Hello Everyone, Reader Here. Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been a bit...lazy with updating. Combined with work and school, updates are going to be sporadic. Here's an idea that's been in my head for a while. I'm in a Code Geass mood recently, no idea why but just am. Well that's all I got to say. Hope you all enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN CODE GEASS, IT BELONGS TO ITS RESPECTIVE OWNER.
Chapter 1: Rise Of America
Yorktown, Virginia, General George Washington, Midnight, October 14th, 1783
General George Washington, Head General of the Continental Army, stood on on the battlement walls with a telescope in his hand. He watched as his men stormed over redoubt 9 and 10, bayonets and swords drawn.
The Siege of Yorktown began in September when he trapped Cornwallis and his troops in Yorktown, along with the french navy blockading the port, they had no where to run.
George let off a small smile, watching his work un-fold before him. With this victory, he was sure the British would have to give for peace. The loss of a General and an army of thousands of soldiers would not cripple the British army, but it would be a massive blow to the morale of the British citizens of England, and hopefully would no longer support the war.
Finally, redoubt's 9 and 10 fell, there defenders throwing their arms down and their hand in the air as a sign of surrender.
"Alright Men, begin moving the heavy guns to Redoubts 9 and 10 and continue the bombardment, they shouldn't lass much longer!" he spoke with enthusiasm. The artillerymen let out a cheer and began to limber up the artillery and began the painful process of moving the guns.
Washington stood down from the American battlements and went to his Command tent and took off his garments and laid in his bed.
"I cant wait for this to be over..." he muttered as he drifted into sleep.
300 miles away, Benjamin Franklin, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Benjamin Franklin was a kind and gentle man, a scientist, Politician, writer and lover of women, he was many things.
Though one thing, in his hand, one would think of a word no one thought to describe this man. A traitor.
In his hand he held a letter, from the Duke of Britannia. He had sent Franklin the letter when he was in France trying to rally support for the revolution. If he had stopped trying to gain support for the revolution, he would give Franklin the title of Earl.
"No..." he said. He took the letter and ripped it apart. "Never shall I work for those TYRANTS" he yelled as he threw the scraps into the nearby fireplace. The scraps caught fire and the quickly disintegrated.
Tomorrow he was going to attend another meeting of the Continental Congress. Him, like most members of the Congress were getting anxious with the Siege of Yorktown awaiting the news of the battle. This could mean the end of the war, with the Spanish, The Dutch, France and the possibility of even more European powers possibly joining the war was high. He knew the British, no matter how powerful they were, could not fight so many powers at once.
The old man sighed as he walked over to his bed , sitting down as pulled out one of his favorite things, a very large bottle of whiskey.
"This is going to be one...long...night" he said as he took a swig of the drink.
Yorktown, Virginia, George Washington, October 19th, 1783
The lines between the British and American position grew smaller everyday, and now one of Cornwallis's officers, along with a drummer boy help up a white flag while playing the tune of surrender. If not for needing to keep his appearance, the tall man would be jumping up and down won at the sight of the British surrendering.
The officer was taken behind the lines while blindfolded, and worked out the terms of surrender.
Continental Congress, Philadelphia, Benjamin Franklin
The congress was boring as usual, politicians working out on how to fund the army when a man barged into the room.
"What is the meaning of this?!" yelled one of the delegates.
"I bring news from...Yorktown, General Cornwallis has surrendered...his forces to General Washington!" the message boy breathed out as he gasped for air.
The congress went into full silence. This...it was most possibly over. This long war for independence fro the tyrannical rule of Britain was...over.
"My god..." spoke one member of the congress.
Benjamin let out a small laugh.
While smiling, he said "Its over...this is the final defeat the British cannot recover from" he spoke.
This was a day long remembered by the world, and history was forever changed by the actions of this one man.
President James Monroe, Washington D.C, March 25th, 1825
President James Monroe sat at his desk reading some documents.
Then there was a knock at his door.
"Mr. President!" it was his secretary. "Yes?" the president took off his reading glasses and placed them on the oak wood desk. He opened the door. The secretary was sweating bullets. He looks as if he had been through hell and back.
"Mr. President, you need to see this! he handed yet another document. He walked back to has desk and put on his lasses. He was nervous.
"What in the devil is so important.." he skimmed through the letter. His eyes widened at the report.
Britannia, or what used to be British Empire that the United States had rebelled against, had attacked a town on the border.
The British had lost the battle of Trafalgar, and with that Britain's hope of defeating Napoleon Bonaparte, the emperor of France. A force of 300 hundred thousand french soldiers assaulted the British homeland and took London. The Crown tried to escape but was caught by rebels working along with Napoleon.
Unfortunately, with the help of her knight and the Duke of Brittania, they had escaped to the queen stepped down from the position and the Duke became the king and renamed the British empire to the Britannian empire. Britannia was made up of Canada, South Africa, All of the South-western regions of North America, and the Oregon territory.
Apparently, a massive army of Brittanian soldiers assaulted the fort, now being besieged and requesting reinforcements.
"This is a declaration of war..." he whispered. This was it. This was going to be the first war America will have fought. Hopefully, it will not be the last.
He wrote down a list of orders for his generals and gave it to his secretary.
"Also, get congress together for tomorrow, we must make a formal request to Congress to declare war" he spoke. The secretary nodded and ran out the door.
U.S Capitol Building, The Next Day
Congress was in full session, all Congressmen were there. It was loud with the noise of chatting people. Everyone was wondering what had occurred that would call for such a meeting.
Everyone's attention was brought to the President when he walked up to the podium. Reporters from the various major newspapers were also there.
"Congress, People of America, Today, we have been attacked! Yes, indeed we have been attacked by a foreign power. Blood if the innocent has been spilled! Said power is that same power that our forefathers had fought against to gain our independence. Yes, the empire of what was Britain, now Britannia, has attacked the border between our country and theirs. Today I ask that congress grant me the powers to wage war against this power, the power that seeks to rid ourselves of the freedom that we as Americans had fought to gain" he said, gazing upon the reactions of the Congress.
Many were shocked by this statement. Why would Britannians attack when they had done nothing to provoke attack? That could only mean a couple of things. Most likely what the president stated, a war to invade and take the United States. The initial state of shock changed to anger. Many started to shout at the statement.
After a couple minutes, congress calmed down slightly. They held a vote on either to declare war or not. The vote unanimous, all voting for war.
"I thank you Congress for entrusting me with the power to defeat this foe" he said while getting down from the podium.
"May god help us all..." the president mumbled.
Andrew Jackson, Michigan Territory, Fort Detroit, 2 weeks later
Andrew Jackson stood inside Fort Detroit, a fort built by the French during the French and Indian war over a hundred years ago. Of course it had seen much renovation since then, by both the British and the Americans.
Britannian forces were moving south from Canada, and it was his job to halt the invasion until reinforcements could be brought in.
If this Fort fell, nothing would be able to stop the advance into the main 13 states. His force of around 6,000 Continental Infantry, 500 irregular riflemen, 35 Heavy Howitzers, 40 regular guns, 5 regiments of horse, against what was estimated to be 45,000 Britannian infantry and 105 regular guns under the command of John Wellington. But what many did not know, he had a special surprise for the Britannian bastards, that he had paid with his own money. It was a new invention only created just months before the upcoming fight. This surprise could make or break the battle, IF it was used at the right time.
If he was going to die, he was going to take a lot of Brittanian down with him to hell. It would take the force of Britannia around 4-5 days if mother nature was on their sides. That left him with very little options.
"Soldier, tell the 4th, 10th and 16th Continentals to Finnish reinforcing the walls and surroundings. Also make sure ..."
Britannian General John Wellington, Michigan Territory
The old general sighed in annoyance. There was multiple problems the general saw even before the invasion even began. His superiors thought, most of the land was uninhabited, so it would would be easy, right? Nope. Because almost no one lived here, there were almost no roads. And any roads that even existed were dirt roads that were rarely, if ever were, serviced by locals. Add in the rain turning the existing dirt roads into the mud, it made it even worse. The artillery could not move, the horses were constantly getting stuck in the mud, and the soldiers kept getting bogged down.
Even the pesky locals added into the mix, randomly shooting and ambushing his men while hidden in the tree's and bushes.
He felt a massive headache as he sipped his tea. He knew he was going to loose a lot of troops in this campaign, but what could he do? Denying a request from the king himself would likely lead to him being shot on the spot.
1 Week Later - Andrew Jackson
Luckily for the general, mother nature was on his side. The large amounts of rain had turned the roads to mud, slowing the advance of the main Britannian armies. It had left him and his men crucial time to prepare for the fight.
Although they may have been stalled, but still they managed to arrived at Fort Detroit. This was the moment. The enemy infantry began to from in ranks, and began the advance on the first set of defenses. They would first have to break through three barricades in order to actually to reach the main fort, then it would be a bloodshed of close quarters combat to secure the fort.
The regular guns began to fire at the advancing infantry. Cannon balls shredded through the crowd of soldiers while American sharpshooters from the riflemen irregulars started shooting at the far away infantry when they got within range. Many of the shots hit their marks, Britannian after Britannian started falling dead as the irregulars shot with pinpoint accuracy.
Heavy Howitzers began their fire, shooting a special type of explosive ammunition, causing mass casualties among the attackers. Though they kept on their march, slowly advancing towards the first barricade.
"Pull back the guns from the first battlement, to the second!" ordered Jackson. He did not want the Britannians to capture those guns. Due to the muddy roads, the artillery would take longer to get the the battle. He had the five Calvary regiments to deal with the straggling artillery or any straggling enemy soldiers.
Finally in range, the regulars started to fire at the infantry. Volley after volley the Britannians casualties increased. The ground was littered with dead and dying Britannians. The enemy infantry began to fire volleys back. Due to the battlements, the casualties were minimal. The enemy soldiers kept running up to the battlements to try and place a ladder so they could climb over, but were cut down by sniper fire. All along the line the fort was holding.
One luck soldier managed to get a rope and hook latched into the wall. Britannians started to climb the rope. One after another were shot off the rope or simply slipped. Other ropes managed to make their way to the battlements, resulting in the American forces fire to be split in multiple directions. Then fighting turned to old style Bayonets and swords. The two forces began brutal hand to hand fighting, Americans stabbing Britannians, their corpses flying off the barricade. Slowly the Americans were overwhelmed by the sheer amount of enemies.
"RETREAT!" yelled out the officer. The Americans retreated to the second barricade. The soldiers took up position, reloading and waiting for the incoming onslaught.
The enemies closed in on the second battlements, much like the first, ended in a slaughter. The Americans fought for every inch of ground. The soldiers from the first and the second barricades retreated to the third barricade and continued the fight. Same thing. The troops retreated to the actual fort.
General John Wellington
The general was appalled, both by the casualties, but more so by his troops themselves. How could this small force of Americans be beating them this bad? Although they were slowly making there way to the fort, the casualty rate was astronomical. Out of his original 45,000, he lost 250 towards the march here, and has already taken 15,000 casualties and rising. And they haven't even reached the real thing. He shivered at the thought. If he was losing so many men only to hastily raise battlements, how many would he lose to proper fortification?
He brushed those thoughts out of his mind. When the cavalry and artillery would reach the battle, things would go smoother.
"Order the troops to halt the advance" he spoke to a Officer. He nodded and walked out of the tent.
"Now...the waiting game begins" he said while sitting down.
What he did not know, artillery would never come.
20 Miles Away, John Malwak
Jack Malwak rode alongside the 16th Light Dragoons, tasked with finding and eliminating the artillery.
'Where could they be?' the cavalry commander questioned as he and his men rode through the forests and hills. He and his men had lived here for many years, learning the back roads and shortcuts through years of experience.
Then he heard the faint yell of a person.
"Hmm?" he moved to where the forest opened up to the roads. He saw the artillery trying push through the damp mud, but to no avail.
"HEAVE!" yelled the commander.
"Alright boys, lets move out" he whispered. They all got into postilion and pulled out their carbines.
"CHARGE!" yelled Jack as they charged against the unsuspecting artillery. They fired a volley at the artillerist, cutting down many. The cavalry pulled out their swords and charged in. Jack took his sword and stabbed a man in the neck, killed him instantly while another was shot by one of the dragoons. Most of the artillerists were killed or surrendered.
"Lets hope our other friends are dealt with" he muttered. They casptured a few of the guns while the they destroyed the rest artillery they couldn't bring with them/
"Lets Move Out!" he yelled as they began to ride to find the other dragoon regiment.
Andrew Jackson
They had stopped. Simply put it, they had hunkered down at the second set off barricades and simply waited.
That fool must be waiting for his artillery. He smirked.
American snipers kept pressure on them, randomly killing or wounding any soldiers that poked their heads up.
John Wellington
"DAMMIT!" the general screamed. He had just got the report from the scouts he sent out. They had found the artillerist's and the artillery dead and destroyed.
"Seems we got to do this the old fashioned way" he said. "Order a Bayonet charge against the fort" he looked towards an officer.
"Bu...Bu...But sir if we do that-" the general interrupted him.
"I don't care, just order it, or do you want to be court marshaled?" he spoke. The officer shrunk a bit.
"Y..Yes sir" he said as he walked out of the tent.
Andrew Jackson
He watched as the Britannians let out a out war cry, probably the loudest thing he had ever heard in his life. Thousands of Britannians began to charge against the fort.
"Must have found out his artillery is dead" he chuckled.
"I think its time we used our special surprise!" spoke the General enthusiastically. The troops let out a cheer.
The surprise in question was hidden under a set of blankets. A soldier pulled them off, showing off two, brand spanking new gattling guns. This would be one hell of a surprise for those bastards.
"Wait till they get in nice and close before firing" he spoke and the soldier nodded.
Then all hell broke loose.
"FIRE!" yelled the captain. The gunner began rotating the handing, with that, sending bullets flying towards the crowd of soldiers. With the charge, they massed into a giant horde, making it easier having only to pick one target. With the gun constantly reloading, the fire was unrelenting.
Britannian's began falling dead or wounded en mass, as 10's of bullets were sent down range, mowing down anything in its path.
Andrew Jackson just gave a massive grin at the sight of the carnage.
John Wellington
The Generals jaw dropped as he saw the two odd gatling guns.
"How did the Americans get hold of those guns, when were all the way out here, even we haven't got those..." he watched with horrified eyes as his troops were being cut down by the impressive weaponry.
"Order the retreat" the words were so silent that the officers could barely hear it.
"NOW!" roared the general.
They hastily ran from the tent calling the retreat.
Unknown POV
"This would be one of the worst defeats in Britannian military history. Over 25,000 of General John Wellingtons force of 45,000 had been had been killed or captured. 15 were also wounded. The Americans suffered less than 1,000 casualties. General Jackson was praised as a hero and was promoted and would later become a president of the United States. After the massive defeat at the Battle of Detroit, the resulting campaign done by the American military crippled Britannia, and after 9 weeks, they surrendered. Known as the "9 week war" by the Americans, it was the worst performance of the Britannian army in the peace treaty, the Americans gained all Britannian territories in the southwest NA.
100 years later, yet another conflict would arise between these two powers.
In the year 1925, Britannian invaded the U.N.S.C.S.A, leading America into the war. The war constantly shifted to either side, both-side gaining and losing the advantage. It resulted in Britannian victory at the Battle of Panama, Where the U.S army lost control of the Panama Canal, crippling its position...
General Jacobs Hatting, Panama Canal Naval Base, October 3rd, 1925
The General sat irritated at his command base within Panama. The canal was an important region to hold on to, as large amounts of trade and commerce flowed through the canal. The American built the canal in order to move ships and supplies from the east to the west coast much easier than before. If this position was lost, it would be a big blow to the U.S.
A large Britannian army was attacking, and it was not going well for the Americans. The britannians were assaulting the west trenches the surrounded the Canal, and they were slowly having to retreat.
The britannians managed to move heavy artillery on a hill surrounding the city, pounding the series of trenches that he Americans resided in.
"Sir! The enemy has broken through the line, we need to retreat!" came through the radio line that connected him to the front lines.
"Shit" said the commander. "Tell all forces, we need to pull from the city, we cannot defend properly, place explosives on the side of the canal and blow this place the kingdom come, we can't allow the damn Brits to use this canal, understood?" Spoke the general.
"Affirmative!" Spoke the soldier.
Jacobs understood he was going to get hell for retreating from Panama, but what could he do?
He was not going to let his men die for no sound reason. He grabbed his documents and personnel items, then left the base.
"Sir! The explosives are set" spoke the soldier running no up to the general as he opened the door to his car.
"Good, wait till they get inside the city, then detonate, well bring a couple of them to hell" he spoke and the soldier nodded before running off.
"Driver, take me to San Andulas Military base, that is where the army will retreat to" the driver noded as the ignition stated and they began to drive off.
While driving he saw dozens of his men scarred from the battle. Bullet holes evident in many of the men, while a couple were Bayoneted. Bloodstained the walls of the city. Surgeons frantically tried to save the life of the dying soldiers. They put all of the wounded onto military ambulances and moved them out of the city and to the San Andulas base.
He felt like vomiting. He did not like seeing his men in this poor condition. Jacobs sighed as they drove out of the city, along with his retreating army.
The loud ring of explosions rattled the car as the bombs set inside the city detonated, leveling the canal to the ground. It seems as if the Britannians did not expect this, as many were caught in the blast.
"Heh" spoke the general as he smirked at the little defeat he gave the slimy bastards. Even if he lost the city, he still brought a lot of britannians to hell's gate today.
... They lost multiple land battles as well. In the peace deal, the southern section of South America being given to the Britannia.
In 1939, Europe exploded into conflict. The war devastated the E.U, and its enemies. Most of Europe was entirely re-drawn after the war.
On that fateful day 1953 (2010 A.D) Britannia invaded Japan for its source of Sakuradite. With the unveil of the Knightmare, Japan fell quicker than most of Britannia previous invasions, but was slowed as the Prime Minister Declared a contingency plan. Over 1 million Brittanian soldiers were killed in the invasion. The world was once again, plunged into a massive war as the E.U , U.S , U.N.S.C.S.A and Russian Federation declared war on Britannia, and The Chinese Federation declared war on Britannia's behalf. This war has not ended..." the history teacher continued on.
Lelouch let out a sigh as he slumped on his desk. He already knew all this crap. Blah Blah Blah was all he was hearing. He not already just knew what happened, he lived it himself.
Maybe a nice game of chess with another one of the parasite nobility would get his mind of such annoying history...
NOTES:
Nations That Exist In this universe:
The Holy Britannian Empire
U.S.A (United States of America)
E.U. (European Union)
U.N.S.C.S.A (United States of Central and South America)
Russian Federation
Japan
Chinese Federation
German Confederation
Oceania Republic
R.B.I (Republic of the British Isles)
M.E.F (Middle Eastern Federation)
African League
Update #1: Added in Panama scene
AND that's a wrap! Hope you guys like this AU so far. If you are wondering why I did not add a battle for the U.N.S.C.S.A war was because this was an idea. I want to see the response first, then I will add a scene for it. If you want to see a battle for the other wars, just let me know through a review or PM. Thanks for reading, if you have any ideas, concerns, or any way to improve my writing, please leave a review or PM. Thanks again, and have a good day! This is reader, signing off!
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