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War
and all it's burning glory

"Hear ye, enemies of Kraven. Why do you persist in your futile efforts? All your fumbling attempts to remove the invincible Kraven from existence continually fail, and just cause Kraven itself to become stronger. Even the destruction of Kravonika has simply given new resolve to your enemies and caused many to fear the dread Freeks as much as Kraven itself."


Now, my city is burning...

The images were horrifying. The city of Juliana was in ruins, fires blazing out of control, tens of thousands of bodies strewn about like chaff. The Kings Cross had been hit, but was apparently being manuvered into a field some miles away from the blast site. They watched it crash, forming a massive gouge in the earth. As it began to burn, people started pouring out of the ship, running towards the relative safety of the forest.

My father is dying. Not because of the crash, but because his heart is broken.

And now they look to me. The Prince of Fourhearts.

"Allright sir, we're ready for your broadcast.", reported the Commo Officer aboard the Queen's Cross

The Prince had torn his black military dress unifrom. He had changed now. He now wore his black leather flying jacket. The Fourhearts Seal, a gold heart with two arrows, woven into the chest. The shoulders with five lighting bolts denoting the Prince's rank of High Air Commander.

His silver hair was unkempt. Silver hair was common in Fourhearts, even in young men like the Prince. Sky blue eyes filled with saddness and anger.

The camera blinked at him, signalling the transmission had begun.

"People of the Kingdom of Fourhearts! Freinds of Freedom and Democracy! And those who side with the Kraven Corporation! HEAR ME NOW!





[OCC: More to follow]

For as long as our people have followed the flag of our Kingdom, we have been a people dedicated to the noble pursits of the right to life, liberty, and happiness.

For as long as our people have followed the flag of our Kingdom, we have always been the first to lend a helping hand to those in need.

For as long as our people have followed the flag of our Kingdom, we have always stood up to defend freedom around the world.

This is who we are.

But there are those that Oppose Freedom. There are those who Attack Liberty. There are those that seek nothing more, than the Abolition of Happiness.

We, the Kingdom of Fourhearts, do not stand for this and we are and will continue to fight these forces.

Hours ago, the nation of Axis Nova attacked our capital city without warning in retribution for the nuclear attack on the former homelands of The Kraven Corporation: The Nation of Solviana.

My father, The King of Fourhearts, strongly condemmed the attack. He lamented the loss of innocent life. The needless bloodshed. Why Axis Nova decided to attack our capital city in retribution for something we did not do is unknown.

Axis Nova launched a 50m projectile into the atmosphere above Juliana. Needless to say, Juliana is burning. The devestation there is terrible and the loss of life unbearable.

However...

Drake's eye's narrowed and looked straight at the camera.
We're still here...and we're still fighting.

We will fight just as we are fighting now!

In the skies above Kahanistan....

A Neo Kraven Fighter darts between Fireships. The Fireship banks left and fires two missiles at it. The fighter begins to turn, but it's not quick enough as one of the missile slams into the left engine. It explodes and the plane begins to break apart. The pilot ejects just in time, but a Wolf - Type Gunships spots the Capitiol Police Pilot and cuts him to shreds with it's 30mm machine gun.

....In the waters of Orezia....

In the night sky, dozens of Fireships flying high above the sea being to fire anti-ship missiles at the massive Kraven warships. Hundreads of missiles are fired, not just at the massive airstrips, but the supply ships, and the landing craft as well. As seen from the shores of Orezia, it appears as if the heavens have opened and hellfire is raining destruction down upon the Kraven fleet.

....even in the bowels of the beast itself! We are fighting in the birthing vectors!


As the blast doors deep inside the Whyatican Birthing Facility open, Jessica Hart leads runs through them followed by members of 5th King. The Beasts, monstorus robotic tanks, slice through the Kraven gaurds with thier twin .50caliber machine guns.

Oh crap! Its the same Burning City as told from the Ancient-Christian blended Roubisian Religion! Well we shall support you, Drake. Let us both fight the Machine Horde! Pax Draconis!

Our first message is not for my people. My people are strong! They know what is expected of them and what is expected from their government!

Our first message is not to our freinds. Our freinds know we are a brave and noble people who will do what must be done!

Our first message is not to the World! The World knows us by our actions of both valor and kindness! The World knows how we will respond!

Our first message is to our foes! To the Kraven Corporation! To Axis Nova! To Zukariaa! To all those who serve Father. TO THOSE WHO FOLLOW THE FLAG OF THE SUPREME STATE HEAR ME NOW!

WE ARE COMING FOR YOU!

You may scorch and poison the Earth with your sins, but we are the Kings and Queens of the Sky! Look to the sky to see your fate! Your Kraven Father can not hide forever! The spirits of those you killed today will guide the forces of liberty and pierce your evil heart.

And so it began, every four heartian transmitter began pumping out thousands of kilowats of power, thousands of corrputed data streams...

Chaos ensued, TV crews screamed in panic, as slowly the screens flickered black, static errupted, turning the black screens into almost snow storm esq pictures..

The Screens turned black once more, the darkness filling the room, as power outages brought the rooms into total darkness yet, every TV screen remained on and active...

Slowly, the Flag of Kraven faded into veiw, the outstreched wings of the eagle clutching the Twin hammers of Kraven in its claws as its unholy red and black eyes glared at all who watched...

Following it were scenes of Chaos, Capitol Police running amok through cities, cutting down soliders left and right, women and children screamed as Reichmarshals were shown shooting the Childrens fathers and the Womens husbands in the streets, priests were held aloft on great pikes as others dangled from a short peice of rope, a few feet above the ground...

Churches burnt, houses lay wrecked as the Crew of a Basilik loaded another shell and fired it almost point blank into a house...

Kraven Fighter craft roared over head, letting loose a volley of Napalm bombs that rippled across the ground, igniting all it touched, women, children and men, the young and the old rushed from the burning foliage, their flesh ablaze, the naplam working away like some flaming deamon, stripping the flesh and leaving nothing but a burnt corpse...

A Small unit of Leman Russ's pushed their way through the streets, engaging the tanks of some enemy force, the leman russ's took several hits before the 170mm Smooth bore cannons opened fire, turning the enemy armour into nothing more than a heap of burnt out metal...

The Slowly Fathers face faded into view, his red eyed deamon face looking at the people of the world with hatred....

"Our Capitol Police Ravage the lands of chaos and disorder, turning those which have no sense of guidance or purpose, no sense of right or wrong, justice or injustice into people who can live with a sense of purpose, live without fear of murders, or crime, or hatred... " Fathers words were slow and purposefull, they dripped with hatred and stunk of loathing...

"The perfect utopia... this is our gift to the world..."

"But with arrogance, distrust, fear, cowardace and malice, you throw this gift back in our faces laugh at us, and withdraw away in fear.."

"Axis Nova acted in reponse to a cowardly attack against the Former Kraven Homelands..."

"let the destruction that reigns in the city of Juliania lays as a symbol.."

"a Symbol that Kraven stands united and that its forces act as one, it has shown the world what we are capable of and will forever stand as a testement to the Kraven Resolve..."

The People of Slovania deserved it, they were cowards, but the Soil was that of the Supreme state and so was an Attack upon ourselves...

Juliania will forever rest as an Example to the others... should foolish actions such as those of Automagfreek happen again...



As Fathers words sounded, the Chorus of legions upon legions of supporters rang out, chanting...

All Hail The Supreme State!

All Hail Kraven!

All Hail Father!



And so, with his words done, Father disappeared from veiw and with it the Eagle of Kraven returned... before it too faded into darkness the image of the prince returning to the television screens of the world....

[ooc:] Not to threadjack or anything Kraven, but are you planning to respond in the Invasion of Czardas thread anytime soon? Just wondering.

To our freinds and allies who have pledged thier support, we thank you.

To the people of Fourhearts: We must now ban together as one. We are now in a time of mourning. Every Fourheartsmen must wear a black ribbon around their right arm. We have suffered, but we will not only survive, but shall defeat those who oppose freedom.

A crewman runs up to Drake and whispers in his ear.

Hmm.. It seems the Kraven Father wants to have a conversation. Very well. Kraven Father, you have seen the last of your days. I swear by the Sky!, We shall destroy you. The world has seen your message of fear, and it is not afraid.

As the sun sets on our part of the world, we ask the world to keep us in your prayers. Goodnight and good luck.

[ooc:] Not to threadjack or anything Kraven, but are you planning to respond in the Invasion of Czardas thread anytime soon? Just wondering.


(OOC: Can you throw a link my way please, I keep forgetting about the thread, my appologies, Its going to pick up now that some of the major conflicts I was in have ended)

(OOC: Can you throw a link my way please, I keep forgetting about the thread, my appologies, Its going to pick up now that some of the major conflicts I was in have ended)
That's ok, I'm not too consistent that way either.

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=477095

:/_:

Alaric was coordinating Xeraph's war efforts from his HQ in Auralinia. First on the list was relief to Fourhearts.

" Commander, get Gen. Strickland on the line. I want 2,000 medical personnel in Fourhearts ASAP. Include MASH units. Also have him deploy 50,000 AI Spiders as support and defense, just in case Kraven and his buddies are looking to land ground units in Julianna. What's the status in the colony?"

" Still nothing happening there, sir. An air battle in Orezia, some naval manuvering here and there."

" OK, good. Any response from GAPTS?"

" Findan, Auralinia, and the Phoenix. What about Black Shadows? Isn't Lord Sethanis with you?"

" Yes, he's here. He sustained a fairly serious wound to the chest. He'll be alright by tomorrow. I'm sure he'll mobilize soon."

" Sir, Vhammpyr, although not GAPTS, is assuring full support against Kraven, et al. And there is a lot of movement in the Black Katanas, though I haven't heard from Vyossae."

" Good. As soon as we can, we need to get them admitted to GAPTS. In the meantime, I want continued high alert status in the colony, and I want an additional 4 million Spiders activated for potential involvment. I don't know where they'll be needed, but I know they will be."

" Yessir."

The Cheif, standing on the bridge of The Queen's Cross, walks over to the Comm Station.

"That was some stuff that Kraven pulled, interupting our transmission. Must be an damn powerful signal. Think you can trace it?"


"Worth a shot."

When Drake walked back onto the bridge, he immediatly began firing off orders.

"Cheif, whats the sitrep on our fleets??"

"Air Commander Maverick is gathering up what's left of the Armada. About half could face combat now. The other half are making thier way to Ft. Arrow. Mavericks reporting that a lot of fleets are missing key componets and won't be mission capabl-"

"Tell Air Commander Maverick to reorganize everything that's combat ready into one fleet. Tell him he's now the High Air Commander of the Juliana Fleet. His first order of buisness is to prepare for an attack on Axis Nova. Expect heavy air defences and possible airship to airship combat."

"Yes Sir!"

More than anything, Drake wanted to know where the Kraven Father was. He would go there and destroy it.

The next days would be busy.

Indeed, the next days would be busy. Waterships ferried back and forth between the sea and sky putting out the fires of Juliana. Rescue crews desperatly trying to reach those that had survived, but were trapped underneath the rubble. Outside the ruins of Juliana, military personell worked around the clock to repair numerous airships that had been decimated in the attack.

The worst part of all, was dealing with the bodies. They would have to bury them quickly. There was not enough time for dig individual graves. There would be mass graves, and mass funerals.

Pastors and preists were sought far and wide, to give comfort to the familes and to preform funerals. The emotional cost was high.

Intelligence officers were also working around the clock. To trace the orgins of the Kraven Transmissions.

Everyone, from the Prince on down, wore a black ribbon on thier right arm.

To: The Nation of Fourhearts
From: Minister P. Sweetwater
Foreign Minister of the Grand Duchy of Tarlag

Fear not good people of Fourhearts you are not alone in your time of sorrow. The People of Tarlag have heard your words and feel the pain of your dead and injured. We are in the process of organizing relief supplies for you nation. But that is not all we are doing. Because we are allied with Xeraph and Elyria-Lorain we will stand shoulder to shoulder with you against the Kraven Corp. and its slave states.

The Airship Armada
Juliana Fleet (Originally Fleets 11-16)

1st Wing

20 Fireships - G
20 Fireships - A
20 Wolf - Type
20 High Speed Transports

2nd Wing

20 Fireships - G
20 Fireships - A
20 Wolf - Type
20 High Speed Transports

3rd Wing

20 Fireships - G
20 Fireships - A
20 Wolf - Type
20 High Speed Transports

Commanded by: The Queen's Cross

The Fireship is the mainstay of the Fourhearts Fleet. Powered by four rotating engines, the Fireship carries a payload of 92 missiles. Fireships come in two configurations, the Alpha (Anti-Aircraft) and the Gamma (Anti-Ground). The rotating engines allow the airship maximum manuverabilty. Normal operating levels for the Fireship are 60,000ft.

The Wolf-Types airships are much smaller airships that have 4 30mm gun turrets. These airships are the Fleet's primary defence against airborne attacks.

To: The Nation of Fourhearts
From: Minister P. Sweetwater
Foreign Minister of the Grand Duchy of Tarlag

Fear not good people of Fourhearts you are not alone in your time of sorrow. The People of Tarlag have heard your words and feel the pain of your dead and injured. We are in the process of organizing relief supplies for you nation. But that is not all we are doing. Because we are allied with Xeraph and Elyria-Lorain we will stand shoulder to shoulder with you against the Kraven Corp. and its slave states.

The Kingdom of Fourhearts deeply appreciates your support and your committment to fighting the Kraven menace.

The Democratic Empire will not abandon its ally in this time of need. Relief forces are en route to assist in the rescue and recovery efforts, and we will assist in whatever ways we can. Please do not hesitate to ask.

At Morwen Air Force base, the stillness of the night’s air is broken by the sudden and blaring alerts of innumerable klaxons. This scene is repeated at military installations located throughout the great expanse of Holy Xirnium, heralding the full mobilisation of the Xirniumite Defence Force. Ominously, heavy silo doors begin to slowly open, exposing their terrible nuclear ballistic missiles nestled safely within (ready at any moment to rain instant death upon the foes of the Eternal Republic) whilst strategic heavy bombers lift off, commencing their rapid assent to the uppermost levels of the stratosphere.

Poised like a coiled viper, the armed forces of the Eternal Republic waits expectantly, prepared to strike.

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http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e221/Xirnium/arms1.jpg
Official Government Edict, Office of the Chief Ministry
The Eternal Republic of Holy Xirnium

Ad Vitam Aeternam! – For All Time!
From:

Lord Ertham Nidor
Chief Minister
The Eternal Republic of Holy Xirnium

Mere hours ago, the abhorrent and despicable nation of Axis Nova claimed responsibility for the perpetration of a cowardly, unprovoked and utterly barbaric terrorist attack on the city of Juliana, capital of the Kingdom of Fourhearts. In response, the Xirniumite Parliament has voted overwhelmingly to raise the force readiness level of the Armed Forces of the Eternal Republic to Defence Alert State Crimson (the maximum national security alert level in Holy Xirnium).

To the grieving citizens of Fourhearts, the Xirniumite Government conveys its most sincere condolences, and declares its unwavering solidarity. The Eternal Republic shall do all that it can to assist the people of Fourhearts in their noble cause to see that justice is served.

[Signed]

His Eminence
The Rt Hon High Lord Ertham Nidor, MP
Chief Minister of the Xirniumite Parliament
The High Ecclesiarchy of the Eternal Republic of Holy Xirnium

To the highly esteemed Nations of Craven and The Eternal Empire,

Your support is most welcome and greatly appreciated. Even now, we are attempting to track down the source of the Kraven Transmissions and preparing Fourhearts for possible attack.

Best Regards,
Prince Drake

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To: Prince Drake V

Greetings from Czardas! As I was unfortunately knocked unconscious I had no opportunity to decry the foul actions of Axis Nova, so I'll take that opportunity now. The murder of thousands, nay millions of civilians in this act of unmitigated temerity and blatant terrorism by the Kraven slave state of Axis Nova is an international outrage, and abhorrent beyond human comprehension.

The Kingdom of Fourhearts has Czardaian moral, monetary, and military support in any anti-Kraven endeavors it seeks. We are sending an aid package of $1 trillion NationStates Standard Dollars to rebuild the city of Juliana and the destroyed airship fleets. Any backup military forces you need from Czardas itself will also be available for use. Simply call on us if our aid is needed and we'll provide it.

~ Kari Alhoun, Czardaian Foreign Minister
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To: Prince Drake

A Fleet of 30 heavy transport aircraft in on its way with relief supplies and medical personal. They are being escorted by 24 Gripin fighters and 4 in air refuelers. They will need landing instructions.
The Hospital ships Lady of Mercy and Lady of Grace will arrive off you coast line in the next 48 hours to help treat your wounded. If their is any other disaster relief supplies you need please let us know.

Grand Duke Ozgood the Third
Sovereign Ruler of the Grand Duchy of Tarlag

To the Most Highly Esteemed Empire of Czardas,

Your generousity in these times of sorrow are astounding. We are enternally greatful for your support.

Prince Drake
Kingdom of Fourhearts

To the nation of Talrag,

Your support is greatly appreicated. You may land your aircraft at Ft. Arrow. Juliana's port is still functioning and your hospitial ships will be of much help in the coming days.

Prince Drake
Kingdom of Fourhearts

Air Commander Maverick was still a bit concerned. He had assembled the largest airship feet ever, but it still lacked a command ship. And intel reports gathered from the Kahanistani/Kraven/AMF war indicated that Axis Nova used airships as well. From the reports, they were built tough and it took quite a hit to down them.

Maverick started to write down some notes and ideas when he got a phone call.

Maverick here.

Yes, this is Lexington Cross. I have a suprise for you when you get the chance.

Oh really? At least somebody has some good news. I'll be over there in an hour.

That's great Sir. I'll meet you over in Hangar 13.

Allrighty. Oh, how is your father doing?

Very busy, the Company had it's own shelter in Juliana, so most of their staff survived the blast. Of course, they're working 24/7 to repair the Home Fleet. And anyone not working on that is working on my little project.

You're still doing projects at a time like this??

Ha! Ha! You'll see why when you get down here.



With that High Air Commander Maverick hung up the phone and continued his notes.

(tag)

Admiral Dayron looked out the cockpit window of the C-141 Transport on the devastated Fourhearts capital of Juliana.
"My God I have seen the Sims of what a mass driver could do to a target but it pales to the real thing."
"Yes Sir it would have been kinder if they nuked the place. From the reports it looks like we will be pulling bodies out of the wreckage for weeks." Replied Lt. Connors the Admiral' aid.
"The bastards who did this have got to pay and pay hard."
"Sir once we land we should try to get a meeting with Prince Drake then with the Emperor of Xerpah."
"Very well make it happen Connors. Get the S and R teams to work asap and that camera crew we brought from TNS in the city filming this I want the Duke and our people to see what Axis Nova has done."

Ft. Arrow has been very busy these last fews days as it was now Juliana's largest airport. A constant stream of trucks and airships ferried their way from Ft. Arrow to Edge. Edge being the outer edges of Juliana that had survived the blast.

Talrag One, Talrag One, this is Ft. Arrow. You are cleared to land on Runway 112. Over

[OOC: Erm, Fourhearts, the official prefix of Czardas is actually the "Libertarian Concordance", Czar just changes his prefix every moment so often because he likes to make a laugh.]

OCC: Opps...well..um...considering our State Dept building IS rubble, I think I can get away with a few errors.

To the Most Highly Esteemed Empire of Czardas,

Your generousity in these times of sorrow are astounding. We are enternally greatful for your support.

Prince Drake
Kingdom of Fourhearts
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Nema problema. And it's very flattering of you to lend us imperial status. ;-)

The 8th Relief Wing and 17th Escort Wing are both en route to Fourhearts right now, carrying a complement of engineers, builders, and materials necessary to give those purpose. Not to mention the 3rd Air Force, our contribution to your airship fleet. Hope you don't mind.

~ Kari Alhoun
Foreign Minister of the Concordance
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The Eighth Relief Wing consists of dropships. A lot of them. Sixty, to be exact. As they approach Fourhearts, the commanders begin to prep their complements for landing at the appropriate airbase at Fort Arrow. The Escort Wing -- a hundred or so Mk. 110 combat drones and Daggers, all of them winging through the sky like hundreds of small bees or particles.

The Third Air Force is also en route. One of six full forces relegated to the CNAF, it consists of fully 4,608 combat aircrafts, all headed for Fourheartsmen airbases to possibly serve in combat operations. As this force has a much longer way to go -- coming all the way from Czardas itself as it is -- it will arrive in some six hours. ~

Air Commander Maverick arrived at Cross Airship Company's private hangars. He hadn't even stepped out of the Aircab when his phone started ringing.

"Maverick here"

Sir, the Concordance of Czardas have just informed us that they're deploying thier 3rd Air Wing to reinforce our airship fleets. That's about four thousand six hundred aircraft.

Fantastic news! I'll meet with thier commander personally once they arrive. Let them know we arn't going to be going anywhere until we know the exact location of the Kraven Father. See if you can't work them into the defence scheme somehow. We might be getting unwelcome guests soon. Maverick Out.

Maverick hung up the phone and headed to Hangar 13 where Lexington Cross was waiting for him. The boy had spent some time aboard testing out his beloved Hazard. Some of his upgrades to the Hazard had nearly tore it apart, but Lex had gotten all the kinks worked out. The results of all the tests on the Hazard where put into this new airship.

"SIR! Glad to see you! Come on in, you've got to see this!" , shouted Lex as he stood by the door of the massive hangar.

Maverick stepped inside and his jaw opened at the black knife shaped airship he saw before him. Lexington turned to him.

"High Commander Maverick, I want you to meet the Requiem."

The first of the C-141s touched down and taxied to its assigned place on the tarmac. As soon as it came to rest the main cargo doors opened and a small four wheel drive command car leapt from the massive plane.
"Connors deploy the search and rescue teams first. have them coordinate with Fourhearts, we are here to help not step on their toes."
"Sir the air escort is requesting instructions" replied Connors.
"Land'em, rest'em and see if the locals want us to put up a combat air patrol. If they don't need a CAP put six planes on ready launch."
"Where to now sir?"
"Lets see if Prince Drake will see us, we have a lot to talk about."

Prince Drake was actaully at the Ft. Arrow airport and was waiting for the delegation when they arrived. With all the nations flying in to help out, it was just easier if he worked out of the Queen's Cross that had landed at Ft. Arrow.

"Gentleman! Welcome to the Kingdom of Fourhearts!"

The Tarlag Motor Works light command car pulled up the the front of the building that Prince Drake was in. Two men in the white uniforms of the Tarlag Navy hurried out of the car into the building.
Lt. Connor was the first into the crowded building. Connors walked up to the first person he saw and said "Admiral Dayron of The Grand Duchy of Tarlag is here to see Prince Drake."

"Maverick here"

Sir, the Concordance of Czardas have just informed us that they're deploying thier 3rd Air Wing to reinforce our airship fleets. That's about four thousand six hundred aircraft.

Fantastic news! I'll meet with thier commander personally once they arrive. Let them know we arn't going to be going anywhere until we know the exact location of the Kraven Father. See if you can't work them into the defence scheme somehow. We might be getting unwelcome guests soon. Maverick Out.
~ The 3rd Air Force was nearing Fourhearts Airspace. Thirty wings (1 wing = 72 aircraft) of Daggers, twelve of Blue Jays, ten of Strikers, ten of Peregrines, and one each of Hailstorms and Kestrels was in the massive formation, which was now swiftly beginning to descend from the sky at cruise velocities. A dozen Chimaera AA/EWACS also began to descend behind the formation as Fleet Commander Red Alpha One informed the air command:

"This is CNAF Red Alpha Wing requesting permission for landing."

The control tower is swiftly overwhelmed with dozens of further such messages.

"Red Bravo Wing requesting permission to land..."

"Red Charlie Wing, see Red Bravo Wing..."

"Red Delta Wing, can you guess?"

While no fewer than sixteen full wings of aircraft begin to prepare for landing, Fleets Blue, Green, and Yellow are making their way towards other nearby airbases. Donovan Martel, the alter ego of Red Alpha One, thinks to himself as his SM Dagger begins to descend gracefully from the sky:

"Damn, I hope they have room for a thousand plus planes here." ~

Prince Drake, dressed in his black utility uniform, walked into the room. He turned to the Talrag delegation and stuck out his hand.

"Looking for me? I'm Prince Drake, welcome to Ft. Arrow."

****

Raven Base was a huge airbase close to Ft. Arrow. It was here that the 3rd Air Wing would find it's home away from home. Finding airstrips to land the planes would not be a problem as Raven Base was used to handling large airship fleets.

Red Alpha Wing, permission granted, please proceed to Raven Terminal Alpha. You may land on Airstrips 1 through 25.

Red Bravo Wing, permission granted, please proceed to Raven Terminal Bravo. You may land on Airstrips 26-50.

Red Charlie WIng, premission granted, please procee...

Raven Base had been empty, thier home forces deployed elsewhere, but now Raven Base was going to pretty full. High Air Commander Maverick was already flying over in his AirCab to greet them.

[OCC:

http://www.texasregion.net/main.asp?nationName=fourhearts

The following is a map to Fourhearts. It gives you a general idea of where you're landing. Raven Base is not shown, but consider it on the opposite side of Juliana from Ft. Arrow. Also not shown are the barrier islands that run up and down the coast much like Padre Island and Galveston Island in the RL Texas. The City of Juliana is pretty much a wreck, but people have begun setting up another city called Edge that's directly around Juliana.

Also, the Region of Texas is in the middle of the ocean. If you click the Texas Flag, you'll notice that the Region of Texas is indeed a huge landmass. ]

~ The Daggers come in first. They have the least fuel and are the smallest, undoubtedly seeming miniscule next to the airships; the small but deadly single-seater planes descend onto the landing strips like innumerable dragonflies, touching down with their SVTOL capabilities and taxiing into shelter as larger Peregrines, Strikers, and Blue Jays come in for landing as well.

As the 3rd Wing is part of the Mobile Air Force, most of its planes are STOL or VTOL configured, as they are frequently required to take off from lighter ships such as cruisers or destroyers along with carriers. The Hailstorms, much heavier bombers, are the only ones not from the MAF, and they too begin to land ponderously, their huge airframes rivaling those of command airships, looking for large hangars capable of carrying them.

Meanwhile, Wing Commander Donovan Martel climbs out of his plane, safe in one of the hangars, and looks around briefly. Thousands of aircrew are also exiting the planes now, forming a huge mass of people entering the airbase and talking loudly, while others listen to music or call their friends at home.

Martel looks around for a commanding officer, the three stars on his azure uniform proclaiming his rank, as he surveys the site of Czardas's largest foreign deployment since Red Tide2.

"High Air Commander Maverick will be here quite soon," someone informs him.

"Thank you," he says courteously. "I'll wait." ~

A black painted AirCab desends from the sky. It is a small round craft with two roating engines on its side. From the looks of it, it's designed to carry about six people or so. It lands right in front the mass of people and a large man in a black military uniform steps out.

He puts on his black beret that adorned with five lightingbolts, signalling the rank of High Air Commander. A gold shoulder cord, pilots wings, and numerous medals signal that he's one of the most decorated men in Fourhearts. Tied around his right arm, a large black ribbon.

As he walks toward the mass of people he quickly spots Wing Commander Martel.

"Greetings Commander, Welcome to Raven Base.

[OCC: As far as rank comparison, High Air Commander is a Theatre Commander. He is the 2nd highest ranking officer in the Fourhearts military save for Prince Drake. ]

~ Martel watches with the rest of the pilots as the aircab descends and a man emerges, one who bears an unmistakable sense of authority, a man used to being in command. This must be the High Air Commander Maverick.

Martel emerges from the mass of people, the silver Czardaian dragon symbol on his shirt reflecting the sun with a brilliant shine, blinding anyone who looks too closely into it. He extends a hand to the other man. "Thank you Commander... The Third Air Force is at your service." ~

:__: Martel is the head of the 3rd, making him one of six seconds-in-command behind Air Marshal Karlsen, who answers only to the MoD; thus while still a high-ranking officer he's outranked a bit. Like Lieutenant and Brigadier Generals. He should probably address Maverick as "sir", but meh...

I have to go to class. Back in about 1hr. :/_:

A few of Mavericks aides begin to hand out maps of Raven Base.

"Getting around Raven Base is pretty simple. It's just a bunch of rings. At the center of the circle you have HQ, which is where I've arranged office space for you and your staff. Outside HQ is Merchant Ring where all the shops, restraunts, and other 'entertainment' is. Outside that you have Barracks Ring. I've already arranged places for your men to sleep at and busses are on standy to take you there when you're ready. Outside the Barraks Ring is the Wherehouse Ring, and finally Terminal Ring where you're at now. You're at Terminal A, and your forces are at all the different terminals alpha through Gamma."

Maverick turns around and snaps his fingers. One of his aids rushes foward and hands Martel a pair of lightingbolts.

A Wing Commander is about the same here as an Air Commander. This will let all the Fourheartsmen know who you are. You should encounter ZERO problems while your here. If you do, you let me know. I've assigned Captain Owlwind to accompany you. He'll be able to arrage anything you need.

****

At Fort Arrow, the men trying to track down the last Kraven tranmission are making progress. They've figured out which sattalites are producing the transmissions, but they still need more information.

Admiral Dayron and Lt. Connors saluted the Prince
"Prince Drake I am Admiral Jason Dayron and this is my aid Lt. SG John Connors. Before we begin I want to give my nations deepest symiphies over what has happened."
"Currently my Lord we have 500 search and rescue personal fanning out to aid your people. Tarlag has also sent 200 construction workers and equipment to help set up temporary housing for the survivors." " The two hospital ships we promised will be here in 14 hours. their helicopters have already started ferrying wounded to be treated."
"On the military end of things the Second Fleet will be in your waters in four days. their current strenght is as follows."
4 Yorktown class CVN's
3 Island class CVN's
2 Midway II CVS
1 Lexington class CVC
with a total aircraft count of 710 combat aircraft

1 Argo class BBH
4 Tiger class BCN
4 Tone class CGN
2 Beagen class CA
plus escorts

" with your permission my Lord we would also like to land the 4th Naval Infantry RCT."

"Permission is granted on all counts. The people of Fourhearts are honored to have freinds such as you. If I may make a suggestion, Port Richard to our North has excellent naval facilities if you ships need a port. Admiral Wolf can make the arrangements."

A few of Mavericks aides begin to hand out maps of Raven Base.

"Getting around Raven Base is pretty simple. It's just a bunch of rings. At the center of the circle you have HQ, which is where I've arranged office space for you and your staff. Outside HQ is Merchant Ring where all the shops, restraunts, and other 'entertainment' is. Outside that you have Barracks Ring. I've already arranged places for your men to sleep at and busses are on standy to take you there when you're ready. Outside the Barraks Ring is the Wherehouse Ring, and finally Terminal Ring where you're at now. You're at Terminal A, and your forces are at all the different terminals alpha through Gamma."
~ The men and women gather around, glancing at the maps. Martel smiles when Maverick finishes. "Certainly very good of you to provide accommodation for us on such short notice," he says.

The airmen are beginning to file off now towards the rest of the airbase, asking painfully inappropriate questions of the Fourheartsmen personnel that would not be out of place in Czardas: "Where can we get some good dope?" "Is there a house of prostitution anywhere around here?" and so on... There are still several hundred left when an aide runs up, giving Martel two lightning bolts, which he attaches to his uniform.

A Wing Commander is about the same here as an Air Commander. This will let all the Fourheartsmen know who you are. You should encounter ZERO problems while your here. If you do, you let me know. I've assigned Captain Owlwind to accompany you. He'll be able to arrage anything you need.
"Thank you again, Air Commander," Martel says, nodding and smiling cordially at Captain Owlwind [:__: I'm assuming he's there already. :/_:]. "I'll certainly let you know if anything comes up."

He then begins to follow his men up into the airbase with the other Czardaians and Fourheartsmen alike, preparing for one of the largest operations in Czardaian history. Martel is preoccupied with a quest for more adequate food than his rations, however, which he eventually finds in a small cafe, ordering an excellent panini.

" Humanity's at stake, and you're eating a sandwich?! " ~

After hearing of The Attack on Fourhearts Capital, Empress Serena soon ordered The Hatarian Military to start a Offense against Kraven's Territories worldwide and to hunt down The Kraven AI and destroy it.

All out War had now started.


World War VI had started in full.

The newcomers to Raven Base would discover that they could find almost anything at the Merchant Rings. Drugs were legal in Fourhearts, but you better not report for duty stoned. Prostitution was illegal, but there were several...adult entertainment establishements that could arrange for private shows. Of course, the prices where astronicly high.

~ The newcomers are beginning to settle into their mode of life. Several waste their pay on rather ... unusual ... shows and large quantities of Ecstasy; others take a hit off marijuana they had brought with them from Czardas, where it grows wild on every street corner, or so the fairytales go... after all, they won't be on duty for some time now, will they?

Martel is not among these. A moral traditionalist, he looks upon the antics of his henchmen, spending his spare time touring the airbase itself and posting to Czardasnet (TM), the massive online forum connecting every citizen in Czardas. After voting on several proposals from the Council of 400 and engaging a Radical Capitalist Front member in a lively debate over a bill to slash welfare funding, he remembers something.

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To: Fourhearts High Command
[Encrypted]

Recently, Czardaian forces apprehended several spyplanes from Kraven in Czardaian airspace. Ion trails were traced back to Whyatica, which we believe to be the principal Kraven base. For that reason, I would suspect Whyatica of not housing Father; it would be too dangerous.

Father would be far more likely to download itself onto more advanced computer networks, to ensure its security against outside hacking. Such networks would most likely be found in either Neo Kraven, Axis Nova, or Kravonika; due to the destruction of the latter, that leaves two sites. Based on what Czardaian Intelligence knows, I'd recommend satellite passes over those areas, with RADAR or CELLDAR overlay, to detect evidence of such a powerful program.

~ Donovan Martel
Wing Commander, 3rd National Aerospace Force, Czardas
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FROM: Fourhearts High Command
TO: Wing Commander Martel

That seems like an excellent idea. We've been able to trace the transmission to sattalites in XXX.XXX orbit, but have been unable to asertain a ground location. We will be unable to moblize forces without proof of the Kraven Father's location. The Kingdom of Fourhearts would be highly greatful if you could arrange the sattalite passes.

- Fourhearts High Command

Prince Drake thank you for meeting our forces needs in this time of chaos. We will be bringing in a mobile repair ship and a floating dry dock to help handle any repairs and they will be open for use by our allies. With your permission we will base them at your naval base.
My government would also like to base two squadrons of FR-71's in your country. (This is the fighter version of the SR-71.) They will be armed with Thor heavy anti-satellite missiles so Axis Nova can not do a a repeat performance.

Prince Drake thought for a moment, "I'd station the FR-71s at Maverick Base. It's north of Juliana."

One more thing before I return to my temporary base. ( for your knowledge when the H.D.S. Lexington arrives I will be transfuring to her.) Have you contacted some of the other anti-Kraven groups? I know Xeraph and some of the other forces assembling here are powerful but with this attack aginst you it could be the rallying cry needed to unite all the anti-Kraven nations under one banner. With corporation between all the anti-Kraven nations I beleive the Father could be tracked down and distroyed along with all the petty little slave states that have gone to it's banner for one reason of another. If Automagfreek and its allies could not take down Father once and for all can the few nations supporting you fare any better?

Lt. Hankins radioed back to his commander that all Med/MASH units were now in place in and around Juliana. The Spiders were ringed around each of the units, staggered formation. The Rattlesnakes that had escorted them remained in support, air patrols running 24/7.

The city was a shambles, but the courageous Fourheartians had already begun to build a new city, called Edge. Xeraphian AI engineers had begun clearing the rubble, taking care to retrieve bodies and place them at a nearby morgue. They were simultaneously helping construct the new city.

Hankins noted that the area was a virtual fortress. Many nations had sent aid, both humanitarian and military. Xeraph itself had upped it's original deployment of MedUnits from six to twelve, and it's military presence had risen from 500,000 to 1.75 million, all Clone Troopers and Spiders. A CBG and an AirWing were also present. Two armored platoons were en route.

Hankins had direct orders from the Emperor to provide any and all aid that was requested by the Fourhearts government. Which included policing the area. Unbelievably, there were elements in this society that, despite the carnage and destruction, continued to pursue criminal activities. Several theives and whores had been rounded up and remanded to local authorities. On one occasion, the Spiders were fired on by a group that had taken possession of one of the few relatively intact buildings left standing. The incident lasted about 30 seconds. When the fire-fight was over, 11 criminals were either dead or in custody. They could not withstand the 35mm Gatling Guns, which tore into them at a rate of 400 rounds per second.

The lieutenant looked around one last time, and headed back to his HQ. He had to read the latest reports about the situation in the Pagan Borderlands.....

One more thing before I return to my temporary base. ( for your knowledge when the H.D.S. Lexington arrives I will be transfuring to her.) Have you contacted some of the other anti-Kraven groups? I know Xeraph and some of the other forces assembling here are powerful but with this attack aginst you it could be the rallying cry needed to unite all the anti-Kraven nations under one banner. With corporation between all the anti-Kraven nations I beleive the Father could be tracked down and distroyed along with all the petty little slave states that have gone to it's banner for one reason of another. If Automagfreek and its allies could not take down Father once and for all can the few nations supporting you fare any better?

"I belive that once we track down the location of the Kraven Father, all nations that wish to stop Kraven once and for all will participate if they can. We'll be sending out a message once we ascertain the location."

OOC: if you see Xeraph's thread announcing the attack i''ve mentioned mobilizing my troops the troops I'm sending are my Ready Redgiments so I'm talking 100 C-130's, plus three hundred F-35's.

Falcon Flight

Brigadier General Richard Crossin, Imperial Air Force was the overall commander of the Findnaian forces bound for Fourhearts. With him he had 300 docters and 400 nurses plus loads of medical supplies and 7,000 Airbourne Infantrymen.

He spoke into the helmet mike and said, "Falcon Flight Lead to Maverick Control, we are of the Imperial Findanian Air Force and we are requesting permission to enter Fourheartsian Air Sp we come with light infantry, air and medical elements."

The Hatarians soon started Planning for a All out attack on one of Kraven's Territories. this was part of the Hatarian Plan to force The Kraven forces into one Nation, one of their Allies and trap them there, they were hopeing on forceing him in Axis Nova and let the other Anti-Kraven Nations go after him.

The High Command soon decided to let The Two grand Generals, Nadia Le Harvare and Asuka Langay Sohryu, to lead The Campiagn against Kraven and make sure he would be Shown the Might of The Hatarian Empire.

OOC: To clarify, I'm a Kraven ally state. The message is just a mean trick.
IC:Schnapsemarschall Hallget entered the familiar little bunker, deep below Alchaholiaswicksburg, from which High Command directed their nation, and sat down. Recently, his Commissars, Abwehrtruupe, and hangers on had left a dosier on some major aid operation in a country with a name that sounded like a game of cards.
"Fourhearts, do we know anything about them?"
"Yes sir, heavily air-based, heavily anti-Kraven. All the requirements for danger to us."
"Well, this aid thing may soften up the air cover for our planned little jaunt in Czardas. Hataria?"
"They caused all that trouble with the bio-weapon thing a while ago. But here's the good bit, they're mobilizing a fleet. Dietmar, your time has come. Give'em hell from me!"
"At last. I'll have second fleet ready in a day. Sieg nach Boozia."
"Sieg nach Boozia!," chorused the officers.

Soon after, the Commissariat transmitted a message to Hataria:
To the great and mighty nation of Hataria

We respect your efforts to destroy the Kraven filth, and will aid you in whatever way we can. Even now, fully half our naval assets are proceeding to your position to offer immediate support.