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In late 2004 UFO reports doubled, to take care of these reports the government decided to form a new FBI division. The new division needed a team and a building. In the first month of the new year the division’s head quarters was built, a team was still needed however, as well as a name for this division.
In mid March the head leaders of the division were placed, Chris Valle, David Craw, Julie Swanson, Geoff Worrell, and Justin Vieira. These five FBI officers were now in charge of the rest, recruiting the rest of the team was not very hard, taking a few rookies and known friends.
In April 2005 the team was set, the building furnished, and a name was given to this division, the Unidentified Flying Objet Division, U.F.O.D.. Though not very creative the name did fit.
In May the U.F.O.D. was up and running...
FBI:UFOD
PILOT
The dark was dispersing, the sun rising. The large lobby almost shined in the quiet light. It’s large doors opened, in stepping Chris Valle, his brown hair fell down to his eyes. He preceded up a large set of the stairs, approaching an elevator door he pressed the up button.
The sun rises, illuminating the office. Chris opened the door, heading to his desk, a young beautiful brunette girl approached him, “Morning!” Her smile pleasant and easing. Chris smiled back, “Morning Kara, what’s for us today?” He asked setting some files down on his messy desk. His desk, like the others had only some files and nik naks scattered upon it, the computers had yet to arrive. Kara handed him a note pad, “One in Chicago and another in Florida, both type threes.” The young girl sat in a chair next to Chris.
Chris skimmed the note pad and handed it back, “How was yesterday?” Kara put the note pad down on the desk, “A type two” before she could start Stephanie walked up to the two of them, “Here’s your coffee, would you like anything? I’m heading across the street.” Stephanie grabbed a small pad from her back pocket, a pencil in hand.” “An iced tea, please.” He replied, sipping his coffee. Kara shook her head, “I’m good.” Stephanie nodded as he headed out of the room, her blonde and brown hair dancing as she slipped out of the room.
“So how was it?” “It was so-so a type two, though it was more of a type one, very dull.” Kara stood to her feet, got to go, I got to file a report on that case, see-yeah.” Chris checked some files on his desk as Kara walked away.
Chris checked his pocket watch, seven o’clock. He set to work, writing down notes and tidbits on a sheet of paper. Slightly humming Chris read through a file he reported of his last case. The file was about a group of high teenagers who reported to have seen a alien craft. The file goes on, telling how the alien encounter was just a street light.
Geoff walked down a small hall, opening it he preceded into the kitchen. The clock hanging high on the wall showed one o’clock. Geoff opened a cabinet, pulling out some bread and placing it on the table. He opened grabbed some lunch meat, mustard, mayo, and cheese from the refrigerator. Holly walked in, her blonde, mid back length hair swaying, “Wow, your on lunch duty?” Grabbing a slice of ham, he sighed, “Lost a bet.”
Holly chuckled, grabbing a bottle of water, and headed out of the room. Walking down the hall she opened a door up ahead. Inside was the office, Chris and Kara working hard, along with Alex, John, and Dawn. “Lunch should be ready soon.” She announced, setting down to her desk. Opening the bottle of water, Holly started her finishing lines on a report of an unclosed incident. Her baby blue eyes focused on various reports of the case.
Alex put some folders aside, his face scruffy and eyes dark. “Ladies, Gentlemen, I’m out of here, have a good one.” Alex left the office, with a wave and headed down in the elevator. Reaching the lobby, he stepped out, walking down the large set of stairs, and out the double doors.
Kerry arriving just as Alex left, “Rest easy.” She said as they crossed paths. The brunette with gorgeous brown eyes turned right, moving a display shelf. Behind the shelf was a door, opening it, she stepped in. Inside the small room was a man, and a lot of monitors. “How things going?” She asked, heading up a flight of stairs to the other side. He smiled, “Good, easy day so far, Chris is at his desk.” The man stood up, closing the door, as it closed the shelf slowly crept back into place.
Kerry, walking up the stairs opens a door, it leading into the office, “Afternoon.” Kerry smiled walking into the room, she approached Chris. “Hi”
“Hey hunny.” Chris smiled, standing up, hugging Kerry. Kerry kissed him and headed off into the kitchen.
“Lunch is served.” Geoff smiled, as Kerry walked into the room. She sat down, grabbing a ham sand which and a bottle of water, “Thanks Geoff.” The others slowly came into the room, “So who’s heading out to Florida and Chicago?” Chris asked, taking a bite out of his ham sand-which. Geoff took a swig of his coffee, “You’ll lead the Chicago team and I think I’ll have Peter bring a team to Florida.” Taking a gulp of soda, Chris nodded.
“I finished that report of the unexplained incident, I’ll get it to your desk after in a few, still got some other things to ho through.”said Holly, as she tore into her salad. Geoff nodded, “very good. Kara how’s that report coming along?” Kara put her balonga sand-which down, taking a small sip of Chris’s soda, “It’s almost done, just need to finish it up.” Geoff nodded again, sipping his coffee.
“Kara, Kerry, you two up for a trip to Chicago?” Chris asked grabbing another sand-which. “Geoff, my boy, these things are damn good!” Chris exclaimed bitting into the sand-which. Kerry, grabbing another bottle of water, nodding her head a little, “Yeah, should be fun.” Kara nodded along, putting her plate in the sink, “I’ll be in the office, come get me when you’re ready to go.” She smiled, heading out the door.
Chris stood up, placing his dish In the sink and the can in a recycle bin, “Get ready to go, we leave in ten.” Chris left the room, and preceded down the hall, towards the elevator. Walking past the elevator, he opened a door, inside was a small armory. Chris grabbed a SPAS 12 shotgun that was resting against the wall, and a small knife. Sheathing the knife, he left the room, walking back down the hall. He opened the kitchen door back up, “John, can you get her ready five?” John nodded, his bald headed shining in the light.
Chris walked to the office, heading inside he walked over to a locker, opening it, he pulled out a radio. He headed back out the room, “Kara, be ready in eight minutes.” Heading back into the hall Chris into the elevator, and down a floor. He stepped out into a hall, doors on either side. He opened the door to the left, inside was a shooting range, “Time to play.” Chris smirked, stepping into the room, resting his shotgun down, and grabbing a pistol off the nearby rack.
Standing at a panel Chris typed some of the keys, a small sound bleeped, and he headed for a range. Targets started popping up, Chris squinted, firing at the targets. Chris reloaded as a target in the back started moving to the side, aiming carefully he shot the target down, he let out a small breathe. Another minute later anther bleep sounded, the session ended. Chris quickly set to the panel, typing in another program, a single target popped up. Aiming at the target, he fired off another magazine. Pressing a button to his side, the target headed to him. Thirteen or the fifteen bullets hit the target. Chris smiled, and turned the system off, also placing the handgun back. Grabbing his shotgun, he headed back out into the hall, and in the elevator once again, heading back to the above floor.
Kerry, in the armory, grabbed a Glock 18 with extended clips and headed to the roof, via a set of stairs. Meanwhile, Kara just finished up her report grabbing her jacket, as well as her handgun that she kept in a desk drawer, she headed into the hall. Chris, heading out of the elevator, caught up with Kara, “Hey, you ready?” Chris asked, checking his pocket watch. Kara nodded, starting up the stairs.
The roof top was shining bright, two helicopters resting in the sun. One of the helicopters began to spurt with life, as its blades began to spin. Kerry hopped into the copter, Kara and Chris stepping out onto the roof as she sat back. Kara running to the helicopter, jumped in, resting back in a row of seats, in front of Kerry. Chris followed in, “Take her up.” He shouted over the roar of the helicopter.
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« Reply #1 on Jan 24, 2004, 11:28am » | |
The helicopter rose into the air, its blades spinning intensely. They were off to Chicago.
A tall man approached the UFOD building, opening the door, he continued to the elevator. With him were two other people, both tall, one male the other female, both blonde. The three rode the elevator up, getting off a few floors from the ground floor.
Geoff approached the elevator, as it’s doors opened he spoke, “Peter, get a team and head to Florida, we have a spotting to check.” The tallest nodded, “Chelsea, Mike, grab any gear you need and meet me back down stairs.” Peter added. With Chelsea and Mike heading down the corridor, Peter closed the elevator’s doors and headed back down stairs, checking his revolver as the lift lowered.
Peter preceded out of the building, bumping into a young blonde girl, “Holly, you want to go on a trip? Got a sighting in florida.” Peter asked, continuing to his car. “Sure, should be fun.” She replied, following behind Peter. Peter hoped into his car, Holly next to him in the passenger’s seat. Shoving the key in and quickly started the car and pulled in front of the UFOD building, just as Chelsea and Mike were leaving the head quarters them selves.
With Chelsea and Mike jumping into the car Peter took off, it would be a slight drive to the airport, followed by a flight south.
The helicopter’s engine was loud, its noise deafened any attempts of conversation. Chris, Kara, and Kerry sat back, as the helicopter sped through the sky. The sun shining bright, and the clouds high, John piloted them to their destination. Landing the helicopter moments later in a large field. A few buildings around but not many.
Chris hopped out of the copter, his SPAS 12 shotgun in hand. He approached one of the houses, knocking on the door. An older woman, in her fifties opened the door. “Ma’am, I’m here to investigate a UFO sighting, you were the one that saw it, correct ?” The old lady was startled by Chris’s shotgun, she slowly backed away, “Yes, it was I.” She answered, turning around, and heading away, “This way.”
Chris followed her to the back, the old lady opened a door, and stepped outside, into a small garden, “I saw it here.” She pointed up, into the sky, between two other houses. Stepping into the garden, Chris slung his shotgun down by his side, “Ma’am, could you explain what you saw?” Kara and Kerry appeared behind Chris, both stepping to the ground and outside of the house.
“It came from the left, slowly moving right, then it seemed to vanish and re-appear more to the right, it was very bright, and seemed to have many lights.” Chris nodded, “Kerry, Kara, search the area for me, I think I got this, just need a little evidence.” Kara nodded, checking around, looking down at the ground, pushing taller blades of grass out of her view. Kerry sighed, “Sure.” She began looking at the side of the house, for anything strange.
Chris walked a bit, checking the sky, “Hmm.” Chris pointed his finger up, moving it slightly right, visualizing the object moving. “If it came from over here, then that would mean.” He stopped himself, grabbing his radio, “John?” The radio sparked, “Yeah, what is it?” “John, I want you to check out weather any weather balloons were around this area.” Chris held the radio down, “Got something!” Kara shouted, rising fro the ground, holding a small object. “Roger that.” John replied back to Chris over the radio.
Kara, checked the object, “It looks like a large bulb, too large for anything out here. Maybe a blimp?” Chris grabbed the radio again, “John, scratch that, check for any blimps.” “There wasn’t a weather balloon, but I’m being told that there was a blimp, a good year blimp.” John radioed back.
“Chris?” Kerry asked. “Yeah, a blimp, must have hid behind that Chimney. Ma’am, it seems to have just been a Goodyear blimp.” Chris smiled, “Let’s get back home girls, got more paper work to attend to.”
Peter, Holly, Mike, and Chelsea touched down in florida, after a slight weapons check they headed to the sighting. Chelsea approached the hotel, her long blonde hair swaying in the wind. Peter and Holly followed closely behind her, Mike checking outside.
Approaching the spotter’s door, Chelsea knocked, “Hello is anyone there, this is the FBI, concerning the UFO sighting, please open up.” The door opened up, a average sized man appeared, “Yes?” he asked, shaken up of the sudden arrival of the FBI. “Sir, you reported a UFO sighting? We’re here to investigate it.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Oh the thing in the paper ?” Chelsea nodded, “Yeah, that was you, correct?” The man frowned, “It was my daughter, she likes playing jokes on,” Before the next word arrived the three took off. The tore off into the elevator, not speaking a word.
Outside Mike was waiting, “Let’s go.”, said Peter, heading for the airport, nearby. Mike followed, curious, “Did you solve it already?” he asked, Chelsea shook her head, “False alarm, the guy’s daughter pulled a little prank.”, a slight frustration in her voice.
Chris sat back at his desk, resting back. Geoff approached him, “So, how was it?”
Chris looked up at him,
“Same shit, different day.”
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« Reply #3 on Feb 8, 2004, 5:46pm » | |
((Thanx))
FBI: UFOD
SSDD
The sky darkens, the sun lowering. As day turns to night Chris continues working. He starts his final line of his report, Kerry approaching. Kerry rubs Chris’s neck, “So I’m out of here, and was wondering if you would like to go, and well, get off.” She smiled, Chris turning around, facing Kerry, “Love to, just got to finish this report up.” Chris crept up, giving Kerry a sweet, soft, kiss, “But after this, I’m all free.”
Kerry headed away, to her desk, grabbing a few things. Chris finished off his report, tossing the pencil down, and rushing to Geoff’s office. As he ran into the small office room, he placed the report on Geoff’s desk, heading back to Kerry. They each smiled, Kerry and Chris, that was fallowed by a intiment kiss.
David walked in from the door, his slightly gray hair parting in the middle of his forehead. He nodded to Chris and Kerry as he passed by them, heading into the office. He grabbed a clipboard, readying for the new recruits to arrive. Their shift would be from Afternoon to midnight, but for today they will simply come in from Night to Midnight, letting them have half a day for the learning process. As David grabbed some equipment the team from Florida finally came back.
Chelsea walked into the building, resting back in the main hall, a few chairs were set up to the side, pretty good for a quick rest. Holly headed to the elevator, going up two levels. Stepping out of the elevator, she was in the gym, a special gym which was put into the plans of the building not to soon before the building was actually done. Inside was some exercise equipment, dumb bells, pullies, and a bunch of other machines specialized for different areas. On this floor was also a room full of showers, which is where Holly was headed.
A young guy walked into the building, his hair short and dark. Behind him was another young man, though he had blonde hair, and was not as muscular. David approached them, “Michael, Dalton, welcome to the U.F.O.D., I’ll teach you the ropes, and show you how things run around here, follow me.” David walked to the elevators, “these of course are the elevators, they lead all the way up to the roof, these are what we mainly use to get to the upper floors. Please step in.” David asked as he hopped into one of the elevators, Michael and Dalton followed in, the doors closing behind them.
The elevator doors opened, David stepped into the first floor. “This is the gym, it is a good size gym, you’re welcomed to use it at any time, the showers are in back. The showers are opened, so if you take one, anyone else there will be able to see you, we’re all close here.”
Holly preceded out of the showers, a towel around her, as she turned the corner there stood Michael, Dalton, and David. David hurried, pulling his light jacket off, and tossed it around Holly, “Here, cover up, these are two of the new players, meet Michael and Dalton.” David said, covering Holly’s body from the noobies. Holly blushed, “Hi guys, thank you Dave, I’ll return it soon.” Holly dashed out of the room. David turned to Michael and Dalton, “If either of you mention this to anyone, you will be begging for me to end the suffering that I will cause.” Both of the kids nodded.
David stepped past them, “above us is the lounge, which I believe Holly will be heading to, so for now we will stay clear of that floor.” David preceded into the elevator, followed by Michael and Dalton. “We are heading to the armory, where some of our more powerful weapons are stored.” The elevator doors opened, the room was large, signs were hanging form the ceiling. A sign read, “Explosives ==>” Which is where David was headed, “Inside this door are set’s of explosives. Grenades, can be found, in there, as well as a rocket launcher, or two, and a few grenade launchers, they’re just in case, Ya know.” Another sign read, “Automatic Weapons <==”
“Follow me boys,” Said David, heading to another door. David swung the door open, inside were two miniguns set on bases, many small uzis and machine guns. “Those two miniguns are very powerful weapons, those stands are used to hold them up, and are needed to use them, unless you feel like breaking something.” Closing the door, David headed around the large room some more. “Each of these rooms has a nice amount of fire power with in them, you’ll probily never come in here.” David preceded back to the elevator, “Boys, let’s go. Next floor up is the shooting range, above that the offices, then records, from there up is only the roof and the sky.
The two rookies stepped into the elevator, the doors closing behind them.
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« Reply #4 on Feb 8, 2004, 5:48pm » | |
Two brunettes girls walked into the main hall, ones hair a little dark then the others. A blonde bombshell approached them, “Hi, I’m Meagan, I’ll be showing you around the place, welcome to the Unidentified Flying Objects Division. Not really a great name, but it suits us.”
A tanned individual came running down the stairs, “Meagan, grab the rookies, we got some field work.” He shouted, running by the three ladies. Meagan nodded, not really to anyone, “Okay, ladies, let’s get out of this place, we got work to do! Follow me.” Meagan burst out the door, a car pulling up, inside the guy from inside, “Matt, where we headed?” Meagan asked, hopping into the vechical, the two other women settling down in the back seat. “Just a few blocks, a small sighting, claimed to be a hovering craft, which disappeared soon after.” Matt, reported.
The car pulled up to a small house, knocking on the door, a kid answered it, “Yes?” he asked. Matt looked down to the child, “We’re with the FBI...” The door slammed shut. “Right.” Matt sighed, He knocked on the door, hard, “Open up kid, there was a UFO report, we’re here to investigate it. Open up.” A blur in the sky appeared, “Look, is that?” One of the rookies began. They looked up into the sky, it was a light, hovering around in the sky.
“Is that an alien space craft?” Asked the kid, throwing the door open, staring into the sky. Meagan shook her head, “You see it Matt?” Matt nodded, “Yeah, stupid kids.”
“Liz, Lauren, look up, what do you see?” “A hovering light.” They both answered. “Okay, what else do you see?” Matt asked, pulling his small handgun out, taking the clip out, and inserting another one. “Rubber?” Meagan asked, Matt nodding his head, a small evil smile appearing on his face. “It’s a hovering light.” Lauren added, “Is it a U.F.O.?” She asked.
Matt shook his head, Meagan grabbed her gun out, “Only if it cannot be Identified, and we already know what it is. If it was some sort of craft, I would hit it with this bullet, correct?” Meagan asked, firing a round into the sky, aiming for the lgiht. It seemed to go through, but it was really to far away to be for sure, “Wait, so you’re saying that it’s not there? Like a hologram?” Elizabeth asked, stareing up at the object. “Well,” Matt began, shooting a round off, at a window in a building across the street. “It’s not that it’s not there, it’s that it is, but it’s only a special kind of flash light, opperated by some snot nose kid, from across the street. See, the light is now gone.” Meagan nodded, approaching the house from where the light was coming from.
“Hey, kid, open up, we have to talk to you.” Meagan demanded, as she nocked on the door. “No response?” She asked, “Okay, we’ll come back with a warrant, and take you to jail for a few nights.” The door swung open, “Pwease don’t take mee to Jail, pwease, I sorry, I only wanted to have some fun, honest.” Quickly spoke a little girl. Meagan smiled, “It’s okay, you just scared your neighbores, they thought your light was an alien, trying to get them.” The little girl giggled, Meagan patted her on the head, “Isn’t it a little late for you to be up?” Meagan asked, with a small smile, the girl ran up the stairs, “Good night, be good for your parents, okay?” “Okay.” The girl said back, heading to her room. “Well we’re done here,” Meagan began, closing the door behind her as she headed back to the car, “Let’s go home.”
The car sped down the streets, “So you see, not all of these cases are about actual aliens from outer space, or blimps, some times it’s just a kid with a flashlight trick.” Matt said, taking a turn down the road. “Think outside the box.”, Meagan smiled.
“So...” Elizabeth began, “Is this basically what every day is like?” She asked.
“Basically.” Answered Matt, “So you two are done for the night, right?” They both nodded, “time to check out.” Answered Lauren, as they pulled up to the UFOD headquarters. As the girls headed home, Alex was approaching, “Recruits?” He asked, preceding into the building. Meagan nodded her head, “Yup.”
“About time...”
Geoff headed into the office, the night cool and dark, a dreamful breeze seeping into the room, He stepped into his office, setting to a pile of papers set on his desk. David stepped in after him, “Hey, just finished a tour for some of the new kids.” David said, settling down in a chair across form Geoff’s desk. “Good, how were they, think they’ll do a good job?” Geoff asked, writing his name down on a piece of paper. “Not sure, they seem really young, and just don’t seem professional enough.” “Well, keep an eye on them then, tomorrow give them a walk through some back files, maybe take them on a case.” David nodded, leaving the room.
Diana sat in the kitchen, “midnight snack?” She asked herself, staring at the open cabinet. Matt headed in, “Hi.” He smiled, ‘What you doing?” He asked, “No.” She replied, grabbing a tub of peanut butter, flipping the top open and grabbing a knife. “I didn’t even ask this time.” Matt replied, handing her some bread. Diana grabbed the bread, tossing it down on the table, “You were gonna though, weren’t you?” She asked, beginning to spread the peanut butter. Matt lowered his head, “Yeah.”
Dawn and Andrew headed into shooting range, “So how about it?” Andrew asked, Dawn shook her head, “Sorry, not interested.” “It’s just a bet, if I shoot more targets down you show me what’s under that loose shirt of yours.” Andrew said, grabbing a gun from the rack, “And if you win, I’ll show you my wank, it’s a win-win situation.” Andrew smiled.
Dawn headed over to the controls, “Fine, but it’s your cock.” Dawn quickly pressed some buttons, “There, let’s go!” She said, grabbing a handgun, and firing at the targets as they appeared. The automatic counter above started rising, the targets dropping like flies. Dawn quickly reloaded. Popping a target square on a loud buzz rang out, “Winner, lane six, two hundred, twenty six targets shot down, lane five- two hundred, nineteen targets shot down.
“Drop those pants!” Dawn smirked.
Alex headed up the elevator, exiting on the second floor, the lounge. Alex preceded into the room, tossing some of his stuff over on a couch. He opened up the refrigerator, grabbing a can of Pepsi. He sat down on the couch that he tossed his stuff on. The couch was soft, comfortable, turning the television on, he sat back. Alex heard a small sound, unsure of what it was he followed the sound, it leading to one of thee small bedrooms, “hello?” he asked, and then there she was, the rookie, Holly, resting peacefully. The covers were almost hanging off the bed, her half dressed self, laying there. Alex grabbed the blankets, and sheets, covering the young girl back up, “Rest, dream sweet dreams.” He said, tucking her in, as he left the room, he flicked the light switch off.
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« Reply #5 on Feb 9, 2004, 4:54pm » | |
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