@booksmusicanime

Looking over towards the vampire rising a brow at the female, "Mmm it seems we are going after some vampire blood" He said taking a look at the list trying to find some sort of clue for this item. "You are a vampire correct? Do you know where we can acquire some?" He asked her walking outside of the building, Once they got outside the vulture form before now perched on the dead man's shoulder.

@KatherinWinter

Cragnut was a terrorist, not the fear kind, and he knew he would be apart of this training in his own way, but he also knew he would deal with their theatrics for a while. He decided to do what any gremlin would do, which was a switch-a-roo! He, without the participants knowing, went into the building and 'misplaced' the ingredients for the spell. Now, anyone who he dealt with would be the winner, and decided the werewolf boy would be the best choice.

Without warning, he jumped on Griffin's back and looked him square in the face upside down. "Hey wolf boy! I moved the ingredients to make your life a living hell today! You wouldn't think seeing a gremlin around would make things easier, did ya'?

Everything that night was just a blur to her, and it didn't help matters either she was half drunk and half baked out of her mind. It happened so quickly. First, she got rushed out of the mosh pit and bumped into some dude. He started yelling at her about spilling beer on his shirt, and that's when he pulled a knife on her. The next thing she remembered was a flaming hand smashing into his face, her hand. Her friend Tony grabbed her and pulled her out of the club...then the cops showed up. Before she knew it, she was face down in the hood of a Seattle Police cruiser, cuffs on her wrists and blood pouring out of her nose...

m.youtube.com/watch?v=u4AK9qK8r00

*BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!*

Rattled her phone across her nightstand beside her bed. Wearily a hand shot forth from the covers and grabbed the little bastard before it met the cold floor below. Helena rose from the covers with a groaning yawn and bleary eyes. It had been another rousing night of When the fuck am I going to sleep?. Unfortunately, it was around 3:45 AM when she passed out, only to awake late in the morning with drool seeping out the side of her lip and her fiery red hair a mess. Ugh...just call me Angel of the Morning, baby... God, I feel like a fucking zombie...

She laid there for a moment looking up at the ceiling. Heh... Home sweet Hell. She thought, reaching under her bed and pulling out a plastic ashtray containing...her morning remedy. Some people enjoyed pancakes in the morning. Some liked a nice, hot cup of coffee, but for Helena, her day started with a puff of marijuana.

Don't get me wrong. If staying here means not going back to that hick ass hellhole Aberdeen, then I'm totes up for it, but these agents are so fucking tightwadded.
Heh! They even walk like they got sticks up their asses!

Taking the crudely rolled spliff from the ashtray, which she sat on her chest, she stuck it between her lips and closed her eyes. In seconds, a small gout of flame sparked from the tip of the joint. Being a living cigarette lighter had its perks she supposed.

Taking a drag, she exhaled a thick white cloud of smoke that seemed to linger in the cold, dead air of her room. She took a few more puffs, and then she snuffed out the grass. Already, her room smelled like a dead skunk, but she didn't care. Nor did she really care about what she wore as she was picking up a random pair of clothes from the mess of them on her floor. Once she was dressed for success, she grabbed her board and skated out the door.

Unfortunately, that weed smell was all in her clothes, which meant she'd probably be busted. Plus, the Bureau wasn't too keen of her board leaving scuffs on their nice new hallways, but like the quote on her dingy, gray t-shirt riddled with holes says,

Does it look like I give a fuck?

It was only a few blocks from her crappy apartment the Bureau so generously donated to her that the main office was located. She kept skating along, earbuds in her ears, unaware, or possibly uncaring of any traffic, pulling a kickflip onto the sidewalk, flashing her keycard to the security with a bored look, then pressing on through the door.

And so, Helena Hell on Wheels Sheppard had arrived to the conference table, setting her board down under her chair and leaning back in it while propping her muddy black Vans on the table top. "Alright, I'm here. Let's talk bidness." She said pulling a cigarette from the hem of her beanie and lighting it.

"And finally, Griffin Green," Lily White said, her thin, dainty fingers running across the braille print of the pale paper sitting on the dining room table. It was a fairly normal morning for Alyssa Hobbs and Lily White. The outside sunlight was streaming through the curtains, filling their living room. The two lived in sort of a small apartment, with only a living room, a single bedroom, a kitchen, and a bathroom, what with having to live off of a single paycheck. But they didn't mind it, not at all.

This particular morning, Alyssa leaned against the doorframe, dressed in her jeans, black shirt, and leather jacket, ready for work as she sipped a mug of coffee, obviously Irish in style. Lily, on the other hand, was on the other side of the readiness spectrum.
She sat at the cheap metal table the two ate their meals on, dressed in a bright pink robe, her blonde hair a wild, untamed mane of a lion.

"He's a...werewolf," Alyssa said, pausing in between words to rifle through her memory. This was an activity the two did often, quizzing Alyssa on cases she might be on in order to keep Alyssa's mental skill in check. Today, however, it was not a case they were practicing with. It was Alyssa's new team. "He's a fighter, strong, he can take and pack a punch. But, save for his enhanced senses and lock picking, he doesn't have many pragmatic abilities outside of combat. And we need to make sure to keep him away from silver."

There was a silence in the room for a moment, as the blonde girl's fingers read the print, before she spoke.

"...Correct. That's everyone! Looks like you're ready for your first day on a team!" Lily said, smiling up from the paper, facing in the direction of her girlfriend.

"Ugh," Alyssa groaned, shifting from her position leaning on the doorframe to stand up straight, finishing her coffee and placing its empty mug on the kitchen counter. She then sauntered over to her Lily's sitting form, putting her hands on the back of the chair, and leaned into the girl's face, until they were inches away, Alyssa's lips curled into a smile. "Don't remind me. I wish I could just stay here all day. With you."

Lily giggled, giving Alyssa a light shove.

"I wish you could too, but someone has to pay the bills, and I'm afraid I'm not yet the rich and famous pianist you're so certain that I'm destined to be. C'mon, you're already late." As Lily spoke, Alyssa reluctantly slunk off of her, softly groaning. "Text me when you get some free time, call me on your lunch break, fill me in on everything about your day."

"Alright, alright, I'll go. But when you're making millions playing that piano of yours, it's going to be your turn to support me, got it?" Alyssa replied, giving Lily a quick peck on the lips. "Now go get back to sleep. You've got a big night tonight," referring to a gig that Lily had got at a popular local jazz club from ten to eleven thirty o'clock. With that, Alyssa began walking for the door leading out of their apartment. "Love you!" she called back to her girlfriend.

"Love you too!" Alyssa heard in reply as she stepped out of the apartment.

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By the time Alyssa was pulling into the Bureau's parking lot on her old, dinged-up motorcycle, its paint chipped away with several dents here and there, her smile from her morning flirting had faded under her helmet, replaced by a slight frown. Back to work she went, under the big metaphoric Man that she and Lily had made such fun of as kids. But as she rode across the parking lot to her parking space, which was one of the farthest from the entrance, likely given to her due to her less than positive reputation, a bright red flash sped in front of her, causing her to swerve on the asphalt, barely missing what she now realized was a young ginger woman skating towards the entrance of the building.

Alyssa stretched out her leg to stop the bike from toppling over, holding up her gloved fist, middle finger extended, its back facing the direction of the skater girl. She then started to move again, pulling one of the parking spaces at the end of the lot. After taking her helmet off and locking it into place, the detective shuffled over to the side door used by the maintenance crew. She typed in the code and swiped her keycard in the slot. With a soft click, the door unlocked, and she passed through it.

After traveling through a short, dirty hallway, stocked with mops, brooms, and rags, Alyssa opened the door that lead to the main lobby. She was stopped immediately by a large man in a suit but, with a flash of her badge, was let in. After marching up numerous stairs, she took a left, then a right, and ended up at the door of a conference room. After a moment of hesitation, Alyssa opened the door and entered, seeing various faces she recognized from the documents she read. She also noticed a box of donuts on top of the room's main table, which she immediately gravitated towards.

"Looks like we're missing a couple people. Am I early?" Alyssa said, giving off a light snort of laughter, knowing full well what time it was. She picked up a maple bar from the box and took a bite out of it, sitting on the table.

@PeopleInConferenceRoom
@Flightless_Soul (Mentioned/Flipped Off)

Billy

@Dealdric@KatherinWinter

"Good God man, put some pants on!" Billy can't help but winced and stare in disgust at this stumpy funny looking alien from the interrogation department that has the audacity to walk right into the meeting without wearing pants. I mean c'mon, even the undead agents here has the decency wear some slacks.

"Hey wait a minute, you seem familiar, I think I've seen you somewhere before, can't put my finger into it." The young exorcist said scratching his head, not putting so much thought into where he saw this peculiar creature. He is an adult in a teen body, after all. Billy is pretty sure he saw the 1st Gremlins movie in his time before he was abducted, but everything else from his previous memory was fuzzy ever since.

"Anyways, whoever reanimated this zombie sure took the liberty of making it almost indestructible with all of the requirements, I thought we're dealing a low-class zombie here, not Voldemort himself."He scoffs.

"I figure a simple turn undead spell would purify this corpse but I guess it was more complex than that." The detective boy shrugs."Where can you find these special crystal tears? from a jewelry store, a pawnshop? making a mythical beast cry?" He questioned.

@Framing A Moose@Flightless_Soul
Billy train of thoughts was interrupted as the door opened and the new agents arrived. One is a bonnet-wearing red-haired tomboyish female with a devil may care attitude that seems reluctant to help them. I guess anyone can be a BoSa agent nowadays with its unusual standards and a very familiar face with probably has the same attitude as the former.

"Well, well, it a small world after all. You're the last person I expect to be here. " Billy scoffs, a bit surprised and was also glad to see his former partner.

"I see you're classy as always, now play nice and care to join us in solving this training exercise." Billy deeply sighed as he remembers the times he has to deal with her, she was a handful and complete opposite of him. Nevertheless, Billy was the only one that could tolerate with Hobbs while the other in the department wouldn't dare to pair up with this brazen woman.

"Listen up, let me put you up to speed, we got a zombie infestation waiting to spread in this building, the only thing stopping this zombie from devouring everything in its path is to find the required items in the list and seal it before it gets worse and turn this place into an all you can eat buffet for the undead." Billy said, briefing Hobbs and the Red haired.

"According to Agent Griffin, the crystal tear is the hardest one to find. I was thinking of that old antique shop down at the main. They have sort of mystical antiquities there, But that's just my input. I like to hear what you think and hope your deductive skills haven't gone rusty after all these years" He teased.

@Silverstein@Framing a Moose

He looked at the young agent and jumped onto him. "Does it look like I even need clothes? I don't even have genitalia you numbskull! He jumped down and grabbed a candy bar from his belt, and after taking a bite pointed it at Billy. "Besides, they're uncomfortable as hell. So bleh!"

He looked at the girl who just got in. "What the hell are you? I've never seen your like before."

@Framing A Moose@Silverstein@Dealdric

This dickhead running his mouth looks like he's barely out of elementary school. You can't tell me this guy is leader material. Helena pondered quietly, just as content to listen instead of return fire. Not that the kid was giving her lip yet, but it was always fun to stick it to authority. Then the...thing hopped on his shoulder. At this point, weird shit like this was to be expected. After all, it was a Bureau for the Supernatural, but still, Helena felt as if she smoked a little too much ganja this morning.
"Whoa! Dude! I've seen this movie before!" She laughed flicking her cigarette away, actually in the direction of some dark haired, bitchy looking girl. Must've been that time of the month.

"So are you like Gizmo, or...."

Then her eyes trailed over lazily to the woman beside her. Uh...wait! She remembered that jacket! Her eyes narrowed. "Ohhhh... So you're that dumbass who nearly ran me over. Pedestrians have the right of way, ya know, so watch where the fuck you're going next time, kay bitch?"

For a while or so, she listen to them rattle on, but finally she was tired of just sitting back. She swept her feet off the table, letting her chair fall back on its legs with an audible thud, then slammed both hands on the table, as always that who cares look in her eyes. "Okay, double 0 dipshits, I'm not much for this agency shit yet, being my first day, so get to the point cause I'm getting bored. Where the fuck is this zombie and when can I light the muthafucka up? Ever since I finally gained control of this...whatever...I'm ready to light shit on fire!" It was clear she wasn't one for professionalism.

@Flightless_Soul@Silverstein@Framing A Moose

He looked at the one storming in. He jumped on her, grabbing her jacket."Don't...ever...call...me...GIZMO!!! he said getting in her face. He then jumped off and went to the door and slammed it closed. He back over and finished his candy bar.

@Silverstein @knifeman @Eviledd1984 @booksmusicanime @Dealdric @Framing A Moose @Illiren @Flightless_Soul @Wayward

Griffin wasn't a patient man at the best of times. This was definitely not the best of times. The fact that the alpha had held his short temper this long proved that the younger man was indeed taking the management classes seriously and that the younger man did need a pack. They had to hope that this group needed an alpha. Most of them were older and stronger than the person they had chosen to lead.

Griffin growled. The sound rumbled through the room. It shook the room. Those in the group looking for a leader would instinctively feel the need to cooperate. Those who weren't looking for a leader migh experience fear. Griffin throw back his head and howled which would get most of the group's attention. He grabbed the being by neck and pulled it off him. He held the smaller creature in front of him and bared his teeth. "All of you will shut up. This program is supposed to be a freaking home. If you're hear the elders think you have something to offer. If you don't want to do as you're told then take yourself out of the building. I don't have the time or the patients to deal with people who don't want to work with the group."

@KatherinWinter @EurmalEye @Silverstein @knifeman @AllHollowsEve @booksmusicanime @Eviledd1984 @paigesweetheart @Framing A Moose @Dealdric @Illiren @Flightless_Soul @WelcmeToGudBrgr

Within an instant, time itself distorts and freezes over everything inside, outside, and around the BoSA and the world.

During this moment of Frozen Time, Two individuals, one of brown hair and one of blonde, appeared as if from nowhere in front of the Duo of Azeal and Sora. The Brown haired boy, holding a clipboard in hand, opened up a portal of blue light before grabbing the reaper with one hand, and tossing him into it. The Blonde one, in kind, grabbed the demon by both hands, and tossed him into it as well.

"Two down, four to go..." The Blonde haired one said with a sigh.

"There should be no problem grabbing them in real time. These two had contact with the main cast, so they took priority." The Brown haired one responded.

"Wait, what about the Vampire and those crimes?"

"No need to worry, I've already erased all traces of it ever happening. The victims in question never existed as far as this universe is concerned. We need to always tie up loose ends during these mission aborts after all." The brown haired one replied.

With that, they left through the portal they made, closing from behind, and time continued as it normally would.

But now, Azeal, Sora, Ambrosina, The Vampire, Blackade, Baal, and Belladonna, now disappeared from its face.

(Apologies again to everyone here.)

@Eviledd1984
Inka stopped in her tracks, raising an eyebrow at Henry. "I am a vampire yes....You realize what sort of question asking a vampire where to get vampire blood is?" Desipite her words she doesn't sound seriously angry or upset. "We can get Vampire Blood from me."

Archie was finnaly let out of his cell, "Ah, time to stretch my legs! And if you don't mind, I will be on my way out of this place." He start to walk out when the security guard shook his head, Archie rolled his eyes, "Cant ya take a joke?" He started tp walk the other direction beong escourted by those guards,"Why do I have to be an agent again, oh wait! You guys have my dagger! Anyways, who DOES have it?"

@KatherinWinter@Silverstein@Flightless_Soul@Framing A Moose

"Jez, wolf boy needs to brush his teeth better. And I'm only here because I was asked. Otherwise, I'd still be in the interrogation room biting the absolute hell out of a demon. Ah, the screams..." He scratched the alpha's arm and fell, landing on his feet. "Should you need me however, because I'm useless at the moment unless you have a task of distraction, pain,
or small size required, I'll hang on Billy-boy's back."

@booksmusicanime

"Do you have a container or something to store it?" He asked looking away form her feeling a bit frustrated, Using a finger to rub under the neck of the vulture. "Is their anything else we need on the list?" He said having only looked at one thing on said list, Both of his hands now being shoved into his pants pockets.

Alyssa was not surprised nor insulted by Billy's shock of finding her on a team. If she was being honest, she hadn't exactly been expecting to find herself on a team. It wasn't a secret that she had a reputation of not being a team player, and there was a reason for that. People had never really been a strong suit of Alyssa's, not the living ones anyway. A childhood of being picked on or, worse, ignored, had left her devoid of social skills. But that was fine with her. She wasn't an agent of the Bureau to make friends. She already had the only friend she'd ever need.

"Huh. This zombie exercise, it's a simulation, a test, right? Or is the Bureau just putting waaaaay to much faith into this whole team thing?" Alyssa said, turning her head to face the young-looking agent explaining the morning's activities as she continued to take bites of the donut. "Anyway, it shouldn't be hard, considering we have the Reap-" Suddenly, mid-sentence, Alyssa stopped speaking, her face changing into a slightly confused expression. "Sorry...I sort of lost my train of thought there for a second. Where was I? Right. It shouldn't be hard. We just need to make sure to stray away from floors four and up. We wouldn't want to get those bureaucratic paper-pushers confused for zombies. Well, you guys probably wouldn't."

"So what were the other items on the list, besides the crystal te-" Alyssa began, before she was suddenly interrupted by the ginger sitting a few yards away from her, rebuking her for her driving in the parking lot. Alyssa raised her eyebrow a little bit at the girl's sudden outburst, but, in a moment, her face contorted to one of shock and amazement as she stared passed the ginger, at something unseen in the air. "My god...Do my eyes deceive me? That...That appears to be a Class C Supernatural Apparition...It's so...grotesque and horrifying.....Oh wait, no, false alarm, that's just the ghost of me giving a shit." The detective said as her eyes snapped back into place, making eye contact with the younger rabble-rouser. "Seriously kid, if you're scared of a bike going five miles an hour in a parking lot, I haven't the foggiest clue what you're doing here." And with that, Alyssa turned back to Billy.

"Shit, man, some people, y'know..." Alyssa mumbled, reaching into her jacket and grabbing her small tin flask, her fingers lightly brushing up against the small velvet box also taking up residence in her pocket. The detective pulled it out and took a small sip of the liquor inside it, before continuing. "Anyway, what else is on that li-" Once again, the woman was interrupted, this time by the howl of Agent Green. Hobbs flung her hands up in frustration, violently waving towards the howling werewolf. "Seriously, can someone get this guy a fuckin' Snickers already?! Or, I don't know, a Milk-Bone?! I'm trying to have a conversation here!" After she was done yelling, she took one more small sip from her flask, before pocketing it once again to look at Billy. "Alright, I'm going to ask one more time...What else...is on...that list?"

@KatherinWinter@Flightless_Soul@Silverstein@AnyoneElseInConferenceRoom

@Flightless_Soul@KatherinWinter@Framing A Moose

Ugh! I'm in this room only five minutes, and Skippy the Hobgoblin's ripping my face off... Dude better back the fuck up before I decide to get my rage on and torch his ass!

"Okay, brah! Calm your tits! I was just fuckin' with you!" Helena wasn't in the mood for this shit, and she certainly wasn't in the mood for an imp to get gnarky on her. Annoyed, she brushed the little fucker off her shoulder, resuming to sit there and not give a shit about the meeting. All she was concerned with at this point was lighting up some undead, for stress relief.

The bitchy detective didn't faze her either it seems, and from what she heard from the others, she wasn't well liked either. Good, that makes two of 'em. However, she decided to make a show of rummaging around in her pockets, as though looking for something, only to return to...Alyssa, the bitch's name was, with false sincerity and venemous reproach. "Hmm, now where did I put that? Oh sorry, Aly deary, I can't seem to find a fuck to give. Oh wait! Here's one!" She pulled from her pocket an extended middle finger, a cheshire grin to follow.

Finally, the big guy had enough of their shit and decided to flip his. The look, like a Marine Drill Sergeant about to rip your head off and shit down your neck, the sound, like Ozzy's famous howl in Bark at the Moon being replicated by George Corpsegrinder Fisher. Griffin alone was a bad muthafucka, but Griffin pissed...

Helena quit the bullshit and payed attention this time, less out of respect and more out of not wanting to be the chew toy of Cujo's and Roman Reigns' offspring.

"You want me to what?! Go into this building do some zombie thing?" Still being led by the guards he had reached the building, " I dont want be stuck with some people who , by some chance cause you didnt even tell me, they might have the dagger. No no Honey Boo Boo, I am not doing that." Archie just rolled his eyes, knowing hes pretty much useless when someone who works at the Bureau haa the dagger, and walked into the building."Me, ME, the dark one, being on a team? If this isnt hell I dont know what is.@Flightless_Soul @KatherinWinter @Dealdric@Framing a Moose

Billy

Unfazed and retaining his calm agent-like composure, Billy nonchalantly put his earplugs on and covers his ears throughout the duration of the bloodcurdling howl released by the Burly agent. He knew it was bound to happen and it's only a matter of time before Griffin releases his animal-like nature when feeling unease, I mean it's in the monster manual given to them by the department: don't agitate a werewolf.

@Dealdric
Billy sighed and removes his earpiece after the howl, turning his attention to Cragnut, requesting for a piggyback ride."You sure don't know the meaning of consent, swinging from people to people like that, invading their personal space, climbing on their bodies and whatnot." He scoffs.

"I suppose you could hide in my backpack for the time being. Just don't eat my lunch inside, or else I'll beat you up with my holy bat so hard I swear you'll be making one of your cash grab movies with multiple broken ribs. got it?" Billy said with a threat, coming to a compromise with the thrown out Gremlin.

"Now just stay put while I talk to my partner."Without waiting for a reply, the young boy turns his attention to Hobbs who is clearly intoxicated. *sigh* Somethings never change.

@Framing A Moose
"Would you please stop yelling and waving your arms like that" Billy facepalmed himself and mumbles out his words. Yup, it's the alcohol alright. "Right, I suppose I should give you the rest. If I recall correctly, the items are: Pure silver chains, a vampire blood which two of our agents are already working on, a silver dragon scales, and the crystal tears." He sighed before continuing."Hopeful, we can find these items before the zombie wins or this team implodes, whichever comes first."

@Eviledd1984
"If we're going to take blood from me I should be chained down...." Inka would muse, staying in the shade even though her face was the only thing uncovered. "I never got a chance to look at the list so I don't know."

A howl resonates down the hall. This did three things First it made the people in the room quiet down long enough to listen. Second Phil, who was one room over, to put in a formal request to move his office to somewhere else in the building, he knew about that team forming and that the sounds wasn't going to stop. And third it reminded Ren, who was in there office carving a piece of wood into a small cylinder, about what was so important today.
There office was not that big, at least with the two both in there. Ren didn't need much space but Ashley insisted on Ren having something in there. The sword display, were there sheath is hanging, didn't take much room, but the Chabudai was a bit bigger especially with the book shelf full of mostly history books, Ashley's desk, and The Safe also taking space.
Ashley and Ren were out late looking for supplies for some ritual. It was late when they got back to the office, Ashley sat at her desk and past out soon after. She needed to sleep more so Ren turned off the alarm set at 7:00. "I should probably wake her up" Ren thought aloud, staring over at the mess of hair sprawled out on the desk.