Task Force advice to handle the cartel. A more personal reason to keep Tails out of Guantanamo Bay is that he never killed nobody, he was trying to escape and rejoin with his childhood friend that is now his fiance. Why torture him? It's never worth it after the Mocoa Cartel has been dismantled.
"What about him?" Someone else called for Tails.
"Keep him there until he manages to fully complete the process, afterwards, put him in Area 42." Kayrin told them that he should be kept in the room until he finishes, then they'll take him to the holding cells.
"If there's nothing else, than this meeting is over. Everyone will go back to their regular duties and the others will stay and watch Miles to check on the progress." Kayrin spoke as she noticed a oval-shaped jewel that was dropped on the floor earlier. It was colored golden yellow, and for another reason, she put it in her pocket and walked back upstairs.
Kayrin's residence, at Nassau.
12:30 AM.
After crossing the island to go back to Nassau, she returned to her parents' home, even though she can purchase one out of her own money. But it was her recently married husband that decided to build her new home in Canada.
Crawford herself was born into a fully African-Bahamian family, but she was white, thanks to a genetic mutation that made her that way. She had different hair and even dark green eyes. Her second line of descendants were also Nepalese. Many people said that she was only the sole Nepalese-Bahamian around these parts, but she was like the rest of them. Born in middle-class and nothing else greater than that.
In her line of career, she was a marine with the Defense Force since she was 18. At 20 years old, she noticed that crime got worse and hoped that the marines can finally go back on land to fight them, it never happened. She was a extremely skilled soldier along with a few other personal, and when a PMC took notice in 2010, she offered to join. She was in power as she saw advanced military equipment and other special operations soldiers that joined the company.
Once again, there was hope that things will improve. Except the government royally screws them over yet again. The mafia had already inflicted so much damage across the country, at her wits' end. She had gone up to the heads of law enforcement and the RBDF to overhaul the police force. She was definitely noticed in the navy, and in the police as well.
After a few more deadly turf wars, plus a terrorist attack, they created the Iron Crucible Project. A complete overhaul of the police and the navy's equipment, gear, vehicles and tactics. Before, the navy was stuck on mostly water and can't even create any time to help the police, who was crippled by the mafia's corruption and of ancient, outdated gear that was widespread, while criminals always get the cutting edge weapons to use on civilians.
Anti-Corruption units were extremely determined, usually being embedded in police and naval forces, they were spying on anyone crooked, with electronics or with other officers. It made sure that corruption doesn't pay.
The biggest progress that was made was how Tier One Units gathered the most trustworthy and skilled police officers and naval troops in both honesty, professionalism and determination. That was how the 37'th Special Operations Task Force was made. They came from four branches of police, navy, immigration and customs to fill in the gap of a fully dedicated tactical military team, creating a counter-terrorism unit. Almost two thousand selected volunteers and selected personal entered the SAS and SFOD-Delta's training program. Only to have about 820 persons to be officially be the part of the unit. Kayrin was fully behind these efforts to create the Bahamas's Tier 1 unit, and she was promoted from Captain to Commander.
Citadel Hyperion was still a work in progress to today, but the base was to be a new HQ for the defense force and its Tier 1 counterpart. It was a joint command base for the US, Canadian and British forces as a forward base of command. The HQ was still a formidable fort for the RBDF, and the Pentagon would have to thank Kayrin, because that place is the only way to combat the sicarios at the meantime.
These facts were all from pictures that she has up on her wall in her room where she grew up in. It showed the world how much potential that a brilliant tactician has, even if she was a young person. Not someone who's 60 or 70 years old.
"How was work?" Her mother asked.
"Typical, as usual." Kayrin simply replied. Now laying down in her bed in her nighttime clothing.
"Well. I don't know what's going on out there, but I hope God knows what you're doing." She was afraid of what was going on.
While she was leaving, she asked her one thing to fully know about the operation.
"It it makes you feel any better. I'll tell you one thing, but you need to promise me to keep this secret to only our family. Nothing else." Kayrin speaks as her mother opens the door.
"What are you trying to say?" She asked.
"I proved the existence of the Mocoa Cartel, and I arrested the person responsible for the cyber attacks. He's trying to help me track down the others." Kayrin explains the cartel's recent progression in the region.
"You mean, that Kingpin who was the son of a Russian mercenary?" Said the mother, who remembered the death of Scourge's father and the false death of Scourge himself in Russia.
"Yes. While we were scrolling through the information of the evidence we recovered. I found out that he was trying to defect and put the cartel on radar so that an operation by the Department of Defense was created to dismantle the cartel, but he inadvertently gave the Kingpin an idea. He would cause gang wars on each island of the Caribbean and make the situation worse for the countries south of Mexico. Then the Mocoa or the other cartels will take over to fill in the power vacuum, and that in turn, will create Scourge's narco-kingdom." The nearly-asleep commander told her on what she recently found on Tails' computer.
"What about here? That's why the Navy from here and the US got called in, because of you and the cartel?" The mother was told about this two years ago when the first cyber attack came through. That year, Caribbean nations had spiked in crime, even peaceful ones suffered because of the cartel's earlier actions, or maybe even terrorist cells.
"It was because of me. I didn't want Scourge to be taking this place by surprise, and at least no other smuggler would try jumping in our waters now. However, that hack disabled the DOD, the Pentagon and other federal agencies. Interpol's European offices were also hit with that. No one can hear in from the Caribbean, nor can the islands respond to this issue. Hyperion and the Bahamas's security infrastructure was protected by cutting edge tech, and we're the only ones that can see what's going on with CARICOM. That's why the Pentagon and the CIA appointed me as the main commander of an operation to dismantle the organization." Kayrin spoke as she drifted to sleep.
"BUT. Keep these words only to this family, and no one else outside of that. If word got out, it would be harder for me to track him down." That's what the daughter had said, before she closed her eyes and went to sleep. The mother closed the door and said good luck, hoping that the cartel's plans won't come to reality. In 2012, Mother Crawford had seen SFOD-Delta operatives before. They told her the same way, under certain situations, there are things that are meant for secrets, and it's best not to open your mouth..
As she got cozy, a dream world had formed. A world of mechanical creations and magical beings explored, built and waged war over the artifacts of ultimate power. It was a true fairy tail in her brain, and this was all too typical. Until she ventured deeper in that world.
She had also saw Tails's former allies and his current villains of today. Sonic, who was rumored to be a hero in the brief, sudden history of the mobians, was also there. He ran as fast as a plane in open fields. There was all the others, Amy and Knuckles as well as with Rouge and Jet. All of them working together in this dream world of Kayrin. It was all for the good of the mobians.
It was random, unlike the waking world, they were working together for establishing a narco kingdom. All against their kind and human beings.
Walking further down the warping path, she saw Chicago, with Sonic battling the mad scientist, being a man known as Eggman. A human with 300 IQ, that exceeded Einstein's limit of 160. When he opened a portal, his body was taken into torrent of energy. He was forever lost whatever the rift took him too.
At the same time. Sonic's friends were also trying to get back to their fantasy land, by the help of those same crystals that Kayrin was holding. Sadly, those crystals eroded to dust. They were trapped in this world were she lives in, and this was about twelve years ago. Nothing changed for them since that point. Sonic had lost his ability to run over hundreds of miles per hour, along with the others.
The next moment. The four lost heroes found themselves separated, trying to get used to the world around them, trying to find mobians for help. They've finally found someone for help, then that same person that offered assistance was Scourge himself.
Kayrin was wondering about any further knowledge of this dream, before an alarm clock rang. It was only short, but it sure had made time pass as she woke up.
"Huh? Damn... They were in that dream I had. But... I have never met the other three yet." Said Kayrin, shifting through the bed as she was awoken by the clock, now saying 4:50 AM. She found out that the crystal that she holds now has glowing cracks all over them.
"Now what?" She then finds a voicemail recording about 3:30 AM, while she slept and the phone was deactivated.
(I think we have a situation.. Someone from the higher echelons from the Department of State is trying to make our operation public, and we need you back here to discuss about how are we're going to deal with this. Even the Secretary of State is calling us at 8:00 AM. As to how they managed to blow the whole lid open about False Price or the Task Force is still unknown, but we can't leave the Caribbean in the hands of the cartel, thanks to political garbage that will get in the way. Get here ASAP.) - Voice recording from the ISA, an hour and twenty minutes ago.
With this, Kayrin had cooked herself breakfast with the family, who happens to wake up at this time. After eating, it was time to go, but not without telling them about the situation.
"I gotta go, but I need a promise off of everyone." Kayrin had put on her military uniform, and began to walk out the door.
"You mean, what you told to mom last night?" Michael, Kayrin's younger brother, spoke as he remembered that he heard them talk about her role in the operation.
"Of course, keep silent about this. Worse, some people had decided to leak this operation so early, and Scourge will surely try to hunt me down at all costs. So when I get to Hyperion, you three will have to leave to prevent him from harming you all and to keep my location hidden." Kayrin spoke as she already knew that the Department of State were planning to speak to her, the only Commander with working systems on a remote set of islands. Now she is forced to take her family off the islands, into a place where Scourge can't find them.
"Why you have to be leading them? Why put us at risk?" The 25 year old brother questioned on why she was chosen.
"Because I'm the only one who can operate Hyperion's systems without compromising the structure that is connected to the various law enforcement agencies. It has the latest network failsafe protocols that prevented the damages from the virus from becoming permanent, and shielded by electromagnetic layers of metal, fabric and radio signals. No one can hack in or plant any spy bug in the base. When the US and European systems had failed, I was chosen to lead the way to victory." She replied, but she moved further out the door.
"Where to exactly?" Her mother asked. Then the mute father waved goodbye.
"Norway. Otherwise, keep this secret in your hearts. Don't let Scourge find you, or the Caribbean is doomed." Kayrin couldn't say any more proper dialogue before she had to quickly drive out of the house. The family waved goodbye as her car disappeared over the distance.
Citadel Hyperion, Intel Operations Quarters.
8:00 AM.
The arrival to the base was met by American and Caribbean news reporters as they tried to answer questions concerning about yesterday's actions against the Mocoa Cartel, and looking to her left was the representatives and other politicians from the Department of Justice and of State. The soldiers guarding the entrance had made room for Kayrin to get into the building.
Returning back to the Intelligence Operations Quarters was the commanding officers and the Secretary of State that was questioning them.
"Sir, what in holy hell are you even doing?" Kayrin immediately jumps in to explain what happened. The Secretary was a male in his late 60s.
"So you're Kayrin Crawford. It's an honor to meet you after the Iron Crucible Project, but I really didn't expect you to lead a detachment of the Army Special Forces as well as British Commandos." He remembered Commander Crawford from before, in 2011 when she raised her voice for the overhaul of the police and navy.
"Thanks, but why you wanted to leak this op to the press? Didn't someone warned you by now that we're after Scourge?" Kayrin noticed that the greetings was avoiding the question. He would had known about this operation before Kayrin made her first move. As with all the other Departments.
"I believe that the last time that any military action against a criminal organization is too risky in terms of financial planning and of practicality when it comes to dealing with bureaucratic processes." He recognized the typical reaction from the public, that the military is made for the terrorists in the Middle East, and the federal agencies made for cartels.
"You realize that Scourge and his father had fought the Russian Army as seasoned mercenaries and outsmarted them for years. He would find a way to do the same to the federal agents. In fact, he had about almost five hundred crooked DEA agents under a cartel lieutenant's payroll. If you decided to use domestic law enforcement agencies against Scourge. It will take forever to weaken him, and there will be thousands of dead Americans coming home or having more DEA assets betraying you." Kayrin had to take a defense for the events that happened in the last two years and of yesterday.
"We are aware of this, that's why we have loyal officers we can send to you, and on the other hand. The Army's Special Forces and British and Polish Commandos should leave the Caribbean so that the DEA should be-" He still wanted the military to be gone for the domestic agencies to take over.
"Try doing that to please the other bureaucrats and you will get hundreds of beheaded officers going back to the US and having hundreds more betraying you. Even with skilled and loyal officers, their gear and tactics are still pale compared to a drug-fueled war machine. Those agents will be wiped out in the first few months and they'll hesitate to move in further thanks to petty politics." Crawford pleaded not to use thousands of law enforcement officers against a cartel on the level of a military. This happened in the 80's during the first few years of the DEA operating in South America, and hundreds ended up killed brutally or defected to the drug smugglers.
"Although they're technologically advanced for an organization. We need to think about the costs, the time-" He was interrupted.
"I know what you're going to say, and it won't be helpful if we keep looking for cheap shortcuts to reduce costs. I may agree this will be more expensive. But look at the domestic agencies, as they have no clue as to what's going to happen. With me, I watched what happened to vigilante groups and police officers when they've tried to push back the Mocoa Cartel, and every, single one of them were all decapitated, gutted and burned. No military had ever touched them because of bureaucratic bullshit, and that alone from each country in Central America had paid a horrible price for it." Once again, she stays on her decision.
"At least we're not going to make up lost funds for something that could had been done without you. I'm sorry, but that's the Department of Justice's own suggestions." He wasn't pushing for Kayrin to let the DEA take over the operation, but the DOJ was making him say that.
"We have more than enough loyal and powerful arsenal to take them down, and if we pull back. Thousands will die... Isn't there anything you can do to reason with them?" Crawford asked. Remembering the times before the Iron Crucible, there was a mafia along the streets of Nassau that produced brutal turf wars and killed many people. The cartel is doing the same thing as she experienced before. Causing an all-out war to make an narco-kingdom.
"In this time? No. That's the DOJ's suggestion and who allowed them to pass that opinion is the politicians, but in fact. The people of the US and the Caribbean want them dead. Same as with you and the Special Operations Command." He was more sympathetic towards Kayrin all along. His dialogue was forced, because the DOJ was too busy dealing with the current outrage on the news. This same story leak was on TV,
"Except that the European Union and Interpol has come to the conclusion that the cartel is too much of a risk to be left alone at this point, even they agree to let the British and Polish commandos to fly into the Caribbean. There wasn't any interference from all the other 'popular' politicians to make that decision, because if the Caribbean falls to the cartel. There will be a crisis that will take decades to clean up, cultures will be wiped out, economies will only serve terrorists and much more valuable parts of history will be lost. In fact, Interpol sent us a video concerning the future of the Caribbean if the DOJ's plan works." He even speaks about how Britain and Poland came to a neutral agreement of allowing special forces to take down the cartel. Even a video was sent to her.
"What about you? How will they understand?" Kayrin asked.
"I'll make a request, and you will make a speech in the Press Room along with the video. I have to go, but try to make the best impression on them. People are counting on you." He says this, then the call got cut off.
Citadel Hyperion, News Press Quarters.
Up on the upper floors of Hyperion are the News Press quarters, which is an area concerning the status of the Bahamian Navy and of in other places in the Americas. News recordings would be able to reach to the US and Europe through an radio tower. But when it's deactivated, the electromagnetic fabric and metal plating would prevent any other unrecognized signals from bypassing the shield.
Even with the radio tower being online, there's a safety protocol that checks far-reaching signals and automatically blocks unrecognized signal sources, and that tower has the same electromagnetic wiring and metal. Hyperion was all made for every precaution to make sure that no system would be compromised or has a blind spot. This was truly cutting edge in security. Sadly the DOD was behind on mass-producing this tech in many bases or in governmental buildings.
This room was large enough to hold about four dozen people, in fact, there's two rooms that hold twenty persons each and are interconnected with each other. Both Kayrin and the Secretary of Defense took each room and played the video on each screen.
The events played what would happened if the needs of a few politicians outweigh the needs of the many people that wished for the cartel to be dismantled and destroyed. The cultures from each island nation would drastically disappear and be replaced with a culture of criminality and terrorism, kids would join criminal organizations after the economies collapse and give in to criminal ventures, no legit way to make money, no will to fight and no way for the US or European military to take action once Scourge's plan is complete.
These videos show the full details as to what happens during that time in the 1970's and 1980's where many countries succumbed to the wave of drug filled wars and governments powered by dirty money, and it only worked when the military got involved in controlling and suppressing the flow of drugs. The other half was a played simulation of the same mistake repeated in 2015 and 2017, except that the bureaucrats had already accepted and passed the mission to the DEA.
That result was the deaths of thousands of domestic federal agents belonging to the FBI and the DEA, as well as civilians and dozens of assassination plots that went either successful or failed, as well as the CIA and the Tier 1 units under Kayrin's command being unable to commit any military resources to stop the other cartels from taking over countries and cities. Like what Tails had predicted, Scourge will get slightly over ten billion dollars alone from each of the three sub-regional territories in every venture. Even if they didn't own all the countries in each territory, there will be ways to channel the rival's gains to them.
It went on, showing the news crew the current webcams of each major Caribbean country and of the countries south of Mexico. All experiencing gang wars unlike anything like they never seen before, it was an all out war that had pictures that officers were turned to the bottom of the food chain as they were getting killed like flies and criminals being the kings of the streets. Thanks to the cyber attacks, Scourge's weapon smuggling has went on without opposition, turning some of the few numerous gangs into militia groups that serves the cartel's purpose without any knowledge of them. At the current time, Jamaica's conditions are gradually getting worse, Trinidad and Tobago had already fell into a battle with the cartel pushing in on the country.
Haiti had already been plagued with several gangs that got worse in late 2016, Dominican Republic, Cuba and Puerto Rico had already locked down most known access to those countries. Nicaragua's country side was turned into a training ground for sicarios by one of the cartel's lieutenants. The Lesser Antilles was already subjected to seafaring pirates from the cartel. This was all so far as what they were seeing from these countries.
"Good morning, people of the Caribbean, the people of America and Europe." The Secretary of Defense greeted the entire Americas and Europe to the situation that was basically unfolding. A 71 year old male wasn't expected the type of chaos that a single person had committed. "Today, we would like to greet Kayrin Alayla Crawford for letting us know and be informed of the spike of crime that has gripped Central America." He allowed Kayrin to speak to the people that were in these rooms about this development.
"Thank you, Sir Daniels." Kayrin greeted the Secretary and walked to the podium at the size of the room's ceiling.
"Now... I'd hate to tell you this, but the cyber attacks that the Caribbean and all the rest of the countries that had suffered this is an attempt by Scourge. The mobian son of a legendary mercenary in Russia. He has survived and escaped to South America to start the Mocoa Cartel, an technologically advanced organization made of former mobian heroes and their some of their greater villains." Kayrin opened with the beginning statement about Scourge's survival from Russia and the origins of the cartel.
"Few days ago. We've discovered two of the heads responsible for the organization's terrorist-style attack, one being Miles Prowder - Who is known as Tails, being responsible for the cyber attack. The other was simply named Jet, a mobian responsible for the UK embassy raid in Kingston and the DEA's Atlanta office bombing that killed five dozen agents that were revealed to be serving the cartel. After fully investigating the events on what happened, Miles was arrested and extracted to the Bahamas by the British Special Air Service along with the 37'th Special Operations Task Force." Kayrin's went on with the details on what happened in the last few days.
"Miles's revelations appear that he wanted to defect and destroy the cartel. However, through the help of an anonymous lieutenant, he was kept under the radar from public eyes and intelligence. He made the sudden move to cause Scourge to come out of hiding by giving them false courage to use one of his lieutenants to attack the UK embassy and the DEA's office in Atlanta - Where the crooked agents were stationed at the time of the bombing."
"Fifty agents and fifteen other sicarios from the cartel had came up to 65 deaths in total. It was a bloody 48 hours of chaos, however. Scourge himself was put on radar in one of the meetings that he had in Trinidad earlier this year. A video shows his face for the first time in over a decade."
"In his point. He revealed his ultimate intentions after the cyber attacks. He ordered the rest of his lieutenants to fund gangs in the Caribbean, give them weapons and training to take on the law enforcement, then give them the means to create drugs and to smuggle it across the region. But the ultimate purpose was to weaken the island nations by using the empowered gangs to cause havok and pave the way for the cartel to set up shop in countries to create criminal ventures. From the video set up from Interpol, the cartel's revenue gains will massively increase to hundreds of millions of dollars of sub-regional areas of both the Greater and Lesser Antilles, Hispaniola and the rest of Central America."
"His own point? He wants the Caribbean to be a kingdom of drugs and chaos. Both the US Army's Special Forces and European counterparts were self aware on how dangerous this situation is if left unattended. For the last two days, we were preparing to set up Operation False Price to help countries to defend against the cartel. After the arrest of Miles. The Secretary of State contacted me on the behalf of the Department of Justice to pull out Special Forces and allow the DEA to take over. Despite how cheap the cost is to deploy domestic federal agencies. The DOD, Interpol and the European Union disagreed."
"Why? Because from the 80's to this point. This same attempt was made at first with the DEA and the FBI, all which provided no results or progression in suppressing the flow of drugs. Only the deaths of hundreds of federal officers and some even defected to the smugglers. Until the Army came in and controlled the situation."
"The DOJ's suggestion of domestic federal agencies taking over an operation against a drug-powered militia cell, known as the Mocoa Cartel, is massively a suicide mission if the FBI, the DEA and the ATF was ever deployed against them. Their gear pales in comparison to the cartel's firepower. All high end Russian military equipment, and under powered law enforcement gear. Some of them will be easily be manipulated to commit crooked crimes against the US. Unlike Military Special Forces who are connected to only the intelligence agencies that have dedicated and loyal members serving them."
"Ultimately. I believe that the British SAS and Polish Commandos as well as the Army's Special Operations Command should stay and commit the efforts to take down the Mocoa Cartel without much political interference if needed. Domestic agencies are not necessary unless of an urgent need."
"I would like for the American public to watch this video to understand how dangerous this is if the cartel is left unchallenged, and so are the people in the White House to make the decision that would either give us a chance to fight the cartel or to risk all of the Caribbean at the hands of the cartel."
"From what we saw from the Caribbean in 2016 and of this year. We can't leave the Caribbean, or else... There will be no culture, only the cartel will be permanently remembered in history. And the biggest losers of all, will be the ones who left them to die, it will be us... No denying the fact. What's it going to be? The needs of a few? Or the needs of the many?" Kayrin had made an ultimatum - Either give in and please the bureaucrats that wanted a cheap methods that will doom all of Central America to make them happy, or give up petty politics and to stop Scourge and destroy the last of his father's legacy...
I was thinking of putting up another episode that will cover Jet's own fate when it comes to pissing off Scourge after realizing that he attacked the cartel's only point of access to the federal agencies. But it will be for later, after all, there's no rush at all.