Corporate Woman

Field Notes - BT
  • not really sure how I got to Detroit, but woke up at Fight Club…seriously….
  • freaks were running it and it was literally fight to the death via the elementary game 4 squares
  • beat ass, not happy about the situation, these things are crazy and homicidal
  • got dumped back in a …dungeon I guess…in there for a minute then Mr. Smooth walks up and hands us (some red head chic) “magic” water
  • red head drinks it…seriously … nope, waited for this guy to come into the cage to try and escape, he didn’t, but used some sort of bullshit mind control to get me to drink the water…bullshit
  • Mr. Smooth says backup is coming, magic water heals Red and I. This is fucked up.
  • get taken back up to Fight Club and there’s just red and I … we’re meant to fight it out
  • Mr. Smooth steps in and hell breaks out as his “backup” has arrived, more monsters or freaks or whatever
  • fighting comes to a quick halt when another Mr. Smooth…this one pretty hot, comes in and puts a stop to things… Mr. Hot beats some guy called the “Invisible Prince” and things wind down
  • Mr. Hot escorts Red and I outta Fight Club, we run into that bitch from early that was running the ring, I fill her with incendiary rounds … seriously…these people have incendiary rounds? WTF also…fucking awesome…
  • Mr. Hot takes us to some fancy building and on the way lays some bullshit on us…we’re supposed to believe this crap and join some corporation…I call his bluff
  • Mr. Hot bites me…not really sure what that’s about, but damn it feels good, and pretty sure he drank blood. Wut. Oh well…life goal= get bit again…then he superman’s me up to the sky….like seriously just straight up…ok… Mr. Hot = Superman….alright Superman, whatever you say…as long as I can see you in (or out of) some tights
  • back at the Corporation we talk to Mr. Fly…old humorless dude says he’s a demon…whatever, hot guy with wings who can fly = hot in my book, goal = get Mr. Fly to fly me
  • we meet Mr. Ark (why are all these fucking dudes hot as fuck!?!?)…Thinking I made the right decision by signing on and putting frat stipulation in the contract…HA, great forsight Bek, nicely done!
  • put on our werewolf suits…Ms. Alpha shows us the ropes on a hunt…pretty sure I’m hallucinating now as a result of the previously taken “magic water”…pretty badass hallucination but hallucination all the same….yep, we turn into wolves, I’ve gone completely insane….fuck it, may as well enjoy being crazy
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Journal 01

I. Can. Not. Fucking. Believe. It. Magic, vampires, werewolves, and other shit that goes “bump” in the night are fucking real. Seriously?! In spite of the evidence in front of me, I’m more than half hoping that I’m hallucinating all of this. Maybe it’s a dream. I really don’t want to blame that amazingly weird water, if it was filled with drugs and shit that are messing us up then that means that we’re still in that fucking fight club bullshit. If I’m not dreaming then that means that I just made a deal with the goddamned Devil himself. (Sorry, mom.) Though he prefers to be called Armanstead, apparently.

I’m getting ahead of myself. Before all that some sickos abducted me out of my own bed. I live in a shit neighborhood so I’m not sure I should be too surprised by that, mainly I’m surprised by who did the abducting. I’d expect some bullshit like that from the Saint, but from some damned vamps that don’t know me from Adam! What the fuck. How’d they even know about me? Whatever. Regardless of how they knew (I’m sure I’ll figure out more about that as I learn more about the supes), what they did, what they made us do, is what really sticks in my throat. It got real fucking bloody.

Maybe these new nightmares will replace the old ones.

Thankfully? Bek, or Beks, or whatever the fuck she wants to be called (she’s real friendly), and I were rescued by this group of supes that call themselves Maelstrom. Saving us was just a “bonus”, I’m assuming they were there for the vamps’ “Invisible Prince”, put a stop to his excesses or whatever. The Prince overpowered them quick like. They say he’s real old, and I’m getting the distinct impression that there’s a direct correlation between age and power, ‘cause Constantine swooped in and put a stop to the Prince like he was nothing. Apparently he’s older than Methuselah. …Fuck. I wonder if there really is a Methuseleh. I wonder if he was a vampire.

Anyway, the rest is history. He recruited us for “the Corporation” (God. I’m using a fuck to of quotation marks) and, after a justifiable amount of disbelief I think, took us to meet Noah. That Noah. …I’m really not sure if the Catholic church is wasting their goddamn time or if they should feel fucking justified, all this weird mystical bullshit is legit to a certain extent. From what Armenstead said, angels are real and they work for the “God-machine”. Not exactly what my confirmation classes taught me.

Noah seemed excited to meet us, seems this Union project has been a pet project of his. He just needed to find people of the correct bloodline. People with all of the supe types in their blood, specifically two generations back. Seems Beks and I meet the criteria. I didn’t know any of my grandparents, but damn! They had some secrets. According to Noah we should be able to take the different supernatural types on and off like suits.

Now
- There are three of us so far in our team, Beks and myself as field agents and Prescott is our office agent.
- We’ve tried on our first “suit” and gone hunting as werewolves with Misha, the leader of Maelstrom.
- Beks and I are headed to Chicago to recruit a mage named Jean Vinova for our team.

In Future
- I will be working with the Invisible Prince, as his “Herald”, to unite and manage the supes in Detroit.

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Journal 02

We got to Chicago to recruit the mage, Jean. Had to jump through a few hoops to get him to sign up, but all in all it went a hell of a lot better then it could have done. In the process I learned that Jean’s “powers” are fucking effective (what with his using god damned Cerberus to guard his apartment and his “essence” charged gum, among other things); we all hate bullies; human meat is disturbingly delicious, seriously, fuck me; and the man looks doable even in Hello Kitty pants. I am very satisfied with our first recruit.

Thought we’d be headed back to Detroit immediately, but looks like we’re stuck here for a day or two. Constantine was waiting at the jet, helicopter, thing, when we got there. He had another gig for us, and the Invisible Prince in tow. Guess we were supposed to bring him with us, I didn’t realize. Whoops. Happy to have him along really. He’s a scary fuck, but he’s our scary fuck. For the time being anyway… he doesn’t seem like a team player. At all. He can suck my blood anytime though, I’ll happily “sacrifice” myself for the sake of the team for that. That was fucking orgasmic.

Made a deal with the vampire “Prince” of Chicago (this particular prince is a lady …vamps are weird, guess they’re big in to titles or some shit). We take care of problem they’ve got with a metric fuck ton of feral vamps and she releases her “Sheriff” from his debt of honor. He seems like an alright one, trying to get him to come to our side when this business with the ferals is all done. Constantine’s been letting us do all the talking through all this. He doesn’t want us to just be figureheads in Detroit so I can understand why, but fuck. We’re still acclimating to this bullshit “monters that go bump in the night” fuckery. He’s definitely taking a big risk with us. Not sure if he’s a gambler or if he’s just that bored.

Either way, we’re not dead yet and the city is still in one piece, for now, I’ll call that a win and not sweat about things that haven’t happened yet. Prescott got us these sweet hotel rooms and I am too damn tired to waste them worrying about tomorrow.

I wonder if I’ll have time to call Ben before we leave…

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Field Notes 2 - BT
  • en route to Chicago to see the mage, got to fly my jetopter / vertibird…whatever…fucking awesome, worth the contract…
  • got pizza and beer to greet the mage, got to his place and smelled blood, mage didn’t answer door so we broke in to help
  • got grappled by Cerberus electric cords, I got loose but got hit in the head and blacked out
  • mage woke up and realized we were trapped, Cerberus was his pet, mage let us down, we ate pizza and chatted, asked him to join and gave him some minor info
  • while taking with mage he got call, his ghoul buddy, some kid, got kidnapped by other mages
  • turns out Jean is some “banished” that other mages don’t like, whatever, he can make essence gum he’s on the team
  • we agree to help his ghoul friend and go see the other mages, we fight them, I eat part of one of them, we kill the others
  • we leave and Constantine shows up, we make mage boy wait on us while we visit the vamp Prince of Chicago…guess we’re trying to recruit her sheriff?
  • we tell Chicago Prince we’ll get rid of her feral problems for the sheriff’s release from his honor oath or whatever, she agrees
  • we have convo with sheriff and then leave the bar
  • we decide to approach the sewer the following night and headed to a Hotel a few hours before sun up
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Field Notes 3 - BT
  • zombie vamps jumped us at the hotel, don’t remember much…busted a wall and ate part of one…Jean called it The Rage and said forgetting was normal, seems Red remembers though so if she can I can…
  • Nathaniel, the sheriff’s kid, helped us, at least that’s what Jean said, I don’t remember that part either
  • woke from “the rage” to have Mr. Invisible holding me down…guess he stopped me from going ape shit…thanks but don’t fucking touch me
  • had to hide the evidence I suggested a fire and Red and Jean looked at me like I was crazy, Red called Prescott and he suggested an explosion…cause that’s a better idea, whatever
  • vamp kid made it easy and gave me a grenade…been awhile since I held one, forgot I liked it
  • went to vamp kid’s house vault or whatever to spend the day, asked the kid not to eat our “dead wolf” forms since we’re helping his dad, he seems to be on board
  • Jean pulled in some spirit for us to talk to and mentioned a totem…why the Fuck everyone thinks we know what all this were hit is, seriously is beyond me…I hate being treated like the newbie but fuck, how do they think I have a Goddam clue what’s going on
  • after rest went to ihop, Mr. Invisible showed himself to Jean and we all talked tactics for the feral fight
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Journal 03

Such a goddamned waste of such a nice hotel. Wish we could have actually slept there instead of setting the place on fire, if not for the fucking Ferals. Though it seems that they could have just been drawn to us as the new “supe” blood in town it seems like too much of a coincidence. We make a bargain with the Prince of Chicago to take care of her problem and that very night we’re fucking attacked? Problem is, I don’t know who to be suspicious of. Can’t have been Prescott, too much of a boy scout I think, in spite of being a “ghoul” or whatever. Don’t think it was Nathaniel either. He took us to his safe house which apparently means something. If he can trust us with something so important it’s only right that we trust him in kind. Wouldn’t be surprised if he jumps ship with the Sheriff once this is all done.

We had a load of conversations, with Jean, with Nathaniel, even with the Prince, all of which were more Illuminating for Beks and I than they were for anyone else. I really need to get Prescott to upload the Tablet with “Supes 101” or something, there’s still so fucking much that we don’t know and the absolutely ass-tastic part is that we’re expected to, somehow, miraculously, just know. I hate that.

What we do know, is that there’s some old vamp controlling the ferals, “revenants” that were turned into vamps- excuse me, “embraced as kindred” (better get it fucking right, don’t want to piss off the Prince since he’s no longer under Constantine’s influence) post-mortem. There’s also some kind of “magic” artifact affecting them, so we know the damn necromancer vamp has got to have some contacts in other “supe” circles. Weird since it seems they usually don’t play well with others.

Jean summoned a wolf spirit ‘cause he wanted to know more about Beks and I (thank god it’s not just me feeling like they’re in the dark about shit). What this spirit, a Lune, told him is that we’re not normal. No shit. He thinks we should perform some ritual that will make it so we can pass as “normal”. Ha. The whole concept of a “normal” werewolf strikes me as extremely ironic.

Benjamin didn’t answer his phone. Trying not to worry about it, not the first time he hasn’t. Maybe he has a woman over. That’s better than him becoming another casualty of my asshole father, anyway.

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Field Notes 4 - BT
  • finished our pancakes and brainstormed over the sewer feral fight, not really many options, Jean is going to destroy the artifact and we’re going to hold off the zombie vamp
  • head down to the sewers and getting pulled into neverland by Prince (do I have to call him that…seriously…all I can think of is the artist formerly known as…) Price leads us to the artifact which is some kind of alter thing with a guy strapped to it, not sure if the guy is the artifact or the alter is, either way whatever Jean can handle it
  • murdering the zombie vamps was a great time, pretty sad we had to wrap it up when Jean finished up with the artifact
  • we had Jean teleport the guy on the alter and the guard Brutus outta the sewer, we left the Prince to clean up…lucky bastard, I should’ve stayed….
  • alter boy, Camden, turned out to be a vamp and a pretty old one who appears to have a few secrets, one of which is that he’s a diablorist…interesting although honestly I don’t care, he’s clearly a bad ass welcome to the team
  • we also talked with Brutus who is supposedly a Titan artificer…who has the conversation ability of a 3rd grader, I’ll pass on this one
  • Red apparently likes Brutus and isn’t fond of Camden, great, we gonna clash on everything? ugh. we finally agree to have Brutus be a housed at the Corporation, he’ll be on the “team” just working from home so to speak, which is fine by me…means he gets helped which seems to be what Red is after for him, he’s helpful to us with crafting and I don’t have to deal with the stuttering uncomfortableness, whew slow people make me uncomfortable
  • we called Nathaniel to let him know the job was done, he provided an escort for us to and from the Chicago Prince, our “driver” Brandon humored me, hope he makes it to Detroit ok wouldn’t mind seeing him around
  • anyway, we tell the Prince our part is done and she released Samurai for her part, obvs that she’s pissed since LITERALLY the moment we’re outside the ferals are on us…come on bitch you’re pretty fucking obvious don’t ya think? what. a. fucking. bitch. Yeah, mental note scank…I’ll be back for you.
  • got us and the jet back to Detroit, got looked over by Noah…apparently we “fell asleep” during the examination… yeah fucking right. Not buying what you’re selling friend…I signed up for it and shit though so I don’t need to packaged, just get it done
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Journal 04

First mission down and our team has already doubled in size. Guess it’s a damn good thing that the Corporation didn’t set any limits to the size or format of our team (which still needs a name, shit.) since it looks like we’ll be collecting them like stray kittens. I don’t know what Beks has against Brontes, seems like he’ll be fucking useful who cares if he can’t string more than two words together. You’d think I’d be used to meeting characters from ancient history and folklore by now, the people themselves are pretty fucking nonchalant about it, assholes.

I think having Jean join the team is going to be our saving grace. He might be regretting the decision already, though, as he’s the one voice of reason (aside from Prescott) that we’ve got. I know Beks is reckless. I suspect Camden might be a loose cannon himself. I hate to admit that I’m more excited by the prospect of all the trouble they’re going to get us into than I am exhausted. Fuck …I need to be committed. Or I need a good ol’ humie sparring match with Liv so she can knock my head on straight. Hell.

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Field Notes 5 - BT
  • Night watch guys finally got in from Chicago…seems like they’re on board with assuming their roles as “the watch” for us and Takashi is on board with being our Sheriff…excellent, that went well…aside from the whole pissing off a Prince thing
  • got our Totem summoned, it’s a spirit of growth and is equal parts creepy and neat, not really sure how it’s gonna work out, but having it made me more badass so can’t go wrong, right?
  • Noah pulled us in to take a break from our suits, something about our souls needing a rest, I found that pretty ironic actually, but whatever, you’re the boss
  • after Red and I are in our human suits we go our separate ways…we’ve got 2 days of down time, I intended to make the most of them maybe flying back to visit Perrin or doing some sky diving, but got a call from Gabe, he and Conor are going to be stateside doing a security job and they’re one man short, scrapping sky diving plans, obvs helping my bro, haven’t seen either of them in, fuck me, in four years…I seriously hadn’t realized it’d been that long
  • turns out the security gig was for Red and her family…her guy Ben had somebody die so we’re going in to protect them during the visitation, think I’ll wait and surprise her…maybe that’ll take her mind off heavier shit for a bit
  • during the services an Asshole ventrue vamp showed up, claimed he was an elder and then said the elders were pissed, he did some mind job crap and had us all frozen…seriously this human suit…couldn’t have been at a worse time
  • Ventrue asshat puts a round into Ben, puts Gabe on his back and then sinks one into Conor too
  • Asshole has me and Red frozen, can’t do anything but watch
  • “You can watch them die slowly (he motions to Conor and Ben), but him (nodding to Gabe) him I’m going to kill now.”
  • I guess I could’ve closed my eyes, but that didn’t seem right…and I needed Asshole’s face burned into my memory. I’m going to find you.
  • Asshole goes to take care of Gabe, but Gabe snaps and lurches out faster than I’ve seen him move before, he rips the gun outta the Vamps hand and puts the barrel to his chin and fires, sending the few brain cells Asshole has out his ears
  • at that point, while shit is going crazy some mage chic walks in and undoes the mind job the Asshole has on Red and I, we come out of it and rush to Ben and Conor
  • Mage chic also heals the boys, yep, welcome to the team hunny
  • we get back to the Jetoppter, I call Perrin on my way to Corporate, I’m having him meet up there so he doesn’t get killed, I’m not sure how long this Asshole’s reach is, but I’m not taking chances…I seriously have to focus on flying….all I can see is the bullet blooming red on his chest and then picking him up and pushing him to the ground…I can’t help but glance back a few times and catch him in my vision
  • we get to Corporate and Armanstead is waiting, there’s some talk and debate, it boils down to the God machine is coming for Gabe now, he needs to be “bonded” to another ground or he’ll be some kind of yes man for them…hell. no. pack up brother.
  • Armenstead also convinces us to let him take care of the other boys, I’m pretty fucking sceptical, it’s one thing to trust someone with my life…it’s something else entirely to trust someone with Gabe or Conor’s life, but I don’t really have a choice, I make the decision in my head that if this goes South I know I’m finished because I’ll take the Corporation with me, ….. but Armenstead returns them, changed, better more survivable than they were, hell he even gave Red’s Ben immortality and I’m thinking that boy got the better end of the deal, sure as fuck hope he appreciates it
  • Perrin adjusted really quick, looks like he’ll be working with Gage…honestly he’ll probably fit in better at the Corporation than I will, and I’m glad for that, I missed having him around and getting to have someone to do stupid shit with…it’s been a minute since I went sky diving ya know
  • Gabe took off for the night and then the boys plan on shacking at my place until they can get situated in their new apartment rooms or whatever in the Corporate building
  • Conor is acting pretty off…he did get shot and all so I understand, he’s just a lot different in person than he’s been over the phone the last couple of years
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Journal 05

I’ve gotten Ben in to some shit before but this really takes the cake. Part of me wishes that I hadn’t gone to Boston, dragged him in to it, but I think he was involved the minute I called him. Can’t figure out how else those “elder” fuckers would’ve found him. Need to talk with Beks and see how she contacted her boys, and if they’re the only ones, to be sure.

If that is the case, that they tracked him via the phone call, then I guess that it’s a good thing that we were all there together. Not that I fucking helped much. Luckily Beks brother suped out and blew the bastards brain half off…  and Lydia showed up in the timliest fashion, saved Conor and Ben. God. I’ve been trying to block that moment out. The worst fucking time to be a god damned human. Useless. Beks at least was able to get us all out of there, but what the fuck could I do but stand there. Frozen, when the only person I really care about was bleeding out. Shit. And me a god damned fucking doctor.

I don’t know if he’ll ever forgive me for getting him in to this mess. Hell, I don’t even know if I’ll forgive me for that. But, I missed him. God, I missed him. Only thing I ever regretted about leaving the family was not fighting harder for Ben. I’m selfishly grateful just to have him here in Detroit, though now he’ll never see the sun again. I wonder if he realizes…

I owe Armentsead a big fat fucking apology, but I don’t think he’ll take it. I’ll just have to do what I can to show him- to show all the Founders that they didn’t fuck up with us.

On the business side of things, we’ve finally come up with a team name. Recruited a Totem (thanks, Jean). Takashi has agreed to be our Sherriff and the rest of the “night watch” has agreed to resume their duties here but as “the Watch”. Braden is going to be one of our Masters of Elysium (God, these supes are fond of their titles) and Nathaniel has requested to be a second. I think it’s a good idea, but need to discuss it with Beks.

Also, note to self, I am never ever trying to talk the Prince when I am human ever again. I nearly shit myself.

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