The attack on Kilo Point had been a failure for Magnus, or had it? At-least, he would tell others that he, the almighty Magnus, of course knew what would happen and that it was merely a stress test against the Purge and SOLDIER to wipe out some of them in the process. When of course, the Purge showing up had been one thing that Magnus didn't account for, and that was what infuriated him the most. He had planned everything out, where the guards were, how many they were, how many Elite were on the premesis. But no, every single damned thing was destroyed the instance the Purge showed up, months of planning, for nothing at all. No matter, he would turn new vampires, more planning. He would destroy the Purge and SOLDIER, or get every last vampire killed trying. Luckily for him, he did plan a fall back base, and it was nearly complete, in about a week it would be done. It had already been over a month since the failure at Kilo Point, he had work to do. Believe it or not, Magnus actually had a cellphone. He had all but a few contacts he had...acquired....recently from a few people. One of which was a weapons and vehicle dealer, both of which, ironically, were working for the government as some kind of black market. It seemed the government was willing to do almost anything for money, including selling arms to the one Vampire that decided it was time to destroy them. Magnus simply grinned at the thought as he sat in the cavern the base was being built in. Magnus opened the flip phone he had in his hand, of course it was a Nokia, Magnus would settle for nothing less due to his destructive lifestyle, and dialed the number. A man shortly picked up on the other end "Hello?" He spoke. "Oh, Why hello. Would I be correct in saying this is John, the man selling the....extra equipment?" Magnus replied. There was silence for a few moments before the man replied. "Yes, that would be me. Who is this?" "Magnus, Magnus Shane. Surely you've heard of me? Why, I'm in the national news. Anywho...I need to order a lot of weapons and such, say, enough for a small army takeover? I'll give you some co-ordinates to drop the supplies off at, do be prompt, I'll leave a briefcase there as well. I expect everything to be there in a week or so." Magnus replied. He listed off a long list of equipment, assault rifles, grenades, kevlar, a Jeep or two, rifles, handguns, pretty much everything he needed to create an immortal militia that had the least possible chance of being stopped by the purge this time. Magnus gave him the co-ordinates of an old abandoned church around 30 miles from where he was currently at and closed the phone. To think, the very government that funded SOLDIER to stop the 'Evil Assholes' known as vampires, were now helping him dig their grave. To make matters even /more/ interesting Magnus had dug up some data linking them to the Purge as well, if only barely. The fact of that infuriated him, and yet made him realize just how alike they were. Both cunning and deceiving, he would run this nation perfectly after he De-throned the President. Magnus sighed as he paced the cave back and forth, waiting impatiently for the Bunker to be done so he could further his plans, further? Eh, Magnus didn't put to much more thought into it. He entered a passcode and the giant re-inforced steel door opened with a click and slowly opened inward, he entered and it slowly closed behind him. Most of the Bunker was complete, it was mostly the lower levels with the equipment room and his chambers, his chambers have been located on the last floor deep beneath the ground. He went into the camera room, watching the workers tire endlessly to get the job done. He sat down in the chair in front of the desk and powered on the computer, he needed more intel about who he was dealing with. Magnus was by no means a mastermind hacker that could take down the entire powergrid in 5 seconds, but he was smart enough to know such a thing could be bought and manufactured. Even easier thing to buy, would be the password to enter the government and SOLDIER databases. It had been a easy thing, only a couple million from some underpaid lackey that had grown greedy and desperate for money. After a series of clicks and a lot of typing at the speed of two or three people, Magnus had access to nearly every file the government was hiding in a mere few minutes. He had files on every documented Oldblood, including himself. He paused a moment to read it, and grinned as he did, though he thought they didn't quite portray his craziness accurately. He was tempted to edit it, but that would be even more traceable than what he was currently doing. Something else that definitely piqued his interest was the file on Gabriel, 90% of it was random un-important bullshit, if not all. Everything else were things he had already grown to know. He grimaced, finding nothing of interest. He then decided to search up anything to do with the Purge and any possible connection it had to do with the government and SOLDIER, most of it was simple documents stating they knew it existed and kept tabs on them. After around an hour of digging through files, he found a rather interesting document about the most recent battle at Kilo Point, very interesting indeed. The document itself stated they had tipped the Purge off to wipe out a few key Elite members they no longer fully trusted they had oh so carefully stationed there, among the list was Mithias Varomere and Rhyss Blackblade. So, in an effort to wipe out two of their own members, they allowed an entire city, an entire garrison, to burn. Magnus had to admit, he was inclined to agree with their tactics. Destroy a few to destroy the great threats. Remembering back from the on Varomere, it had his cellphone number. Magnus was of course now inclined on toying with him, he grinned as he dialed the number. "Would this be a Mithias Varomere I am speaking to, one from the Elite branch of SOLIDER?" Magnus asked. It took all the strength he could muster to not burst out in a maniac laugh of what he was going to tell him. Of course, judging from his records Mithias was a slave to SOLDIER, loyal to his very core. What he was about to say would outright crush him. ---- It had been a little bit over a month since the attack on Kilo Point ravaged the town, turning it now into nothing more than a military base to hold down the fort in the surrounding area. No one dared tread there, except for a crazy few. Matt reckoned he was one of those crazy few for sticking around after that life threatening experience, although he wasn't entirely loyal to SOLDIER, he was a fighter and that's all he knew. He sat at his desk in his office, still contemplating the fact of exactly why Mithias would resign so suddenly to find some random vampire that for all he knew fled the country post haste. But, unfortunately, he was well within his rights to resign and Matt was far from a high enough rank to be ordering around Elite members to such a degree. He kicked his feet up on his desk and sighed, the attack on Kilo Point with both the Purge and the vampires seemed all to co-incidental. Exactly how did the Purge know the vampires would attack, and in what number? Surely, they wouldn't have sent an entire army to combat a mere twenty vampires. Something didn't seem right, how would they know to send entire assault teams, a entire damn army? Matt decided the first order of business would be to do some research on the matter, but, unfortunately Matt had no where near full clearance. Most of the files he had was very basic information on some Oldbloods, and what he could access in the database was mostly blacked out. This, this would take some time. And Matt sensed time is what they didn't have much of. ---- Rhyss groaned as he sat in his chair in the living room of his small yet high class and expensive house, he flipped through the TV Channels. Almost every damned one of them had something to do with the attack on Kilo Point, every last one. He was growing tired of hearing about it, everywhere he went 'Did you hear about X, did you see Y?' He grimaced and shut it off. He grabbed a cigar and lit it, he inhaled deeply and sighed, sending torrents of smoke from his nostrils. Something just didn't seem right, he just couldn't quite tell what. He was informed that Mithias had resigned from the branch as well, which concerned him even more. Not really concerned for the fact of Mithias, he could give a damn less about him. The reason he resigned, was what he was concerned about. Why of all times did he decide to prance off to go on some spiritual quest, because he nearly died? Pft, Rhyss stared Death in the face and spit in his eye on every single mission he went on. Rhyss figured Mithias resigned because he was weak, he got scared, frightened. He simply shrugged, not putting to much more thought into the cowards actions. He would simply wait, and hoped the whole incident would blow over soon.