long ago during a time long past a knight known as y/n was banished to hell for taking part of the crusades during the 11th century and later becomes a higher power in hell has become interested in the happy hotel.
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A black helicopter flys throughout the air to a isolated location in the cover of night.
A group of men dressed head to toe in black tactical gear sit in silence distracting themselves with whatever they have.
"Get ready guys we're about to land in the lz!" The pilot shouts to the team. The team put away what they have and look out the helicopter window to see Thier destination.
A huge facility is seen with snow covering the mountains and ground surrounding the area.
"This is arch 1 to silver city Getting permission to land over." The pilot asks through his set piece." This is silver city to arch 1 permission granted over.
The pilot descends down to the hela pad on the surface landing successfully on the ground. The side door opens and the team gets out one by one reveling red crosses stitched to Thier body armor backs.
They walk across the the compound carrying body bags and what look like military grade cases with them.
Thunder is heard across the facility as the team walks into the entrance of the building being stopped by security along the way.
Stop! All weapons must be secure up front before entering the facility ahead. The balding security guard says holding his hand up.
They all nod Thier heads and start stripping themselves of their guns and combat knives and hand them to the front desk before proceeding.
The walls were made up of cement and reinforced with steel beams that held up the entire entrance. Pillers are on each side of the holding up the 50ft tall roof with a huge cross made out of glass on top of everyone's head. The team splits up with one going towards the south wing while the other walked into the elevator pressing the the button for the top floor.
The elevator ride is short within arriving at the top in a minute. The leader of the group takes the lead. He's a middle aged man standing about 5'7 with dark brown hair, the other to his left is a man in his early twenties with a long blonde hair that's in a ponytail. The last is a girl around the same age of the blonde man on the left, but with a pixie cut with a piercing on her nose.
They walk through a sea of computer screens with both men and women working at thier stations. The room is what can be described as a command center with barrels of Data coming in from all over the world. Some look as if they haven't slept in days and are only awake by caffeine. Others look as if they are about to go asleep but don't because they know if they do they'll miss something important.
"Sir Thier is nothing confirming that-"
"Miss it was probably just an illusion-."
"FOR THE LAST TIME! This isn't that kind of line!"
So yeah everyone was on edge."Geez you think with what happened today they let everyone take a break or something."
"That's exactly why the haven't let anyone take a break! You know how long it's been since a true been on earth!"
"Dutch, Torres quite! We're here." The commander yells both of his subordinates quickly shutting them up.
The commander opens the wooden doors reviling a luxurious room.
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The group entires the room. On either side is shelves filled with mystic religious relics and treasures. On the left is what a relic called The Spear Of Destiny secured in a glass case while on the far right is a full set of original crusader armor with the initials a yellow cross carved into the chest.
In the middle of all of the relics sat a old man with a scare over his face wearing robes with a golden cross strapped around his neck with a emotionless look plastered on his face.
The commander stops a few feet from the imposing man with the now named Dutch and Torres right behind him setting down Thier cases.
"I trust those fools at D.H.O.R.KS. have been dealt with commander weller."
"Completely obliterated with almost no survivers just as ordered." The commander replies.
" What of the footage recorded of the event?"
"All evidence and footage have been erased." Commander Weller gose into one of front pockets." Except this piece of footage stored on this hard drive."
"Play it"
The commander nods and plugs in the hard drive into the port of the computer. The screen behide the old man turns on and starts playing the events of the evening.
After the footage stops with the image of stoles frozen on the screen the old man turns back around and looks at the group.
"So it's finally confirmed. A Demon has once again have entered our world." The man grabs his cross." God help us. He wipers.
"And not just not any demon but the spawn of Andras." Torres says.
The old man gets up from his seat and turns to look at Torres slamming his fist in the process. He stares directly into her eyes which causes her to flinch." You are never to speak that name in THIS place!" He shouts at the end.
Torres quickly bows and a" I'm sorry sir!" Torres quickly replies The man seats himself before saying all is forgiven.
The group says quite for a moment before commander Weller speaks up." Sir should we ask the church for assistance?" He asks
"No, no stoles might be powerful." Father turns his seat to face the screen." But he's not as powerful as his father was, we should be able to take care of him without the churches help. Tell them what we've discovered but Tell them that we will have the situation delta with."
"Yes sir!"
Weller and his team turn and start to head out the door.
"And commander what of the female agent Body." Father asks still facing the screen looking right at stoles face with two cowering agents in the background." She's in the Morge being analyze for dark magic. He responds
"Good, goodbye then."
Weller shuts the door to the room and heads to the elevator. Back in the room the father continues to stare at the frozen image running his Three fingers across his scares.
After a minute he turns his attention to the suit of armor display in the glass case.
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"We must deal with this before you can return old friend please be patient." _________________________________________
