History of the War:
There has been a war going on. A fight against an invading army. The enemies are the small Myrmidon warriors, the fighting colony which has settled down recently on our territory, in an attempt to claim it as their own. Had they acted peacefully, the taxpaying landowners may have let them stay, unnoticed, but the foul creatures took it upon themselves to raid the country. This has turned into an all-out war, and we are determined to win.
The Myrmidon's first mistake was to attack my Principality. They succeeded in marching unnoticed while in my room, but once I caught on to their presence I was a ruthless defender. After utilizing a poisonous gas, their tiny, insect bodies were left, dead on the carpet. The Queen and King of the territory weren't even notified of the invader's existence.
However, they second wave of soldiers made it apparent that these invaders weren't as passive as others. They found new places to crawl through from, and sneaked out under cover of darkness to reclaimed their lost ground. their second mistake here was making themselves more obvious. In the countryside, outside of the Castle home, lines and lines of workers and soldiers crawled back and forth along cracks in the pavement. Anyone walking outside would notice them. After asking my father, the King, for help, I managed to gas out all the ants visible, bothering not to clean up their dead bodies.
This was when the Myrmidons got upset. In a third offensive wave, they scouted out anything and everything to use against me, even hiding out in my backpack to attack me at school (which kind of failed, as they all got lost and confused, being so far away from their superorganism queen). This is when I stepped out of my previously defensive role.
News from the Front:
Yesterday, I cleared the battlefield of anything the enemies could use to hide behind, or in. After the room was entirely cleaned out, and the victims of the previous battles cleaned up, we sent a Trojan Horse to the creatures, a peace offering as it were of poisoned food. The poison is slow acting, so that the Myrmidon has enough time to take it to his queen before he dies. How quickly the invaders will catch on, we can not know. Until we know for certain that they are gone, we must remain vigilant.
As I drifted off to sleep last night, our Queen Landowner woke me up to tell me the enemies had taked the bait. However, this morning they were all gone. Now we wait....
