Date: 02/05/2010
From: Director of Project Blades.
To: Chairman of the Oversight Committee.
In reply to your concerns with Blade unit thirteen, while it is true I used Crey portal technology to place her in her current training environment (see attachment files), I believe I have already explained to you and the comity several times why the target dimension was chosen.
Preliminary reports show it to be the perfect training environment for our agents, if there is an incident, like those seen in project scimitar, the agent will be for lack of a better term “no longer our problem.”
I am aware that there are many “nay sayers” on the Committee, but I would like to remind them that in the end, the final choice lies with the Countess and that none of their whinging or political backstabbing can stop me. Or do I need to remind them what happened to the last fool that tried to interfere with the Countesses orders?
End of message.
- - -
Portal corp.
Peregrine Island.
Seraph swore as he swiped his hero ID through the portal corp. scanner, behind him he could hear his sister sigh, turning he glared at her. “Look, I know with the influx of Praetorian we have to aid Vanguard, but I just wish they wouldn’t call us out of the blue.” He grumbled.
Sera rolled her eyes. “I know you like bitching about stuff, but what’s up your ass this time?”
“I had a date set up with Tish. You know how hard it is to get the house cleared out for that?”
Sera winced slightly. “Shizen.” With two teenagers of her own she knew how hard it was to get a quite night. “Well maybe I can help you, take Gir and Laz out or some crap?”
That got a slight smile from him as the passed another security check. “And what do I owe you for it?”
“Simple, have sex and be less cranky.” She replied with an innocent grin.
Pausing, he turned to her, his jaw hanging as she skipped ahead, giggling slightly.
“Come on Seraph, ever since you started dating Tish, you been less wound up.. and when you started doing it you would be almost relaxed.”
Seraph growled slightly. “And how the hell do you know that?”
“One, I’m your sister. Two, I spent six years riding shotgun in your head and three I’m a psycher, but before you say anything, I didn’t read you mind, you just broadcast that damn loud after you done it. One of the reasons I moved out.”
Shaking his head, feeling a slight blush creep across his face, he knew Sera was right, he just wish she wasn’t talking about it as they passed through security checks.
As they reached the last check point, Sera patted him on the back. “You know I only teas ya cuz I love ya… and you make it so easy.”
Rolling his eyes Seraph grabbed their patrol rosters and sighed, Sera was getting the cushy round, upstairs and in the public eye, while he was stuck patrolling the labs in the sub basement.
Looking over, Sera let out a slight sigh. “Not your night is it?”
He shrugged and turned to head off on his patrol. “On the up side, its probably gonna be a qui-” he was cut off as Sera glared at him.
“Do not evoke Murphy, I don’t want to drag your bony ass to the nearest hospital, got it?”
“Fine, lets just head out and get this over with, kay?”
Nodding Sera headed off to the foyer while he made his way into the bowls of the building.
- - -
Several hours later, Seraph was starting to wish he had invoked Murphy, the place was like a grave at the hour, hall way after hallway of widows showing empty labs. The repetition was almost mind numbingly boring, the only thing keeping him from falling asleep was the thick black tar that was passed off as coffee.
Dropping the cup’o sludge into a nearby trash can, he contemplated hitting up the vending machines for anything better, hopefully they would have something better to drink… or at least wash the taste of the coffee out.
As he was wondering if the vending machine had any soft drinks with out corn syrup, there was a blaring siren over the intercom as red security lights started to flash, forgetting all about the drink, Seraph turned and started running down the corridor, a calm voice calling over the PA
“Warning, incoming portal in lab alpha five, origin unknown. warning, incoming portal in lab alpha five, origin unknown.”
Seraph ran through the halls, only just registering the signs as he bolted past, the PA still blaring.
“Warning, unauthorised personal in lab alpha five. warning-” there was a hiss of static as the PA cut out, causing him to run faster, reaching the lab, he paused and looked over the railing and stoped at the sight on the main floor.
[[(When) Your Middle Name is Danger – Trocadero - Ghosts That Linger. ]
In the centre of the chamber, surrounded by the corpse of several guards stood a hulking brute, it white armor was illuminated by the dying portal behind in and the red security lights, flecks of blood staining its pale surface. Turning its helmeted head, the hellish strobe lights glittering off its gold faceplate, it stared up at up at him. Letting out a brutal growl it leapt up onto the landing, the floor buckling slightly under it mass before standing up to tower over him.
Seraph stepped back and swore as the creature growled and swung at him, flickering blue energy surrounding its fist as it passed inches from his face. With out a second thought he let loose a blast at its chest, the blue white energy slamming it squarely in the chest, causing it to stager back a few steps.
Looking down the figure raised its head and charged, letting out another growl as it slammed him to the floor, the breath being crushed out of him in with what felt like the force of a wrecking ball. The gold faceplate reflecting his own features warped slightly across its curved surface.
Leaning in it grab his neck, a single word hissing out from behind the blank face plate. “Faaatheeerrrr.”
Seraph blinked in shock as it stood up and hauled him off the ground with one hand, its fingers digging into his throat. Struggling he fired off several blast at its face, small crack forming on the helmet. The fingers tighten around his neck, his breath coming in laboured gasps as his vision swam.
A blast of pink light filled his vision as the pressure realised, falling to the ground he saw Sera run in, a second blast of psi energy slamming into the giant causing it to drop him. It turned to her as she swung a blade of ice, grabbing her arm and wrenching her of the ground and delivering a quick punch to her gut, the sound of popping ribs echoed through the room as it spun and threw against the nearest wall.
Seraph watching in horror as she slid to the ground like a broken doll, blood staining her lips as she whimpered in pain, turning to the giant he let out a bellow and charged it, slamming it in the back and standing it staggering. Not even waiting for it to recover, Seraph started punching it in the kidneys and ribs, he knew that if it got a chance to regain its senses it would snap him like a twig.
His tactics seemed to confuse his opponent, like a wasp attacking an elephant. Let out an angry growl it swung both hands down, clipping him slightly and sending him off balance just long enough for it to grab him again, but this time seraph was prepared, as it grabbed his shirt he quickly ducked down, sliding out of it and devilling a quick jab to its knee before rolling back.
Looking around for anything to help him, he spotted smoke starting to roll off Sera, an idea forming in his head. He dodge to one side, bringing a two fisted blow against the giant as he then blasted it, sending it staggering over to Sera. Watching as fire started to flicker along his sister’s body, seraph dived to one side as a fireball consumed Sera, the force of it sending the giant smashing into the opposite wall, leaving a visible crater.
As the fire cleared Sera stood there unharmed, her eyes narrowing as she glared at the giant, with out a word she held out her hand, a blast of psi energy smashing it into the wall again. The wall buckled as the giant slid to the ground, twitching slightly. Turing to seraph she let off a torrent of German swear words before eventually swapping back to English. “What the flying fuck was that all about?”
He knelt by the giant and slowly turned it over, shaking his head slightly. “I have no idea… but I think… I think it called me “father”…”
Sera looked like she was about to ask another question when the rest of security showed up, several burly figures in vanguard armor grabbing the giant and hauling it out while Sera and Seraph where bombarded with questions. After several minutes of questioning they were allowed to leave, the commander sent them home and ordered the portal corp. under lock down till they could figure out what happened.
As Seraph road the ferry back to the main land, one thought kept going through his head… the thing had called him “father”, but why? Was it a kid from an alternate dimension with a grudge to bear? Or did he miss hear it speaking in a different language. Shaking his head he looked over the side and stared at the ocean. What ever it was, he probably find out about it when the shit hit that fan.
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to be continued
From: Director of Project Blades.
To: Chairman of the Oversight Committee.
In reply to your concerns with Blade unit thirteen, while it is true I used Crey portal technology to place her in her current training environment (see attachment files), I believe I have already explained to you and the comity several times why the target dimension was chosen.
Preliminary reports show it to be the perfect training environment for our agents, if there is an incident, like those seen in project scimitar, the agent will be for lack of a better term “no longer our problem.”
I am aware that there are many “nay sayers” on the Committee, but I would like to remind them that in the end, the final choice lies with the Countess and that none of their whinging or political backstabbing can stop me. Or do I need to remind them what happened to the last fool that tried to interfere with the Countesses orders?
End of message.
- - -
Portal corp.
Peregrine Island.
Seraph swore as he swiped his hero ID through the portal corp. scanner, behind him he could hear his sister sigh, turning he glared at her. “Look, I know with the influx of Praetorian we have to aid Vanguard, but I just wish they wouldn’t call us out of the blue.” He grumbled.
Sera rolled her eyes. “I know you like bitching about stuff, but what’s up your ass this time?”
“I had a date set up with Tish. You know how hard it is to get the house cleared out for that?”
Sera winced slightly. “Shizen.” With two teenagers of her own she knew how hard it was to get a quite night. “Well maybe I can help you, take Gir and Laz out or some crap?”
That got a slight smile from him as the passed another security check. “And what do I owe you for it?”
“Simple, have sex and be less cranky.” She replied with an innocent grin.
Pausing, he turned to her, his jaw hanging as she skipped ahead, giggling slightly.
“Come on Seraph, ever since you started dating Tish, you been less wound up.. and when you started doing it you would be almost relaxed.”
Seraph growled slightly. “And how the hell do you know that?”
“One, I’m your sister. Two, I spent six years riding shotgun in your head and three I’m a psycher, but before you say anything, I didn’t read you mind, you just broadcast that damn loud after you done it. One of the reasons I moved out.”
Shaking his head, feeling a slight blush creep across his face, he knew Sera was right, he just wish she wasn’t talking about it as they passed through security checks.
As they reached the last check point, Sera patted him on the back. “You know I only teas ya cuz I love ya… and you make it so easy.”
Rolling his eyes Seraph grabbed their patrol rosters and sighed, Sera was getting the cushy round, upstairs and in the public eye, while he was stuck patrolling the labs in the sub basement.
Looking over, Sera let out a slight sigh. “Not your night is it?”
He shrugged and turned to head off on his patrol. “On the up side, its probably gonna be a qui-” he was cut off as Sera glared at him.
“Do not evoke Murphy, I don’t want to drag your bony ass to the nearest hospital, got it?”
“Fine, lets just head out and get this over with, kay?”
Nodding Sera headed off to the foyer while he made his way into the bowls of the building.
- - -
Several hours later, Seraph was starting to wish he had invoked Murphy, the place was like a grave at the hour, hall way after hallway of widows showing empty labs. The repetition was almost mind numbingly boring, the only thing keeping him from falling asleep was the thick black tar that was passed off as coffee.
Dropping the cup’o sludge into a nearby trash can, he contemplated hitting up the vending machines for anything better, hopefully they would have something better to drink… or at least wash the taste of the coffee out.
As he was wondering if the vending machine had any soft drinks with out corn syrup, there was a blaring siren over the intercom as red security lights started to flash, forgetting all about the drink, Seraph turned and started running down the corridor, a calm voice calling over the PA
“Warning, incoming portal in lab alpha five, origin unknown. warning, incoming portal in lab alpha five, origin unknown.”
Seraph ran through the halls, only just registering the signs as he bolted past, the PA still blaring.
“Warning, unauthorised personal in lab alpha five. warning-” there was a hiss of static as the PA cut out, causing him to run faster, reaching the lab, he paused and looked over the railing and stoped at the sight on the main floor.
[[(When) Your Middle Name is Danger – Trocadero - Ghosts That Linger. ]
In the centre of the chamber, surrounded by the corpse of several guards stood a hulking brute, it white armor was illuminated by the dying portal behind in and the red security lights, flecks of blood staining its pale surface. Turning its helmeted head, the hellish strobe lights glittering off its gold faceplate, it stared up at up at him. Letting out a brutal growl it leapt up onto the landing, the floor buckling slightly under it mass before standing up to tower over him.
Seraph stepped back and swore as the creature growled and swung at him, flickering blue energy surrounding its fist as it passed inches from his face. With out a second thought he let loose a blast at its chest, the blue white energy slamming it squarely in the chest, causing it to stager back a few steps.
Looking down the figure raised its head and charged, letting out another growl as it slammed him to the floor, the breath being crushed out of him in with what felt like the force of a wrecking ball. The gold faceplate reflecting his own features warped slightly across its curved surface.
Leaning in it grab his neck, a single word hissing out from behind the blank face plate. “Faaatheeerrrr.”
Seraph blinked in shock as it stood up and hauled him off the ground with one hand, its fingers digging into his throat. Struggling he fired off several blast at its face, small crack forming on the helmet. The fingers tighten around his neck, his breath coming in laboured gasps as his vision swam.
A blast of pink light filled his vision as the pressure realised, falling to the ground he saw Sera run in, a second blast of psi energy slamming into the giant causing it to drop him. It turned to her as she swung a blade of ice, grabbing her arm and wrenching her of the ground and delivering a quick punch to her gut, the sound of popping ribs echoed through the room as it spun and threw against the nearest wall.
Seraph watching in horror as she slid to the ground like a broken doll, blood staining her lips as she whimpered in pain, turning to the giant he let out a bellow and charged it, slamming it in the back and standing it staggering. Not even waiting for it to recover, Seraph started punching it in the kidneys and ribs, he knew that if it got a chance to regain its senses it would snap him like a twig.
His tactics seemed to confuse his opponent, like a wasp attacking an elephant. Let out an angry growl it swung both hands down, clipping him slightly and sending him off balance just long enough for it to grab him again, but this time seraph was prepared, as it grabbed his shirt he quickly ducked down, sliding out of it and devilling a quick jab to its knee before rolling back.
Looking around for anything to help him, he spotted smoke starting to roll off Sera, an idea forming in his head. He dodge to one side, bringing a two fisted blow against the giant as he then blasted it, sending it staggering over to Sera. Watching as fire started to flicker along his sister’s body, seraph dived to one side as a fireball consumed Sera, the force of it sending the giant smashing into the opposite wall, leaving a visible crater.
As the fire cleared Sera stood there unharmed, her eyes narrowing as she glared at the giant, with out a word she held out her hand, a blast of psi energy smashing it into the wall again. The wall buckled as the giant slid to the ground, twitching slightly. Turing to seraph she let off a torrent of German swear words before eventually swapping back to English. “What the flying fuck was that all about?”
He knelt by the giant and slowly turned it over, shaking his head slightly. “I have no idea… but I think… I think it called me “father”…”
Sera looked like she was about to ask another question when the rest of security showed up, several burly figures in vanguard armor grabbing the giant and hauling it out while Sera and Seraph where bombarded with questions. After several minutes of questioning they were allowed to leave, the commander sent them home and ordered the portal corp. under lock down till they could figure out what happened.
As Seraph road the ferry back to the main land, one thought kept going through his head… the thing had called him “father”, but why? Was it a kid from an alternate dimension with a grudge to bear? Or did he miss hear it speaking in a different language. Shaking his head he looked over the side and stared at the ocean. What ever it was, he probably find out about it when the shit hit that fan.
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to be continued