The Untitled Titled Story of the AAE

"Arisone, calm down, it will be okay," Jeff said.

"I calm down, and our country will be abolished!" Arisone said, annoyed. It was broke. "It" is the AAE, or Automatic Administrative Emissary. The title "AAE" was actually a tribute to the creator, Aimile Arisone Ezra. The AAE controlled everything: the government, military, diplomacy, and the borders. If it was broke, feeding false information , well you can guess what would happen.

"Arisone, you know how many scientists that have been working on this. Can you expect to single-handedly fix it?" Jeff said. Arisone sat at a metal table as thick as a fist. She had her brown hair pulled up in a bun, glasses pushed against her green eyes, head in hands. She had manuals for every year since 2025, the year it was finished. That manual was one that her great-grandmother had written. Most people were strictly electronic, but Arisone felt a connection with the paper, paper that her great-grandmother had probably used daily.

"Jeff, we have seventy-five years worth of manuals here! What can I do?"

"For one, clam down. Have you talked to any other Emissarium?" Emissariums were the head scientists for each country's AAE. They were all friends, or they thought they were.

"No, who could I possibly talk to? What country is safe?"

"Any country. England, Germany, France, Australia. Why can't you talk to them?"

"England would be edgy, so would Germany and France."

"Isn't that what the AAE is supposed to fix? Isn't it supposed to make us all friends?"

"Even my great-grandmother, was amazing and gifted as she was, couldn't change human instinct. Australia might be a possibility," she said as she pulled her right wrist up to her face. On it was a watch that could connect her to anything.

"Call George St. Clair of Australia," she said clearly. Beep was all the little watch said.

"Hello, Arisone. What are you doing? You look tired," George said from the small electronic screen.

"I am tired. You would be too if you were up for the past seven days with a total of eight hours sleep. I have a problem," Arisone said drearily.

"What's going on? Why isn't the AAE fixing it? Or is the President wanting you to have another shopping trip around the world?" George joked.

"No, it is a problem with the AAE," she said. Arisone explained everything in excruciating detail.

"What did you say the first error report said, in code?"

"ERROR2-" Arisone couldn't finish because George cut in.

"291?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

"We got one about five minutes before you called. What are you going to do?" he asked.

"I guess my only option is to send out a message. We have to do something. Two separate AAE systems having errors on the same day? It is too odd. I will talk to you soon."

"Bye."

"New Message," Arisone said into the watch after it had closed her connection to George.

"Send to all Emissariums," she said with a pause, "Attention all Emissariums! We have a problem. The United States AAE system is experiencing glitches. The warning signs were two error messages that come back unreadable. The system is sending false commands, including to the military. We are experiencing the same error in two countries. I need to know if anyone has any ideas. Out." The watch made a little beep.

"So what's going on?" Jeff asked.

"We are going to see where else this is happening, and if it is, I don't know what will happen next," she said. All of a sudden Arisone's watch beeped.

"Inbox has ten new messages," the watch said. Arisone opened her inbox in surprise. That was a little too quick for comfort.

"Message one, Emissarium Catherine James of the United Kingdom. ‘Arisone, I received your message. I have received one, hold on, now I have received two error reports with the same new code that you said. I have talked to Shane from Ireland, and he is experiencing the same problems. I think we should call a conference. We will be waiting. Out.' Message two, Emissarium Karem Dareem of Turkey. ‘Arisone, I have received one of the same error messages. I think we should call a conference immediately.' Mess-" Arisone cut off the watch.

"I'm calling a conference," she said. It was all she had to say. Jeff knew what she meant. Something was wrong. Something was really wrong. The AAE was had so much control, it had evolved so much since its beginning. Arisone had scenarios running through her mind. There could be too many things going on.

"New message. Send to all Emissariums. I have received the messages. Based on my conclusions, I think the best solution is to have a conference at the Island. I do not want it to sound like I'm making orders, but I would advise all Emissariums to leave their assistants in their country, that way we have informants on the status of our systems. Out," Arisone said into the watch, "I have to get ready. Jeff, would you please watch everything?"

"Ya, I just hope everything gets figured out," Jeff said. Arisone nodded solemnly and headed to the changing room. She grabbed her Emissarium uniform, which was a white, button-up lab coat with an American flag on the right side of her chest, with UNITED STATES OF AMERICA under it, and her title, Arisone Ezra, HEAD Emissarium, on the left side. What could possibly be going on, Arisone thought in her mind. She had studied the history of the AAE. She had lived through some of it. With anything there would be little problems, but with the AAE there was never anything so widespread. There was so much security. The main compounds were more secure than a military base, but that wasn't saying much since most world militaries were just formalities now. She had started as just an intern. Now, she was the Head of the United States Emissary system. She went back into the control room, grabbed her briefcase and stuffed all of the manuals into it. She transferred the error reports to her watch. It was a bad thing to know so much sometimes. All she could do was go over everything. She was at a loss; she normally knew what to do. There was nothing on this potentially colossal scale in the history of the AAE. She called a hoverjet.

Arisone walked out to the hoverjet with her briefcase. As she sat in the seat on her way to the Island, she started thinking. She thought about how hard her great-grandmother, Aimile, had worked to finish the AAE and make it work. Then, Aimile had to convince everyone to use it. Arisone had her last name changed so she could share something with the woman so many people compared her to. People put Aimile on a pedestal, but Arisone thought of her as an unknown mentor. Aimile had passed so much down through her family, except for her love for the technology and psychology involved in the AAE. That was until Arisone. Arisone cared about the AAE. It meant so much to her. She loved it more than anything else. She had worked her whole life on this system. If something was wrong with it, it would be like something was wrong with a member of her family.

The hoverjet landed outside the compound. Arisone thanked the pilot and got off. She walked to the guard center. It was a large building where she scanned her identification and scanning her thumb and eye. She went into the Conference Hall and put on her uniform and buttoned it. Soon everyone else was there. Everyone sat in their designated seats. Arisone stood at the front of the room, behind the speaker's stand. The little robot came out and took the roster, scanning the eyes of everyone. It would automatically run the list against the people who entered the main entrance of the compound, to make sure everyone was in the room. It showed two people missing, Egor Milkoswitz of Russia and James Sauter of Canada.

"Does anyone know where Egor and James are? Jerry, you are Egor's friend. Do you know where he is?" Arisone said puzzled.

"No, I haven't talked to Egor since last week, I think. He had just finished going to a Power Period Lecture," Jerry said. The Power Period was the time from World War II until 2012. It was called the "Power" period because the whole world was struggling for total power.

"Okay, Jerry, would you try to call him?" Arisone asked. As Jerry called Egor, she tried to call James. The call was rejected. Both of the calls were rejected. Arisone was worried.

"Okay, I want everyone on the left side of the room to work on the borders and security. Everyone on the right side of the room, please work on running every possible test on the systems. Everyone in the center, I want half of you to help with the borders. I was the remaining half to work on locating Egor and James. I want five people to stay with me," Arisone said. Everyone broke into the groups and went to where Arisone had said.

"Okay, we have to talk to leaders. We need to start connecting," Arisone said to her group. Soon there were the leaders of every country on the walls. Arisone stood in the center. The heads of state towered on three of the four walls, all around her. Digitally linked were emperors and empresses, kings and queens, presidents and prime ministers.

"Madames and sirs, there is a problem with the AAE systems. We are trying our hardest to find the culprits. Currently, we are-" was all she could get out. An Emissarium burst in.

"Arisone, you have to hurry!" The Emissarium of Madagascar said breathlessly. Arisone ran out without so much as a look at the leaders. They ran to Computer Room Two. The door flew open automatically. They rushed over to Jerry.

"What is going on?" Arisone said.

"We have found them," Jerry said, "for two people who are supposed to be so smart, they sure need help with the basics."

"Where are they?" Arisone said.

"In the Aleutian Islands, off of Alaska," he revealed to her. Arisone ran out of the room. She ran back down to the Conference Hall.

"I need to speak to Madame President of my country," she said with an air of command. The screen went blank except for the feed to the United States.

"Mrs. President, I need your formal permission to apprehend the suspects. They are in the Aleutian Islands, near Juneau," Arisone said.

"Arisone, you know I trust you completely. I, President of the United States of America, give permission for Arisone Ezra and her fellow Emissariums to apprehend the suspects for the good of the world," the President said, "Do it well." With that, Arisone ran back to Computer Room Two.

"I need hoverjets deployed to their location, as well as officers," Arisone said.

"Arisone, you have to have-" Jerry said, but Arisone cut him off.

"I have the permission of the President," she said, and everybody acted without question. Thoughts were racing through Arisone's head. She knew what was going on now. There was a map of Alaska on the large screen. There was a small red dot on the Aleutian Islands, and it was labeled with an "EM". There was a moving blue dot approaching them, marked with an "MP". The travel from Juneau to the Island off of Antarctica wouldn't take long. The Island was the International Neutral Headquarters of the AAE. Arisone felt a wave of emotion. First, there was anger, anger at the possibility one of their own had caused this mess. There was pride that they had been found. There was skepticism that it would end soon. Egor was a smart man. James was a sidekick, who had made his way through the ranks, but not because of particularly spectacular achievements. Arisone tried to calm herself. She would have to be collected to do this, she couldn't lose her temper or show any weakness. Within minutes, a hoverjet was landing on the Island. They were rushed to separate rooms for interrogation. Arisone went to Egor's. She told the officers to leave the room. She didn't need to be overheard. She wanted it to be just her and him. There would be recordings, anyway. Every room was monitored.

"What is the code?" she said.

"Why should I tell you?" he said with a smirk, "Give me a deal."

"We both know what you did, and we both know how," she said, staring at him with her fierce green eyes blazing, "One of us knows four more letters than the other, though." she continued. He wouldn't talk. He stared at her with a smirk.

"I have rights, and you are violating then. You are breaking the Code of Peace!" he said.

"Nobody cares about your rights now. You broke the Code before me, invalidating all rights you have under it. Once you intentionally harmed something that had the potential to harm hundreds of people, you lost every right guaranteed," she said.

"How did you know that part? It is the least read!" he said stunned.

"People may thing that I only got this job because of my family or friends, but I have worked hard to get here. Now tell me what the code is!" she said, practically screaming the last part. He shook his head. She left the room. She walked into the other interrogation room. Her mind was racing.

"James, tell me." she said.

"He did it! He never told me the code, he said I was too weak. I don't know, I just went along with it. He promised I would help rule," James stuttered. She headed back to the other interrogation room. Well, at least he was right at one thing, Arisone thought when James crumbled without hesitation. Catherine stopped her.

"His Majesty, King of the United Kingdom, wants to know why some American Emissarium thinks she can walk out on Him," Catherine said.

"Oh, that again. I am getting so used to our leaders getting jealous of me running around to save them," Arisone said. They both laughed. Arisone didn't have the best manners when it came to dealing with heads of state. They had always joked that it was a good thing that the Emissariums weren't heads of state, like some had suggested. Arisone went back into the interrogation room.

"I have allowed you to come up with some smart-elect answer. Give it to me!" Arisone said to Egor.

"Union of Soviet Socialist Republics," he said, his face expressing little emotion, only a little enjoyment. A normal person wouldn't know what he meant. They might have thought that it had to do with a plea or something, something which they didn't understand. Most of the Emissariums wouldn't either, but Arisone knew. She burst out of the room. She ran down the winding hallway. She looked into the Conference Hall as she past. Emissariums were trying to explain to their Heads of State as to why they didn't have information. She ran up the steps, skipping as many as she could. She went down Corridor Five, and she burst into the Central room. There were fifteen people sitting around, trying to run tests. Within seconds of her arrival, George and Catherine ran in.

"Terry, move!" Arisone said. Arisone jumped into his seat. The holographic keyboard appeared and she typed in four letters: USSR. For a second, everything stopped, it all went blank. Then, as if it had been restarted, the lights flashed and beeped. The news feeds were correct, tests outputs were perfect, and out of the disk space came a little chip with a Soviet flag on it.

"How did you do that?" Catherine stumbled. Everyone was speechless.

"Egor is smart, and he thinks that he is tricky, but he forgot my love of history. He said, ‘Union of Soviet Socialist Republic'. That was the official name of the Soviet Union, or USSR. It was the name of Russia from 1922 until 1991. That was during the Power Period. When Jerry said that he had last talked to Egor after a lecture, it made me think that something made him want to change our system now. He wanted to bring the ‘glory' of Russia back." Arisone belted out, barely concealing the pride of knowing what it all meant.

"Arisone, I don't know how you do what you do, or how you are what you are, but we love you for it," said George. Everyone smiled. Nobody could contest it, Arisone had saved them.

"Ya, and you would think what I just did was hard, but no. Now I have to explain to the King of England why a power-crazy American Emissarium walked out on him without a word."

 "I don't know what to do!" she screamed.

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