Thread: Cursed with Prophecy

XDD Emelia makes me thing of Ed from Cowboy beebop XDD soooo cute!!! XDDD the SDTF, or Special Division Tactical Force, was a large organization that spanned the globe and a little bit beyond it. They where an organization that remained hidden from all and any humans, even the president and other world leaders where completely unaware of the SDTF, which was made up of some very interesting beings. Not humans, no, but 'immortals' creatures that where seemingly ageless, creatures that where not supposed to exist. Vampires, werewolves, Dragons, fairies, succubi and other various beings where in fact real. Even Demon's and Angels, though they held no ties to religion, they where in fact the beings that created it. The SDTF was invisible to everything that was human, nothing knew about them, but them, and the immortal that ran around the world. They where there to protect the humans from the immortals who would love to do them harm, a secrete organization that helped human's flourish even when they where crap-shooting their way to the dumpster at mach 10 speed. They where a silent benefactor to the human species, waiting for the day when human's would be intelligent enough to handle not being the top of the food chain. If war where to break out with the humans, the immortals would win, no matter how overpopulated the humans where. The immortals had better weapons, better bodies, and better abilities, humans where just lucky they survived the dark ages. The person who lead the SDTF, or the Captain, of the area in which One landed was a woman known as Chandra Rosewood. She had been called Chandra because of her utter pale perfection. She had long perfectly black hair that was so dark it looked like it had blue highlights when she stood under the lighting just right. Her skin was pale and milky perfection that gleamed with health. Her eyes where a deep dark midnight blue that could hold and captivate anyone who crossed paths with her. But the reason why she was called Chandra, which meant Moon, was the perfectly white mark on her forehead that was shaped like a crescent moon, a common birthmark in her families line, but it always meant that person was doomed for greatness. Doomed, because it often came at a very heavy price. She was eating lunch when the call came in, her eyes reading over a series of paperwork that she needed to fill out. She looked to be no more than twenty five, but had been alive for over a thousand years, one of the only remaining pure blooded vampires she was one of the most powerful beings on earth, and possibly beyond. She was a seventh generation pure blood, that meant her parents where vampires, their parents where both vampires, her grandmother and grandfathers where both vampires, all the way up to seven generations, a very strong bloodline ran through her veins. She sighed when she heard Emilee chatter at her from the small invisible earpiece she had in her ear, which wirelessly connected to everyone elses. Anyone of a certain authority had her connected to their head sets and she sighed, pressing a finger to a button laying just beneth the skin behind her right ear, beeping into Emilee's line. you've been drinking coffee again haven't you? How many times have I told you not to drink that shit? It make's you hallucinate. but she got up, tucking her paperwork under her arm and headed to the control room rather than listen to Emilee whine at her. She headed in, smacked the ancient over the head, simply because she felt like it and could... not to mention the woman was sitting on her chair improperly, again... and focused on the computer, her eyes widening. shit and Jesus. she cursed shaking her head. bring up the video feed and put it onto the big screen. she ordered. The ten foot tall and seven foot wide screen was normally only used for football games and important conference calls so everyone could see everyone, today, it was used to communicate with alien life. As soon as the picture flickered on, and the alien's voice began, Chandra saluted to the creature. i am Captain Chandra Marie Rosewood, Captain of the SDTF Sector 42 Sir! she informed him. what can we do for you today? that was so like a vampire, she didn't even bat an eye that she was talking to an Alien, something that wasn't even supposed to exist, then again, neither was she, so that probably had something to do with it... her being odd was a big help too. All the while she was speaking calmly, she was studying the alien intently, looking amazed at his appearance, humanoid yet clearly very much NOT, a human, or an Immortal, she had never seen something so remarkable before in her lifetime, it was stunning, amazing, and for now she was going to keep it to herself. Emilee, make sure all feeds into this room are closed, we don't want anyone to know about this just yet. she ordered, her voice hushed so the Alien wouldn't hear her. this could cause a mass panic and that's the LAST thing we need right now. If I catch you telling anyone about this either I'll gut you and see how long it takes for them to heal. she growled before turning her attention back to the alien.