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Right. So after two months, I'm going to post the newest part of Doomsday. Chapter 7

BTW, I'm still looking for a very DECENT TITLE for this series. If anyone can suggest anything, I'd glady appreciate it. 🙂

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This is a semi-fictional story. The contents of this article may or may not be true. This applies to the characters’ RL and eL capabilities/characteristics/etc, though this story’s characters were based on some of the character’s observed characteristics.

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Chapter 7:


“Group II, are you ready for liftoff?”, the calm, professional voice is heard yet again.

“We’re already itching to do this, sir.”, the voice was old, rough and spooky.

“Very well, then. General, start Phase I...”

“With pleasure, sir...”

Talking over the phone, the two did put the same thing in their faces. A wicked smile. The only difference was that the latter had a more sadistic feel to it. He was ready to wreak havoc.

“Men, before moving out, remember one thing. Have fun.”, he said.

“Aye-aye, sir.” Taking their crimson cloaks off to reveal their battle equipment, on their shoulders, was a symbol often associated with death itself.

A skull and a scythe.




The Malacanang Palace was a beauty to be seen outside. Ancient-style architecture in front of a river. It was one good place to see. But inside, it was like a beehive. Everyone is working. Everyone is busy. And now, everyone is busier than ever. President HazzN is stressed. Vice President Buena is nowhere to be found.

Everyone was preoccupied by the threats directed to ePhilippines.

“Secretary?”, HazzN said.

“Yes, President?”, the calming voice of HazzN’s secretary helped him calm down.

“Call the generals. We will be having a meeting.”

“Yes, President.”

“Oh, wait. Don’t mind. I’m calling them myself.”, he then added in a less audible volume, “They might be playing that darned game Mizrapoor gave them again.”

“I beg your pardon, sir?”

“Oh... Uhmm... Never mind that. Just go back to your desk. I’ll be the one to call them. And I’ll be calling you, later... Rrrrrrr...”, then a smile broke out his face.

“Oh...”, she smiled back the giggled. Then she winked and gave a flying kiss to the President.



“Hello?”

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“Oh, Mr. President. Good evening, too...”, Director-General Divinitywolf answered the call of the President himself.

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“Ok. We’ll be there, sir.”

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“Yes, Mr. President.”

...

“Goodbye.”

“What did he say?”, Rich Porter said to the Director-General.

“He wants us to come there. He never asked about the three, though.”

“We’ll bring them,” Saladin23 said.

“Why?”

“First, because the plan we have is still unknown to the President. The only way to introduce this plan is to introduce this three again to the President. Second, we you might want to teach this ‘musician’ some history... Hehe...”

“Why you...”, purge entered his angry state again.

“Oh!”, Saladin cut him off in mid sentence. “Heh, silence, ‘musician’. Your paid to smack the heads off the audience with your loud ‘music’...”

“Don’t tempt me...”, he clutched his hand on his guitar, then suddenly, a tap at the back calmed him down again.

“No,” Topy requested.

Then he calmed down.

“C’mon guys. Let’s go. We’re needed on Malacanang, remember?”, EZEX interrupted.

“Yeah... Yeah, let’s go guys.” Purge added.




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