NationStates Jolt Archive

SIC:

-Ascension Island, Atlantic Ocean-

It had been only 5 months since the assimilation of Ascension Island. In that time, Wideawake Airbase was refurbished and a small squadron of 2 JAS-39 Gripens and 2 P-3 Orions were stationed there. The base was also enlarged to include increased housing for up to 1,100 People, although only 600-800 were apart of the Dominion Military. What all that extra housing was not immediately apparent. But once the facility was built it was quite obvious it was a Research Facility. But what kind of research facility?

All but the the base Commander, his immediate subordinates, and a few aides were the only ones on the base apart from the research staff that knew the truth. Everyone else thought it was just another R&D Weapons Department and they were half-right. The Facility was the lead facility for the Dominion's Millenium Project. But what is the Millenium Project?

Even some of the Research staff don't even know. All they know is that this is a Psuedo-Super Soldier Program. The truth is that they were working on creating Vampires. Yes, Vampires. Although the public and the Governments of the world actively denounce their existance, they do exist and the world's governments know this. They just choose to not tell their people as it would probably cause an uproar.

Now, you are probably wondering "How the hell do you create a Vampire? Don't you have to be bitten by a Vampire?". Well yes this is true. What we are creating is not a true-vampire. It is more of a poor imitation, but even as a poor imitation, it is still an Awesome sight. It retains a small amount of a True Vampires abilities, which include but aren't limited to:

Increased Strength, Agility, Endurance, and Speed.
Increased Regeneration. Sometimes to the point that minor wounds no longer affect them.
Increased Mental Capacity.
Minor Mental Abilities such as Clairvoyance and Telekenisis.


But where as they receive only a small amount of a True Vampires abilities, they receive a large part of their inherant weaknesses, which include the following:

Silver
UV Light
Anything Holy
Moving Water


While it is also true that we are not currently creating Vampires, as we have only begun research into the process, we beleive that in 2 to 4 years time we may be able to produce a Vampyr, which is our name for our False Vampires.

SIC Message to OMI

We have no doubts you have probably heard of our new Research Facility on Ascension Island. We also have no doubts you probably know exaclty whats going on, or maybe you don't. No matter. Attached *The write-up above* is a small overview of our current operations here. To help facilitate relations between our organizations, we invite you to send someone to Ascension Island to look over our process. We don't have any doubts that you will find it very interesting.

Sincerely
DSID
Dominion Special Intelligence Division

Office of Military Intelligence Dispatch

Encryption Code ZX41D8-F9

The process does indeed look interesting, and the Office has heard of some of the project-not all the details. We would like to send several scientists out to Ascension Island to review the project, and possibly even offer a considerable sum-in currency or otherwise-to perhaps...acquire...a certain few elements of the project for use in Republic plans.
Of course, the Republic would be willing to share in full the finalized plans with the Dominion when finished and assembled.

-Commissioner
Commissioner, Office of Military Intelligence

The truth was quite a bit more convulted when "the Commissioner" recieved word of the plan from the people of the Dominion. It seemed a promising project indeed-but Area 51 provided the resources and...other pertinent things...to elevate America's-more specifically, OMI's-vision of the true next generation of fighting soldier. One who didn't neccessarily have to rely on human weakness...

SIC:

Dominion Special Intelligence Division Message

We will allow it 'Commisioner'. The items you wish to acquire will be probably have to depend on the implications and the Dominion Security involved, but I doubt that it would take much.

We also thank you for your generous allusion to currency.

Sincerely
-Unknown-

Anaronix rose from his chair upon receiving the telegram. "Send a reply. If there's any chance, I want to see this project myself. This could be our chance." he commanded his secretary.
TELEGRAM TO DISD
Hello, and greetings from the nation of Jartil. We received news about the new program, namely training the "Super-soldiers." Anaronix, the current ruler of Jartil, requests permission to visit the training facilities. We, if at all possible, wish to include the program in our military. The infantry would be very, very, helpful. We await your reply.

Anaronix rose from his chair upon receiving the telegram. "Send a reply. If there's any chance, I want to see this project myself. This could be our chance." he commanded his secretary.
TELEGRAM TO DISD

OOC: Read the Caveat Buddy, ESS Only.

-Ascension Island, Atlantic Ocean. 3:43 AM October 23rd, 2008-

"This had better be good, Doctor. I don't like being woken up at this hour for nothing." Dr. Andrea Townsend said. She was a tall woman, about six foot three inches. Her dark blue eyes had a spark in them that showed her fierce determination. She also had a toned body which she kept in shape by doing regular exercises. She looked like a woman who was fifteen years younger then her real age of 39. Right now here eyes were only showing frustration.

"I think you will being woken up like this Doctor." Dr. Nelson Ofumbyea said in a thick Afrikaans accent. He was leading her towards the test areas, where just last night the first patch of 'Recruits' had been either chipped or injected to induce Vampiric-like effects. They got through the quite sophisticated security system through a series of Retinal Scans, Finger Print Scans, and a Voice Recognition Scan. Once they had finally gotten through security, Dr Ofumbyea took her to a holding cell where a young girl was.

"Subject: C. Victoria. Identificiation Number: 09981. Gender: Female. Date and Location of Birth: Cromwell, England July 17th, 1985. Blood Type: AB+. Method of Procedure: Chipped using the NNA9 Chip." Dr. Ofumbyea said to the Dr. Townsend. She looked at him like he was going mad.

"And this has to do with anything that matters?" She said with a slightly angered tone. He just smiled and read a report on the other 'Recruits'.

"Of all the 'Recruits' used in this experiment, only one has survived. Most died via Type A Lung and Heart Failure followed by massive brain hemmoraging. One died through a burst blood vessel next to his heart, and yet another died of what appears to be a stroke. Only she survived the initial procedures." He said. Her face went from a face of Anger to one of Thought. She quickly did a little brainstorming.

"Have her moved into the Holding Area we have designated for new Vampyrs. Also use the same chip used on her on the next batch of experiments, I want to know if she wasn't just a Fluke, but the real deal." She said as the other docted waved to go off and do his work. Dr. Townsend pressed her left hand against the Plexiglas of the pen. She looked down at the girl in front of her and pitied her. For all intents and purposes C. Victoria was dead to the world. The.... 'thing' that now layed in fron of her was not C. Victoria, but a man-made copy of a Vampire. The first of possibly many.

"Sleep well, Ceres Victoria, you have a long da-.... night ahead of you." Dr. Townsend as she walked back to her office.

Office of Military Intelligence Dispatch

Encryption Code FX8X64FT-2T

It would be nothing major for what we would be in the market for acquiring-simply some of the readouts on the modifications, and possibly a readout of the genetic samples. We have a project in the works-unrelated to the Project Millenium-but the information going on in your project could very well assist in our own testing and expiramentation.

-Commissioner
Commissioner, OMI

Office of Military Intelligence Dispatch

Encryption Code FX8X64FT-2T

It would be nothing major for what we would be in the market for acquiring-simply some of the readouts on the modifications, and possibly a readout of the genetic samples. We have a project in the works-unrelated to the Project Millenium-but the information going on in your project could very well assist in our own testing and expiramentation.

-Commissioner
Commissioner, OMI

Dominion Special Intelligence Division Message

The Readouts and the Genetics Sample will be provided, under one condition. We like to help out our allies and all that jazz, but not knowing where this information is going may cause a slight panic in a few people. Although we do not wish to ask the full overview of the operation, we ask that you allow us to know something more.

We do have good news, we already have our first Positive Test, although it appears to have been a Fluke. As no further testing on any of our 'Recruits' have yielded the same results. We feel that it may be a long time before we make another one, but no matter. You are invited to come Ascension to have a look around, view the subject, and most likely leave with the Documents you so desire.

Sincerely
-Unknown-

-Ascension Island, Atlantic Ocean. 3:43 AM October 23rd, 2008-

"This had better be good, Doctor. I don't like being woken up at this hour for nothing." Dr. Andrea Townsend said. She was a tall woman, about six foot three inches. Her dark blue eyes had a spark in them that showed her fierce determination. She also had a toned body which she kept in shape by doing regular exercises. She looked like a woman who was fifteen years younger then her real age of 39. Right now here eyes were only showing frustration.

"I think you will being woken up like this Doctor." Dr. Nelson Ofumbyea said in a thick Afrikaans accent. He was leading her towards the test areas, where just last night the first patch of 'Recruits' had been either chipped or injected to induce Vampiric-like effects. They got through the quite sophisticated security system through a series of Retinal Scans, Finger Print Scans, and a Voice Recognition Scan. Once they had finally gotten through security, Dr Ofumbyea took her to a holding cell where a young girl was.

"Subject: C. Victoria. Identificiation Number: 09981. Gender: Female. Date and Location of Birth: Cromwell, England July 17th, 1985. Blood Type: AB+. Method of Procedure: Chipped using the NNA9 Chip." Dr. Ofumbyea said to the Dr. Townsend. She looked at him like he was going mad.

"And this has to do with anything that matters?" She said with a slightly angered tone. He just smiled and read a report on the other 'Recruits'.

"Of all the 'Recruits' used in this experiment, only one has survived. Most died via Type A Lung and Heart Failure followed by massive brain hemmoraging. One died through a burst blood vessel next to his heart, and yet another died of what appears to be a stroke. Only she survived the initial procedures." He said. Her face went from a face of Anger to one of Thought. She quickly did a little brainstorming.

"Have her moved into the Holding Area we have designated for new Vampyrs. Also use the same chip used on her on the next batch of experiments, I want to know if she wasn't just a Fluke, but the real deal." She said as the other docted waved to go off and do his work. Dr. Townsend pressed her left hand against the Plexiglas of the pen. She looked down at the girl in front of her and pitied her. For all intents and purposes C. Victoria was dead to the world. The.... 'thing' that now layed in fron of her was not C. Victoria, but a man-made copy of a Vampire. The first of possibly many.

"Sleep well, Ceres Victoria, you have a long da-.... night ahead of you." Dr. Townsend as she walked back to her office.

-Ascension Island, Atlantic Ocean. 10:05 PM October 24th, 2008-

Ceres didn't remember much of what had happened. All she did remember was being grabbed roughly during what appeared to be a military attack on the base she was at now. The next part was pretty much a blur, but she knew that she was a prisoner during this time. She remember snippets of words like "...perfect subject..." and ".... soon it.... begin". Everything up until she woke up an hour ago was gone.

Ceres checked her surroundings, seeing if she could get some barings. She was in some sort of cell, but it had thick plexiglas sheets intstead of iron bars. Through the plexiglas she could see a calendar on the wall of what appeared to be a Guards Post. It read October 24th, 2008 and the clock said it was 10:05 PM. The last date she remembered was March 14th, 2008. That was 7 months ago. Ceres shuddered thinking about what had happened during that time.

Her stomach suddenly began to rumble. Ceres suddenly noticed she was extremely hungry and could eat a horse raw. She blanched as she thought about draining the horse of blood and savoring every bite. It then crossed her mind, why was she thinking about eating meat? She was a strict Vegiterian and she hated to eat meat. She put the thought behind her as she looked around for something to eat. Her came across what appeared to be a small bag with some red stuff in it. Her mouth started to water instictively, but she quickly righter herself as she wondered what the hell was wrong with her.

Her little reverie was knocked out as her stomach rumbled again. It hurt this time and her instictively were drawn to the red-filled bag. She decided to see what it was atleast and so she reached out and picked it up and brought it close to her face. She read the label on the bag. 'Dominion Military Medical Blood AB-'. It then hit her like a ton of bricks. She dopped the bag like it was a hissing asp and screamed.

Her scream alerted the Guard, who came out of his post with his hand on a Dominion Issue Z88 Hand-Gun. When he saw what she was doing he spoke into a radio in a language Ceres didn't understand. It sounded oddly like Dutch or German to her, but it wasn't either. Suddenly, Ceres' ears picked up what appeared to be the sound of footsteps moving fast toward her. Somehow she calculated that it was atleast 150 yards between the footsteps and her.

Ceres waited nervously for the Footsteps, all the while the Guard in front her hand his hand on his Z88 Pistol. She didn't want to think about what they were going to do to her, or what they had done to her. She just wanted to wake up from this horrible nightmare and have it all end.

When the footsteps arrived at her cell, Ceres looked at the party that had arrived. Three people, one woman and two men. The woman appeared to be some sort of Doctor, as she was dressed in a white lab coat. The men appeared just as the Guard did, except they were armed with what appeared to be heavily modified MP5s. Although the new guards appeared apprehensive the woman didn't seem all that scared or angery. In fact she seemed glad.

"Well, it's about time you woke up. We expected you to be awake around an hour ago, but better late then never I guess." She said in perfect english with almost no hint of an accent. Ceres couldn't trace the minute accent though.

"Y-...yo-.... you can speak english?" Ceres asked in her heavy English Accent. The woman smiled and walked toward the cell.

"Yes, I do. Being born in a former Commonwealth country has it's benefits I guess. And before you ask which one it was, it was South Africa or as it is known today as the Dominion." She said. Ceres scanned her garbled memory for any info on the Dominion. All she knew was that it was among the first breakaway Commonwealth Countries and that it was one of the Pre-eminent countries in Africa.

"So... we're in South Africa?" Ceres asked tenetively. The woman held her smile.

"No, we are actually on an Island in the South Atlantic called Ascension. It used to be a former US/UK Military base before their respective governments pulled out. A Mercenary group had taken up shop here afterwards." She said. Ceres' memory had a bit of info on Ascension, most of it pertaining to why she was there. She was part of the unit that had abandoned the UK military when it had joined WEF.

"Why... am I in this cell and why was there a bag of blood in the Food Tray opening?" Ceres asked. The woman's smile wavered and was soon gone completely from her face. It was repaced by a cold, iron look.

"Am I at liberty to say that you were brought her as a POW after we captured Ascension...."The woman said with a long pause.

"But, I guess I can tell you this. We did an experiment on you to turn you into what we call a Vampyr." She said.

"A VAMPIRE!?" Ceres nearly yelled. The woman's smile returned momentarily.

"No, a Vampyr. You are not a True-Vampire by any means other then you will need to feed on blood, which is why there a blood bag in your cell, but an attempt to make a Vampire." The Woman said. Ceres' face went suddenly blank. Her mind was bombarded by memories of the treatment. She put her hands infront of her eyes and screamed again. Then she started to involuntarily cry blood red tears.

"Open the cage." The woman said. The guards just stood there.

"I SAID OPEN THE CAGE!" The yelled and the guards hurried to do what they were told. As soon as the door was opened, the Woman walked in a knelt down next to Ceres. She tried to comfort the young woman before her. It helped only a little and the crying started to subside.

"Ceres, yes I know your name, I will be here to help get through everything. Trust me, there are worse things in life then being undead. Think of it this way, you won't age. You will stay as young as long as you want. What millions of Girls wouldn't give for that." The Woman said. Ceres' stopped her crying and looked at the woman before her. She thanked the woman in a very shaky voice because it was all she could do.

"Come on, lets help you get this blood down." The Woman said as the picked up the blood bag. She then led Ceres out of the cell and into a dorm area. The woman said Ceres could have her pick of any of the rooms and Ceres would live there as the team here at the base worked with her. Ceres' life, although very low, had a small bright spot. 'I can do this' she thought to herself.

-Ascension Island, Atlantic Ocean. 11:34 PM. October 31, 2008-

The past week had been pretty much a blur for Ceres. Most of the early period was spent getting accustomed to her new life. Waking up at dusk and going to sleep at dawn were hard on her sincer she was a morning person. She also had to get used to eating, well drinking, a bag of Medical Blood every day. Also during this time she talked to Dr. Townsend, who explained to her what had happened to her during the procedure and the months before that.

After five days of getting used to her new life, Ceres was taken to an above ground testing area. Dr. Townsend explained that they were going to test the limits of Ceres' new abilities. They started small, by doing tests to see how much she could lift and how far she could bend certain metals. All of the tests exceeded all previous expectations. She could lift a good 500 pounds easily and half a ton with quite a bit effort. She could bend a 75 pound bar of Titanium almost all the way. Dr. Townsend was most pleased with this new developement. She told Ceres to enjoy her night off and prepare for tougher tests tommorow.

The next night it was raining on Ascension. This time, Ceres' abilities with Weapons were tested. They made her use everything from a Z88 Pistol to a Milkor Mk.1 Grenade Launcher from various distances. Her results were most astounding. She could hit every weapon dead-on the mark from almost 750 meters! Dr. Townsend wanted to test something else, so she handed Ceres' a GA-18 Sniper Rifle and told her to walk 4 miles away from the Targets and shoot at them. The result was spectactular. She hit the dead-center of the target at 4 miles. That was astounding. All previous estimations were thrown out.

Tonight everything they had been doing the past three nights came to a fruitition. Ceres' was going to complete an obstacle course, fire at targets while doing this, and do it under 3 minutes. She could do the course as many times as she wanted, but each time she did she had to do the course 5 seconds faster. It took Ceres only 3 times to complete the course. Her final time: 1 minute and 27 seconds. Dr. Townsend was complete and utterly ecstatic. The project's first real Vampyr was breaking all of their estimates with ease. Everything was going well.

OOC: Ahem. Stealing my thunder? :P

OOC: Ahem. Stealing my thunder? :P

OOC: Please don't fag up my thread. And for your information I've had this planned for about 3 months. I just couldn't find the proper earth to deploy it. Now please be a dear and leave this thread well enough alone or I will have a mod delete your posts.

Thank you.