A/N: So this short story will be inspired by the 2016 Suicide Squad movie mashed up with the Krampus movie and my story go Peregrine Academy. To those asking me to continue the other stories that I have already uploaded, let me just be frank and say, I can continue them whenever I want. Please read and review.

After his father left his bedroom, Max just sat there at his computer desk staring his measly letter to Santa which he worked so hard to write. He never asked for toys, he just wanted a normal family Christmas. But who's to say no one cares about Christmas anymore? The curly-haired child contemplated placing it in an envelope and sending it right away. Sadly, his parents aren't always right. Family is this, family is that, family is all of us, family is about love. Whatever. What's the point of sending it if his cousin already rubbed it in with it? Max couldn't take it. Not wanting anything do with it, he promptly tears the stupid letter up and tossed it out his window, letting the cold, winter breeze carry off on the wind. However, unknown to him, this action caused something to occur. Yes, in fact, seemingly out of nowhere, a huge mass of storm clouds rolled in, crackling with lightning and conjuring up a super strong icy wind that shrouded the entire neighborhood in deep snow and the snowstorm was indeed very powerful that it caused the entire town to be cut off from power, leaving it in jet darkness. This couldn't possibly be a natural disaster. Could it?

To be fair, this sudden occurrence out of the ordinary did not go unnoticed by the government. Sirens blared all throughout the hallways and corridors of the Pentagon in Washington as the word gets out about the sudden snowstorm that wasn't even predicted on the weather channel.

"Sir?" An executive officer informed the Secretary of Defense. "We have a situation in the town of West River, Vermont about some sort of dangerous snowstorm, but that doesn't seem to be the case. It appears to be supernatural."

"On Christmas?" asked the Secretary in disbelief.

"Afraid so." responded the executive officer.

"You know what we have to do, sir?" asked a fellow agent.

The Secretary pondered this and thought about the one thing that seemed too risky and that he obliviously was reluctant to allow, but in this sudden time of peril, it was imperative that what needed to be done had to be done and done now. So he gave a curt nod to the General who nodded back knowingly and picked up the phone.

"Activate Protocol 9. Repeat, activate Protocol 9. Send 'em out." ordered the General.

P.C.E.D. (Paranormal Containment and Extermination Department) Headquarters.

At the General's command, the soldiers and elite force immediately sprang to work and ran through the base's corridors padded with their protective garments, their helmets and shields and weapons. The alarm blared out loud. From inside this base, monsters of many known species were kept inside special cells so they wouldn't use their abilities to escape. All of the monsters heard the alarm go off and wondered what the commotion was about. Not that they cared at all. All they cared about was getting out so they can go about their lives. Protocol 9 was a top-secret governmental procedure in which they would send out monsters, creatures of darkness, even psychopathic maniacs out to opt as heroes and save lives in order to ensure that they can earn freedom. And now was the time, just a couple days before Christmas. The guards all mobilized around a cell that looked more like a large cage inside of a zoo that contained a young woman named Luz Azpilicueta; technically a human who apparently was arrested and sent to the P.C.E.D. for working with the monsters. They opened the cell and surrounded her as she stood up with her hands up, thinking their here to execute her themselves.

"Alright, it's cool. It's cool, alright?" She told them calmly, before she grabbed one of the guards by the gun he was holding and punched the daylights out of him and knocking him to the ground, attempting to steal the gun from him. Unfortunately, she didn't get far as they used their tasers on her, making her body twitch from the electric shock and pass out, unconscious.

"Open the gate!" ordered the warden, Cooper, as the guards all lines up with their shields in front of another cell. "Everyone, line up! Move, move, move! Let's go!"

The cell's occupant named Ulrich Frankenstein, another human who is Gothic and happens to be descended from a familiar scientist from a well-known novel, stood firmly in front of the door with his fists up, ready to fight the guards down to make his getaway.

"Yeah, open the door! Let's do this! I'm ready!" shouted the Goth.

Once the cell door slid open, the guards charged forward with their shields, barreling Ulrich to the ground, overpowering him easily. They all formed a circle around him and kept a firm grip on his arms and legs while they sedated him.

"We got him." Cooper said into his walkie-talkie.

Another cell was opened with the push of a button. The cell was actually some sort of refrigeration mechanism and when the door was flung open, a huge pile of small, crunched-up ice cubes spilled out onto the ground and with it came the scrawny form of another inmate; a spirit named Ólafur Frost who has powers over ice and snow. He was sprawled across the ground while the guards held him down and injected him in the upper back with a sedative.

"Hurry before he wakes up!"

One set of guards searched a dark, meshy-looking cell downstairs with their flashlights.

"Where are you?" asked one of them.

Suddenly, from out of the darkness and before the armed soldier could even hold his weapon up to defend himself, a tall, muscular figure grabbed him and dragged him to the floor to start chewing away at him with it's sharper-than-ever teeth. The figure had a hardened, rough, black texture that looked humanoid and angry-looking, green, glowing eyes. The other guards immediately fired tranquilizer darts at the figure known as Tobias Ely as he fell unconscious with a low growl.

"Is this the guy?"

"Yeah." They nodded.

Once the rest of the monstrous, paranormal inmates of choice for Protocol 9 were forcefully removed from their cells and cages, they were strapped tightly to wheelchairs so they wouldn't try anything and were rolled over to get injected with some sort of device by the base's doctors and scientists. Luz yelped once she was injected, another inmate; a Mexican-born, pale-skinned man named Mezem who claims to be demonically possessed, emitted a predatory growl once he was injected. Then the scientists heard a familiar snarl when they looked at who was being strolled in with muzzle around his mouth.

"Ah, come on!" They complained.

Tobias snarled at them through his muzzle with an angry look in his eyes like a hungry predator. One of the scientists hesitantly injected him, making him growl in pain. After the injections were completed, the monsters were strolled out of the base in their wheelchairs (forklift in Tobias's case) and onto a government plane where they were gassed unconscious as a double precaution.

West River Airport - Evacuation Point

They were all taken to the West River Airport in an evacuation zone were the military were taking care of the remaining citizens who survived the intense snowstorm. Everyone was wearing their thick clothing to keep them from freezing. Capt. Daniel Engel arrived with his best men to deal with the monsters as we was instructed to guide them on their so-called mission. He ordered them all to be unrestrained while a Chinook helicopter lowered a massive shipping container while a group of soldiers stood around it with their guns ready and aim at it, ready to shoot on command.

"Hold your fire!" Engel ordered, making them stand down.

The soldiers all opened the doors to the container and stepped back.

"Welcome to the party, big guy." greeted Engel.

A giant, deformed, humanoid creature with a disfigured face that still seemed regular crawled out of the container and stood about 30 feet before the military. The creature named Azur looked around at the many soldier with their guns pointed at him and looked ready to panic. He was told to calm down by Engel before the rest of the monsters arrived; a red-skinned demon with large black horns named Runyat de Yunnic, a sea ghost with octopus tentacles for hair and covered in coral and barnacles named Raeffael Jones and a pyrokinetic named Lionel Davenport.

"Listen up!" The Captain announced to the monsters. "The injection in your necks. It's called a nanite explosive. It's small as a grain of sand, but it's powerful as a hand grenade. Enough to blow your head clean off your shoulders. You disobey a direct order, try to escape, harm any of my men, or otherwise annoy or vex me and you're death is just one click of a button away."

All of the paranormal abnormalities (and humans as well) all had looks of fear on their faces. Most of them, anyway. Since there's a few of them who couldn't be killed.

"So here's the deal: You all are going somewhere very bad to do something that will probably get you killed. If, however, the each of you do survive this mission, then maybe the government will consider setting all of you free. But until that happens, you're my problem."

Ulrich sighed and asked, "So you guys want us to help you take care of a disturbance just three days before Christmas?"

"Yeah." answered Engel. "And if were lucky, Santa will maybe have some time to send you a little something for your good effort."

"Yeah, thanks. But I don't believe in Santa Claus anymore." Ulrich said with a shake of his head.

"I bet you don't. You're shit's over there. Get dressed and prepared. We leave in 20 minutes. We're watching you."

With some soldiers keeping an eye on them whether they like it or not, the monsters all maneuvered over to some large crates that contained their personal belongings which were confiscated after they were captured. They all grabbed some weapons to use; knifes, guns, etc. Then they each got dressed in their usual clothing. For instance, Tobias grabbed a black, tattered cloak and put it on, Ólafur chose some clothes that looked like they were made in Scandinavia during the Viking Era and Luz, on the other hand, was stripping casually without a care in the world and then noticed all of the men staring at her in her undergarments. She glared at them before they took their attention away and went about their business, letting her resume putting her clothes on. When they were all dressed and ready, they, along with Engel and his men, aboard a Chinook and took off towards the snow-buried town. As the monsters peeked through the windows of the rotorcraft, they saw that the town was hip-deep in snow with strong icy winds blowing about and snow falling everywhere; not a soul to be seen. They began to wonder what they were really doing, but it would be a federal offense to question the true story behind a top-secret mission. The Chinook landed in the streets and everyone hopped off. The soldiers and the monsters scampered through the streets of the suburban neighborhood where the snowstorm started.

"You miss them?" asked Luz to Ulrich.

"What?"

"You're family?"

"I'm beginning to. Why?" asked Ulrich.

"It's just that...I never had anyone in my family other than my uncle who owned a garage which I took the inheritance off after he died. I never did have a fun Christmas growing up." Luz explained, sour thoughts filled her mind.

"You know they'll kill us if we don't do this." Ulrich told her, changing the subject.

"Yeah, I know." Luz rolled her eyes. "What do you think we looking for?"

"Uh...some evil Santa Claus?"

"Alright, everyone, hold up." Engel commanded and the soldiers halted to a stop and turned to their captain while he turned to face the monster. "You all really want to know why were here?"

"Yeah." Runyat and Raeffael nodded in unison.

"That would be nice." replied Lionel.

"Last night, a terrible snowstorm hit this place hard as you all can see. But we have reason to believe that it's not natural. And according to our readings, with it came some sort of creature with big horns and other things that can't be explained. So now you know." Engel explained to the group.

On they went on their search, going from court to court, from street to boulevard, everywhere they went, all around the neighborhood to find what they were looking for. They even passed by a lonely DHL truck in the middle of the street. Ólafur looked inside to see the frozen corpse of the delivery man, making him shutter in fear. But then suddenly, something was burrowing through the deep snow like a giant earthworm and it snuck up on the men as it swam through the snow and leaving a trail behind it. It grabbed one of the soldiers and dragged him underneath. His scream alerted the rest and the soldiers open fired upon the hidden predator. The thing, whatever it was, swam around the snow, dodging their bullets. Of course, it was difficult to get a clearer shot, since it was dark and they could see through the falling snow. That's when the monsters sprung into action. The creature grabbed onto another soldier and tried to yank him under, but Ulrich grabbed onto his arms, playing a sort of tug-of-war with the creature. Engel and the rest of the soldiers fired at it, making it let out a piercing high-pitched shriek. Tobias stepped in on the action by protruding a long, sharp spike from his forearm and bringing down upon the creature, stabbing it fatally until it released the soldier and stopped moving. Ólafur and Raeffael both dug the snow away to reveal the creature's appearance. As expected, it looked like some type of giant worm. The only difference is that it had tiny legs, making look like a mutated bug and what appeared to be body armor, but it wasn't invulnerable enough to protect it from Tobias's stabbing and there were some markings on it's flesh that looked like cyrillic lettering. It even had a snake-like body with some access scales here and there. Engel observed the soldier's wound that was still spurting some blood.

"He needs a medic!" He ordered.

"H-Hello?" Called out a young feminine voice from along the wind.

Everyone all looked to see someone standing in the distance. Once the fog clears and the person stepped closer while holding a hand in front of her face to shield her eyes from the snow, they saw it was Beth wandering all alone in the seemingly-desolate suburbs.

"Uncle Daniel?" She called in disbelief.

"Beth?" Engel replied in confusion and ran over to her. "What the hell are you doing out here by yourself?"

"I was trying to reach Derek, but we weren't even getting any bars. I just got worried and so I'm trying to get to his house to see if he's alright."

"Well, regardless, you shouldn't be out here in this weather on your own." Engel told her sternly.

"But I need to see him!" urged Beth pleadingly.

"Beth, I'm sure Derek is alright. Now where's your house?" Engel asked.

"It's just a couple blocks down that..." The teenage girl gestured to the direction she came from when her attention happened upon the monsters. "Who and what are they? And what the fuck is that thing?!"

Azur looked directly down at her when she raised her voice in shock at his presence. He frowned at her.

"I'll explain it later, okay? Right now, let's get you home." said Engel.

"Okay." Beth shakily said, nodding.

Meanwhile, Runyat approached Lionel, displeased that he just stood by instead of help.

"What brave help you are." He scolded. "Got something up you're ass?"

"I don't fight, okay?" defended Lionel. "And besides, I'm a little afraid of using my powers in battle situations."

"Oh, yeah. Okay. I get it. You're a chicken." The red-skinned devil nodded, pretending to understand. Then he pulled out a lighter and lit it.

"Well, lookie here. Fire. Whooooo!" He moaned mockingly, waving the tiny flame in Lionel's face, taunting him.

"Cut the bullshit, big man." said Ólafur, stepping in.