The months of July and August in 2062 would come to be some of the most troubling months in FIM history. France had a few years earlier been ravaged by a civil war and was now apparently under the control of a dictatorial mad man. The FIM had actually supported his faction during the civil war as it seemed to be the only one dedicated to restoring democracy however his true intentions were shown when over 3 million French Muslims were forced to leave the country. The FIM stayed quiet as it had more important things to deal with itself, mainly the rapidly growing mining sector. But one day the mad man also touched the FIM when a fake referendum was set up in former French Polynesia and France attempted to claim the islands for themselves.

Written post /r/worldpowers reset.

[19th of July 2062]

Asami was sitting in front of her computer in her office room. In the back ground she could hear the noise from the TV she had left on so that it wouldn't be so quiet. It was really a new thing, just a few months ago she wouldn't have done it. But ever since Korra had started coming over she had started liking it when there was a bit of talking in the background.

She was working on sorting through the data from some tests a few days earlier. It was really easy but it was also a little tedious. To get the job done she had decided to opt for a classic keyboard and mouse, touch just gave you cramps really easily and holo-tech wasn't really at a point where she would buy it yet.

The data was actually quite interesting. They had been testing the heat resistance of the Omni tool, and she was starting to see some rather interesting patterns. It seemed that the Omni tool could actually resist much higher temperatures than expected. They had designed it to resit temperatures of at least a few hundred degrees Celsius but it could actually resist temperatures of up to 5000 degrees with no damage to any equipment in it. Although whomever was wearing it would probably not be as well of, they would probably have some nasty 3rd degree burns,

She noticed that the TV had gone silent. That was strange she thought, she had never had problems with the connection and the TV itself was only a year or so old. She left her office to check on it.

In the living room the TV had switched to a completely white screen and in the top left the FIM tricolor could be seen with the words Federation des Isles et le Mer / Federation of the Islands and the Sea beneath it. She sat down in the sofa and waited.

Shortly after a woman started talking, and black text started appearing on the screen.

"Citoyens du FIM ceci est un message automatique diffusée sur toutes les chaines, ne soyez pas alarmés."

"Citizens of the FIM this is an automated message broadcasted to all channels, do not be alarmed."

"Une urgence a eu lieu et nous vous invitons à rester à votre emplacement. Veuillez rester calme jusqu'à nouvel ordre."

"An emergency has arisen, and we urge you to please stay where you are, and remain calm until further notice."

"Une situation urgente pourrais être, mais n'est pas limitée aux situations suivante: une catastrophe naturelle, une attaque sur la FIM, le délenchement d'une guerre,

le déclenchement d'une épidemie dangereuse ou une catastrophe industrielle."

"An emergency situation could be, but is not limited to one of the following; a natural disaster, an attack on the FIM, the outbreak of a war, a dangerous epidemic outbreak or a major industrial disaster."

"Veuillez rester à votre endroit et rester à l'écoute pour de plus amples informations."

"Please remain where you are, and stay on this channel for further updates."

"La FIM vous remercie pour votre coopération et nous vous assurons de vous informer de tout changement sur cette situation."

"The FIM thanks you for your cooperation and promises that we will update you on the situation as soon as possible."

This was it, Asami thought. War had broken out with France, they couldn't find a diplomatic agreement and now they would have to fight because of some moron in France. The worst part was that it wouldn't matter at all. There was no way France could win, they would have to travel all the way across the world just to lose everything they have. The only thing that would come out of it would be a huge economic loss for both nations and a lot of dead soldiers.

Korra could be one of those. She shivered at the thought. If war had broken out Korra would probably be put back into her old position in the army and she would definitely be on the front lines. But she wouldn't just be a grunt though. She was a valuable soldier, one of the best shots in the army, they wouldn't just throw her into the meat grinder like that surely. Korra herself had said that she was a ranking officer. She was probably in no danger, Asami thought, she was just overreacting. But maybe she should try to get into contact with Korra. Just to be sure about what was going on.

Asami started searching the apartment for her phone. It's always when you need it that you can't find it, she thought to herself frustrated. She finally found it in the kitchen next to the sink, she wondered how it had gotten there, and quickly made her way back to the sofa while she found Korra in her contacts and called her.

The screen was still showing the same text from before, and she read it through a few times as she called. It was like an eternity, she waited anxiously for the phone to get through.

"This is Korra, I can't answer right now but leave a message and I will try to call you later. Bye!"

Of course she couldn't answer right now, if they were going to war she would be busy as all hell. Asami just had to wait calmly as the PSA told her to. She dropped the phone on the couch in defeat.

Then the same voice spoke up from the TV again.

"Thank you for your patience. The following message will only be broadcasted in English in order to speed it up. Thank you for your understanding."

"A war between the Ruthenian Commonwealth and the secessionist states has caused the leak of several bio-engineered diseases from the Soviet Biopreparat facilities. These diseases were engineered to be used as weapons of mass destruction by the former Soviet Union. After their release they have spread rapidly throughout Eurasia and have claimed thousands of lives already. In response to this the FIM parliament has decided to close all borders effective immediately. From now on no travel in or out of the FIM is allowed. If there are any FIM citizens currently outside of the FIM they can apply for permission to enter the country after going through a required set of medical tests. The FIM is currently in talks with Vanuatu and many North and South American countries about opening borders to them, however as it stands now the borders are closed until further notice."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

She let out a silent "thank god." It was not a war just a disease, she thought. Then she felt horrible. How could she be happy when thousands were dead and dying? Korra not having to go to war was a slim silver lining to what was happening. This would not end up in any sort of good. But at least the FIM would probably be staying at peace now because sending troops to go to war would be the best way to bring the diseases to the FIM.

Although the potential war would probably only be in the South Pacific. There was no disease here so the war might still break out. But that would make no sense, surely they should focus on other things now. Like finding a cure for these diseases.

Then her phone ringed. She picked it up from the couch where she had dropped it. It was Korra calling her. She quickly answered.

. . .

"Hi Asami, sorry I couldn't take it before, I was getting out of my armor suit so I couldn't really take it. Anyways what did you want?" Korra was standing in the shade in an alley between two barracks, big concrete buildings that while a little ugly could survive a bombing. It had pretty much become her private spot where she knew that no one would interrupt her.

"I just wanted to check up on you because I saw the warning and I thought we were at war." Asami answered through the phone. "Oh no don't worry nothing of the sort has happened. Although we are on alert because of the outbreaks. But I'm not really involved in any way really. It's mostly the navy's job to handle this since we don't have any land borders." Korra couldn't help but to smile at Asami's concern. "Also now that I have you on the line can I ask when you can come in to help us with the testing again?" Asami asked. "Wait they haven't told you?" Korra said a little surprised. "Told me what?" Asami asked. "I have been put back into my old role as fire team leader in the regiment. I can't come to testing anymore." "Why?" Asami asked. "I don't know, and if I knew I doubt I could say it. But it's probably just because everyone is a little uppity because of the outbreaks." Korra answered. "Anyways I'm gonna have to go. I'm supposed to be at a briefing soon. See ya later." "See ya." Korra hanged up the phone, put it in her pocket and walked out of the alley and into the sunlight.

She could feel the July sun on her, which even though it was supposed to be winter was still quite warm. She was wearing a forest scheme camo shirt, dark green cargo pants and black military boots.

This part of the base was rather quiet The army wasn't really doing anything except for a few more units being transferred to the Solomon Islands.

She walked down alongside the barracks and got to the briefing room.

The room was mostly empty for now. She had luckily arrived in good time. More officers from the 1st slowly arrived. She didn't really know any of them well, there hadn't been much time to mix with the other officers since she was reassigned. Except one, Sonia her superior officer. Korra had gotten along really well with her. Probably because Sonia was also Kanak.

After everyone had settled down the captain of the regiment walked up to the front of the room. He was a tall man around 1,9m, he was strongly built, with wide shoulders and chest, his skin was lightly tanned and he was wearing a uniform like Korra's, but with a few more rank markings on it.

"I have grave news." He started out saying in a serious tone. "We might be facing a state of war, I can't say with whom but I think you all know who it is. Tomorrow we will begin mobilizing and by the 21st we will be moving out to Federal Polynesia. You will begin to prepare your units to move out. Dismissed." He started walking towards the door when from the back someone shouted "Vive le Fédération!" Then someone else shouted it and slowly it spread throughout the room and then they were all shouting "Vive le Fédération!" and some stood up.

As they chanted together Korra couldn't help but think how many of the people in this room would be alive in just a few months. Hopefully it would be a short war.

Authors note: I have no clue how armies are organized nor what the ranks are so forgive me.