Occupation
Part one
The troops marched down the street, right past the Watterson's house. Gumball starred in horror at the sight. Nicole grabbed gumball and pulled him down from the window.
"Are you trying to get us killed?!" Nicole whispered/yelled.
"They… they… won." Gumball said, staring blankly.
"What?" Nicole asked nervously.
"Look..." Gumball pointed to the broken window.
Nicole turned and slowly moved over to it. Gumball walked over to the rest of the family, who were huddled in the corner of the basement, cowering in fear. Nicole peeked out the window just enough so that she could see over. Elmore was on fire. The fire reflected off the clouds, making the sky look as if it was on fire as well. The whole scene looked hellish. The sky was filled with il-76 troop transport planes flying eastward. The neighborhood was destroyed. Houses were either partially or completely decimated. The street had numerous holes in it, most likely from the artillery shells and other explosives that hammered the neighborhood minutes before. In the distance, the battle raged on, but it was heading farther east.
November 28, 6:46 AM
Gumball woke up. He didn't know what from, so he kept his eyes closed and tried to go back to sleep. After all, he was tired as all hell. Then he heard something. It sounded like yelling, but it didn't sound like it was English. He got up from the floor where slept and looked around. His mom fell asleep at a desk, where she fell asleep while listening to the radio (which was on the desk). Richard fell asleep on the ground near the stairs, Anais was asleep on the ground next to her mother, and Darwin was asleep next to where gumball slept. Gumball walked over to the small, broken window and peaked out. The neighborhood was destroyed, along with a good chunk of Elmore. Very few houses were intact (or mostly intact, like the Watterson's was).
The Robinson's house had part of the top floor missing, and the roof had collapsed inward. Their other neighbor, Gary Hedges, his house fared no better. The whole front of his house was gone, having been destroyed by an artillery shell, part of his roof had also collapsed. The Watterson's house had its windows blown in by the shockwaves from the barrage of artillery, mortar fire, and other explosions that had rocked the town the night before. The front lawn had tank tread tracks going down the middle, right through the white picket fence, and the roof above the porch had collapsed on the right side.
Gumball was shocked at the scene. The beautiful neighborhood that he knew, the one he grew up in, was destroyed. The sky was a dark grey, probably from the smoke and ash from the fires, and explosions from the night before. Or maybe it was the storm hadn't left from the night before. What looked like greyish/black snow fell from the sky. It was ash from the fires that raged on the night before. Then gumball heard that shouting again. It came from not too far away, maybe thirty yards or so. He looked to where the shooting came from.
He saw a soldier, but his uniform didn't look like the tan one's gumball knew American soldiers wore. It was a dark brown, as well as the helmet. He also had huge goggles over his eyes, and a partial gas mask on. He was shouting something gumball couldn't understand. He looked to where he was shouting, but couldn't see anything. His view was blocked by debris.
He just sat there and watched the soldier giving shouting. He started making hand gestures, telling some unseen thing to move towards him. The soldier backed up slowly. Then, what looked like a huge brown fire truck rolled eastward (it was a 9K720 Iskander-M but Gumball wouldn't know that). Then T-14 tank emerged behind it, then a T-90. Behind that, soldiers who looked just like the one who was shouting marched at the same pace as the machines. Gumball saw one look in his general direction. Gumball froze in fear. Gumball knew the soldier probably didn't see him, but he wasn't taking any chances. He quickly ducked down beneath the window and waited. After what seemed like hours, the sounds outside subsided, as the unit moved east, past their house. Gumball peeked back through the window and saw that they were gone. He sighed in relief and got down from the window and sat down. Just then, Anais started to wake up.
"Wha-" What" she started, confused. But she stopped when she saw she was in the basement. She started to remember what happened the night before. She noticed Gumball who was staring at the floor blankly. She walked over to him.
"Are you okay?" she asked gently.
"yeah, just…" he trailed off. "it's all gone. Our whole neighborhood is destroyed." He started to become visibly irate. "Everything we knew is GONE!" he yelled.
This woke up everyone.
Nicole snorted as she woke up "Wha-what?" she drowsily said.
Richard just closed his eyes again, not wanting to be bothered.
Darwin shot up at the sound of his brother screaming. "what's going on" he said worriedly.
"Jmm… nothing…." Anais said, not wanting to make her brother panic.
Darwin shrugged and laid back down, and closed his eyes. He knew something was very wrong, but he decided it would be best for himself if he didn't know, for now at least.
9:02 AM
Nicole got up and walked to the window, and gasped at the sight.
Gumball was right, everything was destroyed. The place they called home, was almost completely annihilated. Anais went over to the desk where her mom had been sleeping and turned the radio on. All that came out was static, so she began tuning it. Every station seemed to do since every station she tuned to was nothing but dead air. Then she remembered about the station that the EAS recording said the night before (770 AM) and quickly turned to the station. At fir, so it was only silence, then a voice spoke. Gumball, Anais, and Nicole stopped and listened.
If you are hearing this, then good. This is the emergency band.
The U.N. is doing their best to halt the Russian advance.
If you are inside the Russian zone of occupation, stay calm. The U.S. Armed forces are on their way.
So far, the Russian armed forces have the following major U.S. cities under occupation: San Diego CA, Los Angeles CA, Bakersfield CA, Fresno CA, San Francisco CA, San Jose CA, Sacramento CA, Elmore CA, Santa Rosa CA, Eugene OR, Salem OR, Portland OR, Bend OR, Olympia WA, Anchorage AK, Fairbanks AK, and Seattle WA.
Russian troops have been seen as far inland as Las Vegas NV, Reno NV, and Spokane WA, Carson City NV, Kingman AZ, and Boise ID.
IF YOU ARE IN THESE AREAS, EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY. LOCAL AUTHORITIES WILL ASSIST IN EVACUATION.
IF YOU ARE WEST OF THE THESE AREAS, A SHELTER IN PLACE WARNING HAS BEEN ISSUED. DO NOT LEAVE YOUR HOME UNLESS YOU ARE IN DESPERATE NEED FOR SUPPLIES.
It is unknown to us what the Russians will do the civilians under occupation. It is your best bet to stay indoors, unless you are forced out, or need supplies. If the Russian forces order you to do something, for your safety, it is best to comply. Steer clear of Russian forces at all costs. I repeat, STEER CLEAR OF RUSSIAN FORCES AT ALL COSTS.
This message will repeat until further notice.
If you are hearing this, then good…
Anais turned down the volume of the radio so that it was barely audible.
"Dear lord, it's worse than I thought." She said to herself.
Gumball was sitting on the ground near the desk. He heard what the man on the radio said. He started thinking about what was going to happen now.
"In under twenty-four hours, I went from playing video games and watching TV to hiding in our basement from….Russians." Gumball thought to himself.
"I wonder how everyone else is doing. Joe, Tobias, penny," Gumballs eyes went wide. "Oh my god. How did I forget about penny?!" Gumball said out loud to himself.
A/N that's it for this chapter. I'm not sure where I'm going with this, but I have a loose idea. This story is most likely from here going to be based around the 1984 movie "Red Dawn" except more modern. Please review! Gimme some pointers! :)
(P.s, yes I know how absolutely unlikely this situation is [an invasion/occupation of the U.S. is near impossible, and if you want reasons why that is, just look it up] but let's pretend that logic doesn't exist for a minute, eh?)