And now, an actual chapter.

Atlas Council Room

"You want to what?!" A councilman shouted.

The Atlas Council, including the Vacuo Council, was in an emergency session. With Mistral and Vale completely down and out, there was a need for some 'emergency action'. Atlas called Vacuo to have a joint session, as they were the only surviving Kingdom. But with the ongoing invasion of the Grimlands, the Kingdoms had some breathing room to deal with the problem at hand: Hammond. Of course, General Ironwood had just suggested something that had shocked the councilpeople.

"Yes, I am advocating for our resources, as well as our Kingdoms, to go to a Total War policy. With Hammond absolutely steamrolling our forces, we need to focus less on our people and more on the defense of our Kingdoms. I mean it. Not only that, we need to focus less on our aggrivations towards the Faunus. If we do that, we will have the manpower to work the factories and to answer the call to war in our militaries. We need these two remaining Kingdoms to focus on our militaries. We need to work together. Not only with our military, we need to look to new research divisions to enhance combat capabilities. This war, council members, is a totally new war. The Great War pales in comparison with this in every field." Ironwood announced. The Vacuo council looked at the General, nodding in agreement. However, the Atlas one wasn't the same.

"General, you are proposing something absolutely preposterous! We need to focus on our people! We need to focus on what we can do to appease Hammond so there is no more bloodshed than there already is. The Hammond forces, after they are defeated by this stupid invasion of the Grimlands, will be too tired out to attack Vacuo or even Atlas! We-" A councilman started, but was interrupted by someone from Vacuo.

"Councilman, you do realize that Mistral and Vale did the same thing as you are saying right now, correct?"

"Yes, but-"

"Then you also know how Hammond easy steamrolled them, even with Atlas help, no?"

"But-"

"Councilman, this war does not require people to be pampered. It requires people to work to victory, as I am suspecting the Hammond people are. They are working to destroy our kind, and wipe out our people for their own needs. Hammond is even working towards eliminating the GRIMM on this planet. Grimm, which we haven't been able to defeat fully for years now, and they walk in and absolutely destroy them. Even now, they are invading them as we speak. So councilman, are we going to fight them off so we may retake our fallen Kingdoms? Or our we gonna go with your plan of sitting and waiting till they come to your front door and find sucking the dick of the rich asshats who pay you to spout bullshit at an emergency meeting so they can prosper and the rest of us can suffer!?" the Vacuo councilman shouted, gaining an agreement from more of the council teams from both Kingdoms. The belligerent councilman was seething in anger, but sat down, defeated.

"All in favor of moving to Total War policy for the Kingdoms of Vacuo and Atlas?"

Everyone raised their hand.

"Moved without opposition."

The Grimlands

Salem watched the area surrounding her castle be bombarded, watching her children run in fear. She saw the explosion a ways away as her more courageous forces put up a stubborn fight, but she knew they were going to die. She saw the smoke rise into the sky as Grimm pools were torched like oil pools, burned like them too. Hammond was coming for her, and her time was up. Salem watched the dropships zoom over here palace, and her the thumps of Jaegers landing on the roof. She sighed, and knew now was the time to unleash to final units of her arsenal. She snapped her fingers, and immediately the ground started to shake.

Outside, the Hammond forces were pushing towards the Grimm Castle. The soldiers were busy shooting Beowolfs when they suddenly turned tail and ran from the soldiers. Hammond soldiers weren't dumb, they knew they didn't cause that. The ground suddenly shook, and behind the Grimm Castle, a huge Grimm figure rose up. The Grimm figure looked similar to a large bipedal creature. It hard bone armor on its shoulders, chest, legs, arms, and face. The figure looked similar to something Hammond had fought before.

"Sir, does that look like..?" a soldier asked Allen March in the command center.

"Yep, that is definitely a Grimm Galactic Colossus." Allen remarked grimly.

Every cannon opened fire, the artillery cannon fired every shell they could. The Mavor cannons, however, stayed silent. The Colossus moved forward, its hands fired dark red beams, destroying the Hammond forces. They fell back, while tanks and fire support did what they could. The Colossus merely slammed its foot into the ground, decimating any remaining forces. Allen knew the forces were being decimated, sighed, and called his last resort. Above him, 35 Ambassador class Strategic Bombers flew above him. Their bomb bays opened up, and the tactical nukes fell from their planes. The bombs whistled all the way down, and when contact was made, and small nuclear explosion went off. The bombs hit, and more followed. The Grimm Colossus was being carpet bombed with tactical nukes for a solid minute before the planes dispersed. The Colossus was on its knees. The Mavor cannons aimed for the Colossus, and fired. The shells whistled until they hit the Grimm giant. The result: holes all over the Colossus. While the other artillery cannons were firing, the Mavor cannons were switching shells from high explosives to Antimatter, which is what they usually fired. The Colossus gave a roar, then fell, defeated.

Salem backed up, utterly horrified her final trick was easily defeated. She turned away from the window, she was going to have to deal with this herself. Suddenly, Hazel flew through her chamber doors. He landed with a loud thud, a plasma lancer impaled through his chest while he had multiple daggers protruding from his body. The Jaegers walked in, but they were definitely not 100 percent. Behind them, Jaegers were destroyed and a couple that were standing were all dented with burn marks. One was missing half of its head, but summoned the lancer from Hazel's corpse, marking for Salem that it had killed Hazel. Salem narrowed her eyes, and the Jaegers charged her. She summoned her weapons, scythes with the ability throw chains, and began fighting the Jaegers.

Tyrian was finishing the last Jaeger, stabbing his wrist blades into the head. He laughed maniacally as he jumped away from it as it fell to the ground. He ran, hoping to assist Hazel and Watts, knowing they were fighting heavier numbers than he did. He ran into a disturbing sight, even by his standards. Watts, or what was left of him, was impaled into the wall by plasma lancers and multiple daggers. His body was mutilated, his left eye socket was crudely clawed out while his arms were savagely cut open in many places. His guts were on the floor, and above him, written in his blood, was the words Mad Scientist, Verdict: Guilty. Tyrian left the scene, wishing not to look at it any longer. He ran into Salem's chamber, noticing destroyed Jaegers lying around the area. He looked around, and saw Hazel lying dead in the chamber, looking similar to Watts. Tyrian hoped to see Salem okay, but ran into the Mistress of Grimm fighting Jaegers. He ran to assist her, but two Jaegers blocked his way. He sighed, and began to fight them. The Jaegers dodged his jab, and summoned double bladed swords. They parried, slashed and jabbed at Tyrian. From a viewing standpoint, it looked like a cross between a dance, some gymnastics, and sword dueling. The Jaegers scored a scratch on Tyrian, but Tyrian slashed one of them across the chestplate. The other Jaeger stabbed Tyrian's arm, while Tyrian slashed the head. The Jaegers jumped back, gripping their weapons tightly. Tyrian laughed maniacally, and began to run at them, until an invisible force grabbed his neck. He was hoisted up into the air, and the figure came into view.

The figure was in black armor, a large shoulder pauldron on his right shoulder and a dagger on his left. The figure had a Roman Praetorian helmet on, but the eyes were glowing red. The figure looked closely at Tyrian, and nodded.

"Psychopath, Verdict: Guilty." Then slashed open Tyrian's neck without a second thought. Tyrian fell to the floor, and died in the instant he hit ground. The figure turned to the fight currently happening in front of him. It pulled out the dagger on its shoulder, and spun it in its hands, then threw it.

Salem was finishing of one of the Jaegers, when another hooked its sword on her weapons, she summoned a chain, and wrapped it around the Jaeger, intent on finishing it off. But at that moment, a dagger hit her side, and another Jaeger cut off one of her arms. She screamed, the pain surprising her. She back up, and realized her crew was wiped. She dropped her weapon, and watched as the figure walked up to front of the Jaeger group.

"Witch, Verdict: Guilty." And brought out a quad barrelled shotgun, and fired.

Outside

The Grimm suddenly cried aloud, and fell all at the same time. Hammond forces prodded the bodies as they began to disintegrate. They all let out a resounding cheer. The Grimm had been defeated, and were wiped from the face of Remnant. Allen, meanwhile, was inspecting the Grimm Galactic Colossus, and found what he was looking for. He sent a Titan to pull out the chest piece, and when it did, he saw that he was correct.

Hammond not only accomplished what Remnant couldn't do in years in their short months, they found their second core.

Atlas

General Ironwood read the report he was given. The Total War policy had been implemented immediately in Atlas and Vacuo. Factories were turning out a new Atlas Battleship every hour, and a new 200 Atlesian Knight Platoon was made every minute, human soldiers were being trained at the moment, but the armed forces was expected to jump from half a million to two million in a month. Ironwood sighed, knowing that he needed more than Grunts and ships to defeat Hammond. New tech was being researched at the moment, but he needed it faster than what it was being made. His tablet, which was beside him, dinged. He looked at it, seeing it was from an unknown sender. He tapped the email, and the whole room filled with a bright light. When it cleared, Ironwood uncovered his eyes. What he saw shook him to his core, and he was frozen with shock.

"James Ironwood, I would like to discuss something with you. For the good of Remnant of course."

Standing in front of James, was Salem.

What? That? Don't worry about that. I realized we can't have Hammond to powerful, so I decided to stick to the title of the story. Forge Alliance, so there has to be an alliance of some sort here. Why not?

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