Alfred Von Lin was a former Alkharanian soldier, a veteran of the Kylarnatian-Tiamian War. He was a decorated war hero, earning the White Cross, the nation's greatest honor for defending injured troops from the invading Kylarnatian giants. He was a bulky man, with wide shoulders and a unshaved beard. His eyes were as dark as night, and they struck fear into his prey. To him, it was time to do something, and quickly. Too long had he lived under the leadership of puppets and under the boot of an empire from the land of nightmares. Ten years ago, he fought in the name of democracy, and he was going to do the same again, even if he it cost him his life.
The Grand Boulevard, Dais
The Caesar's Alkharanian Republic, Eastern Sondria
9:01pm East Sondria Time (GMT-4), 10th May 2012
"Alfred, my dear friend," Turner turned his head towards Alfred, and under his hood cracked a smile. "It's been far too long, has't it?"
"Indeed my friend," Alfred replied with a slight muse, embracing his friend. "Now on to business. The reason I've called you here today is to discuss an urgent danger. Most recently, our nation has been rocked by a deadly virus that has left millions of us dead. Our government has devoted nothing to her own people. This must be stopped!"
"Alfred, how do you on doing this?" Geoffrey questioned. "We can't simple walk up to the Royal Palace and take control of the government?"
Alfred turned to Geoffrey and stared at him with his cold, dead eyes, but Geoffrey was not shaken. This reassured Alfred that he had a strong ally beside him.
"Geoffrey, you read my mind. I do plan to simple walk up to the stairs of the Royal Palace, " he chuckled. "However, we need troops. And I believe that there is no one better than you at doing just that. If you would join my cause, maybe then, just one day, we can all be free from the bitch we dare call our leader-"
Alfred had to stop himself, before his rage took over him. He despised the Crown Regent, the weak leader of a once proud nation, now the servant of a bloodthirsty imperialist. Seeing her on the television and in the newspaper daily infuriated him, and every time he so much as thought of the woman he wanted to punch something. But he knew he had to compose himself, for letting himself become consumed by rage would be his early demise.
"I suppose you'll want me to train the troops required for such a suicidal plan?" Nathan interrupted. "I would be more than happy to do so. "
"Then that settles it friends, a new day dawns upon the Republic," Alfred grinned. "Let us show these imperial bastards the true meaning of freedom!"
And with that, the four men shook hands, and stepped into the shadows of the alleyways. The beginning of the Civil War had begun. Alfred as their leader, and he would be merciless in his attempt to exterminate his opposition.
Two months later...
Underground Military Complex, Shoru
The Caesar's Alkharanian Republic, Eastern Sondria
8:33pm East Sondria Time (GMT-4), 10th July 2012
In his newly established headquarters, a former underground military complex which he was stationed in during the final stages of the Kylarnatian-Tiamian War, Alfred was making plans for his first attack of the war. He knew he couldn't compete with the Alkharanian Royal Defence Forces and the regionally despised Caesar's Imperial Armed Forces head on. Fighting in the shadows and using hit and run tactics would be the most effective means of action. The only thing they needed to fear, were the Black Cobra, Kylarnatia's infamous elite who, in one small group, had brought ruin to the Citadel in the space of a few hours. Alfred could only secure few weapons from the black market due to strict border control, therefore his first target would be an old Tiamian military warehouse, designated 'Armaments Warehouse 0023'. It housed military equipment from early 2000, and was considered almost obselete in terms of effectiveness by the now ruling government and their overseers in Gholgoth, and was therefore not as heavily guarded. These weapons could prove useful in the upcoming fight Alfred had planned.
The plan would start with Team Four, whom would take out the few guards that stood watch. The lack of guards was due to the virus and the mass of citizens revolting, along with the governments limited interest in the warehouse. Once the guards were taken out, C4 would be implanted on the massive warehouse doors. When the doors were blown open, one-hundred regular soldiers whom would be stationed further in front of the the snipers, would rush in, taking out any guards in the interior. After the way is cleared, a convoy of trucks would arrive, the soldiers would load up on any equipment possible, from RPGs, General Purpose Machine Guns, Rifles and Artillery, all the way to the most basic component of ammunition. This would secure a clear way for rebel fighters to actually fight against the military.
Armaments Warehouse 0023, Shoru
The Caesar's Alkharanian Republic, Eastern Sondria
11:28pm East Sondria Time (GMT-4), 10th July 2012
"Code blue, exterminate the targets."
In an array of beautiful marksmanship, all forty-two of the guards dropped, the shots unheard due to silencers. And as they dropped, the one-hundred soldiers stationed on the ground rushed towards the doors of the warehouse, carefully treading to make sure that they were not heard on their approach. One of the soldiers implanted a pack of C4 on the massive warehouse doors and motioned everyone to step back. With a press of the button, the doors blew open. As the men entered the warehouse through the entrance, Tiamian guards opened fire on the the rebels, striking down four soldiers in rapid succession. The rebels shot back, killing one of the guards and severely injuring another ten. In total, there were twenty guards, only nine left capable of fighting. Realizing they were outmatched, the guards surrendered. Not wanting to avoid possible counter attacks, the rebels shot all nine of the surivors.
After fifteen minutes of waiting, a convoy of ten big rigs appeared, disguised as rigs for supermarket chains. Backing each trailer into the entrance one at a time, the soldiers remaining loaded up assault rifles, artillery, machines guns, ammunition, and RPGs. After the big rigs were filled to the brim with what could be taken, Stevens ordered the building to be packed full of C4 and destroyed. Once the C4 was planted, Stephen pressed the wireless detonator and the whole building went up in flames, and shortly after collapsed.
Ville de Citadel, The Citadel
The Caesar's Alkharanian Republic, Eastern Sondria
2:13am East Sondria Time (GMT-4), 11th July 2012
"General, what brings you here at this time in the morning?" She questioned. "This better be good."
"My lady, I regret to inform you that there has been a raid on one of our military warehouses, Armaments Warehouse 0023 in Shoru..." he replied vaguely." Our reports estimate that all sixty-nine Tiamian soldiers defending the warehouse were killed in raid, and the warehouse itself has been destroyed. And to make things worse, intelligence indicates it was conducted by our own citizens who have formed a rebel army of some sort."
"General, call your staff and meet me in the Royal Court Room right away." Marisike replied in an instant. "Let me get dressed."
Within half an hour, Marisike Yamaku and General Vastenburg were in the Royal Court Room. Marisike looked exhausted, with bags under her eyes and it didn't seem she would last for much longer. All were seated around the round table, a large ornamental table made of Maple, a rare tree in the Republic.
"As General Vastenburg has said, there has been a raid on an old warehouse, Armaments Warehouse 0023, in Shoru," Mirisike spoken soundly. "And from what I've learned, this raid was by citizens who have formed some type of rebel army?"
"That is correct, my lady." General Macane, the forces top commander replied. "What we need to do is find their base of operations and wipe them out. We're now officially in a Civil War! We just got through a virus, and now this. The country is not in it's best financial shape, and we really can't afford to spend a lot to stomp out a rebellion. My Regent, We need to approach the Caesar and Dux Imperators, quickly."
"I certainly agree, General." Marisike nodded, but with a sigh of regret. "We are a Crown Dependancy and must do everything in our powers to stop this rebellion. Both of our peoples are at stake. I will write a formal letter to the Caesar in the morning. Let's just hope she's in a decent enough mood, and grants mercy on our heads."
The meeting over, Marisike staggered back up to her sleeping quarters, weary of exhaustion. Only a few hours remained until daylight, and then she would send a formal message to her superior at the Fangthane in Gholgoth.
A mere five hours later, her alarm went off, startling Marisike out of her bed. Rubbing her eyes, Marisike let out a wide yawn before heading into her bathroom. In her bathroom, she opened her shower door and turned the hot water on. A gentle stream of water came out of the shower head. As the water heated up, she undressed and stepped in. It felt good. All the stress had taken a toll on her body.
Minutes later, a rejuvinated Marsike stepped out, and dried off. Dressing into her formal attire, Marsike then exited her bathroom and headed towards her desk, which was located near the grand window in which a view of the Citadel could be seen. Sitting down, she began to compose a encrypted message to her Caesar on her computer.
— RECIPIENT: Caesar Silvier Catherina Hyuga IVSENDER: Eius Celsitudinem Coronam Regentis Marisike Yamaku —— CONTENT: Outbreak in the Crown DepedancyPRIORITY: Extremely High —— DESTINATION: Closed FrequenciesORIGIN: Ville de Citadel, Caesar's Alkharanian Republic —— ENCRYPTION: SECURE ENCRYPTIONTIME & DATE:11/07/1209:32am East Sondria Time (GMT-4) —
Last night, as reported by my most trusted General Vastenburg, a group of Tiamian Citizens raided an obsolete weapons warehouse in Shoru, designated Armaments Warehouse 0023. All soldiers guarding the warehouse were killed. As per say, only a handful of those who raided the warehouse were found dead. It was confirmed that truck loads of military weaponry were siezed by these 'rebels'. After the attacks and the seizure of the weapons, the warehouse was engulfed in a blazing inferno. This attack has shocked the nation and it seems we are on the verge of a complete civil war. I do humbly ask that assistance be given to us as we will not be able to handle the problem completely by ourselves.
Eius Celsitudinem, Coronam Regentis Marisike Yamaku
Crown Regent of the Caesar's Alkharanian Republic
Underground Military Complex, Shoru
The Caesar's Alkharanian Republic, Eastern Sondria
9:33am East Sondria Time (GMT-4), 11th July 2012
Overwhelmed and elated to hear of the news, Alfred spoke to his fellow men, "Today has been a success for our new order, for the Free men and women of Tiami! We have showed the government we are capable of fighting them! And with this victory, we'll surely bring the fight towards them!" Alfred shouted. "Today marks the new beginning of the Republic of Tiami. For the Rebellion!"
And with that said, the beginning of the Alkharanian Civil War began. Blood would be spilt, the country would be ripped apart, and life in the republic would be annihilated.