The Beginning of the Hughesist Dynasty...
It was about eighteen hundred hours, as some people like to describe it, at night. I was in my office, reading over the last piece of news, with a bottle of vodka and a cup right next to me. The generator was acting up in the base, so the cold was almost unbearable. The coffee was cold, and if you wanted to sleep, you had to basically sleep in your uniform in order to have some comfort. Yes we had a few cases of asthmatic attacks, but we got through. I brought in an old engineer friend from the Old Communist days of Hughesity to help fix the generator after almost a fourth of the base was in our hospitals, where we couldn’t get any treatment. Yes things were rough, but we got through, without power and without heat. Yes, this would spark the revolution to come. You see? After that incident, the military was a bit skeptical of the current Imperial Government, leaving its soldiers out here to die. This played right into my plan to seize control of the government and bring back the once feared Hughesist Empire! Yes, the Hughesist was at one point in time, one of the most powerful, feared, and loved nations in all the land! If you wanted to do anything back in those days, you had to have Hughesinapolis’s permission. Now, the great state of Hughesi has become weak: an imbecilic government to the United Nations and others, siding with whatever they wanted, forgetting our heritage and history.
The UN has even brainwashed them, into believing that nothing we did, helped the country. Well just in case you know nothing of the history of the great state of Hughesi, let me explain it to you. My father: Don Hughes Sr., rest in peace, was one of the greatest leaders of the state of Hughesi. Despite his dealings with other nations, my father managed to build Hughesi into a superpower! He did exactly what he wanted for Foreign Policy, and because he proudly stood for the true colors of Hughesi, but eventually my father’s power began to wear thin because of the sinking of the economy due to trade embargoes set by the United Nations. My father was assassinated on March 15, 2004. Capitalist pigs will tell you that my father killed millions and millions of people for the fun of it, well they are absolutely crazy. My father killed off his enemies: the enemies of the state of Hughesi, the enemies of the people, and the enemies of the Socialist ideal all together. They deserved to die, and I felt nothing, being apart of my father’s shooting squad. Yes, that’s where I got my sheer brutality from, and I don’t regret a bit. After my father was killed, my brother took charge. Many speculated, including me, that my brother John was indeed the person responsible for my father’s lack of security that day. My brother was nothing but a pawn for the corporations and the capitalist nations of the UN, but he didn’t care. He thought he was doing good for this country. Well he was wrong. My brother put me in charge of the Fort Ivanov Military Base situated near the east border of our city. He wanted me as far away from him as possible, because I guess he felt threatened. He couldn’t kill me, because then that would upset the public, and lead to more speculation.
Anyway, now that you know enough about my background, let me tell you about the beginnings of my rise to power. This incident at the Fort Ivanov Military Base in Moscow sparked a lot of hate by the military and there’s one thing that you never want to do as a leader, and that’s lose the support of the military. I really don’t know how I was able to keep my position as General of this fine Hughesist Army, but the men loved me and not to mention the medals I have received from the government. I was also a good tactician in the ways of training my men to be evasive and effective on the field, instead of relying on numbers to win battles. You can easily rip apart a larger offensive if you have an excellent defensive. I’ve been in situations where a bunch of barbarians surrounded our forces, and I received word from Hughesinapolis that we had to hold our position on this ridge or else we would be subject to execution. Well you can’t be Emperor and be dead, so I followed my orders. I had my men build trenches and position themselves inside facing the army that was charging over the hill with machine guns and turrets. I had explosive experts place what little charges we had left under patches of grass, so if they charged us, the whole army would go BOOM, and it would be an easy victory for the Hughesist People, but it didn’t go that way that day.
The Barbarians split up into three parts and charged us from every direction, at night. We were in the tent’s sleeping and preparing for the next day’s battle, when all of a sudden a man assigned to the watch ran into my quarters and told me of the oncoming Japanese attack. “GENERAL HUGHES! GENERAL HUGHES! THE BARBARIANS ARE ATTACKING!” I remember him yelling as he charged my room. I woke up to the sounds of sirens and thumps of Barbaric forces charging us. The men and women of the Hughesist Army woke up in an instant, grabbed their rifles and ran out there, placing their weapons along the trenches, and being ready to fire. We had a few grenades and little turret fire, but we had a ton of Hughesist rifle ammo and Vodka, to last through the battle. They charged at us, not knowing that the charges were set. “DO NOT FIRE UNTIL I SAY SO!” I shouted in nothing but my hat, underwear, and coat. I could tell that the men and women were a bit scared, not being able to fire their guns, as they saw the Barbaring getting closer and closer, shivering and shaking while holding the rifle. When one stupid Barbarian stepped on the trip wire, him and about the whole two lines of Barbaric forces blew into pieces.
Now was the time. “FIRE FOR THE HUGHESIST PEOPLE!!” I yelled as I pulled out my firearm. At that moment, all of my army began to fire, along with me, ripping right through the Barbarians. We used up every piece of ammunition we had, laying suppressing fire with the turrets and reloading clip after clip on the Barbarians. We even had to engage in melee combat, with rifles and combat knives. It was a bloody day. We even used the vodka in the back as weapons, using the new invention of the Molotov cocktail, to light fire to the barbaric pigs. With only under two hundred men, we were able to stop one thousand barbaric pigs. It was beautiful. We lost about fifty men that day, but when we marched back to the city of Carnagien with people cheering for us in a large Hughesist Parade. Even my uncle, Senator of the Hughesist Congress, Melvin Hughes was there, smiling with his medal case. We walked up the stairs to the glorious Congress building and were all awarded with the prestigious Hughesist Cross, for our bravery from then on. When I shook hands with my uncle for the papers, my ambition grew, for one day, I wanted to be leader of the Russian Government.
After my idiotic brother basically gave into the United Nations, destroying all what made Hughesi great and independent, I knew I was the only true Hughesist with prominence that could take the military back from the oppression of Capitalism, and this was the perfect moment. People were suffering under the regime and after the night at Ivanov, with a quarter of the troops ending up with a breathing problem, the military was ready for a change and there it was, revenge on a silver platter. The next day I spoke with some of Hughesi’s top Generals about a coup’ d’etat and creating a new Hughesist Empire, restoring the once great empire we had. Most of the Generals agreed that the state of Hughesi should come back due to the paychecks of the military being cut, due to budgets and ill taxing. I had always floated the idea around, but no one really listened until that day. I felt sort of bad raising an army against my own brother and his imperial commanders, but it was for the good of the state that I be head of the country. The government sent the families of troops a letter of apology after the Ivanov incident, and that was about it. Now, had some corporate pig died, the family would’ve received some money, but nothing but a letter, incited the people that it was time for a change of government. One of my best men: Lieutenant Agrippa, came to me and told me of other men in the regiments of the men who opposed a new state, and well all I could do was drink Vodka and smile.
The next day, I met with Hughesist Party Officials who were just aching for a new Hughesist state. They needed a true Emperor, and I was the perfect man for the job. I was the youngest son of Don Hughes Sr., a decorated general, and a stern man. They staged a rally for the new Hughesist Army, and me as we were calling it, in the middle of Carnagien: a city in the eastern province of Hughesi. While people were driving down the road, we marched through the streets, causing every pedestrian to take notice of our presence. I marched up the stage with the Hughesist banner and my armed supporters in the back of me, with a microphone and a crowd of people in the front. Once my troops were in the back of me standing proud for their country, I began to make my speech. “Hello Hughesist Peoples. My name is Don Hughes Jr: son of the greatest general and leader of the Hughesist Nation, and I have a message for you people and the current oppression of the government. THIS GOVERNMENT HAS DONE NOTHING TO PROTECT OUR PROTECTORS. MY MEN AND ME SAT WITHOUT HEAT OR POWER FOR DAYS. WE TOLD THE GOVERNMENT AND THEY DID NOTHING. THESE CAPITALISTS HAVE RUINED OUR GREAT COUNTRY OVER AND OVER AGAIN, BY NOT BEING PROUD OF THEIR COUNTRY. THEY’VE ONLY BEEN TRYING TO MEET THE UNITED NATION’S DEMANDS. THE UNITED NATIONS HAS BRAINWASHED THEM INTO BELIEVING THAT THE ARMY OF HUGHESI IS EVIL! THEY HAVE BRAINWASHED THEM INTO BELIEVING THAT THE THESE MEN STANDING BEHIND ME, AREN’T IMPORTANT ENOUGH TO BE CARED ABOUT, THOUGH THEY RISK THEIR LIVES EVERY DAY FOR EVERY ONE OF YOU! THIS IS HOW THEY REPAY THE GREAT NATION OF HUGHESI! THEY DON’T CARE ABOUT THE TROOPS SO THEY MUST NOT CARE ABOUT YOU. I MEAN LOOK AT OUR COUNTRY, SWINDLED BY CORPORATIONS. WE DON’T EVEN HAVE OUR COUNTRY ANYMORE. THE CORPORATIONS HAVE OUR COUNTRY. THEY HAVE TAKEN THE PRIDE AND SOUL FROM THE HUGHESIST PEOPLES, AND WE HAVE STOOD BY LONG ENOUGH, FEARING FOR OUR LIVES, BEING ACCUSED OF BEING A COMMUNIST. YOU SEE THESE CAPITALIST PIGS HAVE INSTALLED THE FEAR IN YOU THAT WAS NO DIFFERENT FROM THE BRUTALITY OF HITLER! THEY CLAIM THAT JUST BECAUSE HUGHESI HAS A FREE ECONOMY, IT IS FREER THEN EVER. WELL, COMRADES, I MUST SAY THAT IS WRONG, FOR I SEE NO SAFETY. OUR SAFETY WENT OUT THE WINDOW, WHEN THE GOVERNMENT DECIDED THAT MONEY IS WORTH MORE THAN PEOPLE. WELL I TELL YOU SOMETHING! THE WORKERS MAKE THOSE BUSINESSES PROSPER. EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THE SUCCESSES OF THIS BILLION DOLLAR CORPORATIONS WHO POLLUTE THE GOVERNMENT AND THE HISTORY OF RUSSIA. THIS GOVERNMENT HAS MANIPULATED US INTO THINKING THAT THE GREAT HUGHESIST STATE WAS NOTHING BUT A WAR MONGER, WHO LAUNCHED A WAR AGAINST OUR OWN PEOPLE, WELL LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING THEY WILL NEVER TELL YOU: THE UNITED STATES HAS THE LARGEST EXECUTION RATE IN THE WORLD! YES COMRADES, THEY ARE THE TRUE HYPOCRITES AND NOW THEY HAVE WOUNDED SOME OF OUR OWN. ONE FOURTH OF MY REGIMENT WAS SENT TO THE HOSPITAL BECAUSE THEY HAD BREATHING PROBLEMS AFTER BEING STUCK IN THE COLD FOR DAYS. I DON’T EVEN KNOW IF SOME OF THEM WILL DIE OR NOT, BUT I TELL YOU. WE WILL NOT LET THESE PEOPLE GET AWAY WITH THEIR CRIMES AGAINST HUMANITY. HUGHESI USED TO BE ONE OF THE GREATEST COUNTRIES IN THE WORLD, NOW IT HAS BEEN REDUCED TO WHERE OUR OWN GOVERNMENT DOESN’T CARE ABOUT OUR CULTURE, OUR MONEY, OR OUR PEOPLE. COMRADES, I ASK THAT YOU STEP UP AND SUPPORT ME FOR EMPEROR OF THE HUGHESIST STATE, SO THAT I MAY RESTORE WHAT IS LEFT OF OUR GREAT COUNTRY!” I yelled out to the people, gathering a HUGE crowd and press coverage.
I could tell as I looked out into the crowd, that some people were appauled that I would go against my own brother, but like I said, I had to do what I had to do. After I had finished my long statement, I heard claps thunder throughout the audience, which brought sort of a tear to my eye, as I drank some water and finished it off. “NOW I KNOW WHAT YOU PEOPLE ARE THINKING! YOU ARE THINKING THAT I MUST BE CRAZY FOR GOING AGAINST MY BROTHER. WELL, LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING. MY BROTHER HAS BEEN MANIPULATED BY THE CORPORATIONS AND THE CAPITALIST PIGS IN THE UNITED NATIONS, AND I WON’T STAND FOR IT ANYMORE! MY BROTHER JOHN MUST FALL IN ORDER TO SHOW THE MANY NATIONS OF THE U.N THAT THEY WON’T BE ABLE TO ABUSE AND MANIPULATE THE NATION OF HUGHESI, BECAUSE WHEN I MARCH RIGHT INTO HUGHESANAPOLIS WITH THE LOYALTY OF MY TROOPS AND THE PEOPLE, THESE SWINDLERS OF DEMOCRACY AND HAPPINESS WILL NOW KNOW THAT THERE’S A NEW EMPEROR AND HIS NAME IS DON HUGHES JR! HEIL HUGHES!” And that’s the way I finished it off. The theme of the Hughesist Republic blasted throughout Carnagein. Cheers rose to a climax as the old anthem played and I waved to the people. None of my brother’s police showed up, because, well we had the army and well I’m sure they agreed with me that this was the beginning of the new Hughesist dynasty. I raised my arms to the people, getting a huge ovation. This was just the beginning. A war was about to begin between brothers. Talk about Brotherly Love eh?
