Credonia
17-02-2004, 11:50
OOC: This is an OLD RP that i started back in January that i never got around to finishing. Its part of an action novel that im writing in my free time. I hope you like the opening part. Its quite lengthy but oh well. Since this is an open RP, someone needs to RP the terrorist and pick up where it leaves off. I set it up so that the terrorist can want or demand anything so, have fun with it. I hope you enjoy reading this snippet of my novel ;-).
IC:
'Credonia One', the Credonian presidential Boeing 747-400ER sat in Hanger 35 at Sutton Air Force Base awaiting President Sutton's arrival. Upon boarding the plane, Sutton would be whisked away on an international tour to discuss nuclear arms reduction with various international leaders.
Minutes later, the presidential motorcade arrives at the base. He steps out of his black 2004 Lincoln Navigator stretched limousine.
"Hey John. Ready for another back breaking trip?" he says to his secret service agent.
"Yes sir. Hopefully this trip wont be like the last where we had to turn back in mid flight to take care of brewing situations back at home." he replies.
"Yeah, me too. That sucked." Sutton says with a chuckle.
Sutton stops, poses for the camera's and photographers before ascending the steps to the mighty 747. Once on board he is saluted by the pilot.
"Hey Dan. Hows it goin'?"
"Great sir. Just to let you know, your football game was taped. It was great. The end score was..."
"Dont tell me the score knucklehead, let me watch it first"
Both the president and the pilot break out into laughter.
"Sorry sir. It was a good game. Anyway, time to get this plane off the ground. You should take your seat sir."
"Sure thing Dan. Fly safely!"
The president takes his seat in his office and buckles up. He is soon joined by his wife First Lady Echo Sutton and their 5 year old daughter Chassidy Rose Angel Sutton.
Meanwhile, in the press section of the plane, five members of a news crew expecting to interview the president sometime during the flight take their seats and prepare for take-off. The press secretary takes notice of the crew and gets a weird and ominous feeling, but she pushes that feeling aside as 'Credonia One' is one of the world's most secure aircraft in the world. She passes out press kits to the press representatives detailing the unclassified systems of the presidential aircraft.
"Credonia One serves the president's every move. It can be considered as the presidents flying office. This aircraft is so capable that the president can run the entire country, direct an entire war, or launch a full nuclear strike from it. In addition, it is equippted with one of the most modern and sophisticated communication systems in the entire western world. It's specifications, however, are classified due to national security reasons." she tells the reporters and news crews. After answering a few questions about the plane and the president's schedule, she quickly takes her seat while secret service agents and marines make one last sweep of the aircraft for security breaches and hazards.
"Agent one here, sector one clear"
"Agent two, sector four clear"
"Agent three, sector three clear"
"Agent four, sector two clear"
"Roger that. Credonia One is clear" says the lead sgent to the other agents and the pilots.
"Credonia One, winds are two seven zero at oh-five, runway two four Left, clear for take-off. After take-off, climb to Flight level two three zero." says the tower to the pilots.
"Roger, winds two seven zero at oh-five. Following take-off, ascend to flight level two three zero. Runway two four left, clear for take-off." says Dan as he reads back his take-off clearance to the tower.
Moments later, 'Credonia One' takes to the skies and begins its ascent to FL230 (flight level 230 or 23,000 ft.)
"You may now move about the aircraft" Dan announces on the planes P.A. system.
In the President's office, Kaimoni sits with Echo and Chassidy.
"Another painless take-off. See, that wasnt so bad princess. You dont have anything to be afraid of, especially when mommy and daddy are right here" Sutton says to Chassidy.
"You know how she doesnt like flying Kai. Besides, you know she's only flown three times. Give her a chance to get used to it. You should take her with you more often. You two need to spend more time together anyway." says Echo.
"Yeah, I know baby. Im trying to get some time to myself so that I can spend time with the both of you, not just her, but I cant seem to get away from all of these world affairs, and that Somalian conflict is no help. It's going to take three times longer than I thought to sort things out and get it all settled."
"We both understand hunny, do what you have to do."
They are interrupted by General Mitchell Ferguson, Credonian Secretary of Defense
"Sorry to bother you sir, but the meeting is starting to discuss the Somalia situation, everyone is all assembled." he says
"Very well. I'll be in there in just a second, lemme finish something with my wife."
"Yes sir"
Turning back to Echo and Chassidy
"Well, looks like i have to get back to work. Chassidy, you know if your scared, dont hesitate to come in princess.
"O.k. daddy" she replies.
Just before leaving the room, he gives Echo and Chassidy a kiss.
"I love you both. Be back in an hour or so."
"I love you too daddy."
"I love you too hunny. Have fun"
"Yea, right"
He chuckles at Echo's comment as he heads towards the secured conference room.
President Sutton enters the conference room. All in the room stand. He looks around to see who is there and nods to all of his cabinet members as they each say “good afternoon Mr. President” when he passes by them. He walks to the head of the old polished wood oval table. After standing in front of it, he takes hi seat and watches everyone else as they take their seat as well.
”ok, the first issue on our agenda obviously is the Somalia issue. We have not come up with a plan for completing the liberation of this country. How far along are we?’ he says
Sir, we have not yet begun composing a draft to present to you and congress. We have been concentrating our time on stabilizing the country before we begin planning to install a democratic government.” says Secretary of State Lauren Smith.
”Lets shift focus then. We need to begin making out that plan so that we can submit it to the allies for approval. By the time we get it approved, the major fighting would have ended or at least would be coming to an end.”
Back in the Presidents Office, Echo is sitting down on the couch with Chassidy, putting her to sleep. Suddenly a secret service agent knocks on the door and enters.
”Sorry ma’am, just making my rounds of the plane. Everything ok?”
“It’s quite alright John, and everything is fine.”
“Alright” John says as he exits the room and closes the door behind him.
An hour and a half later, the President emerges fro the conference room.
”Hey hun, did ya…”
“shhhh, Chassidy is sleep” Echo interrupts
”Oh, sorry” Kaimoni says with a smile.
”Its ok hun. How was the meeting> Did you come up with a plan for Somalia?”
“No, not yet. The cabinet is going to start on it today. It should be ready in a couple days. In the meantime, we are just going to continue to take over cites until we get the plan approved by the allies.” He pauses to think, then continues.
”From now until two weeks from now, my schedule will be very tight, and I wont have much free time to spend with you and chass.” *sigh*
“Awwwwww” Echo says sympathetically. She sits the president in a seat and gives him a massage.
”Don’t worry hun, after all of this, were going on vacation to Paledon Island. How’s that sound?”
No sooner had the President said that, the plane violently jolted forward, knocking the president and the first lady to the floor.
“What the hell was that?!!!” Kaimoni yells, surprised. He looks over at Echo to make sure she is ok. She senses his concern and tell him that she is ok. He the jumps up and goes over to Chassidy, who s still sleep, to wake her up.
”Geez, after that, shes still sleep. She gets it from you ya know”
Echo gives him an evil look as he turns to wake up Chassidy. Suddenly, a group of secret service agents burst into the room frantically searching fro the president and his family.
”Mr. President, Enemy F-4 fighters are attacking the plane!!!”
“WHAT? HOW MANY ARE THERE? WHAT DO THEY WANT?!!!!”
“We have spotted six F-4’s, however, if they wanted to destroy us, they could have and would have done so by now. The pilot reports that they hit our rudder so were in an alright condition”
“Who are they and what do they want?
“Not sure yet sir. We will wait for them to contact us. Were preparing your escape capsule just in case the need to use it arises.”
“Alright. Echo, and Chassidy, come with me, John, get the essential staff in the conference room now, and have secret service secure the doors. No one comes in, and no one goes out unless they have a reason. Also, have all calls transferred to the conference room the moment they come in.”
“Yes sir, im on it.”
Within minutes, the first family, cabinet members, and secret service agents gather in the conference room. The room is full of chatter of people trying to figure out what is going on.
”Ok everyone, sit down and be quiet. It is apparent what is going on here. We need to sit and wait for the terrorists to call. We will find out what they want, then we will contact the Presidential Palace. Until our call comes in, keep quiet. The last thing we need right now is confusion caused by a lot of chatter.
Sutton gets up and walks over to the windows. He catches a glimpse of the F-4 fighters escorting the plane. Suddenly, the phone rings. President Sutton walks over to the phone and puts it on speaker.
[I]”Hello, this is Kaimoni Sutton, President of the United States of Credonia. To whom am I speaking?”
“This is the terrorist who has seized control of your plane.”
“How can I help you?” The room goes qhostly quiet.
"You can help me by listening closely and doing exactly what i want. If your cooperation is satisfactory, then you and your plane will be released in a timely fashion. If you fail to cooperate, then we will slowly disable your plane until it crashes. Do you understand me Mr. President?"
"Yes i understand. But in order to cooperate, i must know what you want."
"You will know what i want soon. We are brining you to our airstrip. We will contact you again before you begin your runway approach." The phone clicks and goes silent.
"Well, it looks as if we are powerless until we get some of our birds in the air. Excuse me while I call the palace." Sutton says as he heads for his office.
Fifteen minutes later, he returns to the conference room with a grin on his face.
"Credonian F-16's are incoming. ETA, 30 minutes."
The room erupts into cheers until the phone rings. Before the President puts it on speaker, he waits until the room is completely quiet.
"President Sutton speaking."
"Ah, President Sutton. Im sure by now you have planes in the air heading for your location, however, it is too late. It's time to land the plane. You are entering into the approach pattern as we speak. Let me make one thing clear, everyone on the plane must get off with their hands in the air at all times or they will be fatally shot by one of my guys. Everyone will then be searched for weapons once on the ground, then transported to another facility where you and the others will be held for a short period and put on another plane. Oh, and there is no use trying to make phone calls, we are jamming the radio waves with Credonian technology capable of doing so." The phone clicks and goes silent once again.
The secret service agents inform everyone onboard of the procedures to get off of the plane safely. Within minutes, they are on the ground. The president looks out the window and sees the plane surrounded by armed terrorists, all of which are wearing face masks. They also appear to be armed with M16 assault riffles and a side arm, but he could not distinguish the exact type from his distance away from them.
"EVERYONE OFF THE PLANE!!!!!" yells a man with an Arabic accent on a loud speaker system.
One by one everyone gets off the plane with their hands in the air as they descent the stairs. Once they reach the ground, armed terrorist frisk them and lead them to buses in which the hostages will be transported by to another facility.
"HURRY UP!!! HURRY UP!!!!" the terrorist yells into the speaker. His voice now has a tone of urgency in it.
The last people off of the plane are the first family. Sutton walks in front of them to ensure that if the terrorists started firing on them, he would be shot and hopefully not them.
By now, the F-16's were a mere 15 minutes away and coming in red hot with their afterburners going. A group of five terrorists run into the plane and close the hatch. They taxi the plane to a runway and take off. Suddenly, the lights around the airstrip go out, camouflaging it with the darkness of night. The 747 takes t the skies. The hostages watch as it gains altitude, then seemingly out of no where, the F-16's fly by and destroy the F-4 fighters that had previously been escorting the presidential plane before it landed. The sky lights up as balls of fire surround the plane.
After the dog fight, it appeared that all of the F-16's survived and took flank on either side of 'Credonia One'. The hostages watched in shock as the presidential plane and its escorts fly away, disappearing into the clear night sky.
As the hostages triy to compose themselves and digest what had happened, the lights are turned back on and a group of armed terrorists were approaching, One of them o.nly held a small firearm while the others held M16's. He was obviously the terrorist in charge of the operation. The President looked at the man to see if he looked familiar. Much to his surprise, the man looked strikingly familiar, however, he couldnt place a name with the face. Then, suddenly, it clicked. The man was Akbar Muhammad, leader of the notorious Al-Makara terrorist organization. Akbar enters the bus where there President and his family are being held. The president rises and walks towards Akbar.
"Akbar Muhammad. I should ahve known this was your work. Dont tell me your still mad about what happened the year i went to college" says Sutton sarcastically.
"On the contrary Mr. President. It was probably one of the best things that has happened to me in a while" Akbar says boastfully.
Oh yea? And now, why's that? No, dont tell me, you spread your dirry lies to people and they believe you and pledfes you their lifelong support."
"Oh! Mr. President, your getting smartrer. Thats not like you" Akbar says with a laugh.
"Yes, well just remember that im smarter than you. I always have been ever since we were kids, and if i remember correctly, you were the one who always ran to me for help and answers."
"Shut up!!" Akbar angrily snaps back, inciting a case of the giggles within the other terrorists standing behing him.
"Now if your down giving out smart remarks, we can get on with this, and you can get me what i want. But for now, your getting on another plane so you cant be tracked down. I'll see you in thirty minutes"
Akbar gives Sutton an evil look and motions him to sit back down. Moments later, the buses pull off and head for another facility.
Presidetn Sutton begins to talk to his family and cabinet members.
"So you know him hun?" Echo asks.
"Yeah. We grew up together. Were were the best of friends until about the time i left for college to study political science and he left Credonia to live with his family overseas. He isnt a native Credonian. I forget where he was born though."
He pauses for a moment to think.
"Around the time that he left, he was starting to turn anti-democratic and began developing, or at least, showing hostilities towards me. I think it was because he became jealous of my sucess in and out of school while he failed most of the time and because of my strong beliefs in democracy."
"Do you think you know what he wants?"
"No, it could be anything, and im pretty sure hes bound to do anything he says he will do, especially with such an obviously elaborate scheme to take us hostage."
Echo nods and sympathetically looks at Kaimoni. He looks into her eyes for a moment before looking over at Chassidy who is sitting next to him in Echo's lap. He immediately senses that she is scared, so he taked her and rubs her back.
"Everything will be alright hunny. You dont have to worry, everything will be alright. Mommy and daddy are here" he say to her in a tone just louder than a whisper.
She begins to whimper an dcry as he holds her tight in his arms. He turns and looks at Echo who seems to be scared as well and he puts his free arms around her and gives her a sweet kiss on the cheek.
"Dont worry baby, i dont let anything happen to you or Chasidym even if i have to give my life."
Echo responds by smiling and giving him a quick and gentle kiss on the lips.
For a few moments, the President sits looking out of the window, wondering where the terrorists are taking them. Off in the distance he spots an air traffic control tower along with runway lights. Since it is pitch black outside, he cannot determine if it is a private or public airport, but soon realizes that it is a small airbase. As the buses drive closer, he can begin to make out the outline of fighter jets, cargo planes, and large passenger jets.
When the buses finally arrive at the airbase, they pass through a series of electrified fences that are guarded by even more terrorists.
"Jesus!! What is this supposed to be? A terrorist camp??" Sutton exclaims.
His Air Force General turns towards him.
"Yes sir, it most likely is, except this must be an advanced camp, obviously funded by the government thta has jurisdiction over the area where we are"
"Are you sure of this?"
"Positive sir. I ahve seen intelligence pictures taken by our U-2's showing advanced terrorist camps, most of which have their own aircraft"
President Sutton continues to talk to his staff, meanwhile back in Credonia at the Presidential Palace, the Vice President tries desperatly to hail 'Credonia One' on the phone.
"Something must be wrong. They're not responding to the phone. Try radioing from one of the F-16's" says Vice President Marcus Johnson.
"This is Alpha-One of the Credonian Air Force to Credonia One. Do you read, over?" says the F-16 squadron leader.
He continues.
"What are your demands and what is the status of the passengers onboard the plane?"
"Our demands? We want the fighter escort to back off. Failure to do so will result in the execution of two hostages picked at random. Back off now!!!" the terrorist flying the plane yells.
The Vice President orders the fighters to back off, and they fly back home to base.
Back at the terrorst air base, the hsotages are being taken off the bus and loaded onto a Boeing 747. Upon entry of the plane, the hostages are all astonished at what they see. The terrorist had their own customized plane. They see polished oakwwood tables, leather chairs, numerous televisions mounted on the walls as well as painting, graphically dipicting terrorist attacks carried out around the world in previous years.
The terrorists lead the hostages to the aft part of the plane, which is nothing like the front. When the hostages arrive, they see holding cells, torture chambers, and small prison cells. As they continue walking, they see a door with a sign with the words 'ARMORY- Authorized Personnel Only!'. This sends chills into all of the hostages as they have no idea what will happen or if they will die. Still walking, Kaimoni whispers to one of his generals.
"I dont like the looks of this. How in the world did they get funding for this, let alone the airbase and the fighter planes. This is totally unbelieveable. I wonder if......"
A terrorist guard spots him talking and inturrupts
"Silence or he will be shot!!!!"
Kaimoni starts to loose his patience and his tember, but he looks over at his wife and daughter and becomes calm again as he doesnt want to do anything that could put the lives of his family or his staff in jeapordy.
Upon reaching the back of the plane, the terrorist orders the hostages to file into the holding cells thta have been installed. The hostages take their seats and wait to see what happens. The plane begins to move. Echo spots fighter jets taing off from the runway. She taps Kaimoni's leg and begins to panic.
"Hunny, what are they doing> Are they going to shoot us down?
Chassidy looks up at him, waiting for his reply.
"No, Akbar is on with us hun. Dont worry. Just relax"
The plane takes off, and the fighter escorts take flank on the planes wings.
After some time, one of the terrorists comes back and opens the cell.
"Mr. President, come with me" the man say authritively.
Kaimoni looks over at Chassidy and Echo and gives them both a kiss on the forehead. he stands up, looks at his staff and gives them a reassuring look that he will be back, then he turns and leaves with the terrorist.
He is led to a room guarded by two more terrorist guards. The door opens and the President peers into the room only to see Akbar sitting in a chair with his feet propped up on a conference sized table smoking a Cuban cigar.
"Ah, Mr. President. how nice of you to join me. Please, come in"
Kaimoni steps in and the door closes behind him.
"Take a seat, relax, and lets catch up."
Sutton unemotionally, and without saying a word, walks to the table and sits down. he looks at Akbar, looking him in the eyes.
"What do you want with me? Why go through all of the trouble to get me the way you have and then not demand anything. Are you that pathetic?"
"SHIT UP!!" Akbar yells back before quickly compising himself again.
"Now, we will get to my demands in due time. For now, lets catch up. How have you been?" Akbar calmly says.
"How do you think? Afterall, Im a hell of a lote more successful as you can tell, and you know what? Im having the time of my life." Sutton boasts back.
Akbar lets out a little chuckle and replies.
"Well then....thats good to hear. Ya know, until today, I wasnt popular, rich, or even liked. Everyone underestimated just how powerful and intelligent i am, but now, your going to be the one to change ALL of that."
"And how exactly do you plan on making me do that Mr. Genius?"
"Simple. You will give me everything I want if you want your family to see tomorrow."
Kaimoni's heart begins to race as he thinks about what Akbar could possibly want him to do. He begins to fear that he may ask for something he cannot give.
"I wonder what it is that he wants" he thinks to himself.
IC:
'Credonia One', the Credonian presidential Boeing 747-400ER sat in Hanger 35 at Sutton Air Force Base awaiting President Sutton's arrival. Upon boarding the plane, Sutton would be whisked away on an international tour to discuss nuclear arms reduction with various international leaders.
Minutes later, the presidential motorcade arrives at the base. He steps out of his black 2004 Lincoln Navigator stretched limousine.
"Hey John. Ready for another back breaking trip?" he says to his secret service agent.
"Yes sir. Hopefully this trip wont be like the last where we had to turn back in mid flight to take care of brewing situations back at home." he replies.
"Yeah, me too. That sucked." Sutton says with a chuckle.
Sutton stops, poses for the camera's and photographers before ascending the steps to the mighty 747. Once on board he is saluted by the pilot.
"Hey Dan. Hows it goin'?"
"Great sir. Just to let you know, your football game was taped. It was great. The end score was..."
"Dont tell me the score knucklehead, let me watch it first"
Both the president and the pilot break out into laughter.
"Sorry sir. It was a good game. Anyway, time to get this plane off the ground. You should take your seat sir."
"Sure thing Dan. Fly safely!"
The president takes his seat in his office and buckles up. He is soon joined by his wife First Lady Echo Sutton and their 5 year old daughter Chassidy Rose Angel Sutton.
Meanwhile, in the press section of the plane, five members of a news crew expecting to interview the president sometime during the flight take their seats and prepare for take-off. The press secretary takes notice of the crew and gets a weird and ominous feeling, but she pushes that feeling aside as 'Credonia One' is one of the world's most secure aircraft in the world. She passes out press kits to the press representatives detailing the unclassified systems of the presidential aircraft.
"Credonia One serves the president's every move. It can be considered as the presidents flying office. This aircraft is so capable that the president can run the entire country, direct an entire war, or launch a full nuclear strike from it. In addition, it is equippted with one of the most modern and sophisticated communication systems in the entire western world. It's specifications, however, are classified due to national security reasons." she tells the reporters and news crews. After answering a few questions about the plane and the president's schedule, she quickly takes her seat while secret service agents and marines make one last sweep of the aircraft for security breaches and hazards.
"Agent one here, sector one clear"
"Agent two, sector four clear"
"Agent three, sector three clear"
"Agent four, sector two clear"
"Roger that. Credonia One is clear" says the lead sgent to the other agents and the pilots.
"Credonia One, winds are two seven zero at oh-five, runway two four Left, clear for take-off. After take-off, climb to Flight level two three zero." says the tower to the pilots.
"Roger, winds two seven zero at oh-five. Following take-off, ascend to flight level two three zero. Runway two four left, clear for take-off." says Dan as he reads back his take-off clearance to the tower.
Moments later, 'Credonia One' takes to the skies and begins its ascent to FL230 (flight level 230 or 23,000 ft.)
"You may now move about the aircraft" Dan announces on the planes P.A. system.
In the President's office, Kaimoni sits with Echo and Chassidy.
"Another painless take-off. See, that wasnt so bad princess. You dont have anything to be afraid of, especially when mommy and daddy are right here" Sutton says to Chassidy.
"You know how she doesnt like flying Kai. Besides, you know she's only flown three times. Give her a chance to get used to it. You should take her with you more often. You two need to spend more time together anyway." says Echo.
"Yeah, I know baby. Im trying to get some time to myself so that I can spend time with the both of you, not just her, but I cant seem to get away from all of these world affairs, and that Somalian conflict is no help. It's going to take three times longer than I thought to sort things out and get it all settled."
"We both understand hunny, do what you have to do."
They are interrupted by General Mitchell Ferguson, Credonian Secretary of Defense
"Sorry to bother you sir, but the meeting is starting to discuss the Somalia situation, everyone is all assembled." he says
"Very well. I'll be in there in just a second, lemme finish something with my wife."
"Yes sir"
Turning back to Echo and Chassidy
"Well, looks like i have to get back to work. Chassidy, you know if your scared, dont hesitate to come in princess.
"O.k. daddy" she replies.
Just before leaving the room, he gives Echo and Chassidy a kiss.
"I love you both. Be back in an hour or so."
"I love you too daddy."
"I love you too hunny. Have fun"
"Yea, right"
He chuckles at Echo's comment as he heads towards the secured conference room.
President Sutton enters the conference room. All in the room stand. He looks around to see who is there and nods to all of his cabinet members as they each say “good afternoon Mr. President” when he passes by them. He walks to the head of the old polished wood oval table. After standing in front of it, he takes hi seat and watches everyone else as they take their seat as well.
”ok, the first issue on our agenda obviously is the Somalia issue. We have not come up with a plan for completing the liberation of this country. How far along are we?’ he says
Sir, we have not yet begun composing a draft to present to you and congress. We have been concentrating our time on stabilizing the country before we begin planning to install a democratic government.” says Secretary of State Lauren Smith.
”Lets shift focus then. We need to begin making out that plan so that we can submit it to the allies for approval. By the time we get it approved, the major fighting would have ended or at least would be coming to an end.”
Back in the Presidents Office, Echo is sitting down on the couch with Chassidy, putting her to sleep. Suddenly a secret service agent knocks on the door and enters.
”Sorry ma’am, just making my rounds of the plane. Everything ok?”
“It’s quite alright John, and everything is fine.”
“Alright” John says as he exits the room and closes the door behind him.
An hour and a half later, the President emerges fro the conference room.
”Hey hun, did ya…”
“shhhh, Chassidy is sleep” Echo interrupts
”Oh, sorry” Kaimoni says with a smile.
”Its ok hun. How was the meeting> Did you come up with a plan for Somalia?”
“No, not yet. The cabinet is going to start on it today. It should be ready in a couple days. In the meantime, we are just going to continue to take over cites until we get the plan approved by the allies.” He pauses to think, then continues.
”From now until two weeks from now, my schedule will be very tight, and I wont have much free time to spend with you and chass.” *sigh*
“Awwwwww” Echo says sympathetically. She sits the president in a seat and gives him a massage.
”Don’t worry hun, after all of this, were going on vacation to Paledon Island. How’s that sound?”
No sooner had the President said that, the plane violently jolted forward, knocking the president and the first lady to the floor.
“What the hell was that?!!!” Kaimoni yells, surprised. He looks over at Echo to make sure she is ok. She senses his concern and tell him that she is ok. He the jumps up and goes over to Chassidy, who s still sleep, to wake her up.
”Geez, after that, shes still sleep. She gets it from you ya know”
Echo gives him an evil look as he turns to wake up Chassidy. Suddenly, a group of secret service agents burst into the room frantically searching fro the president and his family.
”Mr. President, Enemy F-4 fighters are attacking the plane!!!”
“WHAT? HOW MANY ARE THERE? WHAT DO THEY WANT?!!!!”
“We have spotted six F-4’s, however, if they wanted to destroy us, they could have and would have done so by now. The pilot reports that they hit our rudder so were in an alright condition”
“Who are they and what do they want?
“Not sure yet sir. We will wait for them to contact us. Were preparing your escape capsule just in case the need to use it arises.”
“Alright. Echo, and Chassidy, come with me, John, get the essential staff in the conference room now, and have secret service secure the doors. No one comes in, and no one goes out unless they have a reason. Also, have all calls transferred to the conference room the moment they come in.”
“Yes sir, im on it.”
Within minutes, the first family, cabinet members, and secret service agents gather in the conference room. The room is full of chatter of people trying to figure out what is going on.
”Ok everyone, sit down and be quiet. It is apparent what is going on here. We need to sit and wait for the terrorists to call. We will find out what they want, then we will contact the Presidential Palace. Until our call comes in, keep quiet. The last thing we need right now is confusion caused by a lot of chatter.
Sutton gets up and walks over to the windows. He catches a glimpse of the F-4 fighters escorting the plane. Suddenly, the phone rings. President Sutton walks over to the phone and puts it on speaker.
[I]”Hello, this is Kaimoni Sutton, President of the United States of Credonia. To whom am I speaking?”
“This is the terrorist who has seized control of your plane.”
“How can I help you?” The room goes qhostly quiet.
"You can help me by listening closely and doing exactly what i want. If your cooperation is satisfactory, then you and your plane will be released in a timely fashion. If you fail to cooperate, then we will slowly disable your plane until it crashes. Do you understand me Mr. President?"
"Yes i understand. But in order to cooperate, i must know what you want."
"You will know what i want soon. We are brining you to our airstrip. We will contact you again before you begin your runway approach." The phone clicks and goes silent.
"Well, it looks as if we are powerless until we get some of our birds in the air. Excuse me while I call the palace." Sutton says as he heads for his office.
Fifteen minutes later, he returns to the conference room with a grin on his face.
"Credonian F-16's are incoming. ETA, 30 minutes."
The room erupts into cheers until the phone rings. Before the President puts it on speaker, he waits until the room is completely quiet.
"President Sutton speaking."
"Ah, President Sutton. Im sure by now you have planes in the air heading for your location, however, it is too late. It's time to land the plane. You are entering into the approach pattern as we speak. Let me make one thing clear, everyone on the plane must get off with their hands in the air at all times or they will be fatally shot by one of my guys. Everyone will then be searched for weapons once on the ground, then transported to another facility where you and the others will be held for a short period and put on another plane. Oh, and there is no use trying to make phone calls, we are jamming the radio waves with Credonian technology capable of doing so." The phone clicks and goes silent once again.
The secret service agents inform everyone onboard of the procedures to get off of the plane safely. Within minutes, they are on the ground. The president looks out the window and sees the plane surrounded by armed terrorists, all of which are wearing face masks. They also appear to be armed with M16 assault riffles and a side arm, but he could not distinguish the exact type from his distance away from them.
"EVERYONE OFF THE PLANE!!!!!" yells a man with an Arabic accent on a loud speaker system.
One by one everyone gets off the plane with their hands in the air as they descent the stairs. Once they reach the ground, armed terrorist frisk them and lead them to buses in which the hostages will be transported by to another facility.
"HURRY UP!!! HURRY UP!!!!" the terrorist yells into the speaker. His voice now has a tone of urgency in it.
The last people off of the plane are the first family. Sutton walks in front of them to ensure that if the terrorists started firing on them, he would be shot and hopefully not them.
By now, the F-16's were a mere 15 minutes away and coming in red hot with their afterburners going. A group of five terrorists run into the plane and close the hatch. They taxi the plane to a runway and take off. Suddenly, the lights around the airstrip go out, camouflaging it with the darkness of night. The 747 takes t the skies. The hostages watch as it gains altitude, then seemingly out of no where, the F-16's fly by and destroy the F-4 fighters that had previously been escorting the presidential plane before it landed. The sky lights up as balls of fire surround the plane.
After the dog fight, it appeared that all of the F-16's survived and took flank on either side of 'Credonia One'. The hostages watched in shock as the presidential plane and its escorts fly away, disappearing into the clear night sky.
As the hostages triy to compose themselves and digest what had happened, the lights are turned back on and a group of armed terrorists were approaching, One of them o.nly held a small firearm while the others held M16's. He was obviously the terrorist in charge of the operation. The President looked at the man to see if he looked familiar. Much to his surprise, the man looked strikingly familiar, however, he couldnt place a name with the face. Then, suddenly, it clicked. The man was Akbar Muhammad, leader of the notorious Al-Makara terrorist organization. Akbar enters the bus where there President and his family are being held. The president rises and walks towards Akbar.
"Akbar Muhammad. I should ahve known this was your work. Dont tell me your still mad about what happened the year i went to college" says Sutton sarcastically.
"On the contrary Mr. President. It was probably one of the best things that has happened to me in a while" Akbar says boastfully.
Oh yea? And now, why's that? No, dont tell me, you spread your dirry lies to people and they believe you and pledfes you their lifelong support."
"Oh! Mr. President, your getting smartrer. Thats not like you" Akbar says with a laugh.
"Yes, well just remember that im smarter than you. I always have been ever since we were kids, and if i remember correctly, you were the one who always ran to me for help and answers."
"Shut up!!" Akbar angrily snaps back, inciting a case of the giggles within the other terrorists standing behing him.
"Now if your down giving out smart remarks, we can get on with this, and you can get me what i want. But for now, your getting on another plane so you cant be tracked down. I'll see you in thirty minutes"
Akbar gives Sutton an evil look and motions him to sit back down. Moments later, the buses pull off and head for another facility.
Presidetn Sutton begins to talk to his family and cabinet members.
"So you know him hun?" Echo asks.
"Yeah. We grew up together. Were were the best of friends until about the time i left for college to study political science and he left Credonia to live with his family overseas. He isnt a native Credonian. I forget where he was born though."
He pauses for a moment to think.
"Around the time that he left, he was starting to turn anti-democratic and began developing, or at least, showing hostilities towards me. I think it was because he became jealous of my sucess in and out of school while he failed most of the time and because of my strong beliefs in democracy."
"Do you think you know what he wants?"
"No, it could be anything, and im pretty sure hes bound to do anything he says he will do, especially with such an obviously elaborate scheme to take us hostage."
Echo nods and sympathetically looks at Kaimoni. He looks into her eyes for a moment before looking over at Chassidy who is sitting next to him in Echo's lap. He immediately senses that she is scared, so he taked her and rubs her back.
"Everything will be alright hunny. You dont have to worry, everything will be alright. Mommy and daddy are here" he say to her in a tone just louder than a whisper.
She begins to whimper an dcry as he holds her tight in his arms. He turns and looks at Echo who seems to be scared as well and he puts his free arms around her and gives her a sweet kiss on the cheek.
"Dont worry baby, i dont let anything happen to you or Chasidym even if i have to give my life."
Echo responds by smiling and giving him a quick and gentle kiss on the lips.
For a few moments, the President sits looking out of the window, wondering where the terrorists are taking them. Off in the distance he spots an air traffic control tower along with runway lights. Since it is pitch black outside, he cannot determine if it is a private or public airport, but soon realizes that it is a small airbase. As the buses drive closer, he can begin to make out the outline of fighter jets, cargo planes, and large passenger jets.
When the buses finally arrive at the airbase, they pass through a series of electrified fences that are guarded by even more terrorists.
"Jesus!! What is this supposed to be? A terrorist camp??" Sutton exclaims.
His Air Force General turns towards him.
"Yes sir, it most likely is, except this must be an advanced camp, obviously funded by the government thta has jurisdiction over the area where we are"
"Are you sure of this?"
"Positive sir. I ahve seen intelligence pictures taken by our U-2's showing advanced terrorist camps, most of which have their own aircraft"
President Sutton continues to talk to his staff, meanwhile back in Credonia at the Presidential Palace, the Vice President tries desperatly to hail 'Credonia One' on the phone.
"Something must be wrong. They're not responding to the phone. Try radioing from one of the F-16's" says Vice President Marcus Johnson.
"This is Alpha-One of the Credonian Air Force to Credonia One. Do you read, over?" says the F-16 squadron leader.
He continues.
"What are your demands and what is the status of the passengers onboard the plane?"
"Our demands? We want the fighter escort to back off. Failure to do so will result in the execution of two hostages picked at random. Back off now!!!" the terrorist flying the plane yells.
The Vice President orders the fighters to back off, and they fly back home to base.
Back at the terrorst air base, the hsotages are being taken off the bus and loaded onto a Boeing 747. Upon entry of the plane, the hostages are all astonished at what they see. The terrorist had their own customized plane. They see polished oakwwood tables, leather chairs, numerous televisions mounted on the walls as well as painting, graphically dipicting terrorist attacks carried out around the world in previous years.
The terrorists lead the hostages to the aft part of the plane, which is nothing like the front. When the hostages arrive, they see holding cells, torture chambers, and small prison cells. As they continue walking, they see a door with a sign with the words 'ARMORY- Authorized Personnel Only!'. This sends chills into all of the hostages as they have no idea what will happen or if they will die. Still walking, Kaimoni whispers to one of his generals.
"I dont like the looks of this. How in the world did they get funding for this, let alone the airbase and the fighter planes. This is totally unbelieveable. I wonder if......"
A terrorist guard spots him talking and inturrupts
"Silence or he will be shot!!!!"
Kaimoni starts to loose his patience and his tember, but he looks over at his wife and daughter and becomes calm again as he doesnt want to do anything that could put the lives of his family or his staff in jeapordy.
Upon reaching the back of the plane, the terrorist orders the hostages to file into the holding cells thta have been installed. The hostages take their seats and wait to see what happens. The plane begins to move. Echo spots fighter jets taing off from the runway. She taps Kaimoni's leg and begins to panic.
"Hunny, what are they doing> Are they going to shoot us down?
Chassidy looks up at him, waiting for his reply.
"No, Akbar is on with us hun. Dont worry. Just relax"
The plane takes off, and the fighter escorts take flank on the planes wings.
After some time, one of the terrorists comes back and opens the cell.
"Mr. President, come with me" the man say authritively.
Kaimoni looks over at Chassidy and Echo and gives them both a kiss on the forehead. he stands up, looks at his staff and gives them a reassuring look that he will be back, then he turns and leaves with the terrorist.
He is led to a room guarded by two more terrorist guards. The door opens and the President peers into the room only to see Akbar sitting in a chair with his feet propped up on a conference sized table smoking a Cuban cigar.
"Ah, Mr. President. how nice of you to join me. Please, come in"
Kaimoni steps in and the door closes behind him.
"Take a seat, relax, and lets catch up."
Sutton unemotionally, and without saying a word, walks to the table and sits down. he looks at Akbar, looking him in the eyes.
"What do you want with me? Why go through all of the trouble to get me the way you have and then not demand anything. Are you that pathetic?"
"SHIT UP!!" Akbar yells back before quickly compising himself again.
"Now, we will get to my demands in due time. For now, lets catch up. How have you been?" Akbar calmly says.
"How do you think? Afterall, Im a hell of a lote more successful as you can tell, and you know what? Im having the time of my life." Sutton boasts back.
Akbar lets out a little chuckle and replies.
"Well then....thats good to hear. Ya know, until today, I wasnt popular, rich, or even liked. Everyone underestimated just how powerful and intelligent i am, but now, your going to be the one to change ALL of that."
"And how exactly do you plan on making me do that Mr. Genius?"
"Simple. You will give me everything I want if you want your family to see tomorrow."
Kaimoni's heart begins to race as he thinks about what Akbar could possibly want him to do. He begins to fear that he may ask for something he cannot give.
"I wonder what it is that he wants" he thinks to himself.