NationStates Jolt Archive

A simple rytherm echoed through the war room underneath the Imperial Palace, a slow monotonus tappuing sound coming every 3 seconds. It was the sound of a walking stick on the stone floor, as the emporer, hunched backed, made his way through the hustle and bustle.

tap, tap, tap

Aust was preparing for war, and hundreds of men where down here, every few seconds a new set of papers was thrust twoards the Emporers face, another message from some far off country was read to him, statistics about weapon production, enlisting, and economic stats where read out. But the Emporer ignored them all, just as he ignored the flashing red lights and the advice of his retanors to get some sleep.

tap, tap, tap

Another memo was pressed towards him, Imperial Order 1456 for him to sign, he did so and he continued his slow progress..

tap, tap, tap

It was a tabbo that struck fear into mens hearts, a rytherm coming from a man who could order there deaths if they made a single mistake, and had done so in the past. They feared this boy, they knew there was no pity in his mind, no smiles and words of praise. This was a boy with one purpose, a decisive boy, a genius but a cold genius, a boy who had seen his parent slaughtered in front of him, who had his back broken by his farthers killer yet one who still commandered his country and who guided it well. Thsi was a person with no doubt, and they respected and loved him for it.

tap, tap, tap

They where wrong, for once doubts where in Palpatines mind, for the first time in years common sense wreastled with honour. Before he had never cared fir his honour but now he did and he hated himself for it.

tap, tap, tap

He wished William was here, but his brother was gone, gone to fight his wars, to die for his Emporer, his brother was in dumpsterdam musterering the Emporers troops. If william was here then the Emporer would not have doubts about this war.

tap, tap, tap

Emotions stirred his soul, emotions that had remained undisturbed for the last 6 years. He did not want these emotions, just as he did not want his honour to stir, not now.

tap, tap, tap

It was common sence not to go to war with Automagfreek, he would have had no fear had it been just AMF but Dreadfire had many allies, he knew that he could not win this war, even with the genius of William, the courage of his allies and the power of his people, he could not win. Common sense and emotions told him to back out, not to sacrafice his brother and his people to certain death, but at this his honour bristled, for the first time in years he paid attention to it.

tap, tap, tap

His honour would not let him leave his allies to die, even it meant sacraficing everything dearest to him, William, Matt, Lily, James, he realised that they would all die but he knew that they would go to there death with happyness knowing they had done there duty to the Emporer. But his duty was different his duty was to protect Aust.

tap, tap, tap

He thought of what william would say if he backed out now. He could not think of letting his younger brother know that he had betrayed his honour again.

tap, tap, tap

There was little he could do but fight with his allies, he would die with a sword in his hand and a battlecry in his throat. He would die honourably, not cowering from his enermys.

tap, tap, tap

Aust was doomed, but there was one thing he could do, one thing that no Austian emporer had done for 1000 years, not since the great civil war. He could call upon the worriors of the shadows.

tap, tap, tap

The Samurai had remained in the shadows for year, a few hundred of them living in the forbidden gardens, they where the best Aust had, trained from birth to fight, armed with the best armour and weapons Aust had, stelth killers equal to anything on the battlefeild.

tao, tap, tap

The Emporer turned and made for the lift, his walking stick still making it's taboo on the floor. He sent the lift to the top floor, to the roof, and there, amid the bizzard that was Austian winter, he went to the great bell that was at the very top of the palace, 10,000 feet up and rang it.

Clang, Clang, Clang

It's toll of death rang over the sleeping city, awaking hundreds, they knew what it meant, they knew that the final war was coming, that the end of Aust as they knew it was coming. For it was an ancent Austian legend that the last Austian emporer would ring the great bell and the shadows would come to aid him and that a great war would come.

Clang, Clang, Clang

They gathered at the city gates, peering into the snow filled sky at the small figure that rang the bell from the top of the tower. And, in the Palace gardens the ancent protectors of Aust took up there weapons and manned the walls. it was then, as the people saw the Samurai that they left, left to prepare for war.

And the Emporer fell. He slipped upon some ice that was at the top of the palace and fell, down the slopping roof and then straight down, 10,000 feet to the base of the tower. Slamming into the deep snowdrifts, stanning the pure white red.

The Emporer was dead, the Samurai had come and Aust prepared for war.

William sweated in his sleep, fighting away the nightmare he was embroiled in, he saw his brother falling into the snow, he saw the old bell ringing, he saw the lost one coming forth.

He saw death riding triumphant over the Austian mountains, he saw himself being crowned, he saw many things, he saw James, dead with two bullet holes in his gut, he saw his wife being raped.

In his sleep he weapt for he knew that these where dreams of propercy, not just any old dream. He knew what he saw was true and would happen. A knock came at the door, he sat bolt upright in the bed, Lily waking with him.

Another knock.

"Can I come in, sir." A male voice called from outside, Lily nodded to him and William shouted,,

"ENTER!" A soildier walked in, he was dressed in the black of the ASS Deaths Head, he was shaking looking as though he had been crying. "Whats wrong, soildier."

"It's the Emporer, sire, he's..." William finished the sentence for him, his voice coming out like a whisper.

"dead."

"Indeed, sir." Lily began to cry.

"Did he fall, ringing the old bell, and have the Samurai come forth." william spoke what he had seen in his dream, and Lily looked at him in amazment between sobs.

"He did sir, how did you know." The soildier was amazed.

"A dream, just a dream." William was worried now, these things didn't happen to him, they had happened to his brother, the gift of farsight had missed William. He knew that his brothers dreams always came true, and his where already beginning too. "Thank you, soildier, you are dismissed."

"Thank you, sir." he soildier turned and left. Lily looked at William and then, in a small voice spoke quietly.

"How did you know?" William contemplated telling her a lie, but he couldn't.

"I saw it in a dream, the gift has come to me now, as it had come to my brother."

The aide bursted into the room, nearly tripping over his own feet as he stumbled to the table where Councillor Solar was seated, coldly staring in front of him biting chunks out of an apple.
"My lord, my lord, the Austian Emperor is..."

Dead. Replied Solar as he took a glass of water and put it to his mouth.

"How did you know my lord?" Stumbled the aide, catching his breath again.

William dreamt last night, I felt it...

His aide stared at him. "I don't understand my lord, how could you have felt such a thing?"

Solar sighed. I do not know, but I saw Palpentine's death in Aust, an accident...

"Would you like me to prepare a condolence for the Austian government my lord?" His aide asked, smiling in an attempt to cheer the councillor up.

Already sent, sleep has evaded me ever since I saw that dream, I used my waking hours wisely.

ANGEL transmission

Prince...sorry, Emperor, William. I offer the deepest condolences from the Senate, the Imperial Council, the Empress and the Dumpsterdanian people for the loss of Emperor Palpentine. We will consider this day a black day, one of mourning where all work will be halted to remember such as great as the late-Emperor of Aust.

However, with the current situation as it is we hope that this will not affect Austian troop deployments to the Isles, for that would indeed be disastrous for the Empire. However the Empire recognizes the right of Aust to withdraw its forces and back down should it desire to do so and will face no shame or dishonour in doing so.

Now that I have the governmental crap out of the way I can talk my private business; remember your dream last night William? Do not wonder how I know this, because I was there, your dreams are indeed strong my young friend, so strong that even one such as I, trained to resist all intrusions of the mind was overwhelmed by it. Ever since I saw your Emperor die all sleep has evaded me, for my mind simply cannot rest at the fact that he is gone.

That said, I am looking forward to your coronation, for I am glad that Aust will once again receive a strong leader.

Erik Solar,
Imperial Councillor,
Minister of Defence.

And so Prince William received the condolences an hour after the Emperor died, indeed strange for a government, even an ally to send one so quickly without the news being known to the rest of the world.

The aide bursted into the room, nearly tripping over his own feet as he stumbled to the table where Councillor Solar was seated, coldly staring in front of him biting chunks out of an apple.
"My lord, my lord, the Austian Emperor is..."

Dead. Replied Solar as he took a glass of water and put it to his mouth.

"How did you know my lord?" Stumbled the aide, catching his breath again.

William dreamt last night, I felt it...

His aide stared at him. "I don't understand my lord, how could you have felt such a thing?"

Solar sighed. I do not know, but I saw Palpentine's death in Aust, an accident...

"Would you like me to prepare a condolence for the Austian government my lord?" His aide asked, smiling in an attempt to cheer the councillor up.

Already sent, sleep has evaded me ever since I saw that dream, I used my waking hours wisely.

ANGEL transmission

Prince...sorry, Emperor, William. I offer the deepest condolences from the Senate, the Imperial Council, the Empress and the Dumpsterdanian people for the loss of Emperor Palpentine. We will consider this day a black day, one of mourning where all work will be halted to remember such as great as the late-Emperor of Aust.

However, with the current situation as it is we hope that this will not affect Austian troop deployments to the Isles, for that would indeed be disastrous for the Empire. However the Empire recognizes the right of Aust to withdraw its forces and back down should it desire to do so and will face no shame or dishonour in doing so.

Now that I have the governmental crap out of the way I can talk my private business; remember your dream last night William? Do not wonder how I know this, because I was there, your dreams are indeed strong my young friend, so strong that even one such as I, trained to resist all intrusions of the mind was overwhelmed by it. Ever since I saw your Emperor die all sleep has evaded me, for my mind simply cannot rest at the fact that he is gone.

That said, I am looking forward to your coronation, for I am glad that Aust will once again receive a strong leader.

Erik Solar,
Imperial Councillor,
Minister of Defence.

And so Prince William received the condolences an hour after the Emperor died, indeed strange for a government, even an ally to send one so quickly without the news being known to the rest of the world.
William read Eriks transmission, it was finally sinking in, I am the Emporer. He sat down on the bed, his wife leaning over to look at the memo, "How did he know." Was all she asked, and he didn't know the answer. There was somthing srange at work here, somthing he did not understand. He got abruptly up, and began dressing,

"You should rest."

"No." he pulled open the door and left leaving his wife alone. HE did have much to do. He needed to see his troops, show them that he wasn't backing out or overcome with greif, he needed to arrange someone to mange things in Aust while he was away, he needed to arrange the funeral and the corination. And all the while there was the everlasting sadness at the back of his mind. my brother is dead

He had to resist the urge to cry as he made his way up to the Austian command center in Dumpsterdam, General Richards was there already awake preparing things.

"Sire." he exclamed as he turned, seeing William arrive. "I am most sorry about your brother, you should rest, this has been a hard night for you, and..."

"No. I am not a child now, I am the emporer of Aust and I have my duty to do." he strode forward, powerfully. "I want this message sent to Erik Solar," he handed a small peice of paper to the general, "I want the army told the news, and assembled in 5 hours. I also need a transmission to Chancellor Reid. I want the funeral and corination to be arranged, the corination will be after the current crisis is over."

"But sire, that is completly against tredition, the corination has always been 3 days after the late emporers death."

"My brother never cared for tredition neather do I. And General."

"Sire?"

"Kneel." The General did so and William drew out the long sword that hung at his waist, he dubbed the General "I hereby knight you Sir Chris Richards, General in his majistys armed forces."

"Thank you your majisty, there's nothing I can say that..."

"Go."

INSI Encrypted transmission

Erik, I thank you for the condolences for my late brother, Palpatine, however I can assure you that I, nor any of my other troops will be leaving the Isles. It is my duty to my people, and yours to stay here and defend them.

The corination will be delayed until after the present crisis is over, but the Funeral of my brother will be in 3 days time, should you wish a delegate to attend.

But to more...personal matters. We need to meet soon as possable about this dream that we both experianced. Did you experiance the other parts as well, not just my brothers death, and there is the matter of you seeing my dreams.

My first theory is that it was so powerful that you experianced it, but why only you, I think Lily would have experianced it as well had it been that powerful. There must be something linking you and me together, though what it is i don't know. They say Dreadfire experiances things like this too could it be that we are linked to him as well?

Emporer William of Aust

In Aust the news of the Emporers death was seeping though, people began to gather at the castle gates to see the Emporers body being carried away. Flowers began to be dropped at the gates while cards where left there as well, only to be slowly covered by the eather falling snow.

All major news stations interrupted there coverage to go straight to the places and before long hundreds of TV and Camera men where at the scene.

A national day of morning was announced and a statement was issued saying that no propercy had been fufilled and the death was being treated as suspicious, even so word of the prophercy being fufilled spread and before long hundreds of people balived it and began preparing themselves for war.

Aust mourned it's young Emporer and prepared itself.

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Let us hope not, I would hate to share some sort of bond with one so vile.

But let us talk no longer on this channel, who knows who might be listening in? Meet me in the Cathedral outside of Duniash city, your DDF staff members will know how to get there. Come alone but bear arms William, for that place might be secure and desolate, it is also home to many dangers.

I will come alone as well, for what there is in the depths of the cathedral cannot be stopped by force of men or guns, only by a will of the mind.

Erik Solar,
Imperial Councillor,
Minister of Defence.

Tag, can I ask where in the world this is?

Tag, can I ask where in the world this is?

OoC: My nation.

OoC: My nation.

I do belive she was asking exactly where your nation is, but then again, I just wanted to say something with my TAG!

I do belive she was asking exactly where your nation is, but then again, I just wanted to say something with my TAG!

OoC: Ah yes, I was more thinking in a global way of in which nation, ^_^'

Its located in the middle of the south atlantic, with the north of the island reaching into the equator.

FROM: Count Kristof I Hobbezak, count of the Commonwealth of DeVlaamseLeeuw
TO: Emperor William, Emperor of Aust
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The Count expresses his sincerest condoleances for this tragic death, and offers any help required by the new emperor, ranging from economic support, technological know-how, to (how small this is) militairy support.

Let us hope not, I would hate to share some sort of bond with one so vile.

But let us talk no longer on this channel, who knows who might be listening in? Meet me in the Cathedral outside of Duniash city, your DDF staff members will know how to get there. Come alone but bear arms William, for that place might be secure and desolate, it is also home to many dangers.

I will come alone as well, for what there is in the depths of the cathedral cannot be stopped by force of men or guns, only by a will of the mind.

Erik Solar,
Imperial Councillor,
Minister of Defence.

William walked slowly towards the cathedral, his eyes roving from side to side as he looked for any signs of trouble. He tightened the grip on the long sword that hung by his side.

At his belt two pistols hun and in his had he had another, then he reached the cathedral, and saw Erik waiting. The councillor turned his head and nodded in recognition. "I caome, Erik. What is there in this foul place?"

FROM: Count Kristof I Hobbezak, count of the Commonwealth of DeVlaamseLeeuw
TO: Emperor William, Emperor of Aust
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The Count expresses his sincerest condoleances for this tragic death, and offers any help required by the new emperor, ranging from economic support, technological know-how, to (how small this is) militairy support.
Thanks you, my lord count, we hape that someday we can have close relations, but, alas, we would advise you to steer clear from us as great events that will plung the world into war are unfolding.

Prince Matthew, in the name of Emporer William.

Welcome William, to the halls of Deception, there is something here that you need to see. Erik paused, the autoloader on his back handed him a massive shield which he inspected hastily. that what is probably linking us.

He beckoned for his young friend to follow him down the stairs behind the altar, leading down through the floor and the stones looked as they had been broken aside. The first sub section was quiet, only the heavy steel boots of the Councillor and the Austian Emperor reverberated from the walls.
Suddenly he halted, twisting his torso and slamming the mighty warhammer in his hands into the skull of a ghoul; the creature poised to strike at him.
Defend yourself William, they die as easily as men! Erik's voiced blasted through the room as the both of them slashed into the hell spawn together.

Half a minute later it was all over, dozens of dead ghouls lay dead around the pair, taking a quick breath leaning against the wall to the next floor. There will be more, several floors more to go before we reach the bottom. He pushed himself off the wall and set forward into the darkness.
The pair advanced ruthlessly, slaying dozens that stood in their way and the times that Erik saved William by brute force equalled the times that William saved Erik with his skilful swordplay. More then once the two automatic SMG's on Erik shoulders cut a path ahead of them when the enemy came in their hundreds if not thousands and threatened to overwhelm them.
The time was approaching midnight, as Erik rammed his massive shoulder plate into the black obsidian doors covering the last room. Infernal hell spawn, open this damned door! Erik gasped out between breaths, not even his massive strength pounding the door would open it. William stood by, he could do nothing but as he looked back into the vaulted hall he saw a massive figure, striding over them and it certainly dwarfed him if not Erik...

"Look out Erik!" William yelled, diving away from a giant fist that threatened to crush his skull like an egg, the fist carried on and hit the door missing the man by inches.

William drew both his pistols and opened fire, the bullets ripping into the thing, but they seemed to do no damage. William rolled again away from a punch and watched as Erik drove his warhammer into the things back, it turned and sweapt the Marine away.

William drew his own sword and slashed at the thing, "How do we kill it?" He yelled.

Its head, aim for its head! Erik screamed as he charged from his partially sitting position, his warhammer striking true at the things head as it crumbled somewhat and moaned in pain.

It stumbled backwards, holding its head for a few seconds before standing straight again, dozens of barrels and other strange things forming from its hands.
Erik now saw what is was going to do as it turned its weapons on William, it felt as if he stood frozen to the ground but his body reacted for him.
He leapt forward, his armour cracked in mid-flight, the searing pain in his back not like anything he had felt before; as if something was growing out of his body.

When he landed on both feet behind William he saw a flurry of white coming from behind him and the next thing he knew gunfire erupted and his spirit sank with his failure to protect his friend. Tears rolling down his face, for yet another friend dead due to his failing.

As the gunfire died down Erik looked forward, not seeing the room but the sheltered dome of white feathers, William sitting in the middle of the small dome just staring at him with pure disbelief.
He looked to the side, they did look like wings and his armours sensors where reporting a breach and extra blood flow where he felt the pain at first.
William. Erik hesitantly asked. Could you please tell me these are not wings and just some sort of illusion or a bad dream…?

I would tell you that, but I am not sure myself. Williams voice seemed to echo around the place, it was not as though he was speaking it, but it had a mystical quality that made his voice lighter. He felt somthing at his back and felt behind him, his hand brushed aginst feathers, It appears I have them too

He was trying to comprehend what had heppened one moment he had been firing his pistols, trying to avoid a barrel heading towards his head, seeing Erik thrown backwards and then he felt a great pain in his back and he was here.

I thought I saw you die my freind, I thought I had failed you and my duty to my people, yet now I am here. William had never balived in god or in angels, as religion was unknown in Austain society, he had only ever heard about heaven and hell from visitors from over countrys.

I have never balived in angels, Erik, I have always thought they where idle fantisy. Yet when I see you and I feel what has happened to me, suddenly those pictures on the rood of the great cathedral in Rome come back to me. It is not my balife that an afterlife exists, nor that angels ever walked the earth, yet now I find myself here....Erik, did you see me die? Are we dead?

Erik sat down in a meditating position, folding the wings onto his back. Well you see William your not dead and neither am I Erik quickly glanced for their attacker but saw nothing. there's a reason I, my family, can't die, not of old-age nor of the most horrendous wounds. Where weak men make a pact with the devil, sell their soul and are granted inhuman powers we, as a family made a pact with God.

Erik nodded to William, eyes turning away for a few seconds. Yes, god, angels, devils, Satan, they exist and are quite real. But as I said, when we made that Pact we, or at least Vespasius promised to rule his country to the best abilities. You see, god's ain't so bad when you get to know him and that whole Christianity thing; well that’s just something extra for him to spend some time on. Erik chuckled as he saw William's smile. Abeit I was already fast and incredibly strong for a human, when I made the Pact it made everyone of us stronger, faster, resiliant...I've shown you that I could tip a main battle tank right? William nodded, fiddling around with a few feathers of his wings. Well, Vespasius my brother was imbued with the most of the Pact so he bears the greatest responsibility, his daughters Tanya and Erica with the least so the Pact affects them the least although I wouldn't let you arm-wrestle with either of them though.

But with the Pact also comes, if you dare call it that, a weak side. God and his angels have a say in the Empire’s dealings, but most of the time choose not to intervene, a good example would be Brimestone where we where told to lay down our arms, for millions would die if we did not…

Erik’s listened to his surroundings, something in the wind howling through the building.
But what I don’t understand is what you have to do with the Pact, you weren’t even born then. This is part of the Pact, it makes you a half-angel and the wings are a side effect, I know that from Tanya. I think the same bond that links us allows you to somehow, partially drain the powers of the Pact from me which is not good unless you want to become a permanent part of our royal family.

We must move. He suddenly said, grabbing William by the arm as he charged at the black doors, ramming them open with a single swipe of his warhammer.
William’s eyes fell on the dead DDF troopers at the side of the gate, but the image was quickly replaced by the cold blackness of the inter sanctum, the place littered with dead DDF troopers and the walls torn a shred by bullet fire and grenade impacts.
Erik jumped a makeshift barrier, the low wall posing no real obstacle to him as someone suddenly stepped in front of him and pushed the marine back. Erik went flat out on his back, avoiding nearly crushing William. Gabriel! Erik hissed. You wretched bitch!

The angel stood defiant under the arch leading to the inner most chamber. Now, now son of Rift, not so hasty.
Erik snarled at the angel as he motioned for William to put down his weapons Out of my way bitch or I’ll personally redecorate your face.
Gabriel turned on her heel, lifted partially off her feet by her wings, the same as on both William and Erik. I’ll leave you two Pact’ers alone then on your intimate date, your lucky I’m needed elsewhere. She disappeared, just like that when she spoke and Erik pulled stunned William inside the room. Right, William, this is the old TACCOM main computer of the military, sit down here and just close your eyes, rethink your dreams…

William sat back in his chair, still trying subconciously to fight back the visions that threatened to overwelm him, "I trust you Erik."

He knew now why his brother fell thousands of feet from the roof of the palace, falling onto meters and meters of snow had always been disapproving of him laughing at the victory, cheering and celecbrations echoed round the Austian HQ, the enermy had been beaten back, for now. religious folk who demanded that they lifting the heavy sword from the ruins of his wife he charged over the battle ground, skipping over corpses and. He blinked the visions that came across his vision, trying to keeps his own thoughts intact. It was hard to let someone prowl into your mind.

The Palace was in ruins, millions where dead-thanks to one man, one mans cruelty had led toThey where overwelming his visions now, he tried again to think of other things, but they keapt lurking in the back of his mind-he couldn't completly banish them now. His balifes in god, as Erik had told him where gone, there was only Dreadfire now, Dreadfire and pain, and cruelty and death. The world had fallen to Darkness and there was only pain. He wouldn't surrender to that destany, he Wept over the body of his cousian, the boys throat had been slit open by a sentanals blade, screaming with anguish William swore revenge,.

He could not hold them back, the millions of enermy opened fire and he saw his men being sweapt back-the last charge and the last hope of Aust had failed-He had failed the visions back, he surrendered to the deapths of unconcousness and the visions over wealmed him.

All was lost, Aust was in ruins, Dumpsterdam had been destoryed, Guffingford was overun, all over the world pryers where lit to burn the bodys of the millions dead. He stood in the middle of the dead, blood running from a thousand cuts and pooling at his feet. Erik lay dead 10 meters away, Matt was a few feet away in the other directon, yet thousands of sentinals where dead around him-they had forght like men possested. But one sentinal was lift, the first ever made. Dreadfire came for him. "Bastard!" William screamed and charged, only to be lifted up by the enermys huge hand, his life leaving him....

Bump

BUMP for DUMP

Come on DUMP!

OoC: Busy, busy, busy...

IC:

Just sit down here yes, close your eyes, perfectly... Erik pushed onto William's shoulders to force him into the sitting position eventhough it wasn't realy needed. He turned around and when he looked back William had fainted in the chair and slumped forward.
Erik stood puzzled, scratching the back of his head.
Well I guess thats another way to get those dreams back...

The room seemed to chill, the heat being sucked away by something.
Erik shivered, this was no normal cold, this was William's body drawing the heat into himself, as if a gaping wound existed there.
You, my young friend, need some help it seems. The councillor put his massive hands to William's head, gently placing his finger tips to his temples.
Here we go...

The colours from the world went grey, brown and black all around him, the stones faded away to reveal nothing, nothing but darkness and the ashes that twirled in some unseen and unfelt gust of wind.
As his vision returned he could just see a remnant of his former body fade away from the position which in it lay, the blue hue of his armour replaced with dark red blood.
Erik turned on his heel, fingers clasping around the hilt of the ancient warhammer as its powercel silently hummed.
He didn’t even look towards William, nor the person grasping his neck, he just smashed the hammer into the guys neck, the sound of bones cracking and breaking, blood flying everywhere was just more fuel for the fire raging inside him.
Once more the hammer went up, this time into the base of the skull, the same crack as before indicated that whoever the hell it was laying on the ground before him had now a fractured skull and a few holes for good measure.

Erik picked up the corpse, tossing it away with even so much as a look as he extended a bloodied gauntlet to help William up. Come my young friend, I can’t imagine this is good for your mental health…

William looked at erik in wonder, in his mind Erik was dead, killed by two missiles in the breastplate. This an't be happening William stuttered, Your dead, I saw you get hit, I saw... How did you survive?

Erik picked William by his collar, raising him above his head. This isn't real William, this is what the future might look like, what might happen. Do not mistake this for being a vision, it is merely a glimpse of something, holding half truths and lies, for these are the halls of Deception.
Erik still held William by his collar; the world seemed to be empty all around them, nothing but a black void. Now concentrate damnit, think of home, your wife, your country, whatever makes you smile and whatever makes you happy. The power that lies within this old system is neither good nor evil, it is whatever you shape it into; negative thoughts turn into nightmares and positive thoughts turn into the most pleasant dreams you’ve ever had.

OoC: Deception is the old super computer of the military, its kinda out of use now but it still holds some power.

PS: The AI of the military is always revered to as TACCOM, no matter what its previous name was.

Slowly William began to come round to what the world was like, his thoughts and memorys that he had thought to be true where eraised and his true memorys began to take there place.

He looked into Eriks eyes, You can put me down now, my freinds, I balive I now know what I have done wrong. Slowly the landscape meldered away and changed, this time once again it was a scene of war but Dreadfire lay dead at Williams feet adn they where all alive, along with hundreds of Austian soildiers.

I understand now. William smiled, and then nodded to Erik, I think I can go back. There is still a war to be forght and won.

Erik smiled, geniously as he put William down on the ground. Good to see you still sound of mind.
The world faded, the soldiers and Aust to shape back into the room where they once stood. You are right, we do have a country to defend... Erik turned around, leaving William alone in the room as he made his way back up.

William nodded in agreement and then, shefhing his sword made his way back towards the crypt and daylight. Following Erik, he had a country to defend and freinds to protect.