NationStates Jolt Archive

RPers:
Kazakhstania
Nation of Fortune
Shrin Kali


IC: The day started out right for General Nicolai Krylenko, the commander of the Black Wolves. He is a man with gray hair and a gray bread, a normal looking old man but he was a natural born killer. He was on his front porch enjoying the sun rise. His light blue eyes scanned the horizon, looking over the mountains. This man was well know to his men, both respected and feared at the same time with men.

One day maybe four year ago, a man got out of line and the General solved the problem by himself. In his early years as the commander of the Black Wolves, he would have let Count JWolf solve the problem with the soldiers. But he solve this problem with his fists, a fight to the death. The General was 60 years old and the problem maker was 24 years old. The fight took place in what the men called ‘Hell’s Gate’, a black slab of stone cut into a circle with the Black Wolves symbol in the middle. On that day, it was raining and seats around the ’Hell’s Gate’ were being fill up as the two men enter. It started went Count JWolf and Gabriel arrived and took their place in their area, what the men call ‘The Sky Box’. The problem maker was doing damage to the 60 year old man but Krylenko never backed down. It look like the problem maker would win but the true show itself at the end of the fight. As the General fell to his knee, he made his prey come to him. As the problem maker got over the ‘fallen’ general, Krylenko shot up and attack like a lion. Knocking the man on the ground, the General hit the man in his spine causing major damage to spine. The man just fell back and his eye looked into the forest around the ‘Hell’s Gate’, blood ran from his mouth. But the problem maker was still alive and the General need to finished it. He took a pistol from one of the Black Wolf soldiers in the front row and cocked the hammer back. Slowly placed the end of pistol on the man head, he pulled the trigger. A loud bang shot through the surrounding forest and the problem maker was died. The General give the pistol back to Black Soldier and walk out of the arena.

But that was four year ago and a memory in all of Black Wolf soldiers’ minds. Now, the General was at his house and was about to make some eggs for breakfast. Then a strong pain shot through his body, he could not breath. He was having a heart attack. After a few minutes, he has died at the age of 64. And took about 30 minutes to find him died in his living room floor, a group of soldiers found him laying face down on the hard wood floor.

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Around a hour later, the Count’s aide runs into his office. Count JWolf’s eyes shot from the reports he was read and at the door opening. “What is it, Malcolm?” he asked with a little hind of anger in his voice. His aide could tell he was in deep shit and bowed to the Count then took a sit in chair in front of the Count‘s desk. The aide looks maybe 24 years old and in a three piece black suit with spiky blonde hair and pale blue eyes.

“Sorry to disturb you, Count but I have new about the General.” said Malcolm. “He is not with us anymore.” Count JWolf knew what his aide meant, he has heard it a lot during his time on Earth. “Who did it?” he asked as he took a drink from a black gobbet, full of type A+ blood. “Nobody killed him, he had a powerful heart attack.” said Malcolm. With a mouth full of blood, Count JWolf was surprised and spit the blood out. “You got to shit me, Right?” he asked as the blood hit the aide’s face. “No, Count. He has died of a heart attack.” said Malcolm as he got out a handkerchief and got the blood of his face. “I can’t believe it. I would have thought he would have been shot or something cool.” the Count said “Get his funeral together and call his remaining family members.” As Malcolm got up and head to the door, Count JWolf said “Call Gabriel, too.” Then a sound came for behind him, only JWolf heard it. “Cancel that last part. The angel is here.” nodded his head and left the office. Spinning his chair to face the balcony door, the Count said “Good morning, Gabriel.” Gabriel was wearing black pants and no shrit or shoes but it was like was snowing outside. Walking into the room, his wings wrap around him and he said “Same to you, Haima Lukos.” Haima Lukos is what Count JWolf was called when him and Gabriel meet in Greece, over 2,000 year ago and it means Blood Wolf in Ancient Greek. Those eyes still get the Count every time he looks at them “Got bad new. The General is died.” the Count said as Gabriel was walking up a the mini-bar in the corner of the Count’s office. “That is not good. Got anybody to take over his position?” Gabriel asked. “No but I got an idea. Send out a message all over the world, asking for their top mercs.” the Count said. “Offer them a the rank of General and a house on my lands.” Taking a drink for his silver gobbet, he added “I think that there is a nation full of mercs. I think it is called the Mercenary State of Nation of Fortune.” Gabriel was listen and pouring a shot glass of some type of liquor then said “So, I will write the message and sent all over the world.” Before Gabriel head back to his home in mountains, Count JWolf said “We need a sniper to lead our sniper division, too.” Gabriel’s black wings unfold as he was on the balcony and said “Will do.” Then as quietly as he came, he left without any sound.

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The message was sent out world wide by Gabriel.

Dear Mercenaries of the World,

The name is Gabriel, the First Prime to Count JWolf. We are offering a job in the Black Wolves, Count JWolf’s own army. There are two jobs to be filled; a commander spot and a sniper commander spot. We want the best of the best. There will be three tests for the commander job and two tests for the sniper job. The winners of both sets of test will get a house (four bedroom/ two bath) on Count JWolf’s lands, the rank of a General, and 10,000 Blood Credits each month to use anyway you want. Send us a message back and we will send something to pick you up. And before you get here, I have one thing to tell you. Count JWolf is a vampire and I am an angel. I hope that does not change anybodies mind after reading that.

Signed,

First Prime Gabriel

Valerie stepped out of her small shack near Madra City, the capitol of Nation of Fortune. It was an overcast day, with a threat of rain. She was dressed in a black cloak and woodland pattern MARPAT pants. Under her cloak she had a tactical vest, loaded with various weapons, including two browning BDM pistols, and KA-BAR's to go with them. On her back she had two FN-P90's with silencers. She turned her head, looked into the woods, and shouted, "What do you want old man?" After she said this she heard a screech, and saw a large bird swoop out of the sky. DWAR stepped out of the woods, and Zephyr landed on his specially designed shoulder pad. "I come to inform you of a job, in a small country called The Transylvania," he handed her the letter he had recieved.

She glanced the letter over and looked at him.

"Well what do you think Val?"
"I guess I'll do it. My guess is your going for the sniper position?"
"You have to ask?"
"Well then I'll go for the commander position, we both know your the best sniper in the world."
"Oh come on, I seriously doubt that"
"Nevermind you brick wall, lets just go" She walked into her cabin and came out carrying and M60 in one hand and her cougar, Haushinka, in tow. She walked towards her Humvee and placed her belongings in the vehicle. She looked at DWAR and said, "You getting in?" DWAR said nothing and walked over to the vehicle, and moving his golden eagle to his arm instead of his shoulder.

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Ernine Esras, better known as the Iron Maiden, sorted through her mail. She had a few catalouges, a letter from relatives, a few bills, and most interesting a letter from the government of NoF. She opened the letter from NoF, and saw that it requested her presence. She went outside hopped on her 1940's BMW R75, and headed for the nearest office, which was about 5 minutes away.
When she arrived there, she was greeted warmly by Cyrus Lanier the Commandant, and ruler of Nation of Fortune. He wanted her to go The Transylvania and try to win the sniper contest, to "improve" relations with the small nation. She agreed, and before she knew it she was back on her bike heading towards the small nation. She would have much prefered the other position, but she knew that she didn't have enough experience to command experienced soldiers, so she had to go with her abilities as a sniper.

Kazakhstanian HQ heard of this quickly, as it does most worldwide news. It was a military operation, and was ready to discard the letter when...

"Wait! Why don't we forward that to the Kurdish Freelancers?"

"Because they are Kurds, and work here, not mercenaries!"

"Well I heard that their second in command was out of sorts with the group. perhaps he would wan't to try?"

"Well...forward it to him, then get back to the latest Hockey scores."

And so, the letter was forwarded, via the usual channels, to this Second in Command, one Michael Hallum. He was sitting, clearing the barrel of his personal SA-80 when the letter arrived, delivered by private courier. He took one look before sending a reply, which read:

'Colonel Michael Hallum, proud Kurd. Will turn up for tests.'

That was all that needed to be said. Then, he wandered off to post it, and with a flash of Snow Camo he was gone.

A tall African American with a big afro, his name was Eisenhower Canty. He was wearing a tie-dye shirt with a big medallion around his neck. He walked into Big E's Bar & Grill and head to the back. As he enter his office, he saw a letter on the desk. All it had on the front was a small dark gray circle with a black wolf howling at the moon, the logo of the Black Wolves, in the top right corner. This is the second time he has saw this symbol. Opening it up, he was thinking about the first time is saw that symbol. It was during his time in Africa as a 'freedom' fighter and about four years ago. He was heading into the border of Congo, to find a village of native fighters. After a five day hike, he stopped to rest for away when a attack for nowhere happen near him. Gun fire could be hear and he could see smoke about two miles ahead of him. Then something black flew by him, so he took off to followed it. After running for two miles, he was dog tried. He drop down and crawl to the top of a hill. As his eyes scanned over the hill, he saw the same black figure fighting a group of soldiers. The figure was a white man in a black trenchcoat and was only armed with some type of claws on his hands. The soldiers could not do anything but died. Eisenhower thought the man was a god. After all the soldiers were died, Eisenhower yelled to the man "Who are you?"
The man turned his hand at the man and yelled "I am your God." Before heading into jungles. Eisenhower was shocked and started getting up. When the man came out behind him, Eisenhower spun around and pointed his gun at his 'God'. "You are not my God, white man." he said as his finger was pulling the trigger. Before the gun could fire, he was pulled from the owner hands and was sent flying into the jungles. "No shit. The name is Count JWolf. I was pay to kill those soldiers." said the man before disappearing back into the jungle, never to be seen again. The symbol was on a band that wrapped around his right arm.

Reading the letter, Eisenhower's eyes grew wider as he read on. "It looks like I'm going to this Transylvania then. To meet that man again." Getting up and heading to a nearby locker, he got out some thing and headed to the bar. "H, I will be heading away for some time." he said before heading outside and to his 1970 Cadillac. Starting her up, he head to the airport. After he got there, he bought a ticket to the nation of the Transylvania. After a little bit, he was in the air and heading to meet the vampire.

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The known as L Rizzle was weel known in the West Coast rap game. But his real name was Michael Johnson. He was sitting behind his big desk, when his office door open up. "Yo L Rizzle, I got lizzle for ya." said a tall black man. "What the hizzle is it about?" asked the red head white rapper. "Something about a J.O.B. in some type of army." said the man. "Oh sizzle. I is up for that. To the Rizzle-mobile." said L Rizzle as he jump up and head to the underground garage. As they enter the doors, leading to the garage, they saw the Rizzle-mobile. A solid black BMW 330i with 20 inch spinners. Pushing button a his key chain, the doors open and the two men got in. Starting up the car, he shot up of the garage door and on to the street. They were on the freeway and heading to L.A.X in no time. As they pulled up a hanger in L.A.X, a money green jet sat outside. The Rizzle-jet was what it is called. Parking the BMW inside the hanger, the men got aboard the jet. While in ten minutes, the jet was in the air and heading to the J.O.B.

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Arkady Rossovich is a Russian and a fat one at that. He ate ten times a day and loved every bit of it. He was eating a big breakfast, when his woman walked in with a letter. "Got your ass up and go win this job or I will get my dad on you." The fat Russian got up and said "Yes, baby doll." Taking the letter, he head to the hanger on the army base and hopped aboard an old Russian plane. It took over a hour to get the plane really to air but less then five minutes to get the piece of junk in the air.

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The old man, Dai Guan, was satting in his meditation room when there was a knock on his first door downstairs. "Who is that?" he called out a nearby window in Chinese. A scared voice yelled back, "Sir, you have mail." Old man Guan got up and head looked down at the man, "Throw it up here then" he yelled down to the man. The mailman sent the letter flying in the air and the fast old hands stopped the letter in mid-air. "Thank you." Dai said before throwing a rock at the man. As the man took off running away hold his head, Dai sat down in a chair by the window and open the letter. After he finished the letter, he said “This Wolf person reminds me of a person 1,000 years ago. He was fast and strong. Maybe it is him.” Getting up and heading to a desk on the other side of the room, he picked up a picture and placed it in his Komodo. Then he head downstairs and outside. Getting in a near taxi, it was heading to airport and to a waiting plane.

Jarred looked out the window for a moment, at the dusky pre-dawn light, then glanced in his inbox and was surprised to find something was actually in it - and something that wasn't an advertisement, praise be. He read it over quickly. Apparently, a request for mercenaries was going out. He grinned, and thought to himself, I know just who to send, and good riddens to him. He took the letter and strode down to the barracks. He opened the door, walked across the room to the alarm, and slammed it. An alarm bell sounded. A moment later, a shot rang out and the bell stopped. The lights all flared on, revealing that Jarred was surrounded by his own men. A familiar fuzzy face was standing at the front of the mob, holding a smoking pistol.

"We've been up for an hour doing drills, waiting for you to get your lazy ass out of bed. Sir." The last part was crushingly sarcastic. "To make it worse, you just walked straight through a mob. I'm glad we're not learning by your example, Sir."

Jarred turned his gaze around the room, taking a quick inventory. Sure enough, the entire squad was standing alert, fully dressed, and fully alert. Damned that 'Cassar, he was sent here and took over. "You, private, are out of line. And praise be, you're also out of here." Jarred held out the letter. McCassar snapped it up.

"Well, I have some luck after all. Goodbye... Sir." He started to holster his gun. Just before it got there, it snapped back up and another shot rang, splitting the morning air. Jarred stood for a moment, and then crumpled. A few laughs broke out. 'Cassar hadn't shot him, but rather had sent the bullet whizzing by so close to his neck that a trail of burned skin was visible. A fanged smile split McCassar's scarred muzzle. "You always were a coward. Sir." He turned and strode out of the the barracks, heading for the base's HQ to find transportation to Transylvania. A few minutes later, he had authorization and a flight out.

"A high-class diplomat's jet?" McCassar thought idly to himself, fingering the plush seat. "Either this is more important than was suggested, or my superiors are just that scared of me." He laughed at the thought, stretching and sprawling comfortably over the seat.

Val pulled the Humvee up to the small shack that was used as border patrol, and stepped out of the vehicle to talk to the guard.
"We're here for the mercenary thing," she said to the guard.
"I'll have to see your papers ma'am"
"What papers?"
"The letter of invintation."
"I don't have one," she said remembering how she had thrown them away earlier after using it to wipe up blood from Haush and Zephyr's meal.
"I'm gonna have to ask you to leave then." As he said this he raised his rifle
Val pulled out her two KA-BAR's and said, "I suggest you let me and my friend go through, either way we are getting in. I frankly don't care if I kill you"


"Ma'am, I'm afraid I can't let you through," at this she took another step forward. He let a three round burst fly into her gut. She bent forward and yelled, "MOTHERFUCKER!!!" after a second or two she stood straight up and laughed, no sign she had even been shot. She ran towards him and stabbed him in the stomach and the chest, into his lung.

She walked back to the Humvee, and asked DWAR to drive, she needed to extract some bullets from her gut.

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The Iron Maiden pulled up to the guard booth minutes later, and found bleeding guard laying on the snow covered ground. She hopped back on her bike and headed for the castle.

The plane, that Eisenhower is on, landed in Vlad the Impaler Airport. Eisenhower
Head down the stari and was meet by two men. “Eisenhower Canty, you are coming with us.” Before Eisenhower could say Hell no, he said the Black Wolf symbol and said “Lead the way.” The three men head to a nearby black hummer. Four Yamaha R1 surround it, engine fire up as the men got into the hummer. The Black Wolf vehicles took off towards Count JWolf’s lands.

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The Rizzle-jet landed in Vlad the Impaler Airport. As L Rizzle got off, he ran into two men. “Sirs, follow us.” L -Rizzle and his friend followed the men to a black hummer. The four men got inside of the black hummer. Four Yamaha R1 surround it, engine fire up as the men got into the hummer. The Black Wolf vehicles took off towards Count JWolf’s lands.

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The piece of junk Russian plane landed in Vlad the Impaler Airport. Arkady Rossovich fell out of the plane’s door and land face down at the feet of two men. “Sorry, I am a little drunk.” said Rossovich. “Get on your feet and come with us.” said one of them. Helping the Rossovich and pointing towards the hummer, they push him in. Then the Black Wolf vehicles took off towards Count JWolf’s lands.

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The plane, that Dai Guan is on, landed in Vlad the Impaler Airport. The men waiting for Dai Guan, watched everybody get off of the plane. They did not see the old man get off. Then somebody tapped on one of men’s shoulder, “Are you going to take me to Count Jwolf?” said a Asian man in back of the black hummer. “Yes.” said both men. Then the Black Wolf vehicles took off towards Count JWolf’s lands.

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News has went out, that a couple of border guards have been killed. The area was searched and only found two types of tire tracks. Tires for a hummer and tires for a motorcycle. If the killers make it to Count JWolf’s lands, they will be safe.

"Val, you know you sure are a show off," DWAR said kepping his eyes on the snowy road.
"Yeah,...." she said trailing off. She reached into her body and pulled the third bullet out, holding the wound open with her knife. She poured some Rubbing alcohol on the wound before pulling the knife out, and pressing the edges of the cut together. Within thirty seconds the wound was gone. She wiped her own blood off of the knife. "I should take control of the .50 that's mounted on this." she said after wiping as much of the blood away as she could.
"Why?" DWAR asked in a cold voice.
"I just killed some of their border control, if they ignore that then they are pretty stupid." she climbed into the back and opened the hatch, stepping up and cocking a round into the fifty.

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The Iron Maiden sped up to catch the vehicle that had killed the guards. After a little bit she saw a Humvee. She looked at it and thought "Damn, those markings look just like NoF Merc markings." She watched as the .50 that was mounted on top swung around and pointed at her. She sped up and pulled along side them, the .50 pointing at her the whole time. She made motions for them to pull over, they did.

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DWAR looked in the Mirror and saw a familiar looking motorcycle. He told Val not to shoot, but keep it pointed at her. When she pulled up beside them and told them to pull over he did, despite Val's protests. When he stepped out of the Humvee, he looked at the motorcycle driver and recognized Ernine Esras.

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Esras stepped off of the bike and started walking towards the Humvee. When her teacher stepped out of the driver seat of the vehicle she was shocked, and realized that now she had no chance of winning that competition.

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"Hello Iron Maiden. It's been a while. four years to be presicse. As a matter of fact that was before I went ot that hell hole known as the Golden Simitar." DWAR said, looking at her with his cold and piercing eye's. She nodded in aagreement.
"So, what are you doing here?" she asked him
"You should know what I'm doing here." He said. They looked at eachother for a few seconds, and then he went back into Val's humvee. He started it up, and began moving when she started running after them yelling, "Can I come with you?" DWAR stopped the car and said "No, you chose to come here. I am not gonna hold your hand everystep of the way." He took off leaving her to her motorcycle and a slowly falling snow. She got back on her bike and took off afrer them.

The snow started to slow down to nothing then four solid black hummers came up behind the two vehicles from NoF. On the hood of each hummer was the symbol of the Black Wolves and each one has a .50 mounted on the top of it. One of them pulled up beside the hummer form NoF and a brown hair man rolled down the window. “We will be your escorts to Count JWolf’s lands.” yelled the man with a Scottish accent. The other hummers moved to both sides of the road and placing the NoF vehicles in the middle of them.

Val pulled her head out of the cold evening sky and pulled the hatch closed. She shook the snow out of her hair, and layed down in the back of the Humvee, Haushinka laying down next to her.

OOC:

I am sorry guys, but it looks like I don't have the time for this scale of RP. I had some really good ideas, but I just don't have the time. Schoolwork and prior commitments. Sorry!

The plane went in for a smooth landing, but not smooth enough. Sensing the change in pressure, McCassar sat up straight and then stood up. He'd changed into ordinary clothes shortly after taking off, his uniform being rather too uncomfortable for spending a long period with little movement and no changes in scenery. He picked up his pack from the seat next to him and strode to the bathroom with it in hand.

"Please remain seated until we have landed, sir." A flight attendant interrupted him halfway there.

"I think not, miss. I have to change." Although this was delivered in a fairly reasonable tone of voice, he followed it up by shoving her roughly to the side and walking past. Once in the bathroom, he changed quickly, and was rather pleased to find that his jet-black parade uniform still looked freshly pressed. He pulled out a small case that contained, in plush seating, the various honors he had obtained in combat before. He pinned them to his uniform. Right then, the plane landed, and there was a slight jolt on landing. Thanks to said jolt, he accidentally put a pinhead through the webbing between two fingers. He stared at it for a moment, then shrugged and pulled it back out, quickly finishing the arrangement of metals on the front of his uniform. As a last touch, he slipped on the slim, graceful black metal helmet that completed the uniform. He took the three pistols at the bottom of the bag and hid them in three padded areas on the uniform, then strode out of the bathroom and, stopping first to pick up his pack and strap it on roughly, out the airplane.

Once outside, he was greeted by a contingent of three men. He looked up into their faces coldly, then barked an order. "Lead!" The two were taken aback, but did so. He followed them towards a black hummer and sat down awkwardly, turned aside to allow room for his tail to rest on the seat next to him. His left hand rested on his thigh the entire time, near one of the concealed pistols.

He was privately grateful that the Hummer was heated. He hadn't been aware this was such a cold region. Snow was something he'd only seen once, while training on a mountain peak near Perth. He certainly did not allow his discomfort to be visible, though.

OOC: I am sorry guys, but it looks like I don't have the time for this scale of RP. I had some really good ideas, but I just don't have the time. Schoolwork and prior commitments. Sorry!

OOC: It is ok. Do your schoolwork before you RP. That is what I always do.

IC: The Black Wolves' hummers and NoF vehicles are about ten miles away from Count JWolf's lands. The snow has stop in the area and there barely any of snow on the roads.

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The small group of Black Wolf hummers are 30 minutes away from Check Point One. The small group looks like a small army with a biker gang surrounding them. Every other car on the road moved out of the way because they knew they are Black Wolves vehicles.

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The men in hummer that had McCassar in it, thought he was a mini-wolf man but didn't look at him in the hummer. As the hummer head out of the airport, four Yamaha R1s drove beside it. The hummer would be the last one to arrive at Check Point One.

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Meanwhile, a solid black Ford GT pulled out of Castle Von Wolf’s driveway. Getting on the main road heading towards Check Point One, Count JWolf floored it and the car jump from 0 to 60 in less then 3.6 seconds. The car topped out at 205 miles per hour and will be at the Check Point One in 20 minutes.

As the first group of vehicles (Black Wolf hummers and NoF vehicles) got three miles from the station, the Black Wolf hummers gunned it and got in front the NoF vehicles. The four hummers got a lead on the NoF vehicles and the drivers watch the gate going down. All of the Black Wolf hummers made in through gate before the closed. A man in a dark gray uniform walk in front of the gate. The man was point to right side of the road at a small parking lot, for NoF vehicles to pull into. They had their order to hold all mercs, for the tests, at that this location. It is in Count JWolf’s land, so nobody can get do anything.

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The other group of Black Wolf hummers are 20 miles away from Count JWolf’s lands and the hummer with McCassar in it is about ten miles behind the others.

DWAR parked the Humvee, and stepped out, Val grabbing her M60 and stepping out the passenger side, Haush following her. Ernine Esras parked right next to them, and unmounted her bike. Val and DWAR walked up to the nearest soldier and asked what was going on. The Iron Maiden was right behind them, she was having second thoughts about the sniper test, but she wanted to prove DWAR wrong, she wanted to beat him.

Val and DWAR walked up to the nearest soldier and asked what was going on.

“We have our orders, sir and ladies.” said the soldier. Another soldier looking through his high powered scope and yelled “The others are almost here.” A loud engine sound was coming from inside Count JWolf’s lands.

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The five Black Wolf hummers pulled beside the NoF vehicles and everybody gets up. The five people here for the test, walk over to Val, DWAR, and Ernine. The R1s fly through the gate and pulled in a parking lot on the other side.

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A few minutes later, a solid black car, that is riding low to the ground, rounds the corner about 50 yards from the station. As it pulled into a parking space, everybody could not see in because a dark tint on the windows. Then a dark shadow on a huge bird arrived near the station, everybody look up to see the huge bird but saw a man with black wings and sunglasses. Gabriel land beside the black Ford GT and open the driver door of the car. A man got out of the car and looked at the mercs, who has come for tests. The man was six foot tall and was muscular body type. He was wearing a black duster with a silver flames on the wrists of it and is wear something type of armored gloves on his hands, a black metal was use to make them and looks like a wolf claw. Count JWolf and Gabriel, who was pulling on a brown duster on, walk over to the group of mercs. Both had the Black Wolf band around their right arm. Each Black Wolf soldier bowed to them both “Welcome to my lands.” said Count JWolf. “And I bet you want to know why you are here right now.” The gate went up and the two men walk out to meet the mercs. “This is the location of the first test for commander. All mercs, who are here for the commander job, step forwards.” Eisenhower Canty, L Rizzle, Arkady Rossovich (Who was still drunk) and Dai Guan stepped forwards.

Valerie stepped forward Haushinka right behind her. For the first time it was noticed that she had put on blue sunglasses she had taken several years earlier. She propped her M60 on her hip at a 45 degree angle.

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Ernine stood there thinking about stepping forward, and almost did. She stayed put.

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DWAR stood firmly still, Zephyr on his shoulder and a rifle slung on his back.

Corras stepped forward and saluted once smartly, then stood stock still, holding his back ramrod straight.
Inwardly, he cursed. He'd worn a parade uniform to a test. It was neither warm nor tough, and he'd probably get it filthy. At least the snow was stopping. Snow was not something he was used to dealing with.

Valerie looked at JWolf. She stood at attention, but in a relaxed manner. Her cloak concealed many things, but one thing was certain, she was here to compete, and nothing could compete with her cold callous exsistance. As she stood at attention she listened to everyones heart, at least everyone but JWolf's and Gabriel's. They didn't appear to have hearts. She could hear that one of the Black Wolf soldiers had a minor heart murmur. She could tell that Corras had a different heart than all the others. Haushinka sat next to Val sizing the situation up, her eye's darting back and forth between the soldiers.

Haushinka and Val were both waiting for this thing to move on.

Looking at the little hairy man, he said “This is the Black Wolves. We don’t salute but it is ok, if you do it.” Gabriel took his sunglasses off and look at the group with his pitch black eyes, his eyes stopped on the M60 wielding woman. “So, six mercenaries have come for the commander job and only two for sniper job.” said Count JWolf. Looking at every one in the eyes, he eyeball the drunk Russian for a little bit before moving down the line. “Ok, down to business. The snipers stay where they are and the other over there.” as he pointed at the left side of the road. “I hope all of you love to run.” he said.

Eisenhower Canty, L Rizzle, Arkady Rossovich and Dai Guan walked to the side of the road and stopped. Count JWolf walked over to the side, too and said “Test one. A ten mile hike or run then a 300 feet up and 300 feet down mountain climb. The last one will have to go back home.” A dirt road was in front of them.

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The dirt road in about two miles long then it will run into a forest. In the forest are harmless traps, like six feet deep holes covered by tree branches and leafs. After out of the forest, the group with run into a group of Black Wolf soldier, who will give them climbing gear and ice picks for one spot. When on the mountain, they will climb on a 45 degree slope for 100 feet then run into a ice wall, that goes up 100 feet and on to a cliff. Then another 100 feet up on a 45 degree. And back down to ground level.

Valerie slowly raised her hand, and asked "I have two things sir," she took of the blue sunglasses, "First What about Haushinka, and second when do we start?"

“The cat stays here.” said Count JWolf “We will start when I said we do. You will not need your M60 for this. Have one of your buddies hold it.” Gabriel walk closer to DWAR and then said “Which one of you three killed the border guards?”

“The cat stays here.” said Count JWolf “We will start when I said we do. You will not need your M60 for this. Have one of your buddies hold it.” Gabriel walk closer to DWAR and then said “Which one of you three killed the border guards?”
"That was me," Val said pulling out one of her bloody knives, even though most of it was hers. Val told Haushinka, in an unspoken language, to wait for her with DWAR.

“Well, miss. You are safe in my lands.” said Count JWolf as he walked away from the side of the road and towards DWAR. “Which one of y'all is the top sniper?” he asked.

"He is," Ernine said standing at attention

Seeing that she was standing at attention, Gabriel said “At ease, soldier. The Black Wolves is a mercenary army and we don‘t follow normal army stuff. We don’t not salute, we only bow to high rank members. That is me, the Count, and the General.”

“I have heard stories of the Death With A Rifle from Nation of Fortune. Some have said you can hit stuff two miles from you. Is that true?” the Count said “After the test starts, you two will be heading up to ‘Sniper Hill’. It is about 30 miles North.”

Seeing that she was standing at attention, Gabriel said “At ease, soldier. The Black Wolves is a mercenary army and we don‘t follow normal army stuff. We don’t not salute, only bowed to high rank members. That is me, the Count, and the General.”

“I have heard stories of the Death With A Rifle from Nation of Fortune. Some have said you can hit stuff two miles from you. Is that true?” the Count said “After the test starts, you two will be heading up to ‘Sniper Hill’. It is about 30 miles north.”
"Has my reputation really spread this far from my homeland? I never realized I was this famous. Yes I can do that with ease. I am considered the god of scout snipers in my homeland, but I believe there are better out there." Deathwitharifle said. He reached into his cloak and pulled out a small piece of meat for his eagle.
"I trained both of these young ladies, although one of them was pulled out of the program and I met again later. That was Val. The other I trained she didn't have as much background knowledge of military procedure, and she entered at a much more advanced age than most, but she knew ballistics very well. Although her other passions are probably more suited for her than the position she is trying for," after he said this Esras glared at him, even though she knew every word of it was true.

“Yes, your reputation has got this far from your homeland. You are looking at ‘man’, who has been all over this planet. I met people like Achilles, Hector, General Robert E. Lee, Hitler and many, many others.” said the Count. Looking over at Val then back to DWAR, he said “Maybe 25 years ago, I ran into a lady that looks like Val. We went out party all night then rent a hotel room. She was gone the next night. I never got here name.”

"I assure you your not her father, at least if thats what your getting at" he said in a hushed voice, "She has her fathers dog tags, but refuses to look at them. She's not illigitimate." He adjusted his rifle a little so he could grab it easier.

"That’s good. I don't need any more daughters." he said. Looking at his rifle, he said "Gun powder should have not been invited. The times before gun powder were better then today. I have seen to many people died before of guns. Now, I have to live with it but you will only see me use a gun, if I need to. I‘m more hand-to-hand.” holding out his hands. “And I can dodge a bullet, if need to. Done it a lot in my life time.”

"That’s good. I don't need any more daughters." he said. Looking at his rifle, he said "Gun powder should have not been invited. The times before gun powder were better then today. I have seen to many people died before of guns. Now, I have to live with it but you will only see me use a gun, if I need to. I‘m more hand-to-hand.” holding out his hands. “And I can dodge a bullet, if need to. Done it a lot in my life time.”
"And if I were so inclined that wouldn't make a difference," he said with no change of his expression.

"I like your attitude, son. You remind me of somebody." the Count. "He was a General and son maybe you will become a General in the Black Wolves. How does General Ennis Duer sound to you?"

Corras had moved to the other side of the and stretched out along the ground, falling to his forepaws and arching his back, cracking his spine. He enjoyed a running like little else, although he was less than certain about the climbing. Still, he seriously doubted any of the others could keep up with him. He doubted a human body was even capable of pushing itself like to his speeds. He hoped the lead he gained in the run would make up for his lack of experience at climbing, and he knew that, if nothing else, the drunk a short ways over would be behind him. Gods, did he stink. Corras' strong nose made him reek worse than a warehouse of garlic.

In spite of hearing that guns were unnecessary, he was not about to relinquish his pistols. He wasn't even going to give sign they were present, and nothing shy of a strip search would make him give them up.

He'd already decided that he wouldn't wear the uniform again. The new potential job meant more than that. He stood up again, and pulled the medals harshly out one by one, leaving some slight tears in the uniform. He held the glittering handful out in the direction of DWAR and CountJWolf.

"Excuse me, sir. Can these be kept anywhere?"

"No offense sir, but I'd prefer to train men and do assassination jobs. To me a general is nothing more than a desk job with a fancy pay check. I couldn't do that, I was born and raised a killer, just like Val and most of the rest of NoF. Although the Iron Maiden here wasn't trained like the rest of us, she was supposed to take her daddy's business, but ran off and joined the Mercs."

"Excuse me, sir. Can these be kept anywhere?"

Gabriel walk over to him and said “I will hold them for you.” holding out his right hand.
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“Our Generals don’t have desk jobs, son. It will be your rank and that is all.” said the Count “There are sometime, I need a sniper with me on some missions.” Seeing that everybody was lined up and ready, he said “Y’all can go, now.”

Val took off running, she was an excellent runner, but she knew that Corras would definatly beat her, at least for the running. He was built with speed in mind. Val knew she could beat the others easily, and might even give Corras a little fright.

Corras walked over to Gabriel and looked him over. His first, almost automatic response was bit back, and he handed them over, nodding. He didn't turn to run immediately and said first, "Not for the honor, not for the rank, and not for the paycheck. My last worry about this job is gone." He paused, then added coldly, "Humans. No human can outrun a Rakkon."

He spun smartly and then leaped forward, landing on all fours and propelling himself forward with another leap. This time when he landed he did so much smoother, settling into a steady bounding that easily looked like a sprint. To Corass, it was just an easy lope.

Eisenhower Canty took off running. He was not a good runner but he would get in them climbing part.
L Rizzle took off running, trying not to lose his shorts. His big silver chain hit him in the face as he ran.
It looked like Dai Guan was gliding as the move down the dirt road.
The fat drunk Russian was the last one to take off. About a few feet later, he fell on his face right in a mud hole. Then he got up and followed the others.

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"DWAR, Iron Maiden, y'all will go to 'Sniper Hill', now and make yourselves at home there." said the Count. "You can take your hummer and follow Gabriel's shadow there. I will go meet the others when they get to the other side of the forest." Then he turned and head to his car, Gabriel‘s brown duster lay in the other seat with the Black Wolf band off. Gabriel had Corras’ metals in the left pocket. Firing it up, he backed up and took of down a asphalt side road, it ran side by side with the test course. Gabriel waited for the snipers to start up before he enter the sky.

DWAR ans Iron Maiden went to the hummer and started following Gabriel.

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Val continued running. As Corras bounded past her she was about 3 miles in. "Show off," she thought.

Corras noted with dismay that it had taken him three miles to pass Val, and decided that he apparently might have to try if he was to get the lead he needed to survive the climbing challenge without losing the impressive pole position. He increased his speed greatly, noting with another inward curse that the ground was hard on his hands, which were beginning to numb. He should've brought gloves.

Eisenhower was in front of L Rizzle and the Russian but the old man was faster then them all. He was trying to catch the old man but could not do it. He could see the first set of trees in front of him and the little fuzzy thing ahead of everybody.

L Rizzle’s chain still hit him in the face and he was getting mad before that black person was in front of him. Taking his chain off and wrapping it around his wrist, he took off running fast. Passing Eisenhower, he waved at him. Eisenhower flipped him off and picked up speed.

Dai Guan was maybe three feet behind Val. His movements look like somebody ice skating.

The fat Russian was far behind the others to win. Dai could see the animal-man enter the forest in front of him. Now, to track across the forest.

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The black Ford GT slide to a stop at the end of the trees and turn right. He went down about half a mile and stopped. The Count got out and waited for the other to get through the forest.

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Gabriel’s shadow lead them through a town and the people just looked at the hummer, they have never see a hummer without the Black Wolf symbol on it before. After they exited the town, they continued on the road for ten miles and arrive at ‘Sniper Hill’. A sign on the right side of the road pointed down a dirt road. Gabriel’s shadow turned right and the hummer turned, too. They went down maybe a mile or two mile before enter the compound’s gate. Gabriel land near a building and wait for the hummer to park. The compound look like a normal army base, three good size building, a couple of guard towers and tall fence around the whole place. The building by Gabriel had ‘Sniper Palace’ above the front doors.

OOC: Going to bed. NoF, Shrin Kali there are trap in the forest but some are easy to see and some are not. But Val and Corras maybe can see them all.

DWAR parked the hummer and walked up to Gabriel, The Iron Maiden right behind them. They were both carrying similar rifles. When they got the builing titled "Snipers Heaven" they waited for Gabe to give them further instructions.

OOC: I'm going to assume, based mostly on the Count's mannerisms, that these traps aren't particularly gentle. If I'm wrong, say so and I'll change the post.

IC:
Corras leaped into the forest, his senses immediately changing to adapt. His nose took over navigation. He smelled various things, and the most telling were the scents of metal and recent footprints. He surmised that traps had been laid...

A split second later he was confirmed correct. A hole had been laid and covered by foliage. That one his nose hadn't been able to detect, and as such his forepaws slipped on the edge of it. He gathered his strength quickly and bounded over it as it collapsed beneath him. He amended his search pattern, bringing his eyes firmly back into play. He also slowed slightly, back to the easy lope from before, not wishing to break any legs from other holes.

Some of the traps were obvious to his nose but impossible with his eyes - a bear trap in one place, hidden in a depression in the land, the only visible clue being a slight bulge in the ground and a footprint next to that. It stank of oil with a tinge of rusted steel. He deliberately slapped his tail down over the footprint as he moved over it, obliterating the sign to make it harder for his opponents to detect.

There were some that his eyes caught but not his nose; like a piece of twine strung between two trees at foot level. He only saw it because he was low to the ground already. There wasn't any clue what it led to, nor was he tempted to find out. A quick jump, and he didn't have to.

He figured he'd best be grateful to be short and out of the way. It was highly doubtful that many of the traps were aimed at something moving along the ground. They were likely intended to be used by a human, blundering loudly through the forest while trying futilely to run through the foliage. He snorted in amusement at the image.

DWAR parked the hummer and walked up to Gabriel, The Iron Maiden right behind them. They were both carrying similar rifles. When they got the building titled ‘Snipers Palace’ they waited for Gabe to give them further instructions.

“Go inside and enter first door on the right. Then make yourself at home. There will be a dinner at 1800 hours at the castle. All you need to do is go back out to the road and turn right. Follow the road and you will run into castle.” said Gabriel. With that said, he took off flying again and his direction was towards the mountains.

The first door on the right is to a ten men room. Ten beds are in the room, normal looking army beds. Five of the right and five of the left. The showers are through the right door at the back. The toilets are through the door on the left.

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The old man, Dai Guan, entered the woods after the blonde hair woman. He jumped into the air and landed into a tree. Jumping from tree branches to tree branches, he was going to miss every trap. Then his left foot hit a trip line, that was hooked up to a huge timber. The huge piece of timber miss Dai, Val, and Corras because of their lead on the other. But it will create a huge ‘roadblock’ for the other. The three of them had made it through the traps. The next obstacle will be the swamp, that was five miles long.

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L Rizzle was the next on to enter the forest and ran passed a few traps. The next trap, a pit trap, he did not see it until it was to late. The ground fell for under his feet but he jumped at the right time, sending him flying to the other side. His hands land on the hard, cold ground and he climbed up. Asa he got back to his feet, he took off after the others. The animal-man low to the ground, the blonde running like no human he has seen, and the old man looking like a monkey. He enter the swamp about two minutes after the other three.

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Eisenhower came in after L Rizzle and saw him almost fall into a pit trap. He laughed at him, Dumb white boy rapper. He thought to himself. Running around the pit trap, he looked down it. Long spike pointed upwards and make of some type of wood. He then followed in L Rizzle’s tracks into the swamp.

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The fat Russian was to drunk to track across the forest. He trigger a trap, that open into a three feet deep hole. He fell in and start clawing his way out. As he got out, he continue after the others. His uniform was a muddy, now. He passed the pit trap but did not followed L Rizzle’s or Eisenhower’s tracks. He went more right then the others and into another pit trap. This was not like the other, it is a ten feet deep hole with a Siberian tiger at the bottom. After landing on the cold muddy ground, Rossovich was face to face with a man eating tiger. The poor drunk man was happy for the firat time in his life, he was going to get away from that damn wife of his. He was mauled to death in less then five minutes.

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The five Black Wolf hummers, who pick up the mercenaries at the airport, pulled up behind Count JWolf’s Ford GT. Another one pulled up drove beside the other ones, behind it was a trailer with the Iron Maiden’s motorcycle on it. On the other side of the road, near the bottom of the mountain, was group of Black Wolf soldiers in artic camo. Two flatbed hummers were parked around them, with the climbing gear in the back.

OOC: The swamp has no traps or no alligators. There are a lot of warthogs in them but they will not attack, they run from humans. In most areas it in two feet deep, near the center in it six feet deep.

DWAR stepped into the barracks and set his belongings on a bunk, and set Zephyr on the foot of the same bed. Esras did similar with her rifle and helmet. They looked at their clocks and and then reconvened to the Hummer, saying nothing. Haushinka followed DWAR around, but was extra cautious because Val wasn't near.

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Valerie loved the snow, but when she got to the swamp she was dissapointed, if most people were to step foot in those waters, it was cold enough outside to freeze them death, but she was different from most people, and knew she could handle it. She watched Dai leaping from tree to tree, just ahead of her. She reached into her vest and threw a shuriken at his foot. "Heh, that should slow him down," She watched as the star stuck into his ankle, causing him to lose his footing.

Hearing the sound of something coming at him fast, he spun and the shuriken hit right beside him but doing that made him lose his footing. As he was falling, his hands disappear and came back out with five shuriken in each hand. Landing on a flat rock, he said in Chinese “You bitch, do not mess with an old Chinese man.” Sending the shuriken towards the lady, he turned and jump from rock to rock.

Val felt three of the shurikens hit her. She laughed and yelled, "you'll have to do better than that old man!" She immediatly pulled them out and added three of her own, throwing them back at her. She then grabbed a poison tipped dart, and shot it at him behind the shurikens.

Dai jumped behind a tree and four of the five shurikens hit the tree but one hit him is his right arm. The poison tipped dart hit the tree, too. Then he saw two warthog maybe a few feet away from him. Running at them, he jumped and land on their back. The old man look like he was skiing on the warthogs towards the mountain.

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Because of what Val was doing, L Rizzle and Eisenhower have got less than ten feet away for her. “Lady, stop fighting. This is a race not a fight.” yelled Eisenhower as he run across a group of flat rocks.

OOC: um, warthogs arent' big enough to ride, if one tried it would only slow them down

IC: Val laughed at Eisenhower, and replied "But I'm only having fun," she slowed down a little to let them catch up, holding her one of her knives.

OOC: um, warthogs arent' big enough to ride, if one tried it would only slow them down

IC: Val laughed at Eisenhower, and replied "But I'm only having fun," she slowed down a little to let them catch up, holding her one of her knives.

OOC: A old Chinese man can ride it. I will I edit it to two.

IC: L Rizzle and Eisenhower ran right passed the crazy woman. Val is now in last place. Corras in first place, Dai Guan in second place, Eisenhower and L Rizzle tied for third place and Val is in fourth place.

Val watched them catch up and pass her, she maintaned a pace that was roughly 5 feet behind them, holding her KA-BAR, she knew that she could easily kill them, but decided not to. She easily over took them, and pushed them down on her way by. By the time they got back up she was a long ways ahead of them.

“Bitch!” yelled both of them as they got back up. Then that got back into their race for fourth place. Nobody knew that Rossovich was died. Corras in first place, Dai Guan in second place, Val is in third place and Eisenhower and L Rizzle tied for fourth place.

OOC: Shrin Kali need to post before we can continue. He/She with post later because that is what happen last night.

OOC: Ok, Yes fond memories of Cross Country. If you ever run in a race, make sure you make it look like an accident, although it isn't to hard if you know how.

IC:Val slowly caught up to Dai Guan whi's Warthogs were tiring from the weight of the old man

The 135 pound old Chinese man didn't give a damn that the crazy woman was catching up with him. But the warthogs were not getting tried out because of his weight. The reason they were getting tried was because that they just ran full blast for 300 yards. Jumping off of the warthogs, they run off away from him. He land on a flat rock and bounce between two trees to get higher. Getting on a tree braches, he start jumping from tree branches to tree branches.

Corras hoped from rock to rock and got a hell of a lead on the others. The warthogs near run beside him like he was on of them. In front of him, was the opening out of the forest. Jumping out of the open, he landed on soft grass and slide for about 50 yards. He got his grip back and ran fast. He was at the road, about 500 yards away from the forest, when Dai Guan fly out of the trees. Corras head for the Black Wolf soldiers near the mountain.

Dai Guan landed and ran across the grass field like it was a dirt road. Val was on his six as he land.

Eisenhower Canty & L Rizzle were the last ones out. Both of them were pushing each other. Doing that made them fall and slide on their butt for 50 yards. They could see the old man and the blonde at the road as they slide.

Val high tailed it towards the cliff. She saw Corras reach the cliff and start climbing. Dai Guan reached the cliff seconds before she did. She took the gear the soldiers handed her and put it on quickly, starting the acsent at the same time as the old man.

Dai Guan didn’t take any climbing gear. He used his training to get grips in the ice wall. He took the lead as he passed Corras after only 30 feet. Nobody can passed him, he looks like a spider climbing on it’s web. So Dai is in first, Corras is in second, Val is in third on the ice wall climb.

Eisenhower Canty & L Rizzle just made it to the Black Wolf soldiers and got their climbing gear. The other are at 80 feet on the 45 degree ice wall. Another 20 feet and they will be at the 90 degree ice wall, that go up 100 feet. Then they will have to climb another 45 degree ice wall.

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The Count watched the ice wall and saw everything. "That old man is in lead." he said as a figure land beside him. "Ok." said Gabriel as he got his duster out of the Ford GT.

Val quickly caught up to and passed Corras, who was having problems with the cliff. She couldn't keep up with Dai Guan, but then again climbing was never her thing. She loved rappelling though, and having exstensive training with rappelling on helecopters, buildings, and cliffs she felt she would exceed above the others in this area.

Dai was about 30 feet up on the second ice wall when Val and Corras made it to the top of the first ice wall. Eisenhower and L Rizzle were about 60 feet on the first ice wall and trying to mess each other up.

Val quickly started her ascent on the second wall, quickly getting past Corras.

OOC: I’m going to speed this up.

IC: Dai Guan was at the top of the second ice wall with Val at 60 feet and Corras at 58 feet behind her. Eisenhower and L Rizzle just made it to the bottom of the second ice wall and started climb. Dai hit the third ice wall and start climbing up it. Val was at 70 feet and Corras was at 68 feet, now. By the time, they got to the top of the second ice wall. The old Chinese man was at 45 feet, he was slowing down to trick the others. Val’s and Corras’ hands were on the third ice wall at the same time. Eisenhower and L Rizzle were at 60 feet on the second ice wall.

The old man was at the top and saw six red flags, near some type of hanger bay doors. Running up to it, a man in snow camo said “Take the flag, sir.” Dai took the flag and headed back to the edge of the cliff. Finding a black rope, he wrapped it around his waist and jumped off the cliff. Flying by Val and Corras, he waved at them. That made Val start climbing faster and got a 20 feet lead on Corras. Val got the top and picked up one of the red flags then head back to the cliff………

Dai land as Eisenhower and L Rizzle made it to the top of second ice wall. Both of them run passed the old man and started climbing the third ice wall.

Val quickly tied her flag around her MOLLE vest and tied her rope to the anchor. She jumped down behind Dai, flying past Corras, she watched him struggling with the cliff. She was about 25 feet from the top of the second ice wall, as Dai Guan was starting down the second. She looked up and saw Corras starting his descent. She landed with a thud at the top of the second ice wall, and tied the rope to an anchor. She quickly caught up with Dai, and was soon at 30 feet while he was 15 from the top of the first

Dai Guan flew down the second ice wall and land on the first cliff. Looking up he saw Val at the top of the second ice wall. Jumping of the first cliff, he head towards the hard ground. As Val start down the second ice wall, Corras was half down the third ice wall.

Eisenhower and L Rizzle were at the top of third ice wall and got the flag. Running back to the cliff, L Rizzle made Eisenhower fall down on his face. L Rizzle hooked the rope to his climbing gear and start down the ice wall. Eisenhower got up and ran up the edge then looked at L Rizzle. “You little white boy, I am going to get you for that.” he said as he hooked the rope on his climbing gear, he jumped of the cliff.

Dai’s rope was messing up on him, it was slowing him down. Val was on the first wall now and catching up. As she was 15 feet away from him, he pulled a knife and cut the rope. “What the hell is he doing?” asked the Count. Dai was 85 feet above the ground and falling faster, now. After 20 feet of falling, he pulled a rip cord to a hidden parachute. The parachute had an Asian dragon on it, green with red eyes. His feet land on the ground first and Count JWolf was there to meet the winner of the first test. “Good work, Mr. Guan.” he said shaking the man’s hand. A couple second later, Val’s feet hit the ground. Followed by Corras. “All of y’all did the best in this test. But don’t get a big head because you will have two more after this one.”

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Eisenhower and L Rizzle made it down after ten minutes. L Rizzle was on the ground first and turn to look at Eisenhower. "I kicked your big butt." said L Rizzle. Eisenhower jumped at the red-headed white boy but was stop by a couple of Black Wolf soldiers. Count JWolf walk over to them and said “Stop acting like four years old asses.” L Rizzle just looked at the Count and said “Whatever. I don’t work for you right now. So, I not going to listen to you.” Count JWolf just looked at the dumb man and saw one thing, a trouble maker. “Michael, you are a trouble maker. I don’t need one in the Black Wolves. So, get the Hell off of my lands.” L Rizzle just stay where he was then walked towards the road. “You are not using one of my vehicles. So, turn around and walked down the road.” said the Count as he walked behind Michael. L Rizzle stop by the hummer and try to open the door. “You are not my.” said the white boy rapper. Before he could finished, a loud crack could be heard by the others. L Rizzle hit the ground with blood running out of his mouth. He had a broken jaw and a lot of teeth were knocked out. Looking at L Rizzle’s friend, he said “Run.” The man took off running down the road but fell over his own feet. As Count Jwolf open the trunk of his car, he took of his black metal gloves and placed them down beside a Winchester Model 1866. He picked up the rifle and put one round in it. L Rizzle’s friend was about 30 yards away from the Count. Count JWolf target the man’s left knee, he fired. The man fell forwards and start rolling. Placin gthe rifle back in the trunk, the Count said “Men, take them both to the ’Hill’.” A couple of men ran over the bodies and dragged them over to a flat-bed hummer. Looking down at his watch, “The time is 1400 hours.” Looking over at none-Black Wolf mercs, he said “Good job on making it through the first test. Get into those hummers and they will take you to the barracks near the castle. So, y’all can get clean up and headed to the castle before 1800 hours. Y’all will be my guest at dinner tonight.” After that he shut the trunk door down and got into his car. The black car took off down the road.

Gabriel walked over to Corras and hand him his medals. Corras took the medals and placed them back on. Looking at the others, he said “See you tonight.” With that, he enter the sky.

Val got in the humvee with the motorcycle trailer behind it. She started the humvee and headed towards ‘Sniper Hill’.

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Once they reached ‘Sniper Hill’, she saw her hummer in a parking space by a building called ‘Sniper Palace,’ and parked next to it. She stepped out of the vehicle, and was greeted by a relived Haushinka. Glad to see you too she said in a language only her and animals could understand. As she stepped outside she noticed DWAR walking towards her. "Grab your stuff and bring it inside," he said not making any offer of congratulations. The Iron Maiden stepped outside as Val pulled up. She noticed the trailer with her motorcycle on a trailer behind it, and walked up to Val and glared at her, before walking to her motorcycle and taking it off of the trailer. Val paid Esras no mind and went ot the back of her humvee to grab her M-60 and other assorted clothing. She brought them into the barracks, setting her stuff down on the same bunk DWAR had set his. She took the bunk on the other side of their belongings, so there was one bunk between her and DWAR. She sat on her bunk, and looked at Zephyr, who was perched on the bunk she had set her stuff on. Zephyr screeched at her. Val looked at him, and then said int he voice only animals can hear, be quiet you jackass, at this Zephyr was quite taken back, and decided to stay quiet.

Corras looked around surprised. He'd lost himself somewhere after the forest in a runner's high - or maybe it was just numbness. He'd slipped somewhere in his mind but kept running. He was grateful. If he'd been thinking, a small part of him was certain he would've fallen into the mud of the swamp. He figured he might've done better on the cliff climbing if he'd been more conscious of it. He wasn't used to this kind of uncertainty, though, and quietly wrote off both incidents. Then he patted his chest, found the medals there, and stifled a chuckle. He'd even pinned those back on. Ugh, though. Filthy didn't even begin to describe what he'd done to his parade clothes. He'd throw them out later and find something less important to wear.

Not too unimportant, though. A social event like meeting the Count was going to be, was what the uniform had been intended for. Maybe he had a spare. Yes, he surely must've brought a spare. He kept telling himself that as he boarded the Hummer and, after briefly trying to seat himself in there with his tail in the way, closed the door and punched a hole in the bottom of the seat. Expanding it so it would fit his tail without catching, pulling fur or cutting, he sat comfortably and buckled himself in, heading off in the direction of the barracks.

The driver looked back at Corras and said “The Count will put a seat for you, if you win the last test.” The hummer took off and was followed by two more hummers, one with Eisenhower in it and one with Dai Guan in it. The flat-bed hummer with L Rizzle and his friend took off following them. The group of hummers passed a fenced in area. The mercs could see about ten tanks, five black M1 Abrams Main Battle Tanks and five black Challenger 2 Main Battle Tanks, and that said ‘Tank Yard 01‘. That is just one of the ten tank yards in Count JWolf‘s lands. They watched the hummer with motorcycle trailer turn on to the road that lead to ‘Sniper Hill‘. The three hummers continue forwards and passed the road but anybody was looking behind them, they would have saw the flat-bed hummer turn down that road. It passed the hummer with Val in it and head to back part of ‘Sniper Hill’ and went down the hill at the back.

The other three hummers pulled up to the right barracks and stopped. Dai Guan got out and took his bags then headed into one of the five barracks. Eisenhower did the same thing and head inside. After putting his bags down, he took a nice suit and placed it on his bunk. Getting some boxers, he heads to take a shower. The LCD screen, above the door, reads 1300 hours.

Val figured she should change to her dress uniform, for the dinner with JWolf. She pulled her dress blue (http://mpnet.esuhsd.org/mjrotc/pics/uni/dbfsl6.gif) out of her bag, and layed it out on her bunk. She went and took a shower. When she stepped out of the shower it was 1600. She pulled her hair into a bun, and commenced to dress herself in her dress blues. After she pulled the uniform on she grabbed a belt on which to put her M1911A1 service pistol, and her KA-BAR.

Count JWolf parked his car in near garage and head inside Castle Von Wolf. As he enter the front door, Arthur, of his knights, greeted him with a bow. Arthur was in his dark red robe with the hood covering his face. “We will have guests at 1800 hours.” said the Count as he headed to the stairs. His bedroom was on the five floor and he was there in no time. As he opened his bedroom’s door, he saw his brides on the bed. “Having fun without me, I see?” he said as he shut the doors fast behind. Walking over to the bed, Countess Nefertiti (http://img154.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img154&image=countessnefertiti2hj.jpg) said “My Pharaoh, we got bored.” Taking his duster off, he throws it over at chair on the over side of room. “How did the first test go?” asked his last bride, Countess Katherine Darkholme (http://img215.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img215&image=countesskatherinedarkholme9oe.jpg) Taking off his shirt, he said “Only four of six made it.” Countess Marion Saint Clair (http://img76.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img76&image=countessmarionsaintclair7ej.jpg), the Count’s second bride, said “That's good.” The Count looked over at clock and said “They will be here before 1800 hours. So, we have three hours to have fun.” With that he enter the bed (I’m not going to post any more.)

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Three hours later and clock reads 1700 hours, the Count and Countesses were done. They were looking something to wear. The Count found a Japanese like robe, that he used over 2,000 years old, and put it on. It was dark blue with Japanese writing on the arms. Then he placed two samurai swords (www.gungfu.com/pics_general/pics_swords/swords_dragon_samurai_sword.jpg) in their place. Countess Darkholme picked out a leather cat suit and put it on. Then unzip it, to show some cleavage. Countess Nefertiti took out a black dress and put it on. Countess Marion Saint Clair put on her armor (http://www.toddscostumes.com/images/xena/dress2.jpg) and wait for the others. The four people head out of their bedroom and down the stairs to the meeting hall. The table was being set as the Count and Countesses enter. They walk pass the table and another table at the end of the hall. It sat a foot higher then the other table and has four places. The Count sat down and Nefertiti sat down to his left. Marion sat down to his right and Katherine sat down by Nefertiti.

At 1730 Val and DWAR headed out to the the Humvee, the Iron Maiden nowhere to be found. As the got to the vehicle they noticed that her bike was gone. They shrugged it off and stepped in the vehicle along with their respective animals.

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The Iron maiden had left hours ago, and found the nearest town. She was sitting on a hill near the town and aiming at the villagers with her rifle. She looked down at her watch. It read 1715. She decided to get back on the bike and head for the castle.

Dai Guan was dress and place a sword over his back then heads to a hummer. The sword's blade looked silver. The hummer start towards the castle. Eisenhower had his three piece brown suit on and hopped into the nearest hummer. The hummer with Eisenhower in it, heads toward the castle.

Corras had pulled out the clothes he brought and was looking through them frantically. Unfortunately, he didn't have another parade uniform. After nearly shredding some of what he did have, he calmed himself down.

Just then, a little voice whispered behind his ear. "I can help you."

He twitched, then used a little mental trick to cause his ears to seal shut. It was a trick that usually only activated underwater. He wasn't a shaman, so it was better to risk offending a spirit rather than risking the consequence it'd take for helping. Instead, he brought out the only other piece of plain clothing he had. It was a tribal outfit. He coughed and stowed it away quickly. Have mercy! I'll... aw, fuck. My armor looks even worse. With that thought, he pulls it back out. Fine then. I'll go looking like a true Rakkon.

So, arrayed in all the finery that he could produce, he arrived at the dinner wearing loose leggings sown with fish-scales, a crude shirt of rough and fibrous cloth, several beaded rings along his tail, and a choker collar. It didn't cover much more than the necessities, showing off his heavily scarred and tatooed hide, and highlighting his corded muscles. He maintains his militarily precise bearing, but his expression hardens as he thinks to himself, if anyone comments, they'll regret it.

Val’s hummer turn on to an asphalt road, maybe twelve feet wide. It headed down the road before slowly down at 25 feet tall wall and a solid black door. The doors were open and the men waved the hummer in. The hummer drove forwards and across a stone bridge, on each side is a 500 feet drop. After drive down the bridge for 600 yards, the hummer pulled back on the asphalt road. It passed through second gate, with machine gun nest in the towers. A Black Soldier point to the right for them to park. Val pulled into the first parking spot and rolled her window down. “We will wait here until the other get here.” said the soldier. Val rolled back up window. The Iron Maiden’s motorcycle pulled up a few minutes later and was waved through. It followed the same road as Val’ hummer and did the same thing Val had to do. About ten minutes later, the three Black Wolf hummers pulled on to the asphalt road and did the same thing Val had to do. After the hummers pulled in their parking spaces, the front door of the castle opened. For men in black robes, that cover up their face, walked out with four men in business suit. The four robed men stop at the bottom of the stair and the others headed to the vehicles.

Dai got out then walked up to the Chinese man in the business suit and said in Chinese “I want to see your master out here, now.” The man looked at Dai and saw a Chinese symbol on his suit, it is a symbol for a vampire hunter group in China. The man nodded and headed to the stairs. The other lead Valerie, Mr. Duer, Miss Esras, Corras and Eisenhower to the stair and into the castle with the four robed men followed behind them. The group enter the castle and headed up to the three floor to the meeting hall. The doors open and everybody can see the Count and his Countesses at the other end of the room with a man in a dark red robe on the right side. The Chinese man in the business suit was talking to the Count. On each side of the room was four robed man, like the one behind them. As the sat down, they could see a lot of types of food on the table. Seafood, Soul food, Chinese food, and other types of food. Bottles of wine in ice buckets sat in front of the chairs. The one robed man walk over to the left side of the room and another one headed to the right side of the room. The other two robed men stayed by the door to the meeting hall. The Count stand up and says “Gentleman, ladies, I have some business to handle outside. Y’all can start eating and talk to each other, if you want.” With that, he head out of the room and down the stairs. Outside he runs into Dai…….

15 minutes later, the Count walked back in the meeting hall. Dai's blood was on his mouth, it ran down to his chin. There were cuts all over his rode and a piece of Dai’s suit in his right hand. Walking back the table, he placed it at the end of the table near Val. “If you see that symbol, kill the person wearing it.” Sitting down in his chair, he said “Any questions about me or something?”

"I have no questions," Val said, "Believe it or not I've run into your type before." She reached into her blouse, and pulled out a necklace that she had not been wearing during the race, and handed it to JWolf. She then glanced at the symbol, commiting it to memory. Haushinka sniffed the symbol and felt a sharp twinge of pain shoot through her lower back, letting out a low short growl.

DWAR looked at the symbol, and remained silent, only nodding.

Miss Esras glanced at the blood dribbling down his mouth and asked after he finished responding to Val, "The next person you decide to kill, can I have my way with them first," she formed a sadistic grin on her face after saying this

"I have no questions," Val said, "Believe it or not I've run into your type before." She reached into her blouse, and pulled out a necklace that she had not been wearing during the race, and handed it to JWolf. She then glanced at the symbol, commiting it to memory. Haushinka sniffed the symbol and felt a sharp twinge of pain shoot through her lower back, letting out a low short growl.

DWAR looked at the symbol, and remained silent, only nodding.

Miss Esras glanced at the blood dribbling down his mouth and asked after he finished responding to Val, "The next person you decide to kill, can I have my way with them first," she formed a sadistic grin on her face after saying this

"Miss Valerie, I know this symbol." said the Count "I ran into it back in the Wild West. A man named Maxwell had it on his Colts. How did you get that? Because that symbol means that they own you, if you are a human."

Looking over at Miss Esras, he said "Maybe."

"Miss Valerie, I know this symbol." said the Count "I ran into back in the Wild West. A man named Maxwell had it on his Colts. How did you get that? Because that symbol means that they own you, if you are a human."

Looking over at Miss Esras, he said "Maybe."
"I got it from an individual such as your self. He died, I'm not sure why he died, but he turned to dust when we were in a library. I rooted through his ashes and came out with this, and a bag of cash."

"I got it from an individual such as yourself. He died, I'm not sure why he died, but he turned to dust when we were in a library. I rooted through his ashes and came out with this, and a bag of cash."

"Oh, I bet it was one of his sons." said the Count. "Because I was the one who killed him."

Getting some of the blood off of his mouth and chin, he said "Anybody know how old I am?”

Corras had taken a dish of seafood and a seat when he was bid, and had quietly, but very quickly, begun eating. He finished with it just before the Count returned, but didn't start on another dish - he could smell, and hear, the Count's return. He watched the door expectantly. He grinned at the command about the symbol, neither knowing nor caring what it meant. "I'll follow that order willingly. And, I do have a question. You smell like more blood than what was on your chin and none of it smells like it should be yours. Why?"

Corras had taken a dish of seafood and a seat when he was bid, and had quietly, but very quickly, begun eating. He finished with it just before the Count returned, but didn't start on another dish - he could smell, and hear, the Count's return. He watched the door expectantly. He grinned at the command about the symbol, neither knowing nor caring what it meant. "I'll follow that order willingly. And, I do have a question. You smell like more blood than what was on your chin and none of it smells like it should be yours. Why?"

“Every hear of vampires. Blood sucker. Well you are looking at a room full of them.” said the Count. “Me and my brides are vampires. And those people in the robes are vampires.”

OOC: The reference to scent is a kind of Rakkon empathy.

IC: "The only blood suckers I know are my superiors, but something tells me you wouldn't welcome Rakkon healers in the merc groups."
Corras grins, loading up his plate with a second helping.
"I haven't a clue how old you are, but I'm guessing very. You smell cold, too."

"The only blood suckers I know are my superiors, but something tells me you wouldn't welcome Rakkon healers in the merc groups."
Corras grins, loading up his plate with a second helping.
"I haven't a clue how old you are, but I'm guessing very. You smell cold, too."

"Anybody good at math." asked the Count, the Countess all start to laugh at that. The Count looked over at them and smiled at his brides. "I was born or created in 8004 B.C. That makes me 10,000 years old. Damn, I'm so old." With that he start laughing, too.

The trio ate their food, silently. Val decided to ask for some meat for Haush, prompting DWAR to ask for something similar for Zephyr.

The trio ate their food, silently. Val decided to ask for some meat for Haush, prompting DWAR to ask for something similar for Zephyr.

Some servants came in with a plate full of fresh meat. Placing it between DWAR and Val, the servant then left the room.

Val gave Haush her meat. Then reamained silent.
DWAR cut Zephyr's meat into strips and layed them out for the eagle.

“Who came here for the job or came here for something different.” asked the Count.

"The job," DWAR said.

"Sheer boredom," Val said

"Because I was told to," The Iron Maiden said

"The job," DWAR said.

"Ok." said the Count

"Sheer boredom," Val said

"A lady like you getting bored. I can't see that."

"Because I was told to," The Iron Maiden said

"Somebody that follows orders. That's what I like."

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Looking over at the grandfather clock on the right side of the meeting hall. "Looks like it is 2000 hours. DWAR, Iron Maiden, you will have a test at 2400 hours back at the 'Hill'." Standing up, he added "If you are done eating, you can leave." With that the Count turned and headed out on to deck, followed by the three Countesses. As the door shut behind them, lightning hit near the castle. Then something hopped over on the deck. A gray beast crawl over to his master. “I want you to watch that Val woman. If she get to test number three, she will not make it back to the castle.” said the Count to his pet. “Now, keep your radio on because maybe I will call that order.” The Wolfman looked like it knew what the Count said. Then the gray beast jumped back over deck and disappear. The Count and his brides started climbing up to their deck to their room.

(Nobody knows that the Count was talking to the Wolfman. And the Wolfman looks like the one in Van Helsing.)

Corras responded to the question of why he was there with this. "I'm all three. My CO told me to, I was bored to death with the cowardly idiot, and it pays pretty damned well besides."

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When told that dinner was over, he stood up sharply, and walked out the door. He was quietly, but privately, weirded out by the fact that no one had even seemed to notice that he was wearing... very little... this tribal outfit. Still, he was thankful. It had spared him an embarrassing explanation. He left quickly. On the way out, he was met by a contingent of the Count's knights. They escorted him to a Hummer and they set out.

On the way out, though, they had to pass under the gate. Over it hung the naked body of Dai Guan, covered in cuts that streamed blood. Corras glanced up at it as they passed under and bared his teeth in what looked like - and was - a bloodthirsty grin. "Now that almost makes me hungry again. Long pig, slaughtered and left to cure."

Eisenhower Canty got up after Corras and took a bottle of red wine off the table. Putting it over his left arm, he followed Corras out of the room. As two of the Count’s Knights escorted Corras down stair, two more got on each side of Eisenhower. After they got outside and into two black hummers. The drivers started up and head back to the barracks. On the way out, though, they had to pass under the gate. Over it hung the naked body of Dai Guan, covered in cuts that streamed blood. “That dumb ass.” said Eisenhower. “Tried to kill the Count at his home.”

The Trio left the dining room and stepped in their respective vehicles and headed for sniper palace. On the way out of the castle gates they noticed the body of Dai Guan hanging from the gates. They said nothing and paid it no more mind than they would a pencil missing off your desk

Eisenhower’s and Corras’ hummers pulled to the barracks and stopped. The men got out and head inside the room, they are both staying it. Eisenhower placed his bottle of wine of his bunk and walk over to Dai’s stuff. “Free stuff.” said Big E as he started open the bags and looking through them.

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The Trio’s respective vehicles pulled into some parking spaces in front of ‘Sniper Palace.’ There was man in the front doors, smoking a cigar. He was wearing the normal uniform of a Black Wolf soldier (Dark gray and black camo with the Black Wolf symbol on the shoulder of the uniform.) He has long brown hair with little hint of gray in it and has green eyes. He has a scar down the left side of his face and scar down his lower right arm. The man watched the trio get out of their vehicles then throws his cigar to the asphalt. This man was the Wolfman and has a normal human heartbeat. The man walked inside and into the room that the Trio was in. He laid down on one of extra bunks and watched the door of the room.

Corras looked at Eisenhower appraisingly, then barked a brief laugh. "I like your thinking." He padded over and joined him in rooting through Dai's stuff. He looked over at Eisenhower again, his gaze quickly locking onto the afro. "Ye gods man, you've got more fuzz than I do. How do you keep that thing up there?" Although his words were insulting, his tone was somewhere between amused and genuinely curious.

When Val stepped out of her hummer, she could smell smoke from a cigar. "This is pretty recent smoke whoever smoked it is still here. DWAR grab a flash bang," she said. DWAR produced the item out of the hummer and gave it to Val, who had already taken on of her FNP-90's out and loaded armor piercing rounds in it. She crept along. 'tobacco smoke lingers, the idiot is in our barracks, I can hear his heart beating in there' she thought to her self. She pulled the pin on the grenade and let it cook for a second, before tossing it in the door. She jumped in and quickly found the perpetrator, pointed her weapon at him, and shouted "FREEZE!" DWAR came in a second later carrying an M1911A1 pistol, followed by Ernine Esras armed with a shotgun.

after the group entered the room Val asked, "What business do you have here?"

Corras looked at Eisenhower appraisingly, then barked a brief laugh. "I like your thinking." He padded over and joined him in rooting through Dai's stuff. He looked over at Eisenhower again, his gaze quickly locking onto the afro. "Ye gods man, you've got more fuzz than I do. How do you keep that thing up there?" Although his words were insulting, his tone was somewhere between amused and genuinely curious.

Eisenhower looked at the man and said “I got some stuff in my bags.” He continue going through the bag, he pulled out a couple of daggers then threw them on his bunk. “Most of this is clothes but I’m looking for those stars he had.”

When Val stepped out of her hummer, she could smell smoke from a cigar. "This is pretty recent smoke whoever smoked it is still here. DWAR grab a flash bang," she said. DWAR produced the item out of the hummer and gave it to Val, who had already taken on of her FNP-90's out and loaded armor piercing rounds in it. She crept along. 'tobacco smoke lingers, the idiot is in our barracks, I can hear his heart beating in there' she thought to her self. She pulled the pin on the grenade and let it cook for a second, before tossing it in the door. She jumped in and quickly found the perpetrator, pointed her weapon at him, and shouted "FREEZE!" DWAR came in a second later carrying an M1911A1 pistol, followed by Ernine Esras armed with a shotgun.

After the group entered the room Val asked, "What business do you have here?"

Looking at the roof, he said “Lady, this is ‘Sniper Palace’.” It looked like the flash bang didn’t do anything to him. “This is where all the snipers of the Black Wolves stay.” The man turn his face towards them, he added “Are you that stupid to not see that? Read right above the symbol.” A patch that had sniper was above the Black Wolves symbol. “Sniper.” said the man “Are can you not read?”

"I'm quite aware of that, We were never informed of somone new joining us, thats all, cause when we got here, it seemed quite abandoned." Val said, they didn't lower their weapons.

"Well, miss." said the man, as he laid on the bed "The name is Billy Andrews. Colonel Billy Andrews." His eyes on DWAR and the Iron Maiden now, “I will be taking those snipers to their tests later and thought I would stay in my building.” Looking at his watch. '2100 hours' “Three hours to rest, if you want to.” said Billy.

Valerie, DWAR, and Esras, Were taken aback by the man. They grabbed their stuff and went outside.

"I don't trust him, and I most certainly don't trust that JWolf figure." Esras said

"Seconded, and he doesn't have a heart beat so he is seriously fucked up, and more than likely means more harm to us than good." Val replied, "I think we should just flat out leave."

"Whatever, I dont' care at this point," DWAR said

Valerie and DWAR climbed in the hummer,while the Iron Maiden took her Motorcylce, and they headed back to Nation of Fortune
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((OOC: this si what I had happen originally and I like it too much to just get rid of it))



At the movement of the Man, Val depressed the trigger, letting about half the clip, or 25 rounds, fly into his upper body. At the same time Esras let three slugs fly out of the shotgun, and DWAR emptied the clip in his pistol, and reached for another. They watched him fall to the ground from the mass amount of lead that had entered his body. Val quickly headed over to the lying body, and dug her knife deep into his neck and pulled it through slicing all of the veins. She Looked at the others and said, "Grab your things, were leaving now." she stood up and let another burst of 20 bullets fly into the bodies head, splattering blood, brains, and skull, dampening the already dank and musty barracks. She was satisfied that he was dead, and not coming back. She went over to the bunk and grabbed her possesions, and slapped a belt into the M-60. She lead the others to to the Hummer, and told Ernine to leave the bike, cause she would be a much easier target on there than in the Hummer.
"no argument there," Ernine said as she climbed into the Hummer

"DWAR, you take the wheel, I'm gonna man the fifty." Val said

"Right, Figure you would be the best one for it," he replied

DWAR hopped in and started the vehicle up. While Val held the door open a bit longer so Haush could enter, before they took off. They roared down the road, Val waiting to open the hatch for when they saw a threat. She handed Ernine the FNP-90, with a fresh clip, and instructed her to hang out the door and shoot at any threat that happens to come up.

Valerie, DWAR, and Esras, Were taken aback by the man. They grabbed their stuff and went outside.

"I don't trust him, and I most certainly don't trust that JWolf figure." Esras said

"Seconded, and he doesn't have a heartbeat so he is seriously fucked up, and more than likely means more harm to us than good." Val replied, "I think we should just flat out leave."

"Whatever, I don’t' care at this point," DWAR said

Valerie and DWAR climbed in the hummer, while the Iron Maiden took her Motorcycle, and they headed back to Nation of Fortune
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[[SNIP]] That needs to be got, too.

The Colonel was taken back by their actions, too. Taking his handheld radio of his belt, he called the Count “Count, those mercs from that Nation of Fortune place just leave.”

“What?” said the Count after a few seconds passed, using his handheld radio.

“All three of them came in her with their guns pointing at me and I just laid there.” said Billy.

“Now, what the fuck am I going to do?” asked the Count “Wait I know. I will get back to you later.” With that, the Count head to radio station on the first level.

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At Checkpoint One, the gate were up and the Nation of Fortune people’s vehicles passed right through with no trouble. Most of the men at the station were confused about it but they did not care.

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Radio station, first floor, Castle Von Wolf………..

In the small room ther was a large panel on the right side of the room. Two chairs sat in front of it with a radio operator in one and a helper in the other. The men turned and saw the Count walk in. “What can we do for you, sir?” asked radio operator. The man has short brown hair and was wearing a dark gray work suit with a Black Wolf symbol on the back.

“Open a channel with the barracks.” order Count JWolf.

“Yes, Count.” said the radio operator. After a few seconds, the channel was open.

“Eisenhower, Corras. This is Count JWolf speaking. It looks like the mercs from Nation of Fortune have left my lands and the tests for good.” said the Count then took a small pause. “There are still two spots open. The commander spot and the sniper leader spot. It is up to you, if you both want to stay in the commander tests. Or one of you two take one job and the other one take other job. Just talk because that speaker is a mic, too.”

Corras pockets another copy of the symbal Dai was wearing, and pulls out a set of throwing stars. "Ah, there they are." He pockets one and tosses the others on the bed in front of Eisenhower. "There's nothing else interesting in here."
He goes back to where he stashed his own stuff and sits cross-legged on the ground, pulling out two of the three pistols and beginning to polish them.

He has just finished when the intercom crackles to life.

"They're leaving? Well, I'm not surprised. Count, you can go to hell... Correction, back to hell. I've changed my mind about the job." He holsters the two pistols and shoulders his pack, walking for the door. "I'll arrange for my own transportation."

When he reaches the doorstep, he pulls the throwing star back out of his pocket and sights along it. "Hey Eisenhower! You want the last star? Catch!" He throws it. It's at head-height. If Eisenhower didn't turn at his name, it'll bury itself into the back of his head. If he did turn, it'll cut into him right between the eyes. And if he ducks, he'll get his afro trimmed at least.

Corras' laughs, regardless of the result, and turns to run off and away from the compound, not bothering to follow the road. He's got rations, he can hunt, and right now staying away from civilization for a while feels both fun and wise. Somehow, he doesn't expect the Count will like losing near or all of his mercs.

"They're leaving? Well, I'm not surprised. Count, you can go to hell... Correction, back to hell. I've changed my mind about the job." He holsters the two pistols and shoulders his pack, walking for the door. "I'll arrange for my own transportation."

"Fuck you, too. You ugly ass little goat." yelled the Count back at the dumbass animal. “And have fun get off my lands.”

When he reaches the doorstep, he pulls the throwing star back out of his pocket and sights along it. "Hey Eisenhower! You want the last star? Catch!" He throws it. It's at head-height. If Eisenhower didn't turn at his name, it'll bury itself into the back of his head. If he did turn, it'll cut into him right between the eyes. And if he ducks, he'll get his afro trimmed at least.

Eisenhower turn as he heard his name and then saw a throwing star flying at him. Ducking at the right time, it miss his head but flew through his afro. Taking out his pistol, he runs to door and yelled "You son of bitch." He start firing in the are where Corras was at last.

Corras' laughs, regardless of the result, and turns to run off and away from the compound, not bothering to follow the road. He's got rations, he can hunt, and right now staying away from civilization for a while feels both fun and wise. Somehow, he doesn't expect the Count will like losing near or all of his mercs.

"I should have not sent out that message." said the Count "Because each one but Eisenhower are assholes." Looking at the radio operators, he said “Those people were not real mercs like the ones in the Black Wolves. They are idiots, who has had some type of training in the army to make them look good.” Walking to the door, he added “Those men and woman are what I don’t like. Trouble makers.” With that he was gone from the room.

OOC: Shrin Kali, the Black Wolves has mercs and people who live in the Count's land. The mercs that I have are loyal then Val, DWAR, Iron Maiden, and Corras. Plus, where can they live for free and get pay doing what they love.