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   Paranormal Control Agency Records:

   Sci-fi (Science Fiction) Anomaly: Refers to individual artifacts, entities, and locations that defy conventional scientific logic and metaphysical understanding. Described as resembling subjects of the science fiction genre of entertainment due to their complex structuring, technological builds, and defiance of the above abilities to understand and classify them. To date the Paranormal Control Agency has listed TWENTY such anomalies.

   Upon the foundation of the Paranormal Control Agency such classification was given automatically to four subjects with a fifth added shortly after. While the Paranormal Control Agency was founding during WWII in the late 1930's many individuals and smaller clandestine groups or members there of were incorporated into the Paranormal Control Agency. These individuals and groups brought with them items already classifiable as "Sci-fi anomalies" as such the exact date of discovery is out of order of the numbers, and is questionable for the first four as are those of numbers 15 and above as those were added during the international coalition phase adding artifacts of clear technological nature found by allied groups around the globe..


  Anomaly 1: Ghost Phone: Discovered in 1886 during renovations on a theater in up state New York. Study of the device has found it possesses a crystaline structure beneath recognizable clockwork and machinery. The clock work and much of the machinery seems to serve no other purpose than to disguise the true artifact underneath as well as act as an amplifier so the sounds and voices can be heard. The manufacturer of the cover is unknown. The Ghost Phone when exposed to an electrical current will project voices and sounds; the voices and sounds are those of people and anything that was present in the same room the device is being used in up to three days prior; discovered that alternating currents of electricity could act as a "switch" to set the timer back by minutes, hours, and days.

   Further research with more advanced equipment in 1969 discovered that when exposed to certain radiation and magnetic fields that the device will also activate holographic images in the room showing what happened; as well as more precise ways to turn back the image; up to seven days.

   In 1999 researchers found the device when exposed to a particular set of alternating microwaves and gamma rays would cause the images to become interactive, even able to answer questions; although limited based only on the memories of that single day; it was reported as "disturbing" as the "ghosts" would otherwise seem self aware and even troubled by the fact they couldn't remember beyond the day being turned on and displayed emotional responses; although determined these responses were limited to only the emotions they had during the events being shown.

  Simularity to actual hauntings has been noted, and believed this device was designed to activate and research the otherwise natural phenomonon of residual hauntings. How it does this is unknown, as the actual working mechanism is structured in such a way that it can't be taken apart without risk of damaging it and has no known components in the core device. Despite the device's potential use in solving crimes; its limited time frame; which the natural phenomonon goes much further back in time; and the fact that upon being used in an area haunting activity was then reported as a residual triggering effect took place as a more natural haunting version of the exact events viewed started to occur.




   Anomaly 2: Black Candle
   AKA: Vaccuum Cylinder
   AKA: Suction Stone
   AKA: Singularity Stone
  The name of this item changed through out its official documentation as understanding of its nature increased. At its most basic, this artifact resembles a short light brown metallic cylinder about 3 inches wide by 8 inches tall. The top of the item would when touched in a certain manner *rotating finger clockwise over circular pattern on top* open up the top 1 inch of the cylinder to reveal a black pearl like sphere measuring 1 inch across hovering in mid-air with a series of fragile looking rods pointed up at it from the rim of the cylinder. The black sphere produced a light suction that would suck in air, smoke, fire, and even water at a slow pace while the cylinder was open. Attempting to touch the sphere with one's bare finger resulted in epidermal damage reported by "volunteers" as feeling like being frozen, burned, and shocked at the same time while tiny needles are grabbing and pulling at the skin. Although nothing was visible.

   Records indicate it was originally found by a farmer (name redacted) in 1777 from a meteor that fell on his homestead. The area would decades later become the Indiana territory (1800) and then an official state in (1816); as a result of this records are spotty at best. However journals indicate the farmer wanted to be left alone and never informed any authorities to the find; instead keeping it on his desk. Journals indicate the farmer's on disliked the item, describing it as resembling a candle that emitted black light and sucked in smoke instead of giving it off. The farmer had apparently used it to suck up the smoke from his pipe and lantern. Upon the farmer's death in 1827 the son had what he by then was refering to in his journal as the Black Candle locked away in a trunk.

  The item was not rediscovered until 1880 when the farm was being sold for auction, the new owner however never figured out how to open it, nor is their any indication they ever tried as the trunk and its contents moved about. The item does not appear in any official records again until 1914 when a young soldier presented the item, he dubbed "The Vaccuum Cylinder"; he demonstrated what it could do to his commanding officer and presented reciepts showing where it had come from, the young soldier it would seem had become fascinated by the item as an avid enthusiast of science fiction dime novels and wished to discover the origins of the strange device believing it either from Mars or the result of time travel (both conjecture on his part). Unfortunatly for that young soldier the commanding officer saw no immediate use for the artifact and had it filed away in a locker; there are no records to indicate his reasoning; but an angry letter by the private (name redacted) in his later years indicates he believed his commanding officer at the time was either part of a cover up or had thought the item a magic trick so discarded it. This letter written to a higher brass in 1944 prompted the newly formed Paranormal Control Agency to investigate the locker and discover the item; and learn its prior history from its previous owner.

    Initially it was determined to have no military application and hypothesized to be some sort of "alien air filter" and shelved a further ten years as other events, paranormal research, and other anomalies with more military potential had been brought in at around the same time and the agency had limited resources and man power to work with and needed more clout among its military backers; curiosities were to be left to "lesser" organizations.

   In 1955 as other "alien like" technology had been discovered this item was taken out of storage to be studied; closer examination and testing of different gases and liquids determined it was not a filter. Nothing sucked into the black sphere ever came out, by this time the theory of Black Suns/Black Holes were present in the scientific community and the possibility this was a tiny contained one was raised. A single attempt to remove the sphere was made, the forcepts used to grab it however were yanked violently from the researcher's hand and absorbed by the sphere instantly. This frightened the researchers, classifying the object as "hazardous material", and locking it up in a case that was then placed in a crate to be stored in a warehouse along with dangerous magical objects and "sealed evils" had been been discovered in the Agency's ten years of existence thus far.

   In 1973 the warehouse was broken into, its casual apperance and vaguely marked crates working against it as the thief knew what to look for. However the now dubbed "Suction Stone" did not appear to be their intended target as the other stolen items were various "elemental stones". As the items stolen were all "weak" or essentially hazards to anyone who touched them along with no leads on the thief, the item was not discovered again until 2008.

   In 2008, the "Suction Stone" turned up unexpectedly during a "Vault Case"; that being a case in which someone, an amateur collector or would be "do gooder" among other possible motives has collected various cursed or haunted items in their own personal collection or vault. In this case however the owner disseminated their collection via packages mailed to random recipients. While it is not known if this individual (George O'Brian) was the thief or at some point obtained if from the thief; the fact remains he chose to mail out dangerous magical objects to unsuspecting individuals around the United States while using fake return addresses; in truth those of businesses in the nearby Plenta City in Indiana.

  The exact connection of what happened was discovered when a case utilizing a unique tracking method; a captured supernatural being imprisoned in the body of a girl who died in her coma and whose body had been taken over by a spirit trying to pose as her. During the case related to other items from (George O'Brian's) estate, sold to the Plenta City Museum; in which several items were being used by the curator in an attempt to summon an eldritch class being; another entity appeared. Appearing as a young woman dressed in Victorian Gothic attire the entity was identified as an eldritch class being refering to its self by the name "Singularity"; stating to the trapped spirit to whome it recognized that it had been imprisoned for over three centuries, citing an alien race it refered to as "Ju-el" "dumping" items and prisoners on this planet. The entity called "Singularity" then vanished. The frightening implications aside, for this specific item the relevence is that the medium was able to trace back this entity's release point, finding the item, damaged, at the proptery of two civilians (names redacted), who stated to the agents who questioned them they had simply gotten the package and thought it was some weird high tech trinket, accidentally breaking one of the rods inside it. Something that was surprisingly easy to do and the fact no one had since 1777 done so is surprising; something the entity stated in the museum encounter as well.

   As the entity refered to its self as "Singularity" the item was officially re-dubbed "Singularity Stone" despite no longer being a stone. The device was taken to an Arizona research facility dealing with anomalious technology; attempting to determine if a means could be found to activate the device to recapture the entity; or if it even has such a function as some of the researchers stated it appeared to only be designed to hold and possibly release the entity, but was not the original "compression" device that turned it into the black sphere within it. The escaped entity has been encountered a few times since and displays remarkable powers; indicating that no unknown device or magical trinket should ever in the future be over looked or mishandled simply because it appears to have no immediate use or only minor affects; as it is beyond human knowledge as to the device's true purpose.




Anomaly 3: The Impossible Light: The Impossible Light is a sphere measuring 10 inches across and produces a field of light around in an 18 foot radius, regardless of physical obstacles. Instead there is an area of effect as determined by every experiment placed on it in which the space is "lit up" in a way defying the known laws of physics. There are no shadows, and even experiements to look under and inside objects have shown they are also viewable as if there was light on them. However prolonged observation of this space has shown the area to produce an sense of unease in human and even animal subjects; this however may simply be due to neurological functions related to sight being seemingly bypassed and the surreal look everything has when there are no shadows.

   The sphere has been under constant examination since it was brought into the Paranormal Control Agency in 1939, although discovered much earlier by the ancestors of the man who brought it into the Paranormal Control Agency at the Agency's founding. Every single time a new development in optical technology, detection and camera designs especially is produced the research lab has experimented on this sphere to try and determine how it works. However even as of 2030 the sphere defies even a basic understanding of how it works; even attempts to determine if the affects are psionic or magic have turned up negative.

   The spehre produces no electromagnetic radiation of any kind, no photons, no electricial fields, no magnetism, no radiation. The earliest experiments on it determined a lack of radiation, with later experiments confirming this; it doesn't even produce heat; although to the touch it always has a neutral temperature; however thermal detection equipment picks up no heat out put. To the eye and to cameras it appears to be glowing; however closer examination has concluded that what is being seen is only a blur as the air around it by a few inches is "brighter" than the rest of the space being "illuminated". As a cause for how it works cannot be determined it has been decided to not attempt to damage it; there is no identifiable housing or any means of user interface with it, nor does it react to directly to other sources of illumination being used on it. In truth turning on a light within the field changes no level of illumination to the point that aside from a yellow or other color tint it would be impossible to tell the light source is even on; including those that should be brighter than the determined level of brightness in the space; somehow whatever the field around this device is, it completly negates all other forms of visible light. However it does not negate other forms of electromagnetic radiation in the area of effect; only visible light spectrums and some infrared and ultra violet.

  Studies of subjects brain activity and the use of psychics and spiritual mediusms has determined the device does not affect the brain; which makes sense as no amount of projection should allow one to see things without a light source, and even cameras in the effected area can see in it; although some cameras end up with an odd double exposure and some digital cameras get an odd pixilated image; but not every time, including not every time to same equipment. Nor does there seem to be any magical illumination involved as there is no mana trace on anything. It had been hypothesized it was some sort of spell causing a magical aura around every object to emit light; however again neither photons nor a mana field could be detected. The device despite its simple apperance, and the fact that all it does is illuminate an area around it; somehow is defying the known laws of physics and even metaphysics.

   Due to the above, there is no telling if it can be damaged or what could happen if it were. As a result the Impossible Light is housed in a crate; which does nothing to block its area of affect, and that crate kept in the center of a twenty foot room; negating the point of even housing it in a crate other than to potentially fool any tresspasser going through that room and not sticking around long enough to realize the surreal nature of the light in said room won't realize there is an "unnatural" source of light.

   As stated above this device is among the four "Scifi Anomaly" devices first recorded and brought in by the Paranormal Control Agency near the time of its founding. The member who brought it in is on record as stating this device was kept in a wine celler by his ancestors in France prior to coming to America in the 1800's. He could not determine how long his family had owned it, and their family history claims it was a present to them by an other worldly being that one of their ancestors had been a lover and friend to while visiting Earth. That to this being it wasn't anything special and supposedly the "flying house" as described by this man's ancestors this being came from had many of these orbs in them in a way that to a more modern minded individual is clearly describing "light bulbs". The idea this physics and metaphysics defying item could be nothing more than a light bulb to some unidentified extra-terrestrial or extra-dimensional being that visited one family in France, possibly as far back as the Middle Ages; is no less than "mind blowing".




Anomaly 4: The Hovering Sphere: Discovered in the Bahamas in 1931 during a military training exercise, the silvery sphere measuring roughly one foot across was discovered buried in the sand in only two feet of water. The sphere initially was mistaken for junk produced by some local artist until it dried off. The sphere has a seam along its equator that would divide the top and bottom hemispheres; upon drying the top half began to turn clockwise while the bottom half turned counter clockwise and the entire device hovered a few inches off the ground in one spot; moving when gently pushed.

   Initial on-site investigation found that when splashed with salt water the device turned off and fell to the ground; fresh water however would make it dip up and down and bump into things. The Military studied the object pondering a possible new form of propulsion; however their engineered shelved it seeing as how even rain would destabalize it. A few years later when the Paranormal Control Agency formed the Hovering Sphere was handed over to them and listed as their fourth  "Sci-FiAnomaly", however while Anomalies one through three were curiosities to be sure these Sci-fi Anomaly at least looked mechanical in nature and had potential military and civilian applications. Potential future patent papers were even made up in advance depicting flying cars with spheres instead of wheels, and hover boards among other such fanciful devices.

  Studying the structure they determined there was some mechanism inside the sphere and the water was leaking in through a crack in the seal along the equatorial seam causing it to shut down and destabalize. The small blow torch was used to try and break the seal completly so as to study the device. However upon breaching the seal the entire sphere rapidly turned to stone; something that has caused some to ponder if this truly qualified as a "Sci-fi anomaly" or if it was some sort of magical item disguised as technology. This argument was held up as the entire sphere became a stone sphere with a carved line along the equator; cracking open the sphere found the entire inside was simply solid rock; with no indication of ever being a technological device. Some engineers have speculated that this was a security feature, a form of non-destructive self detonation of the device to prevent "less advanced civiilizations" from obtaining the technology.

  Whole listed as the fourth Sci-fi Anomaly, it was the first to be destroyed; prompting a "do not break" rule for future studies of Sci-fi Anomalies as it cannot be certain what features their original creators instilled in them to prevent tampering. A rule only negotiable should standard technology reach a level resembling or the found technology is similar enough to known technology to safely reverse engineer.




  Anomaly 5: Anarctic Alien Base: Due to the involvement of high ranking naval officers and seasoned politicians at the time much of the events surrounding this anomaly have been redacted or else completly expunged from any available records. The time frame however can be ascertained to be a few years post WWII.

   The incident begins stating either a Naval scout ship spotted or was informed by fishing vessels of possible German U-boat activity despite the war having officially ended. Navy scouts ascertained the presence of a base in Anarctica being run by German and Japanese officers; hold outs who refused to surrender.

   As details are sparse, what can be revealed is that a base or small number of structures of possible extra terrestrial origin were discovered not far from a Japanese military outpost that had been stationed in the ruins of an old whaling station so as to avoid detection. At some point German officers and scientists had been called in for assistance; however as the war ended they were left stranded. Although the scouts reported they were studying and had figured out how to operate some of the alien technology. There were a total of 7 saucer like air craft measuring twenty feet across equipped with explosive energy capsule projectiles; at least one armory of such capsules along with D shaped hand held objects that fired electric bolts off the arc when the handle was squeezed hard enough, 10 beetle like "ground vehicles" more heavily armored than any tank known at the time; and one large structure housing drilling equipment as their forces had used sonar to detect more structures and equipment buried beneath the ice including something very large.

   While the scouts reported the German and Japanese forces didn't seem capable of reverse engineering the technology they were able to operate it; raising the assumption the tech is either from some forgotten technologically advanced age of humanity or from humanoid like aliens. It is unknown if their forces ever found any bodies. United States Naval forces engaged the base with the intent of capturing the alien technology and eliminating the last of the Axis forces. The 7 saucer shape craft damaged war ships and shot down a few planes while displaying far more advanced manuverability, however despite the apparent advanced technology the saucers could be shot down. However the base its self further inland had defenses in the form of sonic and electromagnetic cannons that prevented a direct assault. Fearing this technology and the possibility that the too ground Axis forces could find more under the ice and possibly reverse engineer it the decision was made to nuke the site.

   This has been speculated to be one of the reasons records of this battle arn't even found among top secret official documents. Official records mention Anarctic testing of Nuclear weapons instead. Most of the alien technology was destroyed as were all the enemy combatants. The alien technology was not radiation proof and most of it was utterly destroyed by the heat and explosive force of the nuclear weapons.

   The only technology salvaged was one of the saucer shaped craft that had been shot down over the ice; the others had been rigged with explosives by their all to human pilots to prevent Allied forces from obtaining it should they be shot down; the one not exploded either partially recorded as either the pilot "chickened out" or there was a faulty wire in the explosive rig up.

   The saucer was taken back to the United States for study, as was on "D-gun" found on the pilot (fate unknown). The Saucer had used up all its explosive capsules during the air battle. The only other technology salvaged were the 10 "Beetle Tanks" whose armor survived the nuclear explosions, but mobility structures were melted beyond recognition along with the people inside. Hypothesized that some of the armor was likely missing from these veheciles given what parts suvived and what parts didn't. Due to radioactive fall out no prolonged stay was attempted to find anything further beneath the ice and the area marked as off limits.

  A further oddity the Saucer and gun when brought back while advanced, the mechanisms were at least partially identifiable. When compared to the other "Sci-fi Anomalies" this tech seemed far simpler; like something humans could potentially have built on their own in a matter of decades to maybe over a century later even without studying it. Among scientists of the Paranormal Control Agency and within the US Air Force who took custody of the craft this has sparked debate as to if this was alien technology or if the German and Japanese forces hadn't found broken alien technology and strung it together to try and make it work; possibly explaining the relative ease of being shot down and why parts of the ground vehicles were destroyed in a nuclear explosion while others were unscathed. Some have debated however that the technology could be from an older base or outpost from the unknown aliens so this tech is just older than that found elsewhere; or else that more than one alien race has visited Earth and this one was simply less advanced than those that left behind devices like The Hovering Sphere, Impossible Light, and Ghost Phone (all mentioned in PCA record for comparitive study with working parts of saucer and surviving parts of beetle tanks). The real prize as officially documented by the Paranormal Control Agency would have been the reported explosive energy capsules. However all were either spent or detonated during the battle and subsequent nuclear blasts.



Anomaly 6: Thought Box
*Aka: The Chatter Box


  A silver cube with black raised edges forming stripes in alternating perpendicular lines from
one side to another. The cube is very small, measuring roughyl 4 inches by 4 inches.
   The Thought Box has displayed two automatic abilities that activate when a person or persons are within a 5 foot 3 inches radius of the device. In the first if a person speaks within this radius, the box despite no obvious signs of a microphone or speakers will radiate that person's voice back out exactly 1 second after each syllabel spoken. This has been reported to be very annoying, and actually makes it difficult to talk; although the later is due to psychology not the box its self. The second ability is that when a person or persons within the radisu actively think words, (as in speak inside their head without saying the words aloud), the box will when the person stops for a few seconds then radiate out as audible sound what that person or persons were thinking. Due to the difference between the two functions the Paranormal Control Agency has determined this later is the intended function and hypothesized the relationship between thought and speaking aloud may confuse the device when words are actively spoken as a "too strong of a thought signal" so malfunctions as a result.

  This device enters the Paranormal Control Agency's records as of 1951, the previous owner of the device was a captured Russian spy, who had attempted to use the device to spy on a conversation from a room above in a hotel  The device was determined to not be of Russian build, but rather discovered by an unnamed herdsman in Siberia sitting in a sink hole; and miracously not fleeing from hearing their own voice and thoughts projected back them and found the source, turning it over to their government; whome apparently decided to try and use it for spy work. However it has no volumn control and agents in the hotel room discovered it quickly enough.

   The Thought Box however was determined to be another "Sci-fi Anomaly" whose structure could not be easily analyzed, and thus was locked away. It was discovered that somehow lead shielding prevented it from scanning the area around it and kept it quiet. It wouldn't be till 2002 that cooperation with Russian paranormal researchers on a much larger project brought to light more details on this device. The Russians it seems had also decided not to attempt to break it open, and used a "disposable agent" to test its field usefulness; fearing the difficulty in control. Which was also part of a project to reduce American CIA confidence by giving them the idea Russia had far more advanced technology than them; unaware of the existence of the Paranormal Control Agency.

   Research into the area the box was found has yeilded no results, there didn't seem to be any reason for it to be there. One of the more disturbing hypothesis raised by one researcher after visiting a local Wal-Mart Super Store with his children was that the device was nothing more than an alien play back toy; no different than a toy parrot or a Furby in that regards; and the odd location found being the equivalent of finding a toy a child lost while the family was taking a picnic or site seeing.


Anomaly 7: The Hydrophobic sheet:

   A 5 foot by 3 foot silvery sheet of material that completly repels all liquids, absorbs nothing and can't be stained. All liquids bubble up and roll off it leaving it completly dry. This sheet was entered into the databased of the Paranormal Control Agency in late 1951. Treated as more of a foot note as scientists were working on a way to produce similar results; and nothing really useful to military applications. As well the sheet was never cut for any smaller samples as it was determined any analysis could be done folding it up (it is very flexible) and simply placing a corner under a microphone. Chemical analysis on the corners determined even corrosive compounds were repelled so a chemical analysis was impossible at the time. The sheet was folded up and placed in a storage box where it was mostly forgotten about till 2016 when an inventory was taken of the warehouse it was stored in for the purpose of adding electronic scanning bars to the crates and possible rexamination of forgotten relics stored in the same warehouse as part of the inventory given improved techniques since the dates listed on many of the crates. This sheet however proved to be just as durable, although a photo-chemical analysis determined the sheet wasn't coated in anything but seemed to made entirely of what ever the hydrophobic compound was, it use by whomever its original owner was remaining a mystery as the paperwork left in the crate was mostly the date entered and a list of tests with only one mention of being found somewhere in the Hudson Bay area in the woods by a hunter who turned it over to agents during a Canada/US Paranormal artifacts co-team analysis that determined this item not paranormal so was set aside by the US team till recorded in 1951. The wording implied it may have been in custody longer than previous "Sci-fi anomalies" but only listed when rediscovered during an earlier re-examination in 1951 of possible paranormal or high tech artifacts for proper analysis.

   After this latest rexamination it was folded back up and put back in its box. The data only said "Vicinity of the Hudson bay", which is by no means a small or even remotely specific location.


Anomaly 8: Frankenstein's Monster
(AKA: Re-animation endo-skeleton)

     A dark grey human skeleton resembling structure standing seven feet tall with green accent lights circling around the limbs, dots and lines of green lights along the ribcage, spin, and hips, with the dome backed eye sockets having a green light in each as well. In all somewhat resembling what in later decades could describe as very Halloween decoration like with a cyberpunk vibe. Official logs refer to this artifact as one of the Reanimation Trio devices as it was found alongside two other devices with similar functions.

    Officially logged in late 1951 in the Paranormal Control Agency; this artifact was initially found post WWII in a German castle that had been occupied by Nazi scientists working in the occult trying to create an army of reanimated corpses. This item was locked up with two others deep underground, five stories down in a flooded vault. There is strong evidence that there was human flesh around this and the other two artifacts in the same room, all burned up prior to the floor being flooded.

    Despite the lights on it, the artifact initially seemed to not be on; however a horror show commenced among those who had removed it and the other two devices from the flooded vault. The report states during the operation a single guard had been left alone with this device which been secured in a fence and padlocked enclosure in a tent. The guard was heard screaming and running from the tent with exteme lacerations along his arms, he bled to death before medical treatment could arrive. The Endo-skeleton was found trying to get out of the padlocked enclosure, with its right arm having strips of human flesh seemingly glued to it. The soldiers fired on it, however the bullets were in effective, it broke free and grabbed another of the soldiers, numerous hooked free moving wires emerged from the surface of its limbs and torso cutting up and ripping off strips of flesh from the still living man; who was shot in the head as a mercy by the superior officer on site as the endo-skeleton without any hint of mercy or concern was just stripping the man of his flesh in a methodical manner and connecting that flesh to various parts of its own body. When grenades failed to take it down they resulted to burning down the tent; the fire seemed to deactivate the endo-skeleton for some reason. As an added procaution, replicating the condition it was found in they put it in a tank of water as well. At which point it remained deactivated.

  When brought to the US, under controlled conditions; that being a locked bomb shelter with cameras to observe it and dropping test subjects down from a vault above it; it was observed. It didn't react to plant matter or clothing; except for leather. Any meat, skins, animal tissue, thrown down caused the endo-skeleton to attempt to grapht them to its own body; resulting in a horrific pathwork of rotting meat. The research found at the castle while not detailed suggested this thing was found by German soldiers at a different castle, locked behind a heavy metal door in a dungeon with rotted meat on it and around it. The Germans however believed it to be supernatural in nature; although they did label it based on some aesthetic similarities The Frankenstein's Monster. No actual evidence has been found connecting the two, and the creature in the book was far different than this mindless automaton.

  The endo-skeleton only stopped attacking once its body was completly covered; at which point it then showed interest in clothing and began to speak words in an old Austrian dialect. It was discovered to speak over 40 languages and dialects. However the words were more like a recording, it showed zero intellect, and as soon as any flesh on it rotted too far or was damaged its first priority was to replace it by any means. It has been speculated it was designed as some sort of "alien spy camera", but a very poorly designed one as its method of fitting in caused it to stand out. Likely whomever locked it away before had done so fearing it some sort of monster, just as the Germans had also locked it away.

  The Paranormal Control Agency decided to follow suit, permanently sealing up the chamber it was kept in for study after flooding it; and leaving warnings on the sealed entrance not only labeling what was inside but of the extreme danger it poses to humans and animals. Any potential for study for military application it had was deamed ethically unsound and besides the other two artifacts found beside it in the Nazi research base would prove more useful in that regards.



  Anomaly 9: The Undead Sphere
    (AKA: Re-Animation Control Node
    (AKA: Zombie Ball

     A silver sphere measuring 6 inches across with a large red glowing lens in the front and four small sliding door hatches along the bottom; from these four hatches extend segmented prehensile coils with tapered tips; these coils have been found to extend an impossible given the dimensions twenty feet out each. This item can hover using an unknown method of propulsion in defiance of known conventional physics, and has been clocked moving at speeds in excess of 60mph. It hovers around with the red lens in the direction of transit implying it may be a sensor of some kind. It will locate the nearest dead or sleeping body with a skull at least twice the size internally as the sphere. It will then spin its coils like drills creating a large hole in the skull into which the entire sphere inserts its self. The coils then extend and drill through the body, wrapping around the front and rear limbs of its target. It then makes the body mobile, using the coils to manipulate the joints in a stiff manner. Hands will hang limp as the coils only insert as far as the tips into hands and feets to maintain support. The red lens then gives off an intense red light, visible through the skull opening as well as any other openings such as rotting out eyes and mouth. The body then flails about in a mad rage like behavior, the sphere its self seemingly emitting screams, growls, and howls even as the jaw and throat of the victim hangs limp. The body essentially becomes a meat puppet immitating zombie behavior.

   The Undead Sphere was officially listed with the Paranormal Control Agency in late 1951; this artifact was initially found post WWII in a German castle that had been occupied by Nazi scientists working in the occult trying to create an army of reanimated corpses. This item was locked up with two others deep underground, five stories down in a flooded vault. The item was found in close proximity to blackend human remains indicating the previous host had been incinerated; likely in an effort given the room to exterminate all three items and their undead bodies at the same time. The sphere was packed up a bag when found by divers; which by coincidence may have prevented it from attacking anyone. The sphere has shown the ability to locate a desired host target through as much as six feet of solid matter, with the exception that it can't seem to "see" through plastic that is at least 5cm thick. Due to an incident involving one of the other items found at the same time as it, it was taken to the US before its nature was discovered. Unfortunatly this discovery was due to a scientist mistakenly believing it was a hovering night light; previously the Paranormal Control Agency had discovered and accidentally caused the self destruction of a hovering sphere device located in the Bahamas. Initially they thought this had been another such device only with a light on it, and perhaps used by the Nazi scientists to cheaply light up the room they were using to experiment with the other two much more obviously dangerous artifacts found at the same time. Unfortunatly this scientist went to sleep with this orb hovering around the room. Guards were alerted by the man screaming, only to find the sphere drilling into the back of his head; security footage would indicate the sphere only showed an interest in him after he fell asleep at his desk. For unknown reasons it will never attack an awake and alert potential host.

   While putting down the now attacking anyone in the area by slamming into them seemingly zombified scientist they discovered its coils wrapped into the limbs, it wasn't until at least one whole limb; a leg, was completly destroyed that the sphere withdrew from the body and began floating around again showing zero aggression or even clear intent to continue its assault.

   Studies on the sphere, kept in an isolated and secured room showed it will only target dead bodies with four intact limbs, a sleeping four limbed animal; as well as only those whose skull is twice the size of the sphere. Tests were conducted using various rodents, live stock, monkeys, and a number of smaller mammals, reptiles, and even fish. These top secret and rather cruel experiments gave the results. However an exception to the rule was found, zombies. An actual undead was brought into the room and the sphere went after them immediatly and took control, this time however rather than attacking any living thing it began to make the zombie slam its self over and over again into the wall, even twisting the limbs in odd fashions to maximize damage. It is hypothesized that the sphere's original unknown creator designed it to target undead, hijack them, and cause them to destroy one another. Clearly however if this was the intent, it has either malfunctioned or had major programming glitches given it will target sleeping large four limbed entities. A test with multiple zombies was conducted showing it will indeed have the one it takes control of go after the others and then attempt to destroy its self. However the destruction was less than complete, only breaking limbs and spines to the point of creating crawling zombies. Although if intact enough it would then target the next zombie and drill into its head. While the head destruction would be enough to destroy most supernatural zombies, it doesn't do it to a zombie missing a leg or any left crawling. It is possible it was designed to target natural zombies not supernatural ones, to destroy an infection. However that is only conjecture, and even in such a case it would still be woefully inefficient for such a task. In the end it was determined to be a horrific tool that does horrific things and any attempt to deploy it as a weapon, including against undead would yield too high a risk to the personell as well as any civilians, and do too poor a job dealing with undead.  It has been kept in a locked safe lined with thick plastic on the inside and listed as hazardous since the mid 1960's when the final experiments with undead were conducted with it.

  Anomaly 10: The Silver Pyramid of the Necropolis

     A metallic silver colored pyramid standing at about 7 inches tall. The object when in proximity to deceased flesh takes on a liquid metal apperance and attempts to bond with the deceased flesh forming a "living" armor with shapeshifting capabailities, even going so far as to give a rudamentary resemblance to the apperance of the animal in question should it attempt to bond with scattered remains and even cooked meat. The form has the apperance of the organism but silver with red featureless eyes.

  The artifact was discovered post WWII in a castle being used by Nazi researchers in the occult. The artifact was found in a sealed vault that was flooded with evidence a fire was started in the room prior to being flooded. It was found sitting on a desk in the room while two other more noticable artifacts were on the floor surrounded by the burned remains of human bodies. It was brought up by divers along with anything else of note. An incident involving (Sci-fi anomaly 8) resulted in anything found in the room to be brough back to the US for closer examination. The nature of the pyramid was discovered quickly during transit however as while on the ship a crew member was found screaming and fending off in the hold a tiny foot long silver bull with red eyes and an unhinging jaw full of sharp teeth; and a long tendril coming out of its back extending up the the pyramid. A few hisses and snarls from the bull later after a large group had gathered and the material of the artifact withdrew back to the pyramid, which had torn free of its container. The bull in question was actually a small piece of steak, the crew member's dinner he was eating while keeping watch over the shipment. The piece of meat was also bagged up and brought back to America.

   In late 1951, the artifact was officially listed with the Paranormal Control Agency, initially though to be supernatural in origin, the use of magic and contained supernatural forced determined this object was not magical in nature but some sort of machine designed to locate and bond with deceased flesh. Testing determined it took on the apperance of the creature in question, growing beyond the understood limitations of conservation mass in some cases, all the while using up the body, possibly as a fuel source. Once the body was completly consumed, the material withdrew and returned to a pyramid state. The resulting demon like transformations were aggressive, and showed signs of intelligence; but not the knowledge of the host; a recently executed prisoner was used as a test subject. It was clear this was some sort of robot soldier that used meat as a fuel source but was also designed to take on the apperance of that meat; a hypothesis formed on this being it may be an alien machine designed to take on a psychologically terrifying version of the local life forms while also consuming their dead both as a fuel source and to demoralize their enemies.

  Research papers found at the German castle indicated this artifact had been found in Egypt. Further details however could not be found. Unfortunatly despite testing, the subject proved to be too strong; there was one near escape incident when a zombie was used as a test subject. The resulting soldier was strong enough to break through its steel containment after a dozen or so strikes against the door, bending and breaking it off the hinges. It escaped into the desert around the test site. However it was easy enough to follow, especially as it had no clear goal and after a few miles just stopped moving and stood in one spot like a statue. A few days of observation and the material morphed back into its pyramid shape, leaving behind a few bone fragments of the zombie. It is unknown why it tried to escape, where it was headed, or why it just stopped. As no means of control could be found and its better shown to be erratic and unpredicable the pyramid was locked away in a crate and stored in a desert vault; minimizing the chances of contact with any dead animals; especially of sufficient size to pose a risk or reach inhabited areas.


    Anomaly 11:
      The Paranormal Locator:

    A surprising find confiscated from a self proclaimed wizard in 1953 in California. While mystical items used to locate other supernatural entities are surprisingly common place among the paranormal allies of the Paranormal Control agency a clearly technological in origin device designed to amplify the capacity of such scrying stones into a radar like read out was unheard of. The self proclaimed wizard claimed the device was passed down in his family since the 1800's and was in fact a gift from what has been interprited depending on the researcher asked to either be a fae creature or an extra-terrestrial. As the device uses more recognizable technology, it was slowly able to be analyzed. While it took till 1999 to build a replica device relying on discoveries in the technological industries and then being applied by the Paranormal Control Agency which left a note on this device to re-examine in the event of advances in electronics and radar systems.

   As of 2018 the Paranormal Control Agency has made replica devices standard issue per group; they are short range however and scrying is still used for long range detection. Operating in a manner equatable to a geiger counter more so than a proper radar. The original device however does contain components that can't be duplicated and why a giger counter like version has been produced the original's radar screen and locating specific signals with a code for how strong the entity detected is; has yet to be duplicated.


   Anomaly 12:
     The Re-explosion device:
    Discovered in 1954 at an undisclosed location due to sensative data opted not to be put into official record should other such devices be present at or near the location; or devices of similar potential destructive capabilities. The device was discovered by accident during a nuclear weapon's test; after the initial explosion, nearby a second equal explosion occured. Military on the ground were quickly told it had been a secret double detonations in close proximity test; the truth however was a complete mystery until military scientists could locate the epicenter of the second explosion. They found at that spot a mechanical sphere with rotating segmented parts and blinking lights within the segments' divides. A quick test determined the device was absorbing and sending back out all thermal, kinetic, and radiation it encountered in equal force. A quick test using a flare determined it would copy and send a flare out its self from what was determined be a sort of force field around the device that copied these forces.

   The device was determined too dangerous to test, and impossible to move as the field around it sent back all kinetic force; the only things it didn't copy and send back seemed to just be light and gravity. However given what it was capable of with the nuclear blast any attempts to find a weakness were shelved immediatly and indefinetly and the area listed as a no commercial traffic of sea or air. In over the fifty years since the area has retained US military patrols however none of these patrols really know what they are there for; only to keep an eye out for unusual traffic, report, and deter; even if the area otherwise seems to have no stratigic significance.



  Anomaly 13:
    The report box and "Slayer-X"

    When the Paranormal Control Agency expanded to include a number of previously independent "Monster Hunter" clandestine organizations during the mid 1950's through out the South Western United states; it did so to not only bolster numbers but to include their knowledge, experience, and equipment.

  In Texas in 1956 an unusual addition was included, a group of monster hunters had in their possession a reciever. A rectangular with rounded corners grey box about a foot and a half tall with one speaker and a slot on the side where a transmittor may have at one time been attatched. The reciever was found to have at its core an oval hexagon ligth blue crystal with a strange twin horns emblem on it. The reciever was compared to an earlier anomaly included in the Paranormal Control Agency's records, the Ghost Phone. In this case however it wasn't playing back voices or images; instead it was found someone was calling into the reciever to report mission statuses, updates, and discoveries. The monster hunter group had no means to contact this unknown individual, however a great deal of their own "monster territory and migration" mapping, as well as improved tactics and methods were heavily based on what this unknown individual was reporting in.

   The monster hunter group at the time refered to this unknown individual as "The Huntress", as the voice was clearly feminine. The Paranormal Control Agency however, by this time was working alongside certain "allies" among vampiric and lycanthropic groups; as well as those of other undead, and magical persuasians; as they were not in the order to exterminate but to control and organize these relations between human and inhuman entities. Using the intel being reported in the Paranormal Control Agency was able to locate the individual; however what they found was not a human nor anything supernatural; as their own magical allies could attest this individual was not giving off any "mystical aura". They found a woman resembling a blond caucasian about five foot six inches tall with blue eyes (that light up in what later reports would describe as resembling LEDs but when initially found were only described as something clearly artificial but unlike known light bulbs). She wore contemporary clothing, and could easily be mistaken for just a random woman. She used currency, had legal identification, and used some sort of mind control to obtain local jobs quickly. It is likely this "psionic manipulation" is how she has by passed government agencies to obtain her identifications; although the possibility of another reciever that also gives her orders has never been ruled out. The woman displayed super human strength, speed, seemingly invulnerability, energy projection from her hands, and flight. This earned her the code-name "Super Woman" among the Paranormal Control Agency in 1957.

   Attempts at contact were fruitless as she stuck to her cover story; continued observation however discovered additional abilities, summong strange alien like armor and weapons, her own fingers and limbs opening up to reveal mechanical forms and hidden weapons and tendrils, eye lasers, magnetism, and electricity manipulation. It was deduced she was some sort of android, significantly more complex and able to fit in among humans than previous potentially meant to intermingle with humans sci-fi anomalies discovered. Allies among the supernatural community with long written histories had legends of "Metal Warriors" from a forgotten age, likely of extra terrestrial origin and used in wars long since forgotten about. A possible remnant of such a group.

  She moved around quickly and efficiently, nearly impossible to keep up with save on a few occassions. It was eventually (1966) determined it wasn't worth the time and expendatures to keep trying to follow her in person. Eventually the reciever became the subject of a local betting pool on what sort of monster she would target next and how successful she'd be. As pop culture changed she ended up being called by the changing staff by different knick names, The Blond Bombshell,  Vamp Hunter, Mecha-Buffy, and eventually the name that has stuck around the longest "Slayer-X".

  In 2020 the Paranormal Control Agency would merge with "The Society" for mutual protection against increasingly hostile and powerful forces. The subject of (Slayer-X) has become a touchy one as the two different organizations had different supernatural allies. The Paranormal Control Agency would warn its own allies should they ascertain Slayer-X was in their territory; however due to only being a recent merger, and the efficientcy of the strikes, the allies of "The Society" were being hunted by what to them was an unknown aggressor. The Society has argued on hunting down and rather than trying to contact, trying to destroy Slayer-X. However the members of the Paranormal Control Agency have argued against this and allowing this android to be left alone to do their job for them for free. It has become a touchy political issue internally, especially as evidence suggest the Society has never had to deal with any creatures or otherwise entities as powerful as those the Paranormal Control Agency has on record with forced changes in policy to match Society policies ending disasterously one after another.

  Anomaly 14:




***other story here***

    In a nest she sleeps, carved into the side of a craggy stone obelisk; one of many that rise obscenly from the churning dark waters below among the faux ruins of citires from across the many ages of humanity past, present, and futures not seen yet. A twisted space of many times and many places, filled with crashing waves, the howls of winds, and the rumblings of thunder.



*****



   ***different story here***



     The area looks different, more houses, more roads, less forests, but she recognizes the streets that were there before as she flies hidden high above the ground, the cloak of invisibility hiding her from the eyes of humanity. The old farm house is there, a car pulls up and out steps people she doesn't recognize. She is tempted to fly down and ask them what happened to the older couple that lived there; but she has no way of knowing if they'd even know them; or if this is even the same Earth.

   "For all I know," whispers Overlord Victoria, "when the seven sisters rewrote time a different version of me...rather a mortal named Vicky emerged in this time line. One who maybe wasn't killed sixteen years ago. A laugh, sixteen years, even if this was a carbon copy, the lack of the Dark Council, no Obelisks in orbit, no kaiju, no signs of the Insectoids; anything beyond simple low level monsters and many of the same mortals and their groups says otherwise." *sigh*, "I really should just treat this as a different world, one set in time thousands of years ago. Funny thing, to remember having a mother and father, a brother, cousins; to think copies of them might exist in this timeline and yet; to me that was so many thousands of years ago. Emily is now Mirai reborn as a summoner on a world like something out an anime; and I'm here, playing at becoming this world's new devil. I wander if that idiot Lahk Fhar even remembers Empress Valtek...heh, maybe I should drop this form and show these wannabe Overlords a different sort of battle."

  *******

  -Meanwhile in New York city-

      It is an eerie sight, the streets are abandoned, every bridge to Manhatten is barricaded. Those people unlucky enough to be trapped on the island try desperatly to find a way off, as all hell as broken loose it seems. Hideous winged imps climb in and out of buildings stealing various shiny objects, zombies have appeared in the streets for some reason, and various unnatural things crawl in and out of the shadows as a blood red veil has appeared over the city blocking out the sun and descending as a great ovoid dome around the entire island; the police and military barricades just outside the veil. Things resembling dark dwellers but with pointed ears, blood red eyes, and arms that can instantly morph into wings crawl about the city in search of humans and other animals to drain the life blood from.

   Inside a department store a guy and a girl, maybe in their early twenties are looting the place, outside they see armored trucks going by, soldiers in hazmat gear have been patrolling the city, trying to shoot and cart off any supernatural creature they see, but the wave of them appearing from below the streets seems unending. The couple freeze as something moves in the store, a giantess, standing eight feet tall and wearing a long white Victorian dress with black accents, her hair is long and black, moving about behind her like a mixture of black tendrils and dark mist, her head and neck obscured in shadow and her face covered by a white masquerade mask with blue spirals about the eyes and red painted lips. Her large bosom and long thin arms covered in a white cloth, including her long pointed fingers. She turns their way revealing blue orbs of light inside the eyes of the mask instead of any sign of a human face.

   The hear *shhh* behind them followed by a girl's voice saying, "Look away, hide your faces."

   They do so without thinking, hearing a sound like boots on the tile and the front of the store exploding as the being just walks through it. The two of them look around but don't see any sign of who spoke to them, there is just a display covered in old dolls. They decide to book it out of there with what they've grabbed to meet up with their gang heading for the subway to try and get out of manhatten.

  ******

  A group of soldiers in hazmat suits, equiped with strange leaf blower looking packs and large nozzels are slowly making their way through the darkened ruins of an apartment complex,

   "Target sighted," one of them reports signaling the others, "looks like the slime queen put some clothes on, target is now wearing a black dress, all other descriptors fit, wait, hands and forearms also wearing black elbow gloves. Milk white complextion, jet black hair, and black eyes all check. Location, three clicks north of my signal, park between buildings."

   A large team of men find their way surrounding the small grass area with bike parking and a few trees. The figure is standing there holding and examining a blue plus bunny on the table.

  The men charge out and blast with large plumes of green fire from the nozzles, the plush bunny is incinerated in the woman's hand. She clinches her fist and spins so rapidly it kicks up a small tornado blasting the green flames all around. She turns to face them, her hands drop lifelessly to her sides, ashes that were once a toy falling, a weird smile creeps across her jet black lips as a pair of black curly ram horns form from her hair and a massive pair of shadow demon wings erupt from her back.

   "Sooo soft," she whispers in a strange melodious voice, "I sense it, I sensed it, oh small and cuddly thing, I senses it, I sensed it, the touch of innocent love, I sensed it, I sensed it, love lost in your hateful flames."

  She sways back and forth, and sings, "I am Ni Ni Nana Nina, the Darling Devil Doll, watch me dance, hear me sing,  for that will be your alllllll."

   She throws her arms up, tiny black dots fly into the air from her palms, "oh hate filled, oh ugly, so sinful things called man, oh horrid, oh ugly, are your wretched soulllllssss!"

   "Code Black!" comes a shout over the radio from a back up team, "from above!"

   Only some of the men in the vision obscuring hazmat suits manage to flee as black cartoon anvils come falling down crushing them into bloody pancakes.

   "Not the target! Repeat not the target, unknown entity, repeat unknown entity!"

  Nina flies into the air, holding her little black shoe covered white stocking legs together and daintitly stands on a tiny white puffy cloud.

   She sings, "From Heavens Above, to the Hells Below, I am the Doll, the cherished loved.

   I am the Darling Devil Doll, created by the goddess of chaos, ooooh, what lovely eyes, what previous kisses, bestowed upon me by divine inspiration!"

   She flaps her wings and they become black feathered wings with white tips, "I am an Angel, I am a Devil, I sing my song, for her arrival. I'll be the demon, that you all fear, for this reason. Now. Dissappear."

  She flaps her wings and thousands of black and white spiral striped spears cover the ground, men in hazmat suit, even peircing right through armored trucks, nothing save the ground; which they seem designed to stop at intentionally given all else they penetrate without slowing down.

    A man who managed to escaped call it in, "New high level threat, entity, demon, calls its self Nina. It just...slaughtered everyone while singing and dancing, the fuck is this?"

  ******

  An earthquake shakes the bridges going into the city.

  "What the fuck...look at the water?!"

   The sea all around the island of Manhatten is turning black as ink as countless hair like tendrils writhe beneath the surface, creeping up the edge of the red barrier like millions of horrid wet slugs. The blood red barrier turns light green with waves of dark green around the tendrils, discoloring and taking over the barrier, moving about like spilled oil over the surface as the wafts of green flow and merge with one another. A hight pitched woman's laughter fills the air and penetrates the minds of all around. Within the city every person and unnatural creature from the small imps to the shadow quills gathered around one penthouse stop and listen.

  A Japanese woman's voice is heard by all as a single figure appears above the dome, center. Helicopters watch from a safe distance with media onboard. It is a short woman in a white kimono with long black hair wearing a white mask with only a ridge for a nose, a slit for a mouth and two black alien looking eyes with green dots of light inside; despite a human head being visible beyond the edges of the mask. Her arms however are elongated and her fingers long and talon like. The tendrils quickly envelope the red dome which now pulses with green light beneath the tendrils, the entire city for all anyone can tell now under her control.

   Within the city the vampire like Overlord Letheria sneers at the green light overtaking the city and below as dark water rises from the sewers and drains, every creature from below stampeding to the surface up the buildings. Panic from the few human survivors.

   The voice says to all, "People of this Earth, I am the Queen of Souls, Overlord of the Primordial Hell of Dark Waters, the Hell of Drowning and sorrow. It has been centuries for me, but only a few years for you; but I remember it clearly. You humans who call yourselves the protectors of humanity from the supernatural; Paranormal Control Agency, Department of Paranormal Protection. My human avatar was wronged by you, and wronged by the creatures of this world. She was fed to a vampire, her wronged soul and immortal body ravaged those who had sinned against my avatar. But she was captured by you, tortured and studied to learn the secrets of her immortality and psychic powers. Yes, I have returned, I am Akiko Yamamura, and you will know sorrow and dispair, your souls will belong to me once I have bested the other Overlords. See now as I crush this entire city and every Overlord within!"

   "Jesus Christ," utters a member of *The Society* watching on the television.

  However just as earthquaked rock the city the wall of white furry tentacles returns, its beak like mouths snapping at the hair tendrils of the dome, biting off chunks at a time and spitting them away. Spots can be seen on the dome of red burning patches as within Albia is blasting at the tendrils with red beams from her eyes, Letheria firing red electric energy balls from her hands. Dr. Vivicious is summoning beakers of red liquid that explode like napalm  as she throws with her inhuman strength for miles at the dome. Nina and the Doll Collector just look on without concern, Jessie Jester lands beside them. One one of the bridges the military backs away as giant wall of ice appears and shatters through the barrier, from which steps the skeletal giant known as The Winter King.

  There is a sudden flash of blue light blinding everyone. When it parts the military, police, Paranormal Control Agency are all amazed to find the dome is gone, the hair tendrils gone, the giant monster, the demons, all gone. The city however is in bad shape, billions of dollars worth of damage, flooded sewers, basements, collapased buildings, shattered windows, and so on.

  Sil'loe'thra finds herself suddenly in the Meditereneon off the coast of Crete. Doll Collector is now somewhere in the Rocky Mountains by an old shack. Jessie Jester is in an old run down and abandoned amusement park. Nina has appeared in an old radio station somewhere in New Mexico. Albia is now in some drain pipe to some small town in Maine. Acricia is now in a different drainage system somewhere in China. The Winter King is in a forest in northern Canada looking around huffing out clouds of frost in confusion. Dr. Vivicious is in the house that once belonged to her previous life, Tony, which luckily for anyone is empty. Letheria has appeared in the attic where she had overtaken the summoning being done by children before; she can hear them downstairs; she had been quick to abandon bothering with them in light of sensing the approach of an Overlord Tournament. Akiko appears on the roof of a house in the flooded area of Springwood, just standing there. Lahk Fhar and Victoria have not been moved. Lahk Fhar was watching the events from a television beside a vampire mob boss and a member of the Society; while Victoria had been flying around and observed the commotion gathered around some tvs and watched while invisible.

   Back in Manhatten however things have not completly calmed down as the sky spirals with dark clouds, massive black thorn covered tentacles slithering in and out of the clouds As red silent flashes of light illuminate them. From the cloud slowly descends a two hundred foot tall figure, a woman made of black armor, face like a mask with blue spheres in her eyes, hands like claws, and long hair down past her ankles made of blue, green, and red flames; although mostly blood red. She speaks through unmoving lips, as red spheres appear in front of each of the 12 overlords also projecting her voice, surprising a group of people as this forces Victoria into visibility.

   "Twelve Overlords have gathered upon this Earth," she says in a commanding voice, "So now can begin the Overlord Tournament. This contest will decide which of them shall gain sole dominion over the souls of this world's sinners; to be sent to their own netherworlds or another of their creation or rule. This will be a tournament of strength, they will battle one another, any damage that would be destructive will result in the losing party being sent back to their own world and forbidden from returning here while the tournament continues. Leaving this world either by going beyond its sky or to another dimension will result in a forefeit. I have seperated those who were battling prematurely to keep the contest fair. In this contest the use of minions will be allowed, however I the Dark Empress of the Void will determine if the number of minions is excessive or not; you are to battle one another not wage a war. Now begin!"

   With that last thunderous announcement she ascends back into the cloud which vanishes behind her.






***different story***



  No one knows where it began, or how it started. Countries have accused each other of biological war fare, creating a virus, modifying a fungi, toxic algae, something exposed from the arctic and permafrost melting, and so on; the experts never figured out what it was that started it all, and barely any idea how it spread; there was panic as no one even knows how it spread initially so undetected as to appear almost simultaniously in over forty countries. Too quick to have originated in one and spread to the others, hence the accusations of biological warfare. The CDC and other health organizations tried to downplay it to avoid panic, if anything that only made people ignorant and complacent; so you had panic on one side with people buying up canned foods, fire arms, building supplies, and health needs. On the other were people so out of touch with reality they called it a hoax, spread false information through social media, and other counter productive things as if public opinion could change reality.

   We all knew what is was, zombies. Even if the experts and politicians kept calling it different things as they made "discoveries", but it kept changing. One moment they said an algae exposed from permafrost melting and fracking was infecting people; the next it was a weird fungus brought to the surface through oil drilling in the middle east; or some other fungus from Asia, or some other thing like a virus. It made us simply not trust what they had to say more; I mean in hindesight it makes sense, started in so many different places, different...long term affects; of course there was more than one cause but...all around the same time? It makes no sense, like several booby traps set to go off at the same time should humanity fuck up the planet enough.

   The military claimed they had a plan for a "zombie outbreak"; their plan was to treat anyone infected as an enemy combatant and lock them away in concentration camps, or treat any groups of infected like rioting anarchists. The immediate backlash was almost humerous given how often I'd seen so many of these same people turn their backs on the suffering of others mistreated by our government; but now that it could be anyone, including them, should they even show signs of any sickness. People were afraid to go to the doctors more than ever, afraid that cold, fever, stomach ache, joint pains, headache, and a ton of other common symptoms of everything were also early symptoms of being infected. Like I said, we didn't know how they spread at first; sure those infected could infect you through liquid exchange, biting, blood, sex, but no patient zeroes were ever found. Again, too many cases at the initial outbreak to think it all started in just one place. The military enforced quarantines did exactly what every zombie apocalypse movie ever showed they'd do; make it spread faster. You got a little sick, they stuck you in wards, tent cities, locked down underground garage make shift prisons, with others you knew were infected. They'd tell you it would only be a few hours, but you'd be there for days, weeks, even months. Went in with a bad migraine, left a zombie because they stuck you in a cell beside someone whose flesh was peeling off and biting at spitting at everyone.

   At first it was all the same, with the exception of a big infected bite wound, you'd show general "I'm sick" symptons, headaches, stomach aches, cramping, joint pains, transitioning to a short temper and feeling hungry no matter what you ate, skin would sometimes show signs of rashes, decay, or else turning grey and cracking or white and puss like. Those cases told us there was more than one thing going on, but the average person didn't get that far before they just died. Only to shortly after resume living, but now they were mindless, ravenous, attacking every living thing around them. The doctors argued they were still alive, that it was like a living coma where the reptile part of the brain was in full control now; they insisted a cure could be found; groups protested they were still people; that this wasn't a movie; execution squads secretly took out so many that didn't have connected loved ones; claiming they died on their own like any normal (plague). This spread more false information, that it was fatal after the initial "rage zombie" stage. They put out false data sheets claiming they weren't digesting food, refusing food, backed up till they died, dehydration, deteriated lungs, and all sorts of stuff that was being refuted left and right by other countries; but just about every government dealing with it was trying to stop the panic..more so than stopping the diseases from spreading it seems.

    All of this resulted in more and more people hiding their symptoms. In the movies they always jump to the point where like 90% of the population is infected and running from house to house biting and eating each other. But no, it happened so gradually, laws being passed, boarders closed; and then state boarders closed a few years later, then passports to travel between cities, then you started to see cities being fenced in, communities walled in. The rich escaped into vaults, but with no one to care for them or maintaine those temporary vaults; you started to hear about "vault breaches". That was what the state controlled news focused on, even as entire neighborhoods turned into violent faschist police gangs, militia warlords taking over small towns like cults. The population wasn't some army of the undead explosion, it wittled down over the years, causing more and more panic, more forced control, more desperation. You felt like you had to join one of these cultist towns, the now self governing pockets of police and military bases. An entire generation was born and grew up with this being the world. Alot of places even practiced population control, didn't work, didn't eat, weren't able to work, left to die outside the gates; even if zombies were right there waiting.

    I lived to see an advanced civilization with talks of landing on Mars in the next few years degrade to Feudal societies, struggling to survive with the continuing loss of land available to cultivate. Canned foods only last a few years, ammunition had to be manufactured. There were people who knew how to make some, but access to gunpowder, the right materials, metals, it all dwindled. They thought they'd outlast the zombies, the government planes and helicopters at first were air dropping supplies; but then you saw talks on the news of stopping drops in certain areas, with excuses of it only helping the gangs and militia that had siezed control over the area. We saw sanctions on cities, states. Announcements on concerving ammo. Especially as the neo-zombies weren't as hurt by bullets, especially not the grade the average civilian could make from scrap and whatever they could salvage from a wal-mart to make rudimentary gun powder. The government bombed several places; that was the last thing any of us ever saw of our government. The plane flying over head dropping bombs on our own cities. Some clearly targeting the abandoned concentration camps where neo-zombies had their nests, or targeting the cult and militia compounds. The news stations stopped, power grids had already been going down. Entire cities were being left without fresh water, power, supply chains. We were cut off from each other now, no way of knowing if we were the last survivors or not. People didn't just commit suicide; now you'd see people trying to become zombies, being locked up by militia warlords as a result; without fresh food and water, and the only farm land around being a massive risk; you were forced to give into them, they had the generators, the fenced in fields for farming, and all the farm animals. You even had the return of "kings" and small armies threatning death to anyone caught hunting in "their lands".

   The neo-zombies were something we saw signs of early on, but it wasn't till pretty far along that the news had given in and reported them, informing people of signs a "zombie" was turning into one and to target those first and make sure to burn the body as the resulting "creature" was far worse than the majority of the other zombies. White cauliflower welt, red rashes, skin turning grey, skin turning milk white. The news coined names for them, White Walkers, Mutant Zombies, Glowers, and Reapers. The White Walkers were pretty common, the zombie's decaying flesh was being replaced by this white fungus material till you had a hideous oozing fungus humanoid walking around. They'd walk around like that till finding a dark moist place then explode into spores. They spread by biting while a zombie but became a thousand times worse in that final stage. By comparison the other three were far better, as they'd eat other zombies...including White Walkers; guess zombies can't infect each other for some reason.

  The mutants are like something from a video game or Evil Dead, they vary alot, like maybe unique to each person, I've seen things, bloated poison gas spewing pus bags, things with split skin crawling up walls with long frog tongues coming out of a toothy hole in the top of their heads, and all sorts of weird shit I don't want to describe...but for comparison I once saw what looked like a human head with only its spine and ribe cage, which had become like spider legs crawling around with rolled up intestines that shot out like octopus tentacles to eat small animals. So yeah, when I say better, I mean...not as infectious. Also those things really hated bright light so stuck to underground structures, so to be clear search parties for supplies into basements and sub-levels of buildings might as well have been sent into hell as every Neo-zombie loves the dark places, find one with alot of moisture and you had better have had on a good gas mask because White Walker spores were also down there, but thankfully glow under UV lights. But batteries were one of the things we were running out of the fastest because of things like that.

   and the other two;

  why the fuck am I describing these

  Who the fuck is going to read this that doesn't know; who is going to read this? Anyone who finds this scrap paper is going to just throw it away, burn it, or wipe their ass with it. I'm old enough to remember playing video games; the world has become so much like one What am I now.

  Am I just an NPC now? Was the whole point of my suffering just to leave behind clues and story shit for a player to find; was this the fucking matrix all along.

  I'm just writing to distract myself is all. I know it. I was in the militia, the gang, a "cop"; I did horrible things, I can't take it anymore. I ran, I havn't eaten in 3 days. I'm going to die. Either the "cops" will find me and execute me on the spot, or the zombies will; I want to die on my own terms. But I can't...I can't kill myself, there is no way that doesn't sound so painful; and some part of me wants to live. I distract myself with shit like this in the vain hopes if I waste enough time, something will happen, maybe I'll wake up from this nightmare; maybe it is all a game and I'll be lucky enough the player will come and save the land.

  I don't feel good, ate something, something bad, scribbling, I hurt. Try write later.



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   Mikki, my name is Mikki. I think. I remember things, places, and what happened for the most part. But for some reason when I try to think about myself, my family, my head hurts and I just...can't. I remember being sick, and being taken away from the hospital to a nasty concrete floor cell with chain link fence walls and roof; with one bed, toilet, and people howling. I don't remember anyone coming by very often, I don't think I ate every day; It is all a blur; I do know that over time, the people came by less and less, no one washed out the cells; and the person in the  cell beside me stopped moving. I didn't die however, and I just sat there, on the bed, watching the darkness in front of me, listening to the sounds of creaking, then clanging, and then dripping water. I felt hungry, and thirsty but still I didn't die. Then one day everything shook and the cieling above came crashing in; darkness. But still I didn't die. I remember making my way slowly through the dirt, I didn't breathe, I didn't suffocate, I just moved, crawling slowly upwards.

    Eventually I broke free, it wasn't the surface, but an upper level of the building, an air pocket. There were people here, but they weren't alive, but they were moving. They just kept walking into the walls; I could see them, there were a few open cells here, an old rusted grate walkway. I was hungry, and I ate one of them. I know I was not like this before, but somehow I just; opened up. My body just opened up, my sides lined with teeth and tentacles where my organs should be, I pulled one in to me and chewed him up before my body closed back up. I could feel it, my body cavity full, but also lines like seams or zippers along my sides and meeting together on my upper chest just above my breasts. I licked my hands, I felt it, from a tongue that came out of my nipples, they too could open up, but not so wide and had tongues inside their soft tender flesh. I knew this is now what I was supposed to be; but I was numb to shock or shame. I never realized I was naked till that moment, but clothes were not available and would only get in the way. The people were dumb, they just wandered around, never minding when I'd eat one in front of the others. I grew stronger, smarter, and bigger.

    Eventually I could dig out of here through the metal beams and concrete blocks. When I arrived on the surface I knew by signs I passed that I was very tall, and my arms hung very low, by long sharp fingers dragging across the ground leaving scratch trails as I walked. I saw myself in the glass of an old abandoned building. Tall, long hair down my back, eye huge and black, mouth a thin slit from ear to ear, inside rows of teeth and three sharp tongues. Although I never used it to eat. My skin was grey, my breasts swollen with purple tits and long blue tongues inside curled up in the mounds of flesh. I opened my torso, wide and flexible, filled with teeth and barbed sticky tentacles, my throat connected to this cavity. I broke into a house and stole some curtains to wear over my body. I wanted to eat with my mouth now. Up here the people run faster, are smarter, even the dead ones try to avoid me. I am smarter now, and wanted to write about this. I have hunted here too long, food people are scarce, other people, like me, I hear them calling from far away. So I live this note, etched in stone in the place I was called home, tablets I bury here.





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   GMO Pet: The Avian Line

   Species: Avian

   Type: Bird


Description: What is described here is a generic setting of the Felidae line, these are GMO / Bioandroid constructs of the pet / comfort companion / Monster Mate lines. The term essentially means "cat"; although non save the first type have any true birds in them.


1: Synth-Birds: Techno-organic duplicates of existing or fictional bird species. Bird brains have been scanned and duplicated via techno-organic computer constructs to immitate the desired bird species; as well as hybrid or desired parameters. For instance desiring the behavior of a parrot in the body of a chicken. As well as behavior patterns of non-bird animals such as dogs and cats in various birds for owners desiring the small feathered companion but with the intelligence and trainability of more familiar pets. The range as stated for this line goes from known birds, recreations of extinct species, purely artificial designs, and those taking after the apperance of fictional birds such as the phoenix (color only). As well as variations such as flight for flightless birds and non-flying versions of flying birds.

2: Dino-Birds: Essentially just feathered dinosaurs, this line has evolved to include "dinofications" of regular bird species, adding claws, longer fleshy tails, and teeth. Aside from these cosmetic changes they are identical to Synth-birds. For example the "Phoenix Raptor" has remained a popular product.

3: Human faced/human headed birds: a popular and common element in mythologies around the world, in practice this has proven to be a less than popular product. A human face or head on a bird presented several difficulties in the resulting creature feeding its self with the exception of the parrot body plan version. Which became the only version after the form to function laws were passed preventing creating anything whose body would cause it constant discomfort and harm. Even then however consumers considered them "creepy" even with the addtion of human hair like plummage. As a result these are generally only found in GMO zoos thanks to the creation preservation society wishing to preserve samples of all produced life forms.

4: Harpy: From the "Monster Mates" line are the human/bird shaped techno-organic androids.These are divided into five categories according to the degree to which they are bird like; some of which are not legal on some planets due to the 50% human like law prohibiting sales of anything "organic" even techno-organic being sold that too closely resembles a human being. However some areas where this law would be present are circumvented by judges over a bio-mass loop hole, so long as the wings are large enough they constitute a big enough difference to a human. Regardless of the version however due to popularity and the desire by customers for the harpy to at least be partially capable of flight; a bulky "masculine" design fell out of favor for smaller thinner builds. Over time an androngenous design then feminine focused design became the sole version produced. With some prclaiming that as birds the plummage should reveal male or female; however as artificial beings this is not reflected in all harpies produced; although it has become the standard. As a note due to the form to function law and customer preference the wings arn't completly bird like and have three digits on the crook of the wing appearing as two talon like fingers and a thumb. These tend to stay curled up and often are the same color as the wing feathers; this way they can operate in human environments without relying on their feet as grasping limbs, or the more human like ones lacking any grasping limbs.
   Version 1: Winged Person: This version is identical to a human being save that the arms are large feathered wings. For the sake of the law these wings are usually pretty large, with plummage colors varying by target bird species or special order. In time this version has become less popular. Flight wise they could glide or parachute short distances.

   Version 2: Feather Tail: Identical to the Winged Person except they also have a short tail and tail feathers.

   Version 3: Feathered Person: Identical to Version's 1 and 2 except the legs and lower body are covered in feathers. A torso also covered in feathers version was produced later on.

   Version 4: Full Harpy: They have wings instead of arms, a tail, lower body covered in feathers, and bird like legs. This version most closely resembles the "Harpy" of mythology; and by far is the most popular of this line; as the wings alone cause enough problems in a human environment that having human like legs becomes a problem in a more avian environment. This version also sees the most variety when it comes to various species colors, wing types, and even legs; with "Swan Maidens" becoming hugely popular  in some colonies with a large number of them as a center piece of the Rose Garden of the Armoadian Capital city. There were concerns they'd have the same problems as the Human faced birds, however the human like torso surprisingly enough to fixes both the "creepiness" factor as well as between that and the up to four grasping limbs (as wing claws became a legal standard), had no problems feeding themselves.

  Version 5: Bird Person/Harpion: Identical to the Full Harpy, to the extent it should likely be considered the same; however customer satisfaction for ordering regards these speratly as aside from the full body save the face and possibly some of the throat being covered in feathers several other features were commonly ordered. One was more "feral" eyes, usually yellow or green, with red placing third. The hair replaced with more feathery plummage, usually up in a "wild" style; and being more aggressive. Predatory bird designs are the most common, especially owl and hawk colorations.

  All versions have omnivore diets, although customer preferences have leaned towards dietary designs matching bird species with some leeway.

  -Code: Top Secret-
   Three variations have been specially ordered by the Andros Organization: This data is not public knowledge. One is a large flightless predatory bird design with mammalian characteristics. Another is a Dino-Bird with Harpy Wings and human like face on a long bird neck and long saurian tail, standing at over six feet in height while in saurian posture; this version also has a jaw that unhinges. The third is a Harpion with an owl like beak in place of lips and nose.



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My Harpy Encounter


   I am told if you want people to read something you're supposed to have an eye catching opener. So how's this, the moth man is alot sexier up close. Catchy enough? Okay let's get down to the nitty gritty. I actually don't livewhere near Ohio or Pennsylvania or whereever mothman was, I'm not even sure they're related, but I've heard about the black bird of Chernobyl, and looked up various bird-human creatures after this all started; and honestly closest thing I saw that fit was a Harpy...more so the sexy monster girl versions online, less the Greek mythology ones; although looking it up did find out those were apparently wind spirits originally and not the flesh and blood bird people in popular culture so...next closest thing are stories of owl witches and whatnot, so its really confusing. Because, not anywhere near Greece either. No, this all happened in the good ole US of A, in north western Montana, near the boarder with Idaho.

   To be clear, I'm not originally from around these parts, this was a summer camping trip, I'm from Northern California, not..too different really; but alot less congested camping grounds; but with a shit ton of more warnings about the dangers in the mountains and lack of rangers, easily getting lost if wandering off hiking trails, bears, ect... I have always been an avid hiker and camper. I have a ton of stories I could tell ranging from animal raids on my coolers before I invested in bear proof coolers and bear hangs; sleeping in hammocks up off the forest floor to avoid bears and other predators sniffing out the tent. Hell even had a few encounters vagrants living out in the woods I guess and stealing from people. You hear alot about people like that going up and down the rivers; scary to think in this day and age mountain bandits are still a thing.

    To be fair not everything that harassed me when I went off the trails was entirely human, or animal. It is scary to think though that these might have been people; if there are people running around naked in the woods, thin from lack of food, and driven mad, with exaggerated hideous features from in-breeding. You get alot of local color folklore when you go hiking and camping in odd places. One problem is the locals dressing up to mess with you because they think a guy with a bunch of gear must be from some tv show or just some wacko looking for bigfoot. Another problem being that same gear seen in town gets you marked as an easy target by thieves, and being local they tend to know the woods better. Makes a guy like me have to move further off the trails to get a good spot to sleep. I guess I do have money to burn, I won't get into my occupation or home life; but that doesn't mean I automatically deserve to be beaten and robbed by every local down on his luck who wants someone to blame. Why I do try to at least stick to parks and avoid private land as best I can.

  The event I am leading up to takes me to a national park in Montana and Idaho, there are more than a few, and for personal security as I suspect something else is going on here; not that by the end anyone who isn't a spook will believe a word of this; I won't be saying which of the many parks I was hiking in; I will say however the rangers felt sketchy. Its not unusual to want to know what gear I am taking in, can't have poachers after all, how many days I intended to stay; and so on; one reason I prefer going to Canada and just sneaking off somewhere by a town; but this guy was really specific; and seemed really nervous. I did note the ranger station was surrounded by really big flood lights and he had some serious heat in the station. I had to ask if there were major grizzly problems; he said there were and chuckled a little, a nervous sort of chuckle that was more than a little creepy.

    I decided to stay five nights. I was roughing it for the most part, and by myself. I told them I was bird watching, getting away from nature, fishing; had a fishing license of course. The area I was in was a no hunting zone; but you could tell the park was right up against private lands, the river, even see several towns from the mountains; so not exactly the hardest park to sneak into if someone cut across another patch of forest over by one of the towns only a few miles away. I set up an infrared trail cam on the tree I hiked my camo hammock into. I like to see what was crawling around under me when I sleep. My plan was to hike to different locations each day and spend the night in different areas. Problem was that first night I was woken up to noises on the forest floor. I was about 300 feet from the hiking trail, and a good stone's throw from a creek. I thought by the sounds it was people down there. I lied perfectly still as I heard foot steps and at least two, maybe three people talking in some language I didn't recognize; and I mean I could barely tell it was words, more like hissing noises, gurgles, and groans. I didn't have a gun on me, just bear spray, a stun gun, and a knife I kept in a bag in the hammock, but reaching for it would mean moving and risking making noise. If they sounded like they found the ties or were trying to get up the tree I'd have gone for it. However instead after a few minutes had passed they left, heading down the mountain by the sound of it.

   The next day I found the trail cam intact thankfully, but I wouldn't be able to see what it got till I got home. I made it a point to go much further up the mountain, steeper terrain, more rocky, further from the water. I decided to just have some sandwiches I had in my bag, and a protein bar; I was planning to hike down to the lake on day three for some fishing. That night the only trees I could find weren't steady enough, or close enough together to get the hammock set up. The flaw in hiking into rocky terrain; however I was able to clean out a crevice in the rocks and get my gear set up, set up the mosquito net, which was graded to keep out snakes as well. I didn't set up the trail cam that night; which I regretted come morning as during the night, making sure I had no lights; just in case whomever was around the night before came up this way; or anyone else for that matter. In the night I awoke to the sound of rocks tumbling followed by hissing and gurgling noises. I grabbed the knife and the stun gun and was ready. I tried look out into the darkness but the clouds were obscuring the moon so I could only make out a pair of roughly human sized shapes pacing around the loose rocks about fifty feet below. I told myself stopping here had been a mistake and I should have found a more secure spot. But just as the shapes took a few steps forward something huge swooped down in the darkness. It looked huge, was dark, and definetly flying. I heard a hellish scream and the sound of tree branches breaking. A sound like very large wings flapping and a very clear crashing sound like something dropped onto the rocks. I looked out the crevice just enough to see one shape dragging the other to the tree line while making horrible high pitched noises. Something however landed on the cliff above me, small rocks fell down the side in front me and it sounded like the crevice might cave in on me. It then lept from the rock and took off, thanks to the angle I was at I just barely saw what looked like bird wings. I didn't want to leave, but whomever was down in the trees was clearly heading towards me, and my best guess at the time was ran afoul a very large bird; my mind did turn to stories of "thunder birds", however that aside I had to pack up and get out of there; if those were people I thought, then this bird clearly attacked them.

    My watch told me it was 4am, so I decided to be up and head out. I don't know if this was a mistake or not but the clouds parted enough from the moon to see my way around the side of the mountain to a more brush filled area and found a nice look out spot. I stayed there, awake till sunrise. It was going to be a long day. But my plan was, in the light of day I could take a nap while fishing before hiking further up the mountain that afternoon. In the light of morning I did look around where I saw the figures at, it was actually further down than I had thought and by the angle they might not have seen me, at least not very clearly; but surely from there one could make out something was off about the rocks. That said I did find a bunch of broken branches, unfortunatly no way to make out foot prints, but there was blood on the rocks, especially in one spot; like the bird had picked someone up and just dropped them there. Something I knew some birds did to kill tough prey or large prey. I was hoping in the dark I just seen a pair of goats in a fight with an eagle and my sleeping mind thought it something else. Again, regretting not having the trail cam out; or a more immediatly easy to view camera.

   At any rate I made my way to the lake, and there is not like a lake to remind you how not alone you really are in a park. Saw about four boats go by from the southern shore which was a few miles down and around a bend according to the map, and the lake also overlapped the boundaries of the park with a town right on it up north east aways. While fishing I did have a pair of rangers stop and ask me some questions, apparently some other hikers had called in to the rangers' station about people, not animals, raiding their camp sites the night before along the lake, and to keep a look out for anyone suspicious. They figured someone had come down the lake from the town up north, a pretty easy way into the park and was pranking people, dressing up in ugly masks and costumes. Yeah, they told me the people reported a small group of men wearing bad halloween costumes and ugly alien masks tearing up their camp site, but ran off shortly after when someone shouted from the woods in a "made up" language. The way the rangers retold it sounded, off to me, like they weren't sure what to tell and what change. Had that sort of stop and think flow when someone is telling you a half truth. The lake isn't too far from where I had been two nights before; its not like I was trying to hike for miles each day.
    The rangers asked me where I was the night before, yeah, and were shocked when I told them I may have seen a goat getting pummeled by an eagle and to check out the spot up in the rocks. As they walked away I heard one of them whisper how I was all by myself with no weapons. Let's call that red flag number four or five, and anyone who still believes me is asking, why didn't I just leave right there and then? Well because I'm stubborn, that's why, and as far as I knew it was just a bunch of idiots in costumes gurgling like made up movie monsters trying to scare people as a prank; wouldn't have doubted they were recording it too, to post online as some scared these campers prank. People get bored in small towns.

   So after my nap and catching a few fish I cleaned and cooked em, packing one away for the next day in an airtight bag and salt...and lemon, flavoring it as well as preserving it for later. They weren't exactly big fish. Maybe eight inches long, so just a few fillet slices out of them. Although looking at how much I've written I suppose I should get to the point and stop procrastinating. The truth is I don't want this story to be taken seriously, I don't want it to be believed. I guess I could have put in embellishments, lies, said I saw a unicorn and passed through a rainbow portal behind a waterfall some other such total bullshit lie; but at the same time I do want to tell the story of the most incredible and heart pounding thing to ever happen to me as truthfully as possible so its not just swirling in my head. Because above all else, she saved my life.

  I am certain above all else if not for her I'd be dead now, written off as a bear attack or the victim of some serial killer; or maybe even just another lost hiker. It was the very next night, my hammock was up in some trees, hidden well above the ground. I set my trail cam, and went to sleep. Just as on the first night I heard the sounds below me that woke me up, as well I felt the hammock rocking; the creature had climbed the tree and was trying to open the hammock. In a burst of energy I grabbed my knife and stabbed up through the hammock, the thing shrieked, but the hammock fell, there was more than one of them and they cut the ropes. I fell, nearly twenty feet to the forest floor, injured, winded, likely a concussion. I could only look up through dazed eyes in the moonlit night as these things stood over me, hideous creatures but also so cliche, like generic ghouls or low level vampires from a game. Just hairless lanky men with long fingers, sharp teeth and big eyes. But just as I was about to die she swooped down, raven black wings and a flash of talons, and one of the creatures was gone, I could hear breaking branches and the sound of it rolling down the side of the mountain. I saw her, standing over me after the creatures fled. Below the waist she was like a giant crow, tail and all, but her torso while covered in black feathers had the shape of a woman, large wings, yet she had talon like fingers on the crook of her wings, she had a wild plummage about her head like a mane; the only part of her that was not feathered was her face; a beautiful Native American woman's face, save that her eyes were red and glowing. I muttered the word, "beautiful" as this being stood over me, she had been studying me with a stern expression, which switched to shock when I spoke. She despite not looking any bigger than a human being grabbed both ends of my hammock between her talon feet and flew straight up; in complete defiance of physics I might add as no bird that large can just take off from the ground, and i know a human torso would lack the flight muscles anyway. Yet still she flew me, although my body hurt, she flew up the mountain sides to a ledge impossible to see from below and even well hidden from above by tree limbs, like a simple hut made to look like natural foliage. She gently set me down in this nest and flew away, bringing back my bear bag and my food.

   I laid there for several days in fact, she fed me, and used herbs she ground herself to heal me. She had been my savior, and no, despite the direction this story sounds like it is going in, we never made love. Not sure we'd even had been physically able to do with each other had the oppertunity arised. She didn't really speak either, or more precisely her words were so fast and high pitched I could barely make them out, I'd catch only the occasiona sound. However as my food ran low and my body was healed. She nodded to me and parted her hut door, she wouldn't let me take my hammock or bear bag for some reason only the trail cam and now dead battery cellphone along with my wallet and truck keys in my pockets; nor lift me down like she had up. I thanked her, and carefully climbed down the trees and rocks; my strength surprisingly not lacking after several days injured and lying down. When I got to the ground and began to make my way down the side of the mountain she flew down and landed in front of me, standing tall on her long bird legs, more like a stork than the posture artists tend to draw harpies in, if I didn't notice her wings folded so tightly to her side, talons down, wing tips up, and her bird feet I'd have thought I was just looking at  a person. She made chirping sounds and indicate her eyes and looked up. I followed her gaze, just noticing dark shapes in the clouds, others like her, but some seemed bigger. She nodded in the direction of a path hugging the mountain side and the trees and spoke the only words I ever understood her say even though they were so soft and fast, "go quickly, go quietly".

   I made my way in the thickest, following the direction I had seen the lake in. It was dark when I left, and the woods were disturbingly quiet. Eventually I made my way back to civilization, the familiar hiking trails. The ranger station was empty, and my truck was gone, found out it was towed to the town at the north end of the lake after I made my way up the road and was able to charge my cellphone at an all night gas station; thankful they let me. Message on my phone about my truck being towed. There was nothing about any missing hiker, no search parties, nothing, despite being gone nearly a week past what I had planned. The next day I paid the impound fee, and talked to the sheriff of the town there. I told him a story about falling down the side of the mountain while hiking and miracously after being lost finding my way back. The most that came of this was a light chewing out of the rangers; who looked upset to see me, and a refund on my park entry fee. They had a piss poor excuse, claiming they thought I was was thrill seeker or being alone someone trying to abandon civilization; neither being even remotely an excuse for not looking for a hiker that didn't check in when they were supposed to. I suspect they were up to something; can't prove it; but that whole thing didn't sit right with me.

   There are days when I think back, and I wander if this was some territorial dispute between those ghouls and the harpies, and about how she saved me and the weird circumstances of letting me go. Like would the other ones flying around have hurt me if they had seen me? I never went back to that park. I have camped since, but I am a bit more choosy, its not as big a thrill, but I feel like parks with more people in them might prove to be less tempting a target for whatever those were.






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Akiko vs Sil'loe'thra

  At the bottom of the sea, near the Mid-Atlantic ridge between North America and Europe the frightful being slumbers, pulled fully into this world she is the size of an island, miles across, the current flowing over her white fur as fish and other sea creatures make the mistake of straying too close only to be grabbed by the fur and consumed by many toothed mouths that appear and form from any spot of this great beast's flesh. Bneath this great mass are ten gargantuan red crab legs, and protruding from the sides and many atop slithering through the water are hundreds if not greater than a thousand long serpentine necks each tipped with a pointed beak that retracts and protrudes from the foreskin like folds of the tentacles; varying in side from just greater than a human to large enough to swallow a truck whole.

   This great being is called Sil'loe'thra, the destroyer. The sea here is filled with the chanting of hideous fishmen who believe the great beast is only resting after the battle of New York against the ghastly being that appeared there whose only power had eclipsed that of a vampire queen who had sought to claim the city for her own. Sil'loe'thra does not rest, she ignores the chants of the horrid Fish Men.

   A green glow fills the water to the south of the miles long Sil'loe'thra, the figure in white kimono and long black hair glides as effortlessly through water as she had through air, as neither seems to interact with her, a being of a more ghostly plane. Her white mask, devoid of nose or chin with but a simple smile and oval cut eyes from which projects green lights not unlike that which spreads out across the ocean floor beneath her bare feet as if they were a shadow or the waving tentacles of something shadowed upon the sea floor as green light instead of darkness, a defiance of natural laws, inversion of the abyss.

  Fishmen with spears, tridents, and other simple weapons gurgle and growl as they charge the ghostly form of Akiko Yamamura, however within the radius of the green light they fall lifeless.

   The darkness is filled with a voice, the voice of Sil'loe'thra, speaking in a hundred languages both human and inhuman alike, "Being of the dead stars, queen of ghosts who has left thousands of worlds dead in her wake. I know you."

   There is a silence as Akiko stops and the Fishmen flee from her, fleeing in the direction of Sil'loe'thra, "Do you know me;"

   Silence.

   "I would assume not, Princess of the Dead Lands, Overlord of the Dark Waters, you who are among those who seperate themselves from all else, players of games. I am Sil'loe'thra, the destroyer and creator. I who am fated to rise from my dark resting place, through the abyss of the deep seas, and rise to crush the land. I am to walk across the surface of this world crumbling its cities, flooding its deserts and forests, sinking its islands, and crumbling its mountains to be the new islands. Chewing away at the crust till all but the protected nests of my followers is beneath the waves."

   Silence

  "I have feasted on flesh and souls of thousands of worlds dead walker, spirit glider. It was not my intention to take part in any Overlord Tournament, by its rules I am inadvertently played, partly upon this world as an avatar, and partly within my own I bridged and made a claim to the souls of this world. For in my stomach burns the flesh and souls of millions dead, freed by the angels of my gut when they are the forgotten husks of what once was to be reborn again so that I may someday consume them again. It is by this definition of Hell that I am bound. While I did not intend to participate, claiming ALL the souls now and to be born forver on this world is far too great an oppertunity. I shall rest upon the surface, the face of their death god, demanding sacrifice."

   One of the tentacles lowers, the beak retracting and from the mouth protruding a horrific facimile of a human woman with rotted flesh like puffy skin, shells for teeth, claws, and eyes, threads of some undigested weed like mass for hair, "So, spirit of death, I will crush you, what power has a bringer of death to one who is deathless."

   Akiko glows with a brilliant green that fills the sea, the Fishmen die and rot quickly as Sil'loe'thra, that eternal horror laughs, as her kind can not know death. Or so he believes as every mouth screams, the sea boils around her and she vanishes in red mist. There is movement in the dark water, ten green blades of light that move slowly back and forth like wings. In a flash they are gone with the intense green light. Now only Akiko stands at the bottom of the sea, a faint green light within the mask of her eyes, even the green lights beneath her are gone. Slowly she rises straight up. In the distance a few Fishmen had escaped the lights and strange eerie words they cannot know the meaning of are spoken through the waters, "They were made to not be broken easily, careless play could not rip their seams or break their limbs, that does not mean they cannot be broken if we really want to break them."



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