by colonelvesica » Sun Sep 30, 2018 4:01 pm
Carmichael kept walking at a casual pace, enjoying his cigarette, as if the two were old friends catching up. "The Omega Directive was created by His Majesty King Henry I has a failsafe in case Hutori ever faced an existential crisis. He believed that the crisis was a Republic, and he may have been correct; as it turns out that the transfer of power was seamless, he got cold feet about it, and the new Republic proved to a unifier as the new Republican government was smart enough to keep the Royal Family close, create a coalition with the monarchists, and ease Hutori into it. The Organization however went no where, it was already set up and despite the King being gone, it wasn't as if a top secret subsection of the government could simply disappear. As Omega Echelon was created by the old Monarch they had no mandate to serve the new President, nor the government, though their funding was absolutely secure, siphoned in incremental amounts from each government department.
They have existed purely to defend Hutori against extreme threats and have done so. Bobby Powell and the National Action Party, William Enittner and the National Union of Fascists, even Lyn Kopp and the Ataraxian Confederation... they have been there with the rise of extremism, stopping it in it's tracks at its roots, by any and all mean necessary. Omega Echelon answers to no one, as it was designed, it is merely in existence for the protection and integrity of the state, nothing else. 'Everything is permitted", isn't just a motto, it is their mandate."
He took another drag and looked at Melgaard. "Omega Echelon's and its leadership and infrastructure have existed in secret for five centuries, Coordinators passing on their mantle from one to another... Mr. Melgaard, what the Omega Directive is to me is my life. I am the Coordinator of Omega Echelon."
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