Exclusive Fox News interview with Ex-President Stark!
The reporter sat keenly, her manicured fingers curled around a silver pen as she crossed one foot over the other, eyes watching Mr Stark with a fierce intensity, this was her big break. An interview with Anthony Stark had temporarily set aside all airtime for anything else and virtually all media platforms were abuzz with such an extraordinary and unexpected interview. Stark had almost vanished off of the face of the earth.
One minute he had been apparently murdered by one Quintus Knightfall outside of the White House, the next, he was sighted once, and then vanished for an entire year -- And then again, he appeared. A single memo calling Fox News allowing them an exclusive interview on a remote island which the past President had seemingly used as refuge for the present time.
"Welcome, Mrs Fisher," Stark introduced, the warm breeze blowing in from the open window of a balcony.
"I hope you don't mind the breeze," he continued, looking at her and not the camera. "I've just been cooped up for so long," he gazed out to the sea, slowly trailing his eyes back to the journalist.
The journalist looked at her clipboard briefly and then back up, watching as Stark crossed two palms behind his back and waited, the camera and camera-crew, let alone the millions watching not causing Stark to waver in the slightest.
"So, Mr Stark, you are a man of much controversy. Some say you should have been impeached in your first month of Presidency. Others, say that your abandonment of Gothic City was the most reckless move a government had made since the orchestration of invading Venezuela... Which you were also involved in, am I not correct? Is it suffice to say that declaring a No-Man's Land in Gothic City was... At best, a mistake?"
Stark hovered towards an empty seat, and sat quietly. His head shaking disagreeably. "I've made many mistakes Mrs Fisher, Gothic City was not one of them. In fact, I would argue that Gothic City was one of the defining moments of my Presidency that showed the world, without doubt, that I had the fortitude to do what no other was willing to do: strip the United States of a tumor, a cancer." He tutted, "Gothic City was beyond economical, political and legal repair. It bred terrorists on a daily basis. You know, one of the very terrorists which attacked the White House originated from Gothic City? His name was the Brahma Bull, had Gothic not been allowed to prosper into nothingness, he probably would have never came to be. I believe that had Gothic been allowed to stay a part of the United States of America, it would have bred more and more terrorists, allowing them free-passage into the rest of the states due to American Citizenship and then..." He mimicked an explosion with his hands, "boom. More death."
The reporter turned her head, squinting, "so... You're saying that by declaring Gothic a No-Man's Land, that you effectively introduced border control? So you're saying that by stripping anyone living in that area of citizenship, they would find it harder to travel to the United States without some type of authority figure stopping them?" She raised an eyebrow, skeptical.
"One of the reasons, yes. Prior to my presidency, a man attacked and destroyed the Statue of Liberty. He originated from Gothic City, and had a criminal history. A fact is, America was plagued by an infestation of cancerous terrorists from Gothic City. I tried to strip the cancer away."
The previous President looked to the window, and then back to the reporter. "The cancer had clearly spread prior to my intervention. But nonetheless, people whom wanted to leave Gothic did, and the government at the time properly evacuated and housed them appropriately. Anyone which stayed... Wanted to stay in Gothic... That was their prerogative and the consequences the same."
The reporter shook her head in disbelief at Stark, and then continued. "What do you think of the company known as Maverick? And for that matter, what do you think of the election currently being held?"
Stark cracked his knuckle, and smiled at the camera. "Maverick.... I'm watching them," he then slyly diverted to the next question, "briefly... I think that Samuel Washington is boring. Tristyn's blatant anti-mutant sentiment won't serve them any justice, and I think that Jean Quentin is an idealist that stands a shot at winning... He's just a little too bland for my liking. I'm not really sure that man could do what is necessary."
Stark then moved to the most interesting of the bunch, Alexander.
"And then we have Mr Donn, the Deputy of the CIA, oddly, tells tales of his experience yet lacks real answers I imagine. The CIA was unable to help Gothic and stop even some of the smaller scale terrorists which bred within it, the CIA was unable to save the Statue of Liberty from a known terrorist, I just don't see how Mr Donn's credential's stand up to scrutiny. The truth is, none of the candidates are currently appropriate, even Miss Kelly Coltaine who speaks far too much of her own personal tangents firing away fact after fact, is boring." The Iron Titan then shrugged, "even I had previously held the position of Secretary of Mutant-Affairs prior to being POTUS. The list of candidates thus far leaves me wondering what any of them could do for this country."
Stark smirked, leaning back into the chair and shaking his head, "maybe Maverick should just take over. I mean, they've more or less declared themselves world police, haven't they?"
He winked into the camera as the reporter sped to speak, "thank you for your time Mrs Fisher, but that would be all." And as quickly as he had returned, the Merchant of Death left, strutting into another room as it shut behind him.
Log in to comment