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[Earth 3] A new age in a small nation

San Lucia
11-12-2004, 01:11
Nothing compares to the beauty of this land, Jean thought to himself, as he looked out of the old, thick pained window into the morning countryside. Dew drying off the light green grass, as it gently swayed in the wind. The yellow and red trees, their branches protruding from every part of the trunk, as the fragile leaves they held, gently swirled to the ground. Ah, yes what a great day to seal this deal.

For 4 years Jean had been working towards this dream. Bargaining, Foraging new Alliances and breaking old bonds. All the hard work, all the tough decisions and all the ruthless arguments had payed off, for the dream was now only one handshake away. That dream was a simple one: to control the small country of Luxembourg. The land he called home.

Glancing at his Rolex, Jean-Luc Benaux was filled to the brim with excitement, as the thin black minute hand made its way toward its destination. It was now only seconds from destiny and time had seemed to slow down. 10 seconds . . . 5 seconds . . .

Just as Jean-Luc spun around, the door gently creaked open and 3 men entered the room. All 3 of them wearing suits that would cost some an entire months salary, displaying fine jewlry that glistened in the reflected light of the beaming morning sun. For these men held the keys to the country and were now preparing to let them go.

“ Good morning, Gentlemen.”

Beleneux casually said, as he gracefully glided to the solid cherry and oak wood table.

“ No games this time, Jean. You’ve almost driven us into ruin. Just sign the damn papers and end this, now.” One of the men replied, as he slammed his pen onto the table.

Observing each of them with his dark blue eyes, he saw the uncertainly and anxiousness in their demeanors. Eyes shifting, beads of sweat occasionally dripping from there wrinkled foreheads. He knew they wanted to avoid this moment. But fate is cruel, after all.

“ Alright, if you want to play it that way. But the outcome is still the same.”

Glancing down at the documents, Jean quickly singed them and then looked up in silence for a moment, again glancing at each one of the men.

“ What, Whhhat is it?” One of the men blurted out, his voice becoming increasingly concerned.

“There’s only one thing left to do now.” Jean-Luc said with a smile. Then with the precision of a trained solider, he revealed his FN FiveSeveN Semi-Automatic Handgun and promptly shot all of them.

Gazing at what used to be the three most powerful men in Luxemborg, their lifeless corpses sprawled out on the floor; Jean-Luc chukled to himself. Tossing the pen onto one of the corpses, he minced out of the building, into the crisp fall air.
San Lucia
11-12-2004, 02:36
Bump