"This attack, however unconventional, will not be tolerated."
Standing above her chair inside the UNESC's Chamber is Laurel Harrison, representative of the United States of North America in the United Nations of Earth.
"In the aftermath of this attack by the country we've currently identified as the Saderan Empire, NYPD has confirmed civilian deaths numbering at 60, injured in the hundreds, and an equally large number of people missing. We can only assume that they are now beyond the breach."
"Gate, actually." Yuri Samuil Ilyich, The New Russian Federation's representative spoke in tandem, "Our interrogations of the prisoners has revealed their language to closely resemble Latin, and that they call this structure the Gate."
"The gate then. Regardless, the people of New York and my country as a whole wants us to do something. I propose a UNE-sanctioned military operation." Laurel could immediately see the shifting faces of the other 14 representatives; she waited for a moment before continuing, "Those in favor."
She raised her hand, and unanimously everyone else raised theirs as well.
10:00 AM, September 11, 2137
It was just weeks ago that Matias finally had a day off, after several months of active duty, which just had to be ruined by the Saderan Invasion of New York. Now, he and Clark, alongside twenty-two other Jaeger pilots were to be deployed as part of the first wave of UNDF soldiers sent to cross the Gate.
All of them were in the process of getting into their skinsuits, as well as strapping onto themselves a boost pack, which after activation applied a nanite-built exo-armor over their bodies.
Of course, as far as the structure is concerned, only Minigers could step through; full-sized Jaegers will have to be assembled on the other side.
When they were done, they lined up behind the UNDF army, and in front of their assigned Miniger, assembled with tanks, trucks, APCs, LAVs, as well as several disassembled Jaegers carried by trailers.
Their assembly area was a newly set up military research base, alongside a blockade that stopped most, if any civilians from approaching where they shouldn't.
A single man accompanied by several suited individuals then stood in front of the massive doors which covered the Gate. Matias only caught a glimpse of who it was, and it was none other than the President of the United States of North America himself: Eric Collins.
"Good morning. About a month ago, New York City was threatened by a force that, while outdated by our standards, still produced civilian casualties, as well as the deaths of several officers, all who died in the line of duty."
Murmurs, no doubt directed towards the Saderans, circled around.
"But their sacrifice has helped to delay the invaders long enough for the UNDF to respond and push them back to their world. We know very well what war can do to us. And while we are reluctant to start another, these Saderans have forced our hand. In light of that, we have mobilized the UNDF and the Jaegers: Cherno Omega, Crimson Maelstrom, and Gipsy Berserker, among others to combat the Saderans and force their surrender."
This caused them to cheer, and the President continued, "We shall show these people what it means to enrage Earth, a world who has CANCELLED THE APOCALYPSE!"
By now, Matias and the other 23 pilots have entered their Miniger. As the cheers continued, soldiers entered their assigned vehicles while the massive doors blocking the entrance to the Gate opened.
At full opening, the President, faced the UNDF soldiers and gestured his thumb behind him, and the UNDF raced to enter the dimensional portal.
On the other side of the Gate was a massive army, totaling at 60 000 soldiers.
All of them stood tall, despite it being night, with their eyes directed to the black void. Then, it wasn't.
Periodic thumps originated from inside the Gate. It was soon dotted with lights. Soon enough, every soldier, centurion, and demi-human realized what those retreating soldiers of the advance army meant by giant golems.
Matias piloted the Scavenger, which spearheaded the Miniger platoon. He drew a cannonsword from behind his Scavenger, then began to fire at the rapidly approaching mob. None of the Saderans' armor had provided even the slightest bit of protection as both plasma and metal melted and penetrated their ranks. Any who managed to survive had either a massive sword go through them, or were punched into oblivion, not to mention shot down by covering fire from other UNDF soldiers and vehicles.
If two armies charging at one another was a battle in Sadera, what the UNDF was doing to the Imperial Army must be redefined.
When morning came, Emperor Molt Sol Augustus had a hard time believing the messenger.
"24 golems the size of giant ogres, and staves that spit fire? Are you sure you're not hallucinating?"
"Yes, your majesty."
As one would expect from the senate of an empire which never lost, several senators had voiced for another attack in an attempt to retake Alnus Hill. The Emperor, however, sat silently, contemplating on his next move. If this continues, and news spreads to the outlaying kingdoms, the Empire would be under siege by the same powers they subjugated generations ago. If he calls upon the strength of the Allied Kingdoms under the guise of repelling an invading force, there is no doubt the newcomers would be more than enough to handle them, but are there any potential backlashes?
Soon the debate, or rather it would be more accurate to call it an argument over a hundred different voices; at that point, even he could not hear himself think, and gesture his hand.
"Call for the Allied Kingdoms. The continent is at risk of an invasion force. The time is now to unite and strike back!"
All the senators cheered at the declaration.
"I can't believe that after all that, they still have the gall to send another army towards us." Clark stated as he looked to the long line of armor marching towards them. Both of them were standing guard on the hastily constructed watchtower looking towards the horizon.
"I think you're mistaken, Clark." Matias called out to his partner, himself using a pair of binoculars. "Those flags aren't Imperial."
Clark snatched the spare pair of binoculars next to him, and saw the same thing. He then turned to his wrist-mounted computer and pulled up a list of flags specific to this new world the UNDF began to call Fantasia. After a few moments of cross referencing, he recognized whose armies those were. "Elbe, Mudwan, Alguna, League Principality, basically all satellite states of the Saderan Empire."
The recently built UNE command building housed commanders assigned from each of the five permanent UNESC nations: USNA, NRF, CRA, ERG, and FRA.
As far as reputation goes, USNA General Gabriel Long was among the oldest of the five there; he was highly regarded for having survived behind Carrogan lines in the Kepler System under siege by the same alien species with only five other soldiers until reinforcements drove them off.
Speaking upon the Carrogans, whom are known to be ruthless warmongers native to the extragalactic planet Ithmik, the NRF's General Vakhrov Gaspar Leonidovich was known to have personally ripped one apart in one of their attempted incursions on Earth in his youth.
For the Chinese Republic of Asia, they've assigned General Xun Kang, who had essentially worked his way from the outer colonies into fame on Earth.
From the European Republic of Germany, Admiral Gisela Jonas commanded great respect from her soldiers, having led UNDF Naval forces against hostile alien races; parts of the Galactic Community didn't exactly take the sudden rise of a backwater species as anything but alarming.
Finally, for the Federal Republic of Astra, an inter-system nation, they've sent Admiral Kamilla Nielsen, who led the Republic of Astra to victory against insurrectionists.
All five of them were looking at a holographic projection of the base's immediate surroundings.
Thanks to the numerous interrogations done by American and Russian Agencies, they had deciphered the Saderan Common Tongue, uploaded the information to all Universal Translators, as well as give themselves a basic understanding of the political sphere of Fantasia.
All that information still doesn't help that the people of this world are brutal, maybe even more so than Earth ever was in the old era.
"They're sent here to die." Xun outright stated, as if anyone could see otherwise at the moment. "If we know any better, the Empire probably sent them here to reclaim their Holy Hill."
"It would seem, Xun. What should we do then?" Kamilla questioned, but she herself hinting at a peaceful resolution.
"Those armies are planning to attack us as we speak." Gabriel pointed out. "Shall we send a warning?"
"Perhaps a Jaeger can convince them." Gisela suggested, turning to Vakhrov, who nodded, "Cherno Omega has been reassembled as of last hour. I'll give them the command."
Had it been any other day, these soldiers of the Allied Kingdoms would be drinking in expectation of their victory in the day to come, when they purge the hill of invaders and further advance their invasion of the other side.
On any other day that is.
King Duran and the other 20 or so regents of the Allied Kingdoms went outside their tent when massive tremors on the ground struck their location. Even more concerning was when forward scouts reported about giant body parts laying in an open field.
The sight before him drowned out any possible doubts he had of the scout's sanity.
A literal metal titan stood at the edge of their encampment. There were no words for them to appropriately describe the Jaeger, as it spoke in Saderan.
'Leaders of the Allied Kingdoms. This is Cherno Omega of the United Nations Defense Force. Our purpose here in your world is not dominion, nor is it extermination, but the Saderan Empire itself. Leave now, and be spared.' After that, the massive titan began to walk back towards Alnus Hill.
King Duran had no doubt in his mind that there was no way anyone on the Continent, or the gods themselves even, could defeat such a being. But if the Imperial Army is not here, then that means...
Duran's assumptions have been correct. At dawn the next day, he had journeyed to Alnus Hill alone, him also witnessing two other titans, one Blue, and one Red, alongside the Green one from yesterday. He could've sworn he caught a glimpse of even more titans in pieces as he journeyed up to the UNDF base and met with their commanders.
The Empire didn't send for the Allied Kingdoms to reclaim the Holy Hill; that would have been impossible even if only the titan was defending it. No, Emperor Molt Sol Augustus sent them to Alnus to die, undoubtedly in a hopeless campaign against the otherworlders.
'I will withdraw my armies along with the others. We shall leave your hill immediately.' Duran stated directly to the five commanders, whom he realized were from five distinct nations.
'That would be ideal, your majesty.' Said the one with the white-blue-red color scheme flag. His tone of voice, despite being spoken from a silver brick, matched that of the green titan. 'But we must ask for a favor.'
'And what would it be?'
'Information. I'm pretty sure you're well aware of its importance in any war.' the one with the multi-striped flag stated. 'While we speak truth in that we wish for your kingdom and every other sans the Empire to remain neutral in this conflict, we are also seeking to find any citizen which may have been taken by the Empire.'
Duran had probably thought for several minutes on end before accepting the proposal before leaving the UNDF commanders.
Without wasting any more time, he made haste back to his camp, and from the perspective of the UNDF, the Allied Armies have left them unscathed.
Days later, the AMS (Airborne Mobile Shatterdome) Avenger had begun its operations in Fantasia, with its current mission being to send Jaeger support wherever needed. Already the ship had 7 working full-fledged Jaegers ready for deployment, with five more ready by the end of the week. And with seven Jaegers ready, UNDF Fantasia Command has also issued the formation of seven recon Squads. Per UNDF regulation, each Recon Squad of 12 members will have two PPDC Rangers as part of the team on the off-chance a Jaeger is needed.
Matias and Clark are joined by Colonel Leo Tarasov, First Sergeants Krymova Kirillovna, Siegfried Eulenburg and Martin Sacher, Captain John Kotch, Specialists Kelvin Lennox, Lian Ruogang, and Idar Roys, as well as Corporal Xiao ZhenKang and Yngve Helberg, all of whom form 3rd Recon.
Now driving an L802 LAV, an M56 APC, and a single Miniger on wheels, which followed closely behind the APC, 3rd Recon departed from Alnus.