Chapter 1: The first city.
Roosevelt examined the surroundings. It was perfect.
Roosevelt: Settle down here. It'll be perfect.
Stimpson (Military Advisor): We should build up our military, it just feels vulnerable out here.
Ickes (Interior advisor): Use the warrior we have at the moment to explore.
Truman (Advisor on everything else, I guess.): Sounds like a plan. But what's your take, sir?
Roosevelt: Sounds good.
Months later.......
Roosevelt: Our first rival? I'll go see him myself.
Roosevelt makes his way to the foreign capital.
Roosevelt: Greetings, I, Roosevelt of America, hope our two nations may live in eternal peace!
Montezuma: Yes, Roosevelt. It would be an honor to maintain Aztec-American Relations.......
backstab
Care for some blood?
Roosevelt: Er, No thank you. I'm on a diet.
Montezuma:But it's from a starved monkey!
Roosevelt: Sir, I must go now....
Montezuma: Whatever, you show little friendliness to Azteca, so It's no suprise.
Roosevelt leaves.
back at Washington...
Roosevelt: I don't like this Montezuma fellow one bit.
Stimson: Warrior rush him I say!
Truman and Ickes: Can't argue with that!
Roosevelt: Warrior Rush it is. Have general Taylor lead the men, he's the best man we have.
Stimpson: Yes, Sir!
The American Army marches onto the hills overlooking Tenochtitlan.
Roosevelt: General Taylor, when can we expect the first assault?
Gen. Taylor: Each wave is made up of 100 men. Montezuma only has 100 troops himself, so 100 men per wave shouldn't be too scattered.
Roosevelt: Sounds good!
The Americans charged, and minutes later four American Soldiers emerged...
Private Smith: As expected, we didn't wipe them out, but did take out most of their man power.
Gen. Taylor: Excellent! I shall lead the next wave.
After much bloody fighting, Gen. Taylor returns, trailed by Montezuma, tied up with rope and being dragged by two warriors.
Taylor: Arrgh that crack on the head that looney toon gave me hurts.
Gen. Taylor then dropped dead from blood loss.
Roosevelt: Send Montezuma to the Asylum in Washington.
Montezuma: BLARGNYFLIGNER!
Roosevelt: And take Gen. Taylor to the Washington Mortuary.
Colonel Lewis: Oh, and sir Tenochtitlan accidentaly caught fire.
Roosevelt: Accidentaly, eh? Oh, well, let's pack up and go home.
Troops: AAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!
And that concludes chapter one. any questions?