The Secular Vampire Elimination Project, as SOLDIER had originally been known back in it's founding days, had arisen in response to the threat of oldbloods. No normal military could properly deal with beings on the scale of Magnus, Dresden, or Mithias. While many people thought it was built to protect the people from bloodsuckers, in truth it had been built by and for the government, created as a sort of specialised anti-vampire bodyguard. Although it had in time become an offensive organisation, with long-reaching fingers and access to a large array of military forces, it's central purpose and the central threat was never forgotten by it's leaders. In all the world, there were very few things as dangerous as an Oldblood, a being that could create hundreds more vampires, and singlehandedly wipe out military units. Every oldblood knowns in recorded history had a highly detailed profile in SOLDIER HQ, locked in a closed system and behind a hundred heavily guarded gates, detailing the vampire's behavior, capabilities and recorded history for use in combat. Johnathan knew, he'd managed to see his own profile, once.
The ancient warrior was no stranger to this organization. Multiple times SOLDIER had attempted to recruit him, wanting for another Oldblood among their ranks, although he had refused each time. While he certainly held no loyalty to the ideals of most vampires, nor their religions, he was not such a hypocrit that he would wipe out his kin, nor would he judge them simply for killing the humans. He had lived for over a thousand years, and seen civilisations rise and fall. A human was a fragile creature, like a may fly darting out of hiding, always trying to achieve as much as it can before it's time runs out. Slow, weak beings with no ability to grasp the larger picture due to their miniscule time on this earth. How could he feel pity or mercy for a line of creatures so devoid of meaning, so devoid of life? They ruled this earth only by the complacency of the true vampire lords, who humored the mayflies for now.
Of course, Johnathan was not one to commit genocide. A day would undoubtedly come when all of mankind stood on the brink of utter extinction, and vampires would keep them in pens like they did to their cattle. Nature practically required it, as in time the humans were only growing weaker and more complacent. However that day would come not by Johnathan's hand, nor would he encourage it.
Returning from his inner thoughts, Johnathan looked around at the scenery around him. Had he been a human, he would undoubtedly have died already. The guns he could faintly see prepared, hidden under bushes and growths, would certainly have ripped into him. Of course, it would have taken some fairly heavy artillery to cut through his armor, but he had no doubt that Magnus had access to just that. Practically invisible for the heat scanners that constantly observed the area in front of the legendary bunker, Johnathan moved carefully in between the blind spots of cameras, being able to nearly perfectly judge them. He had done this many times before, and as he entered the cave system, which was also undoubtedly monitored, he knew he wouldn't be able to remain hidden forever. This place was too heavily secured to be able to slip completely in and out without being noticed. However, Johnathan had no intentions of doing anything of the like.
Again, a human would have been doomed once they entered this dense system of caves, with no defining marks to show the way. With no indication of what way to go, soon the human would have either gotten lost and died alone, or stumbled into the field of view of one of the many cameras on the site. However, with the superior senses that were common to vampires, it was relatively easy to navigate the cramped passageways, finding alternate routes to avoid cameras. It was only because the system was not meant to catch vampires that he had penetrated it this far, he knew, because, while there were cameras for extra security, the main source of protection was the heat scanners that constantly searched the area. But that didn't mean that the next scene wasn't going to be a significant problem.
Technology developed by the humans had rapidly increased both the complexity and quality of security systems. Using lasers, circuits and advanced weaponry one was able to create systems that in the past would have been dismissed as impossible, fabrications of magic. To counter these, advanced hacking and cloaking systems had been developed to a military grade, methods for getting past advanced scanner equipment and hacking open most systems. Forcing access to the circuits of a closed system, they were the perfect counter. Of course, some defensive measures never change, and Johnathan saw that Magnus had realised this as well, for barring his way was an obstacle that no technological gadget could have removed.
It was a big-ass metal door.
For a little while, Johnathan considered what was in front of him. The massive door was obviously built to withstand heavy punishment, and if his estimates about it were correct he would need heavy artillery cannons to get through it. There were no guards in front of it - it would really be quite pointless, with all the automated cannons about - but there was nothing on Johnathan's form that could have destroyed the door. Although he could potentially have hacked into any system, he could do no such thing from the outside, and thus the door formed a potentially unmovable obstacle. He couldn't turn back now, of course. As such, Johnathan shrugged, and knocked. Three loud bangs, calculated to send echoes through the chamber behind the door, as he stood clearly in the vision of one of the cameras. If he was lucky, the door would simply be opened for him, removing the problem.
vampire problems