NationStates Jolt Archive


Re-birth of an Empire

Sambizie
16-12-2005, 02:18
The Emperor stood up the crest of the "Sal'ka Lava Pool." It is a wonderious site mostly visited by the Imperial advisors. As Mwtoar stood there, he could feel the heat emminating from 500 feet below. He lifted his head slightly and looked across the crater at the massive magma flows pouring over the sides into the pool. Mwto'ar closed his eyes and visoined himself walking down the hallways of the Astro-Tech Research Facility, located on the planet Siesana. He remembers entering the small room where Emperor Roland of the Elarians once stood before him. To his side was Roland's soon to be wife. However, Roland has his on problems on the confirmation of the true birth of the Panterian Lord, Evenstar.

Mwto'ar recalls reaching out to Roland to recieve the "gift" he had brought him that day. The ShaRa Wars were at it's climax, and for some reason Mwto'ar knew it would be the last time he saw his old friend from APTO. He held on tighlty to the tiny blue bottle of liquid tha Roland had passed him in confidence. With the Adejaani fleets at the spearhead of the major assults throughout the GZNRII System, Roland and Mwto'ar were able to escape unoticed to the Sol System...That is where the "real" war was being fought.

Throughout the centries, the Sambizie have lived in co-exisistance with their APTO brothers. For centries, Sambizie's allies have witnessed the change of "Protectorates", "Presidents", and yes...even Emperors". For centries, the Sambizie have marched along side of some of the most brutal forces in the galaxy such as the; Elarians, Adjaanians, Panterians, The Freaks, the New Genoians and many more to recall. For centries, Sambizie blood has been spilled on lands afar, at home, and along side their brothers. Surley the Mwto'ar that stood ontop the crater could not be the same that has been witness to these events, or could he?

Mwto'ar opened his eyes, still feeling the heat upon his entire body. He slowly lowered his black hood and removed the amulet from around his neck called the Gra'ha-da. an ancient symbol that represents the new life, a re-incarnation. Like so many before him, he brought the amulet to his lips with both hands and kissed it. He then placed it ever so gently upon the large rock next to him. He raised his arms out wide and began his free-fall of some 500 feet, all the while his body getting hotter....

One of Mwto'ars escourts turned and said, "The Circle is Now Complete..."

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Mwto'ar jumped only to find himself sitting upright in bed, drenched in sweat and shaking. His body trembled so, that he could not call for his advisors, nor could he even atempt to stand. he sat paralyzed, taking in everything he had just visioned. He took a slow shakey breath that filled his chest and exaled slowly. He looked down at his hands that were now starting to become more relaxed and noticed the tiny, dark blue legions that covered his palms. He slowly laid back and his head sunk into the pillow. He fell into a deep sleep quickly.

Outside his door, two figures stood, much like the one Mwto'ar invisioned in his dream. "He sleeps now my master", one stated. "Is everyone in place?" the other questioned. "As you have wished", the other responded. "Good...his time is nearing...."
Adejaani
17-12-2005, 04:34
OOC: Samba, old boy! :eek: Am I allowed in? Or is this closed?
Sambizie
14-01-2006, 22:10
OOC: Samba, old boy! :eek: Am I allowed in? Or is this closed?

OOC: Open for ya bud:D

Saturday, 1200hrs.
New Sambizie City, Siesana...

The streets were alive with excitement in the Sambizie Capitol. Imperial Special Forces Agent, Troy Linwood sat on a parkbench outside the Emperor's Palace. The Palace known as the "Protectorate" Building. Troy comes here daily, not always the same seat or same time but, daily. This day is sort of a benchmark and the kickstart to Troy's career with the Empire. Troy is a young soldier but he displayed a uniqueness in his leadership.

Troy watches the Imperial Soldiers walking around the square with every bit of suspicion. Troy was born as a Adejaani citizen and now lives in a rather large complex, housing mostly "operatives" of the Empire. He's been with the ISF for a few years now, not a completly sucessful career in standards of reconition, but an "average" career. His assignments mostly kept him to "civil" affairs and matters. However, three weeks ago that changed. His longtim friend and partner, Kwaon Walters, died in the line of duty. Infact, it was Kwaon who talked Troy into taking the ISF entrance exam when they were in school. Troy knew it was a "planned" death. He didn't know who the "trigger man" was, but he sure in the hell knew who was behind it all. For partners, Kwaon became rather distant the last few weeks of his life. sure, he came to work, him and Troy worked cases, then he went home.
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Saturday, 1800hrs

Troy walked into his apartment and tossed kis keys on the kitchen table and proceeded into his bedroom. On the way he took his coat off and tossed it on the bed before sitting down on it. He looked across the room at the closet door that was closed. Troy stood up, walked to the closet, opened the dorr, and retrieved the slender black case but the center handle. He walked it over to the bed and placed it flat on the bed with the deeply embossed letters, WYC, facing him. He opened the case which housed a rather "rare" rifle. Troy assembled it in a matter of seconds, then broke it down again in just about the same speed. He placed the parts back into their pre-form, foam placements. It weapon was impressive to say the least, but givin so, it was still a rather old and out dated piece of equipment by todat's standards. It would still be a very effective weapon if used in the correct manner. The trigger assembly was just about the only blemesh. The side of the assembly was was so scraped up you could only see:
Pro Of e and Y Co.
Is 00 6
Troy placed the case back in the closet, returned to his bed and laid down. It wasn't long before he would fall to sleep for the evening.