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Chapter 75
Officials confirmed today that the broadcast was a satellite hacking…
A British Civil War had reached our shores…
World Martial Arts Tournament officals confirmed that the bioandorid appeared at and competed in the 25th World Martial Arts Tournament, narrowly losing to competitor Gohan Son, who was confirmed today to be the Golden Fighter…
Chaos erupts in the streets as massive crowds protest in front of the mansion of the former World Marital Arts Champion, Hercule Satan, as well in other major capitals in the world…
The man murdered by the bioandroid Cell was confirmed to be the British Prime Minister…
It is confirmed that the man with Cell in the broadcast was Fidel Castro, the dictator of Cuba…
What I want to know is, where was the Dark Lord himself?
Is England the new Germany?
CLICK! President Griffin turned off the gigantic television, and turned to look at the room in front of him, which currently had his top generals in it, including General Mark. Also in the room, Gohan and, surprisingly, Scorpius Malfoy. What got some of the men's attention, however, was the silver armored elite with two red armored elites, one on each side
"Every channel. This has been rolling on every channel, both muggle and wizarding." Griffin sighed as he sat in the chair.
"Sir, New York was a massive victory. We only lost two thousand while they lost seventeen thousand men. They're weak. If we're going to strike back, we should do it now." General Clark said.
"Even those odds seem too high." General Mark sighed, while glaring at Gohan.
"I'm not going to lie to any of you, this is the worse threat since the rise of the Nazis and Grindelwald during the Second World War. It's up to us to ensure that we don't have a second Holocaust. Unfortunately, our enemies possess technology that we never dreamed of. But, the events of New York have given us several new friends in the fight. Lord Malfoy represents the British Separatists, and the Shangelli have agreed to aid us as well. The saiyan warriors are on our side as well." Gohan thought he saw a look of pure rage on Mark's face, before he resumed his thoughtful look.
"You were right about Cuba, so, we have to assume that what Lucius Malfoy told you about North Korea and the Russian agents are true." Griffin frowned.
"Thank you. We know who our enemies are." Gohan frowned as he tapped on the keyboard in front of him, causing the television to glow blue. Then, a picture of Cell came on the screen.
"Cell is the head honcho, but his team is as dangerous as he is." Gohan continued typing, causing pictures of Frieza, Bojack, Dr. Gero, and Broly to come on the screen.
"Frieza, former ruler of the Planet Trade Organization. He's not as strong as Cell, but he has many soldiers who follow him. Nothing saiyans can't handle. Arnold Gero, former Nazi scientist, and the creator of Cell himself. He's constructed many machines for Cell. Bojack is KIA. I should know, did it myself. And Broly, a psychotic brute that kills everything in his path." A red X went through Bojack's picture.
"You can handle these men?" Griffin asked.
"Certainly. They're not the only ones, however." Gohan frowned as he pressed several more buttons, causing pictures of Morbius, Tartarus, Morgana, Voldemort, and Bellatrix.
"General Morbius, Cell's right hand man. Tartarus is the Chieftan of the Brutes." The Elites roared with rage.
"And, we all know him." Gohan said as Voldemort's face came on the screen.
"Tom Riddle, commonly known as Lord Voldemort, is the Dark Lord, the leader of the Death Eaters. If he dies, the Death Eaters will lose their resolve. We do have several leads to his location" Gohan paused as Morgana and Bellatrix came on the screen.
"Daddy's girl." One of the generals chuckled.
"Morgana Riddle, daughter of Tom Riddle, commander of the Imperial Forces. And Bellatrix Lestrange, Voldemort's top lieutenant and one of his most dangerous and loyal ones. She waited in Azkaban for over a decade for him to return, so we know she'll be a touch one to crack. However, we need to initiate a search and rescue mission first." Gohan frowned as Harry's picture came on the screen.
"Harry James Potter, the boy who lived. Captured during the battle of New York City. But, fortunately, and due to my smart thinking, we had trackers placed on each other to track out locations if captured. And his, is still going strong." Gohan smirked as he typed on the keyboard, casing a map of the world to appear, like the kind in COD. Then, it zoomed in and focused on England.
"Here. Harry Potter is at this location. I'm fully prepared to lead a mission myself to save him." Gohan frowned.
"Very good. Now, Admirel James will lead a new blockade of Cuba, stop any shipping of weapons, with two hundred thousand men and a hundred battleships and ten aircraft carriers. You'll use Miami, Florida as your staging area. The Chinese Ministry has agreed to observe North Korea, and make sure that they are not receiving weapons of mass destruction. However, given that China is North Korea's primary supplier, we have to tread carefully, as we don't know as of yet if they are an ally of Cell. The Elites, saiyans, and separatists have agreed to aid our navy for a land invasion of London. We're sending a large task force of over a million soldiers, which work alongside the Elites and the Separatists. It would be perfect for you to lead the land assault." Griffin smirked.
"Sir!" Mark Protested.
"Why not send in a nuke?" Admiral Simpson frowned.
"Not an option. If we send a nuke in, they'll send one back, and we'll start the nuclear war that we narrowly avoided fifty years ago. So, here's the plan." Griffin turned as the screen showed a world map again.
"Admiral Simpson, you'll lead 150 battleships and 15 aircraft carriers alongside the starships. You'll lay a ten day bombardment of London after you send in several bombing squadrons to weaken their defenses. You'll use New York as your gathering and launching point. Norad confirms that the majority of their aircraft is here, protected by their starships. We'll send in the saiyan and Sepratist starships to keep those occupied while we bomb London." Griffin finished.
"Sir, with all respect, isn't that what the Germans tried to do, but failed?" General Morrison frowned.
"The Germans didn't have a super saiyan." Griffin smirked, making Gohan blush in embarrassment.
"t-thank you, sir." He stammered.
"I'm giving you a blank check, son, use it wisely." Griffin smirked.
"SIR! With all due respect, he's not even an American, or had a military career of any kind . And you want to trust over a million lives to this… this… barbarian?" Mark hissed as he pointed at Gohan.
"GENERAL! That's enough! I will not have your personal feelings complicate the safety of our nation. I understand what the saiyans have done to you and your family, but the one responsible is deceased. Like it or not, Prince Vegeta did not destroy East City. So, either you get in line, or I'll sideline you. From now on, General Son is your superior officer, and you take your orders from him." President Griffin smirked, making Gohan blink.
"Did I just get promoted?" Gohan blinked. Mark looked furious.
"President Griffin, might I make a request?" Gohan asked, making several Generals mutter.
"You may." Griffin frowned.
"During my time in England, I saw what the new Ministry was doing to muggle-borns. They're being shipped to Azkaban, which I'm sure you're all familiar with." Gohan began., getting mutters in response.
"Anyway, that place is a current hellhole, and full of nothing but innocent people, since Voldemort freed his followers. So, I say that we liberate Azkaban and give the prisoners asylum." Gohan said, getting applause as a result.
"Very well, it appears that we all agree." Girffin said.
"Another thing. I also know that there are many wizards in hiding across England. I propose that, if we encounter them, and they desire it, we give them proper training, and create a task force. I was thinking Task Force 305. It's like a militia. What do you think?" Gohan asked.
"Hmmm…" Griffin frowned.
"Sir. Historically, militias have been useful. Perhaps we should consider his proposal." Admirel Simpson suggested.
"I also remember reading about how militas would butcher British soldiers during the American Revolution. Think about what would happen if you gave weapons to people who want revenge against Death Eaters!" Mark protested.
"I also know that, yes, Mark's right, but think of all the lives you'll save! Create a Rebellion, give them a chance to fight back!" Gohan added.
"I certainly remember what a Rebellion can do." Scorpius muttered.
"Oh, what about that girl of yours, Son? She seems to have a few mental problems!" Mark smirked, getting angry mutters.
"TALK BAD ABOUT PAN AGAIN, AND I'LL GUT YOU LIKE A PIG!" Scorpius hissed with one hand on his sword.
"ENOUGH!" Griffin roared as he shot a pistol into the air, making everyone shut up as Secret Service agents barged in.
"Relax, gents. Just making a point." Griffin smirked as he lowered his gun. The agents frowned as they backed out.
"Now, I'll take the idea to Congress, but I'm sure that they'll approve. Augustus hasn't been seen ever since his brother's body was found wearing Death Eater robes and the dark mark on his arm. " Griffin chuckled.
"Did you really take the Sword of the Malfoys, General Son?" General Morris asked curiously.
"You mean this?" Gohan smirked as he pulled the blade from his belt and holding it out, getting low whistles as the light shined off the blade.
"Impressive. I've got a few souvenirs from Germany, Korea, and Vietnam myself." Griffin smirked.
"Please don't bring out the Nazi helmet again…" Mark muttered.
"Enough of that. We leave in one month." Griffin said.
"Sir! With all due respect, Harry won't last that long! He'll be ashes in a week! At least let me lead a small team to save him!" Gohan said desperately. He didn't get anything in response.
"Remember the Longbottoms? Now, imagine that times twenty!" Gohan gritted his teeth. Every single person in that room, even Mark, winched, and made an oooh sound. There wasn't a person around who didn't know about that particular incident.
"Dismissed." Griffin said.
"President!" Gohan hurried after Griffin as he left.
"I heard you. And, I'll grant your request. For that visit." Griffin said.
"Thank you." Gohan smiled.
30 minutes later, and an unknown location somewhere in USA…
Gohan frowned as he followed President Griffin down a dark hallway. Tey stopped temporarily in front of two guards, where Griffin signed a paper in front of a steel door guarded by two soldiers, and then the two men saluted as the steel door opened.
"And I thought that Azkaban was nasty…" Gohan frowned as he looked around.
"We don't use Dementors. And, I've been trying get this place shut down." Griffin frowned as he stopped at a door.
"I'll wait for you." Griffin said.
"Thanks. And… thank you. For everything. You're different than other politicians. I know that things didn't begin easily, but thank you." Gohan smiled.
"You're welcome. And, I knew plenty about you before we met. My daughter told me plenty, as well as Dumbledore and Fudge." Griffin smirked as Gohan walked through the door, finding himself in a long, dark hallway. He walked down several doors, stopping at one door on the left. He slid his wand over it, causing it to open. He walked inside to find…
"Ginny." He said softly, looking at the young girl in the cell in front of him. She was dressed in an orange jumpsuit, and had chains holding her arms and legs together. She looked up to see him, although a glass barrier separated them both. Gohan sat at one end and pointed at the phone. Ginny frowned and took the other end.
"Hey Gin." Gohan smiled weakly.
"Hello, bastard." Gohan winched at the angry look Ginny gave him.
"I tried to talk them out of it, Ginny, I did. But, you did attack United States Personal. I'm really glad to see that Bulma and Gramps managed to get rid of Dr. Gero's programming, you look like your old self again. Plus, orange goes with your hair." Gohan laughed nervously.
"Joke like that again, and I will cut your balls off." Ginny snarled.
"Look, they're just holding you as a POW. Once we fix this mess, they'll let you go. Hopefully." Gohan chuckled nervously.
"On Halloween, I got yanked from my dorm for no reason and dragged to a lab in the middle of bloody nowhere with Malfoy, Parkinson, Crabbe, and Goyle. I got strapped to a table, spent three months being turned into a monster by that bastard in a very painful process. I watch Gero steal my humanity, and I couldn't do a damn thing about it. Why me, Gohan? Why me? What'd I do?" Ginny burst into tears at the end of it. Gohan practically felt his heart break.
"Ginny, they captured Harry." Gohan frowned, causing Ginny to look up with shock.
"What?" Ginny asked.
"They haven't killed him yet, but, they're probably torturing him for information. We have his location, but, you were there. I'm leading a massive assault of London. Is there anything you can tell us?" Gohan asked.
"Well…I think that Cell is using Draco Malfoy's house as a base. I also heard other people being tortured, so I think that the house is also being used as a prison." Ginny paused for a moment.
"Can you at least get my family out before you start shooting up my home?" Ginny asked.
"I'll try. Oh, and my mom gave birth yesterday." Gohan smiled, making Ginny brighten up.
"Really? Was it a boy or a girl?" From the way they were talking, you'd think the circumstances were different.
"Girl. Her name's Victoria Veronica Son. I came up with the name." Gohan smirked with pride.
"I would love to meet her… IF YOU COULD GET ME THE BLOODY HELL OUT OF HERE!" Ginny screamed.
"I'll try my best, Ginny. I can at least try to get Fred and George here to see you." Gohan smiled.
"Great… and I thought I'd be the one visiting them in prison. I'm never gonna hear the bloody end of this." Ginny groaned.
"Look, you're a lot safer in here than you will be out there. The world's about to go to hell, Ginny, and I want you to be safe. I love you, Ginny. See you." Gohan smiled as he turned and left, giving a small wave to Ginny.
"I love you too." She said softly as a tear slid down her face.
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