Untitled For the Moment

A Civilization 5 Fanfiction

By: Damian Mansfield

A/N: Hello guys. After numerous failed attempts at a solid fic, I feel I can come to the conclusion that I am not made to write xD. This is another try at something new. It's untitled because I don't know what might happen. I will write the title when I finish the fic. The reason why I don't know what might happen is because this a retelling of my next Civ 5 game. If it's 2 chapters long because I get massacred by barbarians, so be it. It's gonna suck. I can already tell. That Mysterious Figure, if you're reading this, I love 6000 Years of War. Love it. Anyway, I'm gonna go power up Civ 5, see you in the next line of text. Which will probably be the story. Bye!

Hello again, telling you my settings real quick. 8 Civs, 16 City-States, Random Leader, Prince Difficulty, Ancient Era, 4 Billion Year Old World, Quick Pace, Terra Map Type, Temperate Temperature, Normal Rainfall, Standard Resources. No Time Victory. Okay. Now it will be story time.

Chapter 1:

January 1st, 4000 BC, Location Unknown, Time Unknown

Deresh Malakav

I wake up in the grass surrounded by people that are similar to me. I have no idea what is going on. The only things I do know how to do is fight, read, write, and speak, and walk. Obviously. We stand up, looking around us. Forests and hills, as well as some grasslands are what greets us. A single man stands out among us. He walks to the head of our group. I sense that he is a leader, from the aura he gives off.

"Information has flooded into me, saying I am to lead you. While I am about as confused as you are, the information I have been given from some holy deity should help me. My name is Darius I, and I lead Persia, I lead you. I am to protect you and cherish you through thick and thin. I am ready to do this. I pledge to protect you, the great Persians, from anyone and anything, for as long as I live!"

His response is loud applause, cheers ringing throughout the forested valley. Suddenly, everyone except for Darius simultaneously clutches their head, doubling over in pain. You are Deresh Malakav of Persia. You are a part of the 1st Warrior Division, scout class. I gasp and look back up. As I do, so do 19 other men. Soon after, five other people lift their heads. Immediately after that, 15 more lift their heads.

Darius smiles knowingly. "I see you have been given information as well. Please make a single-file line, and tell me the information you have been given." People begin forming the line, and I line up near the back.

From my spot in the back I hear five men say they are workers, ten men say they are settlers, five women say they are settlers, nine men say they are scout class warriors, and ten men say they are support class warriors.

I step up and Darius nods for me to begin. "Deresh Malakav of Persia. 1st Warrior Division, scout class." I say, loud enough for all of Persia to hear.

Darius nods and signals for everyone to quiet down. "I want everyone to get into four groups. All settlers in one group, all workers in the second, scout class warriors in the third, and support class warriors in the fourth."

Everyone separates into their respective group, and I find myself in a group of ten. I look around at everyone. They nod and smile at me. I return the gesture.

Darius clears his throat and we look at him. "Now, I want the settlers to explain the schematics for our first city, Persepolis, to the workers, which will then build it. Next I want the scout class warriors to head northwest and report their findings in two days. Thirdly, I want the support class to protect the workers and settlers from any threat, be it wildlife or unknown group of people. Finally, I will oversee the building of our capital, as well as record the information we have down."

Another commotion is heard, and the workers, settlers, and support class warriors begin to talk to each other and I turn to my group. "You heard the man, move out. We can do introductions along the way." We begin to go northwest, and start talking amongst ourselves. I find that the other nine men in my class are named Gervet Kerlin, Fishma Velkui, Benres Hulite, Calien Mestor, Jisten Nereva, Sergas Palanbra, Kelies Redentro, Astal Oiala, Wilnet Vetros, and Elyer Batkas.

We are outfitted with clubs, in case anything attacks. We pass through what seems like endless grasslands until we reach a coastline. We notice fish swimming around in the water close to the surface but that's about it.

Hours of traveling up the coastline and still nothing of interest. "We should set up camp. It is beginning to get dark." Calien suggests. We look up at the sky and see that he is correct. We word our agreement and begin to set up camp. We roll out our beds, which are nothing more then a fur blanket and a pillow on top of a pile of hay.

When we are finished, Benres speaks up. "We should gather some wood and rocks to build a fire, and go hunt for something to eat. I think five of us should do the former, and the other five do the latter."

The plan is good, and I nod. It seems everyone else likes it as well. We split up, me being in the hunting group with Astal, Elyer, Benres, and Kelies. We trek into the nearby forest, looking around for anything edible. After a little while, we find some berries. We gather them and put them into our pouches, and continue onwards. After a half hour, we have about five rabbits and 50 berries to split between ourselves. Astal turns to us.

"Okay guys, let's head back. We have enough for everyone to be able to eat." We begin to head back. It takes about 45 minutes to find our way back to the camp. When we do get back, we see that a small spit roast and fire is in the middle of camp, surrounded by Wilnet, Jisten, Sergas, Fishma, and Gervet sitting on their beds, warming their hands. We sit down on our beds and begin to lay out our findings.

Sergas immediately puts two rabbits on the spit roast, and Wilnet begins dividing up the berries. After about thirty minutes of waiting, Sergas hands the two, now cooked, rabbits to Kelies, who begins to cut them up, dividing the edible and non-edible. Meanwhile, some of the group nibble on berries quietly, occasionally starting up a conversation. Sergas puts two more rabbits on the spit roast, and I turn to the group.

"What do you think they will research first? I personally think it would be a good idea to do mining, because we can hollow out the hills, and get stone to build improved buildings." I pop another berry into my mouth.

"I think pottery is the best option for now. We could build a granary which would produce extra food, so we don't starve. But mining would definitely be my number two option." Astal replies. Everyone splits between pottery and mining, and then Fishma brings up a very good point.

"How did we get this knowledge? Better yet, how did we get here? I don't remember anything, and it's quite weird that 41 people just come out of thin air." Everyone nods their agreement.

"Who knows, maybe it's just some otherworldly being that is bored, and has somehow managed to create a separate dimension, where anything is possible, and it's all a game to him or her." replies Jisten. Everyone stares at him for a few seconds. Then we all burst out laughing.

I wipe a tear away and speak. "That's highly unlikely. Even if it were true- actually, there is no way in hell that's true." Everyone smiles. It seems we are becoming very close, very quickly. Fine by me.

The next two rabbits finish, and Sergas puts on the last one. By now, 4 of us have eaten our fill. Jisten, Gervet, Astal, and Elyer all say their goodnights and head off to sleep. Kelies begins cutting up the next to rabbits. About an hour later, everyone is in bed, either sleeping or drifting. I stare up at the sky, admiring the beautiful stars. One day, I want to go up there. I think to myself, before letting sleep take me.

January 2nd, 4000 BC, Location Unknown, 0726 Hours

The sun begins to rise up over the distant land to the east as I sit on my bed, staring back at where we came from to scout out the land. I look over at the sleeping forms of my comrades and decide that now is the best time to wake them.

"Alright boys, let's get going, we've got some ground to cover!" I shout, loud enough for the whole camp to hear. They begin to stir, and Sergas sits up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. Soon everyone is up, and I continue.

"We should continue to head northwest until noon, and then we should start to head back to Persepolis. Agreed?" Everyone nods, and we start packing up the camp. After ten minutes, we are walking, occasionally stopping at a berry bush for a snack. As we continue, all we see is empty coastline and the occasional berry bush or skittish animal. At noon we turn around and start heading back.

January 2nd, 4000 BC, Persepolis Ground Zero, 2350 Hours

We get back into the valley pretty late, and the only people that are up are the occasional worker or settler, and Darius. I motion for my division to head to sleep and I walk over to Darius. He looks up and smiles. "How was the scouting?" he asks.

"Nothing too interesting, there is coastline an hour or two's walk from here, with some fish here and there. There's also a forest near the coast with some small game and berry bushes, for food. Overall, it's an okay spot to expand towards, but we should scout elsewhere just in case." I reply. "Also, I was wondering what we are going to be researching." I add.

"We are doing mining first. The support class had the wonderful idea that we could create sentry posts in the hills, giving us more vision of the surrounding area, while still getting materials and such. You've done a good job Deresh. Get some rest and get your men back here at 0800 tomorrow." he requests.

I send him a salute and he returns it, and I head off to a place where I can sleep for the night. I find a nice spot in the shade of a tree and lay out my bed. I fall in and look around at Persepolis. There is nothing really there except for the skeleton of a palace, which I am guessing is where Darius will live. I begin to drift and fall asleep with a small smile on my face.

A/N: Well I think that went particularly well. I will post this now and start working on Chapter 2 until 3:00 PM Eastern Time. Then I'll probably begin to watch Puppy Bowl IX. If you were wondering, this is about 1,900 words, and that was two turns. I will be skipping other useless scouts, so next chapter will be sometime a few weeks from where we left off. G'day folks, and may the Ravens have luck in the Harbowl.

-Damian