Lost amongst the shrill screams of bullets and heavy artillery, a wrathful cry of anger and frustration flew up into the darkness. The Ottoman Empire paced back and forth in annoyance. For weeks now he had watched the shoreline of his beautiful homeland marred by the steps of foreigners. He had no reason to believe that their invasion of his lands was justified. This irritated him to no end. He would perhaps accept the insult if he had caused a reasonable amount of harm to the foreign nations represented in the troops encamped on his shores. As it stood they were beyond their rights, and he would let loose all of hell to reclaim his lands and his Egypt.
The Turk narrowed his eyes as he analyzed the troops far below him. As it was, any enemy soldier who dared scale the cliff face to reach him was taken by an entrenchment of Turkish machine guns. It seemed impossible that the enemy would ever reach him and his men, but as the weeks wore on the foreigners began to capture more and more of his lands. The nations under his care and control were forced to submit to the will of European nations, and those who resisted were otherwise compelled. It was not long until the Empire was reduced to Anatolia and nothing more.
The Turk stared into the darkness. For the first time in his life he felt weak. Aching pain spread throughout his body as he lay on the cold soil, having no desire to attempt a fight anymore. He could hear footsteps around him. He assumed soldiers were burying their dead, and he was not wrong though he could not tell whether they were Turks or foreigners.
Some time later he heard heavy, determined footsteps approaching him at a quick pace. He strained his eyes into the darkness and could just make out two shapes walking toward him with a burning torch. The nearer the came the more he noticed about them. The faces were strangely similar to the awful face of that insufferable British Empire. Without a word of introduction, the two nations grasped the former Empire by each of his arms and supported him equally between them. The Turk tensed and then doubled over in pain. He sighed heavily and gave in to them, allowing them to lead him away into the darkness.