A/N: Welcome to the second chapter! I actually wrote this before releasing chapter one as I plan to make this Fic one where I will always have at least one chapter written already that will only be released once another chapter is done, with the exception being the final chapter of course. In case any of you get confused, when the agents talk to non-Halkeginians it will mostly be Smith unless Johnson decides to have an outburst or something.
When talking to Halkeginians, Smith will usually be the one talking as well because Johnson can understand the language but can't speak it due to not paying attention during the classes. Right, enough of that, without further ado, let's move on to reviews for the story.
ATP: USA grab resources for democracy, so everything will be O.K ! and each and every killed native would be dangerous terrorist.
Yup, everything will be fine!
AbaddontheDevourer: Interesting. Would love to see the response from Halkeginia when they see a Century or Harbinger in the skies.
Oh I have something mentioned in this chapter which is much better.
Robo Reader 21: Okay, don't think it's impossible for black ops agents to neutralize a school of mages that would never suspect an attack of any kind, but your gonna need more than two agents cause that's hard to swallow. Also, the fact that they neutralized all the familiars there as well is very hard to believe, especially since one is a dragon.
Well, they were covered by smoke from Louise's explosion. The dragon would likely rush to try and find out what happened to its master rather than fly away in shock due to the bond. That made it easy picking for the tranquilizer gun. As for the kitchen, they used a rocket so not much issue there. For the dining hall, fine, my laziness made it difficult to believe but realistically, they used up a bunch of ammo and most of their supplies. The high ground advantage helped but remember, these mages are hardly combat ready. That is why Johnson and Smith took down the adults and braver students as priority targets. If you still don't buy it, then just pretend they are Master Chiefs from Halo on Easy difficulty or some other super soldier.
Guest: Interesting idea. Keep up the good work.
Thanks.
Gem Warrior: I found it very funny even if part of it is unbelieveable. The dragon, slyphid, would have reacted to Tabitha going down and one of them, Guiche's mole, would have dove in the ground. not unless they used a massive gas bomb to get everyone in a single shot before they realized it.
Other than that, the language problem is going to be hard to cross not unless they find Siesta and conscript her to be a translator even if they have to use japanese to get the messages across.
Sylphid would have wondered why her big sister suddenly fell over and started sleeping and end up getting shot in the process as she is still a child. As for Verdande… Let's just say that he was tired from the summoning, it's my story so just go with it. The language barrier won't be too big an issue. The President eventually will educate everyone to fully speak the language after some underhanded trade agreements with France or something I'm sure.
Since everyone apparently can't accept that America and guns are all powerful, I have added 'OP America' and 'Crack With Plot' into the summary so go and review about how awesome it will be to see Halkeginia be destroyed or something rather than how unrealistically strong the agents are please? Now, on to the story!
The sun rose slowly over the horizon as the body clocks of the two Men in Black agents kicked in and they awoke as they did everyday back in their homeland. The tranquilizers they used were designed to last an entire day so the portal either opened within morning or they would have a castle full of enemies needing to be subdued with barely any ammo.
Johnson and Smith took turns watching the field for any sign of the portal returning while the other watched the gates for any unexpected visitors. The morning was mostly uneventful in the beginning until Smith received a faint transmission from his comm. He was unable to make out what it said but knew it meant they were close to getting the portal reopened.
After a few moments, he heard the transmission again, this time stronger. He called Johnson back from the gate and waited with him for the portal to open as the transmission said. In five minutes, a huge green hexagon opened up which took up a large portion of the field and out of it rolled an armored personnel carrier. The APC opened up to reveal a squad of soldiers armed to the teeth with what seemed to be tranquilizer weapons. One of the men from the APC revealed himself to be the leader of the troops and headed towards the agents.
"Hey Johnny, let me do the talking alright?"
"Fine fine."
"I'm General Hoffman, I've already been informed of your mission, doing fine?"
"Yes, we have secured the building and neutralized all threats in the area."
"Quite impressive, I was told they were extremely advanced and yet here I see for myself they are rather primitive, medieval even."
"Yes, however, they appear to have magic. It, apparently, is what opened the portal."
"Magic?! You've gotta be kidding me, you mean I've just stepped through the portal into a world of fairy tales? What's next, you gonna tell me there's dragons?"
Smith pointed to a giant blue scaly creature rested against the academy building.
"I think that's a dragon."
"You're joking…"
He marvelled at the beast for a few moments before composing himself.
"Well, that's enough for one day, my orders are to secure any and all captives and bring them back to base for processing."
"Right, there are three locations where we have people held, that shed there, the pantry in the kitchen and the main dining hall. As for the animals, we left them in the field, the tranquilizer is going to wear off soon so I suggest you and your men get moving."
"No worry, there's more where that came from."
Just as he said, two more APCs rolled out from the portal, each carrying a squad of men who immediately reported to the General. He barked out his orders and sent one squad to each location where they moved the captives through the portal into the facility at Area 52. The agents were on standby for an hour or so and they watched the line of people disappear and appear through the portal with their human cargo. Hoffman turned to the two agents after talking on the comm.
"The President wants to see you, I'll lead you to him. Read this as we go."
The two operatives were handed a folder which detailed the details of the world they were in. They were supposedly on the continent of Halkeginia and a rough map was included in the file. The religion of almost the entire area was Brimirism, they worshiped some man as a God for founding magic and saw him as the Founder.
They followed the General through the portal and into a soundproof room in the basement of the facility. Along the way they found out that their current country was Tristain and its capital city was not too far from here. The area they invaded was actually a magic academy for nobles who were mages. Those without magic seemed to be treated as second class citizens only because of their birth.
"This is as far as I go."
Hoffman headed back to his duties and the agents continued down the hallway where they met with the man and his two guards.
"I trust you are well gentlemen. First of all, allow me to congratulate you on a job well done, do you have a report ready?"
"Yes sir, it is right here."
"Fantastic, I will need you here to answer any questions I have so please take a seat."
Johnson and Smith sat down before the President as he looked through the report Smith had prepared.
"Alright, I have a few facts I wish to clear up. Firstly, what is the strength of this magic?"
"I don't know too much but it seems that they use four elements, fire, water, wind and earth."
"Hmm, most interesting. Next, what is the belief there?"
"Not sure honestly sir, a bunch of them kept praying to something called Brimir when we fought them. They also seem to look down on those without magic."
"I see, so it is a religious magic based society?"
"I'm not too sure myself but I would call it a Caste System, where one is locked into the class he is born in and privileges are decided based on birth."
The President furrowed his brow and closed his eyes in deep thought for a moment.
"I feel it is our duty as human beings to help those who are less fortunate than us and to right those who believe in a crooked system. Having your entire life be decided based on birth is wrong. However, as you two have spent the most time there, I want to hear from you, do you think we should do something?"
It was then that the usually quiet Johnson spoke.
"Sir, permission to speak freely?"
He gestured his hand forward in acknowledgement.
"Let's give them some freedom and democracy!"
"Well said."
The President smiled and gestured for his two guards to leave the room.
"Right then, sorry to get you to do work so soon but I have a special mission and I need people akin to the place, making you two the best candidates. What I say now remains in this room gentlemen, back out now or be executed to keep your silence.."
The two agents nodded.
"America is falling, our economy is falling into a major recession that is going to be much worse than the Great Depression all those years ago. Frankly I don't know how much longer we can last…"
"Sir…"
"Hold your tongue Smith. We are out of options, either we take this land for its resources or face the collapse of our own nation. It is medieval and its caches of precious metals and resources remain practically untouched. I have authorized lethal force to be used on its inhabitants except those capable of magic, they are to be captured and used for research. Their magic is powerful and can revive our economy faster than you can say Bob's your uncle. Based on some interrogations, we have concluded that the mages are capable of transmutation, they can turn rocks into gold boy, rocks into gold!"
"So we are going to war?"
"Unofficially yes, I plan to take over the entirety of this new world and after draining it dry, we will start to move people onto through. The secret about this world beyond the portal cannot be known by any other countries, they will do anything to get a slice of the pie."
"What exactly is our mission?"
"Negotiation, I want the two of you to head over to the capital and speak to the Princess, she is apparently the ruling monarch of the nobles in the nation of Tristain since the Queen is in mourning or something."
"You wish for us to make her surrender?"
The President turned a laptop around to face the agents and it played a video.
"Yes, you will show to her this, a test bombing of our latest weapon, the Freedom Eagle."
"You mean to shock her into giving up for fear of her country being annihilated?"
"Correct, but of course I would not really bomb it, it is merely an empty threat meant to scare her. However, I do not jest about going to war to claim the land, if she refuses to surrender, I will not hesitate to initiate a hostile takeover of the entire nation."
"I understand."
"Good, your mission starts tomorrow, for today, the entire magic academy will undergo renovations to be transformed into a functioning military outpost."
"Understood."
The two agents left the office and headed to the canteen for lunch where Johnson brightened up from the serious mood the conversation had left him in upon seeing the burger stall. He rushed over to the store and purchased a cheeseburger and devoured it lovingly. It was frankly quite disturbing the way he did it. Smith, on the other hand, walked to the store he had loved the most and ordered a huge juicy steak medium rare with a side of coleslaw.
"So Johnny, what do you think the Princess is gonna be like?"
"She'll probably have some kind of special hair color like maybe orange, no wait, purple! She'll have purple hair, I know it!"
"Okay… I meant her personality though…"
"Oh, she'll be like an angel I bet, completely oblivious to the realities of the world from her position."
"Heh, we'll see I guess…"
They ate in silence after that and then decided to check on the upgrades of the academy after their meal. They reached the portal room only to discover the doorway was blocked by a familiar blue dragon. The portal had been expanded but even then the large reptilian beast could not fit through smoothly. Smith helped call a forklift over and used it to tug the dragon through. It finally was squeezed through after a couple of minutes and the duo made their way through the portal.
Across the portal, they found that the captured academy had been transformed into a pseudo firebase. The windows of the building were fitted with mounted guns and gun emplacements were set up along its circular wall. The flimsy metal gate had been replaced with a double blast door with guards posted on either side.
As if that wasn't enough, at the Headmaster's office which had a window overlooking the gates and facing the capital, Tristania, they installed a siege Howitzer and aimed it towards the capital. The large barrel required the glass window be removed and replaced with a metal barricade. The barrel stuck out like a sore thumb as it poked through an opening in the barricade.
"Damn this place looks like it could hold out forever!"
"You can say that again, hey look over there!"
Smith pointed to the portal where a large flatbed carried helicopters through. It brought an Apache and Pave Hawk. Behind it, another flatbed with an extended trailer carried a Defender, Venom and on the extended trailer sat an experimental Speed Hawk. A construction team soon followed and got to work onto one of the five towers along the academy walls.
"Wow, they're gonna turn those towers into helipads!"
"We're gonna have some major firepower here, what's next a tank?!"
As if spoken by the devil himself, when Johnson mentioned it, an Abraham tank rolled through the portal and came to a halt before the two agents. The top of it opened to reveal the General they spoke to earlier.
"I see you're enjoying the view?"
"You've gotta be shittin' me."
"'Fraid not sonny, we're preparing for a full scale take over and frankly, they don't stand a chance, we're planning to just roll this tank over and annihilate them with it if your mission fails. Even then that's overkill, it's like using a missile to destroy an ant."
"Yea, no joke…"
"The Pres insisted we bring copters along as well, though I doubt that's even necessary."
"You're gonna send them to recon the nearby area then?"
"That's right Smithy, there's bound to be a bunch of villages scattered around and until we get a working satellite in orbit, the helis are what we're gonna use to spot 'em."
"What's the plan when you do?"
"Based on new orders from the Pres, any non-mages are to be moved to that great expanse of land to the East of the academy where they will be integrated as US citizens. Them magic guys will be sent to the facility for R&D and weird animals like ogres and the like are to be sent through as well. The science guys are real happy 'bout that dragon the dragon the two of you bagged. They were practically drooling when we towed it to their front door. Hell, they even went to seek authorization for a separate facility to be built next to the existing one just for animal research!"
"Think they could whip up dragon steak?"
"Hahaha, I bet they could Johnny, though they probably won't like wasting the pieces. So Smith, what did you and the big man talk about?"
"We have new orders, our mission starts tomorrow."
"Already? Damn you guys just can't catch a break can ya?"
"It's how it is."
"Well I won't pry any further, you take care now, wouldn't do to lose the two of you to this place."
"Thanks for the concern."
After watching the base construction for a few more minutes, the two agents returned back through the portal and rested at their designated dorm room.
Morning came the next day and the pair awoke as usual. They exited the room and headed towards the armory where they loaded up their weapons. Today's loadout was different from the first. They each brought along a tranquilizer pistol with three backup clips of twelve as a sidearm for mages and a regular pistol sidearm with three backup clips of twenty.
For main weaponry, Smith wielded a standard issue assault rifle with five backup clips of thirty armor piercing rounds while Johnson took up dual submachine guns with ten backup clips of fifty anti-personnel rounds. Heavy weapons consisted of a rocket launcher with five backup rockets for Johnson and a katana for Smith.
Grenades consisted of one frag and one flashbang each. Both agents carried tasers for close quarters combat and had support equipment to top it off. Smith had a couple of breaching charges and Johnson brought along some duct tape. He greatly believed that duct tape could fix anything and that if it didn't you weren't using enough of it. The agent's belief was not entirely unrealistic as people had escaped from islands in duct tape boats before.
For good measure, the agents wore stab and bullet proof vests and covered themselves with a worn cloak to look like drifters in the city so as to blend in. They met with another agent on the other side of the portal which passed them the briefcase containing the projector with the video file of the Freedom Eagle testing set to play on activation.
He directed them to a Humvee and drove them through the blast gates to a forest on the outskirts of the city and dropped them off. From there, they trekked on foot to the city gates and got through without incident. Normally they would have been weighed down considerably by the weight of the weapons and equipment they were wearing but their tough training prevented that and even the stuffiness of the being compressed by the protective vests did not affect them much.
"So Smith, that big palace there is where the Princess is right?"
"Most likely, royalty always lives in huge palaces."
"How we gonna get in? I don't think we can just waltz in there like we own the place."
"I'll think of something, first let's focus on getting to it."
"Roger that."
So the pair made their way through the slums where most commoners lived and saw the utterly disgraceful state of the place. Everywhere they turned was a hungry person or child, barely able to survive on the little food their wages could afford them. Next came the merchants district where they saw a mix of mages and non-mages. The nobles pranced around with their guards as if they were lords and constantly abused the commoners they passed.
"You should be grateful we are benevolent enough to allow you to live here peasant, you should consider it an honor you are allowed to thread the same ground as us."
"Yes! Of course my lord!"
"Good, now give me an apple."
"At once!"
The man handed the best apple he had to the noble who looked at it distastefully.
"That will be five copper, sir."
"What? You expect me to pay!? Insolent fool!"
"No, it was merely a joke milord I swear!"
"Hmm, it better have been…"
Smith and Johnson moved on, completely astounded by how people were treated here compared to what they were used to.
"These nobles are just a bunch of assholes who think they own the place just 'cause they have magic. I would love to see their faces when we wreck their lives."
"Yea, them stuck up bastards better get ready for when we take over!"
"Not so loud, we're nearing the nobles district, do you want them to hang us?!"
"Whoops, my bad."
They continued through the district and saw nobles parading around the area with their guards and striking up conversation with others. They wore gaudy jewelry and pompous clothes, usually accompanied by a jewel encrusted cane or gold monocle. Smith managed to hear a fragment of one conversation as they passed.
"So how many slaves did you buy yesterday?"
"Got a couple of good ones, one's even a virgin."
"What? Come on, sell her to me!"
"Hmm maybe, they aren't that common though."
"I'll give you a hundred gold for her."
"I have enough money fool, I want…"
His face contorted in anger, they were trading slaves openly.
'Maybe a hostile takeover isn't so bad an idea after all…'
"Smith, snap out of it!"
"Huh?"
"Relax man, it'll all be okay, we'll make sure they get what's comin' to 'em."
Smith nodded and moved on through the district. Unfortunately, they did not get through without incident as they were stopped by a noble.
"Hey you two! Turn around."
The agents reluctantly turned to face the man but hid within their cloaks.
"What are you doing at the merchant's district?!"
Smith quickly thought of something to say in his mind and responded.
"We were sent by the magic academy to inform the Princess about a special celebration in honor of her."
"Hmm, very well you may go…"
They bowed and hurried away from the man towards the palace.
"Phew, we got out of that one luckily, so now how are we going to get in?"
"Er…"
"What happened to thinking of something Smith!?"
"Give me a moment!"
Smith closed his eyes in thought for a moment.
"I have an idea."
Smith primed his flashbang and threw it down at the nobles district.
"You crazy man?!"
"It'll get most of the guards away now hide!"
The pair hid in the shadows and saw as guards ran past them down to the nobles district to investigate the explosion.
"Move now!"
The two operatives charged through the gates while they were momentarily unguarded and made their way into the palace. No one questioned their presence as most nobles cared little for commoners and the commoners did not want to get scolded in the event that a noble walking by saw them not doing their tasks.
"That was easy, now we just gotta navigate our way to the Princess' chambers."
"Let's ask one of them maids, they should know!"
"No wait!"
Smith could not manage to stop Johnson before he moved towards a maid dusting a vase and asked her for directions. She looked confused for a second before Smith pulled Johnson out of the way.
"Terribly sorry about my friend here, we are looking for directions to the Princess' chambers."
The maid brightened up slightly when she understood the man and directed them to the room two hallways down.
"They don't understand English you idiot!"
"Right, forgot about that."
"You must have been one hell of an exception in the recruitment…"
"I already told you Smithy, I was too cool to resist."
"Yea, yea now c'mon, we've got a package to deliver."
"Sure thing..."
The two agents found themselves in front of a rather ornate wooden door, it had a golden frame and door knob and had an aura of luxury emanating off the wood.
"That's one fancy door!"
"Yup, guess we're not gonna be dealing with the benevolent ruler type."
"She'll still have purple hair!"
"Do you honestly believe that?"
"Of course, wanna bet?"
"Sure, we'll play with the usual wager."
"You're on."
The both shook on it and opened the door to see a lean figure looking out the window overlooking the city. As could be seen, unfortunately for Smith, she had purple hair.
'Dammit I lost the bet…'
She turned around and looked to see who had entered her room. What she saw was two cloaked figures at her doorway with their faces hidden under the veil of the cloth. She put her hand on her wand and eyed them carefully.
"Who are you and what business do you have here?! Answer or I will be forced to call the guards."
"Now now Princess, no need to get violent. We're envoys from the nation of America and have been sent here to negotiate on our leader's behalf."
They attempted to move forward into the room.
"Stay your place!"
Johnson and Smith stopped.
"I know not of this America you speak of and hence highly doubt your claim of being envoys, I require proof of such things before I even consider accepting your negotiations."
"Unfortunately, we have little in the form of proof you would believe so instead we will speak our minds and you can decide your next course of action from there. Does that sound agreeable?"
"Yes."
"Excellent, Johnson, set up the projector."
The agent got to work assembling the machine while Smith continued.
"Now, our nation has seen you and your noble system to be completely disgusting. Even on the trip to your palace our eyes were treated to a healthy serving of scorn and abuse from the nobles."
"I am awar-"
"As such, we have decided to declare war."
"War?!"
"Yes, we have come here to negotiate your terms of surrender."
"Surrender?"
"We are an extremely powerful country Princess, it will be a one sided slaughter should you wish to fight."
"I am not so foolish as to believ-"
"For a demonstration, please look to the wall over there."
Johnson activated the projector and the image of a vast desert was seen. The view then zoomed out to show the entire area and a small metallic object was dropped from a metal bird like object. Once the metallic object hit the ground, a humongous smoke cloud was created and the video fast forwarded to clear the dust cloud. What was seen left over was a huge hole and glassed over sand.
"Unbelievable…"
"Now, we will give you a minute to compose yourself but we expect an answer by then."
"I see…"
The Princess fell back on her bed, overwhelmed by the scene she had witnessed. She slowly processed the thoughts in her head and considered her options carefully. Halfway through her thoughts, she was torn away from her state of concentration.
"Princess, what is your decision?"
"Can I please get more time?"
"No, our military has already been mobilized and will reach the city by dawn the next day. We must have an answer now."
"I… I…"
"Every second you waste, our army inches closer to your land."
Taking a deep breath, the Princess composed herself and spoke.
"If you can guarantee the safety of my peop-"
"You cannot Princess!"
Just as she was about to surrender, a familiar voice cut her off. The earth beneath the agents formed into spikes threatening to pierce them as General Antoine de Gramont, who was listening in to the conversation, cast a spell to attack the intruders. Unfortunately for him, they managed to jump back in time to avoid the spikes.
"Princess, do not be fooled by their tricks!"
"But General, what if-"
"Get back!"
The General sent a earth lance towards the two agents. With their specially trained body and combat honed instincts, they managed to dodge the lance aimed at them. Smith turned to the Princess and gave her the final notice.
"Very well Princess, I suggest you rally your troops, for this, means war."
The two operatives ran off down the hallway when guards came to the General's side.
"Capture them, don't let them escape!"
"At once!"
With the Princess safe and the intruders routed, the General turned back to the Princess to check up on her.
"Are you unharmed Prince-"
A loud slap resounded through the palace as Henrietta smacked the General.
"I will formally apologize for that if they truly were lying General, but know this, you may have doomed the entire of Tristain…"
"We shall see Princess, but I highly doubt their imaginary country can stand against even us."
"Believe what you will General but prepare our army nonetheless, I expect everyone to be on standby, we may be in for a whole world of trouble."
"By your word Princess."
The man exited the room to carry out his orders and Henrietta laid on her bed staring blankly at the ceiling.
A/N: Wow I'm on a roll with this Fic, two chapters in two days, that's crazy fast for me, especially since I'm writing such long chapters. This already hit the four thousand mark before the reviews somehow, let's see how long I can keep this going! Also, if anyone thinks I hate America or something then I will say here and now that it is a great country.
The memes were just too good to resist and they danced in my head until I wrote this, causing me to laugh at awkward moments. The next chapter will probably go up once I hit twelve reviews or something. Of course, the condition of having a spare chapter applies as well. Now go and review if you want more, at least point out a mistake or something which I missed, saying 'Amazing Story!' is nice for encouragement and all but it doesn't really tell me how to improve.
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