We're back, bitches.

[K2]

"We're back, bitches."

BOOOOOOOOOOM.

An explosion rocked The White Room as an AMR field suddenly arose from within the room itself. As soon as the AMR field was up, a black portal appeared, swirling in the room of white. Out stepped Reli, in a black Anrufe cloak, looking as badass as ever. And on his face was a smirk so great it would shake the foundations of the entire room. The Anrufe... Had returned. And now, they were going to kick some ass.

The moment he stepped through, Narrikian ancient defences kicked in. A red light began to flash in the room as a forcefield attempted to rise around Reli. He smirked, using his red lightning -- Dom magic -- to make the forcefield explode before it could completely surround him. Activating his LAP Communicators, he attempted to make contact with Delta and the DAIS, who were no doubt curious where the Anrufe had been for the last month.

"Yo! Anyone out there? Reli, reporting in, ready to kick some ass on Memorial."

As his hand was charged with red Dom magic, he punched a hole in a wall, attempting to break out into the Consul Operations base where the door was kept.

[Zero]

The moment he broke through, he'd see a soldier in the white room in suspended animation. At the same time, a Narrikian still on planet who just so happened to have a LAP communicator in his skull contacted Reli. -Trouble. Vionix. Zarethians....help!-

[K2]

Glaring at the soldier in suspended animation, Reli curiously thought seriously about freeing this man. To think. All he had to do was break one little stasis field, and here, he'd have a new warrior in the name of the Anrufe. After all... He'd need all the help he could get in order to complete his mission. Yes, he had decided that he'd do it. He'd free the soldier. Excellent... A new pawn.
With a flick of his wrist, he watched as his own magic signature seemed to shift. To the White Room, it would appear as if Reli were standing in the stasis field, when in reality, he was standing outside it. The White Room's defences automatically would attack the Stasis Field in an attempt to get to what it thought was Reli. And with that, Reli watched as this soldier, his newest pawn, was awakened. And the moment he was, Reli held out his arms as he declared, "I have freed you from your slumber, young one. Welcome to the Anrufe, son of Narrikia. I embrace you now as my brother."

[Zero]

"First of all where am I? Second what is the Anrufe? Third where is that jerk Silas Night?"  As Michael asked this he looked at the black robe of Reli and seeing his clothes were too worn to look proper anyway concentrated. Energy sparks trailed along his clothes changing them into a white Gi. Michael looked around the room and sighed. "So the jerk did it...locked me up here because of the tampering of the Dama.  So how long has it been? What year is it?"  Michael did not know much about the current situation on Memorial and would need to be informed.

[K2]

"You are on a planet named Memorial... A planet that used to be my home," he informed Michael, "But now is home to the Narrikian people. Your people. Though, it seems that it is currently under attack, and not by me... Which is quite the surprise, considering I came here to attack it as well. Looks like somebody beat me here. How... Interesting. The Anrufe? Well, we're... A group of people, working towards a goal... Uniting all people under our banner. The Anrufe banner. And destroying anyone who threatens that dream."

Tampering of the Dama.

"Silas Night... Minister of War for the Narrikian Collective. No other information known. The Dama, you say? Interesting. I have been searching for more information regarding the Dama since our allies took residence in their supertitan. The current year by Galactic Standard Time is 2062. It's June. By the Narrikian time system, it is the III Era, Cycle 1,042. Sectorias Simadas. By my estimates, you've probably been here at least one thousand years. The Dama have been gone for a very long time, and your people have long since forgotten about the struggles they faced then."

Turning to the hole he was slowly making in the wall, his fist once more lit red as he continued punching through said wall, into the Consul Operations HQ. "Your people were united under the rule of an empress, Maxima Deylin. She united those of you whom had been scattered throughout this dimension, long after the rest of your kind retreated to their home dimension several centuries ago. Maxima brought those who remained together under one banner for the first time in over a thousand years... But it was a man named Rezick Dolos who truly united your people after Maxima's fall."

He continued punching the wall.

"Rezick's biggest enemy was us. The Anrufe. We killed hundreds of his people. Thousands, even. Maybe more. But in the end, it wasn't us who killed him. It was... the Zarethians."

He continued.

"His successor was a sly man named Ken Atlas. I have to admit, even I didn't like that guy. Stole the empire right out of Rezick's son's hands. After Ken died, Lucien should have taken over, but the Five Families, the ruling class of the Narrikian people, wanted new blood. They picked some outsider, some guy named Empty. But... Before Empty could do much, a race of... technology-based lifeforms named the Mechera initiated martial law. When it was lifted, most of your people left. They found your home dimension and left, rejoining the rest of your people. The few who stayed reunited under Empty's rule. They came to be known as the New Narrikian Empire."

Finally, a large chunk of the wall was taken out. Reli motioned for Michael to join him as he stepped into the dark hallway of a shutdown part of the base.

"About eight years later, just six months ago, some of those who had left returned, under the leadership of Rezick's son, Lucien. They formed the Neo Narrikian Empire. My people, the Anrufe, targetted both Narrikian peoples. Eventually, the two combined forces. They became the Narrikian Collective. That's about the time your boy Silas Night entered the picture. He and some man named Ryan. They put up a good fight against us Anrufe for several months... The Anrufe have been taking a breather for about a month now. That's all I know."

[Zero]

"So let me get this straight. The world we are on right now was originally YOUR territory?"



Michael paused for a moment.  After Reli broke in there Michael followed him. "So Reli, I'll make you a deal. Assuming we drive the invaders off the world once everything and everyone Narrikian has been removed from Memorial you can have it back...lock stock and barrel. Of course any territories other than this one we conquered of yours will remain Narrikian. It seems fate has made us allies temporarily. While I do not agree with your methods, right now it seems working with you is the only way to get out of here and find the other Narrikians. But right now I could use a couple of weapons. As part of the deal however any confiscated ships from the enemy will be given to the Narrikians. One of the worlds of the current invaders will also become ours. "

[K2]

"Yes," he replied, "It was the home of the Anrufe's base once upon a time. We called it Nap. We... left it behind once, eight or nine years ago, and the Narrikians took it. It's been their home ever since, for the most part."

He listened to Michael speak as he began down the dark hallway. Flickering his hand, a small light, much like a flash-light, emitted from his hand, guiding them through the darkness as they left the hole that led into the White Room behind. As they walked, the AMR field moved with them, continuously surrounding them. Reli listened to Michael's words with curiosity as he attempted to find the armoury.

"You've got yourself a deal, kid," Reli replied, chuckling slightly as he reached into his robe pockets. "Normally, I'd just kill you and be done, but it seems I do need you, and you most certainly need me."

Pulling a small, black box out of his pocket, Reli pressed a button on the box, and a small red light lit up. Setting the box on the ground, Reli watched as it began to drill its way through the floor of the Consul Operations base and into the ground.

"Let's go, shall we?" Reli replied, walking past the black box and towards a large, steal door. Phasing through it, he entered the room, an armoury, and began to pick from the arsenal of Narrikian weapons.

[Zero]

Michael nodded and watched. Once they were inside the armory he reached out and scanned. Apparently nothing  in the armory worked.  Of course the current Narrikians just HAD to abandon EMP proofing their stuff. Grabbing a couple of blasters he sent a jolt into them fixing the circuitry and repairing them so they were good as new. Materializing a holster for each he holstered them. Grabbing some grenades he loaded them into a pouch and put them on his belt.  Michael then looked at where the Mad Walkers were stored and said.  "Those could come in handy. Judging from what I sense from them they are insane machines of destruction. We’ll need to loose a few outside to kill the Zarethians and other intruders on the planet likely." When one of the EMP resistant security robots came and charged at them Michael concentrated and Aurem covered his fists. Two punches broke the shell of the robot and the third killed it. Michael then said to Reli. "We should trade technology after this is over. The Narrikians likely could use some of yours."

[K2]

"Heh," Reli smirked, "The Anrufe already have much of the Narrikian technology. Those things there," he pointed towards them, "Are called Mad Walkers. They were originally Japaen technology, belonging to a group of fools that got themselves destroyed."
Following Michael's lead, Reli reactivated some of the technology in the room as well, using his Dom magic to power it up. Using one of the Anrufe's forgotten gifts, the ability to control technology -- an ability gained from the late Duro of the Tideans -- Reli activated one of the Mad Walkers, in a dormant/non-killing-everyone mode, and had it walk across the room.

[Zero]

Michael watched at what Reli did and could not help but be amazed. However right now he could not afford any distractions from his current goal. Phase One, get rid of the large vehicles of the enemy on world if they had any like them so as to provide them an advantage. Phase Two get as much ordinance as possible to the Narrikians on this world enabling them to fight back.  “So I see.  Anyway. We’ll need some heavy ballistics to take out the larger vehicles of the enemies likely. Unless you can call an air strike from orbit to take out the ships that is we might need to build some sort of large scale cannon. “ Michael then went and pulled out several weapons and made them light as a feather with some energy.


"Light as a Feather, Swift as Air."

 
The guns became light as the air itself meaning it would be easier for him to carry them. People outside might need them. Grabbing several backpacks full of grenades and other ordinance he repeated the procedure and asked Reli.


"Think you have a way to get this to the Narrikians on the surface?"

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

Reli's LAP device would flicker on, and a black Delta symbol would appear. Delta's way of letting him know he was listening.

[K2]

Reli smirked, eyeing the black triangle on his LAP communicator, appearing like an imprint before his eyes which only he could see. Almost all communication was down on this planet, but if anyone could get past that, it would be Delta, of course. Especially with the AMR field. Now, Reli just needed to get his eyes in the air and know what was going on. And, knowing Narrikians and their quick-paced minds, he knew that this might be easier said than done.

<<Delta,>> he thought into the LAP. Michael wouldn't be able to hear. <<There's a lot to explain and now's not the time. Assassin's dead. Our leader... Is something stronger than anything I've ever seen, and I'm not sure if that's good or bad. And I'm on Memorial. Any idea how bad it is, or who the enemy is?>>

[Zero]

Michael now knew that he had his work cut out for him. No communications (He had tried earlier in the White Room to reach anyone) meant that something here needed to be done.  He’d need some sort of communications device and so reaching into the bag containing several grenades he searched around and pulled out a primitive piece of technology based off of an earth design…a walkie talkie. While he did not like using this he duplicated it about 2000 times and made separate bags. 5 Grenades, a blaster and a walkie talkie went in each bag.  "So Reli. Have any way of communication other than these primitive devices Silas stashed here for emergencies?"

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

<<<Establishing Visual Link... Established! As for your query, I guess it depends on your point of view. Potentially, everyone is an enemy. However, if you are looking for the enemy who have lain waste to this planet recently, look no further than the Zarethian Empire, and the Vionix.

Also, Relevant: I am aware of the current situation. several DAIS MI Agents are stuck on Memorial for the time being until such a time arises when i can dispatch MI7. No Contact has been made in a very long time; 17 minutes, 28 seconds, 704368 Nanoseconds.

Curious: Wouldnt protocol dictate my promotion to level 1 in the event of Assassin's death, and Red Zero's decommission? As defined in Anrufe Chain of Command Protocol LS-001 of course.... However this Protocol, and its LOI may be out of date, for the Anrufe have been gone a significant amount of time.

Conclusion and Assessment: Situation Normal; All Fucked Up.

I'll be watching, Reli.... Hope for the Best. Expect for the worst. >>>

[K2]

<< Yeah, well, let's just say Level One isn't all it's cracked up to be after all. We'll debrief later. I'll try to make contact with some of your agents. My primary mission objective is to take Memorial at all costs, though this certainly doesn't make things easy. We'll be in touch. >>

Turning to face Michael, Reli did not entertain his question about communication devices. "Come on. Let's go," he ordered, walking back to the door of the armoury and phasing through it, back into the dark hallway. He was now loaded up with weaponry, and the Wake Mechanism box he'd just placed in the planet's soil was digging deeper and deeper into the continent's soil. The quakes will begin soon. Now, it was time to begin the attack.

Now, it was time to take the planet by storm.

OOC: Making another topic now.