Back in Hostin, plans were being made.
“Now, how should we go about this?” One man said. “Release the onslaught yet?” He asked. “No…not yet.” The other replied. “I must kill him first.” said Crater. “He must die. He was chosen to live a life worth living. I was abandoned and poisoned. He must know his gratitude. If not, he must pay the price. He has been judged ingrateful. Thus, the man shall die. That is my one requirement in this alliance.” He said. “Surely, you wouldn’t want this alliance to be endangered.” Crater said. The first looked upset. The second was content. “We shall defeat him together.” The second man said. “He’ll finally be with our dad-in hell.” Crater said.”Perhaps we’ll go with Plan T.” The second man smirked. “Yes..yes, very wise.”
Meanwhile, Erich had made tea for the kids. “Here, this is the last of it. I usually only use it when I’m sick.” He handed a mug to Laura and another to Tom. They just sat down, when someone knocked on the door. Erich opened the door to find a man and woman dressed in suits with sunglasses. “Hello Erich. We’ve been assigned the mission of Protecting & Relocating you.” Erich knew who they were. They were agents. “Well, it’s not like it’s neccessary, I mean…it’s only temporary. Crater will get caught up in other things..” The agents had no emotion. It was as if they were programmed. “No, this isn’t a temporary matter.” The woman said. “Well, why can’t the army just take him down?” He asked. “You still haven’t figured out the severity of the situation, have you?” The man said. “He won’t rest until he kills you. The army can’t do anything because, in case you haven’t figured it out, our president is dead. The Vice President is working to enact several taxes, but has not yet mentioned the war. The Senate and House are both working to suspend his official term.” Erich was worried. “So, should the Senate fail…” He began to say. “Then we’ll be attacked nonstop.” The agent replied. “We leave in one hour.” He said. “Pack your things.” Erich looked at the kids. “But what about them? I promised I’d care for them.” Erich said. “Just grab the kids and any of your belongings and get out of here. We can’t risk Crater coming here while you’re sleeping and finishing the job.” Erich saw the agent’s point. He was given a solvent to deactivate the chip in his head. Meanwhile, plans were being made in Washington.
A bipartisan meeting was held. “We must go to war. There’s just no denying the fact. We’re the target because of our negligence. Now we must end what we started.” Said a Senator named Senator Renalds. “Agreed. There must be no delay.” said another. “War is not a result of such nonsense. All of this talk is irrational. I’d go so far as to question your sanity, Senator Renalds,” said an elderly senator. His years of experience proved him to be wise. His face was always stern. He would never shed a smile, nor tear. The man had no emotion. Senator Renalds, the man who proposed the war, got up from his seat. “So you believe that we should just leave this problem for our future generation to handle?” He paused. “That sounds like a great idea.” He said. “Just so long as you go to every household in this country and explain how they’re being screwed over. How they cannot live securely because of the constant threat of terrorism. We can no longer negotiate because we’re wrong.” The old man chuckled. “Then do you suggest that we go ruin a country merely because of their response to our negligence.” He said. One senator’s face turned red. “This was not our negligence, but generations and generations before us. In our society today, as a whole, our generation has done many things wrong. But if we are to endanger the next generation, we shall cause a new cycle of hatred. A hatred of Hostin, that will continue for years and years. We must break this cycle of hatred. And the only way to break the cycle of hatred, is to kill those who bear the hatred inside of their hearts. We caused this hatred, but we shall end it.”