Opening File: The Honey Island Swamp Project
Over twenty years ago a group of scientists were hired by the government to begin mapping out the base DNA of cryptids. The leader of the group was Dr. Basil Lancaster who at the time was the teacher of a young Solomon Saturday. If the DNA of all cryptids was discovered it would allow them to track down every cryptid in the world just by scanning their DNA. However the secret goal of the project was not just to map out the cryptid DNA, but also to build their own cryptids, creating an army of super soldiers with the unique abilities of cryptids to give them the advantage.
Only Lancaster's student, Solomon Saturday was unaware of this goal.
Though a willing participant in the beginning Dr. Lancaster wasn't able to stand the idea of creating living weapons and destroyed the majority of the research he had conducted and fled Honey Island. With the key notes of the research gone the project was deemed a failure and was shut down with the remaining scientists fleeing into hiding. Solomon Saturday would go on to continue studying cryptids while Dr. Lancaster would eventually pass on but not before he left behind a secret plan to ensure the project would never be complete if his colleagues attempted to restart it.
A special message left to be delivered when the time was right.
Close File
Xxx
"Science is always making progress each day. Our minds are always at work, thinking and making up new ideas and always working to make a reality. Of course you got many kinds of science: the kind that studies the Earth, the kind the stars and there is of course the mad science. Want to know what mad science is?" TOM asked as the file closed. "Look up Frankenstein and look at how things worked out. That science tends to ignore morality and could lead to the potential harm of many people. So watch out because you never know if a mad scientist rolls into town."
Xxx
Van Kleiss considered himself a patient man.
After all he had been through both in his own dimension and in this one he had to be patient if he was ever going to get his work done. He had to carefully observe each dimension he found, take the time to study and record their histories, take note of any advanced technology, locate any special individuals that would be useful.
The first time he had found a subject it was due to them being made of pure data and energy which was extremely unique.
The second time was in the several subjects he had taken: several of them being unique hybrids and life forms that if had been mutated into EVOs they would have been extremely powerful.
The escape of those subjects had been embarrassing to him but he had no intention of letting it drag him down. He had plenty more dimensions, plenty more subjects to find and plenty of time to perfect his nanite virus. Of course he had to make sure none of the subjects led an army of warriors back to his doorstep. He had no intention of relying on Sammael or the Invisible Hand to protect him since he knew the only reason Sammael had even helped him in his endeavors was so he could benefit from the project himself.
He needed to build a new Pack, one that would be only the beginning.
BEEP!
Van Kleiss found his musings interrupted when he found a call being made, interrupting his work. Van Kleiss scowled but answered the call, knowing only a handful would be able to contact him.
The caller turned out to be a man with grey hair, dressed like a scientist and spoke with a southern accent. "Well, well, someone seems to have been busy."
"Doctor Lee." Van Kleiss greeted stoically. "You know I don't like being interrupted."
"Oh I assure you I do not meant to interrupt your important work. In fact, your work is the very reason I am calling. Seems you have made a lot of progress." Dr. Lee said with a smile. "Enough that I believe we can…Help one another."
"And what could you have to offer me?" Van Kleiss questioned. "Your project was shut down and Sammael took you in, seeing potential but without the notes he passed you over and favor of me."
"Yes, without the key data sequence we cannot begin again but we're patient and so is Sammael. We'll have the project up and running soon but in the meantime I wonder if I could trouble you for a test subject."
Van Kleiss raised an eyebrow. "A test subject?"
"Your work isn't exactly off limits to anyone in Sammael's employ. I got the chance to look over all the fine studying you made of other dimensions and a few popped my interest greatly. Enough to consider a joint venture as fellow men of science."
"Oh?" Van Kleiss allowed a grin to settle on his features. "And what subjects would those be?"
Dr. Lee held up a sheet, showing the information on the subjects. "Both present great potential to our project, given their unique abilities and given what we are attempting to build."
"And Sammael has given you his blessings in the matter?" Van Kleiss probed.
"What our good employer doesn't know won't hurt him or us for that matter. Come on, how long you think it'll be before he thinks we're no longer useful? He's been busy getting his plans all set, moving his pawns to where he needs them to be and making sure his enemies remain one step behind. Wouldn't it be good to give him one big surprise?" Dr. Lee asked, his grin widening.
Van Kleiss considered this proposal. "Very well, considering the benefits if this works who am I to say no to a fellow man of science? You'll have your subjects. I am curious man and it does me good to see one who enjoys tampering with natures as much as I do."
"I knew we could come to an arrangement."
"Of course in exchange, I want as many of those hybrids you created shipped to here as quick as possible." Van Kleiss stated his terms. "No questions asked."
"Hm…Given that they are no good to us right now I suppose your request is reasonable. We'll send them over to you posthaste. Just be sure to have our payment ready."
"Of course. I am a man of my word, doctor." Van Kleiss said humbly before the transmission ended. "And so, Lady Luck provides me with a new opportunity."
A chance to convert the subjects of the early work in Dr. Lee's project to EVOs was perhaps the answer he had been looking for all along. A chance to create minions for the new Pack that would personally answer to him and not Sammael. Van Kleiss knew of Dr. Lee's work and what he had attempted and personally found the man to be ambitious as he was conniving and heartless.
A man after his own heart.
And when the inevitable army of Huntsmen showed up, coming for him he would be ready and it would not be on Sammael's terms. He knew the Fallen planned on holding him with a tight leash but Van Kleiss planned on having a surprises to make sure the alliance between them was held on his terms only. If and when Sammael decided he was too much trouble Van Kleiss would be ready.
He always was.
Xxx
The Castle of Bone resided far away, in a part of Scotland no Human would dare come near. The masters of the castle were an ancient race of demons that had been enemies of Clan Blake and Scotland for centuries. These demons often appeared in massive battalions and were among the fiercest enemies that Scotty Blake had ever faced, both in the original timeline with the Samurai and in this one.
Only now they were more dangerous than ever now.
The castle entrance was heavily guarded by Celtic Demons, all of them having red skin, azure eyes, pointed teeth, black legs with clawed feet and pointed tails. They had no fear, no empathy, only a burning hunger for the flesh of their prey.
In many ways they were just like the Grimm.
Speaking of the Grimm…
The demons grunted and growled, sensing a presence in the distance. That was only warning they got before the legions of demons guarding the castle were blasted away. Explosions appeared on the path, leading down to the castle entrance, blasting demons away and clearing the path. From the smoke appeared none other than Sammael, casually strolling towards the entrance as if he hadn't wiped out dozens of demon so casually.
Just as he came not too far away from the castle doors there was a snarling sound and Sammael looked up, watching as the top tower of the castle glowed, projecting ancient runes around it that severed to unleash dozens of red energy bolts down onto the intruder. Sammael made a small smirk as the bolts fell towards him and from came loud screeches that collided with the energy bolts, scattering them across the pit surrounding the castle.
"The Castle of Bone is a very fitting name, given that it was built from the bones from of slain demons with the pit serving as the resting place of its victims." Sammael noted as the screeching finally ceased and from behind him came not one but four Nuckelavees, better known as the Great Howlers in Scotland. "Unfortunately for the Master of the Hunt his theatrics only help with my goal here."
With a mere wave of his wand, dozens of Geist Grimm that flew down, possessing the bones surrounding castle and instantly formed a gigantic bone monster made from the Grimm possessing the bones. Just as the magic defenses were about to fire again the giant formed a giant broadsword made of bones and Grimm and hurled it at the tower. The sword collided with the top of the tower, shattering the top and disabling the magic runes instantly.
Sammael smirked, raising his hand which signaled the Grimm to stand down. With the castle's guard and defenses eliminated he was free to continue his quest.
With a mere flicker of his Aura the doors were thrown open and Sammael took one step into the great hall, seeing the endless number of Celtic demons staring hungrily at him. "I come to speak with the Master of the Hunt. I have a proposal he will want to here."
"You dare to enter my domain, slaughter my guards and demand an audience with me, Impure?"
The demons parted, allowing the towering form of the Master of the Hunt to walk forward and stare down at the Fallen. The Master of the Hunt was exactly like the rest of his kind, only bigger, taller and looking muscular enough to tear the castle in two.
Sammael, however, didn't look that much worried. "It's not often you have visitors. I thought you would be excited to finally have one."
"I would only be pleased once I had feasted on your flesh, Impure."
"Fallen, Impure, you and the rest of the world have such interesting names for us." Sammael smirked while rolling his eyes. "The amusing part is that we are powerful enough for the likes of you and the others to fear us."
"I FEAR NOTHING!" The demon bellowed, stomping towards Sammael and lashed out with one clawed hand.
Sammael's eyes flashed red and his Aura manifested into a spherical barrier that repelled the hand. "…You were saying?"
The Master of the Hunt snarled, his black snake tongue rolling back into his mouth as he gritted his teeth.
"As amusing as it is I am rather busy so I will skip to the point. How would you like to wipe Scotty Blake and his clan off the face of the Earth?"
The Master of the Hunt paused, staring down at the Fallen. "…I am listening."
"Clan Blake wields an ancient form of Celtic Magic, one that allows their leader to remain on this plane of existence even after death. Simply destroying the sword will not be enough. The Celtic runes in his sword are what make him a true threat. You wield your own magic and I believe you know a way to counter this power."
The Master of the Hunt considered Sammael's words. "And what do you offer in return?"
"Eliminate the Celtic Magic and I will see to it that Clan Blake is eliminated along with Skyfall Academy." Sammael answered as his barrier faded. "So, do we have a deal?"
Xxx
"STANLEY!"
The owner of the Mystery Shack winced when he heard the familiar voice of Lydia Gilligan as she marched into this store. "I told you to not use that name, Lynds. I'm lucky there are no customers around."
"Like that is something new. Now stop whining and tell me where my idiot grandson is." Lydia barked, pointing her cane at the store owner. "What did you do?"
"Nothing! He took off with my workers and the kids just a while ago." Stan replied, putting both hands up as if Lydia's cane was a gun.
Which it likely was.
"So you let them wander off and you haven't bothered to check where they are?" Lydia growled.
"Hey, kids get in trouble all the time. They need the freedom to get in trouble and learn from their mistakes. And don't tell me you are any better. I know you were the exact same when you were their age." Stan argued.
"Maybe but I have good reason for keeping an eye on that kid." Lydia scoffed, lowering her cane. "He's got a good heart but too much of his dad's stupidity in him. Now if you don't know where they are I guess it also means you didn't plant some kind of tracking device on those kids."
"Do I look like can afford a tracking device?" Stan asked, rhetorically as he spread his arms out.
Lydia rolled her eyes. "Good point. Now then," She held out a container of cream. "Take this and get your old weapon out. I know you still have them."
"What is this?" Stan looked at the container. "Anti…Aging cream? Are you pulling my leg? This stuff is real?"
"You wouldn't believe the number of favors I called in two one that lasted at least one hour." Lydia opened the container. "I've this stuff close in case I should ever need them. My daughter and grandson aren't interested in being Hunters so that leaves me to look after them since my son in law's passing."
"This stuff actually works?" Stan asked as Lydia put some on her face.
"It does. Now stop asking and put some on. I need a real Hunter helping me if we're going to find those kids." Lydia held out the cream container with a look that dared Stan to argue.
Stan rolled his eyes but took some of the cream. "At least this'll help my bones feel better."
Xxx
"Hi?"
"GET THEM!"
That was how it all started.
The next thing anyone knew is that they were on the run with the complex still shaking with June shouting into her phone. "Ah-Mah, I need you to cancel it out and fast!"
June and Lila had run off, attempting to lead a few of the members away from the other intruders with June frantically asking Jasmine Lee on the phone to cancel the demolition spell they prepared for bringing the headquarters of the Blind Eye Society down.
"June, what is the matter?"
"We had company and not the expected kind. Some kids showed up when we were distracting those creeps." June answered as she and Lila ran around a corner.
"What?"
"I know, unexpected. Cancel out the demolition spell!" June looked over her shoulder and saw red knives flying at her. "Duck!"
She and Lila ducked and the knives flew over them, embedding themselves in the wall at the far end of the hall.
"I'll call you back." June immediately hung up, jumped to her feet and spun around, facing down Woodpecker Guy and Tats and kicked her leg out, firing Fire Dust shells from her foot launchers.
Woodpecker Guy swung his arm out, firing more red knives that collided with the projectiles, exploding on contact. Tats shot through the smoke and struck June multiple times, powering his fists through the use of his Semblance. June's Aura shimmered as it struggled to block each blow and she staggered back until Tats delivered one punch to face that sent her flying back into the wall. Lila rushed at Tats, aiming a kick at his head but he grabbed her foot and slammed her down into the ground and then threw her up into the ceiling.
Lila groaned as she fell onto the ground, feeling dazed. Tats grunted, picking her up and then moving her to the injured June.
"The Te Xuan Ze and a Sasquatch." Woodpecker Guy mused as Tats picked the second girl up. "Our boss is going to have a field day with this."
"Let's move." Tats said, carrying both girls over his shoulder. "We still have more intruders to catch."
Xxx
"Okay, girls, it's just us."
Wendy felt braver saying these words when the shaking finally stopped. She wasn't afraid for herself since her dad had trained her and her siblings to be ready for anything from fighting hordes of Grimm to surviving the apocalypse itself. She knew how to fight, she had her Aura unlocked and could be considered a Huntress in training thanks to her dad being best friends with a particular Huntsman she had seen on the TV, specifically a certain show about famous warriors racing across the globe. But after those Blind Eye Creeps had discovered them they ended up running all over the place and getting separated from the boys.
So Wendy was leading the girls down the darkened hall, lit only by torches which made this place look more like an evil cult's lair along with the red robes and the ominous chanting, next to the dangerous skills they showed against June and Lila.
"So why were those girls there?" Grenda asked as they walked.
"Don't know but they are tough." Wendy admitted. "But we better keep an eye for more of those creeps."
Mabel on the other hand was less focused on situation and more on the problem that was her love life. "I just don't get it, Wendy. I hug a lot, I can burp the alphabet, I have scratch and sniff clothing. Why does every boy leave me?"
"Pfft, who cares? Boys are the worst. You shouldn't get hung up, man." Wendy shrugged.
"Maybe I come on too strong, you know?" Mabel wondered.
"Well, what's your opener? Pretend I'm a boy." Wendy put up her hair into her hair, but left enough giving herself a mustache. "Mmm, testosterone." She spat on the ground for extra effect.
"HI! I'M MABEL! I'M TWELVE AND I OWN A PIG! WANT TO GET MARRIED?!" Mabel exclaimed loudly before Candy covered her mouth.
"You want to get caught?" Candy hushed.
Wendy chuckled. "Honestly, that was perfect. You should just forget about guys, man."
Mabel's eyes brightened at Wendy's suggestion. "Wendy, that's it. Forget about guys! I just need to type 'summer romances' into that mind erasure thing, and I won't feel bad about them anymore."
"Whoa, hold up, Mabel. We don't even know what that thing does. You could accidentally erase, like, learning to read, or breathe, or…" Wendy interjected, looking a little worried now.
"Or one of those terrible summer songs you can't get out of your head?" Mabel suggested, broadly smiling.
That idea made Wendy stop in thought for a second.
"Perhaps we can help you with that."
The girls spun around, spotting Bud Gleeful, Toby Determined and another member she knew as Sprott behind them, the three of them smirking as they took a few steps forward.
Wendy quickly slid in front of the younger girls. "Get moving. I'll hold them off."
"But Wendy-"
"Don't argue! Run!" Wendy shouted, cutting Mabel off as she balled her fists up. "Okay, creeps. You want the girls, you got to get through me."
Bud Gleeful was the first to step forward, slowly approaching Wendy. "Now there is no need for violence here, young lady. We don't want to hurt anyone. So let's stop with the running and fighting and we can sort this all out."
Unfortunately Wendy was not buying any of the Golb droppings this man was spewing and let him know by slugging him in the face.
"OUCH!"
The cry of pain did not come from Bud but from Wendy as she fell to the ground on her knees, hand covering her cheek that was now swelling.
"Well, that had to hurt." Bud rubbed his cheek. "I imagine that's going to leave a bit of swelling there."
Wendy looked up, slightly teary eyed from the pain. "What did…"
"My Semblance allows me to transfer any injury I get to anyone who is trying to hurt me." Bud said simply.
"You-" Wendy was cut off as she suddenly stood up and started dancing. "WHAT THE GOB?!"
Toby Determined laughed as he danced, using his Semblance to force Wendy to follow his movements. "Should have been paying attention, little lady!"
Sprott stepped passed the still dancing Wendy. "Our other members will have captured the other girls by now."
"Don't you dare-"
Wendy was cut off as Sprott held up his cane and whacked her on the head with it, knocking her out as Toby Determined released her from his control.
"Unsee you later, young lady."
Xxx
While the girls one way the boy ran another, coming into a large room with countless glass tubes lining the walls and going straight up to the ceiling. A sure sign that the Blind Eye Society had spent years taking memories from the townspeople and storing them here.
"Whoa, look at all these tubes. People must've been getting their memories erased all over town." Soos remarked.
"How can we find McGucket's memories in all this?" Hoagie asked, walking around the room and looking at the tubes. "It'll take us forever and those guys will probably find us."
"We just got to grab memories we're looking for. Whoa, look at this." Dipper grabbed and inserted a tube titled 'Robbie V. Memories' into a viewing machine.
"Yes, Robbie, what is it that you have seen?"
Robbie Valentino was sitting in the chair Lazy Susan had been sitting in earlier. "So I was attacked by this magic kung fu guy that was throwing, like, balls of fire at me. I kicked his butt though."
"Robbie, speak honestly."
"I was saved by a 12-year-old."
"Why are they erasing peoples' memories? I still don't get it." Dipper wondered, looking at the immense collection.
"Looky, fellers." McGucket pointed to a tube labelled 'McGucket Memories'. "It's those words what people call me."
"Oh, dude, your memories. We did it!"
"Grabby, grabby." The old man took the tube, which happened to set off an alarm. "I got it!"
"Oh no you haven't yet. But you will."
The boys spun around, seeing a robed man standing at the entrance which was also the only exit, leaving them trapped.
"Oh no!" Hoagie quickly hid behind Soos.
"Children, sneaking around our lair and trying to steal from right under our noses." The leader chuckled. "How…Amusing."
"The jig is up!" Dipper boldly said, pointing at the leader. "We know your scheme here and we're not letting you get away with it."
"I am sure you will, after you forget." The leader replied before making his move.
He rushed forward, moving too fast for the boys to see and with a quick jab Soos, Hoagie and Dipper were all knocked out. Old Man McGucket however suddenly reacted, ducking under the jab and with an insane cackle leapt over the knocked out boys and made a run for the door.
The leader spun around, grunting as McGucket sprinted out of the room. "You won't get far, old man!"
Xxx
"T-Bone, we're coming up on GrimmFall park now."
The pilot of TurboKat nodded, already spotting the large airship hovering over the park. "I got the Grey Man's ship in sight. But I can't shoot it down without it crashing down on the house it's got underneath it."
Razor's console beeped. "We've been painted!"
The Grey Man airship fired its top cannons at the TurboKat, forcing T-Bone to preform evasive maneuvers to dodging the incoming fire.
"Anti-air missiles." Razor reported. "They locked onto us."
"I can shake them." T-Bone replied, gripping the throttle with both hands. "Just hang on tight!"
Xxx
Inside the airship the crew went about their duties, making sure the airship stayed in perfect working order. The systems were easily automated, requiring a minimal crew to operate it and allowed for more agents to handle field work.
That is perhaps a major weakness that was about to be exploited.
Inside the engine room that was empty except for a few engineers a blast of energy appeared in the middle of the room. A vortex of red and black energy, shocking the engineer crew as a Grimm emerged. This Grimm was mantis like, possessing sharp scythe like arms, a signature white masked like face with glowed red eyes and a red underbelly. Following this Grimm came a Griffon that shrieked as it emerged into the engine room, scaring the engineers out.
"Well, it's like they never expected to meet a Grimm capable of forming portals in and out of space and time."
Off the back of the Griffon jumped none other than members of the Invisible Hand, Gentle-Jim and Boris.
"The master was right about this particular Grimm." Gentle-Jim mused, looking at the mantis Grimm. "It allowed us to sneak past all the security."
"Da, Traveler help." Boris nodded, pulling out his clubs. "Now we wreck ship?"
"Indeed we do, my friend." Gentle-Jim, pushed his cloak aside, revealing a pair of knives strapped to his right hip and a cutlass with a golden hilt sheathed to his left. "Indeed we do."
Xxx
It had happened so fast.
Francis was sure his Sonic Collar was adequate enough in neutralizing all threats and ensuring the Ice and Candy Elementals were subdued long enough to be transported to the training camp. But now Abby was staring at her, white and red flames burning from her eyes with a golden Aura surrounding her. Realizing he had made a tactical error Francis moved to activated his collar again.
Only for Abby to growl and lash out with one hand, firing something that hit Francis and knocked him down.
The young agent pressed a hand to his collar again but looked down and…bubblegum? Eyes widening, Francis realized that Abby had disabled his collar.
And she wasn't done yet.
Abby rushed forward, launching a spinning kick at Francis' head which he ducked under and quickly moved to the door. Abby pursued him by pointing her hands behind and firing something that exploded, the recoil launching her at her target. She quickly lashed out with a few jabs that Francis dodged. He tried to fight back, only for Abby's Aura to repel him and send him flying through the door.
Outside the house Tina and Sebben were still fighting the Grey Man when all sides stopped to see Francis crash through the door and skid across the ground.
"Francis?" Epsilon called out but halted when he saw Abby step out onto the porch, eyes still flaming. "The Candy Elemental."
The sheer power everyone could feel from the young girl was rolling off her in waves and from the look on her face she was not happy.
"All agents converge on the Elemental!" Epsilon called out, activating his collar.
"Wait!" Sebben shouted but was too late.
The agents activated their sonic collars, all of them aimed on Abby with Tina and Sebben being caught in the crossfire. Sebben rushed in front of Tina and his yellow Aura flared, becoming a spherical barrier around them both that protected them from the sonic blasts.
"Aura that can manifest into a shield?" Tina marveled, watching as the sphere blocked the incoming sonic based assault. "I've heard of such techniques before but never seen it. It takes years of training and honing Aura to reach this skill level."
As the attacks converged on Abby she brought her hands to her ears and pink bubblegum formed inside, protecting her eardrums from the noise. She then held out both hands and fired what appeared to be liquid bullets that exploded on instant contact with the agents, knocking several of them down.
"She's just conjuring liquid out of thin air?" Tina wondered.
"Not just liquid." Sebben replied as the barrier dissipated. "That's soda topped with mint, meaning instant explosion. And she can control just powerful the explosions really are."
"All of this from candy?" Tina remarked.
"The Candy Elemental has access to creating any kind of chemical found on the periodic table, even being able to create water on its own. Combine several chemical compounds together you can make anything from explosive to acidic." Sebben explained, watching as Epsilon formed a shield around him to protect himself from the soda mint explosions. "It's easy to underestimate this Element because they believe the only thing dangerous about candy would be rotting your teeth."
Abby brought her hands together and closed her eyes in concentration. Her hands parted and a sphere made of green liquid appeared that she held above her head. The sphere split into smaller spheres, shooting at the cables attaching the small land mass to the airship above. The instant the liquid touched the cables they began to dissolve away, revealing that liquid was acidic.
"Hang on!" Sebben grabbed Tina and rushed into the house, grabbing Abby and pulling her inside as the cables dissolved.
The house and the surrounding ground fell back to the giant hole that had been made, impacting it hard enough to shake the entire park. The Grey Men unfortunately had come prepared for such an event. Using jetpacks attached to their backs they had flown away to avoid getting injured in the fall. They were now regrouping around the house, already planning their next move.
Inside the house Tina looked down at the now unconscious Abby on her lap as her Aura receded. "She just melted those cables."
"Yes. And by the smell of it I think she used Green Apple Splat in its expired state. When expired it becomes an extremely potent acid. Why anyone actually enjoys that health hazard I'll never know." Sebben mused, seeing a white Aura shield surrounding everyone else in the house that protected them from the fall, cast by Pops. "Thank you."
Pops nodded.
"Green Apple Splat? That soft drink made by exploding frogs?" Tina shuddered in disgust. "Yeah, only that drink could cause such damage."
Back outside Epsilon was holding an unconscious Francis as he considered his next move. No doubt Huntsmen were on the way, already alerted by this fight. They needed to move in and extract the Elementals now.
"Incoming!"
Epsilon turned around, spotting Mordecai and Rigby shooting straight at him on the cart and quickly moved out of the way. The two drove past him, slamming into the garage door.
Epsilon had enough. "Move in and capture now. The Elementals are to remain unharmed. Lethal use on anyone else is authorized."
"I think not, Epsilon!"
The agent looked up in time to see Major Glory hovering in the sky, coming down in front of the house to act as a protector, looking very angry.
"Major Glory." Epsilon greeted calmly. "I had heard you were off dealing with an earthquake."
"Luckily it was not enough to cause extreme damage or I would have been longer with the others. But I am glad to be back so I can remind you of the folly of causing trouble in my city!" Major Glory declared, glaring hotly at Epsilon.
"My people have decided the Elementals cannot be properly trained or protected by Sebben or you. We intend to ensure they are properly trained and conditioned to fight against any enemy." Epsilon retorted.
"That is not for your people to decide. Despite your beliefs you do not decide the safety of mankind or decide to take away the lives of children who are gifted." Glory clenched a fist. "You are not responsible for their safety."
"No, that duty has been relegated to my son, Francis." Epsilon gestured to his still unconscious 'son'. "At the very least he will be professional."
"It's funny you say 'will' when it doesn't seem likely." From behind Major Glory emerged Sebben and Tina from the house. "Last we checked, Epsilon you have yet to make a successful extraction and I can assure you more Huntsmen are on the way."
"Like my mom!"
Skips and Muscle Man were behind Epsilon, both of them looking absolutely fine even though they had been left to fight Attack Pods on their own.
"Then I will have to use Extraction Plan Delta." Epsilon held up his wrist communicator. "Activate the-"
An explosion from the airship cut him off, diverting everyone's attention as the airship as it began to tilt.
"What now?" Tina wondered.
Suddenly escape pods as a Griffon tore through the hull, letting out a loud screech as the airship began to rise up into the sky.
"The auto-destruct launch sequence has been activated!" Epsilon said in realization.
The Griffon landed on the ground, dropping a mantis Grimm and two humans that had been on its back. The airship rose up into the sky, vanishing behind the clouds before exploding in a massive ball of fire.
"What is going on?" Tina looked at the two humans with the Grimm. "Humans working with Grimm?"
"Not ordinary humans." Sebben said, stepping in front of her. "I recognize them. Sir James of South America and former Russian Huntsmen Boris, both members of the Invisible Hand. A group that answers directly to Sammael."
Tina's eyes widened and she quickly unsheathed her rapier. "A group of humans working for Sammael?"
"Indeed we are, my lady." Gentle-Jim answered as he humbly bowed. "Tina Matthews, life partner of Dracon Matthews. We've heard a great deal about you."
"In the name of founding fathers, you are both under arrest." Major Glory proclaimed. "Surrender peacefully and you will be treated fairly."
"I imagine we would be, but I'm afraid our master would have something to say about our unscheduled incarceration." Gentle-Jim replied as Boris growled. "In fact, I imagine he has something to say right about now."
Suddenly a portal appeared behind the two and they parted to the sides, allowing everyone to gaze into the portal and see what was on the other side.
A dark throne in a large room with windows showing a red misty night sky and standing behind the throne, looking out the window was a tall man with red hair falling down to his shoulders, dressed in all black.
He turned around, showing pale skin with black, red and purple vein like markings traveling down his face and neck, red eyes with black sclera and a burning eye tattoo on his left hand.
Major Glory and Sebben both narrowed their eyes, staring at the smirking Fallen standing in the portal while Tina looked on with widened eyes, having never seen this particular Fallen before. Inside the house both Nigel and Abby were suddenly awakened with sudden feeling of imminent danger screaming at them.
"Phil Ken Sebben, Major Glory. It's been far too long." Sammael spoke through the portal, looking at every person. "Tina Matthews, I've heard so much about you and your husband. Agent Epsilon and your future successor."
"Sammael." Major Glory growled, gritting his teeth as he glared at the Fallen.
"Such a rare look in your eyes, Major Glory." Sammael chuckled. "Tell me, do you intend to follow your uncle's footsteps and attempt to slay me like he did?"
That was when Major Glory, the symbol of Peace and Justice seemingly snapped as he shot at the portal with a fist clenched, aiming to use it to hopefully strike his enemy down once and for all.
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Name: Bud Gleeful
Aura: Light Blue
Semblance: Damage Transfer
Description: When activated any injury Bud feels is transferred to his enemies instead. Such injuries include bruises, cuts and even broken arms.
Weapon: None
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New Grimm Sighted
Name: Traveler
Classification: Insect
Appearance: Resembles a praying mantis with scythe shaped arms, red underbelly, white mantis shaped mask/face and red glowing eyes.
Abilities: Travelers have the ability to open portals in and out of space and time, traveling to a pocket dimension known as the Shadow Zone. Once inside the person trapped cannot be seen, heard or felt by the outside world. This ability is valuable when on missions requiring stealth but the Traveler or Fallen must be present to open a portal out of the dimension, otherwise anyone inside would remain trapped for all eternity.