We knew the job was gonna be odd when one of the PIB guys gave the briefing, as they only get involed in wetworks when the target(s) are special, and my team only dealt with what would be today considered a "clear and present danger". At least we knew that with the PAB runnin the show we would have very few rules of engagement to follow.



"There is a small situation up in New Jersy boys." the briefing agent said. "Oh great, so the jersy devil is trying to take over the country " Was Johnston's only comment. "Well not quite but you did get the pinebarrens part right, there have been a few too many dissapearances in the area, and the investigation team lost most of its men, all of whom are bableing about wolves that walk upright. You guys get to go in and take them out. Looks like Lycans, not sure of the count, minimum 3 unkown maximum. good luck."


As we looked around at eachother, letting the words sink in, thinking about the disasterous way the last mission went that had such great intell ended we all made our peace, just like every job before and every job after.

Tanto (he never did speak much, never did get his name) just daubed on some color to his face (big navajo was quiet and eficient, I miss him), and nodded "My people know of the skinwalkers and how to fight them."

Johnston, had to put his own two cents in of course, "We'll I 'll be damned he can talk."

At this time our handler came in and told us the van was loaded and ready, we were to move out within the hour. seems a politicians daughter had gone AWOL in the area and we were to resolve the lycan issue before the girl got hurt.

Well, after a short drive to the Pine barrens in what looked to be an armored car, I swear, I don't see how the gov keeps some of this stuff quiet, civilian apathy, I guess. the team stepped out, dressed like campers - with military equipment and hardware.

First thing Jonston did was the same theing the SoB always did at the start of a search and destroy mission, he blindfolded himself and started sniffing the air. Tanto, he reached into his little pouch he always wore, and put his stripes on, red across the eyes with blue circles above the eyebrow. VanBueren just cracked his knuckles and neck, and shouldered his bag, come to think about it I always liked that about him, quiet and ready to go.

So there it was, teh legendary home of the jersey deveil, the pin barrens. With the spanish moss hanging from the trees on teh side of th eroad, I could easily understand why this place spooks so many folks. With nothing to go on, we headed out, each with equipment to stay out for about a month if it took that long.

First several days were so uneventfull, they almost got us killed. After about 3 days of seeing nothing we started to laugh and joke, and basicly turn it into a camping trip, not the best idea to relax with a lycan pack roaming the grounds.....