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Brendeis Jalvoski awoke on the 21st of September.
It was 5 a.m. In 30 minutes, he would make history.
He got dressed, said goodbye to his family, or at least the ones old enough to know what was going on, packed his illegally owned plasma rifle, and drove into town.          He parked in front of a small building. At least, small on the outside.
In reality, this place was the rebel headquarters of Sector 8. He walked inside, provided his id to a guard, and proceeded to take the elevator down to the bottom floor.
5 other men, shoguns and pistols and hand, met him down there.
"You ready, Commander Jalvoski?" Jalvoski nodded. "Today, we fight."


Many miles away, in the Capital of Joslisonoria, New Pearlsee, and in the Emperor's palace, Taren awoke. 7 a.m. As he got out of bed, he felt something. A nerve, a bad feeling of sorts. "Hmm." He continued on.

After waking up, making coffee and breakfast, and taking a nice walk around the palace gardens, he was called by his assistant, Gar.
"Yes Gar?", asked Taren over the holocomm. "Umm, sir? I think you aught to come to the Capitol building for this one.." Taren nodded. "Sure. I'll come."
After taking the hovercraft over there, he walked in and could immediately tell something important happened.

1 hour before..
Jalvoski and 2,000 other men, all walking in the streets, bore their arms clear as day.
"Hey!", yelled a cop. "Arms are illegal!" Jalvoski rose his rifle and pulled the trigger. Hell broke lose. And the rebellion, had just began.
They all ran out, very specifically. It seemed that this uprising was choreographed very well.
Every cop in sight was attacked. Military men were shot. Eventually, the mob moved on to the capitol of the Sector. And then, they just took it. The entire sector, within the time Taren was even at work.

"So you're telling me, that all of Sector 8 managed to rebel and take the entire freaking island?" "Yes sir," said one Dari Orei II, son of Admiral Orei.
"Oh crap."