Life was bitter and saddening for General Spiritius. His life had become busy, political and tiring. He was in constant communication with the representatives and members of the New Council. He constantly travelled to the outer reaches of the planet to meet with the population and gain their support. His life had become hectic and tiring. This was until one day….

The coughing and wheezing struggled to free itself from the closed throat of General Spiritius. His body shook in convulsions and his body dripped sweat constantly. It seemed that General Spiritius had taken a rather strong effect of the flu, or so that was what he thought. Bed rest was recommended yet he knew he had much to do.

General Spiritius dressed in pain and agony as his stomach turned and twisted at the motion of his body. His muscles ached in torture with each simple movement yet the determination of General Spiritius overrode the painful effect of the flu. His body sweated once again and General Spiritius grabbed a handkerchief and dabbed the sweat away from his head. This was not normal…

As General Spiritius left his home and travelled the streets of Narkis, the capital city of Xionti, he was given comments about the state that he was in. Men and women offered their best wishes as he continued towards his destination, the New Council temple. As he came close to the building, his mind fell blank and he became faint.

General Spiritius prevented the pain and agony that filled his body and tossed away the blankness and emptiness of his mind. He grabbed the cold, metal handle of the door to the Temple and walked into the Temple. The busyness and activity that was general with the Temple was as it should be, men and women walked from one place to another, concentrating upon their own work and actions. Some were in conversation, others stayed silent as they walked to their destination.

As General Spiritius walked into the hallway that would lead to his office, men and women stopped and stared at General Spiritius. He knew that he was ill though he did not expect such attention and staring as this. Whispers and words were quickly spread across the Temple and General Spiritius rushed to enter the secluded room that was his office.

Since his overtake of power after the natural death of Palaris Grood, General Spiritius had been given more attention than was desired. His actions and words were broadcast across the planet on the news, his press conferences were filled with photographers and reporters. Often, he was surrounded by reporters shouting questions at the Prime Minister. He did not like the attention but he had gotten used to it.

As he entered his secluded office, the aroma of cigarras and plush furnishing entered his blocked nostrils. His body had intensified it’s attack upon the viral infection and General Spiritius’ body was convulsing and shaking in effect. General Spiritius’ mind was confused and full of thoughts and memories that he had thought were forgotten. It had become a place of distortion, confusion and perplexity. He was glad that no-one else could see into his mind.

General Spiritius walked to the leather recliner that allowed his body the rest and relaxation that was needed when his body had become a place of virus and bacteria. As he slowly settled into the chair, his breathing drew heavier and he struggled to breath. His nostrils flared with the action and his body convulsed like never before. Papers and reports were strewn across the tables and floors as his body flailed and his arms swung around in a random and disturbing attack.

His throat closed and he was close to swallowing his tongue. His nostrils had become blocked and air was neither entering nor exiting his body. His pulse slowed to a minimal rate and the convulsions had suddenly ceased. His breathing ceased, his body lay motionless.

“I regret to inform the general public that General Spiritius, leader and General of both the New Council and it’s army has died of a viral infection. The attack is not known whether it was a deliberate biological attack by his enemies, or the infection was rare strain of the flu. Tests are currently being carried out and the results of which will be reported once the analysis is complete.” The reporter paused and bowed his head in remorse.

“In relation to the recent death, the New Council has ordered an immediate meeting of all New Council representatives and members to discuss the new leader of the New Council.” Once again, the reported stopped abruptly. “It is believed that several of the New Council members are supporting Sarce Livial, whom is not a member of the Galactic Coalition, but a member of the Germanican Grays.” The reported said. “We turn now, to our government reporter, Andrew Dinnar.”

“Members from all parts of the planet are here at the New Council Temple to discuss the recent death of General Spiritius. There has been reports of current discussion relating to the new leader though it is believed that no decision is yet to be made.” The reported claimed. “There have been no signs of supported man, Sarce Livial, though it is believed that he is working in the Outer Region on a planetary takeover.” The reported claimed.

“What will happen if Sarce Livial becomes leader? Will the planet become claimed as a Germanican Grays planet?” The anchorman asked.

“It is not known whether Sarce Livial would use his power to order the planet to become under the authority of the Germanican Grays though it is believed that he would not act upon his associations. We have had reports that Sarce Livial is in discussion with the Galactic Coalition, though these may be blatant rumours.” The reported said.

“Thank you. And now we offer our goodbyes.” The reported said as the news channel turned to commerical advertisements.