《Relevance》 Demetrius Touch part 1 The year is 2006. If you were a dimensional traveller and come to this world. You''ll find it very peaceful and prosperous. But in truth, it''s actually engulfed in the flames of war. A war which will decide the fate nations and the order which civilisation must follow. Currently war of influence and propaganda goes on, in the world but not with the benefactors wanting all out war. For all the benefactors in this war having trump cards. That may lead to humanities destruction. A Cold War, so to speak. Many thought that with the collapse of the USRL, weakening of Emmeria and Etrusca. The war would''ve been over with the Ossettian''s claiming victory. But that was wrong. It just has a new round of players. New superpowers striving for dominance. I''m Jonah. Nothing much to tell you about me that you might relevant. But I got someone to meet today. It''s a hot day, I thought to myself. As I stood with the crowd on the crossing point, waiting for the traffic light to turn red. I was surrounded by low to mid level buildings and medium level skyscrapers. Just infront me was a 5 storied mall. It was coloured in red with the name of the mall, plastered in the front side of it. "Ferdousi Shopping Complex." Cars were going all around. Men and Women in suits were everywhere me. Probably going to work. But I wouldn''t have thought less of this because today was a work day and many workplaces like Construction, Electronics, Law, Engineering, Analytics, Trading and Pharmaceutical firms were right around the corner after the mall that you came to after crossing the road. Currently I was trying to cross the road and meet a acquaintance of mine at the food cafeteria on the second floor of the mall. The traffic lights turned red and with the crowd, I crossed the road. The crossing was between a pair of X shaped lanes. I headed into the mall. At the entrance, there were a total six step and there were metal detectors at the inside of the lobby, with black and yellow uniformed, balaclava wearing security guards armed with MP54s standing beside them. The metal detectors were always at their place. But the heavily armed guards are a new addition. And a couple of NDF soldiers as well in the background patrolling floors. They were certainly added to increase security at the mall. I wouldn''t expect less . In light of the recent events. Security was heightened all over the country. The security of this city is currently being handled by the National Air Defence Forces. After sun down, soldiers patrol the streets and in the daytime, they just do surveillance. They let the police handle law and order in the city. I came to the metal detector. A guard told me to remove all my belongings for them to check before entering. There wasn''t much on me. Just underwear and undergarments. I was in my navy blue and white school attire. I had a school backpack and I also had my credentials. I also had a wallet which held some money and a credit card. And more importantly, a smartphone. I put it all on the tray beside me and I passed through the detector without a hitch. My belongings were cleared without any problem. I put my backpack on and took back all I had given without a single incident. For a minute there, I was afraid something might happen. But that was not my case. Though that was not the case for the persons beside the detector gate, I was going through. They had inconsistencies and were taken to the back of the mall. Probably to the security room. As I walk through the lobby to take the escalator to the 2nd floor, I noticed a few soldiers on the 2nd floors were staring at me awkwardly. From the looks of it, a group of female soldiers. Indefinitely they were checking me out because of my looks. It''s kind of awkward to say but I am quite attractive to the other gender especially with my baby face like posture. It''s a daily occurrence for me. So I don''t give much heed to it. I proceed up the escalator to the 2nd floor. The 2nd floor was filled with boutique shops, restaurants and cafes. The place, I was about to meet my acquaintance, Dr. Valentina Zokimosa was at a popular cafe at the mall, called the "Radiant Sun Cafe and Bar". And yes, It does serve alcohol. Funnily, It was named that way after the bar of the same name in the Etruscanian Federation. Which was famously destroyed in a bombing by the Medici People''s Resistance Army (MPRA) in the late 70s. Which became known famously and funnily as the Castille Fellatio Affair. Because then senator and board member, Gerad Castille of People''s Justice Board was getting a blowjob in the backroom of the bar, from one-time Ms. Medici, Actress and breast cancer survivor, Sophia Zekatos. More funny is the fact, that this cafe''s owner and founder is the son of that same Radiant Sun, Wei Lang Nguyen. Daniel Lang Nguyen. I reached the Radiant Sun and as I was going in. I encountered Dr. Zokimosa in the outer section of the cafe. I expected her to be at the bar drowning in alcohol after what had happen to her. I went to her. It was a standard outer section of a cafe. Tables with a umbrella standing uptop and a people sitting in them and people drinking cocktails and juice while sitting in chairs. Dr. Zokimosa was sitting in a table and eating a plate of steamed rice with curry on-top. She was very concentrated on eating and didn''t even noticed me. That''s Dr. Zokimosa for you. I approached her and greeted her. But Dr. Zokimosa didn''t even stare at me. Her eyes were fixed on the plate and she was looking down on it like she was spirallingly falling down to it. She was going red and started to tremble all of a sudden. She was looking like a bomb that was blow at anytime. Suddenly, she stood up and walked to the table beside her. A couple of 4 girls were occupying that table. She grabbed a ice filled drink and chugged it into her mouth as fast as she could. "oh, god! That was some hot curry. *cough *cough" said as she regained her posture. "Oh, hey. Jonah! You finally came. You know, it''s rude to keep a lady waiting. I''ve been waiting for ages and I even ordered rice and curry. But because your super cute. Your forgiven!" She said after noticing I was present at the scene.If you spot this tale on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. "I''m really sorry for that , Dr. Zokimosa." I said in reply to her. "How many times do I have to say to call me by my first name?" (Dr. Valentina) "Ah, ok. Dr. Valentina"(Jonah) We both sat down in our chairs then and I asked Dr. Zokimosa. Why she wanted to meet with me all of a sudden. "Well, I''m not going lie to you, Jonah. But I have been struggling with my job recently and I got a offer from abroad which could substitute for that." (Dr. Valentina) "So simply put, you lost your job" (Jonah) "Hey, you don''t know that!"(Dr. Valentina) "Nobody uses the word "Substitute" with "struggling with my job" very often."(Jonah) She slammed down her head down to the table and said, "You got me." "So what happened, this time?" (Jonah) Let me give you a short career history of the great Dr. Valentina Zokimosa. She was once the writer and illustrator for a several hentai manga series and her popular one being about a blue skinned giantess warrior with a large penis but then she had a falling out with a exec at the publishing company and she subsequently broke his nose with a thermos. She was fired. That was during her stay in the Ezo Republic. She worked for the Simon Wiesenthal Company''s robotic lab in the Democratic Union of Zanzibar for three years. Then she was kidnapped by the Palauan military intelligence to work on their ballistic missile defence system and also their armaments modernization programme. After some time after that she started working on the Hadron Collider with the CERN institute in Albion. At the present, she is residing in the PUR. She designed the new standard rifle for the NDF and currently or was working as the team leader for a secret energy project sponsored by energy giant, Holcium Corporation. And that''s just the short version and jobs she has told me about. I''m sure. She has a lot of former careers. She''s considered a genius and also considered a mad scientist among the scientist community. She''s also a avid supporter of the Richoletti Dimensional Portal hypothesis. "Mr. De Villers is pulling out of the project funding. It was already bad that I had to spend some of my income on the project to keep it running with the 500,000 ? a year."(Dr. Valentina) "Well, that''s what''s supposed to happen when you give promises you can''t keep."(Jonah) "I can deliver on what I had promised only if they could give me some time. I really hate it, when people do things half assed especially sex. Do you have a sex life, doctor?" (Jonah) "Yes. I do like a normal adult would. Though...That''s not the point here. All I''m saying is, I want to finish this project and I will do it with or without Mr. De Villers."(Dr. Valentina) "Well, I''m sure with your smartness. You can find a new benefactor to fund it and pay you a wage worth your weight in gold."(Jonah) "Yes. I surely can. I''m a stubborn bitch after all. But I don''t have to." (Dr. Valentina) "You don''t have to?"(Jonah) She stood up from her chair and came close to face. she cheerfully said to me, while bowing her head to my face, "Yes. I''ve got somebody who''s willing to take care of expenses and pay my research teams wages, more than 6 times more. I''m so gonna buy a lot of..." "Say no more. So who''s your new employer anyway?"(Jonah) "Oh, I think, you''ll be acquainted with her."(Dr. Valentina) "Yeah. You find everyone acquainted with me. When I even haven''t met them."(Jonah) "But I''m telling the truth, this time."(Dr. Valentina) "Who is it?"(Jonah) "Nigella Bloom. She said her niece was also in the same grade as you and also in the same school."(Dr. Valentina) "Wait, how did she know about me?"(Jonah) "Oh, I told her about you, of course. You dummy."(Dr. Valentina) After hearing her answer, I frowned and placed my hand on my forehead. And started wondering if the doctor does it intentionally or out of habit. "Are you ok, Jonah? You look kinda pepperoni."(Dr. Valentina) Wait, who says "You look kinda pepperoni" to someone? That''s the sense of wackiness of the doc for you. "No, I''m fine. Please continue Dr. Valentina."(Jonah) "She said that her niece had a big crush on you and if you tamper with her feelings. She''ll have you exiled to a cramped and pestering pit in the Borealis."(Dr. Valentina) I forgot to mention who, Nigella Bloom is. She''s a high ranking diplomat and military intelligence advisor to the Combined Forces Intelligence Directorate or CFID and also the Bureau of National Defence. She''s been the chairman of the SIS "Ezekiel" security committee, twice and also was head of the Special Intelligence Unit Durandel. She''s been accused of many things including torture, money laundering, abuse of power, keeping ghost prisoners, terror funding, extortion, extra judicial killings, running hit squads and black site prisons around Laurasia and Brasil etc. She''s one hell of a bitch, so to speak. And how do I know this? Well, that''s simple. She''s a regular occurrence on the news. She''s a divisive figure in my country. Most of the population hate her methods of counter-terrorism. Personally I just don''t wanna be tortured. "Also the reason, I called you here today is because I''m relocating. It''s sad I know, but discovery waits for none. Do you understand my reasons for abandoning you, Jonah? Even though I don''t want to."(Dr. Valentina) Seriously, your making it sound like I''m your cheaply bought from shop puppy than a friend or little brother like figure. "It''s okay, Dr. Valentina. I understand."(Jonah) "Uh.. I''m happy to hear that. I thought for a moment, you were going to grab me and drag me, lock me up in your basement, rape me and impregnate me with your sperm. Or kill me for leaving me and have sex with my corpse" said Dr. Valentina as she became teared up and emotional. She has some quite creepy fantasies. Though I won''t confirm or deny that I have or not have fantasies that people may or may not find disturbing. As we were talking. Suddenly, the ground shook and the mall for a moment felt like was moving. The juice glasses on the table behind us fell off the table to the ground. People held onto their table and a elderly person shouted aloud, "What the hell was that shaking, is there a earthquake going on?" That would be impossible due to my country not being near any fault lines or any tectonic plates. And it felt like a reaction you would get from a detonation. "I wonder, What''s going on?" said Dr. Zokimosa with a bright and cheery face. "Maybe someone blew up the high court." I replied as a joke. She then looked up at the glass ceiling above us. Looking at the black smoke cloud that was becoming visible from the place that it was originating from. "That''s quite plausible. The justice district is quite near. And totally someone probably did blew up the high court. I really hate that gothic style horror house." Dr. Valentina said with laughter. "Dr. Valentina. Keep it down, would you. That''s the highest judicial court in the country and people work there. Certain people will get offended." I hushed to her. Probably because I don''t wanna be killed. Humans love to kill for any reason, they can possibly find. In my case, currently there''s been rising tensions among the many classes of the PUR''s society. Nationalists, Globalists, Unitarians, Sectarians, Socialists, Middle Class, Higher Class. You name it, we got it. "Jonah, chill. No one here even cares about it."(Dr. Valentina) Soldiers and Guards come up to 2nd floor. They tell everyone to evacuate the mall and at the same time, the speakers blast the same message. Dr. Valentina and I along with everyone in a uniformed fashion evacuate the mall. Demetrius Touch part 2 Everyone along with Dr. Valentina and I were evacuated out of the mall by the security personnel. It seems Dr. Valentina was maybe wrong about there being only one explosion. The building infront of the mall, had a big billboard television screen adjacent to the front of it. Most of my time, coming here. I only saw beauty product advertising and sometimes here and there, it displayed news. Mostly from WNN. They have a deal with. Which is kind of ironic when thinking that they oppose commercialisation of news. Well, today. It was displaying the news of reports of multiple explosion across the city I was in. At that moment, suddenly two black SUVs with the help of traffic police clearing the way for them, arrived on the entrance of the mall. The doors of those 2 SUVs opened. Several people came out of the SUVs. The inhabitants of the second SUVs, were bearing body armour with assault rifles in hand and handguns in knee holsters. What is it with people wearing black? Did someone make it mandatory for every badass to wear black? Regardless of those black throttling guys and one girl and one person I can''t identify gender-wise. Out of the first SUV, there came out 2 men. Who wore very expensive looking suits with expensive looking accessories and nothing else that would spell "spy" or "secretive government official". Or maybe I watch too many spy movies. Or maybe all spies all go to the same luxury shopping store. "I guess, that''s my ride, Jonah." Said Dr. Valentina who stood right beside me, with her Saxe-Coburg and Gothe bag in hand. Which I might as well as say, is quite pricey. She further added, " Man, they can''t even keep a subtle of not being employees of a Emmerian run organisation." "Well, I think that very cliched troupes such as good looks and very very expensive, probably Ambrosian styled gave away that possibility already." I replied as I let out a smirky smile. On the thought, I think, I should really apply for becoming a international master of espionage. "Hahaha, Jonah. You really know how to crack a joke."(Dr. Valentina) I don''t think, that''s considered a very entertaining joke. "Wait, So they really are kind of illegal conductors of espionage on foreign soil? which is not foreign to me." I said as I almost didn''t understand what I had just asked in a very fast motion. "You know, Your more worse at asking complicated and long questions with very elongated words. Reminds me of me at my first thesis presentation at Gaeltacht. Ahh.. what a wonderful memory." (Dr. Valentina) The man in the brown suit approached Dr. Valentina and said to her, "Dr. Zokimosa. We have been instructed by the director to escort you safe out of the country. you must come with us immediately."Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator. Dr. Valentina asked that man, "Hey, What''s your name again?" "You can call me, Dominique. Doctor." Answered that man in the brown suit. "Well, Dominique, I was told that I had more 2 day before I had to depart from this country with really bad coffee and poverty."(Dr. Valentina) Wow, she''s hating it here. I wonder, what she''s still doing here. "Doctor, please. We have to depart right now. We have been ordered by the director to get you out of the country."(Dominique) "Blah,Blah. I''m sure. Your director''s a great person or thing. But we had an agreement. There''s no need to rush thing. It''s just some probably fireworks gone wrong. I can leave tomorrow. It''s not like there''s a civil war going on!"(Dr. Valentina) At that moment, the news anchor on WNN brought a shocking revelation. The news showed the president being dragged from the presidential palace and fighting in the capital city. The news anchor also reported that the prime minister was missing and that the Attorney General died in the blast in the high court. "Wow, you really jinxed us. Oh, great doctor!" I said sarcastically to Dr. Valentina upon seeing the news. "Yeah, I''m sorry about that. Someone''s probably had it out for me uptop." She replied while being amazed at how the situation had gotten worse with her saying otherwise. "Doctor, we need to get out immediately, please." Said Dominique to Dr. Valentina applying the urgency of the current situation. "Okay. Okay. Damn! I really wanted to see the BBS live performance. Fuck me! Let''s go before I change my mind."(Dr. Valentina) [BBS = Bulletproof Boy Scouts. A reference to BTS. ] She turned to the SUV with Dominique opening the door for her and the other guy getting into the driver''s seat. She went and before getting in, she turned to me. "Well, this is goodbye, Jonah. Take care of yourself. Especially of that cute face and butt of yourself. Oh, didn''t you say, your mother was a judge at the high court?"(Dr. Valentina) "No, i didn''t. Wait, how did you know that my." Before finishing that sentence. I got out my phone to call my mom and check if she''s okay. I called and it rang for a few moments. While I was preoccupied with checking on my mother. I came to a sudden conclusion that the doctor went away with those men that came to escort her. I forgot to ask her, about how the hell she knew about my mom working in the high court. When I remember not telling her that. "Hello, Jonah?" A voice spoke on the other side of my call. It was my mother''s voice. "Hello, Mom. Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I said to her while thinking about what her condition was. But my doubts came to an end. She answered, " You know, it''s nice. Hearing your voice again. No, I''m not hurt. The explosion happened near the administrative wing. I was in the court yard when it happened. But a lot of people did get hurt." "Yeah, I''m happy. You are okay. For a moment, I thought I lost you." ,I told her. "Me too, Honey. Did you try to call your father?" She asked me. "No, why?" (Jonah) "Because I tried calling him a few times now. But he didn''t return any of my calls." She answered. Oh, shit. My dad''s stationed in the capital city. You see, my father is a captain in the NGDF. [NGDF = National Ground Defence Force] "Uh, mom. There''s some things happening in the capital. So, I think his preoccupied with dealing with those things" I said to her while rubbing my neck. "What kind of things." She asked. "Well, I don''t know exactly but. The news channel is saying that there is a coup de''tat going on." (Jonah) "Oh my god. Honey. Where are you? I''m gonna come and get you. On other thoughts, let''s meet at the apartment. Be safe, okay?" She said to me. "Okay. You, be safe too, Mom. I''ll see you at home." (Jonah) I hanged up the phone and started making way to my home. The city I live in is City B. It''s home to the high court. The highest judicial authority in my country. But there was a higher judiciary body than the High Court once, The Supreme Court. Situated in the Capital City. But it was dissolved last year after it almost triggered a civil war in the country. Demetrius Touch part 3 2 hours after initial events. People are judged by the company they keep. In my regard, i should really seek better company. As i was walking home, someone grabbed me and rush me to a car and another person in the car placed a black bag over my head. And then, They asked me about the whereabouts of as they put it, "one truly dangerous person",Dr. Valentina Zokimosa. I told them that i didn''t where she was. But I guess, they aren''t taking a no answer for an answer. Currently, i''m tied to a chair and a really dusty bag placed on my head. With the bag on my head. I couldn''t see anything. But it wasn''t entirely dark. I guess, there is a light in front me. A little ounces of brightness were shining through the bag. Even though I couldn''t see. I could hear rather well through the bag. A couple of my abductors were talking at a close proximity to me. I could overhear their conversation. "So this kid is supposed to know about that doctor, right?" Said someone "Yeah. That''s what the intel suggests. But there''s no proof of him knowing the doctor''s whereabouts" Said another. "Well, we should try to confirm it then." Said another person in conversation with those two.Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site. "How? The kid just keeps denying that he knows the whereabouts about the doctor. And there''s nothing in his home too." Said the first person. Well, because that''s the truth. I really don''t know. She just fucking drove away with a barrage of soldiers. "Well, let''s just see, how long he can keep it up under enhanced interrogation techniques." Said the guy who said they should confirm it. Wait, did he just use the smart word for torture? "Damn, how sick are you? His a kid! Not a terrorist." Said the second person. "Terrorists are always the ones, we least suspect." Said the person wanting to apply torture. "He and my kid go to the same school. His the smartest kid in that whole school. He even came to my daughter''s wedding!" Said the person defending me. Wait, he knows me and I know him as well. Then why the fuck, am I being tied by him? "Corporal, are you taking sides with a enemy of our country?" Said the torturer. "No, I just got something against torturing kids. Because that goes against our country''s founding principles. If I knew, I would be working with guys like you, Jamil. I wouldn''t join this cause." Said the person who I supposed, is a corporal. Wait, I know someone like that. That''s Mr. Barua. His a Army engineer. Or was. He lost his job, a couple years ago. Because of military budget cuts. "Cut it out, guys. The Lt. Colonel himself, is coming to interrogate the kid. The orders are to wait for him." The first person said, while intervening in what I guess, was a tense situation. ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª A letter from the Khorasan War - (1) Dear Anya, I hope, you get this letter at least. This is the 5th letter, I¡¯m writing to send you. The first three, I tried sending you, went to ashes with the cargo planes that went down near the mountains. The fourth one got destroyed on the ambush on the convoy in the mountains as well. No wonder, the locals call those mountain ranges, ¡°Devil¡¯s Picket Fence.¡± The mountain valley is littered with anti-aircraft guns and snipers. And to make it worse, last week. A infantry company took control of the main highway that runs through here and Samsud. That¡¯s not the worse part. The worst part is that the commander of that company is no other than Esmail Amjad , his like the Khorasan¡¯s answer to Erwin Morrell. The Khorasani¡¯s have a nickname for him, ¡°Zulfiqur¡±. The name of the sword used by the legendary Sargonian swordsman, Saladin that can cut through everything even a mountain. That¡¯s one guy, I hope. I don¡¯t get the opportunity to meet.Unauthorized use of content: if you find this story on Amazon, report the violation. If this letter gets to you. I want you know how much I miss you. When ever I go to sleep, I dream of your sweet embrace. I, dream of you being with you and our child. And I got some good news, my CO told me my tour was gonna end early. Isn¡¯t that something? If my good luck doesn''t run out. Which I hope, doesn''t. I will be able to be beside you just in time for child birth. I hope, to be there in time to witness the birth of our child. Love you, Anya Yours always, Barnaby. Approved for public viewing By the Foundation for our Fallen Warriors Demetrius Touch part 4 All men are born equal but become unequal after birth. That is the truth of my country, The People''s Unitary Republic. It was founded on 4 core principles. Those are Democracy, Secularism, Socialism, Nationalism. Socialism as a principle was discarded during subsequent right-wing governments. Secularism was just in name, a principle endowed in the constitution. Everyone played favourites. Democracy was just how people elected political leaders from all spectrums of country. Who were no better than the last person to be in administration. And nationalism, that was the root of every problem. But nonetheless, the country prospered with their always being slaves who would be exploited by their masters. That''s just how the world works. So, in truth. Humanity''s at fault. I think, my current condition is a perfect example for that. Tied up and near some guys who want torture for some information that I don''t even have! Damn, these restraints hurt and bag smells really bad. What used to go to these bag? Dirty underwear? "Lt. Colonel, his this way." I could hear footsteps. Someone was coming to see me. From the sounds of it, a high ranking military official if I''m to go off the "Lt.Colonel" jig. "Take off the bag on his head" (Lt. Colonel) "Yes, sir." They finally took off the bag. I could see everything. I was in a room. It was looking quite messy. Things were everywhere. Like it had been ransacked. There were 3 doors. There were 4 men and a woman present in the room with me. A man was standing beside me with that ragged bag on his hands. I could see, two other guys through the door on the right side of me. Wait, this is my house. Where''s my mom? I was supposed to meet her here. "Are you okay?" Asked the man infront of me. "I think so." I replied. "That''s very good. I was quite worried that my men were troubling you. Also I, behalf of my men apologised for coming into your home announced." He said to me. "And for trashing as well?" I said to him. "Yes, that as well." He said to me. "These restraints hurt a lot. Could you please, You know." I said to him while blinking my left eye. "Oh, Yes. Sorry about those. Just a precaution. Sergeant. Srabon. Cut the restraints" The man beside me cut my restraints which was a relief for me. So, the man beside is apparently called Srabon. Looking at his face, I wouldn''t call that guy a "Srabon". But who''s this guy infront of me? By the looks of it, I would say, his the head honcho. I better ask him. "Who are you again?" I asked him. "Oh, where''s my manners? Let me introduce myself, I am Lieutenant Colonel. Shaun Tripland. Former Commander of the National Ground Defence Force''s Army Rangers Wing." He replied. Woah, The Army Rangers Wing? They were kind of like the army''s special forces unit. They were trained by the Ossettian Army Rangers instead of the 22nd Special Recon Squadron.But a few months ago, the entirety of the Army Rangers Wing mutinied against the government. Prompting concerns that Ossettia was trying to destabilise the country. So this guy is their leader. "You don''t have to introduce yourself, I already know who you are. you are Jonathan Vail. 17, this year. Your father is Alan Vail, a staff sergeant in the National Gendermarie Service. His currently stationed at the country''s capital. Your mother is Eleanor Vail is a judge at the high court. She''s quite well known for her stance against corruption and sympathy for the poor. It''s good to know, she didn''t perish in the bombing. This country needs more people like her." (Lt. Colonel. Tripland) Damn, this guy gives a whole new meaning to "know your enemy". I should ask him where my mom is. He probably knows where she is. Or maybe his holding her hostage. "Where is my mom? She''s supposed to be here!" (Jonah) "Don''t worry about her. We told her that you had already been safely evacuated and we evacuated her along with the local populace from this area. So don''t worry about anybody getting hurt." (Lt. Colonel. Tripland) I''m really feeling uncomfortable with this guy now. They really let my mother go? I''m finding that a little hard to swallow. It could be him just lying to me. Villains do that all the time in stories. But are these guys, the good guys instead? "So are you guys letting me go too?" (Jonah) "Yes. We will. But only if you co-operate with us. Do you understand?" (Lt. Colonel. Tripland) "Yes." (Jonah) "Good. Now, Jonathan, can you please tell me where is Dr. Valentina Zokimosa." "I''m sorry. But I don''t know. She just drove away with those guys with guns." "But that''s not what my men saw. Before she went in the SUV. She turned around to say something to you." (Lt. Colonel. Tripland) "Yeah. She told me to check on my mom. If she was okay." (Jonah) "Jonathan, I really want to help you. But you got to tell me the truth."(Lt.Colonel. Tripland) "But I''m telling the truth.!"(Jonah) "Then I don''t believe you." (Lt. Colonel. Tripland) Seriously what would I gain from telling lies to people who want to torture me and kill me. There''s really "Jonathan. Tell me, is that woman more important than your patriotic duty to this country?" (Lt. Colonel. Tripland) Are you really kidding me with that question? "Not really."(Jonah) "Then tell me. Where she is." (Lt. Colonel. Tripland)Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. "For the last fucking time. I DON''T FUCKING KNOW WHERE SHE IS, Sir!" (Jonah) And just like that his facial posture changed. He was angry. Well, atleast I can happily die knowing I ain''t dying a virgin. At that exact, there was a "boom!" and the floor shuk. The person behind the Lt. Colonel, took her walkie talkie and started to talk on it. "Samiul, what''s going on? give me a sit rep." She said on it. "We got bogeies in the air and on the ground. They took out one of our tanks. Ma''am." The person answered. "Sir, We have to get you out of here immediately." She said to the Lt. Colonel. "Fine. But we take him. There is nothing more important than getting the doctor''s location." (Lt. Colonel. Tripland) "Yes, sir." She said to him. "Garda 2, bring the car around! Farsi 5, prepare to provide overwatch for our escape." She said on the walkie talkie. Srabon took hold of me and walked me to the front door. Everyone rushed to get down. The building I lived in, was 5 stories tall and I lived on the 3rd. With the first 2 floor being a duplex. We rushed down with Srabon having one of his hand on my head and another on my left arm. [W/N:- MP54 = Heckler & Koch MP5.] We got down to the lobby. Where there were 5 man who were body armour cladded and armed with MP54. One of them came forward to the corporal and told her that transport is here. Just outside the entrance, a armoured vehicle was awaiting. Probably for our escape. The Lt. Colonel was escorted to the vehicle. But as the doors of the vehicle lowered down. The men inside it started firing. The Lt. Colonel and his 4 escorts including that female corporal fell to the ground backward from the force of the gun shots. Watching what had unfolded, I looked at Srabon beside me. Blood was running down his head and at a 90 degree angle. He fell to the ground with his blood being spilled like juice through the granite floor. I looked at his head and I noticed that it had been shot from behind. I looked behind and the same man who had spoken to the corporal earlier, was pointing down the barrel of his silenced handgun at the same exact position that Srabon stood. He pointed down his gun and stepped back. "What''s gonna happen, now?" That was the through going my mind. A few men disembarked from the vehicle. Which was meant to be that, Shaun guy''s ride. Also mine as well. If you consider the situation. The disembarked men were wearing military outfits with their faces covered with baclavas. They donned MARS rifles. Which were easily recognizable because of their frequent appearances in big budget Hollywood movies. [W/N:- MARS stands for Multi- purpose Automatic Rifle System. A replacement for the Colt M4 platform.] They stared down at the Lt. Colonel and murmured something to each other. But they were too far away for me to hear what they were saying. Just then they all in unison shot the Lt. Colonel twice in a row with their side arm. One of them stared back at me. He walked towards me. He took off his baclava. Allowing me to see his face. And it was Dominique! The same guy that took away the doctor. "Are you okay?" He asked me. I replied in the positive to his question with a "Yep." He took out a SAT phone. And called someone on it. He then passed it on to me. I asked who it was. He replied, " someone who wants to talk to you." I took it and placed it to my ear. And a voice rang out. "Yo, Jonah?" And it was unfortunately, doctor Valentina Zokimosa. The women for whom I was kidnapped and almost tortured for. "Doc, you know, people aren¡¯t lying when they say your bad company to keep." (Jonah) "Oh, Jonah. How cruel of you to say that I''m bad company. Do you want me gone that bad? Even though I spend 40 million pounds of "who ever poor chaps pay the taxes" money for your rescue. And most of that was vehicle operations costs " (Dr. Valentina) 40 million pounds for my rescue. Maybe I shouldn''t be so hard on you. "But I was the person who got you involved in the first place. And left you to be eaten by wolves. While I ate specially cooked Merchin lobster. So I''m not entirely innocent." (Dr. Valentina) On other thoughts, fuck this bitch. "But I couldn''t stand the thought of dying for me. Even though, great achievements require great sacrifices. You, Jonah are not a sacrifice. I''m wiling to make. My new overlords, But don''t tell them that I told you that. They don''t exactly like the sound of "Overlord". Well, back to the topic. I made a bargain with them for your life.¡± She added. At that moment, a bullet ricocheted through the lobby. It bounced off the walls and penetrated I nto the back of the one of the undercover soldiers. ¡°Get Down!¡± Dominique shouted out to everyone. He tackled me down to the ground. The SAT phone flew out of my hands. ¡°Hello? Jonah, What¡¯s going on? Dominique?¡±, Dr. Valentina said on the other end of the phone. A bullet then pierced through the phone and that was the end of that phone. Shit! Everyone flung into cover as more bullets weight right at us. ¡°Shooters coming down the stairs.¡± Someone said out loud. I was behind the counter with Dominique and two other people beside me, while the others took refuge behind the pillar. With the wounded man being dragged into a corner by a fellow comrade. Bullets grazed the walls, the whole lobby was getting shredded with bullets. Seriously, why did this shit have to happen with me? Well, there¡¯s no point in bitching about it now. Dominique and the others started firing back from the back. Suddenly, something into my lap. I looked into my lap, to see what it was. I took it into my hands. It was a grenade! The soldier beside me took the grenade from my hands and I looked towards him. He had grey hair but was not so old looking. He smiled and said to me, ¡°I¡¯ll take this, thanks you.¡± He then hurled the grenade back the counter. ¡°It¡¯s a grenade!¡± One of the shooters screamed out. A sound of explosion echoed through the lobby. After that explosion and when the smoke cleared, that man and others stood out from the covering and started rapidly firing back. I sneaked up from my cover to see what¡¯s going on. Dominique and other soldiers acted so much force that the attackers didn¡¯t get the opportunity to respond. Who ever didn¡¯t die from the force of that grenade was mowed down by the rapid fire. The shock of the grenade explosion rendered the attackers shell shocked. 7 men were filled full with lead within a minute I snuck down. The man beside me crouched back down again. He cleaned the jammed bullet in the cocking mechanism. I stared at him. He took out a magazine out of his ammo pouch and replaced the magazine of his assault rifle. He then looked to me and held out his hand to me to shake.¡°I don¡¯t think, I have introduced myself. You can call me X.. Nice to meet you, kid¡± He said to me. I don¡¯t know how to respond. Should I shake his hand or not? He looks pretty friendly. Dominique then crouched down as well. ¡°X, no time to be playing around.! Get him to the AFV. We¡¯re getting out of here.¡± He ordered him. Dominique slided his rifle down and took out his handgun. He then instructed the soldier besides X, ¡°Cover our tails.¡± Just then a bullet ripped through the vocal cords of that soldier. The soldier leaned against the counter and put his hands on his neck to stop the bleeding. X got up and shot the shooter in the head . She was behind the pillar beside the stairwell. ¡°,These guys just keep coming.¡± More and more soldiers were flowing down the stairs and more were coming through the corridor just down the lobby. 2 of the soldiers on our side were dead. There commander was bleeding out and would certainly. We were pinned down. No way, we would get to the AFV as the living. Dominique dialled up his communicator, he said through his communicator, ¡°Amir, We could use some support here. Fire up that turret.¡± The turret of the AFV infront of us. Turned directly towards us. ¡°Take cover¡± the communicator said. Realising what was about to happen. Instructed everyone to get down and as said, we laid down the ground. I covered my ears as did everyone other than the people trying to kill us. Like that, the turret started firing and bullets flowed through the lobby. But It was obvious that they not of the same caliber as a regular assault rifle. The sound of the turrets machine gun fire roared through the whole floor. It was almost like a symphony. My point of view was looking down at the marbel flooring. I could not not do anything but hear. A onslaught waged on. As the crescendo of the melody got louder and louder until a minute later the play was over. Dominique grabbed me and we made a run for the AFV. I looked back to see at what had happened to the soldiers. It was like a slaughterhouse. Bodies were everywhere. The pillars and walls were reduced to thin strips of concrete and some bodies were cut open by the turrets fire. Looking at them. Even though, they tried to kill me, i can¡¯t but feel sorry for them. They were my fellow countrymen after all. It was a grotesque scene. Enough to make a normal person vomit but I didn¡¯t feel anything like that. Everyone reached the AFV and we all boarded it after the back hatch lowered itself.. A letter from the Khorasan War - (2) Dear Mom & Dad I pray that the Almighty bright god has ensured you both good health. He, has ensured my good health as well. So, I have never tried doing this. Sending a letter to you. I thought, why not send one to you guys. I¡¯m missing you guys here. But gladly, I have not been feeling homesick. Who could feel homesick after looking at the beauty of this country. I can¡¯t get enough of the country-side and the people here, are not bad as well. When I came here, I thought they would be hostile to us. But they¡¯re actually very friendly. A elderly couple in a nearby village, where I am posted invited me and my patrol team to supper. We gladly got the permission from the HQ, to go to their invite. The food was delicious, Ernie was the biggest eater out of us all. He ate like he hadn¡¯t eaten in a month or two. While, Michelle felt a little upset by the spiciness of the food. But she liked the desert they gave her. When I asked, the couple why they invited us, you know what they answered? They said it was the tradition of their culture to welcome foreigner and travellers with to their home. I have read a little about Khorasani culture. They actually invite strangers to their home for food and even let them stay in their house without question. How generous is that!This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. Shame, I¡¯m here to fight a war. I would¡¯ve loved to live in peace with these people and their rich history and culture. My tour ends towards 30th of this month. So, it¡¯ll take about the 2nd of July to get to the Isle. I¡¯ll tell you more about Khorasan when I get home. No more today, Love you mom and dad. And Dad, I hope you been taking your medicine. I¡¯ll be checking your medicine stash when I get home. You better not be skipping on your meds. Sincerely Yours, Veronica. Approved for Public Viewing by The Foundation of our Fallen Warriors Demetrius Touch Part 5 City A Port, Dr. Valentina Zokimosa stood on the Pier, toggling her satellite phone. She dialled up but no one seemed to answer. She was worrying about Jonah. If he got safely rescued. But to no avail. ¡°Come do your job, you got them silicon chip, polymer frame mobile communication device!¡± No matter, how many times she tried. No one picked up the phone. It was frustrating Doctor Zokimosa. A women approached the doctor. She called out to the doctor. ¡°Is there a problem, Doctor?¡± She inquired with a stern face. The woman, Brigitte was her only security at the moment. As other members of her security, Dominique, , Amir and Boyd were out making their way through the war throtten city with Jonah. ¡°I can¡¯t get through to anyone!¡± She answered with frustration. She waved her arms around as to signify her anger. ¡°Oh, that might be because of the signal jammers they set up over there.¡± Brigitte turned her head and pointed the doctor to a ECM ground unit that was set up right beside them. It was surrounded by 2 SPAAG systems and soldiers armed with surface to air missiles to deter any aircraft from In wake of the violent uprising, the military took the initiative to trigger a information black out. One of way of doing that, is by setting up a signal jammers in battlefield to control the flow of information. Thus ensuring the Government¡¯s legitimacy as the victim in this conflict. Information and public support can change the tide of a war. The military of this country knew this very well as they had studied conflicts like the Zhongguan War and the Perushkan Bush War. Dr. Valentina after looking at the signal jammer placed beside them thought to herself, ¡°so they have started doctrining the information already? Boy, I pity the truth.¡± She placed her phone away into her purse. She then started gazing at Brigitte. Especially her chest. Brigitte was of the same stature as Dr. Zokimosa. Her stern and serious facial expressions made Dr. Zokimosa, ¡°Wow, do the military give extra perks for maintaining a face like that, come on. Atleast Smile!¡± Brigitte had short bobbed brown hair with little shades of red. A token of heritage from her Albergencian ancestry. She had freckles on her very, Emmerian face. Which was unusual for a woman in her early 30s. But stroke most of Dr. Zokimosa¡¯s curiosity was her chest, which was flat. This further drove Dr. Zokimosa to frown. Nothing seemed to go in her favour, she thought to herself. Irony was not her favourite thing to say the least. Brigitte noticed Dr. Zokimosa¡¯s gaze on her chest. Her face turn a shade red as she blushed at Dr. Zokimosa. Her face showed a little shyness but soon reverted to her stern face. ¡°Oh, look at that, she isn¡¯t a machine after all. Though it¡¯s a shame she doesn¡¯t have some big tits. I always wanted a bodyguard I could grope.¡± Dr. Zokimosa thought. Brigitte¡¯s blue eyes soon became filled with ominous odd, and it was pointed at the Doctor. Dr. Zokimosa soon realised the ominousness of Brigitte¡¯s gaze and reverted her eyes at the the ship that was docked alittle further from. ¡°Yikes! would you chill. I was just looking and you don¡¯t have good assets to begin with. Though that ass is fine. Maybe I should start drawing comics again.¡± - Zokimosa pondered inside her mind. She pondered whether she should carve her sexual imagination into making comics again and publishing it on the World Wide Web as a independent . As she did in her years as a Mangaka in the Ezo Republic. Before a assault battery charges were brought against her by a company exec she assaulted. Though Dr. Zokimosa always claimed it was a accident and the guy totally deserved it. But then after, her mind reverted to the name of the ship, she was supposed to leave on. It was a container ship that was plotted to dock at a port in Alexandria. Dr. Zokimosa and her ¡°security escort¡± were just hitching a ride. On the other side of the city, in the administrative district where laid the regional center of power, the regional parliament. Currently it was vacant, as all important politicians and legislators were being moved to safe locations under orders of whoever was in control of the government.A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation. The regional parliament building was similar looking to the High Court building, a remanent of the colonial days. The building sort of resembled a palace. It was a residential building in it¡¯s hayday, but after independence. Infront of the building entrance, was a flight of stair with both sides of the stairs having a pair statues of a man putting his hand on his breasts and another hand pointing above. With varying quotations being inscribed on them, one of them being ¡°LIBERTY AND FREEDOM MUST BE PROTECTED AT ANY COST, FROM TYRANTS AND SAVIOURS ALIKE.¡± A flock of men garbed in military attire walked down the stairs, they ran through the pavement. In an orderly fashion to a flurry of vehicle and other unidentified personnel. The lot of the regional parliament had been turned into a temporary operations site. Tents were set up and people were working rigorously on their portable laptops, plugged to server incased in container fitting their size. All the people present wore the military camouflage worn by NADF but they were not natives of the country. And the insignia was not present on their right arm. Even MPs had arm brand signifying their status as police for the military. But those people did not carry any guns. Rather they were more like civilian technical specialists. But the men who were cladded in black, were armed with MARS-84 rifles and Skorpian SMGs. Around the temporary site, were APCs, trucks and jeeps. Most likely what they used to transport their equipment and themselves. Several armed men were standing around a particular jeep.. Among them was a man, dressed not in military clothing but formal clothing. He was talking on a Satellite phone. ¡°We have got the last 5 names. Three are already confirmed to be dead by the NADF. But the last pair are alive. Corporal. Malik is out of our reach. His been detained at the Emmerian consulate in Etrusca. But Captain. Veil is still in the country, his at the airport, being guarded by a SOG detail. We have a asset, who can get a strike team close to the target. Should I proceed with it?¡± The person on the other side of the call, replied. ¡°No, that will not be needed. Thank you. Doctor Zokimosa said she will take care of him. Along with the whole investigation committee. She cares more for her hide, than we do. We have already wasted too much time on this little problem. We have more pressing matters in the West Pangea. Pack up and head for Sokutu, Colonel.¡± ¡°As you wish, chairman. I¡¯ll pack up the equipment but what should I do with the Decima assets present here?¡± The colonel said. A second of silence took hold of the moment. But then after, the chairman questioned, ¡°Do they have anything that could lead them to be identified?¡± ¡°No, we took all the cautionary measures to make sure they aren¡¯t incriminated in the case of capture or death. Dental, facial and fingerprint recognition is impossible.¡± Answered the colonel. ¡°Make their contracts devoid then. They have outlived their usefulness.¡± Said the chairman on the other side. ¡°Will do, Chairman.¡± Answered the Colonel. After that conversation was done. The colonel put away his phone from his ear to his inner compartment of his coat. A man set forward behind the colonel while the others were at a distance. The man in question, had a red beret signifying that he was a commanding officer or higher ranking than a normal commissioned officer. ¡°What are our further orders?¡± He asked. The colonel did not turn around, but he just kept looking in the other direction. In view of the lush green garden that was beside the regional parliament¡¯s parking lot. The garden was filled with trees old and new. Trees big and small. It was blooming season, so naturally it was filled with bright colour of flowers as well. The colonel was thinking of how beautiful it looked. Though he realised long ago, that the world hides it¡¯s troubles behind a curtain of beauty and temptation. The neo-kushanic architecture garden was once a resting place for visitors and parliamentarians but now it had become his earning for mourning. ¡°Fazio, do you miss any of it?¡± He asked the man with the red beret. ¡°I beg your pardon.¡± Answered Fazio, who was not sure what the colonel had asked. The colonel still kept staring at the garden that was a maze of greenery. He gave a light touch on his forehead. The colonel soon regained his composure, and turned around to the Captain. He said to them. ¡°It¡¯s nothing, Captain. Pack up the equipment and the unit, discard the assets as procedures were put in place. I¡¯ll be going ahead of you, please inform the men at the airstrip to refuel the aircraft.¡± Fazio straightened his body and saluted the colonel, ¡°Roger that, sir!¡± ¡°I¡¯ll see you in Sokutu, Andrea.¡± Said the Colonel, as he hopped into the jeep. The colonel¡¯s jeep started going, several soldiers hopped into two APCs and they went also. As security for his travel to the airstrip. The city was a war zone after all. Captain Andrea Fazio stood there and watched as a convoy of vehicles flurried out of the parking lot and into the main road. A gunship helicopter appeared a little further from the emplacement. It flew over the Captain¡¯s head. Forcing the beret off his head by the force of the rotter blades chipping out gusts of wind. But the Captain had good reflexes. He caught the beret in time before it could go any further than a hand¡¯s stretch from him. He then put on the beret again, while muttering ¡°Damn birds.¡± In the distance, the gunship heli join the colonel¡¯s convoy. Heading towards the airstrip which was on the other side of the raging battlefield in the eastern portions of the city. Flames of burning vehicles and crashed aircraft and bombardment could be seen from highest points in the city. A country was treading towards a destination that had either prosperity or ruin at the end, depending on which path it took. ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª- This is not the ending of a story. Just the ending of a chapter. Newsreel:- Ambush on coalition soldiers in Khorasan. Ambush on Coalition Soldiers in Khorasan. By Abdul Salah Last night, at approximately 10pm in the Ghani governate. A coalition convoy of soldiers from the 17th Joint Multi-national Infantry Regiment stationed at Camp Winston, were on their way back home to their individual countries, was attacked by a group of insurgents on their way to the land border crossing. The official casualty of the attack is at 19. With 14 others badly injured. A local group known as the People¡¯s Army of the High Temple or PAHT has claimed responsibility for the ambush. Saying it was retaliation for the recent coalition air strike on a wedding ceremony. Which killed a estimated 400 people and left another hundred injured with excessive burns on their bodies. According to reports leaked by the Yorkshire Times, the target of the strike was the Governor General of the province. who was supposed to be present at the wedding ceremony, but did not attend afterwards. A PAHT spokesman has told news sources that they are inacting a ¡°a eye for a eye¡± policy to any more attacks on civilians by the coalition force planes.This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon.