Nueve Italia
30-11-2004, 21:14
Emperor Giovanni Gori paced about his office nervously, awaiting the news from the front lines. A red phone upon the ebony desk in the center of the room suddenly began to ring, and the young leader rushed over to answer it.
" Yes?"
" Emperor, this is General Larenzi, it's about the rebels."
Giovanni breathed a sigh of relief. Guiseppe Larenzi was a trusted friend to his family name, and an astounding military leader. Surely, the rebellion in the southern lands had given in to his demands.
" Very well General. What's the situation?"
There was a slight pause before the answer.
" They have refused our demands, sire."
Giovanni Dominicio Gori bowed his head and swore under his breath.
" Mierda. . .well, you know what to do, General."
" Yes sir, will do."
With that, there was a click on the other side of the line, and then silence. The Emperor slowly placed the phone down, and then strode over to the window. Below him was the grand Capital city of Neuve Italia, Citta diCielo, untouched by the hazards of war in the desert lands to the south. Right now, the entire Elite Guard of Nueve Italia, the honorable Vestaglies Neres, was mobilizing to force a rebellion in the region of Collera Tierra to give in and allow all of Nueve Italia to be a unified country. During the past three years, Emperor Gori had been a slave to his goal of unification, and now, with this dream within his grasp, something had to interfere. This radical group, calling themselves il Futuro di Italia, had already attacked several towns, including an ultimately futile assault on the famous port city of Porto Reale. Though the rapid strikes had nearly no economic damage to the nation, the political and social destruction could be irrepairable. People had started to go against the government, and other radicals had joined the rebellion.
" It is only a matter of time until this is all behind us. . ."
Giovanni hoped his statement was true. Alas, it was not to be. Within another two hours, he would again receive a call about the retreat of the Elite Guard, and how il Futuro di Italia had gained even more power, declared itself a sovereign nation, and seeked to annex all of Nueve Italia into itself.
For now, the Emperor gazed upon the streets below him, enjoying the peaceful sunset as the glowing orb before him glided behind the horizon.
" Soon. . .soon this country will be as glorious as this. . ."
Meanwhile, the Military Command Center in the Northern Mountains had already begun to send messages for alliances and aid of any kind to the small empire struggling for its own existence. Hopefully, there would be those willing to support the cause for peace.
" Yes?"
" Emperor, this is General Larenzi, it's about the rebels."
Giovanni breathed a sigh of relief. Guiseppe Larenzi was a trusted friend to his family name, and an astounding military leader. Surely, the rebellion in the southern lands had given in to his demands.
" Very well General. What's the situation?"
There was a slight pause before the answer.
" They have refused our demands, sire."
Giovanni Dominicio Gori bowed his head and swore under his breath.
" Mierda. . .well, you know what to do, General."
" Yes sir, will do."
With that, there was a click on the other side of the line, and then silence. The Emperor slowly placed the phone down, and then strode over to the window. Below him was the grand Capital city of Neuve Italia, Citta diCielo, untouched by the hazards of war in the desert lands to the south. Right now, the entire Elite Guard of Nueve Italia, the honorable Vestaglies Neres, was mobilizing to force a rebellion in the region of Collera Tierra to give in and allow all of Nueve Italia to be a unified country. During the past three years, Emperor Gori had been a slave to his goal of unification, and now, with this dream within his grasp, something had to interfere. This radical group, calling themselves il Futuro di Italia, had already attacked several towns, including an ultimately futile assault on the famous port city of Porto Reale. Though the rapid strikes had nearly no economic damage to the nation, the political and social destruction could be irrepairable. People had started to go against the government, and other radicals had joined the rebellion.
" It is only a matter of time until this is all behind us. . ."
Giovanni hoped his statement was true. Alas, it was not to be. Within another two hours, he would again receive a call about the retreat of the Elite Guard, and how il Futuro di Italia had gained even more power, declared itself a sovereign nation, and seeked to annex all of Nueve Italia into itself.
For now, the Emperor gazed upon the streets below him, enjoying the peaceful sunset as the glowing orb before him glided behind the horizon.
" Soon. . .soon this country will be as glorious as this. . ."
Meanwhile, the Military Command Center in the Northern Mountains had already begun to send messages for alliances and aid of any kind to the small empire struggling for its own existence. Hopefully, there would be those willing to support the cause for peace.