1870-1920 Era War: A Twist (IC)

[The Twelve Isles]

THE RETURN BEGINS

Billy was getting old. He could feel it. It had been a long time since the Caribbean War, and there was very little of his old life left. The Traansval was a nice place. He had been living there for some time, ever since the Fall Of The Empire. The people were kind, though rugged, and it was very hot. But a home none the less. It was bittersweet though, he was a refugee, and in command of all that was left of the once glorious Twelve Isles Armed Forces. A mere 20 men, in dirty blue grey uniforms. He could still remember that day, when he first arrived at the shore. It was hard. They had all stood at attention, and awaited their cards to be accepted into the country. It was more than hard, it was shameful. Billy had stood there and tried not to cry, as it would have been unbefitting of an officer of his caliber. But he had years. He knew the old colony's still considered themselves the Twelve Isles, and that they had some military force. As well as that, he had friends in the Traansvals military. Last he heard the Cartwines had been killed. Both the Empress, and the princess. The line had been hunted down. It didn't matter, there was always room for a new regent. Billy looked around his room. It was far larger and nicer than the one he had lived in while in the Isles. Bowler Street was a shit hole, but he would take it over anything right now. Anything to be in his homeland. Soon though, soon he would be back. Billy turned and sat at his desk, taking out a piece of paper and a pen, and began writing.

TO: Jethro Kendi

FROM: Captin Billy Younger, Former Commander Of The Twelve Isles Armored Corp

Dear Mr Kendi,

I would like to open this letter by saying that I fully understand that what I am about to ask is a tall order, but that I feel it must be done anyways. As Im sure is widely know by everyone, the Empire Of The Twelve Isles is no more. At least, its not nearly what it used to be. The Colony's still go by the name, but they are not the Home Isles. But that is not the point, the point is what I ask. I wish to retake the Home Isles. There are many in your nation who remember the invasion, the Blood Cough, and the death of our entire way of life. As a war hero, I have become a celebrity of sorts among those who were from the Isles, and their decedents. I make it a point to try and stay connected with my people, and I can tell you with much certainty that they would gladly lay down their lives to retake the Home Isles.

My request is this. As the strongest ally of the Isles, I hope that you would be willing to assist me in the endeavor of training an army to retake our home. Weapons, armor, food, anything would be appreciated. I know that the Colonial Fleet is still operational, and I would be my hope that you would be able to spent a ship or car to transport me there as well so that I could recruit the people of the colony's. Once again, I must tell you that I would not ask this of your people if it was not a matter of utmost importance to mine. I will understand if you refuse, but It will not stop me from my goal. Just remember that, if the people of my homeland leave without the support of others, and if they fail, it will be on the heads of our allys and not us.

Yours truly, Captain Billy Younger, Former Commander Of The Twelve Isles Armored Corp

From: Verkozen Officiele Jethro Kendi
To: Captain Billy Younger

Hello, Captain.

i remember when news of you and your refugee army entered this country. Despite my words of the cultural children of the Twelve Isles that founded the Bretish Union, which succeeded once in enslaving my people, i still find that the Twelve Isles could be a very useful ally.

We will be willing to supply, arm, and train a new Twelve Isles Military, along with assist them in battle. On one condition.

We request that the Twelve Isles join the Alliance of Republican Nations. And, i also request that you attend a summit of leaders in this Alliance at the Republican Palace.

Also, the Second in Command of the GepantserdKorp, one Gepantserd Luitenant-Bevelvoerder Adams (Sergeant Adams, as i think you know him), has requested to lead the Boer effort to train the Twelve Islander men.

I will also attach all Twelve Islander Vreemdenlegioen (Foreign legion) Regiments to your forces.

Welcome back...

TO: Jethro Kendi

FROM: Captin Billy Younger, Former Commander Of The Twelve Isles Armored Corp

Dear Mr Kendi

I can not thank you enough. I am exited to see Adams again, and am more than willing to join the Alliance of Republican Nations. I am more than happy to attend the meeting at the Palace. Just inform me when It is time to go.

Sincerly, Billy Younger

[The Traansval]

From: Verkozen Officiele Jethro Kendi
To: Captain Billy Younger

Hello, Captain.

i remember when news of you and your refugee army entered this country. Despite my words of the cultural children of the Twelve Isles that founded the Bretish Union, which succeeded once in enslaving my people, i still find that the Twelve Isles could be a very useful ally.

We will be willing to supply, arm, and train a new Twelve Isles Military, along with assist them in battle. On one condition.

We request that the Twelve Isles join the Alliance of Republican Nations. And, i also request that you attend a summit of leaders in this Alliance at the Republican Palace.

Also, the Second in Command of the GepantserdKorp, one Gepantserd Luitenant-Bevelvoerder Adams (Sergeant Adams, as i think you know him), has requested to lead the Boer effort to train the Twelve Islander men.

I will also attach all Twelve Islander Vreemdenlegioen (Foreign legion) Regiments to your forces.

Welcome back...

TO: Jethro Kendi

FROM: Captin Billy Younger, Former Commander Of The Twelve Isles Armored Corp

Dear Mr Kendi

I can not thank you enough. I am exited to see Adams again, and am more than willing to join the Alliance of Republican Nations. I am more than happy to attend the meeting at the Palace. Just inform me when It is time to go.

Sincerly, Billy Younger

From: Verkozen Officiele Jethro Kendi
To: Captain Billy Younger

Fort Kasbah, outside the city limits of Pretoria (We will send a car to transport you from London to Pretoria) will serve as the covert base of operations for you to rebuild a freedom fighter force.

Adams will await you there. i shall inform you when the meeting will take place at a later date.

Good luck, Generaal Younger...

[Norcourt]

Southern South Peninsula, Drales Colony
9 December, 1891

Company A had trekked further down south, until they were stopped by a Norcourtian Patrol. It had seemed that during the past days, Lord Ford had sent several scouting parties, on the search for Company A, and Harker. "Oi lads, halt!" One of the soldiers said. "Lord Ford sent us on a mission to find a...ehm...Captain Harker, it was?", "Aye, I am him" Harker replied. He showed him his rank, and uniform. "Well then sir, we best get going. We have a camp down that there path. My name is Corporal William Johannson. Care to join us back to back to camp?" He asked. "...Aye..." Harker replied, faintly.
They walked toward a crossroads, and down there lye a bonfire, and a couple tents waiting for them. They packed everything in their bags, and began the long march down toward Lord Ford's encampment. "How long ye been out here?" Johannson asked, "I don't know..." Harker replied "Where were you in that amount of time? I'm starting to think you deserted, sir." Johannson asked again but this time in a snarkish voice, "Shut up Corporal, you weren't bloody there..." Harker Replied.

Goldrushian Commonwealth, Northern Border

Reinforcements had just arrived days earlier, each one of them new recruits. Trenches were dug, and machine guns were deployed, as fear of an Eodorian Offensive came to their minds. One officer, a Lieutenant James Bannerman stood atop the recruits in the trenches. "Now lads, you are about to embark on one of the greatest defensives ever held here in Goldrush. 170,000 of your fellow countrymen, have deployed on the border, each ready to meet their fate on the battlefield. You may know me, in fact, I designed the very rifle you are holding right now. But none of that matters today, as we are all equal on the battlefield. Do not count seconds, do not count shots, only count the amount of Eodorians you kill!" He said. The Goldrushians, in true slavic tradition yelled a intimidating "Ura!" as a sign of cheer. "Defend your country, with your arms, teeth, sweat, and blood, just as the Spartans did in Greece. Do not retreat under any circumstance, this is your chance to gain glory for your motherland! We will show the Eodorians the true power of Norcourt!" Again the soldiers cheered. James got down from his post, and returned to the trenches....
Aleksandr, inspired by the Lieutenant's speech, began to write a letter back to his family...

Dear Elizaveta, we have finally reached the Northern Border. They have just given us our rifles a few days earlier, and now we are deploying machine guns and mines on the battlefield. But none of that matters to you, I only wish that after this war, I will reach you and young Tanya. I have just received m pay, and so far, they have given me 30 Kade. I hope to see you soon. Goodbye, till next time.

[The Imperial Warglorian Empire]

St Osloverg
"Such a proposition would interest Wargloria to quite a high level, Manticore really is growing to quite a problematic threat, however the only problem is, despite our advanced fleet, I have the feeling that the Imperial Warglorian Navy wouldn't stand a chance." Allen said. "Funny how things turn out, I had actually hoped that I would be negotiating with Nikolai as I had thought that I would never be able to reach out to you."

Abandoned House
Death Watch was surprised by how cooperative the Okran Agents were. "Very well, I suggest that we try to terminate the trouble makers via assassins, we can hear this via leaks, eavs dropping and reports from local security, we could also interrogate and suspects to try and reveal their higher people, so we can terimante of them." Death Watch said

St. Osloverg

"Do not worry, our navy can give them a good beating." Oswyn and Allen kept walking. "I do think it would be in accordance to tell Aclus and Skarten of this. The more the better." Oswyn then heard Allen in regards to Nikolai, he laughed.

"Well young man... Nikolai convinced me against my other wishes. He really is a man who believed in a peace between us."

Abandoned House

Marvock and the rest of the agents mumbled between each other. Then he spoke. "We think the same. Come now, we need to get going at once if we are to stop this menace."

St Osloverg
"Hmm....I suppose that we could add more, as long as they're trustworthy, I will be more then happy to align with them." Allen said "Thank gott for the latest generation" Allen said, commenting on Nikolai.

Abandoned House
"Wait, we still have other things to talk about." DW said. "Reichsfuhrer Aryan has also proposed that we share our resources, access to land und information, and that squads combind both Okran and Gestapo Agents, so that the cooperation would go faster und we could help each other more"

[The Manticoran Empire]

The Manticoran Army had received demands from Entente forces near Veice to remain away from the city. Not wishing to spark a major war, they withdrew back to Romi.

[The Traansval]

From: Verkozen Officiele Jethro Kendi
To: Leader of the Manticore Empire

Dear fellow world leader,

I wish to invite you and your nation to join the Alliance of Republican Nations. We are a brand new alliance, but we believe that both of us can gain and prosper from this alliance.

Already, our numbers include Norcourt, The Traansval, and the Exiled Twelve Isles Government. This list may seem small, but it was the large numbers of the Entente that brought its down fall.

If you accept my offer, we would be please to host you at a summit held in the Republican Palace of Pretoria.

[Arengin Union]

St. Osloverg

"Do not worry, our navy can give them a good beating." Oswyn and Allen kept walking. "I do think it would be in accordance to tell Aclus and Skarten of this. The more the better." Oswyn then heard Allen in regards to Nikolai, he laughed.

"Well young man... Nikolai convinced me against my other wishes. He really is a man who believed in a peace between us."

Abandoned House

Marvock and the rest of the agents mumbled between each other. Then he spoke. "We think the same. Come now, we need to get going at once if we are to stop this menace."

St Osloverg
"Hmm....I suppose that we could add more, as long as they're trustworthy, I will be more then happy to align with them." Allen said "Thank gott for the latest generation" Allen said, commenting on Nikolai.

Abandoned House
"Wait, we still have other things to talk about." DW said. "Reichsfuhrer Aryan has also proposed that we share our resources, access to land und information, and that squads combind both Okran and Gestapo Agents, so that the cooperation would go faster und we could help each other more"

St. Osloverg

"Da. Do not worry... they are all trustworthy. After all their leaders didn't turn their back on us like Kendi or Askwell did." Oswyn said in a passive aggressive tone. He composure himself.

"I will arrange a meeting between our leaders, and we shall form a new alliance." Oswyn said.

Abandoned House

Marvock was in a bit of a conflict as he thought what to answer. "Da... we shall. But I expect you don't try anything funny. We respect your land, respect ours."

[The Manticoran Empire]

From: Verkozen Officiele Jethro Kendi
To: Leader of the Manticore Empire

Dear fellow world leader,

I wish to invite you and your nation to join the Alliance of Republican Nations. We are a brand new alliance, but we believe that both of us can gain and prosper from this alliance.

Already, our numbers include Norcourt, The Traansval, and the Exiled Twelve Isles Government. This list may seem small, but it was the large numbers of the Entente that brought its down fall.

If you accept my offer, we would be please to host you at a summit held in the Republican Palace of Pretoria.

From: Crown Princess Catherine
To: Verkozen Officiele Jethro Kendi

Mr. Kendi, I would be most honored to accept your offer and will certainly arrive at the summit in Pretoria. Anything that can bring the world closer to peace is a victory for all peoples.

From: Manticoran Ministry of Defense
To: Manticoran Expeditionary Force

ORDER CHANGE.

DUE TO COMPLAINTS FROM ARENGIN AND ENTENTE POWERS, ALL SOLDIERS, SAILORS, AND MARINES ARE TO VACATE SYLBANIA WITHIN 14 DAYS.

In Arengin Sheepish, a drunken man struck an Arengin soldier. The soldier retaliated, sparking a brawl. The brawl quickly moved outside, drawing in more civilians and soldiers. Some brought guns, while others brought whatever they could find, including pitchforks, knives, clubs, torches, and broken bottles. The rioters targeted Arengin MPs, shouting slurs and crying "DOWN WITH THE PIGS!" and "SHEEPISH FOR US NOT YOU!"

[The Imperial Warglorian Empire]

St Osloverg
"Ja, I too shall call in mein cabinet und staff" Allen said. "I hope this is the begging of a beautiful friendship, am I correct in suspecting that Nikolai and Melissa will be at this historic event? Also, what will happen with the Entente?"

Abandoned House
"Gut, we shall honour our agreement, this meeting is over, if you want to talk more, go to this location." DW said, handing him a card that had the address that said '218 Bismarck Street, Auberesburg.' "The phrase is 'coats and nunchucks don't mix' 'no they don't' 'did Himmler's spirit tell you that?'" Suddenly, Allen noticed a lone female in the corenr. "Interesting.....you're agent over there looks a bit....off."

[Arengin Union]

From: Verkozen Officiele Jethro Kendi
To: Leader of the Manticore Empire

Dear fellow world leader,

I wish to invite you and your nation to join the Alliance of Republican Nations. We are a brand new alliance, but we believe that both of us can gain and prosper from this alliance.

Already, our numbers include Norcourt, The Traansval, and the Exiled Twelve Isles Government. This list may seem small, but it was the large numbers of the Entente that brought its down fall.

If you accept my offer, we would be please to host you at a summit held in the Republican Palace of Pretoria.

From: Crown Princess Catherine
To: Verkozen Officiele Jethro Kendi

Mr. Kendi, I would be most honored to accept your offer and will certainly arrive at the summit in Pretoria. Anything that can bring the world closer to peace is a victory for all peoples.

From: Manticoran Ministry of Defense
To: Manticoran Expeditionary Force

ORDER CHANGE.

DUE TO COMPLAINTS FROM ARENGIN AND ENTENTE POWERS, ALL SOLDIERS, SAILORS, AND MARINES ARE TO VACATE SYLBANIA WITHIN 14 DAYS.

In Arengin Sheepish, a drunken man struck an Arengin soldier. The soldier retaliated, sparking a brawl. The brawl quickly moved outside, drawing in more civilians and soldiers. Some brought guns, while others brought whatever they could find, including pitchforks, knives, clubs, torches, and broken bottles. The rioters targeted Arengin MPs, shouting slurs and crying "DOWN WITH THE PIGS!" and "SHEEPISH FOR US NOT YOU!"

Arengin Sheepish

Soon the riot began to spark out of control as the military police began barricading at their headquarters and calling for help. Soon thousands of Arengin soldiers arrived, they were specialized in handling battle in tight corners and urban areas. They arrived and began marching, telling everyone to get out of the street into their homes. Some did as ordered but the crowd stayed and confronted the soldiers.



Then the soldiers aimed their rifles at the crowd and again ordered for one last time. "By the order of commander Andreil. Disperse immediately and go back to our homes or we will fire."

[The Manticoran Empire]

From: Crown Princess Catherine
To: Verkozen Officiele Jethro Kendi

Mr. Kendi, I would be most honored to accept your offer and will certainly arrive at the summit in Pretoria. Anything that can bring the world closer to peace is a victory for all peoples.

From: Manticoran Ministry of Defense
To: Manticoran Expeditionary Force

ORDER CHANGE.

DUE TO COMPLAINTS FROM ARENGIN AND ENTENTE POWERS, ALL SOLDIERS, SAILORS, AND MARINES ARE TO VACATE SYLBANIA WITHIN 14 DAYS.

In Arengin Sheepish, a drunken man struck an Arengin soldier. The soldier retaliated, sparking a brawl. The brawl quickly moved outside, drawing in more civilians and soldiers. Some brought guns, while others brought whatever they could find, including pitchforks, knives, clubs, torches, and broken bottles. The rioters targeted Arengin MPs, shouting slurs and crying "DOWN WITH THE PIGS!" and "SHEEPISH FOR US NOT YOU!"

Arengin Sheepish

Soon the riot began to spark out of control as the military police began barricading at their headquarters and calling for help. Soon thousands of Arengin soldiers arrived, they were specialized in handling battle in tight corners and urban areas. They arrived and began marching, telling everyone to get out of the street into their homes. Some did as ordered but the crowd stayed and confronted the soldiers.



Then the soldiers aimed their rifles at the crowd and again ordered for one last time. "By the order of commander Andreil. Disperse immediately and go back to our homes or we will fire."

"GO HOME PIG DOGS!" screamed the rioters as they threw rocks, cobblestone, wood, bottles, and anything else they could find. "THIS IS OUR HOME! NOT YOURS!" A few of the rioters had guns and they fired on the Arengin soldiers.

[The Traansval]

St Osloverg
"Ja, I too shall call in mein cabinet und staff" Allen said. "I hope this is the begging of a beautiful friendship, am I correct in suspecting that Nikolai and Melissa will be at this historic event? Also, what will happen with the Entente?"

Abandoned House
"Gut, we shall honour our agreement, this meeting is over, if you want to talk more, go to this location." DW said, handing him a card that had the address that said '218 Bismarck Street, Auberesburg.' "The phrase is 'coats and nunchucks don't mix' 'no they don't' 'did Himmler's spirit tell you that?'" Suddenly, Allen noticed a lone female in the corenr. "Interesting.....you're agent over there looks a bit....off."

The female agent in question was studying the walls of the small cottage. Honestly, she just didn't want to watch this meeting. Her fellow Arengins stooping down to the level of a Warglorian.... It made her sick.

[Arengin Union]

St Osloverg
"Ja, I too shall call in mein cabinet und staff" Allen said. "I hope this is the begging of a beautiful friendship, am I correct in suspecting that Nikolai and Melissa will be at this historic event? Also, what will happen with the Entente?"

Abandoned House
"Gut, we shall honour our agreement, this meeting is over, if you want to talk more, go to this location." DW said, handing him a card that had the address that said '218 Bismarck Street, Auberesburg.' "The phrase is 'coats and nunchucks don't mix' 'no they don't' 'did Himmler's spirit tell you that?'" Suddenly, Allen noticed a lone female in the corenr. "Interesting.....you're agent over there looks a bit....off."

st. Osloverg

Oswyn stopped to think for a minute. He broke silence. "It will be repealed... The traitors stabbed it in the back, it is time to redeem its memory. As for Melissa and Nikolai, they shall be present. I hope this is the beginning of something great Fuhrer. Please, join me for dinner, we have the best mushrooms. Freshly picked."

Abandoned House

After receiving the direction Marvock and the warglorien shook hands in mutual agreement. Then he heard his worries over agent Rodina. Marvock did notice her sweating a lot and looking more nervous than usual.

"Rodina... you're not looking very good." The agents began to make a circle around her. They knew something was up. she was new to the team and her papers did not add upm Marvock had just thought about this. Rodina began to look increasingly nervous, she was looking for any way to escape, but there was none. It was all blocked.

[The Twelve Isles]

Billy looked out at the courtyard of Fort Kasbah from the car that had transported him there. It was near the norther border of the Traansval, which he figured was a good thing. At least a better thing, though it wouldn't do much to truly inform the recruits of what it would be like in the Isles. Here it was hot, and the sun always shined, but in the Isles it was cold and rainy, and the mud would suck the wheels of vehicles and the feet of men into the ground, pinning them there. They were different places the Traansval and the Isles, but Fort Kasbah would have to do. In front, he could see many young men, pale and tall. The were the descendants of the refugees, and many of them had been raised on story's of the Empires once incredible power. Tales of how they ruled the waves, and the coal and oil that they could use to manipulate and square with the world. There were some in the refugees population who were happy with their new lives, but there was far more who wanted to go home.

Most were wearing homemade uniforms, cobbled together from old shirts and pants, badly died blue so that they came across as more of a grey. It didnt matter, what they wore wouldn't matter. And in time he would bring back the blue, the helmets, the guns, the airships. And most importantly, he would bring back the Navy. If Billy'plan was successful the Isles would once again rule the waves, able to exert power on a global scale. But for now, a small army of ragtag young men would do. On the east wall, Billy saw something that made him smile. A line of armored cars, at least 50 of them. There would be more from the Traansval, and if his plans for the meeting were successful, they would get support from other nations as well. He thought of Aclus. They had always been a strong ally of the Twelve Isles, and he fele he could count on them.

The car pulled to a stop, and Billy opened the door. He was older. He had crows feet, and his hair was starting to grey, becoming a sort of salt and pepper color. He had laugh lines, and he didn't shave regularly anymore, but his uniform was impeccable. A sharp, dark green under to sun, old campaign medals shone in the light. His hair was slicked back, his boots spit shined, an old revolve on his hip. It had been a gift from an old friend, and he felt it was only fitting that he wore it here. After all, Adams was going to help him train these new men.

Many of the recruits stopped what they were doing and stared as he left the car. He was after all a legend, and a hero to the many exiled Islanders. Many pointed at him, and nudged their friends to get their attention. A few of the people in the fort were former soldiers, wearing their old uniforms. They had become dusty and frayed, but were Imperial Army uniforms none the less. These men saluted, and some of the recruits tried to follow suit. They were a ragtag bunch, but once Captain Younger was done with them they would be a capable fighting force. And if he could gain the support of the Colony's, and the former allies of the Isles, then he felt confident his chances at victory were far more likely. Though, thinking about it, he figured now he was probably General Billy Younger, Commanding Officer of the Free Isles Army.

[Arengin Union]

Arengin Sheepish

Soon the riot began to spark out of control as the military police began barricading at their headquarters and calling for help. Soon thousands of Arengin soldiers arrived, they were specialized in handling battle in tight corners and urban areas. They arrived and began marching, telling everyone to get out of the street into their homes. Some did as ordered but the crowd stayed and confronted the soldiers.

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Then the soldiers aimed their rifles at the crowd and again ordered for one last time. "By the order of commander Andreil. Disperse immediately and go back to our homes or we will fire."

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"GO HOME PIG DOGS!" screamed the rioters as they threw rocks, cobblestone, wood, bottles, and anything else they could find. "THIS IS OUR HOME! NOT YOURS!" A few of the rioters had guns and they fired on the Arengin soldiers.

The rioters did not comply. Some began to throw stuff and others began firing with weapons. They hit a few soldiers and wounded them, a reporter began taking pictures of the event.

"FIRE!" The soldier immediately followed orders. The crowd was soon engulfed in a hail of bullets. They began running away as the soldiers advanced to squash any further opposition.

The military police took advantage of the situation and began pushing back against the rioters using fireworks and shields of metal.

[The Traansval]

St Osloverg
"Ja, I too shall call in mein cabinet und staff" Allen said. "I hope this is the begging of a beautiful friendship, am I correct in suspecting that Nikolai and Melissa will be at this historic event? Also, what will happen with the Entente?"

Abandoned House
"Gut, we shall honour our agreement, this meeting is over, if you want to talk more, go to this location." DW said, handing him a card that had the address that said '218 Bismarck Street, Auberesburg.' "The phrase is 'coats and nunchucks don't mix' 'no they don't' 'did Himmler's spirit tell you that?'" Suddenly, Allen noticed a lone female in the corenr. "Interesting.....you're agent over there looks a bit....off."

st. Osloverg

Oswyn stopped to think for a minute. He broke silence. "It will be repealed... The traitors stabbed it in the back, it is time to redeem its memory. As for Melissa and Nikolai, they shall be present. I hope this is the beginning of something great Fuhrer. Please, join me for dinner, we have the best mushrooms. Freshly picked."

Abandoned House

After receiving the direction Marvock and the warglorien shook hands in mutual agreement. Then he heard his worries over agent Rodina. Marvock did notice her sweating a lot and looking more nervous than usual.

"Rodina... you're not looking very good." The agents began to make a circle around her. They knew something was up. she was new to the team and her papers did not add upm Marvock had just thought about this. Rodina began to look increasingly nervous, she was looking for any way to escape, but there was none. It was all blocked.

Rodina saw the men circling her, she knew there was only one way out of this,

Agent Rodina: I- i feel strange...

Rodina swallowed a small pill she had kept under her tongue. The pill contained a highly lethal dose of [INSERT CHEMICAL HERE]. While it was lethal, it was possible for her to survive if medical care was administered immediately.

Rodina collapsed onto the ground.

[The Imperial Warglorian Empire]

St Osloverg
"Ja, I would love a meal with your lads, I've always wanted to try your famed Arenginianc Vodka, one of mein Generals in Sylbania said that it tasted quite strong und.....interesting." Allen said.

Abandoned House
DW was surprised by her falling. "Do not worry, this will re-vitalise her for an hour or so." DW said. One of the agents proceeded to mix a white powder with some liquid, and then eye dropped it on her eyes.

[Arengin Union]

st. Osloverg

Oswyn stopped to think for a minute. He broke silence. "It will be repealed... The traitors stabbed it in the back, it is time to redeem its memory. As for Melissa and Nikolai, they shall be present. I hope this is the beginning of something great Fuhrer. Please, join me for dinner, we have the best mushrooms. Freshly picked."

Abandoned House

After receiving the direction Marvock and the warglorien shook hands in mutual agreement. Then he heard his worries over agent Rodina. Marvock did notice her sweating a lot and looking more nervous than usual.

"Rodina... you're not looking very good." The agents began to make a circle around her. They knew something was up. she was new to the team and her papers did not add upm Marvock had just thought about this. Rodina began to look increasingly nervous, she was looking for any way to escape, but there was none. It was all blocked.

Rodina saw the men circling her, she knew there was only one way out of this,

Agent Rodina: I- i feel strange...

Rodina swallowed a small pill she had kept under her tongue. The pill contained a highly lethal dose of [INSERT CHEMICAL HERE]. While it was lethal, it was possible for her to survive if medical care was administered immediately.

Rodina collapsed onto the ground.

Marvock and the agents reacted quickly, he picked her up, worried. The other agents checked her for any poison or any wounds. Nothing, but they did found notes, notes and a weird apparatus to wire tap and another one to record conversations. Photographs of different Okran safe houses and documents of Warglorian-Arengin cooperation were also found.

Marvock tried to talk with Rodina as she gurgled from a whatever she was dying for. "Rodina! What the hell did you do?!" He asked in an angry but saddened tone. Rodina simply gave him a cold but also sad look.

Then the warglorians applied something on her eyes. She then began coming back into sense. But Marvock simply let go of her.

"Tie her up... shes a spy!"

[The Traansval]

Billy looked out at the courtyard of Fort Kasbah from the car that had transported him there. It was near the norther border of the Traansval, which he figured was a good thing. At least a better thing, though it wouldn't do much to truly inform the recruits of what it would be like in the Isles. Here it was hot, and the sun always shined, but in the Isles it was cold and rainy, and the mud would suck the wheels of vehicles and the feet of men into the ground, pinning them there. They were different places the Traansval and the Isles, but Fort Kasbah would have to do. In front, he could see many young men, pale and tall. The were the descendants of the refugees, and many of them had been raised on story's of the Empires once incredible power. Tales of how they ruled the waves, and the coal and oil that they could use to manipulate and square with the world. There were some in the refugees population who were happy with their new lives, but there was far more who wanted to go home.

Most were wearing homemade uniforms, cobbled together from old shirts and pants, badly died blue so that they came across as more of a grey. It didnt matter, what they wore wouldn't matter. And in time he would bring back the blue, the helmets, the guns, the airships. And most importantly, he would bring back the Navy. If Billy'plan was successful the Isles would once again rule the waves, able to exert power on a global scale. But for now, a small army of ragtag young men would do. On the east wall, Billy saw something that made him smile. A line of armored cars, at least 50 of them. There would be more from the Traansval, and if his plans for the meeting were successful, they would get support from other nations as well. He thought of Aclus. They had always been a strong ally of the Twelve Isles, and he fele he could count on them.

The car pulled to a stop, and Billy opened the door. He was older. He had crows feet, and his hair was starting to grey, becoming a sort of salt and pepper color. He had laugh lines, and he didn't shave regularly anymore, but his uniform was impeccable. A sharp, dark green under to sun, old campaign medals shone in the light. His hair was slicked back, his boots spit shined, an old revolve on his hip. It had been a gift from an old friend, and he felt it was only fitting that he wore it here. After all, Adams was going to help him train these new men.

Many of the recruits stopped what they were doing and stared as he left the car. He was after all a legend, and a hero to the many exiled Islanders. Many pointed at him, and nudged their friends to get their attention. A few of the people in the fort were former soldiers, wearing their old uniforms. They had become dusty and frayed, but were Imperial Army uniforms none the less. These men saluted, and some of the recruits tried to follow suit. They were a ragtag bunch, but once Captain Younger was done with them they would be a capable fighting force. And if he could gain the support of the Colony's, and the former allies of the Isles, then he felt confident his chances at victory were far more likely. Though, thinking about it, he figured now he was probably General Billy Younger, Commanding Officer of the Free Isles Army.

Road to Fort Kasbah
Gauteng Province
The Traansval

Gepantserd Luitenant-Bevelvoerder (Armored Lieutenant General) Adams rode in a Ford car at the head of a convoy of trucks headed to Fort Kasbah. Most of the trucks carried Rifles (Old Lee 1880 Carbines, basically Lee-Metfords), Ammunition, Machine Guns (Once again, old MG-80 and MG-81's), food, tents, and most importantly, clothes.

The Traansval already had Blue Uniforms in service. The Balisteik Korp and the Mildeford's had Blue Uniforms, so around 10,000 plain dark blue uniforms were folded and packed into crates.

Adams had volunteered to train the Free Isles Army, mainly because he wanted to see his old friend billy.

The convoy made a sharp turn in the road, and the Fort appeared behind one of the sand dunes.

The convoy made its way through the forts gates, and parked within.

Adams stepped out of his car, dressed in the uniform of the Gepantserd Korp.


Adams: RIGHT YOU SORRY SACKS OF MEAT, GET THIS SHIT UNLOADED AND IN THE HANDS OF THESE SORRY LAYABOUTS.

From the 3 rear Trucks, 3 Regiments of Twelve Islander Foreign legionaires stepped down onto the ground, which was a mixture of Sand and Dirt.

[The Imperial Warglorian Empire]

Abandoned House
Rodesia suddenly awakened, and DW smiled. "There, perfect, that was what we call a re-vitalising agency." DW said. "It's cocaine mixed with eye drops, it could wake up anybody, no matter how hard the poison." Another agent said. DW looked at the agent with a slightly angered look for revealing the ingredients. "I advise you bring her to immediate medical attention, the agency simply re-vitalises not cures." DW said

[Arengin Union]

Abandoned House
Rodesia suddenly awakened, and DW smiled. "There, perfect, that was what we call a re-vitalising agency." DW said. "It's cocaine mixed with eye drops, it could wake up anybody, no matter how hard the poison." Another agent said. DW looked at the agent with a slightly angered look for revealing the ingredients. "I advise you bring her to immediate medical attention, the agency simply re-vitalises not cures." DW said

Abandoned house

"We will. Thank you DW. We shall meet you again!" Marvock and the other agents carried Rodenia away to their car. They began driving away quickly to the nearest medical clinic. They arrived and brought her inside. She was unconscious and began being treated by the doctors, while still being carefully watched by the agents.

A few hours passed and Rodenia awoke, she had been given anti-poison and was cuffed to the bed so to not escape. Stripped from her uniform and weapons she wore a simple medical robe. Marvock was calmly sitting besides the bed. He then set the folders full of her stolen info onto the bed.

"I expected better from you... betray your own people... for what?" He asked angrily.

He then approached her and while pulling her hair he asked. "Who do you work for!?" He asked.

[The Traansval]

Abandoned House
Rodesia suddenly awakened, and DW smiled. "There, perfect, that was what we call a re-vitalising agency." DW said. "It's cocaine mixed with eye drops, it could wake up anybody, no matter how hard the poison." Another agent said. DW looked at the agent with a slightly angered look for revealing the ingredients. "I advise you bring her to immediate medical attention, the agency simply re-vitalises not cures." DW said

Abandoned house

"We will. Thank you DW. We shall meet you again!" Marvock and the other agents carried Rodenia away to their car. They began driving away quickly to the nearest medical clinic. They arrived and brought her inside. She was unconscious and began being treated by the doctors, while still being carefully watched by the agents.

A few hours passed and Rodenia awoke, she had been given anti-poison and was cuffed to the bed so to not escape. Stripped from her uniform and weapons she wore a simple medical robe. Marvock was calmly sitting besides the bed. He then set the folders full of her stolen info onto the bed.

"I expected better from you... betray your own people... for what?" He asked angrily.

He then approached her and while pulling her hair he asked. "Who do you work for!?" He asked.

Rodina: FOR SOMEONE WHO WOULDN'T BEND KNEE TO MEN WHO MURDER JUST BECAUSE ITS MORE CONVENIENT. MEN WHO DON'T BEND KNEE TO THE WARGLORIAN BARBARIANS

[Arengin Union]

Abandoned house

"We will. Thank you DW. We shall meet you again!" Marvock and the other agents carried Rodenia away to their car. They began driving away quickly to the nearest medical clinic. They arrived and brought her inside. She was unconscious and began being treated by the doctors, while still being carefully watched by the agents.

A few hours passed and Rodenia awoke, she had been given anti-poison and was cuffed to the bed so to not escape. Stripped from her uniform and weapons she wore a simple medical robe. Marvock was calmly sitting besides the bed. He then set the folders full of her stolen info onto the bed.

"I expected better from you... betray your own people... for what?" He asked angrily.

He then approached her and while pulling her hair he asked. "Who do you work for!?" He asked.

Rodina: FOR SOMEONE WHO WOULDN'T BEND KNEE TO MEN WHO MURDER JUST BECAUSE ITS MORE CONVENIENT. MEN WHO DON'T BEND KNEE TO THE WARGLORIAN BARBARIANS

Marvock pulled Rodina's hair further. "YOU THINK YOU KNOW ANYTHING RODINA! OUR COUNTRY COULD HAVE BEEN AT THE BRINK OF WAR IF WE DIDN'T DO THIS. WE WANT PEACE WITH THEM FOR REASON YOU AND YOUR SELFISH ACCOMPLICES WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND!" He left go of her and walked along the room.

"Do yourself a favor Rodina and just tell me who it is. If you don't do it, hundreds, maybe thousands will die. Including you."

[The Traansval]

Rodina: FOR SOMEONE WHO WOULDN'T BEND KNEE TO MEN WHO MURDER JUST BECAUSE ITS MORE CONVENIENT. MEN WHO DON'T BEND KNEE TO THE WARGLORIAN BARBARIANS

Marvock pulled Rodina's hair further. "YOU THINK YOU KNOW ANYTHING RODINA! OUR COUNTRY COULD HAVE BEEN AT THE BRINK OF WAR IF WE DIDN'T DO THIS. WE WANT PEACE WITH THEM FOR REASON YOU AND YOUR SELFISH ACCOMPLICES WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND!" He left go of her and walked along the room.

"Do yourself a favor Rodina and just tell me who it is. If you don't do it, hundreds, maybe thousands will die. Including you."

Rodina: Foolish Marvock, you know nothing!

[The Twelve Isles]

Billy looked out at the courtyard of Fort Kasbah from the car that had transported him there. It was near the norther border of the Traansval, which he figured was a good thing. At least a better thing, though it wouldn't do much to truly inform the recruits of what it would be like in the Isles. Here it was hot, and the sun always shined, but in the Isles it was cold and rainy, and the mud would suck the wheels of vehicles and the feet of men into the ground, pinning them there. They were different places the Traansval and the Isles, but Fort Kasbah would have to do. In front, he could see many young men, pale and tall. The were the descendants of the refugees, and many of them had been raised on story's of the Empires once incredible power. Tales of how they ruled the waves, and the coal and oil that they could use to manipulate and square with the world. There were some in the refugees population who were happy with their new lives, but there was far more who wanted to go home.

Most were wearing homemade uniforms, cobbled together from old shirts and pants, badly died blue so that they came across as more of a grey. It didnt matter, what they wore wouldn't matter. And in time he would bring back the blue, the helmets, the guns, the airships. And most importantly, he would bring back the Navy. If Billy'plan was successful the Isles would once again rule the waves, able to exert power on a global scale. But for now, a small army of ragtag young men would do. On the east wall, Billy saw something that made him smile. A line of armored cars, at least 50 of them. There would be more from the Traansval, and if his plans for the meeting were successful, they would get support from other nations as well. He thought of Aclus. They had always been a strong ally of the Twelve Isles, and he fele he could count on them.

The car pulled to a stop, and Billy opened the door. He was older. He had crows feet, and his hair was starting to grey, becoming a sort of salt and pepper color. He had laugh lines, and he didn't shave regularly anymore, but his uniform was impeccable. A sharp, dark green under to sun, old campaign medals shone in the light. His hair was slicked back, his boots spit shined, an old revolve on his hip. It had been a gift from an old friend, and he felt it was only fitting that he wore it here. After all, Adams was going to help him train these new men.

Many of the recruits stopped what they were doing and stared as he left the car. He was after all a legend, and a hero to the many exiled Islanders. Many pointed at him, and nudged their friends to get their attention. A few of the people in the fort were former soldiers, wearing their old uniforms. They had become dusty and frayed, but were Imperial Army uniforms none the less. These men saluted, and some of the recruits tried to follow suit. They were a ragtag bunch, but once Captain Younger was done with them they would be a capable fighting force. And if he could gain the support of the Colony's, and the former allies of the Isles, then he felt confident his chances at victory were far more likely. Though, thinking about it, he figured now he was probably General Billy Younger, Commanding Officer of the Free Isles Army.

Road to Fort Kasbah
Gauteng Province
The Traansval

Gepantserd Luitenant-Bevelvoerder (Armored Lieutenant General) Adams rode in a Ford car at the head of a convoy of trucks headed to Fort Kasbah. Most of the trucks carried Rifles (Old Lee 1880 Carbines, basically Lee-Metfords), Ammunition, Machine Guns (Once again, old MG-80 and MG-81's), food, tents, and most importantly, clothes.

The Traansval already had Blue Uniforms in service. The Balisteik Korp and the Mildeford's had Blue Uniforms, so around 10,000 plain dark blue uniforms were folded and packed into crates.

Adams had volunteered to train the Free Isles Army, mainly because he wanted to see his old friend billy.

The convoy made a sharp turn in the road, and the Fort appeared behind one of the sand dunes.

The convoy made its way through the forts gates, and parked within.

Adams stepped out of his car, dressed in the uniform of the Gepantserd Korp.


Adams: RIGHT YOU SORRY SACKS OF MEAT, GET THIS SHIT UNLOADED AND IN THE HANDS OF THESE SORRY LAYABOUTS.

From the 3 rear Trucks, 3 Regiments of Twelve Islander Foreign Legionaries stepped down onto the ground, which was a mixture of Sand and Dirt.

Billy turned as a procession of trucks came rumbling into the fort. He watched them as they came to a stop, bristling with guns, and men came tumbling out of them. They were the Islander Foreign Legionaries, a unit of the Traansvals military that had been formed to make use of the remanding military that had emigrated from the Home Isles after they had been conquered. As Billy started to build his army, their command had been transferred back to him. Once again, they were Isles soldiers. It made him feel happy to know that there were still trained soldiers. With three regiments, that would bring his force up to 3500 soldiers, including the men in the fort already. It wasn't much, but it was a very good start. The Colonial Fleet would need to be recruited, giving him a naval force, as well as the Colonial Guards, who would most likely bolster his soldiers to around 10,000 men. But that was just an estimate. When the word had gotten out that the legendary Captain Younger was raising an army to retake the homeland, young men of Islander decent had flocked to him. Every day a few more were joining up, so he had no idea how large his army would be by the end of it.

Billy watched the soldiers, until he saw one man in particular in a Boer uniform. Billy made his way over, his feet kicking up little puffs of dust with every step on the dry dirt. "Adams, do my eye s deceive me, or is that you old friend?" he called, waving as he walked.