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> THE END OF THE DICTATORSHIP!!!!! Anyone could join if they want...

///Dextrin walked into the capital building of Mahanoy.

Sir...we've been sent word by Perry to commence all operations.

The bold man stood up and cocked his head.

Good then lets go. What are we waiting for?

The men walked out of the room and left the nation but jet to ----DANTE----. Their goal already planned and their missions set up to fine details.

> Come on DFD read this! I know you're on!!!!

*Tag*
For future reference.

OOC:
Mahanoy, Der Fuhrer as in me. Because, if so there is no way that I will be able to find out about this.

> Yes you! Who else calls themself Der Fuhrer? I will take care of this....

///A call is made directly to Perry.

Yes Perry. Notify the nations....tell them that they want to see this....

Perry responded and hung up.

Word slowly reached The Dictatorship about an invasion of Dante's nations. The Supreme Council sat amoung themselves discussing the events. The Depths of Hell had been previously locked, which did good for them for now, they need not worry about that priority.

"Should we send troops to Dante's aide?," asked that of General Stauffenberg.

"It is too early to tell. Moreover, Dante is dead now," responded Major General Tresckow silently and wearily.

This situation troubled them. If Mahanoy gained power of any of Dante's previous empire, then they could only expect that bad to go to worse. However, this all might be a bluff, for The Supreme Council to dispatch the last Reich forces, and that was a risk they could not take.

///Dextrin sat with his officer in the jet. The officer spoke first.

Dextrin. Once we get there our operation is going to be tight. We need to be swift and take over quickly. Once we got control of those select nations then we'll be able to work from there and take over the rest of his empire.

Yes sir. Genuis.

The officer smiled at himself because what was released to the troops was different from what really was happening. They had gained control of 9 nations so far. The soldiers only new of 2.

Back in the quaters of The Supreme Council's secure and hidden base, Major General Tresckow lies awake. His thoughts are intense, boggling his mind.

A loud rapping is heard upon his door. Tresckow just rolls over and refuses to answer it. He wanted to be left alone. The door was slammed open and an angry man entered.

He walked over to Tresckow and threw a note before him on the bed.

Tresckow read:

Tresckow get off your ass and get down here. I need to show you something.

He looked up at the man. The man was glaring at him, angry at his lack of responses. The man hand on white gloves and a military uniform decoriated with a series of glittering metals and high honors. The man grimaced as he clenched his fist.

Tresckow got the idea as he rolled out of his bed and followed the man.

///The nation of ----DANTE---- was receached. Dextrin and his officer stepped out and went into a building heavily guarded. They were greeted by the rest of the rogue government.

WHERE ARE THEY?

Coming.

Two guards left the room and went to retreive two very important people. The guards returned with a little girl and a lady. The girl was scared and had tears all down her face. The lady was refined and obviously of some sort of royality. Dextrin looked in amazement because he didn't know what this was all about while his officer grinned.

///The rogue goverment sat down in the room with Dextrin and his officer amoung them. The females were held in cuffs and taken to the side of the room. The bold man (the officer: Nye) laughed at the sight of them.

This operation is going to be a cinch. Everyone's so clueless.

The rogue government began their meeting. They called forth Nye who was going to explain the current plans and situations.

The two men walked into a large room, long redwood desks filled the room, surrounded by black padded high back chairs. Papers lay scattered across the tables.

"Tresckow, nice of you to join us again," remarked Stauffenberg, who sat at the head seat of the table looking though a series of papers. He glanced up taking notice to the other man who was accompanied him into the room. Stauffenberg dropped the papers at once and sat, mouth agape at the sight of this man. He had not had the oppurtunity since the war to see this man, for this man has sulked away from society after his escape from Dante's clutches, and now, here he was standing amoung the entire Supreme Council and prominent Reich political advisors.

Cyler looks at the men that have just entered the council meeting...

[Cyler:] What are you doing here what do you want. this meeting was only for national leaders and high ranking officials of the Reich...

[Stauffenberg:] No Cyler he is one of the high ranking officials so calm down!!!

[Cyler:] Im sorry I did not know please forgive me for my ignorance!!! My Nation forced me into this position Without any prior learning of all the Reich officials and now I may Have lost the nation I was sent here to protect...

Cyler Motions for Tresckow to in the empty chair next to him...

They are quite comfortable. More then what they look like...

OOC: It isn't 'Fuhrer', in German, it is an umlaut U, therefore, it is 'Fuehrer'.

OOC:
Attican Empire, yes I know that, but I left it as that for the mere reason that people had a hard enough time spelling my name the way it was without the "e". Adding the "e" would have made it more confusing.

If this is supposed to be a war,then what are the reasons?

OOC:
Alright, I do not know where Mahanoy is going from this, but it is predicated off of a war. Mahanoy has not made it clear if he is intending to attack or just build up forces, or just annihilate my nation, but whichever the case, my Council and friends need to keep a close eye on this. Any help on my behalf you would be greatful, just incase Mahanoy is planning something, which I suppose he is. Moreover, knowning Mahanoy, it is not going to be pretty.

OOC:
Alright, I do not know where Mahanoy is going from this, but it is predicated off of a war. Mahanoy has not made it clear if he is intending to attack or just build up forces, or just annihilate my nation, but whichever the case, my Council and friends need to keep a close eye on this. Any help on my behalf you would be greatful, just incase Mahanoy is planning something, which I suppose he is. Moreover, knowning Mahanoy, it is not going to be pretty.

OOC:So I gathered.But it seemed odd that he would just jump in without any reasons and whatnot.

OOC:
His reasons are probably just for humor, but I know he is using this oppurtunity to build up a plot. He has taken two important people already, one being the fellow and loved Lady Rubella, which I believe is one of the people that he posted he had brought into the room.

OOC:Ah.Twas'nt sure if this was a preplanned rp and that people would yell at me for daring to post here.

OOC:
No, it is not predetermined. You could join if you want, even if you want to be against me and work with Mahanoy. If he wanted it confined, he would have posted it. Do as you wish. I do not think Mahanoy will mind.

OOC:I am unsure if I will join or not.I generally support the underdog,but.. believe I will just watch the proceedings for now.

OOC:
Alright, do as you wish.

IC:
Tresckow took a seat aside of Stauffenberg.

"So, you see Mathias decided to join us again. He is not too good for us anymore," Tresckow said as he nudged Stauffenberg in the ribs.

Mathias, the man who accompained Tresckow here, stood. He took out a little notebook and scrawled something on it. He passed the note to Tresckow.

Tresckow read it aloud, "You fool, I am only here because I might be able to help. Fool, I am going to go in there and see for myself what we are dealing with. If I do not return then you know the situation is not going to go good for us."

*Stauffenberg laughs as he hears the note. He jestures for Mathias to sit down.*

"So, Mathias, please explain what exactly you are doing, and sorry for Cyler's insubordinance."

*General Stauffenberg glares at Cyler.*

"Cyler, never question whether someone is of High Ranking or National Leadership. Both of these men are, incase you have not noticed."

[Cyler:] Fine then if an assassin comes in and kills you do i then have the right to ask if he has the right to be here or should i just motion for him/her to have a seat??? And pour them a glass of water after their hard work!!!

Mathias began writing away on his little notepad. His white gloved hands working with extreme dexeterity. Ripping the note out his notepad he handed it to Stauffenberg.

I will leave after this meeting. I will be leaving by helicopter to an undisclosed location, for your safety I do not tell it. From there, I will procure all useful information, as I see fit.

Mathias heard this remark by Cyler. He grew aggrivated and threw his little notepad across the room. He slipped his pen into his pocket and stormed out of the room.

Tresckow shot Cyler one of those exasperated looks.

"Excuse me," he said as he persued Mathias out of the room.

[Cyler:] Whats wrong with him someone kill his cat or something???

Cyler sits there and has a look of wonder on his face...

Tresckow managed to catch up with Mathis before he left the building.

"Mathias, what is going on? Why all the anger?"

Mathias turned to him and opened his mouth, as if going to speak, his thick grotesque scar twisted with these movements. He stood there, mouth open for a few moments, before he shut it; the scar reforming itself to its normal shape, a long thick line from one side of the neck to the other.

He went to reach for his notepad, but remembered he discarded in his anger. He just stood there impatient and angry at himself.

> HA! Yeah sure anyone could join. I don't care. I won't tell anyone anything because I want to keep it a secret.

///Nye stood up.

Well I've received word that Perry has seized control of Whitecastle. He is in Whitecastle now waiting for orders that we're going to make. Now...we've got 2 guests here. Welcome Rubella and Genocide!

The two guards pushed the girls foreward. Any they looked around confused.

Rubella is going to get us where we need to go and little miss Genocide is going to tag along. I've got to be vague to you because someone in here is a traitor...

*Stauffenberg looks up at the woman, Rubella. Then he looks to the small girl, Genocide....*

"Why are they here exactly? You aren't being clear here."

*Stauffenberg looks up at the woman, Rubella. Then he looks to the small girl, Genocide....*

"Why are they here exactly? You aren't being clear here."

OOC: i dont think they are in the same place as us... i think that is where ever they were taken too...

Mathias left the building abruptly, Tresckow did nothing to stop him.

Tresckow went back into the meeting, where some man was addressing the crowed and two woman, one as Lady Rubella stood amoung them, in chains. This was not good.

Mathias, in the mean time, disgusted at himself, walked away. He would be going back to a place he wished never to see again.

[Cyler:] Treskow wheres mathia's???

Cyler jumps out of his seat and goes to go over to greet Treskow!

Tresckow failed to take notice to the women before, but now he did. They were invited to this meeting for observence, and that is exactly what they intended on doing.

Cyler ran toward Tresckow and he nodded to him, retaking his seat along side Stauffenberg.

"Silence Cyler. We have disturbed the meeting enough already."

Tresckow had never met this child there, but he knew very well that the other woman was Lady Rubella. He also knew that her being here was not good news.

Cyler stops and goes back to his chair and sits down knocking over a pitcher of water...

[Cyler:] Dammit freaking pitcher...

Cyler picks it up and throws it across the room it smashes... Cyler turns around and heads into the bathroom slamming the door!!! A whole slew of curses could be heard coming for the private room...

///Nye looked at his rude guests.

THIS WONT BE TOLERATED

3 soldiers followed Cyler out of the room and Nye locked the door.

THERE WILL BE NO MORE INTERUPTIONS. We're here for a meeting to discuss this current situation. We're all here for the same reasons.....TO STOP PERRY.

Tresckow looked about. If he wanted to save Lady Rubella and this other child, he would most likely end up shot a "couple" times. He could not risk that. Not with the entire fate of The Dictatorship on his hands.

He thought, "This Perry. I wonder who he is. I recall that name from over tranmissions. Is that the name of their operations or is it the code name for the people running this operation?"

Tresckow gave a look to Lady Rubella, who stood passively in front of them, regardless of the heavy metal chains wearing her down.

///A phone rings and Nye excuses himself from the room. Lady Rubella and Genocide are summuned and the door is locked from the outside. Nye nods to the soilders who follow Cyler into the bathroom. A phone call is made to inside the building after Nye and the girls left.

IF YOU WANT THE GIRLS ALIVE SURRENDER THE DEPTHS OF HELL

Tresckow ran to the door and slammed against it, thrusting with all his might to no avail.

"Damn, they locked us in and took Lady Rubella."


A phone ran and one of the gentlemen in the room answered the phone.

"Hello......yes.......I will tell them." He hung up the phone. "They say we have to hand over The Depths of Hell or Lady Rubella would be killed."

Tresckow and Stuaffenberg exchanged a silent gasp. He slid down the door and placed his head in his hands.

> Time is precious.

///Nye called from another base far from the building.

Perry...576 is in play. The ball is in your field.

He hung up and went to the little girl.

Come...you're going to meet uncle Perry.

Cyler hearing what has happened walks out..

[Cyler:] Wow that door is thin whats this place made of cardboard???

Cyler looks around the room and sees that now was not the time for his jokes...

///A soldier seized Cyler by the shoulders and slams him against the wall. The others train their guns on him.

SHUT UP OR DIE. IF WE DON'T GET IN THAT BASE SOON THEN ALL OF YOU ARE GOING TO DIE. THE LONGER YOU HOLD OUT THE MORE PEOPLE DIE. UNDERSTAND...

[Cyler:] ha ha ha ha ha well I guess I see now why I was chosen for this mission...You think I care for most of those people my Nation was just taken over and im supposed to care about a few people???

The men stare at the sudden change from the nice innocent Cyler to the cold hard Cyler...

///The soldier holding Cyler laughes.

AND YOU THINK WE CARE ABOUT HOW MUCH YOU CARE ABOUT PEOPLE? HA! THINK AGAIN. YOU MIGHT NOT CARE MUCH ABOUT YOUR PEOPLE BUT I NEVER SAID IT WAS JUST YOUR PEOPLE. WE FOUND A CERTAIN PERSON NAMED MATHIAS. YES. I THINK WE'LL KILL HIM FIRST AND THEN THAT LADY. OH AND THERE IS SOMEONE ELSE WE FOUND BY THE NAME OF SURUKAI. SHE'S GOING TO GO TOO. AND DON'T THINK WE'LL STOP THERE...

[Cyler:] Surukai....[look of defeat] I do not have the information you seek I am not privledged to that high of a risk knowledge...

They drop Cyler as he lays on hs knees looking at the ground...

///Picks him up and slams him off the wall again.

WE'RE NOT THROUGH WITH YOU. I DON'T CARE IF YOUR NOT IN THE RANKS. GET US IN...

Cyler falls in pain...

[Cyler:] I dont know anything about that place until you spoke of it here today!!!

*Stauffenberg looked to Tresckow.*

"Think we have a chance at saving the Lady and that small child?"

*Tresckow put on a face of what seemed like deep thought.*

~

*Outside in the hall guards were beating the crap out of Cyler for information he did not obtain.*

~

Tresckow looked toward Stauffenberg. "Only one way."

Tresckow, head in hands, looking dejected looked up.

"Then so be it."

He stood up slowly feeling beyond defeated.

"Sir, hand get me Mr. Nye this moment," he spoke affirmatively to the man in the room.

The man dialed up a number and after a few moments of complete eery silence, take the sound of Cyler outside and the violent guards, he handed Tresckow the phone.

"Ah, Tresckow, you have made your decision," the vile voice rang through him like a deep set poison.

Tresckow looked to Stuaffenberg, who just stared, a look of defeat slipping onto his face.

"I will only hand you The Depths of Hell if you return here, free the young women, and allow my predecessor and dear friends free and safe passage out of this nation. Do you agree Mr. Nye?"

His voice responded, but Tresckow did not hear it for he violently threw the phone off the ground before he heard what it had said. He walked back over to the door, trying to get out again and finding it impossible, he sat across from Stauffenberg.

"I am sorry, my friend. It appears that I am not fit to help lead this alliance."

He removed a small silver pin and laid it infront of Stauffenberg; the symbol of their bond by leadership.

"I am too weak to sacrifice my friends and a child. I do not have the right to lead. I am too weak to follow the most important decisions. I know it will only lead to devastation if we hand of The Depths of Hell, but I can not allow Lady Rubella or the young child to die over my decisions. Forgive my great friend."

Cyler...bleeding from the beating he took for not knowing anything just stared as they started to get more violent with the beatings then they have all night...must be getting mad for not getting what they need from him

Lady Rubella taking notice to the guards not paying attention grabbed the little girl aside of her and ran. The guards ran right after her, but being that they had on armor they were slowed down. She managed barely to escape fleeing into a nearby forest.

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Lady Rubella

Cyler falls to the ground covered in blood. Before him lay the remnints of his finger they pulled off his right hand pinky finger....

And they have not finished with him yet as it seems they have given up on getting any info and now just want to cause him great pain.

Nye came back and seeing Tresckow there in a state of shame he smiled.

Well let's go....

He lifted Tresckow and carried him out of the room. His guards took Stauffenberg and Cyler with them. They all left on seperate planes exceptd for Nye and Tresckow.

Destination...THE DEPTHS OF HELL.
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