NationStates Jolt Archive

Prologue

Four men sit around a table in a room. The only light source is the single flickering light bulb, which swings above the table. One of them takes a long drag on his cigarette and then stubs it out.

“So we are agreed then?”

The others nod.

“Excellent. In a few months our liberation will be at hand. We shall not meet again until this is over. If you are captured, you know what to do.” He pulls out a pillbox and opens it. Inside are four red pills. Each man takes a pill.

“Make sure your men know the signal. Start immediately on the sabotaging and infiltration of the military in your area. Try to make contact with the local dissidents. They will be useful. With a push in the right direction at the right time will cause them to rise up and distract our foes even more. We will need supplies. You” He points to the makes sitting across the table from him. “You will contact the black market, and smuggle in things from them. You will then distribute whatever you manager to acquire.”

The man reached into a briefcase and withdraws four cell phones and gave one to each man.

“Use this phone if we need to communicate with each other. This is the only one we can be sure is not bugged. You still must never use names. We shall refer to each other by the city we are stationed in.”

“Which city is that? I know you will stationed in Etteradi, and him Benelencu, but I am not aware which city I am to be stationed in.”

“You will be in Efane, and he will be in Calax. I do believe we are finished here. We shall leave immediately. Remember, liberation is reliant on duty, loyalty and perseverance.”

The four men leave the building and get into separate cars, all of which will be dumped.


From the shadows a small man, invisible in his surroundings, watches them.

In his car, Etteradi puts on his sunglasses, earpiece, and gun. It was his turn to guard the Prime Minister tonight.


o.o.c. Yes this is the rp I've talked about for so long.

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Chapter one: a spark

Kanosis sat his hall of reflection, meditating. He had blocked everything out. He could not hear the guards outside discussing random matters. He could feel the chill of the room. He could not smell the incense burning. He could not see the light coming in the windows set at the roof of the hall.He could not feel the pain in his lame leg, a pain that was getting worse by day.

Kanosis had blocked everything out for he was having a vision.

A celebration in the central square of Éttéradï. A formal gathering with several local and foreign dignitaries. Celack’s 5000th birthday. It still was a couple months off, though. Several vans pull up around the square. Out of each van jumps five men with assorted automatic weapons and they start firing at any security personal they can see.

Tuesat is standing watching the unfolding carnage. Behind him, one of his bodyguards pulls his service weapon and sticks it against the back of Tuesat’s head. He pulls the trigger.

Kanosis’ son David is walking forwards, his service weapon in his hands, firing at the attackers. Every shot he fires takes one down terrorist. As he is reloading he is hit by two shots and goes down, blood streaming.

In Benelencu armed men walk the streets firing at anyhting that moves. A similar scene is being played out in Efane and Calax. The army is dispatched to quell these men but the army is torn apart by traitors in their midst. Men kill other men and the tanks and other vehicles explode due to sabotoge. Chaos has come to Celack

Kanosis satbolt upright covered in sweat. This vision was real. Whoever or whatever sent him the visions were always acccurate. There was only one thing he could do. He would visit his son.

Tuesat sat at his desk sipping his morning tea, reading the daily breifing. Behind him stood one of his bodyguards, Olien. He had arrived half an hour late last night but that was no matter. David Kanosis walked in, his hands in his pockets. He nodded at Olien who left the room, for his shift was over.

“Morning sir.”

“Morning David. Marian called last night.”

“And this is unusual because?”

“She got engaged last night.”

“Hmm. Who’s the lucky man?”

“You.”

“She told you?”

“Nope. I guessed. You just confirmed it for me. Your father would be proud.”

“Yes he would”


Olien walked out of the parliament buildings. He got it his car and started driving home. He turned on his cellphone and hit speeddial

“Williams international shipping. How may I help you?”

“I would like to speak to Mr. Christof Willams please.Tell him that Mr. Noris is calling.”

“Certainly sir. Just one minute.”

“Mr. Noris how are you?”
What do you want

“Good. Have you placed the order yet?”
Have you talked to the smugglers last night

“Not yet.I barely got in from a buisness meeting in Etteradi last night. I am going to meet the supplier tonight.Is there anything you’d like to add to the order you made?”
Just got in. I will meet with them tonight. What do we want

“Yes, several crates of the mangoes and a couple crates of pomegranites”
As many AK-47’s you can get and some greandes.

“understood”

Olien hung up and continued driving home.

Tuesat sat in the back of the limo as it drove to Stormgate, the official residence of the leader of Celack. The original Stormgate was built 4000 years ago as a fortress first, palace second. It was meant as the place where the last stand of the leader of Celack and his royal bodyguard, should enemies reach Etteradi. It had enough room for a complete company of soldiers and it’s walls were the highest of any fortress in Celack, save for mountain keep. It was built on the western hill for two reasons. Firstly that it was where the great Celack himself built the first fortifications of Etteradi and secondly for tactical reasons. It would be hard for opposing soldiers to make it up the hill under a rain of arrows and the defenders could see enemy forces long before they arrived. It was partially destroyed a thousand years later when pirates along with CapApian forces managed to overcome the defenses of mountain keep. The defenders of the keep fought bravely and destroyed all but one of their ships and killed 90% of their soldiers. However King Travina himself was slain along with the rest of his men. His son, the prince Sagas, was left to guard the palace while the king was away. When the sentries reported seeing the last remaining pirate ship sailing down the river, Sagas knew his father had died and that the enemy was coming. He gathered the soldiers and they set up a last ditch defense which defeated the remaining CapApians. However the CapApians had broken through one of the walls and destroyed the western wing of the palace before they were stopped. The palace was rebuilt and made stronger. The only real addition to take place since then was a sub pen and channel to the river that was put in by a paranoid PM over fifty years ago. It had only been used once, and that was by Tuesat himself. He hoped that it would never need to be used again. How wrong he was.

He hung up the phone and rubbed his right palm in his eyes. His left arm, as usual, hung at his side, useless from a bullet. An assassin’s bullet. Fired over 15 years ago.

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The man pulled out two glasses and looked at the man sitting across from him. The man nodded and both glasses were filled with rye.

“I must confess, it is not often that I have legitimate shipping baron in my office, much less a billionaire, world famous, legitimate shipping baron who is one of the five richest men in Celack, in my office. May I ask why you seek my humble services Mr. Williams?”

“Yes. I wish for you to get something for one of my clients in a foreign country.”

“You mean weapons. You’re getting into the arms dealer market perhaps?”

Mr. Williams leaned forward and grabbed the black marketer’s collar and lifted his up.

“Listen you little shit, it’s none of your business and it will stay that way unless you want your body floating somewhere in the ocean. Besides how are you certain there aren’t any listening devices in here?” Mr. Williams dropped the black marketer and he collapsed into his chair
“I check everyday. Besides if the police had suspected me, they would have already logged you coming in. There’s nothing you could do.” He drew a pistol and put it the desk “If you touch or threaten me again I will put a slug in your head so fast you won’t even hear the bang. Are we clear?”

“Yes. I need several things. Several cases of AK-47’s.”The black marketer took out a notepad and started writing “Some grenades, night vision goggles, C4, and one last thing. Your death.” The black marketer stopped writing as the words began to sink in. He reached for the pistol but it was too late. Williams had already drawn his silenced pistol and fired two rounds into the man’s face.

He walked out of the building and hit speed dial on his cellphone

“It’s Benelencu. Shiva was a dead end. Too curious. Moving on to someone else.”


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The man known as Efane watched the psycho rabbit enter the room and sit down. Although he was raised to hate them he found himself admiring this one. No, not admiring, appreciating it. Appreciating how easy it was to manipulate it, appreciating its skill at organizing people, it’s charisma and it’s leadership. Appreciating how much it hated the Celackian government. Appreciating the number of spies it had in the army. Appreciating how easy it made his job easier.

“What do you want?” The furry sneered at Efane.

“The same thing you do.”

“Rights? End of oppression? Why the hell would you want it?”

“Because I was the adopted son of two psycho rabbits. I was taken away from them. They actually loved me unlike the bastards they put me with in foster care. We both know the only way for better rights is a better government.”

“What are you suggesting?”

“Your intelligent. Figure it out”

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David Kanosis walked into the small apartment he lived in. He shrugged off his jacket and walked to the fridge. He openned it and took out a guiness. He twisted the cap off and then put it on the counter next to him. His quickly drew his pistol and quietly walked into the living room. He spun and targetting the person sitting in the chair. A chuckle was heard and the figure turned on a lamp.

“You truly are my son.”

“Father!” David holstered his pistol

“How could you tell I was here?”

“I heard you breathing. So what brings you here?”

“Trouble.”

"A vision?"

"One of war and death. Terrorism and assasination."

"Where?"

"Here."

"When?"

"The 5000th."

"Fuck! Who, who get's killed?" David asked, fearing the answer.

"Tuesat....I know this is hard for you to hear but it's true. I saw an agent, one of his bodyguards, stick his service weapon to Jim's head and pull the trigger."

"Fucking Feth!!!!"

"There's more. The gala at Victory square will be attacked by terrorists. That's when the traitor will kill Tuesat. I foresaw you shooting many of them but then taking a bullet yourself and going down streaming blood.I saw uprisings in many cities and the military turning on itself. I looked and saw chaos."

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o.o.c. After nearly three months of lethargy and other things I'm finally writing for this again. I am also in the process of writing the second episode of NATO the sitcom. All those who like my writing, fear not for more will be forth comming.

“Do you have the items my employer requestd?”

“Yes, we managed to acquire everything requested howevers some tiems gave us some problems. It’s a good thing your employer gave us these custom stickers.
Otherwise we would have never made it through.”

“Yes my employer has a reputation with customs that allows most of his shipments to pass through unhindered.”

“Excellent. Shall I show you what we managed to acquire?”

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Calvin Merris stood outside the warehouse watching the slums of Benelencu. At only 16, he wondered why he was given a gun and was told to shout and shoot at any sign of trouble.

Trouble, of course, meant cops. His brother was inside, selling weapons to a mysterious man. Calvin was hired by his brother as a lookout because “a boy his age needs a job” or so his brother said.

He heard a quiet metallic clanking sound behind him. He whipped around with his gun raised but lowered quickly when he saw that it was only Mosha, his brother’s friend and buissness partner.

“Whoa calm down pipsqueak.”

“What are you doing out here?”

“I wanted a smoke, and since there’s live explosives in there it might be a bad idea. You know, BOOM. So as I’m heading outside, I was thinking that I should check up on you. Good thing I did too. Your a bit jumpy. I mean you whipped around and almost blew my head off." Mosha took out a pack of Duriks and removed a cigarette.

"I thought I heard something."

"Relax kid. There's nothing out there. The night is silent. The cops here are so incompetent that we would hear them comming for miles. Everybody living around here knows to keep their eyes shut and their mouths closed. We'll be done soon anyways. Then you can go home and you'll be 500 draggas richer for just one night of work.." He took out his lighter.

"There's no reason to freak out. Nothing's gonna happen." Mosha flicked on his lighter. The small light it gave revealed two faces floating in mid-air. They were female and beautiful yet somehow cold and feral. They both were smiling revealing pointed teeth. They leaped on the man and boy knocking both to the ground. Mosha started to scream but was quickly muffled.

Calvin felt a strong hand pushing his jaw closed and another hand tilting his head back. He felt the sharp teeth being pressed against his neck. He however didn't feel any pain or them puncture. He did fell the pressing against the skin of his neck but no matter how hard his attacker tried she could not puncture.

The second one raised up from Mosha's corspe and turned to the other one.

"Why have you not taken care of him?"

"I cannot feed sister. He must be pure."

"Pure and yet he is working for these scum?"

Calvin felt the pressure on his jaw loosen enough that he could talk.

"Uhhh, if it means anything this is my first time out. I'm doing this for my brother. He gave me this job because he thought I needed one at my age."

"hmmm perhaps he is pure then."

Out of the corner of his eye he saw an area bent, or different that was moving. As it moved it created a small clatering sound. It didn't make sense to him but then again nothing had so far. The different area moved forward stopping just in front of Calvin. The area started to change colour and shape becoming what could be best described as a man sized bipedal lizard with sharp claws and teeth. His red slit eyes glanced over the two females and the boy. It's snout twitched as it started to sniff at the air. It began emitting a soft hissing sound.

"Umya we cannot understand you."

Calvin somehow gathered that the lizard creature was the one called Umya. He also heard the hissing sound but somehow could understand it.

"He says that my smell is stronger than the grand prophet's. I don't know what that means however."

"He speaks the tounge? Perhaps we should not let this one go."

"What? No I don't speak the tounge. I don't know the tounge. You can let me go."

"No child, you misunderstand. To let you go means we would erase your mind and leave you be here in the streets. When the police arrive you would quite possibly be charge with several charges of murder. We will take you with us to a safe place where you will learn more about your talent and possibilities."

"Several charges of murder? You've only killed Mosha there....OH shit!"

"Yes child we do intend on killing all those inside. They are smuggling weapons to kill innocent people. We cannot let that come to pass. I am sorry for the loss of your brother but he was an evil man."

Umya gazed at the stars above and then oppenned his mouth wide and let out a loud hiss.

Begin

The screams started comming from the warehouse mixed with the sounds of gunfire.

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Merris cracked his neck and looked over at the trucks again. He look at his watch.

"Good. I'd give another half an hour and then we can go home."

He made a check on the sheet on his clipboard and then he heard it. He heard Mosha scream. He dropped his clipboard, pulled out his 9mm and started to head outside. The man in the suit grabbed his shoulder.

"My brother's out there. LEt me go."

"It is too late for him. You woukd have heard the police comming. This is likely the military. You leave and you will be as dead as they are. Gather you men. We are finished now."

Some of the men who were moving crates started to climb in to back of the trucks. That's when the things attack. they came out of nowhere, lizard like creatures with claws and fangs, and the literrally ripped the hapless men to shreads. Theirs screams echoed around the warehouse fazing even the man in the suit. He pulled out a desert eagle and started to look around the warehouse. On the lizard creature emerged from the shadows ten feet away and leaped at him. Te man in the suit oppened fire hitting the beast who dropped to the ground leaking green blood. He put his gun to the creatures head and was about to shoot when a shadow glided up to him, grabbed him, pulled him down and began to feed off of him.

Elsewhere in the warehouse even more of Merris' men came under attack. They cursed and fired the guns to no avail at the shadows that were swifty killing their comrades. One by one they fell, some to claws and teeth of the beasts, others to the shadows that glided up to them and seemingly sucked the life out of them.

Merris ran for his life. He stumbled amongst the piles of crates and quickly found himself lost in an unlit area. He spun around in a panic looking for unseen treats. The screams of his men had ended a while ago. He was pretty sure however that it didn't mean that he was safe or that the creatures were gone. He heard clattering noises all around him comming closer. He hated it when he was right......

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Calvin heard his brother's last scream and he was climbing into the sewer from which the strike force had come from. He paused for a moment, closed his eyes, and shed a tear. He continued his climb to his new life and his future.

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