The Five Sisters and the Peacekeeper
UN Peacekeeper Joseph Christian Jukic, known to those in the field as JCJ, adjusted the blue beret in his hands, its fabric worn from years of service. He turned to Angelina Jolie, who stood before him with a rare mix of curiosity and reverence. The sun was setting over the Canadian wilderness, casting long shadows against the pine trees surrounding the secret gathering.
“Ms. Jolie,” JCJ said, his voice firm but kind. “Today, I give you this beret, not just as a token of peacekeeping, but as a symbol of something greater. You are now part of a secret society—one that has existed in the heart of Canada, hidden from the world. We call it the Five Sisters.”
Angelina accepted the beret, her fingers brushing the insignia stitched along its rim. “Who are the Five Sisters?” she asked, her voice tinged with intrigue.
JCJ gestured toward the figures standing behind him. The dimming light illuminated their faces: Celine Dion, her presence regal and unwavering; Madonna, the eternal rebel, her eyes gleaming with mischief; Nelly Furtado, embodying resilience and reinvention; and Fefe Dobson, the voice of raw, unfiltered truth.
“You,” JCJ continued, looking directly at Angelina, “are the fifth sister. The final piece of the puzzle. Each of you represents a force of influence—music, culture, rebellion, reinvention, and now, diplomacy. Canada’s true strength has never been in politics. It has been in the voices that shape minds, the spirits that challenge the status quo.”
Angelina exhaled slowly. “And what is our purpose?”
JCJ stepped forward, his expression darkening. “To reveal the truth. The liberals and conservatives in Canada—two wings of the same bird. Their destination? Bankruptcy. This country is being led into ruin, but they keep the people distracted with illusions of choice. If Canada is to survive, it needs more than politicians. It needs icons, warriors of influence.”
The women exchanged glances, understanding dawning between them.
Madonna smirked. “So, what? We’re supposed to be Canada’s Illuminati?”
JCJ shook his head. “Not in the shadows. You must lead from the front. The world listens when you speak. It watches when you act. We cannot let Canada be another empire that falls because of greed and mismanagement.”
Celine Dion stepped forward, her voice steady. “If we accept this… what do we do first?”
JCJ smiled. “We begin with the truth. No more propaganda, no more distractions. The people need to see the system for what it is. Then, together, we build something better.”
The five women looked at one another, their silent agreement forming like an unbreakable bond.
The secret society of the Five Sisters was born. And with it, a new era for Canada.