Thread: The Vampiric Third Reich (Milenko x Shibby)

Of course you kommandant can trust me, if your unsure I have enough Officers who can vouch for me... With this he imediatly pulled a pen from his jack and pulled a peice of paper towards him before scribbleing the name and telephone number of a SS Officer he had worked for back in france. Once finished he slid the peice of paper over to Elise. Their you go, Heinrich Gaston I worked for him personally back in Paris.. Harry went on to explain, confident he had deceived Heinrich Gaston enough for him to trust him. He sat back in his chair with his arms crossed. He seemed to project confidence and trust. After all this was his job, to lie and decieve. He knew with the Phisician job he would beable to get all the infomation he needed about the SS Paranormal and Occult Devision. Also the possibillity of their being another spy here interested him. After all she would be bound to know some interesting things. So have I got the job?... or has my trip from Paris been in vain? He asked casually desperate for a answer. Simon soon was finished in the shower and dried of his body, he then made his way back into his bedroom and got into bed. He had been up since dawn and would have to be again tomorrow when Viktor retreats for the day. Simon lay naked under the red silk bed covers and was quick to fall asleep. As Viktor reached the bottom of the stairs he was greeted by two vampiric guards standing either side of a old iron door. They had recently releived the human day guards of their duties and stood ready to denie any humans entry. not even Simon could enter and even if he could he wouldnt be able to see a thing without a flash light. The guards stood to attention as Viktor came into view, Viktor nodded in response before one of the guards opened the door for him. Once open Viktor stepped into the darkness of the his vampiric lair. As he entered the guards left the door open for Annabella and were quick to close it and lock it behind her. As if it was a brightly lit room, Viktor's vampiric eyes saw everything in the darkness. The large crypt like room was filled with old book cases, tables littered with anciant artifacts and other things of an occult nature. In the center of the room was a large circular desk with a revolveing chair at the center, next to it was a maniquin the same hight as Viktor which wore a black robe. Viktor casually removed his SS uniform stripping himself naked infront of the Vampires who busyilly worked around him without a care he was naked. Setting the uniform on the desk before he slid on his black robe. Every item in the room was part of Viktor's collection he had collected over the many years of his existance. As a human he was a occultist and part of a satantic cult led by a Succubus whom freed Viktor from the shackles of mortality. Here in the darkness Viktor and his fellow Vampiric occultists worked throughout the night trying to find a way to cure their afflictions. The plan was to keep the pros of vampirism and lose the cons. Over the years many vampires had given their lives to Viktor for his failed experiments. He pushed open a small hatch on the desk and stepped into its center where he sat on the chair. Arround him on his ring shaped desk where books and artifacts that he felt were key to his mission.