Author's Note: This is different from my other story, it centers around my basic character being a hybrid. Please read and review. I'm not abandoning my other story mind you.
"How many times do I have to tell you," Michael Harrigan exclaimed. "Women don't deserve scientific status."
"I understand your anger," General Jackson sighed. "But you have mistaken this woman."
"No one can mistake a woman." Dutch Shaefer sighed. "Michael is right."

General Andrew Paul Jackson was a tall man, forty years old and full of experience. He had been working in the military for alomst twenty years, and he didn't expect to quit any time soon. He had a wife, Gertrude, and three sons. His eldest son was stationed in Iraq, and he wished him luck. His youngest son, Alexander, worked as an oil operator. While his other son, Benjamin, worked as a electrician for Verizon. He somewhat agreed with what Michael Harrigan and Dutch Shaefer were saying. Ever since Obama became president, he had been promoting women to higher ranks.

"I'm afraid this female is different." General Jackson said.
"No woman is different from another." Michael said.
"This one is." General Jackson sighed.
"How different is she?" Dutch sighed.
"She's had an encounter with one of those aliens you two have fought with." General Jackson said.
"What?!" Dutch screamed.
"How in the world can a woman defeat one of those creatures?" Michael asked.
"She didn't kill them, she fought and ended the fight by injuring them badly." General Jackson said.
"How badly?" Dutch asked.
"She has different tactics." General Jackson said.
"So, why are we here again?" Michael asked.

Michael Harrigan, a tall african america with shiny brown eyes, touched the antique pistol that he had made into a necklace almost five years ago. He had fought and killed a male, from the looks of the creature and the sheer strength it held, almost five and a half years ago. Ever since then, he had been awarded with standards and awards for his bravery. He was now in his forties, but he didn't want to stop, he loved his job.

Dutch Shaefer was an extremely tall and muscular man with strawberry coloured hair and green eyes. Ten years ago he had beaten an extremely tall and muscular male, he assumed it was a male because of all the muscle it had, creature than had killed everyone in his team. Only he and a female prisoner had survived. He had just recently retired from the military, and was now leading a life of leisure.

"She is in danger, and you two are the only ones to help her." General Jackson said.
"Danger?" Dutch asked. "What type of danger?"
"She's not human." General Jackson said. "She's..."
"What do you mean not human?" Michael asked.
"She's a hybrid." General Jackson said.
"A hybrid." Dutch sighed. "Don't tell me she's a hybrid of these creatures."
"I'm afraid so, she is." General Jackson sighed. "And she is older than we all think."

With that, General Jackson pressed a button and a picture of the woman that they were talking about came up on the screen behind him. She looked to be about twenty-two years old, but the information beside her picture told them that she was a hundred and fifty. She had long red hair and emerald green eyes. From the smile on her face, they could tell that she was friendly, but the information alongside told them that she had a temper.

"Angela Irene, mean yet determined." General Jackson said. "Don't underestimate her."
"She looks young." Dutch said.
"Yeah well that's the human in her." General Jackson said. "In their species, she's much older."
"So, what are you saying?" Michael asked.
"She's old enough for breeding in their standards." General Jackson said.
"And she has been targeted more often too." Commander Anthony said.

Commander Arthur Victor Anthony walked into the room with his head held high. He was a tall man, greying and beginning to show his age. He was almost sixty years old, but he felt like he was in his thirties. His wife, Paula, and he had had several children. Three of the four boys were stationed in Iraq while the fourth was stationed in Afganistan. He knew the girl that they were talking about, and he knew her situation and fears.

"She's had seven encounters during this week alone." Commander Anthony said. "All male."
"So she's been targeted for breeding." Dutch said. "Good for her."
"You sound distracted, but you won't after I show you this." Commander Anthony said. "General."

General Jackson quickly caught the disk that was tossed his way and placed that in his computer. The imformation came up on the screen and they all watched with anticipation. Angela was jumping away from a nine foot alien who had a net. Another alien was behind her and was holding a blanket. She was brought down and infront of their eyes, she was almost stripped of all of her clothing.

"She's camping in the everglades." Commander Anthony said. "You both are going there with several others."
"These others have also had encounters." General Jackson said. "One has had an encounter with a female."
"A female of this species?" Dutch asked. "How big?"
"Smaller and graceful creature." Commander Anthony said. "The soldier said she was almost seven feet tall."
"So their standards of sexes are something similiar to ours." General Jackson said.

Dutch and Michael were huddled in a helicopter, there were six others with them. Jacob George Hood, a short man with blond hair and blue eyes, who had the encounter with the female creature, spoke little. Henry Charles Spokes, a medium sized man with dark brown hair and brown eyes, spoke much about his encounter. Kyle Jerry Belomew, a tall African American with black eyes, was listening to music. Samuel Louis Fink, a Mexican with brown eyes, slept soundly on his side. Eric Samuel Germon, a German with blond hair and blue eyes, looked out of the window into space. The last one was a female, her name was Suzanna Almos and she was an Australian. She had blonde hair and green eyes.

"So, you two have also had encounters?" Suzanna asked.
"Yes." Dutch said.
"What was the gender?" Jacob asked.
"I believe the one that I fought with was male." Dutch said.
"What about you?" Suzanna asked.
"Male, he looked male." Michael sighed.
"Loosen up man." Eric said. "Can't have an edgy guy on this mission."
"No man, all we are to do is protect a woman." Henry exclaimed. "Fucking military instructors."
"I take offense." Suzanna said.
"I heard this woman is a hybrid." Henry said.
"Yeah, a hybrid of our species and theirs." Dutch said.

The helicopter landed and they slowly walked out. The sun looked tired, consumed by clouds and the mists that rose out of the everglades made them cough. Dutch couldn't believe a human would want to camp out here, he had read somewhere that snakes lived here. Suzanna had been briefed little about the mission, all she knew was that a girl was being hunted by the species that she had killed almost a year ago. Kyle and Eric had been briefed slowly into what the situation was like. They both carried radios and medical kits. Jacob and Henry wanted to get out of what they considered a suicide mission. Jacob had even threatened to kill himself, he didn't want to be fighting another of the kind he had killed five years ago. Samuel, all he wanted to do was get this mission over with.

"She's camping alongside river A on sector nine." Daniel Cross said.

Dutch led the others in a straight line, he had a map and he followed it well. River A was a very long and wide river, full of fish and a good escape point. Angela, although she was a hybrid female of his species, was a smart one. Not only was the river big, but there were trees on both sides and deep holes penetrating the soft muddy banks. There were five other people with Angela, all male and with weapons. Angela was under heavy guard, she slept in a metallic tent with three men surrounding her.

"She isn't going to like this." Eric said.
"The commander told us that she has a really bad temper." Suzanna said.
"Which is why she is here." Kyle said.
"Because she can help calm Angela." Henry said.
"I can understand that fine." Michael said.

It took roughly a few days to reach the campsite, and when they did they were surprised to see that it looked deserted. A metallic tent, large and silver coloured, stood in the middle surrounded by several other tents made of plastic. When they stepped into the campsite, an alarm went off. Four men raced out with guns and surrounded them.

"What business do you have here?" Charles Ignopo demanded.
"We were sent here to protect Angela." Dutch said.
"Oh, you're company E." Timothy O' Brien said.
"And you are Timothy O' Brien." Suzanna said. "The writer."
"Yes." Timothy said.

There was a sound of movement by the metalic tent and they all turned to look. A tall woman with long red coloured hair and emerald green eyes walked out. She stood infront of the metallic tent, her eyes glaring out at the newcomers and her mouth twisting up in a sinister smile. She started walking towards them, and before they all knew it, she was standing right infront of Dutch.

"Welcome to my campsite." Angela Irene said.
"You are Angela?" Suzanna asked.
"Yes, and you are the ones that have been sent to hell." Angela rasped.

Angela was five inches taller than Dutch. Her hair, which was a bright copper coloured red, reached all the way down to her shoulders. Her eyes looked like jems, infact they looked jut like emeralds. Her shoulders looked powerful, and she looked to pocess emince strength in agility and athletics. A long scar ran down her arm and ended at her elbow.

"While you are here, I might as well give you the grand tour." Angela said.

Angela led them around, Dutch had to jog to just keep up with her. The first place they went to was her tent. Angela escorted them in, and they all stopped and gawked at the spectacular sight. A bed was at one corner and was surrrounded by guns, knives and nets. A rack of knives were at the back of the tent and one of them looked more like a sword. A bow and arrow was hanging on a pole, a slingshot and a black bag were sitting off to the side of the bed for easy access.

"This is the heart of the operation." Angela said. "Only I am allowed in."
"What about me?" Suzanna asked.
"I can make an exception for you." Angela rasped.

Angela led them out and walked them to the tent behind hers. They saw it was the medical tent, full of equipment for ill and injured people. The next tent they went to was the feeder. Only tables and chairs and a lone grill was in it. Next they went to the sleeping quarters. Angela paused at it to look around with glazing eyes.

"This is where you will sleep." Angela said. "Be sure to carry mosquito repellent."
"Mosquitos?" Suzanna asked. "Oh great."
"You'll be sleeping in my tent." Angela said.
"And why does she get the..." Michael started.
"Because she is a girl." Angela said. "Think I'm going to leave her in a tent with roudy boys?"
"I take offense." Kyle sighed.
"Get use to it." Timothy sighed. "She's offensive."

Angela led them to the last tent, it housed all the weapons that they would ever need. Guns, nets, knives, swords and bombs of every size and shape dazeled their eyes. Dutch couldn't believe that she had the authorization to have so many firearms. Michael smiled at the weaponry, Kyle rubbed his hands in delight.

"On my order only are you to shoot." Angela said.
"Will we kill the creatures?" Kyle asked.
"I sure hope so." Jacob said.
"No, no killing whatsoever." Angela said.
"How are we to protect you without killing them?" Samuel asked.
"Injure enough to escape." Angela ordered. "No killing."

Angela quickly pushed them out of the tent and made them walk with her to the sleeping quarters. Kyle and Jacob were angry, they wanted to kill the creatures. Although Michael didn't know it, Jacob was scared out of his wits. He didn't want to be out here, fighting another of the creatures he had killed five years ago.

"Now that you know the situation here," Angela said. "Stay out of my way."

Angela left and started walking towards her own tent, Suzanna followed doggidly at her side. Suzanna looked like a midgit, she hardly came up to Angela's chest. Dutch and Michael shrugged, they had a feeling that this wasn't going to be easy working for a girl that didn't want to kill her half species.

"This is going to be a lot of fun." Kyle sarcastically said.
"This sucks." Jacob said. "I feel so used."
"I have a feeling that we are going to be in trouble very soon." Michael said.