[Jake]

I was still adjusting to being on Earth, long before the colony ships were sent to the Koprulu Sector, long before even the UED had existed. It was nice, if a bit foreign since I was used to war ravaged planets with an all assimilating race hell bent on turning the whole Sector into Zergland. [i]Zerg...[/i] I shuddered as I remembered all my battles with them, standing in trenches next to Dominion and Raider alike to hold off an endless tide of Zerglings, Banelings, Hydralisks, Ultralisks and other members of the Swarm. They would probably found a way here as well, if my luck was any kind of reliable source for being found by the Zerg or Dominion.

[i]Of course, in the six months I've been here, I've never seen any sign of them, so maybe I got lucky. Maybe they got left in the Koprulu Sector to rot.[/i] I sat outside where the meeting would be taking place, looking up at the blue skies, with the trees in the ground, providing oxygen. I had my faceplate up for the time being. It would protect me from that fatal first shot from anything short of these particle rifles everyone seemed to be waving around, but nothing else, meaning if I took a shot to the faceplate, I should probably find cover. "Ah, nows not the time," I mutter, returning my attention to the forces of all the factions marching around. Giant robots, transforming vehicles, people with energy swords and particle rifles in the same loadout; I wasn't sure where all these people came from, but clearly they fought a much different war than some one like me. Probably against forces armed similarly to themselves.

I watched one of the giant robots, an Autobot if memory served, march by and sigh, envying them in someways. They knew what their foes could do from day one, or did for the most part. The Terrans had been clueless when we first faced the Zerg; I could still hear the screams of my platoon in my nightmares from [i]Forager[/i]. An entire platoon, fully armed and armored marines and fire bats, wiped out in moments. The sheer effectiveness of it all terrified me to this day.

But I returned to my duties, heading for a tower where I could use my rifle in it's sniper form to make sure there was nothing sneaky going on. After the first couple months, I'd been employed by the Copenhagen Coalition to help keep it's nations safe and I'd seen combat against covert UDF and Directorate forces no less than eight times, although I was sure there were plenty of other times I hadn't stopped their forces because of being engaged else where. Saluting the Imperial soldiers stationed at the bottom of the door, I start my ascent up the stairs inside, six floors to go before I could set up. From there, I would wait until all the dignitaries had gotten inside, then I'd take the liberty of going into the palace myself and listening in on things. I'd not met many of the other factions that seemed to be here anyways.