World War Dead (Done)

An end of war to end all wars or repeat

Scene: Viktor's Work and the Race for the Relics

Location: The command center, now a hive of activity as plans are being rapidly formulated. Maps of the world are spread across every available surface, with pins marking the locations of the remaining relics. The weight of the mission is heavy in the air, as every second that passes brings Müller’s forces closer to achieving their dark goals.

Viktor, now the key figure in the battle against Müller, stands at the center of the room. His expression is one of grim determination as he addresses the assembled group, which includes Mark, Anya, Thomas, Evelyn, Dimitri, Isabelle, Harper, and the others who have rallied to the cause.

Viktor: (pointing to the map, his voice urgent) "Müller already has two of the six relics we know of. If he gathers all thirteen, he’ll have the power to bring back creatures long extinct, and with that power, he could reshape the world in his twisted image. We cannot allow that to happen."

The group exchanges tense glances, understanding the gravity of the situation. Viktor’s eyes move over the map, focusing on the marked locations—Brazil, Russia, Africa, China, Italy, and a few scattered islands across the Pacific.

Viktor: (continuing) "We have intel on the locations of the remaining relics. But Müller has sent his elite squads to retrieve them. These men are highly trained, ruthless, and equipped with technology and knowledge that make them formidable adversaries. Our task is to reach these relics before they do. If we fail…"

His voice trails off, the unspoken consequences clear to everyone in the room. The group steels themselves for the task ahead.

Mark: (determined) "We’ve got to move fast. Müller’s men won’t hesitate, and they’ll stop at nothing to get what they want."

Anya: (nodding in agreement) "We need to coordinate our forces—what’s left of them. We still have remnants of the British, Soviet, and Japanese fleets. They might be battered, but they’re still in the fight."

Viktor: (turning to the map again) "Our strategy will be twofold: first, we must secure the relics. Second, we must prepare to counter Müller’s next move. The relics themselves are powerful, but in the wrong hands, they could mean the end of everything."

He looks at the group, his expression grave.

Viktor: "We must split our forces. We’ll send teams to each relic location, using whatever resources we have left—ships, aircraft, whatever it takes. The Americans have provided us with reinforcements and equipment, and we’ve salvaged what we could from the fall of Britain and the Soviet Union. We have to make it count."

As Viktor speaks, the scene shifts to Müller’s elite squads, already on the move across the globe. They are a fearsome sight—clad in black armor, moving with precision and purpose. They are the best of the best, equipped with advanced technology and weapons, their eyes set on the relics that will bring them ultimate power.

Scene: Müller’s Elite Squads on the Hunt

Location: Across the globe—dense jungles of Brazil, frozen tundras of Russia, the arid deserts of Africa, and the rugged mountains of China. Müller’s elite squads move with deadly efficiency, cutting through any resistance they encounter.

In Brazil, a squad moves through the thick jungle, their advanced sensors leading them toward a hidden temple where the relic is believed to be located. In Russia, another squad battles the harsh elements, their black armor contrasting sharply with the blinding white snow as they approach an ancient monastery. In Africa, a third squad navigates the searing desert heat, heading toward a forgotten oasis where another relic lies buried.