July 14, 1858
Walker's City, Republic of Central America
"What do you mean I'll have an opponent?" Walker glared at Schlessinger as only Walker could glare. "Why would Henningson do such a thing?"
"I think, sir, he believes a breath of fresh air would be good for everyone, and..."
"Do you support him, Schlessinger?" The General took that without blinking an eye.
"Why, sir?"
"How about you kill him?"
"No sir."
"Why not, Schlessinger?"
"This is a democracy, sir."
"But I MADE this nation. I AM CENTRAL AMERICA, SCHLESSINGER!" Walker then looked sadly out his window.
"If I lose... terrible things will happen here... this country may be destroyed... you can leave, General." Schlessinger left quietly. If Walker continued like this, it might be all the more easier to put Henningson in charge. He smiled. The Republic would rise once again.
South Carolina-North Carolina Border
July 23, 1858
"Brothers and sisters, now be the time to start de revoulotion!" Ezekial pumped his Lee-Einfield musket in the air. The assembled slaves, numbering about fifty, waved their firearms as well. They varried from old gaffers to young children, as well as the six women. They looked ready for business.
"Our runners have alerted de other plantations to begin. Victory is assured, my brothers and sisters!" Ezekial let the cheering come to a high point, before pointing at the big house.
"Let's go!" With a massive shout, the slaves ran towards the Master's Mansion.
It had begun.
Walker's City, Republic of Central America
"What do you mean I'll have an opponent?" Walker glared at Schlessinger as only Walker could glare. "Why would Henningson do such a thing?"
"I think, sir, he believes a breath of fresh air would be good for everyone, and..."
"Do you support him, Schlessinger?" The General took that without blinking an eye.
"Why, sir?"
"How about you kill him?"
"No sir."
"Why not, Schlessinger?"
"This is a democracy, sir."
"But I MADE this nation. I AM CENTRAL AMERICA, SCHLESSINGER!" Walker then looked sadly out his window.
"If I lose... terrible things will happen here... this country may be destroyed... you can leave, General." Schlessinger left quietly. If Walker continued like this, it might be all the more easier to put Henningson in charge. He smiled. The Republic would rise once again.
South Carolina-North Carolina Border
July 23, 1858
"Brothers and sisters, now be the time to start de revoulotion!" Ezekial pumped his Lee-Einfield musket in the air. The assembled slaves, numbering about fifty, waved their firearms as well. They varried from old gaffers to young children, as well as the six women. They looked ready for business.
"Our runners have alerted de other plantations to begin. Victory is assured, my brothers and sisters!" Ezekial let the cheering come to a high point, before pointing at the big house.
"Let's go!" With a massive shout, the slaves ran towards the Master's Mansion.
It had begun.