A small angry planet [IC][FT nations RP]

[Labstoska]

A small angry planet

On the outskirts of a rapidly moving and rather Solar system there was at first nothing, an utterly perfect void of pure nothingness. Then from beyond this small insignificant Solar system came all manner of creatures searching for one resource that has so far driven each of their species to near extinction. Upon one of the planets orbiting this insignificant star is a race of evolved apes who happen to live on the same planet where the vast horde alien invaders believe there to be an extremely precious metal.

On the small green and blue world where all this highly valuable element, the inhabitants of said world have just gotten reports in that a large fleet of unidentified space vessels have just appeared on the edge of their solar system. Outwardly the leaders of these apes say to their people about peace and cooperation while in shady rooms they start to organise a resistance to these alien threats. So a great war shall now engulf this system, hopefully they don't all wipe each other out that would rather boring.

OCC

[Parcia]

Rome, Imperial Palace, war room

The Palace War room hadn’t been used in nearly a century, a relic of the last world war. Now…now it was needed again. The old equipment taken and replaced with modern systems, the communications over hauled, and the seating now expanded to account for the various heads of government and arguably the 4 most powerful people in all Parcia.
The President, Fredrico Clamencia
The War minister, Lord Commander Robert Hausin
The Economics council leader, Susan Carsinie
And last (but not least) the Queen, Christina Van Strauss III.

“We…how do the American’s say, “Rented” The Hubble Space telescope long enough to get a wide-angle view of the incoming ships.” This was one of the few times the Queen interrupted the men, the young women looking the president in the Eye. “You said Ships, Robert, are you sure?” The man seemed to fumble for words, something wholly out of character for him. “Well ma’am, we couldn’t get a whole image in before the Americans cut the feed but…” She waved her hand. “Are you sure, Robert?”

The man sighed, took a deep breath, and regained his steel posture. “Indeed, they are ships, their design varies, we might even be looking at multiple different Races, but all of them…all of them are manmade…in the sense they are non-natural objects.”

She leaned back in her chair, her rather plain blouse ruffling slightly. For once, the Queen sighed. It was a deep, heavy sight, one that monarchs in her position only ever did if the weight of their nation sat on their shoulders.

“Gentlemen…and lady…I hereby intact article 5 of the United Charter with a simple modification: For the time being, we keep it low profile. No mass troop movements yet. Get ARCANGLE online and ready.”
The War Minister, an aged man with nearly 5 decades of experience as a military commander, chose now to speak. “I will have the navy put to sea with all hands, the Regia Aeronautica get every plane and missiles battery online and ready, and the Army and Marines on standby.”

The Queen nodded. Then turned to Susan. “I want every factory and foundry at full capacity, every farm at full production, pull in the harvest’s early if you have to.”
She turned to the President. “Im sorry Robert, I don’t mean to do your job for you...” He waved it off. “Exactly what I would have done, given the circumstances.”

She leaned forward, resting her hands on the table. “I fear we are at a turning point in our history…I fear things will get much…much worse from here…call it royal intuition.”
“God help us all.”

Parcian military command, some were in the vicinity of St. Mortiz.
Parcian Alps
The place was abuzz with activity today…with the orders given, the Admirals, air marshals, and Generals set about positioning their relevant pieces in place. All active duty Sailors, Airmen, Marines and army troops were called back to rally points, and all ships in dock set out to sea shortly after.
The big orders came when the massive, 45 story tall mass drivers of the “ARCANGEL” network were put online.

Each mass driver of which there were six in total, were each powered by 4, high density, high wattage nuclear plants, buried in to the ground 12 stories below the guns themselves. Each gun could, can, and likely would, sling a 45-kilogram tungsten ferrierite slug in to space at hypervelocity, with their top speed, at full power, being roughly 1 160th the speed of light. They were arguably the fastest thing man had ever created.
They could also sling a smaller, 26-kilogram W-28 nuclear tipped, rocket assisted round in to low orbit and hit virtually anywhere in the world. (in reality the range was roughly limited, from Rome to Moscow) at a much slower speed as to avoid the shell melting from the friction of reentry.
Two guns stood at Rome, one in Naples, the fourth in Florence, and one in Bern and Vienna respectively.
On noon that day, all 6 guns awoke from their slumber, and slowly turned skyward.
The first move had been taken, the board set, the Queen in place.
Now, they waited.

[Jackania yugo]

A part of the jet black, endless void known as space was smashed open like a pane of glass. The new opening revealed another type of void which flicked rapidly between all and any colour's conceivable. Soon, a ship emerged out of the epileptic void before said void fixed itself in the fashion of someone reversing the footage of someone breaking a window.

Before the void closed in on itself 59 other ships came out of the void. They were all triangular in some shape or form. Around 20 of them were shallow but as long in the sense of width and length. Something akin to 15 were very tall, resembling towers more the space craft if not for their vague shape. 9 of them were equal in all axis's. The rest of the fleets ranks were filled with miscellaneous craft. Practically all of the ships were completely blank and smooth on the outside know as the hull. Only some ships had visible engines. They were all either some shade of black or dark green, most reflective and blinding.

Inside the ships the same triangular architecture was present. The consoles and other electrical equipment had bright green displays with a foreign language mostly consisting of triangular shapes describing the ships status.

At the centre of a particularly large equilateral ship lay the bridge. If looking from a birds eye view it's was shaped like triangle, just like the rest of the aliens architecture. The bridge was mostly populated by creatures identical to humans with the exception of most of them having green eyes. However, the captain as so to speak was almost but instead of a skin coated cranium his/it's head was a triangular construct of bone and mild green flesh. It was three sided and one eye on each side.

Then, by some mean of vocalisation not visibly the commanding creature uttered:

We will not let the cruel hand of what these backwater primitives call a God crush are mighty fleet and eventually leave us stranded on balls of stone and dust for all eternity. Even if we do succeed in somehow creating them for a renewable infinite to come this planet shall now belong to the dominion...

...THE DOMINION OF THE ILLUMINATI!!!

The ships then began their approach towards the watery planet know as earth to it's inhabitants.

[Xuswaycia]

Earth, End Days

The great wormhole opened, spewing forth unimaginably superior compared to the squabbling bricks of humanity. The Invasion fleet had come, the first to exit the wormhole was the "Dogma" Superdreadnought with the Hierarch's Chosen on board for the sake of saving the Hierarchy from imminent destruction via the lack of Quantium. The fleet dashed through the wormhole, exhausting all stores of Quantium onboard. This battle would save them, or destroy them all and dissolve the Hierarchy into chaos. The men onboard spoke of the old, golden age before the Craving War and the Faster than Light Crisis, speaking of the days when the Hierarchy was stable and wasn't in such a mess. The last of the fleet came as the wormhole finally collapsed and spread radiation across a large area, with the ships unaffected by the blast due to superior radiation protection technology. This would alert humanity to their presence, but the Xusways were clever. Utilizing cloaking technology they began the sneaky way to the Earth.

Onboard the Dogma

"My people... Sons and Daughters of Xuswaycia... For many years, we have been a dying nation: slowed, assaulted, and spat on by those we sought to escape. Ten years ago, I asked for time, and that time was granted by you. You: the strength in the Hierarch, the holders of his dreams... Our forefathers embarked on the greatest exodus in history. An exodus for survival, we are becoming that freedom! On this day, we stand united once more. On this day, those driven to divide us will hear our voice! On this day, we shall act as one, and we shall be ignored NO MORE! Defenders of the Xusway dream, NOW IS OUR TIME!"

Dropships were prepared, air support readied and fueled, Genos blooded, now was their time to save the Hierarchy.

[The Protacan-Anzotac Peoples]

Imperial Palace, Moscow

"My liege, shall we head now to the Aurora Holdfast? Many other nobles have already arrived, and so has the premier"

"Yes, yes we shall go now, my bag is downstairs by the door, i'll be out in a second"

Zulius put on his suit, and blue sash, along with his Hero of Russia medal. He walked down the stairs, outside, into his limo and went to the Aurora Palace.

"Dictator, we have arrived, though watch out for the media"

"I'll be fine, and whoever told them we were meeting here will be demoted to a lowly conscript."

Aurora Holdfast, Moscow

All of the great lords, nobles, political officials, military commanders, etc gathered in this huge holdfast, the air was filled of fine foods and wine, and the eagerness for a war.

Zulius and Hazul stood on the podium to start the meeting,

"Attention! Attention! I welcome you all to this fantastic meeting, we are of course here to discuss about the outsiders from above..our scientist, researchers, and examiners have suspected roughly over a million ships head to Earth, we have 489,000 active soldiers on standby, several warheads ready to fire once they are in range, and 300 of our newest, Imperial Storm Fighters ready to take off and engage the enemy."

One colonel shouted abruptly saying "We all know thats enough, we are fighting a once before fantasy, for all we know they could destroy Earth"

Hazul looked at the officer in arrogance, "They won't destroy earth, we believe they are here for the Quantium item..We have large deposit here in Russia after we sent scientist to gather some for researching, it can be used to go up to an amazing amount of speed, and that just means that our visitors want some to travel around the galaxy, and some probably have other reasons for being here aswell"

Several nobles shouted in anger "Then just send a nuke for god's sake! Risking soldiers when we have mechs, war robots, and missiles"

Zulius interrupted, "And if they have force field? Or counter attack our missiles? Disable our planes? Spread a infectious disease? Yes, all of these are high chanced and possible, but we could be wrong, these are ideas from stories and video games, they could be weaker than us or stronger, but, it is soon to be found out.

"Now, I have proposed a plan, a league/alliance with all the other countries, we must act together to defend this planet no matter our beliefs and opinions about each other.

The Unitary Intergalatic Space Alliance

Proposed by His Dictatorship, Zulius Renfrow
Funded by, The National Funding for War Production

Dear to whoever it may concern,

I wish to create a temporary alliance with all the other countries fully determined of defending this planet, here are its proposals:

- Will overrule the U.N until Earth is fully protected

- Funded fully by Russia and its tax payers.

- We ask you commit your best scientist and researchers

- We ask you commit 9% of your military, we plan to make one big military force The Unitary Galactic Military, lead by a voted leader

- A temporary non aggression pact between everyone who joins.

- HQ will be in Chernobyl (Chernobyl in this timeline became a flourishing militaristic area)

- Established communication in a voted area

- And we ask you to commit any ideas and proposals you have

Signed,
His Dictatorship, Zulius Renfrow
Premier Hazul Jakku

"I believe this alliance will lead to a new era, a forged bond between all, and a alliance that will change us forever"

[The Bio-Regional Cooperative of States]

Western European Space Agency
The Franco-British Union has launched multiple satellites into space to better the understanding of the universe that their people live in, and with these satellites were a number of telescopes with similar capacities to the infamous Hubble Space telescope. These space-faring telescopes would be scanning the night sky along the inner edges of the Kuiper Belt to gain information on the mystery-filled region of the Solar System, when bizarre readings were picked up. Dozens of signatures were picked up and appear to be heading towards the Earth at velocities that are significantly higher than any natural object, and as the orbiting telescopes were able to track and attain a clearer picture, they appeared to be straight out of a science fiction television program. The news quickly permeates to televised networks as the lifelong question of humanity has been answered: We are not alone. An urgent meeting between Prime Minister Arran Rhys, the Defence Secretaries, The Economic Secretary, and the Western European Space Agency has been called in Orleans in order to sort out the news, and to dictate the F.B.U's future strategy with dealing with this new threat.

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"Prime Minister. I'm sure you have already heard about what we found in the news, but I cannot stress the importance of this discover, and the threat it brings. These alien ships were discovered earlier today by our Telescope Network, they appear to be of different designs and from different species. They haven't had any hostile action against Earth, but we doubt that they are here to make friends." The W.E.S.A Representative would hand over printouts of the pictures of the alien ships attained from the Telescope Network.

The Defence Secretary would study these images for a short minute before looking back at the W.E.S.A Employee
"Are you absolutely sure that this isn't just some hoax created by a cyber attack on W.E.S.A, or tampering of our network from the Russians or Americans?"

The W.E.S.A representative sighed, and looked the Defence Secretary in the eye.
"Sir, we've run every cybernetic defence measure we have, and we tested these images before sending them out. It's a positive.

The Prime Minister set down the set of images he was given, rubbing the bridge of his nose before speaking.
"Gentlemen, we must take W.E.S.A's discovery seriously. We are in the sights of beings that have technology we can only fantasize of having. There is no doubt that other nations with space faring capacities have noticed, and the world is most likely aware at this point. We must contact other nations and bring cooperative efforts to the table, every other nation, us included, lacks the capacity to deal with this magnitude of danger alone. The fate of Earth is going to be decided soon."
He would pause to think for a moment before continuing to speak
"Economic Secretary, we are going to need to mobilize a significantly stronger force, minimum being twice the size of our current capacity. Are we capable of arming such a force and produce the proper vehicles and equipment quickly and effectively?"

The Economic Representative would nod
"Very much so, ever since we have militarized in the early 60s our military industrial capacities have been more then adequate. We can begin producing small arms and vehicles at a high enough rate so that the Union can have a Sea, Air, and Land force of approximately 3 million within the next year. We can spread recruitment advertisements and utilize the alien threat as motivation, and if that does not work we will need to enact conscription for the first time in half a century."

"Good. I understand this won't be cheap, so we need to pull reserves and loans from the National Bank. I want our forces mobilized and ready. Keep nuclear arms at Yellow Alert in case the situation is worse that we estimated. Defence Minister, mobilize our Armed Forces, keep forces in Guiana but pull everything back to the Mainlands. Get every plane and missile ready. Prepare underground shelters in the Metros in the event things get hairy. Economic Minister, I want every factory we have capable at full capacity, keep our farms at their highest capacity as well. We need to prepare quickly. "
The Prime Minister would then face the W.E.S.A representative once again
"Keep our eyes in the sky on those alien ships. Keep the Government updated on their position constantly. In the meanwhile, I'll send messages to the UN and Every nation on the globe, everyone must be aware and be able to cooperate. Dismissed."

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To The Nations of Earth:
Our life long question of "Are We Alone" has been answered. We are not alone. As of this day, dozens of alien ships have been discovered in the outer reaches of the Solar System. We cannot squabble with each other in the face of Earth's potential doom. We must unite and come together to properly deal with the hell that will be knocking on our door. We must not understate the importance of defending the Earth, humanity's survival hangs in the balance.
-Franco-British Prime Minister Arran Rhys

With this message copies of the images of the alien ships are attached digitally.

[Eodor]

XCOM Headquarters
Undisclosed Location
Briefing Room
Zero Day - Alien Contact

"Hello Commander,
In light of the recent extraterrestrial incursion, this council of nations has convened to approve the activation of the XCOM Project. You have been chosen to lead this initiative. To oversee our first... and last line of defense. Your efforts will have considerable influence on this planet's future. We urge you to keep that in mind as you proceed. Good luck, Commander."

The screen flickered and deactivated, leaving the briefing room dark and quiet.

"You think we can pull this off Commander?"

"Never doubt it Bradford. I just hope we can pull it off in time."

Modified C-130 Hercules
"Angel 2-4"
Western Pacific Ocean
88 Miles East of Vladivostok

"Angel 2-4 this is Dr Vahlen," a mild accented German female spoke to the four jumpsuits XCOM agents in the briefing room, "from what we can gather the aliens are approaching this planet for some rare earth resource known as Quantium. One of my contacts in Russia has pointed us to location where we believe we can access some for study. Your team will parachute in, neutralise any guards and secure a sample of Quantium. Be conservative with your application of explosives. Hopefully we can gather the samples and evacuate from the area before we attract too much attention from the military."

"You heard her troopers, Operation: Silent Sword is a go."

Eastern Russia
Quantium Storage Depot
71 Miles North West of Vladivostok

The Hercules passed silently over the drop point, thousands of feet in the air, shrouded by the wintry clouds. It's back door opened, revealing 16 armoured, masked soldiers all bearing the XCOM insignia. The rest of their armour and parachute monotone black. The soldiers ran down the ramp, jumping off the plane one by one. They passed silently through the cloud layer, opening up their parachutes, gliding down to the surface just outside the depot.

The soldiers dropped their parachutes, unholstered their weapons and began to cut open the chain link fence with large pliers.

The team split into two groups of 8, each advancing into separate areas of the base. Team 1 headed to acquire the Quantium, whilst Team 2 went to provide a distraction, and hopefully acquire more intelligence into Russian Quantium operations.

Team 2 planted high explosive charges around some of the Russian trucks that were parked up in the depot, whilst they took up positions to engage any Russian troops who attempted to fight back.

The charges detonated, throwing a shroud of snow up into the air, the XCOM operatives then began to fire on Russian soldiers in the vicinity.

Team 1, meanwhile, waited for the explosives before storming the Quantium Storage, they turned their weapons onto any guards, hoping to end this without any more bloodshed.

[The Protacan-Anzotac Peoples]

Kremlin Airbase,
44 Miles from Eastern Quantium Depot
Leytanant Aleski Nomrav, Spetsnaz X.O

"Comrade Leytanant Aleski we have reports from our Quantium Depot that there has been an attack, we have deployed 1,000 war robots to test them on an enemy, we have 8 ISF (Imperial Storm Fighters) currently tracking down their drop off plane, we also have 8,000 conscripts rushing towards the site, no need to waste regular soldiers. You will lead the spetsnaz team to the site and strike them when the moment is right, We must not let them take any at all cost!"

"Understood, Sir!"

Aleski saluted and marched out the room and briefed his team before proceeding the mission.

Eastern Russia,
Quantium Depot
44 Miles from Kremlin Airbase
Conscript Havri Roshki, 3rd Conscript Division
Starzy Sergeant Marakov Sazton, 5th Shock Army

Havri ran down the lines, avoiding the ever so accurate from the unknown intruders,

"Comrade Sergeant, reports from Kremlin Airbase say that reinforcements will be arriving soon, and they are sending 1,000 War Robots to test them on the intruders"

The sergeant sniffled, "Baah, the Russian army moves as slow as it did in WWI, these reinforcements will not arrive so quickly, dig in, we will defend here, have our best troops defend the inside of the depot, have several men go around back, it seems to quiet and vague back there, this may be a distraction"

Imperial Storm Fighter 2, 3rd Storm Unit
Air Marshal Kashmir Vasmin, 3rd Storm Unit

"This is ISF - 2 to Kremlin Airbase, we have spotted the intruding plane, permission to engage?"

"This Airbase Overseer Vadlin Shazokov, you are clear to engage"

Imperial Palace, Moscow
[i]Dictator Zulius Renfrow
Peter Askovi, Volunteer Messenger[/i]

A messenger quickly ran in Zulius's office, stumbling on the rug
"[i]Comrade Dictator! We have recieved a message from our Eastern Quantium Depot and Kremlin Airbase, unidentified intruders have entered our base and we are currently locked in combat with them, our planes also are engaging their drop off plane!"

"Damned intruders, kill them all"

[Eodor]

Angel 2-4
Eastern Russia

"HQ, this is Angel 2-4, we have Russian bogies on our six. We're gonna have to bug out, countermeasures will stop them getting us for now but they won't last long." The pilots frantically turned the giant plane around, attempting to get back to more friendly airspace.

"Copy Angel 2-4, Hammer squadron is scrambled and inbound to you, ETA is 28 minutes, head back over the US, they should hesitate there."

"Copy HQ, inbound to Maple, but these interceptors may have other plans."

Quantium Depot
Eastern Russia
Team 2

"Sir, enemy forces advancing, we have to evac soon or we're in deep."

"You got it Corporal. Take your team round to get us a breach, we'll get through the snow and into the evac transport 3 klicks east."

The corporal nodded before gesturing three other soldiers to follow him, they began to crouch walk towards the outer fence, before cutting it open and going prone in the snow.

XCOM Headquarters
Undisclosed Location

"Can't we just appeal to the Russians to stop?"

"No, they wouldn't give in, we attacked them. Plus they have formed an alliance of nations that they believe outweighs the UN. Even with the backing of the Council of Nations and the UN, they'd still kill our men."

"We need something that will shock them off the attack, something else nearby that is vital they defend."

"We could just have the operatives come clean?"

"What good would that do, this organisation is secret. We reveal ourselves so early and we have a real issue with earth nations and the aliens."

"I have a plan," it was the Commander who spoke up over all the commotion, "ready the briefing room for a transmission to the Russian leader. Bypass encryption on their end."

Transmission to Russian Dictator

"Greetings, Mr Renfrow. You may not know me, but I am a great asset to your nation," the Commander's form was entirely shrouded by darkness, and his voice run through several synthesisers, giving him a robotic sound, "the people attacking your Quantium Depot must be allowed to leave unharmed, the information they have is vital to my organisation. Quantium is a resource that will give your country infinite power, but my people must be allowed to study it first. I have the greatest minds and equipment at my disposal. I urge you, to the sake of to country's future, your future and humanity's future, let those men go."

The transmission cut off.

[Pax Nerdvana]

On board the Broadside, the Techulonian Interstellar Fleet Flagship, Fleet Commander Jetwing paced the bridge. They near a small , red planet in a small, intergalactic backwater solar system. The fleet consisted of 178 ships. They were in search of a fuel called Quantium, which was now scarce and just happned to be what made FTL travel possible. Jetwing was approached by his Flight Corp Marshal, Swingwing, who said,"Sir, the starfighters are prepared for an opening run of strafing. The Fleet also reports that it's ready for a preinvasion bombardment." Jetwing said,"Good. We won't go quite yet. I've heard reports of other fleets in the area." Swingwing said,"Yes sir. Those reports are very true. Fortunately, they've only been doing flybys. We at least know ,for the most part, where their fleets originated. We've had dealings with some of them in the past." Jetwing said,"Thank you. I'll try to find out who we're dealing with."

[G-Tech Corporation]

The asteroid shower over Victoria Land was routine for the space agencies of the world; an erratic incoming bundle of debris from the belt that orbited between Venus and the outer planets, just a bit of junk burning up in the atmosphere. It had been tracked for some time, a natural perturbation in the fabric of the cosmos, hardly worth thinking about in the context of the exciting and alarming new discoveries of incoming extrasolar objects.

But to Cera where she emerged from the rubble of the rock that had housed her form through the long sojourn of the void, that shower had been anything but ordinary. A halo of fire, the overwhelming cold then scalding heat; she had had to shut down sensory input to get through the experience, and that was putting it lightly. Still, it had been worth it. The woman punched away one last bit of brown charred remnant of a dead planet from her left thigh, then stepped forward, savoring the bitter chill of the oxygen-rich atmosphere as she took her first step on this virgin world.

Well, virgin wouldn't exactly be the word for it. There were Potentials here, by all signs, teeming billions of them. But that was an opportunity, not a flaw. At any rate, the Scion seemed to have been correct- this polar region had all the mineral concentrations she would need for a small monitoring outpost, and more, if the Prime decided it was necessary. There were worrying signs that this fledgling civilization, barely moved beyond the shell of its geosphere, risked extinction. A dozen intrasolar races were descending on the traces of that most curious of fuels which suffused the planet, and many would not be scrupulous about how they obtained it.

A creak of limbs, not audible- for the Servitor did not move with sound- but of the deeper senses.

Mistress? Shall I begin excavations as the Ar-Techsin suggested?

Yes. Cera paused, mental voice quiet for a moment, considering the horizon, her face uncovered and unconcerned though it was many degrees below the freezing point of water. There is a mountain range a klick in that direction, we shall base ourselves there. Begin primary activation sequence.

The Techsin levitated slightly, feet a few inches above the snow, and she glided forward as swiftly as a skyeel stalking its prey, barely disturbing the pristine tableau of snow as she coursed over its surface. Behind her more clumsy creatures, long-limbed beings of silvery metal that flickered with impossible colors at the corner of the eyes, began punching their way out of other pieces of the asteroid that had been the first infiltrator's chariot.

It was time to get to work.

[Labstoska]

New York city, U.N headquarters
Mr De Vries looked at the report assembled before him with a worried look upon his face. The stress that he had experienced over the years was nothing when compared to what he was currently seeing. All those ships truly massive and seemingly coming out of nowhere and then that Russian dictator came along and proclaimed a new alliance that had the capacity to overrule the U.N. The entire situation was almost out of a science fiction novel. He looked up at his scientific advisor who had handed him the report and asked him:

"Have we got any information on this fleet other than the fact that they possibly have the capacity to annihilate us as a species."

The scientific advisor who looked equally as shaken as the secretary general if not more so replied with a slight tremor in her voice.

"Well sir there ships appear to be triangular in nature and vary in their shapes and sizes, also these may not be the only ones we were able to detect a huge burst or radiation coming from the edges of the solar system similar to the radiation that we detected when we first discovered the triangular ships"

"so that's all you have to tell me, that their ships are triangles and that there are even more of them coming! Fine then any more information about Russia"

"Yes sir, the Russians have managed to get Kazakstan, Belarus and all their other puppet governments into their alliance, also the XCOM operation reports that Russia is in possession of an extremely fascinating resource known as Quantium."

"Even when we're facing extinction Mankind still divides itself. Either way if the Russians have secret resource I believe it is time for us to expose it to the world, would kindly call for a general assembly of the U.N."

"Um with all due respect sir I'm not your secretary I think that would be for him..."

"God damm it woman, the world is ending and I am under a great deal of stress right now, so would you kindly call for a general assembly of the U.N"

"y-yes sir i'll get right on it."

To: all member states of the U.N
From:The general secretary of the U.N
In light of the recent discovery of alien life a and the possible threat that they pose to mankind also the discovery of a new resource know as Quantium, I the general secretary of the U.N call for a general assembly of the U.N in order to discuss these issues.

[The Protacan-Anzotac Peoples]

Imperial Palace, Moscow
Dictator Zulius Renfrow
Havris Ronez, Conscript Aide

"My liege, a transmission came in from the leader of the intruders, they ask we let them go with a sample of the Quan-"

"Were you able to trace the transmission to its root?"

"No my liege..But our Transmissions center ask for an answer immediately."

"The answer is no, send our tanks, juggernauts, and artillery I want nothing left of them but corpse"

"Understood my liege"

Imperial Communications and Transmissions Center, Chernobyl
Communications Director Minikov Asilov

"Alright gentleman we have our answer, the fighting shall continue, alert the nearest forts to send in juggernauts, tanks, and artillery, and keep trying to locate that transmission's location."

Everyone in the room went to work, believing they were fighting a country. Places from the War Department to small forts were contacted, a war on a country with no border had just been started.

Imperial Storm Fighter - 4, 3rd Storm Unit
Starzy Senior Class Flyer Rasakov Mutin

"Their going into American territory, shouldn't we fall back?"

The Air Marshal thought for a second, "No, we will keep trying to destroy the plane, while risking being shot down by the Americans, hopefully America won't be so foolish as in to....Wait maybe the intruders and this ship belong to America..Whatever it takes shoot it down"

"Yes, Comrade..I shall tell Kremlin Airbase of this"

Rasakov switched to base comms and told the Airbase Overseer, in which then war reported to the Dictator.

Imperial Palace, Moscow
Dictator Zulius Renfrow
Premier Hazul Jakku

"America eh..? I never believed the tensions of the world's two most powerful superpowers would get this close, as tradition and law, you, Hazul Jakku are to be named Temporary War Time Dictator, America shall fall in ashes"

War Department, Chernobyl
Field Marshal Jasakov Kreshmin, Second-in-Command of the Russian Army[/i]

The alarms immediately turn on, the visible status chart of alert goes to maximum, and men and women go everywhere contacting many forts, airbases, etc.

"A war with America, thats the last thing we needed, but I could also vision that it was coming, now we'll be fighting outsiders and another superpower, fantastic.."

[b]Eastern Russia,Quantium Storage Base
Commander Rishkin Masaka, 10th Tank Division Commander

Tanks move swiftly across the ground, the artillery shakes the earth, and men die left and right

"Hurry! Lets get those tanks in position, fire down on: XVR-999, repeat XVR-999, I want to see a huge crater with invader scum ashes! Soon enough, we'll be transporting over seas to America!"

Fort Kasakov, Moscow
Lieutenant General Maraxes Vorsati

"Those damn space invaders inch closer, and were fighting an unnecessary war, if it comes to be a World War then the aliens won't have to due anything, I refuse to spare troops to a unnecessary cause."

Many other bases big and small agreed with this, protest rose in the street, violent raids occurred every so often, and many of Zulius's staff turned on him, a revolution was about to spark and all it needed was a lighter.

Imperial Palace, Moscow
Dictator Zulius Renfrow

"Comrade Dictator, we have reports that a U.N meeting will be occuring, they are exposing us of our Quantium"

"And you recieved this but didn't tell me I was invited?"

"No...we intercepted the message a while ago..from America"

The Dictator was furious, he threw his lamp,phone,chair, table out of the window.. and cursed so excessively that it shouldn't be disclosed..

"God damn, god damn, god damn...I swear i'll blow those impeccable fools to smithereens, tell our Nuclear War Stations to set coordinates on our Warheads on American Cities"

"U..un..understood my liege"

The messenger alerted the Nuclear Stations. 17 nuclear warheads were aimed for 17 American Cities"

"Hazul, prepare an invasion force on America, i'll have any loyal officers hold off our rebellious population, and help those that are still loyal to us, to secure encampments and sites"

Hazul stood and saluted, "Understood" and walked away.

"One more thing Hazul, have our Quantium Sites put the Quantium underground, defended by their best soldiers"

Hazul nodded and walked out.

[Xuswaycia]

Sydney, Terror Assault

Terror Squad

1X Geno-Warrior
5X Geno-Grunts
2X Hardfangs
3X Steelheads

The Squad leader put down the Pad and readied for a Terror Site, simply cause chaos and raise world panic to drive humanity against each other. The Invasion Fleet was cloaked and were to continue small squad-based missions until the time was right for the actual invasion to begin. The Dropship landed and a door opened up on the side, with the Terror Squad exiting quickly and quietly before the Dropship entered cloak and left the area. The Squad slowly crept across the outskirts of a neighborhood, avoiding all contact with Humans until the time was right. The time to strike was getting closer and closer every second of the way to the Zone. Soon enough they were in position and they dashed into the midst of the streets.

Boom! The Plasma Cannons of the Hardfangs immediately caused a great explosion as two cars that were close together immediately went up in flames. The Grunts opened fire elsewhere while the Steelheads through a few Plasma Grenades and some Sonic Grenades in different directions, inciting a ring of fire around them. Strangely enough, the Geno-Warrior set down a circular device down on the ground and with a few cranks fired off a signal to attract the attention of any organizations wishing to fight them before turning it into a Jammer. With signals getting through and getting out of the Jammer's influence out through the window somebody had to respond before the aliens succeeded in whatever objective they were trying to fulfill.

It was all falling into place.

[The Bio-Regional Cooperative of States]

Instead of finding a common enemy, humanity did what it does best and found an enemy within itself. Russia's alliance proposal will only undermine efforts, as it will divide Earth once more into a Cold War when a greater threat lies outside in the void of space. The Prime Minister's Message goes unheard as the nations of Earth continue to squabble, initiating a Third World War in the process. Organizations are ineffectual as they are hidden. The Hope for Humanity is fading.

---

Orleans
A Messenger runs into the Prime Minister's Temporary Quarters in Orleans
"Sir, we have news. Russia has supposedly started a conflict with the United States, likely nuclear, as your message has been ignored by much of the world. We are running out of options, sir. Our best hope for cooperation is with the Parcians, they are a capable people with a strong defence force, and another option would be the Nordic Commonwealth, they don't have numbers but they'll make for a good ally to have nonetheless. As well, the UN has called a meeting of the General Assembly to discuss the threat. What shall we do, sir?"

The Prime Minister would rub the sides of his face out of frustration, sighing heavily, before speaking.
"Fine. Send a diplomatic offer to Parcia and send off our U.N representative. Tell the Economic Ministry to convert Unused Underground Areas and expand Metros to allow for underground shelters further. We can at least preserve ourselves if the world is unwilling to preserve itself. Keep our military capacities on high alert in the event of an Alien Landfall, or if Russia gets any bright ideas. I'll allow the military to set up defensive positions in our major population centres and the coastlines as well. Keep our Navy and Air Force on active patrol in Home Waters. Besides these actions, this war isn't our business."

The messenger would nod and leave the Prime Minister to himself
"God, please, let us pull through" he would say to himself.

---

To the United States of Parcia and the Nordic Commonwealth.
Our nations cannot stand alone against the alien threat. We must cooperative in order to ensure our survival. Our forces must work together. Fragmented Humanity is Weak, but United Humanity is Unbreakable. The F.B.U would like to host a meeting in Dijon between our nations in order to discuss what steps must be taken. This might be a step in the right direction for Earth.
-The Parliament of the Franco-British Union

[Pax Nerdvana]

Jetwing said,"Swingwing, send in the fighters." Swingwing said,"Yes sir." He spoke into a comm unit and gave the orders. Jetwing's comm unit buzzed. He hit the accept button. Infantry Commander Salvo came over the unit:"Infantry Divisions are ready to go. We just have to board the gunships." Jetwing said,"Commander Salvo, when the fighters leave, board the gunships, wait 30 minutes, then go. Invasion is on." Salvo said,"Yes sir." The fighters left their hangars from all of the ships with fighter capabilities. The infantry boarded their gunships and landing craft. Half an hour passed. The gunships and landing craft left. Swingwing said,"Commander, the strafing on a place the natives call Moscow will begin in approximately 5 minutes." Jetwing nodded.

[Kuela]

In the vast vacuum of space, a lone satellite orbits the blue moon, emanating soft chirps and hisses. Though small and unassuming, this small satellite was not just any satellite, but rather the casing to the hope of their people.

It was the supposed will of divinity for this madness, this heresy, this frivolous idea of travelling the void, not to commence. So naturally, the Kuelans defied it. So what was it, then, that compelled them to act against their very own creators?

Quantium.

Under the comforting veil of anonymity, some would say it was greed. Their hunt for quantium was getting out of control. Some would call it desperation. The intergalactic space program would collapse without it. And yet others would claim that it was for the good of the people. For what people, they didn't say. In a way, all of them were right.

This is what Commissioner Hyanyon thought as he nervously paced about the bridge, plucking at his feathers and inspecting the intriguing texture of the floor. He couldn't look into General Dulk's eyes. Whether it was out of fear or deference, he couldn't say.

"Byelik," the General said simply, the shriveled remains of his lips curling into a smile. "I wish you good luck on your mission."

"The s-same goes to you, sir." The screen turned black. Commissioner Hyanyon was almost too eager to end the call.

A chill coursed through his spine as the purring of the motors rose to a screech, signalling their successful launch through space.

[Parcia]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XbxZargtXug
Rome, Palace War Room.

"Russia just declared War...on the US, high Altitude Satellite runs show Russian ICBMs being readied for launch." The aid looked up at Robert, seated across from the Queen.

How? Why? The world was on the verge of possible Alien invasion, and the petulant man child with a hand grenade that was Russia just declared war on the United states, arguably the most power nation on the planet.

They both looked up to each other, and in unison, spoke. "Hammer down protocol."

Naples, Florence, Rome, Vienna, Bern

In unison, with the order of "Hammer Down" given, the 6 guns turned slightly, adjusting their elevation ever so slightly. Each gun loaded a rocket assisted W-28 shell and awiated the final fireing command.

A message, in the Queens own handwrighting, was sent with haste.

To the man in charge of the Rodinya...
As you know, are race stands on the verge of a set of events that could spell our golden age, or our extinction.
To make a long story short: Stand down your ICBMs, and open official channels, or by the powers invested in my by article 5 of the Union Charter, as well as the agreement between Parcia and America for a treat of mutual self defense, I will give the order for the Hammer to come down on 6 different Russian cities.

I hope you understand the situation at hand, please, let us not fight, but address the elephant in the room.

[Plzen]

To the United States of Parcia and the Nordic Commonwealth.
Our nations cannot stand alone against the alien threat. We must cooperative in order to ensure our survival. Our forces must work together. Fragmented Humanity is Weak, but United Humanity is Unbreakable. The F.B.U would like to host a meeting in Dijon between our nations in order to discuss what steps must be taken. This might be a step in the right direction for Earth.
-The Parliament of the Franco-British Union

To the Parliament of the Franco-British Union,

Greetings,

This Council is honoured at your offer of greater integration of forces between our two respectable nations.

However, nonintervention in diplomatic and military affairs outside of our frontiers beyond that needed to secure our security from immediate and indisputable threats has been the standing policy of this Council since its reformation a quarter century ago, and this Council thus cannot accept decisively taking a stand in the current conflict until and unless it involves the Nordic Commonwealth.

Furthermore, this Council is unwilling to accept the compromises in autonomy and military sovereignty currently possessed by the Nordic state and people that greater military co-operation and integration between our nations would necessarily entail.

The Nordic Council and Commonwealth must thus decline your offer.

Regards,

Sigrid Rasumssen,
Secretary General of the Nordic Council

---

"We say that, but the current events do indeed concern us greatly," noted Secretary General Rasmussen. "Clearly we need to come up with some kind of response, even if it is not breaking out of our 25-year tradition of diplomatic and military neutrality."

"It is the opinion of myself and the party that I represent," noted the Minister Jensen, of Defense, "that any response committed to by the Nordic Confederation should be aimed at securing our peace and autonomy from what appears to be a considerable storm in the future. This Ministry is willing to defer to all decisions made by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. We have, however, taken the liberty of putting our air assets on high alert."

"The Ministry of Foreign Affairs recommends that we continue on our policy of neutrality. But there can be no neutrality without contact. We need to establish formal diplomatic relations with these invaders at the highest priority, and determine what they seek from Earth. Without knowing why they are here and why Earth is being invaded, it will be impossible to conclude whether co-operation or resistance is the correct policy to follow."

"I need to add that the potential commercial and scientific exchange that can be conducted with forces capable of interstellar travel are considerable, also," added another member of the coalition cabinet.

The discussion went on.

[Labstoska]

New York, U.N headquarters
The general secretary was pacing around his office, in both of his hands were stress balls which were rapidly being worn out, meanwhile on the floor was a report stating that Russia was about to go to war with the U.S an that hundreds of more aliens had appeared. Mr De Vries looked out of the large window to his left and looked down on the streets of New York, it was chaos, everyone by now had heard that Russia were targeting their nukes at major U.S cities and every single person within the city was scrabbling to get the hell out of the doomed city. The general secretary himself had a helicopter waiting on the roof to get him out of the city however he had just wanted to see the chaos that Russia had wrought.

After getting a good look at the riots he quickly ran to the helicopter and set of from the city with the destination for the new U.N headquarter being in London. Of course observing the riots was not the only thing that the general secretary had done for if the Russians were going this far to prevent the secrets of Quantium then Mr De Vries was not going to allow them to have the satisfaction instead he sent a message to every major world government that had inside a file concerning everything that the U.N currently knew about the mysterious element known as Quantium. Russia was not going to make the U.N bow down to them.

The American response
Throughout America nuclear war heads are now targeting Russian cities, the American navy has been deployed to the Pacific in order to safeguard against a possible Russian invasion and defenses are being prepared along the beaches of the west coast. In Alaska preparations are being made to engage the Russians in guerrilla warfare. Above the pacific ocean an American air squadron has been sent to engage the Russian task force that has entered American airspace.

Australia, Sydney
In response to the alien terror strike in the heart of Sydney, the Australian government although at first paralysed by indecision have elected to send in a military task force in order to bring the alien threat to their knees. The force sent to deal with the aliens consist of 2 tanks, 25 fully equipped regulars in the military and finally a further 25 armed police. They have only just began to engage the alien threat.

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

"Approaching edge of system, finally ready to make observation."

Erupting from the far areas of the solar system, the Experimental Fleet of The Grand Diamond Authority has finally found its way into the amassing signal of the interspacial jumps, and quite large amount of conflict.

"Commander Hessonite! Do we move onward and view the belligerent directly?" A Peridot control engineer gets to work on plotting everything out with the next move to the residing planet.

"No, no... We do not need to approach directly: we wait on this area. We watch, view, and wait for our exact time to move on and see what's going on." She halts the engineer, as the sensors of the ship begin to project a large scan, constantly updating, which Hessonite watches for as long as she needs to.

[Yekrenia]

Petty Admiral Hugo Amantius II
NANU Rex Crucis - Supercarrier Class

The dark abyss of space remained all void and null until the explosion of a blue wormhole. If one were to view from another star system, the wormhole may appear to be a faint dwarf star; however, from the point of view of any habitable planet in the particular star system in mind, the wormhole was like miniature supernova seen up close. For a wormhole of that magnitude, 150 ships of the same kind emerged in a matter of seconds before maintaining course to pass the gas giants; however, there was more to what was going within the ships.

---

"Steward, Damage Report." Petty Admiral Hugo Amantius II sternly yet calmly commanded despite being drowned out by the alarm sirens on the bridge. Many galactical admirals of different species may be surprised to find how small the bridge is on the Centurian-Class hulls; however, its native Militrian users don't think much of it, as the bridge was meant to be the last thing that the enemy or anyone else thinks about on a ship. There was not much to walk around upon the bridge, and neither was there any room to sit down except at the workstations - which was only reserved for the stewards in mind.

"All engines have spun to zero, we're drifting." The damage control steward reported back as he took a look back at the admiral in command, "Our Omnis Adgressus (Fusion/Hydrogen-Helium Reactors) are rebooting, though their cooling systems must be rebooted, sire."

"Get to it." Hugo then turned his attention to the life support steward, "VICA, what's your data telling you?"

"Uh, carbon filtration not responding, O2 (Oxygen) recycling systems have just restarted." The life support steward - VICA - spoke almost robotically at his workstation, "Fuel cells are...uh. Hold on, what's going here? Sir, let me get back to you."

"As you wish." Hugo nodded before having his attention drawn discretely to one of his communication officers.

"Sire, the dreadnaughts have analyzed the planets all around us, and they've picked up heavy radio traffic somewhere in this star system. They're awaiting for your command to track those signals."

"Tell them to stay within the fleet, they're not going anywhere." Hugo sternly denied, "Tell them to isolate the signals and have them transmitted to us instead. I want to hear what exactly they've found. Understood?"

"Aye, sire." The communication officer then disappeared from view as he got back to his post with the other communication personnel.

---

Hours seemed to pass by as the Tiranese Fleet steadily flew past the gas giants and towards a particular copper-red terrestrial planet in mind. There was nothing that the Tiranese could use out of this cold and lonely copper-red planet, even with its ice caps and composition holding potential for life support. On the other hand, the Tiranese Fleet were not oblivious to the fact that they had a second chance with another terrestrial planet in the distance - a particular blue and green dot to be exact.

The 150 duplicate ships of the Tiranese Fleet made their way to the blue and green dot in the distance, knowing very well from their scanners that they had in fact found the holy grail of the long lost sister species of the Militrians. Religious and fictional literature alike had told stories about the Militrian race one day reuniting with its sister species and confirming the facts that the Militrians were chosen alongside humans to rule the galaxy. Now, the opportunity was not only here, but the truth and existence of planet Earth had been confirmed.

Mother Earth (or also known as Holy Terra) has been found...

[Eodor]

XCOM Headquarters

"Commander, thank you for taking the time to see this," the old Doctor Shen pressed a button on a console behind him, revealing two craft, "these are the new craft for XCOM, Commander. The first is the new transport, more efficient and easier to use than the Hercules cargo planes. Their VTOL capabilities allows them to deliver troops and supplies to critical areas with ease. They can accommodate up to 16 fully equipped operatives. The second, a replacement for our fighter craft, a rocket assisted aircraft capable of tangling with all inner atmosphere craft, they are equipped with the most advanced technology available at the smallest cost. With your permission we'll begin construction immediately. I have also taken the liberty of sending off a prototype Interceptor to assist Angel 2-4 and a Skyranger to assist our beleaguered forces in Russia."

"Very good Doctor. You have my full support."

Angel 2-4
US Airspace

The giant aircraft was being quickly caught up by the Russian craft, the XCOM logo clearly visible on the side of the plane.

Then the saviours arrived.

10 black F-22s passed across the Hercules, the XCOM logo on their underbellies. Four of them turned to escort Angel 2-4, whilst the other 6 took up positions behind the Russian craft.

"Attention Russian aircraft, you are violating US Airspace, and are showing hostile intent towards an aircraft of the International Extraterrestrial Combat Force, stand down and return to your base."

The F-22s readied their Avalanche missiles, hoping that they wouldn't have to use them.

Russian Quantium Depot

Explosions and bullets had the XCOM operatives pinned down new the exit, two of the Operatives had received serious injuries. One of them would be fatal if not treated quickly.

They were putting up a valiant fight however, the Russian vehicles were mostly stopped by the now crater of a depot created by both the Russian fire and the XCOM high explosives. The Russian artillery was characteristically brutal, they had most likely killed more of their own soldiers than they had harmed XCOM.

But given the time the shells would hit the XCOM units, which would likely rip them apart.

Sydney, Terror Site

The Skyranger cruised through the skyline of Sydney, the large craft hearing the XCOM logo with pride, the team inside ready for their first battle.

The black craft touched down, the rear exit quickly opening and releasing the Operatives inside.
They were armed to the teeth, two knives, a handgun, two grenades, a high explosive charge, one Flashbang, one smoke grenade and an assault rifle.

The soldiers advanced quickly, the aliens were only a block away and the Australian army had already charged in head first.

The soldiers turned the corner, and began their assault on the alien's position.

Skyranger: Bingo
Eastern Russia

"Attention XCOM Personnel in Russian Quantium depot, this is Bingo inbound for extraction. Be ready, we won't have long."

[Revlona]

Near Jupiter

In the bleakness of space several hundred flashes of bright blue light can be seen, and many sleek blue ships slip out into the solar system.

In the Largest ship of them all the Holy Crusade, a conversation is being held.

"Jump Procedure complete, 89% of the fleet has arrived with the rest expected immediately, we have detected several other large fleets in the system." Said on of the Bridge Officers

"Good, inform the Holy Scepter that they are to fall in line with us, have the rest of the fleet fall into a defensive formation and I want the satellites of the inhabitants of this world to be hacked into and there language deciphered." Said the Prophet of Victory

[Jackania yugo]

After the fleet had materialised near Neptune it had already reached Saturn. They planned to stop at some point to build a base, open another portal and create more ships. They would not allow anyone else to take their resources and future land. When the other alien fleets arrived they would definitely not receive a warm welcome...

How long until they arrive.

I do not know. Must be varied due to the many different species.

Do you want to know about the planet SOL 3?

You mean what the primitives call earth.

yes, I have done a scan.

Good, tell me.

The planets atmosphere mostly nitrogen with small dashes of oxygen and carbon dioxide. Life can still be supported somehow. Their military appears to not be that strong.

Well then, what else.

There are two main ideologies on the planet are the left and the right.

They're a bunch of psychos! They're probably full of degenerate idiot's who claim to support equality yet hate one particular race.

Yes, there is.

Damn...
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...
...
I shall enjoy commanding our are mighty fleet to victory! The only true ism is centrism!

UP WITH THE CENTRE! DOWN WITH THE SIDES!

entire ship: UP WITH THE CENTRE! DOWN WITH THE SIDES!

Soon, this world shall crumble...