Emergency
Emergency: a serious, unexpected and dire situation that requires immediate action.
"Sir officers are being dispatched on the ground outside the site of the bogey." A radio crackled in the presidents desk, he was inside an underground bunker in a secret location listening to his military's actions about Chat "Blanc". Chat Blanc stood on top of a civilian bakery looking down, sniper shots even with fifty caliber rounds knocked him down but he got right back up. Someone had taken a photo of the rogue superhero and posted it on social media. It showed the same blonde bombshell that many swooned over in France and all over the world, well not recently. This was definitely Chat Noir gone rogue because of the similar eye injury. But now something was different, an almost violet pinkish flame now shown out of Chat Blanc's eyes.
"Do we have a plan for action in case he just decides to attack?" The president asked examining another photo, a bald middle aged man wearing a fancy army jacket with multiple medals and pins on the front with golden cuff links shook his head looking down at the ground.
"Nothing works, bullets, explosions, sleep and poison darts shot out of everything possible, they even chemical weapon X-8 and all it did was burn holes in the suit which quickly patched themselves up!" The man slammed a folder down on the desk containing papers which had all the info of each of the weapons used, the president stood up. The president was young, he was 47 and he had a fiery temper that matched that of demons in hell. The president drummed his fingers on the desk to the French national anthem, thinking, a vein popped out of his forehead as he stood up from his chair and flipped the desk over. Yelling and sending papers flying and drawers contents spilling everywhere.
"You know god damn exactly what I do that we made a dire mistake, and now we are paying out the ass because of it!" The president yelled, poking the bald man in the chest as the bald man just flinched in return.
"Chat Noir has some how gotten akumatized and now we don't have Ladybug to help us damnit!" The president yelled grabbing a paining of himself off the wall and flinging it across the table and turning to the bald man again.
"Get me the chief of Paris police, and the head of the "Vault" on the phone and I want the immediate execution of Gabriel Agreste." The president yelled, the bald man put his hands up in the air.
"We can't kill Gabriel Agreste sir, the death penalty is against our constitution and has been since 1981!" The bald man yelled and the president just grabbed the collars of the bald man's jacket.
"There's not going to be a constitution to uphold when Chat Blanc decides he has had enough of France and he decides to execute US one by one!" The president pulled off the bald man's cuff links and threw them at him, one hit the bald man in the eye and he fell down into a chair, the president quickly apologized and the two shared quick words.
"I understand that the death penalty is against our constitution, my father was one of the people who voted to abolish it! But I can't just let Gabriel Agreste live while he's the reason this entire ordeal is happening." The president sat in a chair he hadn't over turned and he dug his hand into a candy bowl, skipping all the candies with nuts and peanut butter.
"Sir we already contacted the chief of Paris police and they have a cadet interrogating Gabriel Agreste, the cadet is new but his family comes from a line of French and American police officers, going all the way back to the post Napoleonic Era." The bald man stated shaking his head almost in dis belief in his own words as he took a candy from the glass ornamental candy bowl also. The president got an idea and tried to clear his throat while chewing.
"Put this cadet on the phone were gonna get a live stream of this interrogation." The president said, they called the police and got a direct number to Durant and when they called him, Durant answered the phone uneasy and shaking.
"H-hello?" Durant said when it sounded like someone took the Phone and a new and more feminine sounding voice took the phone.
"Hi is this the president, looks like you should think harder next time on whether you REALLY need us or not."
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