I was informed that an emergency meeting had been called at the European Parliament barely a couple of hours before it started. Apparently, it was France's doing. He wanted us to meet as soon as posible. So I had to leave what I was doing (I was trying to follow an Internet tutorial on how to make White sauce) and set everything ready.
That was not a meeting like the previous ones. We were only three nations in there. The others had business to take care of or, disappointed, they were not going to lose time with 'useless meetings'. It was really depressing to go there and only see uniformed politicians. It was an extremely calm gathering, but the fact that there were no screams, no arguments, no exaggerated laughs...How grim.
France was there, of course, but what really attracted my attention was that England was by his side.
I didn't know what he was doing in there. He was not a member anymore. He had been so eager to leave the Unión, he was in such a hurry, I didn't understand why he was there. I supposed after his brother Sealand's slaughter he had seen himself as weak and needed external help to defend himself. It is known how many people act like they are independent until problems arise. But by France's side? When they were like cat and dog? But then France took the floor and distracted me from that question:
"I have summoned you here, ladies and gentlement, because it seems evident that the One World Nation Movement has won. Yes. They have won. Don't look at me like that. They have us hanging on to each of their moves. Only hearing of them makes us tremble with fear. You only need to look around you: how many nations do you see here? You hadn't brought them out of fear. Because they are afraid themselves. Why bothering, right? If something has to be done, that's what the Triumvirate is for. The rest of us can lock ourselves up at home, away from the accusatory eyes of the people, to wait either that they are extermined like cockroacher or for our own people to turn their backs on us. Because, well, what else can we do? It is too late to change. All of those things they accuse us of it one hundred percent true.
» Look at me and you will see my hands are stained with blood. I, who talked so much about freedom, have trafficked with slaves. I did unspeakable things in Algeria. During the revolution, which one you glorify so much, not only did I see thousands and thousands of heads Rolling, I also witnessed how the put the corpses in indecorous postures, and I laughed! And the time when the man who ended with all that, Napoleon, I don't know if you know who I am talking about, made me fight against my friend Spain and restored the ancient regime. As for my people, who fred me from the Axis, not before doing some looting, violating some guarrantees of the prisoners and violating in the common sense of the Word...And I am sure I left something out. What about you, England, my friend? Tell them what you've done."
"We could spent here all morning, but I'll only say I built my empire on the blood and sweat of others. I repressed my colonies harshly, using all methods it took, as abominable as they could be, I starved many, it is my fault there was an Apartheid in Africa and, yes, I also had slaves, not only black. Like everyone else, by the way…"
"The movement is right. Why saving us, after what we've done? It would be better to forget that we once existed and erasing all trace of our atrocities. But here we are. For some reason, we haven't turned into dust yet. I hoped I did, once. I couldn't stop thinking that maybe, maybe they were right and it was time to pay the Price. I secluded myself at home and waited for it. It had to be son, I said to myself. And when the attacks occured and innocent people were hurt, I thought they had more reason than ever to hate me. But the end never came. The agony never ended. And then my people, my marvellous people...defended me. They considered my life was worth it. After all. Knowing my past...
»They made me understand. They know our history and still love us. They love us because we represent a part of their souls. We are living heritage. Voices from ancient times live inside of us. The necessity to remember is more powerful than forgetting...After all, even though you try to deny it, we have shaped you in what you are today…You are the way you are today partly because of us. We were your masters. Even if we never met personally. I believe, if I may say so...we were created so you could face yourselves through us...It is not always something ugly. There are also pretty things to rescue from the pile of bad things...
» Gentlemen, ladies, if the rising of the movement has achieved something, it is the reversal of the system. This time, it was us, the nations, who have faced you, the citizens. Our life has always been in your hands, but it is now when we have seen you have the power to make us disappear. You have made us face the errors we have tried to hide under the carpet. And I say the One World Nation Movement won the battle, because the old world has disappeared. That world where everything was resolved with injustice and blood spilling. Just like after the last world war the attrocities commited frightened us so much we have done all possible to be more human since then, now we Will use our repulse to those who kill our children, pave their way to an utopia with innocent blood, to join together and defend our marvellous differences.
»But we can't fight as we have been doing until now, from hate. It must be done from love. From humanity. That is why my friend England and I are asking you for your collaboration to end this matter once and for all. The whole continent joining forces, members or not of the Unión, to stop the movement, protect our citizens and show them we might not be perfect, but we will always do everything necessary for our people.
I must say something about France: that confounded man knows how to appeal to the masses. He made the whole room stand up and applaud. Even England, who, as one famous actress once said, wouldn't have peed on him if he was on fire, did. He whispered a few things into his ear and France nodded with a smile. Cameras filmed everything, from the discourse to those friendly words with the man who was once his mortal enemy. Millions of people saw that. Thanks to social media it spread like wildfire.
And people started to take action.
