Superman7
Sr Member
Predator 3
OWLF corps
The lights go out. A large screen turns on,
Interview #1 : Major Alan "Dutch" Schaefer. A muscular figure, battered and bruised from ‘the first encounter’. He begins answering the questions being thrown at him in a dull and confused tone as if he couldn’t believe what he had encountered.
Interview#2: Anna Carillo. A woman appears on the screen, looking very gaunt and distressed. She talks very quietly, muttering "El Diablo cazador de hombres." She tries to answer the questions. She explains about similar events in the hottest previous years.
The screen turns off leaving a darkened room. Suddenly the lights comes up, the OWLF team scrunch up their faces from the brightness of the light only to open them to the presence of a man in his sixties with a hard worn face. He introduces himself as Mike Harrigan. ‘I’ve seen these mother fuckers, I’ve fought them and seen members of this team die by their hands! I’ve been brought here to tell you guys about them.’
Harrigan gives a speech. A speech which only favours the hunters and that the team should forget about the mission they have been given. He is rudely interrupted by the new chief of OWLF, Garber. ‘We nearly had the fuckers last time Harrigan! You told me I’d get another chance, this is it and I’m taking it!
The lights dim once again to reveal footage of satellite pictures tracking a heat signature moving rapidly towards earth, followed by CCTV footage taken in various parts of LA – 1990, including the massacre of OWLF members in the slaughter house. Doubt clouds the faces of the stunned team as they mutter to one another. ‘to the back of the room is our freak show of collectables, take a good look on your way out, that will be all!’ Garber states firmly.
With the lights still out, the back of the room is illuminated with a pale light, highlighting glass tubes containing items which u don’t find in a hardware store. The first container holds the spear found in an alley way near Santa Fe Avenue. Next is the hunter’s dissected arm found in the same location followed by a bio helmet and plasma weapon found within the slaughter house. Alongside are items recovered from the Central American Jungle including another bio helmet and plasma weapon.
The team walk around the alien items in silence, out of respect and possible disbelief, before leaving the room.
Harrigan walks towards the items, ‘*****! Who else knows about these?’
‘Only OWLF members ..... And you, this information does not leave this building! Look Harrigan its one of the hottest summers on record, we have an unexplained moving object shown by our satellite and this time we will be ready for them. Now u can be apart of this or not, it’s your choice!’
Garber leaves the room in a huff leaving the doors swinging. Harrigan crouches closer to the tank containing the bio helmet from the hunter he battled, and as he comes face to face with it he mutters, ‘Not a chance, ass hole’
THE OPERATION
In a cool stainless room aboard the air troop carrier, the team change. Foil lined camouflage suits, and chest plated armour allowing them to think it will stop the weapons of the hunters, but it won’t. The destination is Argentina, San Lucas where the heat signature seems to be heading.
MORE TO COME............
OWLF corps
The lights go out. A large screen turns on,
Interview #1 : Major Alan "Dutch" Schaefer. A muscular figure, battered and bruised from ‘the first encounter’. He begins answering the questions being thrown at him in a dull and confused tone as if he couldn’t believe what he had encountered.
Interview#2: Anna Carillo. A woman appears on the screen, looking very gaunt and distressed. She talks very quietly, muttering "El Diablo cazador de hombres." She tries to answer the questions. She explains about similar events in the hottest previous years.
The screen turns off leaving a darkened room. Suddenly the lights comes up, the OWLF team scrunch up their faces from the brightness of the light only to open them to the presence of a man in his sixties with a hard worn face. He introduces himself as Mike Harrigan. ‘I’ve seen these mother fuckers, I’ve fought them and seen members of this team die by their hands! I’ve been brought here to tell you guys about them.’
Harrigan gives a speech. A speech which only favours the hunters and that the team should forget about the mission they have been given. He is rudely interrupted by the new chief of OWLF, Garber. ‘We nearly had the fuckers last time Harrigan! You told me I’d get another chance, this is it and I’m taking it!
The lights dim once again to reveal footage of satellite pictures tracking a heat signature moving rapidly towards earth, followed by CCTV footage taken in various parts of LA – 1990, including the massacre of OWLF members in the slaughter house. Doubt clouds the faces of the stunned team as they mutter to one another. ‘to the back of the room is our freak show of collectables, take a good look on your way out, that will be all!’ Garber states firmly.
With the lights still out, the back of the room is illuminated with a pale light, highlighting glass tubes containing items which u don’t find in a hardware store. The first container holds the spear found in an alley way near Santa Fe Avenue. Next is the hunter’s dissected arm found in the same location followed by a bio helmet and plasma weapon found within the slaughter house. Alongside are items recovered from the Central American Jungle including another bio helmet and plasma weapon.
The team walk around the alien items in silence, out of respect and possible disbelief, before leaving the room.
Harrigan walks towards the items, ‘*****! Who else knows about these?’
‘Only OWLF members ..... And you, this information does not leave this building! Look Harrigan its one of the hottest summers on record, we have an unexplained moving object shown by our satellite and this time we will be ready for them. Now u can be apart of this or not, it’s your choice!’
Garber leaves the room in a huff leaving the doors swinging. Harrigan crouches closer to the tank containing the bio helmet from the hunter he battled, and as he comes face to face with it he mutters, ‘Not a chance, ass hole’
THE OPERATION
In a cool stainless room aboard the air troop carrier, the team change. Foil lined camouflage suits, and chest plated armour allowing them to think it will stop the weapons of the hunters, but it won’t. The destination is Argentina, San Lucas where the heat signature seems to be heading.
MORE TO COME............
