NationStates Jolt Archive

Anatoly Korenchkin picked up his phone. His Kanabian Nationalist Party had made a poor showing in the recent elections...and he was convinced there was only one way for him to make the Kanabian People realise his way.

He dialed the office for the Vice-Chancellor of Lethislavania. A secretary answered. "I need to speak to Mr. Drummond. It is urgent." "Just a minute..."

He knew Mr Drummond would support him. He needed funds to make his plan work, however...Though he was a semi-retired General, he couldn't use any Kanabian sources for fear of causing suspicion...

Michael's Secretary walked into the room, smiling. "Sir, call from Kanabia, line 2." He looked at her, and smiled. "Thank you, Miss Clarion. Don't you think it's a bit late?" Outside, the stars twinkled in the sky. "Yes, sir. May I go home?" He nodded. "Good day, Miss Clarion." He picked up the phone. "Ah, Anatoly. Good to talk to you." He pulled out a cigar and lit it. "Ah yes, I'm sure I could get you some funding." He puffed out some smoke. "Under the table? Ah, well, you know, our system is rather corrupt, it shouldn't be too hard. I can have it to you soon." Sighing, he listened a bit more. "Also, yopu need to come by some time, and we can smoke a cigar." Anatoly finished talking, and Michael smiled a bit. "Good day to you too." He hung up the phone, grabbed his coat, and began to walk home

So, it was set.

Anatoly then instructed a captain in the Kanabian Intelligence Service to get in touch with a contact within the nation of Belem, to acquire whatever weapons he could...

2 Weeks later...

"The suitcases, sir."
Anatoly opened the case closest to him.
"Excellent. Tell me, Captain Harris...how loyal are you to Kanabia?"
"Sir, I would give my life if need be."
"Is that your desire?"
"If it must be done."

Anatoly pulled out an automatic pistol and shot the bewildered Captain in the face, blood and skull chips smattering the two suitcases on the table.

"Now, I need another martyr...or fifty."

A week later

"....So men! Am I clear in my orders?!"
"SIR, YESSIR!"
"You will die, but you will die as heroes of Kanabia and your names will be written in history!"

After Korenchkin's Speech
"Nadia, I want to speak to you."
"Yes, Anatoly?"
"In the event that something happens to me, you will guide Kanabia to a new age. You will be the leader. I trust you with the responsibility..."
"I appreciate it."
"I'm sure. You will not be coming with me to the Central News Agency building. I want you to lie low and watch the other package, just in case."
"Don't worry about me."
"I won't need to."