RO-WAR: A WAR THAT CHANGED ROBLOXIA

CHAPTER ONE: ASSASSINATION

DROPSHIP ANDROMEDA
JUNE 4, 2057
15:30

Polymorphic stood up to the sound of applause on his dropship. Many clapped their hands for the Grand Admiral of the Roblox Assault Team and the great speech he was about to deliver. Especially Richard. Although he was nervous, he was very honored to be in the dropship that will be part of recorded history.
Richard joined RAT a year ago. He remembered his time as a Conscript, how happy he felt after being promoted to a Soldier. He also remembered the times he regretted it, especially during the war with the First Encounter Assault Recon. The images still haunted his head, but he shook them off. Now was not the time to think about dishonor and regrets. The Grand Admiral opened his mouth.
"Today is a great day," Polymorphic spoke. "Today will be the end. Today, I am here to announce that the war with FEAR is going to finish. No more brutal battles. Today we honor the soldiers who lost their lives to this horrible war. Today we accept a brighter future; one with peace. One where Sparrow Corportation, RAT and Frostaria remain in peace forever.
"FEAR representitives have accepted defeat to RAT. There was no true winner of this war, though. Let's be glad that after today, Venezia and Frostaria will no longer be enemies but allies. Allies that had to go through bloodshed to achieve friendship. We pray that never happens again. Glory to both nations!"
The room was filled with applause once again. Richard clapped loudly, hoping these words were true. Then, two FEAR representitives stood up and headed toward Polymorphic, who had a document in his hand.
"My friends," The Grand Admiral began. "Please sign this as a symbol to our alliance." Polymorphic handed the pair a pen. FEAR's leader, Sonic, couldn't attend this historic event unfortunately. The first representitive took the pen and blinked at the other.
"Mr. Polymorphic," the first began. "We would love to sign this, but.."
"GRAND ADMIRAL! HE'S GOT A BLADE!" A Guard yelled from afar.
It was too late. The second representitive grabbed Polymorphic by the collar and sunk a white blade into his heart, injuring and maybe killing the Grand Admiral. Richard couldn't believe it. After all the years of warfare he endured, all of it would begin again. This wasn't just an attack. It was a declaration to another war.
The Guards which surrounded the Dropship pulled out their guns and began blasting away at the terrorists. They fell, smiling while blood leaked from their injuries. Screams rang out as three bodies fell to the ground, one being the leader of the Roblox Assault Team.

CHAPTER TWO: UNDER CONTROL

OUTPOST INDIGO II
JUNE 4, 2057
18:26

Feodor couldn't stop watching television. It wasn't some cheesy reality TV show he was viewing, or an old replay of Game 7 of the World Series; it was all about Polymorphic. Well, about his death.
"It's only been three hours since the assassination of RAT's Grand Admiral Polymorphic," spoke TV newswomen Michelle Tarime. "Footage from inside of Dropship Andromeda shows evidence that FEAR representitives stabbed him as he was offering them to sign a declaraction of defeat. Many speculate that this is going to cause another conflict between the nations of Venezia and Frostaria once more. The first war had a shocking 30,000 deaths and even more injuries."
A man with a light blonde hair came out. "Why are you watching crap news?" He asked Feodor.
"It's not crap - Polymorphic is dead." Feodor responded.
"So what? That's RAT's conflict."
"Ours too! RAT is our ally."
"But we won't be in that stupid war," grumped the blonde.
"But we'll need their help soon," responded a very annoyed Feodor. "Heard the rumors, Monroe?"
Monroe's expression remained the same, but his voice raised, proving it to be a worry with him. "Vaktus is an idiot. He wouldn't care to attack WIJ. Our new technology just came out, we'd crush him."
"Vaktus is not an idiot, and the Vaktovians are very hostile right now. We could easily be ambushed and thrown into another war. These guys don't mess around." A rumble was heard from the distance, but Feodor assumed if was nothing.
Monroe kept arguing, "Our new technology, weapons, defense - it means everything. Vaktus could try to get us, but the truth is that we could annihilate him and his idiot empire in a second. Owen and Silent just don't want to cause a conflict. We stop wars, not start 'em." Another rumble was heard, maybe something to worry about this time.
Monroe grabbed his walkie-talkie. "Check out what's going on outside, over." He put a grip on his Y14.
"Vaktus has the power to do lots of things. The Vaktovian Empire is not a group we should mess with in the first place, but now tha we're in economic conflicts with them, that could surely escalate to a war that we'd need help with. In comes RAT-" Feodo wouldn't have time to finish, because a louder rumble than before made the ground move.
Monroe and Feodor headed to the armory as WIJ Soldiers left, holding their assault rifles and snipers. Officers began ordering snipers to be placed up top. Feodor managed to get ahold of one right after grabbing his W17 Assault Rifle. "What the hell's going on?"
"Can't explain, soon, go look outside. I have to lead these men right now." The High Rank responded.
Monroe grabbed Feodor's shoulder before he could complain. "Let's go, it's probably nothing."
As Feodor walked through the back entrance, he got a bad feeling. He thought about his family, and the main reason he joined WIJ; to protect them. To give them hope back home, and to have his little daughter excited when she saw her father come back home soon. He got ready for whatever was out there.
The two men hid behind bushes and peaked out to see what was happening. Shock filled them. Black-and-red soldiers began shooting at light-blue colored men. They dropped them like animals and advanced, shooting more. One WIJ soldier came and attempted to stab what appeared to be the leader in the strike, but it was no use. He was halted, rushed by two men and lured into bushes where screaming occured for a few seconds before the raiders returned, blood-splattered knife being held by one of them.
"CALL MORE UNITS!" A soldier yelled back before getting shot in the head by opposite forces. They had snipers placed at the end of their army. They hadn't struggled until a large group of WIJ soldiers advanced towards them. The invaders appeared to be out-gunned and WIJ looked like it had a chance to stop the raid, but the leader pulled out a red grenade from his pouch and threw it. "GREN-!" was heard before a breif explosion and the view of raiders moving through the smoke, kicking ans finishing off the live ones on the ground.
"Oh my God," spilled from Feodor's mouth.
"Vaktovians," Monroe said through gritted teeth.
Feodor wondered if he would ever see his family again. The Vaktovians had just massacred many of the forces at Indigo II. Could they make a last stand?
The friends looked each other in the eye and no words had to be said for what their plan was. They set their W17's from "stun" to "kill", and raised them together.