Author's Note: Alright, I've had enough fun in well-known franchises. Now let's see if I can take an obscure 2008 video game almost NONE of you have heard of and elevate it to art :D
Chapter 1 - A Black Book From The Future
"To The Atlantic Republic Citizens of 2161,
I bring you glad tidings. The Atlantic Republic is destined to triumph over the genetically modified freaks of the Pacific. And in order to do so, we must complete the recursive time loop and give you this Death Note.
Allow us to explain. The Death Note is an item that is not of this world. It possesses the supernatural quality to kill anyone whose name is written in it, provided the writer has the victim's face in their mind. The default cause of death is a brain aneurysm, but you can specify others provided that they remain plausible.
For reasons too complicated to explain in this short letter, the Death Note is pivotal to our success. You must use it against Pacific Union President Andrew Duran first, as a demonstration of our might. Our historical records indicate this was the moment where the tide turned in our favor, and the human genome began to be restored to its natural place.
Please do what must be done to secure the future of our country and our species.
- The Unified Atlantic Administration, September 2344"
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The letter and the Death Note had appeared in front of the Atlantic Security Council during the middle of a meeting. Soon all major government bodies were informed of its contents, and the decision was made to test the Death Note's properties.
Taking out a 21st century pen, an Atlantic Republic soldier quickly wrote the following into the Death Note:
Andrew Duran
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PACIFIC UNION PRESIDENT ANDRW DURAN: Status report!
ADVISOR: The Midwest is still being contested heavily sir. We recommend providing additional funding to Project Genome so that we-
[collapse.]
ADVISOR: Mr. President?
[silence.]
ADVISOR: MR. PRESIDENT?!
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PACIFIC PRESIDENT DEAD! ATLANTIC CITIZENS CELEBRATE WIN AGAINST GENOME-SPLITTERS
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And thus Operation Reclamation began.
Chapter 2 - The Helpless Pacific
3 weeks later…
PACIFIC UNION PRESIDENT: How is this happening? Please tell me the idiots on the other side of the divide are using genetic modification for this…
PACIFIC DEFENSE SECRETARY: I wish it were that simple, Madame President. From what have been able to gather, the brain aneurysms that are crippling our government leadership are just that, brain aneurysms. We have no explanation for-
PRESIDENT: NO EXPLANATION?! You're the Secretary of Defense and you have no explanation?!
SECRETARY: With all due respect, Madam President, are you aware of ANY technology that allows a person or government to mass murder via untraceable brain aneurysms?
[silence.]
[anger.]
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Pacific Union Border City
Mark's genetically modified eyes widened in horror.
The Atlantic Republic was here.
Chapter 3 - Pressing The Offensive
Jet Brody was thoroughly enjoying himself.
Not only had his beloved Atlantic Republic finally been able to take the fight to the enemy, they were reclaiming territory for the first time in decades! The Atlantic Republic was expanding at the expense of the Pacific Union, and it was about damn time.
Even if he had NO idea how his government was pulling off all these assassinations.
Jet wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but even he found something suspicious about hundreds of simultaneous brain aneurysms. The sudden strike against the Pacific Union via these stealth kills had crippled the latter's government, which meant they were free to move in and restore order to these evil lands.
As soon as the Atlantic Republic conquered a territory, all genetic modification was immediately banned. Those with existing modifications were allowed to keep them but were subject to "superiority checks" to ensure they would not outcompete genetically pure Atlantic citizens. It galled him that these mutated freaks were allowed to live regardless.
And a lot of them weren't going to take this lying down. The Atlantic Army had already been called in to suppress several dozen riots, including one he was busy putting down right now.
"BARBARIANS!" One of the civilians, a young woman with blond hair, screamed at him. "THE GENOME IS THE FUTURE!"
He said nothing as he shot the civilian in the head, killing her instantly. Martial law had been in place in the Reclaimed Territories for two weeks and this woman knew damn well it was past curfew.
Jet wouldn't hear any excuses. The Pacific would be dragged back from its heresy, whether it liked it or not.
Chapter 4 - The Fall Of San Francisco
It was a beautiful city, marred by the undeniable scars of war.
The once-mighty Golden Gate Bridge had long since been blown to smithereens by countless Atlantic Republic missiles. Myriad historic buildings were now hollowed-out shells.
But thankfully, Atlantic Republic President Nora Martinez was confident that would end today.
"Well, it looks like you've won." The interim President of the Pacific Union, now likely the last person to hold that position, made no attempt to hide her despair.
"Don't be so glum," President Martinez said smugly. She felt the Atlantic Republic had won the right to be smug. "Your people will not be exterminated. They will simply be returned to their natural place."
"Barbarians," the Pacific President muttered, repeating the epithet that had become common for Atlanticans in the Pacific Union.
"I'd be careful about saying that," Martinez replied sharply. "The Atlantic Republic just passed a law making it a criminal offense to use the word 'barbarian' in that way. And once you sign that treaty, all of your former country will be our territory."
"A life of subjugation under genetic primitives. You should have just killed us all."
"No. You must be taught the error of your ways."
The Pacific President scowled, incidentally the second-to-last thing she did as Pacific President. "Let's get this over with."
And so the Pacific President signed the Pacific Union Instrument of Surrender, and what was once the United States was unified under one government once again.
Chapter 5 - Purifying The Genome
"Freak!"
"Mutant!"
Mark ran as fast as he could, but he knew the mob would catch up to him. When he tripped, he knew it was over.
"End of the line, Pacifician." The mob leader grinned viciously. "Time to die!"
And so Mark met his end as thousands of other Pacificans had since the end of the war: at the hands of an anti-genome modification mob.
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FROM THE UNION TO CANADA: EXPATRIATES FLOOD NORTH IN THE AFTERMATH OF ATLANTIC VICTORY
Vancouver (UP) - In a sign of the growing unrest and civil violence that is plaguing the former territory of the Pacific Union, an estimated two million genetically modified humans have fled north to the United Provinces of Canada to escape persecution.
"It's not safe down there," says refugee Mary Wu. "If you have silver eyes, they will send mobs after you."
Analysts say the violence has been made worse by the Atlantic Republic's decision to resettle many of its citizens in the former Pacific Union in an effort to hasten assimilation. All genome modification centers have been closed, but they are nonetheless a frequent target for vandalism…
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Epilogue: The World Is Next
22 years later…
ATLANTIC REPUBLIC UN AMBASSADOR: This outcome is unacceptable to us! Resolution 1564 MUST pass! GENETIC MODIFICATION IS AN ABOMINATION
UNITED NATIONS GENETIC MODIFICATION MEDIATOR: The ambassador is reminded that all votes of the Assembly are final-
AMBASSADOR: NO! We will not accept this outcome, nor will we accept the authority of the United Nations!
[shock.]
[pause.]
MEDIATOR: Ambassador, please carefully consider what you are about to do.
AMBASSADOR: I am. As of this moment, the United Republic of the Atlantic is officially withdrawing from the United Nations! If we cannot purify the genome by diplomacy, WE WILL DO SO BY FORCE!
[leaves.]
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Two months later the Atlantic launched its invasion of Canada, and the Global Genome War began.