Jakarta, Indonesia
Jakarta is the home of 10 million people, the most populous city in Indonesia, and the second-largest metropolis in the world. Although it probably comes as no surprise, Jakarta is the largest city in the entire area of Indonesia.
Meanwhile, in a high-end restaurant called "Namaaz Dining," one of the most popular restaurants for both tourists and locals alike.
Among the dinners, there is one individual with specialty in the field of work.
A woman sitting alone, wearing a pair of glasses and a pink crimson with a leather coat hanging at the other chair. She is at the age of 60s, her field of work is botany she studied different kinds of plants for over 20 years and seemed to be enjoying her lunch.
Until all of a sudden.
(If you see a bracket, it indicates the character was talking in their native tongue/language. I'm going to use this method since Google Translate wasn't accurate in some way.)
"[Hey, what is the military doing here?]"
"[I don't know. They seem to be searching for someone.]"
The woman in red heard the murmurs of her fellow patrons. Curious, she looked towards the entrance to see two military personnel. One seems to be wearing a grey-colored cap, a grey shirt adorned by decorations of some kind, and dark green pants, while the other is wearing a camouflage uniform and the accessory on his head is a grey beret while carrying a 9mm submachine gun.
Noticing that the soldiers were currently talking to the manager of the restaurant, the manager then pointed his index finger in her direction. The two uniformed personnel looked over to her table before making their way towards her.
One of the personnel with a 4 star asked her, "[Are you Dr. Melati?]"
The woman nodded slowly while settling her fork down to her plate with confusion enveloping her face.
"[Yes, I am Melati. What is this all about?]" She asked with doubt.
Both military officials looked at each other and back at her.
The grey cap officer answered, "[Please come with us, there is much further to discuss.]" The officer paused and then looked to their surroundings, seeing most of the occupants had their attention to their sights, "[In private.]" He added.
Seeing that, Dr. Melati had gathered much attention from her other patrons. She stood up and grabbed her purse and the coat before the military officials guided her out of the restaurant towards the awaiting caravan that was being escorted by several black SUVs, both police Cruisers and motorcycles.
The escort opened the door for Melati, and she thanked the man holding the door out for her. Upon entering the sedan in the middle of the convoy. Dr. Melati settled herself in the back passenger seat and put her seat belt on. The officer and the escort soon followed, and the officer took the shotgun/front-passenger seat while the escort took a seat beside her.
With that, the officer grabbed the radio and signaled the entire convoy to move, "[To all elements. Move out!]" He ordered before the vehicles jerked forward, now on the way to their destination.
A few minutes passed, and Dr. Melati was getting uncomfortable since she had no idea why she was being taken by the authorities. Melati decided to ask, "[Um, excuse me, sir?]" She asked the officer in the front seat, which the man hummed in response, acknowledging her presence.
"[Have I committed a crime?]" Dr. Melati asked.
The officer looked at her before responding, "[No, you have not committed any crimes, Doctor.]"
"[Then, where are you taking me? You might have the wrong person -]" Melati was then cut off by the man.
"[You are Dr. Melati. Professor of Zoology. University of Indonesia. Yes, we have the right person.]" The man answered.
Still, this doesn't ask her question of where exactly they are taking her, "[Then, where am I going?]"
The man in front opened the glove box before grabbing the folder and handing it to the doctor.
Curious, Melati grasped the folder from the hand of the officer. Upon seeing the front of the folder, she noticed the side-by-side logos of both the UN and the WHO with the labeled 'classified' font below the logos.
Upon opening the first page, she looked at the photo of an otter, greeting its sharp teeth at the camera which quite shook her.
"[What you're seeing is not just an ordinary otter, Dr. Melati. That otter came from another world.]" The man responds.
"[Elaborate.]" Dr. Melati demanded.
"[That otter came from a world, same as Earth. But, its inhabitants were not humans. But sentient animals, their ways of life, and civilization are almost the same as humans, but they don't eat each other.]" He elaborated without even looking at her.
After hearing the man's response, she closed the folder in her hands, already satisfied with the answer, as she gently rested the folder on her lap while she gazed at the window more questions wanted to be answered, but those questions would have to wait until they reached their destination.
W.H.O Facility, Skira Island, Russia
A small island that neighbors in the East China Sea, Japan, and the Sakhalin Island. With the history between superpowers in the past that contested the island, and also witnessed World War Two, Coldwar, and recently a large-scale skirmish between the PLA and both US and Russian Forces, that started due to the desperate need for oil from China, that later known as the Secret War.
Around the 2000s, the Chinese economy boomed, and their domestic oil reserves were depleted.
In 2008, the global economy crisis. China faced an economic crisis due to the demand for Chinese goods dropped and massive closures of factories throughout the region, leaving hundreds of unemployed workers. Thus, the Chinese leadership destabilizes. Support for the hardliners grows.
In March 2011, the PLA mobilized at the border with Russia.
In April 2011, Russia responded by mobilizing its own forces at its border with China.
Until, May 9th, 2011. China mobilized the PLA, led by General Zheng, and invaded the Skira island without a warning desperate to get their hands on the untouched oils.
The media, however, were being silenced by the governments of several countries due to the fact that if this goes out throughout the world, their operations in Afghanistan will get complicated.
In response to the sudden invasion by China on the island of Skira. Russia and the UN held talks with China to vacate the island. But China, on the other hand. Claim original ownership of the island.
Since both the Russian Federation and the United States of America were holding an alliance regarding the military, both countries agreed to launch an operation to take back the island from the PLA known as the Battle for Skira Island. With the approval of the UN, of course.
Two months passed after the intense fighting on the island of Skira. The USMC and the Russian Army finally took back the island from the hands of the PLA, the Chinese military was forced to withdraw towards the mainland, even their force in Afghanistan, and withdraw.
The casualties to Chinese, Americans, and Russians were taken to a toll of a thousand soldiers with the most casualties taken to the PLA.
General Zheng and the other military officials who were involved in their operations in Skira Island were found guilty and charged with war crimes. Torturing both Russian and US soldiers, pillaging a small village, and many more inhumane crimes.
After the incident on Skira Island, most of the countries in the world were aware of the recent military operation on the island, but it was never made public.
The heavy sanctions imposed on the Chinese leadership were immense and affected the world due to the absence of large trade between the continents of Asia, Europe, and the African continent.
Russia took this as an advantage to trading goods to the said continents, especially natural oil and gas. Their economy staggered at an alarming rate as they began to produce their own domesticated products from cellphones to automobiles, thus causing Russia to make a huge leap against China.
In the year mid-2020s. Russia, and China. Slowly regained diplomatic friendship after the Chinese leader stepped down and later was replaced by a pro-Western president, securing contracts and bringing back those Chinese goods to the trade market once again and slowly regaining both their industrial complex and economy.
Until the gateway to another dimension opened.
Present day...
Dr. Melati, along with the rest of the team of biologists, doctors, and many different kinds of medical fields, expertise from around the world.
Their aircraft finally landed on the runway of the WHO facility and taxied its way to the nearest hangar. A couple of minutes later, the team of doctors began to exit the Airbus A350-900.
Dr. Melati and her group were greeted by the officials of the said base.
"It's great to see you once again, Dr. Melati." A familiar voice was heard.
Looking at the source of the voice. Melati's eyes widened in surprise, "Dr. Hiro, It's great to see you again." The Indonesian woman greeted in return to the Japanese man while holding her hand out for a handshake.
"Likewise, Dr. Melita."
Somewhere in the Outskirts of Zootopia
In the dead of night, a police convoy of 5 could be seen calmly cruising the single-lane road with their sirens blaring, and the familiar red and blue lights illuminated the dark road. They moved swiftly in a single-file formation.
"What are we transporting here, Clawson?" A pig police mammal asked his partner, a tiger.
The tiger shrugged his shoulder before responding, "Have you not paid attention to the briefing?" He asked, deadpan.
The pig, however, thought for a moment trying to remember the briefing earlier before widening his eyes in realization.
"Oh, right. The Night Howlers." The pig said sheepishly.
Clawson, the tiger, laughed in return.
After both Zootopia and the UN established diplomatic friendship. The government of Zootopia, especially Mayor Lionheart, ordered the ZPD to confiscate a large portion of Night Howlers or the Midnicampum holicithias plants and would be delivered to the National Institution of Research facility in a secluded location, in order to develop a cure that could counter the Night Howler's effects.
Both of the ZPD officers' radios cracked to life, "3-1, this is Chief Bogo. What is the status of the packages?"
Clawson grabbed his radio before speaking to it, "Chief, this is Sergeant Clawson. The package is still intact. We are just a couple of blocks from the designated location."
Copy that. Maintain current course, do not fail me. Bogo out.
Both of the officers had their confusion written on their faces, before Clawson replied, "Roger that, Chief. 3-1 out."
"Do not fail me... That is the first time I heard Chief talked like that." The pig said.
Clawson leaned back to his seat with a sigh, "Chief's been worried since the humans began to establish businesses throughout the city, human tourists is booming every single day, and the presence of these 'Peacekeepers' soldiers patrolling the streets makes him unease."
The unnamed pig nodded in understanding while focusing his sight on the road, "True that, but I do wonder -", The pig was soon cut off by a distressed call from the radio of their Cruiser
"Obstruction ahead! Obstruction ahead!"
The entire convoy slammed their brakes as their tires screeched to a halt.
"Jefferson, what is the status?" Clawson talks through his radio calmly.
"We've got a ten-wheeler truck blocking the road. There is no sign of the driver."
"Sit tight, we're coming to you. Chris, go!" Clawson ordered the pig behind the wheel.
Chris, the pig nodded as he maneuvered his way over the armored van in the middle of the convoy and slowly drove his way to the front of the caravan to see 4 police officers exited their cruisers.
Chris stopped their cruiser while his partner exited their vehicle.
As Clawson made his way to the other police officers, he asked the Arctic wolf that goes by the name of Jefferson.
"Could we move the truck, Jeff?" The tiger asked the wolf who nodded in return.
"Yeah, we can. But we have to break down the window or move another way around ahead of that truck." Jefferson replied.
As they were about to move towards the idle truck in the middle of the road, something exploded, confused, the officers noticed a bright object hurdling towards them. Upon contact with the leading police cruiser, it exploded that it was so powerful that they threw both the Arctic Wolf and the Tiger. Unfortunately, the two officers who were currently standing near their leading cruiser killed them instantly.
With ringing ears, both Clawson and Jefferson slowly stood up while groaning in pain and saw the burning cruiser that flipped to the side of the road with decapitated bodies of officers could be seen.
"We are under attack! We need a backup-!" before Jefferson could call for reinforcements, a hole in his head formed, killing the Artic Wolf instantly.
In shock, Clawson watched his colleague's body go limp as he hit the ground with a thud while blood slowly leaked out behind his dead friend, He looked to his surroundings to see multiple figures slowly emerge at the back and front of the truck with guns drawn and gunshots ensues.
Regaining his composure, Clawson ran back to his cruiser as bullets flew past him. Luckily, none of the bullets found its mark. Upon entering, Chris immediately understood the situation as he pulled the gear into reverse.
Clawson reached his radio, "This is 3-1! We are under heavy fire and taking heavy casualties. We need reinforcements!"
"Incoming!" Chris exclaimed as another object, sped towards them and found its mark.
Clawson consciousness went black.
A few minutes later...
The tiger's eyes slowly opened while his sights were still blurred, blinking several times. He could see himself lying at supposed to be the roof of his cruiser, then a pang of pain ensued, groaning as he touched his forehead and looked to his palm to see blood. Looking at the driver seat, he noticed the pig seated upside-down, thanks to the seat belt preventing him from falling.
"C-Chris?" Clawson called out his partner while shaking the body, but he noticed the pig wasn't breathing and his eyes were shut. Clawson tried to search for a pulse or any signs of life. But, his eyes widened in shock, seeing a sharp object impaled in the neck as the blood dripped down below.
He put a paw to his mouth preventing himself from gasping before looking away.
"Double-tap them. They might be playing dead. Make sure they stayed in that way."
"Yes, sir."
Clawson heard multiple muffled voices outside and looked out to the shuttered window catching a glimpse of dozens of figures moving back and forth to the Cruisers, he also heard some of the police officers beg for mercy and some tried to resist this unknown enemy, unfortunately, they were shot on sight without a second thought.
In a panic, Clawson began prying the door of the flipped cruiser. After multiple attempts, he successfully opened the door wide before mustering up his remaining strength as he ran, unfortunately.
Bang!
Clawson yelled in pain as he dropped to the paved ground with stinging pain from his stomach. He flopped to the side to inspect his wound and, seeing blood, began to stain his uniform.
"This is Bogo! Come in 3-1! Come in, Clawson!" A worried voice cracked his radio.
Tears began to form as the unknown forces began to walk towards his position in desperation to his futile situation, Clawson began to crawl away from these forces that killed most of his colleagues.
"No," Clawson mumbled in fear as he could hear their boots slowly getting louder and louder.
"No. Please."
Louder and louder closing to him.
More tears began to form.
"Please. I'm begging you." He begged.
Until one of them flipped him to his back as he cried in pain. Now he could see who their enemy was, wearing in completely black uniform and a helmet that hid their entire identity with a tinted visor.
"Please, I'm begging you. I've got a family, I've got 5 kids!" Clawson pleaded with them to spare him from this massacre while slowly raising one of his paws in surrender, and the other put pressure on his wound, indicating that he was unarmed and wounded.
One of them slowly raised its assault rifle and trained on his forehead.
"No. Please! I'm begging you! Please!" Clawson raised his voice and attempted to crawl away while kicking his feet to the road in the hope of dragging his body, but he was very weak and quickly losing energy due to the intense pain in his stomach.
"Please! Have mercy-!"
BANG!
Clawson's body went limp, and his eyes were now devoid of life.
One of the black-clothed tailless creatures signals his men.
"Move out!"
One by one, they left and aboard the truck that was used to block the road and steal the armored van containing the Night Howlers.
"Clawson, If you can hear me. I already dispatched multiple officers to your location. Sit tight, we are on our way!"