Xentherida's Revenge on her Detractors.

Xentherida

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The silo door swung open, and with a colossal rumble an enormous missile slowly climbed out of the hatch, flames erupting from the end. It gained altitude quickly, and began to arc high, high into the sky, streaks of condensation trailing from the end. It climbed, and climbed, and climbed, soaring far high until it was soon out of view. Across the country, in numerous silos, a further fourteen gigantic ICBMs trailed just behind the initial missile. Their targets were already predetermined, and each of the twelve 475kt warheads within each missile were already primed and ready to detonate on a moment’s notice.

A minute into the launch, as the missiles began to deviate away from each other, all fifteen missiles simultaneously jettisoned their first-stage motors and the shroud was ejected to reveal a total of a hundred and eighty humongous warheads. Xentheridan retribution had come at last.

Their paths all lead to different locations: one to Iraelia, Kanada, Yukkira, Kranostav, Darcania, and Mouxordia ; two to Esplandia, Stan Yera, and Maloria; and three to Miedzymorse. All these nations would burn in a nuclear hellfire.

Another minute passed, and all the second-stage motor dropped off. By now, the missiles were high in the sky, arcing sharply towards their targets. The third stage motor was active, now, and began the final push towards the high-Eras atmosphere. Sixty seconds left until maneuver.

It took what seemed like an age for the boosters to complete their phase, but eventually, the last flames of thrust died out, and the final motor was ejected. All that remained of each missile was the post boost vehicle, which began to maneuver the warheads in. Chaff spurted out from the PBV, as the re-entry preparations began.

It was whistling through the atmosphere, now, as all the warheads jettisoned and maneuvering towards the major cities of all aforementioned nations. Soon, Xentherida would have her revenge. Her revenge on all those that had shamed the once proud nation, disgraced her country, insulted her pride. No longer would she be called “Xen The Rider” by these nations. The moment of glory was here at last.


The Grand Federation of Xentherida hereby declares war on the nations of Iraelia, Kanada, Esplandia, Miedzymorse, Stan Yera, Yukkira, Kranostav, Mouxordia, Darcania, and Maloria.
 
King Sherwin stared into the sky and sternly said one word, 'No!'

The approaching missiles then fell short, landing harmlessly a hundred kilometers off shore into the Roaring Sea.
 
It's Arak, not Ay-rock
Subtitle: Iraelia can no longer stand the repeated insults from the Zen the Ridian scum who have no taste in alcohol

Yamesh was fuming, Lyana Antonsson, Prime Minister of Xenther... Zen the rider? Rida? Reeda? Oh, never mind. Anyhow, she was in question time shotgunning various foreign alcoholic drinks, when it came to the Arak. Pride and joy of Iraelia. Yet, in her sickening drunken stupor, the old fart pronounced it "Ay-rock" instead of "Ah-rock". This great stain on our glorious reputation can not be mended! It is with a heavy heart, that Yamesh turned the keys and made the decision to launch 420 of Iraelia's 800 nuclear warheads. However, as he was about to issue the orders, something bothered him. He felt something bugging him down below. Something bad he was doing. Then it struck him, the international embarrassment known as "Yurts" would still be a thing. And so, the remaining 380 warheads were directed to the nation of Demescia.

"Good riddance," Yamesh whispered, as he sent in the orders. He then proceeded to take the President's seat in the Knesset and hold the President's. He turned over the gavel methodically in his hand. Kadish, the President of Iraelia and Pro Tem of the Knesset entered the chambers.

"Yamesh, what were you thinking? You've killed us all!" He screamed.

"Are you threatening me, my Most High friend?" Yamesh responded.

"You've killed us all! We must convene the Knesset at once to mitigate the damage!" Kadish said. Yamesh only laughed.

"I AM the Knesset," Yamesh cried out. Kadish only looked confused. What the hell had gotten into him? Yamesh had a mad look in his eyes.

"It's treason then..." Yamesh whispered, pulling out the President's gavel. He screeched, and lunged into a 920 corkscrew spin from the Prone position, striking Kadish with the gavel and rendering him unconscious. As he looked upon the fallen corpse of his former comrade, he felt a strong heat around him. The Xentheridan ICBM had arrived. And as the warm, atomic glow of the flame enveloped his body, he whispered his final words.

Unlimited power...

xen edited this with irael's permission to correct small grammar stuff
 
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