(Ok first of all, this fanfiction is no way canonical to the Mortal Instruments story-line, however I will attempt to do my best to fit this all into the main story arc of the series. Secondly, unless heavily convinced and are able to find a way to do so, few to none of the major cast members of the books [aside from one or two odd appearances from Sebastion *cough* and Valentine, but these will not be many and one or two mentions of other characters] will not appear in this fanfiction. Thirdly, im well aware that in the normal series an organization like this would not exist for so long without the shadow Hunters catching onto it, but for the sake of the story its better to just play along.
Mortal Instruments, Valentine, Sebastion as well as the primary setting, organizations and other characters are all copyright Cassandra Clare)
Mission Briefing
There were only two of them now, scouts sent ahead into this chaos to try and discover the best method to utilize, one that preferably didn't involve as many casualties that had befallen them just then. For only two of them remained, out of the six that had been sent ahead of Charlie squad. Two men, one heavily injured and near unconscious, being supported by the only other human in this forsaken place.
Both men were dressed in khaki military gear and body armor, balaclava's obscuring there faces from view and helmets being worn on there head, FAMAS assault rifles slung across there backs as they made there way along. Both men had lost there side-arms a long way back, and they had practically wasted there grenades on the hordes that were sent to greet them. The man that carried the wounded soldier was panting heavily, near exhaustion from having to run as far ahead as possible. He slowed down for a moment, looking over at his friend.
"Sorry pal, but we can't take a break here. If we slow down for even a second, they'll catch up to us". Quickly, he started moving again, still carrying his friend with him as he made his way along, watching the shadows of the trees. The red sky, the fire in the distance, the blood-curdling screams as they trekked through a near-destroyed forest.
Growling was heard from all around them, the sound of footsteps quickly closing in on there location, and it didn't take an idiot to figure out just what they were. Slowly, he started to put his friend down, now slowly unslinging the assault rifle that was slung on his back.
"Its confirmed then, they really are under attack. Have your scout forces reported back?" The woman stood at the window of her office, overlooking the vast expansive grass field that was her back yard. The small black piece of plastic, her cell phone, which was in her right hand, was held up to her left ear." You lost contact? Hmm, alright send another squad of sco- What do you mean overwhelmed!? No, you listen to me; I have spent almost my entire life planning this moment. So, send Reynolds and some of his specialists to investigate. Don't call me again unless I start to hear word of progress being made, we've come to far to pull out now" Hanging up, she placed the device back on the desk she was working at, now sitting down with a sigh.
Closing in were three demons, two oni and one lumbering gargantuan of a creature wielding a rather vicious looking battle axe. The gun in his hand, the soldier had his gun at the ready as they attacked. The two Oni's attacked at the same time from either side, hoping to catch him off guard, but he was prepared first. Falling Back, allowing the two demons to ram into one another, he opened fire with the gun. He was thankful that he had put the thing on full automatic rather then semi-automatic, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to pull of such an attack. Quite frankly, he was just perplexed as to how close the two creatures had been to tearing his throat out. The demons themselves didn't stand much of a chance against the shots, due to the ammunition that they had been supplied with and the fact they were both head shots, meant that it was a near instant death to there physical forms. The brutish demon with the axe charged in towards him, with the weapon raised directly over its head, hoping to bring it down on the soldier and slice him cleanly in two. With a few more rounds, and with some good timing, the male managed to shoot out the demons legs, causing it to stumble over.
"A few little night terrors aren't any match for me" Reloading his gun, he made his way back over to his incapacitated friend." Am I right?" He gently nudged him, testing for some sign of life, concern seen clearly in the male soldiers eyes. Before he knew it though, more demons swarmed from the sides, causing the male to jump back and start firing. The Larger demon, noticing the mans back was turned, picked up the sizably sharp weapon, flinging it with as much force as possible towards the mortals exposed back.
Back at the office, now putting melted wax onto the bottom left edge of the paper and pressing the seal that was utilized by them onto it. Signing her signature onto a dotted line at the bottom, she flipped the page over to reveal many blank piece of paper held behind it with a paper-clip. At which point, taking a pen, she begun to write.
"Five Hours ago, we of the Bureau of Supernatural Destruction and Suppression, or Bane as we are also known, began an assault onto the order of people known as the Shadow Hunters. Our forces were ordered to destroy any of the Shadow Hunters, or any other creature that would stand in there way". Saying each of the words she was writing on paper, she paused for a moment, her writing stopping with her speech." This attack is the end result of an operation planned sixteen years earlier, but only beginning enactment two years ago, with which several specialist agents were assigned the task of carrying out. As of the moment, only two are left alive and in active duty, with a third currently in a comatose state. Due to the incident sixteen years earlier, we have monitored heavily the activities of the Shadow Hunters, and this solution has been deemed necessary". Delicately the female picked up a small blue cup, adorned with a variety of odd markings. Taking a small sip of its contents, she placed it back down in the exact spot it had been picked up from, just as delicately as she had picked the item up from that location." Where it not for that particular incident, this option could have been avoided entirely, and the fate of our world would not be in such an awry state".
Slowly, the female once again stood up, now opening up a drawer connected to the left side of the desk and pulling out a black bonded folder, the words "Archangel" were seen at the top in a faded yellow text. She opened the book slowly, now delicately beginning to turn the pages, as though each one was incredibly fragile or precious to her. The pages themselves had various pieces of information; Pictures, key dates, memo's, reports and even old scriptures that had been successfully recovered." All avoided if not for the actions of one man, someone whom many Shadow Hunters followed so blindly, and even gave there lives for: Valentine.."