NationStates Jolt Archive

Aurum Doman Naval Transport Plane,
Near Doomani Airspace

Samantha Oron sat in her seat anxiously awaiting the arrival to Doomingsland. If all went well then there would be major changes in Aurum Domus in the next few months. She was here to make sure these changes would happen with interference. The Doomani were the logical people to ask for help, after all they were bloodthirsty religious warriors that had no qualms about killing innocents. They also despised Samanthas father, the current leader of Aurum Domus, High General Samuel Oron, for ending an alliance after only a week due to international pressure and therefore would support any moves that went against his policies. His health had been failing in the recent months. The doctors said he wouldn't live much longer, his health had been failing ever since the loss of Zaynah. Samuel wasn't accustomed to defeat and it had really killed him inside. He hadn't been seen in public much in recent months and some were glad to see it. A large amount of the population had a low opinion of him due to his refusal to attempt recapture of Zaynah and for the massive military buildup in Vetaka that had cost billions but had only resulted in a small battle.

Samantha contemplated these things as the plane began to descend. Today she would meet Emperor Maximus, possibly one of the most powerful men in the world. Hopefully he would support her in her attempt to restore Aurum Domus to its former glory.

"Tower this is BlueStar Six, permission to land?"

Imperator Maximus III International Airport, Urbus Doomanus, Imperium Doomanum
1400 Local

Samantha Oron's aircraft was immediately granted permission to land on one of IM2IA's military airstrips, and upon disembarking she would be met by an entourage of Equites Augusta, Caesar's personal guard. They would lead her to a waiting staff car, and from there they would proceded to the Citadel. Gaining an audience with Maximus had been no small task on Oron's part, and for that she was to be commended. While those assigned to protect her had no idea why she was visiting, they were fairly certain she had something important to offer mighty Caesar.

A short fifteen minute drive through the sprawling, glistening capital brought them to the outer gates of the Citadel, which were thrown open. Driving into the interior, they wound around the structure, moving up three seperate levels until they reached the Citadel proper at the top of the Fortress Hill. Rather than leading Oron into the vast main hall, where Maximus usually greeted his esteemed guests from atop his throne, the Equites instead lead her into a vast labyrinth of corridors and eventually to an extremely ornate conference hall, which sported a fifty-foot long oaken table within a guilded marble chamber. At the center of the table was a holographic display, which currently showed a three-dimensional image of Caesar's seal, the Crusader's Death's Head.

Caesar would be arriving soon.

Conference Room, Imperial Citadel

Samantha sat down on one of the chairs near the center of the table and waited for Maximus to arrive. She pulled out her personal OBSAT PDA and checked her messages. Most of them were positive, her ascent to power was already in motion. She had gained the trust of several of her father's advisers that would decide who would lead the country next. Anyone who refused to support Samantha would be taken care of, the most stubborn of the advisers would have unfortunate accidents arranged. The rest would be intimidated until they threw their support in. The one person Samantha was worried about was her brother Scott. He was a few years younger than Samantha but he already was in a high ranking position in the Aurum Doman Airforce. He would be a big contender for the position of High General though he had said before that he never wanted the job.

Glacies Estate, Northern Aurum Domus

Scott Oron wasn't as clueless as his sister believed. Samantha had always been power hungry and as the High General's health failed she had been making moves that made Scott very suspicious. For months now he had kept tabs on her, the daily reports from his supporters in the ADIA had failed to show anything out of the ordinary so Scott was very surprised when he received a phone call on a chilly winter night.

"Scott? The demoness has entered the lion's den. We won't be able to track her 'til she returns."

"Thank you."

After five minutes of waiting, the oaken doors of the conference room were opened by a pair of Equites Augustae, and three uniformed men trailed by an entourage of other officers entered the room. Oron would have instantly recognized Maximus due to the fact he stood several inches taller than the other two senior officers and sported a thick, neatly trimmed black beard, and of course his signature eyepatch over his left eye, which had been destroyed in his duel with Dreadfire. The other senior officer was his brother, Magister Militum Marius Doomanus Armaferus, the second senior most military commander in the Imperium aside from Maximus, who was some five inches shorter than his brother with a shaven head and clean shaven face, with a distinctive scar running down from his upper lip to his lower lip. This man rarely, if ever, smiled, as was the current case. Like is brother, he was in excellent shape, as he was expected to be able to fight alongside his men if needed.

Both men wore Imperial dress uniforms: snuggly fitting black uniforms with gold trimming, and in their case red capes and peaked caps, which both men had tucked under their arms. The chests of both Maximus and Marius were covered in medals and ribbons, and at their sides were their officers' gladii. The third senior member of the delegation was Consul Gaius Doomanus Cato, another of Maximus' brother who sat at the head of the Senatus and served as Caesar's foremost political advisor. Unlike the two military men, he wore the white robes of a Senator, and greeted Oron in a warm and diplomatic manner. It was he who had arranged the meeting in the first place, and so Oron had already dealt with Cato on numerous occasions.

Maximus conducted himself in his usual stoic, disciplined manner, going through the standard official greeting routine in which Oron was supposed to kneel and Maximus was supposed to generously allow her to stand. And then they all took their seats. Cato was the first to speak,

"Now, Domina Oron, I have spoken to Caesar regarding your plight and he has shown interest in coming to your aid," he motioned to Maximus, bowing his head as he spoke his name, "However I feel it would be best that you begin things here with a briefing on the precise nature of this meeting..."

Samantha began to speak not in English but in Doomani Latin which she had learned during a stint with UFAN Black Ops fifteen years previously.

"I asked to meet with the great Caeser to ask for his support for a regime change in my home country of Aurum Domus. My father, the current leader, is dieing and I have been securing the support of his Advisory Council to insure that I will be chosen to lead once he is gone. I plan to make many changes and I fear extreme resistance unless I have Doomani support. My country is divided on their support of Doomingsland, one side sees your great nation as military masterminds and great conquerers while the other sees you as slave-holding religious fanatics. The big change I plan to make immediately upon my ascension is to leave the weak United Federation of Allied Nations. My father voided an alliance pact with your nation due to UFAN pressure. A large amount of the Aurum Doman population is loyal to UFAN but the numbers have been decreasing in recent years due to the loss of the Protectorate of Zaynah which was administered by my nation and the nation of Wagdog, a fellow UFAN member. When I pull out of UFAN I expect some citizens to be angry, possibly even angry enough to attempt to overthrow me. so what say you great Caeser? Will you pledge your support to me?"

Maximus' facial expression didn't change. While he did not show it, Samantha's use of Doomani Latin rather than a translator had certainly made a positive impression. Glancing at the Imperator, Consul Cato replied to Oron,

"Yes, that is all well and good, but what precisely do you offer us in return for assuring that your new regime is...secure?"

Briefing Room Two, Lords House, Vetakan Security & Intelligence Service General Headquarters, New Theeb, Vetaka, Continentia:

Lords House sat proudly on the north side of the Innocence River that flowed through the centre of Vetaka's capital city of New Theeb. It was some 9 kilometres inland and was a substantial distance from the old city where the majority of Vetaka's main government buildings were located. It was 32 Floors in height and had been designed to withstand everything from Car Bombs to Plane Bombs. To the untrained eye it looked like many of the cities affluent executive buildings however to the security expert their where striking characteristics such as the reinforced perimeter fence complete with CCTV and Sentry Guards.

Whilst the building had 32 above ground floors it had some 9 below ground floors and it was on one of these floors that 3 men sat in the rather darkened and quiet Briefing Room 2 strangely two suited men stood at the entrance ensuring the rooms occupants where not disturbed. Within the darkened room sat at a rather large varnished oak table 3 man sat deep in conversation a very expensive Sony Vario Top of the Range Laptop was open and sporting a VSIS Icon Screen saver one of the men was in a casual black suit he is was David Peeler Directive Head of VSIS Hostile Political Intelligence Unit codenamed (Omega Intel), the second man wore the Operational Uniform of a Supreme Operational Commander he was Jack O'Neil and the Third Man wore a casual grayish suit he was Lee Preston Head of VSIS Continentian Intelligence Unit Codenamed (Charlie Intelligence). As the conversation died Dave handed his two colleagues Red Files marked "Omega Intelligence Classified" they broke the seals and began to read its contents at the same time Dave hit a button on the Laptop and the Screen-saver changed to show a picture of a very attractive women a few seconds of silence had fallen yet it was broken by VDF Supreme Operational Commander Jack O'Neil whom calmly asked:

"Erm... Yeah....... Why am I reading a supposed Classified Intelligence File on a women whom is daughter to a man whom commands one of our greatest Allies. An Ally whom shares a border with us?"

O'Neil was infamous for his very relaxed view of his work he had been promoted to the highest rank of the Vetakan Defence Force for the main reason he rarely got stressed which was the opposite of his Job Share Colleague of Jonathon Stone. Dave smiled and spoke:

"Samantha Oron. Daughter to Samuel Oron, High General of Aurum Domus and as of this morning Top Target on Omega Intel's Watchlist"

Dave let his words register with the highest ranking officer of the Vetakan Military before hitting a second button which changed the screen to show a clearly zoomed in picture of Samantha Oron boarding a plane:

"Samantha Oron boarding a Plane that left Aurum Domus a day ago or so. OBSAT Spy Sats & Bagnall Air Tracking tracked the aircraft out of Continentia to Haven where a Vanguard Submarine tracked it landing somewhere within Doomingsland. We believe it landed at the Capitals Airport but we cannot be sure."

Dave again let his words register and was about to speak when O'Neils casual voice pipped up:

"So you reckon she is playing away?"

It was then that the largely silent Lee Preston spoke:

"We believe so, my contacts in Aurum report whispers in ADIA that she is gathering herself to take over when her daddy pops his clogs. With Doomani Support she would unstoppable"

"Erm No. The Doomani are Powerful Yes, But we wouldn't just let the Doomani to stumble here to put some spoilt child in charge" retorted O'Neil

"But its the Doomani?" replied Preston Dryly

"Granted. But we can hold our own. Now Enough, Peeler ill speak with Stone and Pearce and get back to you. For now don't do anything stupid just keep an eye on her" ordered O'Neil as he rose to his feet and made his way to the door.

Opening it he turned and spoke:

"Take the Rest of the Day Off"

With that he smiled and left the two Intelligence Agents to continue speaking.

"The rewards for supporting my new government are great. You will have a loyal ally that will fight for you when you are unable to do so yourself. You will have bases in Continentia where you can keep an eye on any enemies. Your economy will also benefit, you will be able to open full trade and expand your markets into Aurum Domus without UFAN interference. On that note, you will also gain intelligence that we currently share with UFAN nations, I'm sure intel from Vetaka or Wagdog would be valuable to Doomingsland, you would certainly be able to root out any spies here in this great nation. These are just some of the benefits you would receive from supporting my new regime. Now I ask you again great Caeser, will you support my new regime?"

Maximus produced a cigar from a golden box on the table beside a dossier. Placing it up to his lips, a guard instantly had a lighter up to it. As he began to puff away, Maximus finally spoke,

"What is it precisely that you need from us?"

Samantha was getting increasingly annoyed with the continued questioning though she didn't show it.

"Well first off, when I become High General I will withdraw from UFAN as I said before. I will also state my intentions to reopen the previous alliance my father held with you but with other terms added on. I foresee that many nations will condemn my government as rogue and my nation as a new enemy. In the beginning I will only need you to accept the new alliance and recognize my government as legitimate. If armed rebellion crops up, which I'm sure it will, I will need your help in crushing the rebellion. You seemed to do a great job in Kahanistan years back though I'm not sure your famous Exterminatus will be necessary. I do not seek to destroy my people only to bring them under my firm rule.

There is another thing however. It is not just me that will be vying for the position of High General and to make sure I win I need several undesirables taken care of by people who have no connection to me. Undesirable number one is my younger brother Scott who seeks the position for himself though he has never admitted it publicly. For the others I can provide you with a list, it contains six individuals that will not pledge their loyalty to me. Making their deaths look like accidents would be beneficial but making them simply disappear would work just as well."

Maximus nodded.

"That we can do. Have your people send my people a list of precisely what you need and it will be taken care of."

Samantha nodded, "That can easily be arranged, pleasure doing business with you Caeser." And with that she reached out to shake the Imperators hand. The final wheel was now in motion, nothing could stop her from becoming the new High General. Nothing except the fact that her brother was suspicious and his suspicions would be confirmed three weeks from now in Vetaka. With any luck his assasination would fail and Samantha would find herself facing the one person she feared.