MCCP Headquarters

Secluded away within Earth, the The Mythological Creature Containment Program Headquarters (M.C.C.P HQ for short) is an mostly underground labyrinth of corridors, research labs, armouries and prison cells. The exact size of the location is unknown to most people, even extending to some of the staff who operate within the compound. (This description can be updated/expanded upon)

Exiled
"So... Let's get this straight before I up and burn this forest down, we've spent the better part of the past few years fighting for our fucking country - or rather, planet. And our reward after all of that shit was to get exiled to a fucking rock." Drake speaks through gritted teeth, tensing up his arm before slamming it into the tree, indenting it.

"For once, I'd love to tell you that you're wrong but sadly you're speaking the truth." Daikeim responds, a minute tone of agitation. "But they probably have a reason behind their actions, they usually do. But for now we need to focus instead of taking our aggression out on the trees."

"Oh fuck off, let me have this." Drake retorts, taking said aggression out on the trees. "And why are you so calm during this? I'm not the only one who got exiled, hell, it's worse for you too."

"I can keep my composure and can plan ahead, unlike someone I know, Drake." Daikeim sighs and looks deeper into the forest. "Are you done punching wood? We need to get going." He says before walking ahead regardless.

Drake just narrows his eyes before groaning, following aside. "Well at least I get my aggression out on something that isn't you, Daikeim... But yeah, I'm done, so the plan?"

"Simple: We hopefully find some form of life that's able to understand us and get an idea of where we are, then we go from there."

The two delve deeper into the forests, attempting to get used to everything around here before they eventually coming across something - or someone.

The two come across a man with short dirty blonde hair wearing some black leather-looking attire and is singing while sitting in a beach lounge chair.

"I'll neverrrrr fergeeeet her puurrrrr-ty faaaaace. I recon' she weeent out to-o-o spaaaaaace."

The man turns and look at Drake and Daikeim.

"Yeayea, Aih know i'sa corney sowng. But it oneadem' sowngs ya' sang and ya' jus' can't help but sang it."

The two come to their stops and just blankly looks at the man, dumbfounded and already lost for words. Daikeim turns his head towards Drake, who only responds with a shrug. Daikeim looks back at the man and attempts to speak to him, but to the man - can only hear gibberish.

The man blinks for a moment in confusion. He then sticks his pinky in his ear, takes it out, looks at it, and sees no wax.

"Huh...Hol'up Hol'up Hol'up."

The man stands to his feet, revealing him to be taller than both Drake and Daikeim by a head or two.

"You's mus' be dem' reeeeel fo'weners. Y'all miiiight have ta' take it slow a tad 'bit."

Drake eventually sighs and clasps his hands together, a faint glow emanates from his palms - he then proceeds to place his hand on himself and Daikeim's shoulder, after a moment of silence, Drake looks at the man.

"Ok this should work... So, you tall bastard, do you know where exactly we are?"

The man looks around the misty woods

"Da fores' I recon'.

"...That's not what I meant." Drake replies, already annoyed.

Before Drake can do anything brash, Daikeim speaks up. "What my friend is trying to say is that we're... Lost to say the least, we need to know where we are - planet wise. Understand?"

"Ooooooh, so yer' dem extra-fo'wenahs, huh? Well, y'all 'er on da' thurd' planit frum da' Sun. Urth.'

"Earth... Alright, so I guess this place gets a lot of attention from outsiders too?"

"No, not really. It is jus' a fores'.

At this point Drake's blood is already boiling. "He means on this planet you thick-accented fuck!"

The only thing Daikeim can do is just widen his eyes and look at his hot-headed friend.

"Ar'-Ar' yu' dissin' de acksent?"

"Yes, I am. Maybe I could give you a little rune that'd help you speak clearer so you don't sound like such a bit--"

Before Drake can say anything else, Daikeim grasps his hand over his mouth, muffling Drake's voice for just a moment to ask the man something.

"Drake can you just drop this for the time being? We're not in the best of situations here... Look, can you just tell us where the nearest town, city or populated location is?"

The man narrows his eyes some.

"Imma 'fraid a' can't let sum' extraturestries waltzin' aroun' da' place like dey people. You two a' gonna haf' ta' see my bouss ovah' dat mattah. Dat's one place I can take ya'."

While initially shocked by what the man says, Daikeim uncovers Drake's mouth. "That... Doesn't imply help, that implies capture."

"I fucking knew it!" With one quick slide, Drake unholsters a matever style handgun from his side and aims directly at the mans forehead. "I am going to give tell you what you're going to do - you're going to get up from your chair, you're going to look at us and apologise for making such a crappy threat. Then you're going to open your mouth so that I can RAM MY FIST SO FAR DOWN IT THAT I COULD USE YOU AS A FUCKING GLOVE!"

The moment Drake draws his handgun, it disappears and the man is now holding and examining it. He then tosses it over to Daikeim.

"Yu' seem to be moe' level hedid'.And I ain't speakin' 'bout capturin' no body. Just seein' whatch'all deel is."

"Daikeim I'm gonna skin the fucker and not even you will be able to stop me in a minute..." Drake growls as he snatches back his weapon, keeping it in his hand.

"I know I know." Daikeim says, sighing. "Well, sir. We just want directions, is that so hard to give?"

"Isit so hard for y'all to come wit' me? I  ain't tryin' to put y'all in n cage. We jus' wanna check y'all out before we's letcha' go 'round and about ouwa beautifully chaotic world."

The two fall silent and eventually look at each other, with seemingly no other logical choice besides leaving. They nod to one another and turn back to the man. "Fine, we'll follow along - but if you try anything, you WILL be a paste by the time we're done." Drake hisses.

"No need fo' da' threts'. Safdey' firs' as allways. Follow me.'

The man begins to walk in the opposite direction.

Daikeim notices Drake leaning towards him, whispering. "If everyone we meet speaks like that then don't blame me for a genocide."

"Noted." Daikeim responds dryly.

''The three walk into the misty forest and soon they notice it's becoming more and more misty. Becoming more of a fog.''

"So where exactly are we going?" Daikeim asks.

"Come wit' me, and yull see."

They soon enter a clearing where multiple armored vehicles, flying crafts, and balcony levels can be seen. Multiple people wearing black and white armor are all that can be seen as they work. The atmoshpere feels dull despite all the activity going on around and above them. To the sides, they see various creatures being kept behind in some sort of holding cell. The look like there should be windows but it doesn't reflect any light. Some of the creatures look reptilian, some humanoid, others are unknown.

"A wirld of pur' contamination. Livin' heeeer'  yu'll see. Dis' ain't de plase yu wan' ta beeeee. But not in yu guy's case dough. Y'all two shood be fine."

Drake notices Daikeim slightly tensing up and decides to speak. "Y'know... Taking us to a city would've been fine..."

"I's tol' y'all. Ya' can't be goin' around jus' yet until we run a few tes' and y'all tell us a few thangs. Uder then that, we'll let ya' go an' I can show ya' de neeres' town."

"We should've just walked the other fucking way." Drake mutters under his breath.

Daikeim sighs and closes his eyes, faintly, Drake can hear his voice. ''I know, this doesn't seem all too well. Just keep that gun in your hand just in case...''

The man takes them toward a beam of light shining upward

"Threw heer yu two.'"

The two follow suit, going through said beam.

The two instantly get shot up through the facility until they get shot right and then abruptly stop in front of two clear double doors.

"Well, lead the way then." Drake suggests - Daikeim steps forward and opens the double doors. "Just remember not to lose your shit." Daikeim responds.

''Once Drake and Daikeim walk in, they see several people wearing white garments, who soon turn to look at them. The room is silent as they look at them like statues.''

The two remain silent as they continue to walk through, Drake glancing at the members of the facility.

The man comes through the clear double doors.

"Don' worray, don' worray. Dey wit' me."

The white coats begin to slowly resume their original duties.

"'Ey, I need wunna y'all to runa quick fizakle on dees gais."

Four of the white coats approach the two.

"Ok, we need you both to strip."

"Except for your underwear."

"Yea, except for your underwear. One you do so, rest on these tables."

They motion to two clear slabs floating in mid-air.

"Excuse me, what? For what fucking reason?"

"Well to take samples of your skin, hair, blood, aaaannnnd..."

"Urine."

"Yeeeaaaaa that too..."

"If you're capable though."

Drake turns his head towards Daikeim, who only shrugs in response before turning to the scientists. "We can do all of that except the urine samples - anatomy reasons."

"Oh thank God! I mean--That's ok, we can take saliva samples instead. It's more preferable."

"Well if you can hand us the vials, then we'll gladly do the samples ourselves." Daikeim offers out his hand for the vials.

"As much I would love for you to do this yourself, we'd get terminated for letting myths do this themselves."

"Allyins"

"What"

"Dee's two are allyins'"

"Oh, then we definitely can't let you do that yourself."

"The fuck are Myths?" Drake asks, then looks at the others. "And you're alien to us... Look we'll spit into some fucking tubes, we don't need babysitting."

"We's ain' tryin' to. We just samplin' from extraturestries. Once dat's done, we'll take y'all to our leader an' then y'alls be free ta' go. The fastah ya do dis', da fastah I can show yu da' neeres' town."

Drake just growls through his teeth. "This is a fucking joke... Fine."

"Then please, take a seat. This shouldn't take no longer than five minutes or so."

The two take their seats, Drake still glaring at the others until he turns to look at Daikeim and begins to converse. To the others, once more they hear nothing but gibberish to their ears.

"Well to be honest, this has happened a lot before on other planets - I don't know why you're irritated about this." An exhausted sigh leaves Daikeim's mouth as he takes off his jacket.

"That's because we just got exiled instead of being praised and now we're stuck in this shitty place because you thought it would be a good idea to follow the stranger for fucks sake! I don't want to deal with this shit. I just want to fuck off somewhere, get a drink and relax." Drake snaps back at him as he too undoes his jacket, leaving it over his shoulder.

"Don't try and pit the blame on me! We have no idea what's on this planet and you think it'd be a good idea to just wonder about? Look, I know that we're in a crappy situation right now, but we've both been through worse and you know it. Besides they said this won't take long so just try and keep calm, got it?"

"Yeah yeah, I know... But seriously I can't promise you that I won't kill someone by the time we leave."

They then here a sudden slurp sound

The doctors look at the blonde-haired man.

"Hrm?"

They turn back to Drake and Daikeim, until they hear the slurp noise again. They turn to look at the blonde haired man again.

"Hm?"

They look at the man for a little while before slowly turning their attention back to Drake and Daikeim.

Daikeim looks at the man. "What... What are you doing?"

"I don't know waht yur tawkin' ahbowt."

Drake keeps his eyes on the man while Daikeim looks around. "Then what's the slurping noise?"

"I don't heer not'in."

"...Sure..." Daikeim rolls his eyes when suddenly the power cuts out, a moment of silence passes before Drake stands up.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me... Ok, I am fucking done with this place!" Drake yells out, looking at the staff and the man. "I don't give a single care in the world if you want us to stay here so you can get samples, we're leaving." Drake begins to walk way, with Daikeim following behind.

"Jonas."

"Honestly... This is a damn joke..." He hisses.

Daikeim once more sighs. "Look, let's just find a place..."

"Almos' fa'got ta antsah yo' cuesshion. Anstah'd it. So whatch y'all's names?"

"It's Daikeim."

"Drake of the Ryunexo Mercenaries... Or just Drake Ryunexo."

"Hm. Pretty manley names."

"...Yeah, thanks I guess... Come on, Daikeim." The two eventually leave the room.

"Bud' I wondah why such manley names wa' given' to a cupple a' gurls."

Within seconds, the room Jonas and the staff were in lights up, engulfed in flames.

"Fucking hell, Drake!"

"SHUT IT, I DON'T CARE, I'M KILLING FUCKERS NOW!"

''Everyone screams in agony. ''

"DUDE, WE AIN'T EVEN DO NOTHIN!"

"CURSE YOU, JONAAAAAAAS!"

''Drake suddenly finds himself pinned against the wall by his head. Jonas' is entire body is steaming and his face is covered in soot''

"Trigger'd."

Drake can already feel Jonas' grip beginning to tighten

"Gud job fer' shoot'n firs', but if ain't killed who yu were aimin' fer' you 'ad just dyed."

"Heh... Sure, you're forgetting something."

Suddenly Jonas feels a strong pull on his shirt as he gets thrown across the room by Daikeim then suddenly punched in the mouth by an enraged Drake. "You couldn't have just ignored it Drake, couldn't you?"

Daikeim stands tall, blue fire coating his hands, an unimpressed expression while Drake gets back up - a smirk on his face as he gets enveloped in red embers and flames. "No, I couldn't. Not like me to just do... Now, I believe we have someone to beat to a pulp."

Jonas wipes his face off and smirks.

" No clawin' and flailin'? Yu two mite be men yet."

Jonas tilts his head forward.

"Now show meh' how ya' extraturestries throw down."

"Daikeim, make sure you have my back." Drake says as he clenches his fists, walking up to Jonas.

"Don't worry I always do." He responds, narrowing his eyes on Jonas and the surrounding area.

"Good. Now don't worry Jonas - I won't disappoint!" Drake shouts before immediately headbutting Jonas then following up with a knee straight to the gut.

''Jonas pauses for a moment, almost in complete shock, until a wide smile etches across his face. He then grabs Drake by his sides, lifts him above his head and slams him into the grated floor, head first.''

Drake finds his head stuck through the floor below and two soldiers look up at him, rightfully startled by Drake's sudden appearance.

"Whoaaa! Who the heck are ?"

"My visor saying, he ain't registered! It isn't even detecting him as a myth!"

"What should we do then?"

"What do you mean what should we do? We blast 'em!"

The two soldiers aim their guns at Drake's exposed head and pull the triggers.

While the two were talking, Drake has been building up a mouthful of flames which he spews out the second the troops aim their guns at him - after the two are turn to ash, Drake attempts to pull himself out. Meanwhile Daikeim is already engaging with Jonas, his attacks weaker but ultimately outgunning Jonas.

Jonas is enjoying himself, even though he's stuck to dodging.

"Notis how I havn't thrown a punch at ya' yet? I's becaws yo' abit mo' rashonle dan' yo' frend. It ain't too late ta not play bitch in da' relashonchip."

"That's because I'm just distracting you." Daikeim coyly says as Drake reappears through flames and elbows the back of Jonas' neck in perfect sync for Daikeim to spinkick him hard enough that he turns towards Drake who tackles him into a nearby desk.

''Jonas kicks Drake off of him and into Daikeim and then shoulder rams both of them into a wall. He rolls his head around and kicks them through the rest of the wall and they land into another room. Before the two can get up, they are surrounded by MCCP soldiers who have their visor lights shining down on them.''

"Stay down!"

"There's nowhere for you to run!"

"Even if there was there's still no way for you to get out!"

"Y'all bes' do whad dey' say."

Jonas pins his foot on Drake's back which also pins Daikeim down.

"Yu'll only make things worse fer y'allselves if ya' keep on."

"Daikeim, wanna do your thing?"

Daikeim nods and his eyes lightly flash, before the others can react, they're all blasted through walls via a strong shockwave. The two stand back up, wiping dust off before turning to look at the fallen troops.

"Hahahaaaaa! ALRIGHT YOU FUCKERS, TIME TO DIE!" Drake's smirk widens as he sends out wave after wave of intense flames - incinerating the soldiers as they recover, Daikeim does the same, the mesh of blue and red flames in tandem managing to even keep Jonas back.

"Huff!"

Jonas inhales

"Puff!"

Jonas inhales longer and then releases a loud howl that blows the flames back at Drake and Daikeim that forces them against another wall and over the edge back down to ground level.

"Wheeew! Goodness, ma' chess." Jonas pats his chest before charging over to the edge and shoving them over and jumps over it himself.

Both Daikeim and Drake land on their feet and look back up, Drake groans. "He's... Gonna be a bitch to deal with, but he does seem like he's heading somewhere else but should we just leave?"

At this point they hear the faint explosion in the distance, Daikeim turns his head towards the sound. "...Well, depends on if you want Jonas to get away."

"No."

"Then I guess we're going towards the explosion, he's probably thought that he's gotten rid of us and has gone to inspect... We should ambush him." Daikeim says before he walks through the corridors, Drake folllowing suit.

''Jonas lands at the bottom. He surveys through the darkness but sees nothing nor hears anything until he hears some commotion coming from above him.''

"Dern. An' I just came frum up there too. An' I can't shoot ma'self up der neither. O well."

Jonas walks up the nearest wall and begins to run up it on all fours

---

''Fire in Nursery 35. Immediate Assistance is required.''

"A fire in a nursery?"

"Apparently. My visor is picking up Jonas and two other anomalies. They're not registed and my helmet ain't picking them up as myths neither."

"Hold up, check your visor again."

"I'm picking up unknown readings. Two myths that aren't registered. Those are probably those other-worldy visitors some of our guys brought back."

"Not those two."

"What do you mean?"

"She's right. There's an extra two anomalies. One is closing in where the other two visitors and two of our guys are at. The other is in a closet not far from here. With an unconscious staff member. Merilee Vaughn Mallegan."

"Oh no! Not Dr. Mallegan! She's the smartest one here!

"Damn, how did they get passes us?"

"Doesn't matter. What does matter is that they aren't getting out of this fly trap."

"They're at D-5, Room 510, right?"

"Exactly. A group of ten goes form up at D-5, Room 510. Us other ten will head toward Nursery 35. Another five form up with me near that closet. Alert The Administrator one of you, and then message whoever else to press on the search for that Secondary Power Switch. We move quickly and quietly."

The soldiers mobilize to their destinations.