NationStates Jolt Archive

Lynion suddenly came alive just five minutes ago. It was only an hour ago that Free Imperial Fungi became a state of Lynion. However, that wasn't the case of the situation.

Lynx Island

Queen Kryxtal and Queen Rebecca came over to the medic's as they were granted one last looks at their husband's. Rebecca pulled back the covers over her dead husband Xiahou as she stroked his hair. The marbel hallways were filled with crying as the sons came through to their mothers.

Taishi Ci and Michael walked over to their mothers and looked at their fathers. Kryxtal took Taishi Ci into her arms as he looked upon his dead father's body, Ranakin, while a cold breeze went through the chambers. The trolley's sat quietly in the room as the Imperial Guardians escorted Vamp into the room.

"I'm sorry," cried Vamp as Taishi Ci cried into him.

"I can't believe their dead," wept Rebecca. "Those bastards deserve nothing but pain,"

"Grandfather, who will run the kingdom?" asked Taishi Ci with glassy eyes.

Vamp looked around as the Imperial Guardians bowed before him. He turned back to his great great granddaughters and his grandsons (great great great grandsons) as he came over to the bodies.

"Ohh boys," cried Vamp as the wives looked at him. "I've seen this before and now again. This time, I won't let down the family name,"

TO: World Nations and Allies
FROM: Vamperial Kingdom of Lynion, King Vamp

I'm sorry to say this but I'm sending you this telegram because as of today, High King Ranakin and King Xiahou were assassinated by Fungi Assassin's. This hasn't being taken lightly. Our forces have gathered already but I don't ask any nation to come to fight with us. I asked nations, allies and friends to be invited to the funeral and the burning of the two kings and the crowning of myself to king until Prince Taishi Ci and Prince Michael have reached the age of 20. Please come and give your last thoughts and comments to our dead kings of Lynion.

On behalf of the people of Salzland, we wish to offer our condolences on your losses today. I accept your invitation to attend the funeral services for your departed kings, and Salzland freely offers any assistance that may be provided in the days ahead.

May God watch over you in these trying times.

Signed,

William Phillips, President of Salzland

To: The Government of Lynion.
From: Ursavian Ministrey of War.

We feel like we owe you for both your current aid with the Fungi in our own borders and the fact taht you aren't simply falling back as other countries might. Thus we have sent a newly formed team of special forces to act as personal guards to your new royal family and the queens.


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"Sir, you're not allowed in here!" A voice could be heard of a young kitchen staff member who had happened to be in the wrong hall at the wrong time.

"Piss off stuffed-shirt!" A voice tinted with Russian called out angrily.

Approximately five minutes later ten men dressed in B-grade military uniforms came marching down the from end of the room to the other in complete lock-step. They seemed more pissed off then wary trespassing in mansion that was packed with Lynions who could easily swarm and outnumber them in seconds. The lead man, Senior Head Sergeant Vincze Thury, gave a crisp and prompt salute to the people before him.

"Senior Head Sergeant Vincze Thury of the Ursavian Special Forces division." Senior Head Sergeant Vincze bolted off, standing perfectly still.

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We wish to extend Our sympathies to Queen Kryxtal and Queen Rebecca over the assassination of their husbands, and to the people of Lynion, who have been robbed of their High King.

It is indeed a sad day when those Princes that the Lord Our God hath raised onto His thrones are no longer safe from rebels and vagabonds.

We shall be sending Our brother, His Imperial Highness, Meredydd, Duke of Aberaeron, to attend the funeral of Their Majesties.

Again, We express Our sadness and disappointment that two of God's annointed have been so callously slain.

Aerona

Her Most Catholic Majesty, Aerona, By the Grace of God, Princess of Snowdon, Grand Duchess of Powys, Apostolic Queen of Gwynedd, Lady of Ireland and the Isles, First Marshal of the March, Heiress of New Denmark, Empress of the Welsh, Defender of the Faith

"How did you get in here?" snapped the figure as it came forward as Imperial Guardians entered the chamber. "I can see your part of Ursavian Spec. Ops but do you realise what you just did? Ohh and my name is Aerial Admiral Lee,"

Assassin's and Imperial Guardians came into the room with rifle's aimed at the suspects. They were wondering if they were reporters or simply friendly Spec Ops. It was at this time a small creature entered the room. It was a small minator with a message.

"It's for Vamp and its from the Free Imperial Fungi Republic," said Lee as he handed it to a runner.

TO: President of Salzland, William Phillips
FROM: Vamperial Kingdom of Lynion, King Vamp

We thank you for your offers but we don't require anything at this moment. You can come when your ready as most prepations are ready. The kings body will be burnt like the kings of the old and their ashes will be spread throughout Lynion.

TO: Queen Aerona
FROM: Vamperial Kingdom of Lynion, King Vamp

We thank you for your sympathy and your telegram was given to the Queen's and their sons. They send their regards and thank you for everything you have done. The Duke of Aberaeron is welcomed to Lynion and can begin his arrival when he's ready. I'm sorry for the lack of words but I must deal with other things.

TO: King Vamp, Vamperial Kingdom of Lynion
FROM: President William Phillips, Salzland

Your Highness,

I anticipate my arrival in your great nation in approximately five hours. Thank you very much for your prompt reply, and once again, I extend my personal condolences.

Signed,

William Phillips
President of Salzland

TO: President William Phillips, Salzland
FROM: Vamperial Kingdom of Lynion, King Vamp

We thank you for coming to us and we ask that your plane be directed to Lynx Island once you come into Lynion airspace. I'm sorry for the lack of words but I've being busy with dealing a kingdom in a crisis.

Senior Head Sergeant Vincze Thury dropped his salute and looked back the guards pointing their rifles at he and the nine other soldiers. He then looked back to Vamp and the two queens, keeping his stern military stature and face while he spoke.

"They've already been brave enough to assassinate these two kings don't think they'll stop at that. We were sent as bodyguards until this threat is over as a payment from the Ursavian government and we're the best payment you'll recieve." Senior Head Sergeant Vincze said, bolting it all off in the same manner as before.

The Imperial Guardians and Assassin's lowered their rifles a little as some returned to their posts. During this time, sentry droids had taken posts around the palace making it more difficult to get inside.

"Thank you Sergeant but the palace is swarming with guards at the moment. It would be wise if you speak with Vamperial Guardian Mavax. He's the Commander of the Imperial Guardians in the palace. Droid 367, take these Spec Ops and go to Mavax. One thing soldier, what's the payment your talking about?" finished Vamp.

Senior Head Sergeant Vincze Thury looked back to one of the other soldiers who set down a silver case which he set on the ground and kicked over to Vamp, the case stopping it's slide right in front of him. In it was approximately eight-hundred thousand dollars and a contract that states the ten men would act as personal body guards to the two queens and Vamp until the Fungi threat was under control.

Vamp closed the briefcase as he took out the briefcase. An Assassin along with a droid with spider legs and two machine guns joined the Spec Ops.

"This way, Mavax is expecting you," said the Assassin.

The group walked through the hallways as they passed by pictures of dead kings and queens. Among them was King Marcus and his wife. They passed through four Imperial Guardians before reaching Mavax who was looking at a plan of the palace.

"Setup a handful of snipers and one in the tower. Have all freighters coming in closed off until further notice," started Mavax before looking up. "Ahh, you must be the Spec Ops I was expecting. Now, we understand there's a contract involved somehow but you must realise you won't be protecting the queens and Vamp all the time? The real threat would be around the boys. Taishi Ci, Ranakin's son, and Micheal whose Xiahou's son," briefed Mavax.

"Of course, we're slated to protect all members of the royal family." Senior Head Sergeant Vincze Thury said, looking at the man.

He then looked to the machinegun-toting spider machine standing a rather uncomfortably close distance from him. He looked up at the thing's monitor and decided to not only check it's language filters but also see if it would understand slang-terms and insults.

"Tin-head, mind stepping away a tad?" He asked in Russian.

He then looked to Mavax as he spoke again.

"So, what do we do right now?" Vincze asked, stuffing one of his hands in his pockets.

The Droid rolled into defensive position as it aimed towards the sergeant.

"Hello Russian," replied the droid. "I perfer if you called me 367 because I'll be your guide while you're here,"

Mavax looked at the droid standing 5 foot 6 in defensive position as it moved backwards with its two machine guns against its arms.

"Don't piss it off too much or it fires," lied Mavax as a joke. "In the mean time, I've assigned you with Taishi Ci and Michael. They're expecting their girlfriends to come around soon as well as Matthew King their friend. Just keep your distance and make sure they stay on Lynx Island. The only other place they're allowed to go is the King Estate on Lynhavac but that won't be easy to do," finished Mavax. "They'll be out the back the boys and don't get too far from their sight,"

"Well then, it'll probably cap me in the skull." Senior Head Sergeant Vincze said as he looked at the shorte machine.

Then as Mavax told him what they would need to do and he nodded in acknowledgement. He and the others stepped outside, two of them carrying sportsbags, and minutes later came back wearing Dragonskin vests, white berets, and were all carrying Steyrs in the submachine gun variant. They looked to each other and applied their throat-mikes. After that Vincze looked up at Mavax.

"Alright, we're ready." Senior Head Sergeant Vincze said, standing in the 'at-ease' position.

To: Queen Krystal and Queen Rebecca of the Kingdom of Lynion
From: Empress Anastasia the Second of the Ixanian Empire

It has come to our attention that you have lost your beloved husbands and that Lynion has lost its High King due to the actions of treacherous men. I, alongside the entirety of the Ixanian Empire, offer you sincerest condolences in the wake of this horrid tragedy and pray that you both shall find inner peace and the courage to live your lives despite what else may come to you. It is saddening to lose loved ones and this is a universal fact but it need not consume our lives. Ranakin was a good friend of the Ixanian nation and never ceased to maintain friendly ties between our two nations. I would hope that your next leader is able to take the reins of power and lead Lynion into brighter days. I doubt that I will be able to attend the funeral so someone else will have to be sent but know that my thoughts and prayers are with you, Your Majesties, and your entire families. Safety and peace be with you both and your families.

Sincerely,
Anastasia II,
Empress of Ixania,
Etc.

OOC: Zora will also offer condolences to the Royal Family of Lynion.

"Droid 367, take these guys out to the back and show them to the boys. 367, droid 132 and 45 will be joining you. Scan the area and if any sign of trouble, report in, identdify and remove threat," ordered Mavax.

"Copy that sir," replied 367. "Come on thick heads,"

"That means them," said another droid in a ball formation.

367 went into a ball formation and rolled into the hallway.

"We better get to the boys before something happens," said Droid 45 as it appeared in a ball formation.

The three droids rolled through the hallways as the Imperial Guardians and Assassin's were escorting two high ranking figure's into the main chamber where Vamp was trying to keep Lynion moving. They past through another set of hallways until they came to a door. 132 came forward and raised a third arm and unlocked the door before opening it again.

They entered the backyard as they past two Imperial Guardians before seeing the boys hanging around. Droid 45 and 132 went into battle formation as 367 rolled towards the boys and open up.

"Master Taishi Ci, Master Michael," started 367. "These are your protector's. Has Master Matthew and Commander Jaxson come yet?"

"Yes 367," replied Michael as Jaxson and Matthew appeared.

Jaxson was an icy coloured and see through just a normal spirit would be. He looked around as he went over to the Spec Ops.

"You must be the men we were expecting," said Jaxson in a deathly tone.


TO: Empress Anastasia the Second of the Ixanian Empire
FROM: Queen Rebecca and Queen Kryxtal, Vamperial Kingdom of Lynion

We thank you for your telegram. We understand if you can't come and a spot has being made for the person coming to Lynion. Could you please say who it is you'll be sending so we can make reservations for him/her? Thank you.


OOC: Zora can come if you wish.

"Yeah, we were." Senior Head Sergeant Vincze Thury said, looking down at the small person.

"So when do your friends get here; I need to know when you'll start sucking each others' faces and trading spit so I can lock you in a room and look away." Senior Head Sergeant Vincze said sarcastically, drawing chuckles from several of his men.

They all kept their resting positions and waited to see what would happen.

Jaxson towered over the Spec Ops as Matthew joined Taishi Ci and Michael.

"The girls will come later," hissed Jaxson before sniffing the air. "Wait, something isn't right,"

Jaxson pulled out his longsword as the droids circled around the boys. Droid 367 and 45 aimed in the same direction and started firing. They traced to the right with the machine guns still blazing as smoke rose from an object.

"Minator's!" shouted Jaxson.

Two minator's suddenly appeared roaring over the Spec Ops as the droids contiune firing. Bullets pieced through the Minator's skin as they lept forward. 132 went in front of the boys as Jaxson stabbed one through the heart. The minator's laid dead as the droids took up defensive positions.

"367 to Mavax," started 367 into its radio. "Minator's attempted another shot at the boys,"

As the group moved into defensive positon a minator appeared and took Matthew King.

"Haha!" it laughed. "Don't try anything or the boy gets it,"

"Err, that isn't a wise move minator," said Jaxson.

From: Empress Anastasia II of the Ixanian Empire
To: Queen Krystal and Queen Rebecca of the Kingdom of Lynion

We shall send Foreign Minister Ivan Rucinsky but if he is unable to attend then Svetlana Sturmer shall attend the funeral in his place. We hope that you both can move on from this tragedy.

Signed,
Anastasia II

OOC: I think she could go to the funeral. She could be invited or something. Also, please tell me if the funeral will be attacked or not so I know. Thanks.

OOC: No attacks will be made. The assassin's will die shortly. you can make your approach and Imperial Fungi are the friendly Fungi. It was Rouge Fungi that assassinated the kings not Imperial Fungi so don't get them confuse.

TO: Empress Anastasia II of the Ixanian Empire
FROM: Queen Krystal and Queen Rebecca, Vamperial Kingdom of Lynion

We thnk you. You can arrive when your ready but excuse the increase of security. There's being another attempt on our sons lives. We can only hope that Vamp can deal with the Rouge Fungi.

TO: Vamperial Kingdom of Lynion, King Vamp
FROM: Imperial Fungi, Master Minator Fungi

We are sorry to hear the deaths of your grandsons. We send our regards and I'll be coming to the funeral and the crowning of King Vamp. I wish to extend my thanks for bringing us into your kingdom as being a state. We will dispatch allied troops to the Fungi Conflict and we will bring them down once and for all.

"One thing you forgot about hostage-taking minoutar..." Senior Head Sergeant Vinze said as he took aim "...you left your head undefended." He added with a grim note of finality.

With that, all ten Steyr SMGs opened fire with incindiary rounds in to the minoutar's face. It was at near point-blank range and it was from ten sources. The chances of dodging, blocking, or even basic survival was somwhere between slim and nil. Sure it was dangerous to open fire with him holding the boy but they had discovered the Fungi weakness in their own home-land.

Matthew felt the minator fall backwards as hit after hit landed in the Minator's head. He tried to get out of the grip but it was like trying to shoot a straw in mid air. His eyes darted around as he felt the smooth air with his feet and then he fell. His eyes were focused upwards as he started the 1 kilometre frop from the cliff face. The minator let go of him as he pushed himself away from the corpose. His mind raced as he felt himself being pulled away as claws took hold of his body.

'A friendly Hawk,' thought Matt to himself as he was lifted through the air.

"Nice spot of trouble you gotten yourself into," said the creature as it landed on the cliff tops and let go of Matthew.

The droids took up formation as they scanned the creature.

"Creature: Fungi Hawk," 367 started. "It is not hostlie. Pull back,"

The three droids turned around to face the Spec Ops as they aimed their machine guns at standard level. Their eyes looked around as Jaxson pulled out his sword and covered the teenagers.

"If I was a Rouge Fungi I would've let your man die," the hawk said.

The Ursavian soldiers moved forward quickly with their guns pointed up, away from anything or anybody as they approached Matthew. Senior Head Sergeant Vincze happened to be closest and grabbed the boy by the front of his collar. He pulled him up and moved him away from the cliff-face. He paid the 'friendly' Fungi-Hawk no mind as he held his gun with one hand and scanned the area the minoutars had come from. When he was satisfied he finally let go of Matthew's collar.

The hawk looked around as it jumped onto the ground. It lowered its head down as its eyes darted around until it saw a figure appeared. The figure came forward as it turned to the Hawk.

"I presume Master Lancaster Fungi has arrived," asked the figure.

"Of course Admiral Lee. He'll be attending the burning of the kings," replied the Hawk.

"That's good to hear," replied Lee as he came over to Matthew and took him aside. "Now, go back to Lynscert and inform the Fungi Master he's expected at Lynx Island tomorrow,"

The hawk nodded as it turned to the Spec Ops.

"Hey buddy, get your hands off the kid." Senior Head Sergeant Vincze said as he approached in lock-step.

He pulled Matthew away from Lee and glared at the man before several of the other soldiers proceeded to back the kid away from everybody save for his brother. Vincze glared at the man who had taken Matthew aside without even telling him who the hell he was.

"Until I get direct orders from Marvax or the current king..." Vincze looked back at his squad around the two young boys "...nobody touches the kids." Vincze stated with the same finality as before.

"Incoming transmission," said 367 as it showed a holographic picture of Mavax.

"Spec Ops, there's a man by the name of Lee King coming down to check out the situation with another attempted assassination. He's Matthew's brother so don't worry about it. Give him the intel and he'll report back," said the holographic Mavax before vanishing again.

Lee looked at the Spec Ops as the hawk watched them for a moment. Its eyes darted around as it pecked the ground for a moment before turning its head to face the skies. It turned around and flapped its wings as it went back to Lynscert Island.

Vincze glared at 367 for a moment.

"How convinient." He muttered a little to himself.

After that he stepped aside so Lee could get to the boys without needing to go through the large mass of Special Forces soldiers in order to do so. He then looked around the yard for a moment.

"Are your two girls going to get here any time soon?" Vincze asked impatiently as he continued to scan the area.

Jaxson suddenly vanished into Matthew's thoart as Lee came over to the dead minator's. He looked around at the body and loosened a small device that they used for cloaking.

"Hmmm," muttered Lee to himself. "Interesting seems like our friends have something big in mind,"

"They're not coming until later today," replied Taishi Ci as Lee stood up.

"Sarge, what did you expected when you were given this mission and why did you glare at 367?" asked Lee as he looked at the device.

"Why'd I glare at 'tin-head'?" Vincze asked, looking up at Lee "Because he's a robot and not a sentient being so he doesn't have real feelings." Vincze said, keeping his relaxed position.

Behind him, two of the soldiers could be heard grumbling about not getting home in time to vote and how that got them slightly irritated but soon it died down and they all simply stood there, waiting to see what would happen next.

"Dumb ass," muttered 367 to Vincze as it back away from him.

"So you call a sentient being, something that doesn't have emotions then? Then what does that make you?" asked Lee before he heard the grumbling of the Spec Ops. "And you're men are gumbling about not being at home?"

He watched them for a moment as a Hawk appeared on the cliff face.

"No, sentient beings are ones that have real emotions, non-sentient beings like Tin-Head don't." Vincze said, gesturing to 367.

"Also, to answer your question it makes me sentient because I have emotions...mainly hate and dislike." Vincze said sarcastically.

Then, when Lee looked to the two soldiers and sounded like he was getting on them for wanting to be home. One of the two soldiers looked up, taking off his white beret to wipe some swear forming near his hairline as he spoke.

"Yeah, you got a problem with us wanting to be at the booths?" The soldier asked accusingly.

"That's fair enough," replied Lee to both comments. "We might still have communications opened to Ursava. If we do, we can allow you to do your voting. I know it wouldn't be real but it'll pass the time for some of your men and your nation should get the votes,"

367 looked at Vincze as it allowed the remarks to pass by him. It wasn't sure how to respond but it did have a few things in its mind. It looked around as it scanned the people around and their emotions before going back to its duty.

"In the mean time," started Lee again as the hawk peeked the ground. "I suggest we give some of your men some different tasks. Does anyone want to go to Lynscert Island for escort duty? The boys are going to be transported there for better protection. We also need two Ops with the queens and a few with Vamp the remaining of you will do the voting and then...we'll figure out the next part," finished Lee.

"As long as you don't have us protecting somebody besides the royal family." Vincze said.

He leaned against a tree and let his Steyr hang by it's strap while he fished inside his web gear for several moments. After a few seconds of searching he came up with a packet of cigarettes and pulled one from the pack. He found his lighter and in moments he was casually smoking a cigarette, waiting to see what would happen next.

"Awww," smiled Lee. "You want me to take pity on you? Because I don't,"

Lee went over to the Hawk as he turned to Vincze as he watched him smoke for a moment.

"I want you to take Matthew, Taishi Ci and Michael to Lynscert Island as well as 367 and 45. From there you'll be asked to escort Master Fungi to Lynx Island just to make sure nothing goes wrong. If I hear you making any trouble, we can give you a worse job. We only need four men to do this one. The other four will be stationed around the palace," finished Lee. "Oh the Blackhawks are around the corner," said Lee pointing to the corner of the palace where the rotor blades of a chopper could be heard.

"Oh, um, Admiral...no you can't. We were only sent to guard the royal family. No Fungi, no serveants, no soldiers, not Marvax. Only the kids, the Queen, and Vamp. When their girls come along we'll obviously need to escort them but if you try and make us escort someone else we'll simply leave." Vincze said, still smoking his cigarette.

While he did this, he wondered what the hell Lee's comment had meant. He had just said that as long as Lee didn't try and use him out of the context he was sent in, he'd be fine with it.

"Gosh," muttered Lee to himself. "Let me re-phase that. The Fungi Master trust the Royal Family only. It's a bit touchy about outsiders....no offense meant for you. But, we feel if we can get him here, we can avoid another assassination attempt,"

"Master Lee is right," supported 367. "It's hard to understand but the Fungi Master only trusts the Royal Family especially the children,"

"Or you can walk right in to another attempt Lee. He may say he supports you but it could be a ruse. I doubt that a portion of the Fungi would just suddenly turn in to some of the "good" guys." Vincze said, looking from Lee to 367.

"So if we go we're going locked, cocked, and ready to burn." Vincze said forebodingly.

He then took another drag on his cigarette and waited for a response. The nine others nodded in agreement with what he had said.

"That is the orders," replied 367. "If the Fungi Master tries anything we have orders to kill it,"

"I didn't make that decision," said Lee. "As the story goes, Ranakin and Xiahou knew Master Fungi before they were killed. They argeed and Imperial Fungi became a state in Lynion. However, we've noticed that the ones from Imperial Australia are different from these ones. But don't take that gently," finished Lee.

"Copy that sir," replied 367 as he lead the squad and the boys away.

They climbed into the choppers as 367 and four of the Spec Ops including Taishi Ci and Michael. 367 looked at the Spec Ops for a moment.

"Do you think there's good in evil?" asked 367.

"Nope..." Vincze pulled back the bolt of his Steyr "...not in the slightest because 'good' is only a matter of perspective." Vincze said, leaning back in his seat.

He looked out the door of the Blackhawk as they flew.

OOC: When will the funeral begin?

OOC: When I get back from school. Once the Master Fungi is on Lynx, everyone needs to RPing they're landing/coming.

IC:

As the chopper landed for a short time 367, rolled out with Taishi Ci as they found the Fungi Master nearby. The Master was in a dark cloak and had being waiting for them.

"Come on sir," started 367. "The funeral will be starting soon,"

The trio boarded the chopper as they lifted off again. 367 stood at the enterance to the pilots as the Master Fungi removed its hood to show a Human mutated instead of a minator. It looked around at the Spec Ops before noticing Michael was being protected.

Lynx Island

King Vamp looked around as he sat quietly in his study. He was going through the eulogy of King Ranakin and King Xiahou. He sat back in his chair as he picked up the stories from Lee, Jian, Tzu, Mavax and the Master Fungi. Each story expressed the two characters as if they were right next to him in the room.

'The funeral is soon so this needs to be done,' thought Vamp to himself. 'I can only hope I can live to their reputation,'

He looked at the reports as the burning of the bodies were to be taken when the wind was blowing towards Lynscert Island where the boys were born. It was to be perfectly timed. The people from other countries had started to arrive as Vamp finished the eulogy.

**bump**

"Wheels down," Came the call, as President Phillips sighed. The world seemed to be going through a particularly tough spell, and it seemed like every other week another world leader was passing. So many trusted friends, valued allies, even casual acquaintances had died that it felt like state funerals was becoming his job, instead of leading the Salzland people.

"I suppose it's time to send off two more," Phillips muttered, before banishing the brief depression that gripped him. He had an image to uphold. The exterior door swung open, then it was time to stride down the stairs and meet the grieving Lynion people.

The plane came down gently as Rathma in werewolf form, studied the plane. His eyes darted around as he looked to his companion, Droid Sentry 267. It was like him sort of. Rathma had machicanal legs, arms, chest piece and plating around his back as well as mechinised eyes.

"Do you think these people knew the kings?" asked 267 as it stood 5 foot 11 tall.

"There's alot of things we don't know," replied Rathma as the plane landed. "Not much was recorded about the treaty between us and Imperial Fungi is an example,"

The pair walked forward as Rathma's three toed mechinised feet helped him moved forward. He held his longsword against his side as he checked his pistol in his left hand making sure it was still there. They came over to the plane as military jets flew overhead. The airfield was quiet as little operator's were stationed but yet were on Orange Alert just in case an attack happened.

"Hello President Phillips," started Rathma. "My name is Captain Rathma of the 3rd Elite Assassin Division. This is my companion Droid 267,"

"Welcome sir," replied 267. Its eyes were on the end of its head as it two machine guns replaced its arms with a third arm used to unlock devices/doors. (OOC: Picture a Destoryer droid from Star Wars for sentry droids)

Meanwhile on Lynx Island, King Vamp went outside as he read the euolgy of Ranakin and Xiahou. He hated the job as tears streamed down from his cheeks. His mind gave him flashbacks as he saw in the late 1970's when his son Lanakan, and daughter Esther were assassinated. He had their euolgy with him as he remembered the death of King Macus his grandson. Macus died from illness which could've being an assassination attempt on his life but he looked inside himself as he wondered what would happen to him.

'Who would assassinate me?' thought Vamp to himself. 'Blasted world! They just want to subject us into slavery! At least this will be closed to allies and friends,'

Vamp looked up as the Master Spirit came out of him.

"You did this didn't you?" asked Vamp as he read the papers again.

"I predicted the death of Eliza, the future of the twins (Lanakan and Eliza), the powerful connection that'll be made," it hissed. "I can't kill anyone,"

Vamp looked out to sea as he wondered if he could cope with all this pressure he had on his shoulders.

"Vamperial, this can change," it started as it went into werewolf form. "You now have a powerful kingdom in your hands. You were king before, you lead the forces in repelling the Japanese in 1942 and now you're going to lead Lynion into an age that no-one will forget. You'll be commanding some of the most skilled personnel I'll ever see in this life time and I will make sure no-one will get assassinated," promised the spirit.

"Your right," smiled Vamp. "I need to practice this as the funeral is coming soon,"

**Bump** if people still want to play, the funeral will start in an hour's time.