[IC] Project Exodus

[Scarescrow]

USEA

Operation Retribution

Currently, the largest operation ever pulled by mankind’s history. With more than: 6 millions Phase 1 soldiers, 8 thousands Phase 2 soldiers (for C and D only), 4212 tanks , 4000 artilleries, 190 millions tons of ammunition, 4 millions horses , 475 thousands tons of fuel (76% of the total fuel reserved in USEA), 40 tons of gears and equipments, 342 transport airplanes, 3000 infantry trucks, 100 tons of napalm and Ricin gas, 760 millions tons of ration and hay, 400 field artilleries, 900 towed artilleries,

The operation will be divided into three phases. Phase 1, Spread and conquered. The troops will be divided into 4 battalions and begin to push in 2 main directions. A and B shall push toward Beijing and restored the border of USEA. Because of the battlefield mainly on valleys or plain fields, the A and B shall receive the military trucks. This forces will be focusing on blitzkriegs, killing all the Invaders they encountered. No rest, no pit stops, no health care. Endless march on the tropical atmosphere. Footsteps of millions men and women on the road, chiseled the brown earth until it reaches the bedrocks. The dead and the injured with their still warm bodies soaked the rock with their mutated blood.The unpleasant smell of decaying corpses attracts more Invaders, survivors, and scavengers. For the first four months, 978 035 phase 1 soldiers, 53 tanks, 745 artilleries had ceased to exist. But their life was worth as they had reached 83 percent threshold within 5 months of constant battling and marching without rest. And the only target remains, taking back the Fansipan as the dwarfs had installed canons around the peak of the mountain. Beside from that, there are also new types of enemies being discovered within military rank. And for the next 1 month of endless battle, the troops were successfully able to capture the mountain and finally accomplish unified the South Battlefront. Rumors of a land with safety, food, and clean water attracted the Chinese, Mongolians, and so much more to this land.

C and D shall push toward Bangladesh and fortified the mountainous region there. The force of C and D shall receive the majority of the air support as well as the artilleries to eliminate all enemies forces that may be presented and controlling these areas. Against USEA surprise, the battle here is much easier, seeing how the enemies seem to be much weaker as well as less adapted to the modern battlefield. Combining with the constant hammering and bombing of the artilleries and the bombing planes, the USEA was able to capture the Myanmar region. Now, the USEA is turning this place into a Fortress of Mankind. Stream of Indian and nearby survivors begin to flood the border, seeking chances for them to continue on with their lives

Resources gain and lost after the Operation "Retribution"

Gain:
+Land
+ 6 more major factories
+ 2 naval base
+ 50 000 tons of steel and iron ore
+ 23 tons of fuel
+ 153 tons of rations
+ 24 000 horses
+ 47 tanks
+ 2000 constructions vehicle
+ People
+120 dead Iron Heads’ corpses
+ 200 dead Constructs’ corpses
+ 10 Alive Iron Head
+ 2 alive Constructs

Lost:
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More than 4 million Phase 1 soldiers died
Lost 200 tanks
All fuels, rations, and equipment had been used

Phase 2: Wipeout
The group D shall begin to search and eliminate all the Invaders that are still presented in the region. With no more aiding from the others, the Invaders are suspecting to be dead very soon. And with that, the policy “Exterminating Aliens” shall be put into use through the agreement of the Counsel. Except for a few races, more specifically: the Leviathans, siege worms, war elephants, Constructs, and Iron Heads. But all of them could be eliminated if they created too much threat.

Phase 3: Building and Planting
With the newly acquired land and people, the government is forced to re-establish the infrastructure of the nation as a whole. New factories, roads, connection through cable, recreating the economic structure. The whole infrastructure is suspecting to complete in the next 5 to 8 years, as well as the local connection being re-established. These subjects had been discussed and currently put into the queues. These are expecting to create jobs and boost the newly established economy.

USEA had entered the battle for too long and had not made any significant progress toward completely shutting down all gates in the USEA’s borders. The only thing that the USEA seemed to be gaining is its technological advancement in collecting the enemies corpse. But today, the new council will begin their debate. But this time, a new player arise in the game of politics, the Warshall.

Political party debate( You don't have to read it, there is a summary down)

In a white room, where the location of the room is unknown, 100 holograms appeared on a table with names on it. And they stared blankly at the center, seemingly waiting for something or someone to appear.
And then, an old man in his mid seventy to eighty entered the room, accompanied by a group of heavily armed Phase 2 Soldiers. Each of them could easily take down a dozen or two Phase 1 soldiers with ease. In the battle, they are the elitist of soldiers. In peace, they are the best athletes. Honor and glory awaited them, yet in here they served nothing more than a meat shield. And in the circle was an old man, holding tight on his cane as he slowly makes his way toward the center of the room. The old man wears a formal suit, black tie, long pants, and polished shoes. But all of those fine attires could not cover up his growing ages, his white almost no pupils inside the pair of eyes, constantly shaking hands, unbalanced footsteps,... The man seems that he is more prepared to be buried deep under three feet of the ground than leading a nation. Despite that, he still takes his time to reach the center of the room.

Clearing his throat, the old man said with his shaking voice. “Well, to not wasting our time. I would like to hear the report of our past year accomplishments.” The old man nodded to his secretary. And behind him, the white screen appeared, carrying with it various information about the enemies.

“Just a few months ago, we were able to claim back our nation’s border. This had brought a huge relief to our nation on our resources. But with it, troubles that may further the damage between our nations. And it was simple, people and their stupid prejudices.”

The Prime Minister halted the screen behind him changed, revealing a picture of a long waiting line in a concentration camp-like station. Nearby, rows and rows of Phase 1 Guards are watching them like wolves among cattle. Some of the soldiers sexually assaulted many women and disregarded of their duties. And some stood there and did nothing. And for the Indian and Chinese, they squirmed like worms. Some tried to fight off the corrupted soldiers, only to make their skull to have a huge crack in them. It was a terrible scene to see. Imagine the picture of a woman being raped in front of her family, seeing her children crying while watching her husband getting beaten to death. And maybe, hundreds if not thousands more are happening. Yet, they still entered USEA’s border in order for safety and food, looking for a chance to survive while waiting

“ Although we had executed these ‘changing soldiers,’ this had caused problems within our populations. There are a few problems that we need to address.
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1. Should we allow these people to join?
2. To what extent of rights can they receive?
3. How should we assign them to their location?”

After a few weeks of debating, shouting, mocking, and chattering, the Counselor had finally made a decision about the future of the nation. Once again, the Prime Minister speaks with his shaking voice. He seems to be worse than before, constantly catching breaths as he tried to speak.

“ Well,...After the discussion, I had made my decision. We will allow these people to join, and they will receive full health care and jobs opportunities like us…” The old man raised his hand, signaling for others to wait before continue.“And even if that meaning making changes in our ideologies, educations, and culture. Then so be it. But we shall mix these people along with our people to ensure they shall become one of us….. The main language will be English, and we will abolish all other languages from now…. “

Murmurs begin to arise within the room as some Senators seem to be displeased with what is going to happen. But the remaining Senators still wait for the old man to finish his speech.

“And for the enemies, we shall make no deals with the orcs, the avians, leviathans, nor the naga. But, we shall begin treating well to the Iron heads and the Constructs.” The screen after him changed to a group of surviving Iron Heads and Constructs. Although they are still being held captive, they are now allowed to go around the city with a squadron of Phase 2 soldiers behind each of them.

And this caused an uproar in the Counsel as almost half of the council begin to shout at the Prime Minister, calling him as a “fool" and a “blinded old man." But the Prime Minister seems to be very adamant about what he had just said. In the discord that was soon followed by threats and mockeries, the old man continued his speech
“We had also created the new type of tanks and reconnaissance vehicles.”

These are weighted 70 tons and can travel 76 km/h on asphalt and 42 km/h on mud. Its basic length: 4,3 m; width: 3,2 m; height: 3m Armed with a 150 mm as the main gun, 50 mm double barrels mounted machine gun, 6 smoke launchers, 2 rockets launchers pods that can easily replace with grenade launchers with 36 grenades inside. And it has a 7,2 cm thick armor in front and 7,1 cm thick both sides. For now, it took the factory to spend at least 6 days to crank out one of this beast. But for sure, within 2 to 3 years, this monster would be produced within days.

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Meanwhile in another place, the USEA scientists are watching a man in a vial. Besides him, a board of information revealed.

Phase 3 (New Dawn):
Number of Phase 3 available: 1 success cases.

Abilities in normal mode:

Carry weight: Able to carried 2 tons
Speed: run 50mph for 12 hours straight.
Top Speed: 225 for 15 minutes before required to stop
Normal Punch: 1,8 tons
Regeneration: Can restore limbs within 12 hours. Almost immune to poison, cancer and tumor are successfully eliminated.
Height: 3 meters
Skin: could now block AP shells from rifles point blank
Muscle begins to form a second layer of fat to absorbs impacts.
Reaction time: 0,001s

Carnage mode:

Abilities in Carnage mode:

Carry weight: Able to carried 8 tons
Duration: 1 hours
Top Speed: 300mph for 15 minutes before required to stop
Normal Punch: 4 tons
Strongest Punch (currently): 9 tons
Regeneration: Restoring internal organs like lungs and heart within minutes if there is enough energy
Height: 6 meters
Skin: Enough to take 2 shots from the 150 mm turrets point blank.
Reaction time: 0,0001s (the fastest could react in 0,1s)

Armed:
The third phase. This soldier is armed with 10 level 4 heavy plated bulletproof vests combine with a type 3A bulletproof armor at limbs and kevlar gloves and military boots that are painted with special paint to deflect the head and avoid detection (the total weight of armor is 150kg). Because of this, this suit had provided these individuals an incredible amount of protection. They are also armed with the 2 M61 Vulcan strap to their right hands, and an ROKS-4 to their left (An improvement made by the USEA, these new type provided a harder fuel container, safer for the operator, and the fire can now fire from 120 - 150 m in an 85-degree arc and enough to maintain a fire for 5 minutes straight.) The fuel and ammo are contained in a large bag that weight 400 kg and attached to his back. This bag is also plated by a 1,5cm of steel. He will never be deployed unless the experiments to recreate his success. And a 50 cm long titanium machete

Weaknesses:
Extremely high upkeep: One Phase 3 soldier’s energy consumption is equal to 25 Phase 2 soldiers.
Lack of sexual organs

Major Breakthroughs:

The absolute extent of biological advancement that the USEA can create
Test on human

Summary

+ Allow the Chinese and the Indians to join the USEA
Begin constructing infrastructure
Begin creating a new type of tanks
Attempt to begin diplomatic relations with the Iron Heads and the Constructs
Begin recreating the economy
Changing USEA's ideology, cultures, and education to be suitable for the new population
Successfully create Phase 3 soldier.

[Hael Ignis]

Four months pass by after the scouting excursions, and with the four months, several things have happened. The major instances to report as a product of exploration was the creation of ties and the capturing of what would perhaps be a new ally. With the collection of items brought in from scout team 2's excursion, brought forth the advancement of several commercial and war products. Although most are in testing phase, better tomes and pistols were made, aswell as a few everyday household items and spells to match.

Along with development, came a moral boost as the sign of a new home was just up in the horizon. The once secluded kingdom of legend would live under the sunlight once again. Of course this didnt come without its most pressing negative, which was a war. Iana focused her time in moving the small kingdom with efficiency aswell as her Group known as the Kindled. They helped move along development, the move and other such things.

The people were afraid at first as to how things would be in the new world, wether or not they would accepted aswell as how they will live out their lives was very troubling to them. Luckily, the people were kind enough to help out the newbies. Whilst the commonfolk were to establish themselves, The Kindled began discussing on how to take back some of the land for their newfound allies and friends.

[DeletedUser9Gh7]

The dark fades as The New Dawn rises

A collab of @SantosGabriel77 and @WildMan13

The capital of The New Dawn

Within the frigid destroyed wastelands of The Valley of Serenity, the shaman visits a large one home to the people of the new dawn, a fierce warrior race that excel in the craft of war. And with him a group of well armed orcs that were exceptional bigger then regular sized ones. "Great shaman we have arrived." One of them speaks as they approach the iron gates of the camp. The shaman comes closer to the gates, bowing to show respect then he speaks his will. "I am a friend and I have come to ask for an alliance." He speaks as he stood up waiting for the gates to open.

Aldanian watches as his children played (:O his a parent). Two soldiers with armor gold as the sun speaks to Aldanian

"Sir, theres someone at the gate.."

Aldanian turns, he seems shocked that the orcs located their camp.

"How!? Alright I will come. Alweya stay here for a while."

Aldanian went to the gate and looked at The Shaman

"What brings you here!?"

"Oh mighty king of the dawn, I have come bringing an offer." He said humbly and proud as his warriors stands on guard, ever vigilant on the state of their situation. "As you have experience our world is undergoing catastropic changes, the likes everyone have not before seen." he continues explaining the situation to him as the others watched at the defenders station on the walls.

Aldian things about it, resources are indeed going down.

"I guess you are right!"

The gate opens with the sound of clanking gears and metal can be heard

"I am glad that you understand, king of the new dawn." he said as he makes his way inside, seeing for the first time the might and capabilities that the new dawn has, as rows of buildings greets the shaman, making him smile a bit as thay would be useful for the war effort. He awaits the king for his answer and so that he wouldn't do anything to offend himself.

Aldanian leads him to a room that leads to a storeroom of merchanisms.
The animuniculi would be being fixed by a few engineers.

"These are our top "Soldiers", also do not call me king we are all equal here."

"Top Soldiers"

He examines the animuniculi impressed by its design and how strong it looked. "How many do you have?" He asked as he looked glad with their soldier. "These soldiers of yours can turn the tide of the battle to our side." He mutters as he visualizes them in battle as an effective and versatile shock unit and along with the wolfs they could help them retake lost locations.

Aldanian explained the quantity.

"3.525."

Aldanian pulled a lever which revealed a army of centurions

He smiled at the sight at the massive army. "Can you teach us how to create our own." He asks as he looks at the battle ready warriors that the new dawn has, never has he seen or heard an army of contructs like this since the great war with the elfs and the contruct army that patrols contruct forge. "He was hoping to know the secret of the creation of this unit to intergrate them to the orc's army and for his own reasons.

Aldanian sense a high amount of naiveness..

"To create such contructs you would require immense knowledge.."

"The things that keeps this creation together are magic and steam, one wrong action can make this centurion to an easy target."

The centurions "Awake" ready for battle

"But, you can teach us?" He asks, as he watches one of them wakes up. The shaman sense the stereotypical argument that orcs aren't intelligent from the king's words . "I do not mean to offend my friend but, the orcs have the capabilities of learning if they are allowed to." he adds alittle offended "Its just that orcs choose a much simplily lifestyle." He ends as he waits for his responds.

Aldanian senses a few things about The Shaman.

"Well we can but the unique resources to make things are going down."

"We cant even make new automatons, you can try to make with "Basic" items but it won't work as effective as this"

"Teach us how and we will promise you reasources in return.) He proposses as a green fog arose from his hand, soon an ominous feel spreads around the room as he extends his hand. "The New Dawn will be needed to the aid of earth mother, do you answer the call oh great ruler?" He asks as he presents his hand. "Don't worry I will do no harm." He said as the numerous symbols and faces of other races were craved in his arm but, only to be covered in a green smoke after a second.

Everyone wore their masks and Aldanian called for Alweya.

"Meet my wife, Alweya."

Alweya summoned a ward spell to kinda resist the fog (TAKE THAT SHAMAN)
Alweya whispered to Aldanian

"Are you trying something?" Aldanian gazed into The Shaman

The shaman was confused as his fog disappered. "Yes I was forming the pact that will allow all of us to know that you are part of the alliance." the shaman explained quite anoyed of how these people don't trust the orcs. "I admit my forefathers have not showed kindness but, we are different from them, we have learned to embrace peace." he continues trying to append of his race innocents.

Alweya and Aldanian talked with eachother, whispering. Alweya drops the ward as Aldanian speaks
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"Very Well" He spoke

"thank you for understanding." He said as he sighs and soon the fogs comes back again as he raises his hand once more. He extends it to the king as he wishes to complete the pact. "After this Aldanian let me tour you to our cities." He proposes as he waits for him to accept the offer.

Aldanian nods as he calls a soldier, a steam lift (Elevator)'s gates open

"This way, Titiania's caverns are waiting!"

Aldanian and Alweya pulls the lever that leads them down to the underground cities of The New Dawn

The shaman follows the king, as he shows him the mightly city of their nation. Soon, he witness their famous steam engines that the legends seems to take about which was rumoured to beat or be on par of the secretive dwarfs of the high king. "He was impressed as most of the rumours where to be true for most of the time and with him being able to get them as an ally.

Aldanian shows them a little glass window
"They are natural caverns of The Valley of Serenity, our home here in Titania."

The elavator arrives at a platform with a floating steam ship in the side.

"They really destroyed our home." He mutters as he looks at the scars of devastation they witness when the world eaters forcefully ripped opened a hole to there home, as large cracks and on the top large pillars of lighting still roams the world. "This is the time when once past enemies much come together agaisnt a common foe." he says to the king with a determine look and tone. "Alone we will die but, together we are unstoppable." He ends as the lift continues to go down

Aldanian leads them to a portal

"We will launch an assault, soon."

Aldanian enters the portal.

The orc was impressed at the iniative that the New dawn are showing as they showed their plans on attack what seems to be a large water resevoir, which the orcs haven't gotten in their maps. "We will aid you and your conquest." he said awaiting for your confirmation. "Just grab my hand and tell me that you will join the alliance." He explains as he hand gets cover in a deep green fog, he extends his hand to you waiting for you to shake his hand, inorder to complete the pact.

Aldanian shakes his hand

"Glad to be working with you."

"Wise." He said as he grabs his hand and the fog creeps up to the king's hand and goes back to the orc, soon his eyes turns bright green as the fog gets absorbed by the shaman's hand forming a smoltering symbol of the new dawn on his arm. Soon, the cloud disappeared and the eyes of the orcs turns to normal as the mark has formally set itself on his arm. "I will send in troops to reinforce your people." He quickly said as he lets go of his arm. "tell me where we are gonna meet." He ends.

Aldanian smiled as he realized that he will be backed up.

"At The Gate my army will be waiting.."

Aldanian speaks with his men and soldiers

"Ok, my forces will meet you on the gate." He said as he leaves but, it feels as if something is wrong with the pact. "I will meet you the turn of the sun stone on the gate."

"i understand.." Aldanian looks at his plans about the famed water storage that will do lot of good.
Aldanian then talks with his men about the Orc.

he day ends as a large group of orcs gather around the siege troll of the shaman, their eyes fixiated on the shaman with weapons in hand and with makeshift armor to match. "Proud defenders of Titania." He starts proudly as he stands on top of the his loyal mounth. "A brother is in need of our help, they will attack the world eaters and claim a key position." he continues with the same tone. "A large water resevoir, that can restore our lack of water, epitome to the survival of our people." He continues raising his voice with every word. "LET US TAKE IT FOR US!, LET US TAKE IT TO WEAKEN THE WORLD EATERS!!, LET US TAKE IT FOR EARTH MOTHER!!!" He yells out with ferocity, raising the morale of the orcs and making them more determine to attack, making them chant "earth mother." In return as they bang their weapons increasing the volume of their chant.

The next day

The orc army makes its way to the gate of the New dawn, with them are raptor, siege trolls and other various siege beast, the sounds of the war drums echo throughout the tunnel, getting louder and louder with every passing time.



Aldanian and his wife Alweya with a two battalions of armed soldiers with crossbows and swords. And escorted by large centurions with steam coming out of their body

"We are ready!"

Aldanian and the others stand in a formal formation.

The shaman stands from his podium on top of his siege troll. "Welcome my friends." He said extending his hands to his sides as you can see the numerous orcs that have hastily joined his army, mustering around hundreds of orcs in half a day. His siege beast was decorated with shorch marks and scars that it earned in battle and in its hands an large black cannon, which is obviously has seen numerous battles in its lifetime. "We are ready." He responds as the orcs fall in line.

In the modern world

A large group of humans, are guarding the dam needing the power generated in it for the war effort. "have you heard, we liberated the capital." One said as he pops out a small one as he smokes a cigaree. "Its hard knowing since most communications don't work or lagging all of the time." he responds as he peeks out from the bunker on top of the dam seeing smoke on the horizon as a nearby villages gets attacked by the orcs.

The New Dawn begins their attack. The centurions are terrifying due to a little mods added by the engineers.
Aldanian and his troops divided. Some assisted the orcs with the villages but Aldian was going straight for that piece of technology.

The centurions' armor are bright as the sun and eyes blue as crystal skies. Aldian pulled out his staff iradiating strange energy by the second.
He charges to the guards.

The men quickly shamble to fortify the dam quickly laying down fire from above at both your forces and the orcs. "ITS THE ORCS, ITS THE ORCS!" One of them yells out as the gunners started peppering the attackers, soon your forces and the orcs are starting to suffer losses. Once the devastating sound of artilery echoes from the distance slamming a large chunk of our forces in one go. One of the rounds almost hits you before the shaman siege trolls goes infront of it hitting it with his cannon which miraculously survives the impact.

"FOR EARTH MOTHER." The shaman yells out as the troll aims at the dam firing hits used cannon to the defenders, showering them with a rain of iron, sheding them as the round explodes just above them. The other trolls soon followed as they get closer to the dam. The orcs on the other hand either went to the sides or in the front. The orcs on the front started climbing the dam while the orcs on the sides were assauted by the garrison.

Aldanian underestemated the humans and now he knew that full-force is needed.
Aldanian looks at his engineers that were in the back line and nods at them
The centurions' eyes grow brigter and they recite the following phrase

"In the name of Titania and my creators.."

"I shall not yield nor surrender until the objective is done.."

The centurions then became deadly. Magical cannons that shot out magical projectiles launched at the remaining humans.
The soldiers went berserk and pulls out their crossbow and asists the orcs at the side. The bolts blew infront of the humans as it made contact of impact.
Aywela and a couple of mages summoned a dark purple sky, an illusion to the humans. Then the real battle appears.

Amidst the fog of the mountains of Nevada a presence would emerge. Flying steam ships! The ship's magical cannons fired. Half of human defences could not go against
this power. Soldiers drops down and slaughters those who would not run or drop their weapons. The batttle was turning up but this was not the only things.

Cybrog horses with trails of flame following them appeared from the distance their red eyes was something to see.



The humans were losing, because they didn't planned for an attack of this size, with the lack of tanks, anti-air, and any kind of reinforcements, they fell prey to the joined new dawn and the orc army. Their forces were bombarded by the air ships, almost destroying the brigde as cracks around the sturcture resulted and with them a few water leaks erupted. But, still they fought on as the artileries kept on firing, while the gunners kept on firing, but in the end they surrendered raising their arms to the air.
The day was won by the army of Titania, now that they have a land and a new location in earth. After the humans were rounded off the shaman approached aldania. "You have shown that you are an ally that we can trust, I leave this under your hands." He said as he goes down from his troll, now with a new scar to add for his collection. "Tell us if you need our help in building and setting up."

"Thank you for the offer.." Aldanian stared into the mountains of Nevada, for the sun has risen.

Battle Report (The New Dawn only)

Centurion Casualties: 4

Soldier Casualties: 31

[Jangel13]

Time passage 1 year and 8 months...

Now given purpose argonious set his sights tip increase the population of their tribe and make them ready for the inevitable losses to come. They were once a true that had simply survived in their home but here under the concept of a full blown war everyone was given new purpose. They were a neutral tribe that had simply defended their territory in the past but now they are able to go on the offensive and strike against a truly worthy opponent.

Argonious had told everyone to use their next heat cycle to the fullest. As werewolves even they had the tendencies of canines and as such the females had a great cycle and they produced litters instead of having a single pup. During this time the alpha also informed the orc that they would be taking up now space and begin more tents. They had gotten what they needed and now a small forest was growing by the wall giving them ample defence and a sense of safety for everyone. By the end of the 4th month many new pups are born. Each are born unable to see or hear and weigh a couple of pounds the females give birth to underdeveloped pups and as such it relies on the mother to take care of them during this time the men made sure to give the first meal to the females that have given birth to the puppies, their litters usual go up to around 4 or 5 pups. This alone ensured a huge population boost even if they aren't able to join them in hunts or study.

By the 8th month the pups have begun walking their eyes fully formed and they're easts open. They stand on their own legs and are able to speak a few phrases with clarity. Werewolves develop quickly as they aste meant to grow fast so they can hunt on their own. Usually at this time the mother's would go out and teach their pups to hunt, nothing dangerous more around mice and small animals. Once they have gotten used to the feeling of running at full speed and changing from human to werewolf form they are then given their roles In the tribe.

Mist of the males are taught by their fathers to hunt and fight soon they can become hunters. Those that showed a heightened intellect were given the chance to become alchemists and most of their females were given the roles of shamans and those that didn't show the aptitude for it were simply able to stay home and be wives.

With this assignment of roles the alpha took a headcount. They now had 300 warriors, 150 alchemists, and 70 shamans. Their tribe can grow exponentially if left unchecked which was why in the past he and the betas would be the only ones breeding so they didn't overpopulated but now they didn't need those safe guards now that they were at war.

[Wildman13]

Show of Force

Collab between @Wildman13 and @Jangel13

The day that the march was going to be held was now, the orcs well rested and trained were now prepared and ready for the campaign to come but, as the orcs were about to continue their drills a lone and wounded messager stumbled around the gates. His left arm was gone, and large trinkets of blood was pouring from his stomach, the extent of his injuries was too much for whatever medicine that’s available to them and making sure that he will die in the next few minutes due to blood loss.

"Get me to the shaman." He weakly said as he comes ever closer to death’s touch and as he had asked, two orcs carried him to where the shaman is. "My liege I bring dire news." He said bowing down urging the two that carried him out of the room. "We are under sieged, the pillar city of Neyon is under attack and in time it will be lost." He explains coughing out blood in the process, catching the shaman off guard due to his news.

"We need reinfor..." The orc tried to say before he stumbles to the ground dead. "Call for an emergency meeting!" He loudly commanded as the guard outside makes his way to inform the council members of the situation.

In the wolf village a runner was dispatched carrying with him a scroll calling for the alpha. "You are to be called alpha, there has been a crisis." He said as he bows down paying respect as he explains the situation

Argonius was munching on some meat when the messenger came. He finished his meat before he grabbed the scroll as he was told that it was an emergency. When he swallowed his meat, he sighed and gestured for his beta bodyguard to come with him.

He walked towards the command tent once more and he moved through the guards and went to the table setting the shaman in a panic wondering what could have happened to call an emergency meeting

As the alpha entered the room, he sees more characters than the last one present in the council namely, an female elf with long black hair carrying a bow the same size like what the orcs uses, An dwarf in workshop attire, an weird looking helmet while holding a silver gun like the last one but, longer and much more deadly looking than the previous ones. Aside from the other two new members there’s a small girl that seems to be completely made out of silver and with a dead pan look, she stares at the map and finally the orc shaman seems to be there with them reading report after reports in front of him but, he seems to be very worried.

He sees you and with a long sigh he quickly fixes his posture and starts the meeting. "Change of plans." He sadly said as he points at what seems to be a gate in the middle of the incomplete map. "We must retake and secure the gate before we can continue the campaign in the iron plains." He explains as he rearranges the chess pieces in the map placing creatures that were designed to look like you, to where he plans where your forces will go to wait and to attack from.

Argonious looked around and noticed that there were new people he couldn't help but notice the attractive female knife ear, but he decided not to stare. He noticed the short one dressed as if ready to work and finally a girl made of silver which confused him.

He then looked to the shaman as he seemed worried as he pointed out a gate on the map that he said needed to be secured. He was saying they needed to play defense and Argonious knew that if there was one thing they could do is hold ground indefinitely.

He then sighed and said "is that all? It can't be hard I think the short ones can handle securing the gate if not then my shamans can be more than enough to defend it" he said as if this was nothing to worry about

The council looks at you with a confused look, but remembering that this is going to be your first mission against the world eaters, so they just released a small sigh in response. "Overconfidence’s will get you killed." The elf girl said placing a saw-off shogun on the table. Take it as a gift and if you want to learn how to use it ask little trigger happy there.” She continues, directing you to the dwarf which response by giving off a long-annoyed look then after gets back to work as he tinkers an iron box.

After the whole ordeal was done the shaman picks up four wood chess pieces in the map. “I have called you here because speed would be the deciding factor in this battle. “He said explaining the situation. “Rosa, I need you and your men to secure and eliminate all world eaters on the northern line.” He said pointing at the elf which quickly nods in agreement.

“Now for you Clocking, I want you and your machines to punch through the center of the of the city, there you will link up with Rosa and the wolfs that are going to attack the east.” He explains placing the chess pieces on where they will move, meet up and launch their attacks.

He raised an eyebrow as they merely sighed in response. They had no idea what his shamans could do with viable dirt and seed. They don't understand just how powerful his shamans could be when they have all the conditions met to use their powers. When he was offered the odd-looking stick, he picked it up wondering what it was.

It looked weird but from what he could tell it used powerful powder which the short one would know more than about but weapons like these were handicaps they relied on their own strength. He put it back down as he listened to them talk about the plan.

Argonious then asked "Is their viable dirt in this land? If so my shamans can create an earth wall to defend and reinforce the gate itself" he asked wanting to know if he could send shamans to show their power

"The land is viable for some of our crops to grow in, but they do not grow in full length." He answers suggesting that the orcs have done the same thing. "And I suggest that you follow the plan for now. " He follows as he looks at the silver girl. "No, we will not join." She answers. making the shaman to sigh in disappointment. "There are three confirmed armies that would be attacking us, supported by their iron dragons." He said orientating you all on the enemy.

"Because of this keep yourselves alive and run once smoke has been slighted." He said as he ends the meeting urging the others to start preparing for the battle to come.

He listened as he said that was viable for crops and that was all he needed to hear. Then the silver girl said they wouldn't join talking about odd iron dragons which sounded exciting and he would envy the beta that would be a part of the fight. He heard that there would be 3 armies that would be attacking and that meant that he would need to send more than a hundred of his beasts this time.

He then stood up and said "I'll send more of my men this time around to help with the armies. All I need time for my shaman and they can create the defense you need" he said as he left with a sigh as he went back to his territory to get everyone ready for their first big fight.

The dwarfs can be seen preparing up their war machines, their iron carts serving to shock enemy forces and to deal as much as possible. Then the elf starts gearing up, getting what seems to be weird looking spears (rifles) and other various thing. Ready for the upcoming battle to come.

Argonious had organized 200 of his brothers and sent a good 10 shamans with the attack force. He had two betas organize the forces he had even came up with a speech.

"Today will be our first fight, our first major fight in ages!" They all cheered and roared ready to fight. He continued with "today we show all of our allies what we can do! Show them our ferocity! Show them our pride! Show them no one can match us when we take land for our own!" He yelled, and the roars were deafening no doubt scaring those even at the far side of the camp. Once they all cheered they got prepared to move out...

The collective roar of your people has riled up the surrounding people and your other fellow comrades. "DID YOU HEAR THAT, COMRADE!" The Drawf commander yells out firing out a volley of their experimental weaponry echoing through the tunnel.

But, as the sound traveled to the elf squad a barrage of five consecutive shots erupted from her location deafening those who were close and showing power in one go.

"We're going to match." The elf declares summoning the others for the battle, gathering them near one of the gates. Soon, the drums of war start beating as large humanoid creatures with fortifications on top were built on top of it makes their way to the staging area.

Argonious smirked as he heard their comrades getting riled up themselves. As much as Argonious wanted to go to the front lines he needed to stay behind so that he could talk as the leader during a council meeting besides he trusted his betas implicitly. His brothers and sisters got suited and ready to go and they all went to the gate to join up with the main force.

Argonius would have to wait till a major battle would come before he could go to the front lines himself. He did follow his betas to the gate and watched them leave for battle. If his shamans can find the earth spirits in the iron plains they would no doubt have an incredible advantage and would be able to create the defenses they so needed for the gate.

As you entered the gate, the ruins of buildings greeted your eyes, once as high as the sky themselves. Though the sigh was breathtaking the ground that you seek is nowhere to be found, the land was covered in a sheet of iron and a substance not known to your people.

"Minutes after, the walls of the nearby structured exploded into a million fragments making it rain iron and rocks to the nearby men, near them. Soon, after a few minutes the next one round falls right in front of the armies. Spreading iron fury around but, fortunately wasn’t powerful enough to kill anyone, as it wounded a few of beta’s men and the dwarfs in one go.

The current beta that was on the front lines was named Jiao and he had dark blue fur and scars across his chest. He looked around seeing everything clearly before explosions got everyone antsy. He gave a loud howl and it signaled for them to move. All them got on all fours and ran as fast as they can, easily topping the speed of a normal car in seconds as they went looking for a tree or a shrub or any green that could be used to contact the local spirit.

Their shamans were powerful of that there can be no question but, to use that power requires conditions to be met beforehand...

As far as you traveled in the city, the greens, and the primed land that you desired have already been torched or put ablaze.

until you arrived in what seemed to be an orc farm growing an unknown fruit or crop that you haven't seen before.

They kept running and Jiao was about to give up until they found an abandoned orc farm. It was covered in odd fruits that they haven't seen before, but the point was that the plants had taken root to the ground allowing their spirits to be contacted by the shamans.

He ordered the warriors to protect the area before he moved forward with a shaman and had her get to work. She got on her knees and started to chant as if breathing life into the fruit itself urging it speak. And just like before, explosions and an iron rain, rains down on your people wounding some of your people in respond but, the spirit has been connected to the shaman.

"Hello." It weakly responds "Who are you?" It continues still weak as ever. "It’s been awhile since anyone talked with me. "It muttered like it was if it was blind.

He growled ordering his brother to keep covering and just defend the area. They needed time and if they didn't get it then it would be for nothing.

The shaman smiled at the little spirit as if they were in their own world. She was covered in silver fur indicating her connection to spirits. She held out her hand to the spirit "hello little one, my name is Jirah. You don't need to be afraid, I'm here to help you. Your home seems to be covered in all this lifeless stone, if you help I can make your strong again" She offered being kind and acting motherly as only a woman could.

"A valiant effort Jirah." It said as weak as ever but, a hint of sadness in her words. "But the great tree has been cut, the fountain of young has been destroyed and the world stone that holds the world has been sliced in half." It continues explaining the state of the world.

"The age of machinery and innovation has been brought and the world bled dry, I'm afraid the age of fairy and nature is gone." It continues saddened with this reality. "I cannot help, the essence of which we thrive has left this world." She explains and for a moment it turns weaker than before.

She listened as the little spirit explained that machinery has taken away everything and has ruined the world. The age of fairies was gone she said but, Jirah shook her head. "If you promise to help me and the others dress like me I promise that you will have a forest again. You will be able to see trees and flowers flourishing again. We are from a world where we preserve nature." She said moving her hand forward and gently stroking the spirits hair "I promise if you help we will make a bunch of trees grow so you can have friends to play with, will you help me?" She asked softly

The fairy was moved by her compassion and her kind words to the point where she almost cried. "I will help you, but I can only muster enough essence to help you, so please use me once." She explains how to use her effectively. "And after all of this is done, I have a request to make." She continues as ever before with a deep sadness in her words.

She smiled wide at the spirits willingness to help. This was why women were so much better at being shamans since they were the closest to pure souls that could make pacts with the spirits. When she said she had a request to make Jirah smiled and said, "Of course dear after we are finished with our fight I will listen to your request and get everyone to work on getting those trees up." she said brightly.

She then held out her hand and as she did the spirit kissed her palm bestowing the blessing of what she could muster. Once she was given the spirits permission she gently placed the spirit back on the leaf and said, "Once we are done I'll come back" she promised. She went over to the beta and explained that she got the blessing and the other shamans would be free to share the power. The beta then got everyone to move to the gate and set up their defense.

As they left the spirit smiled a sorrowful smile as she bid farewell. "I hope that the last of my life essence, be useful to you." She said as she slowly fades away. "I wish that you would still be here by the time I die." She said ever growing weaker, as bits and bits of her essence falls to the ground and with it a small fairy emerge with it.

"Hello there little one." She said patting the head of the infant like a mother to her children. "And don't blame the humans there is good in them." She said as she no longer can see then wolfs anymore.

They ran forward as now they have gotten used to the sounds of explosions as gave then to avoiding the falling debris. They kept moving till they found the do called gate the alpha talked about. He then ordered everyone to push the humans back while the shamans serrated to build the wall back up once more...

The dwarfs were firing their guns at the humans, releasing volley after volley of rounds at the so called "world eaters", taking cover to avoid the fierce exchange they try their best in order to survive. "Took you long enough!" One of the dwarfs yelled out as he finally sees the beta's group. "What are you waiting for, help us!" He continues to yell, as he gets pinned by a million bullets, shredding his cover bit by bit. Soon, long rods of steel flies in the skies, hitting the side of the walls of the surrounding buildings, launching a lot of debris to the ground, crushing orc and dwarf alike as concrete slabs lands on the ground.

Soon, large iron boxes make their way to the front line, bringing with them destruction and the collapse of the makeshift defenses further in the front, and by time they would reach your location, as the pillars of smoke gets increasingly nearer as time goes by.

The beta hot on the wall and saw the situation quickly deteriorating. He knew that they needed to turn the situation around, so he noticed the long metal rods attacking their walks were coming from the odd steel boxes moving towards them. He roared out to the shamans to focus on the metal boxes. They then started to chant as wisps surrounded each of them and the ground began to shake before trees suddenly appeared from the ground throwing the metal boxes into the air and dropping till they were broken or exploded.

Then in their confusion when the fires stopped the beta and the other warriors charged through the lines slashing the world eaters proving they were the epimity of shock troopers pushing back the line...

The humans unprepared for such an attack were completely off guard by the loss of their tanks making them turn tail and run firing bullets after bullets at the wolfs that were following them. The hail of bullets eviscerated some of them as he charges in but, it was not enough to deter them as the humans quickly ran out of bullets and were not fast enough to escape leaving themselves to the mercy of the wolves.

The wolves charged forward and those that the humans caught were either eaten or tied down. They are the men but the women they kept for the tribe, so they can further breed. Once the place was clear the beta made a loud howl in victory and so did all the others as if cheering for a successful hunt. The beta turned to the short one and yelled from the ground "minimal casualties and you have a new wall. Are we done here?"

"It’s not done yet." Says the dwarf still vigilant with what the world eaters had in store, as he looks out in the distance over the lost section of the city that they lost to the world eaters. Out on the distance, numerous batteries were getting readied, aiming at the key locations around the gate and with a symphony of devastation, the first wave of rounds was fired releasing an explosive noise as it leaves the barrel.

"You can't win." One of the females said as several explosions rings out in the distance rapidly making its way towards you. "TAKE COVER!" A dwarf panicky yelled out making the elves and the dwarfs to dash into the ruins in search for cover. The sweep of destruction was breathtaking as waves of buildings gets consumed in flames, painting the scenery with a crimson paint.

The beta looked forward trying to find what they meant before they saw the metal boxes fire things at their walls devastating it. He heard the female say they couldn't win and he growled saying "then watch carefully" he said simply before he yelled "scatter and charge!" And at that command the werewolves scattered into small groups.

They had speed and strength and were able to command across distances they didn't need to be in one large group to be effective. They then charged towards the batteries making sure to dodge the gun fire as best they could till they got past their defensive lines and started to kill the ones inside the metal beasts as they continued their devastation of the enemy forces

As your men arrives at where the batteries were firing from, you are greeted by a what seems to be a small but, well-guarded fortress and seems to be staffed well and well equipped. Seeing your men easily emerged from the cleared surroundings they started firing their weapons at you in a desperate attempt to keep you away from their artillery. And after a minute or so since the fighting started the batteries inside stopped firing and with the sounds of the engines turning on the number of men started to decrease as time passed by.

Soon, after many of your kind had died you were able to get in close to the defenders, clawing and biting your way into victory, and after a few more desperate resistances the camp was cleared but, the batteries were no longer there in sight.

They lost a lot of their brothers thankfully they kept their shamans behind, but their warriors were the ones to charge. They lost well over half their original fighting force, but they were able to do it. They rid the world eaters of their fortress and they would claim this as their own surely the alpha would be pleased that they have always claimed a home in this world. Once the beta was sure that the batteries and men were gone they gave a loud howl in victory once again the howls but it wasn't as loud as before.

The shamans turned to the short one and translated "they took their fort. It belongs to us now. Now do you understand our strength?"

He laughed at the sight of the wolfs on top of fortress and the dead humans hanging by the walls. "This fort has always given us trouble." He said hastily as he sits on the ground. "Finally, some needed rest." He continues as he extends his hand to you. "The name's Frost, Frost Hammersplit." he introduces himself quite tiredly. "and it looks like we can't underestimate your kind." He remarks.

But, the captured female overheard the conversation and laughed in defiant as she looked at the results. "Count the dead." She said with a defiant look. "We never planned to hold this outpost." She continues with the same tone. "We lost a few this day while you suffered lots." Ending with a grin on her face looking at you in the eyes. And to a point she was right as your dead litter the floor but, only a few dozens of the humans lay dead on the walls and even fewer women were captured and in chains.

The shaman smiled at the short one as he laughed and said that the fort was giving them trouble for a long time. He then introduced himself as frost and she said "Jirah eldest shaman and no you shouldn't" she said with a smirk before she heard the female nearby.

She jumped down from the wall and said "maybe but you just given us land and that's all we need to beat your kind. I imagine that few of your world eaters expected the very earth to fight against you, did you? Mock all you like you won't be beating us anytime soon" she said before picking up the woman and giving a loud howl. A few warriors came back and started to take the captive female to the fort where the beta was.

She then informed a shaman about heading back to the spirit, so she ran quickly to go back to the farm and hear the spirits last wish while the beta went o work picking up the dead and carrying the women into the fort to finish the day.

After getting to the farm, you can see that the strange plant was rotting, but beneath it was a bunch of different smaller plants. The orc farmers were surprised at first celebrating at marvelous sight that was once their nightmare. "Finally, their growing." One of them cheerly said as he looks at the once desolated fields and after a while he sees you just around the distance.

"You did this right?" He asks, as he makes his way to you. "I just want to say." He continues as he gets closer to the shaman and without warning he knees down. "I thank your kind lady." The orc thanks you whole heartfeltly, waiting for your response.

The shaman got close to the farms and noticed that the strange plants were rotting but now their were many smaller ones in their place. She was surprised a bit as an orc farmer came over to thank her profusely even going so far to kneel down which made her a bit uncomfortable. She laughed nervously and shook her hands as if trying not to claim the spotlight.

"Please don't thank me this wasn't my doing it was the spirits they are just starting to take back the land. All I did was encourage them" she said before she went back to the plant she talked to before and said, "please give me some alone time with the plants" she said waiting till the orc left and she once again called for the spirit since she needed to give proper thanks and all what their wish was.

"Welcome back, Jirah." The fairy said weakly, as her body seem to have mostly faded away and surrounding her was a large group of smaller but, brighter versions of her. They stare silently at you, while they slowly peek from small rocks and plants covers, which made the weak fairy laughed in as she looked at their innocents.

"I'm glad you were able to reach me in time." She continues as she urges you to come closer to her. "Hear my wish, my savior and please do everything you can to accomplish it." She follows as she bits of herself starts disappearing, her conditions continued to deteriorate, getting worse by every second that passed. "I wish that the humans learn." She wished as most of her body has vanished.

"And yes, I'm taking about the ones you call the world eaters." She quickly adds so that you won't be mistaken. "The Humans are good, and they are naturally good to begin with so keep them safe." She ends as her body has completely vanished, and with a content smile she finished the wish only waiting for your answer.

She smiled gently as she saw the fairy starting to die but with many smaller and brighter children. When the fairy urged her closer she did and held out her hand letting the fairy rest in her hand for her final moments.

She explained that she wanted Jirah to promise that the humans on this side understood what they were doing she said so with such a smile that it bribes Jirah heart. She took a shaky breath before saying "I promise, they will learn. We will find a way to show them you yet live" she said referring to all fairies live her. When she gave her answer she watched as the spirit completely vanished leaving only the little ones behind.

She looked at the little ones and said "don't worry you all will get bigger really soon. The earth will come back" she said softly

"Thank you Jirah." She said, as she fades away leaving behind a smile that was so sweet and sincere. The little fairies cried in surrounding where she was trying to find where she was supposed to be but, she was no longer here in this world. To the little ones they still believed that she was there only hiding but, after minutes of searching, they couldn't find her anywhere making some weep and cry.

They turn to Jihan for answers. They still couldn't speak so when they made their way to you all you can hear was noises and other various sounds. Some pointed while others kept on talking. While the strange plant continued to rot for good.

She couldn't help but let a stray tear fall as she watched the little ones try to look for their fallen mother. She waited until their attention was focused on her she then moved her hands and cupped all the little spirits in her hands and said "don't cry little ones. She is not truly gone she still lives inside each of you do not give in to despair" she said softly with a smile.

She then chanted a few words and her wrists glowed showing the power still left inside her from the spirit. Once they saw she said "so long as I live then so will she. If we live, then she will still live" she said softly trying to encourage them to live

As you tell them the truth, they bow their hearts in sadness, while some sat down and hugged their feet. But, some stayed strong and stood where they were and with a simple but heavy nod they accepted the truth. But, they didn't stay sad for long as they go to your and embraced you with their tiny bodies. They will live, and just like their mother they will stand strong with the teachings of their late mother.

She watched each of them react in different ways some with sadness others with grim determination. Jirah smiled wide as they all came to her and hugged her in silent promise to follow their mothers example.
She used her hands to gently hug them back before saying "come little ones I have a new home for all of you that will let you grow big and strong" she said knowing that on such a small farm they would be forced to stay their size but her and the other shamans will begin forestation, so they can grow into mighty trees.

The fairies’ nods in agreement, still saddened to the demise of their mother but, they accepted the shaman's offer waiting for her next move. But, before they leave they gather around gathering sticks and stones from the ground alighting them and straightening them up as they make a small grave for the fairy. After finishing it they gathered and soon a sad but, gentle humming began. It carried with it a heavy feeling to anyone's heart while calming it down, a melody that felt so heavenly while feeling so lonely, it remembered Jirah a little hint of the late fairy.

She smiled watching as they prepared the grave for their mother which was so heartbreaking that Jirah struggled not to cry. The little ones were growing up so fast. She took a deep breath to keep her composure as she carried each of them with her back to their new home.

In the fort that the werewolves now claimed they had gotten to work burying the dead. They found whatever dirt they could and buried all of them. They had enlisted the help of the dwarves in blowing up the earth, so they could bury their honored dead properly without the hindrance of this odd black earth. Wherever they buried one of their dead they also buried a seed on top of them as they believed that the dead never truly left. They would be subsistence for the plants that would soon take back the earth.

"I don't know them but, they fought wonderfully." Frost said to the beta as he looks at your dead. "We all lost something important in this war and it looks like that’s not going to end any time soon." He continues as he takes a seed and places in on one of the dead as a deep sign of his respect. "You saved us there and you bought the fight back to them, if we had you in the beginning then the war might not have turned like this." He said as he makes sure that the seed is in place. "For that the Hammersplits will lend you our aid." He said as wagons after wagons arrived with them a battalion of dwarfs and with them artilleries.

"We will take control of a nearby abandoned outpost and we will be your eyes and shields in this engagement." He says as he leaves going to the other dwarfs to instruct them but, before he leaves he says. "And do come by if you are hungry we have meat with us." He playfully said as he goes back to his people, leading them even further the concrete jungle that the world eaters thrive in.

The beta had finished adorning another grave with a seed as he listened to the short one, no, as he listened to the dwarf. He listened as he respected their dead and offered to protect them by taking control of a nearby outpost to be their eyes and ears. He gave a nod as he said to come by sometimes he put a fist to his chest and said, "may the earth welcome you on your journey" he said giving a traditional farewell to of he would call a brother. If nothing else, they proved how strong they were and world no doubt proves invaluable in the fighting to come.

Once they were gone Jirah came back with the spirits. She then put them down nearby the graves and gestured for them to take root on top of the graves. She made sure each one was nearby, so they wouldn't feel lonely but with all the space and the dead bodies for nutrients they would no doubt grow large and strong. She said, "now make yourselves comfortable and grow as large as you want I'll make sure you are all taken care of" she said with a smile as the rest of the shamans started to call to earth Alling for it to envelop their new fortress and make it even stronger than before. Their concrete and wood forts would require immense force to bring down and they found it unlikely the world eaters would put so much effort towards a stronghold they didn't even want.

The captured women were put into a holding cell inside the fortress while everyone got ready to make this place into a proper home for them.

[Liotrent]

UNITY

a collab between @Necroknight and I

The warm sun that showered the coasts of Japan earlier in the morning slowly disapeared over dark foreboding clouds that signalled the coming of rain. The air was moist and cold while the sea churned a little more with the mild wind.

The coasts of Tokyo lay seemingly quiet, dead bodies of Naga and Imperials litter the sandy beaches with more dead Naga than there were dead Japanese and the beaches and docks covered in craters and charred ground where fires used to burn. Amongst the dead, the Imperials waited quietly, laying booby traps, and nests of machine guns and mortar pits with the now empty buildings serving as temporary watch towers and bunkers for the Japanese. One such building was overlooking the horizon when a sail caught the eye of a sentinel.

The boat was small, clearly not military, though it seems from his dusty, old, world war two era binoculars he saw that it was, in fact, loaded with military personnel. He yelled a whisper, down one of the hallways of what used to be a resort with many bedrooms, the rest of the men down the hall passed the message amongst eachother until it reached the dedicated radio placed near the rear of the building for a quick exit. The message was as follows:

"Possible friendlies approaching in a small civilian sail boat, hold your fire!"

They watched its slow approach as they witnessed the first drops of rain that covered the dull terrain and heard the loud crack of thunder echoing in the distance.

The sail-boat soon stopped near one of the empty docks - as men slowly got off the vessel. One of the gathered men, looked more important than the others. Namely, as any of the Imperials could see - that he wore the typical uniform of a European-style officer. Combined with a decorated jacket and a General' hat.

The man in question, slowly directed his men to shoulder rifles and scout out their approach - men whom wore also something that one might found on an European, than anybody from the mainland. It likely meant two things - namely one, either the remains of the Russian' navy had made land here. Or more likely, although equally surprising - soldiers from Ezo had come here.

Either option seemed a good one, especially if they had somebody with them that looked high on the chain of command - plus the military equipment could be useful as well.

A voice yelled out echoing across the dock, "Don't move! The place is booby trapped, we'll have our sapper guide you through!" as quickly as it was said, a three man team consisting of a rifle man, a submachine gunner, and what looked to be another rifleman with a large pouch strapped to his belt off to the side came running out. They wore Imperial uniforms, Plain Khaki, their helmets covered in leaves and twigs, and their faces painted to blend in to the shadows.

They ran in patterns criss-crossing the dock as many of the traps rellied on tripwire. They also stayed low to the ground going cover to cover ensuring that if the enemy were to show up they'd at least be in decent cover to retaliate. When they finally reached the boat they saluted and introduced themselves promptly as Private Ishikawa Nui as the designated marksman, Corporal Takei Shinji as the point man and designated machine gunner, and Private Tamayo Akira as the squad sapper. They explained that they had to be quick but careful, expressing the need to get back towards on of their strong points.

The 'General' in question saluted them back. Namely addressing himself as Secretary-General Resak - or namely THE leader of the People' Republic of Ezo, right here in the capital of the Imperials. Either he had gotten lost in some storm or had come here on purpose - either way, it meant a likely positive thing.

If the Imperials could get him into contact, with their own people. For the moment, Resak gave a whistle to his men - and barked a few orders, in his own language. Before his own, two dozen men quickly - got off the sail-boat, bringing the equipment and supplies with them.

"Lead the way," he replied, in Japanese - soon following the Imperials back to their stronghold. He himself carried an SKS, with a folded bayonet - better safe than sorry.

Going through the Imperial stronghold the arsenal of the Imperials could be described as cobbled together, with old 1940s technology and knock-offs of soviet tech alongside expensive modern equipment that was either handed to veteran soldiers or to high ranking officials. The defense was quite rustic, tripwire bombs, machine gun nests, spiderholes, things that made it hell for anything that came into Japanese territory, it was very reminiscent of the defenses set up during the 1940's and all the way into the 70's during the heated hostilities against the Soviets. Despite the equipment, everything seemed organized, and soldiers were where they were suppose to be whether it be hiding in a ditch, patrolling, or just building up defenses.

They finally got to the command builiding - a former business office - where the current commanding officer was. They were recieving and giving orders through a relay of radio networks and wired comms. The stronghold was busy, but it operated under low noise. Though the Naga are relatively easy to deal with, the real fighting is happening in the south where Japan's most ill tempered, but most effective officer makes his strike at the enemy.

Corporal Shinji and his small three man squad said their farewells and good lucks and returned to their post in due haste. The commander stepped out of the command building to greet the leader of the People' Republic of Ezo itself and his men, he spoke in their language as a form of respect. "Sir, Good afternoon! What brings you to Tokyo? Are things light in the North?" he inquired as he gestured for them to come into the building and out of the rain.

"No," replied Secretary-General Rasek, in Japanese - indicating he also knew their own language in reply. It had been the previous Secretary-General of the Worker' Party - that had agreed to re-open relationships with the mainland after the Russians completely pulled out of the Japanese Islands. Thus, he was now only the second to date - while he lacked his predecessors knowledge, he was still a young and educated man. One of the first things he learned, when talking in politics - it was always good to understand your own side, but also the side of your receiver.

"Or rather, not on the Northern tip of the mainland," he said - indicating that Ezo or Hokkaido itself was rather clean - and that the Ainu had landed onto the mainland itself. It meant, the usually divided North now likely had at least some form of support. Plus it also meant, that the Ainu were more willing to take an interest in Japanese politics - at least, moe pro-active than in the previous years.

The previous leader had been a good and understanding man - but also, a rather stubborn man. He kept talks going with unification for about seventeen years without much progress - although, while complete unification was several decades away, there still had been some agreements in economic and military matters. Although, perhaps with a new leader - things might be open for change. The North for example might finally agree on something - if any Daimyos still survived.

"No direct radio. These...freaks, severed the only sea-line. So we had to come by person," he explained. "Some of our soldiers, are making for a landing in Aomori. Then push south, until these filth are completely cleaned off the mainland..."

The commanding officer nodded once and resumed speaking in Japanese, "I see... I shall have to inform command of this new information. We were planning on making a Northern offensive, however other concerns led us to focus on the South as the influx of these Green skinned monsters and their beasts seem to be more concentrated there." he said, he gestured to one of his men and passed the message to one of the few radios that works like a link in a chain - they pass the message from one station to another in order to effectively keep near instant communication with the network being at least somewhat more reliable than wire in certain situations.

The radio crackled to life as a response came almost immediately, straight from high command, "Major Nakamura, keep the Secretary-General safe, see to it that he gets what he needs. If the Secretary-General came to Tokyo instead of a simple messenger, then he is here for a reason."

He then promptly turned to face Resak, "Is there anything I can do for you sir?" he spoke with a manner of respect and discipline while keeping his posture straight and neat despite the pouring rain.

"Indeed. I was hoping to get into contact, with the highest in the Imperial Command," replied Resak, pulling off his hat and setting it down onto the table. "We have received broken messages from China and Korea..."

"It seems, that some factions have already been fractured and fighting each other as well as these Invaders," he explained, soon steeling his eyes and looking at the CO of this Outpost.

"We need a united offensive. Otherwise - we'd never be able to clean Japan completely of these freaks," he explained. "We're divided as it is - anything more and likely the future of this land, might be only of tales and ruins..."

"This is why I came. We need to unify our cause, to make sure neither side tries to undermine the other - for any number of reasons," he explained, war was a time of great change but also deep division. If they started out, impacting each other' offensives in small ways - it could easily unravel into a war on three sides. That was something Rasek didn't want - and he was sure the neither did the Imperials.

"A united offensive to drive these filth of the homeland," he added - in a more lower tone. His father had been a Soviet Officer - while his mother had both Ainu and Japanese roots in her. She had been the kinder soul of the family - namely wishing for peace, since in her opinion they were all part of the homeland - one Japan, one people.

The Major considered his words, but then decided it wasn't his place to give any input on the matter. However, he did feel that finally there might be a chance to restore unity to Japan. He turned forty-five degrees on his heel and clicked his boots together then whistled for one of the supply trucks to come over.

He then turned to face the Secretary-General again, "Sir, you will have to talk to the council, the military board, and the steward in person to avoid hiccups through the Network. They are currently in the Chubu region in the Niigata prefecture..." As he was explaining, he gathered a few men to bolster the escort that the Secretary-General came with. "They are in the middle of Joetsu city using an old castle known as Kasugayama as a headquarters until we can be sure that Tokyo is secure."

The Security detail was also asigned a few armored personel carriers coppied from the Russian BMP's. The extra squad that the Major gathered filed into the truck, the APC's opened their doors for the Secretary-General and his men. Overall the convoy would consist of two APC's known as Type-60S and one supply truck.

Major Nakamura then turned to face the Resak and bowed respectfully, "I'm sorry we couldn't get you anything more comfortable Secretary-General, but this is all we have to spare." Nakamura apologized for the lack of luxury they could offer, but what they lacked in luxury could at least offer some form of protection.

"It will do. We are bred in hardship anyway," he replied, as Major Nakamura would get other reports on his radio-man. Who soon arrived to his side in a rush and informed of several dozen sail-boats arriving at their coast.

"I didn't come without bringing some gifts," he added, with a smile - before getting onboard the APC with his own staff of five.

Namely it was a supply run to Tokyo - namely food and ammunition. Mostly the usual 7.62mm - but also some decent guns to use them. Namely the surplus of military-grade SKS, that had been left on Ezo - when the Soviet Union collapsed. Plus the previous Secretary-General hadn't seen any reason to return such weapons post-haste.

Thus the usual Imperials might have a semi-automatic rifles to use instead of the usual bolt or lever-action. Or rather, utilized in this weather. One good thing about Soviet equipment was they worked anywhere in the world, no matter the weather condition.

Plus several bags of ratless rice and fresh fish always helped in boosting the morale if any army.

The good Major would then go on to tell his radio-man to inform logistics of the new influx of supplies. Nakamura then turned to return the smile and bowed again, this time to say thank you perfusely. "The Japanese here would finally have decent food after a year of living off scraps and rations."

"You need to get to Niigata quickly sir, before the southern offensive kicks off, once we are committed to the offensive most of our resources will go to that push."

The Imperials already strong resolve and morale was about to be bolstered by fresh food, new weapons, and more ammunition. The knock-off versions of the SKS and the AK worked rather decently but there were never enough of them, as a result most Japanese infantry used 1940's weapons and the knock-offs and stolen modern weapons went to squad leaders and officers.

"We will not let these gifts go to waste!" he exclaimed proudly, he wished the Secretary-General luck on his journey as they went their separate ways.

Resak, saluted in reply, as the APC' door closed and they were soon quickly off on their trip towards the Chubu region. One thing, that might be most useful was likely the RPG-7s, they had several crates of them. Although, they were easy to use and no doubt - would be useful, if any Siege Beast decided to make its appearance.

For the time being, the offensive was on to clear Japan of the creatures - the offensive for unification, was only several weeks away.

[caliban22]

Forward operation base San Francisco Presidio California 0300 2nd tactical brigade
In the early cool morning within the blast resistant Bremer wall in the main staging area 30 men and women covered in blood dirt and grime of combat stand at attention to pay their respect to the fallen as they are carried to their final resting place. Seven Spartan battle crosses stand solemnly at the heads of seven freshly filled in graves. The dog tags of the seven deceased jingle in the San Francisco Breeze.
For each Spartan lost was a crippling blow, each Spartan represented a seasoned veteran. In the days before all this A Spartan was some what replaceable as prior service would trickle in along with promising citizens for basic training. Now the only ones to replace them were some civilians from the militias and the brave individuals in the refugee camps.

At the head of the 30 ragged survivors of the leader of the group stood second lieutenant Maria Santiago. Since the arrival of short humanoids and synthetic pale constructs The Spartans have lost more and more troops. The enemy has become smarter often trying to mimic the weapons and tactics the Spartans used. The seven dead Spartans were the out come of an enemy ambush and artillery bombardment. All over the Invaders have become more aggressive and tactical in their fighting
As the lieutenant stood softly say a prayer for the fallen. her radio squawked in her ear.

" Hostiles have engaged friendly forces in the mission district, third rapid response team to your UH-60s. Platoons three and nine to provide Ground support...second platoon sit this one out, the rest of the company will pick up the slack." The company command said in his ear

As Maria finished up her prayer and her platoon left to take care of their own things she could hear the scuffs of five" individuals boots as they walk her way.
"Ma'am you got some new blood...Commander Vega said you took a hit today... sorry" An exhausted E4 said unceremoniously as he pointed to three men and a women dressed in brand new uniforms standing at attention. before Maria could say anything the E4 quickly left to Maria quickly looked over the name tags on their chests.
PFC Jackson,Allen,Ramirez and Nakano respectively.
Before any of them could say anything Maria walked away with an annoyed sigh
"Alright all of you are in 1st squad...they got it in the nec..

several hours later

"Platoons two, twelve, and six mount up the Presidio Militia forces have made contact with a major enemy element. 2nd and six platoon You are to ride along with the Bradleys and the second armored platoon and 12th armored platoon respectively... Twelve you are going in via UH-60 "

As soon as the orders came down then men and women of the 2nd platoon found themselves boarding And traveling in the IFVs with 1st squad, even with the noise of the engine the compartment was deadly silent.

[Hael Ignis]

"Inb4 Recent time skip... First contact and Allies of unknown origin."

After the UN unleashed droids U.A.T..M.P has been very caution and they sent fighter jets to invistigate around, avoiding the monsters however. However the fighters neared the Bermuda Triangle

"Uh we should leave this is too risky." A pilot spoke throught the radio

"It's weird the signals are nominal, this is incridible we should check it out!' The leader of the fighters said

"Goodbye world.." Another pilot sarcasticly said.

On the other hand. A girl who looked to be clothed in black garbs had stepped out of the gate with Serphentine wrapped around her hand and Bagon stood next to her with a Rose atop its head.

"What an odd place." The serphentine spoke to the girl who had fixated her sight towards the droids. Now to them, the oddly shaped flying metal bits were something to behold in their land. The girl began to hide at a nearby temple as a sign of caution.

As the fighters began to take a close look they saw signs of civilization, a temple! They contacted officers from Atlas Town

"Sir we found something." The man said as he relayed the message.

"Proceed to investigate! Use the camera from the helmets to record your findings!" Soon enough the men landed and exits their jets, they are armed with a tactical armor with a helmet that has a camera recording their movements, they investigated the site.

The girl had sensed the touched down especially with help with two creatures. One within shadows and one wrapped within arms reach. As for the temples, they had foliage, far too many to hold hope for the living. But that didnt matter right now to the girl. Her mind warned her that she was found and as such, has to make a considerable amount of plans incase anything were to happen. She started a chanting a small set of words in an odd language as she stayed crouched down before standing once more.

"Do your best Iana." Said one in the shadows which spoke in an odd language.

The five men armed with rifles found the temple. They rushed inside and barged in. Their helmet's flashlight surrounded the room as they found Iana and her friends. They aimed their rifles and spoke loudly

"Identify yourself!?" The men continued to aim

The walls of the temple shook as heavy footsteps begins to ring around the area, soon it gets nearer and nearer.

"Finally its time for lunch." A heavy voice echoed eerie sounding and above all something only someone larger than human can produce.

"Salve, ne timueritis." Iana spoke as flashlights hit her eyes. Her tone was very calm and clear as her eyes showed the color red with a scanning look. But her balance was shaken for a mere moment before turning to the source of the heavy tone. Her eyes now checking to see what could have made such a sound

The men was recording using the camera and was able to capture her voice the men then slowly placed down their guns..

"We mean no harm.."

"Identification is all we need.."

The man said in a rather calm tone before turning of the flashlight and slowly approaching. Of course these men still believed in peace.

"How should I cook them." The eerie voice continues, breaking the peace as the sound emerged from a few feet where you the men and the odd woman was.

"I see you." It happily said as the floor between you crumbled as it seems like something heavy landed on it.

making your men and the woman to fall further down of the temple.

Iana mumbled to herself as she saw the beast. She did not lose composure as the floor below her broke down, She chanted a few words that made a strong gust of wind stop her fall along with the men that followed.

"Et vocavi vos, Fenrir! Si'ha!" The girl chanted again in her mind, calling upon a three headed dog from the shadows with the size of an SUV. Then a small ball like creature with tiny bird legs, 4 inch long pair of horns, big eyes and small wings appears on the palm of her hand.

She did not understand words, but she understood what they wanted to convey through action. They were key to what she needs in this world.

As the gust of wind and that stomp so loud the floor collapsed. The mean would pick up their rifles and look around

"What is happening!?"

The man said in panic however Atlas Town was still getting a footage.

And soon enough they contacted the men but the men was powerless at this point

The beast was a large minotaur from the legends, but this one was bigger and more aggressive looking. He grins at the beasts, as he smashes the ground once more sending all of you, all to the ground.

The men was still alive and well land on some rubble that shielded their fall though some of their equipment wasn't so lucky.

The men's equipment was heavily doomed, the cameras were broken with exception of the one that is from the leader of the men which has an intact camera, their rifles are broken but they had back up weapons like stun batons and all that.

Iana notices the circumstances that the men would need some help, as for the minotaurs. She became more focused onto them, her eyes trained with a sharp glare to that reminiscent to a dragon.

"Oralech, Praesidio hominum! Et in judicium non tractamus." Iana spoke in a dominant and echoing tone. The foxheaded, fur snake slid off Iana's arm and changed its size into its original. One that could rival trains. And with that, the Three headed dog along with Iana, took their positions.

The imp on the other hand, had stayed atop the head of one of the men. The Bagon was on the higher floor as it had not fallen, it was eating leaves and wood.

"She might be trying to help us!"

The men then fired with their rifles however only three was intact and it was not a good attack.

The minotaur lands on the ground below with a loud thud, just right infront of the humans he examines them with a hungry look. He delights as they can be prime meat for him tonight.

Driven by hungry he chases into them as their rifles do him no harm bouncing off of him like they were rubble bullets. He stops just infront of them drooling droping large dropment of salavia. "Tell me how do you want to be cooked tonight?" He asks grabbing one of them but, not crushing him.

"Raw, cooked, streamed,....?" He says examing the struggling humans rumbling ways to cook him.

With the ground shaking, Iana and the Ceberus had gotten to work. All they prepared happened to be used on other unplanned guests, With the Serphentine being in its original size. It lets out a fox howl after quickly moving infront of the men. Its body bigger than a train and was the length of atleast 10 cars.

Using a fraction of what was planned, Small magical circles lift off from from the garbs of the girl and began to increase in size. The howl had paralyzed the minotaurs whilst Iana and the ceberus which now split to three dogs, stuck magic to the minotaurs.

"Dic mihi quis es. Ante ut me amplius." Iana spoke in a dominant tone, Her voice echoing into the ears in the area. Her sharp and intense glare fixed upon the minotaurs. The imp atop the heads however, had made a small happy screech as it began to form to a ball of light.

The soldiers kept firing but would slowly stop to make sure that the guy that was held would not be harmed
Suddenly a flash of light stunned them all, they all looked to the girl.

"What the heck is that!?" The leader quickly aimed at the ball of light

"Atlas, do you get this?"

"Yes!"

The camera feed would be sent to Fort Atlas and research them.

The minotaur noticed that he had no more control in his body as dropping the human pilot down, he stares defiently at the ball as it awaits what would it have become. He tries his best to regain his movement and slowly he is begining to move but, it was too slow.

With the ball of light above one of the soldiers making a sneeze, The serphentine uses its tail to take the captive soldier with the rest. The imp which was just a ball had in some cases imploded with the the serphentine and the soldiers. Causing them to reappear at the entrance of the temple. The Bagon had waited nearby, With herbs and other plants its eaten ready to hand any wounded a helping hand. There were, after all. Caring in nature.

As for Iana and the ceberus, the dog had sunk into the shadow. The minotaurs now free from the Serphentine's paralysis howl. All that stood now was the Queen, a blade shaped like a cross and magic circles stuck onto each minotaur. She mumbles a phrase and a circle stuck on the head activates.

"State who you are. Or else you shall be eaten." Iana spoke words clear to the minotaurs. Her tone clearly showed signs of irritation.

As the man was freed from the minotaur the men quickly pulled out an emergency stun pistol, although some was stuck with their rifles as it was damaged by the collapse.
They fired with no hesitation unti but it was not essential as the girl used her "Abilities" to stop the minotaur.

"There she goes!" the freed man sacrasticly said.

"I am a Rarian." He said with pride as he follows up with a powerful roar, eching all around the temple which was soon followed by numerous footsteps from all directions. "This is our lands not yours." He said as numerous distant lights emerged from all direction with each light getting nearer and nearer.

"Fight me halfling." He said as, he smirks with each passing second as the others starts nearing the location, followed by a variety of voices once that came from small creatures to those of large builds. Soon, the clanking of armor and weapons follows the voices.

Iana looks at the thing called Rarian with conviction. The words following the roar, she knew this was not her land. But what could she do if the key to survival led her here? She had no choice but to confirm her suspicions before getting into anything. As the lights were coming closer, she spoke in a clear voice.

"I am no Halfling. My name is Iana Gracia, An Exhile of the kingdom Arceae." She announces as the clanking armor became louder. So did her voice. Iana's right arm lights up to show something akin to a dragon, as she knew that she won't get out of this without struggle. Her Royal Arms, Various Tomes and prepared magic circles and Familiars. She would need all to escape.

As for the Serphentine, since the imp's teleportation bringing the men safe. Had decided to do something else. It spoke with a voice that echoed in the mind. Speaking in the same tongue as the men.

"The Queen Iana wishes to speak with you. Though she may be in the temple, we would like to know what this world is." The serphentine spoke to the men. Looking into what seemed to be the leader, the imp on the other hand. Had a mischievous laughter, followed by fluttering back into the temple to aid Iana.

The men was teleported so they did not have to worry about it, though they was a little afraid they still would like to make peace with them
The leader began to explain.

"This is Earth, but it is a battleground, a wasteland of sorts..." The man then started to explain even more.

"Gates or portals appeared and with it...Monsters.." The man's tone got a little sad "They rule Earth but many factions like us seek to free it.."

"We are not the only ones who watch you for in my helmet lies a camera which records everything in my field of view.."

The rarian looked in awe as the girl arms turns to that of a dragon. "A dragon." He said in marvel. "A dragon of what clan."He mumbles to himself as. "Fight me." He said now ever more determine.

Soon, the first of the rarian reinforcement arrive, a human thats that mostly look like an rabbit and a human as its covered in fur and stand upright, he starts with you with the same eyes as the minotaur.

Soon, it draws out its weapon pointing at you. "First me venerable dragon." He said with respect and determine eyes.

The Serphentine was intrigued by the mens words and began to speak of what monsters and how Earth was before. Certainly it needed this information in the stead of the queen who was in a predicament.

"We have much to talk about. Unless you wish to see the queen?" The serphentine suggested. As for Iana, whatever came out of the rarians mouths did not interest her as fighting was not her objective. That this would only delay what she came here for. Despite that, she also thought of other consequences that would follow if she had not fought. And as such. Had decided to do it.

"Impetu, Destruam, hostibus meis." She speaks again in her odd tongue. A circle expands and raises itself high. It was a complex circle that expanded from the minotaur to the first reinforcements. Her hands raised and then swiftly moving down like a commander calling to strike. The circle begins to float down. Acting as a hard physical object to make those fall.

"I am not here to fight. But a word about my kingdom being attacked, then you wont get what you want." Iana says, her voice ringing in their ears. Negotiation was her first plan. And she intends to go through with it. Unless she had to take more drastic measures. She did not find need for drastic measures.

The leader then continued to expain more things hower most of them are just things a bout political and philosphy and that kind of thing

The minotaur agrees with the proposal same with the rabbit as they stand down for the first time not requiring her to restraint them anymore. "You will face me dragon but, leave before more rivals come." The minotaur says as he turns his back to the queen retreating back to the tunnel network.

"Until we see again my prized dragon." The rabbit responces before going back to the shadows, "And be quick its better for me if I only have one rival." He adds before disappears, still the other rarians make their way to the location of the queen.

Iana nods to them. With her heart set to dealing with this matter later, she keeps those "Rarians" in mind. A magic circle hidden and tracking both combatants. She raises her hand with her palm to the sky, muttering "obsessio" and disappearing into the wind. Only to show up infront of the men.

At this point, she didnt wait for a reaction and chanted a phrase "non legere memoria." And flicked the closest soldier without hesitation. A soldier that had talked to the Serphentine for awhile.

"Si'Ha, Reditus." She speaks in a echoing tone. The imp now vanishing as she stands firm onto the ground. With their weapons mostly gone, she had less to worry about in terms of caution.

"With this I may speak to you in your tongue." Iana spoke again, hand on her waist and standing without looking out of breath. The Serphentine turned to the size smaller than pythons and snakes and wrapped itself around Iana's arm. Her expression was very neutral, blank as if to show willingness to speak her mind without trying to show any kind of resentment or ass kissing.

The camera feed was again still being sent to Atlas which they showed to Alex.

"Uh.."

They replayed to the point where the ball of light was seen.

"Have them research that thing!"

Iana had opened herself up to speak. However, The serphentine whispered in her ears and had showed more caution in her eyes.

"Non est bonum inspectura." Iana spoke in a clear yet ominous tone that held some form of resentment. Her eyes turned red and reptilian.

Alex requested to see the temple by his own eyes and asked for his
transport and him to be taken there, he assigned a general, a commander
and two light infantry to be his escort. He assigned a diplomat and a
Lorekeeper to explain what is happening to the mysterious people.
His transport then travels and lands near the men, tracking them using their beacons

Iana awaits the travel time and she too, comtacts her retainers. Moore who had just finished her scouting mission had been called along with her twin brother and the Deamon Moon Keeper Cainhurst. As for the creatures that had came with the queen had still kept to be by her side. Of course she didnt enjoy being spied at.

The two infantry accompanied alex to the pilots.
Alex began to ask questions.

"That light what was that!?" He said while looking around

Iana had been sat upon a blanket with a drink from her land and a Bagon resting on her lap. The Deamon had a blade too big for any human to carry, placed tip first into the ground. The twins, the sister. Had been reading her tome and The brother had a pistol locked in three magic circles. As if scanning it.

"That light was no more than my familiar and myself." She speaks calmly as supposed to the man, with her hands holding onto a finely made cup that had water forming outside.

"Why not sit. I have heard abit of this world. Yet I yearn for more." She continues.

Alex approached and accepted the offer

"Well it is glad to know we have such noble neighbors..."

Alex then explained UATMP and it's goals such as Atlas town and
The occupation of Rhode isalnd and Nevada.

Iana was glad to have been answered kindly and listened whole heartedly. Though she chuckled at the sound of noble neighbors, as she knew that the man was still abit of a ways away. Moore had poured a drink into the cup infront of Alex, a nice, fruity aroma came from the cup. The drink was almost like cherries.

"I see. So it is men native to our world that have been causing such malice." She says, clearly reminiscing the time they were exhiled.

"Im afraid however, that in Titania. We are nothing more than fairytales." Iana continues, she had a piercing gaze and spoke no lies.

"But as much as a wasteland your place sounds like, I'd like to visit such a place. Perhaps we may benefit each other. Given that you treat us kindly."

Iana puts her cup down after speaking, and then takes out a tome. She puts it down to her side and slides it over to Alex, as if a shady deal was happening.

"Titania is dying. Surely, some races are out for conquest as the best means. So I wont blame the orcs. As for us..." She pauses for a moment to take a drink.

"We would just like to live. Of course we know we would have to fight either, against your people or mine. When the time comes. But we are exhiles. Both in our races name and our role in the world."

Alex pulls out a water canteen and sips

"You are free to make this world you're home, a refuge."
Alex pulls out a digital map from his pockets showing teritories

"Green means retaken, red means they are still under the orc's flag"

"We need your help, but even if you don't you are still an ally.."

Iana looks at the map with an intense stare. She then begins to roll out a piece of paper and slaps it on the hologram. It floats and a circle appears on the top. After the sudden action, she quickly rips it out with the hologram unharmed but the paper now having a copy.

"Interesting... I'd still like to speak with some of the others in Titania. To further grasp the situation." Iana says to Alex with her tone still unchanged. She makes a motion as if she was flipping a book. The tome in which she slid, had opened to the second page. Showing a map of a kingdom in birds eye view. It was clutered with squares and shaped like a flower, there was a road leading out and the words were all in a odd language.

"If you need our help, then you may have it. So long as you can follow our demands." Iana says. She doesnt point out the tome, as she knew the humans would not be able to read it.

"It wont be hard demands. I assure you that."

Alex thinks about it and agrees

"What are these demands? Resource? Everything you need will be given"

Alex then calls a officer by his side, just incase he needs to request supplies

Iana clears her throat. And notices the officer, though she did not need supplies. It was something different.

"In exchange for our cooperation. I wish that our people are treated equally. Despite their..." Iana pauses and stares at the Deamon. Its large horns on its head and arms like a skeleton but with large skeletal hands and claws.

"Some may be too feared, and we understand that. But hopefully. You can promise that in time, we can live in peace after all this. We may also help with replanting. If need be."

She takes a sip and looks solemnly in her cup.

"As for other demands... i will ask for those once I feel it is earned. For now... we wish to have a place to stay and not be troubled by it."

Alex thinks that these are what he expected in the demands
Alex then whispers to officer

"Everyone will accept them, afterall the other citizens wants a alliance with other races, but won't work out"

"But now it can..."

Alex turned to Iana

"Very well.."

Iana nods her head and stands up. Her cup and pot being put away. She now has one more thing to add.

"Thank you. Then let me spill something." The queen says as she walks up to Alex.

"Excuse me for doing this." She continues, you could see a soft look in her eyes accompanied with a smile. One thay is warm and motherly.

"non legere memoria, Colligo." Her eyes light up and show one similar to a lizard or dragon as she flicks the head of Alex. This causes Alex to be able to read the tome that which floats to Iana's hand.

"May you read and allow our bonds to confer more than an alliance of benefits." She says in a soft yet happy tone with a smile.

"I give you a memory tome. It shall keep note of anything you learn from our kingdom and magic circles. This way. I may know how well you treat us." She continues and turns to her gate. Her team turning, but not before the twins bow and the Deamon takes its sword out and walks towards you.

He had flowing white hair that reached two inches below his neck. Four horns, two on each side and cracked, gray skin. Despite his menacing looks, this was something that didnt hide a much more friendly aura.

"My name is Cainhurst Matt. I lead the Deamon's. And I shall accompany you to your country." He says to Alex, the tome lights up and adds a little note in one of the pages. Speaking of Iana planning on going back and forth as she has other business. The twins shall return to help aswell after people would lighten up to the Deamon.

Alex smiles and leads Matt to the helicopter, it was a transport helicopter.

Alex climbed aboard while the men hopped on their jets and flew. The helicopter flies north. To Boston.

"Enjoy the view, it will be like that for a couple of minutes..." Alex said as he overlooks the ocean.
Soon the helicopter arrives at Boston and lands at Atlas City, and yes Fort Atlas is becoming a thriving
Settlement as more civilians are rescued everyday. As they land everyone around knows the news and as they
are greeted by a welcoming crowd.

Cainhurst had boarded the helicopter, with his blade disappearing in blue light. He stays standing and watches whatever beauty or chaos has blanketed the land. In a blue hue below could be seen, covered in sea creatures or wreckage. Then he saw the city. Desolate and crumbling.

The sight had made him hum a local tune that rung of sorrow. He had now wished to have a bard play. Sadly he wouldnt get that now. As soon as he got down, the crowd had surprised the Deamon, as his looks were something to be feared. But the very least, he felt that his people would come sooner than expected.

"Hello. Please call me Cainhurst." He speaks with courtesy, his hand on his chest and giving a bow. He was not a very formal person in heart, but this was his way to show kindness. A small pip and squeek sound could be heard under his raiments that covered most of his body, an imp and a bagon had appeared. The imp was playful and made odd sounds yet human expression. The bagon was almost as big as the imp, and had a flower atop its head.

"I hope you dont mind me bringing companions. What is needed? I may lift, We can plant aswell or protect." Cainhurst spoke again, with the imp fluttering up to his horn with a prideful sound out of its mouth. The bagon had rested on Cainhurst's arm that had his hand on his chest still.

The crowd was amzed by the Imp, then a man came from the distance.

"Greetings, on behalf of Atlas Town I welcome you!"

"My name is Sam, you and your companion will get a personal house..."

"Then you may freely explore the Town, follow me."

Alex walks to a glass elevator and welcome them.

Cainhurst had kept the imp closeby, and the imp did not show signs of leaving the Deamon's side anyhow. But the two had humbly accepted the warm welcome. The Deamon in turn, also introduced himself and followed him.

"The tree's seem quite... dwindling in number..." Cainhurst spoke upon going up the elevator.

Alex and Sam understands that they never experienced such technology

"This is not a tree, it is a "Lift" or elevator. It allows us to go in higher
Altitude in lesser minutes."

The elevator arrives at Platform 4 and as the door opens it reveals a vast room with many doors.
Alex and Sam leads them into a Deluxe room and Alex unlocks the door with his keycard.

"Welcome."

As soon as the doors open wide, the imp let out a screech, it was happy and immediately moved inside with great speed.

"He is tired." Cainhurst said to them as the imp, first and foremost, laid down on the soft chairs.

Alex whispered to Sam before leaving
Alex then spoke.

"Well there is some unclaimed land west of The City, it is a former federal park and forest, we don't know what to do with it and now it seems we have."

"I asked Sam to get a transport when you are ready, you will be able to get a tour of that land."

The deamon makes a long grunting sound before clearing his throat. Although he seemed content with the mention of their own land, he wanted to mention something abit different.

"The red areas. Iana wishes to help in reclaiming." He speaks, as if cutting them off and going straight to the point.

"Of course, we would like someplace to call our own. But reclaiming at the moment is far more important. To which i do not know the answer to." Cainhurst further explains with his tone being shifted to that of a question near the end.

Alex seemed to not know what is going on.

"Red Areas?"

Cainhurst spoke about the places that had been overtaken by the inhabitants of Titania, especially the one carrying the gate as it seemed to have a faster route to the larger occupied space.

Alex understands the need for such things

"...Alright."

The Deamon then proceeds to discuss about what his kingdom would need in order to take action. And thus, wished for the time to have his own people to prepare.

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[Wildman13]

Rebuild

The situation in the Eastern European Coalition seemed to have improved for the better - as Silvia could note, dressed in her warm coat, and scarf. How ironic it seemed, the frozen wind and cold had come suddenly from the sky itself. Slowly freezing over the sea that several strange bombs had impacted and detonated in.

A cold that bit deep into the body - if this would have happened in her world, then likely many would have perished in the week alone. But the humans, they laughed at the cold - in fact, it seemed to have been a blessing and a curse. The cold meant, that they had to shift gears - as Silvia could see at her work, how quickly. They went from making regular equipment, to winter clothing. One which even she wore, a weird fabric that was both slick as silk yet tough and warm. Boots and gloves that kept the cold away - and letting only her face be affected. And the humans had enough to outfit their people, and their armies.

The notion of food, was solved - as they simply had farmlands covered in large green-houses. All of this fueled by energy from the atom. The world-annihilating material, that could supposedly destroy mountains was being used to power the home she lived at. If this war could be stopped - then the such a life could easily be shared with others. As Silvia would know - as she was able to watch from something called a 'television'. A strange collector crystal-box - that showed 'shows' that people watched. From news, to even entertainment.

Their house liked to watch such called 'criminal-shows' - where humans caught their own criminals. It showed - that despite their violent ways, modern humans were VERY orderly. Even the fact of stealing was punishable - in the human world, only the will of the person was what could drive them forward. As the notion of chieftains, monarchs, and kings had been long eliminated.

Silvia was on the coach with her fellow housemates, watching one of her favorite shows here in the world, looking at how this group of people solve crimes without the aid of any magical device or spell. And how it would certainly end in an intense firefight in the end, that would send her jumping once the protagonist was backed in the corner. But, aside from the usual thrilling day that she was having, the cold troubled her deeply.

The cold seems so unnatural that it made her wondered, if the cold wave was engineered by the people she knew as the russians. And seeing how prepared they were, her suspicious seem to grow on but, as clever as she was feeling, she couldn't help wish to be wrong as the though of should a devastating could wipe out whole population centers in one month.

This feeling of weakness continued to nag on, as she continued to work in enemy lands. "I hope their ok back there." She prayed as she looked at the skies but, a miracle of some sort happened, as a familiar surge of energy entered her body. Her eyes light up in delight, as this was a sign to her that this is the time to make her move.

"Record it for me." She said as she stood up and made her way to door, waving goodbye to them as she leaves catching most of them off guard. Soon, after she makes her way up to her friends racing along the sideway to where she believed her friends would be.

In this snow, and it being their only weekend off - they'd like spent time in the nearby coffee shop. Or rather, they should be - just as Silvia was about to reach it, she was suddenly hit by a sphere of snow. "Ahahahahaha! Got ya Silvia!" laughed Katerina, having caught Silvia in the chest.

It was another strange thing the modern humans did - literally laughing at the cold, and using the fallen snow to play games with each other. Namely being 'snow-ball fighting' - something that was strange yet also fun for the whole family in some cases.

"What ya doing out here Silvia?" asked Tina, soon walking over and helping Silvia up. "I thought you were watching reruns of 'Lie to me' - what caused you get out running on your weekday off?"

She giggled at the two's playful nature as she rubs out all of the snow from her clothing. "I was searching for you two." She quickly replied with a more playful and happier tone than what she ever sounded before. "I have something to tell you." She eagerly adds as she urges them to come closer to her.

"Let’s talk somewhere private." She softly said with a somehow serious tone as they get close enough to her. Still caught between the arms of her friend.

"Okay fine, Silvia - what secret plans you have to share?" they asked, soon making their way to the park. Where there were alot of people, having fun and enjoying themselves. Nobody would notice three more individuals coming down to sit and talk in the local park.

"So? Was-up? You found a boyfriend? You got knocked up by a one-night stand? I know Julia fell into the trap..." she started.

"Um..." She pauses for a while as she sits in the bench for a while and the mood of the conversation turned into a bit tenser than what they were comfortable with. "You're all accept me right, whoever and whatever I am right?" She asked nervously, fideling her hand as she waits for their answer.

"C'mon girl - what is bugging you?" asked Katerina, gently padding her shoulder and looking at her. "Aye. We accept you - no matter how you look."

"I'm not human." She confessed looking down to the ground in disgrace, waiting for their hatred to flow out.

But, deep inside she wished that they would accept her and embrace her with open arms.

"Mhm. What else is new?" replied Katerina, her mood not as cheery as before - more somber, yet not directly hating at Silvia. "Those ears sadly gave away your identity rather soon. We did catch glimpses of them, no matter how many times you tried to hide them under your hair."

"So....your what? Fleeing the orcs' massacre as well? Have your world taken over by them?" added Tina, humans weren't as stupid as Silvia might have thought. While some might have thought her as some weird 'social creature' - humans did have many different quirks on how people like to look and dress anyway. Although Silvia did raise some red-flags to some - especially with a huge war going on.

She rose her head in surprised with the answer they gave, instead of the hate filled words that she expected to hear. But, what shocked her the most was the questions they asked after.

"I'm running away from the end of days that your race has brought upon my world." She answered. "Or what we were talked about." She continues explaining, but still kind of shocked with the situation.

"And also not all the orcs are bad." She adds quickly, as her cheeks seem to glow a soft red seemly remembering something.

"What end days? From the look of things - your kind is smashing into ours? What did we ever do to your kind?" asked Tina, a bit more hostile, than she wanted - but she soon calmed down, once Katerina padded her shoulder.

"Listen Silvia. You have shown, that your a cool gal and all. But well...you kinda do look like us. Plus we humans have a sense of well....you likely have read about it. Tribalism. We dislike the different. Before you guys came - we were very divided. But now, you have these creatures coming in. Most of which look like orcs. It is kind of hard to see the opposite - when many people saw on TV. How the Gate in New York City - where a man was trying to shake hands with an orc - ended with said orc crushing the poor man. So do tell me, who are the good ones?"

"I don't know but, it happened so fast." She said quite confused with what she heard. "The ground itself opened, then lighting as big of a mountain came, hitting my village, then cities, and it never ended." She continues, explaining her side and what she experienced so far. "Then this orc shaman came out of nowhere and started blaming your kind, and it seems like he was right as giant rifts of energy formed around certain locations, leading to what we call the gate." She explains even further still confused.

"They continued even further and we arrived here in this world, and with all of this tech, it felt like the shaman was right." She ends as the rest was common knowledge for the humans, that they attacked and spared no one.

"Well. How about asking first?" replied Tina. "For one - I suppose you know that Legacy build those. And I ain't sure if they meant to do it or not - but 'Ground Zero' on the Gates weren't pretty either."

Namely Silvia would have new information on how the gates released a localized gravitational explosion - that did injure some humans on the spot. "Your orc shaman must have not realized - the stupidity he had accomplished. Us humans can be idiots when it comes to our own kind. But give us a common enemy - and you'd better watch out..."

"So, Silvia? What are you planning now? You try anything inside here - and the KGB would pick you up, within a night. Also - it is only a matter of time, before the leaders decide on switching to the nuclear option..." sighed Katrina. That was one thing Silvia had to keep in mind - the monsters might keep on coming, but eventually the humans might decide that some parts of their planets might be 'acceptable targets'. Or human term for bombing a previous position considered sacred or wanted to be saved. Once the humans started using these atom weapons - then likely ANY chance of peace would be gone. If any of those weapons would be got through a Gate into her world - then it might be ten times worse, than what was happening now.

A single atom weapon could annihilate her entire species - if it landed in the wrong spot.

"I know." She said worried for her kind, a sentiment that is rare for her since the collapse of her race. "But, the elves are not a nation." She bitterly adds. "And we don't even want anything to do with one another." She remarks on her races biggest weakness.

"And well the world was being destroyed and the construct king summoned the elves into battle, only a maximum of only 50 joined out of thousands scattered around Titania." She sadly replied quite lost on what to do. "I'm an elf queen back in my tribe, but they only contained fairies and other various creatures but, there was no other elf with me there." She adds reinforcing that the elves were utterly divided.

"And I don't have any power in the orc army, the avians, the naga and the other races involved in the war." She continues to explain. "Though I know someone that has the power to do so." She continues to think of ways to end the war without any bloodshed.

"Sounds like your kind IS like us," replied TIna. "Your divided over the most stupid and dumb reasons imaginable. It is nothing new."

"As much as it pains me to say this - you need to have something else to give," replied Katerina. "This isn't me being hostile. It is the fact, the KGB - if they found out about you, they'd literally grill you for information. You'd need something more solid, something that would give them a reason to keep you around for longer."

"This isn't us being hostile to you Silvia - it is the fact; the orcs have pretty much burned any direct road to diplomacy. Hence why our Intelligence Agency is taking not any chances with infiltrators," she added. Silvia would know about them, from what she could read on their history. In essence - they'd make the most brutal orc torturer even shy away from meeting the KGB. It showed, that while the humans were capable of great kindness - they were also able and willing to empower men and women, to protect them in the shadows.

"I can use magic." She said as she summons a small ball of light from her fingers, dim and small enough for the others in the park not see. "I know how I can be useful, I'll been reading." She said with a sigh as the ball of light disappears.

"But, the elves are not like your people." She said. "We have a saying, trust an orc in a fight, trust a human in food, trust a dwarf to fix your bow but, never trust an elf." She sadly adds. "The elves since the ascendance have never wanted to trust more than three elves in their lifetime." She continues to explain the complexity of elf relationship.

"Its easier for us to take control of a kingdom rather than convince another elf." She rants as she recalls a lot instances in the past which it was true. "But, we can't stay like this." She says feeling gloom at the fact. "Or we'll die." She adds. "But, I don't know what I should do to convince them." She adds quickly ending her string thoughts.

"Wow. Cool trick. We have final confirmation that magic does exist," said Tina with some humor.

Before Katerina took over speaking. "Listen, Silvia - you can't lead a horse to water, if it doesn't want to drink. By which, I mean of your people don't want to unite, forcing them together might not be a viable solution."

"Tell me this. If your kind knew how we lived - couldn't they join us as well?" she asked.

"They would join, if they want to join and have found you worthy." She answers bumping her out for a while for her sentiment for her race was real. "I do not speak for them but, what it’s worth I'll join them" She adds with a small smile.

"I need your help." She said as she looks at both of you in the eyes. "Please promise me that you'll help me." She quickly follows as she is about to tell them her plan.

"Oy. You’re our friend. But we ain't gonna bomb anything if that is your idea," replied Tina, to which she got slapped on the head by Katerina.

"Ignore her. What you got in mind?"

"Don't worry I don't want to enrage your people even more." She said with Tina's remark. "I want to speak to your leader, and hopefully arrange an agreement to help and spare my people." She answers, "I know it’s a bit to ask but, please help me." She continues. "I know I don't represent them but, I know that the elves are already sick of warfare." She ends, waiting for her friends answer.

"Yeah. That is easier said than done," replied Katerina.

"You can't just pop on out, into a meeting. Since there are Guards and people there, whom are designed to prevent people like us from bothering them..."

"You wouldn't want some assassin to walk in to your leaders, now would you?" she added.

"The only idea I can come up with - is if you get taken in by the KGB and give them a reason, to bring you before the Council of Twelve. But you’re not going to like it."

She sighs are her only option. "I do not have the mana to get their attention but, if that the only way than I will." She said with determination as she turns to you. "Now, how do I get captured by them?" She asks Katerina flowing with determination. "I'll accept anything, and any suggestion you guys suggest, just say it." She ends waiting for their answers.

"Yeah...that is a rather weird request. How can we help you get captured and likely tortured by the KGB," replied Katerina - thinking to herself. "How about not captured, but turncoat? You do want to stop this war, yes? The best way might be to offer them information that might speed up such an end."

"Oh, that’s good to hear but, where should I start?" She said opened to the being a traitor if it means the survival of her friends and family back in the gate and in Titania, seemly lighten up with the idea. "But, where should I go?" She asks her friends.

"I think we can help with that. Although, we might have to change your image a bit - and have your remade in appearance. Then we can call them in and have you escorted away," replied Katerina. "Although...it still will not be a pretty week or longer for you."

"I'm prepared for it." She quickly responds as she readies her body and follows the girls to where they would go to and follow their every direction, wearing what they said and even apply the cursed make up that Silvia feared the most, as the unnatural feel makes her very uncomfortable.

She did everything that they told her to do in order to make sure that the plans become a complete success, while also doing that she stocks up on mana filling up her empty reserves. In case of a plan B is in order. "Now what?" She said still unsure with her outfit as it was the first time she is wearing something like that, but it did make her feel important in some sense.

"Yeah...try to look meek and cooperative," replied Katerina - as Silvia would soon hear the boots of soldiers, and also the feared KGB. The Secret Police soon enough, entered the house that Katerina and Tina shared - already then and there, Silvia could see the cold look in the eyes of the man. Wearing the usual hat and coat, associated with the Cold Era KGB - it seemed, some things were still kept around out of nostalgia.

While the soldiers in questioned, wore all black and red - gas masks covering their faces, as they carried AK's with grenade launchers. Likely armed with tear gas, in case they needed to subdue her. "You the renegade?" asked the Agent, looking at Silvia - his tone and posture lacking any warmth.

"I am the turn coat holding valuable information towards the armies of Titania." She answers not showing a shred of dishonesty in her tone and voice. "I can and will deliver to you all the high-ranking officials that has been spearheading the forces of Titania." She follows up as she looks at the KGB officer, making sure to not give out any hostile moves that could affect her in the long run.

"I will do so only under the safely of my people, the elves." She lays out her demands to the officer, one with a determined and honest look But, in the inside nervous and barely keeping it together. "And I will not fight back, and I will follow you all quietly and without any trouble." She adds waiting for his action.

"Sir. This woman had been left for dead. Her own kind don't want war - and she has some information about the war-" spoke Katerina, before she was ordered to silence.

"Get her up," he ordered - as soon the armed men, went over and grabbed her by the arms. Lifting her up onto her feet - their hold was tight and strong. To prevent her from trying to escape or anything else - as the Agent soon walked close enough for them to be face to face. "These...people here, seem to consider you a friend. For your sake...and theirs - you better not bullshit me, and speak only the truth. So, help whatever Deity that your worship - since I am in no mood for any crap. Understand, invader?"

He didn't allow her to reply - as soon enough Silvia was dragged out. Namely to a waiting APC - where she was soon cuffed and had a bag soon to cover her head. As she was driven off - needless to say, she was in darkness for about an hour. Before she was told to walk or rather got dragged - and eventually seated somewhere and had the bag pulled off her face.

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"Name. Rank." Across from her, was a man dressed in a similar way, as the Agent that had taken her in - cut-throat, thuggish and not to be messed with. Her location, seemed to be a tiny room, with a metal chair and table and a single light-bulb hanging from the ceiling.

"I am Silvia Wolfbane Leader of the nation of Salvan." She introduces herself and her rank, while retaining her composure. "And I will tell you everything you need to know." She follows up as she feels finds herself strapped into the chair. "And I promise you that, I will not lie, and I will only tell the truth." She continues as she waits for the reply of the agent desperately trying to keep her cool.

"I will make sure the war ends, for my people, for my kind, for my friends and everyone that I met in my lifetime." She says breaking the silent as the agent keeps quiet for some time after her statement. "All of this shouldn't even happen in the first place, if the people of Titania knows the truth but, as long as he stands the war will never end." She adds as not saying who to sell her worth.

The Agent didn't say anything, merely pulled some files from the folder he was carrying with him. Soon enough pictures of her, working and otherwhere was revealed - it seemed her incognito attitude hadn't been as secret as she thought. "Seems to me, you look more like a desperate refugee," he replied - not telling her, that everybody had been photographed when they arrived in the station.

"So then. Try and keep things reasonable," he added - not revealing if he was angry or pleased, just a dull and bored look on his face. "Information. Start off first. Do tell, why shouldn't you have started this war? First time, you found an enemy that doesn't bend over? Too bloody for your great hordes?"

She sighs as she gives off the general answer of what he was asking. "We assumed." She answers saddened by the fact. "The day it started our world teared itself apart, large pillars of lighting vaporized everyone and anything that stood in its way, the ground opened spewing molten rocks everywhere, and I heard large walls of water shallowed cities whole." She explained showing signs of fear in her eyes. “To us it was the end of the world and we lost a lot." She continues with her eyes clouded in fear.

"Then out of the nowhere, this orc shaman yelled out with gustav that whoever was on the other side was the one that did all of this, calling you all the world eaters, and it felt so right, your people were there and all we can do was to fight to save our world." She ends disappointed with their actions, now knowing the truth that they weren't the cause.

"So, in the shortest answer. You guys went on a Crusade - because some mystic individual told you to and spoke, how he knew the answer?" replied the Agent, rolling his eyes, and muttering something about Christian Crusaders.

"So, retrospect. You guys fucked up big time - by believing in the words of a likely fanatic and radical," he said, soon sitting down and taking a decent more interest in her. "Okay. How do we reverse that? Assassinate this target? Bomb him? Poison?"

"Start explaining the races."

She lowers her head in disappointment. "Yes, we made the mistake." She sulks after answers his next question of how the shaman found out. "He saw it in his dream." She answers with a sad voice. "We should have figured it out that we were wrong." She adds with a saddened look. "Killing the shaman will make him a symbol for the alliance and will escalate the war." She answers. "Instead we should show them that they were wrong, and the shaman led them to genocide than safety or the promised golden age that will follow." She offers instead to the agent.

"Several races have joined the alliance but, of course not all." She starts off explaining the alliance. "The ones that didn't joined are the humans, giants, dyrads, fairies, lizard men and more." she explains even further. "However, for the ones that joined the alliance were the mysterious avian and the naga, then of course most of the orcs, a few of the elves and many more." She explains the members of the alliance.

"As time goes by and the humans and the other races will in no doubt join as they would think that the orc shaman is right but, as the war continues the orc warlords that lost their clans and gained nothing in returned are talking about a war to end this nonsense that the shaman did." She explains taking a long time as she takes a break, as she looks at what the agent would do, abit worried on what his reaction would be.

The Agent was surprised about hearing of humans on their world, and quickly got out a notepad and pen and started writing down information on that. "Interesting. How big is your world and all of your people combined?" he asked, writing down her answer. While in their time and age - counting every last one, was almost impossible - he could count out enough to realize, they barely reached half a billion.

"So then. Tell me this - with what we know, why would we want to talk? We could just bombard all your little tree-hugging friends into oblivion. You do know, what we are capable of?" he asked - before they heard a knock on the glass. That caused the Agent to exit the room - as she heard the sound of some shouts and arguments outside. Soon enough, somebody else entered the room - a man dressed far better than the Agent, a diplomat.

"Pardon his tongue. Miss Silvia is it? Your eager to stop this war - I will say, the upper echelon of our is looking for a solution. One that hopefully wouldn't involve nuclear annihilation. Since your a member of this...world. What do you suggest we can do, to end this war before either of us - takes drastic measures?"

She shutters at the sudden question that the diplomat asked cause even now she didn't know what move would instantly end the war and it would have to be as bloodless as possible for both sides. "Killing the orc shaman will not end the war, but will increase the fantasy's determination to wage war and it will escalate the war even further." She said as she tries to kind of a way.

"How about, we make a nation in the fantasy, one that will convert the people to open their arms to us." She quickly answers. "One that can become powerful enough that they can even tip the balance and the power of the Shaman." She adds even further. "And of course, they will make sure to pay your nation back for their help." She adds trying to sell the idea.

"Well there are three things wrong with that kind of thinking. One, how would we even create such a nation. Two, how would we even make your 'allies' open up to us. And three, how would we even get to such a place," he asked - his tone suggesting, that he thought Silvia as idea was childish at best.

"I think it best we start small. We have some of your kind right here - how about starting off, my converting them to our cause? We have had zero ability in trying to interrogate them. Namely since they don't speak our language or have a desire to show any wish to learn it," he spoke. "Your different. You have. You can start building our trust by talking with your own kind. Under guard of course...."

"You're right." She said as his rebuttal was spot on but, lights up to the thought of her helping the elves capture in Russia. "I'll tell make sure that they learn that your kind isn't to blame." She said accepting his offer without a second thought, despite being watched. And the thought of reuniting the elves here was too attractive to past up.

"But, the elves don't take kindly to other elves, something happened to that the elves don't band together anymore." She sadly said. "But, I'll try my best to convince them to help us." She continues not wanting to be outed from the offer.
Mr. Pig - Last Monday at 1:47 AM
"You might have to do so, since our welcome wasn't as pleasant either," replied the man, soon ordering her to be brought up. Still cuffed yet without the bag.

As she was lead into a camp - namely a place, where she could see her own kind. Wearing orange jumpsuits and showing various signs of injury. Inflicted or old scars at that.

After seeing the elves, she quickly spoke out filled with emotions as this war was so devastating, as their scars contained tell a million stories and despite being in the same cage, it seems like there relationship with one another is meager at best. "I'll make sure all of you are alright." She responded only to be replied with a few rather angry replies.

Most of them doesn't make sense as they were swearing and cursing in the elven language, but it was visible to Silvia that they were extreme as fear and sadness fills her up with every passing minute. "You’re working with them now!?" One of them loudly yells out in their language. "FILTH." Another yells out and more insults starts flying right after another.

Soon, tears starts to fall from her eyes as she had expected this to happen to but, with confidence she asks the diplomat "If she can be freed and go inside with them." Using their language enraged the elves even further but in the bright side all of them seem to be agreeing in one thing rather than fighting amongst themselves.

The Diplomat soon yelled out, with a voice that rang over that of Silvia and the other gathered elven. It was the sound, that most had come to fear - or rather, what followed. As the gathered guards, soon made that sound - the sound of cocking their weapons or pulling back the lever, that signaled their arms were loaded. Many who had tried to escape or attacked the guards - would have injuries reminding them, how painful a rubber bullet could be.

It was at least enough, for them to all be silenced. "Speak to them, and tell them - what you have known. Then tell them, if they are willing to act like a civilized culture - we are up for talking with them," he said to her - indicating, that another such incident wouldn't end nicely to either of them.

The elves have retreated backwards as the fear of getting hit by rubber bullets, made them stop and hear out what she has to say, though they look with anger with what they assumed to be the biggest traitor of their world and their race. So, with a heavy heart they listened as they didn't have a choice not to.

Silvia terrified at what the diplomat meant, stood there in silence thinking of the right words to say, confident she takes a deep breathe and looks at them with confidence. "Have you all learnt nothing." She starts catching the attention of the elves around with a confused look. "We are a dying race and we have no right to go to war because of our sins in the past." She continues showing hints of being anger with every word. "Lay down your arms, we already done our part in this war and we can't take back what we did." She continues changing to an sincere tone. "Our war is over, and we don't need to spill anymore blood, but that doesn't mean we have to be fragmented like before." She adds. "Everything around us are changing, so we must change our ways with it." She ends still wanting her race to be unified again.

Her words were painfully true as the elves only joined in hopes of redeeming their race from their mistakes and in truth the ones that suffered the least was the elves themselves. So they lowered their heads in shame, as they felt that they were doing the same mistake all over again. To the non-elves in the area they couldn't understand a word she said but, it was visible that the fighting spirit the elves had was gone as they lay their backs onto the walls but, there was signs of hope in their eyes.

She sighs in relief feeling like she just defused a bomb, feeling a surge of success as the elves calmed down. "Their fine now." She said felling a little bit happy. "They will no longer fight anymore." She continues to explain waiting for his responds, keeping their history a secret for now.

"We shall see about that," replied the Diplomat, soon enough snapping his fingers and then - a stack of papers was dumped onto her lap. Alongside several pencils. "There are about fifty elves locked up here. There are twenty pencils here. And about a hundred forms here for them to fill out."

"Since you know our language - you get the job, of starting out by having them sign in their names and other such skills and knowledge they might possess," replied the Diplomat. "Once that is done - I shall return. Let’s see you start out with something small - and for both our sake, I do hope you people manage to fill out these forms correctly and without any missing details."

"Understood?"

"I understand." She answered as she takes the forms and the pens which she immediately gives to the elves. Not knowing what to do they looked at it with curious eyes, until everyone of them had one. “I need you all to form this up.” She said as she raises her own form. “First off this is where you put your name.” She points out and explains what to put in the others, the elves listened before they started as to avoid mistakes.

After she finished teaching them what to do she begins to give out the pencils to the first twenty, keeping a close eye on what they were writing and checking quickly correcting the mistakes before they get way out of hand. “For your name you can write it in our language but, for the others write what I wrote here.” She adds, showing them her form.

“For those that live in the parts of construct forge, this is how you write it.” She says showing her form, while she asked for one of the pens that she gave out writing out what the other locations would be spelled and written on. “For this on here write what skills you have, if you’re a hunter or an experience portion maker please write it here, but please write it like this.” She continues to explain as she writes the occupations in Russian.

Soon, the first ones were finished still confused on why they had to write quickly passing it onto the others so that they can finally start theirs. “If you are finished please give it to me.” She says as she sees that some of them were already finished filling up their forms.

After a few lengthy hours of teaching and correcting, Silvia was finally done and with a sigh of relief she compiles and takes a look at it one last time making sure that there were no more mistakes and after making sure that all of it was done she turns to them and bows. “Thank you.” She says happily as she gives out the papers to a nearby soldier telling that they were all done.

The Diplomat eventually returned to accept her forms. As he soon looked over a few, and nodding in reply - handed it to another waiting soldier.

Before he turned to talk with Silvia. "You did your part. Now then. What would your kind want in reply?" he asked.

Namely this was a simple common courtesy for doing something without much backtalk and to foster a bit trust between them.

"Ask them, if they'd like something. Within reason of course..."

She turns to the elves, explaining the whole situation to them, still saddened by the loss of their worth, they talked with one another. And after a moment they spoke of a place to think, though most of them were asking for more, most of them wanted to rest and think, so she turns to the diplomat.

"Most of them wants a place to rest and think." She answers. "They need time to think out all of this and what to do, afterwards." She adds as the elves didn't have any motivation or will to do anything at the moment, especially submit themselves fully to a foreign ruler. "Of course, you can keep them under watch and they won't mind." She ends as she waits for his answers thinking that it was reasonable.

The Diplomat soon snapped his fingers and talked over with a few things - as soon enough, the elves would be moved from their outside confinment into a more comfortable, dry and bedded situation. It was simply taking them from an outside camp into a more traditional prison. At least it was far warmer here, and they a softer place to sleep in.

In addition, they eventually soon started having some meals come as well - a far cry from the previous of having them simply fed off of simplistic oatmeal and bread. This time there was at least greens, meat and water as well. As Silvia was soon ordered to keep an eye on them and to get their understanding after a couple of days.

After the elves were finally taken to the prisons and assigned with their own rooms, they started to rest, while some of them started to meditate but, most of them were contemplating about their lives and what was to come. But, for several days most of them we're silent looking off to the walls like they were watching a tv. Still despite their lack of noise Silvia didn't had any trouble talking and making them understand, talking to them about the modern human's side of the story.

The silence however didn't last long as the elves started conversing with the guards, though only a small amount of them did, they were starting to talk and bond with the patrols. Though sadness still lingers the air as most of them decided to not talk but, sit around their quarters and stare blankly at the walls.

It became evident to the Diplomat - that the elves weren't much suffering under human rule, but something themselves that prevented them from operating beyond small mercenary units. Namely they were running out of time themselves - that Command was willing to provide, to get the elven into something that would aid them against the war.

After some discussions with Silvia - all of the elves were gathered to watch a documentary. Namely as the humans said - about World War One, as they called it. The bloodiest war in their own history - barring the current one. For the most part - if the elves thought that a movie, might not be much - they would be surely mistaken. Since these weren't the acts of theater or acts. Namely it combined human movie-magic - that made it almost un-recognizable from the real thing.

“What makes a human being want to kill another who has done him no personal harm? Patriotism.”

That was the first line they saw - in addition, to reading how about 40 million soldiers, were left dead, missing or wounded after such a war - a likely unmatched number by the standards of the other races. Thus, the documentary started - blasting the elves with images, that might make even some queasy or sick. It combined the aspects of human propaganda, that seemed almost worthless - the longer you watched. As every nation tried to excuse their reason for warfare. All of this - started by the killing of a single heir of an Empire. That had millions of regular people die in trenches - while the leaders kept on this meaningless act.

It was a meaningless sight - to follow the story of a failing artist, to see how both sides were 'humane' - then to have fate rip that all away in the form of a gas attack. Then the Austrian artist being shot dead by a Englishman. Who was the right and who was wrong? None knew - yet such was the life in the trench.

The word patriotism caught the attention of the elves. For them it was the cursed word, or the forbidden word. For this word brough genocide and death to the elves and the other races of the world. The great elven empire, the darkest part of the race history. Most of them was at one time part of it, and it was obvious who they were, as their eyes were burning with rage but, at the same time a hint of despair and sadness was present.

Soon, they saw the devastation and the death, that the great war brought which was reminisint to the loses that they have suffered in that era. Families, clans, and kingdoms, none of them didn't survive their onslaught, now they knew that the modern humans are not different from them at all.

The elves eyes were glued to the screen as it plays out scenes of machinegun fire that was able to mow down waves of soldiers in a matter of seconds, then the gas killed larges groups of them in a matter of seconds, artillery buried whole trenches and tanks that bulldozed whole defensive lines.

But, they didn't know why they would show them this, this strain in their history, this abomination but, instead of hiding it they shown it to them catching them off guard. "Why would you show us this?" One of them asks as she watches, couldn't believe what she was seeing.

The Diplomat, had Silvia stand near the girl - likely to translate anything that might be lost in the language. "It is to show, that complete destruction and chaos is no excuse for complete apathy towards one species," he explained. "Your...guide....here. Has told us, that despite your rather divided culture and society - your likely one of the few, to listen to reason..."

That was a half-lie - Silvia had told them, that the elven race had been divided, hence why most elves despite being locked up didn't riot so much. They in essence, didn't care for the suffering of their own - or at least, not initially. In here, you had to work together to survive.

"This is to show, that war doesn't mean extinction. In our evolution, war had been a political tool - to achieve goals. Slowly in time, it became too high a cost to wage against each other. We became too connected with each other. Though conflict still existed, it never achieved a level as of right now," he explained.

"The thing about being intelligent and able to record your history. It is to remember, how bad war truly is - and to keep moving forward, not letting history become a crutch or reason to not evolve with the times," he stated - then got to their reason. "Silvia here wants to help us end this war. She believes in her kind, to help us end this war. Despite what you have heard of us - we do NOT enjoy constant state of warfare."
"We are right accustomed to peaceful existence. We show you this, to simply get your ass in gear and stop feeling sorry for yourself - and to get together and do something," he spoke - to usual Russian cursing that was usually common around the region. "Otherwise...we will be eventually to be using these....."

As he spoke, another documentary was soon placed instead of the Great War. Called simply to bombing of Kyoto - in namely animation. Something that Silvia had read about the 'atom-bomb' - now, both the elves and Silvia could see - the destructive weapon, that Humanity possessed, but so far hadn't used....yet. "...anything is preferable to extinction. It isn't right to bomb another sentient species, I will admit...us humans had forever assumed ourselves alone in this Universe. But if this war continues on...we...will....use this...to end the killing of our. Unless this war is stopped," he said. Letting the elves see how easily one could wipe out a hundred thousand people in a split second.

The atomic bomb was a sight to see, as they see a complete city the size so rare to see back in their world was effortlessly annihilated by one of them. The elves looked in shock and terror as the explosion was devastating. And no magic spell and artifact has the capability to deal that much damage and ruin in one go.

"We will join you to end this war." Most of them said as the clip plays on, a sight that will haunt their memories for the rest of their lives. "We will do everything we can in order to prevent it from happening. She said with a determine look. "We will do everything we can to stop this war." She said as Silvia eyes lights up, for the first time the elves are doing something together, which made her smile and feel hopefully of her race future.

Silvia then got her reward - more stack of paperwork for her to fill out. Humanity did love their paperwork and all - as she was ordered to start and make a somewhat - idea of a government into existence. Or rather, a couple of elven prisoners - had the task now of creating a functional government at a prison facility.

Whatever deity they followed, it must have been laughing at the irony of their situation.

Silvia didn't hope in her lifetime that she would see the day, that the elves would be helping and forming their own community together once again. But, rather than feeling a sense of accomplishment, she was overcome with exhaustion due to the amount of paper work that she had to do. "WHY DO I HAVE TO DO THIS!" She yells out as mountains upon mountains of paper works and proposals decorates the room that she was given.

While outside the Silvia's room, a group of five elves were gathering. "So its happening, the elves are going to unite." One of them says, quite unsure what to feel. "Well, it had to happen some day." Another quickly responds. "Well first off, we need to start thinking of what to do." Another one says. "We need to decide on what we need for this makeshift government to work. Namely, who's in charge, and how do we manage all of this." An female elf with green hair, with red eyes but, oddly the body of an 16 year old said as she sets the agenda of the meeting.

"I'll take this chance to nominate the silver hair one as our acting leader, for now." She nominates the one currently buried in a sea of paper. "I nominate myself as the leader." Another quickly responds, which certainly displeases the others, after a while a total of five candidates. “So let us start voting." After a few lengthy minutes the voting was done and with Silvia's winning.
"I'll tell her, the news after we're done, now let’s discuss, on how we gonna do this." She continues as they started exchanging idea after idea of systems that they could put up for how their micronation could work. The result was the establishment of a few mini organizations, which has their own respective responsibilities and problems that they needed to address. All settled and have decided the first of how they were gonna run things, after the representatives make their way to Silvia.

Soon, the door of the solitary room opens, and with them were four elves, primarily the little green haired one, a taller red-haired male, and two blue hair twins. "I am Tinia, the tall one is Perp and the twins are Hina and Hato and we are gonna be helping you run this elven colony of yours." She said, making Silvia drop her pen as the news hits her hard.

[DeletedUser9Gh7]

Through Their Perspective

Invincibility lies in the defence; the possibility of victory in the attack.
-Art of war, Sun Tzu

Alweya wakes up from bed, he wakes up glancing around her new home. Hoover Dam was a good fortress with the offices becoming living quarters. Not a lot of civilians was sent here but her children was. She wakes Aldaninan.

Alweya pulls out Aldanian's blanket. "Wake up.." Alweya said tirely before Aldanian stood up and made his way to the makeshift bathroom. Alweya bathes then she dressed up in her cloak.

Alweya check the children, they were awake and playing. Alweya grabs her backpack and heads out. She makes her way to her new office and notices a note on her desk. She reads it wondering who left it.

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Third Day of The New World.
To Sorceress Alweya

Lord Aldanian is busy with a few errands so I have been instructed to tell you that we need supplies. Your mages have reversed engineered the technology and we found something in the thing they call "Computers" they are in the floor above your office you should not miss them.

From General Gold

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Alweya makes her to the office and the mage gave a report

"My High Sorceress you should read this they are quite informative"

Alweya peeks then reads the man's logs She reads all of functioning menus.

Journal Logs

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Welcome Officer Mark

This terminal is for the eyes of Maintenance Officer Mark!
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Portal being opened

Hey Mark! Legacy is opening the gates. You should meet me at my place, we are going to the nearby minor portal. And John and Joe are coming too. I'm sure The Dam can survive without you for a few days right? Just reply me if you are coming. RSVP!

RE: Portal Being Opened

Sure! Primm is still as it is eh?

Supplies

Concrete and other maintennce stuff can be located in the werehouse nearby.
Now I got to go I have an "Appointment" with my ihyhjhhjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj
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"Great let's check it out"
Alweya grabs her backpack and heads to the steam ship terminal

[6slyboy6]

"Çöl Fırtınası"

The sand filled desert wind blew through the empty streets of Alexandria. Ever since Egypt fell, the iconic city resembled ancient ruins more and more. The desert winds blew sand into the city, and covered everything with a thick layer. Some cars still lied abandoned on the streets, in the same state as their owners left them when the fleed to safer areas. The only operating part of the city is the port: terminals 14-27 are heavely fortified military areas where the 12nd and 16th Egyptian mechanized batallions are situated. Despite lying deep inside the exclusion zone, these forces have not given up on freeing Alexandria and Cairo from the outworlder menace, and are fighting on a daily basis to rid the city of any aliens.

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Sgt Arpeg hummed as he sat on the edge of the conrete dock, keeping an eye on the horizon. The sun was about to go down, and him and his squadron were waiting for the last rays of the stellar neighbour to disappear. The red dusk gave a horrid appearance to the sky as if it was painted with blood, hinting that a desert storm was coming. Some seagulls flew by, and dived into the brown, murky water to catch their last fish for the day. Arpeg wondered if these birds would be better off without them humans to interfere, but he came to teh conclusion that the greenskins are rather likely to consume seagulls on a daily basis. But who knows, maybe they don't really feel the difference. Either way, Arpeg really wished he could sprout wings too, so he could fly away from his problems.

"Arpeg, get off your ass, we're moving." His squad commander, Lt Jamie waved for him, his Hayalet armor loosely hanging from his shoulders as the wind tugged the light fabric in face of the approaching storm. His face was hardened and unshaved, clearly a sign that the man had lacked proper time in the last few weeks. They've been preparing for Operation "Çöl Fırtınası" day and night, relentlessly seeking out the supply drops scattered around the nearby area so they can prepare for the upcoming event. One of the patroc craft drove by close to the group, it's lights blinking slowly as it passed by at a snail's pace, patrolling the edges of the port. Arpeg stood up and picked up the weapon lying next to him. The trusty T-76 sung a happy metallic tone as he cocked the gun, and raised it to his chest.

The task force contained a total of five soldiers. Each of them were covered from head to toe in Hayalet armor, with the exception of their boot's soles and their faces. To improve their effectivity, they all wore minituarized Gözleri visors on their heads, loosely covered by the Hayalet armor. Still, despite the concrete surroundings, Arpeg had to squing to clearly make out the shape of his commander. Then he lowered his visor onto his face, and covered all the non vital parts of the machine with the Hayalet fabric. Lt Jamie signaled for them to turn off their IR and prepare to move out.

15 minutes later, the squad was deep outside the confines of the port, and have wandered miles deep into the large metropolitan area that was essentially the entire exclusion zone. When they left the base they could still see the smoke rising from the camps of the greenskins in the distance, but the weather has deteriorated so much that they had issues making visual contact with each other even with the help of their gear's locator. The sandstorm raged over the city, unaffected by the man-made barriers that have been demolished by the outsiders. Now, practically invisible, the group sneaked through the storm to a drop-off point marked on their map, deep inside enemy territory.

Their goal was to retrieve the supplies dropped for them, and plant radio locators in key areas around the city of Cairo and Alexandria. These would later be used when the operation began in full swing. The squad moved through the thick sand, utilizing their Gözleri visors to gain significant visual advantage over anyone without the same equipment. Thanks to this, they could spot the group of greenskins standing by their target.

A large green painted military crate was hanging via a parachute from a particularly sturdy lamppost and the strong wing tugged it wildly. The group of 4 greenskins seemed to pay no attention to the crate, but scratch marks on the bottom of the box made it obvious that they were trying to get to the contents of the box before the weather became too much to bear. Now they were sitting by a fire in a windsjilded area, chewing on some unidentified meat. Lt Jamie raised his gun and the rest of teh squad followed. Arpeg aimed his gun at one of the creatures, his feed updating his HUD with his teammate's targets. The commander gave the order, and the rifles all released a single, well aimed bullet from their 7.62x42 cartridges. The powerful noises of the gun were supressed by the storm, and the greenskins fell to the ground lifelessly. Arpeg moved over the the campire and stomped it out, kicking away the pieces of wood all around the camp. Then the squad movied in to recover the supplies and prepare for the operation.

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Meanwhile, at Masada Military Base

The desert storm hit just as hard as they expected it to do, and the lights on the side of the airtrip blinked faintly through the wall of sand. The sand pegged at the windows, and hammered the tents still left outside. However, life doesn't stop just because of some sand. A group of air traffic controllers stood out in the nearly 100 km/h winds on the airstrip and fought with the wind that was trying to blow them off the goddamned rock. The short runaway wasn't much to look at even in times of clear weather, but the thick sand rendered most parts of the runaway invisible. But the radars didn't stop working, and after a few minutes of idling in the storm, the traffic controllers were greeted by the familiar voices of the shrieking engine sounds produced by the airgoup of ŞU-2/Fs descending upon the landing strip. Out of nowhere, the sand colored wings and noses of the planes started to glimmer in the storm, and their warning lights lit up as they began descending.

Their gears hit the ground graciously, and their extnedable hooks latched onto the catapult system to slow down the aircraft in time. Two more aircraft landed before they were taxied to the elevators that took the planes and their pilots to the underground hangar area. They marked the last squadron that remained in the air. With the dust storm hitting the area for the next day or two, there would be no need for them now. General Hashim observed the craft land from the briefing room before turning around and facing the rest of the military staff.

"Gentleman, we have received orders to begin our operation two days from now. This will be a swift and precise strike aimed at relieving civilian refugee camps and taking back the Cairo Exclusion zone. We will push all the way to the Legacy gate and form a defensive barrier around it. Our top priority is liberating cairo and Alexandria, as well as establishing a solid foothold at the Suez Canal. You have all received a detailed report that will further inform you on the details of this mission. You have until the storm ends to prepare your troops. Dismissed." With an excited murmur, the staff left the briefing room to inform their captains about the upcoming mission that will finally put the Persian Empire back on the map.

[Wildman13]

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THE GATHERING

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The Triumvirate of Free People, A year ago

The day was like any other, it was sunny, warm, and somewhat peaceful. A lull in the constant war they had with the Northern clan of orks was few and far between. The men of Arcadia worked with the Dwarven blacksmiths to work and embed magic in the form of runes onto armor, crystals that formed naturally from the foot of the mountain seeped out and were harvested for their richness in pure mana, and the elvish oracles were busy in their studies creating new magic techniques for the Magus Academe, while the fairies were creating constructs.

Things were about to change drastically. The watchtowers in the eastern side of the mountain strongholds observed a massive tear opening up from the sky. The border ripped open between the Northern Ork territories and the mountain that was suppose to be preventing them from comming through. Thankfully no one was injured as it was an undeveloped part of the mountain range, but that also meant that the Orks were free of harm as well.

Conflict would errupt in this area with the Orks primarily wanting to go through the gate with some never returning. The area was also a massive breakthrough in the defense, as now the Orks can freely attack the Triumvirate in two areas. For the first time in many decades, High King Morias reprises his title, "The Angel of Death".

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One Year Later

The gate had spurred both Orks and the Triumvirate to redouble their efforts for completely different reasons. The Elvish oracles saw this comming, how could they not? The council of the three stars convene in Arcadia's capital made of metal and stone, the Grey City, also known as Aurelia. The Grey City earned its name for the number of fortifications and high stone walls that are braced with metal supports and plating. The city was once the site of many battles, men and dwarves used to compete for valued resources at the base of the mountains, Orks would often raid dwarven and human farmland. The stretch of territory that many call the Triumvirate, while today may be called beautiful, before it was a bloody and charred battlefield that reeked the smell of death and decay.

Today, in the center of that same city stands a mighty hilltop keep where men, dwarves, and elves convene to decide what they should do about the gate that looms over a now open valley where a section of a tall mighty mountain range once stood. Morias presided over the judgement and decision making of the council.

"Everyone, settle down!" Morias' voice boomed into the large hall, decorated with flags, banners, and red carpets, in the center furnished with a massive round table and several seats for the council of Lords and surrounding them were metal armors of different shapes and sizes displaying different weapons and arms.

The Dwarven Lord and his advisers chimed in with their own loud voices, "Settle!? How can we settle while out there sits a large army of Orks and an open door into our territory? Not to mention this so called Gate responsible for this catastrophe!"

Not long after the Dwarves spoke, one of the Elvish oracles chimed "Patience! The high king of Arcadia wishes to speak."

Morias' eyes glowed for a moment, "Hmm, another foriegner enters our land. It's an Ork party, with Elves and Constructs... An uncommon occurrence." seated in his chair, he took up his cup and sipped its contents, savoring the texture and flavor of the well aged wine. He shot glancing looks at everyone around him, the Elves had sensed it too, the Dwarves and his advisers were perplexed at just the mere mention of Orks and Elves working together, and the advisers that sad beside Morias shot eachother confused looks.

"Escort them here... They're not enemies... Yet." he commanded.

The Dwarves would've risen to protest against this judgement, but knowing Morias for so many years they knew that they could trust his judgement.

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A few hours later, near the border

The orc shaman sensed the presence of the great ones, as the convoy continues ever closer to the city. "I believe that we have been discovered. "He mutters as soon as his small group begins to get surrounded by the Triumvirate forces.

"I believe that your ruler has sensed my presense." The shaman declares, as he orders the others to stand down. "I only wish to speak, I am no friend." He continues, as the others quickly lay down their arms. And as Morias said the party were composed of orcs, contructs and elves. But, what was shocking to say the least is who they were.

The orc shaman was known for many deeds and travels. "I am Mentis of the orcs." He introduces himself, as he pulls out his cloack revealing many scars and his iconic glowing green eyes. "But, I am known as the tainted sage." He adds ending his introduction

The elf steps up, and from his silver hair, his missing arm and the legendary staff of the ancients. There was no mistaking it, he was the legendary contruct king. "I am Antalion, the king of contruct f...." He said quickly cut off from an little girl covered from head to toe in silver. She was the acting leader of the sentient constructs. "I am the silver queen." She annouces.

Then soon after various important people followed and introduced themselves, with some being short while others having long extensive speeches in store. It was a gathering of important individuals but, suprisingly under the rule of the tainted sage.

The Triumvirate force was composed of fast moving cavalry, dwarven automobiles, and constructs. One of the men that was on horseback dismounted, he was hooded and had tattered clothing, he was clearly armed but he hadn't drawn his weapons. He pulled his green hood off and spoke.

"My oh my... What magnanimous speeches and titles..." His voice was hoarse and deep, his beared was tirimmed short, and his face marked with multiple scars as well, "I'm afraid however, that none of those titles and other such nonesense matter here in the Triumvirate, to us you're just a job..." he explained straight and plainly whilst he pulled out an order from the King, "By order of the High King of Arcadia and members of Council, you are to be escorted to the city of Aurelia, any and all hostile actions will be considered an active mark of war. Official Order: Summons, which by the way, means YOU are being summoned and we don't have all day." he again explained plain and simply.

Without even waiting for a reply, he pulled his hood on again and mounted his horse, construct wolf packs emerged to flank the cavalry formation of royal knights, archmages, and mounted Rangers. The Dwarven automobiles had their guns at the ready at all times.

The man who relayed the orders spoke again, "Well... What're you waiting for? You wanted to speak didn't you?" he whistled once, and a few horses came to greet the Triumvirate's guests. "If you need the horses to ride, here they are, DO NOT EAT THEM." he stressed.

Mentis felt the stereotypical nonsense that his race has endured in the past. "I see it hasn't died off then." He said as he sighs mounting the horses, in a natural way making it seems that the man's statemate has no bases. They ride and follow the guards to where they would see their master.

Spearheaded by the shaman, the convoy makes steady progress as they transverse the city, seeing buildings neatly organized in rows and crowds of people, still doing their day to day life. A rare place to see, since the start of the apocalyse.

"I see, then a safe zone." he said as he makes his way escorted by the city's defenders. "I sense elves nearby, dear contruct king." One of the elve's remarked looking at the contruct king with challenging eyes.

"I swear Tiara, I will hang you up by the neck for all to see if you keep acting like that." He replies to the elf seemingly displeased with her words. "Oh are you gonna make them join the call to arms just like the rest of us? Its not like more than fifty of us are already dead or missing." She adds not letting him speak.

"I mean I guess you can ask the fairies and their contructs to fight for you." She comments as she sees him speechless. "I SWEAR IF I UNIFY THE ELVES THEN I WON'T SPARE A SECOND TO PUT YOU BEHIND IRON BARS FOR YOUR INSOLENT LITTLE TONGUE!" He replies in an effort to scare her, but in response she snicker in his face.

"Unify the elves!? HAH! What a joke!" She answers as she laughs. "We both know that you don't have the capabilities to do so." She ends laughing at his threat. "Elves." The others said sighing at their brickering and remembering of how they were that close to conquering the world. Soon, the convoy arrives at where they were supposed to go.

As the party entered the city a substantial amount of the escort guard pulled away to return to their duties near the border. The escort that is left to the protection of the party are the mounted knights of Auroria. The Entrance to the Grey Keep is heavily guarded, marching troops some with armor, some with big heavy sheilds, some with rifles from the dwarves, some with arming swords and staves, some with just a simple book, and some among them were dwarves and constructs - who were treated as equals and in that spirit are as equaly heavily equiped - and all of them protect the keep.

The gate behind the party closed without the use of a crew or pulleys, it raised from the ground with the use of clockwork and steam. The people in the generally left alone land of the Triumvirate had technology that they needed, mainly better weapons. However, when they passed by the people in the city, they were given judging looks especially towards the Orks among them. It was quite clear that Ork-Triumvirate relations were quite sour. The towering buildings, bustling markets, and somewhat peaceful countryside was to mask the underlying problems that the Triumvirate faced on almost a daily basis. Ork infiltration and war parties.

The Orks regularly infiltrated and raided settlements across the Triumvirate, as a result, war between them was frequent. Orks regularly adapted and made their own version of Dwarven and Human weaponry causing the Dwarves and Humans to frequently adapt their weapons to their own previous design. Where in most countries across the world have experience a lessened amount of conflict, the Triumvirate and the Northern Ork clans have been locked in battle for many years. Eventually the Elvish oracles and the fairies that occupy the forests within the Triumvirate's borders dabbled in creating constructs again.

Learning from their mistake, constructs are now used for more than a military purpose and openly live a free life within the Triumvirate. Unfortunately, the the Constructs are a highly debated topic amongst the council and the people, whether they are necessary at all and whether they can be considered alive.

The party soon arrives at the gates of the Aurelian keep within the city walls, with an increase of knight statues and guards. The Gate operates the same way as the gate at the walls of the city and standing among the walls were guards armed with rifles, bows, crossbows, staves, and books and with them are cannons that looked like nothing they've ever seen before with ammunition that looked a lot like what many soldiers that return from the battlefield describe in reports of World Eater weapons.

Through the gate they found more guards and a red carpet leading towards a throne; flanking the throne were two staircases that spiraled up towards the upper levels of the keep. Every five steps up these stair cases were guards and the keep was constantly busy as it was the center for politics and law. The stairs lead down towards a lower level where a court can be found that holds trials for the accused.

The grand hall was a sight to behold, as steaks of gold and silver decorates the room. A marvel and a testiment to the might and wealth of the country. The sage was impressed at the display as he examines the walls and the imposing ceiling of the structure. Especially the large stain glass on the sides, which tells numerous stories and tales.

"It reminds me of the high kings chambers but, smaller." One of the dwarfs muttered as he strokes his beard. "Its certainly better than his hamlet." Tiara mischeviouslycomments, which scores her a furious glare from the contruct king.

"I am Mentis, and I have come seeking an audience with you Morias high king of Arcadia." He said as he bows down awaiting his words.

The council acknowledged Mentis' arrival, they looked at his escort and thought of nothing else but amazement. The North was isolated from the rest of the world, this is partly due to the prison that Morias himself guards.

Morias simply nodded in aknowledgement, his clothes looked decent but not out of the ordinary compared to the people in the streets of the Grey City. Morias then said, "Welcome to Aurelia, the legendary fortress that has not fallen in many decades."

The Dwarves in the council then spoke up, "Ah more pointy ears! This'll be a treat." The Elven oracles ignored their words and imediately eyed the Elf and their constructs.

Morias then gestured to the seats that rose in the middle of the room, obviously for most of them to sit. "There is much to discuss and I persume it's about these ominous gates that have sprouted out of nowhere?" He paused awaiting Mentis' response.

Mentis in his famous worned red cloak, comes closer and with each step a thunk as his sandals connects with the white polished surface of the court room. "Indeed, esteemed first one." He omnimously said, grinning as if knowing that he was one of the long lost races of the first ones or the aetherkin to be exact. "I have come bring an alliance the world has never seen before, agaisnt an common enemy." He states his bussiness, rising up after.

"Join us agaisn't this foe and we will see a golden age never before seen." He confidently continues. "We the alliance of Titania have come seeking your aid in liberating our world from the plague that the world eaters have placed." He continues with the same gustav. "Help us save the earth mother." He ends with the same but, more sincere tone.

"Earth Mother...?" Morias was quite surprised anyone would call this world a mother, for true it has provided many with shelter, food, and equal opportunities, but this world was created by someone or something else. "How quaint, I have never referred to our world as a mother, prior experiences have led me to that conclussion..." He paused only to create a raised steeple with his hands, "However, I can understand why you would want to protect it."

The elvish oracles, cloaked head to toe in different colored garments, explained their stance, "The gates however are beyond our realm and thus beyond our jurisdiction, the orks in our region continue small raids into the world beyond our own." The second oracle spoke, "We have seen this future, whether to go into the gate or not will lead to either ruin or prosperity." The third finished their explanation, "There is no telling which is which, but the wiser thing to do is to stay out of the affairs beyond our own."

The dwarves rudely butt in, "Pah! These gates are nothing but trouble! They oppened up a separate front all together, the orks have been raiding more and more these days because of that one bloody gate!"

Morias nodded and again awaited the reply of Mentis' party.

Antalion curious, sneaks a peek at the three. "Elves from the time of the empire." He softly whispered to Titania, which sneakily glares suspiciously at them in return. "I don't like them." She softly replies. "You may not share the same belief, but in this trying times we must help one another for a common enemy has laid siege towards our homes." The sage zelously explained to the king.

"I have already gathered the elves, the contructs, the humans, the orcs, and the dwarfs into an alliance." He continues, maintaing the same tone and zeal which makes one of the dwarfs stand up. "Of course, but all of us are free to do what we want to do." He adds with a hint of frustration in his words. Titania sighs at the bluntness, no matter how much she was dealing with on a daily basic. "

"Of course, all of you are free to do what you want, but you will be expected to aid in the protection of the earth mother." He ends in fear of being lenghtly like last time, waiting to hear your answer.

Morias cocked an eyebrow, "You speak of such a grand alliance and even have most of the representatives here at this table, but the Triumvirate have not felt this so called 'unity'" He then stood from his chair and in the middle of the table danced a colorful whisp of energy that then coalesced into shapes and figures in the middle of the table.

"This is what we've had to endure even most recently." Morias said, as the shapes refined themselves into scenes of battle, devastation, death, and war after the recent appearance of the gate. "The orks have been bringing marching through and around the gate, they've attacked us multiple times, and when their war party returns, they bring rather advanced weaponry from the other side..."

The dwarven king stood up, "This alliance of yours is folly! You can't even bring all of your kind under one banner!" He shouted addressing the ork.

The elvish oracles were quick to remind of the dwarves that stood next to them, "The same could be said about you, there are dwarves that stand right across from you." The dwarf king then said "They abandoned us long ago and forgot that we even existed! They are no dwarf kin of mine!" he fussed, "We made ourselves, we fought for our lands multiple times over, we've spilled OUR blood, spent OUR people, used OUR steel, it was only when Morias arrived when we finally stopped fighting against eachother and even then the orks still see a need to ruin the peace!" slammed his fist down onto the table making it shake furiously with vigor. The elves stood silently, aware of Titania's disdain but feigning ignorance to the matter.

"The point of the matter is, we can't legitimately help you unless you can bring the local clans of orks to heel. This will ensure that no raids will happen upon my people, and that we can continue our progress in technology." Morias then shot a look at the dwarves that accompanied Mentis, "I believe your kind still use blunderbusses and flintlocks correct? We've been using brass cartridges just recently before the gate opened suddenly. It was an innovation we took from our experimental brimstone cannons that are now gradually replacing our old cannons because of their increased efficiency and range." He then took a rifle from one of the guards, "We have repeating versions of these rifles, but they're quite experimental still, for now we are using a bolt-pull mechanism where we load one cartridge at a time, but if you can bring us technology, we can greatly improve our research in terms of balistics." He then demonstrated its usage meticulously and without fail, and presented it onto the table, "This is what WE can do for YOU, we will even offer our own training regiments, but until you can meet our demands, then WE cannot help YOU." Morias concluded his offer.

“I see brave words coming from the cowards that escaped.” One of the dwarves stand up furious, replying to his counterpart with frustration, pointing the finger at them abandoning all respect towards them. “The dwarfs have been proudly under the banner of high king since the elven war but, you and your little expedition escaped out here. After years of searching we have never heard from you ever again, and you dare think that we left you for dead.” He madly adds, pointing at mountain king in disrespect.

“And how dare you think that we are still under technology.” He madly gives a death stare at Morias. “That lit…” He tries to continue before Titania pulls out her trusty sawn-off and fired two shots from it to the roof, releasing a deafening blow with every shot which echoes throughout the room. “Open your mouth again and I’ll make sure it stays opened.” She coldly says with her eyes burning with anger, making the enraged dwarf heed.

“Titania stand down.” Mentis calmly ordered the elven female making her and the dwarven ambassador stand down. “I am sorry for the way my companions have acted.” The sage apologies as he bows his head in shame. But, as he does the silver queen stares at the oracle, observing them from the distance with distaste. “Just like the others, weak.” She mutters softly in an attempt for them not to hear.

“It is true that my kind is at fault, let me do everything I can to solve this issue.” He respectfully proposes, in an effort to save face and to not let talk break down. "For now technology varies between each nation and race but, I ensure you that we are no pushovers." He ends as he waits for his answer .

"I never said quite the remark, you see, I noticed your technology strapped to the hip of that woman with you... Titania was it? It gave me the impression that only recently has your technology improved with the aid of what came through the gate. The orks here have been doing much the same using what they've learned from us..." The lights continue to show the prowess of the orks fighting in the region, "If you can bring the Orks in this region to heel... Then we can help improve your technology, seeing as we've improved it without the help of outsiders for over many years."

The Dwarves next to the elvish oracles were visibly enraged, left behind as an expeditionary force and abandoned, what choice did they have? The dwarves from the south had little to no respect for what they've built on their own, they felt no kinship for them. The elves themselves still feigned their ignorance of the elves that Mentis brought to the table, they simply spoke of the matter at hand "Indeed, if you can bring these orks to heel it would bring legitimacy to your alliance and thus open legitimate discussions between us, until then asking us to join you would be a folly of diplomatic wisdom."

The dwarves then merely shrugged in agreement, then Morias chimed, "There you have your answer... If you wish to find them, they are beyond the dwarven fortressess in the east." the room dimmed as the light faded and the council awaited their reply.

Titania didn't answer the question careful not to give out too much info shrugging off the question still visibily anger at them. "I do hope that you understand but, we do not wish to give out too much information." A kid that had silver skin speaks up calmly. "Technology is hard to come by and it can and will turn the tide of battle, we have already decided that the spoils of war turn to the looters." She continues keeping her stoic tone.

"The dwarfs and the constructs for example have been helping one another in terms of technology but, still keep an eye out on one another so that both sides are still in terms with one another." She further explains as her armor starts to visibly moves into place turning it all into impressive combat armor, which surprises the dwarfs and the others supporting her statement.

"And my pitiful old masters helping with the orcs in acquiring and making their own technology and we believe to have their own secret facilities that deals with this." She ends her explanation still indifferent as she reverts into her original battle wears.

“As for the orcs we will do everything we can to solve the problem.” Mentis said with a sigh of relief to hear that the talks were still up. “I will personally talk to them.” He ends to see his reaction.

Morias smirked, "Then I wish you luck on your journey, the council here will finish up our business, also do watch what you do in our territory, I will be watching you every step of the way." Morias then tapped his table, the tower above them oppened up, "I have arranged for transport..." at that moment, Gryphons flew in and a construct eagle pearched themselves around the open roof.

"Go, the fastest way is by air." he pointed above them, as he again wished them well on their journey.

"I request that I stay here?" The silver queen asks. "This is not my fight and I am not involved in here." She continues as she refuses to board the eagle. "And may I talk with the construct that you have in here.” She adds to her list demands. The orc sage and his selected few departed onto the eagle. Leaving their bodyguards and associates back inside the courtroom.

But, minutes after a tired orcs rushes from the path way. “He's here, and he brings an army.” He quickly announces panting after. Making one of the orcs that’s clad in green armor and seem to be wielding a strange weapon sigh as he quickly commands the guards to scramble to attention, as they mount up their raptors in an attempt to catch up to the eagle. “I hope that my son doesn’t make any mistakes.” The orc says crossing his arms while signs of rage starts to show in his face.

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The ground shakes near the eastern dwarven fortress before it opens showing the presences of a great worm, bigger than its cousin, but the difference is that has the ability to travel towards solid ground. Minutes after the worms emerges from the ground, narrowily missing the fortress, it dives yet again, before it surfaces again now further into the territory of the orcs

[Jangel13]

Forgive us if we are missing a few things but this took a lot of work))

Screaming, that's the sound that filled the air when it first began. The world was forced to go through a transformation that ended in war. Fighting began and people turned to their leaders to figure it all out. Of course little could be done from a surprise attack like this. The U.N. was split apart and created city states, however their was one thing that everyone needed and that was communication. 

Today that wish is being fulfilled as of 00:00 hours military standard a line reporter was given a chance to be the voice of this devastation. The funny thing is that this one man was actually just a translator but he was the most fluent translator that is left in the U.N. as a result he was the best person to give a voice to the common man. 

He went to an undisclosed location known only by a few of the higher ups. before he was given a Mic and minutes later the red light in front of him lits up, telling him that h on air. He coughed a few times and said testing to make sure that the others working there with him were getting a clear frequency. 

Then he was on "everyone testing testing, hello. I know that a lot has happened recently and the United nations wanted me to let you all know that we have reestablished radio communications to the populace at large. As I will no doubt be a target for propaganda or to be used by the enemy to feed you lies my true identity is to be kept secret. For now you will know me as Mr M, I am here to give you all the facts and no sugar coating, so for those with weak hearts or children please leave the room." He said taking the moment to allow them to leave. 

He then continued "I Mr M am a translator and as such i will speak the sane message in every language i know on loop until new reports come in from the front lines. Now here are the reports of everything that's happened so far"

America

"On America's front they had sent pioneers into the new world through the, what we now refer to as gates and went through. Sadly they and the command center they were controling the legacy gate was destroyed. Afterwards both our east and west costs fell to what could only be described as monsters, millions were lost in the attacks and now at the Mexican border an army of what could only be described as half beasts that most of us have only seen in movies and video games are marching their way ahead. Sadly I must also inform you all that our president and his  have died. As of then our highest military officials are leading the country in this time of crisis. The voices in south America have before silent and that is a result of U.N. forces dissolving into banditry. Now it has regressed to warlords claiming land and fighting off the invaders themselves rather then as a unified unit. Though I doubt we could ever forget that america used hundreds to thousands of planes to help bomb key locations in america in order to give aid to the pinned americans."

Europe

He then took a quick breather drinking some water knowing, he had a lot to say for the first broadcast. He then continued "we now turn to Europe or what was Europe before the calamity. German forces have bombarded the ancient city of Berlin and is now in ruins. Russia had it much worse, as their gate detonated in an nuclear explosion which occurred, destroying the invaders but right now we can't even think about the long term consequences of such an action. The short term however only made their situation much worse as it seems the orcs mutated and became savage now firing the stereotype perfectly as they nearly destroyed Moscow. Their saving grace however came in the form of the former Soviet states moving their large force to help pushing the orcs back. As a resort they have become a super nation and is now the largest unoccupied force left on earth. Let's not forget though that In europe ice bombs were dropped in the baltics freezing a massive part of europe."

Asia

"Next we turn to Asia, the USEAN lost most of their territory as they abandoned most of their island territories as they retreat back further inland. After a major battle they were able to finally push back the orcs and claim china in one of the largest military operation known to man which was a success. This victory was soon tainted however when many of their phase one soldiers started commiting war crimes as they rape and torture the refugees that came to seek aid in china. With after the event it was decided to make english as the official language and a lot of political changes to the nation as a whole. However, Lets not forget that in asia the fighting pilipino who helped a small fleet britishs from leviathan. Japan is still in disarray as various warlords pin themselves over one another to determine who ultimately unify the nation."

At this time an orc in the magical realm with the all clear from his chieftan was about to make his first announcement. It was decided that all of the races, should know the current situation and he decided to give the information since he was elderly and wanted to talk anyways. He sat down in a chair in a specially made room, the dwarves rigged up with horns to act as speakers so he could tell everyone in the camp at once.

"Greetings, this is Ga'vo elder of one of the orc tribes. It was decided to make an annoucnement system to give everyone information on what is happening on the front lines. So without further adue I will begin reading the reports.

"Now as you all know by now, In the beggining of the war several of our renown heroes have led the charged into the world eaters and have secured most of the fronts, bringing weaponry and technology our people have never before seen before. From our initial attack we gained slaves for our world but, despite the aid our world still lies in ruins as the damage lingers on. Alot of the world eaters have joined our side as they have learned the error of their ways, naming themselves as the ghouls, they are ever loyal to the cause. Thanks to their aid we might get the option of peace if more of the world eaters understand what joining our side can do for them. 

Under our noble cause the races of Titania have form an alliance never before seen before.The dwarfs, the elves, the contructs, and the orcs have forms a bond that will stand a test of time. Once great enemies, are now the protector of TITANIA, THE EARTH MOTHER. The humans have promise to give aid, and once lost races have been found and other the leadership of the tainted sage. As our people have suffered we have form solace in the gate as its crystal walls protect us from the weapon of the world eaters. The gate is the next fronteir, and we need all that we need in order to win this war. Join up in arms brothers and sisters and FIGHT FOR TITANIA!, FIGHT FOR THE EARTH MOTHER!!

The elves have seen our cause just, as they give aid, as well with the constructs and the high dwarfs. We have also discovered a list of races that we did not though existed but, now we have seen that they are truly warriors of renown and as they have also joined the cause but, ungrateful clans of the orcs are still misleaded as they deny in helping this holy cause.

Lost clans and people have been found calling themselves the triumvaire have been found by the sage himself, leading a brigand of capable leaders and soldiers to his side as he establish a new ally to our cause making it obvious that the outcome of the war is only victory under the armies of Titania." He said saying his will and tired he thanked everyone for listening, before he retires.

[DeletedUser9Gh7]

"What took us so long?"

"History has a sickening way of repeating itself, but this has not been done before. When the doorways of doom has released monsters cries were heard. We were forced to hide in our bunkers shielding ourselves but now we are ready. We must go out and undo the damage, a damage that we could have prevented. We did it and establishing a fortress as The White House doing some things... And creating our base of operations at a citadel in The Pentagon. We are about to assault a hotel that is now a fortress of evil. I hope we may accomplish this task..."

"End log.." Cody said to the tape as he turns it off.

"Cody, we arrived I need you to get to that tunnel." Helen said as he enters the room

"Yes, Ma'am.." Cody said as he grabs his custom high power laser rifle and goes outside
He opens a manhole which leads to a car tunnel beneath the fort of the monsters.

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As he walks into the tunnel he quickly dashes to the corner as he notices some orc guards.

"WORLD EATERS SCARED OF US HIDING IN WHITE PALACE!" He eavesdrop as he hears the orc

"HA HA HA!" the rest of the orcs laugh.

Since he was to go with a stealth he aims his backup laser silenced pistol and fires at them. Before they can react the were ashes. He quickly goes topside and does his tasks. He disable dwarven weapons, he frees a few human about to be turned into ghouls, and he throws the orc's weapons away. He then gives the signal

Back at the makeshift camp Helen's communicator glows. "It's time!" Helen commands Lucy. "Shaun you and me are going to the frontlines, Lucy do your thing we will be in touch with out communicators." Shaun leads a squad of rangers as they go in front of the hotel. An army of initiates, knights and paladins was waiting for them. As Helen fired the archers above fired. But Cody was waiting for them as he fired at them. Cody opens the gates. But as it opens legions of ghouls burst out. The laser rifles helped but they swarmed the unlucky soldiers. They managed to get them to the medics but they were in lesser numbers as the fighting stops.

Shots can be heard as the howitizers bombard the hotel. The 13th to 19th floors collapse. The 12th and 11th sustained damage that some walls was blasted with holes and the roof was destroyed. The 12th was no more however, the 10th was intact. The Death Squadron moves and the hotel was cleared.

The civilians helped rebuild and they were given a new home in the hotel.The hotel was turned into a town where rescued civilians comes from. In a couple days the hotel was a town that now uses a currency made by The Roria. But their work was not done. The hotel was called "New Hilton" however some things were worse than others.

For they have not reclaimed Washington just yet. But the road ahead might seem dark. But that is where we must carry the torch and light another one. Arizona is The Roria's target. But little do they know there are forces there darker.

[DeletedUser9Gh7]

"Assault of Boulder City"

"Things have been going good, We have established a fort in what the world eaters call "Hoover Dam". But we must go forward, at moment we are going to assault a world eater settlement knows as "Boulder City", but something tells me that the shaman is acting fishy." Aldanian ends the journal writing.

He stands up and heads to the war room. The soldiers were ready and they had to fight. Soon enough an army of centurions and soldiers marched towards the city. Aldanian riding in a centurion peeks out. He then commands the army. "They stand scared and afraid at their city surrounded by walls! They have doomed our world and we need a new home!" Aldanian yell as they charge towards the wall of the human settlement.

"Kill! NO MERCY!" That sound was all you can here. The soldiers and centurions swarmed the undefended humans. The humans was armed with rifles and pistols but this was not enough. Aldanian jumps off the centurion and pulls out his staff. He quickly charges to a human, his enchanted weapons unmatched the soldiers. He quickly focuses at a large headquarters like building. He and his men assaulted it ending up inside.

He quickly examined the building. Then he saw the leader of the humans. he quickly asked "We both know was it about to happen, and it just so happens that I require something. Two things!" Aldanian said in rage but he was planning something as he pulls out his weapons. "Please we did not do nothing wrong!" The leader said as he slowly sat down. "We will need slaves but we are not monsters, you will be given fair conditions and will be accepted as citizens." Aldanian said. "Thank..you, this is the first time someone helped us." The leader said. The leader then commanded the survivors to hold their fire. But Aldanian then suddenly commanded his men to kill. A brilliant strategy to desperate people.

Some were taken as slaves and forced into work but then Aldanian was focused on something. He looks at the north there he saw a tower with lights bright as sun. He quickly take a look at the map then he reads: "Las vegas, heart of the dessert" He says as he is filled with excitement.

[Scarescrow]

Biology

Collab with @Wildman13

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After the battle was over several of the avian, orcs, dwarfs, and some books were now in the custody of the USEA, soon they have halted away to secret labs and locations and will soon feel all sort of pain and uncountable injustices will be inflicted to them. As they will face torture, abuse, and experimentation, their condition was so dire that some could link the treatment they received to concentration camps as seen in totalitarian regimes.

Soon, a group of orcs, avians, and dwarfs wakes up only to be greeted to a small and cramp grey room, with only a small window of iron bars as their link to the outside world. Furthermore, it was unbelievably hot that some of them grew weak while some fainted. They soon, found out the there was an iron object denying them their usage of their arms or what looked like arms.

“Make sure that the handcuffs are secure" The sound from a man that revealed himself from the darkness of the flaming chamber. He dresses in an all black suit and armed with something like a stick or a baton.

But soon, before their eyes was something that’s very similar to a concentration camp. But the camp was dark and damp, with orcs and avians were being gathered like pigs and sheep.

“Dwarves to the right. The rest belong to the ‘cattle.’” He yells out as the other guards begin to separate the Invaders into two. One headed straight to a white chamber. The white light, the sound of high technology, and the cold air flowing out. But inside, corpses of Dwarves being hung like cattle freshly killed. And near them are men in black suits that are putting the organs into a strange yellow vial. Old. Young. Men. Women. They are all hanged like pigs. And even dead, they are not to be free from the crime they cause to the USEA.

The scream suddenly burst out, saying “no!!!!” And the Dwarves enters their factories. But in here, freedom ain't belonged to them but to their master. They are served with nothing more than a few cups of rice and beans, a few bottle of water, and daily check-up. Nearby, the speaker with the constant message is repeating day and night.

“Remember the pain they cause for us. Remember the hatred. Remember your lost. And now, they are here to receive their pain. And don't be afraid of your action, know the others are doing the same.”

And with that, the dwarves are being sent to their unknown fate. But the life that waits for the Orcs and the Avians are nothing better as they venture deeper into the area that is called as “cattle zone." And struck their eyes are the scenes of their people chained with large boulders. The chain the size of a man’s leg rattles as the orcs and the avians moved. Eye sockets are a common characteristic to be seen. Limped wings of the Avians as they try flapping their wings to reach for that small hole ventilation. But futile it is.

Just then, another voice getting into the speaker message. He or she said in a strange tone, almost machine-like.

“As the warden of camp ‘Hellish Demise', I welcomed you to this exotic place. As you can see, we are having a huge problem with food.” The man in the black armor walked on the stadium while he pointed toward a location that is not very far away from the orcs and avians' location. Corpses. The hollow bodies. The ripped rib cages. Opened appendages. Fallen eyes. Loose nose and lips. They are being masqueraded, under the eyes of their people. They died naked as well as soulless under the warden's eyes. And once again, his booming voice overcoming all the biting and bickering noise that his inmates could create.
“As I had mentioned before. We are in search for those that could speak and decipher the tomes of what you call as ‘Mages’ or ‘Druids'. Of course, the options lie within you to decide to help us or to continue loyally to your people. But notice this, we aren't having enough food to carry all of you until the end of the war.” And the man pointed toward those mountains of corpses that are waiting to be disposed of. And maybe in the Invaders’ eyes, the man is monster in folklore. And some of them wishes that they had what he said is not going to be real. And his mask, now more evil than the time they saw in the first place, is now creating a devilish smile.

“So anyone that would assist us will regain your daily meal as usual and protection. But for those that choose to retain your loyalty to the Invaders, well I guess you could feast on your comrades’ bodies and soak all those hatreds in you.”

And with that, the warden leaves the place. But on his way out, the warden forget to deliver a message. So speaking through the speaker that is connected throughout the whole camps, the warden said with his devil voice. “It seems I have forgotten something very crucial to our future cooperation. The new law, written under the name as “The New USEA’s Prisoner Adjustment and Cooperation" had clearly written that,’ the Invaders upper limbs shall be broken.”’ The sound of something broken begins as the soldiers with their adjusted clubs begin to smash every Orcs and Avians. “in order to restrain our fellow friends from resisting our adjustment. The food supplies will also be cut short as well as the heat suppliers.” The warden begins shaking his head, saying to the soldier that stand next to him. “We are in South East Asia, we don't need heaters.” A chuckling sound coming from that bulky suit, as the headgear begin to shake up and down. And the warden turns back to his speaker and the message that he forgot to mention. “Oh, and we can also begin our experiment without their approval, it seems like. Well, there you have it, folks. I hope you have a wonderful day in ‘Hellish Demise.'”

And with that, the man turns off his speaker and go back to his room. The only voices that could be heard in that shady and long hallways were the soldiers' footsteps and the warden's murmur. “Don't worry, my dear. They will pay for what they have done, sweetheart.” And the sound of his family talisman closed. Of metal clicked and snapped was the only sound in the long hallway of “Hellish Demise."

The cruelty of the humans was too much for them, as the broken orcs and the avians were only grunts and had no idea how to use the magic that their leadership had, seeing the bodies of their comrades get defiled and gutted right in front of them added more terror to their eyes. For these creatures that they hunted and cut down was more than capable in returning their treatment a hundredfold, soon after the combined efforts of starvation and desperation the orcs and the avians begged for death asking their brothers to crush their heads with their feet just to end it while the others were surrendering that they will tell just so that they can get out from the conditions that they faced.

The dwarfs felt hatred as they were forced to work for the humans, unbeknownst to them that the orcs and avians were suffering something far worse. “What is this filth.” The dwarf complains as he throws the rice with the other veggies to the sides. “YOU THINK THAT YOU CAN DO THIS TO US!” He yells out as he grabs the tray and started bashing the walls with it creating noise that can be heard by the others.

Another five joined him with his defiance. “Chew on that you lazy bums, we are a proud race that will not bend our knee to you world eaters.” He continues with pride as more and more dwarfs joined him and the situation soon started to fall into a heated prison riot.

But the prison revolt did not last long as hundred of Phase 1 soldiers begin to flush in and smash every resistances that they can see. Blood spilled from the unarmed enemies as each time the clubs of the soldiers are raising high and strike down with a stunning force. The sound of something break, whether it is bones or steel trays, are all across the dwarves’ complex. After capturing all the prisoner and manage to break all of their pinkies fingers, the sound from the speak began once again. “First of all, I must send my sincerely to you all for creating the riot. Now, the people will see how dangerous you, the Orcs, and the Avians are. And so, I had created a new schedule for you guys in such a short amount of time. Any bravo?” The sound of the guard cheering as some of them putting their fists above toward the white ceiling while singing something. And the voice continued its message” Second of all, your daily food proportions will be cut by half. You will also have no medical checkup. Food would now be served at 1 AM. If you did not give us back your tray, you whole cell would not have any food. And now, instead of receiving good plumbing device, you will do your business inside a metal box with no water or paper to clean your bottom half.” A huge moan comes out, much larger than the scream during the revolt happen throughout the complex. And this was the voice from those prisoners that had been stay in here much longer than them. And the speaker continues its stretching message: “Of course, you could choose to help us to know more about your culture. but believe in this, if you lied. You suffered a fate that is much worse than your comrades out there could imagine. Once again, I hope you had a wonderful and great time in ‘Hellish Demise’.” And with that, the guards pulled out of the cells and leave behind the sicked and wounded to suffer their determined fate. And somewhere, the message is returning to its endless loop.

“Remember the pain they cause for us. Remember the hatred. Remember your lost. And now, they are here to receive their pain. And don't be afraid of your action, know the others are doing the same.”

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After the uncalled brutality that the humans have shown the dwarfs quickly went back to work for them with deep hatred and anger, but with the reduction of the food they soon became wearily and weak, some of which succumbed to hunger and depression. The dwarfs tried to endure but, dwarven pride did not feed them leaving others weakly to the food and to the mercy of the guard or his fellow people. Soon, the mood becomes heated as the dwarfs are not trying to stage a means to escape chipping away at their trays for scrap metal and other various objects that they can use.

The orcs and the avians were suffering much more than the dwarfs as their state has left a deep and incurable wound in their hearts, as the orcs can no longer fight, toil their lands, or embrace the family that they have left behind. For the avians, their broken wings can never be fixed and robbing them of their natural right to fly and feel the sky of all its glory.

And being degraded to livestock was the biggest shock to them as they were no longer important, but just a sack of meat that's the only purpose was to fatten up and be served to the enemy. All of it was too much to the point where one of them gave up and agreed to tell them how magic works or preferably what he knew.

The warden opens his hand as if he was welcoming a long time no see friends, but the situation would suggest otherwise. In the center was an orc. He was cleaned, wearing heavy handcuffs and chained by two heavy metal balls to his legs. Beside him is a few Phase 1 soldiers that are ready to beat the thing in front of them into mush if it had anything noticeable.

“Please guys, there is no need to do such thing.” The Warden said as he walks closer to the orc, who seems like a small sheep that is going to be torn apart by the wolf. And given what the devious voice what it wants. “Well, my dear friend. I believe you came here to ask me for something. A deal? A propose? A surrendering vote? Well, it doesn't matter.” The warden walked further from the orc and tapped on one of the nearby buttons. And projectors begin to work their full power to project all the sights in the complex called as “Hellish Demise." The image of the thing being beaten to its death. The sound of bones being crack. The sight of many chewing the corpses while having a smile on them. They are human. And they are glad because of the food that they luckily found. The morn, the cries, and the screams of children as they saw their parents return home. Some with their body parts forever lost. And some in the wooden box.

“War.” The warden said as he turns his back from the orcs. “We never begin it in the first place. We never did anything in the first place. And all we did was protecting our world. Millions if not billions had lost their lives. And to encounter this, we had begun to study your technologies. These things that you called as ‘Magics’ certainly held its strength. But we across the nation, we are studying about these tomes. The speed may be low but it progresses without your help. So I am beginning to wonder about keeping prisoners. There is no need to keep the dwarves, seeing how their rebellious nature. The avians and you guys cost us too many foods.” The warden halts and looks at the ceiling above him. A sigh coming from his mask. “Yes, most of the people are supporting for throwing you guys killed. We don't need your meat actually, as it is too hard to be eaten. And even more, your intelligence certainly a threat to our survival. But I guess we could keep some of you, in a very few number of course. So, please tell me, my dear friend. Why should I keep you?” Pouring himself a small cup of water, the warden held the cup high before continuing his question. “Well considered that. I hope you enjoy eating your comrade flesh and receiving these harsh treatments. This is probably our final meeting before that ‘exterminating prisoner policy’ getting passed.” And with that, the warden turns his back and signal the soldiers to bring the thing away. He is waiting for something inevitable to happen. Whether it is the end of this race or the betrayal of some individuals, both will suit his will. After all, the outside world is a harsh world.

Meanwhile, in the Dwarfs zone.

The dwarfs are now being divided into 2 sides and held in a large white room. Each of them is sitting nicely in a table with a blank piece of paper on it. The topic was simple, write for your life. Although simple, there are many requirements following. There must be more than 10 words per lines, except if it is a poem. Your hand-write must be readable. You are not allowed to tear the paper that was given to you on purpose. Doing so would result in death. If you did not write more than 4 pages long in 24 hours, dead. If your handwriting is too bad, you will be beaten to almost dead. If you are lying, or attempt to lie, death. And if you attempt to destroy others paper, death

But there are also some that the human provides as they clearly say:
1. You may talk with other. But the group must be no bigger than 10 people
2. You may go to the restroom, but your time will not add for the time you spent in the restroom.
3. And attempt to leave this room will result in death.

And since the beginning, there had been a dozen of dwarfs being removed as they show hostile and uncooperative manner with the soldier.

“I’ll talk, so please spare me.” He pleaded to the phase 1 soldiers in what seems to be a messed up version of your language. “My family needs me, they won’t survive.” He continued even further, begging even as tears begin to flow from his eyes. “I’ll tell you everything I know, I can even be a spy for you.” He said with a desperate look and a face that is willing to do anything.

“I can even raise up an army and cripple them.” He desperately proposes as he gets dragged away with the tone of a broken man that will do anything to survive. “As of magic, I can bring you shamans, scrolls, artifacts, and tomes.” He quickly adds trying to raise his chances of survival, by showing his importance in being alive rather than underneath the ground. “I’ll do anything just keep me alive.” He finally ends pleading to the warden as he already said everything that could possibly not get him executed or outright killed, nervously waiting for the answer of the warden as he closes his eyes.

The dwarfs, on the other hand, will stay defiant to the end as they look at one another, with their natural pride and with a simple nod they started writing. They quickly made finished paper after paper but, instead of an essay, they were writing a letter in their own language which was incomprehensible to humans at the time. They wrote with pride with some laughing, the others with a saddened look and others a sincere and fatherly look. They were writing for their own survival rather they were writing for their families that they left behind hoping that one day this letter comes back home, writing about the atrocities and suffering that they had undergone through, day in and out inside the facility.

one of the letters

Dear Frost Hammersplit,

Boy, my time is short and if you have received this message then I am no longer there to train you. But, do not be saddened my son for you are destined for greatness and you have the eyes of a master forger. I know I have never shown or told it to you but, I am proud of you both your mother and I are. You are our most wonderful creation and legacy that we left behind in our two worlds. I’m sorry for everything, please forgive me.

Half of the letter was burned off and ruined like the others at this point.

After they were done they huddled up as a group of tens just as they were instructed but, instead of planning what to say they exchanged stories, tales, myths, and jokes turning the gloomy atmosphere to a more festive and merry one. They would all die but, that didn’t stop them from enjoying the so little time they had left.

“Of course,” The Warden signaled the nearby Phase 1 soldier to take the betraying green skin in front of him to the laboratory. And the voice coming from the man that called himself as the Warden echoes throughout the whole asylum. “Remember, for ten letters you were able to translate, you save one.”

In the laboratory, there is a man with his white lab coat and goatee waiting for the greenskin to approached before placing a book with every letter that was found on the tomes. But what thought to be a place filled with silence is now only filled with many more. Pairs of Phase 1 soldiers with their conversation about their daily life stories. The sound of gears and machines perfectly tuned. And oddly enough, in the corner lay an old gramophone that is constantly playing the classic orchestra along with it. The floor is pure white with no trace of dirt or blood on it and seems to be made from one single huge piece of floor. Its smoothness without any anomalies on the surface is even able to reflect some degree of image back. But the visage was altered beyond recognition, wiggle as the viewer change his or her head. But there is this place, where there is only darkness. It’s more like a hole than a mere paint. Yet, it seems to be endless and no light could escape from it unending grasp. And where light and darkness meet, the scientist await for the greenskin. His hand rests lightly on the light brown wooden chair that are only a few inches from the being sucked into the hole. His lab coat moves slowly as if it is being dragged down by the thing that he is standing nearby. Yet there is no fear in him, only a smile.

“Spectacular, isn't it?” The man with the goatee asks as he shifted his gaze from the greenskin to the black hole beneath his feet. “Crafted by Vantablack, this place could create an illusion of height. Stand from here, you will have the same fear of looking down from a cliff a few hundreds bedrock beneath. And every being feared,” The scientist let out a smile chuckled before continued. “So they will crawl back to safety. But if the place that they could only move is this cliff-hanging and the bedrock beneath, almost all will choose to jump. They knew, doing so will be dead.” The thin man shuddered as if there was a cold wind that had blown through his skin. “Please, come here and do what you came here for. The Warden wanted me to remind you what is the result if you failed to prove your usefulness, but I don't think that it needs to be repeated. Soon the table lays every word that needs to be decrypted. And I want you to tell us the meaning as you write down, each word's definition down in our language. We don't need beautiful handwriting, but we don't need doctor's handwriting as well. Don't make this harder than how it is supposed to be. After all, you don't want to end up like the dwarves.” And with that, the scientist pointed his right hand toward the table as the Phase 1 soldier slowly move the green skin toward the table. Nearby, other Phase 1 soldiers ready to fire at suspected movements. After all, there is truly no need to cost more than two lives instead of one.

He shallows deep as he hears the potential fate of the dwarfs. “I will translate it all,” he said as he starts translating each in everyone down but, once in the middle, he started noticing that there were a few words that mean and were pronounced differently so with a final act of defiances he purposely wrote it with different words and pronounced it wordly when translating. But, since he knows a little bit of the human language english he was able to make mistakes regardless.

After a while, he starts asking for help to translate some of the words. In an effort to save his life, and after several long hours he was done with half of the lengthy time, stumbling to one of the pages that tell of an important part of how mana works. It tells of “In order to use magic and spells, the presences of mana is epical to its success, Though mana is impossible to replicate it is said that the foliage or earth mother produces it and spreads it in the air.” It tells added with some illustrations of trees and plants that seem to support the theory.

This page was shocking to him the most for the basic reason that these plants are not native to earth, and it would support the claim of shamans that they cannot use powerful spells in the front lines. And it also means that this will be his death for how much he translates it, the humans will not see that much effects. Until he looked at the next page that seems to give him hope.

“Though if that was the case what about the orc dominated sands?” It asks. “Well, the answer to that is mana stones or the small ores that have the strange ability to secrete and produce their own weaker but, more concentrated mana.” It answers as the orc raises his hand to share this discovery.
“No matter how much you try magic, it is still impossible for your race to use or even if you can the power of the spells will be reduced.” He says. “But, I can get you all that you need for it so I’m much more important alive than dead.” He adds as he waits for their answer.

“Real?” The man in the white lab coat stroke his beard as he thinks about what the orcs had said. Scanning these things would be likely to be very easy. Just need building a detector to detect these strange substances. After all, there aren't that many substances that radiate, especially when these green skins talk which such familiar. These substances must be created in a high-pressure zone. So the primary concentration must be within the deeper layers. But based on these savages, these rocks must be very easy to find. So there are some near the surface. But indeed, it did say something true. For now, its knowledge did prove its value. The scientist thinks to himself as he checks the orcs work. And without many words, he is very pleased with what the result came for. The orc had proved its loyalty and diligently in saving its mate's life. The number suggested so, as the thing’s effort is enough to save about 30 others.

“Very well, then. I will say with the Warden about our extraordinary friend here. You could follow the soldier here. He will lead you back to the Warden's chamber later on to receive the gift the Warden's promised you.”


With that, the scientist discards the soldier along with the orc back to where they came from. Along the dark road that usually filled by the moaning or a sudden huff from somewhere, the soldier said nothing. The sound of the soldier footsteps was heavy. The cling and clang sound from the metal keys against the hard uniform suit erupted with each of his steps. And the white light from the lab could no longer be seen. But instead, it is replaced by a shady yellow light that was cast of by a dozen or more light bulbs. These lights are very strange. Their lights were more foggy, unable to cover a whole lot of area. And there were thousands of them, lining one by one on the ceiling. If this was the light, then it was a horrible light. For underneath it, darkness grows stronger than ever. The suffering never ceased. The moaning of mothers to their child. The unending weep of new souls to their origin. The humming sound of flies and their larvae on these sickening and wretched bodies of the defeats. The horrible smells of feces, blood, and tears filled the nostrils with each breath the living had to endure. And the heat just makes it all worst. The burning, unending, torment heat of this tropical land had caused many to go insane. And never, in the history of warfare, does mankind used such a cruel punishment to its enemy.

The Warden had kept his promise. And instead of releasing only 30 orcs, he also let that betrayal orcs to choose 10 more. But with one condition he said, “ You must handpick these 40 individuals publically, among your peers and comrades.”

After saying his usual welcoming to the new prisoners that were transported from a small skirmish in USEA, the Warden said loudly to all of his inmates. “Well, there is something that I want to say to you all here. Your friend here, an orc, had made his wisest decision yet. To join our side and use his intelligence and work to trade for the continued miserable lives. But notice this, if you aren't getting chosen. You will die.” Just as he said, the soldier behind him with their electric batons and thick riot shields move forward one step. They were much bigger compared to the usual guards. And their unity is at a whole new level to the Phase 1 soldier.

“Ah, don't be afraid. Instead, you should be proud. Dying under the Phase 2 soldier’s hand is a quite rare experience. And the chance for a prisoner to die by melee is quite rare. But as you see. In “Hellish Demise," we valued tradition and honor. So be proud and grateful for it.”

With that, the Warden takes a step back from the platform. The new inmate shall watch the welcome party, something that their previous owners did not have enough luck to see. And the “die with melee"? It is all but a lie. The orcs had been left to starve for so long. The Avians are nothing without their flight capabilities. All the Phase 2 soldiers waiting for the orcs to choose the ones that are going to be saved and confirm the execution of the rest.

“I’m sorry brothers but, there is no honor in dying here.” He reasoned only to receive scorned from his peers as they heard what he had done. “But, we don’t have to die I can still save as much as I can.” He continued to reason before, but the orcs never relent and with their last ounce of strength charged to the traitor, their last action before their death as they rallied weakly attacking guards as rage took control of them all.


The traitor didn’t save anyone as he witnessed, his kind slaughtered in front of him. As the phase 2 soldier took care of their little insurrection. As even tied up the orcs and the avian did everything they could in order to rebel as they split at the guards at one point. The orc watched in horror of what was once his brethren dying by the numbers. “FOR TITANIA!” One of them screamed out before getting beaten to death.

“HONOR TO MY PEOPLE!” Another said before his head was mercilessly caved in by one of the guards. But, in their pitiful state, the orcs and avian were able to put up a valiant effort before the last ten of them was all that's left, beaten and put into submission. The last ten, lay pitiful on the ground, completely covered in their own and the others blood. They past out due to the pain. “STOP DON’T KILL THEM!” He frantically yelled out with tears, as he picks the bloodied group.

“Sure." The Warden signaled for the Phase 2 soldiers to step down before talking to the new inmate. “Well, as you can see. In “Hellish Demise," we do not joke. If you can prove your loyalty and worthy to us, we shall provide you security and food. But if you don’t, we still have enough bullets and guns to kill all of you.”

With that, the Warden and the Phase 2 soldiers returned to wherever they came. And all would be normal. The corpses are still rotten. The blood is still flowing.

“What do you want me to do!?” He said unnerved at the massacre, he just witnesses still tending to what’s left of his brothers. “Just stop, no more blood needs to be spilled!” He yells out as he desperately tries to close one of the wounds his kin had endured. But, in time his hand drops on the floor, with his blood dripping to the floor. He was too late, as what was once ten became nine, but all on the verge of death. Their souls were taken by the earth mother. And those that finally left are now in a better place.

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[Wildman13]

Stopping a nuke

The large screens on the bridge of the moon base blazes loudly, alerting the small skeleton team on the bridge of the moon base. The scientist wore the standard uniform of an man of science, for at least one of them had the iconic lab coat, and were clearly the employees of legacy. The alarms caught them off guard, sending them all in a frenzy as they quickly makes their way into the monitors, typing furiously as they search for the cost of the alarms.

"Radiation signature detected." The computer declares which further panics the team. Until Gary enters the room, looking at the screen which zooms further and further into what appears to be a fortress. "We can't let that happen." He said as he quickly makes his way inside. "Call them, and activate the pathfinders." He resumes as he sit onto the command seat, in the middle of the room, as the others calmed down and quickly contacts the mercenaries under their control.

An hour later

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The rotors of several gunship echoes around the fortress and seconds later. Multiple missiles launched from their pods gliding into the air and onto the fortress itself. And with the surprise volley the sliding doors opened and with them paratroopers who immediately drop to the ground.

While others dropped drop without the chutes landing to the ground with a heavy "Thunk". While on the horizon, an army of robots from the regular police bots to the special ones, emerged just outside the peripherals of the fortress defenders.

A commander viewing the simulated blast but then the lifeforms were detected entering the airspace. But not only that they also found missles and police robots. "Not again, defense protocol "Fallen Empire". The commander tasked the men using the intercom radios. He quickly grabs his gun and heads out.

The missiles did a lot of damage. Some turrets and parts of the structure was doomed and collapsed. Soon enough the soldiers arrived. "No mercy!" The soldiers uttered as they fired with their rifles. "Howitzers! We need to hold them until we can launch the peacekeeper!" The commander said as the men fired the fort's howitzers. But things were looking bad, some of the soldiers was already shot and killed.

"We need to contact Atlas! We need to launch that nuke now!" The commander said as he tells his men to contact Atlas City.

Back in the moon base.

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"Sir! they are launching the peacekeeper." One of the scientist commented. "Stop them at all cost." Gary commanded as they started hacking into the system, picking the program apart in an attempt to keep the launch at bay. And in some moment in time the thrusts stopped, quickly regaining it seconds after. But they didn't stopped as they continued to delay its launched.

Back in the ground.

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On the front of the rows of the machines. We're two eerie looking couple, a large and muscular looking man, holding a AA-12, and a woman with a M24. The robots quickly charged into the fortress, while some of the others were climbing into the fortress walls.

The mercs were firing into the defenders and rushing into the defenses, as they try to disarm or to stop the launch. The couple on the other hand were mowing down any, who was in their way. But, the strangest of all was the fact that the couple who spearheaded the robot army wasn't fazed by the bullets.

The launch was being delayed sure but it was about to exit the silo. The men defended the peacekeeper but they failed. However reinforcements soon arrived and helped cool things a little. The mercs were swarmed but the peacekeeper was having some major glitches.

But it launched to the point where it can be seen exposed in the silo hole..

The droids quickly position themselves just around the exposed missile. Once station they pointed their blasters at the nuke and started blasting into it. Freezing it in one place, the robots and the mercenaries have reclaimed the courtyard. "Sir, the base is full of them and we can't get flush them out in time." One of the contractors reported as. "Do you have cryo charges with you." One of them ask the man as he scans the ventilation and the pipes.

"Yes their with the sappers." He answers, pointing at what seems to be a huge transport ship that's currently being unloading by the troops putting them inside the courtyard. "Instruct them, to place the charges at the vents were gonna freeze everyone in them. "He commands as the sappers started hauling the equipment at the vents and pipes of the area.

"3...2...1... BLOW IT!" The sapper counts down as the cyrocharges explodes spreading into the base and slowly but, surely freezes everything inside. Quickly the others sealed all the exits. trapping the personnel inside a frozen coffin, slowly freezing them in place.

"Bang!" it could be heard. The personnel noticed the defect in the vents, they tried blocking their life support and go with back up but it was doomed to fail. Soon enough that same frozen substance has froze the controls. The nuke likes dormant and undetonated.

"Run, they can't reach us in the tunnels!" The men said as the rush for the maintenance tunnels. It did not have connection to the vents. "Quick -agh!" the men was frozen but four survivors was able to get inside. "Contact Atlas..NOW!" The man said as the survivors contacted Atlas

"Sector NSL11 Unit 10 to Atlas City they sabotaged the vents and some were frozen. We lost the fort" The man radioed "No! Agh..We lost Fort Zeus and all the weapons we have there!" The commander at Fort Atlas said. Fort Zeus was lost and UATMP has taken a huge hit to the stomach with it.

"Ok, enter." The he commands yet again, making the men ram the door revealing the corridors and the unfortunate men that got caught inside the frozen hell. Once opening the door, it revealed as the defenders frozen in place aiming their guns at the entrances, which could have been an confirmed kill to any that opened it. The invaders didn't suffer any losses.

The cryo worked like a charmed as mode of the defenders weren't able to prepare for such an attack. Radiomen and essentials lies frozen in time. "Fortress is ours." They said as every room was hit except for the supplyroom or the warehouse. The men cheered around the standing corpses of their enemies. "Woah this is a winter wonderland." One of them comments as he knocks at one of them.

As the men swept for any survivors the couple went up into the control room looking at the frozen commander and his aide. The muscular man takes a look at him in his chair, and from the looks of it he was able to see them evident by the multitude of screens, unfortunately he didn't have the foresight to counter their secret weapon. "This is Dave, the nuke has been secured preparing to secure and establish our forward base." He reports in as he takes out a small tablet.

While they focus on establishing and making the base functional again. "More of the mercenaries started repairing and fortifying the fortress. And in the courtyard they erected a large anterna. "We have successfully captured and secured the base. "We are attempting to get our weapons online, location is free for unloading of further military assets." He radios in while the others continue to unbox and unloadcrates of equipment.

"Sir we got confirmed reports that they established a base." A man said monitoring the reports brought by the scouts "Alright, we got confirmation from Alex we are too shoot on sight however we have plans for them that of moral degration." He replied as he enables the P.A system. "The enemy has been confirmed to have decimated our operations at Fort Zeus however we need to act fast as we are in struggle." The commander said.

"Report to you squad leaders and official superiors, and do it for UATMP!"

[Wildman13]

Mothers knows best

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The beta from the previous assault has taken control of their new fortress. In the time they have used the land wisely and have returned greenery to their land. Not to mention a new of the shamans have actually given birth in the time that's passed. Not only have the shamans given birth but the males that survived the takeover where given the chance to nature with the humans slave and while the women no doubt hate then for it they gave given birth to their own pups. They were born the same way as the shamans and were born blind and deaf. Relying on the mother to take care of them. Once they were able to see and hear the women were allowed to see the other pups as well giving the pups the much-needed interaction they needed since playing with other pups helped teach them hunting instincts. They have fortified all the walls with strong bark and showed them to increase their numbers back to where they were even if they were mostly pups. They kept all the pups in a multi protected room with spirits so that they would be protected as best they could while on the front lines. For now, the fortress was safe...

While the wolves take to daily life, the humans who were at first hesitant found themselves at a delima. Alot of them didn't know how to feel with their newborn or children, and despite them having the same blood flowing throughout their veins, couldn't with confidence call the young as their own.

While some loved them, and nurtured them unconditional. This difference in Ideology caused a rift on them all, but despite their differences have one thing in common and that they hated the males or the wolfs that force themselves upon them. One of them was Freya which was one of the defiant of the captured women which fought with all her might before being overrun.

But, despite her resistance she couldn't help being a mother to her sons and daughters. She tended to them as a mother could do. Teach them of what she knew, teaching them morals and encouraging them to be their best all throughout the day. But, when her mate visits she always tries her best for him to not get close to them as a desperate act of resistance to their kind. But, despite her best efforts and her children’s natural love for their parents the moment their father comes to visit the children quickly flock to his side.

Of course, to her she didn't like the idea of her children to someone like their father, she had little to none in terms of control. The wolfs are naturally family oriented and we're known to uphold their families above all else. All she could do at this point was to play with what remains of her children in here side. Playing to them while making sure that her children was within sight and safe. Her mate was also doing the same thing that seem to frustrate her in a sense.

The others had mixed ways with dealing with this kind of situation, as a number of them started slacking off and sleeping while others were in fact playing with their children. The pups were quite happy, rolling around and playing with one another. Some, got heated that they started biting and roughhousing with one another causing some panics but, was quiclly resolved without incident.

Though the neglected pups were roaming around as their mothers have failed to take care or even notice them in some points. It was an eye sour but everyone just couldn't hold it onto them. Because they never wanted them in the first place and they never stopped making it known throughout themselves. "Let’s go play with them." He said as he rounded up some of them and make her way towards the lonely pups.

At first, they were shy, and quite weary but, who could blame them. Still the pups pursued them and in some point of the interaction found a common ground and started playing with one another. Freya was happy seeing that her kids were friendly and kind hearted, unlike someone she knows. But, still the mothers did nothing but stare blankly to the roof or slept like a log.

Still she encourages her kids to play with them rubbing their necks and patting them for encouragement. The sight made her warm inside and very happy inside as she stares intently at the playgroup.

As the pup’s guards kept any eye on everything and a howl came making everyone become even the pups as they looked around confused. The next sound that echoed through the fortress was the sound of the shells falling on trees. The sound of fires started to roar and scare the pups as they huddled to their mothers while all the men and shaman ran through the fortress to help strengthen and protect the fortress however there was little they could do to distance attacks like these. The Shamans worked hard to make trees appear as fast as they were brunt away but the fire kept raging and they were faster in burning everything to the ground. Guess the world eaters were experts at destroying everything in sight.

They kept coming in and soon enough even the warriors had trouble dealing with the humans in their metal beasts. Normally the Shamans would handle them but they were all focused on making sure the fires didn’t get into the fortress itself. The beta then grabbed the contraption the Dwarves gave them in case of emergency he pulled the string as instructed and a red light flew through the air exploding (flare) signaling for help.

The dwarves on the far right of the camp hurried as they scramble to get as much men as possible to aid the werewolves. Soon, the dwarfs replied in kind with their own shooting out one bright red sun ensuring to the dwarfs that they are going to go as fast as they can.

Soon, on top of the buildings were machine gunners and started going ham on the defenses, pouring lead into the walls and the defenders. After him a small trail of smoke and flames found its mark at one of the massive trees. Blowing it up, and sending wood chips all around them. And in front of them were regular troopers that seem to be bait for the werewolves.

But, what the army didn't know was that on the opposite direction, a small group of humans with a APC, slowly creep their way up into the back of the fortress. In an attempt to rescue their enslaved sisters.

The werewolves had their hands full trying to keep the fires under control but they soon found a giant tree was being blown up which only made things worse since their powers were best utilized on trees that were already around. When a large group of the world eaters were in front of them the beta gave a loud howl sending his men forward to attack while only regular guards remained.

While the wolfs follow and get baited by the world eaters, the other group sprints into action ramming the A{C on the backside of the camp, on a known weak spot, bulldozing the already weaken concrete wall. Catching much of the guards off guards as they get mowed down by the soldiers and the heavy machinegun mounted on top of the vehicle.

The pups were frightened by the loud sound of gun fire which sudden erupted from all sides. The males quickly make their way outside as they try to protect their children leaving them to the protection of their mothers. The pups seek shelter to their mothers. Which some surprisingly entertained while the others simply shrug off them and some quickly hitting them if they further tried.

"You are not my child, you are an abomination." One the mothers replied when her pups started asking for aid when a stray bullet landed on his palm. Which made the infant to dash off from the other side as bullets still fly in all directions.

Freya saw the pup and felt sadness, asking one of her children to fetch him. "Why do you all still care, when the army or our men comes they would surely kill these abominations as fast as they can." The same mother comments as she sees the other mothers.

"Because no matter what you call them they are still our sons and daughters. "Freya erupted quite offended with what she said as she treats the wound of the other pup.

"They are not human." She quickly responds. "They are our children." She quickly remembered them of that fact. "No matter who they fathers are, no matter how they were made, they are our sons and daughters." She quickly follows as she finishes treating the wound and quickly assured them that no harm will come to them by quickly patting and hugging them reminding them all that mother is still and always here.

The werewolves were still trying to defend their fortress but he soon started to wonder if this really was their plan. A frontal assault was stupid even if they had such weapons that could destroy their defenses with fire they would be suicidal to send their warriors to the front of their doors. He then decided that maybe taking back the fortress wasn't their goal. The beta then gave a loud howl when he noticed that he had fewer guards and he realized that they actually came from the front as a diversion. He howled that the women were in danger and the fathers quickly ran back as fast as they could from the field but they realized too late because it would take time for them to get back to protect their pups but at least now he ordered the remaining guards to go to the bridge so they could protect the mothers of their pups as best they could.

Out from the outside several soldiers entered the tent, all well-armed and armored. They were the rescue crew and just outside was the APC, with its powerful gun suppressing and keeping the other wolfs in bay. "SISTER!" One of them yells out as he goes to Freya and the two share a hug. "Are you safe, did they hurt you?" He immediately asks before the pups growl at him for getting too close to their mother.

"What are these!" The man screamed out as he puts out his gun. "No!" She screams out as she goes in front of the gun trying to protect them. "These are my children." She answered with a worried tone, for what her sibling would react.

"THEY'RE DEAD!!!" He yelled out shooting five rounds at the roof. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have left." He said as he falls to the ground in defeat. Kneeling and blaming himself for his actions. "Don't blame yourself, Wick." She comforted him. "I love my children very much. "She said as she rubs the neck of her child which like a dog loved it as its tail starts to wag in delight.

It took a few more moments because of the him but once the main force was back they were able to outmaneuver the APC that was keeping them pinned. Once that was done they make who had pups quickly started to get to the prison.

With the APC guns stops the soldiers knew for sure that they were running out of time. The soldiers and the other women were starting to pack up and their pups were wimping and in an attempt to make them stop. But, it was an wasted method, and soon one of them bit one of the soldiers making them panic and yell out in frustration. He kicked the pup and pulled out his gun and shot it three times.

And with a final grunt he leaves escorting the others which one of them was the mother of the pup. "What have you done?" One of them comments as they witness the death of the youngs covering the eyes of their own, looking with disgust as the soldier shrugs her question.

Freya was shocked with what happened failing to shield her children from the emotionless slaughter of their friend. "We have to kill them." Her brother whispered to her. "No matter they are, they are our future enemies, if they are still alive they are a threat." He continues as she could hear their guns. Her children going to her back for safety scared with the brutality that they just witness.

The pup was barely alive at this point as large amounts of bloods rushes from the holes in his body. It wimpier with each passing time. The mothers that loved their children watched in horror as the wolf pup was slowly and painfully passes on moved to tears as the thought of their beloved suffering the same. They couldn't do anything but, hold them tight praying that they would be left alone, refusing to join them out of fear of what would happened to them.

"Please, don't hurt them." Freya answered with a hint of panic in her voice but, she stays strong for them. "I don't want to hurt you." He said as tears flow from his eyes, the others followed suit as their point their weapons at the protective mothers, the ones that remains. They tightly wrapped their arms at them, telling them that everything is going to be alright.

"JUST LET THEM GO!" The brother screams out, still hesitant to shoot his sister. But, the other pups that were now orphans shield themselves behind barrels and below tables. Defenseless the soldiers grabbed them. "DAMN IT! JUST GRAB THEM AND RUN, THE WOLFS ARE GONNA BE HERE IN A FEW MINUTES!!" He said, caging one of the captured wolfs, escaping outside.

Freya couldn't watch the cruelty right infront of her eyes and lunges into one of them, catching him off guard and proceeds to beat him up. The others joined in and attacked them before they could open fire at her. The fight lasted long enough for the werewolfs to arrive and help out.

The werewolves saw as one of the world eaters had grabbed one of their pups and was in a cage. The pup whined loudly trying her best to howl but her lungs were big enough to give a loud ear-piercing howl like the adults could. The father struggled with the idea of going after them but he knew that his brothers would take care of their children so the werewolf ran after the soldier with his pup in the cage. He swore he would slash him to bits! He was much faster than any human and could easily catch them He was shot multiple times but he refused to stop as he tackled the human to the ground and slashed his throat before he busted open the cage to get his pup free.

In the meantime, the other males came in just in time to see the woman actually protecting the pups and they knew that they were family if they truly risked their lives for their children. They didn’t stop to be in awe though as they quickly got in and slashed the world eaters attacking their women and pups they made sure to make it quick but not in mercy but because the pups have seen enough cruelty. The bit down on their necks hard snapping them and killing them instantly. Now the men went in front of the door and stood their ground ready to protect their pups as the rest of the warriors came to clear out the fortress of the invaders.

The damage was done, one of the young was taken, while many were injured and traumatized by the event. The mothers quickly grabbed their young counting ang making sure that they were still there. After they were sure they tightly hold them like it was last time. With tears flowing from their eyes. The pups cried and accepted the mother's embrace as they were almost taken or ended up like the one in the middle. The unlucky pup lays down, only able to get a few howls out as he stares blankly to the front.

He didn't have long and it was better, to put him down to end his suffering urging to see his father before he pass on. He was swimming on his own pool, and with his fur getting covered and strain by it.

Though the others were still alive, they were sadly taken, by the enemy. And with their fate unknown and at the mercy of their enemies. With their mothers, but fortunately the women were able to save a large portion of the captives, motherless but, fortunately they still had their fathers. Orphan quickly rush their ways to their fathers, quickly holding their legs, crying with the event and the loss of their beloved mother.

The warriors pushed back all the invaders and were able to kill them. No doubt they would have to reward their cruelty in kind and put a few heads on stakes as a warning for them to never think about trying this again. Once everything was secure again the shamans repaired the damage with trees knowing that they will need a new plan next time since their fire weapons will no doubt be a problem for them in the future.

The father of the pup on the floor shot and pooling blood under him made him cry softly. His tears flowed from his face before he spoke in beast and essentially said "I'm so sorry, please know you will not suffer anymore" before he plunged his claws into his pups chest and pierced the heart killing him quickly and ending his suffering as his eyes lost their light and truly died for them.

The fathers who were left with only their pups happily hugged them all holding them in a tight embrace and tried to comfort them as best they could be saying that their mothers weren't strong enough to be their mothers and decided to leave from responsibility. Though the women that did stay weren't unnoticed because once the shamans were done Jirah went to see the women and saw a few that truly fought to protect their children. She also noticed the grief-stricken father in the middle and went over to comfort him saying that his son will become a beautiful tree.

Once things quiet down Jirah went to the human mothers and said "come with me. You all protected your pups I think you deserve to be part of the pack" she said gently holding out her hand to Freya who was confirmed the leader and one who instigated their defense. When she held onto Jirah hand she gently leads them and their pups out into the open. Once outside she led them to the center of the fortress and the beta was about to order them to take the women back until Jirah started to speak on their behalf. She explained what happened and how they protected their pups like any other mother of the tribe would.

He thought for a moment and calmed down before he turned to Freya and asked the all-important question "Why did you protect your children? They are half breeds and some of your other mothers decided to just leave when they had the chance, why didn’t you?"

"Because, they are my children, no matter who their father is, even if his the most disgusting kind there is, I will never hold it against them." She answers serious to become a part of the pack. Vowing that she will protect them as long as she can.

She looks to her, serious with what she just promised. Even if she had to kill her brother for it. His words still haunting her mind and dreams for the pass days. The others were like her resolute in protecting their child even if at the cost of being a traitor to their own kin.

He looked deep into her eyes as she said that they were her children regardless of their fathers. When he saw how serious she was about it he couldn't help but smile knowing that it was rare for humans to take such responsibility but maybe the ones on this side truly saw only their own blood coursing through their childrens veins.

He turned to everyone and yelled out "Tonight once we finish repairing everything we will perform the Alki Kin ritual!" He said making all the wolves howl loudly in cheer and Jirah smiled at Freya and said "That’s our ritual for acknowledging blood kin. After the ritual tonight, you will all join us not as world eater or just humans you will be one of us and that means you will treated like family including your pups. For now, just wait in one of the rooms on the upper floors of the fortress, with your pups. We will get you when everything is ready tonight" she said softly smiling thinking that now she would be able to make some headway in keeping her promise to the spirit when they first got here.

It took hours as they repaired the fortress as best they could be calling their dwarf allies to help them using their skills in creation to help in reinforcing their defenses against fire using what they called metal to reinforce the walls and wrap around the trees to help keep them safe. It made everything look shiny and odd but they understood the need to change and adapt to this dangerous world.

They made sure everyone was fed and soon enough the sun started to set in the distance and the Shamans went to work creating the large bonfire and the ceremonial paint that would mark them as blood kin for life. Once it was done one of the other shamans went to the doors where they chose to take and she led her back down to the middle of the fortress where the bonfire was already on fire.

They led them to center and put the mothers in a circle surrounding the fire and Jirah said "as the eldest shaman I am here to say that we have found true blood kin tonight. They have proven that they are true family, they risked their lives to protect their young and only true mothers that believe in family would do that. Tonight, we will give them new names and call them our sisters!" They all howled once more in cheer the fathers and pups behind each mother silently supporting them.

She went out giving each mother a different symbol on their face with the red paint. Soon she got to Freya and smiled giving her a symbol of a red moon on her forehead and said "From now on you are Freya white light. You are a part of the family now." before going the rest of the mothers and she was in front of the bonfire and said, "New kin give us your new howls as members of the pack" she called out telling them to give their best howl so that their families would remember it from now on.

Freya howled as loud as she can, still not as mightily as the werewolfs but, convey the same ferocious and power as one. Her pups imitated her after intrigued by their mothers, releasing a cute sounding howl in return. The other mothers followed thru some were as true while some was better sounding, but all of them portraited the same meaning or message their willingness to protect their children from whoever that want to harm them.

After the astounding howl the mothers felt a sense of pride and was happy enough that they quickly hugged their children, now a member of the clan, they had more rights and more standing to properly able to guide their children. Meaning that they would be able to teach them more openly one the things that would prove important to their lives.

While her brother and her squad navigates around the streets of New york, narrowly moving and creeping their way around the streets of the city.

The wolfing howled defeatistly as they grow further and further into the city. "Eventually reaching a small enclave of men. He and his group were exhausted, since it took extra effort without having the aid of an vehicle. "What that thing." One of them asks taking alook at the caged-up creature in his arms. "Our objective." He answers and with a small nod from the guard, he enters the bunker. By the looks of it they were the remnants of the garrison of the city, but unlike the army they were limited to a few operatives and personnel’s. And most of them was militia and citizens.

The women seeing what left of their family embraced them, their true husbands and childrens flock to them, as they have escaped what they deemed as the worst place of all time. They describe how horrid the situation was, exaggerating and describing the wolfs as nothing more than brutes and those that remained were broken beyond repair. Strengthening the mens resolved and further infuriating them to fight even harder.

"MY DAUGHTER!" One of the mothers and the fathers yells out as they heard the news of the fate of their children but, would be even more angry at the women if they actually knew what really happened and know that they were lying to them. A clever plot to ensure that there was no peace between them

They all smiled as they heard the new kin give their howls for the very first time before their pups followed suit. They all memorized the sounds of their howls for the future since it was a main part of how they communicated along long distances. Once they all finished howling Jirah called out "and so with this their ceremony is complete. From now on they are members of our tribe and are a part of our family." she said and everyone else gave a loud howl that echoed through the night.

Once they all accepted them they stood up and the pups stayed close to their mothers but Jirah then said "All new kin please follow me outside. We need to talk about what you will do as members of the tribe" she said and their mates explained that all members of the tribe have a role and that males were the warriors but the females could be shamans and they needed to see if they had the aptitude for it. They took the pups and said where they were sleeping so that they could all sleep together as a family. They then left with the pups leaving the women alone with Jirah.

Jirah then moved away from the bonfire and held out her hand as a green flame appeared and she said "Follow me ladies" she said leading the way outside a few feet till they found one of the large trees that still remained after the attack with flowers growing around them. She gestured for them all to sit down once more and Jirah smiled putting her back to the tree as she started to teach them like she would young pup girls.

"You see the way our power works is that it is a gift not a right or something we are born with. What we do is take the natural energies of the plants around us and their spirits and control them with our own bodies. In order for us to gain these powers we must make a pact with the spirits themselves. Not all of you will be able to do this because it takes a certain amount of spiritual energy to see them and talk with them. Only us women can do this, it’s rare for a male to become a shaman because the spirits are more like children and it is something only us mothers can understand" she said with a little laugh.

She then took a deep breath and said, "I want you all to focus on my hands and don't lie speak only the truth if you can see them or not" she said before speaking a few soft words to the flowers nearby telling them to come and greet the new sisters. Around her the flowers seemed to glow before they started to grow longer and they started to circle around her wrists like bracelets before the flowers appeared on her hands. The little spirits then appeared on her hands standing or sitting on her palm all of them waving to the girls so Jirah watched to see which ones would wave and see the little ones.

The sight itself was already beautiful by itself as the glow was a marvel in its own right. Soon, fairies started moving about, swirling, running, and floating in the air. Playfully playing in the air, the women that can see it look up in delight, eyes following the circling creatures. Free that was the only thing you could describe the air, without a care in the world the creatures that call the tree home or the ones that sustain the tree itself.

"Are these fairies?" Freya said as she tries to stare at one of them casually sitting on one of the leaves of the flowers. She stares back at her, and after a few seconds giggled as she makes her way towards the top of the head of Freya, playing and stomping around. Freya stands up in the sudden turn of events. "What are you doing." She said unsure as she tries to get her off gently but, fails due to her limited vision and the fairy's natural agile nature.

To the others that couldn't see, she looked like she lost it. As to her vision she was struggling with an invisible force or entity. They were confused for a moment until some followed suit, and for the others the fairies were sitting and playing around the women, seemly unnoticed by them. Even at times being rowdy at times, for to them the humans were playgrounds.

"PLAY! PLAY! PLAY!" The fairy yells out in delight as she begins to pull her strands of hair. "Ouch, Ok we'll play." She answers, making the elf point to the front to the front. "GO! GO! GO!" She screams out like she was having the time of her life, making Freya go all sorts of directions. The event looked surreal as many of the women stare as many of the women started running around in circles. And talking to a number of entities that they have no idea doing anything they will to them.

She smiled watching as the little ones started to fly up into the air and she made a note of how many of them could see the flying spirits and when Freya asked if they were fairies she nodded and said "To be specific they are this world earth spirits. The spirits from my world are much stronger and larger." she explained watching and giggling as she saw the spirits start to play with the women.

She turned to the ones that looked lost and seeing the other women play with the spirits clearly unable to see them but it seemed the majority of them could actually see the spirits. She then told them to head back into the fort so she could work with the ones who could see the spirits. Then once they were gone Jirah watched them play with the spirits for a few moments and said "come little ones that is enough for now. I need to teach our sisters about being shamans" they awed in disappointment but they flew back to Jirah sitting on her hands.

Jirah then said "They are much like children so therefore women are best suited to be shamans. What you don’t know is that spirits have always been in this world they have been in the trees, the grass and the flowers. The one i found when we first arrived was nearly dying and made me promise something. It is part of the pact to be in touch with the earth so you can create the trees we use to protect our lands. The promise was to show you the error of your ways" she said softly using her foot and tapping the concrete nearby to state her point.

In order to gain the powers, we do you need to find a spirit and create a pact with them. You must treat them kindly as any child and support them and in turn they will give you their powers." she said before she held out her hands to them and said "Little ones go to one of them and make friends" she said with a smile each one jumping to one of the girls and Jirah said "From this point on you must treat these spirits as your playful child and listen to them make them happy and get them to trust you. Once they do you will be given the opportunity to create a pact" she said as if teaching a class.

She watched as a fairy landed onto her palms, but unlike the others this one was quiet and in a way refined then the others. "I am Eve." She introduces herself in a someway robotic voice. "I am the guardian of this world, the bane of the Everrot, born from the last mother, and the seer of our people's future." She said as she strikes a pose. "Yep, you are a very unique person." She replied after hearing the elaborate introduction, which makes her glow with excitement since she was the only one that go with it.

"Yep, only the brightest of souls can see the truth of my words, and you will be a worthy familiar so I will be at your care." She continued on quite pleased with her responds. "Ok, Eve I will take care of you. The others had different types of fairies and all accepted the responsibilities. that comes with them, though they are really unsure how to take care of such beings.

She smiled as each of them introduced themselves to their fairies and Jirah then said "you must remember these are the children of one spot to give her life so we could have this home. She wanted me to make sure and teach you how to see them and understand that the sprites have always been here." She said before standing up and finishing with "just talk to the and treat them kindly and you will gain your pacts soon enough. If you have any questions please don't hesitate to ask" she said thinking she conferred enough for their first lesson.

"Why can't we see them until now?" She asks confused and like she saw before the fairies had no way of interacting with them until they could see them. "Wouldn't they have survived if they showed themselves?" She continues. "And why could we see them now?" She finishes as she waits for her answer. The others nod in agreement curious on the same things.

She smiled at the question before she sat back down since this wound be a lot to explain. She then started "the only reason you can see them now is because they are much stronger then there mother. Their mother was in even worse shape as she crumbled away. Look around you with all the trees and green around they are finally able to get a regular supply of nature energy. I may not be a part of this world long but I didn't see any green here for miles and what little was around came from extremely weakened spirits. They thrive in forests and while you think they are big now the sprites from now would can actually become as big as us and that's saying something. Though normally they appear as young children they are meant to be as big as your pups and they are only a few inches tall" since they were only as big as a regular pencil.

She then started to evocation why they couldn't show themselves until now "it's not that they couldn't reveal themselves to you even before we can though. I have heard that this world wasn't always like this. Think about it didn't you ever feel that there was someone watching you when nobody was there? I have also head that in the past your kind believed in the same this we do but that eventually ended when fewer and fewer of your kind could see them clearly. I have aldi heard that your kind also believed in spirits but in much scarier forms. You call them ghosts or in the forests treants. Those were spirits that were corrupted by raw negative emotion. We influence them just as much as they influence us, as a result you must have been hurt by them in one way or another. Now look at the sprites now, they have clear forms and aren't crumbling at tree seams. These spirits are pure and are as they are meant to be. Now they are playful children, their mother told to make sure you all know it's not too late. We bury our dead and we believe that they are reborn as the spirits" she said with a soft smile.

She then said "my mate was part of the casualties in our first attack. Even though he is gone I know he is still watching over me" she said softly and as if on cue the tree begins her made vines that flowed down the tree to hug her gently. She then said "we also connect with the sprites so easily because we see them as the children we could have had together but that's just me. You all just lost your connection to the world around you, it is only with deep bonds to the earth itself that will allow you to harness its power and believe it will protect you" she said gently stroking a vine in comfort before turning to them to see if they had more questions.

"Then why didn't they stop us?" One of them quickly responds. "If they knew this was happening then wouldn't they have put an end to this?" She follows he follows. "I know my ancestors would have supported them." She ends quite quilty for what happened. "Maybe they did, but we didn't listen." Freya says as she puts her hand onto the shoulders of the mother.

"I want to know how do we make things right?" Freya comes front with an question that she deemed was the most important question that she could have asked. "What can I do to make it up to them." She said leaving Eve proudly stand on her shoulders, happy to know that she picked the best or the right one.

She smiled softly as one of them asked why didn't the sprites stop them. She waited till Freya comforted her and she answered with "because despite all you have done they still love you deep in their hearts. They didn’t want to fight the race that used to care for them all those eons ago" she said knowing that such unconditional love would shake them to the core, she prayed that she could do the same for the rest of the world.

She smiled softly as Freya asked the all-important question on how to make it up to them. She then held out her hand a vine going down her arm and soon a flower bloomed on her palm. She then said, "bring back the beauty that used to cover your world." She said simply before she further explained "your world is nearly covered in this black rock, your smoke poisons the air and destroys forests. You need to take a step back to who you used to be where you cared for your forests more then you did expanding your influence. You can bring back their homes and if you follow our tradition of burying your dead under seeds then they will in turn help keep your loved ones alive even after death. I won't be around forever but if I can see your kind planting trees again instead of putting more black rock then I'll consider my promise to their mother fulfilled" she said softly a few of the spirits starting to cry at the mention of their mothers last wish.

The spirits looked to them and nods in approval. "The black doesn't need to disappear, but in order to fight the Everot, the roots of the world tree must take shape." Eve explained further in her own kind of unique way, making her quite curious on where she even got them until she spots a manga just off the distances. She chuckled and said, "Eight grade syndrome." Which caught her off guard and rather confused, as to what that meant.

"I promise that we will start planting them." She said as she turns to her. "We might be small but, we will do everything we can." She adds while the others nods in agreement. "We will be the new start of our people." She promises with a serious look. "Oh, also your plants and our plants have mixed together." One of the fairies uttered to the shaman.

"These plants shouldn't be here or exist, in other words they are hybrids." The fairy continues. "One of the reasons why is because they are producing mana, pumping it into the air." She ends as she looks at them.

She smiled wide as she heard them declare that they will be a new start for their people. She couldn't help but feel proud at three declarations and she said, "then make sure to inspire the others of your kind to do the same and your world will change for the better" she said as the vines receded back into the tree and she heard one of the faeries say that the new plants are hybrids and producing magical energy. She didn't expect this but then it may end up becoming a blessing after all who was she to question nature itself.

She nodded as said "I hope you stand by your convictions and teach everyone what I have taught you today. Now take care of your spirits and once you make a pact with them come see me and I will teach you the next step" she said giving them all a big hug before pulling back and leading the way back home.

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Summary of the post

• The women that were captured by the werewolves in the previous battle have become slaves and forced to bare pups for the males.
• The humans attacked the fortress and tried to save them but while some left willingly others fought tooth and nail. The males came back after it was discovered the frontal assault was a diversion. The humans stole a single pup from the attack and the women that returned called the werewolves savages.
• That night the women that stayed took part in a ritual to make them members of the pack now learning how to be alchemists and shamans themselves

[6slyboy6]

Effortless Assault

As the intense duststorm swept over the middle east, covert operations began to work all over the Empire. From Kurdistan to Oman, supplies dropped days before were collected by either operation groups belonging to central command, or by individual militias that agreed to help the war effort. For days now, military units have converged upon central stations, even going as far as to leaving some civilian areas unprotected. But for the greater good, everyone knew that they had a job to do. Every soul knew there was a war coming. Everyone, expect the ones that would soon be waged a war upon

Alexandria, Terminal 18
Early morning

"Move those crates to tent!" A man shouted in the thick of the sandstorm to a few other soldiers carrying boxes. It was early in the day, but the dust was too thick for anyone to notice that the san has come up. The man was wearing long scarfs and other textile material above his suit to cover himself from the extreme weather. "We gotta get these crates unpacked before the assault!" The man, clearly an officer of somekind, pulled away a wing of the tent's entrance, making way for the soldiers carrying the boxes. The motioned with his ahnds to pick up the pace, and then entered the tent after the last box was secured.

Inside the tent, a dozen more crates were stacked up next to each other on the floor, and about 20 people were standing inside, waiting for something. The ones that jsut came in took their places next to the ones already waiting, and began chatting quietly. The air was still despite the weather outside, and nobody seemed interested in the crates.

After a few minutes of waiting, the entrance suddenly flopped open as four barely visible figures carried a final, different crate inside the tent. As they entered, their bodies became more and more visible, until they put down the crate in the middle of tha tent, and removed the scarfs from their faces. They were the squad that departed last night into Alexandria. Lt Jamie smiled at the group and pat the back of his squad as they took their places in the tent, sistematically removing their Hayalet gear.

The lieutenant clapped his hands together and then rubbed them together in excitement as he looked at the crate they had just brought in. "Well done gents! This is one fine catch for our small fishing party." He looked at his team and Arpeg stepped out of the line to help open the large container. "Let's see what the almighty gods of war have graced us upon this today." The party laughed at the notion, and they all looked at the crate in anticipation as Jamie and Arpeg lifted the top of the crate to reveal the contents of the care package.

Inside them were dozens of small circular metal canisters, about the size of water bottle, embedd within a firm gel. Next to them lied an equal number of remots made of simple plastic and a small piece of paper. "My men, we have hit the jackpot." The rest of the people in the tent all moved closer to get a better look at the conents of the container. Jamie lifted one of the tubes from the gel along with the paper and held it up eye heigh so the others could examine it. He quickly read the paper and then threw it back into the box. "I'm sure you all know what these are, but lemme brief you, as pre the instructions that came with them. These are all remotely controlled explosives filled with some nasty chemical mixes that pack a serious punch. The techs like to call them X-22 RDEs, but I just call them "Whack a Fort"-s for obvious reasons". The group smiled, but they didn't take their eyes off the silver canister. "Anyways, we have to plant these babies in key locations around the city. When the attack comes tomorrow, we need to be able to make a way for our armored troops, and take out enemy defenses. Thankfully, we'll know when th enemy is nearby thnaks to these handy motions sensors on the bombs. All we have to do now is plant them."

The group nod in agreement, and Jamie put the RDE back into the box. "The other boxes contain more ammunition and replacement guns. Make sure your gear is ready, becase we'll be getting ready at 1500 to plant these devices, and we have to finish by 2000. it will be a joint operation with the squads from 19 and 25, so I want you to all look like proud eighteens!" He looked at his clock and then continued the sentence. "You have roughly 8 hours to get ready. I advise everyone to stay inside the tents from 1200 to 1430 just in case those earthshakers go off in the proximity. I'll check on you all at 1450 in this same tent. Dismissed." With that, Jamie turned around and left the tent with his squad, leaving the others to unpack their boxes.

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Fort Masada, Vehicle Bay 2A
roughly the same time

The tanks were at the ready. The JUNO engines whirred under the vehicles, distoring the air with intense heat. The IFVs were all lined up, and men were getting ready to board the vehicles assigned to their squads. Shouts rose from all over the place, both from mechanics preparing vehicles and squad leaders preparing their squads. It was the beginning of a alrge scale operation like no other in the history of the Persian Empire. Soldiers from Egypt, Iran, Saudi Arabia and Jordan all gathered in the hallowed hangars of Masada to get ready for this crusade.

Not long after, the lights began to dim, and red warning lights lit up along the walls. The commander in charge of the whole operation, General Canalis, then appeared on a catwalk raised high above the ground, all eyes focused on him. He cleared his throat, and began his speech.

"Men! You are here on this day to write history. A year ago, invaders from another plane of existence have overrun Cairo, and destablizied our eternal empire! An insult we will never stand for!" Behind him, a large fabric was lowered and a projector from the other side of the hangar dispalyed the map of the region onto it. "For months now, we've been preparing for this exact window of oppurtinity to act. We've dropped supplies to remote resistance groups from our position all the way to Alexandria. We've waited for the duststorm to hit the region so we may move concealed. We've trained extensively to prepare for what is to come. Now I'll tell you exactly what we've been waiting for."

some explaining later

The soldiers all looked at the map, examining the general as he finished explaining the exact details of the operation. "And that is how we will retake the Cairo area. We'll move swiftly like the wind, gather the rebels in the area as the storm, and then blow over our enemies with the unyielding force of a duststorm!" The men started cheering, but the general held up his arm, showing that he wasn't finished. "Don't celebrate just yet. We lack intel, and we may not be able to properly communicate with our rebel cells until the last moment. As such, we expect high casualites. But I expect all of you, every single men under my command to willignly give up his life for the greater good. Because after today, the world will remember all of us as great warriors! Crusaders of Allah who have liberated our ancestral homes from alien beings. So ready your guns and hold your heads high as we embark on this crusade against the forces of evil. For Allah!"

"For Allah" the chants rise up in the entire hangar, and soldiers hold up their guns into the air as the large metal gates of the hangar slowly open up, dust immideatly starting to blow in. The general leaves his palce from the catwalk, and the soldiers finish embarking their vehicles once they stop cheering. The army slowly begins to move out into the storm, their moral high, and their goals clear: to liberate the Cairo exclusion zone!

[NecroKnight]

Semper Fi

"Alright guys. We might have an opening...." The atmosphere in the the currently deserted Hotel near Florida was one of somber silence. Namely the Evacuation of D.C hadn't gone as some of the soldiers had predicted. Namely nobody could predict having monsters come out of the Gates or having a PMC-Megacorporation take control of several key points of the United States Capital.

Needless to say, many Tier One Units had been scattered - despite the initial tide-turner of Task-Force Reaper, with the sudden freezing of the European Front any kind of extra aid was out of the question. That was to say, they weren't helpless. They had more than enough training and equipment to turn any Invader or Mercenary into mince-meat. Plus they had an actual pilot with them....if they could find anything fly-able. That had also straight instructions on their controls - in multiple languages.

Namely, Valentina Tsernova or simply called Tina by her new friends - were in the middle of trying to teach her English. She was as Russian as the stereotype went - sexy and speaking words that were both hot and impossible to understand. Their group of twenty had several Marines, a few Rangers, two SEALs and one Delta Force Captain - and one Russian MiG pilot. Not the best bunch, but they had survived for a year before that and were doing fine. Even with one of them having a language barrier. She understood enough of what was edible, who to shoot and how to shoot.

"Roria? Idiota-" she commented, slapping the head of the Marine - whom had explained the details of Roria to Tina. Namely she wasn't all happy to understood, that the US Government allowed such large companies to exist in the first place - whom shat on the rules and barely obeyed the Government. They sounded very similar to the Oligarchs whom were in power after the fall of the Soviet Union.

"Hey, you two quiet up, we got company." One of the Rangers said, as faint footsteps could be heard below them. From the sound of it, a small squad, but it was too difficult to pinpoint how many of them were downstairs. And from how hard they were trying to stay silent they were no regular scavengers. The Ranger signaled the one who was near the window to sneak a peek to see if there were more outside.

Slowly, silently and carefully he peeked outside - indicating that there was a good four to five black clad mercenaries just outside the entrance. He gestured four with his fingers to the others, keeping it as quiet as he possibly can. "Clear..." It was faint but, loud enough to be heard in complete silence from one floor below them - the Mercs thought this place was clear and soon moved on to the upper levels.

The watcher signaled that the men were clearly hostile, as he spotted the remains of two-three US Army soldiers in the back-alley. He slowly returned the curtains back, as the steps got closer to their room, making them raise and prepare for what was to come.

Tina even got out her own sharpened knife - as the rest of their group got into position. Either awaiting at the corners or namely lying down to play dead. It wasn't much of a challenge, as the five of them stepped inside. Namely, in a split second - all five of them were suddenly taken down with the utmost brutality. Despite the government being the usual sack of incompetence or running around in a panic - the Armed Forces still held some loyalty to the nation. As thus they absolutely hated traitors.

All of them were dead, before they hit the ground and neither a shot was fired. Just good old-fashioned knife in throat, liver or simple neck snap. As Tina also cleaned her blade, she soon fetched a map from inside the vest of one mercs. Namely, it was a map of Florida - as she soon waved her hand and pointed at the map. Namely they had several marks done down on the map. She couldn't read it, but she understood intel when she saw it. Namely the mercenaries had marked down Eglin AFB in a red circle - with the notes 'intact'.

"I smell freedom in the air." A marine mockinly remarked, as he recalls, how one of Uncle Sam' special toys were in said air base. But, something odd was on the area as a small X in the map, which had previously been a Legacy Testing Site. And the infamous Black Mountain logo were on their shoulderpads - a clear indication that the ones that attacked the Russian Gate were the ones involved here. Although none of them would know that tiny fact.

"Never liked them from the beggining." One of the Rangers commented at the sight - both the dead men outside and here.

"You worked with them?"

"It was not my choice." He said as he shrugged them off, making his way down to the corridor. The hotel was clear and the two on the mercs at the entrance had no idea what was going on. The Ranger called up the others as he instructed the others to draw up their arms and pick their targets. Two "Clinks." Two bodies fall.

Tina followed after the group, since if they planned on raiding the AFB - then they'd need somebody who had a decent grasp in piloting. Most of the American personnel had been either caught unaware and unable to reach the depots. That left only Tina, whom barely was grasping English - as she kept up with the group.

The town itself was mostly abandoned, with the only personnel remaining here being either the dead, the rare goblin scavenger or some of the other Black Mountain mercenaries. She mostly kept watch and helped coordinate their movement, while keeping tabs with the map. As she kept a decent line on where they were - namely on the road towards the Air-Force Base.

Soon, the drums of wars echoed and following them were the mighty roar of beasts and warriors - engaging what seemed to be the Black Mountain people. As high caliber fire dominated the air before being swarmed by the creatures. "Ironically the orcs are our allies in this battle." One of the Rangers remarks after hearing the engagement.

After walking for a while the group found themselves stopped at the sign of a well fortified check point and surprisingly a line of civilians were lined up and getting checked by the same mercenaries. But, there seems to be someone different in the top of the gates. "Its Andros." One of the Rangers said, as he peeked out from the alleyway. "Ex-ranger. And known to be unkillable." He ends as the group of people follow through the check point near to a walled off section, of a neighborhood near the entrance of the airbase.

"So what's the plan?" one of the marines asked, as they look around the area - seeing a somewhat busted up vent, just around the next alleyway that would either lead downwards into the sewers or to a building' maintenance shaft. "The goblins are gonna be a problem." One of them comments, and soon, opinions and suggestions starts popping out in order for a way to get in. "Whats your plan?" One of them asks as he turns to the Russian pilot.

Tina in question simply points at her ears, indicating that half of what they spoke - she didn't much understand. Although seeing the check-point she nonetheless pointed at the vent. If anything, it was better than trying to fight armed Mercenaries out in the open - where they might hit civilians in the crossfire.

Namely cause, they had guns and in some cases fighting in this urban setting - even with their low supplies, was a bad idea. Thus she gestured for them to take the ventilation shaft - eventually the quick votes were in and vent it was. As she was soon helped up, as she started to undo the screws of the vent - being the lightest of them. At the moment, sitting on top of the shoulders of one Marine - namely the same one whom tried to teach her English and was half-way always hitting on her.

"So Tina I was thinking, wanna get something to eat after we get somewhere safe?" He asked in a pathetic attempt to hit on her, trying his best as her support, as she unscrews the botls from the panel.

"Save it lover boy after we know were safe." One of the marine' taunts him, as he keeps watch of the surrounding, ever vigilant in case the Mountaineers ever catch wind of them.

Minutes laters, the marine signals that three of the PMCs were patrolling and were near their alleyway. He ducked into cover just behind the almost collapsed wall. Only thing separating him and the patrol were a few inches of debris. The marine that was acting as her support however moved, while still carrying her with his shoulders to the sides of the vent, making them barely visible from the patrol. Tina had on kept working, until he moved and almost made her fall off - until she heard and noticed the Mercenary patrol herself. That caught her breath, and made her a bit too clingy with her legs around his shoulders.

The others of the group took cover around the numerous barrels, trash bags and the dumpster near their location. Luckily the group didn't stay for long, as they walked away to the next alleyway. Once they were gone she did sigh in relief and soon quickly returned to getting the last one open.

"I'm Gent by the way." The marine finally introduce himself to Tina. After a while they finished taking out the panel that separated the group from the ventilation of the structure.

Soon letting the others slip into the vent, while she climbed down from Gent shoulders. "T-hanke..." she said, her usual accent making anything sound sexy - as she gave the Corporal a quick kiss and wink at his offer. Then she gestured at the vent. "L-ater...da..." she added, before climbing inside as well. Letting him at least have something nice to look at - as they slowly crawled forward in the ventilation shaft. This one luckily seemed to be running through a building - being intact and not collapsed in. Gent was extremely happy with her reaction as he took in the beautiful view in front of him, with a rather large grin to match - as they kept on moving.

---

The group kept on moving down and up the vents, the further they went in, the darker it got and the heat started to build up too. Despite the problems they had, their incursion went surprisingly well as they soon found themselves dropping into a dark room. The Ranger pulling out up his flashlight, revealing a small portion of the room which was filled with stuff toys, a computer and a workbench of some sorts.

The creepy part was that the stuff toys were a 'cuter' type of the goblins, an moe-fied female versions of the nightcrawlers with endless numbers. "Do these critters even have genders?" One of them interestingly asks, before the Ranger opened the door, revealing that the building was cut in half and aside from the door most of the structure had either collapsed to the ground or was precariously standing with what support it had left. Tina looked rather shocked and uncomfortable as well - when they had landed in the strange toy storage unit. A slight curse was uttered in her native tongue, before she continued following after the others. It was also a good thing, that they had decided to drop-out before they literally got dropped out of a high-rise drop into the ground below. Tina was both curious on how such a building was cleaved half in the first place, with such precision.

The good news was that they have passed through the check point and the building was facing the opposite direction of it. And that the airbase was just across the streets, below them the bad part. There was an skirmish between a squad Black Mountaineers and a group of the orcs near the entrance. It seemed like the mercenaries were trying to get to the base and the orcs just happened to intercept them.

The skirmish happening between the two groups was a difficulty, but not as bad as trying to choke through the checkpoint in urban fighting. Namely as Tina followed after Gent, they soon got deployed into certain positions - the good thing about having Tier One Units and the element of surprise? It made for very quick clean-up of enemies, if the timing was right.

Once their group had gotten into position, the 'Captain' of their unit soon gave the signal. Thirty rounds were exchanged, the notion ending with the quick death of most of the Black Mountain Mercenaries. The orcs were easier to pick-off, since they likely lacked the idea and even capability of responding to an assault from afar and up-high - and even weapons to reach that high. Once they had dropped the last orc, they stayed there for a good ten minutes to make sure, nobody more would come. Before they soon deployed and started dropping down onto the ground level - via harness and cables. Tina hanging onto Gent as they had to drop down together - since she lacked a harness for such things.

Needless to say, once they had boots on the ground they made a covered rush for the AFB. Staying on the ground, this cut off from reinforcements or even support wasn't the best option. Once inside, they started to sneak towards the hangers, namely hugging the walls and keeping an eye out for anybody else.

The AFB was in a dire state- remains of crashed fighters, planes trashed with their wings clipped off or stripped in half by either human scavengers or the fantasy creatures. The hangers were a different story as they seem to be guarded by a few orcs and the sounds of something big snoring was heard inside.

The runway however was in much better condition - than the control towers as it seems that whatever had once been there, had been completely transformed and remade into something else. "STOP! This is the warchief' workshop, and no one is allowed to enter!" One of the orc yelled out to stop one of the other orcs from entering. "Go back or we will make you." His partner continued making him wander off away. Although, beyond loud screaming - none of that was understandable to the humans.

Further away - evidence of an orcish settlement became visible as tents and fortifications seemed to cover some parts of the abandoned structures and with them their complementing guards. On one of the nearest runways however was now a marketplace of some sort, as unfamiliar livestock and plants were seen growing on the sides strip and the runway was now a high way of activity with the field workers hauling their goods to the nearest structure or smashing apart the concrete ground.

It was one of the largest orc settlements that the group had encountered since their journey together. "Take a look, that’s the largest group of orcs that we have found and their doing something other than run at us with their blades." The captain remarked, also looking at an untouched location of the base, with his binoculars. That didn't seem to have any orcs in sight.

"Problem is that its occupied." One of the Ranger' muttered as he took a second look with his sniper scope. "It’s them, Mountaineers, and it seems like their guarding something big." He adds as he scanned the area spotting a small group, but with them were turrets and droids. Bright flashes of lights erupting from inside the structure.

"How much?"

"Three mercs, twelve droids, five barricades, five turrets, and no blind spots." The ranger replied.

"Strange, I spot orc captives with them." He said, as he spotted the cages inside the hangar. "Okey then, Gent take the rifle and provide us with overwatch cover. Also take the Russian with you and keep her safe, she’s our one-way ticket out of this mess." As soon as he gave out his orders to Gent, he turned to the others and giving them their own tasks.

Gent nods in agreement happy with his assignment, "Seems like I’m with you with this." He said to her with an obvious joy in his voice. After they were done the captain and the others took their positions - he looked at Gent and said. "Take care of us, not your junior." He said before he went over to the strike force, and gave the order to start the attack.

---

While the others got busy, Tina followed after Gent - as they needed to set up in a position that allowed them decent enough coverage of the location but also a way to not get instantly mauled, if they were to be cut off. Thus, Tina indicated for the two to climb on top of a nearby scaffolding next to the hangar, that didn't have any guards around it. To their luck, they soon saw what was inside one. Namely an AC-130 gunship, that was still intact as well.

Meanwhile the others, had some luck in uncovering some a pair of jeeps to use as a distraction, that they were able to hot-wire into action and had enough fuel inside of them to work. Tina saw this as well, and the amount of orcs in the airbase. Thus she started pointing at the AC-130 in the hangar, if they got that running - they could escape. "P...ease?"

Gent noticed her plea. "We could, but I need to make sure that the boys are safe." He answers as he watched the others prepare for the attack to come - having cars with their horns blaring never failed to get anybodies attention. "But, that doesn't mean you have to." Gent winks hinting that she could explore and get the old bird running.

On a hanger, a few of the Black Mountaineers were talking with one another, as they took turns guarding on one of the barricades. "So what do you think we need them monsters?" One of them asks.

"Don't know but, HQ been asking for the freaks." One answers before a loud sound erupted, from beyond the guarded hangar turning all eyes towards it - both human and orc. Soon, the noise was followed by the roar of a siege beast, which unfortunately caught the attention of the nearby settlement.

In the cover of the roar, Tina soon slipped inside the hangar - then made a quick beeline to the inside of the AC-130. As she looked it over, she could see - it had most of its armaments intact and untouched. Barring the occasional paints and symbols drawn upon the old girl. It seemed that the freaks thought of this thing, like some ancient beast that shouldn't be touched. Soon starting to look over everything and anything that might have it be a dud.

Tina also soon heard the roar of more siege beasts - thinking that the others might have been found out, Tina quickly jumped forward towards the cockpit. Soon enough starting to check all of the instruments and the fuel gauge. 'Better than nothing,' she thought - as she soon enough, starting flipping some switches and turning the buttons. Gent was useful for something at least - since the more she pressed buttons, that she knew their names - the more times something lit up and went online. Enough that once, she flipped one handle - she soon was rewarded with the coughing sound of propellers slowly starting to wind up.

The beat of the war drums soon erupted, followed by the roar and the cry of the orcs creatures. "TINA GET THE BIRD UP AND RUNNING!" said Gent as he fired a few shots near their squads location in a bid to get their attention. Their idea of a distraction might have worked too well.

"Sir, their coming." One of the marines yelled, indicating at the gathering horde.

"Retreat!" The Captain ordered, making them go back to their previous location. Seeing that the squad was coming back. Gent made his way to Tina, seeing that the engines were up and running - the old bird slowly getting ready for action. He quickly ran inside the plane, spending no time to get to the cockpit, seeing the pilot already busy trying out the numerous buttons and having the manual in her lap.

"I knew I can count on you." He said, as he sneaks a small kiss onto her cheeks. "I love you so much right now." He adds, before he ran out the cockpit, to namely get the hangar door open. Tina had been busy getting the plane up and running that she hadn't noticed Gent sneaking in. In addition, it was a surprise to her, when he also sneaked in a kiss against her cheek - while she didn't understand much of what he had said. That point of the kiss was clear enough - it made her slightly giggle in reply.

The Captain and the squad were able to quickly make their way, to Tina and Gent' location - with the plane already running, they had enough a moment the catch their breath. The others pitching in to clear the runway of any debris, finishing it with minutes to spare. Albeit, while they got ready to escape - fire soon start to spread throughout the Black Mountain' location. The thought of them experimenting on the monsters got the Captain a bit on edge.

"We are clear." Gent said, as he entered the cockpit - taking the co-pilot seat next to her. "Now let's get to a place where we can get our lunch together."

She soon heard the command and soon had the AC-130 slowly climb onto the runway. To the orcs present, it was likely a surprising scene - namely one of the Forbidden Beasts had awakened and now was slowly crawling towards them. Its wings pulling up gusts of wind behind it, which sent many of the hastily build rummage of what they called a town flying away. For the time being, Tina focused on getting them in the air and with a few jerks of the control - she got the AC-130 airborne. Any harpies that tried to follow them either got shredded by the propellers or blown away by the tail-wind the gunship was generating.

As the orcs had been making their way towards the hangar, they soon saw one of the Mysterious Artifacts get out and then climb into the sky and its great wings blasting away any harpies that tried to follow.

While the Captain was soon able to unlock the AC-130s Weapon System. Despite the U.S Government having fallen into a state of anarchy, its passwords and codes still worked. As she circled over the AFB - allowing the guys to take pot-shots against the orcs. Either with the the gatling gun, the autocannon or the 105mm cannon. Raining blood and gut throughout the location. Soon, explosions erupted throughout the base as the surrounding area erupted with smoke and lead. One of which landed on one of the barricades of the Black Mountaineers. While it took some seconds for Tina to compensate they were able to do some damage in the air - before she soon had to fly off.

"....we....go....where?" asked Tina from Gent, indicating on where their destination should be. They had a gunship in the air, but now they also needed a destination to go towards. One that wasn't hopefully controlled by orcs, mercs or traitors.

The Captain pulled out a map of the United States of America, crossing out several bases and other military installations, until a few remain. "Last I heard the Pentagon was in the hands of the Mountaineers." He said, as he crosses out the Pentagon and the various locations near it.

"What about this location?" One of the Ranger' recommended drawing a circle around it. "Location is hard to access, and I doubt any orc war-engine can destroy the entrance or penetrate the defenses of the base." He explained further as he points at the surrounding thick forest and it being inside a mountain - that had been developed in-case of nuclear warfare.

"But, no place to land but, this location." He said as he shifts to a nearby airport in the area, which was a bit of a way from the base. "We could always crash-land closer..."

"Better than flying blindly in the sky, until we run out of fuel." The Captain said, as he handed the map to Gent telling him to help their pilot navigate namely to the Cheyenne Mountain Complex - the likely only place left in America, where any members of the United States Government might remain. Gent nods and pointed it out for Tina, helping to guide her towards that location.

While finally safe, the Captain couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Not knowing what the Black Mountaineers were doing at that base, how they were able to stay there without being attacked by the orcs - or what they had been experimenting there in the first place.