Joe Moraliste: Civil War

Okay, I couldn't wait any longer, this idea was too good to wait for. We'll work on Stories of the Great War at our own pace, but I want this story to be written.

Chapter 1 - The Incident
"Keep at it, guys!"

The Pollers were attacking yet again, and the Anti-Polls were not going to let that happen. This time they were attacking Etan-Gib State.

Joe Moraliste turned to his friend Nathan. "At least Sectional City gets a break, huh?"

"I guess so," Nate replied.

They continued to blast down the Pollers descending from the airships.

"I thought these guys were all gone!" Temmie said nearby.

"After the Darkness was destroyed, most of them went into hiding," Nate responded. "There's only a handful of them left."

"I've never got the chance to fight these guys myself," said Bender, BiggerNate's son, who had recently come to Planet GC to fight with the Anti-Polls like his father. "It's too bad I don't get to fight more of them."

"It doesn't matter! We can take them!" Joe said, shooting a blast of his yellow energy.

Suddenly, A Poller with a mask dropped down and tackled Joe. They rolled across the ground.

Everyone stared at this new Poller. No one had ever seen him before.

The Poller got off Joe and ran to an office complex.

"Stop him!" Joe cried.

The Anti-Polls ran after the Poller into the building.

Joe confronted the Poller. "Enough! There are innocent citizens here!"

"Exactly," the Poller replied. He activated rocket boots and flew upward, crashing through the ceiling.

"After him!" Joe shouted. The Anti-Polls flew up after him.

Nate shouted to the people inside the building. "Evacuate! Get out as fast as you can!"

The Poller crashed to the top floor. He looked back to see Joe and Nate behind him.

"Get out of here," Nate growled.

"If you say so," the Poller responded, and he tackled Nate right out a window.

Nate and the Poller were free falling. Nate tried to get the Poller's rocket jets to activate. They did, and they careened into a bottom floor of the building, where most of the Anti-Polls were waiting.

"Get him!" Nate shouted.

The Anti-Polls fired at the Poller. He dodged every single attack, even the homing shot that Bender shot.

"This guy's even better than the Alt. Order!" Nate exclaimed.

The Poller extended a baton. It crackled with plasma.

"That design looks familiar..." Nate said.

The Poller tackled Nate. The went rolling across the floor, their Plasma Swords swinging.

Nate saw his chance and swiftly punched the Poller. His mask went flying off.

Nate eye widened when he saw who it was. He couldn't believe it.

"F-Francis?"

Francis glared into Nate's horrified eyes. "That's the Winter Poller to you."

None of the other Anti-Polls saw this reveal. Palette produced an explosive ball of red paint.

"Palette, no!" Nate cried.

Before Palette could throw the ball, Francis plowed into Palette, knocking her across the room.

The paint ball fell out of her hand, falling right into the center of the room. It began to glow.

"Kriff..." groaned Bender.

The paint ball exploded and blew the Anti-Polls and Francis out of the building. They watched as the entire office complex toppled over like a Jenga game.

Joe watched overhead. He realized that it wasn't fully evacuated.

Francis took advantage of the Anti-Polls' horror to make his leave. He snuck into an alleyway where a hover skiff was waiting for him. He rode it up to a Poller airship.

Mission complete.

-

The Council watched the entire thing unfold from a screen in their chamber.

They all looked at each other. Then one of them pushed a button on their console.

"It's time."