A Battle Unseen

[Elena1012]

The Need for Dynamics 
October 19th, 5652
Johnston, Baltusia
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Merridan thought to himself as the motorcade continued its drive to a luxurious mansion. The military was necessary for any functional state. Sure. But for Baltusia? It was a tool. Of course, he wouldn't ever dare to use it against the masses. That's suicide. But it seems the private market is showing its worth as usual. One fine individual, Jamie Green would be a valuable asset if this meeting was successful. Green was a former member of the armed forces but resigned when the Silver Revolution occurred and quickly became wealthy due to shady practices. Worker abuses, tax loopholes, the usual as Merridan expected. He would've treated Green as any other individual who tried to bribe him and have him taxed into oblivion. But Green was different. He wasn't incompetent. He saw the EPSA for what it was. A power grab. Had he tried to leak it to the press, the Royal Security Bureau would've detained him quickly. But he didn't. He approached Merridan with an offer. The creation of a Private Mercenary Company. 

It was late, but the motorcade came to a stop, and Merridan stepped out of the car. He looked around, and expectedly, wasn't too amused. The mansion was lovely. But nothing out of the ordinary for the wealthy. His security came with him and answered the buzzer for him. Within moments, the mansion's gate opened and Merridan entered the yard. Merridan kept his expectations low. It wouldn't be the first time a rich snob tried to bribe him. But Green piqued his interest. He couldn't deny that. As he entered the luxurious mansion, Green appeared. He encouraged Merridan to follow, but urged for the security to remain outside the room. It was a risk, but Green seemed trustworthy. No visible weapons on him. No other individuals. He agreed and entered the room.

"So, I know what you are, First Minister." Green said, his voice was rough and coarse. "You, are a visionary. The EPSA was a good move in solidifying your power. But you know what-" Merridan quickly cut him off. "Save me the compliments, Jamie. Cut to the chase. You shared an idea about creating a PMC group? I want to hear it." Green paused, and subtly recoiled. He didn't expect to be cut off like that. But he couldn't exactly argue with the most powerful man in the country. "Alright alright. I'm proposing Monarch Dynamics. They won't be militia men running around with rifles, they'll be professionally trained, loyal to you only, and they'll be good for getting rid of your opponents. You give me the support of the state, I give you the best of the best. Of course, I'll be the CEO of this corporation, but for helping get it up on its feet, you will personally get a share of profits made should we go abroad, and domestically, every contractor will have to listen to your word. To the T. No exceptions."

The idea was tempting. PMCs loyal to him, even some personal profit should they conduct operations abroad, and an easy way to get rid of the more... Stubborn members of opposition without risking everything. The state would have to fund its starting, and of course contract them, but the benefits would outweigh the costs. Cynically, it would also incentivize more interest in conflicts abroad. The only issue is, mercs are loyal to a paycheck, even if Green could guarantee the loyalty of them, paying them would be a major specter over his head. But as long as the state never entered a recession, and party loyalty was kept, the PMCs could be paid with state funds.

Green noticed the silence and continued to speak. "Do we have a deal, First Minister? It's a win win. I get to not rot away in wealth and do something again, and you get a personal security force loyal to you. No one else. Ready to do whatever you'd like. It'll take time, of course. But it's well worth the wait. I assure you, First Minister. You don't want no pesky opponents trying to overthrow you with riots, now do you?" Merridan felt annoyed. Green would be an amazing asset. But he had an ego. Thinking he could manipulate him. What a nuisance. Merridan finally stopped contemplating his ideas and agreed. "You have a deal, Jamie. The state will support the creation of Monarch Dynamics. The press will be informed in the coming months when it's ready. For now, it'll remain outside of the press's knowledge." Despite his smile, Merridan felt loathing for this man. Sure, he was an asset but who said he had to like all the pawns on the chess board? This pawn just so happened to offer a service that would make the administration's stabilities even more guaranteed. He extended his hand forward for a hand shake. As soon as Green shook it, the beginning of a new era for security began. 

As Merridan left, he returned to the car, and the motorcade returned to his estate. After getting a comfortable distance away, Merridan dialed a number on his phone. The director of the Royal Security Bureau. He spoke firmly. "Director. I want you to divert some attention towards one Jamie Green. For the time being, observe. Same status as the King. Not a threat yet, but has the potential. He's wealthy, but ego driven. I'll brief you further in the morning." He knew he could've wrapped it up tonight, but he was tired. Between the deal, managing the Real Deal, and governing, this week left him more and more exhausted. But it was necessary for his vision of Baltusia.