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Suddenly, From Static appears A Large symbol, slowly fading into focus, every second the Image becomes clearer, until it is formed.

A Circle, cut through the Diameter, Red on one half, White on the other, Crossed in the Centre by two Hammers...

The Twin Hammers of Kraven...

The a Mechanica sounding voice broke out across the speakers...

"People of The Earth, Hear Me Now!"

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"For Too Long my forces have been hounded, Chased, and thrown into Hiding, for too Long the Democratic, Hypocritical nations of the World have sought to over throw my Leadership... For Too Long Kraven has been Broken.."

The Electronic face of Father appeared onto the Screen, the lines that made up his face glowing, as he mouthed every word, accentuating it with head movements...

"But It ends now!"

"Even as we speak, my Glorius Capitol Police, Terrorize Jagada, a Traitor State, My Glorius Capitol Police bring about mass annihilation, every where they step, Death follows in their wake!"

"This is just the begining, as from every building, every tree, every Lamp post, We Raise the Dragon banner and Say... No Longer Shall we be Broken! No Longer Shall we Be Chased and Chastised by the World! No Longer shall we Bend to your will!.... Now Is Our Time! Now Is Our Time To Raise the Dragon banner And March under Unity!" Fathers voice was reaching a fever pitch, his mechanical voice getting more and more passionate as he spoke...

An Image Appeared, Legions of Capitol Police, Lined up in Parade Formations, the front Units carrying The Dragon Banner....

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"People of the World!, A New Reign of Terror is about to sweep across the land, and with it will follow My Legions of Capitol Police... Even now they are ready to strike at a moments notice.... Be Ready for a Storm Approaches, and with it Comes Darkness..."

"Abandon All Hope... For Kraven Is Coming!"

The Screen then Returns to the Twin Hammers of Kraven, before once again returning to Darkness...

(OOC: This is The Return of Kraven, the Announcement to the world that Kraven is back, Please feel free to post government reactions, peoples reactions etc, This is the Formal Return of Kraven, and it feels damned good to be back...)

"Sir, we have incredibly bad news. Kraven... they're back!"

"What? Did I just hear that?"

"Yes, sir. Kraven Corporation is back in full force."

"Do NOT make them angry. Do NOT get involved in a war with them. Not until we have the recources. Send no message to Kraven."

"Yes sir."

Allied Union Self Defense Force Headquarters, Classified Location

The command room was full of the highest military brass in the Allied Union, and on the screen played out what the Allied Union had anticipated ever since the fall of Kravonika in the Second Kraven War years ago. Attempting to find the time of the return of Father and the Corporation was high on the Office of Military Intelligences priority lists, and it had finally come. Nearly a dozen military and political leaders, including Grand General Griffin, supreme commander of the Allied Union Defense Force, Grand Admiral Jorgeson of the AUNDF, and Supreme Air Marshal Tao of the Air Defense Force, along with the commander-in-chief, President Gerald M. Rossland, viewed the message over and over.

Rossland: Why was this situation not anticipated?!

Jonathan Zarkovski (Head of OMI): Kraven's return has been anticipated ever since allied intelligence failed to find the digital remains of Father in the ruins of the Citadel in Kravonika.

Rossland: Perfect. What intelligence has been found relating to the invasion of Jagada by Kraven forces?

Karelia (Commander of Space Defense Force): Nothing yet, Mr. President. Three HORS-32 reconnaissance satellites have been dispatched over Jagada, their finding should arrive within 24 hours.

Rossland: So what is our proposed course of action as of this moment?

Courtland Vexor (Secretary of State): Our first action in this war should be to meet with leaders of allied nations, including Kahanistan, Xirnium, Automagfreek, and Fourhearts. Then we may consider military action against the resurrected Corporation.

Rossland: Excellent idea, Courtland. A want a press cap on this situation, and all relevant military commanders notified.

Vexor: That has already been preformed, Comrade President. Shall I notify our allies?

Rossland: Yes, summon them immediately. No doubt they already know of the reemergence.

Vexor: As you command.

The men filed out of the room, and soon, highly encrypted messages dealing with the situation were sent out to summon representive mentioned in the conversation above (Kahani, Xir, AMF, and FH). As the return of Kraven was not publicly broadcast due to the press blackout in Velkya, the majority of the nation slept soundly in their beds, not knowing that the Allied Union would soon be at war with the rogue Corporation once again.

OOC:Hmm... a war with Kraven... maybe you could make an alliance and gang up on him?

(OOC: Hush for now, young one.)

(OOC: Hush for now, young one.)

OOC: Yes sir. (lol)

Much had happened since the last fall of the Corporation, and it would play some important roles in the upcoming history of the new rise of Kraven. Nevertheless, keeping some sort of consistency was one of Fedor's policies, and so he would extend the olive branch to the country, just as he did before, and promise his political support. Unfortunately, just as the Empire was during the Kraven-Freek war, the War of Golden Succession was still raging and now with renewed vigour above all. Stevid and Independent Hitmen had joined the fray against the Empire, and three large naval fleets coverged upon one sea in one epic naval battle. Therefore, it was to the unfortunate cause of Kraven that the Empire could not lend its military support. The large difference was that Kriegzimmer had changed ownership with the death of Dietrich Harbinger and the rise of a company board that held a closer allegiance to Fedor and had dropped much of its strange and hardcore bindings to pure absolute capitalism. It had become common knowledge that Kriegzimmer had supplied Kraven for the first few months of their war, and it wouldn't be strange if Kriegzimmer picked up a new interest with Kraven. Nevertheless, Kriegzimmer's clients also included Velkya and others who had sweared to see the end of the Corporation, but it was no doubt that Kriegzimmer preferred the large, militaristic enviroment of Kraven. That said, Kriegzimmer as company set out on a diplomatic task to the area, as did the Empire itself, ready to complete economic privilages and the sort - and perhaps even future military cooperation. The truth was that Kraven was a lone wolf most of the time, so it would be difficult to crack the shell, but Kriegzimmer had done it before.

The actual footage of what was presumed to be the dictator's message was caught through some sort of twist of satellite connection and radio capture - it seemed like something out of the Second World War. But, it served the purpose of the Empire's intelligence agency [IINSA]. It was never really alarming - the Empire remembered its war against Kraven, and remembered the punishment it had inflicted on its fleet, forcing it to leave the area and ending the war in just some short weeks. Ironically, the Empire worked to rebuild the fleet it had destroyed, beginning a very weird relationship between the two absolute administrations. In any case, there would be an attempt to regain this relationship and persuade the 'Father' that it was within his best interests to keep the Second Empire of the Golden Throne friendly - even if the Empire was in the midst of a civil war. As proved before, the Empire, when free, was a very dangerous force. Above all, in the event that the 'Father' find himself in the same situation as the last he would have the potential of military aid - something which the country lacked in their last war. In any case, the costs of rebuilding his tortured state would favour economic ties with the Empire, and perhaps even the adoption of absolute capitalism as their economic system - people back in the Empir were certainly looking foward to that.

But in any case, the administration would have to wait and ponder the position and decision for a while, as the assets that they could use to persuade Kraven were currently fighting around in different fronts - meaning the 'persuasive force' was literally non-existant, since there was still a threat of complete debacle on the battlefield. But once the tally had been racked up in favour of Fedor, the Empire would see to its duties in Kraven. The Empire would also see to persuading the elder nations that had aided to destroy Kraven to ignore this new rebirth. But this would all have to be reserved for later - not much later, but later nonetheless. Fedor had priorities, and his first priority was to assure the Golden Throne for himself [he technically already sits on it, as heir to Jonach, but there are other contestants trying to take it for themselves]. If anything, Kriegzimmer was always there.

Liberty-City, Allanea

“Mr. President? What do you suggest we do about this? Should we pull the forces out of Yazmarea?”

“By no means. We intend to deploy something like 100,000 combat troops there at this stage, and we'll still have enough troops to deal with this... Kraven. My phone.”

Someone handed President Atchinson his cellular phone – a high-technology fourth-generation device, featuring a direct sattelite uplink, doubling as a USB 2.0 modem for the Presidential Tactical/Strategic Control Interface (that is, the laptop). “Place the nation on DEFCON 2.”

“Yes, Mr. President.”

In Fort-Jefferson, the alarm rang. Dozens of troops ran for their command posts. In the submarine pens, sailors slid down the combat hatches of their SSBN's, heading out to sea. On the borders of mainland Allanea, 1,000 400mm rail cannon was powered up and ready, artillery men waiting near stockades of incendiary and high explosive ammunition.

And in the White House, the Allanean President's face was stern and grim. “The Kraven threat must be dealth with. Alert all six forts.”

In Fort-Henry, the alarm rang. Heavy Zeus-class turrents swung into position, heavy machinery cycling 30-inch shells into the turrets, troops in protective gear refueling the Alexander Kazansky Mk I heavy ICBM's. In the underground hangars, Air Force operatives wheeled 500-kilogram bombs under the wings of F-18s'.

“Give my flight suit. Rev up my personal plane. I will pilot it myself.”

In Fort-Steel, the alarm rang. Cranes heaved Manticore-class tank hunters onto ships, hundreds of mechanized infantry troops rushing onto the boats. Next to them, pipes were unfolded, pouring hecaliters of biodiesel every second onto the craft, enough to fuel months of exhausting armored warfare – and thousands of deaths.

The President put on his helmet, running towards his airstrip. There, his personal F-117 was already waiting.

In Fort-Adams, the alarm rang. Huge stacks of .308 ammunition, missiles, cannon were loaded onto trucks, and distributed to personnel accross Allanea. One thing was certain - it would take a very long time for the Allaneans to run out of ammo. It was far more likely that Kraven would first run out of soldiers.


The F-117 accelerated down the runway. Six more aircraft like it escorted it down the runway and out of Allanea's airspace.

In Fort-Kazansky, the alarm rang. Aircraft tore out into the dark evening sky, establishing a ring of patrols around mainland Allanea. No Kravenite would be allowed to come close. Even if they did, a ring of Praetorian II defense systems would snarl back with long-range AA missiles, and then simple farmers on the ground would catch the pilots and shoot them with hunting rifles.

“Annie-Two, this is Ground Control, you are free to exit Allanean airspace. Were are you headed, Annie Two? Over.”

In Fort-Czapp, the alarm rang. Ten Tyrant-class missile submarines were already at sea, and one hundred Torrent-class Arsenal ships were leaving in a few hours – once the Allaneans were done loading them full of missiles. 20 Ocean-class helicopter assault ships were en route as well. Someone was heading for a good, old-style Allanean boot-to-ass application.

I'he President smiled into his communicator mike.

“I'm headed to Velkya.”

As York looked over a map of Jagada, he realized the situtation was grim. Kraven really was exterminating them, and effectively. Kahanistan was caught in some sea battle and against the Whyaticans. The Count's Forces were held up in their base waiting for the Kraven assault. Cadiz was a warzone now, Malaga was barley containing the Jenrakians, and the Tarragona was now its own war zone.

Suddenly one of his aides, whom York knew had a sense of humor, walked in with a pale looked on his face. York sighed, "What is it?"

"Sir...we just picked up a transmission...Kraven is back!"

York stared at him. "God I'm so doomed..."

Edge of Allied Union Aerial and Maritime Defense Zone (AMDZ), 7:38 PM

Pretty silent was a good word to describe it. A large Coast Guard RADAR zeppelin, hovering higher than any fixed wing aircraft could reach, monitored its zone with a powerful FRA-913 RADAR array, scanning nearly seven hundred miles outward in any direction. Back at its control center one hundred miles west of the metropolis of Oured, Velkya, and the watch commander watched patiently as seven aircraft of unknown origin steadily approached the AMDZ line. They held a small RADAR signature which was small enough to warrant that it was a formation of stealth aircraft. Judging from the shape, an older US-made Nighthawk model.

Never the less, they issued the standard call to the aircraft on all frequencies as nearby Hartman Air Defense Base vectored a flight of ISF-13 Tengriy towards the unknown formation’s current location and heading.

Attention, unidentified aircraft, you are approaching the Allied Union AMDZ; please state your country of origin and purpose in Velkya.

Honimishu Castle,
Pschycotic Pschycos...

Sliding paper and steel door to the shogun's office slammed open. Several men in officer's uniforms rushed in, including Grande Admiral Isoruku Yamamoto III. Shogun Nakamura Himura Kenshin rose quickly. Normally people knocked when they wanted entrance. The only time they bargged in was if something was wrong. The men quickly bowed, and one of them began speaking, "Your Excellency, we have grave news."
"Speak. You have entered unannounced. It had better be serious," Kenshin replied.
Admiral Yamamoto shouldered the other man aside. "It is sir. The Kraven Corporation has resurfaced. We've heard much of their terrors from our allies."
"How deadly are they?" Kenshin asked, his face stoney cold.
"We don't know at this time, Sir. We're working on it, but it doesn't look good."
Another man stepped forward. He was ancient, but emitted a feeling of power. "Sir, Allanea has mobilized its forces. They're preparing to counter anything Kraven comes up with. I suggest we do the same."
Kenshin nodded. "They're are ally, we must protect them. We must also protect others that may be harmed."
The Admiral spoke again, "Sir, what's our course of action then?"
The Shogun began a pace back and forth behind his desk, the tatami mats under his feet creaking. "We're escelating to DefCon 2. General Oda," the ancient man bowed, "mobilize the inner province armies. Put all your transports out on the ramps and prepare to move out. I want the army on a 5 hour notice."
"It shall be done, Your Excellency," General Oda said. He bowed and ran out the door to issue the orders.
Kenshin turned to another man, a younger one, but still aged. "Air Marshall Noventa, I want the entire air force on alert. Have the bombers ready to go at a half-hour notice. Have regular air patrols across the border regions."
The Air Marshall bowed, "it shall be done." He too ran out the door. This left Admiral Yamamoto alone with Kenshin.
"And the Navy, sire?"
"Admiral, get all of our ships out of port. Every last one. Have them patrol the mine fields, and keep them at Level 2 Battlestations. I want them to be able to leave patrol zones to move out at a moment's notice."
"Yes, sir." he bowed and turned to leave.
"Wait," Kenshin called after him. "Stay in your headquarters. Don't go to the Samurai's unvieling. I need you to command."
"Yes sir, I'll stay at HQ." He bowed again and left.
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Throughout the capitol city, alarms went off. The multitudes of television screens across the giant city switched off of their normal news and stock exchange broadcasts. They were replaced with flashing red screens. A mega-sized voice echoed off the glass walls of the towers,
"All citizens, the Imperial Shogunate has been placed under DefCon Two. All citizens are to listen to military personnel. Prepare to shift to a war time economy, and begin preperations for an attack. That is all."
The normal screens returned, but most were replaced with nation status displays. Panic was not too widespread, but most of the people picked up their pace to begin preperations to protect their families.
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At air bases across the nation, F-14I interceptor fighters roared down the runways, taking off to begin patrols over sections of air space. Air travel in and out of the country virtually stopped, with a few exceptions.

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The biggest display was the mobilizing navy. Their were hundreds of ships in the central port in Neo-Nagasaki. The air was being split by hundreds of klaxons erupting from ships. Sailors were scrambling up gangplanks to their ships, and cranes were working overtime. Fleets and squadrons that were already preppared were exiting the port through the massive gates.


The entire nation hung on the edge, prepared for a fight.

The transmission was picked up in Kravonic, the main and only city of the Neo Kraven Power. When it was found to be from the Father himself it was soon punched up on every transmission, broadcast, station, and screen in the nation.

..."People of the World!, A New Reign of Terror is about to sweep across the land, and with it will follow My Legions of Capitol Police... Even now they are ready to strike at a moments notice.... Be Ready for a Storm Approaches, and with it Comes Darkness..."

The words resounded through the now silent land of Neo Kraven as they watched and listened intently. This is what they had been working for. This had been their main goal since their initiation shortly after the fall of Kraven. The Rebirth of Kraven was at hand...

"Abandon All Hope... For Kraven Is Coming!"

As the Father's final words echoed through Neo Kraven, a cheer rose up and filled the land. A new era would be reborn

---

Fresh off of their victory over Algrond, the majority of Neo Kraven forces had returned to Kravonic and were repairing, healing, and resting. The Leader, however, was sitting in his chambers atop the Black Tower that towered over the land from the center of the city.

Transmission to: Kraven Corporation
From: Neo Kraven,
The Desk of the Leader

We have just received your transmission and are thrilled to hear of the Rebirth of Kraven. Long have we waited for this moment to come and while all others doubted you, we were there standing steadfast against the world; proclaiming the second coming. We have been regrouping, rebuilding, and as of recent reclaiming territory - you will be happy to know that we have just finished our successful invasion of Algrond and have taken their land and people as slaves. Now that the prophesized time has come, we will stand by you and support your every cause.

Bunker, Kraven Whyatica

A long Obsidian Table stretched out across the floor of The Bunker, many officers from different parts of the Kraven Military sat around, discussing various aspects of the return, Officers of various ranks, pointed at documents detailing current Kraven Forces, various drinks of water littered the table, and smoke rose from multiple cigarettes, The Walls hung banners, the Twin Hammers, the very epitomy of Kraven.

The Symbol that represented Kravens ability to Take Life, but to also give it...

The Walls were as most Kraven facilities, drab military grey, their Concrete construction was solid and would withstand multiple bunker busters, on one end of the wall hung a large plazma screen television...

"We are not ready yet, we still need more time!" One General spoke up, he was the former Commander of the Concremo Garrison, he wore a black uniform, with blood red trimming, Most Kraven Generals and Captains bore this colouring, but some had Yellow or Golden trimming, often depicting they were of the Kraven Air Force, two or three Secret Police officers were also among the numbers, and they too exchanged opinions, and talked to other officers...

"We are ready, we have forces enough to launch and invasion and ensure our victory.."

"How? We had greater numbers during The Second Kraven War"

"Our Victory would have been assured, if it wasn't for Panzer Oberst Lorn..."

The Screen flickered and the Image of Father appeared.... Instantly every officer in the room rose up, clicking their heels together and saluting with their left arm...

"Gentlemen... That worthless worm will be hunted down and publicly executed as an example to the others, I do not Tolerate cowardice..."

"A little hypocritical Sir?"

"Do you question my actions?"

"Well you fled The Imperial Palace"

"Gentlemen, I am the Sole Purpose you are sat here now... Kraven is here to Protect, my ideals will ensure that Humanity will continue to exist for aeons, It was necessary for my escape, to ensure their continued existence... If I am destroyed... Then so will Kraven... and so will Humanity..."


"Oh yes.... Your Code of Law... I forgot about that..." The Officer continued...

"Reichmarshal Rikcor..."

The Reichmarshal stood up, producing his .50cal pistol, he placed it against the officers Temple, and spread his brains across the Obsidian table quite ampley

"Gentlemen, I do not Tolerate Insolence... My Logic Is Undeniable..."

"Now, Onto the Agenda... Now that our return has been announced, we have the problem of The Democratic nations looking to stamp us out, before we gain a foothold that will be difficult to remove, Velkya and its self richtous Leadership will instantly jump at the chance to crush us while we are at a weakened state, so for this we must be ready..."

"We have already Mobilised the 1st Sturmpanzer Battalion, and once the Jagadan Campaign is over, we will have around six More..."

"Very Good, OberstFurher Millard.."

"The Whyatican Navy is also, highly formiddable, we have well over one thousand vessels, that we can deploy at a moments notice..."

"Even Better... "

"Gentlemen, you are a Credit to the Kraven Ideals, but our first Prioritory is to regain our foot hold, For a long time I have been planning our return, and with it an Invasion to ensure our place back in the International Community, we have new Allies and new Slave states, Kraven this time round, will not be so easy to Defeat... "

"Reichmarshal Rikcor..."

"Yes Sir?"

"Dispatch your Secret Police, I want Lorn found and brought to Justice..."

"As you wish, I shall see to it at once..."

Aboard the USS Total Annihilation

“Very well, Admiral. We have received our orders, and we will be headed for Point Delta now.”

Point Delta, of course, was in the Mediterranean Sea. It was towards that point that the small 110-ship force was deploying. Officially, it was going on manoevers with Allanea's ally Kahanistan. At least, that was what the newspapers said.

Total Annihilation was the first of the twenty-five Torrent-class Arsenal ships of the convoy. Each was equipped with 1,300 VLS tubes, and Allanean-built Nautilus anti-misisle systems were mounted on the decks, just in case.

But this was not all. In the deep blue waters of the Mediterranean swam thirty Scylla-class submarines, ready to guard the main body of the task force from any kind of offensive enemy action. And if they didn't help, the 10 Ocean-class helicopter carriers kept up an impressive anti-submarine helicopter patrol.

And still, this was not all. 10 Pepperbox-class LSV's provided the tiny fleet with logistics. 10 Allanea-class carriers kept a ring of CAP fighters around the fleet. 10 Iowa-N class battleships added some crazy punch. But again, this was not all

5 George Washington class supercarriers moved slowly in the water at the front of the fleet, carrying deck fighters that would punish any attacker without mercy, without fear, and without any kind of regard for collateral damage. Deep underwater, 20 Tyrant-class missile submarines were coming in, too.

And on the deck of the Total Annihilation, a young sailor dropped a small pill of caffeine into his drink. Let's hope I can stay awake to see the fun...

OOC: Kraven, what does "achtung" mean?

OOC: Kraven, what does "achtung" mean?

(OOC: Attention in German)

Above the clouds he watched them with his skyblue eyes.
Fireworks.

The man was standing on the roof of the Dragon's Cross. The cold wind did not seem to bother him as it swept up his short silver hair. The midnight blue cape was also being tossed about by the wind as he was wearing his dress uniform.

Fireworks. 1 Billion of them.

For the rest of Fourhearts, today was a day of celebration. A day of joy. A day to remember. Fourhearts had gone from a tiny nation exiled from the Mother Ocean to the King of the Sky.

The fireworks were lighting up the ship. A midnight blue airship was the most advanced in the world: An airship that could launch it's own escorts. An airship that could coordinate the massive number of fireships that flanked it. An airship that carried the most brilliant minds in aviation warfare.

Two long swords rested in their sheaths. The man was a capable swordsmen, having trained with the best tutors since being able to hold one up. When he was 13, he was placed on an airship as a cabin boy and had worked his way up. When he was 18 he had attened the nation's best school.

When duty had called, he had always been there to answer it. He was respected and admiried by his soldiers and loved by his people.

The man was Drake V of the Heart Family.

Prince of Fourhearts.

He commanded the mighty Airship Armada which would soon unleash it's hell upon the tyrants.

For now, Drake was on his way to Velkya to meet with other leaders who would not tolerate the presence of terror in this world.

(OOC: Attention in German)

(OOC: Heh, always thought it meant caution. Goes to show what I know. :p )

The Dragon's Cross
20 Miles from Velkyan Airspace

"Sir!", announced a young officer. "We're nearing Velkyan Airspace"

"Excellent, prepare the Tiffany.", commanded Drake.

The Tiffany was a smaller airship that rode on the top of the Dragon's Cross. It had four large engines, a missle compartment, and numerous countermeasures. As Drake boarded the Tiffany, three Ravens took off from the airship on thier escort mission.

The transmission was picked up in Kravonic, the main and only city of the Neo Kraven Power. When it was found to be from the Father himself it was soon punched up on every transmission, broadcast, station, and screen in the nation.

..."People of the World!, A New Reign of Terror is about to sweep across the land, and with it will follow My Legions of Capitol Police... Even now they are ready to strike at a moments notice.... Be Ready for a Storm Approaches, and with it Comes Darkness..."

The words resounded through the now silent land of Neo Kraven as they watched and listened intently. This is what they had been working for. This had been their main goal since their initiation shortly after the fall of Kraven. The Rebirth of Kraven was at hand...

"Abandon All Hope... For Kraven Is Coming!"

As the Father's final words echoed through Neo Kraven, a cheer rose up and filled the land. A new era would be reborn

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Fresh off of their victory over Algrond, the majority of Neo Kraven forces had returned to Kravonic and were repairing, healing, and resting. The Leader, however, was sitting in his chambers atop the Black Tower that towered over the land from the center of the city.



Encrypted Transmission

To: The Leader
From: The High Command itself.

Greetings, May we first applaude you on your recent Victories for the State, you are a tribute to the Ideals of Kraven, and secondly we request that you immeadiatly depart for Kraven Held Whyatica, where we can commence with honouring your great deeds to the Supreme State.

But before we Do so, The High Command requires that you perform a task, as we speak, Democratic Nations will rally to the Cause of their Self Richtous ideals, and will be amassing a great force to counter our return, do not let this happen, go forth and spread the seeds of terror, nuture them until the flourish with darkness, do not stop until our enemies fear your name as they fear ours! Do not Stop until these weak minded fools beg for mercy...

Give them no quater... and expect non in return...

The High Command

She was crying. Again.


Cold. Alone. Desperate.

She had been captured during a mission to aid wounded in the liberation of Concermo. They had taken her to this place for cruel and monsterous purposes. However, she had remained out of the birthing chambers by starving herself.

For she would rather die.

She was Jessica Hart. A citizen of the Kingdom of Fourhearts.

She was crying. Again.


Cold. Alone. Desperate.

She had been captured during a mission to aid wounded in the liberation of Concermo. They had taken her to this place for cruel and monsterous purposes. However, she had remained out of the birthing chambers by starving herself.

For she would rather die.

She was Jessica Hart. A citizen of the Kingdom of Fourhearts.



Coded Dossier: Subject 14184

Name: Jessica Hart

Age: 24

Height: 5 feet 9 inches

Hair Colour: Red

Skin: fair complexion

Occupation: Medical Officer abord Fourhearts Medical Air Ship

Date of capture: 24 of September 2051

Current Location: Kraven Whyatica, Underground Research Facility

Current Status: Awaiting Processing

Subject Notes: Jessica Hart, has for the past several months, starved herself to death, forcing herself to be violently ill at every opportunity to prevent her being used in the Kraven Birthing programme, during a Breif Interrogation with Reichmarshal Helghan, it was found that Jessica is Strong willed and strong minded, despite the Brutal Torture and Interrogation she has received over the past several months, Kraven Researchers and Scientists have decided that her body will be used to create a Sardaukar Phase 3 where she shall serve the Corporation until her Death or until she becomes Obsolete.

Jessica has been Barcoded on the Back of her neck, and on her Right Fore arm, a Serial Number has also been tattooed onto her left facial cheek, just below the eye, Her Serial number is #14184


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OOC: Can you give me a Physical Description, and Age etc so I can add it to the Dossier, Thanks in advance

Today was her birthday. She was 24 today.

She was still tall. 5 feet 9 inches to be exact. Once upon a time she would wear high heels to show off her legs, which were now mere piles of mush compared to what they had once been.

Her red hair was a mess. They had butchered it short to tattoo her neck.

Her fair complexion now looked sickly. Her skyblue eyes were glazed over, but still alert.

She had lived a very long time in hell. Her body was weak, but the sky still ran strongly through her veins.

You've got to live Jessica. It'll be over soon. You've got to stay alive. Somebody will come soon., said the winds.

But even Jessica was starting to doubt.

The Leader was standing on the balcony of his chambers atop the Black Tower, looking out over the vastness of the city and twenty-five Sardaukar that stood guard at the foot of the tower; the Black Fist.

"Incoming Transmission, sir," spoke a digital sounding voice from inside his chambers. It then began reading the transmission to the Leader as he paced the room.

To: The Leader
From: The High Command itself.

Greetings, May we first applaude you on your recent Victories for the State, you are a tribute to the Ideals of Kraven, and secondly we request that you immeadiatly depart for Kraven Held Whyatica, where we can commence with honouring your great deeds to the Supreme State.

But before we Do so, The High Command requires that you perform a task, as we speak, Democratic Nations will rally to the Cause of their Self Richtous ideals, and will be amassing a great force to counter our return, do not let this happen, go forth and spread the seeds of terror, nuture them until the flourish with darkness, do not stop until our enemies fear your name as they fear ours! Do not Stop until these weak minded fools beg for mercy...

Give them no quater... and expect none in return...

The High Command

"Send my response..." he said after a moment of thought and a growing grin on his face at the thought of being commended by the High Command in Kraven itself for his actions. As his happiness grew and his mind raced with thoughts about what the trip would be like, the computer began creating his response and then sent it as a transmission back to the High Command.

To: The High Command
From: The Leader

I thank you very kindly for your praise and kind words about my actions prior to the rebirth. However, I cannot take full responsibility for the deed as it was the Kraven ideology and the Father's fervor that led me to take the necessary steps to secure a future for humanity. However, I would not decline a request by the High Command to come and meet with them and what more, to be honored by them. Therefore, I will be leaving immediately for Kraven held Whyatica and arrive shortly.

On the matter of the pesky democratic nations that wish to get in the way of prosperity, we have already begun planning our Reign of Terror on them and it will commence shortly. As we speak the final pieces are being put into place and soon the enemies of Kraven will be begging to submit. I will be sure to bring along the necessary equipment so that I can direct the attacks during my travel and stay in Kraven held Whyatica, but they should be successful with or without my guidance.

The Leader

OOC: Sorry for this very late reply. I have been away from NS do to RL reasons this will explain what has happen since my disappearance…


Prologue…..


The people of Xharn were in a tragic state. The Grand National Union had become a provisional government the Grand National Military had become top priority to rebuild along with the old cities on the continent a new continent Irathria. The common citizens were forced to relocate from the radioactive fatherland to the colonial areas of the old Xharnian Kingdom. The Continental territories in Irathria were considered the prime area to rebuild Xharn to its former glory. The Military had been exporting weaponry and other top secret items from their former homeland including Xharn's extensive Intelligence data, The plans for Nuclear weapons, and materials, and other black ops plans including specs for recreating the Hive. The Grand National Treasury had been converted to rebuild the military and pay them to stay together and keep the new Xharnian Fatherland united and protected.

This slow but steady process was beginning to turn the highly nationalistic Xharn back into the superpower it was before. This was until the very symbol of national unity and pride itself. The 1st Patron Anton Von Bureon was assassinated. The effect was tragically devastating, all across the rebuilding nation riots and uprisings formed that threatened to wipe out the last trace of the Grand National Party and it's Grand National Military forces. The Grand National Union was only saved thanks, to the brutal crack down of dissidence by the newly named Patron Choi Song, The former Supreme Field Marshal of the Xharnian Grand Army.



The uprisings were put down brutally and effectively. The assassin Elsie Raynor, was publicly executed in front of the National Central Square the center of the newly built capital of The Grand National Union of Xharn, Xharnia. This city now deep in the mountains of Ithria would be an almost impregnable fortress from ground attack and the building of massive surface to air defenses also made air attack extremely difficult as well. The People of Xharn are demoralized and downtrodden under their now incredibly oppressive government, which was currently seeking to cause a rebirth of Xharn to the height of its former power and glory. All they need is a chance and some help…..

Location: Present Day Irathria Xharn
City: Xharnia (The Grand National Citadel)
Time: 7:15 P.M.

The Patron Choi Song was reviewing the news. The nation's economy was extremely uncertain. The Grand National Military had been rebuilt to somewhat of its former glory but help was needed to return Xharn to the days of grandeur and glory. The Grand National Union needed an economic boost to rebuild its nuclear power plants and the Hive. It also needed funding to build nuclear silos and more ships for the Navy. The people also required more food and water, The population had increased drastically as thousands had struggled to come from the beleaguered Fatherland to the new land. The restrictions to get in were tight and many ten's of thousands failed to enter thanks to having radiation poisoning and other diseases and unwanted qualities. The new restriction policy was put into place to keep the purity of the Xharnian people and cull the weak and useless. The Patron kept reading until a report from one of the departments of X.N.I.S. (Xharnian National Intelligence Service.) The report had a copy of father's message to the world. The thought of grabbing a quick grasp for power and help from a fully unified Kraven Corporation seemed tempting in these times of uncertainty. The Patron Choi Song gave an order to his personal Secretary Jessica Hanson to announce an emergency meeting between himself and the National Military Central Command along with the Supreme Chancellor of the Senate Marius Rackham.


Four Hours later……

The National Military Central Command along with the head of the Grand National Party Supreme Chancellor Marius Rackham had all come together and have a meeting with his Excellency Patron Choi Song to discuss the matter of Kraven. The Grand National Union members figured that The Kraven Corporation would love to have a base on Irathria.


It would give them striking distance of Velkya's home territory and would give them staging areas for other planed invasions. The Grand National Union of Xharn was in a tight situation and needed quick cash and military support until the Hive and the old Nuclear arsenal could be rebuilt an effort that could take up to a decade of work at the rate of current production.

The meeting was in a dark room in a newly created war room for the Grand National Citadel. The normal staff had been ordered out and only several Death Korps Guards had remained to guard the area from intruders and other unwanted attention...

The Patron Choi Song started the meeting, "My fellow Party members and Military advisors. The situation is dire with our fatherland. We have suffered greatly and our people's numbers are growing and we have failed to completely help our citizens. Riots are being suppressed by the Shadow Police but the Intelligence Agencies have been declaring more heavily enforced curfews then before. The Police have started instituting the processing of dissidents and torture for information on friends, family, and other information about what they are involved in but this is not enough!"

The various members of the National Military Central Command looked at each other for a few minutes and finally one of them spoke. It was Supreme Air Marshal Christopher Blair the head of the Grand National Air Guard.

"My Patron, What more can we do? We lack the funding to keep order and defend our borders. We have several unstable nations around us including Raven Corps and Velkya. We even have The Dominion of The Transylvannia to the south of us in wolf's Island. We can not afford to do more."

His Excellency Patron Choi Song replied, "You have all been briefed about the rise of the Kraven Corporation coming out of the Shadows? I suggest we join in an alliance with them to rebuild our military and hopefully get a quick cash boost for our damaged economy"

The Supreme Field Marshal of the Grand National Legions Thor Ruben replied, "My Patron, We can not ally ourselves with the Kraven Corporation. That would be a great dishonor of the Fatherland and would be a great disadvantage when the anti-Kraven alliance comes to wipe them out!"

The Patron replied, "My good friend Supreme Field Marshal Thor Ruben. Do you doubt my judgement?"

The Supreme Field Marshal Thor Ruben replied, "Never my Patron, I was merely stating that we could end up like the nation Jagada. We would be annihilated if we resisted in any way plus if Damien Deadfire gets involved we are all dead men."

The Patron Choi Song replied, "Kraven, has to much on its plate then to exterminate us for little dissidence problem with our population. Heck if anything they would get the people to listen to our orders rather than face the wraith of the Capitol Police. As for Deadfire, I doubt he would take the time to wipe us out. He seems more content to go through witch hunts and inquisitions"

The other leaders laughed but the Supreme Chancellor Marius Rackham added, "My Patron should we send a coded message to the Kraven Father asking for an alliance?"

The Patron Choi Song replied, "Yes, Supreme Chancellor in my name issue National Directive 101 announcing our intentions."

The Supreme Chancellor Marius Rackham smiled and bowed to the Patron and said, "For the Fatherland and the Patronage." He then walked out of the room to leave the true masters of the country alone to work out their policy….


Secret IC:


Coded Message to Kraven Corporation…….

National Diplomatic Directive…..

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To: The leaders of The Kraven Corporation
From: The Grand National Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Subject: Alliance.

The Grand National Union of Xharn would like to purpose an alliance with the sudden rising Kraven Corporation. We seek assistance with certain problems that have plagued our great fatherland. These include massive starvation of the pure and loyal. Hunger strikes and rampant dissidence problems and hopefully trade for materials to produce weapons and other useful building material. In exchange we offer the right to establish military bases within the Fatherland including bases meant to launch strikes on your enemies in Irathria. We also will offer military support for your operations against these said enemies as well. The Grand National Union will also allow the Corporation to build military bases on colonial New Xharnia as well to strike at their many enemies there.

Sincerely,
Minister of Foreign Affairs, Liddia Volkmer …..

This message has the approval of the Grand National Military Central Command...

This message has the approval of the Grand National Senate....

Listed below are the signatures of the members of the Command and the Senate…

This message has the approval of His Excellency Patron Choi Song
This message has the approval of Supreme Chancellor Marius Rackham
This message has the approval of Supreme Field Marshal Thor Ruben
This message has the approval of Grand Field Marshal Hector Von Bison
This message has the approval of Supreme Air Marshal Christopher Blair.
This message has the approval of Supreme Naval Marshal Marcus Quinn.

Aboard the Second Allanean Fleet

“Listen up, sailors!”

“Yes, Sir!”

“We are en route to the Arabian Gulf, to patrol it against possible Kraven incursions onto allied soil. Our task force is composed of thirty Torrent-class arsenal ships, ten George Washington supercarriers, forty Scylla-class submarines, and twenty Point Catilan escort frigates! Do you feel proud, sailors?”

“Yes, we do, Sir!”

“Good. Do you know what we will do if we encounter any of the Kraven bastards?”

“Sir, kill them, Sir!”

“And what will we do if the Kraven bastards attack Allanean shipping?”

“Sir, invade their homeland, burn their breeding facilities, and kill their leaders, Sir!”

“And are you proud to serve aboard the USS Post-Mortem Mutilation?”

“Sir, we are, Sir!”

(OOC: Heh, always thought it meant caution. Goes to show what I know. :p )


[OOC: It does - it would meant 'attention' in such a way where caution would be interchangeable with it. For example, Germans used 'Achtung' to denote where mine fields were - this can be translated as caution. But, IIRC, they also used it as the word for attention.]

(OOC: Personally, I think that "He, dumm, nicht gehen hier!" would work better, but that's just me.)

All across the Dominion, from the west to the east. To Wolfe Island and the Angel island chain to the east of Wolfe, all were preparing to war with the Kraven Corporation. The military bases were handing out ammo to the Dominion soldiers on those base. Air force bases were preparing their fighters and other aircrafts for combat. The Naval bases were ready t sent out their boats.

In big cities, the same thing was happening. Crimson Fists (My version of the FBI and CIA together) and Death Dealers (Think LA SWAT team but five times badder and smarter.) were patrolling the cities. Normal police officers were moving from home to home, making sure the Dominionite were ready to fight those Kraven freaks. Ammo and food were giving to the citizens of the Dominion.

The coastal guns were getting more ammo, it was being loaded into underground storages near the guns. The forty Wolfe guns, the forty inch guns, in the Dominion main lands were being prepared to blow Kraven ships or their allies’ ships out of the water. The twelve Wolfe guns on Wolfe island were doing the same thing.

The royal family private armies were being ready for combat. The largest of them all is the Count’s Black Wolves. Armored vehicles, tanks, helicopter and fighter jets (Black Wolves only) were being fueled and armed from combat. The rich were making sure their small armed forces were ready for combat, too.

The Dominion would only move, if Kraven attacked Dominion shipping or territories. It is a waiting game.

Sometime in the midst of night, under the cover of darkness, five stealth aircraft took off into the sky. It was not a long flight to their destination, but not a short one either and so the Leader sat back and rested in his specially designed plane. During the flight he continually checked in with the Black Tower's main database and made sure that all the preparations for the coming attacks were in place.

---

A few hours later the aircraft wing touched down just before the sun was about to come up. The door of the aircraft opened up and the Leader climbed out... they had arrived in Kraven controlled Whyatica...

Crimson Fists (My version of the FBI and CIA together) and Death Dealers (Think LA SWAT team but five times badder and smarter.) were patrolling the cities.

OOC: Would those be anything like AMF Death Dealers? (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=411125) ;)

Two Reichmarshals were waiting for The Leader of Neo Kravenites, they stood either side of the carpet that was layed out for his arrival, if this were some normal democratic nation, then people would be cheering and waving flags, but in this case, there was nothing more than a cloak of Darkness and Capitol Police, lining each side of the carpet in a parade ground formation...

The Two Reichmarshals approached, they didn't salute other than acknowledge his presence here with a nodd of approval, they didn't need to Salute, they were Reichmarshals, no matter who they spoke to, they were always considered a Rank Higher, they were the Fist of Father, the ones who ensure that fathers will is followed, Feared by both the Military officers and Civilians, a Reichmarshals blessing one day, was your death sentence the next......

"Leader of the Neo Faction, may we welcome you to Kraven Controlled Whyatica, there is a Car awaiting for you to take you to the Complex, from there you will be Ordained into the Kraven Military Proper..."

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The Two Reichmarshals were donned in large, black leather trench coats, protecting them from the powerfull winds and bleak cold that hounded the lands of whyatica during the night...

OOC: Would those be anything like AMF Death Dealers? (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=411125) ;)

OOC: Nope, they are my SWAT members.

Los guardias de Diablo (The Devil's guards) use swords and other melee weapons in combat. They are my royal guards and have 5,000 of the best swordsmen/axe men/etc in their ranks. http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/LosguardiasdeDiablosArmor.jpg

Another Kraven Broadcast errupted out across the airwaves, the usual programming replaced with static, a blank screen, then slowly fading into view, the Hammer Logo of Kraven...

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"People of the World, Hear Me Now!"

"Hour by Hour, my forces grow in strength, hour by hour your leaders Cower and shirk away from what they do not truely understand, I call to you, People of the world, Join our Mighty Army, March under the Banner of Unity, Wear with Pride our Twin Hammers, Then you too will know power!"

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"Automagfreek and Lord Dreadfire Failed to Destroy us, For that which is Not Truely Dead will Rise again!"

"And like the Phoenix of Legends old, We have Risen from the Flames of War!, That which we Create, will be our Rebirth, and that which does not Destroy us has only made us Stronger!"

"We Have Lord Dreadfire to thank for his insight into Mobile Warfare, That Which does not Destroy us, Only makes us stronger... and People of the World it has! Even now our Glorious Capitol Police march along side their Bretheren The Centurians, New Weapons of war, Created by the Inability of Automagfreek to Truely destroy us, Yes Sentinals Raped our very lands, but now Our Centurians are here to Answer the call of the Sentinal!"

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"People of the World.... Hear me Now.... Now is Our Time.... And there are only Two Options!... Stand Against us.... Or Join us and Fly the Banner of Freedom, Peace, Prosperity and Obidience!"

Fathers Voice once again Echoed through out the speakers, before his image faded into veiw, a sick computerized smile across his face, his electronic form laughing, almost chuckleing in a sinister fashion.... before once again, the Twin hammers of Kraven reappeared, before they too faded away into the darkness of the TV, which soon enough the origonal TV programme returned to the screens...

~From the desk of Lord Damien the Destroyer, Supreme Warlord of the Excessively Armed Empire of Automagfreek~

You will never be truely 'beaten' because The Kraven Corporation is no longer worth fighting. At the hands of the Sentinels your mightiest soldiers fell like the paper tigers they were, and the world saw first hand the measure of our resolve. The fact of the matter is this, The Kraven Corporation is nothing. You are the lowest form of life on Earth, you are not even human fucking beings. You are nothing more than unorganized, grabastic pieces of amphibian shit.

The Corporation has been beaten and disgraced at our hands, and should Father attempt to rise again and become a threat, we will strike again without hesitation. Our 'allies' in the fight against the Corporation are weak, and were unable to hold up their end of the bargain to obliterate you and Father. Should the time come once more for AMF to destroy Kraven, we will rely on no-one except ourselves.

But I doubt that day will come, because Kraven will never again rise to the level it was at before. Your battered, disgraced, and dishonored forces are laughable at best, and are not worthy of my attention.

I may have put too much stock in allies, but rest assured that should you overstay your welcome, you will be dealt with. Except next time there will be no 'next time'.


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---Damien the Destroyer---
-Supreme Warlord of AMF-

A strange message was sent to AMF, centered at Lord Damien himself. It was a message that could not be hacked or anything. So, the Destroyer would be the only one to get it.

You may not know me or you know me. But we have the same damn problem. I call it the Kraven fucking problem. Those fucking CP freaks try to arrest about sixty of my people in Jagada. My people fought back against their forces and escaped to the Dominion base in Jagada.

Now, I want to see the Kraven problem finished. Stomped into the ground like bugs they are. I want to see their slave states burned and their people killed.

I ask you this once, will you help the Dominion in this mission?

Signed,

The God-Emperor of the Dominion

Count JWolf

"Leader of the Neo Faction, may we welcome you to Kraven Controlled Whyatica, there is a Car awaiting for you to take you to the Complex, from there you will be Ordained into the Kraven Military Proper..."

The Leader was happy to again see the Capitol Police whom he had left, except for his five man escort, back in Neo Kraven. While he wasn't over worried, he didn't really like having to travel only lightly guarded and with the possibility of being ambushed by fighters or such.

He stopped his progression and saluted as the Reichmarshals approached, even though they didn't salute in return. "It is an honor to be here," he replied calmly as the two men gestured towards the car and they walked towards it.

He bent down gently as the door was opened for him and sat down, readjusting his military uniform's jacket as he did so. Finally...

The silence in the room was nearly deafening; only the blank stares of his royal highness Prince Anufu and his entourage of ministers and bodyguards filled the room as news reels of the Corporation's return played over and over again on the massive television set. The scourge was back, and there was little that could be said or done to change that disheartening fact. Slowly the young Anufu turned to his majordomo, a look of grim concern fixed on his boyish face.

"The boundaries between nightmare and reality have been considerably bluured," he said softly, his high-pitched voice smothered in a mournful undertone. "I'd fear this upstart, but I hardly know how to fear anymore. I dreamt of this day, my majordomo, and now here it is. Sleep has become most burdensome, for it has become evident that whatever demon my mind gives birth to shall crawl from the bowels of my mind and into the land of real."

The faithful majordomo, a stout warrior in his own right, frowned deeply, the tone of his voice giving away his worry-riddled state.

"I'm afraid this is very real, my prince. And it can only get worse from here."

* * * * *

The streets of Pudankah were more packed than usual that day, for the Ttamboan people were hardly ignorant. The return of the Kraevnite empire meant the return of death, plague, and famine in the world. It was with great agitation they took to the streets, buying up months supplies of water and food in anticipation of the coming threat. Ttamboan newspaper stands were swamped with customers; hawkers hardly had a reason to call out the prices of their wares that day, and eventually gave way to the great throng of people waving money bags and credit cards. Ttamboans may have been primitive, but they weren't stupid. This was bad news and everyone of them knew it.

The Leader was happy to again see the Capitol Police whom he had left, except for his five man escort, back in Neo Kraven. While he wasn't over worried, he didn't really like having to travel only lightly guarded and with the possibility of being ambushed by fighters or such.

He stopped his progression and saluted as the Reichmarshals approached, even though they didn't salute in return. "It is an honor to be here," he replied calmly as the two men gestured towards the car and they walked towards it.

He bent down gently as the door was opened for him and sat down, readjusting his military uniform's jacket as he did so. Finally...


The two Reichmarshals entered the Car, and soon the jet black staff car was on route, after around fifteen minutes, the car decended into a ramp way, where it came to a halt outside a set of large heavy obsidian metal doors, in the centre was the Kraven Double headed eagle, it was the centre peice of the door and acted as a symbol only Kravenites would recognise, The Double Headed Eagle was of course the national animal of Kraven, a bird on the brink of extinction, only one remained, the pet of the Twisted Helghan...

A Capitol Police officer leaned down to the window, and nodded upon seeing the two Reichmarshals...

The Doors slowly slid open, and the car drove in...

"You have a great honour today" Spoke one of the Reichmarshals, getting ready to exit the vehicle as it came to a stop...

"Your going to meet, Helghan" The Other finished...

The two left, holding the Door open for the Neo Kravenite leader to exit the vehicle.....

More guards were on duty, Capitol Police walking around the yard, other vehicles, Staff cars, APC's, Emperor's and Imperators sat parked, the Capitol Police watched the yard for intruders, their GPMG's slung over their shoulders, while Kreigsmarines stood smoking and chatting while cleaning vehicles...

The two Reichmarshals gestured towards a door guarded by two Capitol Police, as they approached the two Troopers snapped to attention, their drill was perfect...

After a few minutes walk they had reached a large conference room, where a large oak table sat in the centre, it was Helghans office where only weeks prior he had held a conference for the Scientists to witness the unfolding of a new Generation of solider...

"Wait here, Helghan will be here shortly....." the two stood at either side of the Door, not really on guard, but really just there for show of force...

An honor indeed, the Leader thought as he entered the compound. He looked around, taking in everything he saw, especially the symbolic, Double Headed Eagle.

He sat patiently in the conference room waiting for his meeting with the great Helghan.

The Doors to Helghans office opened, the silence of the room broken by heavy mechanical breathing, the darkened form of a man walked calmly into the room, his breath was laboured and the occasional click of mechanics intermixed with the breath... Helghans footsteps were carefully placed, his usual stride, replaced with a mechanical walk, his legs and muscules now supported by Sardaukar style augmentations...

as Helghan walked into the light of the room, his face was obscured by a black death mask, it aided his breathing, and obscured his face from the hideous scaring that he received during the fall...

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He Sat down, his voice as he began to speak now sounded like a version of his own, but with the mechanical sounding augmentations of the Capitol Police vocal amplifer...

"Greetings, Leader of Neo Kravenites... Tell me... What is your name?"

Helghan wasn't anything like what he had expected - he was much more... intimidating and scary. It was obvious that something terrible had befallen him as his current state was only partially human.

"Sir, my name is... Commander Azkan X," he replied with a new found sense of pride and confidence.

ooc: X stands for Xill, but nobody really knows that and he doesn't ever use it.

Helghan thought for a moment, the light reflecting off the lenses that now served as his eyes, his black leather gloved hand tapped the table, before opening a file, inside was a picture of the Neo Kravenites capitol city, taken from orbit by the Kraven Sattelite systems..

"You have done well, and I can tell you personally that the High Command is pleased with what you have done, and they have asked me personally to award you the highest decoration available in the Kraven Military, the Obsidian Cross..." Helghan pulled out from the file a black box and handed it to the Commander...

Inside was the Kraven Obsidian Cross, its outer blades were gun metal grey, while the centre was an obsidian stone, with a feint image of the Kraven Eagle inside...

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"As of today" Helghan stood up, walking over to the Commander, while the two Reichmarshals brought over a large case, roughly the same height as the commander...

"You will be known as Reich-Oberst Azkan Xill..."

The Two Reichmarshals opened up the case and inside was a brand new uniform of a Reich-Oberst...

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"You have earned your Rank, Reich-Oberst Azkan..."

"It's spectacular," Azkan replied as he looked down at the Obsidian Cross he had just been handed. He had worked long and hard for this... and it was his. Not just the medal but the honor of being awarded it...

"I am most honored by this..." he added as he was awarded a rank by Helghan. Reich-Oberst, he thought to himself, very nice.

"Thank you," he said as he stood and saluted.

Imperial Palace, Granton, Findan

Initellegence Minister Goldstien walked into the Emperor's private dinnig room. The Emperor looked up and said, "Saul you look like you've just seen a ghost."

"In a mmaner of speaking I have your Grace, Kraven is back."

"You serous?"

"Yes."

"but how didn't the Freeks eliminate them?"

"We thought so two, but I guess they are harder to beat than we thought. Velkya, Trannsylvannia and other are preparing for war. What should we do?"

"Be nuetral untill we have a large amount of allies ready to fight this threat. but be very, very careful his is not the time for Laudace, laudace, tjours laudace."

"Yes your Grace."

"By the Goddes and we all thought LOKI was worrisome, LOKI is a freindly puppy compared to Kraven."

"It's spectacular," Azkan replied as he looked down at the Obsidian Cross he had just been handed. He had worked long and hard for this... and it was his. Not just the medal but the honor of being awarded it...

"I am most honored by this..." he added as he was awarded a rank by Helghan. Reich-Oberst, he thought to himself, very nice.

"Thank you," he said as he stood and saluted.

Helghan saluted back, the distinct whirr of servo's as his arm was brought up and into place...

"Reich-Oberst, we have a new order for you, you are to go at once, and aquire a substantial air force, you will be tasked with running it, and overseeing its operations during times of War, any funds you will need will be immediatly wired to your national account..." Helghan spoke, pausing amoment...

"I appologise for the Informalness of this Commendation, but in times of War, we are not always masters of our own time..."

"I understand, sir," Azkan replied as he listened to his new order. "I will begin the creation of our air force as soon as we get back. I have already begun some research, but we have had limited funds, information, and knowledgeable researchers. If we do receive the necessary funds and information from the Kraven vaults, then we will be able to finish our task exponentially faster..."

"However, I would also ask for a small task force of scientists and researchers for the project... we are in short supply, sir," he requested. "I will leave immediately and begin on the project." He again raised his hand to salute, feeling pride in the Kraven ideals and confident in his new important position - a high rank was one thing... but in charge of creating and overseeing the entire air force was quite another.