ACT ONE: EUROPA

Scene 10: Sea Shells

The two armies stood against each other. The British army, in a pale green uniform. Each soldier held a gun, a knife strapped to their belt and a dark armour poked up from under their uniforms. The union jack was stitched onto the shoulder of each participant. The god of Unity stood at the front, reaching into his pocket to find a small flask of alcohol. He took a swig and handed it to the soldier next to him. The British king walked out to meet the Europian one.

The Europian army, less armoured and less prepared stood at almost triple that of the British army. Their jackets; white and blue with enough buttons to make a cardigan jealous. The three gods stood behind the king. Justice nervously tapped her boot against the ground. Her hair had been put back into a bun. She, like most of the army, held a sword at her side and lacked any gun. If a Europian soldier did hold a gun, it was an old musket with a bayonet protruding from the barrel. The Europian king walked out to meet the British.

"You really want to do this then?"

"Yes", the franc replied.

The British king sighed "Look at your army! Look at mine! You're outmatched. You're going to lose, Henri".

"Those are some bold words from somebody I've beaten before".

"You-" he took a deep breath "Fine. We're fighting I suppose. Good luck Henri. You're going to need it" the British king began walking back to his army.

"Fire". The Europian king sounded. A gun went off. The British king turned. A hole through his uniforms shoulder. The dark armour underneath had stopped the bullet.

"So this is how you're going to play? Unity", he looked at the god "Let's show them the might of the british".

The god nodded and flicked the toothpick out his mouth. "Alrighty" he cracked his knuckles "Let me show you the power of friendship, bitches". He commanded the British army to attack and the battle began.

Justice turned to Devon and Emily, who had snuck into the Europian camp with her help. "His palace is that way". She pointed west. "I'll meet you there when I get the chance. Good luck". She nodded them off and looked at the battlefield. "This is not justice".

Both Truth and Deciet noticed the two soldier abandoning their army. The gods looked at each other. Deceit changed his form to that of a British soldier and picked up a gun. He smiled at Truth before waddling off.

Deciet ran through the British army, firing at anyone and everyone. Until a bullet pierced his waist. "Oi! That bloody hurt" Although he looked different, beneath his guise he still wore the Europian uniform.

"Look what the cat dragged in". Unity towered above him. "What the hell are you doing? You know you can't win".

"It's not that simple. We can't disobey the king".

"Why not? He's mortal, all you have tae do is just", he made a strangling motion "How are ye losing tae a man who cannae even stay up at night?"

"It's just...we fought him before. We lost, he threatened to kill us! We...we didn't have a choice".

"Dying for your country?"

"Oh come now Unity, if we'd have died then Europa would be in an even worse state" Blood ran down Deceits leg. It shimmered with magic "We're pathetic, Unity, we know that, but we're not stupid".

"And how can I trust you? God of lies".

"Here's the thing Unity. It doesn't take a genius to decern the truth. This time, I'm speaking not at Deceit, not as a god, but as the human Jacob. Listen Unity. Right now, the people of Europa are realising that if they don't stand up, nobody will. Libertad is marching to the king palace and bringing it to ashe. Think me a liar if you want but even if Britain loses this battle, in a few hours, Europa will belong to the people again".