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Agent Horseman
Putting it simply, this is going to be the deadliest mission any of us have been on. And we have a week to prepare.
The headless man spoke, his body pacing back and forth. The training room began to morph, and soon the group stood in a simulated swamp.
We are heading out into the sticks, couple miles north of New Orleans. Our enemies, BITE, have been stealing artifacts throughout the world from various locations around the world. They are using the Telldara Tribe to accomplish their goal. They have an HQ somewhere in an area like this.
He motioned around himself.
A team was sent in a few weeks ago. They went into a darkzone, and haven't been back since. Our mission to to head into the darkzone, find the artifacts and silence the Telldara Warlord.
Quick question, whats a darkzone?
The recruit interrupted, raising his hand and looked around at the surrounding FANG members, each looking at him like he was stupid, especially Alistair. The headless man gave a sigh and spoke in a calm voice.
A darkzone is a place were our comlinks don't reach HQ and any form of teleportation magic doesn't work.
Bloody hell, you are stupid aren't you?
Alistair jumped in, a dumbfound look on his face as he stared at the recruit. Before the new blood could respond, Agent H jumped back in.
Can it Alistair. Speak to him after i'm done with the briefing.
Now, as I was saying; We expect heavy supernatural resistance, including Reptilians, Gargoyles, vampires, wolves, hell hounds, and even a dragon or two. The list goes on, but I think you get the idea.
A figure began to digitally form next too Agent H, and a man in a sharp dressed suit with a smirk appeared on his face. He held a hungry look in his eyes as his smirk turned too a wolfish grin. As Agent H looked over his team, he saw Red tense up recognizing this man.
As many of you know, this is Thomas Wolf, aka the Big Bad Wolf or BB for short. He has been increasing his activity within the BITE organization, though his motives are unknown. He is a deadly foe, killing dozens of FANG members by himself. Through the data we have gathered, he has three forms; the first is as you see here. Nothing too special. The second.
He motioned towards the illusion, as the suit started to rip, his body growing and twisting, a look of pain on his face as his teeth were replaced with fangs, his hands with claws, and his skin with fur.
His second is dangerous, don't attempt to fight him alone.
Finally, the wolf-man gave a cry of pain and howled, a look of savagness growing more in his eyes. Suddenly, the 6'3 standing werewolf started to morph, and grow more, dropping to all fours.
His final form. No matter how many of us there are, don't engage. Fall back and regroup.
A few of the FANG members shifted uncomfortably as the monster seemed too look around at them. The image disappeared as quick as it formed, and it was replaced with a muscular, sly man wielding a sword, and a mask covering half his face.
Masahiro Kitagawa, a Jikininki, also know as a corpse eating spirit.
He his just as dangerous as the wolf, while BB uses brute strength and savageness, Masahrio uses speed, reflexes, and stealth. He is much stronger, fast, and lighter on his feet than a normal person, and what may be even more deadly, his spirit form. He could be hiding anywhere in this form, and by the team you realize he is there, his blade will be in you.
The figure silently disappeared.
Now, everyone partner up. We have training to do before next week.
Thomas Wolf
Wolf was uncomfortable in the swamp, as he silently strode towards a fort-like mansion in the middle of the marsh. He received glares from various monsters, mostly from vampires and reptilians, though even the stony gargoyles turned their gazes too him. As he climbed the stairs that led to the front doors, they opened up, two ugly ogres holding the massive doors opening. Smiling and giving them a nod, each grunted and stared at him.
Walking into the room, he spotted a familiar face, leaning against the staircase railing.
Masahiro! How have you been old friend!
Lets go.
Seems we will be working together again! This outta be a raging good time Eh'?
Sss-hut it Wolf.
A voice said atop the stairs, a tall, scaly reptilian stood, wielding a large polearm. One in was a hammer, the other a blade.
And I suppose this cheerful gentleman is the one who hired us?
I didn't have a choice of who I could hire. I sssure as hell wouldn't have hired anyone like you.
I'm assuming this has a link to the stares I've been getting?
Itsss no sssecret what happened lassst time you were hired to guard a compound.
Look, I can't control the Big Bad Wolf sometimes. Especially when I'm peckish. Speaking of, I was promised snacks?
Drake Forester
Oh no you don't Red.
How come? I wanted to show freshmeat here some pointers.
Oh come on H, I almost landed a blow on you! I think I can handle Little Bo Peep.
Last time Red sparred with a recruit he ended up in a bed for three weeks. Red, your partnering with Diana.
What about me?
Alistair, come here.
Shit.
The intelligent mage/librarian/professor or whatever the hell he is strode over to Drake.
Why must I partner with this neanderthal?
Hey!
Because, you two have the least combat training out of everyone here. Besides, I don't want to scare the poor boy off.
Everyone was paired up, and awaited instructions from their headless boss. Agent H looked over all the pairs.
Alistair and Drake
Mcleod and Celto
Red and Diana
The Horseman and Syrene
Finally Villo stood alone, a questioning look appearing on her face.
And what of me? You expect me to train alone?
Not at all.
Agent H said, motioning to the tenth, and final person entering room.
Everyone meet Setsuko Hanazawa, our Banshee. Now, you all will have exactly one hour to practice on anything you want too as a pair. After that hour is up, we will run through a simulation.
Putting it simply, this is going to be the deadliest mission any of us have been on. And we have a week to prepare.
The headless man spoke, his body pacing back and forth. The training room began to morph, and soon the group stood in a simulated swamp.
We are heading out into the sticks, couple miles north of New Orleans. Our enemies, BITE, have been stealing artifacts throughout the world from various locations around the world. They are using the Telldara Tribe to accomplish their goal. They have an HQ somewhere in an area like this.
He motioned around himself.
A team was sent in a few weeks ago. They went into a darkzone, and haven't been back since. Our mission to to head into the darkzone, find the artifacts and silence the Telldara Warlord.
Quick question, whats a darkzone?
The recruit interrupted, raising his hand and looked around at the surrounding FANG members, each looking at him like he was stupid, especially Alistair. The headless man gave a sigh and spoke in a calm voice.
A darkzone is a place were our comlinks don't reach HQ and any form of teleportation magic doesn't work.
Bloody hell, you are stupid aren't you?
Alistair jumped in, a dumbfound look on his face as he stared at the recruit. Before the new blood could respond, Agent H jumped back in.
Can it Alistair. Speak to him after i'm done with the briefing.
Now, as I was saying; We expect heavy supernatural resistance, including Reptilians, Gargoyles, vampires, wolves, hell hounds, and even a dragon or two. The list goes on, but I think you get the idea.
A figure began to digitally form next too Agent H, and a man in a sharp dressed suit with a smirk appeared on his face. He held a hungry look in his eyes as his smirk turned too a wolfish grin. As Agent H looked over his team, he saw Red tense up recognizing this man.
As many of you know, this is Thomas Wolf, aka the Big Bad Wolf or BB for short. He has been increasing his activity within the BITE organization, though his motives are unknown. He is a deadly foe, killing dozens of FANG members by himself. Through the data we have gathered, he has three forms; the first is as you see here. Nothing too special. The second.
He motioned towards the illusion, as the suit started to rip, his body growing and twisting, a look of pain on his face as his teeth were replaced with fangs, his hands with claws, and his skin with fur.
His second is dangerous, don't attempt to fight him alone.
Finally, the wolf-man gave a cry of pain and howled, a look of savagness growing more in his eyes. Suddenly, the 6'3 standing werewolf started to morph, and grow more, dropping to all fours.
His final form. No matter how many of us there are, don't engage. Fall back and regroup.
A few of the FANG members shifted uncomfortably as the monster seemed too look around at them. The image disappeared as quick as it formed, and it was replaced with a muscular, sly man wielding a sword, and a mask covering half his face.
Masahiro Kitagawa, a Jikininki, also know as a corpse eating spirit.
He his just as dangerous as the wolf, while BB uses brute strength and savageness, Masahrio uses speed, reflexes, and stealth. He is much stronger, fast, and lighter on his feet than a normal person, and what may be even more deadly, his spirit form. He could be hiding anywhere in this form, and by the team you realize he is there, his blade will be in you.
The figure silently disappeared.
Now, everyone partner up. We have training to do before next week.
Thomas Wolf
Wolf was uncomfortable in the swamp, as he silently strode towards a fort-like mansion in the middle of the marsh. He received glares from various monsters, mostly from vampires and reptilians, though even the stony gargoyles turned their gazes too him. As he climbed the stairs that led to the front doors, they opened up, two ugly ogres holding the massive doors opening. Smiling and giving them a nod, each grunted and stared at him.
Walking into the room, he spotted a familiar face, leaning against the staircase railing.
Masahiro! How have you been old friend!
Lets go.
Seems we will be working together again! This outta be a raging good time Eh'?
Sss-hut it Wolf.
A voice said atop the stairs, a tall, scaly reptilian stood, wielding a large polearm. One in was a hammer, the other a blade.
And I suppose this cheerful gentleman is the one who hired us?
I didn't have a choice of who I could hire. I sssure as hell wouldn't have hired anyone like you.
I'm assuming this has a link to the stares I've been getting?
Itsss no sssecret what happened lassst time you were hired to guard a compound.
Look, I can't control the Big Bad Wolf sometimes. Especially when I'm peckish. Speaking of, I was promised snacks?
Drake Forester
Oh no you don't Red.
How come? I wanted to show freshmeat here some pointers.
Oh come on H, I almost landed a blow on you! I think I can handle Little Bo Peep.
Last time Red sparred with a recruit he ended up in a bed for three weeks. Red, your partnering with Diana.
What about me?
Alistair, come here.
Shit.
The intelligent mage/librarian/professor or whatever the hell he is strode over to Drake.
Why must I partner with this neanderthal?
Hey!
Because, you two have the least combat training out of everyone here. Besides, I don't want to scare the poor boy off.
Everyone was paired up, and awaited instructions from their headless boss. Agent H looked over all the pairs.
Alistair and Drake
Mcleod and Celto
Red and Diana
The Horseman and Syrene
Finally Villo stood alone, a questioning look appearing on her face.
And what of me? You expect me to train alone?
Not at all.
Agent H said, motioning to the tenth, and final person entering room.
Everyone meet Setsuko Hanazawa, our Banshee. Now, you all will have exactly one hour to practice on anything you want too as a pair. After that hour is up, we will run through a simulation.