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I was wondering if I can bounce ideas with someone , PM me if you think you're able to put up with my antics!Thank you all for reading my integration of reds in Halkeginia. With out further a do, let us once again delve into the world that is Red Bear In Halkeginia!
Chapter 2: Friend or Fiend
Juin 12 6058 ,19:00 , Tarbes , Tristain
Agathe
Agathe was a young man, barely reaching his seventeenth spring, he had soft blue eyes and short brown hair, which at the moment was drenched in sweat and smudged with dirt. He had a hoe in his hand, leaning on it as he rested from a long afternoon of toiling the hard packed earth beneath his feet,. The village had just finished harvesting their crops and was ready to plant the falls harvest.
Agathe sighed and wiped the sweat off of his forehead using the back of his hand and looked up into the sunny blue sky. As he looked at the white clouds and the metal objects looming closer he turned back to the hard packed earth and began toil the land before he thought ,'Wait... flying metal...?' he then turned his head back up to the strange objects which came closer with a deadly whir.
The metal creatures skimmed across the long fields of hard packed earth, kicking up dust and debris as their three strange legs skidded along the ground. The villagers screamed something about the 'wrath of Brimir' and began to run back to the village as the strange objects began to descended on the thin roads and the hardened part of the fields, dry due to the winter rains and the sudden heat of spring.
Agathe was actually curious and neared one of the 'creatures' before its rear popped open a few dozen people dressed in weird multicolored uniforms came out , many of whom seemed to be carrying heavy back packs and ... front packs? The people that came out came out with what looked like a very complex and strange version of a musket.
The young Tristanian born Albonian waved a hand in greeting and said in a nervous tone "He-Hello?" in response they began to speak with one another in an unintelligible language one of them said in Tristanian "Come..." and beckoned him over. He nodded and with a new surge of confidence, along with musing that 'If I run now they would probably kill me any ways' he held his head high and his fists clenched, still shaking due to his rising nervousness he followed the man in strange clothing.
The man leading him began to speak in the strange language once again and waved his hands in the way of the crowd of what he thought was soldiers, near by a creature with spinning wings above its body, hovered over a small empty lot between the giant metal birds landed finally after instructions from a person below. Its spinning wings nearly grazing the giant metal birds own wings that were resting near by.
He was lead to the center of the crowd where a group of people were heatedly arguing. He flinched when one of them punched another and then bellowed something in the strange language. The one now on the ground groaned in agony holding is bleeding nose as the other began to sternly talk to him pointing fingers at the others.
Major Anatoli Kovalyov
'The men were tense and the modified landing strip must have been farmland, I hope they haven't planted yet or else we might have some people opposing our presence' mused the well built young man, as he ran a smooth hand though his dirty blonde hair as his blue eyes glanced around the field. For now it was temporary base of operations for the soviet airborne.
A tough looking young man ran up to him saluting ,"Major there is trouble among the company commanders!" he exclaimed in panic. The major then said in a calm tone along with a warm comforting smile ,"Don't worry sergeant major, ill handle it , where are they?"
The sergeant major let out a relived sigh and said ,"They are near T-130 Major Kovalyov!" to which the major nodded and began to walk towards a group of giant transport planes, specifically one with a giant 130 on the side. As they neared a T72 Main Battle Tank rolled out of the open hatch at the rear of the transport ,as three men were under the shade of the wing, audibly squabbling over what they should do.
One of them said ,"We should set up a defensive perimeter and keep to our selves until help comes!" another replied ,"We have to see what they are going to do before we can react , I am sure that we would be able to deploy faster than them." Anatoli went up to the trio and said "We should try and communicate with them. No questions."
The first asked "What if.." he wasn't able to complete the sentence as a fist collided into his jaw with a violent crack. He was sprawled cross the floor as he was kicked in the side by the major ," I said no questions, let this be a message; any thing I say from now on will be fallowed unless it is ordered by my uncle." at the mention of the division commander every one fell silent, at least until one of the sergeants that arrived not a minute after said ,"Major this civilian speaks English I believe, he fallowed my broken orders so..." he moved to the side revealing a dirty, young, yet muscular and sweaty man behind him with sky blue eyes and dirty blonde hair wearing some plain ragged clothing, which seemed to have many holes and tears in them, his feet didn't have much for protection , as he only wore a strip of cloth wrapped around his feet.
The Teen said in English ,"Uh hello? Who are you? And why are you here?" The major being well endowed in English said ," Hello young man we are the Red Army, Specifically we are the airborne division, we wish to speak with someone of authority if we may?" The young man shrugged and said ,"I will see if someone can be sent to the palace, to see if the queen is able to come. Even then it si possible they might drive you off , or even ignore you." at the mention of a monarchy the major winced and said ,"Thank you." he then said to his subordinates ,"We aren't going to set up defenses, we are going to meet some one of importance to them."
Date/Time: Ten Hours after the Transition, Unmarked Cargo Ship, Location :?
Division Commander Razboul
The division commander heard the radio transmission from the helicopter its self before the captain of the forward ship sent the message over the ships speakers ,"Hind inbound!". The gruff sounding voice echoed over the silent waters towards the other ships. He decided to go onto the deck as it landed on the deck of the ship.
Once the two pilots exited the vehicle he asked ,"Did they establish communications with the natives or is the landmass not populated? " The pilots saluted and said ,"There hasn't been any official communications except with the near by town of 'Tarbes'." The word rolled out of his mouth awkwardly and the Commander asked "They Speak Russian?" To which the pilot , still saluting said "No Commander they speak English though it is rumored that french is the official language." Razboul nodded and said ,"I am mediocre in french but I can speak fluent English." he then said to the crew of the ship ,"Ill be departing to the airborne division, Commissar Raslov , you're in charge, main objective reach the mainland and regroup with us." with that the said Commissar saluted and said "Yes Commander!" the general got into the passenger area of the attack helicopter along with his personal guard, after which the pilots climbed into the pilot seats. The rotating blades of the Mil Mi-24 spun to life lifting the helicopter off of the cargo ship and began to soar towards the mainland, heading away from the lights of the ships. The two moons above seemed to mock the people from another world.
Juin 7, 6058 08:00 York, Albion On Board the Soaring Eagle
Captain O'Brian
"Your Highness Lord Cromwell , I am saddened to report that we have lost two frigates to the strange fleet..." Captain O'Brian bowed to the middle aged man with blonde flowing hair. The man smiled and said "I heard from your crew..." O'Brian closed his eyes and expected to be killed on the spot by Cromwell's guards but instead Cromwell said ,"At least you were able to destroy their super weapon before it was able to be used." to which O'Brian let out a relived breath and said ,"Thank you lord Cromwell!"
Cromwell said ,"No thank you , they might have been able to do something horrid and heretical with that weapon your men described." he then began to walk across the deck of the ship , which looked like a wheel of cheese with how many holes that sprouted from below. "Their weapons were able to do this?" Cromwell asked as he looked down a hole into the skies below. O'Brian replied "Yes Your Holiness. They had a red banner with a hammer , sickle and star." Cromwell asked ,"Were they all commoners? Those tools are mainly used by commoners and the star is an old symbol of worship for commoners." The captain of the ship said ,"I could not tell but their weapons were... horrendous."
Cromwell placed a soft hand on the bowing mans shoulders and said ,"Rest Captain do not dwell on it for too long, I'll have you on leave for now as your vessel is repaired." O'Brian thought 'But they will escape we need to eliminate the threat now.' but instead said ,"Yes your highness, thank you your highness."
Juin 7, 6058 08:00 , Forest Of Tarbes ,Tristain
Princess Henrietta De Tristain
"Your highness we are reaching the town of Tarbes. We should only take two more days before we reach the academy." said a Young woman with short blonde hair and sky blue eyes wearing a set of white armor with a musket slung across her back, as she was rode a horse alongside a white elegant carriage which was pulled by two unicorns. A head of purple poked out and rubbed its eyes softly , one hand adjusting the sidelong crown on its head as a soft voice said "Ah yes thank you Agnes I was wondering if I could apologize for the death of Count Heilgia." The blonde nodded , the princess stretching out an arm as she yawned.
The ride from then on was silent until the group of female guards and carriage broke the treeline to the farmland of the said village. The entourage stopped dead in their tracks as they spotted strange people wearing even stranger clothing doing what seemed to be military drills and exercises they wielded strange metal and wooden musket like objects as they exercised and drilled, in the back ground sat strange metal beasts over the hard packed earth . Agnes said to the other royal guards ,"Stay here and protect the princess ." Without another word she kicked the sides of her horse , causing it to neigh and gallop towards the strange people who in turn scattered holding weird muskets of sorts , many knelt and some even took on a position which made it hard to effectively use a musket; prone. She stopped some meters away from the tents and men who seemed tense and asked ,"Who are you?" the strange people began to chatter in a language that she wasn't able to understand before a man dressed in a very formal attire many medals and ribbons lined his upper left chest, possibly their leader walked briskly out of one of the bigger tents and walked towards Agnes and said in Albonian ,"I am sorry but we cannot understand you."
Agnes was surprised that they could speak Albonian and guessed that they were possibly Reconquista, noting this she lifted her fist and spun it, the entourage behind her began to circle the princess protectively.
Fortunately becoming a guard for the princess required you learn at least the basic understanding of another language, which for her was Albonian ,"Who are you and why are you in Tristan?" she asked once again in Albonian, to which he replied ,"We do not know how we got here but we do not wish to do harm."
She didn't trust him he might have been a rebel she said "Leave now or be cons-" she was stopped as the sound of galloping hooves came closer behind her she was about to yell at who ever decided to disobey her orders until she realized who it was "Princess! You shouldn't be out here, it is dangerous and we don't know who they are." to which the princess replied ,"They aren't lying, trust me Agnes I know." She lifted up her right hand which carried the ring of water.
Henrietta then said in Albonian "I wish to speak with your leader." The same man who talked to Agnes walked forward and said "I am the commander of this division, do you wish to talk peace with us?"
The princess nervously nodded, she could tell that he was telling the truth using the ring, after all royalty in the past had enchanted it with a 'lie detection' spell along with the fact that it was the ring of water. It was helpful in discovering if there was a plot to over throw a 'rightful ruler' of Tristan or if their spouse was cheating on said ruler.
The princess being close to the current Tudor dynasty knew Albonian as well and asked ,"What would you need with our leader sir...? "
Razboul said "Razboul, no need to call me sir." he stopped and looked into the sky pondering "I would like to discuss peace as I said, and I would like to seek refuge for my comrades." He lifted his right hand and gestured to the men that were tense , rifles still directed towards the two newcomers.
Razboul said something in his native tongue and they lowered their weapons, yet eyes the princess and Agnes with caution, their hands gripping their weapons.
The princess nodded and said "That is acceptable." , gripping the reigns of the unicorns saddle it seemed to know that its rider wanted to move closer to the encampment.
As Agnes , the royal guards, and Princess Henrietta neared the tents some shouts in the strange language could be heard and the drilling and marching commenced once again.
As Henrietta entered the tent her guards stood at attention behind her , the commander of the strange nations forces mentioned to an odd chair which seemed to be stuffed with some kind of bedding. He said "Take a seat, relax do you drink?" he pulled out a glass bottle of what appeared to be water and poured it into two small glasses. As he did so he said "Sorry for the inconvenient seating..." the princess sat onto the chair which was surprisingly comfortable even for her own throne. "The seats are pilots seats for the Cargo planes." she said "What are these... Planes you speak of?" he said "Ah yes you are still in the bronze age correct? Ah well you probably wouldn't know what that is , any who the planes are flying contraptions that can take people or weapons to almost any place quickly."
She widened her eyes in surprise ,"But that would require many dragons and griffons to do!" The commander across from her raised an eyebrow and said "Dragons, griffons? Are they not only of legend and folk tale?" to which she replied " No I have a griffon and dragon of my own."
Razboul said "Ah..." as he placed the small glass cup in front of her she accepted it and took a sniff, it smelled strongly of alcohol, the commander raised his small glass and said "To peace." and drank his in a single gulp. She tried to do the same but ended up unceremoniously spitting it to the side which Agnes rushed to her side and her guards tensed grabbing the hilt of their swords . The princess waved them off and said "I'm fine, that was just... stronger than I am accustomed to..." the commander said ,"You haven't tried vodka until now I see..."
Henrietta nodded and said "Now for your men, I understand that they seek refuge but where shall we put them, most of these lands are owned by nobility, and are farmed by the common people.." the commander said "Where does you're army stand?" to which the princess said "We usually rely on alliances and other countries to protect us." the commander said "We could protect you from most if not all aggressive neighbors if you allow us refuge. Right now there are more of my men off shore, we would like to know if it is possible to set up two headquarters , one here and one at the shoreline?"
The princess said "How is your military going to protect us , do you have many mages or is it mostly commoners?" the Commander across from her winced at the word 'commoners' and said "We have no mages among us, yet we are a formidable fighting force , I could show you now what we have to offer." he held his hand up directing it towards the flaps of the tents.
Henrietta nodded and said skeptically "That would be... nice." she then stood along with the commander across from her , he went to the tent flaps and opened it for her. The guards followed and he went after, he lead them to an open area where a strange carriage with flat plates for wheels sat along with what seemed to be the carriage drivers, it had four long metal muskets attached to the front of a round object that was placed on top if the carriages roof. Razboul said to the group "This is a ZSU-23-4 'Shilka' or , sewing machine, it fires twenty millimeter rounds at eight hundred to a thousand rounds a minute." All of them muttered either "That's impossible" or "Preposterous!" to which he replied with a simple and unsettling smirk. He began to speak to the people sitting on it or near it, 'it must have been commands the way they entered the object' thought Henrietta.
The carriage began to move on its own to the entourages surprise, and headed towards a empty part of the field with a forest across from them. "Cover your ears it will be loud." all of them nodded covering their ears as Razboul handed a pair of earmuffs to Henrietta he said "place the soft parts over your ears ma'am ." she nodded and her eyes widened as the world around her became noticeably muffled.
Razboul hollered something in the strange tongue his men speaks in ,the machine came to life with a loud 'BZZZZZZZZT' the entourage stared opened eyed and open mouthed as the treeline in the distance began to fall and splinter after a few seconds of firing.
'This could change Halkeginia in ways we couldn't imagine.' thought princess Henrietta.
Sorry its shorter than last week but im trying to make this a weekly- biweekly thing , you know to keep pace and what not thanks for reading! Here's a clue to next chapter ;
'Contracts are made , the land will be forever tainted red'. Also If you have any ideas let me know , PM or leave a thought in the review section!