“As we all know, our nation is in a state of turmoil violence and political fracture, where we are divided into too many minds but only one body to share. But it was not famine or disease that had brought death and unequality to this land, war caused it. And although our history had been painted with the blood of our own kinds, this was a different war. So much difference, that there were no rules to follow by. There were no war declarations. There were no hostages being held and exchanged. There were no treaties, or diplomatic actions happen between both sides. It was chaotic back then when the war was at its beginning. At least 200 million people had perished in that first month. May their soul to reach the golden stream.

But, as living individuals, we must push onward. That had always been our philosophy and way of life. Through unity and hardship, together, we were able to push ourselves forward from the brink of total annihilation. We had made friends along the way. Strange friends and stranger bonds in the strangest atmosphere. We had made enemies whose number seems to overcome the number of stars in the sky. And we had sacrificed so much to keep our future generation to thrive and have a much better future than us. They are the one who deserves to live in a peaceful world and awake by their parents loves instead of the bombing and gunning sounds.

But still, world right now that we are living in owe so much to the death of brave individuals. These young men and women who had seen, experienced and had lived so many times. They had paid so much that honor and fame are not even worth these brave soul. And through their blood and sweat, these legends had created a way for us. A small chance for us to reach a better future in the name of their sacrifices.

Standing in this new beginning, the transaction point of the old and new, I found myself to ponder about our way. Our future is covered by a mist of uncertainty and certainly more hardships lurking in every corners. Every step that we take will be paid by the blood of thousands or more. And one of them, that may lift or destroy this nation that is taking place right now, is trying to find the correct path.

(Pressed on the podium to look stronger) So I humbly ask you all, Senators of both New and Old Sectors, for your opinions. And please, don't be afraid of the power I have. For in this room, we are equal. We are citizens of USEA, a collective of small and unnoticeable nations that was born from fear of invasion and domination from other nations. We were born, choose, and put to service because of the love for this land that we originated from. Although we may had difference ideologies and motives, I hopes that we could all put aside those differences for a better future.

And before we begins, I kindly reminded to you all that are in this room, that no one is allowed to say a single word from this debate today. Let's the newspaper to guess what little information they have. But no one shall speak of this event until it is finally complete...”

“Mr. Prime Minister, your guest had arrived." A soft knock on the wooden door followed by an woman voice ended the Prime Minister’s rehearsal. Fixing his deep blue tuxedo suit and putting his folded paper in the small pocket of his suit, the old man looks over his table at the center of the room. There was nothing much on it except for a few hundred pages books, a pen holder, a small snow globe, and a family picture frame. But instead of holding any memorable and cherishable memory of the old world, the frame only has two words engraved on the wooden background.

But the knocking comes back once again, sound more pressing than before, had disrupted the Prime Minister’s attempt to hold up the frame. The sound of a woman coming from other side reminding him the guests had arrived. Outside, the Central Office had become noisier as rows of cars with tanks accompanied were rolling in the garden. Just standing from here with his almost deaf right ear and the old man could still hear the sound coming from half a mile away. So he just smirked and limping toward the door. Opening it, he sees a woman in her mid thirty waiting for him. She seems to be very impatient. Her eyebrows furrowed. Her arms were crossed together against her deep blue shirt. And despite her best effort, the woman could not hide her angry about the Prime Minister’s tardiness or his action for not answering to her call. With a light bow and a soft whispered “Please follow this way, Mr Prime Minister." The woman turned and leads the way without saying another word. Only the loud noise coming from her heels against the metal floor said certain a degree of her displeased.

But they were not alone on their way to the main hall. Standing on each side of the hallway are the Phase 2 soldiers. Hand on their rifles and saluting the Prime Minister passing before their eyes, these soldiers showed almost no emotion under that dark helmet. For they are supposed to show no emotion, Prime Minister reminded to himself as he stopped and examined a soldier. This one was a normal guy with a normal face, big nose, small eyes, thick eyebrows, dark color pupils, thick upper lip and slender for the bottom, military style of haircut, and no whatsoever emotions being displayed. He does not showed any troublesome when someone is touching his face. The Prime Minister nodded slightly before continued following the impatient secretary down the halls.

It is going to be long night, the Prime Minister reminded to himself as he talked with multiple Senators. The chattering skill 101: listen to their topic, give suggestion or provide a new way, change the topic, control or shut it down. Basic and constantly needed stuffs for a newborn nation. And even without listening, the Prime Minister could know what these Senators are talking about. There could only be a few options here. Give Myanmar their independence back, his movement with the Constructs, or which soldier gonna reach Colonel under 30 years old. That is pretty much it. Nobody had thought about anything further than that. Or it is too obscure nobody thinks about that yet, the Prime Minister asked himself as he nodded with another Senators.

But today is going to be a special day. After all, there are many disputes to be spilled in the lake as the Constructs' diplomats arrived. A dangerous way.

As the werewolves have strengthed their fortress against another surprise attack a few things were put into place. The beta organized the scouts and hunters and ordered them to find the lost pup that was taken during the attack the other day before the human women were integrated into the tribe itself. Of course, it would be difficult to track a pup that had no real possessions to follow the scent from but what they were able to track was the scent of the pup himself. Werewolves always had the scent of earth and their mothers on them when they are first born as a result they weren't left completely in the dark. The scouts left in teams of two and started their search for the taken pup.

However, it was evident that the farther they went from the fortress the scent got weaker before powerful chemicals blocked the scent entirely making them whine and cover their snouts wondering what could make such an odor. They weren't allowed to stop though, one of their own was taken and they would search high and low for them even if it was just a single pup, Family is family.

While they were gone the beta talked to Jirah and the leader of the human females and they talked about a name for the fortress. They valued the humans' opinion and while it may seem like a small gesture it was still important to give a proper name to their home. It took a bit but they were soon able to come up with something. The Shaman gave a few of the females fruits that were known to be good for paint. They used the shamans to use the earth and create a sort of staircase to the front and back of the fortress to make the name.

The fortress that belonged to the werewolf tribe was now dubbed: Wolfkin hollow painted in blue from the fruits they used. To all those that didn't understand the werewolf language, it looked like a bunch of different strokes moved together but the Human females helped in putting the English translation right below the werewolf language version of Wolfkin hollow

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Around Katsuboyama a small recon team was surveying the surroundings. “All clear here!” One of them shouts out as the five of them gathers around, a strange looking iron mech in the middle of the clearing. The pilot was seen checking out and making some adjustments on the machine as the others pulled out some MRE and poured hot water into it.

They started eating and within a few minutes they were able to finish it. “Ok, we're behind enemy lines and our goal is to see how much, forces they have and who they are.” The squad leader mutters as the pilot fidgets with the machine. “Tasuki, make sure the thing on top shape in an hour.” The squad leader orders him, briefing the others on other secondary objectives to keep in mind.

In an hour or so the machine was on top shape and ready to move as Tasuki gets inside and the others climb on top of the machine, manning the mortal station on the middle and the machine guns mounted on the sides.

The vehicle itself was just as big as one story house but, was barely as long as a car. It had four slightly armored limbs but, the joints were clearly an obvious weakness. Fashion with arms the mech was carrying a gun, that seems to be designed to take out armor. Still the mech body was designed to keep the pilot safe from most infantry weapons. Soon, they emerged from the countryside, and found themselves staring at Tokyo or what’s left of it.

Their mech would soon hear the signs of a few trucks moving. Namely carrying 'supplies' for the Imperials.The smoke and sound of the old trucks would hide away the signature of the mech - as they would need to move it through the ruins of Tokyo and hope the Imperials didn't have any land-lines in place.The Tokyo area was humongous and if one played their cards, as the Americans said they could easily hide a mech in the ruins of the city.

As the trucks speeds through the road the group, followed and used the sound as cover to avoid being detected. Successful the group entered the city with as limited exposure as possible, as one takes lead and signals to them if the area was clear or not. Following the alley ways, the team found themselves inside a garage of some sorts, the perfect place to hide the mech while they scout ahead.

The mech forces open the entrance and fortunately having the truck close by, the sound was muffled as they enter the building. Inside the structure power was turned off and aside from the light that comes from the window, it was completely pitch black. The men on top turned on their flashlights as they search the surroundings for any hostiles.

“Clear.” One of them says as the departed and started investigating the room. Tasuki and the other one on top stayed vigilant as they illuminated the surroundings. “Clear.” Another says as he finishes searching the two other rooms and the another one yells out from above as he finishes checking the second floor.

The power soon, turned on as the captain says clear just finishing on checking the basement. “Ok let’s set up our equipment and you two make check the surroundings for any points of interest.” The squad leader commands them, as the two scout on ahead and the four started unloading and setting up their observation station.

The streets were surprisingly open and devoid of life, aside from a few scavengers and the occasional greenies and avian stragglers the area was safe. The two mark a radio tower that they could tap into to eavesdrop on the imperials radio chatter or anyone using them. Aside from making some more warehouses and stops the two moves further away and even further to see how to get to the radio tower.

The trucks made their way into the city, echoing, drawing orc and scavengers to it as they make their way even further inside the city. The trucks were carrying container vans of cargo into the city, aside from the loud noises of their engines the sounds of "cows and livestocks" from the container vans, the sounds of metal clanking.

They soon, arrived at a fortified area of the city. With the driver disembarking in order to talk with the guard. He was well armed and aside from having a blue and green colored uniform, he had a large cross on the middle of his uniform. “Let us pass, we bring gifts to the imperials.” He says keeping his hand near his gun.

"What do you people want?" replied an Imperial Guardsmen, wearing uniform that was more shabby than what his Clan counterpart was wearing. Although compared to them, the Imperials outfit was more combat-oriented.

As the situation was the attitude between the more Imperialistic faction and the Hoji Clan was anything but friendly. Namely cause the Imperials wished to remain rooted in their Traditional Culture - while the Clan all but embraced Western ideals and even forced their people to accept Christianity. More so, as a means of control than any decent religion - as many others saw it.

Heck, even the Communists of the North had better relationships with the Imperials, than their Southern counterparts. Namely as the PRE had not much interest in abusing its people over religious values, nor try to keep the old Soviet belief alive - once the Cold War ended. If anything the Ainu were seen as more welcoming to the traditional Japanese than the Southern Clan was.

"Step aside we're here to help." He answers urging to the container vans on the back of the vans. "We wish that you and the imperials to help us the southern part of japan is in dire need and we offer this gift as our sign of friendship." He adds as he waits for his answer.

The two on the other way was trying to plant a bug into the radio making their signal more powerful and to tap more into the imperials radio network. The two after finishing their job returned to the listening post.

"Good work out there, we are starting to extract data from them." The squad leader said as one of them listen carefully and have been taking in notes and other various things of interest about the imperials and some other clan or what not, suggesting that someone was helping the imperial.

Those whom had hacked into the network, would soon hear about talks between the various radio-operators. As they namely requested clearance from the higher-up and soon enough were granted the option. Although under guard, as they were asked to get some soldiers and also some snipers placed around various locations.

It seemed the Imperials were willing to accept help from the Southern Clans. Although it was under heavy security it seemed - there also seemed some talks about aid from the sea. Although what it was, nobody would know yet - since those talks were replaced with discussions about the arrival of the Hoji's.

"Looks like our boys got in." The leader says as they further listen onto the radio. Tasuki started working on his mech. The two that scouted ahead was finally back with a few supplies that they got from scavenging in a nearby convenience store.

The trucks move on using the open road to make their way further inside. "Turn it on." The driver says as the speakers turns on broadcasting that. "UNDER THE MERCY OF THE PAPAL QUEEN, THE HOJI CLAN BRINGS FOOD TO THE PEOPLE!" I announce as starving scavengers emerged from their hiding spots to look for food.

the trucks separated and went through out various parts of the city. As they one of them stops by opening its side windows revealing a small soup kitchen where they in turn were serving hot soup and rice to match.

They carefully listen at the reaction of the imperials with the sudden art.

Needless to say, many Imperials didn't like the Hoji taking the option of separating into numerous locations - as the current commander ordered many of the stationed Imperials to go in and intercept the trucks. While there might have been the occasional person, that had taken shelter and were just going out for a free handover. Most of the population had been secured in key locations - while nobody would turn down free food, it was evident many felt dis-trusting with the Hoji still.

As not many stuck around, once they got their food. As many still knew about the Hoji' policies in-general. Namely the blaring of their declaration only proceeded to make the Imperials even more nervous and move into action, sooner than later.

As such, whatever the Hoji Clan had in mind, it would need to act soon enough - before the Imperials decided to seize control of the Hoji Clan' wannabee attempt at gaining sympathy.

As the last of the food was gone the chef urges the others to line up in the back so that he can give the leftovers or what’s left. "It’s almost done let me prepare them." He screams out as he closes the side windows, the doors in the reels opened but, to their surprise it wasn't food but, starving orcs, and ghouls where right in front of them eyeing one another for the unbelievable situation they found themselves in.

The staring contest abruptly ended as axes started flying in the air and with the orcs letting out a powerful roar as they charge at the unprepared civvies. "DEATH TO THE UNBELIEVERS!" The driver broadcasts, as he floors it with most of the "cargo was delivered".

Some of the drivers wouldn't get far - as the Imperials having expected deception soon ordered lethal force to be utilized. Namely, as soon enough sniper fire was unleashed - some of the windshields being shattered by rather accurate fire and killing the drivers.

For the remaining beasts let loose, the order soon went out to get Squads down into those locations and hunt down the Freaks. While the civilians were told to flee towards the inner City - where Imperial Forces would be coming to help deal with this minor skirmish.

In the cover of gunfire, the Hoji Clan would have the perfect moment to move out with their assault mech.

"Show time tasuki." The squad leader said as Tasuki quickly entered his mech and moved out, getting his anti-tank rifle with him. The other four locked and loaded as they sneak off from the buildings quickly grabbing their equipment, leaving the radioman alone to get as much information as humanly possible.

In the trucks however, the soldiers quickly grabbed the propane tanks and toss them outside and with a well-placed shot. It explodes engulfing the nearby buildings in the left covered in flames. Soon, the fire spreads as they toss out another one to the other side, blowing it. Using it as an improvise barricade from the imperials. Tasuki surveys the area and hunts for any snipers nearby picking them off with his rifle.

The squad leader sneaks their way around as they place charges and to hunt down any hostiles in their area. Soon, his group found himself next to a forward command center. using the gun fire outside to mask their weapons as they shoot at the guards.

The Imperials soon got busy namely hunting down the Hoji Clan's soldiers. While also organizing numerous soldiers and civilians into making sure the fire didn't spread and destroy the entirety of Tokyo. As the rest of Tasuki' group went around and unleashed devastation and confusion among Imperial lines.

Allowing the other four to get closer to the Imperial HQ in the chaos. While Tasuki had the advantage of firepower, once some snipers saw his mech approaching - they soon bugged out and utilized a tactic of one-shotting-and-running.

Although once the Clan' squad reached the Forward Command Center - they had their entire area filled with smoke. Soon enough one of their own was cleaved half from the middle, while another ended up having four shots hit his chest, before he dropped. The squad leader in the thick smoke would be able only to make out the appearance of a strange figure. Namely, their movement was rather acrobatic and quick. What might make him worried more, was the fact this person was heavily tattooed - enough that their face was covered. It was bad on both ends, since only Ainu practiced tattooing - while among the military only the deadly Alpha Group, allowed such markings to remain after basic training.

Seeing the threat of what it was the squad leader threw a flash bang in an attempt blind her. "For god!" One of them screams out, pulling out a HE grenade from his pockets, as he charge into her with his smg unloading all of his clip. The squad leader and the only remaining member they had left ducked for it as they shield their eyes from the flashbang and from the explosion that sooned followed.

Meanwhile Tasuki was busy rescuing the trapped soldiers in the trucks. letting them board and high him around as they man the mortar and the machine guns on top. Suppressing and raining down explosive shells around the city. While they would get snipe by the enemy the Hoji warriors accept their fate and continued shooting down the enemy. Tasuki focused his fire at enemy armor as his massive AP round can easily penetrates through the vehicles hull.

Needless to say, what they missed was having their 'eager' soldier - miss most of his rounds due to running with a full-auto SMG. While the Alpha member, took some damage, she kept her cool and simply slashed off the hand of the idiot and threw his body down onto the grenade.

Soon enough, three more members of the Alpha Group arrived - almost out of nowhere. They easily soon disabled the last two soldiers. Namely one kick to the nearby soldier' chin, which was followed by the sound of something rather important cracking - as the soldier collapsed, unmoving on the ground. While the squad leader, got a rather swift jab into the back of his neck - to knock him, paralyzed onto the ground.

As Tasuki kept on walking, the radio-operator would soon hear the death-rattle of their mech, as soon enough communication was exchanged in a foreign yet familiar tongue. Namely Ainu, as several RPGs were fired at the leg-structure of the giant mech, that seemed to be now the largest and loudest target in the vicinity. While the RPG wasn't as highly advanced as the Hoji' mech - it wasn't needed to be, just do its rather robust job of destroying anything it was fired at. Combined with at least five of them, hitting the leg structure that was used to keep the entire mech stable.

The squad leader was captured with the remains of his squad and with their mech done for, the remaining soldiers made a run for it, as they try to retreat using the burning houses and alleyways to their advantage. The trucks were silent as the driver lay silent. A lot of the houses were burning but, with the combine effort they were able to isolate the fires in areas of the city.

While the mech legs were blown to bits, the surviving soldiers on top fell to the ground, while some of them were trapped, died or crushed by the cockpit that somehow remained relatively intact. Tasuki lays there still alive but, bloody and unconscious. The remaining soldiers pry the thing open. Once they opened the cock pit they quickly dashed away using the smoke from the explosion as cover as they dragged the pilot out of there.

Unfortunately one of them gotten his feet caught between the mortar and the broken platform. Pleading them to leave him. He started praying to his god and thanking his family for everything as he grasped a locket that contained his family. When the imperial forces checked out the remains of the mech, he had just gotten out of his prayer and placed the HE grenade on the remaining munition of the mortal. Blowing the mech. the imperials, and himself to ashes.

The radio man before leaving grabbed as much as he can and rigged the whole place to explode in 10 minutes, as he retreats back to the country side where he and Tasuki reunited with his saviors. A number of them were still able to survive as they retreat back to the evacuation zone. Alot of them were dragging the wounded soldier back with them as they board the helicopters back to a nearby Hoji safezone or fortress. They might have lost alot of them but, they found out alot of things about their weaponry and the imperial, knowledge that they will use in full effect in the battles that will soon, come in their quest for unification.

Summary

The Hoji Clan launched an attack on the imperial city of Tokyo.
They sent in a number of "food trucks" in an attempt to fool the imperials.
The attack was soon repelled by the combined effort of the imperials and their Alpha Group reinforcements.

As the apocalyptic fury of thunder continues to ravages the lands of Titania the armies of man stand face to face as the beginning of a battle to decide the fate of man dawns every closer. As the storms of change continues to tear away the earth rows of iron clad men stand ready side by side. The heavy rain softening the ground around the numerous armies that marched in to fight.

Numerous lords answer the call of ambition. God, fame, gold, and power all were on the line for the sacred capital of Kiltin was under siege. The smoke of powder, lingers in the air as the gunners man their position, peeking and aiming from the safety of their gun emplacements.

Citizen cower behind the comfort of their homes as the siege continues on. “They’re going to starve us out at this rate.” One of the gunners complaint as he takes a bite from what seems to be slate bread soaking wet. “Losing of the port city Numeria made the situation all better for the damn traitors, cutting out our food supplies and blockading our ports.” He continues to rant angry with his recent living condition adding a subtle hint if sarcasm to the mix.

“And there just there enjoying themselves like there on a damn picnic.” Another points out as he points at the various lights and numerous supply convoys with them. “The empire practically dead at this point.” Another comment taking a big bite from his bread. The rain still pouring hard making it close to impossible to keep the powder dry weren’t it for the built in roof on top of them.

Soon, after a young officer enters the room cowered from head to toe with water, with the rain doing a number on her attire. “Can’t believe that their still out there with this rain.” He comments as the three gunners quickly dragged whatever cloth they can to dry him up. “Thanks about that.” He thanks to the three. “I swear the cold the one that’s going to calm me if this keeps up.” He comments with the usual calm and carefree attitude he shown.

The three grabbed so cloth and gathered around in a circle and distancing themselves from the powder to make sure that they don’t blow themselves up. After making sure and tasking each other their assign turns to take guard while the others keep themselves from freezing.

“It’s been days since the rain started and it won’t stop.” The one of them starts as the flames slowly get stronger and bigger. “Every, since we lost a large chunk of our cities to the pillars, everything gone bad for the empire.” He continues as he offers a small piece of the cloth to the fire.

“Just think of them as a new dragon.” He suggests. “If the ballista’s can’t do it, let our guns deal with it. “He continues as the shift of the first guard was over, switching and urges the other to take his place. “Still its fine raining and I can barely hear a thing with this insane downpour.” The guardsman complaints as he warms up by the fire. “The field died off, and everywhere a mess, muck and mud all around us and them.

“TAKE COVER!” The one on shift screams out as he dives into the floor as massive chunks of rocks crashes onto and into the walls, hitting one of the gun emplacement destroying the artillery and its crew men. The officer and the crew rushes to their gun and starts readying to fire back at the enemy. “WHAT HAPPENED WHY DIDN’T WE SEE IT COMING!?” The officer shouts out as five large fireballs makes their way to the parts of the way. The fortunately the gun has just been reloaded and the crew aims at the fire ball coming start into them.

The cannonball flies straight into the fireball dispelling it and landing into the enemy army. The castle walls retaliated as gunners inside the walls fired from their small encloses peeks. But, one of the fireballs got into one of the powder and blasts a huge clunk of the walls in one go.

The draw bridges still up the attackers had no choose but, to climb up into the ladder. Still the wet landscape proved too much for the attackers as they gotten stuck and locked in place. But, the army was determined, their morale high and their resolves unfaltering. They were there to gain victory and nothing less. An iron clad woman steps in, with a spear in hand and a shield in the other, her trebuchets fire constantly onto the ways while her mages snipe the powder kegs to blast away the walls, paying no heed to the safety of the fire way as they become cannon fodder to both the trebuchet, the enemy, and friendly fire.

The queen stands and watches as the night sky changes into an emerald sky. As the city burns, the walls crumble and the way paved with blood. “Warrior queen the defenses inside the city are formidable…” One of the advisors advises but, was cut off immediately. “Burn them out.” She coldly says before her advisors and generals silently nods in agreement leaving and informing the army of her orders.

The defenders held on as long as they can but, in five days’ time there was no more left to defend. The city lies in ruins, its inhabitants captured or buried, and the royal family dragged before the queen. “HOW DARE YOU LAY WASTE TO MY CITY!” The king yells out in fury. The queen urges the guards to get the daughters and the queen out of her chambers.

She stares at him as she tosses him his shield and sword. She sits down on her wooden throne as she stares at the pathetic old man and his next set of moves. The man hurries up and grabs his sword, rushing to her and swings with all his got. But, she doesn’t make a move as the blade makes its way up to her. Only stopping inches before chopping her head.

She doesn’t do anything and lets the man carry on as he swings furiously at her with all his might, clipping away her shield as she continues to watch him make no progress in the next few set of hours. After a while the man exhausted falls to the floor, covered in sweat and dirt. The queen stands and stares at him through her thick and lifeless helmet. She raises her foot and steps on the man’s neck robbing him of its vital air.

He tries to get her foot from his neck but, fails leaving him at the mercy of the queen which she raises her armored boots allowing him to breathe once more. Only to clamped down on it once again in a sadistic sense act to make him suffer as long as she can. After hours of “Playing” She ends it as she breaks his neck ending his rule and his life for good. She drags the king outside displaying his lifeless body for all to see. Making her men cheer out as loud as they can. “LONG LIVE THE QUEEN! LONG LIVE THE WRATHOS EMPIRE!!” They cry out as they bang their weapons with their shields. The city now in ruins the empress makes ready for her plans for her next conquest. The plans to invade the world of the world eaters.

The queen and her daughters ride on the queen’s carriage. Her face shouted in darkness as her masks hides in as she stares at them, eyeing them up and gauging them. Showing quite a fancy with her as she fixes her eyes on her which makes the princess worried and scared. As her admirer stares at her without saying a word.

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Around the alliance's gates. Various human messengers are informing the various races of the conquest of the Wrathos empire, becoming the largest and the undisputed ruler of mankind in the land of Titania. Alot of the humans were caught off guard, their families, siblings and brothers in arms were Kiltinian and the question of what happened to them were being raise. the humans gathered around the messenger, then he announced "THE WRATHOS EMPIRE SHALL LEND THEIR SUPPORT TO THE ALLIANCE!" The Orcs, Dwarfs, Avians, and the Elves cheered on. "THEY TOOK THEIR BLOODY TIME!" One of the dwarfs yells out cheering as he raises his axe.

The alliance was suffering and they were quickly losing too much and their armies are shirking, so news of reinforcement was a welcome sound in their ears. The news spread even further to the various races that the alliance had under its protection.

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Summary

The Wrathos empire have finally brought down the sacred Kiltin empire.
Messengers quickly went to the alliance informing of the major event in human lands.

On the streets of San Francisco, gun fire echoes throughout the city as a few members of the UN engage with the orcs in the location. "WHERE'S THE GENERAL!" One of them yells out, as he unleashes a volley of machinegun fire at the engaging green skins.
San Francisco Outpost Broadsword Japanese town shopping center 1920 hours

Sargent Andrew Hernandez stood looking out from the outpost's makeshift watch tower the rain water dripped off his helmet. This sector was usually a quiet one, but today the reports of gun fire were heard from somewhere nearby. Now captain Santiago had checked with command to see if there were any friendlies in the area. When command confirmed there was only the outpost the lieutenant gave the order to mount up. Unlike the regular Orc blunderbuss and artillery this was the sound of modern automatic fire. Her replacement one lieutenant Miguel Baltodano had arrived a mere hour ago, they had yet to form an opinion on the man.
"Jackson,Allen,Ramirez and Nakano stop grab assing and in the Humvee" Hernandez said in an almost monotone voice. As the sound of Nakano cussing out the other three. Hernandez liked Nakano, she was as kind and gentle as a dove and as tough and strong willed as they come. All four since coming to the squad had been inseparable.
Slowly the Sargent turned away and headed to the waiting Humvee.

Just 50 clinks from the outpost the remnants of the UN have been firing their way to what they believed to be a safe zone from the green menace. The clash of bayonet and steel echoes as with each passing minute a soul was claimed. "WHERE’S JACKSON!" One yells out as he opens the ammo boxes and hurried to refill his depleted gun. There was only at maximum of 20 UN peacekeepers which was obvious as the symbol of the UN was engraved into the center of their uniform in the area holding on to the remains of what was once a busy market place. "GET THE FIFTY CAL WORKING!" another screams out as a small group of orcs started jumping from the second floor of the nearby building, surprising them and killing off a good five of them in one go.

"JACKSON I SWEAR I WILL KILL YOU IF I FIND YOU!" What seems to be the acting leader screams out as the fighting turns ugly as munitions starts to run dry. "PRIVATE GET A FLARE OUT AND HENRICK READY AS MUCH C4 AS YOU CAN." He commanded as the machinegun takes pluck shot at the horde in an attempt to save up munitions. "IF WE DIE WE GO OUT WITH A BANG!" He said as the troops get as much C4 as they had.

Quickly the Humvee Convoy rolled out of the outpost, the freshly reinforced platoon of 42 men and women with supporting mounted fifty calibers on the Humvees. Hernandez watched out his window scanning the buildings and alley ways. Over the radio He could hear the lieutenant speaking to all squad leaders.
"Alright listen up we got unidentified units engaging the enemy. High altitude drone have identified them as human of unknown origin. Command has ordered the company to be on standby. Our Job second platoon is to make contact with the unit and assist if necessary. We will travel until we reach the market place arriving east of the fighting, we will use the rubble and buildings as cover. I don't need to explain the dangers of street combat.... Hernandez take your squads and clear and find a place for Williams weapons squad to set up their weapons to cover the possible friendlies... I want those rockets and 240s ready to spit fire. you and yours are on convoy light up anything not human. "

Quickly the lieutenant switched to broadcasting to any public and Allied stations

" Any unidentified combatants in Japanese town this is second lieutenant Baltodano of Spartan security solutions 12th company 2nd tactical brigade you are no cleared to be in this area, if you are part of the local Militia then prepare to submit and present order papers upon securing the area. If you are civilians traveling between camps prepare transfer papers and a head count of all personnel and equipment. If you are a scavenger...you are in violation of article 3-21 of the military law in times of war no civilians outside designated areas after established curfew, and the defensive pact between forces no scavengers or those with personal or unauthorized entry into an active combat zone. Prepare to be detained and processed upon completion of the fighting. "

Soon, a fierce close-range fight broke loose against the Un troopers as they switch to pistols and shotguns. Soon, the buildings doors opened revealing more of the orcs in the area. Quickly drawing their blades swarming the gunners, stabbing, and cutting off his limbs silencing the continuous fire for good.

Soon, radioman receives the broadcast responding to it with a frantic voice. “THIS IS THE UN WE NEED SUPPORT! GREENIES ARE SWARMING OUR POSITION!!, I REPEAT THE GREENIES ARE OVERUNING OUR LOCATION!!!” He said as gun fire and screams were heard in the background, awaiting your answer.

“MAVERICK GET YOUR ASS UP HERE AND HELP ME SET UP THE CHARGES!” The Sarge yells out as they lose their vehicles one by one to the attackers. Soon, humans attached their bayonets and them to fight the orcs one on one before they were overpowered and dismembered, a sacrifice that helped buy time for the 9-member squad that was still left.

"Alright 2nd platoon change of plans ...Yuen take your squad go with Williams and set up to help cover the Convoy from flanking.... Hernandez I want your squad to offer covering fire... Watch your fire we will have friendlies in coming. Smith I want your boys to man the fifties when I want the convoy to the come along this road that runs parallel to the market to the east... There will be plenty of targets to hit."
Quickly the lieutenant switched back to the UN radio frequency.
"UN forces friendlies inbound to your east. Fall back beyond the road to the east of the market place. ETA 30 seconds" He said as he racked the charging handle of his M4. "

Quickly the lieutenant radioed command

"Broadsword actual this is broadsword 2-12 we have confirmed contact with UN forces, moving to assist friendlies." He said. After a few seconds command responded. "2-12 this is actual continue with assist it is imperative that you bring that UN team, several gun ships and operator teams have been assigned to support your, Intel suggests massive green skin movement in the area, mobilizing the rest of the 12 And armor to help, you must extract the UN forces and hold the line. Elements from fort baker and Sparta are preparing to engage the massing green skins across the bay and in the south. so you must hold out until your company arrives from AT&T park staging area."

"WE HAVE SUPPORT!" The radio jumps in joy as he announces before receiving an arrow to the back, from orc archer, the one incapacitated pulls out a grenade and responses to him. "Make sure to hurry up." He said wearily as he pulls the pin seconds before another arrow finds his mark impaling his lifeless body to the road, giving way to the orcs to run through but, as they run straight through the grenade explode releasing fragments everywhere killing the greenies in one go.

" SIR CHARGES ARE READY!" The dark-skinned demolition expert said as he tosses the remote to his commander. "Good, you boys take up positions at that building and Marverick keep the boys safe." He commanded pointing at the nearby building, as he takes out his rifle and starts shooting at the advancing horde. "GO, I'll keep them in bay." He said as the bullets starts escaping the barrel of his guns and into the heads of three of the nearest orcs. The last five reluctantly makes their way into the building as they move furniture’s and barricades the first floor.

Soon, the sergeant starts to lose ammunition and in time was overwhelmed by the number of the unrelenting orcs. And in the next minute or so a massive explosion erupted from his position as he detonates the explosives.

Quickly the Spartan convoy arrived on the scene as a massive explosion tore through the ranks of greenies. Quickly the troops mounting the 50 cals opened up on the enemies not caught in the explosion.

"UN forces Spartan have arrived." The lieutenant said over the radio as he aimed his rifle and opened on the green skins. A wall of rounds tore many of the green skins apart before they could get organized. Quickly as the troops dismounted the sound of UH-60s could be heard over the din of battle. Quickly they landed as Spartan elite operator teams jumped out to support the convoy and make room for the UN forces.
Slowly the green skins reorganized and began to fire back with bows and thrown projectiles.

Maverick seeing the arrival of reinforcement, quickly grabbed his trusted grenade launcher as he signals the others to keep close. "Follow my orders, and we're going to survive." He briefs them as he loads up, then he surveys the streets before the familiar drums of war of the orcs starts its beating.

"GO!" He frantically commanded as the sound only meant that trouble was coming making the other four rushes to the convoy, leaving the colonel behind as he makes sure that their safe. He raises up his weapon with a face full of fury.

Seconds later the roar of the siege troll and its raptor rider’s entourages can be heard, just behind of the building, and with it, the clanking of chain. After, with a sudden turn of events massive arms burst out of the building and with it a new variant of the creature can be seen, as it seems to be smaller but, its body was completely covered in steel. With multiple chains that hangs its prized victims by the neck, a cruel reminder of the beast reputation as most of its victims have the UN symbol in their outfits. Maverick yelled out as he fires a full volley into the beast, hitting it and quickly legged it out there.

But, he couldn’t get out in time before one of the raptor riders impaled his right leg with a well-placed arrow causing him to fall. “KENNETH ITS ALL UP TO YOU NOW!” He desperately shouted before a net was thrown at him and dragged back to the black smoke that was created by his weapon.
The troopers quickly drawn their weapons but, it was already too late as maverick was claimed by the darkness. “MAVERICK!” The skinny ones cried out and almost run off but, was dragged by the others to the position of the spartans.

Immediately the 50. Cals focused fire on the new armored enemies leaving the smaller targets to the platoon and the Spartan operators. Quickly the rain began to get worse until the wind and rain began to cover up the noise of the fight.

Lieutenant Baltodano stood behind the cover of the vehicle reloading when the man next to him crumples up, his hands grasping arrows protruding from his thigh and chest.

All along the rows of vehicles the platoon and operators were taking arrows. Several sported blooded bandages and a few of the more critical lay being tended to by the platoon medic. Three Spartans bodies were lined up next to one of the UH-60s, the crew worked silently to gather the fallen belongings and their tags.

The siege beast with all its might started to emerged from the black mist as it makes its way into the convoy, not letting go of its prizes. The 50. Cals bullets had no effect on it. "RUN!" The peace keepers yell out as they quickly get inside the APC's.

"YES, RUN WEAKLINGS REMEMBER THE NAME OF OBZIN THE HUNTER!" An orc clad in black armor with a burning spear, proudly announces as he pushes Marverick out from the podium, his neck wrap around with a spiked iron chain. He tries his best to break free but, to no avail as the spikes starts to dig even further into his neck as blood starts to rain from the wounds.

And with a few more desperate moves the captain finally joins the twisted decoration as an brutal ornament to the capability of the orc hunter. "MORE, MORE SUFFERING!" The orc gleefully shouts out as his siege trolls starts wildly chasing the convoy.

Quickly the UH-60’s took off with the dead and wounded ,leaving only the Humvees and their weapons to fend to fend off the invaders. With plenty of room to spare the Spartan operators found seats among the recently occupied seats of the dead and wounded.
As soon as the last Spartan closed their door lieutenant Baltodano got on the radio.

"2-12 to Actual we have made contact and returning to base with friendlies. We are requesting a fire support mission on location Alpha. Massive number of hostiles in vicinity. Drop some hell on them for us will you?"

After a few moments a womans voice responds

"2-12 confirmed I suggest you move from the area as soon as you can. HE rounds on its way; good Job boys the Boss man is extremely happy. We have had no contact from anyone since the attack. Now we can find out what's going on. An IU will meet you at base...the intelligence guys want to question them."
Barely the rumble of artillery can be heard over the rain as the weapons fired their deadly payload.

The orcs laughed as he hears the iconic roar of the artillery, now accustom to it his forces of raptor riders stops one. "I will get my prize, one way or another." He said as they withdraw the artillery landing on the ground, pounding and creating a divide. "We will meet again." He says before his mount turns around retreating back to the shadows and out of sight.

"Thanks for the safe." The remaining four says as they take a long deep breath. Showing clear signs of fatigue. "We been traveling, with the remainder of what's left of us." He says panting hard and his companions falling to sleep taking as much rest as they can. "That thing has hunted us for months, a lot of us didn't make it.

The lieutenant looked at the UN troops as the vehicle sprints on.

"Don't worry about it... First time seeing anything other than greenies for a while...." He said as he checked the condition of his rifle. "Guess they got tired of us killing them." He said darkly with a chuckle.

"Major Winters will want to speak with you when we arrive back at base... " he muttered as one of the soldiers spoke up

"Sir command wants us to drop off the UN guys, then restock and reunite with the company we are going hunting." He said as the female soldier next to him responded " we lost seven guys...got pay them back 70." She said in a monotone voice.

As the horde disappears from the background. The troopers were fast asleep until they arrive to base. Still fast asleep but, now feverish they were rush towards the med bay to get treatment. The doctor upon further examining them founds out that they were passed out from fatigue and exhaustion and it would take a few more days for them to wake up.

Quickly the platoon restocked and linked up with the company. Outside of the base, as the Spartan and militia forces all over the city pushed back against the green horde. The 150 men and women of 12th company moved quickly as their righteous fury tore through any enemy resistance.

They were mad, the 12th had lost good men and women to the green savages. They were determined to make them pay. Quickly and efficiently the Spartans, supported by tanks and heavy weapons, systematically wiped out every green skin they could find. For every Spartan killed or wound while carrying this hunt four green skins would be killed.

Sargent Hernandez watched with his squad, from the second story of burned out wreck of a store over the remains of a street market, a sea of green getting gunned down as rifle, machine gun and heavy caliber guns tore through the green bodies.

as the spartans tore away at sacrificial grunts, they bear witness to the hunter's cruelty as the bodies of missing people and soldiers hangs with the same spiked collars that the hunter had decorated the nearby buildings.

The bodies lead to a fortress of some sort it, covered in blood and with various body parts as ornaments. With the same orcs grunt guarding it. But, the raptors and the siege beast where no way in sight.

Quickly the Spartans stop, beyond the range of the enemy weapons. Slowly three tanks roll up, their 120mm cannons aimed at the fortress. After stopping the three open up with their cannons and Infantry opened fire. In unison HE rounds tore into the walls blowing off chunks and making small craters in the walls. Any bodies caught in the explosion were incinerated in the blast. After a small bombardment of the walls the tanks switched to demolition rounds. As they do that two M1128 Mobile Gun Systems roll up armed with armor piercing rounds, waiting for the chance to take revenge for the fallen.

As the walls falls apart, the orcs retreat, leaving behind the fortress for the humans to cease. But, instead of victory, a gruesome display greets the eyes their eyes. The fortress was not a fort but, a massive torture chamber. The orcs indiscriminately capture men, women, and children to fill their twisted desires, decorating the walls of the structure with them after they were done with them. Along with them were cages, tortures devices, blood strains, and various body parts that scatters throughout the large facility.

After looking around, there were only a few orcs around still carrying out various torture methods on the captured men. Skinning, maiming, and abusing the inmates that unfortunately found themselves to be in. The children cried helplessly, as they watch the orcs carry around adults and teenagers up to them, showing them of how they were going to be gut and dealt with in the future.

The worst thing of all was the fact that many of them had the faces and identification of the various missing people and also soldiers in the city, that was lost or went missing in the past. The torturers dash into action as they see the walls fall apart, seeing the tanks and Spartans that were sieging the structure. Grabbing one of the prisoners as they hold a knife right to their necks, taking them as hostages to save themselves from death. “EARTH MOTHER EMBRACE US!” They scream out as they slit their throats.

As one the line of Spartans opened fire on the green skins. A grim look of determination on their faces. Sargent Hernandez watched in silence. He like every other Spartan was enraged, in front of him were his people. Innocent men and women alongside various soldiers and combatants. He wanted to tear apart the green skims, in a primal rage he wanted nothing more than the start bashing their heads in until there was nothing left. To the Spartans there had always been a code of honor for war. The biggest rule of the Spartans is leave the innocents alone. Sure people die in war but to target civilians was going too far. Before Spartans killed the invaders with a professional approach. Killing them without making them suffer too much. Now all best were off. Anything that wasn't from this planet would die...slowly and painfully.
Slowly the Spartans stopped firing. With a motion of one of the Spartans several squads rush out from the line to check on any of the possible surviving humans.

The quickest word to express the structure was the word hopeless, the bodies of men, women, and children litter the floor, their innards left out in the open as disgusting ornaments. Their guts were string up on the walls like they were celebrating a twisted festival, aside from other twisted application of the human body, various dog tags were hang up on the walls of what seems to be the tavern or the commons of the large compound. On on top of it the words. "You were victorious." The letters were written with blood and from the looks of it from the blood of the owners of the dog tags.

Obzin was nowhere to be found and his massive raptor army was not presence in the battle but, the orcs in the area were wearing. Ritualistic robes and there were numerous symbols in the walls, painted by blood, it was like all of it was needed for a ritual of some sorts. But, in the end only a handful adults and several children left the structure trembling at what they had witness and the experience they got there. So many lives were lost in all numerous brutal means that the greenies had. It had won and reclaim this area of the city from the monsters but, it didn't felt like a victory. Their children scared, people slaughtered and butchered like animals, this was not a victory it was a reminder that in war nobody wins.

As a new power rose starts its rise in Asia, a threat more devastating then their enemies beyond the gate makes it move. Seeking to destabilized the country these unseen agents operate in the shadows, bribing and sowing the seeds of rebellion. Seeing footage of the savagery of the phase 1 and 2 soldiers to its citizens as propaganda to divide and sway the nation from the grade and leadership of the prime minister.

It all started as peaceful protest of refuges that took the blunt of the untamed nature of the hulkish soldiers of USEAN. Then like a violent change of events multiple bombing occurred in places where the soldiers hang out or can be seen. Then the crackdowns happened making them disappear or vanish out of thin air or did they?



“THIS NATION IS CORRUPTED AND AS IT CITIZENS WE MUST PUT A STOP TO THIS OUTRAGE!” One of the citizen yelled out in Chinese as his followers raises up their banners calling forth the stopping of violence made by the soldiers and repreparations for the damage they have caused.

Soon, others like him group up, chanting the same words. With tensions high and the public unrest at an all-time high. The refugees started to gain more people as they make their way to the nearest government building.

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In japan the various warlords and the sudden attack by the Hoji clan have crippled the imperial for now. Taking the southern part of traditionalist imperials. Shifting the balance of power in favor of the westernalize Hoji clan. Thanks to the help of the Ezo the imperial were still able to defend key and strategic locations.

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British Empire
The British isle have been in heavy fighting with the invaders, there being outnumbered and their factories being torched to the ground have made it problematic for the defenders making them hunker down awaiting for the return of their beloved kind to bring victory back to them. With morale and supplies low the defenders with their faith and pride have maintained the lines sadly at the cost of their cities and citizens.

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The cold winds of the ice bombs soon, proofed to have changed the climate of Europe. Freezing the Baltic seas made life for both the fantasy races and modern people. But, with only one proving to have adapted much better than the later. The offensive was progressing just fine for the Europeans but, it all changed when several bombs blew up near industrial zones in Germany starting a brutal campaign war with a new power from Spain calling themselves the black wolfs.

These wolfs have been able to establish themselves with what remains of Spain and the southern part of France. Though their forces are smaller and mostly comprise of militia, the wolfs have relayed in sabotaging and crippling the republic.



The sounds of gunshots echoed as black armored mercenaries entered the control center of the factory. “Quick plant them.” The officer says as his men started planting C-4 around the assembly yard. After planting and pouring the rooms full of gasoline, they quickly went escape.

After they have escape the factory suddenly erupted in a fiery end, spreading debris and flame to the nearby buildings.

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In Russia a small detachment of the black mountain have arrived in the Baltics seeing the sea completely frozen in ice they quickly went to work. They entered the massive climate altering machines like they were in search for something and from the looks of it, they were desperate enough to start drilling into the ice.



The death of most of the chain of command in America sowed chaos inside the nation. With once was once mercenary companies have started claiming America and being just as dangerous as the monster that came from the gates. Shooting and attacking anyone not under their flags. The citizens of America panic as they are force to pick their sides despite believing that neither side is just as dangerous as the other. With Canada being sucked in the power struggle the situations are become alarmingly too much for the Americans and the Canadians that are part of the empire.

Mercenary groups like Roria, Black mountain, Lotus, Aurora and other various others have begun claiming the country as their own. Shooting anyone who doesn’t believe or follow their demands. Several small citizen groups have banded together in order to protect themselves from the war rising nations, only to found themselves being outgun and outnumbered in all directions.

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The with the underwater tubes destroyed by the leviathans, the mysterious group of people in Hawaii was completely overrun scattering their men and resources and with the lost of communications most of the group was turned into ghouls with the rest of the people in Hawaii turning its majestic island chain to the fantasy creatures that choice to settle in.




The sand of the Farsca Imparatoriuk shifts as the number of monsters in the gate have arrived. With the siege worms building nest in the vast deserts. Making them a threat to most of the cities of the nations. Not only that but, massive brown gorilla with fangs have poured from the gates and like the worms have started establishing and migrating into the deserts. Many more creatures have arrived from the gate and with them strange plants possibly carried by the creatures have started growing around hotspots where these creatures have built a home for themselves.

After a successful mission in antipolo city, the small rescue party grew in number gaining a few valuable soldiers and civilians with them. Now the once lone vehicle party spearheads the newly formed convoy being followed by a few apc's and several jeepneys which were packed to the brim with survivors. "Turn on your radios, their gonna be useless once we enter the city." The radio man said as the gunners popped out of the vehicles manning the machine gun on top, while the soldiers on the jeepney point their guns out at the open windows of the commercial vehicle.

The city was quiet, only the hums of the engines, the cry of animals and the heavy footsteps of the orc partrols. Luckily the caravan was fast enough to avoid most of the orcs but, with the old engines of the jeepneys echoing out on the trip, it was impossible to sneak their way into the city.

Soon, the patrols were alerted because of the noisy engines making them charge into the convoy. With a couple of lucky shoots and close calls the convoy starts speeding up in attempts to survive the encounter. While the soldiers in the jeepney were firing at the attackers. Speeding into the distance they had to escape and in time they would find themselves in MOA one of the nation's largest malls.

The jeepneys quickly formed into a curve as orcs from surroundings rush in, in hopes of overwhelming the assailants, and in an effort to keep the civvies safe. But, the oddest part of the situation was the sounds of the ships near the coast.

The small remnants of a British fleet were moving full speed to the shallow waters, their colors flapping chaotically in the wind. There were five ships in total, including four frigates and a cruiser. Explosions behind them sent geysers of salt water into the air and sometimes chunks of bloody flesh. The crew sent up a half hearted cheer with each hit, but they knew from the radar that they couldn't possibly hit as many leviathan as there were on their tail. The only hope was to get to the shallows or, god forbid, run aground.

Admiral Andrew Clay didn't bother cheering. He knew it was the end of their luck. They had been very fortunate when they successfully drained the oil out of a coastal plant 100 kilometers ago and even surviving this long. The beginning of their end could be seen when the frigate HMS Monmouth started sagging behind, dipping into the water from the back. That meant a few Naga had hooked the ship and sson more would as the ship started slowing down. There was still a chance, but a small one.

"Ready the torpedoes!", he shouted to his crew on the cruiser HMS Brighton. They had one shot at saving the HMS Monmouth and it involved a lucky hit on the leviathan once they attached themselves to the ship. The Monmouth managed to gain some speed as the crew desperately shot machine guns into the water, killing Naga almost as fast they could be replaced.

But then, doom came. The huge shadows of leviathan. There was another bloody geyser as one ran into a couple hasty depth charges, but there were too many. Just a few more seconds and they wouldn't be able to dodge the torpedoes... "Fire!", he shouted. He could feel a rumble through his ship as the torpedoes launched towards their targets. He wasn't sure how many hit or miss, but several huge bloody geysers shot up. The ship was freed for the time being.

Clay could see they were approaching the coast. There wasn't enough time for them all to move into the channel. They couldn't celebrate their narrow escape yet though. Their ships would be stranded for a while and he could hear sounds of gunfire not far away.

Soon, as your fleet nears the coastline you can see the imagine of a tall ferris wheel, large buildings and multiply stadium looking buildings near a large structure. As you get closer and closer the realization that a port was out of the questions as the a lone pier and a small fish depot were all in sight.

Infront suggest an reclaim land project as the sea level doesn't show any signs of lowering as your ship seems to be able to carry on just fine under the waters but, soon large waves of leviathan emerged from the waters showing themselves to you. Some of them were reptilian in nature, while others looked like the mythical kraken while the others looked like a giant serpent, one of which lunged into the air into one of your boats.

As the convoy makes it last stand the sounds of the boats and the leviathans fighting was heard. "Quite pack up before they overrun us." The female that seems to be the leader orders, making the soldiers get in the jeepneys, while inside they started shooting at the horde of orcs and avians in their way, while the others get into their APC.

After the engines turn on they start speeding, heading towards the coast of the mall, giving them an heads up to the four ships getting attacked by the large leviathan. "Maria they from the brits." The gunner said as he keeps on firing. "Let me up." She said as she takes out a rocket launcher, going up takes aim at the leviathan latched on one of the ships and fires hitting it in the eyes making it thumble from the ship.

She signals the captain with both of her arms then pointing at the horde chasing them. "FIRE AT THEM!" She yells out expecting for them to lay down fire support.

Clay had hoped they could take shelter in the channels, but that rapidly diminished as a veritable horde of leviathan rose off the coast. A trap, it seemed.

"Fire everything! It's now or never men!", he shouted to his deck officers and broadcasted to the ship. A giant snake swiftly latched onto the HMS Argyll, but the others seemed slower. Enough time to aim the cannons and anti-aircraft guns at the beasts. It was risky with the coast so near. Any missed shots would pummel the Mall or the land around it, but he doubted there were many people left.

His men, the brave bastards, were scrabbling up from the lower decks with what machine guns, rocket launchers, and assault rifles they had left and firing up at the monsters. It seemed like they were doing some damage too. Their hide must not be too thick?

Suddenly a rocket streaked from the beach into the eye of the giant snake, damaging it enough to make it relinquish its grasp on the ship. "Admiral! A small group local fighters have engaged the leviathan!", deck officer Felicity called out.

That was an unexpected stroke of good luck. "Men!", he called through the intercom "we've got friendlies on the beach! Be careful with your shots!"

She waits for a much needed support but, gave up when the fleet shown no signs of helping them and as the horde grows even bigger she was running out of options. So in a effort to delay the impossible she grabbed the M2 browning besides her and started firing at the horde. "I CAN'T CONTACT THEM." The radioman yells out as static starts echoing from the radio.

The sound of breaking glass and concrete begins to ring out from the inside of the mall. And a few seconds laters a creature completely covered in crystals burst out from the walls of the mall sending out waves of debris to the surrounding area. "ITS AN IRON HEAD." She yells out as she focused fire at the beast. But, it was essentially bullet proof and it would more then what they had to take it down.

"MARIA! TAKE THIS FLARE!" The driver yells out, as he tosses an flare gun behind him. Making the radio man to dash to it, just to avoid it from accidentally fire inside the APC. "CAREFUL MAN!" He shouts as he barely catches the gun, quickly giving it to Maria manning the turret. "WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO WITH THIS, BLIND IT!?" She yells out as she continues to fire.

"FIRE AT IT AND PRAY THAT THE FLEET ISN'T AS DENSE AS YOU!" He remarks making the others laugh a little, making her grunt in annoyance. She fires launching a velvet bright line at the beast hoping that the fleet response lay down fire support.

And the fleet responded. As the Leviathan weakened from the constant barrage, it was apparent that their new allies were being threatened on the beach. A small flare could be seen by a huge monster and the other hordes. It could have been something else, but Clay knew there was really only one thing it mean: blow this spot to hell. Clay gave the commands and the HMS Richmond and HMS Somerset shifted their extra guns and mortars to that point. The shore bombardment begun

With the commanding blast of the turrets, the shelling has begun, as volley after volley of shells was unleashed into the artificial land that MOA sits on. Cracking the concrete beneath the mall, causing a massive chain of destruction as the ground begins to sink back into the sea.

The first volley decimated the horde, but the crystal giant was still alive but, seconds later the next wave of rounds landed on it and its surroundings, killing it instantly as it falls to its sides. “YES! We got it.” Maria shouts as she watches it fall, as bits of it blows off from its body. But, her celebration was cut short as the land cracks open, as the vicious support worked too well.

“WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!” She yells out as she goes back into the safety of the APC, quickly sealing the hatch making the vehicle speeds up as it guides the convoy to safety.

“It worked too well.” She remarks as the sounds of explosions and snapping of concrete and iron dominates the air. “THE RADIO IS WORKING!” The radio man yells with glee as he quickly establishes the communications with the fleet, quickly tossing the radio to their leader.

“Hello this is Maria acting leader of this small group. Thanks for the support but, you destroyed the nearest place that you can dock. If you keen on landing follow us, there’s a nearby pier and we can cover you.” She proposes as the convoy makes its way to the right, as the mall slowly falls into the sea, making the location into a hazardous location for the fleet.

Clay looked around the deck to see if there were any objections. Nobody raised any. He picked up the radio transmitter and responded: "We'll follow your lead", he said starkly. The ships turned away from the crumbling mall and continued along the coast.

"Ok, just keep up." She said as the apc and the jeepneys speeds up. "So jack, the sea wall should be a temporary port right?" She asks to the driver. "Yep, naga bulldozed through it like our fortifications didn't matter, and it seems like the naga made it into an small outpost after the defense." He answers as several small rows of fortifications can be seen just hugging the seawalls and with them the carcasses of abandoned sea vessels.

"There it is." The pilot remarks as several drums starts beating, alerting the several naga soldiers in the area. "See that?" She asks to the radio. "That’s where you're going to land." She continues as she mounts the machine gun as they ram through the gates inside the makeshift fort, blasting their way into the makeshift docks.

The ships followed the instructions and soon were in the docks. Clay then attempted to radio Maria again. "Thank you for the assistance out there. Is this place safe enough for us to meet face to face, or should we co tongue over the radio?"

The convoy, rams its way into the naga outpost in an attempt to regroup with the fleet. "WE'RE MAKING OUR WAY!" The radio man yells out as gun fire and iron meeting steels erupts from all directions. The naga on the waters near the port lunged into the bottom of the streets as they begin to lay sieges to the mighty warships. The levithan are making progress but, are slowing down because of the level of the water and after a while, decided to bail out.

The military vehicles effortlessly rams through harden sand structures on the coast as they make their way up to you as the jeepney closely follows.
It was becoming evident that they couldn't survive forever against the Naga. In the short and long term. The Filipinos presented opportunity for the future, Clay thought. He knew what had to be done. "Everyone", he started on the intercom "We can't support these ships forever, but our struggle against these brutes will continue on the land. I am initiating Escape Protocol Bravo. For King and Country!"

What followed was complex, but orderly, disembarkment as Royal Marines, sailors, and soldiers came onto the coast with important munitions and supplies. They lined up to get on the Jeepney's, queuing in a way only Brits knew. Utilizing an M3 Amphibious Bridging vehicle, they were able to deploy a group of protected patrol vehicles, including many Foxhounds, Huskies, and RWMIK Land Rovers. Most soldiers had to make do with Jeepneys and nearby abandoned cars. Clay stayed on the ships until everyone got off. Their last act was run the ships into the shore, hoping they wouldn't be too damaged by the approaching naga. Himself, and all the highest ranking officers, got into two armored Mastiffs. With everybody motorized and the cargo loaded onto a few Logistic Support Vehicles, quad bike trailers, and anywhere else they could stuff it, they were prepared to leave.

In time the filipinos were able to break though, with the jeepney littered with arrows and blood. "Get them aboard!" Maria commanded as filipino soldier and militia fighters went up the jeepneys in order for the brits to get fit into the vehicles.

Once filled the drivers floored it, as they make their way to safety. The drivers had trouble with the added weight as a sudden turn could mean a fatal move.

"The soldiers on top made sure that they were keeping the horde in bay as they unledgeds a fury of bullets into the greenies and the approaching harpies. After all of them were there maria ordered them to get out of there. She mounted her gun as she fires at the ones that decided to follow with them and once sure she takes a look at the most important looking person and said. "Sorry about the awful welcoming party." She jokes around as they make their way to their base of operations.

Clay smiled wearily. "Any welcoming party is a blessing for us. Thank you for your help." He was upset the fleet had to be abandoned, but with this defeat came with a kind of victory. He gazed at Maria and the rest of the Filipino convoy appraisingly. They seemed a good lot. His men were already telling war stories with their new comrades.

Clay turned back to Maria, "I hope we can work together. We'll discuss the details later, I imagine, but most of my men and resources can be put to your efforts."

"Hope so." She replies. "Cause we're gonna need it for to liberate this city."She continues as she pulls out a map with various symbols.

"But, for now I'm gonna need some shut eye." She said as she closes her eyes and leans on the seat, catching some much needed sleep.

Looking around the group is mostly a bunch of hastily trained men and women, with the exception of maria and the others. But, at the same time this strangers were now conversing and sharing talks about mundane, funny, scary, and couragous situation that happened to them. Cracking a joke or two to lighten up the mood.

"Sweet dreams," Clay offered with a tinge of humor. Looking around at the men, he was happy to see them in some good spirits. He felt an unfamiliar twinge of hope, but suspected the worst was to come .

He reached for smoke in one of his old frayed pockets, but remembered they had ran out of them long ago. He grunted and contented himself by leaning back into his musings. He was certainly tired after facing one of the greatest challenges in all of his 35 years.

Tina yawned in the cockpit, as she currently was getting some shut-eye, as the plane was flying on autopilot - while Gent made sure they wouldn't hit a mountain or a flock of birds on their way to the Cheyenne Mountains. Needless to say, they had been getting static for some time now. It was expected, as most of the satellite network had been jammed or simply required power-lines had been simply smashed down.

As they flew, many were talking about what they were going to do. Namely they had hoped, some form of US Government had survived the initial attack on D.C - both from the monsters and the human traitors. For the most part, things remained quiet until the radio started working - which woke up Tina, as she soon got on her 'muffs' and listened in. Soon enough calling the Captain, to have him listen-in.

She wasn't understanding, what they were speaking - but their Captain could. It was namely, a US Air-Controller asking their purpose and call-sign.

"This is Hammer 4 and we're here to regroup with what's left." The Delta Captain answered, as the other men cheer inside the plane, seeing that their bet was on point. "Who's in charge?" He quickly asks. The radio suddenly turns to statics for a few minutes until, the line was redirected to another line.

"Captain, I would be the man you seek." The radio responded. "But, now is not the time to talk, the mountain is under siege by the traitors calling themselves the Aurora, so if you want answer I suggest you join in and defend us." It continues, making the Captain sprint into action as he commands the Marines and the Rangers to prepare the plane' weapons. Then suddenly multiple rockets emerged from the ground, locking into the plane as it ascends upwards.

Tina growled in reply, soon enough pulling and twisting the controls around - avoiding the first volley of rockets fired at them. As she deploys flares to knock them off their course and detonate behind them.

"FIRE AT CUNTS!" she yelled, the only row of English she did understand, namely curse words. As she took them through some turns to avoid any lock-on's again. While circling the area, so the rest of the crew could unleash destruction down upon the traitors.

The Captain quickly got the men into their stations, coordinating them as he holds onto one of the railings to avoid getting knocked down by the evasive maneuvers their pilot was doing in order to avoid death. Soon, as the plane makes a sharp turn the massive guns of the ship was finally aligned to the enemy SAM sites. And with a powerful "thunk" the weapons sing as their massive shots hits the earth - devastating anyone and anything near those hijacked anti-aircraft defenses. Then after the cannons have fired the roar of its massive chain-guns blare, raining death to those below.

The attackers now defenseless against the air have begun to fall back, while some started shooting at the plane with laughable results, only to get mowed down by the commanding assault of its weaponry. The crew and the captain cheered triumphantly as they were able to free the massive mountain complex from its siege, then the radio echoes as the same voice as before answered.

"Good job Hammer 4, we're gonna start the sweep and hopefully retake, the airstrip before you could crash." He said before the sound of soldiers in the background yelled out in celebration. "So sit down cap, and enjoy the ride." He ends making the radio turn back to static.

Gent after the ordeal was shocked in place, with the missiles almost getting to them combined with the pilot' sudden maneuvers, making his heart rapidly beating. "That was close." He uttered as his face remained pale.

Tina soon enough reached over and touched his hand, smiling at Gent. Indicating that they hadn't been blown up into smithereens and were still around and flying. As she soon enough, flew their plane over to the airstrip they planned to land on. Namely to provide any support they could muster - whether it be, air-support or simply reconnaissance of the current forces stationed there.

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They had enough fuel to circle the air strip, although it would be mostly boring for her - as they likely had to circle and fly around the location for a good hour or two - before things could be cleared out. Tina was still wearing her usual flight-suit, while the others were discussing something among themselves, that she couldn't quite make-out.

"I am worried Captain. How much of our country, remains if regular terrorists could be knocking at the door of our government?" asked one Marine, from the Delta leader.

"These aren't regular terrorist... and the thing is that we knew this would happen but, we never did anything." He answered, still disappointed at the state of his once proud nation. "But, as you can see, we get to survive in order to fight on." He continues now sounding a bit, hopeful. The US soldiers made it into the strip as they started removing any of the obstacles and other debris scattered around the run way. "I've worked with them in one point of my career." He said with shame as he sighs.

"So much for the Second Amendment then," groaned the Marine in reply, that part of their Constitution might have been taken a bit too much out of context in the years since. Although, until now - it hadn't been much of a problem, although now with the fall the Federal Government and their control, all of that warning and issue was coming out of the woodworks. And they were heavily armed to boot.

Fortunately for them, they at least had a decent landing - courtesy of Tina, pulling the AC-130 down as smoothly as she could; which included some nasty bumps and shakes, before they could stop. Once they had landed, everything was soon shut-down and put under lock-and-key. The last thing they needed was somebody else overrunning this place and taking the AC-130 on a joy-ride.

As much as any of them were prepared, seeing National Guard keep some measure of order and control was better than nothing. While some remained to secure the air-strip, the rest of Hammer 4 was taken on-board several trucks and soon enough driven towards the Cheyenne Mountain Complex. Tina for her part, stuck close to Gent - since she was a 'foreign national' here after all. On board, several spent munition cases lay scattered on the floor, while numerous bullet holes can be seen around the vehicle, and several blood strains decorated the walls of the truck.

"Its not about the second amendment its about politics." Replied the Delta Captain, continuing the discussion. "A deal to line up their pockets and to make sure they stay in power."

"Its alright, I'm here." Gent whispered to Tina in an attempt to comfort her as he grab hold of her hand.

After a while the truck arrived in a dead end of the mountain before two guards lifted the veil cover, that was hiding the entrance. Once inside, steel walls and several tents were sprung up, with the wounded being treated by what little doctors and nurses they had left. And on the other side a line of malnourished civilians lined up as they receive their food for the day.

"Nice of you to come by Captain Nicholas." A familiar voice from the radio said, accompanied several heavy foot steps - as most of Hammer 4 climbed off the truck. "I am Robb Johnson, and I would be the one in charge of what little military we have left." He said as the ground stand in attention and gave a salute. "And as for the civilians or the general public that would be the vice president." He said as he gestures the group to follow him. Anybody taking a look closer, could see the signs of structural weakness as large cracks on the ceilings and walls can be seen around the area. Likely due the multiple attacks this location had suffered.

"As you can see we are lacking in everything." He starts as the group passes by the numerous rooms of the facility with some of them having an out of order sign or flat out un-openable - due to cave-ins. "Personnel... Resources... You name it." He continues as the group finally reaches an iron door, with an key-card slot in the side, taking out his key-card and swiping it through the slot opening up the door and revealing a more classy and decorated room than what was outside. "We're both completely running low on both and we are in constant need of more fast."

"Captain this is Robert Cambridge." He introduces, entering the room and revealing a man in a wheel chair, his feet torn off violently and his body filled with scars and it would at first glare seems like a miracle that he survived at all with the visible damage that his body has taken. Robb and the others gave a small salute before he introduced the group to him.

"Thank you for your help, we the United States of America are in your debt - to you and your men," spoke Vice President, now officially President Cambridge - although his wounded and gratified mood soon turned sour - as he then looked suspiciously at Tina and noted the suit she wore. "Is this you're prisoner? You commie scum make me sick, this is all your fault, you are the reason our proud nation fell!" He vents making Gent squeeze Tina' hand more tightly, as his rage begins to show on his face.

"With all due respect Sir, she is the sole reason that you live up to now!" Gent steps up, speaking his mind with hints of frustration toward the handicapped man, catching him off guard and speechless.

"Commies saving America!?" He said in disbelief before busting into laughter making the group uncomfortable. The last president of the United States of America, a broken, old fool, but in order to not escalate the situation even further they stayed silent. "Listen here you little shit, it's us saving you not the other way around." He said pointing and directing it to the both of them.

"General detain this man!" He orders as two of the guards begin to handcuff Gent, with the other Marines watching hopelessly as the armed guards point their guns at the group.

Tina took that moment to pull out her own pistol and point it at the President of the United States - drawing all attention to her and away from Gent. It wasn't everyday a foreign national had this close of an opportunity to point a gun at the leadership body of the former superpower. "I am Valentina Tsernova. Russian...Air...Force....not Communist!" she declared, giving the feeble man a dirty look. "We came....help you...monsters...both...enemy."

She was hacking her words, and drawing them out - but she was making a point, using everything she had learned from studying English. "...I stay....help others....help your country....you don't want help?" she growled, slamming her pistol onto the table with enough force, to rattle many others in the room. "...okay....I leave...." With that notion, Tina turned around and started walking out of the room - all guns still aimed and following her, as she left the room, many simply to shocked to even pull the trigger.

One of the Marines - whom had questioned Delta Captain Nicholas before, on the ride here shook his head as well. Then simply threw his M16 onto the floor, in front of everybody else. "Yeah. If this is what remains of the great United States - I think I will have better success surviving on my own. At least outside, I know people won't let politics that are twenty years old, affect my chance of survival!" he declared, not caring if the man was President or not. When he had been younger, he had very eager on serving - but now, after months against the monsters. He had simply enough and hearing this dumb political bullshit, simply called his limit.

"In return. That little Ruskie chick, is the reason - those terrorists, aren't sitting in your chair. Mister President," he said, that last part with some insult in his tone. "She was the one flying that gunship and she was one of those pilots over Washington D.C whom wasted fuel and munitions saving your stupid ass. Russians, Germans...Europeans....not Commies you old geezer..."

With that said, he left - a few others, mostly the Marines, repeated the same and threw their rifles straight into the pile. It was a declaration - their own Armed Forces were unwilling to fight for them anymore, after seeing such a blatant abuse of power, insult against one of their own and an ally they had come to treat as one of their own. If nothing was done to persuade otherwise, the U.S Government would lose what constituted as their only remaining Tier One Units in likely America itself.

The General and Captain Nicholas stood there silent and ashamed. With the guards losing the will to carry on their orders of even stopping her. Though still handcuffed the guards let Gent get away. Now feeling good that he wasn't the only one feeling like that.

"Tina wait up," he said as he runs to her, one Ranger followed suit seeing that what little respect he had left was gone.

"I want them executed, that commie bastard and those ungrateful insubordinate soldiers!" ordered President Cambridge to the few that remained but, no one moved or said anything, overcome with rage the crippled man rolled out of the room.

Once outside the corridor he pulled out his hand gun, one he had taken for his protection and pointed it at Tina, his judgement clouded in rage. Plus the sudden act preventing others from persuading or even stop him, as they noticed his intent far too late.

"I promised you a dat-" Gent tried to say before he noticed, the handicapped man pointing his hand cannon at her. With little time left and limited actions to choose from. Gent dashes to her and once closed slammed into her from behind acting as a shield as the president unloaded his clip. Relying on his vest to not die, with every hit felt like getting hit with a sledgehammer, he was still happy that she was all right in the end.

Tina yelped when suddenly somebody with handcuffed hands knocked her onto the ground and covered her body with his own. Luck was on Gent' side as despite having a gun, the Vice President was a bad shot - with most of the shots flying wild except the two that hit his vest. Although they hadn't been penetrative ones. Tina for her part, looked up rather shocked at Gent, quickly having her hand touching along his back. Once she confirmed he wasn't going to bleed out - she hugged him tightly. Nobody had done such a thing for her ever in her life.

Gent, eagerly accepted her embrace whispering to her ears. "I love you." Tina for her part, kept her emotions in check, no need to be getting into a kissing session right in front of this important announcement. Although, she did help pull Gent up and lean against her - her smile in reply, told Gent everything he might have to know.

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By the end of it, the Captain and the General apprehended him, seizing the gun from him. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU TRAITORS!" screamed out Cambridge, as he was dragged back into the room.

The Captain ran to them with both his hands up. "Stop!" He yelled out trying to stop them from leaving. The General soon followed suit unarmed but, unlike the captain not raising his arms. "I ensure you that I do not share the opinions of our president, anyone is welcome to stay."

Although the aftermath ended, with the Marines and the Ranger pulling what sidearms they had at the opposite pair. They had given up their M16s but not their pistols and those could still do some damage, in the right hands. "Stay? Like that!?" asked the Marine, the same one whom had left after Gent and Tina, now witnesses to what had just happened. As he pointed at Gent and Tina, lucky that nobody had died - otherwise things might have gotten actually bloody. "To get shot when we turn our back at somebody?" he growled, now that they were amped-up, calming down was a much harder thing.

"No. We stay, then HE has to leave office. I don't care if he is the last dick of Washington. I will not trust the authority of someone whom just a second ago - was planning on murdering in cold-blood a fellow soldier. Who is the only reason we are alive here right now!" he replied, indicating that the Vice President was to leave office or be forced to resign - yet he would be honestly surprised, if they planned on keeping the Vice President around after that clear sign of mental illness and lack of fortitude.

"The people won't stand for it and there's no one that would replace him even if we do." The General said in an attempt to reason with them. "No one that the people will allow to lead them. America' survival hangs in the fact that, that man leads. I don't like what happened but, you have to do this for this country. You don't need to follow the guy or even go near him, you just need to stay here." He adds quite sounding a little bit desperate.

"No offense sir, but that was the man that let those bastards outside get this powerful." The ranger said revealing a secret he shouldn't have said. "You of all people should know this sir." He said directing his gaze to Captain Nicholas. "You of all people know that man staying in power will end this country."

"You don't know that." replied Nicholas with a hint of doubt. "We don't know that."

"Sir, with all due respect - if your serious about following a man, whose ideal is to espouse that any European is a Communist. That anybody not eager to follow his idea is a traitor that deserves to be arrested. And to excuse his act right now. Then sadly, this country is lost before it began - no matter what you might hope for," replied Jackson, the Marine whom had remained so defiant even until now.

"The fact of the matter is, we are divided and likely any chance of hope or even reuniting this shattered homeland - lies in unity. That includes whomever might come from Europe in the future years. If your President acted in such a way to just ONE Russian - what will he do, when there are likely thousands of them here? Will he turn any aid or assistance down - since he assumes they are all Commies? That kind of political mindset is not only dangerous but also toxic to this very country."

"Upon arrival here, Corporal Gent was arrested for defending an actual soldier whom had saved this Complex. What will happen, the next time some General or Colonel disobeys your President' idea? Will they get shot and executed too? You say we barely have any contact with him? Look at what just happened now. I will be doubting ANY orders that come up from high, if he remains in office. Because I can't be sure if its legitimate or that man in the office might want us dead. If he is so, dismissive of us now - how do you think he will remain if we stay? I will NOT have my gravestone reading: 'died for an old idiot'. The only marker I want is 'died for his country'."

"No General and that is where you are wrong. America wasn't build upon following an old, broken, fool of a leader. It was about freedom and liberty. Great men stood up and took charge in the days of America' birth. Throughout our history, there have been many such. Now you can stay here, be dismissive of your role and put your faith in that man. But General...that is a coward' way out. You can stand here and say you can't do nothing. OR you go in there, take charge and BE the leader America will need."

The General and the Captain stood there speechless and dumb folded. The marine was right. "You are right, if America is gonna survive we need capable and able men leading, not politicians." He replied as gives the young man a salute. "The people might view this as a coup d'etat, they might be scorned at the military and they may call me a dictator. But, I will make sure to save this nation."

"Johnson stop!" Nicholas said, as he pulls his gun out aiming at the General, before he could make a move towards the room. Quick to react, the Ranger switches his sights to the Captain unloading a few shots to his foot making him drop to the floor in pain. Quickly he spared no effort in disarming the Captain, letting the General enter the room unmolested.

"You're making a big mistake General, the people will revolt and take up arms and this will end the nation! We are surrounded in all sides by the enemy, a revolt is not what we need right now!" Nicholas argued, as the Ranger restraints him.

Jackson soon enough, was at Captain Nicholas' side - getting out the bandages to treat his leg wound. "C'mon now Captain. Your Delta Force. You saw what was out there, those monsters and those damn PMCs. Do you honestly think, that the civvies here will honestly give a fuck about whom is leading them? I say, as long as we keep those greenskins out of this place, allow them a warm bed and hot-meal they likely don't care two cents whom is running the show."

"Plus. Think about it. Do we need politics right now? When our country is divided, we got monsters and terrorists left and right - do we honestly need our system to be bogged down over partisanship?" he spoke, finishing the patch-up on their Captain' leg. "Plus, there is a very easy way of preventing scorn. Just tell them the truth. Tell the public how our President, our beloved leader - pulled a gun and shot one of their own sons fighting for their freedom. I think by now, people are tired of politics - they'd want somebody to just make the nightmare we live in, go away."

Nicholas sighs in defeat and nods in acceptance. He looks at the two love-birds thinking that, those two were the future Americans. Their children and all whom would come or be born to this land were Americans and as a soldier he had a responsibility to protect them from harm, internally and externally. And to ensure that they remained safe the president has to go. The General at that moment had just then re-opened the door, revealing the President restrained by the soldiers as it seemed like he had attempted to escape just a few moments ago. The soldiers stopped as they gave up a small salute releasing the man in the wheelchair.

"Sir, because of your attempted murder on an American. You are hereby relieve of your position and title." Declared General Johnson making some of the soldiers smile and sigh in relief. "Escort him out of here."

"TRAITORS ALL OF YOU!" yelled out Cambridge to each and everyone in the room as they didn't show any signs of protest. As one started to push his wheelchair out of the room.

As it happened, Tina soon enough simply leaned over and gave Gent likely the best and deepest kiss he ever had from a woman. Plus she wasn't shy on showing her gratitude. "Yes. Yes on bed later, and coffee and more bed," she giggled, whistling for the keys and soon enough unlocking Gent' handcuffs. So much trouble, over one Marine getting cuffs slammed on him. Although she still hugged him again, once the cuffs were off. "Don't...do...again...stupid...Yankee..."

Gent, smiled in return as he leans to her. "So that date?" He asks as it looks like the storm was finally passing. Although they did get a mild rant from the ex-President now being wheeled out of his room.

"YOU SLUT COMMIE BITCH!"

"YES!" Gent said as he goes for another kiss. "Lets go grab us some coffee and hopefully a bed."

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While as Captain Nicholas had predicted, not many were rather eager to hear that their Vice President had suddenly been replaced by the General of the US Armed Forces - although once the outlying reason had been revealed, many had forgotten their groans already. Namely, when survival was on the line - then the people barely cared about any politics anymore. Although, it did bring into question how unstable their situation was in-general among the American land. Luckily for them, the situation started improving with the day-to-day operation - namely the remains of the U.S Provisional Government had access to Tier One Units. Whom were ten steps above the National Guard units here and not to mention, they had an actual pilot whom could educate others and fly the stationed aircrafts in the region. Plus, there were more books around here for her to improve her English.

Good news wasn't in short supply either, as the remains of the 4th Infantry Division would arrive under one Senator Atkins, a few days later. While not being no more than a Congressman from Colorado - Senator Atkins was more open and willing to listen, was of the opposite party than the ex-president and also was a liberal Democrat. With no other line of succession or politician left in the Complex, they just took him instead for the time being for the vacant position and thus was sworn in President Atkins.

He was more open for taking charge and being the Commander-in-Chief that America needed - even willing to accept Valentina Tsernova, oath of allegiance - despite her barely having been on American soil for under three months. In the eyes of President Atkins - she had earned her citizenship by the marks of blood she had spilled and the notion justice she had upheld.

In all honesty, it wasn't the best situation for the Federal Government: they had a population to whip into shape and not drain resources, barely any contact beyond the Cheyenne Mountain Complex and the Colorado area, with a President whom hadn't gone beyond Senator - and had been voted into office through the ballots of a thousand people. Although everyone there was eager to fightand take-back their country - be their enemy monster or human. They had enough resources in the Cheyenne Complex to last them several years, yet also with the addition of Hammer 4 - they had the capability of deep-surgical strikes and the possibility of having an actual trained and armed presence in the region.

"My fellow Americans. On this day, we stand at the brink of collapse - besieged by enemies domestic and foreign. I will not lie to you - things will be hard. Things will be difficult. Your government is barely able to shelter you, protect you or enforce the law anymore. America. I am sorry. Yet hope remains, the Federal Government has not fallen. We are still alive. We are still fighting. Sadly, we can not do this alone. America, I come to you - not as a Mayor yet as an equal. As of this moment, I ask every man, woman and child for their assistance. Divided we are weak. Together, we might be able to gain enough strength to defeat our enemies and reunite this divided country. Thank you."

With the speech of President Atkins, the problem of leadership of what remains of the United States was semi-solved. General Robb would utilized what they had and namely the men of Captain Nicholas, in the matters of training and planning for decisive strikes against the roving bands of monsters and mercenaries that were surrounding them from all sides. Bands of refugees fleeing towards their location were bringing rumors of troubling news. The appearance of a new race or races that indiscriminately killed anyone and anything - be they human or monsters. Cultist orcs and their hunters that were kidnapping family members and erecting strange monuments in the several other states and the latest and the most troubling - an organization that was helping and collaborating with the Invaders.

In supply terms - thanks to the arrival of more men, they could re-establish supply lines to other bases and to much needed materials. Like emergency generators, ammo depots and extra fuel for power the base and the various aircraft that they managed to recover from the enemy. Though the handicapped Vice President was out of office, he wasn't sent to jail out of pity and since he had been elected in some measure in a lawful manner. Rather was put under house arrest to reduce public outcry. And like those politicians of old, still enjoying better meals and a better room then the others in the facility.

But, the good news had to stop eventually - as the base suffered too much damage in the last siege. Having lost too many rooms, beyond the number of refugees that they had outside. Plus them camping outside or setting up a refugee camp would reveal their position to their enemies. Nicholas seeing the threat that could happen, started working on gathering data about the refugees, taking account their numbers, individual skills and capabilities that they could use for themselves. It was the sad notion, that some people just couldn't be welcomed inside - and those that were needed to contribute in some way.

After gathering all that he needed he contacted the General to hopefully conduct a meeting to discuss their steps in tackling the problem in hand. Showing the data to the standing President. Revealing that a number of sixty families was just outside the base camping, with most of them could easily become militia troopers that they could use to refill their ranks - although not much beyond that. General Johnson standing nearby in place as he waits for his orders, while the Captain continued to address the overpopulation problem. While the two developing lovers whom had started this all, being far away from this.

Tina for her part, turned off the radio in the modest room she shared with Gent. "Oh you...so great speeches and urges...." she chuckled, as went over to get some coffee - the only thing covering her form was her jacket. Namely she had traded her pilot' uniform for a more American one. "Let us hope, we shall gain victory. Yes?" she asked from Gent.

While the speech was far from done Gent looked and smiled as Tina turned off the radio and returned to bed. Smiling at the long night they would spend within the company of each other. "I already got my victory."

Dear son,

By the time you are reading this, I am probably died or am just too bad at hiding this letter. Nevertheless, you had found this and reading this, despite my warning to “ONLY OPEN THIS IN DIRE TIME."Really, you never heard my warning, did you?

Well, before you are going to roll my eyes and continue to ignore my warning about not reading this letter unless in a dire situation, let's us continue. I hope you are going to remember this.

I killed people.

From old men and women to children, I killed them all. For a price of course. But yes, I do kill them.

Remember Tam, the neighbor’s child that you always play with when you were a kid? Remember when you come over and they were no longer there? I killed them. His parents were the rioters. They provoked the people in the neighborhood and are in a cult of some sort. They worshipped the enemies gods and are in with the enemies. They could not be forgiven.

But the child is complete innocence. From head to toes, Tam did not know anything about his parents involved. He was just another normal child like any other child. And I killed him.

I could still remember the day I killed his family. It was on Monday; just 12 minutes after you had left the house and headed straight to school. The bus would pick you up and carry you far away from the noise of the gunshots. The silencer would decrease the gunshot but not enough. So I had done all I could to hide this truth from you. I killed and torture his parents for the documentaries, in order to gain the information that is a matter for our nation. I bargained. I tortured. I threaten.

And in their dreadful eyes, I killed their son right in front of them. I could still fill the warm liquid flowing down on my hand as I blasted his skull off. I could still hear his sudden stop of breath, of his exhaled lung and never inhaled breath.

Well, enough chit-chat. I killed them, Tam's family. Their whole ancestors, cousins, friends. All of those that are related to the enemies, directly or indirectly, had now been under hell and pay their tribute of ill words and curses to my hand and the gun that I held.
You may judge me. You may be ashamed because of me. You may curse me for those that I had killed. The only one thing I would ask is "Are you satisfied with the answer, my son?" I still remembered the day when you asked straight in my face "What did you do for a living?"

Love,
Your father.

Bangkok, 386 days since Hell Uproar.

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Infrastructure:

23 bridges had been accomplished
0,1 % national road had been fixed or rebuild
523 km of the railroad had been fixed
4 others airports had gone back into service, ready to use as the commercial airfields
12 more buses road had been opened

Health Care:

Begins establishing health care system
120 000 healthcare ID had been given, expected to hand out 1,2 million in the next half year
Recruits 100 000 doctors and nurses
Create the Central Hospital and can expect to hold at least 25 000 people simultaneously

Educations:

Creates 100 high schools, aiming for every city a high school
The first version of the textbook had taken form and plan to be implemented into the system in the next school year
10000 students received full scholarships and multiple others received reduced school fee
Create the educational ranking
Create the city/ town education competition, province/ regional education competition, and national education competition
Create Martial Art Academy, specialize in training various forms of martial arts and accompanied with normal curriculum

Industry:

Recreate the industrial to be nearer the cities as well as resources
People can now buy land usage doctrine. They do not own the land, but they are allowed to use it and may allow to proclaim it as their land after 50 years of staying in that same area.
New private sectors like printing, sewing, machinery, and transportations began to spring up as the government began to encourage its citizen to join in the new economic plan
The governments had sold 10 abandoned factories with cheap prices to small companies.

Economic:

Maybe the largest changes the government made this time as it publishes its currency
The money will be stored in vaults that are placed in the cities most heavily reinforced places. These places also have the ability to store the nearby population and able to feed 25 000 people for 15 days.
The citizens will be given an Economic Identity Details (EID) when they want to transfer or borrowing the money. This is used to store all of their histories that related to their spending.
There are only 3 major companies that control by the government: United Military Bank (UMB), Bank of the People (BP), and Shield Bank (SB). SB is the only exception as it is completely private.

Informative:

Begins to assign each citizen with a specific internet ID (IID)
Create the Informative Surveillance Organization, specialize in control and surveying the people.

Security:

Had successfully wiped out 15 dangerous individual
100 leads information
Create the Society Act, in which the governments are allowed to seek and destroy those that possess the capability to cause harm to the majority of its citizens
The Religious Laws: any religions that caused havoc, destruction, and taken others lives shall be ban. Anyone that is found associating with these religions will receive rehabilitate program.

Research Project:

Agricultural project: upgrading the hydroponics farms and lowering its cost is still ongoing. But the project had yielded some positive reward.
Orion project: the task of upgrading every soldier to Tier 3 seems challenging than the research team initially thought. Despite a large input of manpower and resources had been put in, some researchers are beginning to believe that there could only be tier 3 soldiers.
Military industrial project: the first fully automatic production lines had been put into action. In order to ensure the security of the complex, we had cut down all the internet lines as well as most transportation lines are now automatic. More researchers are needed before we can implement this into mass production.
Project “Pin”: approximately 2 years until the prototype can go into mass production.

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The scouts traveled far and searched everywhere for the pup however soon they watched roving bands of mercenaries and were forced to hide from sight whenever they smelled gunpowder. While dwarves used gunpowder the dwarves also had a distinct smell that overpowered the gunpowder. They kept searching and one group finally smelled the pups scent and soon found the camp where the pup was taken. They were about to report back until they noticed the roving squad move in so they decided to watch the exchange.

The men in questions were armed to the teeth, wearing body armor and from the looks of it they are only a meagre five to seven soldiers with their own various roles to play in the group. The team had a gunner, sniper, rifleman, and a combat engineer. In other terms a well-rounded squad and from the looks of it they aren't exactly on terms with the pup-nappers.

The team quickly found themselves just outside the enclave of the kidnappers making the two guards raise their weapons with their fingers in the trigger. The mercenaries followed suit except for the one in the middle looking all smug looking as his men.

"I have come in behalf of the wonderful nation of Aurora." He announces raising his arms both in the air. "And this is our lands now." He says with a hint of malice. "And I suggest you pay your taxes." He says as two shoots rings out from the distance going straight through the arms of the guards making them drop their weapons to the ground.

"I really love my snipers." He menacingly said, as he makes a gun gesture with his hand, pointing the gun to one of their forehead. "Bang bang." He said as they left.

The scouts watched the event unfold and it was clear that the ones that stole their pup were having problems of their own. They knew that if nothing else they would have something that the beta could use in negotiations. They knew their numbers weren't yet replenished after the recent raid so it came down to how well they could negotiate. Once they smelled the area to make sure the squad was gone they ran and reported back to the beta.

They were welcomed back to hollow and quickly reported what they learned. The beta sighed and called a meeting with everyone. He had the head shaman, the leader of the warriors, and the female who spoke for the human women of the tribe. The beta then laid everything out and of course the warrior wanted to just go in and take the pup back but the beta shook his head "Because of the raid we are too few in number to attack a human settlement. What I want to know is will the humans consider a bargain from us?" He asked turning to Freya who was the only one who could speak of the humans in this world.

She stands up in respond. "They will... Hopefully." She responds not entirely use as her doubts overcome her. "But, I will try my best to talk to them." She answers with determination. "I know that some will still want to listen to me." She continues as various emotions swirl from her mind as she thinks if the rumors and misinformation of those that escaped would have told about them and the wolves.

He nodded as she said that she will do her best and in all honesty that's all he could hope for. No doubt these humans have it in their heads that they were savages but even if their tribal ways seemed primitive they were not without a mind of their own. He took a deep breath before saying "then it's decided, we will go meet the humans in our human forms along with Freya. We will try to negotiate four the return of the pup but under no circumstances are we to engage we can't afford that loss. We will bring all of the blood kin but leave the pups behind with their fathers." He said firmly and they all nodded before they each took a breath and changed into their human forms.

The thing was even in their human forms they were still intimidating since they stood a full head taller than regular humans. They needed no cloths because fur covered up their private areas easily. He then ordered Freya to get her sisters and meet them at the gate. The leaders all gathered in their human forms taking their weapons of choice but they would still meet them in their weaker forms which was a sign of respect. Once everyone had gathered he got them moving towards the enclave making sure to avoid the roving squads...

As the group make their way to the compound. It was evident that the area near the enclave have been fortified as sand bags and barbed wire was installed in key locations, the number of guards on duty has been increased but, by the looks of it they seem to be only hastily trained civilians then the past more experience looking men from before.

The vault like door that separates the underground facility has been fortified. Seeing your group, the men quickly point their weapons at you. "STAY RIGHT THERE!" They yelled out scared and wearily because of their previous encounter.

They kept walking and it was clear that they were not facing real warriors but merely pups playing at war. Normally this would be an insult but they remained stoic as they moved closer till told to stop by the guards. The beta made sure he only took a step forward so he called out "Bring your alpha here, we come to." he paused trying to figure out the correct word to say so he then said "We come to negotiate. We are not here to fight." he reassured taking a step back to stand beside the others as they waited.

"Alpha?" One of them asks confused and quite weirded out. "What nation are you now?" He follows up as the two small slits in the walls of the bunker opened up with two barrels coming out of them and pointing at the group. "WE HAVE NOTHING TO GIVE YOU!" He said quite hostilely as he places his finger dangerously close to the trigger of his gun. "SO STAY AWAY!" He ends signaling that negotiating with them are over.

Freya seeing that negotiations are going south gestures to the beta if she was able to talk to the frightened human in hope of getting a more favorable responds.

The beta sighed loudly as he watched them act as if they had nothing when they knew they had a pup inside that hovel. He was ready to run with everyone until he noticed Freya and went over to her letting her say her piece as she says she wanted to try her hand at negotiating. He sighed and shrugged saying "By all means, clearly they won't listen to a werewolf even a human looking one." he said gesturing four her to go ahead as they crossed their arms over their chests standing their ground. They were portraying a united front showing their unity and strength against even a wall of potential gunfire.

The soldier backed down as they see the familiar face. "We thought that you lost your mind." He said, as he makes his way to her. "The ones that your brother brought, they said that you lost your minds with the others that stayed behind. I thought that they broke you." He said taking a look at their companions seeing the others with her.

He broke down in tears, dropping his gun in disbelief as he finally sees his wife in the group. "I though I lost you." He said as he runs to her embracing her. He turns to the beta and says. "Thank you for saving them from the monsters." He said caught off guard in joy, the two embrace one another finally happy to see each other for so long.

They watched as the guard recognized one of their blood kin as being their mate and understood that later this would be a problem but for now they needed to get to the objective at hand. The beta couldn't help the vein that popped on his forehead when he said they rescued them from monsters. He made a metal note of jerking the fact they even with the extra fur they still looked human. He sighed and relaxed before he said "Will you please bring your leader here we have much to discuss. Do keep in mind that these women aren't broken in any sense of the word as they are here voluntarily." he said firmly not daring to add more or they would be shot on site. At least if they brought their leader they would be less inclined to shoot a hail of bullets.

"Thanks for saving them from the monsters, from what I heard from the survivors they have suffered so much." He responds making her wife giggled. "I missed you two." She said as she embrace him too. "Well we did get hurt." She adds after the beta's explanation. "Also I have to talk..." She says quite worried and sadden, entirely unsure on what to tell her husband of the truth.

The others stand down seeing that their visitors were friends and mean no harm. The door opens as the guards stand down watching their surroundings for any signs of enemies.

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Inside the sound of machines wrinkle as dims lights barely makes the hallway visible or being consumed by the darkness. "Follow me." One of the guards said as he shuts the door. "Near the entrance two small rooms were located and from the looks of it, this is where they store most of their weapons and gear. "Can we see our families?" Freya and the other females plead, wanting to see their loved ones that they left behind.

The beta once again sighed when they talked about them as if they were monsters but they finally walked inside and were getting somewhere. They walked in groaning a bit as the loud sounds of the machines but they noticed the area they keep their weapons. The beta looked over as the blood kin asked to see their families and he honestly couldn't say no. They were caught in the middle of two worlds it was only fair the beta gave then the chance to see their human families. He then said "You can go see them but don't tell them about." he paused and put a hand on his stomach. He made that motion to tell them not to tell their families about their pups. They needed to meet their leader as it was best that nobody thigh they were trying to plant spies or anything of the sort. He then said "You must travel in pairs and meet us wherever the leader is." he says assuming that they knew since they lived here.

Once they left it was just him the warrior and the head shaman. They followed the guards forward in order to meet their leader as they should.

the guard makes its way towards the corridor as the females started to separate away from the beta and on their way to meet their families. Though the fear of meeting the survivors that came before them was something they couldn't afford. Freya seeing her own quarters quickly rummage through her past belongings. Eve soon started playing around her room, still invisible towards the others. Her parents soon, entered her room. "Freya I'm so glad to see you again. They said as they embrace their missing daughter.

The guard soon took the beta back to their command center of the base. Opening the door, revealing what seems to be a veteran soldier that was full of scares. "Hello there I heard you wanted to make a deal with us." He said with his hands on his desk.

The beta followed until they found someone who was a proper warrior with battle scars to prove his fierceness in battle. This was one they could properly respect. The beta moved forward and Jirah stood by his side as he sat down in the chair in front of the warrior while the warrior stayed by the door. He then said "I am happy to finally meet you. I will not, 'beat around the bush' I believe is the phrase. We know our pup is here and we are willing to negotiate for his safe return. In case you are wondering yes we are the werewolves that have taken the fort where you tried to rescue the human women. They are family to us now as well as yours. We are willing to negotiate protection for the pup’s safe return, you are the only warrior we have seen and I doubt you can handle the hunters roving the area" He said ready to change back to his werewolf form in case he needed more confirmation as to if they were really the werewolves that they called savage monsters.

He looks to you with an expecting look. " You don't say, there hairy man." He said pulling out a small detonator from his side. "You see; I don't like you." He said putting his finger dangerously close to the trigger. "I've lost too many good friends to go blindly putting trust on strangers, especially one that came from the side of the enemy." He said with a dead serious look in him.

"Still, I regret to inform you that the pup is gone." He follows with the same tone. "And forget about smelling your way to it, the docs that took it made sure that you won't be able to find them." He ends waiting for the beta's respond. Back to Freya's room, she embraces them as tears well up between them three. Eve floats around touched with their family reunion smiling as she watches from the sides.

The beta narrowed his eyes at the warrior as he grabbed what looked to be a strange device but considering the warriors posture it was a threat to kill them or at the very least alert everyone. He sighed softly before saying "Then tell us how to find our pup in exchange for protecting you all. If you won't tell us that then in exchange for our protection allow our blood kin to come here freely without harm. The women's family are here and though they aren't our family they are important to our blood kin. There can be peace between us and if you don't believe me then call Freya. She is the leader of our blood kin and can speak on our behalf."

He then leaned in close and glared at him and said "warriors don't lie. Lying is for the weak, we werewolves only accept the strong and those that value family." He said firmly before he leaned back against the chair waiting for his next move

"It’s not about trust, hairball it’s about me disliking you and your friends back there in that miserable hole that you came from." He says keeping the detonator close in hand. "But, luckily for you I hate them bandits surprisingly more." He said with a visible rage in his voice. "A few days back, those bastards took the only one your people haven't been able to kill or turned into an abomination." He adds quite furiously.

"Now, if you really are about family then you know how much I want to make them suffer, slowly..." He continues. "Now I'm going make you an offer." He adds pausing until he throws out the detonator. "I want my princess back and you want your puppy back, I think we have an understanding here, and we will talk more after you get her back safely." He proposes to the werewolf dead serious looking him dead into the beta's eyes.

The beta watched him as he said that they disliked his kind and he could sense the hostility from him and was ready to cut his head off and run if it means getting everyone back safely but thankfully it didn't come to that. He threw away the detonator making the beta calm down as he said he wanted his princess back. He heard it from the blood kin mother's once or twice and understood it was a form of endearment to one’s daughter so it meant that the warriors daughter was taken.

He had no need to glare as the beta gave a huff in compliance before saying "Our pup better not be hurt. We will leave and take the blood kin with us. Before we leave however we need something that belonged to your child to track the scent" he said calmly trying to get rid of the earlier hostility as he said they would take the deal of it meant real negotiations could come from it.

He throws a 9mm pistol at the wolf. "keep it and her safe." He said as he gestures for the guard to escort them out. "As for your puppy, I cannot guarantee anything." He adds as the iron door slams shut.

"I've missed you so much." Freya's mother said as she waits for the beta and the others. "Promise us to stay safe." Her father’s add as he sees, him.

"Thank you very much for saving her from the monsters, I don't know what I've done if you haven't." The father said suggesting that he could have went in there and tried to liberate her daughter from the wolfs. "Take this." The mother said as she places a can of meatloaf in the hands of the beta.

"I know it’s not much but, it’s the best that I can offer." She said as she gives Freya a kiss before finally bidding farewell. "She might not look like it but, she's into your young man." Her father whispers to the beta's ears giving an approving look after. This all happens while eve float around laughing and the other females gets there and bids farewell to their families.

He took the weapon and gave it a sniff before confirming that the girls scent was on it, clearly this female was also a warrior if she carried such a weapon. While he made no guarantee to the pups safety the beta knew that if they harmed the pup then there would be hell to pay for it.

The beta was soon surprised to find Freya and her parents waiting for them he sighed loudly as the mother once again referred to them as monsters again without knowing it. He would have to keep in mind that being hairy was normal to them. He looked at the odd cylindrical tube as she said it was the best they could offer. The beta looked at it trying to figure out what he just got from three before he raised an eyebrow at the father as he said Freya was interested in him.

The beta sighed and signaled for everyone to come. He made sure everyone was accounted for he then said "Everyone we are searching for the warriors daughter and in exchange we get our pup back. We hope this will open negotiations between the humans, if things go well this won't be the last time you see your families." he said knowing it would get them determined to get that door open to them.

He then sniffed the gun before handing it to Freya "Keep it secure, we will also need to talk later" he said softly and once they were out of view they returned to them were forms and stated to track once again keeping out of sight of the roving hunters

She nods in response with a small and longing small. "Thank you." She said as she bids farewell to her parents. "Take care there." They said waving goodbye as Freya accompanies the beta outside, with the others taking longer as tears were exchanged. Soon, the Freya's group was finally complete, some still producing tears in their eyes but, keeping themselves strong to ensure that the deal was a success.

The guards said their goodbyes as they watch the group leave to rescue the daughter. The scent still lingering in the air, urging the beta to follow it as it shows signs of moving. "MY EYE OF REVELATION HAS REVEALED THE WAY!" Eve yelled out as she assumes her usual post. "IT SAYS TO GO THERE!" She continues pointing at where the smelled came from, might be the special capabilities of a fairy or not but, Freya just giggles in response which was weird for the others that don't see the fairies.

The beta took the scent and got moving Jirah was the one that heard and even she couldn't help but smile. They kept running forward knowing they would be able to handle whatever came their way. It didn't take long before they found a mostly intact building in the distance with sentry and guards. Sneaking in wouldn't be easy and while they could do it the blood kin wouldn't be able to. The beta then decided that maybe they would be more inclined to let women inside if they thought they could have their fun.

The beta then realized that besides his and two warriors their pack had mostly women. He turned to them and said "The objective is the warriors daughter no doubt she is being held somewhere inside. No doubt these hunters would jump at the chance to release their urges so here is the plan, you women go in use your charm and act as if you need shelter. Jirah is in charge, once inside look for the daughter Jirah and the other women can find the scent easily. Once done send us a signal and we will cause a distraction so you all can break out" he said laying out the plan Jirah nodding curbing with Freya and the others to see if they were okay with this plan.

She nods, though a hint of discomfort was seen on her face and the others as she shared the plan with others. She then nods in agreement as she have talked and brief the others with the plan. Now she waits for the final say of the beta as she goes to Jirah handing her, her cloak to cover her hairy parts. "Um... I'm not much in terms of seducing men..." She said as she remembers instances in her past that would support her claim.

But, while the two were talking Eve and a few fairies conjured a flower or two in where they was once scorched earth. Sitting afterwards as they listen to their conversations. "UNDER THY QUEST OF KNOWLEDGE WHAT IS SEDUCING!" She declared or rather commanded after she does her usual act as the other fairies started clapping as they seem to have the same thought or curiosity.

Worried on what to say she looks to shaman to know what to do or what to say with the other women conflicted on lying

She smirked a bit as she said that they were not up to seducing men and she noticed the faeries making a show about it making her giggle a bit. She then said "It's easy really, walk like you deserved to be looked at and a little encouragement goes a long way." She said as they walked forward moving their hips seductively as they walked knowing the others wound follow. They then held up their hands as they were threatened and once one of them came close Jirah smiled and said "I'm sorry sir but we were just running away from those savage wolves. We heard that there were a bunch of strong men that could easily protect us but they never told me they were handsome too." she said giving a seductive wink as they were led inside and she smirked gesturing four them to follow.

The man at first was suspicious of them before Jirah started complimenting him. She he lowered his gun as he asked the others to be vigilant as he goes to her to discuss about business. “Well don’t be scared we eat those monsters for breakfast." He said fishing for more compliments. “And you know what we do with those things once they come close? “He asks as he escorts them towards the buildings, gesturing to them that there was no threat what so ever. Before he enters the building he forms a gun with his hand as he points in the air and said. “Bang, bang, and the hairy freak goes down.”

Once he opened it the loud sounds can be heard as men, started drinking expensive wines and enjoying junk foods. The place was a mess, with the plastic bags laid on the floor and with the walls covered in some of dampening wall cover to that served to keep everything that’s uttered inside to stay inside while also keeping outside interference to an all-time low. On the side of the room sits what seems to be where they keep their prisoners.

He quickly pulls out his gun pointing at the others. “You all but, her go to the cage.” He said as he escorts her to a room near the kitchen and just like the room before it was covered by noise dampeners. Meanwhile the others quickly checked out the prisoners finding the man’s daughter that was sulking around the corner of the room.

Freya quickly ordered eve to go grow a flower right in front of the base, while the others to inform the shaman of finding the daughter.

They make sure to follow the man and kept a smile up even as he insulted them without realizing it. Even as she was forced to follow after the man he previously compliment Jirah let a smile up. She would only need to wait for the signal, soon enough she follows the man to a noise proof room which was perfect she then got to work getting him relieved of his weapons. When one of the faeries came in to let her know they found the daughter she nodded and said something to her. She ran to tell the others.

"Thanks for showing me around, oh by the way you go bang bang but we prefer slash bite." she said before using her claws to pierce through his chest. When he was dead on the floor Jirah grabbed what she needed which were just the weapons and keys and walked out making sure to wash her hand before leaving. She went to the prisoner area and killed the guards quickly. She then heard the sounds of outside as they cried werewolves. "Alright ladies time to leave shamans time to make this place a bit greener." she said working with the others to create trees from inside to truly destroy the place while keeping themselves safe.

As the tree grew around the small outpost. One of the radios come to life as the voice of a confused man answered. “Grimwatch, we are seeing strange things happening to are you alright?” He says with concerned. “Grimwatch just to make sure we’re going to send a squad or two to make sure you’re alright.” He said before the radios goes back to its lifeless form.

Freya nods as she hears Jirah, grabbing one of the guns, checking the clip of how much ammo they had. “It’s been so long since I held a gun.” She says as the others followed suit. Which the compounds daughter imitated them with a grim look that lust for revenge. “Yep that’s the captain’s daughter.” One of them said as she sees the girl which looked younger than ten years old.

She was clearly a beauty with long flowing red hair but, despite her looks she seems like she knew how to hold a gun. She analyzed the situation as she sees the shaman effortlessly killing her former slavers. “Are you a friend or foe?” She said as she looks to her with a dead serious look her eyes staring intently.

Inside Jirah and the other shamans got ready to create a tree that would destroy the building knowing that once it destroyed what lite support the building had these hunters would die in the process. They saw the and girl with red hate holding the Human weapons as she asked if they were friend or foe. Jirah only gave her a serene smile and said "friends, your father sent us to find you and bring you back. Stay behind Freya and don't try to fight unless you have to. What we can do will do the work for us" she sis as she joined the shamans.

They chanted as the spirits circled them and helped as they first created a wooden bunker for them to protect them from what cane next. Ounce they had defenses their chanting grew louder and through the holes of the makeshift bunker they would see large trunks forming brie watching as they grew forward destroying the infrastructure itself as the hunters panicked and what few that left the building were quickly killed by the beta and other warriors. Soon the entire building collapsed over them as the building became rubble and all the hunters died under the weight of thee own building. Of course Jirah was able to make the roots clear away what debris fallen on them and soon a gigantic tree was form as big as a skyscraper in the place of the previous building.

As the wooden tower rises from the ground, it was clear as day that Grim watch was taken by the enemy so the two squads that was sent to check quickly pulled out their rocket launchers pointing at the structure. “Command, Grimwatch has been compromise.” The radio man reports as the two groups grouped together as they wait for the monsters to show up.

Soon, rockets flew as they target the large wooden building. Homing right to the sides of the structure. “I can fight.” She said before taking aback as the concrete structure turns to wood. She watches attentively as trees rapidly emerged from the bunker as a defensive layer for them inside. “How did you do this?” She asks before remembering that the people in the other end had magic or some kind, though she didn’t believe in it fully she acknowledge it some bit. Still with her hand in the trigger as she vigilantly looks out for trouble. With the rockets a few seconds before impact.

They didn't respond to her instead keying Freya speak for them until they had the situation dealt with. The rockets came and they landed on the tree but only created a small crater that was quickly healed. Against a tree of this size only fire would bright it down. After the rockets were latched they used the bark and aimed them like spears puncturing thigh the enemies killing the ones with the loud boom sticks. They were effectively being killed one both sides.

“What the...!” One of the rocketeers yelled out as soon as he sees a sharp branch pierce though him . The gunners started blasting away at the hostile structure scattering to make them not susceptible to the buildings ability to counterattack.

“THIS IS GRIMGUARD AND WE ARE REQUESTING REINFORCEMENTS!” He radios in before getting a bullet found its way to his body. He groans in protest as he sees the captain’s daughter and a few of the bloodkins supporting the tree from the bunker. “Retreat!” One of them yells out as most of the squad members have fallen and incapacitated by the trees or by Freya’s group.

The group fires a few more shots into the fleeing group making them go faster as they try to go back to their safe zones. But, the radioman was able to radio in and asked for reinforcements. And these bandits or so are better organized and better equipped than the compound’s soldiers and the other humans in the past.

Freya reloaded her gun, ejecting the spent clip and filling the others with ammunition in anticipation for the mercs reinforcement to come. Soon, the loud sounds of a helicopter echoed nearing faster and faster. The daughter soon, instructed her rescuers as they plan an ambush, going towards some of cover in the front of the tree outpost. Their guns filled and ready to carry out their plan.

Jirah and the other shaman made sure to keep the tree growing and protected taking care of any enemies that could destroy it like the boom sticks. They made sure the tree bunker was growing sand kept them protected as she watched the young girl fire as if it were nothing. She was truly a warriors daughter and she was mildly impressed. They soon heard the sounds of the strange metallic bird dropping off the elite hunter. However, it wouldn't matter because they had a plan.

Jirah and tree other shaman made flowers grow along the route the hunters would take and as they came closer they closed three only exit and boxed them in funneling them to the blood kin effectively creating a kill zone. Even trained hunters won't be able to handle a hail of bullets rushing towards them. If they tried to attack the wood in an attempt to get out the wall would shoot sharp wood spears and impale them. Of course it wouldn't take long for them to die and whatever was salvageable Jirah gave to the blood kin to protect themselves

After the helicopter dropped off the soldiers, it then proceeded to unload five rockets towards the defensive structure before flying off and returning back to base in order to reload. The missiles hit the hull of the tree and creating a sizable crater and with it a small but, growing fire starts to spread that threaten the shamans, the blood kinds and their VIP lives.

The daughter was a natural marksman showcasing her skills by shooting the corralled soldiers that have unfortunately landed onto the path of the flower and wooden walls that the shamans erected to greet their hostile visitors. They lasted a bit by using their fallen comrades bodies as shields but, couldn’t do anything as wooden spears impaled all who moved to get to a better position and the bodies of the dead getting in the line of fire.

Through the encounter the captain’s daughter proven to not be luggage, or a princess outshining some of the bloodkins in terms of hitting her targets. And despite her young age and frame she looked like she was enjoying the experience as she gives out a huge grin as she fired her gun.

Eve on the other hand was fascinated to the powers and capabilities of her sisters. Watching closely to find out their secrets and abilities and wishing to get as powerful as they can in the future.

The shamans quickly saw the fire burning from the impact but they knew how to handle an isolated fire like this. It was when three was fire everywhere that they couldn't do anything. They quickly made a branch grow where the fire was burning till it was away from the base of the tree and let it die. Much like growing a nail and sniping it off. The tree was once again safe.

They made sure to support the blood kin till all the hunters were dead and when that was done they got there Vip out taking note of how much like a warrior she was at such a young age. If she were born some blood kin she would at least become a head huntress.


After the attack the first wave of soldiers have quickly been dispatched, it was foolish for any commander to lose any more men that they didn’t need to lose. They were fighting a war and with this little event over, they have lost too much valuable resources and equipment that they are comfortable with. They still needed to pursue and hunt down the illusive American government instead of losing men to a small backwater city.

But, the information that the helicopters and communications agents collected from the various encounters and testimonies of those who had died and those that survive. They did get they well deserved peace but, after they have stabilized. The mysterious group and the resisting micro nation was next on their list.

As the group continued on their extraction, the captain’s daughter made her way towards the Jirah. “That was fun, now let’s go home, also the names Dana.” She introduces herself before she holsters her gun. And you’re not human. She says with a smile, with a satisfied look her face covered with black spots and a few glares that was made when the nearby wooded walls shattered hitting the sides of her face earning her a few new scars.

And I’ve figured it out with the whole tree thing so don’t bother hiding it from me. She follows as she extends her hand. “Thanks.” She gives thanks and she then looks at Freya on the corner grinning as it seems to have found something interesting but, didn’t say a word but was glad that something interesting was going to happened.

After the whole ordeal eve quickly made her way to the shaman’s fairies. “TEACH ME! TEACH ME!!” She yells out as she flies towards one of them.

Soon the fight was over and the shamans sighed sweating after dealing with so much at once to them it was a good workout. Then the daughter cane over and introduced herself as Dana and guessed they weren't human. Jirah giggled a bit and said "very astute" she said before changing back to her werewolf form along with the others as she said "were werewolves of clan shadow strider. We were set to retrieve you in the hope of opening talks with your father" she explained thinking it was best not to add that their pup was kidnapped by her father's men.

She then held out her claw and fur covered hand and shook Dana. The shaman then lead the way outside to their beta as they started walking back to the territory Dana father owned. When the fairy came over to the shamans they giggled and said "You aren't ready to learn that yet eve. You and your sisters haven't grown up with your partners yet." the fairy said softly as they merit moving.

“ NICE!” She said as she watched her turn to her were wolf form. “ But, really you have a different vibe then those orcs and dwarfs that came from that gate of yours...” She states seeing that they are much more civilized and was in fact that she was rooting for them to succeed but, she didn't make it obvious as she takes a rifle to protect herself. "JIRAH!" She calls out saluting at her as she starts making her way back to the bunker.

Eve gave a pout hearing that she wasn't still able to do those really cool looking magic before flying off to Freya. "BY THE DEGREE OF GOD WE MUST GROW TO SAVE THE HEAVENS!" She declares to her catching her off guard. Confused she looks at the shamans and the other women with what happened, seeing that they had no idea too she looks at her and said. Yep grow." She replies getting a soft hmph before she sits on her shoulders pouting. She gestures to Jirah begging her to tell her what happened to make her to make her become like this be like this.

The guards seeing the group was successful was overjoyed to see the leader's daughter was day waving their hands in delight.

Jirah smiled softly as she said that they were different and she said "you could say we are worlds apart" she said making a pun when she noticed the daughter grab a rifle she was worried it would be to much for the girl before she giggled as she gave a salute. She gave a small bow before they all got walking towards the bunker.

When she noticed Freya looking at her asking what eve was talking about, she went over and Said "we told eve that you weren't ready to be shamans and perform the same things we could like making the tree from earlier. She literally wants you to grow as a shaman" she said with a smile.

Once they got back they saw how the guards were so happy to see her. Jirah gently put a hand on her shoulder and said "please follow us me and the beta will go with you to your father. I'm sure he wants to see you as soon as possible" she said still not telling her that this was an exchange as they walked inside and told the blood kin to stay close this time since it wound be the first time they entered in their were forms so this time they wouldn't attack while they have the leaders daughter in tow walking by their side.

"Oh..." She says as she raises her palm for eve to use as a platform which she hovers and lands on. "let’s grow up then." She says which seems to dispel the gloomy aura she seems to be emanating before. "My eyes of justice rejoice." She says as she strikes a post that hides most of her face to prevent her from seeing her the brief pink coloring on her cheeks.

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The others follow suit, with various different results, with the other fairies jumping, crying, exampling and other various reactions. After the ordeal the guards eagerly opened the gates cause the group was able to eliminate the mercenaries that threaten their base and escort their captain’s daughter in one piece. But was baffled as the men and some of the women from before have turned into the werewolves that have in one point their rivals in the area.

Hesitant at first the guards point their weapons before the daughter raises her arm gesturing for them to lay down their arms for they are with me. Before they could enter the captain emerged from the bunker doors. Unarmed he address the one that looks like the leader. Her daughter stepping to the sides she lets her father do his business.

"Cats out of the bag ehh." He says with an expecting look. [color=bluw]" So as promise this is the map, follow it and it will lead you to where your long lost pup would be." [/color] He says as he waits for them to take it.

They watched tensed and ready when the guard pointed they're weapons but thankfully their captains daughter told them to relax. Then the captain came and the beta moved forward to perform the trade-off. When he said cats out of the bag he looked around and asked "what bag?" He said clearly not understanding these humans sayings. When he offered the map the beta then said "Thank you, I am glad a warrior kegs his promise in this land too. However, I want to arrange another deal. We seek to have our blood kin re-curve access to come and go as they please. If you allow it then we in turn will help defend your home as if it were our own. I know this is a difficult idea to swallow but you could be the first warrior of this land too secure peace for his people." he said taking the map before offering his hairy claw out for a shake "can there be an understanding?" He asked quietly

"To put it simply I don't like you." He says. "But, the girls are and will always be my people, and as long as this settlement alive and functioning, my responsibility." He continues on changing his tone to that of a lighter one.

"So no deal, can't there nothing worthy of making a deal of, they can stay and meet their families as long as they want but, I know you're hiding something from me so you better tell me now before that becomes an issue in the future." He adds confident that he was spot on and waiting for the wolf to tell.

The wolf glared at him a bit as he listened to him say the women are welcomed back since they were originally from here and he signed taking his hand back as he referred to a secret. He had hoped to avoid telling him but he slugs have erected nothing less. He then said "our blood kin and the women you got back from that raid earlier. They are all mother’s; we are able to breed with humans. This pup you took, is the child of one of your own" he said pointing to one of the blood kin as she nodded on agreement. He then said "these pups belong to you as much as us and we want to find if nothing else their safety. Our blood kin protect their children and that is why they are part of the pack. It's why we want to protect them as they come here" he admitted ready to run in case he just font to kill them all instead of offering peace

As he hears the truth, he faces was filled with rage. "And I take it they didn't agree at first!" He says with every word filled with rage. "I knew it I hate you monster!" He continues with the same tone. "They have a place in this compound, but you have to earn your right to step past that door." He says pointing at the massive door.

"And I kid you not, I'm not gonna make it easy for you!" He adds with hostilities. "So take your damn map and leave, and you better make sure those ladies get in one piece or I assure you that it’s not gonna end well for you." He says as he angrily marches out inside the bunker doors.

It was a good thing that the two was a far away from the guards or the others. But, it was definitely better than making the others hear the truth.

The beta sighed as the warrior got angry and in all honesty he couldn't blame him. If their own females had been taken and raped they would be ripping the throats out. Instead as he walked away he said "if this doesn't take us to the pup we are coming back" he warned. Jirah said goodbye to the captain's daughter smiling sadly. The beta then gave a silent order to Jirah, she smile before she touched the ground and right in front of the gate lilacs bloomed despite three being no seeds left the ground was still there. Yeah they would die in a week without proper care but the gesture was enough.

The beta then went to the blood kin and said "you all can go in and visit your families whenever you please however once you do we can’t protect you from what is inside. The captain knows you are all mother's and hates us for it. Though regardless of his hate if this place gets attacked we will help if they accept it or not. If you go inside, please be careful. In the meantime, those that want to stay will head back to the fort. Only the mother of the pup and a few warriors will go to get the pup" he said mashing sure that they understood that inside they were on their own.

The captain was now in his office, his face screaming in rage as he throws a fix. “THOSE FURBALLS HAVE THE BALLS TO COME TO ME AFTER WHAT THEY HAVE DONE!” He yells in frustration, contemplating the reason he didn’t shoot the man on the spot. Luckily the room was sound proof with his citizen carelessly walking around and doing their day to day activities. Seconds later his daughter comes inside the room locking the door after making the enrage father to stop dismantling everything in his room.

He remembered the reason he didn’t ordered his men to fire and kill all of them off. He sighs as he embraces her, his pride and joy was safe and sound in front of him. Likewise, her daughter returns the favor as she hugs him back. “They didn’t hurt you right…” He asks her. “The bastards didn’t have the guts to.” She replies as she detaches herself from him. “You’re grown soft old man.” She replies making him laugh.

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Meanwhile on the bloodkins that didn’t followed the beta was reunited with their original children, mothers, sisters, brothers, and family members. They sigh in relived knowing the fact that they are having an extended stay with them. Silvia and the other bloodkins were cooking and helping around the understaffed members of kitchen. They were busy working, the guys on the green house were able to harvest a lot and with the cleared out mercenaries the hunters they sent out was able to hunt down one of the dears that migrated into the city due to the increase of weird and strange foliage growing from the gate.

Eve was floating around the kitchen practicing her various different poses until a cook asks her where she got the cute toy. Obvious she was shocked until the girl was later called again and had to leave. Eve was mad and pouted with the lady calling her a toy and all but, Freya just laughed it off despite her protest.

The beta and his companions while making their way into the X in the map, they saw a massive quarry like area and in it where multiple tents and numerous well-armed guards were surveying and patrolling. The map didn’t show anything like this so the area must be new. The area had a massive building in the left side and strange iron rods were sticking out of the ground with a massive force in the center training and rallying under a commander of sorts.

They were only a few ways to sneak into the facility but, there was no room for any errors whatsoever. As one of the guards behind the large structure was having an unscheduled siesta.

The beta and the other warriors let the women go inside to stay with their families a bit longer even though the beta felt uneasy leaving them alone in a hostile place. He did hope to speak to Freya when they were all done here but for now he left with the others to get their pup back. One shaman stayed behind however and let her spirit go invade along with the blood allowing it to be the shamans eyes and ears. The fairy was also meant to do some light recon and figure out how many hounds inside the base had the aptitude to be shamans. One was obvious when it called eve a toy making the little spirit giggle but add another to its count of possible shamans.

While that was happening the beta and the other warriors and shamans saw where their pup was being kept and noticed they didn't have the numbers for a straight up fight not to mention of they attacked its just as likely they would kill the pup before they got to him so stealth was the name of the game.

The beta decided that the pup would most likely be in the building since it was easily defensible. He noticed the guard on the back way in was sleeping but the issue was once they got inside. He took a warrior and a shaman with him to the back. The warrior subdued the guard while the shaman sent her fairy through the back door to cheek for defense once they got inside and to locate the pups exact location

Once the fairy got a move on their and started looking for these people with the capabilities of being a shaman. A lot of them had the aptitude for it but, most of them boils down to little girls that once they saw her started jumping in order to catch them. Crying afterwards demanding the mothers to catch the little fairy for them but, their mothers had only fear with them once there have confirmed for themselves that there wasn’t anything that matched their daughters description.

Some of them started to clap their hands together as they wish for the ghost to stop and move on. Regardless after the ordeal the cries of daughters and their mothers soon, echoed throughout the facility.

On the facility however, as the fairy surveys the area, you can see that it was a warehouse, and a laboratory at the same time. It holds access to many of the fantasy’s races there, from lizardmen, Minotaurs, these wolf like beings that seems to be feral and other various more. They were being keep for research. The pup was not in the same holding pens but, the coast was clear.

The fairy scouting the base had to avoid the little gifts that tried to catch her but it was nice to know that the young still believed which meant if they understood then there was a chance for things to change for the better. The fairy couldn't help but stick her tongue out at a few of the mother's that just thought she was a ghost. She had good Intel and knew that the head shaman would be pleased that so many could see her without training.

The fairy scouting the facility double checked the area and if a camera was nearby she used only a small amount of its power to make a flower bloom and completely block its sight. Then it sent a signal back to the shaman outside that the coast was clear. The shaman and the beta went inside seeing the other fantasy races and thankfully they stuck to shadows avoiding their sight. They would let them out later but they need to find their pup first. They then started to track knowing that the pups scent was much stronger here they stuck to the shadows looking for their pup while their spirit kept covering cameras along the way. They made sure the flowers died the second they passed of course so not to draw suspicion

As the screams of the people started to echo around the facility. Chaos soon, ensued as when people started entering while the mothers scream ghosts and their children cried. There was an instant that once they asked what was wrong their children said of the fairy telling them that the said fairy was on top of the cabinet and the mothers couldn’t see them.

“Huh its right there?” He said pointing at the fairy on the cabinet, still he was weirded out but seeing and fighting orcs for quite some time he was amazed this wasn’t the first time he saw the little tricksters. His responds weren’t taken well thought as his wife faints in shocked. “Hey are you fine!?” The husband worriedly said as he tries to fan her wife and tend to her with his daughter.

in the facility, multiple of the said creatures yells out and screamed out as they see the group emerged from the corridor and into their pens. “FIGHT!” One of the them yells out before another yells out the same thing. “Who are you strange creature?” The minotaur which was docile compared to the others asks, and from the size of the creature he was easily four times taller than the werewolf.

He was chained up from head to body seemly overkill but, seeing the others also tried up the same say they should have done something to earn such a restrain. “You do not look human or a Rarian?” He adds quite confused at the same time interested with it. “He has my nose and you smell familiar.” The dog morph from before says suggesting that he had met the pup.

“That kid was a Rarian but, you?” He looks at the beta. “You have not proved yourself yet.” He says grinning. “Let us out and we will help you.” One of the bunny morphs says. The scent of the pup was in a bit of a way from the room but, judging from the lingering scent of the room the pup stayed here a lot.

The fairy sighed loudly at the chaos she was causing even though it was unintentional she then decided to try and calm them down. She flew down to the girls and gave a shush saying "Ssh your mommy can't see me. Only you can see me, your special. If you really want to have a friend like me look for a lady named Freya she knows how you can get your own fairy friend." she whispered with a wink thinking that getting the children on their side would help in the long run as she started to spread the message to all the girls that can see her so the base calms down.

They noticed the scent of the pup was strong here and unfortunately they need their help the beta moved towards their cages. He then said "We are werewolves of clan shadow strider. We don't know what your Rarian means. If you have seen the pup tell us where he is and we will let you go. So long as you don't attack us were can go our separate ways." he said use he could really trust them not to attack once they are free let alone work with them in the long run.

After the tragic events, the girls nod eagerly and happily goes back to playing or helping with their mothers. Freya was sneezing every time the fairy was talking about her more so that she had to leave the kitchen to get a slight breather. Then one of the girls approaches her and whispers to her ears. “A cute flying toy told me to go to you.” She whispers softly to Freya suddenly it all makes sense what was causing her recent sneezing.

She pats her and replies with. “Only good girls are able to get one so be a good girl and once you have been a really good girl come back to me.” She replies happy and goes back to work. Fortunately, the fairy accident was over or ended with a few scares.

But, as the wolfs let the animal morphs go, they quickly surround the group. “Fight me.” A dog morph goes towards the beta wanting to gauge their strength to see if they are really a Rarian or not. Thankfully the guards that was monitoring the base was doing a piss poor job in making sure nothing bad happens evident to no one checking with what happened to the blocked camera in the room.

without even a word uttered he assumed an aggressive position waiting for the beta's acceptance for the duel. Then something was strange happened he felt stronger than before like he was becoming stronger and stronger as time places by.

Once the spirit finished counting the number of how many could see her she was truly impressed. She then went and found Freya. She flew close and said "Sorry for sending all the girls your way. I needed to see who could be shamans like you. Amazing how the youngest girls can still see me but your adults can't see but think I'm a ghost." she said with an annoyed huff.

The beta sighed loudly covering his face with his hand in annoyance before he finally gave up. He was already on edge and this creature dared to push him over the edge. Then without warning he made a fist with his free hand punching the morphs gut hard till he was against the bars then the beta grabbed the morphs throat tightly and said "If you don't know where the pup is then leave!" He order the other creatures not having the time to deal with this. Their pup was in danger and he dared attack the one that just freed him. He was genuinely considering just snapping its neck to shut it up.

“No problem.” Freya said to the fairy at the same time her eyes became menacing and a visible rage was soon brought forth. “You shouldn’t cause too much trouble what if someone gets hurt.” She says before a woman in her mid-twenties was being transported by two men in a large green cross behind their backs started hauling her into a nearby room. She flashes a scary look at the fairy knowing that she was obviously the one that cause it waiting for her to actually come clean of what she did.

The dog morph was happy to see the potential in the beta’s eyes the rage, the wrath, and the blood he was willing to spread for his family. “This guy has potential.” The Minotaur mockingly responds looking at how easily and how fast he had the dog morph in his hands. “Indeed.” He says with a playful tone yet menacing tone as its eyes turns blood shot, his muscle thickens and with a sudden move was able to catch the beta’s hand before he could do the deed overpowering him for a brief second.

It was clear that they had an unknown form of magic that their people were not have been accustomed to as the fairy sees that a weird essence has lingered around her body that makes its body tougher and stronger out of the blue.

“HE IS A RARIAN, HE HAS THE PONTENTIAL OF BEING A DRAGON TOO!” The dog morph proudly declares as the other animal morphs started releasing the prisoners from their restraints. “Also follow me if you want to see your missing pup again.” The dog says urging you to be near him as he goes behind the docile Minotaur which seems to be charging up for something.

"I didn't mean to, how was I to know little girls would cry about not being able to catch me." she pouts nor meaning to cause so much trouble but at least she was able to do something to calm the girls down by sending them to Freya. Then she saw a woman being taken and she felt guilty she then said "I didn't do anything all I did was fly around to figure out who could see me." she said quickly doubting that it will actually help.

He growled loudly getting annoyed in all this fucking around when one of their children were endangered. He didn't try to grab the morph again and said "I'm a werewolf you damn idiot!" He said still not knowing what the hell a Rarian was and was tented to just kill him before he said to follow him to find the pup. He took a deep breath to calm down as he and the shaman followed them making sure the spirit covered the cameras along the way.

Freya at this point didn't say a word raising her eyebrow and crossing her arms in responds at this point eve got back and saw what her shaman was doing thinking it as bullying and seeing the sadness in her fellow fairies eyes had flown her way between the two. "What are you doing!?" She says before she remembered that eve hasn't been around lately and at the same time another woman had been like the previous one dragged into the infirmary. Freya was furious and started lecturing the two with the intention of making them stop this or stops the massive fainting incident of the facility.

He smiled as he climbs along as the Minotaur started to charge his way into the ways breaking away and surprising everyone that was behind or around the ways. The others started joining alone bashing and hitting the guards and commandeering their weapons and equipment. The move was so fast that the alarms haven't been set giving them ample timing for them to arrives where their pups are at. "Follow the dragon!" One of them screams pointing at the dog morph riding along the Minotaur that was effortlessly smashing his way into where the pup is as evident with the scent increasing in strength with each wall broken down.

The fairy frowned a bit and was surprised when eve came over to try and protect her but before she could intervene Freya started to lecture them both. When she was finally done the fairy said "Okay, we promise to stay on the ceiling and try to keep hidden." She said greeting four them to follow as they flew up to the ceiling and land on the support beams so they could stay out of sight but still watch their partners.

The beta sighed loudly at their methods. He thought it was a miracle an alarm hasn't been triggered already. The only reason the beta didn't stop them was because with every wall broken down the scent of their pup got stronger. They kept following them hoping the pup was still safe.

Freya relents knowing that the two are pouting and don’t want to listen to her sermons any more, the final draw was that one of them say that they won’t do it again which she sighs. “Ok but, promise me that you won’t do it again.” She says eyeing at the two for their answers. “By the eyes of the watching gods I promise.” Eve hastily responds striking another one of her many posts. Trusting eve to not do it again but, tried to go to the other but was too late as she had already flown away with eve.

After the Minotaur rams into ten or so walls he was able to open a path to what seems to be an operating theater on the center the remains of one of the Rarian children currently being opened up by a scientist while other document and take notes from the benches. On the side is the missing pups, with the other missing Rarians. The dog morph was enraged to see the dishonorable deaths his people has endured rushing and biting down on the neck of one of the observers and with a bone breaking sound his neck snaps from the force.

The scientist seeing the brutal execution quickly fled before the alarms went on. “Specimens have escaped lockdown in progress.” A female but, robotic voice declares as the only exit the scientist have been blocked. Not that it means their safety as they heard the crunching and bone shattering blows echoed behind the door. Followed with blood spattering into the window of the door. The dog morph and the Minotaur slowly approached the caged younglings breaking their containers one at a time. Starting from the missing pup as the men looked in horror of what they want to do with them. The dog morphs glance to the wolf asking what he wants to do to them. That is if the beta wanted to have a snack or something to release stress with.

The spirits waved down to her and the fairy whispered "promise." was all she said before they hid in the ceiling again.

The beta followed behind then and soon they saw a strange room and men in white cutting up a youngling but he was grateful to see the pup was still safe. He didn't pay attention to the others as they killed a few of the men. When the pup was freed he heaved him hugging the scared pup tightly. He then turned to see the morph asking what they would do with the scientists. He gave the pup to the shaman to help calm him down. The beta then asked "Who leads you all?" When they pointed out the leader he went over and snapped his neck killing him instantly "the rest of you go free, if I catch any of you continuing these acts of barbarism I'll rip your hearts out personally." he said knowing that in their culture it's the leader that pays for the acts of the tribesmen.

Freya overjoyed when she heard the last promised of the fairy as they leave her alone to get some rest and a the continue onto work.

The dog morph was not thrilled to see that the others gets to go free. But smiled remembering that the others were gone and ready to have. As a few screams followed and echoed around where they have escaped from. They the minotaur and the dog morph has gotten what they needed but the army outside, the one that’s now alerted to their position is now knocking on their doors as gunshots and screams echoed from the distance.

"Any suggestions?" The dog morph asks the werewolf. "Of course if you're still with us Rarian." He adds.

He flicked his ear hearing the sounds of an army moving in through the building before the dog morph asked what the plan was. He sighed loudly and said "What do you mean with you? You were just meant to help me get our pup back. Anything after that is on you. Besides I doubt your so slow you can't run from them" he said knowing that they didn't have enough shamans to try a proper fight like the hunters earlier so plan B is to just run. He got down on all fours making sure the pup hung on tight. He then said "if your smart you'll run" he said before he and the shaman ran like lightning back out the way they came.

"Brother until we meet again" He replies with a small laugh as he bids farewell grabbing a small pipe from the ground as the other Rarians swarms into the room them await their dragon's (leader) word. "WE ARE RARIANS WE SHALL NOT RUN AWAY WE SHALL RUN TOWARDS THEM, FIGHT WELL OUR WAR WITH THE GODS IS JUST BEGINNING PROVE YOURSELVES TO THE WATCHING EYES OF OUR ANCESTORS THAT WE ARE THEIR CHILDREN!" He announces followed by a large eager roar he pulls a part of the medical equipment, making a sharp deformed spear. "PROVE YOURSELF THAT YOU HAVE A PLACE WITH THE DRAGONS ABOVE MAKE THEM PROUD!" He ends his speech another eager cry erupting from it as four of the Minotaurs position themselves and ramming to the walls and breaking free from the building.

taking the army off guard as no sane creature would have attempted such a bold move. Soon, tanks fly, and lead released from their weapons. It proved to be an effective distraction as only a few soldiers have had the unfortunate luck of running into the way of the beta and his party. On the background the roar of man and beast erupted a battlefield and a symphony of primal rage. It doesn't sound like one side is losing or winning the battle.

The beta sighted loudly as they decided to fight the beta wouldn't stop them after all they have no stake in this and were only here for a rescue if they wanted to get themselves killed in battle how could the beta argue. What few guards that attacked them were quickly dealt with quick slashes from their claws. Once outside the beta howled loudly giving the retreat as the entire group got on all fours to make a break for it. The mother of the pup jumped onto the betas back to hug her son happy to see him safe again as they went to the base to get the blood kin so they could all go home.

As the Rarians continue to engage with the soldiers. This allowed the wolves to continue on, still a feeling ensured that these crazy race that have called the beta a Rarian will appear or reveal themselves once again the upcoming days to come.

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• The wolves saved the daugther of the leader of an american settlement.
• They told the truth to the captain which gets them unable to get inside but the original female citizen they had before.
• They rescued their missing pup with the help of the rarian.

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With limited range and capabilities the empire prepares for a desperate move and ambition move. Their hover tanks station themselves for a sudden push into the land of india. In hopes to have access with the farmable lands of india. With limited contact with the other nations, it was a great opportunity to extend the reach of the great caliphate. Fanatic soldiers stand side by side their swords raised high as their commander was the esteemed emperor himself.

After some time the audio and “Sons of the empire, we have come here to drive back the monsters that have infected our land, monsters that slaughtered our fellow countrymen!” He starts his speech, fury and rage filling his every words. “Our lands defiled, our sacred sanctuaries for Allah ruined, our children murdered!” He keeps up the same tone and rage spilling with every word. “But, this all stops now we will march, we will drive them from our lands, and we will shatter their insides in the sands, their hands raised for all to see. We will show them our wrath!” He ends with all of his men raises their weapons high up and each yelling showing their eagerness to bring death to the monsters to their beloved ruler.

The camp was large and well stocked series of hover tanks lined up as they wait for the word of his majesty. But, before they could start their march series of large siege worms close into the camp. Soon, bullets were fired and rounds flown. A large battle ensured as even with the multitude of tanks they had their effectiveness was cut as those creatures dug into the ground and emerging from the ground swallowing a few tanks and so before they could be put down.

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The moon base was an institute of knowledge and learning. Its steels rooms equipped to nurture and improve the minds of the youths but, now what was once a solid foundation of learning was now a place of war. What was once the best students of humanities time was now converted to soldiers learning the art of war. What was once a learning hall where the best minds battle one another is now a place where general and military leaders plan their military doctrine.

The workshop where the most promising engineers build inventions for the benefit of man is now a factory that produces their machines of war and the communications lab was now used to send out orders and commands to their counterparts on the sieged planet that they used to call their home. The wonder that was built for knowledge was now a place made for war.

Their plans stand through and their minds set the soldiers of the moon musters just behind the massive doors of the massive docks of the moon that connects it back to earth, set to depart and arrived in fort Zeus to drop off supplies and to replace the garrison for some deserved R and R.
“GLORIOUS BROTHERS AND SISTERS OF LEGACY!” A man encased inside a small iron suit with a mask attached to a sizable oxygen container on his back. “IN A FEW MINUTES OUR GUNS WILL START FIRING AT THE ENEMY, OUR JOB IS TO SWEEP IN AND GIVE AID TO OUR BROTHER DOWN ON THE PARTNER!” He continues with a visible eagerness in his voice. “WE WOULD BE ARRIEVING AT FORT ZEUS BECAUSE OUR BOYS HAVE SECURED THE FUEL, AND SUPPLIES HERE.” He adds as the room starts flashing red as the computer announces of the hangar door opening.

“OUR JOB IS GRAB SUPPLIES AND ANYTHING OR ANYONE OF INTEREST.” He finishes as the men gets ready eager to set foot back to their home world. Forming a line as they start embarking onto the massive ship.

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Three satellites flowing in orbit starts aligning themselves to key targets like Frankfurt, Antwerp, Berlin, Stockholm, Cologne, and Amsterdam. On earth lobo forces have retreated and disengages and started all full retreat, a major victory for the republic forces with the help of the Russians.

For the Russians, they wouldn't seem much about the Lobos of Spain - seeing them as another marauder band operating out of their respective nation or what remained of it. As it is, currently most of them were either focusing on the Berlin Gate or had swung around and decided to head towards the French Gate - that had both a Legacy HQ and where the Republic Armies had been kept at bay for months now.

As it was, the Eastern Europeans were most eager to show the West how the 'proper' way of fighting attrition wars were performed - such was the notion, that nobody on the ground expected something to happen especially coming straight from the skies.

As the lobos have distanced themselves from the nation of the German republic. They soon stopped and started to regroup. Out from the eyes of the Germans that celebrated their so called victory, they ready their soldiers. Supply trucks made their ways carrying weapons both proven and prototypes, one of these were the new and experimental weapons of mechanized walkers.

These vehicles had four massive legs made to easily navigate through where most vehicles can’t. With only one pilot they are used to transverse and carry troops throughout hard to uneven terrain. With two arms they carry two types of weapons, one made to piece through armor and one to tackle huge waves of troopers. Soon, a masked man climbed on board one of the mechs. “WE ARE THE DESTINED RULERS OF THE WORLD.” He announced with pride.

“DOWN WITH THE CORRUPT OFFICIALS OF THE OLD WORLD, WE MUST PURGE THESE RELICS OF TAINT AND IGNORANCE!” He raises his hand forming a fist. “WE ARE THE NEW BEGINNING, OUR WAY RIGHTOUS, WE WILL PURGE THEM AND WE WILL BRING ABOUT A NEW AGE.” He continues with the same tone and pride.

“AND AFTER WE SECURE THE OLD WORLD WE WILL TAKE THE FIGHT TO THE INVADERS, AND WE WILL TAKE THEIR WORLD!” He ends as his followers erupted with a battle eager roar. Now that morale is high and the troops eager, they wait for the promise gift from the moon

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The satellites were in position and with an orchestrated press, each of the seven released one onto several parts of the world. Most of them landed onto Europe were the other two landed onto Asia. Then after that they launched another volley before stopping a combination of 14 rounds hit the earth. And after the shots the shuttles finally gotten past from them, containing a massive invasion force that was destined to land on America.

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The rods looked like a meteor shower from the surface. They looked so beautiful from a distance before they hit the ground and like that they were gone from sight. Silvia looked from the barred window from her growing micro nation, she felt uneasy it was beautiful but, they felt unnatural for some reason. As the rods landed the earth cracked, and the earth rippled and the skyscrapers of old toppled.

Minutes later, reports flooded the collapsing German nation and its ally the Russians. The cities of Frankfurt, Antwerp, Berlin, Bern, Cologne, and Amsterdam suffered massive damage and widespread panic was spreading to the civilians and its nearby cities. The firefighters and the police was trying their best to maintain order but, with most of the police and official forces destroyed by the initial strike.

Needless to say, the sight and reports of satellites dropping WMD's upon the planet had prompted Councilor Hackett - the only Russian in the usual leadership of the Eastern European Coalition. He didn't think about the implication, he got on the land-line and ordered an immediate ballistic missile return fire upon Earth' orbiting satellite network. If Legacy thought that holding the satellite network hostage might have prevented counter-fire, they were sadly mistaken. As the former Admiral reasoned, sacrificing the satellites was worth it in exchange for keeping any semblance of leadership alive in Europe. The satellites could be rebuilt, but now if they had nothing left in Europe.

Thus, before Legacy' attack satellites could take aim at their next targets, they suddenly had a dozen ballistic missiles impact into them - namely Cold War Era Satellite Buster Missiles. They didn't hit every satellite in orbit, yet it was enough to cause a cascading chain-reaction. As the debris was turned into a swarm of shrapnel that shredded the other satellites in orbit. While Hackett might be called-out on such a choice in the future, it was better than letting Legacy try and take their Earth away from them.

As it happened, he also ordered all paratroopers battalions to prepare for deployment into the demolished cities and states - they needed to react quickly or else half of Europe would soon fall into chaos and anarchy. What was worse, this kind of attack might have meant a fall of leadership of the already fractured German Republic. Hackett disliked the implication, but as of the current situation - they were the only remaining power left in Europe and likely after this war, perhaps in the whole of Eurasia and the world.

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As it happened in Berlin, some of the EEF soldiers had made a jump into the portal alongside some heavier machinery - having decided to try their luck, than getting pelted by shots from space. The rest of them quickly had made a run away from the giant craters in the city and approaching quake. Needless to say, for those who remained they weren't in the slightest happy on seeing such a sight of senseless destruction. Especially as the Lobos decided then to attack the Alliance' position with a much better grade of weaponry than they had before. Needless to say, many could see the handiwork of Legacy at work, especially the attack from space itself.

For Silvia and her elves, it might have been a scene from mythology itself - namely, they had been transported via some trucks towards the location of the Berlin Gate in the hope, that the elves could offer some way of closing it down or perhaps. Temporarily closing it at least. Their trip had been cut short, when suddenly their entire convoy and truck had been thrown up and then crashed down from the shock-wave that had happened.

They had managed to crawl out, without many hurt - with only some minor scratches to witness the sight of the Rods dropping down from the heaven and splitting the very earth asunder. While such a sight might have caused any other race to flee in terror - the humans had a rather opposite effect. Especially, as Silvia and her group had quickly been transported towards the Berlin Gate only to witness the giant hole and the approaching group of Lobos. Whom seemed to be much better armed and wielding equipment that might even make an orc stop in its track.
Although, the Alliance members reacted much differently. Once the sight of Lobos appeared, something resembling an orc battle-cry was yelled by the humans. What followed was a barrage of gunfire, artillery and tank fire - as the Lobos would find that their juicy prize was still intact. Albeit now, they were facing defenders whom were pumped-up and very angry - so much so, that the Russians and what remained of the German military soon enough approved the deployment of chemical gas against the Lobos. Having been held back before, to be utilized only against the monsters - the Lobos suddenly found their human-card revoked. As they had napalm dropped upon their lines, followed by gas canisters and having the Russian T-100s firing their railguns at their great mechs and tearing the entire cockpit off its legs.

The lobos were ready for the chemical weapons that the combined forces of the two nations were using. As their soldiers quickly put on their masks on as they charged into the battlefield, while their mechs continued on to battle, the men on top laid down fire support while the pilot fired a devastating shot to the enemy. Soon, a special kind of mech entered the fields, it was bulkier than the first ones and had no troops on top of it. It was carrying a flamethrower like weapon but, instead of flames it blasted an intense frost blast into waves of infantry.

Indiscriminately freezing their own and the enemy. Though they were slower than the first ones, they were still able to get into position to fire their weapons. Though these mechs would be lucky to survive a hit from the tanks that the enemy had. “These is shield-1 requesting air support; I repeat requesting air support!” The radioman requested as his mech legs were blown away leaving it incapacitated and unable to function easily.

The pilot was stuck inside knowing that certain death awaits him once he ejects. Now the troopers used the downed mech as cover waiting for air support. The lobos well planned attack was putting a strain in the depleted but, angry people of the republic. Several of the smaller cities and towns have fallen to the lobos. While massive battle for control in key locations was fated to last weeks or months at this rate with no clear victor in mind.

As the last kinetic strike landed into berlin, the gate grew unstable, and like the others attempts in destroying it, distorted only to discharge vaporizing surges of electricity to the surroundings threating to unleash a devastating feedback to the surrounding area. As it forces itself restart. But, the damage was too much for the gate to handle, distorting and cutting them from reinforcement.

The gate was releasing energy, preventing anyone from entering when Silvia’s group got there. Ironically the enemy has gone their jobs for them. But, when the elves see the giant mechs, they were shocked. They didn’t know that the humans can make constructs, especially the elites or the warrior variants. Though unlike theirs these didn’t need a soul to run.

The mech finding the convoy, quickly aimed and fired blasting a sizable hole into one of the vehicles. The weapons team on top also joined in as the machine gunners laid down suppressive fire onto the group. Thankfully the eyes pick up on these as they took cover dragging the other soldiers with them.

“WHAT ARE THESE!?” She asks panicky to one of the soldiers, as the four gunners suppress anyone on their sides. Their lead colliding with concrete, clipping away at their covers. The war machine took another shot arming at the other vehicles of the convoy. To ensure that they wouldn’t be able to escape from them.

Soon enough, Silvia and the others soon saw how easily such fancy technology could be turned about - as several anti-tank rockets were fired at the mechs, both of German and Russian make. As much armored as the mechs were, any infantryman with an RPG could take aim and fire at the legs of the giant things.

In response to the Lobos' usage of cryo-troopers, soon enough they were replied by having actual flame-troopers return fire with blazes of hot fire and napalm. The Russians had brought anything and everything that they thought the Invaders might possess and even some they might not have had. Although in this case, the Invaders were capable of bringing individuals on both land, sea and air - although it was a different situation if they could maintain any sort of dominance at that.

The air-support of the Lobos as that, were soon aimed and fired by mechanized anti-air vehicles, or namely Shilkas from several miles away - with both anti-air missiles and four autocannons that tore apart both organic flesh and mechanical one like paper. As the Lobos got closer, soon enough they received fire from their side. Namely an entire armored battalion had swung around and now was bearing in-hard on their location. Firing both machine gun and main cannon. Namely Silvia and her friends were gazing witness to modern and mechanized warfare where situations developed in namely minutes and seconds.
Those on the ground-level weren't playing around either, as fire was returned upon the ranks of the Lobos. Both regular machine gun spray, rifle fire and sniper fire as well. If the Lobos were expecting to overrun Berlin they'd sadly be mistaken as the only thing they had managed to do was enrage the defenders even further and the longer the fighting went on - more and more reinforcements and equipment was thrown at them, with bloody results for their side.

The mechs falls to the ground exposing the crew on top to the gunshots and arrow fire that the elf and human’s infantrymen. Once the troops on the weapon’s platform was dealt with the human pilot acted dead as he turns off the energy to make it seem like he was dead and to avoid capture or execution.

“What was that?” She asks to one of the Russians with her confused and visibility worried with the overwhelming disaster that she just witness. Soon, firetrucks military or not. Was rushed into berlin as the attack has opened up several systems that the city has lost. The black smoke rages on from the distance, firefighters and civilians work rigorously together to put out the flames.

As the Russians reply in kind the lobos outside of berlin conducted an orderly withdrawal leaving the ones in berlin at the mercy of the Russians. Content with the fact that they have already taken over a number of settlements near the border and with the devastation that the Germans have suffered it had endured will only make everything harder for the two allies. The military structures and fortifications that stood before the rods made contact was now crush and destroyed and most of the buildings have collapse. The glorious city of Berlin was simply gone now rubble and debris was left and its people dead or tired.

The planes that arrived soon, drop down several bombs before going down. Dropping inferno and death to all unfortunately below it. Before being shot down minutes after it has completed its drop around select cities, dropping series of bombs into the cities near the border and beyond. But, a squad of them that was going to berlin was suddenly hit from all sides with series of round that tore apart its wings, and shredding its crew. One of the rounds was able to find its way into the cargo hold and prematurely detonated its load ending the life of the once proud airplane.

For her this isn’t the war that she was used to. Too many things were happening, for them this was surreal. Tactics and speed won them this day, it was completely frightening how they can function and how fast they communicate with one another in the battle field under them which she remembers as full of miscommunications and too slow compared to them. She was frightened at the same time concerned for her people were fighting this race and she hopes she isn’t too late.

As it happened, several members of the both Armed Forces had escaped into the portal - namely better try their luck in the new world of crystals, then be killed by falling space debris. As such, they had an entire Company inside Crysallus - surrounded by crystals of all type and make. Some of the men even pulling off several of them and pocketing them for later. As it happened, they kept their gas masks on in the risk of having the crystal dust invade or hurt their breathing.

Namely they were travelling with a German Leopard, that was crunching crystals under its treads - luckily enough it hadn't gotten stuck or fallen through the place - which seemed very delicate in several places. At the current moment they were wandering aimlessly - hoping to perhaps find another portal, that the egg-heads said might be here. Or namely perhaps get some payback against the Invaders. Their leader, Major Fredrika soon enough called everyone to a halt - having heard something from the opposite of a wall.

As such, they soon got ready and their Leopard soon simply smashed through an entire crystal wall into what looked to be...an Invader settlement. What happened was mostly out of reaction, as orcs charged the humans opened fire and killed some of the 'simple village guards'. Although, when the ghouls charged their ranks they didn't hesitate - as soon enough a flame trooper pulled up its flamethrower burning and searing away the ghouls before they could even reach their ranks. The orc 'shaman' was soon singled out and perhaps received a burst from the tanks machine-gun - taking care of the any remaining ghouls in the area.

Thus, the situation calmed enough for the regular humans to bear witness to a town of various creatures - namely civilians. While those in turn, got to gaze upon the masked World Eaters and their technology that spewed iron and fire at a snap of their fingers.

After the battle the civilians that was out doing their own business quickly duck as the sounds of gun fire and the flames from the flamethrower emerged. The streets were soak in blood as the sentinels was quickly gunned down by the iron monstrosity that came ramming itself from the walls. Quickly the militia and the dwarven encampment that positions themselves on the sides of the mineral rich walls sprint into action as they quickly pointing the deadly end of their massive cannons onto the iron beast below. The ones that didn't manned the cannons quickly grabbed their guns pointing at the hostiles beneath them.

As the shaman fell with most of the settlements guards in one go. What little remains of the small group of orc archers from the top of the walls quickly aimed their bows at the assailants but, didn’t fire, waiting for their orders to fire. Soon, the civilians that was still out in the open quickly flee from the scene, barring and fortifying their doors, as they comfort their families that everything is gonna be alright. Soon, a darkish green orc equipped with black armor, slowly approached the tank from a large structure, walking without a care as he makes his way up to the company’s sight. He was unarmed and unlike the others didn’t rush off to their deaths.

“World eaters…” He says with a visible annoyance in his voice as he looks at its fallen comrades. “I do not tolerate trouble in this town, from my own or to my enemies.” He announces, with the militia surrounding them as they reach out for their pickaxes and tools that they can use as a weapon. The orc commander was angry while he explains, continuing with a stoic look. “This is a neutral settlement, a refugees camp at most, we spend the day drinking, dreaming, and working and at night more drinking then to the comforting embrace of our warm beds.” He explains quite mad at the disturbance they just did towards one of the most traveled street and place in the settlement the market place. “I seek no war today, just a new drinking partners.” He says in what he knows of the English language while gesturing at the bodies.

“World eaters this is your last warning and first job… Clean up this mess.” He demands with the same tone as before. Now pointing upwards with his hand, revealing the dwarven cannons and fortifications that was positioned on the edges of the crystal walls. The gunners aim their weapons towards the tank and its surrounding troops.

What he got in response, was likely expected and unexpected. Namely the World Eaters didn't open fire, yet the one with the flamethrower simply started laughing - followed by several others among their group. Thanks to the covering of their masks it might have sounded more menacing than the humans might have wanted. The one whom replied to him, spoke in the same broken English that the orc did. "Oyh? Pard'n me. Not so tough when your prey can bite back?" asked the man, kicking one corpse of a ghoul before the unarmed orc leader.

"I shall gladly drink on your dead corpse, and the corpses of all you freak. Until your entire lands are burned to ash. Fuck with our lands and our family, you shall receive no mercy. Or if it was lost..." he spoke, pointing his flamethrower at his group. Even the orc would understand, how out-matched he must be - as even if they managed to kill the flame-trooper the World Eaters had plenty of men behind him. With weapons that had torn orcs apart much faster than even elven magic or arrows.
As it was, even more seemed to be move into position and their own iron machine pointed its barrel upward. Easily out-classing the ones that the dwarves had at the tank. The figure almost dared the orc to make a move, to flame his bloodlust even further. Although before it would turn into a bloodbath, the top of the tank opened up and somebody soon climbed down and landed upon the ground. Soon enough the figure in question removed their mask and revealed their appearance.

Needless to say, for those watching - they would see how the World Eater very much resembled a human female. A bit more beautiful at that, yet as human as it was. The female soon enough walked forward, to where the flame-trooper had been standing. They spoke something that the orc wouldn't understand, it got heated enough until the woman called the man a 'fascist'. The man left with a grumble, but not before throwing the insult of freak once more at the orc leader.

"Sir," she spoke, addressing the orc before her and not minding the array of pitchforks pointed at her. "You will forgive my tone and demand - but at this current moment our two people are at war. Our world is being assaulted by your kind, thusly I am sad to say we can't just settle down and pick up a beer." Her tone was a bit more respectful, yet it also carried authority behind it - as she spoke slow enough for the orc to understand.
"As this current moment, your...people has laid siege to countless cities, murdering our civilians and unarmed. What you have done, it has constituted as a war crime..." she spoke, not sure if an orc understood it. "As such, anybody resisting has been designated an enemy combatant. You have been the first kind to seek talk and not simply charge at any of our kind. As such, I have to speak my own offer."

"If you wish for discussing and... peace. Then I am sad to admit, you will have to surrender to our forces. I understand you have to protect your people, well...so do I. I can't sadly accept your offer, since that would my people in danger from both forces outside and inside," she explained. Namely soon gently, poking her foot at the corpse at a dead and burned ghoul. "I am not sure, if you understand or not - but killing unarmed and then desecrating their bodies into...this - is not well liked among many of our soldiers. Many desire vengeance...some might call it justice."

"My offer is simple - lay down your arms, cause no harm to my people - and we can engage in peaceful talk," she spoke to him. Not sure, if an orc could even understand the notion of surrender. "I give you my word, we will not harm anyone - if any of my people do so, I shall punish them personally. That is my offer. If you refuse, then I will sadly have to admit it might get bloody..."

The orc gestures the militia to lay down their arms, and gestures the two to get a few items to start the preparation. "It’s as good of a time to drink." He says as one of the civilians takes two chairs and a small table. "If you have a leader, come here." He requests as he sits down on one of the chairs.

Then a bunny morph that still has human features steps up. Her body covered in fur aside from some parts that she took the liberty to cover up in exotic clothing puts down two small bottle of beer.

"We are ready to surrender." He declares as he takes a knife a slits his arm letting the blood flow into his bottle. He rubs a cloth right onto his wound as he urges the other to sit down and do the same.

The woman in question did so as asked, repeating the process of their strange 'peace agreement'. Afterwards, once that was done - the various creatures, harpies, naga, orcs and other exotic creatures - soon were occupied by the forces of the 'World Eaters' whom seemed all to be human, once the masks came off. There wasn't no other among them, all of them being human. It carried a certain...strange...feeling, seeing people whom upon their world had been on the same level as everybody else. In some areas even below the others - yet here stood 'World Eaters', humans whom had mastered vehicles that laughed at orc strength and mastered technology that even some dwarves were trying to understand.

Although, even they could see that two factions had emerged in the occupying human armies - those called 'Russians' and 'Germans'. Namely the Russians kept their distance from the town and even set up camp near the hole they had created. The Germans were the only ones to interact with the creatures on a... humane level. The first thing they helped and also asked to do was bury or burn the dead. The leader before, had organized a fair trade - namely the shot guards would be buried by the humans. While the ghouls would be buried by the monsters.

Even among the Germans the creatures could see, that the usage of 'ghouls' wasn't a very approving thing. As it was even evident to a naga, that having such creatures was a VERY dividing issue. That situation got into a thing, when one naga and German soldier had started to interact, beyond the words of 'search and line-up'. "Who thought desecrating the dead was a good idea? You wouldn't want us, displaying your dead bodies for your kind to see, would you?" he stated to the strange yet exotic woman.

The rabbit morph was shocked to hear her words or rather can’t feel the same way to be exact. While the orc laughs with her reaction.” Yes…” She says quite awkward as she flees from the scene going back to the safety of the crowd and Without saying a word, the orc passes his bottle to yours and grabs your bottle. Seconds later he consumes the blood fused drink and seeing the female drink the ritual was complete.

He stands up and takes in a deep breath. “THIS WOMAN HAVE BECOME MY SISTER AND WHOEVER FACES OR OPPOSE HER, FEEL MY WRATH, THE WRATH OF THE SWORD EATER CLAN!” He announces in whatever English he knows before switching to an unknown language.

While most seem to accept and move on, there are some that were rather questionable. With some of them sighing and angrily leaving but, everyone respected the ritual and went on to their daily lives. The vendors that felt a while ago reopened and the people still warry have continued on as they started working and continued on with their own livelihoods

Some of them were drying fish, sewing, making weapons and other various activities. The orc warchief and the remainder of the guard was hauling the bodies of the ghouls off in the sides while the soldiers did the same for the fallen guards. It was odd that no one came towards the orc guards suggesting that they original somewhere else, and that they were still new hence no lovers, children and friends came.

After the trouble the orc urges the Germans and the Russians, well those that would want to join in for some drinking that is. Towards a large nearby building. “Drink.” He says in English with an odd orcish accent as he enters it with his men. The building was hastily built and is very well on its way to collapse, on top of it was a big sign written in a very different language.

Inside, were drunk people, man, animal morphs, orcs elves and other various races enjoy and lose themselves while a large strange red humanoid lizard prepares the warchief and his companions their next drink. While there is various waitress with exotic clothing tending to the customers inside, one of which was the bunny morph before.
The encampment was full of activity and full of different races going with their merry ways, children were playing and people going with their daily lives, it was odd no one expected for the orcs to run something that's main priority isn't for invading earth and taking over it.

The naga came with one of the Germans, she humanoid in a sense as there was grills in her neck and flippers in her arms and legs. And instead of skin a clear set of scales covers her body. "Weird indeed, why you wanna feed your enemies?" She asks in a clear sense of confusion in what English she can muster, in response to his question.

The man in question shook his head, as they continued talking - he almost seemed shocked that they were at war, cause some...orc speaker...a namely demagogue. "I can't believe that you people would trust the words of one person. The man in question looked very disappointed in such an answer - so much so, that he pulled out something from his pocket. Namely it looked like a cross made of iron. "This is a medal...it is what we...used to give those whom performed greatly in war," he explained to the naga - while also getting the attention of others. Stories were always welcomed to those, whom had no way of keeping themselves occupied. The notion of an award, might likely ring among some orcs - whom awarded the bravest and strongest with their own awards.

"This is an Iron Cross...belonged to my great-grandfather...from a war that had the blood price of forty million dead," he explained. Likely shocking many with the numbers - as he soon enough continued on. Namely the German in questioned educated the others about the history of their world - or to them, it might sound like a horror story. Yet with the serious tone he spoke, it sounded anything less than that.

Educating about the senseless of World War One - when people followed loud demagogue' or namely Kaisers, Kings and Tsars. The tales of how men and boys were slaughtered by the millions in trenches, by bombs from above or gas that choked the air from their bodies and left to rot behind in lands untouched even now. Then the tales of World War Two, that was just as long yet even more bloodier, as this time civilian were included in the carnage - reaching a dead count of sixty million. In simply forty years, the ancestors of the Germans here and Russians outside had amassed a body count of over a hundred million. Which was followed by a Cold War when both sides possessed weapons capable of destroying their very planet.

"Since then...us German soldiers have been taught. To be beholden to our conscious - not the words of our leaders. It is why, we showed mercy, even though your kind has shown to be merciless against our own," he spoke, looking at the naga with straight eyes. Far from fighting a Glorious War - the Great Orc and his Crusade had simply poked the wrath of a Behemoth of War. Who had been slowly recovering and trying to walk towards peace - and then twenty years later, it was shattered. A behemoth who had armies numbering in the millions and tech to kill millions in a snap.

"It is why; we take the slaughter of civilians and... their bodies used like this with utmost hatred. Since it violates the basic rules of combat and war. Limit casualties among non-combatants," he spoke. "Which your kind has often broken. Hence the Russians being very eager on burning this very town and everybody down within it. Since you people has done the same to thousands of their own kind."

The merry atmosphere of the tavern was broken, with some fixated on his every word. Though some carried on because they couldn’t understand his words, the tone and the stares of the others left a visible imagine in their mouths. The drunk listened visibility and laughed it off as a new plate and a new drink was served to them moments later.

The bunny morphs listen well with some of them listening to his every words, some of them grinning and smiling with every detail of his stories. The warchief sighs not wanting to get involve as he chugs a new drink. But, kept an open ear towards his story.

The humans, orcs, and elves inside had different various reactions, some were eager raising their drinks while most had fear inscribed in their faces. “Interesting.” The naga says clearly interested in his tales and stories. “But what’s a civilian?” The naga asks quite confused treating the phase as nothing more than foreign, which also caught the other patrons off guard.

They sigh in disbelief remembering what she was and not wanting to explain gave up. “But, what about you!?” A human yells in anger. “Kind my ass you, destroy cities and nations.” He says in a butchered version of the English language. “My children who haven’t held a dagger, my newborn who haven’t walked, my daughter that was to be wed.” He says sobbing “I can’t even bury them after what you did.” He retorts.

“WE KNOW YOU HAVE THE CAPABILITIES TO DESTROY THE WORLD, THAT’S WHY WE’RE HERE, WORLDEATER SCUM!” He says as he throws his mug on the floor spilling its contents and marches out of the establishment. Others follows him out disgruntled but, some flown drowning their sorrows in the end. For them they didn’t want to be the right ones, they only wanted the war to end and their lands back to their glory.

The German rose up as well - alongside his other companions, before looking at the naga woman. "A civilian is somebody who doesn't fight, can't fight or is unable to fight. Somebody who is not part of the war for victory in a physical manner," he replied. It seemed the entire atmosphere had turned about and everybody soon understand what was in truth at stake.

"Blame our kind if you wish, but you aren't the only ones whom have watched their children and loved ones killed. War doesn't determine who is right. Only who is left," he replied, before the Germans took their leave - words so poetic, they could only come from a race of people, whom have drowned in so much blood even they have become sick of it.

Needless to say, not many of the regular humans stayed in town, as they didn't want some drunk man or creature wanting some drunk justice enacted upon them. As it was, they returned to Russian camp - where scouts with guns deterred anybody whom wanted to try their luck when they thought nobody was watching. It also gave many of the town people something to think about - this war would only end in two ways. Either they survived or they died - since if the Germans words were true, then the World Eaters had armies far larger than the combined population of Titania even. This war needed to end, before the World Eaters decided to simply eliminate the pest - that had inflicted more trouble than the humans were willing to tolerate. They had the manpower to wipe away the town if they so desired - a clear indication such how out-matched the folk races were.

The tavern had lost quite a few of its patrons due to the tale of the world eater. They knew that what was happening to their world was the doing of those strange humans and the death and the loss of their home world was unforgivable. But, his words were painfully true. For at the rate of what’s happening they won't be the ones left.

She was shocked to have heard of something like that was a thing. "So killing a warrior that doesn't have a weapon bad?" She whispers to herself as she witnesses the man go out of tavern. The warchief and his men after a few rounds of drinking went out of the building and then out of town. His men guarding a small cave that was a distance away from the town.

Along with a few raptor station outside, there was not much that they can see from there. Then on the road, you could see a number of orcs and humans loading a cart full of heavy sacks. The same bartender and his waitresses were onboard as a large hybrid of an elephant with a rhino who started pulling it into the dirt road.

The humans from before then left the camp, with what armor and weapons they could find. It seems they are planning to enlist onto the nearest military camp. While all of this was happening the camp was unofficially split into two, those that wanted to continue the war and those that wanted to end it, what was once best friends were now enemies.

Those that wanted to end the war and prevent further bloodshed prepared and readied a cart full of supplies and equipment towards the world eaters to mend relationships. The convoy was small and noticing that they were new to life in the gate, they offered them something they couldn’t have had in their time inside. A freshly cooked meal, it had meat, vegetables and other various ingredients that looks like they gotten from a farm but, there was no such thing near the settlement.

Their leader was a female orc. She was taller than that of her human’s companions but, smaller compared to those with the other orcs, she had a light green coloration and had a fairly muscular build. You could easily mistake her for a boy if not for her face and visible chests.

They prepared their utensils and mobile cooking stations right outside the gate as they started, grilling, boiling, and marinating the meat. While the others started chopping and peeling the vegetables before adding them to the pots and started mixing strange spices into the mix. The aroma found its way inside the nearby Russian and German camp, the smell of the meal and the sounds of cooking would make anyone hungry or wanting to try a bite.

Then after a while the first batch of the cooking was done. A simple vegetable with a golden color to it. The cook, a human female with red hair put on her gloves before loading the large pot into one of the carts hauling it to the nearest soldiers, weather they were the Russians or the Germans. “Soup? Cup?” She says to the ones that she went up to.

Sadly, they didn’t have any cups or extra bowls to offer as they didn’t have too much support with them.

The Germans were the ones to mostly pick up on the food being cooked in the area. The Russians had mostly settled with their own things, although they did smell the food being cooked - regular potatoes and meat in an actual stew. They had mostly substituted on regular canned and packaged foods for most of their trip. Although they were nonetheless surprised and alerted when suddenly somebody had suddenly appeared before them and namely with a simple peace-offering. Or in this namely an offering of food - while he troops weren't starving for food, they nonetheless didn't chase away this group. Simply kept a more eager eye on them and their cart of supplies brought forward. Which was quickly checked out as well, before allowed to continue.

The woman in question would be surprised, how quickly namely the cups would be produced out - namely faster than any of their armies could manage. The soldiers in question were both armed, outfitted and even equipped. Some were willing to try their food, while others abstained from trying their grub. Needless to say, there were several approvals from the more political minded people of the group. While some others said that the food was good but felt...dull. Lacking salt as some called it.

"Yo. Green girl? How about you try something modern?" asked one, as she was soon presented with some World Eater food - which in all honestly looked like yellow grub and balls of meat inside a can. Although the taste of it was something else - namely mashed potatoes and meatballs might not taste much to a regular soldier of a modern era. But the mixture of salt, and all the delicate details to make the food both long-lasting and very edible might be something different for a person from Titania.

She stands proud as she cooks away. From the looks of it she was preparing to cook something that was meat based but to some unknown animal, something that she oddly looked like she had mastery in. She greets the man with glee as she roasts the mystery meat with hints of unsureness as she greets the man with hello. She was quite confused with what you presented and she though that it was something to put into the meat. So judging in best interest to put it in the roasting meat until the woman from before was able to get in the way from her plans. She spoke in an unknown language but, from the way she was talking it seems like she was telling her that she was supposed to taste.

The orc nods in understanding, as she dips her fingers onto the can and gets a quick taste of the burst of favor that the canned food had. The orc obviously quickly fell in love with the taste of the meal and after quickly falls into a fury of insightful words in her language bows to the man and resumes to her duties with bliss. "Thank, food taste good, want more." The woman says as she in turns gives a small bow before returning to her stations. After a few more minutes the meat was done, some of it had tentacles, what looked like a giant chicken and other different kinds of meat was quickly displayed and served to the soldiers. It had a well and heavenly aroma to it and smelled better than the soup from before. The orc and the others quickly position themselves on the prepared table and bowed urging the others to eat hoping that the others join in.

After this they returned and quickly made their way and pulls a bunch of exotic ingredients which would hint that there was something more or the last round of the tribute was under session.

Eventually enough several other humans joined their little table - with some bringing their own grub and food to the table. Namely the one thing, that many humans seemed to carry with them was alcohol. Or namely something similar to orc spirits. Which the humans seemed to be able to easily drink down, or at least the Russians seemed to be able. To the other races, the clear liquid tasted both bitter and somehow disgusting. Unless one was an orc - although the spirits did put some humans in a better mood than others.

While also possessing the urge to look at some of their kind, or at least the females in a much more different light. Such was the sight of when one human touched an orc female - then that same human was hit by a human female. Which resulted in a makeshift slapping against the groping guy. It seemed, that despite their rather fearsome reputation - the World Eaters seemed rather...meek and average in some portions among them.

As some explained how they hadn't been some fearsome warriors, like for instance - the army before them had before this war jobs in simple civilian prospects. Namely being shopkeepers, cleaners, medics and other such assignments. The indication, that the army that they feared wasn't that different than those people in the town they had here.

As the small offering became a bit hectic and festive, the women that was tending to the desert making process on the kitchen decided that it was high time to get some neutralizers to sober up the soldiers and their drunk female companions. They were happy at the same time worried at the women and men that were enjoying themselves. The orc after being slapped laughed it off saying. "If.... bed... be strong... first." She says due to her drunken haste and struggling with the language barrier, winking at the soldier saying that she is interested.

The orc woman was oddly not ugly at all, she had the right assets and she had a tomboyish vibe into her in fact that she was able to beat some of the human girls if need be. The women on the other hand was beautiful and at the time young. They were good in cooking and with their reactions revealed that they were used to this kind of environment. The woman that helped the orc and served the meal was their overlooking the guest she always showed a smile and was careful and mindful to keep a fair bit distance to the men that was glopping the other woman involved.

"Are you having fun?" She asks in a fairly well Russian accent to the Russians which would surprise them seeing that she haven't spoken much of it. "Happy?" She then says in German clearly struggling. "Sir is the meal ok?" She asks a third time to ones that dine flustered and curious to know if her words were articulate enough for them to understand. Though there were many errors in the way she pronounced it, it was clear that she had practice it and was eager to see if her words were good enough.
The meat had a memorable and wonderful taste with the beer and drink being passed around which oddly made it all the better. If they had known better the little gathering was like a mini bar to the eyes of the people in town and with the sudden exit of the owner of their previous bar and its staff. The men and other women that wanted a quick chat and some place to relax started to flock into the bar their eyes longing for a quick drink and a good meal. But, there were others that had different plans.

For the most part, the situation remained decent and calm - as most of the angrier and trouble-makers remained in their positions and fortifications. Namely, they didn't trust some of them enough, to eat and drink with them. An expected outcome, as one couldn't please everybody at the same time. Same went with some among the German camp, although some of them still decided to engage in some occasional merrymaking.

As it was, suddenly the soldier in question whom had hit upon the orc woman - suddenly rose up and soon enough walked over to her and then with some words, decided to take her away to a secluded place. It seemed, that despite the capabilities - the modern humans didn't hold grudges for long. The other human got replies in confirmation, indicating that she was doing fine - although with the offering of alcohol placed upon the table, things were bound to get...weird.

As soon enough, one of the modern humans produced out a strange instrument. Namely one of the Russians produced out a large instrument - to which some called it was an accordion and in that case, the soldier started playing it. Which in a way sounded like somebody was torturing a cat - although for the more Russians of the group, they soon enough started singing up some of their folk songs or started engaging in activity that might be questionably be delegated under 'dancing'. Even that, they weren't against others joining their merrymaking or dancing.

With the sudden invitation the orc followed the man in hopes that he was indeed strong, flashing a quick looksee at her eager guest. “Careful… I… don’t…. Break.” She playfully says intending to say another thing but, due to her limited knowledge with the language failed and was able to say something she didn’t intent. Disappearing minutes after from the views of the others. But, before she left she utters 7 words before getting dragged into the secluded area away from curious eyes.

The woman server was happy to hear that her hard work was able to bear fruit. She smiled as she helped the other men and women that came to join into the merry making. Soon, drinks were exchanged and bottles were poured, the small tribute was almost a bar missing proper walls and doors and as the singing started the women were glad to have found out that they were able to bridge the two world together.

Meat was poured and opinions were said. The awful sound coming from the strange instrument that the world eaters had quickly been drown by the nostalgic songs of the people. They were drunk, happy and finally telling each other a few words they know. Some flirted, men chased and women were slapping a lot of their clients once again. Who knew that beer could allow once hated people to forget about the hostilities they had.

But, reality wasn’t going to make it easy. As a man stood up he was having a spoonful of the canned food that one of the world eaters generously gave to the staff to taste a little bit of earth cooking. “Are you trying to poison me?!” He yells out as he grabs the man by the collar. The women were shocked while the others looked at the man with disgust. “They are poisoning us fools! They are trying to make us weak and catch us by surprise!” He adds.

The guests not willing to let another merry atmosphere be destroyed grabbed the man. One of them punched him to make him loosen his grip on the man he grabbed by the collar. A man quickly got between them trying to say sorry but, due to the language barrier sounded like noise to him. “Let me… beat… him!” He yells as he tries to get away from the hold of the others sadly his words were clear enough for the world eater to understand what he wanted to say.

The women on the kitchen were scared a bar brawl was the last thing they needed and for it would destroy everything that they had worked for.

Some of the others tried to dissuade the fighting from getting any tractions - as such, one of the regular humans quickly walked over and picked up the can of food. Namely clearing it out of any dust before tasting it himself. Needless to say, they taste was almost felt before he got any more than a spoonful. "Beghh! Canned peas? No wonder, they think it poison. Taste like a goat' ass, Yuri!" yelled one, throwing it a Russian.

Needless to say, that diffused the situation in the simple way possible - namely, since the people likely would be too confused at the sight of two Russians try to get at each other. Namely when you combined alcohol and two men from that land, you had some rather hilarious results. As they bore witness to the chase of the drunk men - as one limped at the front, while the second tried to catch him. Both too drunk to even stand up straight and kept falling over each second.

"Yuri! You goat-fucker.... get....here...." he yelled, barely managing to keep up and he wanted to kick the ass of the first one, whom looked drunk as a skunk as well. Although for the rest of the humans it didn't seem all that surprising - since this sort of attitude was common among the army where they were from.

"Word of wisdom. Never eat can vegetables..." spoke one guy, to the man whom still felt angry. As the can was rather non-chalantly thrown into the nearest garbage bag. While it was happening, the drunk guys were still at it - or rather at each other.

As the men fight, in front of the patrons. The men and women couldn't help but laugh as they see them chase one another. But, one of them was confused, the thrown out man was speechless when he saw that instead of a punch one of them actually protected him and went to his side. Thought he didn't understand what the man said from the looks of it he was really actually helping him.

This made him giggle, he was completely wrong and he knew he was an ass for pretending that he didn't like the canned veggies. It was bad but, it had an exotic flavor to it. So with respect he shows himself out of the merry atmosphere that the ladies have worked hard to make.

After a while the natives of the gate started singing matching the Russians with an awful instrument of their own. A small wooden drum like object with strings on its sides. And like the Russians sounded awful like a truck crash skirting on the pavement. You couldn't know if it’s being played property or if the man is being drunk or maybe a combination of both but, regardless notes left their mouths, songs were played and men, women, orcs, man, lizardmen and other various other weird looking creatures danced and chatted.

A surreal scene of friendship between the inhabitants of the two worlds that was once at war with one another. Though the shining light of the sun stone continues on, the biological clocks of bro the races knew that it was indeed time to lay down and rest. This event made it easier to interact with the invaders still their sorrows and anger showing it was a flesh start as they started trading and organizing this mini feast to bridge the two worlds together.

Opinions of the world eaters and open minds have started interacting with them, still the language barrier still present they were still able to exchanges a few tales, soon as many of them migrated tales of these men in uniformed begun circulating. Bringing the curious towards the town, to see and interact with them in some form or shape.

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• Legacy bombarded key parts of the Germanic repulbic destroying much of its leadership.
• They then landed troops into fort zeus in order to speed up taking over america.
• Russia acted in kind and launch their own ballistic missiles to the rod of god satellite.
• Taking this as an opportunity the mercenary group launched a massive attack on Germany.
• A small group of russians and germans got stuck inside the gate where they started interacting with the various fantasy creatures within.

"Alright let's begin.." The Tech. Paladin said. "Alright, prepare the signals and enable that signal tower at The Elipse!" He continued before the other employees began working. "Alright contacting Legacy Base at Earth's moon!" He implied as a masked figure enters the room.. "Uh sir.. It's ready." The Knight guard said as he stares at The Roria (Leader not Faction)



"Sir, Its them." One of the operator notifies the officer that is currently on the communication area of the base. "Get him to the monitor and call our proud leader." He commands as two of the lab coats get a move on and the giant screen on the room, shows the masked figure.

"No time no see my friend, how are you." He starts off now clear to see that he had the iconic symbol of Aurora, one of legacy's "officials" security firms under its control. "Seeing that you are able to contact us, I assumed that you are operational there on earth." He continues as you can see that from his decorations that his a seasoned veteran and now turned to an armchair general.

"I am Alfonso acting leader of what's left of my company and acting communications director of the whole moon." He introduces himself, with a commanding and prideful voice as he waits for their responds.



"Hmm...Well..We are operating as nominal...Following the rules of Protocol-7 which dictates "Kill the hostiles and contact Legacy"..He implied as his mask's breathing cyrindical like breathers exhale visible air. "Now I would like to check the status of Roria personnel within your facility.....I've heard that some went to there during "The Accident".." He said as his mask's visor slowly glows.

"Oh and I've heard of that little thing in Boston.....Quite....Fascinating." He said as he shows a visible drone footage of Fort Zeus.

"The black mountain." He chuckles a bit. "They have been legacy's favorite guard dog since the beginning, the best thing about them is that they embrace being one." He comments. "For your men station on the moon their been under my control for quite some time." He answers

"Good, I will begin an frontal assault on the intruders....I'm just here to make sure those people from Boston don't send a missle howevering towards your little base." He sarcasticly said. "I have provided a live drone footage if you are looking to watch the show.." He says before ending the call..

Meanwhile in the battlefield

A message was sent in morse code to the Roria Network: .- .-.. .-.. / .-. --- .-. .. .- / -... ..- -. -.- . .-. ... --..-- / .--. .-.. . .- ... . / .-. . .--. --- .-. - / - --- / - .... . / -- .- --. -. ..- -- / -.-. .... .- -. -. . .-.. .-.-.-

"Virginia Bunker reporting..."

"Colorado.yeah..yeah! Can we shoot some stuff now?"

"Florida reporting...."

"Texas is here..."

"Alright Boston and California is out...Nevada is also down...Let's begin..PROTOCOL NS1198!"

"Hey wait it's The Missisipi!"

"Pensilvania...reporting.."

"Let's do this quickly we still have to contact Philipines and Japan after this."



A loud explosion that can be seen in these states would erupt. Followed by deafining siren (Which can be heard everywhere in US). Soon enough it all begun. "This is The Roria do not be afraid, approach your nearest F.O.B or police station for help...And folks...were sorry for being late!" This message was heard from all working radios. Texas was rushed, the troops employed "The Blitz" from World War 2. They pushed the opposition westward but there was gate meaning they would literally keep coming out. Pensylvania was bombed with airstrikes as calvary with rifles, dominated the battlefield. Florida was slowly being captured as it did not have a lot of me but they only secure 2 outposts and a police station. Missipi went with the same as Texas. Virginia, ruled by snipers and fooling the enemy to think the whole world was firing at them. Colorado had problem.

"I apreciate the enthusiasm commander but, your not the one rushing to control of the ol state." He gives out an erie warming before the doors slides open revealing a man sporting a casual business outfit. Alfonso step out of the podium to make room for the man. "Sir, one of our cells has assumed communications with us." He briefs him as he gives a small bow, surprisingly showing some signs of respect and fear at the same time.

"Good morning or should I say afternoon." He starts off. "Give me your situation Roria." He continues, despite seeing him for the first time, the man seems dead serious and would not entertain idle chatter. "And have you engaged with the United Alliance To Maintain Peace?" He ends getting straight to point.

"Our status is.......Very good we have captured more than 3 states..And Pensilvania is half captured..." He said as he slowly sits on a chair. "No, besides we have connection with their resource department...I think they might give us some materials require on rebuilding America.."

"Oh and why do we have no permission to "Engage" I'm afraid a bunch of people already did that.....I've heard of a broadcast by say.....The UN?"

"The UN's dead, I've made sure of it." He responds as he crosses his arms, showing signs of aggression. "As for permission to engage, I have no care with what you hit as long as you hit what I want." He continues with the same tone as always. "I want you to make sure that you hit and capture the following objectives." He continues to explain.

"Objectives that we are going to send to you." He follows as the operators on the consoles on the sides sends you a list of objectives, that mostly are below or on past academic cities that legacy used to own.

"Of course you are not the only ones, tasks with taking them." He adds. "You will face various organizations all pursuing the same objectives but, to make sure you all do, those that capture them will receive aid and weapons that we have in the location that will aid you all in your own agendas and goals." He ends his explaination waiting to see what their response.

"Easy....I can have my sentinels do as that..And since Legacy is a good friend of ours we can add some squadrons of Knights and paladins to help them.." He said as he looks at the list. "Well we already were going some after this...that one in pittsburgh is giving us trouble.." He said looking at the list

"And what other organizations?......I'm a little interested.." He said staring at the screen.

"Many." He said before leaving after saying what he needed to say with the same tone and serious nature. Alfonso steps in the podium "I propose an alliance for now representative of Roria." He proposes . "You've been late in the game now and you will need my eyes and expertise." He explains, and stopping to make sure you agree before giving out too much.

"Yeah sure.. Oh it looks like we just got captured Missisipi's gate 1 and troops are establish an outpost there.." He says while looking on a pad "We both gain benefits so yes..I accept he says.

Meanwhile..

"Alright so we will shall see what is in this gate!" Cody says as he looks at Missisipi Gate 1.. "Alright remember to get you masks on, there might be some nasty stuff in there!' Helen says as the sentinels enter the portal

As they phase into the structure, a world full of iron ores, diamonds and other various precious minerals blessed their eyes. As stalamites of diamonds and gems greets them. What they saw can instanly rival the earth's remaining raw material deposits and could in turn lower the price of any precious material in the market, in other worlds this discovery could change the world forever.



"Good." He answers as he hears your responds. "I will give you a little boast commander." He continues. "My field operatives have spotted that the black mountain has found one of the labs that legacy has in the Craters of the Moon National Monument & Preserve located in Idaho." He says as he sends in some satellite images of the location. "Find out what you can and if possible secure the location." He ends cutting the link for now.

"Guys we are being called back..says we gotta something in old Idaho." Lucy said as turns to the gate "Alright let's send a mining team..." Helen said as they exit the gate and into a helicopter which will take them to idaho "Alright we should be there in..."

10 minutes later.

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"Hey were here grab your laser rifles!" Shaun said as he looks the monument... "Alright squadron move in!" They say as they look at the direction of the Legacy lab

The barren land of the preserve was seemily endless as the soldiers continues to move on. Until a shot went thru one of them, launching him meters away from his initial location. The relentless heat and light from the sun was making it almost impossible to locate the shooter.

Soon, another shot reels in narrowily missing Helen a few inches away and by the looks of it the assailant was relocation between shots. Though this suggest that the shooter is only one person and that he/she was alone.

"Bob No!" Cody said as he looks at the killed paladin . Helen also took note of the bullet. "Alright everybody thermal readings on!" Helen said as their visors glow. "It's too hot to even find a humanoid reading!" Shaun shouted as they look for the culprit.. "Guys I found it!" Lucy said as she aims her scopes at the sniper..

As she shoots her laser beam incinerated the assailants scope rendering him unable to fire back accurately and retreat out from their range. Though all was not fine as the man was able to escape from the engagement and could have warm the others of Rorian presense.

The sniper was gone and out of sight but, the signal of the station was still visible and present the thing is that the group was already standing on it. But, there was still no signs of any life in the area or any structure. But, nearby the sounds of a engine roaring can be heard but, its fairly far away.

Soon, the group founds out that the sniper wasn't lone at all as from the dunes emerges ten of them all pointing at the group.

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As the mining team started drilling into the surface to get into the abundant deposits, the sounds of orcs and other various creatures eminant from the surroundings. And after one of them ventures off he was able to see a pillar of smoke coming from below them. Seeing a large settlement of orcs and other various creatures just below them.

He rushes to them to stop and turn off the drills. So that they won't be found, but was all too late as the drill sets off alerting the settlement below. The flapping of wings can be heard before a pterosaur like creature flies near them and with it, its orc rider dismounts his eyes fixated on the miners. He draws his blade at the miners and starts charging into them, followed by its mount which uses its beaks to implale or stab them.

"SOMEBODY GRAB THE GUNS!" The chief miner said as they fired with their non laser guns. "Alright were here!" A squad of veterans say as they fire at the bird and the orc. "GET THE MINERS OUT OF HERE!" Their little leader say as the miners rush to the gate

After the first ones died off. Several cries erupted as, several of the flying monsters emerged from the different tunnels, swarming the veterans as they chip away at their armors with their massive beaks. The orc riders soon, dismounted as they chased the miners that were fleeing.

"Ahh! It's eating my Assault Armor!" The veteran said as he pushes his hand at the beak slowly squeezing it before firing with his laser pistol.He rolls before taking care of the orcs that are chasing the miners The veterans were flanked, 2 of them were impaled "Alright let's run! Faster now!" The miners quickly rushed for the gate three were killed. "Get in now!" The veteran yelled. They quickly exit The Gate. "SHUT IT DOWN!" The miner chief said as he jumps out. The gate was closed.....

The gate fails to closes as the console doesn't do anything but, display the error sign. Soon, hordes of orchish horde outside scattering the miners and opening a new front in america. These orcs with their mobile mounts attacked the miners and the rorian veterans sowwing fear and chaos around the gate.

"Get in!" The engineer knew that the gate controls are disabled so he snuck in and gave them to go there but he was force to smash the portal to make sure that they did not get in. Trapping the veterans inside.

As the gate starts to scatter, the controls starts to re-animate back to life as the once malfunctioning monitors of the control panel starts to display the error sign. Soon, the tide of orcs stopped as the iconic blue whirlpool that the gate had was now engulfed with cracks.

The control soon displayed that a feed back is on way as the attempt in destroying overloaded the gate itself. "Massive feedback and rebooting of the gate is underway." A robotic voice annouced as the gate, begins to physically discharge electricity around it.

Meanwhile inside The Gate..

"Leave them..." A shadowy figured spoke. The orcs turned as the mysterious figure pulls out a crossbow. Sniping them...one by one, flames erupts from the killed orcs.

The orcs soon, felt not because of the shadowy figure but, by the what they call the "Feedback." is underway. The terradon riders flew away why the grunts make their way away from the portal with the unlucky ones vaponizing them as their bodies fall prey to the lighting bolt erupting from the gate.

"State your name...human." The figure said. The veterans were confused as they believed the invaders called humans 'World Eaters'. "Stan of Roria Unit 75.." He replied the shadow figured puts back her crossbow "Your what they call military...well we do not harm humans we only kill those who gets in our way...I will guide you to a camp far away from this place.." He said as a giant mechanism emerges, it is attached to a small carriage. "Take seat, and do not be afraid of the centurion."

The miner looks in awe at the large machine. "Who are you?" The man asks in shocked as the centurion starts pulling the carriage. "This and what do you want from me." He quickly adds as he goes ot the corner of the carriage where he begins begging for his life. "PLEASE DON'T KILL ME I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" The man replies with fear for his life.

The centurion halted, "I am not a threat, I am merely a transport commisioned mechanzied construction" The centurions looking back marched again, the supressed footsteps allow for no large sound. The mysterious figure pulls away her hood, Her golden skin almost seem as a source of light. And she spoke: "I am Althea of The Explorer's Guild we came here looking for crystals we found attuned." They then see one of those crystals. It's white glaciers illuminating the dark caverns.

"Whenever someone touches..well they can't we are finding out why." The woman prompted reaching for her waterskin and taking a sip.

He watches in awe as the mechanical creature begun talking. Introducing itself, then the crossbow man that saved or captured him introduced herself. "And what do you need me to do, mine it?" He says, as he points it at the cystal that Illuminates and separates them from the darkness. "And explorer quild?" He asks in confussion, the crystal that illuminates the cave was awe inspiring but, the mechanical beast was much more interesting.

"No, we can't even try to get the thing out. It seems like you can't touch them." She spoke pointing her finger at the crystal "Even the orcs tried, I am part of the explorer guild, we wish to study the cavers here. And save unlucky humans.The woman puts her waterskin back

He was quite confused with the girl’s statement let alone, a rock that has the power to repel anything and anyone from it was strange and also a bit of a challenge to someone that hits it with a pickaxe. “She you’re telling me that this rock is shy and it doesn’t want anyone to touch it?” He says in disbelief as she watches her put her water skin back to where she got it.

Still the thing that got him the most was that they seem to be good-ish as he sees the image of orcs burning right in front of his eyes. “And what’s the explorer’s guild?” He continues with the same tone and disbelief. Well as much disbelief that he can muster before believing in unicorns and Kim jong un’s demi-god statue.

"When you touch the rock or try to mine it you feel, regret and cold. You feel it being repelled.!" She yelled as she stares at one. "The explorer's guild is founded by an the commander himself, we were studying how you people got here and if there is a surface in this cavern." She spoke. The mechanical droid went slow as it saved fuel: "Homebase is near." It spoke, it's cold static voice echoing through the tunnel it entered. "Looks like we're nearing home, Aldanian will guide you back to another gateway once we're there." The woman smiled

"We also have human food which we found recipes in while scavenging." The woman sat and reaches for a book. The title could not be made out, it was written in a strange alphabet that did not resemble english in any other way.

He was caught off guard when she said they were studying how they got here but, in his knowledge he knows for a fact that they were the first ones that was able to get here and that they were also the first to attack. But, he was weirded out by the way the girl explained the feeling as it watches her overly and passionately describe it. “A nutjob.” He thoughts to himself afraid to voice it out seeing the prowess of the adventurer.

After the explorer gave him a book, the miner quickly acted like he can understand it flipping the pages and acting he knew how to read the language. Nodding his head a few dozen times to confirm that he can understand it. Curious on what their home will be as he doubts that this ore rich world that they were conversing is their home. Or could support any form of life.

“And while scavenging!?” He says, alarmed as it suddenly though of the strangest thing that these monsters or other worlders are able to speak and understand their languages and learn their recipes. “How do you know how to speak English?!” He eagerly asks wanting to know the reason for the strange ability of the lady.

"Eng?" The woman said, confused. "Our language was developed that of the first civilization..or so they say." "They were people who made contact back then they were betrayed and they learned the invasive species' language, they adapted it as it was far organized"

Soon enough a large building could be seen in the distance, it's lighted gates would dot it as if stars in the darkness. The mechanism stoppped and it would enter a stables like for them. A man would then approach the automaton and opens it head. Revealing a overheated skeletal frame. "WE GOT SOME REFUGEES OPEN IT UP!" She yelled. Mechancal chains would echo as the metal gate opens.

"Refugess?, Invaders us?" These questions and many more popped out of his mind. He was confused and wasn't exactly following the girl explaination but, seeing that he was already a few meters outside the facility. He gave up and dicided to follow and found out everything that he needed to know.

All was fine when she opened up the machine that was bringing them their and was shocked to see its real body. "OH MY IS THAT A PERSON!" He yelled out caught offguard by the insides of the mechanical servant.

"What, no!" She yelled. "Come on, Aldanian will answer your questions." She said. Aldanian would approach the miners. "Well met humans.." "I am Aldanian ruler of The New Dawn, please to meet you in our home."

He looks out the, seeing the streampunk theme décor and unknown colorful artifacts. He was intrigue, he would be loaded if he was able to get his hands on one of them and sell it back to the mercenaries. He would be loaded and he would be able to make his dream house, fill them with chicks and many more of his darkest desires. “To you too my lady.” He responds his mind fixated on his price.

"Well, welcome to our camp, we have basic provisions and beds, after you help yourself, if you wish we could send you back to your world." He said, many housekeepers would approach them and urge the miner to follow them. They traversed the camp and into a medium house, one could see other humans and most of them had the label "Mojave Rangers" in their shirts. The keepers opened the door.

It revealed a small table with a small steampunk centurion serving drinks to humans, the humans were chatting about how the orcs were making peace with the humans and how they have to work together to defeat an empire which have just arrived on Titania.There were two doors on the side, one led to a small room with beds and the other with some sitting area where humans and citizens of the new dawn alike are chatting.

He looked around the area noticing the strange architecture and strange items of the area he has find himself in. “Where am I?” He said to himself as he takes in the scenery with confusion and awe. Then this strange creature greeted him and welcomed him he didn’t know it was the ruler but, before he could respond an army of helpers started appearing and dragged him to an odd common like area. Where members of his species are in conversing with these strange creatures that are speaking in English.

After looking around he decided to gather information, of course strange new land with Roria having no clue or information, he would surely be loaded if he comes back with it back to his organization. He was greedy and that was normal for him. He wanted money no he needed it, he followed through to his plans as he rushed to the Mojave rangers.

“Where are we, and what are they going to do to me?!” He says in a rush acting all confused and panicky.

"I don't know." Said the ranger. "We were just investigating these guys when we fell on their portals, their not hostile, they even helped with livestock back home." The ranger spoke. A group of New Dawn maids would approach him, and offer him food.
Aldanian approached him "Say, where do you come from?" He asked, his calm voice would sooth nearly everyone.

He sighs with the answer. He went to the rooms seeing a bed where he wanted to sleep. With exhaustion he falls to the comfy bedding tomorrow he will find something but, for now its time to rest.

SUMMARY

• The roria took control of different states with the exception of Florida
• The New Dawn supports lost humans long before the alliance

THIS TOOK PLACE A FEW WEEKS BEFORE THE CURRENT EVENT

In America, the situation had developed from suicidal collapse to mildly fucked. Namely what people they had managed to rescue or whom had come to the Cheyenne Mountain Complex by themselves were quickly put to work. Either trained as militias, farmhands or workers to help build fortifications and restart where able. Although due to the rather fractured nature of the Federal Government - then President Atkins had to sign in Executive Order 78. Namely 'establishing' martial law and granting the military, the rights and hands to help restore Colorado into some semblance of function.

During that time, Atkins had also instated numerous individuals into a higher position - namely writing into force that Sergeant Jackson of the USMC would become Sergeant Major of the Army, forming a Joint Special Operations Command with what Generals remained and also having Valentina Tsernova inaugurated as the Chief of Staff of the United States Air Force. While some might state against the idea of having a foreign national become leader of the US Air Force - the truth was, there wasn't anybody else with any air experience in the entire area.

In that same regard, she was also acting Secretary of the Air Force - which would have meant a conflict of duty and too much authority in the hands of a single person. But at this point, they were mostly symbolic, since they didn't have anybody else on hand. Many others were filling double positions in the in United States Cabinet - which at this point wasn't much. Namely, one General, two Colonels whom had been promoted from their roles as Sergeants, a Sergeant Major, and two Captains who acted as the head of the Joint Special Operations Command and Secretary of the Army. All in all, not the best situation.
While Colorado was mostly returned under authority, the situation still remained bleak - especially, as after marshal law had been 'relaxed' two weeks after it had been enforced - they had lost most contact with Secretary Tsernova, whom had taken the AC-130 out for a reconnaissance flight. Without having reported anything back - they couldn't in essence do anything if she had decided to leave or had gotten shot out in some likelihood. Plus it wasn't like they could ask her 'spouse' Sergeant Gent whom had gone with them and taken along five Marines.

Things remained the same for some time, until activity popped up on the radar - namely a transport helicopter. "This is Secretary Tsernova here, carrying about....ugh...several politicians from...Dakotas, Kansas, Nebraska, Wyoming and what remained of Montana...over..." she stated, leaving the President simply flabber-gasted and asked for a repeat.

"Ugh. I might have engaged in some gunboat diplomacy...and I had to leave the AC-130 in Kansas since it ran out of fuel then, but I did get the states under the banner of the Federal Government. More or less..." she added, then added in a shy tone. "...please tell me marshal law was still in force?"

Atkins, for hearing such a blatant abuse of authority - did the expected outcome and simply laughed. Namely in a good and hearty tone, leave it to their resident Russian woman to cause incidents that would have left the old United States more red with political bureaucracy than the former Soviet Union. "General Robb. Clear her in, if she is carrying what she says she is, then I will need also a good and preferably sound-proof somewhere. It is going to ugly soon enough, and get that old geezer of a VP out. We might need to show his face to the others..."

Robb carried out the order immediately as he assigned five of his most trusted worthy men to escort the vice president out into a remote location where he would be safe and would be incapable of causing any kind of trouble. As they near the landing zone soon soldiers of formed a line as they welcome the VIP’s inside the mountain complex. As Robb continues to organize the various materials and facilities to house their new guests. Moments later Robb radios in, he had secured a small room that was recently dug up which was an VIP bunker. Due being buried for some time the electronics have been smashed to bits, and monitors have been spit or cracked by the impact of the dirt surging in. But, it was built to last, its steel walls still standing and keeping the ground in bay and its spacious area was meant to become a multipurpose area in the event of a nuclear annihilation happening.

After landing Gent plants, a small kiss onto his wife' cheek, his way of telling her to relax and for doing a good job. The VIPs in question weren't like the tight-suit pencil pushers that you would see in the previous years as these people wore tattered clothes and informal attire. One could see the vibe and aura of a survivalist that was preparing for the end times. While some had the normal attire or reasonably formal as the soldiers escort them to where they can meet the president. While they were mostly unarmed and non-hostile the way they moved and interacted are the very same actions of someone being forced to.

Valetina for her part, merely pulled off the headset and when the politicians had loaded off - she swung the helicopter back over to the airfield and set her down there. Where more or less, what crew-men they had could take a look over the thing. It had been a luck of the draw find anyway, back when they ran out of fuel after circling one state and had to land and commandeer another way of transportation. "Ohh...could use a shower, and nice sleep after that," replied Tina, yawning - as she had flown for two days straight.

Gent seeing the sorry state of his wife decided to carry her like a princess, as they both dash worth to the showers, when they arrive back at the Complex. Drenched in sweat from their bodies he didn't do anything to her...not until they were alone and she had fully rested.

Nevertheless, those whom arrived at least could take note - that the area was indeed THE Cheyenne Mountain Complex, that the soldiers in the area still wore the United States Army uniform and those inside had the same appearance, if looking a bit too young than most of them. Still the location looked a step above, of what the rest of them had - namely, an APC was guarding the entrance, something more than the rest of them could run or operate. At least expect one of them.

Soon enough, the 'political guests' were shown into the room, where sat President Atkins - namely a suit, that smelled literally of a politician, namely a more higher rank than most of them. "Gentleman, welcome," he said, as General Robb showed them inside the VIP Room. After which, the room was sealed and leaving the President and General Robb with the six political leaders. Some whom were more community leaders than the legitimate leaders of the state legislature.

"So this is what's left of the great ol' US of A." One of the meaner or crazier looking guest said as he slams his hands on the prepared table catching the other guest off guard. "Can you tell me why a non-american threaten me and my people with cold american military hardware to go with her back to the very country that couldn't protect me when everything went south?!" He says angry with the heavy handed method enforced upon his people. "That land was protected by my people's blood and steel... when those things attacked us we fought them till they left... When those bastards came knocking on our doors he slammed that door so hard that it fell on top of them." He says with more intensity with ever word.

"Those lands are ours, my people deserved it and I'll be damned to make my people bow down to the very government that abandoned and failed to protect us. the lands of Kansas belongs to us Kansasians." he declares with various people erupting in the same manner with several others saying their rights to their regions engulfing the room into a hazily uncontrollable noise at this point.

President Atkins, didn't say much about that - letting everybody vent their anger, as he himself simply tapped his finger onto the table, until they shut their arguing against each other. "So. That is your answer then? You are going to demand, we leave - stick your flag in that land, lands which all of our ancestors might have once walked through, and declare it yours? What then?" asked Atkins, rather calm about the situation.
"You are going to stay that way? Surrounded by several other states? Telling your grandchildren in the future, how you declared to be a small piece of a broken nation - instead of uniting in solidarity?" asked Atkins, talking and walking slowly around the table - before he stopped in front of them all, hands placed onto the table. "Yes. This is what is left. Valetina, was formerly an immigrant from Russia, just a few weeks ago, I had took her Oath of Allegiance to the United States of America. Pardon, if her English is a bit lacking. Last I checked, those lands and likely equipment belonged to the Federal Government."

"I will admit, America is in shambles. It is a mess, but staying here - arguing over who has authority where, it is childish and it solves nothing. Aren't we all American? Don't we have a duty to help each other in time of need? When everything is running fine and dandy, nobody bothers against the system of governance - yet when we experience the first great catastrophe since the Great Depression, do we just...fall apart? Is this the legacy of our forefathers and to our children? A dead nation? A divided nation? As of this moment, we have monsters, traitor-PMCs and other terrorist-militias running about and laying their claims on America...." he explained, to them. "...I was a leader like you people once, a Senator of these lands. Now...I a sad to see the state of our nation."

"Are you willing, to honestly state, and then walk out of those doors - with the knowledge, that if you do, America as you know it will be dead? No more United States. No more, American Way of Life. No more, Liberty, Freedom and Democracy. We'll just be a broken nation, a dozen so states that may or may not survive this crucible of war. You can stay and help reform the Federal Government or walk out now, and forevermore regret those decision - when you look upon the dead remains of this great nation, on your deathbed."

"WE CA....." The man from Kansasian from before yelled out stood up in disagreement before another stood before him now humbled and reasoned with the arguement of the president. "Me and my people shall return to the united states of america." He announces, reluctanty but, didn't have any doubts or seconds thoughts his dreams of founding a nation gone as he bows down humidity.

Then another and another stood up and like the man from before have gave up nationhood. This continued until four leaders were left now surrounded by all sides of what is now the US of A. Their faces full of worry of the troubling situation they are in.

"So now that you have all this men and soldiers with you now, so your gonna force my people and join you?" He responds to the others and especially the president. "You will have to pry control of my lands from my cold dead hands." He says with hostilities.

"No. I am not going to force you to do anything," replied Atkins, rather calmly in that regard. "Just like how the Thirteen Colonies came together in unity, I don't plan on repeating the mistakes of many other Federal States. I will not force others to fight you. We are Americans, in this room and I don't have any desire of spilling blood if I can avoid it. So you can stay as an American, or leave and be a Kansanian, if you wish so hard, until the day you die."

Namely, the way Atkins spoke - it struck a hidden cord behind his words, namely - he was seeing the man as he wanted, a Kansanian, a lone state - before the divided yet slowly rebuilding nation of the United States. "The choice is yours, as it has always been in America. A land of opportunity, a land of equality - where an American from Kansas can feel equal to an American from Californa or Texas," he stated.

"I can understand your dislike. What is it about? The bureaucracy? The corruption? The mindless lobby groups, that were basically legal bribery? If America failed you, then I am sorry to hear it. I have tried to keep it together, no matter how slim or dead a chance it might seem. But I will not force you to submit or stay. I am not eager to start a Second American Civil War."

He was shocked to see that the president was willing to let him free but, his eyes turns to rage with his last question. "Your inability to prevent all of this... Legacy was based in america... and because of that the world's down the drain." He responses, slamming his hands on the table. "All of this is all your precious nation's fault." He adds as he points at the flag on the room. "I am not part of this, and I will not let my people go down the path of destruction." He says as he marches on out, with four of the others that have chosen to stay independent.

"But look around you, warlords, PMC's everyone is taking a piece of the pie, that second civil war is already happening." He says before he leaves for good. "They have a point, they weren't just divided they were fighting one another of the pieces as they try to make their own house... We are already in a civil war then that means we should kill them right here and now. " Another response pointing at those that left.

"I share his concerns, aside from corruption and greed that has taken over this country for so long, we all had a part in this apocalypse." One of those that stayed voiced out. "All of us did... Germany... and others more." Another one voices out a hint of sadness and realization as he recites the nations.

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President Atkins merely shook his head, as some of them left, namely the representatives of Montana and Kansas - after which he merely sighed and rubbed his forehead, before speaking to those whom chose to remain. "Ironic, that when everything is running well - then nobody has any good words to say then. But when things collapse, we are somehow at fault of letting this happen," he sighed, as he looked at the others. "I will admit, I am not a member of the higher echelon of government. I was simply a Senator from D.C - this state used to be my home. If you are wondering how did I came to power...well simply, the Vice President tried to kill one of our own soldiers - because he defended another, due to political reasons. As such, they had to remove him due to physical instability...and were only a few days away from having to declare Martial Law and simply dissolve what authenticity remained of the United States of America."

"Funny, huh? Our government is broken yet we have a common enemy - yet we are still at each other' throats. In addition, we have gotten word from Europe. Namely it seemed that the old Soviet Union seemed to have reformed into something - with them and the Germanic Republic working together against these monsters," he spoke - informing that, while they as Americans were arguing over who was responsible for this act - the Europeans were already forming power-blocs against the invaders. It didn't take them long to connect the dots and realize what it would mean for a divided states of America. "I have nothing against the Europeans - but I want America to stand as an equal partner than a broken state needing a hand-out. Such an act, would break not only our identity but our very stature as the Land of Liberty."

It seemed, that compared to the others Atkins seemed to be more of the idealist than the others - even at this time. "Killing somebody who has come to talk, isn't traitorous yet any future talks might be compromised because of it. Would you come and talk, if you knew that you might be killed off - if you don't agree with what the opposite is offering?" asked Atkins. "Besides...they might come around later...or not, and we will have to demolish them from the air. I will admit, I am against bloodshed if it can be avoided. However, if those that left want to attack us at our weak moment - we will defend ourselves."

"Yes. That is the American way of life. No change is required until its broken all across our lap. The system that produced the status quo, so heavily entrenched that nothing could change it," spoke Atkins, closing his eyes and thinking about all he had done as Senator - before he re-opened his eyes. "We all have things we are not proud of. But at this moment, we can't remain thinking about what we have done. We can only march forward and hope we can build something better - than from where we came from. Like the Romans, we can either think about the glory times our nation had - or we can take these injuries, and use the knowledge we have gained to rebuild into something better."

"America has made mistakes, who of us hasn't? We can stay here and blame each other. Or we can swallow our pride and try to salvage what we can," spoke Atkins. "Since whether we want to admit it or not - our nation is based upon cooperation. We are stronger together, than divided. As such, I will say - the Federal Government has several roles and positions in need of willing. We are in-need of both men and resources. In exchange, we can pool our resources together - offer better chances of survival and possibility of having others rejoin the United States. In addition, we can lay the groundwork for the new United States."

He was an idealist but his words were full of truth the others sigh heavily as they extend their hands. "You have my support and the support of my people, we will help you rebuild this nation and right its wrongs." He says as the trench coat man, that looks exactly like a prepper said, he words rings of truth and honestly as the others follow suit. People that looked like doctors, priest and the every normal looking joe made their way to the president their new leader. "Lets make this work then, the names father James and as you can see I am a follower of the lord but, I won't spare one minute to put a bullet into your head the first time I see every going wrong again... God knows I won't." He smiled, introducing himself a unique greeting as he shakes his hand, he wore a customized priest suit and an large bible in his sides, he had a few scars on his head and he looks like an commando of sorts.

"I'm Robert, people have been scrambling towards my lands we have no more room so we can send them here to help you, also I organized a semi-organized information gathering network, and I have been hearing alot of activity in PMCs occupied areas that I believe we should discuss in alone." He introduces himself showcasing his expertise and worth. "Of course it won't be a hundred percent true but, its better than seating around and attacked from all sides." He ends as he goes back he had a bartenders kind of attire and had an cunning and thinking vibe to him.

Then a middle aged woman comes along with a pair of jeans and a camo jacket she places, three documents on the table of five PMC strongholds in her area now scorching in flames and now in ruins. She didn't spoke or utter a word, as she places five used detonators on the table showing that she had a hand in it. She had a nameplate on her jacket with the name Tina on it. And other various people introduced and revealed there factions merits and how they can help. The room now had an merry atmosphere unlike before where a clear vibe of hostilities was in the air, now people were telling each other their stories and opinions.

Atkins for his part was mostly focused on getting a functional government going into operations - and namely telling the others, of which Senator he had been, during the times of lobbying and usual corruption in D.C. Needless to say, he had been the average Democrat in all honesty - spouting talks to help the poor and minority. Although Atkins did try to put his ideas into practice more often than not. "...the system then. I mean, now that everything is finished and done - I can see, that it was a mess. I guess that was why so many others were complaining about it. We liked to lie to ourselves, we were a beacon of progress. But we just had a better system of corruption. Or a more legal one...I think our level of nonsense might have reached Russian levels even."
President Atkins for his part didn't sugar-coat much of anything, beyond having some military secrets remain hidden due to certain reasons, he was rather blunt with his assessments. Namely they had PMCs operating, but in all honesty, once they had a reformed and reunited enough the divided United States Armed Forces - then they could easily push against the PMCs. Since they were operating in a way, that wasn't linked to their nature. As PMCs were basically private-armies-for-hire - problem being, nobody was currently paying them for such an act. Perhaps some rich people were, but one couldn't utilize money if the system was destroyed. As likely, many of these PMCs would be realizing running a private-military-company was much easier than trying to run an entire state by themselves.

As such, they could write off the PMCs as simply better armed, trained and equipped terrorists - one that was annoying and you had to keep your eyes open for, but could be ignored for the time being. The bigger problem, was the secessionist forces elsewhere and the namely monsters in their lands.

"I am open for ideas here. While, we can't force everybody back into the Union - I am still of the opinion our future lies in reunification. Any ideas on how to perform it?" he asked, namely his new Secretaries of various Departments. Namely, as he found out - having their Chief of the Air Force flying about and threatening bombardment from the air, wasn't the best way to work-out a workable start to a relationship.

"Let me ask you Mister President, are these monsters? really monsters?" Robert asks as he tosses an interesting picture. "I got this interesting rumor that a settlement somewhere in the continent have been working and interacting with these invaders." He says as the picture shows the imagine of a group of orcs with humans. "Does this kind of interaction legal? or are they traitors?" He continues before shutting off as he awaits his answer. The others on the bad group where shocked as they see the strange interaction. "How sure are we that its happening? or maybe its a ghoul?" People on the group started to question or state their opinions.

"I've checked its a legit photo and I have confirmed they were helping- no cooperating with one another. " He states as confirms its legality. "Here is my opinion on the matter, we should learn more about this enemy of ours, we'll been fighting at them for so long that we don't understand why they are attacking us. as for our people that don't support us all we can do is hope that they won't attack us while we push on and take the fight to the enemy and as we liberate our people it would be natural that those that didn't join us would have no choice not to." He proposes

"Well I proposed, we start laying up some proper communication- I'm taking about cable and other methods, the more life here improves the more people we'll join us and with them more hands to maintain and improve our territories." John proposes, me and my scouts have found out some locations where these PMC store their equipment. We can take them but, without proper equipment even if we get to them we won't be able to get the trucks out to safety. "Once we have proper communications and a little persuasion people would start gathering and go back to the USA." He ends as Atkins agreed to the idea of setting up proper communication lines - as he agreed on providing some Tier One Units for the job.

President Atkins was surprised by the pictures and the information, as far as he knew the Invaders had been killing humans left and right - without showing any type of mercy. Although he took note, that this seemed rather strange in all comparison. "A ghoul looks like a dead body, and my eyesight isn't that bad. This is most strange, I will admit. Still, you are right - we have barely any information on the subject. Their strength, weakness or what are they doing in our world in the first place."

As that happened, he soon buzzed and spoke into an intercom. "Please send in Colonel Tsernova," he ordered - ten minutes later, after being pried from the hands of her love - Valetina Tsernova emerged, being allowed inside and quickly saluting the President. The gathered people would note, that she was the same person who performed the rather 'big stick' policy to get them here. "Colonel. See if you can get into contact with the European states and ask if they could share any information with us. Dismissed."

Valetina, nodded and quickly exited the room. "Before you ask, she is Chief of Staff of the United States Air Force and Secretary of the Air Force. Since in all honesty, we have nobody else to fill that role. Plus, she helped many of the current men escape and save this Complex," he explained - on namely how a rather Russian looking woman, managed to get so high and already integrated into the US Government so quickly. "Plus, she was a pilot for the Russian Air Force, before getting stranded here - so she might have a way to contact the Euros. Last we heard, they were doing better than us."

After the initial meeting the President soon, found out that Tina was mute so she was assigned someone that can communicate in her stead as she could then focus on leading a small group of saboteurs to hit enemy lines. "Tina told me that, Aurora has been using a small train, to transport children off to a remote prison that they are using now as a training facility where they train them or rather brainwash them to fight for them. The train station could help us move troops and between the states faster and more efficient. And plus liberating these children would shine a better light onto our emerging nation."

When Tina spoke up or namely had her words translated to the President, the gathered people noted how...his facade of calmness broke for a moment. "Give me the location please...and prepare for a Combined Arms Assault," he ordered to the nearby Marine Guard. Indicating his extreme dislike of hearing children being subjected to such a fate.

World Status

2 years and 8 months after

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On the outskirts of New York two orcs stands glazing the wake of a recent battle between them and the world eaters. The battlefield littering with the death and destruction. Tired and exhausting kicking in they fall as the sweat and their blood pouring onto the cold pavement. "Are you ok there." The other says as he extends his hand to the other pulling him up. "It’s just the hundredth battle." He replies chuckling as he gets pulled up by the other. Taking a few slow steps as he pulls an axe lunged into one of the deceased, gripping it as he raises it the fresh blood dripping into his skin.

"FOR THE EARTH MOTHER!" He yells out following with a loud roar, the wreckage of the strange machines of the world eaters. But, before he could do anything he falls to the group coughing out blood, the wound that he got starting to flow. He falls near one of them a kid covered and crushed by the ruble, his cold blue eyes staring back at him, a familiar face staring back at him. "Earth mother when will this stop..." He question as his eyes grows heavy the image of his son the last time he sees before everything becomes dark.

The other orc stares powerless to do anything as his friend- No brother left him, leaving the burden of their holy crusade on his shoulders. Tears soon fell from his eyes the pain and suffering he experienced in this new lands could have made any orc, elf, human, or dwarf to insanity. But, instead of collapsing to the ground he takes out a small notebook, and a small pen.

He also pulls a knife as he draws blood from the two and writing their names and a brief summary of their journey together. Which afterwards gives a small prayer to the goddess as he moves on equipped with a face full of grief and sadness. This small tradition has now become a common practice for all orc veterans which in times would have a bag full of the books with some having detailed writings of someone's legacy. Their author destined to be forgotten unlike the dead that they wrote.

Several of these books would be recovered by earth's soldiers thinking that this would be full of valuable information later to knew that it was an account of the stories of several orcs who had died in the line of service. And with them several commentaries like. "Why is this happening?" & "Are we really fighting for our race and the goddess?" And several other questions.

Soon, unknownst to them the sparks of revolution have started with the tired orcs and men of the first crusade. They wanted to stop the war for good and have started talking and asking the people of earth their help.

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As they have continued on the stem of the horde have been cut for some time. The orcs have lost and as it seems the peace has come back until. They came, a horde of silver horses and on top were men of iron. The day started nice and easy as the nation went on to its own. Its citizens working and receiving food and education. Despite the war still raging on a sense of calmness on the air until the first of the horsemen came.

As the gunner fired and the barrels echoed. Several of them came, their mounts bracing itself as the bullets hits it reconciling to the sides as the thick skin proved its worth. As the tanks fired and hit the silver horses the explosion and the impact sent the rider away and destroying the front of the creature. But, instead of falling and dying it continuous as its feet stays intact.

Their noble charged and the unstoppable charge blasted and penetrated the defenders. Their riders swinging their weapons cutting and slicing the defenders. As a careful planned attack starts. Soon, dwarfs with a couple of orcs came out pulling a large contraption as the silver horse starts to leave the initial area using the tight area to herd the beast like soldiers of the USEA.

With haste they assembled the machine together. Revealing a new weapon as siege trolls exited the gate. Their commanding stomps reveal that war has arrived back inside Berlin.



It was a clear day for the inhabitants of the loyalist. Despite the heavy threat of those in the south with their special cargo. They were able to keep the tide from their homes. The soldiers where eating and keeping the border secured. Then the calls came in a massive army of the Hoji clan was found on the border.

It was strange because they were mobilizing and the men were getting ready for an invasion where the imperial replied with mobilizing and preparing the city of Hiroshima to repel the fanatic south. Then their she was the papal empress along with both of her brothers. They weren't bothering to keep themselves hidden which made the imperial forces of their intentions. Going back to the city thinking that several of their mech units have infiltrated the city.

Soon, hordes of soldiers search the various houses and buildings of Hiroshima trying to find the hidden mechs while the others manned the defenses. Then it came as fast as it came a large explosion rocked the city as a missile or something came from the heavens.

Shattering the land and destroying the compact defenders leaving a few alive to opposed to invaders. "ATTACK!" The Empress announces as the men and her troops charged into the confused defenders. Soon, Tokyo became rubble as the iron rods meant its target.

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The Berlin gate was still disabled, spewing forth numerous discards of electricity that can turn anyone to dust. The elves station with the Russians were rummaging on the ruins as they help as much as they can. The mana from before slowly fading away as the source has been cut up.

it was the right time to build up relationship with the modern humans. Then the notebooks that the orcs had were discovered revealing the testaments of over a thousand orcs that have question the war but, instead of being lost to the history they laid forth by Silvia as they ordered the elves in gathering the notebooks.

These letters were numerous and the tales they told was beyond horrible. They were treated as cannon fodder and food and water was seldom. They told tales of stories of several instances of how they found companionship with their enemies. Some even found their lives saved by them. Even tales of dwarfs being saved and have drank with the enemies.

@Wampower

The people of Britain island have armed themselves the flow of the invaders continues on and their king lies to be nowhere to be found. With every second losing the fragile hope that they kept to this time. Their hearts broken and full of fear as the orcs lay unopposed. Their military in scrambles and their navy sank. Now the citizens have risen up seeing the accursed ghouls their reward for their defeat.

They armed themselves and aim at their occupiers now a visible rage in their eyes as they resent the invaders and the king that left them but, they still hoped and believe that their king shall return.

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The various warlords of America have started to push and occupy several states America. like Texas, Florida and other various of the southern states of America. Accounts of child soldiers have been flying around and orcs helping or even helping Americans started have been vocal as of late.

Of course the handicapped vice president was outraged to hear the news of invaders having been helping the good folks of America not that they need the help. "HAH! are they blind they are just using them; they are just useful alive then dead hence they are still alive." and other various speculations with the strange arrangement as he looks around from his private cottage where he had a body guard every minute.

But, after a night once one of the guard entered to check up on the vice president only to see that its head was now resting upon the desk overlooking out of the window and his body now behind it staring at it a clean strike. The vice president was now dead the murder was clean with the culprit leaving no signs of his existence, even analyzing the how he was killed made no sense as the cut was too clean.




The mercenary has grown in numbers and boldness and power. Even attacking several of the United Alliance to Maintain Peace territories. Several of their territories have been raided and occupied by the raiders.



Soon, new york was flooded by humans of the empire. resuming and replacing the orcs from the first seat of power they have in the new world. Changing the area to that of a refugee camp of their as they secure the city from the world eaters. And with the ghouls working and slaving away in renovating their once beloved cities.

Soon, the shadow striders encountered the humans with shield in hand and gunners behind them. Their silver horses parading as the last of the hostile world eaters were pulled out of the city walls now guarded by the massive cannons of the empire. They have now secured New York and now using the massive city as their new capital, the capital of the great alliance of Titania.