NationStates Jolt Archive

James von Strangaild sat at home. The radio played soft classical music in the backround as he thought about what was about to happen. He had had enough. That damn High Council was stopping him from doing anything. They believed he was trying to get into a war for the sake of war. They where wrong. He wanted land. he wanted more power. When he became HIgh Leader he had felt such power. And now he wanted more...

John Stiener tapped his finger impatiently. The trip home from the Citdial was a nightmare. The damn road was clogged because some idiots got drunk and crashed into a dump truck. Of course everyone just had to slow and watch. His chaffer sighed feeling the same way. John closed his eyes and decided to take a nap. After a few minutes he heard the door close and woe up to see his chaffer walk across the highway. He seemed to have something in his hand. " Hey get back here-" was the last thing John ever said before his car exploded into flames....

Harold Mundi got up from his seat at the resturant. The meal had been good but gone right him. He quickly hurried to the bathroom. Inside was a gentleman washing his what seemed to be his shirt. It looked like he got some wine on it. Harold barely had time to notice as he ran inside a stall. A few minutes later he came out a new person. He gave a sigh of relief and looked at the man still washing his shirt. " Hey you should try some soda or something when you get home. I heard that clean it-hng!" said Harold suddenly stopping in mid sentence. The man had stabbed him right in the stomach. The man pulled out and stabbed him in the chest. Harold fell to the ground, dead....

Francis Seaman stood on the balconey of the Great Citdal. It was one of many tourist sites and it was the best when tourists where not around. The city was bustling with nightlife. It was only 9. Hard to believe after today. So much paperwork and talking. He enjoyed this time to relax. He looked out to see a fire rising from one of the main streets. It looked bad. Maybe it was another a terroist attack. Those bastards in Von Strangaild where over due for an attack. He sighed as he looked up again. He heard something as a door closed behind him. " Hello?" he said turning around. A slienced shot rang out as Francis was hit square in the chest. He held his chest looking in shock. He held in the blood in his hand before he he started shaking and moved back, falling over the side of the balconey...

Aaron Rein was filling out paperwork at home. To him the work day never ended. He couldn't let himself get behind at work. The HIgh Leader was being a bitch, his father was never like this. His father was a proud man who preached caution and wisdom. Not a man who suggested war all the time. He heard a noise outside his window and cursed knowing it was probly that damned rat again trying to get in. He stood up and went over to his window. He didn't see anything. " Must have left" he said turning around. The window suddenly shattered as a bullet flew threw it and struck the the high conucil member in the head. He fell to the floor as his wife came in screaming bloody murder...


James opened his eyes smiling. He looked at the time and turned on the news. The phone rang and there was a tone of panic in the air. He would lead his people to a new dawn. One where he was not stopped by an outdated council full of old men who cling to old ways. No he would show them a new path....a path to power.

" It is a solmon day! Today Von Strangaild has commited a horrible. THey killed my friends, my advisors and my mentors. THey have killed your public figures. They have killed your friends. There terroist tatics should have been seen but we where all to damn foolish. We thought we beat them forever! We though my Uncle would not bother us for a long while! But we wrong. We cannot change the past but we can the future!. Today I declare the High Council disbanded. I feel not to risk other goods men lives for my sake. Yes i will rule on my own but good people I assure I will rule the best I can! I will not fail you and together we shall fear nothing!" said James loudly. He preached to his people. For now they are his. Though in the coming days some would come to there senses and try to hurt him. But he as ready. Though who would speak out would feel how far his power could reach.

Zackroth times

Today a small protest was forcibly broken up. The protest was about the high leader taking complete control. All 50 protestors where labled as terroists and treasoners. Many where shot with tear gas and others beaten and taken to jail. There has been out cry of displeasure with these attacks but not much. The former High Leader, Aimless von Strangaild has called for his son to watch where he is going, as it might be the an all to famalir slope this nation has gone down before.

The High leader responded by saying his father clinged ro ways in the past and has no say in what he does anymore. Meanwhile there has been no word from the country of Von Strangaild about the murders of the High Council members. Infact there has been much activity there as of late. Still the High Leader says that Von Strangaild commited the murders and a price shall be paid.

The Lord Governor planned these killings because he didn’t like be held back by those within the High Council of Zackaroth. It would have gone all well, but James forgot one thing. Or maybe he didn’t care that he had foreign swordsmen watching over his actions. Los guardias de Diablo swordsmen, eight of them are stationed to guard each of the Lord Governor of the Commonwealth states.

The swordsmen knew the plans, but wait until they were done as the leader only thought the pans were nothing to worry about. Just plans of a crazy person. Anyways, after the deaths of the High Council members and James taking control of the whole nation, the Devil’s Guards would have to act before it got out of hand.

Knowing the house of James like the back of their hand, they left their rooms like nothing was wrong. James did say that Zackaroth wasn’t a part of the Dominion Commonwealth. So, nobody would question them as they traveled to the James’ office. If they did, the Grand Master would say ‘Before we left, I want to say it was wonderful time to guard your life to Mr. Von Strangaild.’

But that wasn’t their real reason, they were about to delver the will of the Lord Marshall on James. Two things the Count didn’t like over Nazis and Fascist fools were terrorist scum and cowards. James was guilt of those two things.

Arriving to the door of his office, the two lead swordsmen lowered their shields and looked at the door. James was last reported in the office and the camera feed, linked to their HUD, showed somebody in there.

Without warning, the two lead swordsmen hit the door with their shield and knocked through it. The rest followed through with the last two creating a barrier to keep anybody else from enter.

The Grand master, his long blonde hair and blue eyes, stepped forwards and said “James Von Strangaild, by the will of the Lord Marshall, you are here by under the arrest for the murders of John Steiner, Harold Mundi, Francis Seaman and Aaron Rein. You are unfit to rule this nation.” in his commanding tone.

Meanwhile on at Castle Von Wolf, the Count was going to get a message to the father of the terrorist. The message would be short and sweet with a lot of stuff about James’ crimes. Photos of the planning, video of the planning and anything that deals with the planning of the murders.

I should have had my men act faster. Sorry to tell you, that your son is un-honorable thug. ~ The Count

The man inside the room jumped. " I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please don't take me way! My family is so poor! i had to steal money from him!" screamed what looked like a servant who was searching through Jame's desk. On the floor though was a note.

Dear Scum-bags
When ever you get this note know I was expecting you to do this. My father was to. He thought you guards where here to ensure nations stayed within the DC. I bet he regrets ever telling me that.I knew once I made those calls and those men died The Count would be pissed and try to send you to kill me. I am at the Citdal but not even you can invade something as heavily armed as that. Since you served me faithfully i will allow you one day to leave the country. If not...lets say I have my own special guards, thanks to my Uncle.

From
James von Strangaild

******

Aimless von Strangaild looked at this. He knew James had did this when the men had first died. He didn't want to believe it. " I'm to old for this shit..." he said quietly. He knew what had to be done. Of course he would need help but he needed to end this thing with his son himself. He quickly got out a pen and paper

Dear Count Jwolf
I thank you for this info. I would thank you even more if you did some favors. i know we never really conversed but i ask you to do this for me. I will need military support. I have lead rebellions in the past. This is my thing but I will need outside help. Not alot. But enough to fight back my sons army. The last thing I ask is to let me deal with my son myself. This is a matter between me and him. I made the mistake by giving him power to early. Please give an old man his wish.

Aimless von Strangaild, soon to be High Leader of Zackaroth.

“Fuck!” yelled the Grand Master as he read the message form the cowardly James. He balled the note up and threw into the waste bin. He looked around at his men. Their faces hidden behind their helmets.

“Plan B, brothers.” he said as the unit left the office. They would head to a waiting helicopter to take them to Aimless von Strangaild’s location. As the Grand Master and his swordsmen boarded the helicopters, he radioed to a Timber Wolf Incorporated cargo ship in the waters of Zackaroth. “Ready Plan X, ready Plan X”

The helicopter moved towards the last known location of Aimless.

Soon after the Count his message, he would write one back to the old man. The poor old man was catch in the middle of a rock and hard place with his son’s actions.

Los guardias de Diablo are on their way to you. They are there to give you help until I can get military units ready to move in. Keep your head down as I have feeling your son will hunt you down, too. Once he became a cowardly dog, he’ll never be himself. ~ The Count

Aimless sat in his house. 49 years old. All he ever wanted to do was retire. Now he would have to lead his nation again. He knew this would happen though. James was not really his son. He was the son of his brother, Michael von Strangaild. During the first civil war Aimless had found a baby in the Citdal. He realized the baby was his brothers. He took the baby as his hoping to give it a better life.

But facisim seemed to run in the family. He should have trained him better. Just a little longer. But James had found out on his own. He found the records and was shocked. there realtionship got sour and things got bad. He was promised that things would heat up and he would start doing things his own way. Aimless couldn't feel this could have all been avoided. He sighed and sat back in his chair waiting for the men to arrive.

The blades of the helicopter could be hear through the air, the sound was like one hit of a drum. Over and over as the eight swordsmen waited to protect the old man, which they first protected when Zackaroth joined the Dominion Commonwealth. They would be Aimless’ protectors until the Count could send in more soldiers.

The helicopter moved in and touched down as the eight swordsmen jumped out of the metal bird. The armored men didn’t care about the special guards that would be send after them. By that time, the Count have had send in more support for the swordsmen.

The Grand Master moved to Aimless and bowed his head to the old man. “Looks like I get to guard your life again.” he said.

Aimless bowed his head also. " Thank you. Now do you know how long it will take the military to get here? If they are coming from the South that is good. The army is not as strong. In the upper part though you will find stiff resteiance. It will be a long war. The south is the best because there starts the Catacombs. I'm sure i told you this once when we first met that these Catacombs go all through Zackaroth. They are a maze to the unknowing but to those who know they are the biggest asset ever. I can lead them straight into the heart of Naga" Aimless walking into his study. " Excuse me now. i have to make to some calls" he said sitting down and grabbing a phone.

“Don’t really know where the army will be coming in, but they were told about the catacombs.” said the Grand Master.

“I do have a way to turn the people against James. It will be the start of the civil war within your nation, but you’ll have the United Dominion on your side. “ said the Grand Master, whom stepped back. “The plan will be releasing James’ planning to kill those men and etc to your people, to the army.”

OOC: are you going to uses bio-weapons?

OOC: Me? No. That SIC is just refernce when Aimless takes power

Aimless sat there thinking. " Very good...We just need to get into a tv station and i know which one. The ZNN is the most watched news station. At 6 pm almost everyone watches it. And its aired on the big screen in Naga. It would be our perfect chance. Since I was High Leader I can get us in. It will be an easy unexpected move..." he said smiling a bit. He liked this Grand Master. He was a clever one.

“We don’t need to go to a TV station for this info to get out.” he said. He putted his black radio out and placed next to his head. “Plan X is a go, I repeat, Plan X is a go.”

As the words escaped the mouths of the Grand Master, e-mails were being send to every TV station, Radio station, and newspaper offices within Zackaroth. Within these e-mails were copies of the planning with videos and etc. These e-mails had everything need in them to show the people of Zackaroth that James only want the power to himself.

Plus, these e-mails weren’t only send to the head of those stations and offices. They were being send to every person there that had an e-mail address. The word was getting out and the Count didn‘t think James would like it.

“As of now, hundreds of thousands e-mails are being sent to TV station, Radio station, and newspaper offices within Zackaroth. We aren’t here to keep nations in the Dominion Commonwealth, we’re to make sure that the Lord Governor aren’t corrupt dogs.” said the Grand Master.

“Sir, tell me about these special bodyguards that James has. He said he was going to send them against me and my men, if we didn’t leave in twenty-four hours.” asked the massive armored man.

Aimless sighed knowing this would be alot to explain. " Years ago we tried to create an army of monster soilders. something that when you looked at it you would crap your pants. But we failed. The creatures got lose and ravaged the underground lab. Only thanks to a couple of other nations could we divert this threat. We kept some. Modfied them. Gave them speec. gave them a mind. In Zackaroth we have special forces team. They are 60-69. 65 is missing. They are the missing group.

We tested them one day in a riutine misson. They slaughtered the enemy base. No stealth, no plan, just a mass murder. They where too risky. They where locked away. But James changed them. He pushed our sciencetist to give them more intellect. They did. And mutated because of it. They are freaks of nature. Twisted forms of humanity Each of them wheres a diffrent colored gas mask. There are five of them. One is a master of knives, one is a master sniper, one has this spit that when exposed to a special substance combusts into a fireball, one have some sort of pyshic powers and the leader is a material artist expert with increased senses and strength. I wanted them disposed of. But I left to early. another one of my mistakes..." Aimles concluded quietly in guilt.

“That’s just lovely.” was all the Grand Master said. He turned on the TV to a news channel, waiting to see if Plan X had worked.

The other swordsmen formed a defensive barrier in the room Aimless was in. They would keep an eye on everything and protect Aimless’ life with their own life.

They would get back up in less then twenty four hours because of James’ threat. These soldiers would be from the 1st Blood Wolves, armed to the teeth and veterans of many battles.

It was all over the news. People checked there emails and saw it. All the proof was there. Everything. This was no hoax. This was for real. And for what had not happen in a long time the people of Zackaroth got angry. Some of the army threw down there weapons in spite if the fact. Protests formed inside almost every city hours later. POlice tried to calm things but where failing. Some of there men walked off the job too.

Aimless smiled as the news came pourimg of the nation wide protests. " I need to address my people..." he said quietly knowing these protests would go no where without a strong leadership behind it.

OOC: For some reason i cant get to page 2

NVm

“Very well, I’ll come with you to show your people that we are here to help.” said the Grand Master with a smile. He looked over at two of his men before looking back at the old man. “Where do you want to talk to your people at?”

" I would like to here but I don't think we have the means. Theres a TV station in nearest city of Hydra. We can drive there and make it within 45 minutes. We will have to go in looking like we are trying to quell the protesting. Then when i have access I will say what I have to say" Aimless said grabbing his cane and slowly getting up.

“It would be easier and safer to do it here. We don’t have to place your life o the line as you travel into the city.” said the Grand Master, his eyes watching the news.

" Then do you have the supplies and a way to overide TV singals in the nation so I can make my speech?" he said looking at the Grandmaster. " If you do where are you hiding it? I don't remeber seeing you bring it in"

“We can always get a TV crew to come up here as my men aren’t military units or police. If we go into the city, we’ll be going into a place with armed people that would want to kill anybody for anything. Their leader did betray them in some ways.” said the Grand Master, still watching the news.

“To move into the city with eight swordsmen and nothing else with be foolish. We should bring the crew here as it will be easier to keep you safe. I know the layout here better then at a news station.”

" True. Let me make some calls" Aimless said going back into his office and sat at his desk. He picked up the phone and dialed the phone. After awhile he got into contact with the news station and after verfying it was indeed him he set up a time for them to come. After he hung up the phone he looked at the Grand Master. " They will be here within the hour" He said sitting back on his chair.

An hour passed and there was a knock on the door. A servant let the camera crew and the reporter in. After exchange handshakes and greetings with the reporter, Aimless sat at his desk waiting for them to set up. 15 minutes went by and they where ready.

Aimless waited for go from the camera man and then began to speak. " People of Zackaroth. It me, your former leader Aimless von Strangaild. You have no doubt seen the plan to make James more powerful. Give him complete power. I say what I said years ago when we where under the rule of Michael von Strangaild: Rise up! Overthrow your oppressor! Show him that you have a say in what the goverment does! Show him you are not his pawns! Show him what you say means and he only remains in power because you will it!

People, I say you gather around and I will lead you to freedom as I have always done! When Michael von Strangaild forced you to cut off your own hands to get food tickets I was there to overthrow him. When Zackaroth collpased into anarchy I was there to over throw the nation that invaded us! I ask you all to give me one more chance to lead you to freedom and you as a country. Let our collective voices be known we will not fall into the hands of facists! We will not be oppressed by tyranny again! So I say to take up your arms! Fight against those who seek to oppress you! Converge like angry locusts and swarm those who will believe in false leadership and ignore the horrors of a facist regime!

To my dear son...you are a coward and a fool! I gave you power and you wasted it! I will not hold back because you are my son. i will treat you like i treat every other facist leader. No mercy! I give you a chance to give up and surrnder but until then I will dismantle all that you have built so i can rebuild it again. THis is Aimless von Strangaild, your new High Leader and Lord Governer of Zackaroth" he concluded as the camera went off.

People looked all around. Almost everyone had heard the speech. In Naga the fighting had begun. Half the army that was there had joined the cause of the new rebel faction. They lead people into the streets, taking those who would help. The fighting had began 20 blocks from the Great Citdial, effectly splitting the city in half between Rebel controlled and Loyalist control. The civil war had begun.

As Aimless said his speech to his people, the Grand Master and his swordsmen were staying guard as the crew filmed Aimless. The Grand Master was even behind to the right of Aimless during it. At the end, the Grand Master lends down his tell him something in his right ear. He said low enough that Aimless would only hear it.

“The first of the Dominion forces will be coming in twelve hours. They’re Blood Wolves, Lord Governor.”

" Do know from where?" Aimless asked quietly as the reporter and camera man packed up and left.

In the city of Hydra things where looking up for the Rebellion as it was one of the farther cities. Much of the Zackaroth army here was loyal to Aimless and was planning a coup to happen anyways. After a few hours of small amounts of fighting the loyalists surrendred and gave control of the city to the Rebellion. Things where not going so smoothly in the city of Toss or in the captiel of Naga. Here was alot of bloodshed and destruction in a matter of only hours...

“The catacombs.” whispered the Grand Master.

True to be told, the soldiers were to move trough the catacombs on foot. Armed with their weapons of death and destruction, wearing their body armor, the soldiers woluf move through the catacombs with their helmets were set to night vision.