Army of the Damned

VOLUME 15 Chapter 1

As they began to walk to the Embassy. The Elves with open hands touched their chest, specifically where the crown of the Mother Tree was and the 5 twinkling stars above it. Martinez and Angelica followed the General inside the Embassy where they were greeted by an all Elven Staff. The soldiers saluted while the ones in civilian duty bowed their heads. "Thank you for the warm reception. Please, carry on your duties right after I am settled here." Hearing the deep and softening tone of Jackson's voice, the soldiers shouted with a quick "Yes sir!"

"General, I'll lead the way to your room and office."

"No need for the office. Me and my retinue have our own plans."

"But sir, it's already prepared."

"I beg your forgiveness, General Martinez. But me and my colleagues have plans set up that would mean that we'd not be here for long."

"Is that so? Well sir, at least rest in the room. I'm sure you've had a long flight." Jackson nods as he and the girls are led to the inner sanctum of the Embassy. With gray carpets and CCTVs on every hallway. Not a single area wasn't heavily watched or guarded.

"General Jackson, as the Diplomat and representative of Earth's Mankind. I hope you'll do well in keeping your desires to yourself." Jackson's eyes propped up as Angelica brushed her shoulder to his arm, getting his full blown attention. "If an Elf were to ever rest his hand on your right shoulder, that's akin to a hug to them. Be sure to return the gesture properly."

He could only nod as they were bought on the second floor where the hallway could overlook the helipad and the Blackhawk parked on it. "Sir, it should be here." Martinez swipes the keycard next to the door and hands it to Jackson with four extras. "Meal time is seven, twelve, and six, sir and the telephone is connected straight to the Embassy staff and has a hotline to the Airbase if you need any requests, sir." With a nod, Jackson pats Martinez' shoulder and he steps aside, gesturing for the women to go in first.

Alana and Elizabeth both elegantly lifted the sides of their skirt and bowed. Walking in all prim and proper while Bahamut rushed to the fridge, opening it and opening a can of coke. This prompt attracted the ire of the Vampire Queen, softly punching the back of the Dragon. "Ack!" She then leans her head next to the Dragon, staring right into her eyes. "Oy, Dragon. Manners." On the floor next to the two large beds where there personal baggage, already delivered and settled in the place.

The General just shrugged his head and smiled. "I'll take care of the rest. Thank you again, both of you." closing the door. He turned to their room.

Elizabeth was the first to start looking around. Her main prosit, being the flat screen TV. She took the remote and turned it on. Quickly browsing the media where she sees there's a bunch of Korean Soap Operas from the early 2000s to the late 2030s in it. She had the biggest smile he had seen in a long while. "My! Such treasures! My Lord, please prepare my belongings. I shall browse through this fine selection first!" Jackson on the other hand was already looking around, nodding at the large open room they were given. It was modern and full of all the amenities you could find in a suite. A large cabinet with multiple specific spaces for shirts, trousers, underwear, and coats. Another shelf for the women, specifically having hangers for their gowns.

With a powerful temperature control, automatic lights, electronic toilet and sinks, it even had a fully stocked kitchen with blood bags ready for the Vampires to drink. Alongside it were meat for the Dragon, with some already ripped open and the meat taken. All the while, the man couldn't help but sniff in the air. Being reminded of the many hotels he had been in back on Earth.

The countless business nights spent in laptops and doing paperworks in foreign nations. He had a calmed expression which was broken by Alana scolding Bahamut. Who immediately went for a second round of meat stored in the fridge. "Goodness by the God of Emotions! Do that later, Bahamut! Help us unpack everything!" she shrugs, ignoring the Countess but gets stopped as she grabs the collar of her business blouse.