The usual daily weather report plays for three minutes before the feed flickered and turned briefly to an image of two dark bladed knives crossed almost defensively on an icy blue background. Investigation of what the knives are would reveal a specific type of blade, the Spartan Fox Defender.
Then an image flickered on screen. A figure sat behind a generic desk, said figure wearing a fox mask accented with light blue and black lines and a mane of white hair. Wether the hair was natural or part of the mask was unclear.
When the figure seems to speak, it is with a voice that seemed to echo slightly and hold many other voices overlapping. Making it impossible to pinpoint which voice belonged to who or what was causing the effect.
"We interrupt this broadcast to announce some startling information that has been discovered recently. Information that would have been buried and hidden from the citizens of this city by either the parties involved or by our very own law enforcement in an attempt to shield us from the truth. What is more likely is the former. Evidence has been brought to me to share with you, the citizens of this city so that you might know the dangers hidden in the shadows."
Images would pop up on the corners of the screen then, showing text, pictures and general proof of what he claims as he speaks of them. The visual proof of what he had been given.
"The files I came in possession of show that Jean-Baptiste Pierre Lazares, a man that was supposed to be a man of good reputation and standing in the public eye, has paid Slavers and even Security Guards off to sale Aether Lennics and Brazil. Paid via wire transfers from Jeans very own account." More images pop up showing said proof of transfers.
"Even going so far as to kill anyone to get in the way of this endeavor. One such death was an agent trained by Agent Rhydon who dpursuitpersuet of this very evidence I am displaying to you now. Is it not interesting that the very day I get a hold of these files, Agent Rhydon was captured and taken into custody for questioning? In any case, I will be sending these files to the CIA as I believe it is plenty to evidence to open a true investigation. Something needs to be done, the truth can not remain hidden and endanger the city any longer." A pause as the images and text blink off the screen.
"If nothing is done with this and this message is swept under the rug or claimed to be a hoax, I will be making every file I have available for public viewing and download in every social media outlet I deem appropriate. Let us hope things are taken seriously."
The feed flickers back to the crossed blades before it cuts off, returning to the usual news broadcast.
Then an image flickered on screen. A figure sat behind a generic desk, said figure wearing a fox mask accented with light blue and black lines and a mane of white hair. Wether the hair was natural or part of the mask was unclear.
When the figure seems to speak, it is with a voice that seemed to echo slightly and hold many other voices overlapping. Making it impossible to pinpoint which voice belonged to who or what was causing the effect.
"We interrupt this broadcast to announce some startling information that has been discovered recently. Information that would have been buried and hidden from the citizens of this city by either the parties involved or by our very own law enforcement in an attempt to shield us from the truth. What is more likely is the former. Evidence has been brought to me to share with you, the citizens of this city so that you might know the dangers hidden in the shadows."
Images would pop up on the corners of the screen then, showing text, pictures and general proof of what he claims as he speaks of them. The visual proof of what he had been given.
"The files I came in possession of show that Jean-Baptiste Pierre Lazares, a man that was supposed to be a man of good reputation and standing in the public eye, has paid Slavers and even Security Guards off to sale Aether Lennics and Brazil. Paid via wire transfers from Jeans very own account." More images pop up showing said proof of transfers.
"Even going so far as to kill anyone to get in the way of this endeavor. One such death was an agent trained by Agent Rhydon who dpursuitpersuet of this very evidence I am displaying to you now. Is it not interesting that the very day I get a hold of these files, Agent Rhydon was captured and taken into custody for questioning? In any case, I will be sending these files to the CIA as I believe it is plenty to evidence to open a true investigation. Something needs to be done, the truth can not remain hidden and endanger the city any longer." A pause as the images and text blink off the screen.
"If nothing is done with this and this message is swept under the rug or claimed to be a hoax, I will be making every file I have available for public viewing and download in every social media outlet I deem appropriate. Let us hope things are taken seriously."
The feed flickers back to the crossed blades before it cuts off, returning to the usual news broadcast.
The man, with his hair tied down, walked up to the podium. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. By now you have undoubtedly heard the rumors that I, Jean-Baptiste Lazare, have been supporting international criminals who are transporting Aether Lennics to Brazilian drug lords. I would like to go ahead and clarify SIMBA’s stance on the evidence that has recently surged in the transfer of these incidents. I must take all accusations against my person seriously – it is not the first time I have been accused of such misdeeds, nor is it the most severe. However, I will gladly explain the nuances of the case at hand.”
Clearing his throat and sipping a water bottle placed on the podium, the man addressed the empty stage, as the broadcast was sent to media outlets everywhere. “The first matter of importance is that Aether Lennics have been classified as an extinct species for over one hundred years. There is no photographic evidence that such creatures still exist, as they were poached to extinction by exotic game hunters during the early twentieth century. Their existence is that equivalent to a cryptid. Second, it is true that 250 million dollars were drawn from my bank account by my accountant John Ball. Because of the Lazare Corporation’s active role as a financier for SIMBA, these checks are regularly drawn and managed by SIMBA and me to actively withdraw and return money to my accounting, as I personally manage many of the assets of SIMBA through a privatized fund. Usually, about 250 million dollars is spent every 3 days in facility maintenance. These transactions are all public record, and can be tracked through the U.S. Bank of America. I have no intention to deny this.”
“It should also be made clear the true intentions of the terrorist affiliated with USRA who hijacked a broadcast. Number one, collecting SIMBA assets and information, as well as information on highly classified investigations. Many pieces of evidence were missing from our scene, which included government intelligence on SIMBA employees being sold to the USRA in order to target government employees. Agent Rhydon was a part of this ring, and it is likely his underling was part of this illegal sales ring as well. While SIMBA does not have all of the intelligence now, Rhydon is considered a highly wanted government fugitive for his role in selling information to USRA, and this evidence is now even more strongly reinforced by the fact that USRA exposed such confidential, mixed with falsified information with the fullest intent to mislead the public.”
Jean tapped his microphone, before speaking his final words into it. “The terrorist organization of USRA has made many attempts to discredit SIMBA in order to destabilize the United States law to create their own version of martial law, which would allow Supernaturals to avoid regulation and cause massive damage to our society, as they have since the occurrence of The Wave. My duty, first and foremost, is to our American citizens, and protecting them from danger. Our vigilance must be maintained, and we must not be led astray by terrorists, especially those who have the capacity to commit high treason as agent Rhydon did. For this instance, SIMBA has agreed to one condition – agent Rhydon will be tried in a public, fair trial, in an international court, where it will be televised to the American people. We will ensure a fair trial and that no meddling by USRA nor any third parties shall have any bearing in the evidence that will be presented in the trial of the suspected American traitor. I await any further accusations against me, and will even stand trial personally against them should the CIA choose to open a case against me, knowing that my faith and duty to the American people will persevere, and any verdict from such a case will mirror this sentiment. Good night, and God Bless America.” The microphone then shut off, and Jean walked away, with a devilish smile on his twisted face.
