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Paris, France

1800 hours MST

August 10th, 2020 a.t.b.

Paris; the city of love. France, considered (by the French) to be Europe's cultural epicenter. The first European nation to be conquered by the invading Britannian army during the reign of Charles zi Britannia and the last European nation to be freed from Britannia's control.

Following the creation of the United Federation of Nations and the Emperor Lelouch vi Britannia's apparent demise, France had become a cultural hotspot and a must-visit location for tourists in the European continent. Since the threat of invasion by a superpower like Britannia no longer existed France joined the United Federation of Nations. The French military dismantled peacefully and handed military operations over to the Black Knights.

This was after Britannia, now under the leadership of Nunnally, Schneizel, and a de-Geassed Odysseus released France from its control. But to get access to the European continent, the Black Knights had to negotiate with Germany, the Euro Universe's military powerhouse. The German military command was the group responsible for the strategy that resulted in the near-defeat of Prince Schneizel's amphibious invasion. Along with the military of the British Isles, the Germans denied the Black Knights access to Europe. The end result was that the Black Knights allowed the E.U. military the exclusive right to defend the European continent. However, the former Princess Cornelia and her second in command Gilbert G.P. Guilford would be overseeing the E.U. military in the U.F.N. member countries.

The E.U. military, the Germans in particular, didn't exactly enjoy the thought of being subordinate to another group, but it approved the plan.

But in France, the German military only stationed a single squad of Panzerfausts (Sutherland frames converted extensively by the Germans) Knightmare Frames, a company of Panzer-Hummels, and two battalions of old Britannian Knight Police frames. Contrary to the narcissistic belief of the French populace, France had no strategic value to it. In the view of most of the world, it was an obstacle blocking access to Sakuradite-rich countries in the EU. But with Lelouch the Demon gone, who was going to attack Europe, let alone France?

This assumption would cost the French dearly.

Location Unknown

"This is Colonel Morrighan Agrona. The 1st Red Knight battalion is ready for deployment. Can we start the fireworks Tòmachan?" asked a voluptuous female voice over the earpiece communication system. The hint of an Irish accent could be heard in her speech.

"That's Krieg Kommandeur Tàmhas Wotan to you, Morri," Replied Tamhas Wotan in a tone of muted-amusement. The 6'1" Scots-German male shifted his weight in his command chair as his eyes examined the chessboard in front of him behind a pair of large black aviator sunglasses. "Give me an inventory of the battlion's forces." He said coolly as he picked up the white pawn that sat in front of the king from the chessboard. He began tossing the pawn in the air and catching it as he waited for Morrighan's answer as he ran his other hand through his messy black hair, which was a stark contrast from his nearly albino skin.

"Let's see…" Morrighan voice said over the comm. "One comany of Piranha light frames-"

"BattleMechs," Tàmhas corrected his subordinate as he snatched the white pawn out of the air, "Melor wants us to call them BattleMechs, or just Mechs. Not 'frames'. You know how he is when he gets angry." He set the pawn on the chessboard one square out from the main line in front of the King. He moved a red piece on the other side of the board and picked up one of the white bishops. "Please continue Morrighan."

"Right." Morrighan replied coldly. Her voice sounded a little irritated at being interrupted. "For long-range support, we've got a lance of Puma Light Mechs each armed with a pair Gemings's particle projector cannons. The EU won't know what hit them!"

"Uh-huh," Tàmhas grunted as he put the bishop down and moved each side three more times before he picked the white queen up and started absent-mindedly twirling it in his right hand. "Having powerful long-range weapons like that would be nice Morrighan if you were fighting the German military on an open field. The platoon will be engaged in an urban combat scenario. I trust you planned accordingly?"

"Of course!" Morrighan replied so cheerfully that Tàmhas could practically hear her smiling. "I have a lance of Firefly mechs for recon purposes, a lance of Duan Gung Mechs for fire support to back up the Pumas. The 1st's main force is a company of Firestarter Mechs. I just hope none of the pilots are pyromaniacs! It'd be a shame if they decided they wanted to see how a Firestarter looked on fire! Hehehe!" She paused for a moment and sighed before she added, "We've got two lances of UrbanMechs as well. Don't know why we're only using-"

"I'm curious Morri," said Tàmhas as he cut off Morrighan before she went on a rant about 'how Research & Development wastes too many resources to create so many light Mechs'. He stopped twirling the queen piece as he continued, "Since you're so enthusiastic about the operation, I assume your leading it personally. Will you and your command team be using light Mechs like the troops under your command?"

"Haha!" Morrighan's laugh was just what Tàmhas expected from his subordinate. "I'd rather be stuck in a totaled Ganymede Knightmare than caught dead in something like a Firestarter or UrbanMech! The same goes for Major Irmalinda and Warrant Officer Idunn."

"That certainly sounds like Madde," Tàmhas pointed out as he placed the white queen diagonally behind one of the white bishops. Then he castled the red king on the chessboard behind a wall of three pawns in the far right corner of the board. "So Morrighan, what Mechs are you three COs piloting?"

"That would be telling Tòmachan!" Morrighan teased playfully. "Even though you'll know what were piloting when the op begins. Let's just say that the commanders in the German military would have to be stupid to try and take our mechs on in single combat."

"Morri, I will say this before Bindy and Madde tell you at the start of the operation: Don't underestimate the leaders of the German military," Tàmhas warned as he reached up and adjusted his aviator sunglasses, "They're not your average military commanders."

"Eh, I'm still not worried," Morrighan's voice replied cheerfully, "I'll see you back on the Krieg Chessboard when the op's over." With that, the voice-only comm shut off.

Tamhas chuckled as he took the white bishop in front of the white queen and captured the far-right pawn in the little wall of pawns he'd castled the red king behind. Now that illusion of safety was gone. A smirk formed on his face as he declared to no one in particular, "And now I call…"

Somewhere in rural Japan, Zen Buddhist Temple

0800 hours MST

"…Check," Said a familiar voice as the owner captured the far left white pawn from a three pawn wall formation of the white king's pawn-rook defense with a black bishop. The voice belonged to an adolescent male in his late teens. He had shoulder-length blond hair, lavender eyes, and unusually pale skin that was a stark contrast from the dark purple robes of the Zen Buddhist monk that the male had been borrowing for the past year.

The boy looked calmly over at his opponent, the head monk of the Buddhist temple, who was currently rubbing his chin in thought. A small smile crossed the boy's face as he went over the moves in which the monk could make, and they all pointed toward the boy's victory.

Finally the head monk touched the white King and tipped it over. "You win again Lou-san." The monk said as he clasped his hands together respectfully bowed his head. Lou returned the gesture the moment the monk had finished. "You have the potential of chess grandmaster Lou-san. You should not be here in this temple; you should be challenging the great chess players of the world."

"I'm not cut out to be a celebrity," Lou replied as a genuine smile appeared on his face, "I'm too camera shy." He turned his head toward the doorway as a lower ranking monk burst inside.

"Master Nara!" The monk shouted. He doubled over, gasping for breath before he continued, "Something terrible just happened! You have to get to the TV room fast!"

By the time Master Nara had gotten up from his cross-legged position Lou had already stumbled out the doorway and was halfway down the hall.

Lou fell headfirst through the doorway of the TV room. He slowly got to his feet and dusted himself off as he spotted a girl with long bright green hair and dressed in strange white clothing sitting on her knees in front of the massive plasma screen TV, cradling a child-sized Cheese-kun plushie. She sat in front of all of the temple's monks, who were too preoccupied waiting for the news report to notice Lou's less-than-graceful entrance. Lou ignored her for the time being as he took a seat in the back of the room as the news came back on. Lou smiled as the familiar face of Milly Ashford appeared on the screen.

"This is Milly Ashford of KT Television with breaking news."

"The city of Paris, capitol of United Federation of Nations member France, is currently under attack by an unknown enemy. We don't have any visual images of the enemy forces, but sources from inside Paris say that this enemy is using highly advanced technology. Sources within the German military stationed in France say that the enemy intends to raze the city building by building and will stop at nothing until Paris has been completely annihilated. We'll keep you updated on this story as it develops."

Authors note: For everyone who's not familiar with all the BattleTech content, google BattleTech wiki if you're interested in what particular Mechs I'm talking about.