Chapter 2

So here we have the second chapter.

Finally with very high-energy proofreading by SaisJamais. [22.04.2016]

2nd Lieutenant Itami watched as the private poured a fresh cup of coffee. He sighed.

„Well, everything ́s different now," Sometimes being a commanding soldier on the frontlines was a very awful fate.

„I fear that of this very moment we hold no longer any authority here." He told her. The person in question was the 2nd princess of the Empire, Pina Co Lada. She gulped. When Itami explained that the gate had shifted into another nation's borders, she couldn't begin to fully comprehend the consequences. What she understood was that her meeting with the ́Japanese Senate ́ was no longer possible. Maybe it was a good thing. It meant that these ́Self-Defence Forces ́ would not get any supply in material and manpower. Maybe a lucky development instigated by the gods? She was way too experienced to let relief crowd her thoughts yet, she was royalty.

„I hope the Americans will bring us some good coffee at least. I have enough of this ́coffee ́ here. A few burgers wouldn't ́t harm either." The attending soldier who had poured the coffee made a sorry expression.

́Burgers. That would be nice ́, Itami thought.

„This is no time for jokes, Lieutenant." He was scolded by his fellow Sergeant Karamura.

„We are talking about the Americans. Trump's America if I have to remind you." No he didn't need to. Shit. Shit. Shit

„Who are those Americans? Are they powerful? Truly they cannot be as powerful as your empire?" The princess spoke up for the first time.

„Oh boy." Itami dropped his head. The Sergeant made an expression that confirmed her fears. Shit.

„We would be lucky if we could stand a chance against them.."

„What do you mean by that?" She did not have a good feeling about that. Itami looked for help. The Sergeant looked away in annoyance. He looked for others until his eyes fixed on the private that had poured the coffee. When the private noticed his gaze, he flinched, beginning a stand off that would last for a few seconds until the private surrendered an explanation.

„Well... How do I begin," he tried to explain that what was the might of the US of A.

„They are pretty strong." Pina looked unconvinced. He tried again.

"Your highness surely remembers the air vehicles we used to save your city." Her nod made him continue.

„They were not exactly our inventions. All of them were of American origin. Same is true for 80 percent of our other equipment. Including the tanks." That was not good. Pina gulped.

„They not only have the best and most powerful weapons,but the most powerful army of our world. That stands true for the last 70 years. Around 70 years ago we fought a war against them, we were defeated when they nuked us. 40 years later the only nation that met their strength collapsed Since then, they have been the unrivaled world power." No need to tell her that we are talking about outdated equipment on our side.

„Nuked?" Of course she would not know. The private nodded.

„You don't want to know, trust me." Itami interrupted.

Pina gulped. This was bad. So very bad.

„That's not the worst thing, actually." Itamis Sergeant joined the conversation.

„What could you possibly mean by that?" Pina had enough revelations for today.

„They also differ from us on a very fundamental level, princess. You probably would not know, but our country is known for its peaceful approach. We are not even allowed to wage war. Except for self-defence measures, of course. The Americans are different. They wage war constantly. They torture. They destroy nations. They kill innocents. They even used the nuke on us."

Pina was shocked. And what is this ́Nuke ́? More importantly, what weapon could cause an empire such as the Japanese to surrender in one use? ́

„It gets worse, highness." WHAT could make America any worse than that?

„A year ago, they at least had some semblance of times are over. Nowadays they literally don ́t give a fuck anymore. They want you gone. You disappear. That is the truth you are to face, princess Pina Co Lada." Itami warned her. Poor girl. Must be hard for her.

„A word of advice, your highness. Don ́t mess with remember the incident with Itami being... ́messed with ́

?" She gulped. Of course she remembered. That incident was the very reason she wanted to appeal to their senate.

„If he had been an American. Your empire would have been dust by now." Shock. Utter shock was painted on her face.

„Can ́t you help us in all of this?"

„No."

„No."

„No."

Her question was answered by all attending soldiers likewise.

„We don't want to end in Guantanamo Bay, princess." Itami explained to her. The other two nodded, not that she understood the meaning behind his words.

"Lieutenant, the US Army has arrived. President Trump is with them." A nameless soldier had interrupted another of Rory's 18+-approach on Itami.

"Tss." Rory had to end her 7th attempted assault. Itami sighed in relief. Standing up to collect the amount of pr ide that was left. That relief was soon washed away, when he remembered the reason for his rescue. Shit. The US Army. SHIT!

TRUMP!

"Oh, they are here. I hope they are as funny as you guys." Rory gleamed with excitement. That would not end well.

"Rory. Listen well." His face turned serious. Rory was caught in surprise.

"Rory, don't... I repeat DON'T mess with them. They are not the joking kind of people. And most important. DON'T mess with their leader. DON ́T MESS WITH TRUMP." Rory made a questioning expression.

"But where would the fun be in that?"

"Rory. Don ́t. I am very serious. They are nothing like us.

" The demon goth goddess looked unconvinced. Even then she nodded. She wanted to meet this Trump as soon as possible. To stump him into place could promise to be very fun.

́I hope this ends well. ́

"All of the women on The Apprentice flirted with me - consciously or unconsciously. That's got to be expe-

..."

"We have set up camp, Mister President." Trump was interrupted in his ́conversation ́ with Fritz by a soldier. Fritz showed relief. Both looked over the terrain. The different branches of the armed forces had finished setting up camp around the gate. The last tank had arrived. The airfield already in construction.

"Good job, boy. I want this airfield finished tomorrow. Time is money. And money I have enough, because I have no time."

"Right... Mister President." The soldier left with a sharp salute.

"What are we going to do with the natives?" Fritz asked.

"We are going to deal the shit out of them!"

"How? With all resp-" Fritz was again interrupted.

"MY STYLE of deal-making is quite simple and straightforward.I aim very high, and then I just keep pushing and pushing and pushing to get what I'm after. I like to think of the word FOCUS as Follow One Course Until Successful."

„When are we beginning then?"

„Remember There's No Such Thing As An Unrealistic Goal, Just Unrealistic Time Frames. We won ́t rush things too much. We are going to start tomorrow, but today we are going to deal with these foreigners."

"You mean the Japanese?" He nodded.

"Technically we, too, are foreigners here." Fritz added.

"You are an American, boy. You are no foreigner. Nowhere, remember that. When I was in-..."

́Oh boy, here we go again. ́