Chapter 12
The whole world was shocked about that what happened in New York. Worldwide the news showed the pictures of the destroyed neighborhood in the middle of the city. Dozens of buildings were destroyed, burned or damaged. After the attack in Oklahoma City just six weeks before this was one of the worst disasters ever. Officially 121 people where dead and forty went missing. One of them was Mandy Feldman, who has been found in the Magical-World.
Angry people stood around of the Huntsclan headquarter and shouted. With stones and self-made weapons they tried to enter the building. After the most leaders were arrested the people where now really mad on the newbies who followed their instructions without any trace of reason. Slowly the people found out whom the newbies really where: criminals, people with social-problems, and other people nobody really liked. They had no family, many enemies, liabilities and now... many problems.
The newbies on the seven ships whom patrolled around the islands meanwhile had no clue what was going on. They had no TV's or radios and no contact to the other people they know. Just the leaders knew what happened and they were the only ones who had contact with the other ships. And now they had a decision to make. What now...
at the same time...
An American military-jet was on the way from Hawaii to the Islands. They wanted to know now what was really going on, on the islands. As fast as possible the jet flew with its two pilots to the islands. Meanwhile, the president was on the way back to America. In the conference-room of the Air Force One the president talked via phone with a scientist who investigated the dead magical-creature which was found near the explosion-scene.
"Mr. President... this creature is really not like that what the Huntsclan explained us. He wore clothes, had a wallet and even an ID-card..." the scientist said and surprised the president.
"Really... He has a name?" the president asked.
"Yes, wait I read what is standing on the ID-card: Democratic Socialism Republic of New York... Thomas Handerson, birth March 12th 1953 in Manhattan-City..."
"Socialism Republic? And what is meant with Manhattan-City?" the president asked confused. "Did you find anything else?"
"Yes, a photo in the wallet! Looks like this creature had a family... on the photo I see a woman and three little creatures, it's children maybe."
"O my gosh!" the president said. Slowly he start to realize that this creatures had a society. A modern society and that they were not so primitive how the Huntsclan said. Then he remembered the report of the boy from Tennessee who transformed into a dragon. This creatures lived along with them. For so long time... it was a mistake to trust the Huntsclan!
"Mr. President, are you listening?"
"Yes... talk further."
"In his wallet I found a banknote... a banknote of One Roublar but someone stamped the words 'Invalid due to inflation' on it."
"Roublar? Inflation?" the president said. "This creatures have a modern system. I call you back..." the president said and hang off. Immediately he called his debutants. "Hello, order the total prohibition of the Huntsclan..."
In Guangseng, Jake meanwhile could move his arm without pain again. But he still felt weak. Like every dragon on the island. Nobody knew how it looked outside. But the fact that they had a working phone in the house was good for everyone. When the city was build... the people decide to lay 'normal' energy and phone lines threw the houses. If the magic is ever lost, the people could use normal energy like everyone in the humans-world use. But slowly the oil was running out. In the midlands meanwhile the people still tried to live their life further. But everywhere it was too difficult. The curfew prevent that the population freaked out.
Jake sat next to his wife on their mattress and their son lay between them. His wife just returned from a call with Trixie.
"She told that there was a Huntsclan-attack in New York. More than one hundred people are dead!" Jake's wife told and Jake was shocked.
"Oh my gosh... when will the people realize that the Huntsclan is the evil-side of this war?" Jake asked and shook his head.
"It looks like that already happened... someone found out that the Huntsclan kidnapped children and the people hate them since weeks." she said and Jake and all others who heard it where relieved.
"Hey..." Grigorj started to say. "The people in your country... do you think they will help us?"
"I have no clue! But now we can be sure that they prohibit the Huntsclan!" Jake said.
"Will they join the war?" the mother of the leprechaun-family asked.
"Sure... the American's are experts in fighting wars in other countries!" one of the werewolf children said.
"Who told you that?" Jake asked shocked.
"Korea,... Vietnam,... Japan,... Bosnia,..." the young boy said.
"Okay... Okay... maybe we are experts in fighting in other countries...?" Jake said reluctantly.
"And don't forget the cold-war!" Grigory said. "In school they told us that you began it..."
"What is that... a political-discussion?" Jake's wife asked angrily. "May we discuss later who is the bigger dictator? Do you understand what's going on now in the humans-world... We have a chance now!"
There was a chance now. A little chance... but there was something. And their first chance arrived in that moment: The pilots of the military-jet had eye-contact with Tagtra Island... the smallest island in the north-east of the area.
"I see houses... let's fly deeper!" the co-pilot said and the jet start to decrease.
The houses they saw where part of Tagtra Gorad (Tagtra Town). The capital of this island. A small town which was a very popular place for tourists. Now many parts of the city where destroyed. The wide suburbs across the hills where now just big heaps of wooden debris. The jet flew deep and slow so that the pilots could make photo's and transmit them to their headquarters.
"General, do you see this?" the pilot said threw the radio and the General could all see on Hawaii on a big screen.
"Houses... streets, cars..." the general said shocked. "That is no monster-island. For me this is a normal island. Fly further!"
The pilots flew above the island and finally saw someone. A group of people, all looked like humans. The both men inside the jet where shocked. For them, that where humans. When the jet arrived the other side of the island and saw more damaged towns. The jet was now above the Batutinkjy bay. Then they saw a ship of the Huntsclan. The ship shot on the coast town of Gharinmaro on the other side of the bay. The ship shot on senseless places near the suburbs.
"They shoot on civilians!" the co-pilot said threw the radio. "We see many fires! Many woods on this islands are destroyed. Looks like here many wood-fires destroyed the islands. On the other side is a much more destroyed and much bigger city."
The leaders saw the jet flying above them and where shocked. This was a jet of the US-army.
"Tell our newbies that this is a fake of this creatures and that they should shoot on it." the captain of this ship shouted and just two minutes later the first missile was fired at the jet.
The pilots immediately reacted and decreased rapidly. The missile passed the jet and flew further to explode somewhere above the midland. When the jet flew just 200 feet above the ground the pilots saw people between the damaged one-family-houses in the suburbs. The jet immediately increased again and the second missile passed the jet just a few meters.
"General... the Huntsclan is shooting at us. They shoot with missiles." the pilot said very fast threw the radio.
The American's saw all on the screen. They were shocked. That was now an attack on the United States. The Huntsclan leaders knew... if this jet returns to its launch point, the Huntsclan would be exposed as evil. The Huntsclan didn't knew that it was too late for them and that the army saw everything live. The jet meanwhile arrived the borders of Batutinkjy and flew over the tops of the hills. Behind the hills was the small town of Vurkala. Till now a very safe place. Since the war began nobody got injured in this valley. Here many refugees from the coastlines hid. But now it was over... the safe time. The third missile hit the left wing of the jet and then it start to spin down to the ground.
"MAYDAY, MAYDAY..." the pilot could just scream before the pulled the handle for the ejection seat.
During the pilots where threw out the jet start to break apart. The pilots where safe but the debris of the jet smashed down all over Vurkala. The weapons they had aboard explode and destroyed several buildings in the centre.
In the military-station the others were shocked. For them that was a declaration of war by the Huntsclan. Both thought that the both pilots aboard where dead. What they didn't knew was that both where alive and land with their parachutes in Vurkala. The local population just looked in fear on the both survivors. The population of this small town and all refugees where really mad now. Their town was in fire, many people where dead or injured now.
The both men looked into the faces of the mad, weak and powerless faces of the people here and slowly realized that the population of the islands where in a really bad condition now. And now they were a part of it...
In Guangseng it was a quiet night now. Today was June 11th. Day 116! The Huntsclan saved it's ammunition now. They just fired when they saw something moving. In the news the population was informed that they should hide every time. It was just allowed to leave to get water. Jake walked up and down in the basement. All others slept. But Jake couldn't sleep. He had a meeting with Spud and Frederick who where outside now. Jake walked upstairs and entered the courtyard. Spud stood with a big bottle of water and a curb of apples next to the heavy gate to the street.
"Hey, how are you?" Spud asked worried and handed him both things.
"Well... how it is... It's difficult to explain!" Jake answered before Frederick entered the scene.
"Spud... It's time!" he said and both prepared to leave.
"What are you going to do now?" Jake asked.
"We go to the harbor-district!" Spud told. "The most important thing to do now is prevent that this punks enter the islands."
"How many are captured yet?"
"Around two hundred!" Frederick said. "That's less. Maybe they are now afraid... because we let just 5 return to scare them."
"But the leaders will do everything now... they are exposed. The world will never support them anymore!" Jake said and remembered what his wife told him after her call with Trixie. "I wish I could do something!"
"Jake you can't!" Spud said and hold his friend on his arm. "Your powers are switched off. You got hardly injured after it..."
"I know but..." Jake began before he realized that his wife stood behind him.
"Jake..." she said afraid and Jake turned to look on her.
She looked terrible. She lost more than 25 pounds. Her face and her hairs where dirty. She had bags under her eyes and she looked like a anorexic. Her dress had holes and stains.
"Hey, I thought you slept?" Jake said and hugged her.
"Please... don't go. I need you!" she said and start to cry.
Jake understood her situation and promised not to go. Spud remembered that he had something for her.
"I took this for you from a pharmacy. That's valerian. That's help to sleep." Spud told and handed it to Jake's wife. "Take something. That helps you. You need some sleep."
"Thank you!" she said short and both walked to their basement.
"Wait!" Spud said and handed an envelope to Jake's wife. "Take this, but don't open it now, please!"
"What do you mean?" she asked him.
"You will know when it is time to open it! Trust me!" Spud said and walked with Frederick away.
Meanwhile, the president of the United States arrived in a press-conference. Around one hundred reporters from all news-agencies where there. When the president arrived all start to yell their questions. The president lift his hands to calm down the people so that he could start to talk.
"Ladies and Gentleman... On January 14th, a dragon crashed into a market in Germany. On this way we found out that magical-creatures are living with us. So we trust the Huntsclan-organization!" the president said and looked into the cameras. He was live in the whole world.
Trixie sat in her living room and watched the press-conference. She was worried. She hadn't the phone number of her friends in Guangseng. She had to wait for their next call. Than the president talked further.
"One week ago... more than one hundred people died in a terrorism-attack in Manhattan. That proved some results of long time investigations that the Huntsclan is a terror-organization..."
Immediately the people in the hall stood up and bombarded the president with questions.
"Why nobody realized it?" someone asked.
"Please quiet... please... We have no clue how the Huntsclan could blend us so much? But one thing we can say! We are now on the side of this creatures!" the president said.
Several reporters were shocked others start to ask again. Trixie yelled happily.
"Why?" was the only understandable question from the mass of reporters. The president lift his hands again to show the reporters that they have to be quiet.
"Because we found out that this creatures have a own society as like as our one. The Huntsclan blinded us and all people in our world in any way. Yesterday a military-plane was flying above the islands in the pacific, where the Huntsclan is operating. They saw modern cities and many 'humans'. Than the jet was shoot down by the Huntsclan and crashed on one of the islands. Both pilots died..."
Trixie was shocked. She knew many pilots in the army.
"The magical-creatures have a own society with modern political-systems, currencies and technology." the president said and lift a plastic-bag with the ID-card, the magical-banknote and the photo. "This items we found in a wallet the creature, which was found under the debris near the exploded restaurant, had in its pocket. It proves all theories about..."
Trixie was relieved. And all other people in the humans-world who already knew the truth too. Although it was a terrible disaster, this terrorism-attack was a point of affliction in this senseless war. During the press-conference was airing the police across the whole country start to arrest all members of the Huntsclan. Several newbies where so ashamed about themselves that they committed suicide. In suicide notes they told things like: 'I'm sorry magical world!' or 'I can't live with the fact that I'm a terrorist!'. The most found a family in the Huntsclan. But this so called family just used them as tools. And slowly everyone started to believe it. But unfortunately the newbies on the ships around the islands didn't.
In a control room of the ship in the Batutinkjy-Bay the three leaders sat in front of a small TV and watched the president's press-conference.
"...that China and Russia are willing to help us to tidy up this world from the real monsters: 'The Huntsclan.'!" the president finished and the reporters start to applaud.
The leaders changed to a Russian channel where the Russian president told the same to his country. This channel also aired some news-pictures of the arresting of the leaders of Huntsclan-Russia. The German television aired a photo of the dead dragon from the market from January. Under the photo where the words 'Rest in peace!'
All others on the ships had no clue what happened in the humans-world. Nobody had any contact with people outside the ships. Nobody of them knew that they were fighting on a losing position.
"It's over!" the woman in the round said. "They will be here and then..."
"It's not over!" the leader shouted. "Not yet! I have a plan!"
On the next morning, all newbies on all ships stood on deck and saluted. The leaders stood in front of them and talked to anyone. For the leaders the next days will be their last chance to kill as much as magical-creatures as possible.
"Listen..." the leaders said and everyone was listen. "In the next days, we will take the final hit. This creatures are now so weak that it is easy to slay them. Because that we will enter this islands now directly..."
During all start to cheer, Brad leaved the meeting and walked back to his cabin. Under his bed he hid a map and a backpack full of self-made bombs. Today was June 25th. Tomorrow he will join the team which will enter the islands. Several new missiles where launched and explode in abandoned buildings in Guangseng, Brad watched it and was satisfied. Tomorrow he will start his plan. He had a gun (the old police-gun of his father), bombs a map and the strong feeling that he will succeed. Brad pulled out his High-School-Year-Book and opened the page with a big photo of Jake and his friends. Brad laid the book on the table and pointed with the gun on Jake.
"Take this... monster... PENG PENG PENG!" he shouted and played with the unloaded gun...
On the islands maybe, Jake woke up in fear.
"What is with you?" his wife, who was already awake asked.
"I... have this feeling... something will happen..."
End of Chapter 12
The next Chapter already happened in the story 'Visiting the Visitors'. But I promise that it will be more interesting. Please review!
