I will now be unofficially continuing this series. This is non-canon and is only my interpretation of the story. It's pretty much fanfiction. If you judge me I'll ban you.
The meeting of the delegates was going well, it seemed. King Alexw felt that his long years of kowtowing to other countries and playing the game of diplomacy had begun to pay off. The nations of the world were finally going to band togeth to stop LureReign's conquest of Europe, and eventually the world if they failed.
"I'm sorry I'm late," said a voice interrupting the delegates. "Despite my master's military strength, we still have trouble making the trains run on time." Tristeng has entered the meeting.
The delegates sat in a silence for a moment, some angry and some confused.
"Tristeng, I'm surprised you bothered to show up." the King said with contempt. "I expect you plan on your betrayal of our trust in you?"
Tristeng clearly held no less anger than Alex. "I didn't ask for your trust, I only wanted to change things. You all want to protect the world," he said to the delegates, "but you can't stand the idea of changing it."
"Enough!" Ben666 said. "We came here to discuss LureReign's empire, not revive petty rivalries."
"But we can't do that with a delegate missing, can we?" said Tristeng as he tossed a futuristic device into the center of the meeting room. It floated in the air and then began displaying a hologram of Svamp which began adressing the users.
"Ah, my fellow leaders. It is good to see you again."
"It's been quite a while since we last spoke," Matthias97 said. "So can we commence this meeting?"
"Well, I'm afraid I have to announce something first. Sweden has been suffering an economic crisis, as you know."
Tristeng took an empty seat next to Sassynopants and began quietly chatting while Svamp gave his speech. "It seems LureReign has made quite a few enemies."
Your master has the whole world worried," Sassy responded, "And frankly, I can't see why you would work for him." "I don't work for him, I work with him. I have goals of my own, you know." "Well," Sassy said as she patted Tristen's fine coat, "you certainly seem well-" She stopped mid-sentence.
"What's under your coat?" Sassy said after feeling something metallic. Tristeng sighed. "I'm very sorry about this." "About what?" she replied as she lifted up his sleeve, revealing body armor. Confusion took her mind for a few seconds before the shock of realization hit her. "You bastard!" she yelled, arousing the delegates' attention.
"I'm sorry to say that our friendship is over," Svamp finished, "But Sweden must expand."
Chaos broke out as shots came from the upper floor.
To be continued