[center] [h2][b][color=00aeef]Carmen Chavana[/color], [color=8dc73f]Hakeem Ansari[/color], and [color=999999]Mr. Smith[/color][/b][/h2] [img]https://i.imgur.com/N2hUtIy.jpg[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/hOvWe6F.jpg[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/McyQu1M.jpg?1[/img] [hider=Interactions]Sky, Oshikuru [@PharaohAtem] and Miarikia [@The One][/hider] [hr] [img]https://media.giphy.com/media/8mpRb6XgR9dpzbwcRw/giphy.gif[/img] [i]10 KM South of the Ordinary Mythical Academy[/i] [sub][url=https://www.youtuberepeater.com/watch/v=eyZQUEMZlCU]Entrance Theme[/url][/sub] [/center] Emerging from the treeline was a low-flying Black Hawk helicopter, grey and unmarked. It flew fast, and with precision and grace. With no pilots inside, one could immediately conclude that said Black Hawk was a Helodrone, or an unmanned helicopter. However, while it was piloted by an AI, there were indeed live passengers inside the military helicopter that made its way through the countryside. Sitting across from an Arab man and a Hispanic woman was a middle-aged white man who leaned back in his suit and tie. [color=999999]"I know you guys haven't even had a few days to rest since your last mission but this one was an opportunity that we couldn't let slip."[/color] The man, known to his listeners as Mr. Smith, spoke within the relatively quiet helicopter. [color=999999]"We've got wind that one of our targets is going to the Ordinary Mythical Academy, outside the protection of his country of origin. It's the perfect place to eavesdrop, and if done correctly, the perfect time to strike if necessary."[/color] The Hispanic woman spoke up. [color=00aeef]"Who's our target?"[/color] She asked, adjusting her shoulder holster and compact parachute bag. Wearing only a gray t-shirt and black tactical trousers, Carmen Chavana wasn't really much in terms of being armed. [color=00aeef]"Is he important enough to ship us off with minimal equipment and not even briefing us before we head out?"[/color] Mr. Smith smirked a little. [color=999999]"As a matter of fact, [i]yes.[/i]"[/color] He said with a shit-eating grin, revealing his vampire fangs. Pulling out an electronic tablet and bringing up a screen, he showed both of his pupils a rather detailed dossier. [color=999999]"This is your target, and his name is Prince Ali Sekhemi. Practically the dictator of Egypt, he's usurped the throne from his parents some time ago through methods of assassination. He conveniently denies this, but if he's the type who would murder his own parents for power, you know this man means business. He's already ravaged Libya and Sudan for petty reasons, and he's currently setting his sights on Israel, Jordan and Iraq. Not only do they help fund us, they are also key allies in our missions in the Middle East. Not to mention that Prince Ali Sekhemi has already committed a multitude of war crimes and most nations in the UN all want him arrested and/or dead at this point."[/color] The Arab man perked up once Mr. Smith mentioned Iraq. [color=8dc73f]"Wait, he's targeting [i]Iraq?[/i]"[/color] Hakeem Ansari asked timidly, leaning forward, wearing a similar outfit to Carmen. [color=8dc73f]"But [i]why?[/i]"[/color] [color=999999]"God knows."[/color] Mr. Smith shrugged before it clicked in his mind. [color=999999]"Oh, you actually have some personal investment...?"[/color] Hakeem leaned back and folded his arms. [color=8dc73f]"I went to his country, yes. I witnessed firsthand of what he was capable of. Allowing him to ravage Iraq, my homeland, would cause more damage than any terrorist group ever could."[/color] Hakeem's eyes glared at the portrait of Sekhemi. [color=8dc73f]"He's responsible for the death of a close friend of mine. I'd be more than happy to take that bastard out."[/color] The suited vampire raised a finger. [color=999999]"Now now, remember how we roll."[/color] Mr. Smith shot a look at Hakeem. [color=999999]"Yes, feelings like that should [i]motivate[/i] us... but we can't let them [i]control[/i] us. Mission objectives always take priority. Understood?"[/color] Hakeem nodded begrudgingly. [color=8dc73f]"Yes, sir."[/color] Mr. Smith nodded. [color=999999]"Good."[/color] He thought for a moment before smiling. [color=999999]"Oh yeah, I almost forgot."[/color] He pulled out two chocolate bars. [color=999999]"These are for the last mission."[/color] Carmen took the Milky Way bar, looking at it before looking at Mr. Smith. [color=00aeef]"[i]Really?[/i] Destroy a drug cartel ran by a psychotic vampire lord and I get a [i]Milky Way[/i] in return?"[/color] Carmen sighed and shook her head, smirking a little to indicate her false annoyance. [color=00aeef]"Sometimes I wonder why I'm still with you guys." [/color] Hakeem shrugged. [color=8dc73f]"I don't know about you, but nearly getting killed by a psychotic vampire lord and a bunch of ruthless Cartel forces is totally worth suffering through for a Milky Way."[/color] Hakeem said sarcastically with a smile. [color=8dc73f]"Trademarked."[/color] He tradesnarked™. [color=999999]"Still, you guys did a fantastic job down there."[/color] Mr. Smith then looked back at his dossier. [color=999999]"In regards to your current mission, your job is to infiltrate the Ordinary Mythical Academy, masquerading as students. The reason why I asked you to get a parachute, Carmen, is because their facilities are built upon a massive floating island."[/color] [color=00aeef]"W-what?"[/color] Carmen gulped before making her compact parachute was packed and donned on tight. [color=00aeef]"Really?"[/color] [color=999999]"Yep."[/color] Mr. Smith said casually before continuing. [color=999999]"Even though it is a masquerade, you are still considered full students there."[/color] Mr. Smith pulled out two invitation letters from OMA, and handed them to Carmen and Hakeem. [color=999999]"Those will be your ticket in. We pulled a whole lot of strings just to get you guys in, so don't lose 'em."[/color] Mr. Smith then turned back to the dossier. [color=999999]"For now, after you infiltrate the school, you are to attend as normal and follow the rules. You are to give us a full report at the end of each day with anything and everything you observe from our target. We will be using this information to help out the rest of Galm Team, who is currently flying to Egypt to help prepare coalition forces in Operation Torchsnuff. Any information we can get from him could help us on the intelligence front for Torchsnuff, so we would know where and how to strike."[/color] Mr. Smith explained. [color=999999]"However, while you will submit your report through an encrypted frequency so only our AIs can pick them up, you will be receiving your orders through the number station 84.92. You will know them when you hear them."[/color] Mr. Smith explained. [color=999999]"Once the job is done, you're free to continue attending the school, provided that you haven't been kicked out after mission completion."[/color] Mr. Smith then pointed towards the large duffel bags that Carmen and Hakeem each have. [color=999999]"Inside these duffel bags are what you will need for this assignment. It contains the dossiers of most attendees and staff of OMA, and I stress [i]most.[/i] Some people you will see, including the Headmaster, are intelligence black holes, so I suggest you use your best judgement when you encounter them. The bags also contains a variety of equipment needed for the mission. OMA should allow you to bring your 9mm handguns in, but just in case if they don't, we have disassembled and concealed parts for Galil SARs inside the hidden pockets if you need them."[/color] Mr. Smith thought for a moment before speaking again. [color=999999]"The rest of the mission details will be in the coded documents that are printed off as travel brochures. Since there's a high probability of frequence monitoring, you'll be on your own for the rest of the mission. If something goes wrong, we packed some E-Flares for you, and the Helodrones will come to your rescue if necessary."[/color] Mr. Smith looked between them before smiling a little. [color=999999]"Any questions?"[/color] Carmen looked to Mr. Smith. [color=00aeef]"I heard about the target being a meta. What are his abilities?" [/color] [color=999999]"The target has the ability to control fire and darkness. While we don't know the exact details of his capabilities, as those who tried to catch any record of it have been incinerated, we do recommend being near a body of water if you are to engage him, or at least go near him."[/color] Mr. Smith said. [color=999999]"He's got the ego to rival that of Kanye West, so stroke it as much as you can if you ever have a social encounter. And try not to shit your pants too."[/color] Carmen gulped and nodded. [color=00aeef]"Got it."[/color] Hakeem was thinking about things before turning to Mr. Smith. [color=8dc73f]"What kind of students attend this academy?"[/color] He asked, genuinely interested. [color=999999]"Oh... they're [i]really[/i] special. And I mean it."[/color] Mr. Smith chuckled. [color=999999]"Not in like the... mentally challenged variety, but more of like... you wouldn't even believe they [i]exist."[/i][/color] [color=00aeef]"Hon, you chow down on my neck on the regular and we just killed a vampire druglord two days ago."[/color] Carmen said, deadpan. [color=00aeef]"I'm pretty sure we can handle this." [/color] Mr. Smith shrugged. [color=999999]"Alright, if you say so."[/color] Seeing how there are no more questions, he looked outside. There was nothing but clouds and sky where they were at now, as the helicopter had gained altitude while they were talking. [color=999999]"We're almost there. We'll be dropping you off at the facility itself. Follow all instructions of that letter, and try not to draw any attention to yourselves. Feel free to make friends too, they might help you take the target out if they're brave enough."[/color] Mr. Smith leaned back and relaxed. [color=999999]"Should be a piece of cake." [/color] [hr] [center][i]Large Field, Ordinary Mythical Academy[/i][/center] The Black Hawk helicopter was getting close to the floating isles. The AI turned the helicopter to the side so the living passengers within could get a good look at the massive isles, and see them in their majestic glory. The islands were large marvels, looking like giant pieces of land carved out from the earth. There were countless of waterfalls and such, the water falling being somewhat steamy, turning into clouds. There were trees, even many [i]buildings[/i] on this floating landmass. It was a sight to behold. [color=00aeef]"Wow..."[/color] Carmen looked upon the floating islands with wonder, seeing them from within the helicopter. [color=00aeef]"What keeps them floating like that?"[/color] Mr. Smith chuckled. [color=999999]"Magic I guess. I dunno."[/color] The vampire shrugged, looking at the islands. [color=999999]"The islands are home to a variety of different biomes and places. This landmass is home to haunted forests, caves, castles, deserts, mazes, lakes, castles, ruins... you name it. This is pretty much the Isle of Adventure if I ever saw any."[/color] Mr. Smith said. [color=999999]"So I suggest if you ever venture outside the campus, for whatever reason, I suggest you bring your Galils with you. We kind of don't know what's in those places ourselves."[/color] Mr. Smith explained as the helicopter flew in above the island. For those inside the main hall, they would hear the sound of a helicopter arriving. If anyone were to investigate, they'd find an unmarked but also unarmed military helicopter flying overhead, heading towards the large field nearby. The helicopter itself didn't seem to be doing much, just flying around. Until it hovered over a nearby field. It soon lowered, and landed at the field without much of an issue. [b][i]Landing zone clear. You're free to drop.[/i][/b] A digitized male voice said over the intercom, belonging to the AI that flew the helicopter. Carmen and Hakeem grabbed their duffel bags and were just about to head out the door that slid open, before Carmen was stopped by Mr. Smith. [color=999999]"Hey, you mind topping me off?"[/color] Mr. Smith asked. Carmen groaned and rolled her eyes. [color=00aeef]"Ugh, fine."[/color] She dropped her bag and sat down next to Mr. Smith, who promptly bit into her neck. [color=00aeef]"Ack!"[/color] She yipped out in pain, and once Mr. Smith began suckling, she closed her eyes and gave a low moan. [color=00aeef]"Nnnng..."[/color] She blushed just a little as he drew blood from her neck, the vampire finishing up quickly. [color=999999]"Thanks."[/color] Mr. Smith said after withdrawing from her, taking out a sanitizer wipe from his pocket to help heal up and disinfect Carmen's tender bite wound. [color=999999]"Your blood's good when I can get it."[/color] He said, wiping up Carmen's neck, leaving no trace of the bite behind. [color=999999]"Alright, good luck out there, both of you!"[/color] Mr. Smith waved them goodbye as they hopped off the helicopter. Carmen and Hakeem waved goodbye to Mr. Smith once they were on the ground, and soon after they cleared out, the Black Hawk took off, and like that, sped away from the area, only to disappear into the sky and below the floating isles. Carmen and Hakeem, holding onto their dufflebags, sighed and looked to each other. [color=00aeef]"This is gonna be one helluva ride."[/color] Carmen said, looking to Hakeem before smirking a little. Hakeem turned to Carmen before smirking a little himself. [color=8dc73f]"You know you're shit at hiding it."[/color] [color=00aeef]"What?"[/color] [color=8dc73f]"You're into getting bitten like that. Even by men."[/color] Hakeem said with a soft chuckle. [color=8dc73f]"You enjoy it."[/color] [color=00aeef]"What!? I do [i]not![/i]"[/color] Carmen hit Hakeem on the shoulder playfully. [color=00aeef]"It just feels okay is all..." [/color] [color=8dc73f]"Bull. [i]Shit[/i]."[/color] Hakeem chuckled, walking towards the Grand Hall. [color=8dc73f]"Both of your ex-girlfriends were vampires from PS. Didn't think you had it in you to open yourself up to some Edward Cullens too, huh?"[/color] Carmen followed him. [color=00aeef]"Screw you, buddy. I dated them because they were cute and I enjoyed their company. Not because they were vampires."[/color] Hakeem rolled his eyes. [color=8dc73f]"Yeah yeah, if that makes you sleep at night."[/color] Hakeem looked to Carmen. [color=8dc73f]"Trust me, I can see it written all over your face. Even if you have lots of restraint, you get lots of pleasure from it."[/color] Hakeem grinned ear to ear. [color=8dc73f]"You can't lie to me, you know."[/color] Carmen groaned. [color=00aeef]"Ugh, fine! I get lots of pleasure from feeding to vampires, okay? Now will you shut up?" [/color] Hakeem sighed happily. [color=8dc73f]"Eh, nah."[/color] He smirked. [color=8dc73f]"I enjoy watching you suffer."[/color] Carmen hit Hakeem on the shoulder again. [color=00aeef]"Fuck you."[/color] [color=8dc73f]"I love you too."[/color] Hakeem chuckled, telekenetically pushing Carmen forward a little. They soon arrived at the Grand Hall, and once they arrived there, they both looked at the three students who were there. Feasting their eyes upon a rather peculiar looking witch (Miarikia), a man who didn't seem right (Oshikuru), and someone who looked a bit like a Paladin (Sky). They didn't seem [i]too[/i] bad, but hearing the man and the witch casually discuss demonic stuff made them just a little uncomfortable. They stood in the corner by the entrance, trying to look not too noticable. Even then, Carmen thought the Grand Hall was quite impressive, but she kept her guard up.