?? ??, ????. Maihark. Qua-Toyne.
"AAGH!" A sailor yells as he is hit in the chest by an arrow fired from a ship. "DON'T LET THEM GET TO MAIHARK! FIGHT WITH YOUR LAST BREATH!" A man says as he points a sword towards a fleet numbering around 4,000. His name is Midori (isn't that a female name?) and he is the captain of the warship Pima, which in extension, was part of the 2nd naval fleet of Qua-Toyne. Several arrow's pierce the deck of the Pima and one lands directly on the head of a sailor, killing him instantly.
A few days ago the human supremacist nation of Louria declared war on a nation of demi-humans named the Qua-Toyne Principality and was funded by the Parpaldian Empire. In response to the declaration of war and the conquest of Gim and Ejei, Qua-Toyne decided to utilize the technology used by the Sun Gods Emissaries out of desperation, resulting in them gaining the knowledge for early gunpowder weapons. This however, wouldn't be enough to stop the Lourian advance. It seemed like Qua-Toyne alongside it s ally, Quilia was doomed as the fight for Maihark was commencing.
A crew member ran to Midori. "Captain! We just got an order to retreat by Maihark Port!" Midori stared at the crew member with anger. "For what!? We have made a oath to protect this country till our last breaths!" The crew member read the report given to him. "Sir! We were assigned to protect the civilians going out of the country at another port. Maihark has been completely evacuated and the entire city has become a ghost town! They want us to get out of the encirclement so that we don't die as there is no point in defending Maihark anymore!"
Midori gritted his teeth. "RETREAT!" He yelled as he was being fired upon by another set of Lourian arrows, this time more accurate as it hit 6 more crew members, with one hitting Midori himself. Luckily they weren't poisoned. All of the surviving ships of the 2nd naval fleet quickly utilize
August 8th, 2066. San Francisco. Californian Empire.
The president of the Californian Empire, Connor Roosevelt, sits as he waits for a few ministers to arrive. The ministers of economics, intelligence, agriculture, diplomatic affairs and war. The door opens to the presidents office and said ministers enter the office, much to their dismay as they were in the middle of managing the situation in their respective departments only to be called to the presidents aid.
"Alright gentlemen. I have gathered you here today to discuss the current situation of our nation and what to do for the secure future of it. Yesterday a bright light encompassed our nation alongside its neighbors that took out all communication systems temporarily and caused a shockwave that may have damaged property. This shockwave, as mentioned in my previous statement, has taken down any aircraft forcefully and disabled GPS systems all across the country as well as killing or severely injuring several civilians. All trade has been completely disrupted in the Pacific and Atlantic, however we can barely hold on for a year with storage of food, oil and materials with rationing. What are your opinions in this matter?" Connor asks all of the people he assembled, in which the war minister goes up to the desk.
"Well sir, I believe this is the work of a mass scale usage of EMPs and sound bombs followed by a mass shutdown of satellite systems all across American space, both north and south. Presumably initiated by AIPO." The war minister suggests, in which Connor declines. "Well that wouldn't explain the mass shutdown of Alaskan satellites as well. They are a neutral country in this war and belong to the PCI, not ASDA or AIPO, yet they are also reporting satellite shutdowns. In fact we are the only country they have contacted so far, Canada nor New Canteria gave a reply to them." The diplomatic affairs minister, a person who hasn't had to do a single thing but talk to the New Canterians since 2065, went up.
"I believe that this incident was caused by a supernatural event. Likely some kind of cosmic ripple in space time or a high energy anomaly that would put the theoretical connection between black holes and white holes to shame, presumably a wormhole." Connor stopped the diplomatic affairs minister before he could continue. "Minister, we are here to discuss a serious situation and what actions to take, not the basis of sci-fi." The intelligence minister was next to give his opinion.
"Judging by our recent discoveries to the north of our border I presume that we haven't been cut off from the world, instead the world has been returned to a prehistoric state." Connor expressed surprise at the statement and urged the intelligence minister to go into detail. "A few hours ago our garrison near Canada had reported that all infrastructure as well as border personnel across the border had disappeared and was replaced by forest. Our Mexican border security has yet to report but it is safe to assume that the Mexican land across our border had became inhospitable desert as well." To prove his point the intelligence minister puts a couple of photos on the presidents desk showing the forest near the border.
"I see. That is a interesting and plausible theory, but it doesn't explain how we haven't found any traces of life since coming here." Connor says. "That might be because no tribes from pre-colonial America settled near the borders of any nation here. Or something is being hidden from us because the AIPO nations that have been brought with us haven't agreed to share information for what could be the entire fate of humanity. This is because the Midwestern Union commenced a gas attack on Chicago last month."
"So I am suggesting that we make a ceasefire. A ceasefire between both ASDA and AIPO so that we don't nuke ourselves to oblivion when the real threat is in front of us." The intelligence minister says. Connor thinks carefully about the proposition. "The Midwestern Union, Great Lakes and United States are willing to follow along and declare a ceasefire as well. I'm sure that if they will accept then their allies will follow."
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A few seconds go by until Connor speaks. "Very well. Declare a ceasefire and bring our troops back from the frontlines. Starting from today all Californian based attacks or planned attacks on AIPO nations will cease. I guess its time to send our troops back home." Connor dismisses everyone in the room except the intelligence minister. "Yes Mr. President?", "I want you to assemble every air based scouting craft we have and tell them to explore the world. There has to be civilization somewhere on this earth, or habitable planet judging by the landscape of this planet. Last time I checked Vancouver Island wasn't directly at our doorstep."
The intelligence minister stood before answering "Understood sir. We will arrange all of our scouter planes not in use, but. What about our satellites, and why not naval craft?" Connor looked through the window of his office towards the sky.
"Leave them. Judging by the fact that most space junk is broken satellites we can conclude that our orbit has either became empty space or a dead zone. Just in case, we'll send a probe up into orbit. If it's empty up there then we'll get some satellites up. If its dead zone, well. Be prepared use maps for the rest of your life. For the naval craft, most of our reconnaissance ships have been ran aground or disappeared so we can't spare any currently. You are dismissed, really." The intelligence minister leaves as he doesn't have any objections to the plan. "I guess the situation for the Great Lakes is worse than us."
Sea between Qua-Toyne and the Californian Empire.
5 fighters fly towards a wooden ship. "This is Fransico-5, I repeat, Fransisco-5." The fighter pilot for Fransisco-5 waits for the response of his control tower, in which it does respond. "CNS Theodore Roosevelt. Hear you loud and clear.", "We have found a ship with escorts sailing presumably towards Baja California from its angle. Nationality is unidentified." The radio operator for the CNS Theodore Roosevelt drops a clipboard that he was holding in his hand that attracts the attention of some of the crew members in the carrier.
"What is the description of the ship and the escorts? How many armaments?" The radio operator frantically says. "The ship seems to be made out of wood and it has sails. It seems like a ship out of some pirate movie in the 20th century, as for the escorts, they seem like giant birds. No armaments, it seems more like a merchant vessel than a ship designed for combat." Fransisco-5 pauses for a moment. "Permission to engage?"
The radio operator completely stopped as he was thinking about what to do. If he gave them permission to engage they could have destroyed an invading army, but at the same time he might have been the one to kill innocent merchants. On the other hand he could let the ship continue onto Baja California and let the merchants trade, but if it was an army he would've been responsible for a foreign invasion.
The radio operator consults his captain, after all he wasn't making the decision. But the captain simply shrugged his arms. They haven't been in contact with California command ever since a day ago, during the shockwave. Ever since then they've been living on canned items and MREs since all the contents in the refrigerators on deck have turned spoiled by the summer heat of the assumed-to-be pacific ocean. This caused low morale amongst the sailors and exhausted them to the point of carelessness, combined with the fact that they are the sole factor in deciding war or peace with the nation who sent the vessel, things may have gotten chaotic.
Luckily enough the radio operator wasn't a victim. "Negative. Assess closely if the ship has any armaments, if it fires on you then act accordingly." The five planes soon go to a lower altitude that is just a mile above the wooden ship. "Understood, we will report if the escorts fire upon us."
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It was a horrible day for the nation of Qua-Toyne as its citizens had to evacuate on boat towards the east to search for any islands. Currently the ship conducting the evacuation was a warship that was refitted for civilian purposes as most ships in Qua-Toynes navy had been destroyed or sent to fight in the North Rodenius Sea. It was escorted by the 3rd Wyvern Squadron and on this warship was prime minister Kanata alongside several members of the royal family, they originally declined the offer to board the warship but the people of Qua-Toyne wanted their safety as the shining beacon amongst Rodenius against Louria, in so they were brought into the ship.
"Prime minister." The foreign minister of Qua-Toyne said. Kanata looked behind him and saw the foreign minister. "Ah, foreign minister Rinsui. How can i help you?", "Prime minister. Do you think we will find any islands east of Rodenius?" Kanata sighed before continuing. "Yes I do. I am putting all of my faith in the gods that there are islands that we can escape to east of Rodenius so that we can recover and attack Louria back at some point." Rinsui looked towards the sky. "Well I hope your prayers are answered as we can't go back to Rodenius. The Lour- wait what is that?"
An object the size of a grain appears in the sky as it seems to be getting closer to the ship. "Wyvern of unknown origin, wait. WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!" A tower watcher yells out as he pits down his looking glass. "Describe it!" A crew member yells out. "Its the shape of an arrow head with what seems to be the emblem of a bear on it! It isn't flapping its wings, hell, I don't think its even alive!" The object then seems to get bigger as its seemingly the size of a marble. The object, which is a fighter jet, then lowers altitude and gains speed.
"3rd Wyvern Squadron! Move in to intercept!" A man yells into a magi-comm. "We can't! The bloody thing is too fast!", "WHAT?!" Just as the response from the magi-comm is laid out the fighter jet zips across the ship, not causing physical damage but causing mental damage as the sight of the fighter jet is surprising to say the least. "Any idea on where this aircraft may have come from!?" Rinsui yells out to Kanata as fighter jets were still flying around, creating giant booms in the process. "No! This kind of aircraft is not documented to have ever been developed by any of the major powers! Not even Muan fighters are this fast!" Kanata yells, breaking his sense of formality.
Just as the 3rd Wyvern Squadron was about to try and give chase the fighter jets left quickly at Mach 3.2, creating one final sonic boom that surely broken the eardrums of somebody in the ship. "What even was that?" Rinsui says while holding onto the ships railing. Kanata meanwhile, was recovering from the temporary tinnitus he gained from the fighters. "I don't know but it seems like we are going to be stumbling upon a superpower by the looks of it." Kanata corrected his robe and regained formality, unknowing of the fact that he would have to face a empire soon.