Genesis and Armageddon
Chapter 1
Hans wandered through the poorly illuminated halls of millennium base living quarters. The same routine he'd come accustom to for over half a century of be confined in this miserable military complex. At times the limbo like state he lived created an urge to tear out his own throat, but his warrior instincts would never allow himself to commit suicide. The only way that his lethargic time on this planet would end was to be slain by someone who could best him in combat. Then he would be liberated from the spectra of a life that he can't recall. Out of the corner of his the captain saw a pair of cat ears, turning around face warrant officer Schrödinger with his trademark mischievous grin.
"H there captain, taking your daily walks I presume?"
The captain smiled and nodded yes, the catboy's easy going nature would always seem to bring Hans from the realm of self-loathing. In fact the boy was one of two that he generally enjoyed to be around.
"Schrödinger vhat did tell about being an annoyance to the Captain."
Speaking of those two people he enjoyed to be around. Walking towards the warrant officer and the captain was the battalion's prized musketeer markswoman 1st Lieutenant Rip Van Winkle. Her typical style of warring her hair down except the one loch curled, her musket was being carried by the butt of the gun with the barrel over her shoulder.
"No, no, no I was just about to tell the Captain and Herr General's arrival." Schrödinger blurted out, raising his hands in surrender.
"What about Herr General's arrival" The lycanthrope said in thought that passed into consciousness of the catboy and the markswomen, the most efficient of communication at his disposal. It is an ability that a complete schism from the many legends about his kind. Not that he knew any of his kind to know what his ultimate potential could be.
"Herr Major received a message that Herr General moved his tour of the base from next month to today. In fact he's set to arrive in exactly three hours from now. Dok asked me to collect you and Schrödinger to join them in the command center, but it seems the warrant officer want to do my job." The lieutenant said while grabbing one of furry ears in a manner that would suggest that of plans to punish him for his tendency to be a pest.
"Ow stop that Rip I was trying to relive you of some choirs!" The boy said in a frustrated tone.
"Now why would I do that little Schrö after all yours ears are just soft and plushy?" Rip answered with a satisfied grin. She would often playfully tease him in the same manner as an older sister would do to a younger brother.
"I think it's that's enough fooling around, the major is probably waiting for us."
The pair nodded in agreement and proceeded to walk towards the Command center. After twenty minutes or so they arrived at the CC, the room was surrounded by huge tactical monitors that highlighted all strategic hotspots and locations invaluable to the battalion. The Major was seated on his throne-like chair drinking a cup of tea with the doctor at his side. They were encircled technicians and support staff who ran the operations of the organization.
"My friends it is so good to see here, for a moment I believed that you had mange to get yourselves lost. But at any rate we must prepare for Herr General's arrival. Gentlemen tonight will the engage the final stages of our grand design." Major said with refined maniacal glee that made him a truly charismatic madman.
The hours passed and all preparations were made, the soldiers were formed in rank and file that went twenty men deep at the jet hanger. The stood at the end of a long blood red silk carpet that stretched from where he stood to the position of which the aircraft would open. At the stout man right flank were Dok, the captain, and Schrödinger. At his left flank were Rip and brutish officer known as 2nd lieutenant Zorion Blitz.
"The General's jet will be landing momentarily sir." Lieutenant Blitz reported.
Speaking of which the aircraft landed in a heartbeat, the wheels shrieked as it made contact with the runway and come to a complete stop. The craft was black over much of its body with the exception of the third Reich's blood flag image that was displayed on the wings and tail fin. The door gracefully opens and steps extended from the doorframe to connect with the floor.
From the opening an imposing figure emerged, he stood five feet and ten inches, an appearance of late twenties to early thirties, with soul piercing ice blue. Bright blonde hair that was cut to a semi short length, dressed in a pristine black leather uniform, white dress shirt underneath that, a matching blacking tie and leather trench coat unbuttoned. It was topped off with a black officer cap crowned with the Totenkopf symbol. Several medals and ribbons decorated the uniform with an arm band on each side, on the left was the swastika and the other had a saying that was close to the General that read.
"Sieg um jeden Preis und allen Mitteln!"
All the troops immediately preform that infamous Hitler salute to welcome the commander and company. The General meet it with the more passive form of the salute. Advancing from the idol jet towards his subordinate with a satisfied grin, followed by his entourage of six mean and one woman. When he was a few paces from the Major he stopped, his subordinate saluted him which he meets. After the two dropped their salutes the general then shook the man's hand firmly and replaced his grin with an overjoyed smile.
"Major it has been far too long since I have seen you. How is the battalion fairing these days."
"They're numerous and aching to unleash annihilation upon the enemies of the Reich."
"Excellent, soon we shall start our glorious Krieg and bring the Führer's dreams into reality!" He pronounced to the mass of soldiers
"Krieg, Krieg, Krieg, Krieg, Krieg!" They joyously chanted.
Turning his attention to the 1st lieutenant that held her position by the Major. Her expression was that of excitement, he rested his hand on top of her head. Raffling her hair his twisted smile turned to a genuine show of cheerfulness.
"Now how has my little Mädchen handling herself?"
"Excellent papa I will do my best for the Reich and make you proud."
"You already have my little Mädchen. Now Major, Doctor it's time that we discuss are endeavors in the near future." Signaling his entourage to follow including the captain. After a brisk walk the group reached the conference room. A medium sized room, a circler table built into the floor with the Imperial eagle in the center and five cushioned chairs. The General was the first to be seated followed by the Major and the three remaining officers. To the right of the stout man was Lt colonel Albert von Schirach head of genetics applications an appearance of a man in mid fourties with both brown hair and eyes. Continuing counter clockwise was Colonel Emmerich Goebbels, a thin man with eyes that displayed near psychotic level of paranoia. The last man was a surprising sight to say the least. Brigadier general Heinz von Manstein a stirn veteran and with the authority to match the Major, stemming from his indomitable personality and the legacy passed down by his father of the same surname. He had the appearance of a man in his early sixties.
"Gentlemen for are first order of business is the state of readiness of each of the sub-divisions. Manstein why don't start us off?"
"Yes sir, the production of our combat werewolf battalion is coming along as seclude. Now their numbers stand exactly two hundred thousand strong with another hundred thousand in production. The majority of them have power levels between gamma and omega classes however there is an minority of the unit to show power on a beta level."
"Excellent, Emmerich how has your own research been faring these days."
"Y-yes sir, currently w-we have eighty thous-sand spectra combat troopers. Another seventy thousand we be ready in two to three weeks. T-thanks to are direct link to a steady supply of test subjects we have refined them to be almost as strong as the real thing." The colonel said with his usual nervous studier.
"Very good, Albert how is your situation with the genetics research"
"It has been progressing at a satisfactory pace despite the setback we've had in the past. The number of the genetically enhanced soldiers stands at thirty thousand with additional twenty thousand on the way. They have shown remarkable combat skills that go beyond what we anticipated."
"Magnificent, now last but not least major your report please."
"Of course mien General. We have one hundred thousand vampires prepared for war as well the various tens of thousands of vampires imbedded around the world. As for the omnipresence field I'm proud to declare complete success.
"Splendid, as for you doctor your brilliant mind is truely one that comes once in a millennium."
"Oh General your words are far too generous."
"Gentlemen the time has come to move against are enemies. It is time emerge from the darkness that we'd been forced to shelter are selves and show those who sent crawling away are eminence might. We will unleash a war that shake the earth to its core and bring the very heavens crashing down upon their miserable little heads. Once the dust settled and the survivors pull themselves out of the ruble and we'll stomp on scrawny necks into red mush. Heil Hitler!"
"Heil Hitler!"
End of chapter 1
A/N: So you see that made sum major change to.
(Door smashes open)
Alucard: Are you the one they call the great one?
Me: Yes, but who are you and why did you break down my door it was unlocked.
Alucard: Silence you have yet to show me in your story, now DIE!
(Shoots at me and misses. I scream like a two year old girl.)
Me: I have to run, but remember to review. Mommy make the bad man go away!