"Leaders come together!" a deep voice rang through the golden hall.
"This madness must end! the war must not continue!"
Yelling erupted from either side of the hall.
a tall slender man rose up from his seat.
"We will continue this war unless America surrenders!"
Another man, short and stocky, but his shoulders wide and his arms strong.
"It is their fault! as well as England's, and Canada's!"
A man from America stood up.
"We had to search for the weapons!"
"you destroyed entire cities looking for these supposed weapons!"
"We only used violence because they started shooting at our troops!"
"They were defending their land from you!"
an argument erupted. England, America and Canada on one side. France Russia and Germany on the other.
"Enough of this!" a random voice rang out through the argument.
He yelled louder so the ones arguing could hear.
His voice pierced their heart and they dropped to their seats. His voice firm and controlling.
"I will find a solution to this." his tone lowered but his voice still controlling.
He straightened his blue tie as he took a step forward.
"If you will please all order your troops to a cease-fire i can stop this madness." He pushed back his long black hair and looked around, his bright blue eyes glistening around the golden hall.
A day later he had reached a set of mountains in Scotland by a boat. He trekked up the mountain path to an entrance of a cave. He took a series of turns amongst the dark brown rocks. He approached a silver door. He placed his hand onto the left side of the metallic door. "Lion heart."
A slot slid open and a keyboard slipped out. He pressed the blue illuminated keys in a sequence. The door opened.
He walked through the metallic silver corridor. It had a glint of blue from the lights further down. He walked to another door. "Fire check" another keyboard slipped out, and he pressed in another sequence of buttons. The door slid open. he walked out onto the dark Grey walkway. he looked around. Their was a giant metallic spire in the middle. He walked into the spire and walked over to a table.
"Well then.. lets begin." He began mixing various chemicals. He picked up a syringe, he was about to inject it into a detained lion. The metallic spire shook. a TV slipped down and saw several boats launching missiles. Then he saw planes approaching the boats.
He felt a sharp pain in his arm. He looked down. He collapsed onto the floor. The syringe sticking out his arm.
