New York, United States, Earth 2028
The smell of burning gas permeates through the air as miles and miles of traffic makes their way throughout the city. The skyscrapers are barely visible from the ground as smog and clouds cover their highest points.
The sound of distant helicopters and sirens are ringing in the distance as they follow a long convoy of black vehicles moving through the city.
Elsewhere in the city there is another convoy of roughly the same size moving through the city closely approaching their final destination.
The second convoy passes an entrance with many different national flags flying, at the same height, as it slowly comes to a stop inside a roundabout filled with heavy and lightly armed personnel of different nationality, while a tall building and a river sits in the view.
Slowly armed personal exits from the building and forms to rows facing each other. One of the armed personnel opens a door to a limo and slowly an older gentleman of Asian descent with brown hair, brown eyes and glasses steps out of the vehicle.
A man approaches the gentleman with a smile on his face as he leads him to the door of the building, flanked by guards, to secure the safety of the gentleman.
The convoy begins to make its way out of the roundabout and off into the distance to make room for the next and last convoy to arrive. Roughly five minutes goes by and the last convoy arrives to repeat the same process, but this time, an older man with gray, almost white, hair and a slightly orange face steps out.
A nearby soldier quickly salutes, but is quickly scolded by his superior over the headset in his ear. The soldier drops his arm and returns back to his position before the orange could notice it.
The tall orange man walks alongside an aid and enters the building. The United Nations General Assembly building.
They make they're way to a spacious hall where the man makes his way down to the center where there is a table designated for the United States of America.
A speaker slowly approaches a stand at the front of the room and begins to speak, "Now that the last nation has arrived, I call this emergency meeting to begin. The first and only topic of this meeting is talk about the crisis of burning through oil reserves faster than scientists anticipated."
Murmurs spread throughout the crowd as the man continues to discuss the topic. "Here is what we know. The oil reserves we thought would last another 50 years have been changed to about 20 years left. This is at least according to an estimate calculated by scientists throughout the world." The crowd gets louder at the shock of much oil is left.
"We are here today, as world leaders, to discuss a way to find a new energy source immediately." The man tells the crowd.
"How about we reduce the amount of vehicles on the road." The orange man from earlier speaks into the microphone at his table.
"That seems like a good plan, but how would you implement it without causing backlash from the public." A Russian voice rings out from a speaker as an interpreter translates the message into English.
"Yeah, that seems more like an American issue than an issue for other countries." North Korea's leader's voice speaks through a half hearted attempt at English.
"More importantly than solutions. How do we tell the public?" The older gentleman of Asian descent from earlier speaks. "Do you just calmly say 'Hey, we have less oil than we thought'."
"You make a good point, Japan Prime Minister." A voice tells the gentleman, but it didn't come through the speaker.
The doors at the rear slowly open as a woman with a pink veil covering her face enters the room full of world leaders. Quickly all the guards raise their firearms and take aim at the woman who had just entered.
"Chill now. I bring no harm." She sweeps her hand in the air, and all the firearms suddenly become too heavy from anyone to pick them up. "I bring solutions to your problems."
"And that solution would be, miss?" The man at the podium in the front asked her.
The woman responds with a smile that isn't visible. "Magic."