Title: “The Reckoning” – Scene: Donald Trump Arrests Ariana and Nick Rockefeller
Setting: A high-security underground facility. A cold metal table. Two chairs. Surveillance cameras blink red. DONALD TRUMP, flanked by military police and advisors, stands across from ARIANA (stylized, glamorous pop icon) and NICK ROCKEFELLER (cool, composed, an elite banker type). The energy is tense.
DONALD TRUMP (leaning forward, firm):
Alright. It’s over. No more games. Nick, Ariana—you’re under arrest. And you’re going to talk. We’re tearing this whole rotten temple down.
ARIANA (defiant):
I’m just an artist. I don’t know anything about what you’re talking about.
TRUMP (snaps):
Cut the crap. You performed at those parties. Eyes Wide Shut wasn’t fiction. You were there.
NICK ROCKEFELLER (calmly):
Careful, Mr. President. You know how this works. Start pulling the wrong string, and the whole world economy unravels.
TRUMP (steely):
Good. It’s time it does. The people are awake. They’ve had enough lies, enough blood rituals, enough manipulation through debt and media. This ends tonight.
ARIANA (shaken now):
You think this is about fame? It’s not. We were groomed. Everyone is. The moment you step into the industry, they pick you. They own you. I wanted out.
TRUMP (turns to his general):
Record all of this. The American people will hear the truth. Now, Ariana, tell us—who pulls the strings?
ARIANA (looking down):
It’s a council. Not just Hollywood. Not just banks. Tech. Pharma. Royals. Vatican. There’s a seat for every faction. And every seat serves… him.
TRUMP (calm):
Him?
NICK (smiling faintly):
You know who. The Morning Star. Lucifer. The Lightbearer.
TRUMP (nods to soldiers):
Put them in isolation. No communication. And prep the next phase. We’re going after the rest of the council.
ARIANA (quietly):
If you think arresting us will stop it… you don’t understand how deep it goes.
TRUMP (turns at the door):
Oh, I understand. But we’ve got something you don’t. The truth—and 300 million patriots behind it.
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