Author's Note:
Hi, this is Nukekiller123 here and this is the first chapter of America Rising, I wanted to show you these facts to get them out of the way.
1. First of all, the nationals of the pups are all global, as they all united to fight the humans in the Great War, but the main ones are NATO countries, The United States, Russia, China, Japan, South Korea, Mexico and Brazil and Israel
2. In terms of technology, the pups still use modern weapons(1990s-2020s), but have made some major tech leaps in other areas. Their spaceships are actually their warships, ungraded to fly in space and carry large amounts of equipment. Also, they were the first to make actual space weapons, making weapons like the sun gun, which they use with great effect.
3. The pups themselves have evolved enough to be consider there own race at this point. They can eat chocolate, thanks to bioengineering their own bodies and had evolved to live anywhere on planets, whatever hot or freezing cold.
Next chapter, landing on the planet and dropping submarines out of the sky. This should be fun.
In the echo's of deep space, their should be no sound. Yet there was. Traveling through it was a fleet of spaceships, carrying the survivors of the United Republic forces. Yet, they weren't humans.
They were pups.
They had won the long hard war against humanity, but they lost the earth.
Brine Atlantis Hunter watch the hologram in his room. It showed what the Earth look like before the war, then it flashed to what it look now, a burning, destroyed, radioactive Earth.
He couldn't stand it and his stomach was Hungry, so he left his room to get some food. As he walk to the mess hall on the U.R.S Enterprise, his mind followed back to the last days of the Great War, the battles he fought in.
2 years ago: August 24, 2032, Houston, Texas. Mission: recuse down bomber crews:
"Take cover!"
That was all he heard as a massive explosion rock the nearby building and ripped it straight from it's foundation. It already taken a serious beating from the artillery fire a few hours ago and couldn't stand any longer.
Slowly, then suddenly, the building collapse as pieces of concrete and steel rained down on his platoon. "Run!" he remembered yelling as the rest of his squad took covered in a surprisely undamaged building
"We need to get to the Bomber now!" cried Brine as he ran out of the building, with the rest of his squad in pursuit with him.
The team of pups, only in their teen years, race across a burning courtyard, filled with bodies of their own and humans alike, making their Medic sick.
"I'm going to lose my lunch," cried their medic. One of his squad mates threw him the look and he quickly shut up as they countied to run.
After what seem like forever, they finally manage to find the crashed bomber plane. But one look at it they could tell no one survived the crash.
The structure of the plane was a mess, torn and twisted in many ways. It was unrecognizable for a B-52 bomber. Brine look around in the wreck and knew the enemy must have fired more than the needed number of missiles to take it down. Probity to kill the crew as well.
Suddenly, he heard a noise he knew too well. He quickly turned around as a missile struck feet away from him, killing his squad and sending him flying into a blown up car.
He quickly got on his paws and grab his M4 Carbine Assault Rifle and took cover behind the car. As he look around the car, he saw what he knew was. A M3 Bradley carrying Human troops and they were looking for him.
To end him.
He was scared, but he knew he had to avenge his squads deaths. Putting on a brave face, he loaded his gun and charge in, letting his gun do the talking.
One by one, the soldiers fell, but unluckily, the M3 Bradley didn't and started to fire it's machine gun at him, forcing him to duck for cover.
"I need air support NOW!" Brine yelled over his radio as the machine gun fired intensify as it was getting closer to his position.
Suddenly, there was three massive explosions from behind the car he was hiding. Brine look as 3 F-35 Lighting 2's struck the M3 Bradley, turning it into scarp metal.
"Fuck the humans!" Brine heard one of the pilots yelled as the squad flew away to aid another team. Just then, A Black Hawk landed near him.
"Come on Sergeant, we got to get out of here!" yelled the soldier. "Houston has fallen."
With nothing to lose, he race to the helicopter and got on. The Black Hawk took for Base Alpha, which was located near Denver in the Rocky Mountains. It was their only major base and nicely hidden from the humans.
Brine watch from the Black Hawk as Houston burned from the air, as heavy fighting was still happening within the city as they were desperately trying to evacuated the population to Denver.
"Um, Brine? Brine?!"
Brine shook from his trance and discovered Verner shaking him back to reality. "You been standing out here for a hour, is everything ok?"
"Just memories," said Brine, shaking his head. "Let's get something to eat, I'm starving." The two walk inside the Mess Hall, with the explosions of war still within his mind.
….
He couldn't find Verner anywhere, but he didn't mind. "He's probity off with the rest of his buddies," said Brine as he walk to were his father, Chase, was.
It was hard living up to his fathers name. His father was Chase William Hunter, not only the President of the United Republic, but he also leaded the resistance to victory and was the team leader of the old group Paw Patrol.
He shuttered when he thought of them. They had been through a lot. They were on the front lines the day the war begin, back in 2022. If they had died then, the pup race would be doomed.
He was proud of his father, though, and he was of him too. It wasn't every day that your son, only about 6 years of age, shoot his first enemy, who was trying to kill his father.
After a few minutes of walking, he arrived at the cabin. This was the place on the U.R.S Enterprise that oversees the flight deck of the carrier, which at the moment, didn't have a single soul out there.
….
He couldn't find Verner anywhere, but he didn't mind. "He's probity off with the rest of his buddies," said Brine as he walk to were his father, Chase, was.
It was hard living up to his fathers name. His father was Chase William Hunter, not only the President of the United Republic, but he also leaded the resistance to victory and was the team leader of the old group Paw Patrol.
He shuttered when he thought of them. They had been through a lot. They were on the front lines the day the war begin, back in 2022. If they had died then, the pup race would be doomed.
He was proud of his father, though, and he was of him too. It wasn't every day that your son, only about 6 years of age, shoot his first enemy, who was trying to kill his father.
After a few minutes of walking, he arrived at the cabin. This was the place on the U.R.S Enterprise that oversees the flight deck of the carrier, which at the moment, didn't have a single soul out there.
Taking a deep breath, Brine push the door opened and walk inside, the door behind him clicking shut.
The Cabin was basically the control room of the ship. Everywhere you look, there was electronics and the highest tech computers ready to be use. Meanwhile, Chase was standing at the glass with his leading Scientist, looking out in the vast of Space.
"Hey Dad," said Brine, getting his fathers attention. "Hello Brine," said Chase as the two hug each other. "What's the problem?" ask Brine as the head scientist, Tech, walk over.
"The reason why we called you here because we have a mission for you," said Chase, smiling. He knew Brine was getting restless on the ship. He wanted action. That's what made him a great soldier.
"What kind of mission?" ask Brine as Tech, using a hologram device, showed him a planet that looked really similar to Earth.
Brine was shock to see it. "Did you guys really..." Chase cut him off before he could finish his sentence. "Yes, yes we did."
"Is it habitable?" ask Brine. "Yep," said Tech. "It's super habitable. No signs of industrial equipment and pollution of any kind. It's perfect for us."
Brine was so happy he actually cried a bit. They would have actually have a home again. One free from Humans trying to kill them all. One, to called Home.
"When will we arrive?" said Brine putting back on his serious face. "We will arrive tomorrow," said Tech. "Your mission is one of exploration. We will drop three submarines, both of the Ohio Class, tomorrow in the ocean. You and a few others will be drop onto the shore to explore the surrounding area.
"Yes sir," said Brine. "Then you might want to get some sleep, you have a busy day tomorrow." Brine nodded in agreement and left the room. Tech decided to speak his only concern.
"Mr. President?" said Tech. "Are you sure if there's life on this planet, they won't try to kill us?"
"I hope not, that's all I can wish for," says Chase.