Chapitre 1: Prologue: The President-elect
Washington DC, January 20th 2009, the cold January morning didn't stop the hundreds of thousands of American from all walks of life young to old, rich to poor, of all colors, to gather on the National Mall below the historic and picturesque background that is the Capitol hill, to witness a new history in the making, after more than 2 years of political fighting, Smear campaigns, war of idea as well as rhetoric and the media over dramatic coverage of all potential candidate,
The Citizens of The United States of America shall put down their differences and celebrate the crystallization of their Democratic will to celebrate the inauguration of their 44th President with joy and with the spirit of unity or at the very least that what was the founding father envision,
but with a rapidly divided Union due to intentional and non-intentional political machination, coupled with the brutal eye opening Tragedy that was the 2008 financial crisis, The Black Monday of 2008 pummeled the once unstoppable American financial sector and shattered the renown American dream and optimism post 9/11. The union was now more divided between ideological lines East vs West, Wall Street vs Main Street, and Christian America vs Progressive America. But the most Dangerous of all is the division between the two American parties the Red Republican vs The Blue Democrats.
Against all odds, the blue won this contentious election by a slim yet respected lead in the Electoral College, in this vote the people and the Democrats place their trust on a once very unlikely candidate, a very very young congressman name Peter Van Nassau, Peter was the playboy of American politics his charm, confidence, wits and his famous maverick like persona land him well with the young adult and women vote, coupled with his polite unity driven rhetoric won him the southern and Midwestern vote, he was charming and charismatic beyond doubt that same demeanor that won him his congress seat at only the age of 27 fresh from Harvard law school.
Yet the same charisma also landed him in multiple allegations of both romantic or sexual relationships with dozens of Hollywood celebs courtesy of the DMZ. Now at the Age of 35 a historical milestone for the youngest person to be inaugurated as the president of the United States of America, Peter is fresh with the idea and ambition to make his mark on the union and the world.
"how do I look, Bobby?" Peter is currently fixing his three-piece suit on a dressing mirror, making sure it looks perfect for his big day, while accompanied by his best friend who has been with him from thick and thin throughout college, Congress years, and the Campaign trail, Bobby Mc'alain. "for Christ sake Pete, how many times I told you, you look great, anymore you will make Leonardo DiCaprio jealous.
Come on bro you have been looking in the mirror since 5 in the morning" Needless to say Bobby is frustrated with his narcissistic best friend and soon-to-be POTUS "Lord Help me, Pete Get on with it!, chief justice Robert isn't getting younger. The poor man is 85 for fuck sake, he'll die first before you are inaugurated". Coincidentally Bobby is also His chosen Vice President, Through a bet that Peter made with the DMC (Democrat National Convention) that if he won the primary Vote by 85%, the convention would let him choose the VP of his liking as well as full blank check party support he won the bet by 90% of the primary. vote.
"augh fine, I'm sorry that you and 75% of women in America find me Hot, it's hard to keep up that expectations," Peter said confidently while raising his head high and proud, while Bobby just stared at his friend with disdain and disgust. "sometimes I wonder why the women love you, your Ego is bigger than Howard Taft's Belly". Peter laughs and his Best friend's jokes and finally calms himself down "I'm just stressed out Pete, it finally dawned on me that, I will be the president by lunchtime today, The Leader of the Free world, the life of more than 300 millions American will be in my hand, and the world will be effected with whatever I will do going forward. Will I succeed? Will I be the next Teddy Roosevelt? Will I bring this country to glory or Will I be the Next Herbert Hoover? Despite good intentions, the world will remember me as a failure."
These Thoughts have been weighing heavily on his mind ever since it was confirmed, that he won the election, no matter how much Bravado he showed outside, inside he too can succumb to the fear of the uncertain. "Nah Bro I think you will be Jimmy Carter, Forgotten not even remembered as anything." Bobby said while giving Peter a joking smile "Why you, looks like you have gotten bold Mr.Vice President, Come here you!" the Two man child ran around the room as Pete tries to chase the rebellious Vice President for his act of Betrayal.
soon after someone knocked on the door of the room "Mr. President-elect, Mr.Vice President-elect it's almost time for the inauguration "said a secret service agent beyond the door, "thank you Max we will be ready soon." The two men finally calmed down and they fixed their suits again. "Pete we can't do that anymore we are now grown-ups already, not frat kids anymore, we are the two most powerful men in the world, plus I am now a father remember? What will my Son think seeing his father run around being chased by the president like kids".
Bobby protested to Pete trying to conserve the small amount of dignity he still has in his friendship with Peter. "pffft beats me, I am still a bachelor after all, I do not understand the joy of a family life as of yet". Another point of contention on this election was the fact that Pete is still unwedded marking the first time a modern American president ascended the presidency as a bachelor.
" Now that you are president Pete, you should get yourself a first lady, The republican has been bitching about how you do not represent the idea of the American nuclear family, they will push this weakness of you come next election, and I am also concerned about you as your best friend, you are at peak of your life, 5 years from now you will be a sad lonely old man. Plus aren't you tired of your mother's constant nagging? I'm sure hell do Aunt Christi never stop calling me every week, telling me to go find you a wife". Bobby almost pleaded to his best friend. " and lose me my 80% horny young adult female vote and 60% of the female vote?, that would be political suicide they love me with my playboy persona, even if I want to, I am pretty much screwed now, how am I supposed to go on dates and club diving now?, the secret service would never allow it, imagine going clubbing with my security details, that would woo the lady surely". Said pete sarcastically trying to visualize how screwed he is in the Romance department.
Bobby then thought for a second from the list of potential candidates for his best friend " What about that one stalker of yours?" Pete looked at Bobby questioningly "Which one?, you know I have at least two dozen stalkers in my life". Bobby continued "The beautiful one, the one with the red hair, the princess that you saved in New York in the summer break of 01, I think her name was Lisa?, Ria?, Bias?". Pete gave his best friend a confused look "you mean Rias? Do you remember her family name?".
Bobby racked up his brain "Yes that's the one, Rias, I think her family name it's Rias Gremo…. Oh, You don't mean that Gremory did you?". "Yes Bob THE Gremory, the underworld Duchy of Gremory, one of the devil pillars, didn't I tell you years ago she was the sole sister of Lucifer?".
Bobby scratching his head "no…. I can't remember, but isn't that a good thing? If you end up with her, The Devil Faction will be supporting you, and you will win the East Coast and West Coast vote".
"yeah sure, Bob but that will also bring me at odds with the Church Faction and the Grigori faction, I can kiss my sweet ass Goodbye from getting the southern and Midwest support, as well as support from Wallstreet and silicon valley, also I do not think it's wise to broke the delicate supernatural barrier between our worlds more than it already is"
In this world, beyond the privy of the masses falling to the realm of conspiracy and crazy theory, yet so real is the supernatural world, a world divided between the common human, the world where magic and creatures aren't just fiction, where gods and mystical beings vie for power, but unlike human politics, strength and power make right, gods, and beings that can destroy an entire country to calamities that could destroy continent existed. Yet the supernaturals are not separated from the real world, they continue to influence the world from the Background.
For instance, The United States of America on the human side was a united powerhouse, but supernaturally The US is Divided by the three factions of the biblical pantheon. The progressive metropolitan area as well as the east and west coast where Christianity is weak is owned by the devil faction, which controls a large swath of The US entertainment and urban Sector. While Dixie and inland America where Christianity is ingrained in the lifestyle and culture is where the Church faction under biblical heaven Reigns they control most of the food-producing and raw resource-producing states, meanwhile Grigori the small yet technologically powerful biblical faction is composed of Fallen Angels who rebelled from heaven in the shadows control The US financial and Technological Centers, such as Wallstreet and Silicone valley. Of course, other pantheons do own extra territory in The US but, other than the biblical pantheon these pantheons only control either a city, town, institutions, or buildings, for examples the Empire State Building is owned by the Hellenic Pantheon, and the Minnesota Vikings by the Asatru Norse Pantheon.
This supernatural division is not just unique to the US most nations in the world are supernaturally divided or have their patron faction, and humans are not allowed any say In the arrangement, not even the sovereign state, for the supernatural business, is not humans' business but most of the world's most powerful, rich, policy makers and elites knows or is supported by the supernatural factions.
"but Pete, we are democrats our permanent voter base is well inside the devil zone of control, come next cycle, I bet the Republican-aligned swing vote would not sway towards you again, Making Rias Your FLOTUS could be a genius political move, consider my point the average people doesn't about of devils and gods, you can get support from the devil and practically all Democrat Governor, lawmakers, and staffs has deals with the devils, as for the republican they are a minority, this could marginalize them even more. Also, she is hot no? And she is crazily in love with you". Pete sighs hearing his friend's arguments and closes his eyes cause, it's all good arguments.
He could join his other party members and be supported from the background by the devils, it would be beneficial for his campaign. "I don't know Bobby, I'll consider it, I'm just afraid of blurring the line between the supernatural and the natural, and I want to be president of the UNITED states not just blue or devil state", Bobby nods in acknowledgment "alright bro, that's good for now, you got an inauguration to do". Another knock was heard on the door "Mr, President-Elect, Mr. Vice President-elect, it's time for the inauguration". "thank you max, well shall we Bobby?", "Yes el'Presidente it's time for the big game" The two men proceed to exit the room and head straight to the national mall, for a historic moment that will go down in the history of the union.
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