Terrorists Hijack Ferry (IC)

[Derman Iles]

6 AM

It was a normal morning in the Derman Ferries vessel. And by that I mean everyone was unhappy. Cranky children cried to their parents as they had to wake up so early to make this normal crossing to Culipo Island. Some tried to get some sleep, some tried to eat breakfast, and the more adventurous stood on deck in the cool tropical ocean air. However, the feeling of normality was only skin-deep. Scattered throughout the vessel were men of the Free Nationalist Army, or FNA, with kevlar underneath their jackets and ski masks and assault rifles in their bags. All the FNA sat, staring at their phones, because when their leader sent out the message they would take out their weapons and seize control of the vessel.

These men were mostly from North-Eastern Derclum Island, an area with a mostly nationalist-leaning population. To explain what is a nationalist, we must go back almost a century. In 1927, after years of fighting colonial rule from Kington Langley, a man named "Edward Nino Werty" managed to secure independence for the Derman Iles. Immediately after the Kingtonian withdrew their colonial influence, he declared the "Dictatorship of Derman Iles", with himself as dictator. Thousands of enraged Dermans, who thought the country should be a republic, revolted against Edward. This led to the "Derman Iles War", which was won by the dictator. Until 2013, the Dermans would be ruled by a series of dictators. Them and their supporters were called the Nationalists. Then, in 2013, an international coalition invaded the country and established a Republican government. Today Republicans and Nationalists are fighting, each wanting their government to run the country.

What happens when the two groups go head-to-head in a conflict of titans? Who knows. But, we will find out very soon.

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[Derman Iles]

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[Banija]

Derman Ferries Cruise- Room #201

General Iopad, disguised as a tourist named 'James Johnson', was on the Derman Ferries Cruise. While technically there was not a warrant out for his arrest, he did not like to be noticed. As it turned out to be, many Republicans and foreigners were not a fan of him or his Army. He dismissed the criticisms of foreigners. They disliked him because he stood up for the Derman Iles. They disliked over 85 years worth of Derman Isles governments because they hated the idea that the Derman Iles would look out for itself, be independent, and do whatever actions helped themselves, rather than foreign governments. No matter to him what they thought. He was Dermanian, and he would work only for the Dermanians.

General Iopad was the Executive State President of the Derman Iles for 6 years, from 2008 through 2013. That is, until, a few Republicans, aided by a large coalition of foreign governments, forced him out of power and started brainwashing the population to believe in Republicanism. He had consistently told his supporters that a government held up by foreigners against the will of the people is not a government- it is a colony. However, the foreigners had the resources that multiple nations would bring somebody in a war, and that led Republicans to control large swaths of the country. Not anymore, however. General Iopad had decided that the Free Nationalist Army would make a statement and take a stand, today, against the Republican government.

General Iopad had 7 members of the FNA, all plain clothes, with him on the ferry. He knew that he wouldn't need much manpower to overtake a civillian cruise. This was not guarded by military, just a few bouncers and a few private security guards. What he needed to make sure was that he had a few people on his side in the right places. And that, is exactly what he did. He had the chief chef of the most popular dinner restaurant on the cruise on his side, who was a member of the FNA. He had one of the security guards as members of the FNA. That is how they were able to smuggle weapons on board. He had a waiter, a janitor, other members of the crew, including the ship's 2nd mate, and other members who were passengers. They all knew the plan, and they all knew not to discuss it.

They had the same tattoo of a dragon all on the same spot on their forearms- so they could all recognize each other, and yet, at the same time, it would not be suspicious. The plan itself was risky. Would they be able to take a ship without previous communication with each other? General Iopad, to keep secrecy, had spoken with each member of the team individually, but they had never met as a group. Because of the symbols, they could recognize each other, but they all had to execute their part of the plan flawlessly.

General Iopad believed that this plan could succeed. He knew that every single member of the FNA on his ship was loyal not only to the cause, but personally loyal to him. These men had all lost a lot when the Republicans came into power, and they understood that the only way to right things was to make sure that General Iopad was in charge again. General Iopad would make sure that this ship, and the world, knew that he was not sitting down quietly. The entire universe would know that General Iopad, decked out with all of his military honors, was in control of the ferry, and soon, he would use that momentum to launch himself into the Derman Iles and be ready to retake his claim as Executive President of the Derman Iles.

[Derman Iles]

Elite 72nd Regiment Headquarters, Derman City.

Colonol Fival sat in his office, watching his men on his monitor. His men were doing scuba training nearby, just after doing their melee training that morning. He and his men were looking forward to lunch. Pepperoni pizza, Fival's favorite. But most of all, he was looking forward to spending the weekend with his family in the city. The new republican government had payed him quite a lot to control their new special forces and turn them into their best weapon against those pesky Nationalists. He lived in a large house, with a large yard, and a dog, and his two sons and his daughter. He had been a lowly store clerk before the restoration of the Republicans. This new life was the best thing that ever happened to him.

Dispite all of this, Fival ached for combat. Fival had served briefly in the dictator's army during the 1990's, but was fired after refusing to get out of the way of a superior officer. Fival didn't think that anyone was better then him. No-one. So after the dictator was overthrown, he joined the army again and accelerated through the ranks by having the right connections. He gave the people above him a powerful unit they could use against the nationalists, and they gave him the job of his life. But he always wanted his unit to go into combat. He wanted to hear reports that his me had attacked the enemy and won. However, he has never been given this opportunity.

His men came from all over the country, as long as they were republican-leaning. They were mostly male, young, and extremely fit. It was hard work to be accepted into the 72nd. But it definitely payed off. This was the best payed unit in the entire army. However, they would be sworn to secrecy and never allowed to say what they saw in there. Officially, the 72nd didn't exist. This was probably the best situation anyway, as the unit had to do some pretty strange things. Once, they each had to stab a young cute pig to death to show they were capable of taking a life. Most of the men groaned at the amount of bacon they had to eat in the weeks after that.

This is the best trained and equipped unit in the entire army. It was ready to defend their country to the death. And, very shortly, they would go through the ultimate test.

[Generailia]

Derman Ferries Cruise Ship- Wheelhouse.

Harry Millington stared off into the sea for a short time yet he then heard the captain say. "So your new right? Heard that you father was a naval officer back before we became a republic. You have my sympathy." Harry cringed slightly at the thought as memory faded back into his mind. His father was indeed a naval officer yet was rather highly ranked and died in combat..while Harry himself was more of the pilot of there war ships he was never really good at his job yet he did have some basic training. Yet sadly he was in control of the ship that his father died on and was barely able to escape with there wounded before he died. Harry then answered. "Yea thanks...it's been hard on my whole family."

Harry knew that hard was a understatement. The whole family seemed to have split off into nationalist and republicans after they began to lose the war and his father died. Till then his family was very loyal to whatever dictator was in power yet they hardly ever reached high positions. But today will be different as Harry looked at his phone anxiously as he thought. Come on General I'm waiting on you...we all are. He then placed his phone on a desk next to him of which was also the place where he put his duffle bag. Which of course held his AK-63 and a LHR Combat Knife and sheath that he kept on him from his time in the military. Yet at his own and the captains side and hell even the first-mate's was a Beretta 92A1. While the duffle bag also held a black ski-mask and a lighter. The lighter he only kept on him because most people that he knew smoked yet he didn't..family has smoking problems so he stayed away from it. He always carried around a few extra magazines for his AK and his Beretta but he really didn't need to hide the Beretta Magazines.

Harry then picked back up his phone and placed it in front of him as both he and the captain piloted the ship with the help of some lower ranking crew being how he was the 2nd-mate yet the 1st-mate was rather silent oddly and did whatever the captain ordered him to do in the silence. Harry frowned as he thought. Kind of like this captain..couldn't remember his name for the life of me but he is alright. Not really much of a fan of the first-mate though. Harry then put his phone on vibrate and shoved it into his pocket as he moved uncomfortably in the Kevlar vest that he wore along with a short-sleeved red shirt under it of which was hidden by his uniform. He then thought to himself. Alright just don't forget your role in this Harry. This is redemption for your desertion with the wounded after your ship was destroyed. We'll show these damn power hungry foreign scum that we aren't to be underestimated. I just hope they give in easily..I don't want to kill anyone I don't have to. But if that's what it takes to show these easily turned idiots to the truth then so be it. Harry then waited anxiously for the General to give them the message to strike as he did his best to keep playing the act of a brain-washed fool while he waited.

[Banija]

Upper Deck Bar- Derman Ferries Cruise Ship

General Iopad was at the basketball courts. The time to take the cruiseliner had arrived- the plan was ready to be set into action, and they were far enough from the Republican Navy that they should have plenty of time to take full control of the ship before their military ships come blazing. Enough where he believed they would not just blow the cruiseliner out of the water; they would have to at least negotiate. Time, indeed, was on his side.

He had his most trusted Lieutenant of the operation, Harry MIllington, who was able to secure being 2nd mate on this cruise. The nationalists had been kicked down time and time again, and there was a real hatred among the nationalists for the Republican government. They had tried every peaceful option to be involved in the "new" Derman Iles, that was dominated by Republicans, who were beholden to an international coalition of nations, and therefore could never putting the interests of Dermanians first. A peaceful protest in Derman City led them to send police officers, ones loyal to the Republicans, after the protesters and send them fleeing for their lives in their own country for simply making their voice heard. Nationalists took to the streets all across the country, as their voice was heard loud and clear. They needed change from this government, and they needed the Nationalists back in power. A Republican government beholden to foreign powers was not a government that worked for the Derman Iles. Of course, the force of their armed forces repelled nationalists, but the message was clear. President Connor would ignore the will of the people of Derman Iles by ignoring the nationalists, and simply trying to scare and kill off whatever political opposition he had. That is why General Iopad came up with this plan. The Republicans would only meet you halfway if you beat them at their own game. And this is exactly what he intended to do.

General Iopad looked up at the clock. The seconds were ticking down until the plan would unfold. As the time ticked to 7:00 PM, he made sure that everybody was on the same page. The clock struck 7, and when the bell rang, the plan was put into action. He knew that that timing was everything on this plan, and even one thing happening out of place would put everything out of whack, and get them all killed. But he knew exactly what he was doing, and he knew exactly who he had to trust. This plan would work best in a place of organized chaos, and that is why he was at the bar of the upper deck. When the bell rang, General Iopad gave the signal by throwing an entire bottle of wine across the room, and then proceeding to throw another one on the ground. All the attention was focused on him. General Iopad may have aged, but he was still a fighter.

He did that as a distraction. In the next 5 minutes, one of his men on the main deck, towards the front of the ship, took out a silencer and shot two security guards dead. A total of 9 of the security officers remained. The all clear was given by him taking off the silencer and firing one shot into the air. That shot fired into the air, at 7:03, caused the necessary panic that General Iopad needed. Near pandemonium ensued on the ship, as people were screaming and not knowing what was going on. With the gunshot, the upper deck bartender went out himself and shot two more security guards, who were both off-shift, and that left 7 security guards remaining. He started screaming and told people to stand down and line up against the side wall. The General was happy at this choice. People began filing over to the right, with their hands in the air.

At this time, General Iopad was extremely happy with his choices. Every single one of the men that he had handpicked for this mission were former members of the military, specifically the Army and Navy. General Iopad stood up, and was saluted by the bartender, whom he saluted right back. The plan was going perfectly. He went to leave the room, and knew that this would be the perfect day for the nationalists. As he got to the doorway, he turned around. "Friends, my fellow Dermanians, this is going to be the start of a new beginning for the Derman Iles! If you cooperate to the letter every single step of the way, you will be fine. However, if you ever fail to cooperate at any point, then unfortunately, we will have to give you the ultimate punishment. My men are not afraid to kill, nor are we afraid to die. If you try nothing, we will make sure you get out alive. Now go and SIT!" Thundered General Iopad.

General Iopad walk through the doors and out of the room. They still had 7 security guards to kill, but that was no worry. He knew where the room was of the security guard who had the 9 PM to 4 AM shift on the cruise. He was asleep in his room, which happened to be right around the corner of where he was. General Iopad walked into his room, Room 235, and shot him in his sleep, and then went to take his walkie-talkie. With that, 5 security guards down, 6 to go, and absolutely 0 casualties, he took the walkie-talkie and told Harry the code words, "the bird has wings." He knew Harry knew what to do, and it would be now his turn to move them forward and make sure that the cruiseliner would firmly be in possesion of the FNA.

[Generailia]

Derman Ferries Cruise Ship- Wheelhouse

Harry grinned when he heard the message and muttered to himself. "The eagle flies at dawn." Then took out his Beretta and while he was pulling it out he turned off the safety as he shot the captain in the head. Yet as he tried to shoot the first mate in the head he missed at first giving the man time to pull out his gun and pull the trigger before Harry also shot him in the head after stepping slightly out of the way. The bullet sadly killed one of the drivers by going straight threw the man's heart as Harry muttered to himself. "Damn it..well he wasn't that good anyway." Harry then yelled to the men in the room with him. "Everyone step away from the controls and get against the wall!" He then picked up their two Beretta's and tossed them next to where his duffle bag was and then said. "I want all of you to search one another for weapons or anything that can be used as such. Then once I am finished I will check myself..one error and you both die. If a guy has a weapon and you find it throw it over and you and him or hell even her will be spared. Now hurry the fuck up!" Then Harry went over and opened the bag as he placed the Beretta right night to him and stared at them as he put on his equipment.

The first thing he did was take off his uniform top until it simply shown his Kevlar vest and the red shirt underneath as it leaved the tattoo clearly visible. He then put on his ski-mask after another quick look around the room for anything suspicious. Then he put his lighter in his pocket as quickly as he could and attached the sheath that held his LHR Combat Knife to his belt as he then shoved all the magazines he could for both his Beretta and his AK-63 on his Kevlar vest and in his pockets. The magazines numbered about five with his current magazine for the AK-63 of which held 30 rounds. While the Beretta he was able to carry six with his current magazine that tends to hold 17 rounds yet now held 14 due to the men he killed. Harry then shoved the two Beretta's that once where owned by the captain and his first-mate into his duffle-bag and threw it into a nearby corner. He then saw one of the men charge him with a shiv and Harry killed him easily and after seeing who searched him and failed he killed him also of which now left him at 23 bullets in rifle. He thanked both the military and his father for teaching him how to count at a fast pace as he counted the hostages...of which now only numbered five out of the ten who it took to pilot the ship. He then grabbed the walkie-talkie and said. "The bird has lost five of it's feathers in the flight. Yet it's still in the air."Harry then watched the Hostages aggressively when two security guards came in to tell the captain of the situation. They where dispatched quickly due to the surprise of what they saw. Yet that only left 16 bullets in his current magazine.

Harry reloaded his weapon as he noticed that his use of violence was leaving the hostages terrified as he saw one that was damn well curled into a ball and crying..not a pretty sight. Yet when he turned around again he was hit in the face with a police baton as he dropped his gun in surprise. The man then kicked him..which caused Harry to grab the leg he tried to kick him with as he then threw him backwards with all of his strength. Then as the man tried to get up Harry emptied 2 rounds into the man. One in his chest and the other in his head. Harry then turned around just to get the gun kicked out of his hands and thrown into a far corner. Yet as the man slowly walked up to him since he thought he could easily kill a bruised man after he picked up his dead friends baton Harry had the seconds he needed to pulled out his combat knife and quickly placed the blade in a downwards position and then he charged the guard with the knife in his hand. The guard tried to hit him in the face instinctively yet Harry was expecting that as he ducked out of the way and buried his knife into the man's neck and pulled it out as quickly as he could. He then leaned onto the ground and cleaned the blood off of his knife as a sharp pain came into his stomach as he stared at the hostages who looked mortified at the sight of so much blood and violence as he thought to himself. Shit..I really need to thank whoever the fuck made this vest. Because if I wasn't wearing it I sure as hell would have broken something..yet because of it now I can only feel slightly bruised. But I think I might have a headache. Harry then put the knife back into his sheath as he picked up his Beretta as he thought to himself. Alright 12 rounds left in this magazine and a full magazine in the AK..so I have 4 mags left not counting the one that just has 16 bullets in it now and six for the Beretta not counting it's current magazine. Good to know. Harry then picked up the walkie-talkie and said."The falcons have attacked in a number of four sessions yet they where killed by the hail. While the nest was defended." He then set the walkie-talkie to his side coughed and was horrified when blood came out..yet he was able to remain calm about it being how it was nothing serious. He then sat down on his dead captain's chair after throwing the man's corpse off of it as he set the rifle onto safety and picked up the walkie-talkie and placed it onto his right leg as he placed the AK across his lap and looked at the hostages intently back and forth with his eyes as he rested his head against the chair in an attempt to get ride of his headache as he waited for his captains orders and thought. Just hope he sends someone to pick up the guns of the dead over here. We could likely use them...or just throw them out. Ah hell I am sure he has a plan of some sort on what to do..I am also fairly sure that he will figure out that dead guards mean possible weapons. I'll just tell him if he doesn't suggest it. He then awaited his response as he hoped that he began to worry that he messed up somewhere..but he ignored it as he spent most of his brain-power concentrating on getting ride of his headache and the hostages in front of him.

[Derman Iles]

Derman Ferries vessel

The confusion was everywhere. People were screaming, yelling at each other to get out of the way as the ran to the back of the ship. Children were crying, everyone was scared. At the front of the main deck there were two dead bodies of the security guards, seeping blood everywhere. Upstairs more security guards were dead, and people were being grouped together as hostages.

Meanwhile, in the rear of the upper deck some passengers are working at getting the survivors off by the lifeboat. There are far too many people then would fit inside, so the two security guards who are there inact a "Women and children first" policy, leaving the men to fend for themselves. One of them takes out his revolver and aims at the entrance, in case a terrorist comes out. The other is buzy getting the lifeboat out of here. One man jumps off, and is never seen again. They have no idea who is attacking them or why. Many are on their phones, calling the authorities or loved ones. Few thought they would survive.

In the Wheelhouse, the remaining crew were far too terrified to try anything. They all stared, scared to death that he would collect more murders. None of them touched any of the controls, or their bags. It was an odd thing, most confused of why hadn't they died yet.

Department of National Defense, Derman City

One of the workers in the building was confused. Why had, all of the sudden, dozens of people all tried to call authorities from a single boat, yet the bridge hadn't sent out an SOS. He clicked on one of the calls. "Help Us!". Another is "We're going to die!". But the most scary one of all said "We're under attack! Their going to kill us all." Slowly the calls dies out. The man leans back in his chair, before picking up the phone.

"Sir, we got a situation on a Derman Ferries vessel going from Repli to Xallus."
"What do you mean?" The voice replied.
"We got multiple calls saying that the vessel is in distress, or under attack."
"Attack? By who?"
"We don't know sir. The bridge hasn't sent out an SOS yet though, so it could be a prank by passengers."
[long pause]"No.......It's real. Contact the 72nd, order them to cease what their doing and prepare for action."
"Sir."

As the men hanged up the phone, both knew, without saying it, what had happened and what they needed to do. Naval vessels were contacted and sent after the ferry. Three fighter jets would be flown just above the ferry, high enough that it was safe but low enough that everything would shake, to make sure the nationalists knew that they meant business. And of course, the feared 72nd regiment, nicknamed "hunting club", would prepare to storm the boat. Meanwhile, a message was sent to the embassy of Kington Langley asking to use their military sateillites to track the vessel, seeing as they had a fully fledged space program.

The only thing they didn't know was who exactly had sized the boat and how many of them there were. One of the scariest things they noticed was that the passengers were not responding to their calls.

[Banija]

Derman Ferries Cruiseliner- Room #201

General Iopad was in his room on the cruiseliner, and had just finished changing into his military uniform. He was proud of all the medals that were bestowed on his uniform, with the 5 stars as well. After the upper deck, and after getting messages from Harry, he was excited that the plan had worked nearly to perfection. However, he was kicking himself for forgetting something- what to do with any weapons on the ship. He did not remember that leaving weapons on the ship, the weapons of cruise ship security guards, were dangerous in the hands of the wrong person. The last thing that he needed was a hostage who knew how to use a gun. That would destroy everything that they have worked for so far.

There were two major groups of hostages. And yet, General Iopad had felt that something was missing. He thought that there was a lot more passengers on the ship than he had seen. How is it that they only had that few hostages? They didn't exactly go swimming. There was no way they were jumping overboard into the ocean to their sure death. They couldn't swim anywhere, the ship was too far from land. Yet, when he was on the main deck, one of his men said something to the walkie-talkie. "The eggs are falling out of the nest." He knew what that meant, and he was angry. How were passengers getting to the life boats? Was there more security guards than he had thought? He needed to do something about that.

He then started to speak into the walkie-talkie. "Secure any and all potential weapons on the ship. Don't be afraid to use whatever force is necessary to make sure that they can't fight back." Then he turned to his man standing next to him. He told him to go to the upper deck towards where the life boats were, and start shooting. The General didn't care whether or not passengers had died, what he needed to make sure was whether those passengers had weapons and were ready to fight back. Passengers leaving the boat was bad news. If there were less hostages, the Republicans would be more and more willing to bomb the boat from the skies. It didn't matter to him whether they were alive or dead, but what he needed was bodies on the ship. The more bodies, the Republicans would have no way of knowing whether they were alive or dead, but they would know that few people had escaped. He spoke into his walkie-talkie and said that the #1 priority at the moment was securing all potential weapons on the ship, while #2 was making sure as many people as possible stayed on the ship.

As he got to the upper deck, he saw a fighter jet formation fly directly overhead, three jets in a V-shape. He stopped and froze, looking at them fly away in the distance. And yet, they began a wide turn. He knew what was happening. He had been Commander-In-Chief for around 6 years, and while the Republicans did things differently, air force tactics tend to stay the same. He had done the same in the Civil War multiple times against Republican strongholds. The jets were going to fly back around and overhead once more, and indeed, they flew even lower at a faster speed the second time around, and then got more air as they flew off into the distance. The boat was shaking, and he knew that was an intimidation factor from the Dermanian military.

He then walked towards the group of hostages at the bar. They looked at him in shock, finally being able to recognize who he was- General Iopad, the former Head of State. "I need all of you to listen up, right now! There will be no electronic devices allowed on this cruise, effective immediately! You will hand over cell phones, ipods, pagers, and any other devices. We will store them, and hopefully at the end of this they are still there, but for your safety, we need them now." Then, the idea coming to him, he decided to instill complete fear into the customers. A little white lie to the hostages wouldn't hurt anybody. "Foreigners flew jets overhead, which is why our boat shook. We believe that they want to bomb us. Without things like phones, we'll be able to get off the grid and be out of their sight, and that is our only chance of not being blown to bits by the puppetmasters of President Connor." That last part was unnecessary, he knew, but he wanted to throw it in there anyways. May as well instill fear into his hostages of Republicans.

After leaving the bar area, he spoke into his walkie-talkie one more time. "M, I want you to talk into the speakers over the ship. Let everybody know who is in control, and make sure to emphasize who exactly is threatening the lives of everyone on this ship- you know it isn't us." The General knew that the Republicans knew somebody had control of the ship. Hopefully, they did not know the Nationalists knew- yet. If he controlled the information flow, he would retain the upper hand. However, he knew that the time was coming to be able to speak with some Republicans. However, before walking to the ship's controls to contact them, he went with two of his men from the main deck towards the lifeboats. He needed to stop the flow of passengers that were leaving the ship immediately, before they got ready for combat against anybody.

[Derman Iles]

Xallus Ferry terminal, Xallus

An old man sat in one of the waiting rooms. As he got older he got lazier and was fast asleep. He was waiting for the boat from Repli to arrive so his granddaughter's visit could begin. Suddenly he wakes up. His eyes turn toward the clock. 11:23 . "That's weird." He thought. "I could have sworn the boat was supposed to be here at 11:15." He looked out the large window, but could only see ocean as far as the eye could see. No boat. He takes off his backpack and pulls out the schedule. BOAT FROM REPLI WILL ARRIVE AT 11:15 it said in bold letters. "Maybe it's been delayed." He stands up and looks around for a Derman ferrys employee. But all he sees as he looks down the hallway are three men in black with badges on their shirts, walking toward him. "Sir,", one of them says "The facility has been closed for repairs. You must leave." "There was a ship coming here from Repli, where is it?" The old man replies. "The boat never left. Now please sir, you must leave." As they lead the old man out of the building, he keeps questioning them "I called my granddaughter on the phone after the boat left. Where is it?!" However they give no response. Once outside, the entire facility was being closed. As he is released by the men, he takes out his phone to call his granddaughter.

No answer.

72nd Regiment headquarters, Derman City

Fival and his men had just sat down to eat lunch when a courier ran up to him, telling him that there was someone on the phone who wanted to speak to him. FiIval reluctantly put his food down before walking over to the phone. The look of urgency in the eye of the courier was lost on Fival, but was noticed by all of his staff around him. As he walked up to the phone, picked it up and said "Hello?" he heard a voice come over the phone that told him to stop what he was doing and get his men ready for combat. Fival was momentarily confused. "Why sir?" he asked back. "A ferry travailing from Repli to Xallus has been hijacked. Your men are to prepare to storm the vessel to rescue the passengers and crew. In the conference room podium is all the necessary information. Present it to your men." "Yes Sir" He responded before placing down the phone.

Fival turned and walked back to the cafeteria. He stood on top of his table, much to the shock of his staff, and after a few seconds of yelling "QUIET DOWN!!" he got the attention of the men inside. Once they were focused on him, he continued. "Stop eating and head to the conference room right now. We have a situation." Reluctantly the men and women got up and head towards the room. Inside it was a large room with chairs everywhere, and down below was a small podium where the speaker would sit. Most inside thought that it was just another training exercise that some evil person had designed to start during their lunch break. But they soon forgot about lunch.

"Ladies and gentlemen." Roared the voice of Fival from the center of the room. "This morning a Derman Ferries vessel traveling from Repli to Xallus was hijacked by unknown terrorists. The passengers and crew and presumed to be hostages. The ministry of Defence contacted the Kingtonian embassy, and they agreed to let the DPLA use their military satellites to track the ferries movement. Naval vessels are being dispatched to intercept the vessel. 3 fighter jets from Derclum island flew over it a short while ago to show them we mean business. The government is attempting to negotiate with them until we can do our job. Our goal is to storm the vessel, eliminate the terrorists and minimize civilian causalities. We will approach it from the back in naval zodiacs, climb on to the upper story deck and through the window into the main deck and commence the attack. This operation will commence tonight under the cover of darkness. We are counting on our speed and surprise. Snipers will be positioned on nearby naval ships to provide covering fire. We are about to move by helicopters to the naval vessels, once this meeting is over. Remember, this is not a drill and must be done in media secrecy. Any questions?"

[Generailia]

Derman Ferries Cruise Ship- Wheelhouse

Harry responded simply. Hear you loud and clear. Let me just get the weapons and phones out of here first. Look for them at the entrance to the Wheelhouse. Harry then got up off of the chair as his headache began to heal and yelled. "Alright I am going to move the weapons the fuck out of here! If anyone tries to pick it up you will end up just like the other dead here! Now and you wait get your phones out of your pockets and keep them out..don't make me do the search thing again!" Harry then left his AK next to the chair after he gently set it down and picked up any weapons the guards where carrying and moved them all into his old duffle bag. He then yelled. "Alright all the phones go in the bag now! I am sure that you won't lie to me because if you do I will fucking chop your balls off and feed them to you before I throw you off this fucking ship alright?" Harry lied of course..not even he could do that but his hostages didn't know. Then Harry yelled even louder then he did at first. "Alright!!" He then heard some alrights muttered as they all handed him there phones.

Harry then placed the bag right outside the door that lead to the Wheelhouse as he picked up the walkie-talkie as a grin came across his face while he said. By the way boss I was thinking..I'm sure there is a bar here. Maybe we make some Molotov Cocktails? They pack a bit of a punch but the fire stings like a bitch. Your call sir but I think it might help us defend the ferry. Oh but I got the weapons and phones out of here. By the way once I make the transmission do you want me to move the hostages somewhere else or stay where I am? I'll contact you once I finish. Harry then placed his walkie-talkie next to the system that allowed him to transmit his voice all over the ferry. He then said in a calm voice yet he couldn't help but it took all he could not to laugh as he said. This is 2nd Mate Harry Millington here and I am sorry to say but the captain and his 1st mate where murdered by a foreign spy. So we won't be leaving very soon. We are your saviors though so don't forget that no matter the tactics we use to protect you what they would do is far worse. They will kill all the men and rape the woman before they kill them also..then they will brainwash the younger children and make them into soldiers whether they like it or not. The older female ones will be kept as prostitutes or play toys who they fuck whenever they feel like it. The older male ones will be forced into the military as well..yet these men will be hyped up on drugs and made into nothing more then zombies who have no control over what they are doing. We fight against these aggressive foreign scum as others welcome them as they are given false promises of power..which they never deliver. These savages have infiltrated this ship and where planning on doing everything I just said to you and your family. Men look at your wives and woman at your children because if we fail they will either be dead or turned into monsters. The things they have infiltrated are as follows. They are passengers and can be seen by signs of aggression and hostility. They are security guards who try there best to get you off of this boat in what seems like a attempt to save you yet really is them bringing you somewhere in which you will suffer a fate worst then death..they even corrupted most and if not all of there forces. We came here disguised to stop them before it was to late and you can help also by simply following my General's and my own instructions. Which are as follows. Don't move unless told to. Don't resist we are trying to help you. Help if asked and any who refuse after all I said are the infiltrators I was speaking of. Stay calm and think happy thoughts..we will fight to get all of you who are innocent out of here even if we need to do it with our dying breath. Remember if anyone if removed from your party he is likely a man disguised as someone he is not. You know who we are and we know who you are..so stay safe and don't be stupid. He then shut off the speakers and thought to himself. Well it isn't all bullshit. I told them some lies yet others where not lies. Now let's see how they respond. Harry then walked back to the captain's seat as he put his AK-63 back on his lap and sat back down. He then pulled out the walkie-talkie and said. This is M here. Awaiting new orders. He then set his walkie-talkie to his side as he leaned his head back against the chair and looked at the hostages as a wide-grin came across his face.

[Scotabana]

Ashley Morris is standing in the meeting room with the other commanding officers this was her first mission but she is worried that her team she's going to be in will fail this mission Ashley ignores it and listens carefully.

[Banija]

Upper Deck Bar- Derman Ferries Cruise Ship

General Iopad looked to his left, and looked to his right. He was very happy with Harry's announcement that boomed throughout the vessel. He had done it very carefully, and very well. He was extremely proud of his choices right now to do this operation with him. People like Mr. Millington were invaluable assets of the team- make sure that the hostages don't do anything in stupidity due to fear, and at the same time, make them understand who is the boss of this vessel now. Ensuring cooperation would make this whole ordeal much easier, and he made a mental note to complement Harry on his speech.

However, the general needed to take his attention to those who were not cooperating. He knew that he needed to control the information flow as much as possible. That is why he had ordered the passengers phones to be taken from the cruise ship- the last thing he needed was for tourists to be controlling how much the media knows. He wanted the press to know that the ship was taken, of course, but that was it. Nobody needed to know who did it, or how many people are on it, or what kind of state they were in, unless he let it happen. General Iopad wanted to make sure that they thought as many people as possible were alive on that ship, to avoid any kind of airstrike on the vessel. As long as there were civilians on the ship, that wouldn't happen, and as long as that didn't happen, General Iopad would have the advantage.

He had asked two of his men to go with him and have a shootout, if necessary, on the upper deck of the ship. The act of people trying to escape would only encourage the Republican President to be bold and to come early, and would allow him to have more control over the situation than General Iopad wanted him to. They were going to go towards the lifeboats towards the escapees, and focus on killing the security guards. A bunch of unarmed civilians would not be able to do anything against trained soldiers, but he had no idea how much skill this specific security guards had. His one mistake so far had been underestimating their skill- he had doubted that retired, low-level former police officers, who were on a cruise, would be able to put up much of a fight against his soldiers. However, these two had proven to be resourceful, and indeed, a pain in the neck. He was ready to kill them as well, so that all the security guards would be dead and so they could focus on the Republican Naval forces when, not a question of if, but when, they decided to storm the ship.

General Iopad and his two men were in position. After giving the signal, General Iopad thew a smoke bomb into the doorway where the security guards were standing. Not intended to cause any damage, but it was intended to give them a diversion, to temporary blind the security guards. Then, the General and his two men started shooting, and simply let the bullets fly. He understood that protecting as many civilians as possible was a priority, but he had told his men that due to the fact that they were not in government, civilian lives would not be prioritized over the lives of his men. General Iopad, after seeing bodies hit the floor, told his men to hold fire, and told everybody to walk forward, with their hands held high, and stand in a single file line.

General Iopad looked at the damage that had been caused. One of his men was on the ground, and his eyes were staring into the nothingness that was called death. The General knelt next to him, touched his forehead, and stood up again. There was no time to mourn those who had died for the cause. There were too many bullets flying to know exactly who had hit him, and it didn't matter who had. What mattered is that the two security guards were dead, and although many of the women and children were weeping, the one thing that they were not doing was escaping. Even though it was a sorry sight to see, with at least 4 or 5 civilian bodies that were not moving, General Iopad had completely taken control of the room.

"Now, I want everybody to walk, in single file, with their hands up, back towards the bar! My men know you are coming. My ship has a very strict policy, and I will only say these words once." said the General. "The first thing you are going to do is hand over any phones and potential weapons to me right this very second! The second is walk up those stairs, one at a time, and head over to the bar, and follow instructions. Any rule breaking, any disobeying orders of the slightest degree, anything, will be cause for us to execute immediately. Each one of my men in here is the judge, jury, and executioner, and you definitely have the right to as fast a trial as any of them want to give you. We also shoot first, and don't bother to ask questions later. Have I made myself clear?!?"

While children were sobbing and their mothers were silently comforting them, they knew that any attempt to escape was up. As they began handing their phones over and heading up the stairs, the General's man who was alive was putting the phones in the bag with the phones he had collected from the bar area. When the last person left, they were going to throw all of these phones overboard, so that there would not be any signals that any member of the Dermanian government could possibly get signal from. He wasn't going to allow this to be easy for the Republicans.

As that happened, he started whispering into the walkie-talkie. "The egg is safely remaining in its nest. However, one wing has fallen and will not be retrieved. Be ready for anything, and stay in charge. M, know that the Republicans will contact the ship. I will be up there soon, however, do not tell them who we are, and remember our one demand- the immediate removal of the foreign controlled government and the restoration of the nationalists. Anything else is an added bonus." The General then spoke again, ordering a Molotov cocktail to be made and brought to him, while another to be brought to Harry. It was going to be a long night, they needed to be ready for anything.

[Generailia]

Derman Ferries Cruise Ship- Wheelhouse

Harry frowned slightly as he muttered a short prayer for his fallen friend before he responded in a sad tone. Will do. Communications will be prepared when you arrive. Harry then got up and held his AK-63 with it's barrel pointed at the hostages as he yelled. "Alright guys time to get the the radio up and running!" He saw that most of them where still staring at him in horror. So Harry then yelled slightly louder then before. "I mean now and not fucking tomorrow!!" He then saw that the rushed up as some where still trembling as they set there radio back online. Then once it was set Harry said. "Alright don't fucking touch anything else! Now get back onto the fucking floor!" He then saw that they went back onto the floor just as Harry ordered.

Harry then picked back up his walkie-talkie as he said. It's up sir. Waiting on you. Harry then moved the captain's chair over to the radio as he leaned against a wall near it with his assault rifle still in his hands as he waited for either General Iopad to show up or for the Republicans to contact the ship. He also still kept his eyes on the hostages as he hoped that they wouldn't try anything. Yet if they did he wanted to be as prepared as he could be.

[Derman Iles]

After the meeting had finished, and the commander had answered all the questions asked by his servicemen, Fival ordered his troops to get all their equipment together and get to their helicopter landing area for transport to the navy ships headed to the ferry. They went back to their living quarters and changed into their combat uniforms. After the took their weapons and ammunition from the armoury, including new high-tech weapons from Halcyon Arms, they headed for the helipad. There they flew, by helicopter, to navy ships on sea racing to intercept the ferry. One by one, the helicopters landed on the helipad of the ship and unloaded. After that the boat, which its protection of smaller navy ships, raced to intercept the ferry. Navy zodiacs were prepared to carry the troops. However, they were not to come in range of the ferry until after sundown, and they would attack under the cover of darkness.

The plan for the operation was relatively simple. At night, Navy ships would surround the vessel, and then suddenly shine bright lights at the ferry to dazzle the enemy. Meanwhile snipers, positioned on the navy boats would tell the commander of what was happening on the ferry and if necessary open fire. Meanwhile, DPLA negotiators would communicate with the ship via radio, and attempt to negotiate or at the very least distract the enemy. As this was happening, the strike teams would approach the vessel from the rear in naval zodiacs. They would climb to the upper story deck or into the rear of the main deck. The first team inside would be group 1, further divided into 1A and 1B. 1A would take the main deck while 1B would take the upper story deck. They would be heavily armoured and carry the most powerful weaponry. Their goal was to eliminate the terrorists. The second group, group 2 would also be divided into 2A and 2B. They would enter after group 1 and would be less heavily armoured and with less powerful weaponry. Their goal was to evacuate the hostages. Once the vessel had been secured, the president would tell the nation and the vessel transported back to Repli.

The Derman Peoples Liberation Army (DPLA) and the Derman Republican Naval Forces (DRNF) knew very little about the situation on the ferry, which was being tracked by the military satellites of Kington Langley and its location continuously sent to the DPLA. The military commanders responsible for the attack on the ferry hoped that this would give them a much-needed advantage. All the cell phones of the passengers and crew on board had ceased to even send out signals, which meant they either been destroyed on the ferry or thrown overboard. The 3 fighter jets, after flying over the vessel, flew back to their air force base in Derclum island. Officially they had been training. The government didn't want the story to get out to the public until they were in a position to tell them they had done a successful operation and, even if it wasn't them, blame the nationalists.

Random Government Building

The president Darwin Connor was sitting at his desk, officially doing government paperwork but actually closer to sleeping, when one of the generals of the DPLA walked in the door. A sudden metting like this was almost unheard of, and Darwin at one knew that it was seriose. He sat up in his desk as he listened to him tell him the news. Darwin had been daydreaming about the prospects of the Derman Football Team in the Coupe d'esquarium, but this was much more important.

"Mr President." The general said, using the name people who worked with him used when around him. "A Derman ferries vessel traveling from Repli to Xallus has been seized by unknown terrorists. The DPLA and DRNF are preparing an operation to seize the vessel, but we need your approval in order to use lethal force." He said, putting down a piece of paper. "You need to sign this. Darwin looked down at the paper, before picking it up. "Alright." the president replied, while signing the paper. "I want to hear that this operation was a success before we tell the media. Remember, that means media silence. Also, give me a full report on the situation as it progresses." "Yes Mister President" The general replied before saluting and exiting his office. For hours after that, the President made phone call after phone call, getting information on the situation and telling those he considered "allowed" of the situation. He also prepared two speeches, one for if the operation failed and one if it succeeded. And he was prepared to use the situation for his personal advantage, helping to turn public opinion against the nationalists.

[SouthFort Aquais]

On the main deck, a white man walked from the pool edge, to the railing looking out on the ocean. Dressed in ACU pants and a black t-shirt. He wore a backpack that contained a glock, Keltec sub-4000, and 8 mags. Also inside his bag was his wallet, which contained his ID. The ID read that his name was Abou. He was adopted by a Middle Eastern family in SouthFort Aquais. When his whole family was killed in an accident, he came to the island in search of work, but found that he was an outcast to everyone but the ¨rebels¨ that everyone looked down upon. At the age of 16, he quickly enlisted in the ranks. He found that this was his new family.

[Derman Iles]

The navy was closing in on the ferry. They had smaller, faster ships and hopefully were making better time then their unknown enemy calculated they would. Kingtonian military satellites were constantly tracking the exact location of the boat. The force of ships was 6 large boats, 4 destroyers, one cruiser that held the 72nd, and one support with extra fuel and food in case this would become an extended operation. They hoped it wouldn’t be necessary. The cruiser also held two helipads, each of which had helicopters that had shipped the 72nd off-land. The 72nd was preparing extensively, planning down to the last detail. The operation was going smoothly, and if they were lucky they would reach the boat.

But they weren’t lucky. Almost out of nowhere a storm struck the area. It wasn’t a particularly strong storm (although it forced the ships to slow down), but the cloud cover blocked the ferry from the satellites in orbit. Suddenly the operation changed completely. The navy was now following a target they couldn’t see. Immediately the admiral in charge of the operation ordered the two helicopters to take off and look in the vessels last known location and in front of it in case they didn’t change their course. Meanwhile planes from the neighboring islands also joined in the search, under the pretext of a “sinking fishing vessel”.

However, they knew they were probably dealing with experienced terrorists here. The terrorists could change course as soon as the clouds covered them, messing with their pursuers. The admiral knew this, and so crossed his fingers that they were still heading in the same direction, and the blue skies would come out soon. He considered scattering his ships to help the search, but decided against it. But he also knew that this storm could help the DRNF. Now he would almost certainly see the ferry before they seen him. They could get closer without being seen.

Meanwhile the Derman National Football Team had lost to Britanno, a huge disappointment for the country. President Darwin Connor had hoped that when news of the attack came out, it would be drowned out in the cries of victorious football fans. Now he would have to make sure that the country would cry out for the blood of the nationalist terrorists. He had to make sure the operation is a success.

[Zorga]

Derman Ferry
The clock read 5:15 AM, when Jak Stub woke up. He felt more tired, than when he went to sleep. He was sitting in his car, waiting to arrive at his destination. He mustered up the strength and energy to pull himself up, and out of the car. He shut the door, and looked out into the vast and dark ocean, covered up by the night. After he stretched, he felt more awake, and opened the car door to get his pistol. He was very cautious in the island nation, which still suffered from political and social instability. After that, he went up to the upper deck, and asked for a glass of sweet tea, which puzzled the bartender and other patrons. As he drank his sweet drink, he thought about the upcoming day, and the mission he had to complete.
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Jak Stub was known as Agent X. He was a spy, working for the Zorganese Secret Police, currently on assignment in the Derman Iles. His assignment to the Iles, was very important to his nation. Recently, Zorga had began a national assistance program, in which Zorga would help fully develop and aid Derman Iles. Knowing that this program would cause political tension between the Nationalists and Republicans, Zorga made cautious and careful steps into preventing bloodshed and violence. With that, they imbedded a few number of agents, each assigned to an island, to monitor the activity of Nationalists, and to infiltrate them if possible.

The last island to have a spy assigned to it, was Culipo Island. So, Agent X was assigned to it to monitor the situations of the island. Before he left Asiop island, he received a small old coupe and loaded all of his spy equipment in his car, and left on board. While on board, he noticed something strange about the passengers of his car; they all had the same tattoos. He recognized the skin art, and figured that thy were nationalists, which were typical in the DI. He sent a message to Port Freedom, DI, which is basically the hub for Operation Helping Friendship, which was the before mentioned aid program Zorga had initiated.
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After he finished his sweet tea, he went back to his car, and started to read the Little Purple Book, a political philosophy book, explaining and educating, in detail, about the political system in Zorga, the Zorganese People's Party, and the modern zorganese state and zorganese politics. After reading for about 30 minutes, he noticed that people had began to run around in panic. He put down his book, and exited his car. After he saw men with tattoos with guns, he knew that this was a terrorist highjacking. He quickly grabbed his silencer, and a few pistol magazines and his spy gear, and ran over to a door in the ships hull. He opened it, and went below into the engine room.

He reached for his pocket, for his cell phone. His pocket was empty. A deep feeling of regret ran over him, as he realized he forgot his phone in his car. He tried to go back, but quickly turned around and hid, after hearing footsteps. He peaked around the corner, to find a couple of men, surrounded by the tattooed guys. After being roughed up, the tattooed men forced the ship's crew up to the surface, where the rest of the people were rounded up.

While that occurred, Jak loaded his pistol, and put on his silencer. He was preparing for a fight. After seeing no one for a while, he thought it was safe enough to move about. It was too late to get his phone, however, he knew that he had to do something. After finding the ship's engine room, surprisingly empty, he took out 2 explosives. He quickly strapped them on both engines, and started the fuse. He timed them for 1 minute and 50 seconds. He moved quickly and as quietly as he could, back to his hiding space, which was a distance away from the engine room. After catching his breath, the explosives ignited. A huge BOOM erupted as the ship shook violently. Jak hoped he had caused enough damage to the engines to either destroy them, or damage them beyond repair. After that, he decided that he would try to free the passengers of the vessel, and kill any terrorist he sees.