The world as we knew had be torn beneath are feet, hell did rise on earth and mere mortals could only watch as their lives sat in the balance of a child. Families where torn apart, the leaders of countries fell lifeless to the floor and all the human race could do was die in the coming flames. Watching as heroes struggled to find their place and take up arms, the lucky ones where saved from the flames. But what they bore witness to was something different. They watched with open eyes as the line was drawn in sand at the pentagon. But it was not the Titans, Ice or even the U.S Army. Their hopes had fallen on the shoulders of villains. For a moment they watched as they stood fighting the final battle against a beast of unbeatable odds. Then he came the nightmare that they had all seen. But in that nightmare he also brought hope, a hope that they had thought was lost. People watched on their screens, listened on the radio’s and before them the world began to change, the demons vanished and the children awoke, dead family members returned and yet their leaders still lay dead.
Some saw it as freedom and others saw fear before them, but in that day they where all happy to be alive with their families. But change sat in the air, everything they knew had changed and in that hour of need they turned to their saviors.
Press Conference spokes person for the American Government:
“The president and vice president are dead; this is a sad day in American history and the world. But let me assure you that steps are under way to reestablish our government and our country.”
The room remained silent for a moment and a single hand broke the ever growing tide of reporters, the world wanted knowledge, they needed to be reassured that the turmoil was over, fear had entered their hearts as other countries had already started to piece back their governments, how long would it take before one of their enemies took this chance .
“Excuse me, Angela Smith the times.” The man behind the podium nodded “ What if anything can the government do now, we have been broken, there is no heads of state no congress men or generals to take over from what can only be called this disaster.”
The man took a moment before he replied “All of what you have said is true, but this will take time before we can fully rebuild, ranks can be promoted and are military forces are working on that as we speak, by the end of this week, this countries defenses will be back to full strength, as for leadership that is an issue that shall be addressed, we are in close contact with the United Kingdom and their new prminister.”
Before he could finish the women spoke again “With all due respect the armies where unable to stop this from happening! Will we be following the route of the United Kingdom and electing a hero to take the place of the President and why did none of them come to are aid.”
“As I said steps are being taken place to make sure this type of event can never happen, as for the leader of this great country, well that is not for me to decide. I must remind everyone that the world was in chaos and some meta humans did come to help, remember this was not just a battle on our fair land but was one for the whole of humanity, The heroes did what they could. But right now we have to look for hope and for that we will be turning to those who saved us when others failed, those willing to push on and fight no matter what the outcome. No more questions” he left the podium and walked the halls that had been fixed by Final Arrow’s magic as he passed onto other life. Reaching the end of the hall the man stopped realizing he had nowhere to go and report, no longer did he have to inform the president and everyone was looking to him for answers that he did not have.
Washington had been put under marshal law as had most of the country to prevent riots, people can be just as bad as demons when they had the chance. Even the military where questioning what to do, but what ever the Presidents aid had to do he had to do it fast before a power struggle took hold of America. Picking up his phone he began typing in the pentagons direct line. “I don’t care who is there, I want someone to contact me to Gambler, I know that’s not his real name,” and from there the world began to reform.
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This is a cannon rp following on from the events of All Hell.