Thread: Supernatural Detection Task Force

Most people didn't believe a word about the supernatural being real but then Christopher Blackwood wasn't any normal, average person. He considered himself to be that way though and would enthusiastically deny that he was anything other than ordinary. But the fact of the matter was that he was a mutant, yes much like those in X-Men, and didn't quite know how to deal with it. Unlike in the movie, he had no idea whether or not there was a school to teach people like him and dared not ask anyone. After all, if there wasn't, he was going to seem like a lunatic and people would probably try to commit him. On the other hand, if he pretended everything was fine he would have a good life, as long as he kept his abilities under wraps. Still, due to the fact that he had these abilities, he couldn't help but be quite interested in everything supernatural, hoping that one day he would find someone like him. So, when the possibility of a secret supernatural organization came to light, Christopher was excited about finding out more. That is until the incident had happened and then everything had changed when it came to his feelings about his abilities. And then one night, someone from the bondage club he frequented had confirmed the existence of the organization last night. He had tried to contain his excitement and anticipation as best he could because if he got too overly emotional his ability tended to get out of control. Tonight, when the knock sounded on the door, he quickly opened it and picked up the duffel bag he'd placed by the door in preparation for this time. Inside it were the only things that mattered to him, some sentimental objects including a few objects that could be seen as weapons, three sets of clothes, toiletries, a pack of condoms and lube and a variety of sex toys that he loved. He already had his wallet and keys on him, so there was no need to look around for those things and he was dressed in cool linen with a black leather jacket. The blond's shoulder length hair was tied back in a short ponytail at the base of his neck and his green eyes were sparkling as he thought about what was to come. He looked up at the man who was waiting for him at the door and marveled once more at his height, Christopher himself was a tall six feet but this man was at least six inches taller than him! It was like looking up at a man on stilts or something! But he didn't want to tease him about it right now since he wasn't sure if the other male had a sense of humor or not when it came to his height. Oh, I don't really have anything important that I need except this duffel bag here... but sure if you want to move my things out that's fine. Christopher said with a nod and heaved the duffel bag over his shoulder, not wanting to let it out of his sight. He was rather protective of the things that were important to him. Sure thing, Hulk. I mean... Tank was it? The blond asked, biting his lip, hoping Tank hadn't taken offense to his little nickname. He followed Tank to the limo and slid inside at the other male's gesture and looked around in the darkness, focusing on the cherry red glow of a long-pipe. Only a few seconds later he finally saw someone who he thought was the leader of the SDTF Division. Yes I am. Good evening, sir. He said, stretching out his hand to shake as was the normal thing to do when meeting someone you didn't know. It was also expected in a business situation. Christopher watched as Xane flipped something open on the small table that sat in-between them and picked up the thick file that the man had slid over to him. Flipping through it, he bit his lip when he realized what it was and wondered whether there was any mention of him getting into trouble with water constantly throughout his life. His ability was to create, control and manipulate water of all forms and consistencies. But he didn't have complete control over it and still didn't which was rather frightening to him. In the past, when he had been younger it had been more apparent since he didn't know how to deal with it as well as he did now. I don't know about that, I'm just a normal, average person. But I do have a more open mind than most. He said with a shrug and cleared his throat. When Tank spoke of him as a human, Christopher seemed to relax a bit more. Don't underestimate us humans! The blond said with a small smile but that smile faltered ever so slightly when Tank mentioned supernatural capabilities. When his record was read off, Christopher nodded. My preferred weapon is the bow and I actually brought with me the weapon my twin brother gave me for my eighteenth birthday. He added and when asked why he wanted to join the SDTF, the blond got straight to the point without fail. I want to protect people from the supernatural creatures out there and help make the world a better place. That much was true but he had an ulterior motive as well. Still, his ulterior motive wasn't going to hurt anyone and didn't have anything to do with the SDTF so they didn't need to know that. I don't intend to die here. Not yet and not now. Christopher added, just to make sure they knew he wasn't suicidal and wasn't in this just for the curiosity.