The East PacificBoard

The sun rose up and up until taking a set point at the 9AM mark in the sky. Tensions on the land have been at a peak. First with the ideology, then the capital, and then the flag. Two leaders continue to battle and quarrel endlessly.

President Roselle was signing papers. Some of them were what to do with illegal immigrants coming in from New Jamisonia. Roselle sighed. Of course this had to be proposed. He signed the bill with tiredness and went to bed waiting for a long day.

The news was published. The news that immigrants would be granted citizenship and will not be detained came in through the news.
The country was even more divided. Anger flared from the north side of the nation.

Haldway saw the politicians from the North Lemongrove State. The news was heard from the side. Song Qizhang flared up. Anger filled his suit. He flipped his desk and stormed out onto the podium.

On the podium, he spoke with all of his might and all of his anger, "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the world of goddamn terrible leadership! Sometimes, you cannot stand with it! The sh** that they are trying to pull off in Orchardville is way too much. These people are not our countrymen anymore. They are nothing more than traitors. Traitors who should be crushed like the dogs that they are!"

He flipped the page of his speech. The Communist flag in the background, "As of now and forever, soldiers that live between Halway and the rest of the Northern Half of Lemongrove will fight for the Communist party without a choice. We will arm the halfway point between Haldway and Orchardville and justice will be given! Hail! Hail the North!" He stepped off the podium with a sense of anger. He shook hands with the lead Minister of Defense and got in his car and left.

President Roselle woke up with the message playing in order. The shock on his face after hearing the message. He echoed it over and over. The bed sheets were in a ruffle. He quickly got up from his bed and got dressed. The podium was his and he was going to put peace in his nation even if it was the last thing he did.

"This is my country. I sign the bills and laws. I go to the assembly. This is my goddamn country and if you have a problem with it, the door is that way! A bunch of worthless, spineless swine dared to arm their city and try to declare that we are separated. I shall respond. We will do the same, and we will annex the country again. The leadership for the so-called North will be hanged or will be fed to tigers. This will be a wipeout. Goodbye and God bless the Lemingrove State!"

He stepped off with a flare of excitement in his eyes. He was ready to put the North to justice and he thought it would be easy.

The halfway border. A place of nightmares and terror. It lays quiet with soldiers from each side and each ideology waiting patiently for somebody to step out of line. The border had been named number three on the most dangerous borders in the world. And they were in the same country. It shows how divided Lemongrove is. As the sun rises at dawn, so do new soldiers from each side. Eric von Wagner, a Capitalist soldier from Orchardville, rose up and took his stance with his Machine Gun.

"What is up, Reymond!" Eric said proudly,

"The opposite of down." Reymond Auphalia, his friend, said

"LISTEN UP! THE NERDS ARE READY TO FIRE! WE MUST STAND TALL!" the main commander said,

"SIR! YES, SIR!" they all said,

The whole checkpoint went silent. Soldiers from each side staring into each other's eyes. People glared. People threatened. Everything was tense, and tensions were walking on eggshells. Then, a shot went off. Reymond was dead. He was shot and killed by a soldier from Haldway. Then, a barrage of gunshots went off across the border. War was declared.

Allen Skipps, the Lead Lemonese Minister of War, was waiting in his office. He was signing documents such as the Ethnic Erkadian Act and the Colonial Act. He was sitting and writing with his pen. He sighed. When he got back to work, he had a notice from his main advisor of war.

"Firing upon the halfway between Haldway and Orchardville!" he said,

"Wait, what!" Skipps was shocked,

"We need to mobilize and sent our navy!" he said, "We have to make sure that peace is kept!"

"Fine... Get the navy ready. Aircraft carriers need to be sent as well." Skipps said,

"Roger that!" he said,

"Before you get the navy and army set, remember to keep a safe distance from the fighting! 7 miles at least on Lake Quartz!" Skipps warned,

When the main advisor of war left, Skipps went back to signing documents, but this time drawing up war plans. His plan wasn't to have this become a civil war. The plan was to aid the Republic with weapons are other war gear, and to make sure war doesn't break out. The ships for the navy were to sit at least 7 miles away. The army was to be sent with the navy. They would stay on the ships with the navy cadets.

The ships lined up into rows. There were a total of 3 battleships, which would house the army and navy. Then, aircraft carriers were also lined up. They would house the marines and air force. Planes took off in the sky over the city of Taylors. Times were getting dangerous for two wars have busted out, which would add up to another Civil War. More planes circled Lake Taylor, and other Air Force pilots would have to fly to the main fighting and onto the carriers that were already there.

"General, are we set?" the war advisor on the leading ship inquired,

"The army is on their assigned ships. So is the navy. Marines are in the carrier barracks as well..." General Howe said, "Yes. We are set."

The fleet took off for Aelzand, a city 7 miles from the fighting. The ships went through the Strait of the East with the passage that passed through the city of Bennington.

On the battleground laid corpses of hundreds of dead men. Motionless. Laying in pools of blood. Bodies just were on the ground and laid there. Fighting continued on the horizon.

Eric pulled up. He found shelter and survived masses of bullets flying. People all around him were dead. He went behind to catch a breath.
There, he saw the dreaded corpse of his little brother, Kato.

He cried to himself. Kato had lost his arm and his head was full of bullet holes. Then, he looked and saw his cousin, Wesley. Wesley had suffered terribly. An air raid from the north was commenced and Wesley had his arm blown to bits and debris from all around hit and killed him.

Eric had to run. The rest of the troops retreated everywhere. The North was also widely wounded. They retreated as well. The south ran for their lives. Left on the zone laid a total of 1,200 bodies of fallen soldiers who suffered a terrible death.