Year 1, December 27th: Hello everyone and welcome to M.N.S. (Mistral News Service) Today the Mistral Councils has announce that they should bring the old centralize system once more to lead the people of Mistral... Although the people's opinion weren't sure about the councils decision, but we'll have to wait and see
Year 1, December 31th: Mistral councils had force a new law for a time being... there will be curfew at 10pm to 6am. If the you were spotted by the military, you will be arrested... This law has everyone uncomfortable, but as the council have said that this will be for a time being while the council are rearranging the system.
Year 2, January 15th: Morning News people! Today's news is that there has been rumors... Mistral councils had made some kind of deal with an anonymous Company... Another rumors that the Mistral local miners had found a new source of material that could be some kind of new dust... the councils denied any rumors that they had any deal with the company nor that the there's a new source of dust within the mine... Next story we have...
Year 2, March 9th: A big announcement that there is large military recruitment and mass build of industry within Mistral... We weren't able to get the opinion from the people that were within the recruitment nor we can get any information from the people due to have mass patrols against us news reporters or journalists from interfering the people that are being recruit or employ within the industry... Word we have from the Mayor from main cities told us that they were now growing it's military and industry... Said that the Mistral Councils were hoping that it would rival the size of Atlas, if not technology.
Year 2, May 21th: Breaking News that there has been a large group of protesters marching from Kuchinashi... From our report, it says that the people were unhappy with poor working conditions... Paychecks that were given so low... The environment around industrial areas were polluted and damaging the farmlands and drawing the people away from it to work in the industry that they were hoping to earn more, causing the food to be scarce... And the Council refuse to do anything about it...
Year 2: October 29th: This message is from the Mistral Council that the half of Mistral population is now on full uproar and riots... against the the centralize system. The people were raising their voice that the council has force them into a slave labor within the industry and demand the justice against the council... Many protesters were injured by the police and military force due to the given order to use force (if not lethal)... The Huntsmen from the Haven Academy refused to be involve with politics... The Grimms are growing due negativity within the Mistral population... Huntsmen will be on full duty around the border to keep the Grimms out... Further more the Mistral Council had issue a whole Mistral Kingdom on lock down... No ONE gets in... No ONE gets out... No Interfering from other Councils... "We'll deal with the problem ourselves".
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[MESSAGE: PLAYING]
{-WARNING POOR CONNECTION-}
...*STATIC*...
Hello Everyone, if you are hearing this...
It's means It's over...
The Mistral Kingdom was at a Civil War...
And I don't expected myself to be forgiven...
But This...
This is the story...
Of how I died.
...*STATIC*...
[MESSAGE: END]
Undeground Base: South of Mistral
[Fuck! Sir, this is Lieutenant Barrow! We are under attack! Please get to the hanger get out of there sir!] Exclaimed the soldier from the walkie talkie as the Man listen in the Radio Control Room.
The Man continues to listen to the screams, the pain and gun fire mixed at the same time. His men were dying because of him. He brought this to them without realizing that the whole war was far more deeper, more Sinister then he had thought. He should have seen it behind those lies, he had suspicion about the war at first, but he was too blinded by his goal to finally bring peace to his people. It's one of the reason why he was here in the Radio Control Room, to announce the peace conference with his enemies, or at least at first when he intended to.
Because not a long ago when he plan to call for a peace conference, Someone he trusted had revealed the truth behind the civil war they, because he stumbled in a conversation he was not meant to hear of the true reason why this war still continues. Unfortunately he was discovered and they're are now coming for him, killing his men because of it.
[Sir! Can you hear me sir?!] Lieutenant Barrow said in the radio. [They're coming in close! Damn it! Where the fuck are they coming from?!]
[Lieutenant!] said another soldier in the radio. [I think I see them! They're clo- GAH!]
[Private? Private!... Fuck! We need to- AH!] before the Lieutenant could finished his sentence, it seems he's down as well.
The Man that was listening had witness it before during the attack and it filled him with rage of what they are using it on his men to get what They want, to keep the Secrets they don't want anyone to know. It disgust him so much he wished he could just put the bullet in that person's head... if only he could. But that person was many steps a head of him. That Person was someone he thought he could trust to win this war. He thought that He was his friend.
But unfortunately it was all a lie.
And now he is paying the price for believing Him.
And He is here to keep him silent, permanently.
And there's nothing Vincent Kimball could do.
He just wish he could see his daughter, Vanessa Kimball one more time, but knowing that if he died, she'll be the next Leader to lead the New Republic of Mistral (or the NORMS in short.) terrified of him that she'll be used and lied by That person. He can only pray that she could see through his lies and make it through him. But Vincent will not go down without dragging someone with him. So his only choice was to call for help from other Kingdoms that They try to keep them out for so long.
Vincent grabbed the microphone and began to send the message for help before He gets here.
*BOOM!*
Unfortunately a sudden explosion came from the sealed steel blast door far behind Vincent and as the Radio room now filled with smoke. Vincent scowled and cough as he wave away the dust smoke. Then a manic laughter came from the door clapping as he could hear a heavy metal footstep walking in to the room.
"Well, well. Speaking of the devil and prodigal son's returns. It is so good to see you Vincent."
"I could say the same to you." said Vincent glaring at the him as the dust smoke finally cleared, seeing the figure in front of him wearing some kind of Atlas advance armor.
"Ah but Vincent, I missed you so much."
"To finish me off you mean." said Vincent as he slowly hovered his finger above the red button behind him.
"Ouch, that's harsh man... Buuuut... I wouldn't do that if I were you, but yet again, the power is already off, so you won't be able to send the message."
Vincent silent curse himself as the figure before him now pointed a gun at him, of course they would cut the power, they wouldn't want anything getting out after all.
"Why?" Vincent quietly asked, causing the figure's head tilt to side in question.
"I'm sorry?"
"Why are you doing this?" Vincent asked again in anger.
"Well, you see Vinc. What i do is just business, but if you really wanna know, i can tell you-"
"Quit stalling and finish it." a deep voice came out of no where cutting the figure's sentence. Vincent tried to look around for the source of voice but found on one, but voice sound vaguely familiar to him for some reasons.
"Fine, I'll do this for you just this once. Sorry Vinc, my partner hates waiting seems like our little tea party is over. So, any last words?"
Vincent was silent for a moment and he began to open his mouth to speak. "I-"
*BANG!*
"Nope! Not interested!" the figure said gleefully as the monitor's now painted with red blood. "You know partner, now that I think about it. Why not tell little Kimball that daddy was killed by the CCM guys (short for Centralized Council of Mistral)."
"Are you done?' said a deep voice as the person now materializing out of thin air next the Figure.
"Yeah, yeah we're done. Now lets get out of here-" the figure stops for a moment and turn to look back at the monitor and a sinister smirked appeared beneath the helmet.
"What are you thinking?" the invisible person asked knowing that his parter is cooking up some insane plan that could jeopardize their work.
"Oh nothing, I was just wonder that we could send a message to somewhere random, someone specifically." the Figure said, the last part he kept it to himself. "Say, are there anymore survivors left in this facility?"
"No, they have all been eliminated."
"Aw, shame, I was hoping to bring someone terrified to send a voice massage. Guess I have to write it."
"Why are you calling in for outside help? That would ruin our mission."
"No, it won't. It will make our work more excellent, something that will give them hope for short moment and will horribly drop in despair once we take it from them."
The Invincible person looked at his partner. Knowing his personality, he's a psychotic killer, not a soldier. And he hated him, but he's a soldier and a professional, so he follows orders and work with his partner wether we like it or not. The Invincible person sigh. "What do you plan to do."
The Figure now turn to his partner, and beneath his helmet is a cheshire grin and he began to type on the monitor.
Soon, they'll pay for what they had done to him.
Unknown to them there's another invincible figure in the room hiding, watching and listening. Waiting for the right moment to strike.
And pray that everything will be alright and that 'He' can turn back to who he once was.
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