They all stared at the screen inside the control room of the bunker, they were in. All horrified by what happened just minutes ago. In those minutes nobody dared to move or speak a word. The screen showed new York and a circle in which everything was burned. With a radius over three hundred miles.

"This can't be happening." Rodriquez whispered to himself.

A huntsman cleared his throat as he entered the room.

"Huntsmaster Rodriquez?"

Eric motioned the huntsman to come forward. The huntsman sat down at the meeting table and sighed as he ran his hand through his hair.

"We lost new York sir. Every hunts member there. Is reported KIA. We already expected it. but their implants confirmed it a minute ago." The man sadly said.

"Civilians?" Rodriquez asked absentmindedly.

The man shook his head grimly. "None of them survived sir."

"What have I done." Rodriquez said as he cradled his head in his hands.

"It wasn't your fault sir."

Rodriquez looked at the man. "I lie to them all. Some of my lies are so easy to stop. And yet they haven't turned on me." Rodriquez thought.

"Sir, we have several fighters and bombers ready. Three aircraft carriers are ready to engage them at Draco isle, your call."

Eric shook his head. "No, we lost enough today. Send troops to New York with a bit of luck there are survivors. Defend strategic cities with more troops than we do now. Our own people are priority now. An offense can wait."

XXX

Jake sat in the captain's chair on the bridge. Every ship of his fleet was already on Draco. They had taken a portal straight to it. Jake ordered the pilot's to teleport out of new York and fly back to Draco isle the old fashioned way. He needed the time. He certainly was going to get it from the most people he knew. Maybe even from Ace. But he knew already. Jake leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes. He had a strange feeling. Not the feeling of regret or sadness. It was a new sort of pleasure. Not the one you got from that new car your parent bought you. A different kind, a better one. The feeling ebbed away pretty quickly filling his body with another feeling. The feeling of need for what he felt the entire time from start of the attack till detonation of the orb.

It's like a drug, isn't it? Jacob. It will consume you as it did me." A voice whispered in his mind.

Jake opened his eyes as he felt a presence next to him. "Sir, Draco is trying to contact us again. Do you want me to answer?"

Jake shook his head. "No, I will talk to them when it's needed. Block the transmission."

"Right away sir."

Jake got out of his seat and walked to the immense window that covered almost the entire side of the bridge. He looked outside at the sea stretching as far as the horizon, where a red sun slowly left it's place to make room for the moon.

"Councilor Long? I'm done with your friend it was all I could do." Mortis said as he popped up from a holo-column.

Jake nodded and left the bridge heading for the sick bay.

XXX

"I would say good evening to you if it was one." Rodriquez said as he stood before almost all world leaders. "But seen the circumstances that would be wrong."

Rodriquez stopped and looked at the men and women that listen to him with great concentration.

"As you know. several hours ago. New York has been attacked by the magical community."

"You are in a different mood than you were with the other attacks can you explain that?" The Dutch prime minister asked.

"This was a attack of an immense scale. We lost great men and a lot of civilians."

"You lost great men the last time. And told us that a quick response was the best way of action. So why not now?" The Dutch prime minister said suspiciously. "If they are capable of blowing up a whole state in just a few hours. I'm starting to wonder if those other attacks were real. It maybe cost you a lot of lives but there was no collateral damage to the base they attacked, none to be exact. I can say as a former strategist that an animal doesn't change habits fast nor do humans. So why three attacks on American soil and all three with different ways of working. Something tells me you aren't completely honest to us."

Rodriquez was silent for a moment. He saw that the premier was on to him and hoped for that he made a mistake. "I can't explain how they work. I can't explain how they think. Those things are more monster than sentient beings. I am sure they don't worry if they do it with a stick or a nuke. They only care about world domination."

"They have been here for several thousand years. I bet they were more advanced than us hundreds of years ago. Why attack now? They had a lot of chances in the past and yet they didn't do it. I went to china and Russia a few weeks back. They give refugee to those magical creatures and the humans and creatures get along quite well. The crime rate even went down because there are dragons helping the police forces. Your theory on those creatures being evil. Starts to lose its footing." The German prime minister said.

"So you call the event from several hours ago not evil?"

"It was wrong of them to attack New York. But an action leads to a reaction. I believe something you did led to this unfortunate event." The German prime minister said. "As you English say. What goes around comes around."

Chatter started to fill the conference room. As several world leaders went into a debate with each other over what the best way of action was.

"What if we try and talk to them?" An African male said. "I am sure they are willing to make a deal."

Eric's eyes almost bulged out of his sockets from anger as the world leaders tried to find peaceful solutions for the war.

"Are you all mad?" Eric shouted through the microphone.

All leaders quieted and turned their attention to Rodriquez.

"They will not talk to us. If we talk to them, we will become their slaves only good for labor and as cattle. I don't want to live in a world like that and neither do I want kids to live in a world like that. We shall prevail like we did hundreds of years ago." As that last sentence left his mouth his eyes widened. As a human he wasn't supposed to know that. but being an old Huntsclan member. He had been required to know it. He had messed up.

All of the world leaders looked at him with a scowl. The American president had a smile on his face. "Busted." He whispered.

End of chapter.

So you like? I really have no idea what kind of government each country has so I could be off. With something. if so please tell and I maybe change it. :D

And chapter forty… hmm I still don't know how many chapters left. It's getting quite long isn't it?

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