Madness: DxD

Backed by the Eagle

From all my contractors none have been as generous as dear old Uncle Sam. I'm offered pay, information and most importantly of all a guarantee that I'll remain free. There will always be conflicts around the world, and they will always try to send me to fix them, even though I'm a monster hunter by profession.

Even so I chose to stick by its side and I will continue to do so, although lately I've been categorized as a reserve thanks to the Legend of the Night, but even with that in mind I'm still given privileges, and today I'm here to benefit from them.

Lady: (clears throat) Mister Thomas will see you now.

Y/N: That he will.

I need an army in the underworld and the local peasants won't do. If I can get some US soldiers down there then this war will last as long as Venelana does in bed.

(smirk)

Thomas: Y/N? Haven't seen you in two years. Come in, sit down. Want a drink?

Y/N: Thomas, they don't allow beverages in here.

Thomas: Good to see you haven't changed. Now, you're here about the underworld or the A.A.L.N.?

Y/N: Both.

Thomas: Alright, let's start with the Agency against you. I'm afraid what I know is rather limited, this really isn't our area of expertise. The federal bureau has found and raided several of their bases, now what they found was strange to say the least.

Y/N: Damned, should've told me to take care of it.  Those morons must've trampled all over the evidence. They at least find anything?

You worry too much. It's not like you will actually win against them.

Thomas: Plenty, unfortunately it's hush, hush.

Y/N: Are you serious? These guys are hunting me and you're telling me it's hush, hush?

Thomas: The evidence hasn't been fully analyzed yet. The only piece of information I know is that they have a base in Alaska. They say it's one of the biggest they have, filled with guns, dollars and a bunch of fucked up experiments.

Y/N: How did these morons build all these bases right under your noses?

Thomas: That's simple, magic.

The leader is especially an expert in this domain. Could wipe humanity off the face of the earth with little effort.

Y/N: Of course. What about my request?

Thomas: We had a heated debate with Bush. Things didn't go well.

Y/N: Thomas, you promised me fourteen divisions.

Thomas: You'll get twelve. Sorry, the republicans have us by the balls. Not to mention our intervention in Yemen.

Y/N: Any armored divisions? Aircrafts? Ships?

Thomas: I have a file somewhere around here detailing all the equipment you're getting. Damn it, I can't find it. Whatever, I'll send it to your address later. There is some good news.

Y/N: Let me guess, you're holding a wedding again.

Thomas: Not even close.

I bet he will in a couple of months. Wonder from where she will be next.

Y/N: You retiring?

Thomas: Australia, Denmark, Benelux, Romania and The British are providing military assistance.