After Action Report #1

Forgive me if I feel once in a while like talking about work... of course I need to leave certain facts intentionally vague, it's for your own protection. Of course my real report is was filed hours ago, and boy there was quite a bit of extra paperwork to file afterwards, as I'm sure you can imagine.

Now I want to correct one thing I said last time, we don't normally execute targets when require with a gun, or bullets, that can be traced, rather we used a expanding gas projected needle made of frozen neuro toxin. we don't need to penetrate deep, just far enough to break the skin and melt into the blood stream to down a target, the toxin is fast neutralizing, normally untraceable in a couple hours.

Of course I could have just lied, I do have an issued .45 caseless hand pistol sitting on my desk.

So anyways, The subject today was a 17 year old male of Korean decent, he had started posting about a close encounter with the Abomination, normally we would chalk him up as a fiction writer and call it good, but he was throwing down ore fact, and less speculation than our normal "slender-blogger" which made him to credible.

We can't have that. Not after the Incident with the late Zeke Strahm. I was dispatched to "Intimidate" or "Eliminate" the target while one of our offsite teams cracked his blog and brought it down. I was knocking on his door about the time he was starting to notice his password stopped working. His father answered the door, I identified myself as being with Homeland Security and that I needed to talk to his son about his internet activities.

The father attempted to attack me, he was an untrained middle aged man half my size, I quickly locked him up and put one needle in him, he was dead before he hit the floor. I then had no choice, I went up stairs, shot the boy,  his brother, his mother, and there dog.

One gas leak and an aerosol can in the microwave later, and we had a convincing, yet tragic house fire.

And his blog with all of his gathered information is gone, purged from the internet. All in a days work of course.

The only problem with having to do this sort of thing, is if he had any serious readership (he didn't) then a killing like that would require secondary eliminations, so we honestly attempt to avoid it at all cost, had the father not decided to "Suicide by cop" the way he did, then we could have simply convinced the boy to post to his blog that he had been writing some well posted fiction, and a family of 4 would not be dead right now.

Either way the mission is complete and the general public is safer having fewer people exposed to the Abomination. I'd call this a good day.

A New Mandate

Life is a funny thing, it seems now that an old foe of mine has been "Semi-Confirmed" as KIA, that I have been reassigned to the detail involved in keep the general public quiet about the nature of what the organization I represent stands for. Why this blog alone is situated so that most "Uninvolved" person's coming across it will not even bat an eye and assume it's another work of fiction, in the fringe phenomenon known as "Slender-blogging"

But enough of that, I can focus on the future later, I should properly introduce myself,  I am, Inquisitor First Class Vergil,  I serve in a regular Monday through Friday job just like any other government employe.

It just so happens that this particular branch of the government is staffed by what the uneducated might call "Proxies" or people who are imbued with a small portion of Supernatural power by what the civilians call "The Slenderman". I am no exception. I am in fact one of my Organization's "Enhanced agents"

Besides enjoying increased strength, speed, agility, I also get the added benefit of a government paycheck, a badge, and access to NSA and Homeland security documents allowing me to perform my duty.

Which is keeping the public safe from the Slenderman, by reducing the amount of public information is out there about it. Often it's as simple as waive a badge, flash a gun, wear dark shades, and throw down some names like "FBI" or "CIA".

Other times it ends with a bullet and setting the house of fire.....

At the end of the day I cash my check, pay my bill like any other upstanding citizen, and take my girl out to the movies on Saturdays...

So you must be wondering, how did I find a job like this? Maybe your wondering how you can score this kind of job?

Well let me tell you how the organization found me. About 5 years, I was a member of our armed services, part of a Ranger division stationed in Afghanistan,  I joined the Military the day I graduated high school, I had been training since the Jr high, to hone my body, to train my mind, to ready myself for the life I wanted.

When September 11th hit I was fresh out of boot camp, and ready to perform justice for my country, but I still had to graduate Ranger School first. After that it was 3 years in Afghanistan, till my last mission there, where I had a close encounter with the Abomination. The team I was a part of, serving as a Sergent, had just finished raiding a series of caves, trying to hunt down and eradicate Taliban leaders hiding in those foothill...

We found a few of them, In pieces, It seems the Abomination found them first, and had torn them apart, as he did to most of my team, I held my ground with 3 others, making a tactical withdraw out of the cave complex, firing into the creature we saw. The young private standing to my right was decapitated by a wildly flailed appendage, the Lieutenant got lost his nerve and shot himself when his last magazine went dry.

I stood alone in the cave, facing the creature down with naught but a fragmentation grenade, something that I have the feeling would only serve to antagonize the creature, and kill me in the process. It did not strike, it offered me a new purpose in life, it gave me my power.

I went almost 6 months in Afghanistan, not telling a soul what happened, the official story was one of the Taliban fighters suicide bombed himself in the enclosed space. I was seen as damn lucky to even be alive... It was expected for the poor Sergent to be a bit "Touched" after something like that, the best thing for a man like that was of course some time back in the world.

It didn't take long for me to be picked up by the Organization, but that's a tale for another day. I got to go scare some kid who just started tweeting his encounter with the Abomination a visit... I think I'll pull the "MIB" angle this time, his history suggests he believes in aliens enough to make it work.