Other ideas.

I have two new ideas that I may put out on line.  I may put it too a vote.  Stay posted.

Chapter one part three

            Hugh whirled around and down onto his knees, coming to rest behind a ticket counter as bullets flew by.  Apparently, they had teleported right into the middle of some sort of gang fire fight.  On one side of the fight were a group of very well armed and well dressed Asian men, and on the other side, oddly, seemed to be the rest of the gangs of Chicago teaming up.  Usually, Hugh would have liked to have sat back and tried to get an accurate picture of what was going on, but in this case he was already in the middle of it, and as he had just realized, Xero was nowhere to be seen. 

What is up with the teleporter?

The teleporter was created by Dr. Raul Salvidor, a Cuban national, in Panama in 1959.  Dr. Salvidor was a briliant alchemist specializing in physics.  After building forty one of the machines, several attempts to both recruit and assassinate him were made by the US, USSR, and Cuban governments.  Not wanting his creation to be the weapon that turned the cold war hot, Dr. Salvidor gave all but one of his machines to G.O. (who had previously officially declined to aid either side in the cold war) then tragically drank himself to death. 

What is G.O.?

G.O. is a coalition of warriors, magicians, blondes, and friendly paranormals who keep order among the paranormal forces acting upon this world.  Notice that they maintain order- not ballance, not the forces of good, not even human life (although as a general policy they like to save as much of it as they can)- just the status quo.  G.O.'s goals are simple; they keep any paranormal force from dominating or destroying this world.  No one is sure exactly when, where, or how G.O. started or how powerful it is today.  All that is known for sure is that it opperates within every country on Earth outside of those counties' laws and whether the countries want them there or not- kind of like wal mart. 

Chapter One Part Two

            Hugh was the first one to the room.  Room five housed the teleporting device he had used so many times before.  The teleportation made packing for trip almost pointless except that it only worked one way, so you would always have to find your own way back.  Nonetheless, Hugh still packed pretty lightly because he did not really own that many possessions.  He had not had the amount of free time most people were accustomed to, and it showed in his lack of material objects.  He had twenty sets of clothes (all the same) two pairs of boots (both the same) his gloves and glasses, a coat (a camel hair overcoat), his guns, the guns’ bullets, a toothbrush, soap and shampoo, a bed, an iPod, and a pretty large sum of money saved up, and that was all.  He had grabbed the coat, his weapons, and the necessary boarding passes and he was ready to go.  Now that he was at room five, he had nothing to do but listen to his iPod.  As he was listening to the first song- “Anarchy in the UK” by the Sex Pistols (“Anarchy!!!”), Chloe walked into the room. 

Why is Hugh a teetotaler?

As was stated in Hugh's bio, he has an extremely fast acting and thourough metabolism.  This extremely efficient metabolism means that when Hugh drinks, not only does his liver absorb more alcohol; it absorbs it faster, doing tremendous damage to the organ.  Of course with his regeneration Hugh could regrow his liver many tens of times quicker than a human could, but the process of destroying and rebuilding your liver is extremely unpleasant, and the alchohol just is not worth it.

Ami, Tactical Leader

Name: Ami Axedoubter

Age: 24

Description:

            Appearance: Ami is about five foot five inches tall and weighs approximately one hundred and forty five pounds.  She has a slender but strong build, much like a gymnast, and pale skin.  She has black hair that is usually pulled back into a mid back length pony tail, and almond shaped blue eyes.  She wears many different outfits, depending on the occasion. 

Expository?

I have started this new tab called “expository” to explain some aspects and factoids about the G.O. universe that, while not particularly germane to the story, are none the less sort of interesting.  Please enjoy!

Chapter 1- Part 1

            Hugh paced three steps back and forth in a tight line as the vacant looking smiling Jenifer blonde left the small and equally vacant square room she had led him too.  He had been awakened from his quarters in G.O.’s North American headquarters and told that he should grab a coat because he was heading to Chicago, and it was going to be cold.  It was also going to be his first assignment as part of the newly formed Strike Force 41.  He was supposed to meet the other three members of his team here soon.  In the corner of the room were a chair and a small cabinet containing scotch in a square bottle and some shot glasses- obviously to quell the very same nerves he was feeling now.  It would not help; ironically, considering he was dressed like a demented combination of biker, soldier, and rock star, Hugh was a teetotaler.  He took the seat though just to stop himself from pacing and tried to suppress the urge to do that annoying leg tap that pissed him off so badly when other people did it. 

Preface

            Hugh walked down the sidewalk path in a recently built park in eastern China.  The street lamps where new but still the old fashioned bulbs, so he was bathed in an orange light like the kind that comes from jack-o’-lanterns on Halloween.  It was a warm summer night, and Hugh smelled fresh cut grass and heard teenagers riding skateboards through the rapidly expanding suburban paradise.  These things were far from his mind though. 

Hugh- G.O.'s Main Man

Name: Hugh Doe

Description:

            Sex: Male (homunculus)

            Age: Approx 22

            Appearance: About six foot two inches tall weighing approximately one hundred and eighty pounds.  Caucasian with brown eyes and dark brown hair that is medium length and some light five o’clock shadow.  No tattoos or piercings.  Wears green camouflage fatigues, a solid black tee shirt, brown leather construction boots, black leather fingerless gloves with Celtic style crosses studding the knuckles, and mirrored sun glasses.

Trailer

            There have always been holes.  Some call them portals.  Others call them gateways, but regardless of what you call them they have always been here.  They are a blurring of the lines between our world and the others.  We have always been aware of the existence of these doorways, and what came through them, since we could first draw on the walls of caves.  To call it the paranormal would be fallacy because even though they might not have come from our world they have been here just as long.  It is true that there are things out there that are beyond our understanding, and no one can deny it.  It is true there are things out there that go bump in the night, and are more deadly to us than we can possibly comprehend.  Despite some of us wishing to classify all of these outsiders as “monsters”, it is true there are things out there that our on our side, working each day as hard as the most diligent monster hunters to keep us safe.  In a world where the paranormal no longer stays hidden this is their story.  The story of G.O. …