The next day...

The President- My fellow Americans and allies all across the globe. This new threat is at an end [bitter] thanks to an unlikely ally. Autism Speaks, if you are listening you have made your country and the rest of the world. Proud.

HQ

Abby- [angry] That's just great.
L- Just wait until they reveal "the culprits" of the attacks.
Di Nozo- Oh my god *he sits down* You mean?...
L- Yes.
Maria- But it's more than just...
L- *points at her* Correct answer. They will reveal the "terrorists" to be the enemies of "the Legion". A new President will... Oh god. [worried] I have made a terrible mistake. *he turns to face the T.V*

The President- And we can *he suddenly grabs his chest and groans, he opens his mouth and coughs up blood. People don't notice until a second shot is fired and the President collapses, his bodyguard runs over and tries to perform CPR, then a please stand by signal is shown*

L- [angry] Shi*! How could I have been wrong, I assumed that they would try and get him/her to resign and my assumption has cost not only a life but maybe a future, maybe even more than that. [worried] The VP is a strong supporter of AuSpeaks. Possibly a member of "The Legion"
Maria- [worried] That means...
L- [worried] Exactly, it we're correct this time. We have lost. *he gets out of his chair and walks away, he kicks the ground on his way out of the room*
Ziva- What now?
McGee- *shrugs* There's noting we can do now. We lost.
Martin- [angry] I don't believe it. I choose not to believe it!
Veronica- [depressed] Believe it or not Martin it's true.
Harry- [desperate] Well there must be something we can do! I mean we can't just let them win.
Gibbs- [depressed] Harry...
Ducky- You know, the President opposed AuSpeaks. Thats could be why they assinated him. They are behind the attacks. [depressed] But they won. What do we do now? *the please stand by signal is removed the VP [guess who] is talking, L runs into the room and sits down*

S.Palin- [pretending to be upset] I regret to inform you that my first action as President of the United States is informing you that the President is dead. [angry] Autism Speaks has tracked down and delt with the terrorists and they will do the same with this assassin.

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Note- This story is now satire. If you become offended at any point, step away.


L- We can do nothing but wait.
Moore- [desperate] How can you say that!? We have to stop them!
*on T.V* Newsreader- News just in, the terrorists and the assassin are linked. They appear to be a member of a terrorist group that consists of, well "America's enemies".
Harry- [angry] What a Redneck! *grinds teeth*
*on T.V Newsreader- In other news a new organization has been started known as the Golden Hand. They consist of only curbie, Protestant Republicans and say they have a solution to world peace. Autism Speaks has joined in with this organization, Dr Matthew Israel says he is supporting it as does the new President. At a press conference she, Israel and Autism Speaks spokesperson Wayne Dick said...
Palin- I honestly think this organization will help us in not only the war on terror but on the fight against other strong opponents.
Matthew Israel- People she's talking about our other enemies.
Wayne. D- In other words, the [who do right wing extremists/rednecks hate] [reassuring] This will be a peaceful battle, no blood, no tears.
Maria- [angry] Says a rapist and a serial killer!
Gibbs- [annoyed and angry] This is ridiculous. How could they say such things on television and get away with it?
Abby- [worried] If this goes ahead everyone in this room is screwed.
Palmer- Except for Gibbs, Ducky...
Ducky- Well Mr Palmer, it appears the only one safe is you, Jeffrowe, Tony and I.
McGee- [worried] Wait, how am I not...
Palmer- [reassuring] Don't worry, it will be our job, no or duty to help you guys.
McGee- Then they'll want you dead too.
Gibbs- I don't give a damn.

Meanwhile...
*Wayne, Palin and Israel are sitting in a limo
Matthew Israel- [impressed] I must say I'm impressed Wayne. However I still hate yo...
Wayne. D- That lie was made up, there is no cure. We are the cure.
Palin- We know.
Matthew. I- Yeah, I hate you because you raped and murdered girls. Two that were sup-post to be at the JRC.
Wayne. D- Which ones?
Matthew. I- The Tuckers.
Wayne. D- Oh them. [annoyed] They would have died anyway.
Matthew. I- I know. It's just two...
Wayne. D- [impressed] You are magnificent Matthew. You know that?
Driver- This looks like your stop Wayne.
Wayne. D- Well this has been lovely and all, but I have to go *he gets out of the limo and waves as it leaves, he walked through the lobby and into the lift. Once it got to his floor, he stepped out and entered his room 666 [see the significance?]. He shut the door behind him, Ms Biggs was waiting for him*
Ms Biggs- Wayne. I watched you on T.V [excited] You were amazing.
Wayne. D- Do I get to see "it" now.
Ms Biggs- Not yet.
Wayne. D- [impatinet] What do I have to do next?
Ms Biggs- Noting yet. *Wayne lay down on the bed*
Wayne. D- Can you arrange some "company" for me.
Ms Biggs- [shocked] What?!
Wayne. D- You know, "company"
Ms Biggs- [angry but trying not to show it] Sure. *she leaves the room, Wayne picked up the phone*
Wayne. D- Room service...

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This post was last modified: 11-07-2011 12:46 PM by Some_Bloke.

[change made, Wayne asked for "company" a week later]

Later...
*A woman enters the room*
Woman- So Wayne?...
Wayne. D- [nervous] Good, you're here. I em, ordered room service. *her facial expression changed*
Woman- What is this a date? *she laughs* You really are category zero.
Wayne. D- [angry and confused] What?!
Woman- [teasing him] Oh, they didn't tell you about the categories did they?
Wayne. D- [angry] What categories?!

HQ... several days earlier

L- They have made "categories" now.
Ziva- [curious] What do you mean?
Moore- They are putting people into the one box. On religion, race ect? [angry and annoyed] Those bastar*s
L- Yes. Six of them.
Abby- [annoyed] Six? *On the screen a chart is shown*
L- The question is, if they take these people, where too exactly?
Maria- [worried] Oh crap. If it's...
L- [worried] Unfortunately yes.

Meanwhile...

Wayne. D- [calming down] They did actually, but what is category zero?
Woman- [teasing him] *points at him* You Wayne. Murderers. I guess they told you where they're planning to take everyone. [no longer teasing him] Where exactly? *Wayne ran out of the room and knocked on the door of Ms Biggs, she opened it for him and he stepped in*
Ms Biggs- [curious and slightly worried] What is it?
Wayne. D- [angry] Category zero?
Ms Biggs- [pretending to be sorry] I'm sorry Wayne.
Wayne. D- [angry] I know when people lie to me, I'm an actor. Why didn't you tell me?!
Ms Biggs- [teasing him] I'd finally get rid of you and it was only a matter of time before you found out. *Wayne punched her, causing her nose to bleed* [angry] You bastar*. *he ran out the door, Ms Biggs peeked her head out* You can't run Wayne! You've got the most famous face on the planet! *she held her nose*

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One week later…

S.Palin- *at a press conference* [demanding] As Wayne Dick is now in one of the categories and a fugitive, I thought he would have gone quietly, knowing what he’s like.

HQ...

L- [hopeless depressed] There is nothing we can do, but sit back and watch as this becomes “A Broken World”
Moore- [shocked, desperate] Come on L, there must be something we can do. Go to the media…
L- [hopeless, depressed] Media’s on Palin’s side. Despite the evidence we’ve gathered, it may actually make this situation worse.
Martin- L has a point. In the past week the country, the world has turned to their side.
Abby- [angry] Propaganda. Making their enemies be seen as the public’s enemies.
Ducky- You may be right about “The Legion”. Well, not maybe, but definitely all of those before them have used propaganda and with the inventions of the television and the internet it makes it easier than posters in the street.
Ziva- Well, nothing we can do be watch. *pauses for a moment* [angry] Screw it! I’m doing something about this and…
Gibbs- No use going outside Ziva, we’re fugitives.
Ziva- [angry] Wouldn’t be the first time. Anyone in? *Harry stands up*
L- [demanding] Wait! [back to normal] If they really are sending people into camps, then we need proof of what’s really going on in there. But we need someone on the inside. Maybe even more than one *spins around to face them* Who’s in?
Moore- He has a point; the public think the camps are helping the people sent there. We know that’s all bullshi*. But if we’re going to get the public on our side…

Meanwhile, the Queen’s private residence. England...

*Three men in Balaclavas break into her office. Two of them with guards held hostage. One approaches the Queen and hands her a document. Then aims a gun at her. She reads it…*

I Queen Elizabeth the Second hereby resign my position and that of my family and any other relatives…

*She puts it down*
The Queen- [angry brave] Never! *the man smiles and signals one of the others, he shoots the guard, who drops dead, the Queen looks in shock and horror* Never!  *the man smiles again and picks up one of her Corgies, a gun to it’s head*
Squad Leader. Male- [threatening] We just shot one of your guards Queeny, don’t make me think I won’t shoot this mutts’ brains out!
The Queen- [angry, brave] A value this country more than that of…
Squad Leader- [threatening] Suit yourself. But we have your entire family hostage. If you don’t fuc*ing resign. All it takes is one word… One simple fuc*ing word and bang! *he laughs*
The Queen- *starts to write* [angry, brave] I’ll have your head for this. You bastar*
Squad Leader- [mocking her, badly put on English accent] That is no language a lady, espically a Queen should use.
The Queen- [bitter] The Prime minister will stop you.
Squad Leader- Funny you should say that *two of the members takes off their balaclavas, its David Cameron and George Osborne
The Queen- [shocked and angry] Have you no shame!
David Cameron- Nope *into walkie talkie* The Queen’s just resigned. Now what?
Voice- *over radio* Erase all security footage that may include your faces. We’ll just say we also caught these guys and as a reward the Royal family handed the Prime minister and the Coalition the throne. You will, after five days of “talks” decide to introduce the Category system yourselves.
David Cameron- Sounds good to me *he knocks the Queen unconscious and they leave the room in a hurry*

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“What now, what now.” Harry was looking into a video camera. “You’ve seen what goes on here and you and I both know it’ll only get worse” His tone was made up of hidden sadness and disturbances. He was trying to be as brave and dramatic as he possibly could. “Once this is posted, all ‘yous in hiding fight back, all of ‘yous disturbed or upset by this, fight back. Anyone who thinks this is a hoax, take a lesson in history. Anyone who thinks this insanity, these crimes against the human race should carry on… Go fuc* yourself.”

One week earlier…

“The Queen was forced to resign….”
“David Cameron claims the terrorists behind this have been caught”
“The only good waste is a dead waste!”

Just a few news reports that had been shown. In the main room of the HQ the gang all sat in amazement and shock.

“Is that really what they call us? Wastes!?” Abby’s tone was full of anger, disgust and confusion “Well…” Ducky added, his tone full of anger “They did call the others by worse names. Then again that man is probably the American who calls Communists, Communists. There a millions of other names the Americans...” “So…” Maria interrupted “Who’s going in?” At this point Harry stood up and spoke, trying to be brave “I will.” The attention in the room turned to him “I’ll go.” The only person in the room not looking directly at him was L. Who spoke “Are you certain of this? Are you willing to risk your life?” “To find the truth.” Moore spoke. “I’d go, but you could probably be less hard to recognise.”

Meanwhile. Downing Street. England.

A news reporter, along with many others with cameramen and photographers stood outside. The following comments made took place over the next few days…

“David Cameron, with now the power to the throne is inside right now signing The separation act and The Category act.”

“Both similar to the new system in America.”

“He says the system should be adopted by other countries in the EU, the rest of Europe and the world.”

“He promoted the act by saying it will boost their economy and if possible get them out of the dept crisis.”

“The Prime ministers of Greece and Italy have also adopted the acts”

“The Irish President has also signed the acts. Along with the leaders and parliaments of many countries throughout Europe.”

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"So, here's the plan." Moore spoke "As Harry has a few things about him that would land him in a relocation camp that's that part sorted..." "We need to focus in getting you in and out of there." Maria interrupted There was a pause for a moment in the room then Harry stood up and walked into the centre of it, his hands behind his back. "Getting me in, easy, doing it without being discovered. Moderate. Getting me out. Veteran." He spoke, trying to sound both dramatic and brave. During this Maria face-palmed. After his speech Abby raised on hand in the air like a schoolgirl "Oh." "Yes." "With the right disguises and if these people are as stupid as we think they are. Anyone of us could do it." L pointed at her and spoke, sounding slightly jealous "Why didn't I think of that?" "You did, you were just waiting for someone else to say it."


Later...

An ambulance pulled up at a block of apartments, two people stepped out wearing medical uniforms. At this point Di Nozo ran out with Harry. "Oh thank god you're here." He pretended to be relieved "My son, he fell down the stairs." "We'll take care of him." One of the people spoke, as-if Di Nozo had used a code word. Di Nozo handed the woman a clipboard, she took it into the ambulance with her as Harry was put into the back. "Take care and don't worry I'll tell your boyfriend to leave that Justin Bieber CD in your room." He spoke, teasing Harry who raised his middle finger at him, only causing Di Nozo to nearly burst out laughing as the doors closed.

The woman was in the back with Harry, she placed the clipboard on her lap and spoke. "You never fell down the stairs. did you? She asked sounding suspicious and angry but also talking down to him. Harry shook his head. "You know where we're taking you, don't you?" "Shut your hole bitc*! I know exactly where I'm going. A concentration camp." He spoke in a tone of anger whilst trying to sound brave. There was a brief pause and then the woman spoke "No, you..." She breathed in and out "It's just a relocation camp..." "Same thing. Same people doing it." "You're calling the American people Nazis!?" "No, they have no idea of what is really going on, nor does the rest of the world." "I don't have to take that from..." "Yes, yes you do."

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The ambulance drove up to some gates. There was a pause as the guard was talking to the driver, during this he glared at Harry. A death glare. This put dark thoughts in his mind like "Oh shi*, I could die here" and images of what the camp may be like. Bergen Blessen, Anne Frank, Authawitz,[I know it's spelt wrong] camps in Siberia. As he was deep in thought, the ambulance stopped and the back doors opened. Two guards stood there, armed with Avona D3Ps. "Step out please." One of them spoke blankly. Harry hesitated "Step out." His tone was more impatient and angry, yet again Harry didn't. There was a pause and then the guard grabbed him and pulled him down.

He hit the ground with a thump but surprisingly the guard helped him to his feet and apologized to him. "Whoops, sorry about that." "Wait what?" His tone was angry and confused "Just apologizing." The guard continued "How come your being nice?" He questioned curiously "Is there some kind of catch?" The two guards and the woman in the ambulance chuckled. "You're one of the lucky ones" He heard the other guard mutter.

"One of the lucky ones" and yet I'm in a god damn camp. They're just softening me up, I know it. Within minutes they'll be pumping me full of needles or making me do hard labour and shooting me when I stop to tie my shoe [Shindler's list]. Then again I haven't got laces. If I stop they'll shoot me.

The other guard spoke "Don't worry son. The quality of these Separation camps is nothing like  that there camp when that there diary girl died." He spoke encouragingly "Her name was Anne Frank and the camp was Bergen Blessen." He pointed out bitterly. A strain of anger shot through the guard. He shoved Harry to his knees and pointed a pistol to his head. "Don't be a smartas*" He threatened "We have one rule here. No violence and no making yourself look good. Understand." There was no reply "Do you understand!" "Yes." He answered fearfully. The guard helped him to his feet and the two guard led him somewhere.

A few minutes later...

They lead him to a series of beds under a green portable tent roof, some people glared at him as they did this and the guard whispered in his ear "Now no talk about overthrowing us, or we'll have to shoot you." and then he yelled at the people "What the hell you pricks looking at!" A man in medical clothes put a blue colored peg on Harry, who then noticed the people around him also had pegs on him. "What the hell is this?" He asked angrily "Can you think of a better system?" She replied and then walked off.


"The Separation camps continue to boost the economy."

"Japan has now adopted The Separation act

"The only countries yet not to adopt it are Canada, Russia, India, Australia and China"

"The Australian Prime Minister Julia Gillard says she will not give into the act."

A reporter interviewing someone...

"What do you think of Gillard?" "Who?" "The PM of Australia." The person changed their tone "She's a bitc*! The act is there to save mankind! To create a perfect world, to fix the economy! And she just decided not to see that."

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At security, a soldier and a man in a General's uniform were observing files. "Are you sure we should put him there?" "I don't know where we should put him, to be honest with you. But it's been decided. He's in the blue category." "Which is?" "Damn it soldier, you should know!"

Meanwhile...

Harry waited until the camera turned, then placed something on the bottom of it. He took out the camcorder and began filming. "As you can see, the first thing they're doing here that is wrong is taking us here in the first place. Second, when they do, they put everyone in a box. I think this camp was designed for disabled people. Well I don't think, I friggin know!" "Excuse me." Came a voice, Harry's heart sank. He turned the camera off and turned around. An Aboriginal teenage girl stood over him. "Let me guess. You snuck that in to prove what's really going on in here." She turned her attention to the camera You've disabled that camera also. Nice." "And your point is?" "I can help."

Meanwhile...

"How long should he be in there?" Maria asked sounding both worried and curious "Five hours." L replied without looking "By that time he should have enough information." "Maybe more than enough if these camps are what we think they are." Abby's tone was hopeless and depressed "You can just imagine what kind of hell those people are going through. Lucky him, he's only going to be in five hours. No-one's lucky these days. But comparing..." "We get the point." Moore interrupted

Meanwhile...

"Ok." He answered cautiously "What can you do?" "Well..." She replied "I know what's going on here, but you need solid proof. I know where to find what you'd be looking for. I've been here for weeks." "I can get you out." "Really?" She sounded excited now "How?" "Me coming here, was planned. I'm being picked up within five hours..." Before he could continue the girl had taken his hand and pulled him after her.

She took him round the corner and the two of them ducked behind a dumpster.  "I have a question for you." "What is it?" "If you're Aboriginal. How come you're at this camp? I don't mean to sound racist but..." "Don't worry. No-one could possibly be more racist than these mother fuc*ers." She replied bitterly "At first I was there. These guys are so fuc*ing stupid. Then I was moved here after they found out I was dyslexic. Where are you on the spectrum?" She asked curiously "How did you?..." "Offensive blue fuc*ing peg" She held up a yellow peg "Yellow, means you're either Asian, mentally insane or dyslexic. Means different things at different camps. A red tag on it if you're Asian, red if insane. Just so those bastar*s don't get confused." She paused for a moment "I apologize for swearing too much." Harry shrugged and replied "Don't blame you." "Are you filming this?" "Yep." "Good, we both want the world to know."

She two guards go past and then signaled Harry. The two of them ran across. "Black peg, white tag area. People either brain-dead or in comas for too long They get the worst of it. You know what they do?" "What?" "Burn them alive." Harry's facial expression changed. He just realized he was crouching in a puddle of ashes, he threw up. The camera was still going.

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I warned you this was satire

“And the others?!” He asked, a sick feeling was growing in his stomach. He didn’t want to know, but he needed to. “What you’ve seen is only the start. It’s like the JRC.” She replied grimly “Shock treatments, not being given food, mercury tests. All that torture. And if anyone tries to run… They get shot. Sometimes executed in front of everyone to prove a point to the others.”

Harry cracked. It was almost as-if something inside of him had awakened. “Screw this.” He muttered “We have to shut this place down.” He spoke louder and his tone had changed to pure anger. “This injustice ends tonight.”
“Are you mad?!” She asked “Yes.” He replied “Yes I am.”

Meanwhile…

Two guards approached where they had left Harry, the noticed Harry was missing. “Probably just gone to take a leek.” The younger guard spoke. “I hope so, or it’ll be our asses.” The other guard added.”
“Look, whatever your name is, we do need to stop this. Your footage will do that. You can’t destroy these places from inside. You can’t lead a revolution.” Harry stopped to think about this. Then spoke “Fine, you win. We just need some more footage. Then we can rid the world of these places. Where is the treatment centre ?”

Meanwhile…

“How long has it been?” Maria asked “Three hours” replied Gibbs “Two minutes and forty nine seconds.” Continued L

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“Just along here…” She stopped and raised a hand to Harry. They both watched cautiously as two guards walked past. The girl then changed her hand signal to a fist. The two of them then continued. They could hear screams coming from the treatment centre Another feeling of rage was inside Harry, he wanted the both of them to steal weapons, run inside guns blazing and kill all of the so-called doctors inside. But that would solve nothing.

The girl whistled and a guard walked quickly in their direction. She turned to Harry and whispered “Go!” “What?!” he replied “What are you doing?!” “Hide.” The guard was fast approaching; he hid in-between the building and the dumpster. The girl limped about as-if she were drunk as the guard noticed her.  He was young and asked curiously “Are you ok?” She didn’t reply. When he got close enough the girl punched him across the face, in the stomach and then kicked him in the groin.

As he tried to recover she punched him in the face. He fell to the ground and fell unconscious. She reached down, took a key card off him and dragged his body out of site. Harry came out of hiding “What?” She asked “Nothing, you’re just a badass.”  She glared at him and smiled for a second. Harry placed the key card in the door and the two of them stepped inside. Harry turned the camera on.

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The room was dark, hardly any light. The screams and cries were louder now. The girl turned to Harry “I know exactly what you’re thinking. We have to end this. Is the camera on?” “Yes.” “Good.”
They stepped further inside. Screaming seemed to be coming from behind one door. They slowly and cautiously opened it. What they saw was the stuff of nightmares. A small girl was being electrocuted while a man laughed and shouted at her. Harry stepped forward, turned the camera off, took a scalpel and plunged it into the man’s lungs. He fell to his knees, clutching the wound, his other hand clutching Harry’s hand. He glared up at Harry.

“You sick, sick…” He uttered weakly and dramatic. He died. The girl was still crying, Harry sank to his knees, his head in his bloodstained hands. The blood soaked his hair. The girl ran over to the small girl in the machine and began to undo her straps. When the girl was free, she approached Harry and spoke “We need to continue.” In an encouraging and calming tone. “Come on. You said yourself  This injustice ends tonight.” She helped handed Harry the camera. He took it in his hand and she helped him to his feet.

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The 4 by 4 pulled out from the garage and began to make it's way down the highway. No-one in the State, the country or the world knew who was behind the wheel. None other than Wayne Dick.

He'd left Texas literally an hour after Ms Biggs had broken the news to him. He himself had no idea where he was going. "Just somewhere out of the country, continent or whatever." He'd help to build up this organization, he played his own part in making the world as it was but he didn't care in the slightest. The car came to the checkpoint.

Harry and the girl made their way around the facility. Behind each door another nightmare was waiting for them, another innocent soul being tortured and the monster carrying out the So-called treatment. The facility was dark and grey, very few guards around and many, many rooms. They were able to take out the guards, knock them unconscious and tying them up.

The camera continued to roll, getting more and more footage as they went. People being electrocuted, strapped down, water-boarded, stretched. "Hitler would be proud" Harry muttered as they closed the door on another treatment

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