Fawn City, Fawn County, Northern Daniel-Franklin.
New Year's Day, 2021
There was upheaval in downtown Fawn City as City Hall was abruptly attacked by a company of its local garrison. It was a swift assault, the troops involved using Uzis, Thompsons, and MP-38s to capture the main municipal offices by a combination of speed and surprise. Little did most in the city know that the barracks had already fallen to the mutiny, the work of a man named Lieutenant Colonel Elias Markham. He had been the executive officer of the regiment that served as the town garrison, the 6th Grenadiers Regiment, but now he had executed Colonel David Phipps, the previous CO, and taken command of the garrison by mutiny and murder.
Within several more minutes of fighting, Markham had eliminated any resistance to his control of the barracks and the garrison, after which he now ordered his troops to strike at City Hall, the police stations, the local radio and TV stations, the newspaper offices, and the local offices of the Order of Saints, the primary instrument of the Turner regime in keeping its iron grip on the nation through organization and terror.
An hour after the mutiny began, most civilians had wisely returned home to avoid being caught in the cross-fire, as loyalist police units resisted the revolt and had to be put down by the rebels. City Hall was one of the first targets, with the belief that if the municipal government were leaderless, its constables would be listless and ineffective, a gamble that proved mostly correct.
Maybe so, but for now, Mayor Jason Burgess was still very much alive, and so were the City Council, as well as the City Treasurer, City Solicitor, and City Police Chief, Dale Fawn, a direct descendant of Jacques Fontaine, who had renamed himself Jack Fawn and founded the town itself, serving as its first mayor. They were now besieged by the Army due to the mutiny, with only a small number of police and Saints to defend them. Of course, Mayor Burgess and the others were members of the Order themselves, but Burgess couldn't hit the broad side of a barn, even if he weren't over 400 lbs. and verging on a massive coronary or stroke, with diabetes already affecting his vision.
Once the attack on City Hall commenced and was making at least some progress, of course, Markham ordered the other attacks to commence, resulting in some victories taking longer than others. Police stations were still resolved to hold out until given orders to stand down, not to mention the variety of Saints who had gathered in plainclothes to guard their local chapter from assault, with a wide disparity of competence, of course.
So far, however, the churches had been off-limits, as Markham didn't want to alienate moderate Christians....even so, a dozen priests had joined in the defense of the Order, as had 8 monks from the local priory.
It was the office of the Fawn City Gazette that fell first, as the editor prudently didn't resist at all, instead agreeing to print whatever the mutineers demanded of him. The radio and TV stations only put up token resistance before surrendering as well. The rest would have to wait until after City Hall, though a few police stations were wavering ahead of that time.
It was another two hours before Dale Fawn was killed under mysterious circumstances and the new, acting Chief of Police, Antoine Bordeaux, gave the order for the police to stand down, so as not needlessly cost the city the necessary services of so many valuable constables. Bordeaux arrested the entire municipal government as well and turned them over to Markham. After that, the police stations all meekly yielded, not knowing why the orders came, but feeling relief that they did. They were police, not soldiers, after all, and didn't want to waste their lives and bullets fighting against fellow citizens in a Civil War.
Now, naturally, all eyes were on the headquarters of the local chapter of the Order of Saints, where a select remnant of faithful Saints resisted the takeover of the city by the rebel garrison and its new commander. Only now, the question lingered...when, not if, the Order's compound was finally captured, what would happen to the city? What was the future of Fawn City under Markham's administration? What could be expected from the New Era, anyway?
...and what would the foreign consuls and visitors in Fawn City think, seeing the once sleepy and peaceful town shattered by the outbreak of violence after more than 80 years of relative peace since the last conflict was won by the Evangelical Brigades in 1935, resulting in the overthrow of the last King? Could the present regime finally collapse after eight decades of religious fundamentalist tyranny?