Hells Bells

Operation: Reluctant Fight

"America is going though the ringer with those damn conflicts. How many dead must be piled before their fascist politicians see the error of their war making ways?"

-Unknown Chinese podcast 2024, 2 days before China would launch an attack on the US plunging the world into the deadliest conflict since the 40s.

Original chapter was written in late 2021, changed some things but mostly left in its original form

December 16th, 2024. Wyte's Office. Kurzen, Arragon Republic. Gods Dimension.

Snow plasters the city of Kurzen, engulfing the populace below in a dazzling white. In the newly heated halls of the palace the servants and guards carry on their duties with utmost care. While on the diplomatic floor the various countries' personnel work away the time with mundane and over zealous meetings. In the center of the hall a particular office stands with a do not disturb sign on the handle, with an otherworldly name carved into the nameplate mounted on the door. While the person, who's name is on the door, is not in at the current moment. An uninvited guest lounges about behind their desk, smoking a cigarette, and mindlessly listening to a tv mounted on the left wall.

REPORTER: Though many in Congress see the Omar Imperium's advance into the Czen system as a violation of the treaty that ended the 2nd Omerian war in the HF Dimension. Many see another Interdimensional conflict as unlikely. That concludes our report on the HF Dimension, lets move on to the Gods next.

The reporter then shifts the camera to some reporter located in the gods dimension.

REPORTER: Thank you Nick, the protesters vying for unions in the workplaces, seem to be getting more violent by the day. Government troops in the Arragon and Hel republic have exchanged fire with protesters, though casualties remain low.

Mac turns off the TV with a sigh, wondering why the hell Wyte would want his unit stationed here. Mac then looks around Wyte's office, seeing the many gifts and rewards along with a photo of him and the current head god, and remembers why he has his unit stationed here. He stands up and goes toward the liquor cabinet, knowing that he keeps good whiskey, and starts looking through the cabinet when somebody knocks on the door startling him.

RIVET: Is someone in there?

Mac stumbles closing the cabinet and moves toward the desk.

MAC: Uh, y-yeah what do you need?

Mac sees a set of fox ears as Rivet opens the door to peak in.

Rivet: Commander Smith, why are you in Commander Blechin's office?

Mac fumbles his words before gesturing toward the balcony window.

MAC: I was looking for some papers, when I got distracted by the view.

Rivet tilts her head in intriguing curiosity.

RIVET: I didn't know you enjoyed the dock yard as much as Commander Blechin.

She says as she move towards the window and looks down into the canal and dock yard the palace overlooks

RIVET: Isn't amazing, how this world is vastly different from mine and yours.

She points to one of the ships sailing through the canal.

RIVET: Wyte told me that ship is the first aircraft carrier of the Arragonian navy, your navy's aircraft carriers are quite different aren't they?

MAC: Well yeah, that carrier is based off the Yorktown class from World War 2, our carriers are nuclear powered and built to carry more aircraft than the ones from the 40s.