124 Days Until Corruption And the Uncertain End (part 1)
The World Council meeting was everything Zeydar expected. He had watched shows that were dramas about council meetings. He had watched some of the most important meetings for history in classes. Before him were faces of all the Tower leaders, those allied to Estashia and those not. There were the shrouded Superiors cloaked in black and hiding their faces from view of the entire world. The X world leaders showed their faces through screens, including Alan Penn. Estashia stood before them all dress in all white as the meeting facilitator.
“We begin the meeting.” Estashia spoke out calling the meeting to order.
Zeydar sat with Shawn, May, Kony, Phil, and Endwin, prepared to speak to the world on what needed to be done. He wondered if Evester and Heia were watching from their own computers. This meeting was being broadcast to the whole world. It was nothing more than a show for unity than it was to discuss specific matters. Primary matters were handled first: spending, funds, allocations, and news. Then it came to the matter that held the attention of the world: the memorandum on the reinstitution of the Space program, protocols, and immediate evacuation of the human species.
Estashia had sent over the proposals and details to them all. They had gotten the Yasloughve project details earlier. This was a meeting for them to go after Zeydar and the others. This was their chance. Europa went over the bill in length, discussing the facts as plainly as she could. Time was running out and they knew it. The Uncertain End was coming and there was nothing they could to stop it.
There was nothing spoken on the human trafficking that had the hands of all three governments all over it. There was nothing said for their lack of concern for each other. No one said a word regarding the terror that had already come to pass. The moment at had was peaceful, pretty, sparkling and hopeful.
Zeydar stood when his name was called. He turned on his microphone and starred to the faces and cameras that watched him.
“State your name.” Europa called to him.
“Zeydar Arcadius, Star.” Class One, he added to himself.
“Zeydar would you mind explaining to us what my husband said about this matter.”
“The sooner we can join hands and get off this planet the better situation we will be in.” Zeydar recited the lines perfectly, as if he had not prepped by her hours before.
Estashia motioned for him to sit before she addressed the room. “As you can see. It is necessary for us to work together with the X’s to accomplish this task in less than a hundred days.” Zeydar turned off his microphone, watching her and wondering: could they do it?
Estashia went on, explaining what would have to be done, the changes they had to accomplish, and the way the world would have to move. She brought about the two votes that would be present after all questions were asked. The first was on assisting the X’s in their work and evacuation protocol, bill. The second was on the treaty, and bill for society in the future.
The questioning began. No vote for the world could be as simple as Estashia’s forced votes for the Circles. The questioners targeted Zeydar first, as Europa had warned him.
“Where were you when you were missing?” One Lowerland Ministers asked him.
“Holed up and detoxing from Sweet Dreams.” He answered honestly. “However, when the Tower began her collapse I aided her to stop her from falling.” It could be confirmed by Micah Rayblay, and would be. No one was to know the Superiors were at hand for the collapse. The Circles knew but the world did not need to know.
“Why should we trust the X’s?”
“What can be done about money?”
“Where are we supposed to be until then?”
“Is this a suspension of government.”
The questions came pouring out, fielded expertly by Estashia and her team that had presented the bills. The Circles were already all on Estashia’s side, even if this farce of a meeting was showing otherwise. Zeydar looked to Europa, watching as she wrote notes and prepared what looked like the protocols for an additional vote. There was a special protocol in place that had been used sparingly since the establishment of the Cloudcities. In the few times in history it was used, it created waves for the world and economy. It was a protocol that made this fighting moot.
It was the reason that the Igilistals were kings.