A Heart of Rust
OPs: Alouite, Commonwealth of Hank the Cat & Pacific Brotherhood of Steel
Co-OP: Cainesland
Links
OOC
The Map
After the Fall
In 2077, Motor City had reached a new height. Automakers with military contracts had been mass producing tanks, trucks and Power Armor. Downtown Detroit had been overhauled and the city was home to over five million Americans. Second only to New York City in its population and economic importance, when the bombs fell many were Detroit bound. In an instant, centuries of growth and progress- a generation of prosperity- was evaporated. The downtown area was riddled with craters. Those who had the means to take cover in vaults hastily retreated to them, but for most there was no option other than total annihilation. Those who did survive faced intense radiation storms, resource scarcity and the breakdown of social order. Many thousands were permanently transformed by the radiation, rendered infertile and scarred. Among those afflicted by the radiation, some maintained their consciousness, while thousands more became feral, driven only by their base urges to eat and sleep. Hordes of such feral individuals grew in size and soon began overwhelming the few communities that survived the initial catastrophe. Due to their garish appearance a term imported from an outside community quickly caught on when referring to the irradiated and they were deemed ‘ghouls’. Some of the conscious ‘ghouls’ formed a cult known as the ‘Undying’. The Undying claim to be invincible and immortal with a mysterious, unknown motive. Those who managed to survive the onslaught at the hands of the feral ghouls faced the 'Undying’ who would wipe out entire settlements in their frequent ambushes. However, soon local opposition to the ghoul threat emerged in an entity known as the Kingdom of Cain. The Kingdom of Cain was not a benevolent alternative however, and soon came to dominate the greater Detroit Area implementing a system of slavery and submission upon any settlements they discovered.
For years this hostile environment dwindled the population of survivors in the greater Detroit area. In 2085, this would begin to change. Until then a small presence in Detroit, the United States Fast Response Operations and Support Taskforce, abbreviated US-F.R.O.S.T., at the request of the United States remnant government, began sending patrols into Detroit clearing out thousands of ghouls and bombing densely ghoul-populated areas. With further orders from the United States command, this mission expanded to the complete eradication of the heavily irradiated population. Initially these order's were carried out sparingly, however after the Undying began raiding and brutally murdering members of US-FROST's high command, FROST began taking the command seriously and the population of ghouls rapidly dropped. As a response to the growing presence of FROST in the region, remnants of far left militant labor groups, led by Jack Russel began to re-organize into the People’s Liberation Front of America (PLFA). The PLFA initially was simply viewed as an alternative to FROST and the Kingdom of Cain and those affiliated with the organization tended to maintain a stance of armed neutrality in the region. However, seeing FROST’s gradual control over the region materializing, in 2090 members of the Red Vanguard of the PFLA initiated an ambush on a large convoy of weapons and vehicles entering the downtown area of Detroit and completely obliterated the force. The supplies had been intended as a last step in finally securing the city, and the setback for FROST cannot be understated. Several high ranking officials and experienced soldiers died in the raid. Now those crucial resources fell into the hands of the PFLA who seized the armaments and supplies and established a permanent presence in downtown Detroit. Since the mid 2090s this state of warfare slowed to a lull as both sides ran low on resources. As an effective stalemate came into effect, the Undying and Kingdom of Cain have began to make substantial moves to re-position themselves in the city. In 2098, fighting became so harmful to both FROST and the PFLA that talks of a ceasefire began and on New Years' Eve, that ceasefire began stating that neither side was to trespass upon settlements aligned with one another. While the ceasefire is set to expire in six months, there is no sure way of knowing that it will last nearly that long. The Great War may be over, but the facade that it would be the final war has long faded. With shifting conflicts between slavers, communists, warlords and US remnants, little in Detroit remains constant. Except War… War never changes.
A New Year Begins
Today is January 1st, 2099. The last year of the twenty first century has begun. While the century has been marked by great tragedy which took shape in the form of the Resource Wars and the Great War, the people of Detroit now fight to determine the future of Detroit in the coming century. With a ceasefire keeping US-F.R.O.S.T. and PLFA forces from each others throats, the city is marking a break in what has been a decade long brutal conflict which has only further deteriorated the conditions of the city. A sense of relief has swept over the many settlements of Detroit and new caravans anticipating the ceasefire have already begun to chart new trade routes in the wake of a moment of peace amidst a long era of adversity. For others however, this ceasefire represents a very different kind of opportunity. For in the Kingdom of Cain, vengeance is almost tangible. In 2085 F.R.O.S.T. struck with an intensity which his men had never before seen, overrunning the entire North of Detroit and allowing other militias to band together and forge the People's Liberation Front of America. Now battered from warring with one another, Cain meets with his generals.
Cain
Early Morning, New Years Day
The Temple of Cain, Dearborn
Cain stood in the candle lit room that had been constructed upon the three story temple and felt the sides of the frame of an old picture of his youth before flipping it so that he could view it. The photo was one of him and his twin brother playing backyard baseball, both smiling as they looked to the camera their father had held. In the bottom right corner written in cursive by his mother was a simple title, "Summer Bliss, Collin and Phillip, 2056." He stared at the photograph silently and returned to a meeting room where a conference was to reconvene.
As he entered the room the men stood immediately and made a fist over their hearts, saluting Cain, their leader. He had seen them through times of great tragedy in the face of the undead and irradiated, and now he would see them overcome the resurgent forces of the Old World.
One of his commanders and member of the Sons of Cain, known as Deliverance, handed him his ledger which contained new information regarding the progress made in planning the reconquest. "My Lord, our western forces are nearly ready. The men have set up camp near the Old Theater. We will have over two hundred before the day is through."
"Good, we will bring the Warrens to heel. We march at midnight and will hit them using the underground. They will will be dead before they know we have arrived." He turned to another commander, one of his most devoted Blood Knights, known as the Red Knight "What of the eastern force?"
The Red Knight replied, "I have gone to each of the settlements pledged to us and raised an army of three hundred slaves and seventy men. They are ready to march on Westwood as we speak."
Cain shook his head, "No, not yet. garrison them in Cleveland. They will have their day soon. It is best to not provoke both the Americanists and Revolutionaries at the same time. Not if we seek to undo the forces of reaction." He then turned to the Rust Priest Jarvis Ost. "Is the sacrifice ready, Jarvis?"
Jarvis smiled coldly, "They are in the courtyard now."
Cain nodded calmly "Good, I will see to it myself." Cain exits the Temple and enters the Field of War, a depression in the ground which led to a single ceremonial pyre.
There his men had gathered forty slaves whom were bound together in a chain gang. Cain stood before the line of slaves and said in a monotone voice "Kneel." Faces of fear quickly spread along the line, the slaves now knew why they had been brought before the Temple, a war was to begin. The pyre was lit and the chain gang was made to surround it in what became a semi-circle. Cain gripped the knife on his right hip and drew it. He lightly sliced his right hand and allowed droplets of blood to flow into the flames. He looked to his men and lifted his hand making a fist which continued to drip blood over the fire and shouted so all those in the field could hear. "Today is the beginning of a new dawn, the forces of the Old World have exhausted themselves, they have killed hundreds of one another and delayed us from our destiny. But today, that all changes. Today the New World will be finally ushered in. Let the New World feel our might and know that we honor its brutality." The men drew their blades a mixture of knives and machetes. Cain shouted, "In the name of the New World, we sacrifice this blood that you may see that we respect the clarity that the Great Dying has allowed to be placed unto us!" The men chanted "To the New World! To the New World! To the New World!"
Cain then stepped forward toward the first slave, a young man and said to him as he shuddered in fear "You know not how your death brings joy to our future, but I swear to you, it is for a just cause." The man looked up at Cain in terror and opened his mouth to reply, before a word could escape, Cain drove his blade into the man's heart. "Let this blood be shed that others might live!" Cain yelled, quickly his devotees and raiders followed his example executing the forty slaves. During the execution there was a panic as some tried to plead for their lives, but it was to no avail, a stream of blood soon began to flow towards the ceremonial fire an their bodies were draped over it so that they could burn.
Cain looked to the Red Knight who stood beside him and said "Now, our work begins."