A/N- I want to thank both of my pre-readers Doctor Colgate and DJ Leftwing for helping me with my plot holes and grammar mistakes
“All right, so this is how it all breaks down,” began an energetic young voice in a dark room. Two silhouettes were barely visible in the dim lighting. One was of a man sitting on a barrel; his head rounded off in some kind of headgear and his body seeming bulkier than that of a regular person. In his hands he held what appeared to be some kind of assault rifle. The second figure was that of a younger person, sitting on the ground in front of the first.
“Go ahead,” the first figure said, his voice sounding rugged and aged.
“Our nation is known as Cryteria,” younger figure spoke again as his hands started to make gestures to go along with the story. “We are one of the few superpowers on Earth. We are known for our military might, political system, and foreign affairs. Our military is rivaled by none and is constantly helping out other nations in defending their borders. Of this there are five branches, each with their own mission and specialties.”
“Correct,” stated the first man. “We have the Army, Air Core, Naval Force, Trechnic, and Experimental. Each one has their own pros and cons to them. Only together can we be successful. Now please do continue.”
“Okay,” the second figure said as he thought about what was next. “Our political system is one based on voting for our leader. Every five years there is an election between the three parties to see who will run our country. Our leader decides what will happen and how to run everything. Votes are based on the section of which you live in and you status as a citizen.”
“Kinda,” started the older figure as he checked his rifle. “Our leader does not have total control. He has four other parts of the system that make sure everything he does is in our country’s and the people’s best interest, and the status of a citizen is mostly their job and crime records. What is next?”
“We are very diverse nation. Our nation is made up of four different races. The first are the humans, a basic race that depends on tools to help them survive and is very adaptable. They can be found in almost any nation. Next are the Wildiania, a race of more tribal people, they are usually considered a mix of man and beast. They take on many forms but the thing that is always the same is the fact they are bipedal. The next race is the Elemanita, a more clustered race, they are known for their ability to control elements like fire and water. The last of the races is the Familaai, a rarer and older race; they have a familiar within them that they can summon to help them. They also take some of the characteristics of the familiar.”
“You forget some things,” the gun wielding figure added, shaking his head. “The Elemanita can only control one element, which is based on their group they were born into. They look like humans but can have a defining attribute or characteristic that sets them apart, it all depends on the group. And the Familaai are very diverse and random. They are considered some of the most powerful beings in the world. Now please go on.”
“The Nation is very involved with the surrounding area. We primarily give defense and support to our allies and help out neutral nations that need it. Our two allies that border us are Griffonia and Equestria. Equestria, who some say is our greatest ally, is very economically wealthy. They are a monarchy ruled by twin princess sisters, Celestia and Luna. Their nation has three different races: the humans, Wingies, which are basically humans with wings, and Unimagi, which are human looking creatures that can cast magic and have a special horn on one side of their head. Equestria is one of the nations we guard and we currently have a couple of bases within it. The princesses do not like war and always stay out of it whenever they can.”
“You forgot about the Alimage” stated the first figure, which confused the second. “The Alimage is what the princesses are. They are basically a mix between Equestria’s three races. They are also considered one of the most powerful races in the world. Now wha-” His sentence was interrupted by rapid footsteps going up stairs.
“Well, looks like they’re here,” the first figure stated as he stood up and turned toward the door. He brought his rifle up and looked down the sights.
“So now what do we do?” asked the second figure, now scared about what was going to happen.
“We fight young one,” the older said as the footsteps rapidly got closer to the door. The door was kicked down and the man opened fire on the doorway as the other one was enveloped in a strange aura.