Sitting in the back of his limousine, Iamthey was heading to the only place where he could learn the truth. "To Council chamber, my lord?" His driver, José asked. "No, take me to the Slums." The driver gave a strange look.
The city was divided into three parts - the north, the middle, and the south. The north was the residence of the wealthy and powerful. The middle, the Middle class, and the south the Slums. Upon reaching the filthy streets of the south, he directed the driver to a small, clean, intact building. It was just a small house to the family that lived there, but underneath was one of the most extensive archives in the city - in the world. Only seven government positions were allowed inside. Emperor, the 5 Hierarchs and the Head of Council. As he approached the doorstep, he realized how awkward this would seem to the family. A high government official who rides in limos. Now standing on the doorstep of a house in the slums, also demanding entrance. As he knocked on the door, a light came on from inside (this was one of the few homes with electricity, because of its fortunate location). As the door opened, an older man answered the door. He gave Iamthey a strange stare, not realizing who he was at fist. "Hello, I am the-"
"I know who you are! What do you want?!" the man spat. Most government officials developed a certain level of arrogance, and in most cases would have smacked the guy or threatened him. Iamthey, realizing that arrogance was not the correct move, replied apologetically "Sir, I am terribly sorry to disturb you and your family, but I must enter your home for a moment."
"Why can't your type just leave us folk alone." The man said sadly realizing that by law the Head of Council/Bungie lord was entitled to enter any residence he wished, and even if the law did not provide he still could.
"Thank you, I will not take a moment of your time." As Iamthey entered he headed toward the standard fireplace, and reached to press the button, disguised as a brick. As he did, the inner fire area lifted and raised up into the chimney, and Iamthey descended down into the library. The high vaulted ceilings reflected the bluish tint of the forever blue flames that lined the walls. Iamthey walked to the nearest terminal, and began searching for info on the Separatists and Count Confusion. Beside him was one of the few log books that still existed (mostly everything was digital). He glanced at it, then looked back at the screen. Only one notation came up. An official action of a ninja.

Blanket ban of Separatists - Log entry one subject Seps
Count Confusion and the Seps were all given a one month blacklist on 5/04/06 due to their raids and other actions.

"They were all banned. It has been almost two mon-" A Silver blade flew threw the air, passing directly past his right ear and landing on directly on part of the page (of the log book). Iamthey ripped the knife out of the page, and the name above the tear caught his eye.

TheVoiceofReason status-executed

"That cant be right; he was discharged from the council." These books were never wrong on these issues. Two problems had just risen. One - Dogbert had kept the current war a secret. Second - TheVoiceofReason was executed...
In his familiar voice, "I see you have finally arrived." It was Matthew-Kaine. "And now you know Dogbert has betrayed you as well."
"You were dead, and so is my predecessor."
"You didn't think I would let a bomb kill me, did you? And you might want to pay the ex-Head of Council a visit."
"Where? He's dead..."
"On the contrary, he's right upstairs. Oh and can I borrow that." pointing toward the knife in Iamthey hand.
"Sure..."
"Thanks, you might want to go now."
Iamthey confronted TheVoiceofReason, and after learning about the war, and Dogbert's reasons for isolating HA, he knew that he had to talk with him in person. He thanked the man and went out to his limo. "Odd, the driver was not outside the car waiting as usual." Not thinking anything of it, Iamthey opened the back door, and slipped in. "Take me to the Council chamber." No response. "Did you hear me?" Suddenly, a glint of light reflected.
"Hello, Iamthey, I have been expecting you." There sat Count Confusion, wiping a small knife.
"What are you doing here?"
"Don't run, look in to the ally across the street." There in the shadows stood two Seps. "I expect you are just learning of the war. Dogbert has made it a mission of his to keep High Alliance isolated. Are you really going to continue serving that lying bastard, continue running his city while 'innocent' Elites are dying?"
"Why do you hate the Elites so much?" Iamthey questioned.
"Most people know that the Elites are not planning to take over, which is the reason for his war. But why do I hate them? I hate them because they are so mind numbingly stupid. They are complete dumbasses, and need to be eradicated."
"Good point, but never the less I am not going to flip for you; in this existence I have power, people listen, I get what, I control the council. To flip for you would be a move to sell myself into slavery. And I am not a slave, especially to a doomed leader such as yourself."
"Not a slave?" He laughed hysterically. Yes you are, although you may not know that you are just one of Dogbert's pawns, just like you Council, just like his Hierarchs. These peasants have more freedom than you." He pointed toward a peasant on the street. "You may not have the power or freedom with Dogbert, but you are a slave to your image. Every last thing you do is watched, and attacked by people who disagree. If you join me, you will be able to end this sickening rein of Elites."
"Confusion, I agree that a lot of the Elite leadership is stupid, but I am not getting myself or HA involved."
"So be it, Elite," Confusion said as he threw his knife toward imathey. Snap! Iamthey broke into dust and blew out threw the cracked window.
He materialized in Dogbert's office, with both desert eagles drawn. To his surprise, there stood Flamestarter and ODST-SGT, all armed. Dogbert looked up and said "Iamthey, Help me for God sake." Immediately taking advantage of the enemies surprise, Iamthey raised both handguns, took aim at both of their heads, and fired. Lowering his weapons, he approached Dogbert. "Now,
your highness, I believe it is time we talk. Does the name Count Confusion ring a bell?"