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Crepusculum Deorum
The day began as all do in Suavidicum, with the sounds of alarm clocks blaring in houses, the smell of coffee pots brewing liquid energy, and the taste of toothpaste. Nothing would show that today was anything besides a normal day. People got their newspapers and went to get ready for work, the first warning of impending change came when the televisions and phones were disrupted. Morning news stations were able to report a massive drop in viewership. The millions of *Aureus being lost by these news agencies was alarming, yet when they tried to call the cable companies, the phone lines were dead. CEOs around the capitol city began finding people to send to the Senate, Gaius Lucius Brutus heard the news first when a runner for SNN burst into his chambers and asked why all communications were down across the city.
The day continued on, people made their way to work and tried to act like there was a plan behind the strange lack of TV and phones, they were correct, but were not prepared for how correct they were. Around Ten in the morning, the streets began to become filled with armored personnel carriers. People assumed that it was the Praetorian Guard doing a drill and took pictures and continued walking. Then the carriers opened up and men poured out. The highway entrances and exits to the city were barricaded, barbed wire emplacements were put up and all traffic was directed away from the city. Suavidicum was closed off, mirroring the lack of communication it has had for hours.
While these events were transpiring, Augustus was cut off from the intelligence apparatus from the rest of the Imperium. Legate Tiberius made sure his plan to cut the first legion, and the Imperator off from knowing what was about to happen was going off without a hitch. The Legate put down the rifle he had with him, the room full of agents in charge of the Suavidicum security lay dead in front of him. He looked at the security camera in the corner of the room and gave a thumbs up. One of his legionaries walked out of the bunker and gave a coded radio transmission to Marescallus de Imperium Nero Juili Octavian and his third legion that had cut off Suavidicum. The time had officially come.
The Centurions around the city received a short statement from the Marescallus:
“Centurions of the Third Legion the time has come, execute protocol sixty six.”
The Manipuls of the Legion began to move in on their assigned objectives, the first encounter was at the barracks of Praetorian Guard of the Senate district. The legionaries of the third surrounded the firsts location and moved in. The guardsmen at their posts were killed, and then there was a quick attack to capture the remaining men. In total, ten men were killed. The remaining manipuls moved into the Senate building, they rushed towards the Senate chambers and offices. Senators found were brought to the main chambers, they were all forced to kneel as Marescallus Nero walked in. His black uniform and jackboots were presteen, he made sure that his pipe was lit and smoking as he came to where the Consuls were kneeling. He had the two of them stood up and brought to the office of the Consul. The two were men sat at the far end of the desk while Nero brought out the Consul's “throne”. He placed his boots on the desk and began:
“Gentlemen, I would love to sit here and negotiate the safety of your families. You both have sons in the military, am I right? I would hate to give the order to terminate them, but I can promise their safety if you agree to sign this document. It says that the senate orchestrated this coup and that you are guilty of treason. If you sign then I promise that your families will be safe throughout this transition. You both are Patricians afterall, that means that we are related a while back. I don’t want to wipe out my family.”
“Fuck you Nero!” Consul Octavian spat out, his face was contorted with rage as he stood and looked out the window. All he could see in the square outside the Senate, was an APCs and a tank waiting.
“Octavian, please spare me the swearing and saying that I wont get away with this. I am and I will, so sign this document please. I promise to kill you both quickly.” Nero held out the paper and waited for both men to sign, their hands were shaking as they did.
“Before I die Nero, I want you to know. You will be brought to justice, our Imperator will not allow you to win. Deus be with him, you will be crucified.”
“Then I will see you in Damnatio. Goodbye Consuls.” The Marescallus took his document and walked out of the room. Once the door was shut behind him, two shots rang out. Nero waited for the guards to come out, and then continued to the main chamber. When he arrived at the chamber he sat on the throne of the Imperator and looked to the remaining Senators, he paused then spoke.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, I thank you for your service to the Imperium, however you have been found guilty of treason and sentenced to death.Vale!”
When he finished talking, a series of shots rang out. The Senate was evacuated and locked down. The population was none the wiser as their democracy was being dismantled from above. The city was block by block shut down and secured until the Imperial palace was all that remained.
The Praetorian guard at this time was consolidated to the palace, rumors had spread and forced the Imperator to make a decision. The palace was going to be taken, but the sacred icons could not be taken. Augustus quickly got into contact with the Patriarch of Volshan, and arranged for the standards of the First Legion and Imperator. Before the encirclement of the complex was complete an honor guard was sent to the ports with the standards, where a destroyer would give the standards to Volshan. Then all the Imperator loyalists could do was wait, hours went by and around one in the afternoon the encirclement was complete.
A tense standoff ensued as a tank was driven up to the complex fence and ran it over. As the fire fight began, several other armored vehicles also broke into the complex. The Praetorian guard began to fight a fighting retreat back to the Palace itself. Eventually the Palace complex was itself breached. Legionaries began fighting in the halls and courtyards until Augustus finally called for a cease fire. He called for whoever was leading the attack to come and negotiate in his office.
Augustus sat at his desk and waited, his personal guard remained at attention as Marescallus Nero walked into the room.
“Your highness.” Nero said, monotone.
“Marescallus.” Augustus hissed.
“Your highness, as we both know we need each other. I can secure your state, and you can make my Junta legitimate.”
The Marescallus sat back and waited for Agustus to reply, the calm look on his face caused Augustus to swell with anger. The Imperator wanted to kill the man, but in order to keep the city safe he responded.
“What do you need me to do?”
“I need you to sign this document, and I need you to come to my session in the senate and give me emergency powers.”
“If I don't?”
“Then I will continue to do this.”
Nero snapped and Beatrix was brought into the room. Her face was bruised and there was blood running down her forehead. She was held up as an officer walked behind her and shot. Augustus dropped, his guards were killed and Nero walked up to the Imerator.
“You know I can’t kill you, you can’t kill me. Now sign and the people can at least live in peace.”
Nero grabbed Augustus’ hand and moved it to the paper.
“You won’t get away with this.” Augustus growled as he signed the paper.
“We shall see about this.” Nero smiled.
* Suavidici currency
The day began as all do in Suavidicum, with the sounds of alarm clocks blaring in houses, the smell of coffee pots brewing liquid energy, and the taste of toothpaste. Nothing would show that today was anything besides a normal day. People got their newspapers and went to get ready for work, the first warning of impending change came when the televisions and phones were disrupted. Morning news stations were able to report a massive drop in viewership. The millions of *Aureus being lost by these news agencies was alarming, yet when they tried to call the cable companies, the phone lines were dead. CEOs around the capitol city began finding people to send to the Senate, Gaius Lucius Brutus heard the news first when a runner for SNN burst into his chambers and asked why all communications were down across the city.
The day continued on, people made their way to work and tried to act like there was a plan behind the strange lack of TV and phones, they were correct, but were not prepared for how correct they were. Around Ten in the morning, the streets began to become filled with armored personnel carriers. People assumed that it was the Praetorian Guard doing a drill and took pictures and continued walking. Then the carriers opened up and men poured out. The highway entrances and exits to the city were barricaded, barbed wire emplacements were put up and all traffic was directed away from the city. Suavidicum was closed off, mirroring the lack of communication it has had for hours.
While these events were transpiring, Augustus was cut off from the intelligence apparatus from the rest of the Imperium. Legate Tiberius made sure his plan to cut the first legion, and the Imperator off from knowing what was about to happen was going off without a hitch. The Legate put down the rifle he had with him, the room full of agents in charge of the Suavidicum security lay dead in front of him. He looked at the security camera in the corner of the room and gave a thumbs up. One of his legionaries walked out of the bunker and gave a coded radio transmission to Marescallus de Imperium Nero Juili Octavian and his third legion that had cut off Suavidicum. The time had officially come.
The Centurions around the city received a short statement from the Marescallus:
“Centurions of the Third Legion the time has come, execute protocol sixty six.”
The Manipuls of the Legion began to move in on their assigned objectives, the first encounter was at the barracks of Praetorian Guard of the Senate district. The legionaries of the third surrounded the firsts location and moved in. The guardsmen at their posts were killed, and then there was a quick attack to capture the remaining men. In total, ten men were killed. The remaining manipuls moved into the Senate building, they rushed towards the Senate chambers and offices. Senators found were brought to the main chambers, they were all forced to kneel as Marescallus Nero walked in. His black uniform and jackboots were presteen, he made sure that his pipe was lit and smoking as he came to where the Consuls were kneeling. He had the two of them stood up and brought to the office of the Consul. The two were men sat at the far end of the desk while Nero brought out the Consul's “throne”. He placed his boots on the desk and began:
“Gentlemen, I would love to sit here and negotiate the safety of your families. You both have sons in the military, am I right? I would hate to give the order to terminate them, but I can promise their safety if you agree to sign this document. It says that the senate orchestrated this coup and that you are guilty of treason. If you sign then I promise that your families will be safe throughout this transition. You both are Patricians afterall, that means that we are related a while back. I don’t want to wipe out my family.”
“Fuck you Nero!” Consul Octavian spat out, his face was contorted with rage as he stood and looked out the window. All he could see in the square outside the Senate, was an APCs and a tank waiting.
“Octavian, please spare me the swearing and saying that I wont get away with this. I am and I will, so sign this document please. I promise to kill you both quickly.” Nero held out the paper and waited for both men to sign, their hands were shaking as they did.
“Before I die Nero, I want you to know. You will be brought to justice, our Imperator will not allow you to win. Deus be with him, you will be crucified.”
“Then I will see you in Damnatio. Goodbye Consuls.” The Marescallus took his document and walked out of the room. Once the door was shut behind him, two shots rang out. Nero waited for the guards to come out, and then continued to the main chamber. When he arrived at the chamber he sat on the throne of the Imperator and looked to the remaining Senators, he paused then spoke.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, I thank you for your service to the Imperium, however you have been found guilty of treason and sentenced to death.Vale!”
When he finished talking, a series of shots rang out. The Senate was evacuated and locked down. The population was none the wiser as their democracy was being dismantled from above. The city was block by block shut down and secured until the Imperial palace was all that remained.
The Praetorian guard at this time was consolidated to the palace, rumors had spread and forced the Imperator to make a decision. The palace was going to be taken, but the sacred icons could not be taken. Augustus quickly got into contact with the Patriarch of Volshan, and arranged for the standards of the First Legion and Imperator. Before the encirclement of the complex was complete an honor guard was sent to the ports with the standards, where a destroyer would give the standards to Volshan. Then all the Imperator loyalists could do was wait, hours went by and around one in the afternoon the encirclement was complete.
A tense standoff ensued as a tank was driven up to the complex fence and ran it over. As the fire fight began, several other armored vehicles also broke into the complex. The Praetorian guard began to fight a fighting retreat back to the Palace itself. Eventually the Palace complex was itself breached. Legionaries began fighting in the halls and courtyards until Augustus finally called for a cease fire. He called for whoever was leading the attack to come and negotiate in his office.
Augustus sat at his desk and waited, his personal guard remained at attention as Marescallus Nero walked into the room.
“Your highness.” Nero said, monotone.
“Marescallus.” Augustus hissed.
“Your highness, as we both know we need each other. I can secure your state, and you can make my Junta legitimate.”
The Marescallus sat back and waited for Agustus to reply, the calm look on his face caused Augustus to swell with anger. The Imperator wanted to kill the man, but in order to keep the city safe he responded.
“What do you need me to do?”
“I need you to sign this document, and I need you to come to my session in the senate and give me emergency powers.”
“If I don't?”
“Then I will continue to do this.”
Nero snapped and Beatrix was brought into the room. Her face was bruised and there was blood running down her forehead. She was held up as an officer walked behind her and shot. Augustus dropped, his guards were killed and Nero walked up to the Imerator.
“You know I can’t kill you, you can’t kill me. Now sign and the people can at least live in peace.”
Nero grabbed Augustus’ hand and moved it to the paper.
“You won’t get away with this.” Augustus growled as he signed the paper.
“We shall see about this.” Nero smiled.
* Suavidici currency
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