The R.A.R (Red Army Resistance)

The War Council

**January 1, 2099, beginning of Russian Revolt**
**Charlee's POV**

"So, you're my father?" I ask as I stare at Gen. Adelberg. He nods, his soft grey eyes like mine. "Charlee, are you certain about this... plan you have?" my mom asks as I nod. "All I need for this plan is a few squadrons of soldiers handpicked by the European heads of their respective countries," I say as Derrick enters. "Good morning, Charlee. Gen. Adelberg. Miss Petrovich," he says as he tips his hat to my father. "Herr Harkov," he says as he shakes his hand. "Oh, Derrick, I need you to do something for me," I say as as he nods. "And that is?" he asks as I clear my throat. "If the French president shows up, can you act as peace keeper between us?" I ask as he looks at me oddly. "A few years ago, I sorta, um, ah, publicly spit in his face after the French and English, and I'm afraid he may not have forgiven me," I say as nods. "Well then, shall we begin?" I ask as my father pulls out his phone. "Here, I have the number for the German president. Call him and explain what you need and he'll get you the numbers for the other European heads of state. Just don't stumble over your words and he'll listen," he says as I nod and then walk out of the room, trying to get a little privacy.

**In Germany, private meeting between German president and UN board members**

"Präsident Schneider, we must speak of our problems with the Americans. They seem to be plotting-," the UN member said as the faint sound of a phone ringing caught their attention. "Ja?" Schneider asked as a female voice he'd never heard before cleared her throat. "Präsident Schneider, you know me as Cpl. Leah Aschenbrenner. I need your assistance in certain matters concerning the U.S. government," the woman said as he cleared his throat. "Tell me, Leah, why are you calling me on a number I know for a close friend and general of my army?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. "Gen. Adelberg is my father, sir. I asked him for help in my plan," she said. "And what is this so called plan, Frau Aschenbrenner?" he asked, turning the phone on speaker and then sitting it on the table. "Frau Aschenbrenner, you're on speaker," he said as they all heard her clear her throat. "Who's on the other side of this call?" she asked as a UN member shifted in his seat. "We are members from the United Nations, Miss Aschenbrenner. If we hear anything we shouldn't, we will act," the member said. "Just to be truthful, sirs or misses, my true name is Charlee Petrovich," she said as all the people inhaled sharply. "Just hear me out before you rush to conclusions!" she exclaimed as the people in the room stiffened. "During my last year in the Army Rangers, I became very close with a man named Nicholas Patterson. On our last night in Orleans, Nicholas told me of a plot by the American government, a plot to control all the countries on Europe. He would've told me more, but that night we were shipped out to the front lines to fight. We barely had time to speak after we began to fight. Unfortunately, I lost him moments before the war ended. But fortunately, he'd written down all he'd found in his journal. After his funeral, I received it according to his wishes. He told me to sort out his notes and expose the government's corruption. He literally wrote that ever since the end of WWIII, the United States has been trying to gain control of European countries in order to gain territory and get more countries on their side. The last they did it was when they declared war against France, 6 years ago. I worked with the Americans during that war. Believe me, I know how crazy it sounds, but I'm not lying," Charlee said as one of the UN members cleared his throat. "What do you want from Präsident Schneider, Miss Petrovich?" he asked as they heard her exhale. "I want to meet with the heads of the European countries in order to stage a revolt against the Americans," she said as Schneider cleared his throat. "And why did you call me? The United States hasn't threatened my country," he said as she laughed softly. "Call it intuition, but I believe you're having the exact same problems France had before the French and English War. The United States has been acting oddly when they discuss your country's affairs, correct?" Charlee asked as Schneider stiffened. "Präsident Schneider?" she asked as he cleared his throat. "Sir?" she asked as he stood. "Frau Petrovich, I will help you. I won't give you troops, but I will give you whatever else you need," he said as the UN members stood also. "Miss Petrovich, what do you need from us?" the UN member asked. "I need a way to get in touch with the heads of the European countries that have already been taken by the United States. I want to hold a meeting with them in order to talk about a new course of action in my revolt," she said as the members sighed. "We'll get back to you, ma'am. If you need anything, call the UN and ask for either Jones or Hemingway," Hemingway said as he hung up the phone.