Monday. Judgment day. The day where the world trembled on the brink of what could be another full-scale war. The International Senate was basically more busy than usual with nerves and chattering skyrocketing in all leaders, advisors, and diplomats. All of the major empires and city-states have appeared in front of the Senate, as well as many spectators and journalists. Emotions run high during these troubling times, with the nuclear missile crisis across Germany and Japan, and the Indian war against the Zulu kingdom. Massive droves of delegates arrived mostly wearing formal black morning clothes, most of which were the German, Greek, and Japanese delegations. Prince Loud Kiddington enters from inside the senate halls and calls to the attention of the delegates. The delegates clammer into the senate halls with the press coming in full. The delegates continue to chatter and, in an act of controversy, one more figure enters the senate, a figure no one expected to enter the building. It was Regne Houshakuji, the foreign advisor for Empress Malty. The Senate was up in a quarrel, why now of all times did any Roman delegation appeared in front of the senate? Prince Loud calls the Senate to order.

"Fellow delegates. I have called this emergency meeting of the International Senate, for these are grave times we are facing. We must decide... we must decide on an emergency resolution to declare a coalition war against the aggressive Roman Empire and their allies. Thousands of people have been killed because of the recklessness of the Roman military, who have dropped two nuclear bombs as of yesterday. Right now, Rome has declared a surprise war against the Germans and the Japanese. The Indians have also declared war against the Zulu Pride Lands. With the threat of war looming over the continent of Eurasia and Africa, we will now take reasons for or against war, and perhaps given the surprise of the delegates here, they will have a chance to defend themselves". The first one of these leaders was King Simba of the Zulu Empire. A regal lion of orange and red fur. The lion is fuming at the ponies who are invading them.

"I know I am not one of the major powers, but I must condemn the actions of the Pony's Republic and The Empire of Rome. My people are being slaughtered by the thousands as we only have swords and spears and they have rifles and bombers. I can not express both anger and disconcertment I feel right now". Chairpony Twilight Sparkle just sighs in disgust. The rest of the chamber is in uproar against the Ponies.

"We have our right to do so" exclaimed Foreign Minister Rarity. "I do not see how any nation with the most hideous and backward technology aim to continue to live on in this century".

"You were the same as us!" Exclaimed Simba. "You too had only spears and swords until you struck a deal with the Romans. Now you are obliterating the Pridelands with your machines, plus, you have broken numerous treaties we had as well as those upheld by this very senate. I warn this senate that if no proper action is taken against aggression, you shall hear from us no more".

"Well that's fine. No one wants to hear from you anyway". The delegates shout furiously at Minister Rarity's remarks. "And as for all of you, what gives you the right to say anything on the matter. Ethiopia, the Germans. The Incan Empire, the Americans. China! The damned Russians, Japanese, and English. You are all imperial aggressors. Raging wars against these nations back in the 18th century". Rarity left out the imperial colonies that Rome had apparently. "Do you think that if they had allied with nations who had access to stronger weapons? You can not be hypocritical of us when you all took part in this action. I do not think that this is very fair. Therefore, it is our decision that we withdraw from this capitalist, disorder-loving, globalizing, ass-kissing organization". The delegates again rage against the delegation of Ponies who began to stand up from their seats, before Prince Loud calls the Senate to order.

"Madame Rarity, Chairpony Twilight. I am afraid that is against the protocol of this organization. When you signed the treaty back in the 1990s, you are made a member for life and are not allowed to leave this organization.

"Well, make us stay. You jerks can not make us stay any longer" shouted The minister of defense General Rainbow Dash. "We will not hear this any longer. We know that you are not enforcing your policies anyway you cowards. I dare you to bring your military to our shores. I dare you to drop bombs on our cities. I know you won't do it because you are cowards. Simple as that. We will not stand with cowards". The delegates of India began to leave in droves with shouts from the other delegates. The Indians have officially withdrawn their support of the organization. Leaving Renge to defend her countries decisions.

"Ms. Houshakuji" Prince Kiddington continues, as King Simba sits down. "Explain why you are supporting India's aggression against the Zulu Pridelands? Doesn't the empress hate communism?"

"She hates the inferior race even more. The animal and anthro race is a vicious bloodsucking race. They should be eradicated at all costs". The Senate is again in outrage over her racist remarks. The demi-human population has been persecuted for years and all she can say was continuing the Roman status quo.

"Hold up! If you hate Demi-humans so much, then why the hell would your bitch empress make agreements with the ponies?"

"The ponies are our honorary friends. They share our beliefs in the world. Which I can't say for all of you". More shouts from the senate can be heard.

"Ms. Houshakuji, We need to talk about how your empress can launch two nuclear missiles without a formal declaration of war AND under treaties signed by the empress herself?" Asks Monsuier Kuyoya Ootori.

"Her Graciousness does not approve of treaties forced upon by this establishment. She has been an outspoken opponent for these unfair against our wishes". Again more uproar continues in the senate. If they were against it, then why are they even here? Renge continues.

"Now, I will ask the questions here. First the wretched President of France". She angrily looks over at the French delegation, particularly President Tamaki Suoh. "I know that you are holding our escaped slaves from us. You think we don't know who escapes and where they are? We know that you won't give her back. But I will offer that chance. Or else..."

"Or else what!?" shouted Prime Minister Fujioka. "We won't give you anything that would betray freedom".

"You have what is rightfully ours. You can't just keep our slaves. We will use force if we have to". More shouts keep on coming. "I can see through all of this hypocrisy. You all talk of freedom, but you won't even let us do what we please".

"That is because what you do is dangerous to the community!" shouts Prime Minister Mustang. "Your empress had no right to not only kill Prince Edward, you nuked Warsaw in full violation of the charter of the International Senate".

"We never participate in these damn meetings. We never wanted representation in this institution that ties us to the ideals of the so-called democratic governments. We do not want to be ruled by misogynist, anti-matriarchial, so-called religious men who think they own the world. We did Germany a favor. We did Japan a favor. We are doing This senate a favor. WE are teaching all nations not to mess with female leaders". The delegates shout confusion as she lays down fallacies, changing the subject and clause.

"Ms. Houshakuji, we do not see why what you are saying coincides with your empress nuking Warsaw and Pyongyang?". Renge ignores the question from Prince Loud.

"Do you remember the Spanish Empire under Queen Candace Flynn?". A confused silence falls upon the senate. "I didn't think so. It is not a pretty story that this senate would tell you. A tale of western imperial powers taking advantage and conquering the Iberian Peninsula from the Spanish. Let me tell you that without strong women like our glorious empress, there would be no peace on earth".

"But aren't you imperialists yourselves?" said President Ned Flanders.

"At least we admit that we are imperialists. The whole world must understand that a world under Her Graciousness would be a most wonderful world indeed. No meddling with international affairs. Let me tell you". Renge stands up from her desk. "This international senate is no longer needed. For the world belongs to Rome. The world belongs to her Graciousness. You will all rue the day when you messed with Empress Malty S Melromarc. I will never be here ever again, for we will never be subjected to foreign rule ever again". She takes her briefcase and leaves the senate with angry remarks being made from all sides of the aisle. Prince Loud calls the senate to order.

"Delegates. It is clear that what we are dealing with is not one that we have seen in years. Rome has become dangerous for the world to handle. We must do what we have done to Spain back in the Second International Catastrophe, for they too were on the verge of world conquest. It is time we vote, a vote for the declaration of war against Rome and her allies. We will count the votes of Germany, Japan, Zulu, and Greece as votes for war, for by default they are already at war against Rome and India. The other delegates must make their voice clear on the issue of war! I will now call for individual votes from each empire starting with America".

"Yes!"

"Yes, 100%!"

"Hell no bro!"

"Anything that our president says goes!"

"By the powers of God, yes!"

"The delegation from England".

"Yes!"

"We have no choice".

"Of course!"

"As monarch of the British Empire, to protect our people, we too declare war". This goes on for the rest of the delegates from the empires and city-states. At the end of the counting, the results are clear for everyone. 40 - 2.

"It is now decided. The International Senate and the allies of the organization will end this turbulent age of peace, and formally declare war on Rome and its allies. We have declared a fourth International Catastrophe. We will have military troops ready at all points. Our colonies, by borders, at sea, and in the air. We shall not see the light of peace until we eradicated the evil that is the Roman Empire". With that, the emergency meeting of the International Senate closed, delegates discussed the new call of war coming. Dark clouds of war have fallen upon the world once more. But on the other side of the world, back in Rome, there was celebration among the aristocracy and officials. War has come and it was their turn to take over the world. Empress Malty gathers people in the almost completed Notre Dame Cathedral where she plans to bring luck and strength to the military forces protecting Rome. Being not only the Empress of Rome but the head of the Three Heroes Church. She wishes to bring God's wrath upon the other nations of the world, for war is their business and victory is the only option. Dressed in the most elaborate of robes, Malty addresses her people, the followers of the church at the altar of the unfinished cathedral.

"My loyal subjects. Fellow worshippers. The evil corrupted organization of the International Senate has declared war upon our glorious empire and with extension, Our pious Three Heroes, the saviors of our land!". The cult of aristocrats that empress Malty created were booing at the thought of the Senate interfering with their lives. "They think that they could mess with our way of life and our glorious empire? Well, I must now ask our Three Heroes for a glorious victory in war. Our empire is expanding and the Senate is redundant to our cause". As she continues her rants, one of her servants brings in a crying baby (which was taken from his Roma mother a few days ago) and places her on the altar. An awful ungodly ritual was about to begin.

"I will offer a heathen to the Three Heroes as a sacrifice to the Three Heroes which will ensure our victory! May God and his Three Heroes the protectors of our empire grant us a swift victory over our enemies and protect us from all that would try to rob us". She gets a gold dagger with cheers of the aristocracy in the background. She raises her and repeatedly stabs the crying baby several times, blood splattering all over the altar as slowly but surly the baby dies from his wounds.

"And with this sacrifice, may God bless us in the call of war. May God bless our empire, and may the Three Heroes protect us from our enemies!". With those final shouts, the aristocracy cheers harder, as they too think victory is theirs. The clouds of war have engulfed the world. No one will know if it will clear in their lifetime, but one thing is for certain. War is here.

-End of Chapter Twenty-

-End of Part One-