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Presidential Assasination
USRWC AP 8 December 2004

This morning as President Tymaine Griffin was on his morning jog a sniper, who is still at large, shot three bullets into the President's spine, neck, and the back of his head; killing him instantly. No others were shot, and no death threats had been recieved. The Secret Service, FBI, and CIA are all gathering intelligence and striking in certain townships in the State of Lletlla, where terrorist at large, Sydney Fabers, is suspected to be hiding.

President Tymaine Griffin left a wife, Elizabeth Griffin, and three children, Michael, Rachel, and Joseph. He is most remembered as a great diplomat, serving as Secretary of State for 8 years, and then as Vice President, under Jason Conners for 8 years.

The funeral will take place in two days, after the final autopsy is done. Following the funeral, which is open to the public, the inauguration of Vice President James Folkner to the office of Presidency will take place.

The Kingdom of San Lucia expresses our condolences to the loss of your president.

Otto von Hinderreich
Minister of Foriegn Affiars
San Lucia

I want to fully express my condolences for the death of President Griffin. Just remember, though, he is with God, now.

Czar Rekjyavich Ivan Andropov III
Monarch of the Protestant Prussian Czardom of Derscon
Arch-Chancellor of Greater Prussia

We send our condolences. We too know how it is to lose a president in midterm, and to violent acts. We wish you best of luck to find and prosecute the sniper.

-Cathrine Soma, President of the USSM

A platoon of Marines marched into the small township of Gray, right outside of Enoph (Lletlla's capital), 3 humvee's followed the lead one with a loudspeaker with a cold angered voice sounding over it:
"Attention citizens of Gray, this is the USRWC Marine Corps, we will be conducting a search of certain homes and buildings. Your cooperation in this matter would be greatly appreciated, any resistance will result in an arrest and a prosecution for obstruction of justice, aiding and abetting, and hinderance of a government search."

People peeked out of their windows, trying to see what houses and buildings the Marines went into.

Squad Alpha of the Platoon came to a halt in front of Saint Charles Charity and Missionary Works, an organization that was once audited and sanctioned for funding organizations with known ties to terrorism.
"Open the doors, USRWC Marine Corps. We're here to search the premises, any attempt at resistance will be met with force, any attempt at escape will result in a wounding shot. The back is already covered."

The door creaked open and a Priest opened the door "Yes come in gentlemen. You'll find no resistance here, please do as you need."

The Marines nodded and entered cautiously conducting their sweep of the building thoroughly, one Corporal entered the dining room and noticed that the rug beneath the table had been wrinkled and pushed back a bit. "1st Sergeant! I've found something in the dining room." he moved foward and began to push the table out of the way the rug dragging with the table legs to uncover a trap door. "Excuse me father, but why praytell do you have a trap door under your dining room table?"

The Priest shifted nervously and his eyes looked around the room, not landing on the Marines or the trap door they had just uncovered. "Umm..well..er...I store liquor in there and run it for the underground alcohol trade..."

"Open the door Corporal." the 1st Sergeant ordered. The Corporal opened the trap door slowly, as the rest of the squad surrounded it, their XM8's all loaded and ready for fire. The Corporal turned on the flash light attachment, and shined it into the hole. There were various liquor bottles stored in wooden crates, and cobwebs in various places. "1st Sergeant, permission to enter and clear the hole." the Staff Sergeant said.

"Permission granted Staff Sergeant, clear the hole...Corporal Vice and Sergeant Adams...follow and cover." replied 1st Sergeant Douglas. The three entered the door cautiously and a shout came from Sergeant Adams "Come out with your hands above your head, all of you!" the sounds of shuffling feet was heard and 4 young men, dressed in altar boy outfits emerged, slightly dusty and wreaking of vodka.

The rest of the squad moved in and handcuffed them, including the Priest "Just liquor, eh father? Running boys on the Catholic Priest network to?" scoffed a Lance Corporal as he handcuffed the priest."

"Lance Corporal, watch your mouth. You are a United States Marine, do your job with some professionalism." 1st Sergeant Douglas glared as he angrily reprimanded the Lance Corporal."

Vice President Folkner stepped up to the podium, his face seemed tired and worn. "My Fellow Conspirators, today is a sad day. We have lost this nations best diplomat and adored President. The funeral for President Tymaine Griffin will be tommorow, the sermon at 9am, with the procession and the burial to take place at Noon. Flags are to be flown at half-mast for the next year. President Griffin will be sorely missed, and my family will take care of his family as we would our own. His wife Elizabeth, has declined to be interviewed and asks that the Press has the decency and the respect to leave her family be. I will now take questions."

"Yes, Mr. Vice Presid...er Mr. President...Who are the nominees for the office of Vice President?"

"That's a good question. I have a small list of a feq qualified candidates, and after they interview with the Senate the candidate will be announced."

"You dodged my question Mr. President...who are the nominees?"

"Can't get anything by you...the list contains Major General Anthony Miller: Retired USMC and Adjunctant General of the Marine Corps, Lieutenant General Lincoln Fasm: Retired Army and XO of Camp Falkland, Former Attorney General Colin Links: who was best known for his thorough work when the Catholic Terrorists attempted to form a milita, Former Sec. of State Angela Minks: whos diplomacy is considered the perfect model as she displayed during the CL War, Former Sec. of Defense Adam Grist: Who helped our military to grow by leaps and bounds, he also served in the Senate as the Majority Leader and as the Chairman of the Foreign Relations and Defense Committee, and Former President Jason Conners: everyone remembers him as one of the best Presidents this country had a devout family man, a noble soldier, an expert on Defense, Diplomacy, Economics...and well just a good guy all around."

"President Conners is up for nomination, don't you think that perhaps he's overqualified for the position?"

"President Conners was, and still is, a wonderful leader...I'll let him decide whether he wants the job or not..."

The 4 young Catholics and the Priest were locked in a dimly lit room, somewhere within the Pentagon, the windows showed their reflections, but they knew there were people behind them..monitoring their movements and watching them closely.

The door to the room opened and Attorney General Levi Destart entered the room, his face seemed to be fixed into a permenant scowl. "Let's cut the shit and get straight down to it. What do you know about the assasination of President Griffin? And where in flippin hell is Sydney Fabers?" his voice came out menacing and almost crept into a growl.

The Priest spoke up "Son, we have no idea who this Sydney Fabers is or what we have to do with the assasination on President Griffin." his voice quivered lightly.

"Well is that a fact? Why were you hidin young alter boys Father....Lightner? Hmm? Trading them on the black market with your liquor? Cause I'll bust you for that, but somehow I don't think that's what you were worried about...you were in on the assasination weren't you?" Destart's voice began to raise and become louder and louder.

One of the young men spoke up "I..don't..want any trouble....I didn't know that we were going to go do that...I just tho.."

"SHUT THE HELL UP!" screamed one of the others.

Destart's walked over to the one who screamed and backhanded him "You wanna obstruct more justice? Why don't you SHUT THE HELL UP? Hmm? Now, what were you going to say son?" Destart's voice lowered and calmed after screaming at the other boy.

"I drove the van, I thought..I thought it was a random drive by to spread the word...but they made me wait as they got out and 'tended' to things...next thing I knew I heard 3 gunshots and they jumped back into the van. Not knowing what else to do I took off using the alleyways...." he stammered and his voice quivered violently as tears began to drop.

"Son, if you can testify to that in court and give us the evidence... you might just get a life sentence. Any reason you wouldn't do that?" Destart's voice was very cool, calm, and collected.

After recent attacks on our leader we find this assasanition attempts to be startling a regularity in our world. We give our condolences and hope to assist the nation anyway we can

As Archchancellor of Greater Prussia, I hereby lend the Knights Templar to you to use at your discresion in order to hunt down any persons involved.

God Bless,

Archchancellor Rekjyavich Ivan Andropov III

Jarem Al Massoud Leaned back on the granite building nonchalantly and peeked over the top of his newspaper. The other sniper was there. He did not know the name of his associate, but he was glad it was not a solo operation. He folded his newpaper and stuck it under his arm.(Signal) The other lit cigarete and waved for a taxi(Signal). Jarem jogged across the street and shared the cab seat.
Jarem was wearing simple civilian clothes, nothing that would stand out a great deal. A t-shirt, Blue jeans and an old Iraqi army coat. His beard nor mustache was extravagant. He looked just like any other Arab tourist.

"So how did it go" the other asked
"I got Him" Jarem replied "They're still in shock"
"Fine, on to phase two"

Most people within the country were settling down in front of their television sets, prepared for the Presidential Address to be aired.

The Presidential Seal flashed onto the screens and then faded out, and President Folkner was shown sitting behind the desk in the oval office.
"Good evening my fellow countrymen. I address you tonight as your president, and to inform you of crucial decisions and findings we have made in the past few days. The funeral for President Griffin went well, there were no interruptions or disturbances and he is at peace. We currently have 5 men in custody that are linked to the assasination of President Griffin, the investigation is going smoothly and nothing will hinder us from completing it and bringing these terrorists to justice.

As you well know, I have turned my appointee list, for the office of Vice President, into the Senate and the appointees have been interviewed and the new Vice President of the United States of RightWing Conspirators is none other than a beloved former President, Jason Conners. God be praised for the blessings we have, and for the understanding of the events that have come to pass. Good night, Vallo Licentia Quod Conserve Pendo Pro Bonus Orbis."

The nation of Big Long Now mourns with you as you deal with the loss of your president. We have watched this situation quietly and believe that it would be in the best interest of the suspects if they were put on trial outside of their nation in an unknown location. If you wish, we open our borders for a trial by your rules.

John Banren
Federal Attorney of Big Long Now

Destarts sat the young man down in a chair in his office. "I want you to swear right here, right now that all you've told me is a true testimony and that you'll repeat it before a grand jury and before congress." he said calmly.

The young man looked up "Yes sir, I swear." he said nervously, with a bit of a jitter to his voice.

Destarts nodded and smiled "You'll be moved to an undisclosed location until a trial date and place is arranged." he pressed the button on his intercom "Send in the Agents to escort this young man to witness protection."

ooc: sorry i havent posted, I was out of state for a while. Grandparents dont have a computer.

IC:

It was a reasonably good disguise. They had rented the ladder from a home appliance center for a good price, under aliases of course, and Jarem was decked out, in his new electric company uniform. The ladder had been set up, and each man was in position. He climbed, and when he reached the transformer, he waited for his counterpart to arrive. The silhouette appeared on the street.He tapped the circuit breaker.
The lights on the whole block went out, and darkness covered everything. The only thing keeping the two troublemakers operating were two small, singlescope nightvision lenses. The Senator was getting a special package tonight.
The operative reached the mailbox right as flashlights were being turned on in the surrounding houses. He slipped the envelope in, and retreated to the next street where Jarem was waiting with their getaway car.

"I hope the senator has a working immune system" He said.
Jarem laughed, even though he hardly thought the subject was worth joking about.

We are very sorry. We have sent the spy, but when we tried to tell him that he was at the wrong country, it was too late.

Though we will not pay any penalty for this. If you wish, war is possible.

Klingtons Special Forces team waited in the buildings above the incident. Ragfin took a last puff off of his cigar and put it out right as the power went out to avoid detection, he radioed Hagorn, "Fire the Flashbang bullets, over." Hagorn replied softly, "Commencing." A slew of bullets flew out of the window into the car, all exploding with a powerful flash and bang, the driver of the car, incapacitated crashed into a wall, and all nearby witnesses were incapicated and hopefully wouldnt see the SA finish the job. Ragfin pulled up a Rocket Launcher on his shoulder, "I never was one for subtulties." As he fired into the car of the enemy. Arvon waited on the roof and said "HK head out and retreive that, Ill cover you. The rest of you move out." And the rest of the SA moved to a run-down building and entered the cellar, there they found a tunnel leading away from the danger. HK and Arvon would redevous with them later...

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The Democratic Republic of Dhabi expresses our condolences to the loss of your president. We are sending 3000 roses to the funeral