Cain sat in the Diamond Office, his Lame Duck presidency coming to a bitter end. He had failed his nation so fully, as no other president had done before. Eutopia had fallen. Already Tilipian troops were flooding into major cities throughout the country. New Lancaster, Neuwestbaden, St. Brendanstown. Even his beloved Uxbridge was under Francesca's rule.
No one in the world would care, he knew that now. With 5 presidents in a term, Eutopia's credibility was gone. And Tilapia had friends in Europe most likely. The US wouldn't involve itself, except to protect its interests. A dictator is as good as a president, if not better, to the US. Now they wouldn't need to worry about that fickle concept of the will of the people. Nor would Francesca. She had betrayed those who were once her countrymen. How many Monarchists were dead now? How many had been murdered by the Tilipian betrayal?
His eyes gazed up to the photos of Presidents and their VP's. There he was, next to President Talbot. Cain wondered what he would say had he lived to see this day. The Monarchy he so loved being so brutal. Perhaps he was right, perhaps if Eutopia had accepted the return of Maria all those many years ago, then perhaps this day would not come to pass. The irony, Vilms was killed in the land of the Queen who now murders thousands more Eutopians.
It had shocked him beyond comprehension. The first reports were scattered, confused and wild. He had tried to ensure those who reported in that it was only a war game, arranged between the two governments. But when casualties were reported... by then it was too late. His speech had been short, and he doubted anyone had received it. Already media communications were going down all over the island.
"My fellow Eutopians, and those in the International Community.
No nation in the history of the world has ever had so dark a day. While once we were brothers, now we are to become slaves. The military of Queen Francesca of Tilipia has stormed our nation. Already fighting has been ended between the majority of our armed forces and our neighbors. Much of are army is in retreat and disarray. It would seem that in this darkest hour, all hope seems lost.
But I am here to tell you, my fellow Eutopians, that hope is the one weapon they can not turn against us. We greeted our neighbors as friends; we accepted them into our nation, trusting them. And for this trust we received a betrayal like none other in history. Like Caesar, in his dieing moments, so to do we see the face of our betrayer, and he is our comrade. "Et Tu Brute" was his famous cry, and you Brutus? In Shakespeare Brutus was haunted by the ghost of his crimes, before eventually falling to the superior might of the just.
So too must we, Eutopia, haunt these invaders. We cannot go silently into the dark night. We must, and we will fight back. To the bitter end we will prevail. Although Eutopia may fall now, her memory will live on, the lives of her people will continue. Above all else, the Eutopian Flag must fly. Fight them where you can, aid them only in death, and strive against this aggressor with all your might. For like a wave this evil enemy has struck us, but like the tide so will it retreat. For while the power of the ocean is strong, there is one stronger. Here we face the might of Tilipia, but in our hearts we have hope, and we have pride, and we have courage. And these things above all else are mighty.
There are those in our country who join in with the enemy. I understand their plight. For in this case, what choice do some have? I do not want Eutopians to die; I do not want Tilipians to die. But I will not live to see this nation in shackles. Resist and we will persevere. Submit and we die. With the death of our resistance comes the death of our nation. And in our death, who will remember us? I may have failed you Eutopia, but you do not have to fail yourself. Fight them in the cities; make them pay in their blood for the blood they have spilled. Think of your brothers and sisters, those who lie dead at the hands of these invaders. When you fight, you fight not only for them, but for all those who fall to the aggressor. Like those in England, and Russia, fighting off the Nazi rule, so two do we stand united against the evil of our time.
Eutopia, you must rally. Flee the cities; fight them in the hills, the forests and the wild. Fight them wherever you can, and fight them to the death. Make them pay, make them bleed and make them realize that we Eutopians are not to be defeated like this. I am ordering the Eutopian military units that are still in existence to fight. Give weapons to those Eutopians who join you, and fight. Do not let these vile enemies crush our spirit and our nation.
"No man is an island; entire of itself, every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main." So said Jon Donne. And true he was. For in this time of utmost peril, when all around us lies death, no man is an island. Unite Eutopia, unite one last time. For if we do fall this hour, we fall in dignity, we fall with our honor and our pride. We fall in the name of our nation, and our people. These invaders betrayed us, striking us in the heart when we extended our hands in friendship. But they must find that our heart still beats.
To Francesca I say this. As John Donne continued in his famous work, "never send to know for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee." We are the bell, and one day we will drive you back. Till death take me I shall not falter, and I will not fail my people, my nation and my heart. Good night Eutopia, and God be with us.
The speech was to be his last, Cain knew it. Already he was waiting on transport to the W.E.T. where he hoped to organize resistance to the Tilipians. In fact, his transport should already have been there...
A knock on the door turned into a slam. The door gave way, it the members of the Presidential security, along with police officers, and a man in a Tilipian Uniform. Special Forces. Here in the very heart of Eutopia, he was not even safe...
~~
Cain awoke as the helicopter left the city. They had put him in hand cuffs, but left his eyes open, as well as his ears. In the distance he could see the city, once a beacon of learning and civilization, now of fire and death. A large explosion filled the sky. Cain thought it must have been the armory going up, or perhaps EndTech. But the men in the helicopter looked worried. Cain turned around to see what they were staring at.
He saw it now too. It was Armageddon. In the end it would not be Tilipia that destroyed Eutopia, but God himself. Hell was opened up on Eutopia, and the rider of death now swept its streets clean in the form of volcanic ash. And here Cain was, safe from the death his people shared. Only a spectator in the macabre game now being played in the land he once ruled.
No one in the world would care, he knew that now. With 5 presidents in a term, Eutopia's credibility was gone. And Tilapia had friends in Europe most likely. The US wouldn't involve itself, except to protect its interests. A dictator is as good as a president, if not better, to the US. Now they wouldn't need to worry about that fickle concept of the will of the people. Nor would Francesca. She had betrayed those who were once her countrymen. How many Monarchists were dead now? How many had been murdered by the Tilipian betrayal?
His eyes gazed up to the photos of Presidents and their VP's. There he was, next to President Talbot. Cain wondered what he would say had he lived to see this day. The Monarchy he so loved being so brutal. Perhaps he was right, perhaps if Eutopia had accepted the return of Maria all those many years ago, then perhaps this day would not come to pass. The irony, Vilms was killed in the land of the Queen who now murders thousands more Eutopians.
It had shocked him beyond comprehension. The first reports were scattered, confused and wild. He had tried to ensure those who reported in that it was only a war game, arranged between the two governments. But when casualties were reported... by then it was too late. His speech had been short, and he doubted anyone had received it. Already media communications were going down all over the island.
"My fellow Eutopians, and those in the International Community.
No nation in the history of the world has ever had so dark a day. While once we were brothers, now we are to become slaves. The military of Queen Francesca of Tilipia has stormed our nation. Already fighting has been ended between the majority of our armed forces and our neighbors. Much of are army is in retreat and disarray. It would seem that in this darkest hour, all hope seems lost.
But I am here to tell you, my fellow Eutopians, that hope is the one weapon they can not turn against us. We greeted our neighbors as friends; we accepted them into our nation, trusting them. And for this trust we received a betrayal like none other in history. Like Caesar, in his dieing moments, so to do we see the face of our betrayer, and he is our comrade. "Et Tu Brute" was his famous cry, and you Brutus? In Shakespeare Brutus was haunted by the ghost of his crimes, before eventually falling to the superior might of the just.
So too must we, Eutopia, haunt these invaders. We cannot go silently into the dark night. We must, and we will fight back. To the bitter end we will prevail. Although Eutopia may fall now, her memory will live on, the lives of her people will continue. Above all else, the Eutopian Flag must fly. Fight them where you can, aid them only in death, and strive against this aggressor with all your might. For like a wave this evil enemy has struck us, but like the tide so will it retreat. For while the power of the ocean is strong, there is one stronger. Here we face the might of Tilipia, but in our hearts we have hope, and we have pride, and we have courage. And these things above all else are mighty.
There are those in our country who join in with the enemy. I understand their plight. For in this case, what choice do some have? I do not want Eutopians to die; I do not want Tilipians to die. But I will not live to see this nation in shackles. Resist and we will persevere. Submit and we die. With the death of our resistance comes the death of our nation. And in our death, who will remember us? I may have failed you Eutopia, but you do not have to fail yourself. Fight them in the cities; make them pay in their blood for the blood they have spilled. Think of your brothers and sisters, those who lie dead at the hands of these invaders. When you fight, you fight not only for them, but for all those who fall to the aggressor. Like those in England, and Russia, fighting off the Nazi rule, so two do we stand united against the evil of our time.
Eutopia, you must rally. Flee the cities; fight them in the hills, the forests and the wild. Fight them wherever you can, and fight them to the death. Make them pay, make them bleed and make them realize that we Eutopians are not to be defeated like this. I am ordering the Eutopian military units that are still in existence to fight. Give weapons to those Eutopians who join you, and fight. Do not let these vile enemies crush our spirit and our nation.
"No man is an island; entire of itself, every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main." So said Jon Donne. And true he was. For in this time of utmost peril, when all around us lies death, no man is an island. Unite Eutopia, unite one last time. For if we do fall this hour, we fall in dignity, we fall with our honor and our pride. We fall in the name of our nation, and our people. These invaders betrayed us, striking us in the heart when we extended our hands in friendship. But they must find that our heart still beats.
To Francesca I say this. As John Donne continued in his famous work, "never send to know for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee." We are the bell, and one day we will drive you back. Till death take me I shall not falter, and I will not fail my people, my nation and my heart. Good night Eutopia, and God be with us.
The speech was to be his last, Cain knew it. Already he was waiting on transport to the W.E.T. where he hoped to organize resistance to the Tilipians. In fact, his transport should already have been there...
A knock on the door turned into a slam. The door gave way, it the members of the Presidential security, along with police officers, and a man in a Tilipian Uniform. Special Forces. Here in the very heart of Eutopia, he was not even safe...
~~
Cain awoke as the helicopter left the city. They had put him in hand cuffs, but left his eyes open, as well as his ears. In the distance he could see the city, once a beacon of learning and civilization, now of fire and death. A large explosion filled the sky. Cain thought it must have been the armory going up, or perhaps EndTech. But the men in the helicopter looked worried. Cain turned around to see what they were staring at.
He saw it now too. It was Armageddon. In the end it would not be Tilipia that destroyed Eutopia, but God himself. Hell was opened up on Eutopia, and the rider of death now swept its streets clean in the form of volcanic ash. And here Cain was, safe from the death his people shared. Only a spectator in the macabre game now being played in the land he once ruled.
It was scary for a bit, with the invasion and the volcano, but then it went a bit over the top. I mean what did the director think they needed bugs AND robots for? They should have saved those for the sequels! If you are worried about it though, you can get insurance against it through our FIPRA programme. The funds to pay any claim will be available at a foreign bank, without any exposure to the UPE.
