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Post by niko on Apr 13, 2009 23:10:18 GMT -5
Reaper lead the group to the storage hanger where the missing apocalypse stones were supposedly held. There they came across a unexpected sight. Sector 6 operatives in there black tactical gear and masks snooping around. There leader saw Reaper and demanded his roster number and security clearance.
Reaper said them back from memory and the captain relaxed. "I dont ever remember you...... strange. I must get my memory checked by the scientists. I might be suffeering early brain cell degeneration"
The captain went back through the hanger door. Reaper was quick to take his place in the doorway and held up a black goved hand to shake his head. "Sector 6 personal only. Conduct your reasearch elswhere I will catch up when" He paushed to look behind him. "The other leave"
When Jack Kit and Tristan started to leave he said after kit with a laugh. "Dont get in any trouble while I'm gone" Tristan was a boy to speak his mind freely so in this event he said. "I cant put my finger on it but Reaper reminds me of someone. The other operatives did not seem to recognize him either" His thinking was put at ease when they came across a old security station.
Tristan was quick to sit in the swivel chair and blew dust off the old security monitors. "Okey. Lets see what she has got for us" The monitors hummed slowly but exploded in sparks. Tristan barely had time to shield his face from the hot berage. Standing Up tristan straightened his tie. "Well so much for plan A. Mr Jack, do you have any scanners on you?
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Post by Mai on Apr 14, 2009 6:09:12 GMT -5
No, no not Mr. Captain. Eitehr just Jack, or Captain Jack.
He told him, almost looking a little concerned at first, before pulling the sleeve of his military coat up, flipping open the cover on his wristband and tapping a few buttons.
Well, they're all in one place. Follow me.
He replied, using his watch as a map to what they were searching for. It didn't take very long long and he whistled long and low.
Well, I've never seen anything like that before. Of course, this place is nowhere near a rift, either, which would explain that. No rift to come through, so it wouldn't end up coming out of the Cardiff rift.
Yeah, well, I doubt they were stored here originally. Someone was planning on blowing this place up. They're always stored in vaults, with thick enough walls that won't crack if they do explode. This place is incredibly inadequate. But at least they didn't go far. We wait here for Reaper, see if he knows where the vault is. Then we bring them back.
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Post by niko on Apr 14, 2009 10:02:13 GMT -5
Tristan followed Jack until they went through a thin sheeted metal door appearing in another hanger full of wooden boxes. Some were decayed and apocalypse stones had fallen out to lie on the floor. Other boxes were open to show some had been removed.
Tristan walked over to the open box and held his palms over them and closed his eyes. "Its hazy but I think I can pick up a image. Draca, hmmm, there armored but I cant see the design." He closed his eyes. "Probably Valkries Tristan wandered off a little to look around more until he waved everyone over.
He said nervously as everyone looked in the box to see the explosives with a blinking red light. "So um, Anyone know how to defuse a bomb?"
It was then that Reaper came walking into the room with his rifle up. He cleared high and low and lowered the rifle as he saw the others. He walked over and was about to say the others left when he saw the bomb. Slinging the rifle behind his back Reaper took off his gloves and started to unscrew a plate off the device.
"A V2. Whoever put this here were ameteurs" It only took a second and Reaper was done after cutting a wire. There was a loud beep and Reaper looked to find another bomb carefully placed and hidden among some other crates with a visible countdown. His smiled and said. "Clever girls...."
he seemed to know that draca valkries had done this. He stood up calmly and pointed to the hanger door leading out to the runway of the old airforce base. "I suggest we leave."
Reaper took the lead and pressed the shutter door opener but there was no power to it. he pulled out a block of C4 from his backpack and stuck it to the door and plopped a det cord into it.
"Fire in the hole!" He yelled as he triggered the det cord. With a loud bang a doorway was made and they ran through the hole in the shutters. Running Tristan and reaper dove to the ground as the hanger went up in fire sending a mushroom cloud of smoke to the air.
Reaper got up and tossed a red smoke grenade onto the cracked airplain tarmac. "God I love my job" He said. As a black helicopter that made no sound came to land.
For now they would return to HQ and figure out a plan of action. Kit was probably going to have to go alone on this one. Draca culture was not leniate with outsiders. Especially male ones.
It was decided that Kit would go alone and undercover. She would have to find a cover job and find out just why the Valkries took the stones and where they were being held. She would learn much about here people. And not anything good. It became obvously clear the men of her kind had no rights as soon as she arrived in the city. Laborers that were nothing but bones were working on a construction site with female overseers.
Even buildings like stores, schools, and librarys had signs that said no men. A old draca male with the body paint of a great war veteran lieing on the side of the streets held up a claw to ask. "May I have some food please?"
A valkrie in armor came by to land and chastice him. "What are you doing harrasing her?" She demanded. Seeing his body paint markings she sighed. "A great war veteran? I thought we killed you all. Okey your coming with me" She forced the old one up and dragged him off.
A young female standing not far from Kit shook her head. "They started uethenizing the old and the great war veterans a month ago. They say they kill them painlessly. But I dont think so
She turned to Kit to give her full attention. "ive never seen you here before. And you have no body paint markings. You need a job?"
"Most of them have been taken but there are ones open on the training base. They need surrogate mothers to train and teach the child soldiers" This could work in her favor. The valkries were affiliated with the military and they took the stones.
The paperwork at the job office took little time and soon kit was painted with the markings of her duty and station. Taken on base she was braught to the courtyard by a more senior surrogate mother and trainer.
The little hatchlings in armor were all standing in formation when the trainer told kit. "this is training group bravo. You will train and mother them. There in there growth spurt stage so they will mature into adults quickly.
She called out to the armored youths. "Why is the sky blue?" They yelled back. "Because god loves the infantry" She called out again. "What makes the green grass grow?" They youths hollered back and ended in a roar. "Blood! Blood! Blood makes the green grass grow! RAA!
She mumbled to kit. "isent it a buetiful sight. Magnifent arnt they? Emotionless, loyal, lethal. Just remember you can be motherly. But deprive them of love as well. It is what makes them killers. And our people pride ourselfs in our male warriors.
She said loudly to the hathclings now. "Okey you little nut slappers! This is your mother and trainer! She will make you into killers!" They all let out a motivated grunt. The senior trainer ended with saying. "If I come back and find out you are giving her any trouble I will rip your heads off" She turned to Kit. "There all yours" With that she left to her training group who were in the adolecent stage of there growth spurts. The draca leaderships idea of motherly love and guidance was... different.
All the armored male hatchlings stood in perfect formation and motionless just watching Kit. Probably expecting her to yell at them or give an order.
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Post by niko on Apr 14, 2009 12:34:35 GMT -5
The silence continued until the group of youths sensed Kits inexperience and decided to do what they wanted. Slowly they started to wander off until a nearby trainer came in and snapped at the air with her jaws in loud clacks.
"Were are you little bastards going!? Get back in formation!" Quickly the group went back to where they were. She went over to Kit. "First time on the job? Listen. Grab these little punks by the balls and make them do what you say. Figurativly mind you. The last trainer we had took what I said too seroisly.
"You see if you seem weak they will walk all over you. You are the alpha. The leader of the hunt. Do you have a training schedule? No? Figures the higher ups did not give you one. Here take mine"
The first thing on the training schedule was the obstacle course. Taking the group there they did it without having to be told and were quickly done.
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Post by Mai on Apr 14, 2009 14:46:05 GMT -5
Kit followed the schedule for the day, not entirely approving of it all, but she knew that if she showed too much defiance, or even leniency, then her cover would quite quickly be blown. She said little, but the younger ones she was training quickly learnt it wasn't because she was weaker. One of them had even tried to attack her, only to be quickly and efficiently pinned. Better than any of them had seen in a while, especially from a female. She smiled softly as their eyes widened. She had no more problems from them again.
It was a few days later, and, while they were in the solitary ground meant for hunting practice, she noticed no others were around. She called in a change of schedule, of her own resolve. They had battle practice, yes, but it was far different than learning through experience. She called them in groups of three to attack her. Each group quickly found no choice but to surrender, and she shook her head.
You follow your moves as they have been taught. No battle ever goes as planned. Learn to adapt to situations. If you suddenly find ourself overwhelmed, use the slightest movements to avoid a dual attack, and if you're lucky they'll run into each other, taking out two at once. Try again, and think outside the box a bit. Follow routine too strictly and you'll never make it through life.
They did much better, though they still failed to take her down. She continued these practices whenever her group was entirely alone, and just a week in they were already beginning to catch on. They began doing the same in battle practices, even with others watching, and a few f the clever ones came up with different moves, which they taught to the rest of them when there was a chance. It was clear something was different about how they were being taught, but Kit left no obvious traces of their deviations to the schedule.
She was in the homing area for the trainers one evening, her charges in their own housing facility, and relaxing with the other trainers. Not all of them were bad, they simple knew nothing else besides what they did, how they acted. Many were born after the Valkyries had taken charge. Kit had made quite a few friends, and had bee slowly milking bits and pieces of information out of them, careful never to ask the questions too often, or to the same draca that had been around when she asked the others. It was coming together as fragments, but she had compiled enough to send to Tristan later, when she got the chance, so he could start sorting through it and find out what was pertinent.
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Post by niko on Apr 15, 2009 0:33:56 GMT -5
Kits coworkers indeed liked her. Mostly for her personality but as of late they could not help but notice how much better her training group was doing then theres. And they were more experienced. In the end the others just praised kit as being a 'natural'
Right now the coversation was about a missing soldier from the last week near there graduation when they were in the adult phase. "Methanas training group lost someone today. She had them outside the city walls doing airial flight manuevers when a amazon lured one away with there damn elixers." Another asked. "Well? What happened to the young man?"
The trainer repyed. "They found the poor guy floating down the river with his throat ripped out. There getting bolder. First they gave there hopes up with false promises. Then they start luring them away. Word has even come of possible raids'
The other snorted. "Well they would not be so desperate for breeding males if they just gave in to the valkries rules. And what is up with them killing the men they kidnap? I mean not giving men rights is one thing. But killing them when your done using them? Bararic heathens.
They all nodded in agreement and one said to kit. "See the notice on the board. You have to sleep with the younglings tonight unfortunatly. The valkries say there might be a amazon raid tonight. They will take the older males but your young ones they will kill"
A sarcastic voice sounded from somwhere in the back. "not that it matters. They kill all of them eventually. Its getting late. I'm going to guard my boys"
Kits little ones were all piled up on eachother in there housing that was clearly not to standard. A youth bit his neibors kneck when he moved around. The kid obviously did not like getting woken up. Lying down on the opposite side of the room to sleep Kit would find it actually quite cold that night. But a brave youth with a dirty looking teddybear in his mouth got bold enough to lie against Kit for warmth. The others noticed he did not get his ass beat or yelled at so they to got up to stay warm from there adult trainers inner flame. Soon kit was covered in a living blanket.
how much time passed in her sleep was not known but a siran sounded loudly. The hatchlings all fell off Kit as she stood up. The same one that bit his neibor ealier bit her in the leg.
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Post by Mai on Apr 15, 2009 6:06:16 GMT -5
She pried his jaws loose and gathered them together with a few flaps of her wings.
Stay quiet and still, boys. Make a sound and we'll draw their attention.
Gathering them under her wings as she stayed standing, she focused on putting up an invisible protective shield. It was strong, nothing would be able to get in until it fell. But, then again, if one of her boys stumbled out they wouldn't be able to rejoin the group either. The one reason it was so powerful was to block the smells of whatever elixirs the Amazons might be wearing tonight.
She heard one of them growling softly, wanting to go out and fight and she craned her head to look at him. His growl died in his throat, and she softly reprimanded him, while giving the whole group sound advice. She did so mentally, to avoid being heard.
Tonight, it is not cowardice if we do not fight. It is self-preservation. We must choose our fights wisely, or else risk our death against odds we cannot beat.
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Post by niko on Apr 15, 2009 11:36:43 GMT -5
The little ones took her advice but were not happy about it. They were taught that death in battle was the most glorious thing they could ever attain.
The door creaked open and a amazon peaked in to see the protective guardian. Instead of going in she just pulled out a toy with bells and jingled it in view in hopes of coexing a child to her.
A very dispicable act indeed. The more cuirous and playful of the youths watched the display with intrest but kept close to there guardian. There was some more noise outside and the amazon slowly pulled herself out.
It would be another hour before the all clear was sounded. All the trainers were called to the meeting area where it was learned that two adolecents were the only ones missing. From all acounts they were said to be extremly stupid and naive so it was of no real suprise. A search party was put together to find them.
The two armored lads were tied down in a sandy spot while the amazons were busy drawing a glype design around them in the sand. One of them said to his friend. "Graz, you think they will have there way with us?" Graz replied. "Uh.... yeah' The other said. "Cool" Graz was not so happy. "Shutup butthole. Its not cool. I'm not sure yet. But I'm starting to think it sucks" Indeed they were not the sharpest tools in the shed.
Whatever pagen ceromony the amazons were doing it would end in there deaths. The priestess of the group came over to start chanting some strange language and splashing some paint on them from a bowl. The assistant started to try and remove there training armor but there were so many straps and latches she was just getting confused. The time the armor took up in the end would save there lives.
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Post by Mai on Apr 15, 2009 17:28:59 GMT -5
Kit came flying in just as the armor was about to be removed. The fastest of the crew, because she had refused the wear armor. They had thought it foolish she was not wearing armor, but she simply said it would give her an agility advantage that could be extremely useful. They had agreed to let her do so.
Before they had time to react, her teeth were around an amazon's neck, pulling the female away from the armor straps. With just a slight spurt of magic, the straps were redone and the chains were being strained. Biting harder, the female's windpipe was punctured and Kit focused entirely on breaking the chains, using both magic and claws. When they were loose, she bunted the young males out. The other Valkyries were arriving by this point and, with the battle raging around them and the Amazons distracted by the attack, Kit chased the young ones back toward home, as they had told her she must do, since she did not wear armor.
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Post by niko on Apr 17, 2009 13:15:18 GMT -5
As there bindings broke away the two youths called out as Kit attacked a amazon. 'Wicked!" Graz shoulder butted his friend. "I gots my mony on her" In reference to Kit winning.
As they were hearded away the two youths high fived eachother. "Did you see that S" He shutup quickly as his guardian appeared in time to smack his snout like a master would a bad dog. "No swearing!" she ordered and took things from there.
Reaper was off doing his own bussiness elswhere and was running through a field of tall grass that reached as high up to his head. A attack helicopter was straffing the field with guns and rockets while all the while poor Reaper was running for his life.
Having had enough of it Reaper turned around and dropped a black case to open it. Inside was a rocket pod. A single use weapon. So Reaper took careful aim to make sure his shot counted. As the helicopter came in fast firing its weapons reaper shot off the rocket laucher and nailed the bird sedning it crashing to the ground.
His cell phone rang and Reaper answered. "Yes, things are going to plan. The NSA does not know I work for you" he ended the call and prepared to put it away before it started to ring again. Answering the phone Reaper said. "Yes Director. No Sector 6 does not know I work for you. As far as there concerned I'm just enother operative. No Agent Kit has no caught on as to who I am. What? So my last mission pinpointed the stolen cache of stones. You have got to be kidding me? The emperor himself? That ass just wants someone else to carry on his legacy. He does not want to be king and national hero all at once. Fine. Just leave the damn medal on my desk. After this I need some serios R&R
Reaper was playing the double agent. A very dangerous game indeed. But eventually the mysterious double agent would have to plant his flag and choose a side.
He let the smoking disposible single shot rocket laucher roll off his shoulder and crossed his arms to look at the burning wreckage that started to set the grass field on fire. "A heros work is never done"
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Post by niko on Apr 17, 2009 22:42:50 GMT -5
When Kit got back she would overhear some talk about how pissed the valkries were because the imperial NSA raided a warehouse were they were keeping something important.
Someone else seemed to have done the work for Kit while she was stuck here playing babysitter and drill sargeant. How irritating.
Seeing as she could not just up and leave since it would cause supition Kit would have to stay a couple more days at least until they found someone else to replace her.
Hanging out with her coworkers in there own personal lounge Kit was about to see a familiar face. Ol Atakai who went missing was back in his suit and shaking hands with Emperor Vinnie and recieving a medal.
A coworker pointed. "hey I know him! Thats a breeder from the ocana brood that was sent to maelstrom prison. Heh. At least he is of some use now" Another started to leave. "No kidding.... damn traitor. He should have died in prison"
Well at the moment he sure wasent considered a traitor as the King and now former national hero declared Atakai one for preventing 'supposed' rebel cells from starting a nuclear war.
A valkrie walked in to see Atakai on the TV. "Well I'll be. Its my babys daddy. Whats up with him?" She asked. A trainer answered. "The emperor made him national hero for preventing some so called rebel war"
The Valkrie sat in thought. "hero eh? Well I guess its time to start mooching" Use the old guilt trip to milk him of all I can"
So she intended to use Atakais kid as a lever to get whatever she wanted. Unfair considering Atakai had no choice in the child.
She went over to a mirro and started to make sure her paint and armor all looked nice. "On second thought I think I will just trick him into taking me as his mate. Not only do I get a boy toy but the perks of being with a hero. It cant be to hard. Men are so easily manipulated"
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Post by Mai on Apr 18, 2009 8:19:42 GMT -5
Kit so as to continue blending in, wishing the Valkyrie a soft 'good luck', before wandering closer. As soon as she was close enough to call out mentally, she did.
Long time no see, stranger. Don't treat me as if you know me, I'm undercover. I'll be out in a few days, if I can manage it.
She knew he would recognize her voice , as so didn't bother to do much else that stick within a radius where he could reply. She was distracted for a few moments, though, as one of her charges came running up.
I heard you're thinking about moving to the Draca city.
She nodded--That was her cover, she had said she had a female family member who required assistance in her older age. It wouldn't have worked if she had said father, but as soon as she mentioned the word mother, they had almost instantly said they would see about finding a replacement.
She glanced up before she felt the smaller head butt against her leg. She looked down into pleading eyes.
Don't go! We need you here! No one else will let us do anything other than the routine schedule. You change it when no one's looking. We want you to stay! Please!
Kit would be torn--Her work, in which she was much happier, or life here, training young male draca only to send them to their deaths and watch them be abused by the Valkyrie. Even though it broke her heart to just leave her group like this, as she had become attached, she sighed.
I must. I'm sorry.
But for the rest of the evening, even if her and Atakai managed to talk, she would be distracted by the thoughts that she was letting her trainees down, similar to the feelings of a mother when her child leaves the nest. Except she was the one doing the leaving, and it made it all that much worse.
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Post by niko on Apr 19, 2009 13:35:43 GMT -5
Time went by and eventually Kit would be free from her undercover dutys. Atakai told her how him and the other agents went undercover by the Directors request with there deaths as a cover story. But what he did not tell her was how he was a double agent also working for Sector 6.
The valkrie whom had told kit of her plans unfortunatly put them into effect. While Kit and Atakai split up for a four day vacation he came back with a new girlfriend who he introduced. The valkrie in her human form.
"hey kit!" He called out. "How was your vacation time? Mine was great." He introduced his new girlfriend who was in a very scadalous black dress with a slit down the side so she could stick out a revealing leg.
"This is Natasha. Met her at a beach resort" Natasha shook Kits hand. "Oh Atakai has told me alot about you but he never told me you were flat chested. How cute" Atakai scratched at an eyebrow in embarrasement. He had the feeling Kit and natasha would erupt into a fight over that comment. Not that he would regret seeing two hot chicks fighting it out. Since they were in there favorite bar Atakai said. "You two can get more aquinted. I'm going to get us some drinks"
So the two of them were alone now. Natasha looked at Kits suit and laughed. "Darling. That suit does not look good on you. I almost mistook you for a man" She turned her head away from Kit. "Atakai always talks about you. With a quiet respect and awe. I was surprised at first he made no attempt to move on you but now I am not so suprised. He is my man now. So I dont want to see you talking to him outside of bussiness starting now" She was implying for Kit to leave.
This valkrie that was playing Atakai really was a bitch.
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Post by Mai on Apr 19, 2009 16:13:10 GMT -5
Kit simply shook her head and laughed. Natasha hadn't even recognized her. Maybe someday she would realize Kit had been the one who had appeared and disappeared from the Valkyrie's base.
She wandered over to the bar, sliding up on a stool, and spun it around to look at Atakai's girlfriend.
Are you honestly so insecure that you don't want me to hang around my friend?
She asked, not hiding the fact that she didn't particularly like Natasha. Of course, the opportunity for her to realize who Kit was was fast approaching. Kit had, even undercover, often told stories of Jack. Harmless, but it had entertained the Valkyries to no end.
Hands covered her eyes, not calloused in the least. Automatic healing in a body kept them smooth and soft.
Guess who?
No one else I know does that Jack. Honestly.
She peeled his hands off, planning on turning slightly only to find him hanging his face over her shoulder, playful grin on his face.
Oh, but you love me anyway!
Not like I can't. Your pheromones make it near impossible for anyone to hate you.
Ah, the charms of the 51st century!
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Post by niko on Apr 19, 2009 22:28:22 GMT -5
Natasha said nothing to Kit as he pretty much told her who she was. natasha got up as Atakai came back with the drinks. "A apple martini. How thoughtful" Atakai gave her a kiss and smiled. 'You know I spoil you" Natasha used that moment to try and leave.
"How about we go to your place" Atakai was naive as hell and did not catch on. "But we only just got here? I want to hang out with my friends for a bit" She straightened his tie and rubbed her knee up and down the inside of his leg. "What about now?" Atakai was quick to decided. "Screw them" With that he left with her.
Tristan walked in just as Atakai was leaving and turned around to take a quick look at natasha's ass. He wistled and went over to sit down with Kit and Jack. "Wow, whats up with Atakai being with her?" He shook his head and looked out the window as the two passed by the window.
"Lucky bastard" he mumbled. "Ah well. He should be hanging around real women anyway" Once again somebody implied Kit was not a real women. She must have realized at that point that her tomboyish ways were doing her now favors.
Tristan took a beer and started to drink when he realized the look he was getting from Kit. "Um, no offence ment. I was just saying that Atakai should" He stopped as he could not think of anything else. "Yeah I'll shut up now"
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