The Trump Chronicles-War is Trumping (Volume One)

The Invasion

Mexicans had began to create human waves, like in World War Z, running over the wall. Workers had to run to the hills it had all happened so quick. It was a peaceful night, the night workers were midway through their shifts. They were interrupted by Mexicans screaming, as they waved over the border. In under 20 seconds after they began hopping, border control came. Many died. Many passed through. A helicopter had flew above them, and dropped more than 8 gallons on top of each section they broke through. After putting down the water, a toaster was thrown into it. Mexicans were dying even more now, less making it across. "We have to stop this!" the KOIID announced (Keep out Illegal immigrants department). Trump had said he was going to begin a conference that will be aired for everyone to hear. Three hours after he had said it, the conference began. "Welcome all. I would like to discuss the of the Mexicans coming into our country," Trump stated, as murmuring began to flood the room. "Quiet," Trump had spoken. The talking would not stop. "I SAID STOP IT!" Trump got up and hissed at everyone, getting everyone's attention. He had sat back down and cleared his throat. "I think we should leave the Mexicans that are in the country right now here. But no one else is getting in ALIVE. So I believe we should set up something to keep them out. And it can't just be in one area. It had to be in all areas. They all come in through one way, that way is made more secure. They always find a way. Like the Drake and Josh theme song. So what do you believe we should do?" Trump had asked everyone. One man stood up. "I believe we should build the wall taller," he said. "We are trying," Trump answered back. Another man stood up. "A dome. One that goes underground also. Because they will dig under. Like you said, they'll find a way," the man had said. Trump had nodded, agreeing with the idea. A women stood up. "Or we let Hilary become president," the women said. Yellow gas came in from the vents, as the windows were smashed by terrorists jumping in. Guards scrambled, trying to protect who they could. Trump had pulled out a sub machine gun from under his tuxedo. "I expected this!" he yelled over the gun shot, and shot the women who had spoken before the terrorists breached through. The smoke was almost filling the room. Trump sprinted out the door, trying to escape the terrorists. The smoke was flowing in from every vent on the floor of the Trump tower. Trump was about to be drowned in the smoke.