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English: Yippie Ki Yay
Translated English: Yippie Ki Yay
In the south palace, mid afternoon.
3rd POV
The scene opens up on the South Palace. This is the ancestral home of crown prince's past. Those destine to become the new ruler of Saderan Empire. However if the people of the empire could be honest. The once illustrious home is a cesspool of debauchery. Those of ill manner nobility venture there of their own accord. The new crown prince was a contemptible man. Had he been born any lower by a single sibling he would have been killed and his funeral brief. Sadly, for all the rotten luck this and the next world has. He was first in line to the throne and thus his sadism was tolerated. In the most looses of terms. Currently First Prince Zorzal El Caesar, first of his name; favorit past time of late was abusing his favorit slave. The former queen of the Warrior Bunny race.
"Huff, Huff, Is that all you got Tyuule? Tsk come on I've fucked children with more vigor then you!" Prince Zorzal mocked as he fucked her raw. She screams in agony causing the sadistic prince to increase his speed with an ever-growing smirk. "That's it. Huff, huff. Squeal you damn whore, ha ha ha! Squeal for me!"
The fallen queen let's out a loud squeal in agony before going limp. Much to the prince annoyance. "Tsk, pathetic. And you use to be the queen of warriors. I should order the rest of your race to be wiped out…"
"NO!" Tyuule choked out in agony. "No, Please your grace. Mercy. Mercy for my… people. I… I'll do better. I swear it."
Hearing her beg did nothing but stroke the princes ego. Hiding a sadistic smirk he remarks, "Oh very well. Curse my bleeding heart. Should you do better tomorrow I won't have your worm like race killed."
A knocking soon came at the door and the prince rolled his eyes before motioning Tyuule to leave. She soon limped out the back door. Bruised, battered and dripping with that insufferable man's seed. Once gone the Prince called out for the stranger to enter. The doors open and in walks Earl Marcus first of his name and trusted retainer of the emperor.
"Zorzal El Caesar… Your highness." Marcus greeted only to see the prince naked on his bed. Quickly shielding his eyes. "My apologies your highness. I will leave you to…"
"Nonsense Marcus. Tell me what sends you." Zorzal said as he stands up right proudly. He walks over to a jug and downs a huge gulp of wine. Not caring that he was naked.
"Um very well. I must ask you why you degrade yourself to lay with a repugnant demi-human beast?" Marcus asked only to earn a loud laugh from Zorzal.
"Ha, simple Marcus. I consider myself an, 'Enlightened' gentleman. Discrimination of race is bellow my needs." Zorzal chuckles.
"And should she become pregnant?" Marcus asked.
"That'll be fine. My bastard would be the rightful king of those mongrels… heh, but then again. Their nation already been destroyed and 'mysteriously' subjugated. The poor idiot has no idea and yet she still begs for my cock. Thinks it will save her people." Zorzal said with a wicked smile before gulping down the rest of the jug of wine.
As he does Marcus couldn't help but pity the poor queen. True he had no heart for demi humans but the things this prince does to his defeated enemies was beyond sadistic. He recalled the Imperial bunny Warrior wars. Many, many soldier died in a slow campaign. More girls were killed then enslaved. In hopes of saving her people Queen Tyuule offered herself up, but in a controversial choice the prince ordered her people to be enslaved or eliminated. To this day the land that was once known as the plains of the Bunny Warriors was now known as the Plains of the Impaled. Roads going for miles had severed skulls, old blood, and pikes going on for miles of those who refused to be enslaved. Many minor nobility had disinherited there children who had a hand in these atrocities. He shakes his head clear of those thoughts as Zorzal finishes his jug of wine. Last thought to enter his mind was what horror the empire shall go through once he's crowned emperor.
"Now, Marcus why have you really come? I'm sure there's more important tasks for the Interior Minster then to peep on a prince when he's relieving himself on a worthless mutt." Zorzal asked.
"Well… the truth is sire. There seems to be a bit of restlessness among some of the senators." Marcus explains gaining the attention of Prince Zorzal.
"(Sigh) Is it Diabo? Trying to mess with the order of succession again?" Zorzal asked with an annoyed look.
"No your highness, it isn't. It appears that envoys sent by our enemies from the south has organized some sort of secret meeting. Perhaps a plot to bribe the senators. To ensure the peace negotiation works in there favor." Marcus explains gaining the attention of Zorzal. He then adds on, "Apparently, it's already underway at this very moment in the imperial gardens."
"What? Have the old finally lost sense of there obligation?" Zorzal asked with a mad look in his eye.
"Well, it also became recently know that despite the valiant of those sent before. Few return the rest were believed to be dead until news of prisoners for the traitorous Italica. Were released to form some kind of security force. Odds are if they survived then those who have kin in the senate have as well and will push for concessions to be granted. In exchange for their safe return." Marcus explains angering Prince Zorzal further.
"Cowards… the lot of them. Especially those of this Ameri-ca. Tsk." Prince Zorzal said before spitting on the ground. He then turns to Marcus before remarking. "Very well I shall meet these senators and give them hard advice on the status of traitors and what the empire does to them. And to see this Envoy welp. Perhaps strangle some information from his snake like neck."
Prince Zorzal called out to his surfs to ready his stead before gathering his trusted friends to ride out with him. All the while unaware of Marcus smiling smugly as he thought to himself, 'It's becoming all to easy for me to trick the damn brute… (Sigh) But once he becomes emperor I think I shall leave for the north. Least then I won't have to worry about a mad tyrant and his empire burning.'
The view cut's to Zorzal as he rides out with his friends. These men were just as sadistic as the prince, and with him as a friend their behavior was never called out least they incite the wrath of the prince. As they rode on one of his friends rode beside the prince.
"Your majesty, what shall we do when we arrive?" He asked with a wide grin on his face.
"We shall take them captive. But don't be afraid to kill. Once exposed we shall parade their corpses or naked through the streets. There lands shall be ceased and there wives will be punished for there failure. Something I'm sure you men can handle." Zorzal said earning leering chuckles and toothy grins from his friends. He then turned back to the road with an even wider smile. He then muses with his eyes close. "As for me, I shall find this Envoy and cleave his lying head clean from his body. Parade it on my sword to the palace. Ah, I can already hear the cheers and music already."
Meanwhile in the Imperial court garden on the outskirts of the city.
Play "Jingle, Jangle, Jingle" by Kay Kyser for added effect
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along And they sing, "Oh, ain't you glad you're single"
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
The Scene opens up on the Imperial gardens. A huge party was being hosted with may nobility families and extended family. Children were playing this new sport, baseball. Woman enjoying new cosmetics, and men enjoying savory meats with exquisite seasonings. To them, this is all but a taste of Peace.
Oh, Lillie Belle
Oh, Lillie Belle
Though I may have done some foolin'
This is why I never fell
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
jingle, jangle, jingle
And they sing, "Oh, ain't you glad you're single"
jingle, jangle, jingle
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
Over in the Gazebo, Princess Pina sits with a smile on her face. Sipping ice tea from her cup as she listens to the compliments and thanks for her role in freeing there relatives. As she politely excepts them she spots two familiar face approaches her. Kennedy accompanied by agent Connor.
"Ah Lord Representative Kennedy. Mr. Connor. How are you?" Pina asked.
"Well, seems everyone is enjoying the garden party." Bobby said with a smile.
Pina gives a nod before turning to the group of high-ranking household members. "Gentlemen, this is Lord Representative Kennedy. The man who had this party organized and who is helping secure peace between our two nations."
Kennedy gave a polite wave before introducing himself. "Please call me Bobby. For now I'm just another guest for the party but I'm free to answer any questions you may have."
Something to which he would regret. As he soon swarmed with multiple questions ranging from what's America to like, to the return of there loved ones.
Oh, Mary Ann
Oh, Mary Ann
Though we done some moonlight walkin'
This is why I up and ran
I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, "Oh, ain't you glad you're single"
And that song ain't so very far from wrong
So I'll jingle on along
An hour of answering multiple questions Kennedy was saved by Pina who pulled him away. Now overlooking the lake Bobby remarks, "Thanks Princess. But I have to ask why you said it was my idea? If anything the credit should go the Myui."
"Aye, it should. Though sadly due to the war faction in the senate her family name is all but banned from the capital. She is seen as a traitor and traitors are at best, not welcomed." Pina explains with some sadness in her tone.
"Oh… how horrible. From the brief interactions with her she seems like a sweat girl." Booby remarks with a disappointed tone. He then asked, "Though she isn't welcome how come her maids are… well least only the human maids."
"They are my guest. Many nobles have no clue whom there works use to be and even then, they can always say it's me. As for the lack of Demi-humans… The Imperial capital is not welcome to them. Far from it." Princess Pina explains as she points to a statue dedicated to the soldiers who died in the Imperial Warrior Rabbit war. "Most Demi Human kingdoms were enslaved or destroyed. The few who survive do so out of kindness or risk of slavery. Even here in the capital those who live among us do so in the slums of Akusho district."
"Hmm, sounds like the Silver legion ideals. (Sigh) Guess it's only human nature." Bobby remarks before he hears someone racing towards him. Before he could turn around he felt a child wrapping around his arms.
"Lord Representative Kennedy!" A little girl groans with annoyance. "Step sister Klaudia keeps showing off her pearl necklace. It's so Annoying!"
Completely confused Bobby. He was about to ask who the girl was when the girls mother pulled her away. "Sherry! Stop that."
"You highness, Lord Representative Kennedy." The father said as he approaches. "Please forgive the discourteousness of my daughter. The Ameri-can envy fever took hold when she saw my firstborn daughter's new jewelry."
The two then proceed to drag their daughter Sherry away when Agent Connor whispered something in Bobby's ear. "If I'm not mistaken that's the House of Thierry. They have a close relationship to the Marquis Casel."
"The leader of the Senate? Hmm" Bobby said as he strokes his chin. Coming up with an idea he puts on his Boston Charm. Approaching the family just before they could scold her. "Now, now. Don't scold her. Envy is a powerful motivator and for better or worse it can be used for and against one's self."
He then kneels down to Sherry and a handsome smile he pat's her head soothingly before saying, "You shouldn't go causing trouble for your parents. Honor thy parents. But if you promise to behave and be a good child I can promise you freshwater pearl necklace going your way."
The little girls eye beams with adorableness and with a nod she promises. The family thanks Bobby for his mercy as well as helping them keep their child under some rains. As they walk away Pina couldn't help but notice something.
"Well, I think the girl has fallen for you." Pina said with a smile.
"Oh your too kind but despite the rumors I'm happily married." Bobby said with a smile. "Now I believe you wanted to see Lieutenant Eastwood?"
Pina gives a nod and Bobby lead her to the back edge of the garden where the woodlands just laid. In a dug out, a makeshift shooting range was set up with 3rd Recon and Thundering 3rd were instructing the most influential members of the Senate the destructive power of their weapons. Lord Ciciral was holding a Springfield rifle. Trying to get a good shot at the armor rack. As he wobbles staff sergeant Freeman leans beside him. Holding the rifle at the center.
"Hold your arm out. Stop wobbling. And remember to squeeze not yank the trigger." Freeman said as he helps adjust the Senators arm.
Giving a nod he aims carefully before following his instructions. Sure enough his aim was true. The kickback while surprising was nothing compared to the time he fell down a flight of stairs. However when he got a good look he was shocked by the hole in the armor. Saderan armor could stop arrows and most forms of blunt weapons. Yet this weapon punched a hole from nearly fifty yards. Along with that he had seen some of his fellow senate men punch holes in pure iron shields.
"By the gods." Lord Ciciral said as staff sergeant Freeman takes the rifle back.
"What you all just shot is the M1903 Springfield Rifle. The oldest in use weapon we have. Now to demonstrate the current weapon in use is the M2 Garand. As well as the Thompson Light Rifle." Freeman announced before giving a nod. Scott and Hutchins walked over. Scott holding the Thompson and Hutchins the M2 Garand.
"You may fire when ready gentlemen." Freeman said as he pulls out a cigarette.
Scott leveled his Thompson and with some trigger discipline unleashed a volley fire of .30 Carbine. Meanwhile Hutchins took his time. Aiming precisely with the m2 Garand. After a few moments the two depleted their ammo before shouldering their weapons. Eastwood then walks over from Freeman holding a strange rifle.
"As you can see the M2 Garand is not a bolt action rifle. It can continually fire with a single pull of the trigger, but the Thompson can sustain a fully automatic fire without need of pulling the trigger multiple times. However, that may change. Recently a new rifle is in production. Lucky for you all, you get a front row demonstration." Eastwood said as he presents the rifle. It was a strange design. Had the charging handle on the inside of Carrying handle. Stock, grip and pistol handle were made from wood while the metal looked stamped. "This here is the Buffalo Machine Rifle or BMR 52. It got it's kinks but should the war continue, you'll be seeing our boys using it. Meant to cross the bridge between the rifle and machine guns. Something you'll see very shortly."
Eastwood then inserts the twenty round 30.06. He inserts the magazine before charging the gun. Turning Around he put's the rifle to his shoulder and takes aim. A single shot went off and punches through the shield. He continues firing in single shot till all twenty rounds were expelled. He then drops the magazine before inserting another charging the round. He then switches the mode to full auto and gave it a burst shot. The weapon kicked and pulled up but he could easily handle it. As he destroyed the armor targets in front, the senators watch on in horror. Images of a lone soldier being able to kill so many men with ease haunted the senators' minds. They could practically hear it now. The sounds of there subjects' screams. The crackling of wood and stone under fire. The sound of soldier's boots carrying underway. It proved too much that Lord Ciciral had to look away. As he does, he notices Bobby Kennedy and Princess Pina. With batted breath he approached the two.
"Ah, Hello again Lord Ciciral. I hope you find the demonstration enlightening." Bobby said with a smile.
"Let us save the formality Lord representative Kennedy. What does the Ameri-can Nation want with ours?" Lord Ciciral asked earing a raise brow from Kennedy.
"Oh? I'm sure the princess told you what we want most of all." Kennedy said with a smile.
"Please don't jest with us. As your soldier explained. Not only are every soldier armed with these weapons but you have given them to Italica's guards. Surely you can easily over take the empire so why bother with the peace talks in the first place?" Lord Ciciral demanded earing the attention of the rest of the group.
Kennedy noticing the group of powerful senators were listening to him. So taking this moment he'd explained, "We weren't jesting about wanting peace. I'm sure the princess has told you about the three previous wars. Did she told you of the first one? The civil war that tore our nation in five. Despite winning and order restored the amount of blood that was spilled left a rather nasty taste for war. Following the two wars after American's were tired of seeing our boys dying. So we wished to prior non interventionist policies. Most Americans wish to see this happen and thanks to the work of your princess we may be able to achieve it."
"Hmm, I was told of your countries past wars. In our history we'd always seek out or wait with great anticipation for the next one." Lord Ciciral regales.
"Well, that may be the case for you but when you loose over a million lives in the first year of the war people tend to want an end to it." Kennedy explains causing the Senators to go silent.
"A… million?" Lord Ciciral asked with a dumbfounded look on his face.
"Yes, the number went down in the following years but not by much. And that was for the civil war. The wars after doubled those numbers if we count the enemies side." Kennedy remarks earning a new wave of silence. The numbers were staggering. The worst the empire had ever lost was nothing short of 100,000. A one tenth of that number. Lord Ciciral realized that if he were in the same shoes he would seek a quick peace over the bloody war. But he knew that despite this war ending peacefully there will be a cost.
"I understand… but surely there is more than peace on your mind. What are Ameri-can's other demands?" Lord Ciciral asked. "Surely there is more then peace that your government wants after the conflict inflicted in the early parts of the war?"
"A fair observation. There are a few things we'd wish for the peace deal. 1. The empire must admit fault for starting the war. Punishing those who have acted reckless and maliciously. 2. All Americans taken prisoner will be returned. If they had died due to mistreatment then the ones who sold, purchased, and caused there deaths will be handed over to face justice for human trafficking. 3. The city of Italica and it's lands will be released and recognized as an independent nation. Along with that Alnus hill for a hundred Leagues radius will be cede to America. 4. The empire shall pay reparation worth an estimated 200 million Suwani. Lastly the peace deal be signed and trade arrangements be made." Kennedy explain, however the look on everyone's faces caused much confusion. He was about to ask what was wrong when suddenly a few senators blurted out.
"200 Suwani!" "Gods be good there isn't enough money in the world to pay for that!" "Our children's, children, children will be paying for that debt!" "If my friends hear about this, they'll throw themselves from the tallest building!" "Hardy's will I'd join him."
Pina was no different upon hearing the amount of money that would be owed. She nearly fell to the ground flabbergasted. The image of Kennedy was a kind and almost charismatic man changed to an evil demon moments within her mind. She fell to the ground as she looked on in horror at Kennedy.
"That w-w-w-would be a death s-sentence… Lord Representative Kennedy. Please tell me your jesting."
"Is that a bit much? I was just only just applying the exchange rate between or money. Is actually half our governments annual budget." Kennedy explains causing Pina to collapse as if she had a heart attack. The Senators almost passed out from the shock as well.
"200 hundred Suwani… budget?... Molt be damned for kicking the sleeping dragons foot." One senator mutters.
"Think the bear would be a better term… but all the same… we may have done more wrong." Lord Ciciral says with the wide eye looked on his face.
Kennedy could clearly see the senators were in distress about the reparation costs. He then quickly addresses them detailing how the reparation amount can be altered through the discussions and that this is just simply the first of many peace talks. Giving the empire much time to discuss a better arrangement. As they do, Eastwood approaches the unconscious Pina. He takes a drag from his cigar before discarding the bud.
"You alright princess?" Eastwood asked as he kneels over her. Suddenly she blinked to life and grabbed ahold of Eastwood. Crying into him.
"Oh by the gods, Eastwood I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please forgive my troops for what you've done. Take away that monster just stop!" Pina screams out as she wails.
"Hey, the hell your talking about. Get off me!" Eastwood snaps as he tries to get Pina off him.
"How my knights attacked you without cause. What they did was wrong and I should have never tried to offer up the other to cover for there misdeeds!" Pina said through the wails further confusing Eastwood.
"What in the name of sassafras did you tell her!" Eastwood shouted at Kennedy only to be held tighter by Pina who screamed 'FORGIVE ME!' Feeling her strangling him he finally relents. "Fine, fine, fine! Your forgiven. Now get off my neck!"
What he had hoped would get her off him backfired immediately. As she begins crying joyfully as she hugged him tightly. As he considered threatening to tell his wife about this, a tactic that seems to get Rory off his back, Lance CPL Diesel approached him.
"Lieutenant Eastwood, we got a problem." Lance CPL Diesel said with radio in hand.
Eastwood got Pina off him. Taking the radio he then remarks, "Talk to me Corporal. What do you see, over?"
The view then shifts to Corporal Hathale, he was by Kowalski looking down a scoped Springfield rifle. Hathale states, "We got eight unidentified but armed riders. What's your call on it, over?"
"Describe them to me, over?" Eastwood asked.
"Lead rider's blond, wearing a purple tunic with the royal symbol. And had the dumbest grin I've seen. And I once saw King Edward smiling photo." Kowalski replies as he stares down the scope. The view pulls back to Eastwood. Eastwood gives a nod before turning to Pina.
"You have eight party crashers heading towards the party. One leading the dirty eight is flying the royal symbols. You wouldn't happen to know them would yah?" Eastwood asked.
"Uhhh… not sure who it could be. We have many who carry the sigil of my family. Could be a messenger." Pina explains.
Eastwood thought about it for a few moments before making up his mind. "Corporal Hathale, Private First Class Kowalski. Pull back. Ain't going to leave much to chance. Not when peace is so close."
"Understood Lieutenant. We're heading out now." Kowalski said before the radio went silent. He then turned to Freeman and remarked, "Call in the jeeps. We haul ass in five."
Freeman nods as he discards his cigarette. He calls in the jeeps before ordering his troops to quickly hide any signs of their presence. As they do the Senators watch on with confusion. No idea what's going on till three massive iron beast rode up to them. Kennedy then approached the group.
"Gentlemen, I'm sorry to say that this conversation will be taking place else. But please board the Jeeps. They be taking you to the South East Gate. There you can sneak back to your homes." Kennedy instructs as he helps Lord Ciciral into the back of the jeep.
"By the gods, what is this iron beast?" One of the senators asked before suddenly taking off. "And how does it move without horses? Is it really alive?"
As they mutter Lord Ciciral simple smiled and enjoyed the ride. He know not how this strange contraption moved but he enjoyed the open breeze on his face from how fast it moved. He was not the young man he use to be. Back then, he would love the feeling of wind in her hair as he rode his hoarse. Now older he can't ride like he did as a young man. He missed the feeling, and that brief moment of nostalgia just took his mind off all his troubles. As they drove off, the view cut's back to Prince Zorzal and his goons. What they had expected was a secret cabal of Senators. Plotting cowardly. Instead… it was just a party of low ranking nobles trying to position themselves.
"Marcus… what trickery is this?" He mutters to himself as he walked around the party. Spotting an older maid he approaches her. "You there! What is this!"
"This is a garden party, your Highness. Princess Pina has hosted this event for the families who lost families in the war." Kain answered with her head down. "Has the princess invited you?"
"Pina? (Sigh) no. I was led to believe otherwise…" The princes stopped mid-sentence. He noticed a tray of food, in particular was a strange white and yellow cake. "What in the name of the gods is that?"
"That is a Lemon spung cake. Really popular among the guest here." Kain responds as she pulls the maid aside and held out the plate. "Would you like one?"
"Lem…on spun-g cake? Looks like solid piss." Zorzal said with little regards to the strange food. He tossed the cake in his mouth and his world completely stopped. It was nothing he ever tasted. Citrusy and a bit sour. But… he could describe the consistently. It was so good he grabbed the tray from Kain and hastily chowed down on the cakes.
Seeing Zorzal enjoying the food, his fellow cronies proceeded to steal plates from guest, chow down on the treats and sweats. And stole the finest wines they could get their hands on. Zorzal munched down on ribs, enjoying how juicy and tender it's meat is. As he throws away the bone haphazardly he heard his name called out to him.
"Brother! Brother! What are you doing here?" Pina asked.
"Oh… so are you hosting this." Zorzal said as he tears off a huge piece of meat. "As to why am I here, is my presence needed like some Mongol dog you call?"
"Oh… um of course not!" Pina nervously said before noticing he did not apply the sauce laid out for the ribs. "Um Brother, I believe you forgot this. The Pig ribs taste much better when you apply this berry Sause to it."
Looking at it, Zorzal was unimpressed by it. Looked like liquid excrement to him. Though those delicious lemon wedges were some of the best cakes he'd ever had. So taking the jar and applying this 'berry sauce' he takes a bite… finding it had improved the delicious meat into something beyond his tastebuds comprehension. Dunking the entire Sause he greedily swallowed the ribs and grabbed more. As he does he asked Pina.
"Hmm, Pina where did you find a cook with such talent?" Zorzal asked.
"Oh it's my usual chef. They had bought a Cooking book from a Merchant from Italica. What you are sampling is cuisines from the other side that our chef's managed to mimic." Pina lied.
"(Gulp) Really (Burp) Well, if this is just the food alone. I can't wait to taste the forbidden fruit of those savages daughters once our flag is raised proudly over them!" Zorzal jeered before turning to his friends who agreed feverishly with him.
As he and his rowdy friends ate and stuffed themselves, Pina considered the idea of bringing them in the fold. Two children of the empire demanding peace along with a majority in the senate. There be no way for the pro war faction to cease the peace negotiations… but then again. Despite the hear says and whispers of Prince Zorzals legends. He is a brute. Not only that but a sadist egotistical brute. Guessing why he's here odds are he heard about the senators talking of peace and wanting to achieve glory in their arrest for his own ego sake. She reluctantly smiles as he and his friends raided the entire buffet. If they didn't eat or drink the entire food they stole the rest and headed back to the South Palace for seconds.
By then his interruption had left a bad impression on the guest, as well as stolen the food that should have last them all day. Despite the rude appearance of the Crown prince the guest return to their homes, happy to sample the fruits of peace that there husbands are working towards. As the maids clean up, Pina and Bobby sat in two lawn chairs overlooking the lake. As they looked at the glistening waters, Agent Connor approaches from behind with a tray of three tea cups.
"This was a threat to the pro peace. Your brother must have caught wind of what we are doing here." Agent Connor summarized.
"No, my brother is to vain to set up any kind of spy ring. From what I can understand it was probably Earl Marcus who tricked him into attending. Not to stop the senates but to threaten them." Pina said as she takes a cup of tea. "Had he really suspected them of treason he would have them executed, or imprisoned and shunned."
"I can see that. Boy's as sensitive as using a chainsaw to carve marble." Bobby remarks as he shakes his head. "I'm just glad out of the two of you. You're the most sensible of your family."
"Three actually. My brother Diablo but unlike my brother Zorzal he doesn't have a lot of pull. Only trained as a replacement should anything happen to Zorzal." Pina explains.
"Hmm, should we invite him to the talks?" Bobby asked.
"I'm afraid he is not in the capital at this time. The emperor had sent him to over see rumors of raids. Raids preformed by men in Khaki's… Something I'm sure you two are more then aware of." Pina said as she takes a sip from her cup. The two give each other knowing glances but did not respond to Pina's statement. After finishing her cup of teas she continued, "Regardless. This is a clear sign that we need to finish the peace talks. No telling what will happen next."
Bobby gives a nod and the two talked about what they shall do next. As they do, the scene cut's back to the Imperial Palace. There in the setting sun of the afternoon, Earl Markus reported the disappointing outcome that was suppose to end the peace faction.
"So… all Zorzal did was bullied a few low level nobles and stole there food? (Sigh) So typical of him." Emperor Molt said with a disappointment as he slouches against his arm.
"I do apologize sire. I had hoped this would have stopped the peace negotiations. But perhaps there will be more opportunity to end the senators cowardness." Markus said optimistically.
"Hmm… seems pointless at this time. Should we continue to play these games we will have a disadvantage among the senators." The Emperor declines as he stands up from his throne. He then slowly walks over to the window. He stares out at the Jade palace. He knew Pina brought the Ameri-cans to this palace. However, his love for his daughter prevented him from ransacking the place. After staring for a few moments, he finally relents; "Let the Senate begin their peace talks… but I will refuse to relinquish a single mile of land or gold coin. So long as they talk the enemy will hold their position."
"As you wish my Emperor." Marcus said with a bow. He then takes his leave once gone The emperor continues to look out at the Jade Palice. Wondering how these Ameri-cans convinced his daughter to side with them. Reports were hard to decifer. They were everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Able to kill from a distance and when in force able to overcome any obstacle. Was the gods punishing him for his greed? As much as these thoughts haunt him, he must hold a firm composure. If people see him then they will know that they are truly doomed. As the sun sets on the empire the scene cut's to the Dumas Mountains, forty miles south.
In the Dumas Mountain Range, hours later
In the snow peaked mountains of Dumas lies an Imperial Stronghold. Original built in early years during the Italica Imperial war it has stood as a sentinel watch tower against the Americans… till recently when a small force of Americans overran the entire fortress and secured it. Many attempts were made to retake it, none succeeded. This loss of a historic and strategic watch tower adds only fuel to the pro-peace faction call for ceasefire. However as of now, the historic stronghold was being watched by a different party.
Chief Volcatts of the Fanged League had journey south. Avoiding and occasionally raiding Imperial patrols. With the chaos that the Empire was in, he was shocked to see how easy it was to sneak past the Capital itself. The journey has been longed and he has yet to hear word from Wolf or Schmitts. Along with hearing rumors of the Empire on the brink of surrendering adds fuel to his worry. His daughter whom he has not seen in many moons was gone. Deciding to see if the rumors of this old fort. Sure enough they were true. The flag of a red, white, blue stripes and stars hanged proudly over the fortress.
"Chieftain should we advance?" One of the Voldralden asked.
"No. We made the mistake of underestimate them at the battle of Imperial mines. Least we make the same the Imperials made we shall observe." Chief Volcatts ordered. The others give a nod as they watched. Hours go by and nothing. It was as if there was nobody there. However to Voldralden they could smell the soldiers. They were watching back, from the shadows. Though why wasn't an alarm sounded Volcatts wasn't sure.
That's when he felt it. He'd been feeling something wrong in his guts for a long time now. He wasn't sure. His instincts was always on point but for some reason ever since a week ago he had this feeling of dread. It wasn't just him. All his men felt this, along with the few friendly Demi Humans. They feels something… off. That's when it hit. The ground begins shaking for no apparent reason. The fortress begins collapsing and snow came loose. The hundred strong never felt such force in there life as they struggled to stand. As the ground Shaked for thirty seconds Chief Volcatts realized something. Looking up at the peak of the mountain. A huge pile of snow had come loose, and was sliding down towards them.
"Avalanche! Go! Get out of here!" Chief Volcatts commanded. The Voltarian force raced back towards their horses as the snow came towards them. They had just got to the horses when a blurry of snow eclipses them. Going over them like a tidal wave of white. Seeing the horses gone the hundreds look around for shelter. Rocks, tree's, and make shift shelters with their shields. Anything to stop them from being pushed over the edge.
When the snow hit them like brick shithouse. Few stood up against the snow most got swept under or over the side to there deaths. Chief Volcatt held on as long as he could but the tree came undone, his second in command called out to him as he is pushed over the edge. Yet he didn't fall. Someone grabbed his arm at the last moment. Dangling precariously, Chief Volcatt looked up to see a man in grey once more. He wore that same greyish white cloth from before covering his face, with clothes that matches the snow. Only reason he didn't went over with the heavy armor Chief Volcatt was wearing was thanks to a rope tied around him. As the snow settled he pulled Chief Volcatt up. Standing on somewhat solid ground. Chief Volcatt took a moment to recover from his near death experience. Just as he does his fellow Fang Legion had already recovered and charged towards the grey stranger.
"Damned ghost, away from our chieftain!" One roared with his sword drawn. The man in grey drew his iron and wood staff but the moment was decollated by the chieftain.
"Atticus! No." Chief Volcatt ordered with his hand held up. "This one had saved my life."
"You sir… you kidnapped my daughter… yet despite that you risked your life twice for me. Why?" Chief Volcatt asked.
The man didn't say anything as he undid the rope around his waist. He looked over the forty wolf men before him before turning to the chief. Asking the chief in a broken tone. "U… Volcatt?"
"I am. Who are you?" Chief Volcatt asked with a raised brow from the man's accent. He didn't respond Rather rolled up the mask revealing a gruff face under the mask. He put's his hand to his mouth and made a sound that could be mistaken for an owl.
That's when over a dozen soldiers emerged out of nowhere. There clothes blend seamlessly with the snow. As they approach the Fang Legion wasn't sure if they should draw there swords but the chieftain reassured them to keep calm. That's when one soldier emerged. Removing his mask up he approaches the Chieftain and spoke.
"You are Chief Volcatt? I do apologies but I am the only one here who can speak lattin or as you call it the Common tongue." The man asked in fluent Latin.
"That I am. Who are you men in grey? I heard tale of the Men in Khaki but not of you. Though you wave the same flag… and wear a different one on your arm." Chief Volcatt answered as he points to the Bear insignia on the soldiers arm.
"We are. The flag you see raised is our countries. The one our arms is our unit coat of arms. The 10th Mountaineer Division." The man answered.
"Mountaineer? You mountain born as us?" Chief Volcatt asked.
"Me, no I'm from Kentucky. But we are trained to fight like we were. Hold the line as if we were, and most certainly as deadly as one." The man answers with a huge tone of pride. He then followed up by adding, "I assume you are here for your daughter?"
"That we are." Chief Volcatt answers with a hint of suspicion.
"Well… she isn't here. We took her back to Alnus hill. She's fine. Wolf and Schmitts are looking over her." The man explains much to Chief Volcatt's excitement and worry.
"Then why did you take our fellow shield sister?" Atticus asked with a snarl.
"She was sick, on the verge of dying. And the man we were going to save refused to leave her. Apparently developed a love relationship. So we had to take her with us. Got her medical aid and she will be able to walk without a cane in a month or two." The man said as he raised his hands to try and calm the tension.
"I would doubt those words. But you have saved me twice. Both times I thank you for. Yet you still haven't told me why?" Chief Volcatt asked again.
The man turned to the one who saved the Chief. He asked him what Volcatt asked. After a few moments the man talked before giving him a simple answer to which he describes. "As my Sargent said; enemy of my enemy is my friend. We have no qualm with your tribe. And if you died trying to save your daughter that would be a disgrace to the mountaineers."
"Hmm I see…" Chief Volcatt says as he scratches the bottom of his chin. Turning to the Sargant he held his fist to his heart. Saluting the man who saved him twice. "To that. I thank you. Sargant."
The man gives a salute before struggling to say, "Sargant… Frankford."
He then said a few words to the man before he translates it to Chief Volcatt. "My Sargant would like to invite you inside. We offer food, rest, and medical supplies. And once we reestablish connection with command we can order a flight of helicopters. To take you to Alnus."
"Hmm… Tell your Sargant I'd except your offer." Chief Volcatt said accepting the offer. The young man nods and translates as Volcatt begins undoing his scabbard from his belt. Expecting the custom of removing one's arms he was interrupted by Sargant Frankford who's words were translated.
"He said, no need. You can keep your weapons, we ain't enemies." The man said.
Chief Volcatt gives an understanding nod before ordering the remainder of his troops to follow the soldiers. As they enter, he looked down the mountain. Looking out at the Capital, he can see smoke rising from the city. Seems the ground shaking has affected the capital. How the people bellow faired he wondered for a bit before following his soldiers towards the fort.
Hello everybody Wombag1786 here. Christ that took so god damn long. I'm sorry for the long wait. Many Unforeseen things happen. For one I was graduating from college (Or at the time of this posting graduated.) Along with ten part miniseries, a new Halloween chapter (Spoilers: Post credit mixed with RDR1UN), running a few IRL events, a wedding. I had to focus on so many things. That said I am glad to finally publish this chapter. So, we finally get introduced to the worlds most hated royal antagonist… least in this anime. (Pin your top three most hated anime antagonist bellow and how you would off them. I might take inspiration) And as well as the sassy child of house Thierry. Can't wait to write more about her. As well as the AR 15. Designated as the Buffalo Machine Rifle or BMR 52 (Named after Buffalo Bill.) Even more excited to use this in the following conflict. As for the B plot it seems our Fang Legion Wolf men had met the Mountaineers. I wonder how the chieftain will react to his daughters pregnancy… and her lover. But that out of the way comes answering your questions and comments.
From MarauderPrime12: Thank you.
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From Perseus12: Yeah. Still persist to this day. But sadly that is not the problem for why this chapter is late. He is. Guess when I started I couldn't help but add a bit of Viggo Mortensen Aragorn. I do apologies for the wait. I'll get started on the next chapter Monday.
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From Celtcah: Was good to be back, and back again. (Call me W. Afton cause I always come back)
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From Crimson Weresloth: Thanks.
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From Panzerfaul: It is, again I apologies for being late with this chapter. Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it. I will. This Monday I will begin the next chapter.
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From Pastymasty123: Thank you. I can't promise that sadly. I want to stay close to the story… but not too close. I do plan on altering some key details. Certain people will die. Epic battles will be put to ink. And there will be an ending that fits the story. As for Zorzal… ha! What I have planned for him. Will leave you feeling Satisfied. Utterly satisfied.
Oh I have my plans. The last chapter is an Epilogue. Showing what has changed. Add some new faces with familiar names, and a glimpse of a Blue V Grey cold war.
Well, Agree to Disagree as to me. The American Caesar will be the death of America. If not by his choice to insert himself as dictator or to stepdown. (If he does step down then he will be signaling that if America is struggling a strong leader can take charge. Just like Rome. If not becoming it's Caesar setting a dangerous president of someone one day doing so)
Heh heh. As I told Airsoft and Crimson. Nope. The reactions from those two make me smile to much.
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From RedShirtRicky: Me too my red shirt friend. I am playing around with a few ideas including a saint, a revolver, and a 44 dirty stare. I have something similar planned for after the Flame Dragon Arc. I won't say but watch AAAirsoft Media "The Bear rest for the coming fight | Thus, The Bear Of The West Roamed There | Media Reviews" part 3 review. I gave him a hint to what I have in mind and it's going to be good.
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From GloGang214: *Wide smirk* I know. Used it as inspiration for the weapon.
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Well… now that's done. I again apologies for the late chapter. I hope you enjoyed it and will see you again real soon as I have no chapters needed beyond this story for the current foreseen future. Please Fav and Fol the story. Leave a comment or question down bellow and I'll get back to you.
Till then. This is Wombag1786 signing off.