"...I have, therefore, chosen this time and this place to discuss a topic on which ignorance too often abounds and the truth is too rarely perceived--yet it is the most important topic on earth: world peace. What kind of peace do I mean? What kind of peace do we seek? The kind that enables men and nations to grow and to hope and to build a better life for their children--not merely peace for Americans but peace for all men and women--not merely peace in our time but peace for all time..." He stood before them, his shoulders high, he hand waving in a comfortable salute, and a smile of confidence on his face. His scowl laid inside him though. Since the explosion, two years ago, the people had become weak and built their new city of dreams instead of reality. The reality of the matter was, only the strong survive and surviving was something he intended on doing. His heart belonged to his citizens though and he would help them learn the error of their ways. One way or another. "We have time for a few questions." His PA stated over the applause. The crowd quickly erupted into waving hands and noises to capture interest. Fixing his tie and clearing his throat, he gazed over the crowd. These Q&A's bored him. There was really no point in them, seeing how he was already their elected leader. They were to merely give people hope of the rebuilding of their country and to pump them for their money for the government's use. Scanning the crowd until he saw a woman in the back that aroused his interest. Titling his head to her, she began walking to the front of the room so she could be heard easier, the sound of her heels echoing against the tiled floor as everyone started to silence. She let out a sigh and took a moment's pause to get her thoughts straight before speaking, "While I enjoyed your speech, Commissioner, I can't help but see how trade with the other countries have started to dwindle suddenly. If you are promoting peace and good faith so religiously, then why are we losing our allies?" Her tone was cool. "Due to the nature of our recent rebuilding, they need to be persuaded that our warfare isn't being pushed further. Give them time to see our hopes." "Its been two years. What else is there to see other than missing money from the budget going towards military bases? If the money isn't being used on warfare, then where is it going? Why isn't going back into our communities? Our schools? Our hospitals? What are you doing with that money?" Her voice got a little louder with every question. He slinted his eyes at her. "Who let this woman in here?" He asked his PA. The PA just moved his mouth without sound and quickly motioned to the guards to escort her out. "You didn't answer my question, Commissioner Marrick." She added with a mocking tone. "Madam, I don't understand why your little group of rebelling force deems my acts unjustified, but I can well account for the money being split up for the way it is. While we are seeking peace, we must make sure our home stays protected. How about you show respect for your militia and mind your mouth before stating blind accusations?" He smiled in victory as the crowd applauded him and turned against her. "The only thing I see of false in this room, is a false prophet." She shot at him, moving her arm away from the guard trying to grab her. She gave him a bored look, while his own was hot with anger, and allowed herself to walked out of the room. However, he was curious about her initial question. Why were the other countries starting to slow their plans? When they were never let in on his own?