Supernatural Detection Task Force

[FoxWriter]

It was night, the full moon shone through the city streets as a sleek black Limo rode through the streets towards the home of one Christopher Blackwood. The Limo belonged to an organization that no human would ever know about, even the President of the United States knew nothing of this organization. The SDTF, the Supernatural Detection Task Force. All those stories, and tales about werewolves, vampires, fairies, unicorns, Dragons, Djinns, even the witches and tales of humans with cognitive abilities like telepathy and pyrotechnics, they where all real, all true. The SDTF was spread throughout all of America, all of the world really but it was mostly within the united states, they kept the Supernatural creatures hidden from the humans, from the 'mundanes' and they protected the mundanes from the supernatural creatures that preyed upon them. Many of the supernatural creatures ate humans in some way or another, enjoying their flesh, their blood, and even their sexual, or emotional energies. It was the SDTF's job to protect, and maintain the human populations.

The Limo stopped in front of Christopher's home, and a massive man climbed out of the vehicle, a person Christopher would recognize. He was the same man from the club last night, the one that had 'confirmed' the existence of the SDTF. He stood at least 6'6, his hair was gray and streaked with darker and lighter shades, he was scruffy in a handsome sort of way. His name was Tank, and he was second in command at the SDTF 12'th division. There where fifty divisions in the states, and each had their own territory to monitor. Tank moved up to Christopher door, finding the entire situation all too strange and unusual. This was the first ever documented case of someone discovering the SDTF on their own, and then deciding they wanted to join. As far as Tank knew all members, even himself, had been recruited by the higher ranking members of the SDTF. But this Christopher had stumbled across the secrete, found a higher ranking member, and asked to join himself, hell he'd even asked for a form! A form!!! it was unheard of!

Tank's lips twitched a little as he considered it and shook his head as he knocked on Christopher door, looking down at the man. At 6'6 he looked down at pretty much everyone. “it's Time.” he stated simply, his voice deep and rough, almost wild, of course being a werewolf of course he was wild. “someone will gather your things.” Tank promised. “your new life awaits.” he admitted watching as a group of people, dressed in Moving Company garb started gathering all of Christopher's things to take them to the man's new home. “please follow me, your boss, an Mentor, is waiting downstairs. Be polite, he doesn't take kindly to lip.” he admitted smirking a little. “unless he likes you, then he might let it slide if he's in a good mood.” he admitted leading the way down to the Limo, opening the door for him and ushering him inside. For a moment there was only darkness, save for the bright cherry red glow of a long-pipe. Then Tank turned on the overhead light and the leader of the SDTF Division 12 was revealed.

His name, was Xane, his name had changed many times through the many years, many centuries he had been alive, but now he went by Xane. Why? Only he knew, and it wasn't likely that he would ever give a reason. He was lounging across the entire back seat, leaving the other side of the back limo to Tank and Christopher, his dusk gray eyes studying Christopher as he took a long draw off of his long-pipe, examining the man as he blew the smoke out of his nose. Whatever he was smoking, it wasn't tobacco, it had a sweet, pleasant scent to it. Xane was handsome, and it was hard to see if he was a man or a woman just by looking at his face, but the almost oppressive, masculine power that flowed off of him would assure anyone that he was a male, a very dominant male. “so.” Xane's voice was sweet as well, smooth and soft. “you are the Christopher I have heard about.” Xane muttered, flipping something open on the small table that sat in-between them, examining it before sliding it over to Christopher... it was the boys criminal records, school files, doctors reports, everything about him that had ever gone online, been printed on paper, or submitted to anywhere was in that thick file now sitting in front of him. “such an interesting person we have before us.”

“a human.” Tank agreed examining the man sitting next to him. “it's not often we get humans in the SDTF, a even then they have supernatural capabilities.” Tank explained, watching Xane, wondering just what was going through the man's head. As ancient as Xane was, it was impossible to read his calm face. “graduated high school with moderate grades... never applied for collage, served a five year tour in the Marines... another three in the MP's...” Xane stated looking through the file. “few friends, few family, incredibly accurate when dealing with weapons of any kind... you've even killed a few supernatural creatures without realizing it.” he admitted taking another long draw off of his pipe before looking at Christopher. “the world you are going into is a very dangerous one Christopher Blackwood.” he admitted. “the creatures you will see, and even fight have all the advantages... most can take three bullets to the chest and they won't go down...so why do you want to join the SDTF? If it's curiosity, or a suicidal streak, there are easier ways to die.”

 

[Lavi Bookman]

Most people didn't believe a word about the supernatural being real but then Christopher Blackwood wasn't any normal, average person. He considered himself to be that way though and would enthusiastically deny that he was anything other than ordinary. But the fact of the matter was that he was a mutant, yes much like those in X-Men, and didn't quite know how to deal with it. Unlike in the movie, he had no idea whether or not there was a school to teach people like him and dared not ask anyone. After all, if there wasn't, he was going to seem like a lunatic and people would probably try to commit him. On the other hand, if he pretended everything was fine he would have a good life, as long as he kept his abilities under wraps. Still, due to the fact that he had these abilities, he couldn't help but be quite interested in everything supernatural, hoping that one day he would find someone like him. So, when the possibility of a secret supernatural organization came to light, Christopher was excited about finding out more. That is until the incident had happened and then everything had changed when it came to his feelings about his abilities. And then one night, someone from the bondage club he frequented had confirmed the existence of the organization last night. He had tried to contain his excitement and anticipation as best he could because if he got too overly emotional his ability tended to get out of control.

Tonight, when the knock sounded on the door, he quickly opened it and picked up the duffel bag he'd placed by the door in preparation for this time. Inside it were the only things that mattered to him, some sentimental objects including a few objects that could be seen as weapons, three sets of clothes, toiletries, a pack of condoms and lube and a variety of sex toys that he loved. He already had his wallet and keys on him, so there was no need to look around for those things and he was dressed in cool linen with a black leather jacket. The blond's shoulder length hair was tied back in a short ponytail at the base of his neck and his green eyes were sparkling as he thought about what was to come. He looked up at the man who was waiting for him at the door and marveled once more at his height, Christopher himself was a tall six feet but this man was at least six inches taller than him! It was like looking up at a man on stilts or something! But he didn't want to tease him about it right now since he wasn't sure if the other male had a sense of humor or not when it came to his height. "Oh, I don't really have anything important that I need except this duffel bag here... but sure if you want to move my things out that's fine." Christopher said with a nod and heaved the duffel bag over his shoulder, not wanting to let it out of his sight. He was rather protective of the things that were important to him. "Sure thing, Hulk. I mean... Tank was it?" The blond asked, biting his lip, hoping Tank hadn't taken offense to his little nickname.

He followed Tank to the limo and slid inside at the other male's gesture and looked around in the darkness, focusing on the cherry red glow of a long-pipe. Only a few seconds later he finally saw someone who he thought was the leader of the SDTF Division. "Yes I am. Good evening, sir." He said, stretching out his hand to shake as was the normal thing to do when meeting someone you didn't know. It was also expected in a business situation. Christopher watched as Xane flipped something open on the small table that sat in-between them and picked up the thick file that the man had slid over to him. Flipping through it, he bit his lip when he realized what it was and wondered whether there was any mention of him getting into trouble with water constantly throughout his life. His ability was to create, control and manipulate water of all forms and consistencies. But he didn't have complete control over it and still didn't which was rather frightening to him. In the past, when he had been younger it had been more apparent since he didn't know how to deal with it as well as he did now. "I don't know about that, I'm just a normal, average person. But I do have a more open mind than most." He said with a shrug and cleared his throat.

When Tank spoke of him as a human, Christopher seemed to relax a bit more. "Don't underestimate us humans!" The blond said with a small smile but that smile faltered ever so slightly when Tank mentioned supernatural capabilities. When his record was read off, Christopher nodded. "My preferred weapon is the bow and I actually brought with me the weapon my twin brother gave me for my eighteenth birthday." He added and when asked why he wanted to join the SDTF, the blond got straight to the point without fail. "I want to protect people from the supernatural creatures out there and help make the world a better place." That much was true but he had an ulterior motive as well. Still, his ulterior motive wasn't going to hurt anyone and didn't have anything to do with the SDTF so they didn't need to know that. "I don't intend to die here. Not yet and not now." Christopher added, just to make sure they knew he wasn't suicidal and wasn't in this just for the curiosity.

 

[FoxWriter]

Tank didn't bother trying to take the duffel bag, hell it was pretty clear it hadn't crossed the massive man's mind. he just didn't care about it, it was the kids crap, he would have to take care of it. he had to smirk widely at the sudden, almost insulting nickname. "do i look green to you?" he demanded, clearly amused. "your just angry because it wasn't your ass that i was plowing last night." he growled, teasing the other. Tank had himself a nice young Satyr last night. a lot of the immortal enjoyed the bondage scene, most of them old enough that normal sex was just too boring. Tank snickered as Christopher tried to shake Xane's hand, the ancient immortal stared at the hand as if it was something offensive, and Tank whispered to Christopher. "never offer to shake an Immortals hand, it's offensive." he ordered simply. "for many of us, touch is a path into each other, especially through the hands." he explained. "if you where to have touched Xane's hand right then, you'd have been flooded with day terrors." he explained, Zane smirking. "that's waking nightmares." he explained. "your awake, but everything is terrifying." he admitted. "it's like being trapped in a dream where everything is out to get you." he admitted taking a long inhale out of his pipe again. "never offer to touch, or shake hands with an immortal you don't know, you never know what their touch might do to you, or worse, what your touch might do to them. unless you are wearing gloves, as many immortal do, try not to touch."

there was nothing in the folder about water, though it did mention the few times he almost drowned due to hospital records... hell every doctors visit, dentist visit, even therapy was listed in there. it was like the ultimate invasion of privacy. "a normal, average person would not be about to be accepted into the SDTF young Christopher." Xane protested, his eyes amused. "a normal average person does not even know that we exist." he stated simply. "i am certain that there is something... immortal, about you, that you have not discovered yet. an empathetic ability, or a Sensing. something hidden that works in your subconscious." he admitted. "or you never would have expected us to be real, or even thought about it..." Tank smirked. "that you sought out, and fucked the only other Immortal at the club last night says something." he admitted. "the guy you plowed was Erin, a Siren... a merman." he explained. "that he actually let it slip that he was an immortal says something even more." he admitted. "there is something about you that isn't one hundred percent human... like calls to like, you might have a few drops of immortal blood in you even, not giving you any real powers, but attracting you to our kind anyway." they suspected he had powers, but they also suspected he didn't know about them. it was going to be an interesting time in the SDTF for Christopher.

"there is no underestimating humans." Xane admitted suddenly. "we are stronger, faster, smarter, more powerful... and yet, they outnumber us easily a thousand to one, and their weapons can kill us." he admitted. "as long as the weapons are correctly prepared, they can kill us." Xane admitted. "if they ever discovered us, we would all be slaughtered... yes, we would take out many of them... but they breed like rabbits, and would overtake us far before we could ever hope to survive... they are ruthless in anything that is not exactly like them... and they would murder us without mercy." he admitted simply as he examined the pipe, tapping out the ashes onto the floor and putting the pipe away now that the stuff he was smoking was gone. "a bow?" he asked lifting his eyebrow at the other. "a long bow? short bow? crossbow? some insanely complicated electronic thing?" he asked, curious about the others weapons, Tank chuckling a little. "as long as you are not joining simply to die." Xane decided as he slowly set up and pulled soft silk gloves onto his hands, Tank chuckling a little as he offered Christopher some gloves. "in case you decide to try to shake someone else's hands, don't need you having your mind stripped away or something." he teased, Xaneth giving Tank a look. "our people are more controlled than that Tank." he protested as the Limo came to a stop.

they all got out, and in front of them was a massive apartment complex, one of those fancy, expensive ones that you had to be rich to be able to get into. it was five stories tall, and at least sixteen rooms long, and you knew the rooms where anything but small. "this, is the SDTF, Headquarters." Tank informed Christopher, smirking at him. "your stuff from your other place will be brought in here and taken up to your new room, their nice rooms, you'll like it." he admitted grinning as Xane walked in, human's passing by him without even a glance at his horns or his claws. as if they didn't see him at all. "you will be paid as well while working for us, a thousand dollars a month." he admitted simply. "all food, clothing, weapon, and other survival needs will be provided for you by the SDTF." he explained as he walked into teh building, the hallways large and pretty, there was even an elevator... it was a very ritzy, classy place. "we're heading to the underground levels for now." Tank admitted. "there is a contract that you need to sign, and there are weapons, devises, and uniforms that you have to get, you'll have a physical and a series of physical tests that you will have to pass." he admitted. "yo make sure that your healthy, and then we'll get you a tour of the place, it's easy to get lost but everyone here will help you find your way." the place was empty so far, Xane had vanished, leaving Christopher with Tank who entered the elevator, waiting for Christopher to do the same before he pressed his hand to a reading pad, the pad scanning his hand before a voice chimed in. "Welcome Taurus."... Tank's name was Taurus?... no wonder he went by Tank. "not... a word." he growled at Christopher before raising his voice. "hello Emilee, first Ground floor please." "of course." the mechanical voice replied, Tank smirking at Christopher.

"have you ever seen that movie, Resident Evil?" he asked smirking at Christopher. "Emilee is like the Hive Queen... only stable. she runs everything here. it might shock you, but the SDTF is the most technologically advanced...er, company in existence... which is where we get all our money. cellphones, computers, televisions... that's all us." he admitted simply. "occasionally a human will find something, like Thomas Edison was a human." he admitted. "Emilee is our most prized system, so be very nice to her... she does have a bit of a temper." he warned as the elevator stopped and opened, Tank grinning. "you have a good day Emilee." "you as well Taurus." the mechanical voice chimed as they stepped out into a massive stone hallway, glowing bugs crawled along the ceiling, lighting up everything. "electronics don't work down here, just so you know." he admitted smiling a little. "there's magnetic metals all through these cave systems, so the only things that work down here are powered by magic, or are natural." he admitted chuckling a little. "don't worry, the bugs won't fall on you."

 

[Lavi Bookman]

Christopher cleared his throat when Tank asked if he looked green to him and tilted his head to the side as if he was considering his words. "Well I suppose it depends on the lighting..." He teased and shook his head, green eyes flickering off to the side. "No, I'm sorry it just slipped out. You're huge and seem pretty strong and that just reminded me of the Hulk, who I admire." The blond confessed and offered a somewhat sheepish smile to Tank. He flushed when Tank teased him right back about not being the one whose ass he had plowed that night. "Of-Of course not! You know I get just as much pleasure out of being a top than I do as being a bottom!" Christopher exclaimed, trying to gain control of the situation again without becoming too flustered. Once they were in the car, the blond blinked when Tank explained about the handshake and immediately dropped it, feeling stupid for having not asked in the first place. This was the supernatural they were dealing with and not humans, he had to remember that for future reference. But still, he hadn't thought this particular man wouldn't have been human! "I apologize. I didn't know." Christopher said quickly and glanced over at Tank for a brief moment before returning his attention back to Xane. As their time progressed, he began to feel more uncomfortable and decided to give them a bit of a bone to chew on to draw their focus away from him but at the same time satisfy their interest. "Yes, well. I actually am a normal, average person. But my twin brother isn't." He admitted and looked down at his hands.

"Cade has the ability to create and manipulate all forms of fire. He could control it pretty well for the most part. And he was the one who got my interest started in the possibility of a supernatural detection force." The blond said, clearing his throat once more as if the subject bothered him now. He looked over at Xane when the man expressed interest in his bow and nodded, reaching over to pull his duffel bag closer to him, just to make sure it was still there "Long bow. But I can use any type of bow since it's my specialty. That and swords and blades. I'm not too good with guns yet but I guess I'm decent enough, at least that's what Cade says." Christopher said with a shake of his head as if it meant nothing much to him. When the car stopped, he got out and followed Tank into the headquarters and through the various areas. Xane left them, apparently having other business to take care of. The blond glanced over at Tank in the elevator when a voice inside welcomed him as 'Taurus' but didn't say anything in response. Of course it was on the tip of his tongue to comment but that wouldn't be very polite, especially not on his first day there. He was glad he didn't when Tank instantly told him not to say a word about his name. "I wouldn't dream of it Tau-ank." Christopher coughed and looked away from Tank, having this really bad habit of getting flustered.

At least when it came to sex. And also of putting his foot in his mouth, metaphorically of course. This time it was the latter that was messing him up and he hoped he could get a hold of himself soon. He looked up at Tank once more when the man started to speak again and nodded. "I see." There was quite a lot to think about and to take in, especially for someone like him who had not been involved in the supernatural world like his brother had. "So all the things we have to do are done down here, in the underground parts of the organization?" Christopher asked as he glanced over at Tank, feeling a bit overwhelmed by everything he had seen so far. Did he expect him to remember all this in one day? That would be a bit much although he was certain he could get it all within two days. That wouldn't be much of a stretch for him. Most people probably would have needed at least a week to get settled but Christopher was different than most, another thing he never saw about himself. For all his talk of being a simple, normal, average person, he was anything but that and never even realized it.

 

[FoxWriter]

Tank roared with laughter at Christopher's stuttered responses, finding the boy to be rather hilarious and cute when he was all flustered and shocked. "well i'll tell you one thing, you'll get plenty of sex at headquarters! immortal LOVE sex!" he admitted with bright laughter before sobering as he moved into the car, smirking at Xane. "i am well aware you didn't know, no harm done." Xane stated calmly examining Christopher. "still, that you recognize that you needed to apologize is a considerable thing. most people are so very rude, and do not notice nor care." he admitted simply before looking curious. "brother?" Tank asked, lifting en eyebrow. "how interesting... we might have to look him up as well." "all forms of fire... that is a considerable power... it is very rare, to have such a power manifest in one twin, but not int he other... siblings, yes... but not in twins..." he tapped his lips, considering it as he watched Christopher curiously. "no matter, if there are powers laying dormant inside of you for whatever reason, i am sure they will come out while around so many immortal, and once they do we have many here who can help you control them, and learn how to control them on your own."

"Long bow, very good. you will fit in well here." Xane admitted smirking at him a little before leaving, Tank chuckling a little. "you'll be seeing him again." Tank promised shaking his head. "Xane has a sick interest in humans." he admitted simply. "he never goes out into the human world, there's too many people and their always touching him." he chuckled a little. 'but he'll be asking you many questions once he's done doing his job." Tank admitted simply before glaring at him for the stumble. "i can and will make you suffer here Christopher, don't forget that." he growled at the other before grinning as he led the other down into the caves. "don't worry about getting everything memorized right away, you have a few weeks to get settled into things." he promised before nodding. "yes, anything that has to do with the SDTF is done down here. everything above is for your own personal enjoyment." he admitted moving into a room and handing him a contract which was as straightforward as a contract could get. it was astonishingly simply, just a promise to protect the humans and the immortal, blada blada blada come when called, blah blah blah, and in return he would get the money, and all things he would need provided for him. it was everything Tank had said it would be.

"we'll need you to get a physical right away." Tank admitted leading the way into a room where a woman was with another person, binding a bleeding arm. she looked very strange for a moment, and then she moved out from behind the curtain that had been half hiding her, revealing her to be a centaur of all things! she was gorgeous, voluptuous with skin as white as milk and fur to match, her hair just as white and her eyes as blue as the ocean. "hey Tank, come on in and sit the new kid there, i'll look at him in a minute." she chirped simply, not even glancing at them as she bound the other man's arm. then she came over and did all the usual doctor things to Christopher, listened to his heart and lungs, checked his sight, his hearing, ran through his reflexes, took blood, and ran him through a cat scan before giving him a clean bill of health for testings. Tank nodding. "thanks Moonbeam." he chirped grinning at her as he helped Christopher off of the Cat scan table. "alright kid, lets head up to your room and let you get settled in now that we know your not about to die on us." he teased chuckling a little as he led the way back over to the Elevator. "Good Evening Christopher, are you settling alright?" Emilee asked him when he stepped into the elevator. "If you ever need anything while in your rooms, simply press the com button and i will provide it for you." Emilee explained to him, Tank grinning a little. "she really does mean that. some things might take longer than others, but she does mean anything." he promised Christopher.

"Your room is on the Fourth Floor Christopher." the computer spoke before the doors opened on the appropriate floor. "thanks Em's! your a doll!" Tank promised blowing her a kiss before leading Christopher to room 420, and handing him an electronic Key. "this is yours, don't lose it. remember, the Com is next to your door, talk to Emilee if you need anything." he ordered smiling at Christopher letting the boy head into his room. it was a Five Star Hotel all the way through, there was a kitchen area, a full living room. two bathrooms, one with a whirlpool tub with jets and everything. there was a large bed with heavy blankets to keep him warm, a massive television, everything he would want or need in a house or home. it was only lacking a personal touch, and all of his things from his house was already in there in boxes and waiting in corners to be placed wherever he wanted them to go.

 

[Lavi Bookman]

Christopher was somewhat amused to hear that immortals here loved sex and that he would be getting plenty of it during his stay. Well that was good to know. But he didn't want to think about it too much yet since he had yet to see someone who truly caught his eye. A shadow crossed over his features when Tank spoke of how they might have to look him up as well and he shrugged. "That might be a bit hard, considering Cade disappeared three years ago, right after he gave me that bow." The blond said with a sigh and looked up at Tank, letting his eyes linger on him for a brief moment. "But if you do happen to find him, please let me know." He added, just on the off chance that they might actually possess the resources to find his elusive brother. "I don't have any dormant powers." Christopher stated once more, emphasizing his words this time around, almost as if he didn't want the idea brought up around him. The fact that Xane thought his long bow would fit in well here was comforting, it meant he could at least do some good without making use of his powers since the last thing he wanted to do was use them. He hadn't used them ever since he had first discovered them and didn't intend on doing so now. "No, sir." Christopher murmured when Tank glared at him and told him not to forget he could make him suffer here if he wanted.

The blond quickly perused the contract and then scratched out his signature on the piece of paper and handed it back to Tank shortly afterward. "Alright." He said when told he would need a physical right away and followed Tank down to the room where someone was conducting said physicals. Christopher let his eyes flicker over the female for a few moments and then blinked when she spoke, realizing that she had been talking to him and immediately came over to the seat in question. Time passed by relatively fast as Moonbeam tested him for the usual things and Christopher was happy just to look at the beautiful female before him and before he knew it he was in the elevator with Tank. "Yes, it's fine, thank you Emilee." He murmured, feeling a bit strange to be talking to no one he could see. Christopher took the key Tank handed him and nodded when the other male explained the things he needed to know while inside. "So, do I need to be anywhere after I unpack?" He asked Tank, turning to look at the other as he waited for instructions of some sort. After all, he didn't want to just sit back and relax if there was work to be done. There had to be something he could do and make use of himself, right? This was all quite overwhelming but he was sure he could grow to like this place.

 

[FoxWriter]

Tank looked surprised, his head tilted. "he disappeared?" he asked, looking amazed and a little upset that he had made Christopher sad. "i'm sorry... i'll look for him." he promised. "if i find any clues to his whereabouts i'll make sure to let you know..." he promised before smirking at the other. "all humans have dormant powers." he stated simply. "it's just that some are buried deeper than others." he admitted calmly Xane chuckling a little. "no matter, clearly you don't wish to speak of it. unless it becomes a problem later or something we won't bother you about it." "but!..." Tank tried to protest, grimacing as Xane glared at him. "sorry Sir..." Tank muttered shaking his head a little. he watched the other closely as he signed the contract, looked it over carefully and then had it filed as he waited for the other to get done with his physical. "you don't need to be anywhere until morning." he promised grinning a little. "i'll have somewhere here to show you around when you need to be up." he promised. "don't worry, there's nothing too important for the first frew days." he paused and then smirked. "i'll have to have Erin come and get you." he decided winking at the other before vanishing down the hall, letting Christopher, settle into his new home. there where snacks and things in the fridge, pop of all kinds and even some beer. there was chips, snacks and other such small foods in the cupboards, and more alcohol. some people needed to get drunk to come to terms with everything, so alcohol was provided... so long as you weren't an alcoholic.

in the morning, no one appeared until Ten o'clock in the morning. giving Christopher plenty of time to wake up and eat something, considering an alarm clock at the edge of the bed had woken him up at nine. the knock came at the door and the face that was there was very familiar... it was the man from the club, Erin, the Siren who had confirmed the existence of the SDTF to Christopher. and had been the tightest fuck that Christopher had ever had. "good morning! glad to see you made it into the SDTF!" Erin chirped, grinning at the other. "your the talk of the town! rumor has it that Xane is going t oversee your training himself." Erin admitted. Erin had dropped the Glamor that he had worn at the club, and now his unusual shaped ears where in plain view, long blue fin like ears that twitched and wriggled. the rest of him was covered in a strange Kimono like robe, but his feet peeked out, they where bare, and covered in blue scales, and you just knew they where supposed to be a long tail fin instead of human legs. "go and get ready." Erin ordered with a grin. "i'm going to give you a small tour of the underground before you start your testing, Xane will take over once you get there. Tank would do it but he had to go out on a mission, something about a manticore..." he shrugged.

once Christopher was ready Erin showed him around, stopping at the dining hall and kitchen first, getting Christopher a good proper breakfast. it was even a buffet style, s Christopher could choose whatever he wanted. Erin showed him too everywhere, the pool, the gym, the massive underground garden that was hot and steamy and looked more like a massive jungle than a garden. he also took Christopher to get his uniforms, explaining that he had to wear them during training and on missions, but was otherwise free to wear whatever he wanted. he got Christopher the items he would need as well. his choice of a choker, or bracelet made out of leather that had a tracking device, and com system that would allow him to communicate with his team or call for help if he was damaged. a cellphone too, state of the art, whatever style he wanted. touch screen, flip phone, keyboard, anything he wanted. that was how he was going to know when he had training, or had a mission. he was also allowed to call, or text whoever he wanted, as much as he wanted. he was given two hand guns, unloaded of course, and the bullets to go with them and was instructed not to load the gun until he had his gun training. he was given a bow and Arrow, and a cross bow 'for training and practice'. Erin explained. 'so that your primary weapon does not get ruined in the rough and tumble'.

he was also given a wallet with a badge inside, like any other uniform badge, like the Police or the FBI, it had SDTF stamped on it, his name, and his badge number, letting the world know that he was legit. Erin carried most of the stuff in a pack slung over his shoulder, since Christopher wasn't going to need it just yet. the Merman took Christopher back into a new area, where Xane was standing off to the side, watching a group of men practicing a Hand to hand style of fighting, groups of them sparring under the watchful eyes of three sensei who where correcting posture and keeping it all safe. Erin didn't say anything to Xane, he just handed the bag over, winked at Christopher, wished him luck, told him his room number and headed off with the promise that if Chris needed Erin was good with his hands... and his mouth. Xane's lip twitched at that last comment and he blinked at Christopher. "before you ask... yes, most Mermen are that hyper." he admitted. "are you settling in alright? i know most of this is very confusing..."

i couldn't decide on which pic i wanted for Erin, so i thought i'd let you decide! ^^ Erin 1 or Erin 2?^^)

 

[Lavi Bookman]

Of course they would bring up his disappearance, it only made sense since he had mentioned what had happened. "Yes. No one knows where he went. But I believe he was kidnapped." Christopher said, averting his eyes as if there was more to this story than he was telling them. However, it was also obvious that he didn't want to talk about it, at least not right now. He ignored the two of them when they spoke about the dormant powers in humans, since it wasn't going to apply to him. There was no way he was telling them about his affiliation with water, it wasn't necessary and he didn't want to be forced to use them out in the field. No, material weapons fitted him much better and that was all he was going to do. Christopher nodded when Tank told him he would send Erin to get him in the morning and headed into his room to unpack what belongings he had and then settled down for the night. He was surprised by the amount of food and snacks he had in his room, along with various alcoholic beverages. But didn't touch anything, wanting to simply get on with his job and explore the world out there where the supernatural creatures were active. Maybe he could find his brother at some point, one could only hope.

Seven o'clock came and Christopher's green eyes opened as he stared up at the ceiling, being used to waking up this early since he usually practiced with weapons in the morning and evening between his job at the local gym as a physical trainer. He turned off the alarm on the clock by his bedside and picked up the longbow which he had hung up on the wall on a pedestal that had been provided for him in this room. Christopher also picked up his set of twin daggers and put them on underneath his clothes just in case he ran into something or someone that tried to attack him. Yes, he was in this organization but accidents happened and he wanted to be well prepared for them. He was dressed in casual work-out clothing today since he was going to get the clothes sweaty and there was no need to get dressed up for something like that. The blond headed down through the hallways to find the gym at this place and after ten minutes of searching found what he was looking for and started to practice with the bow. At around nine o'clock, he headed back to his room to pick up some clothes and went to the showers which he had no problem finding since they were nearby his quarters. He emerged, feeling refreshed.

Today's clothing was a tan-button up shirt and dark jeans since he was feeling casual. Due to his stomach complaining, he sat down to eat a small snack of fruit and cheese and then started to wipe the longbow down with a wet cloth, having a dry one nearby as well. He heard a knock shortly afterward but didn't move from his position. "Enter." The mortal called out as he continued to care for his precious bow and only looked around when he heard Erin speak and a brow raised when he recognized the male. "So you're Erin. I never guessed you'd be the one showing me around today." He remarked and then tilted his head to the side upon hearing Erin's next words. "Xane? He's the head of the organization, isn't he? Why would he be my trainer? I thought I was just going to be trained like everyone else?" Christopher informed Erin that he would be ready in a few minutes after he had finished cleaning his bow. Once the task was done, he followed Erin out and made a mental note of where the dining hall was since that would come in handy later on. The rest of the tour went along smoothly and he silently marveled at how large the place happened to be. It really did seem to have everything a person could want.

But it also made him suspicious, after all what place gave you the dream without any risk involved? The uniforms weren't to bad and he chose a bracelet over the choker since he disliked things around his neck. He picked up the weapons he was given and hefted them in his hands to get a feel for them and then handed them back to Erin who had a pack that would store the weapons for him until he needed them. The uniform, bracelet and wallet were also stored in the pack but he did pocket the cell phone and nodded when Erin explained he would get missions and training programs through the phone. He picked up the pack when Erin transferred it to him and slung it over his shoulder, nodding when the male left him with his information. The younger male really was quite cute he thought to himself and decided he would take him up on that offer later on when he had some free time. He turned to Xane and smiled when the other male asked him if he was settling in alright and nodded. "Yeah, it's a really big place and seems to have everything a man could want but it also seems too good to be true at the same time. What's the catch?" He asked, looking over at Xane as he waited for the other male to respond to his words.

Really, there had to be something bad about this. Other than the fact that they put their lives on the line out in the field.

 

[FoxWriter]

the building was crawling with people and strange... things. they all ignored Christopher as they rushed to and from, most of them wearing the SDTF uniform, several of them wearing whatever the hell they wanted. one man was even wearing a skirt and blouse as he bounded past Christopher with a stack of papers. Christopher was alone in the Training room, and was alone in the showers as well. Erin grinned a little as he watched the other cleaning his Bow. "yup, i'm Erin, i would have told you my name at the Club, but i was more focused on your dick in my mouth." he teased chuckling a little. "and yes, Xane is the head of Sector twelve. he does take interest in people from time to time, you being human has him fascinated and he wants to see what you are capable of." he admitted with a small chuckle. "your the first real human, no powers to speak of, to be accepted into the SDTF. most people think that Xane is mad... course, they've thought that for centuries." he admitted shrugging his shoulders.

"due to the nature of... well, him, i wouldn't doubt that he's a little mad." Erin admitted looking amused. "he's a Dream Weaver you know." he admitted looking at the other. "He creates dreams, good ones for innocents, and terrible nightmares for the wicked... at least, that was what he used to do, back when people believed in us..." he sighed. "no one was willing to do wicked things in the face of such terrible nightmares... but no one believes anymore, and if they don't beleive, then the Dreams cannot settle, that's why he came to the SDTF, to do the good he could." Erin admitted smiling at the other. "never touch his bare skin unless he gives permission, you'll have nightmares for DAYS, waking AND sleeping." he shuddered. "trust me, i'd know..." he admitted wrinkling his nose as he led the other around.

Xane smiled as he watched Christopher, his eyes amused as he watched the other. "catch?" he asked smiling a little. "your risking your life to save humanity. a person like you will be dead in a week once you go on missions." he shrugged. "that's the catch. almost every person in this building goes on their missions expecting to die." he admitted simply. "we have made this a safe haven for them for when they return alive, or wounded." he chuckled a little. "we have had this place for over fifteen hundred years. we have had a long time to add things, sometimes out of necessity, like the pools, both fresh and saltwater for people like Erin, others because it was requested, like the pool tables." he wrinkled his nose. "a strange game that, Pool, why would you wish to hit balls with a long stick? ridiculous... what where we talking about?" Xane asked, blinking at Christopher. "oh right, the Catch. the thing is, Chris, is that we do not need human money to keep this place running. everything here is run off of natural electricity and natural gas and yes, even off of the people who come in. during blackouts, the lightning Elementals and Fey power the place for us." he admitted simply. "we are a community, we protect each other as much as we can, and this place offers the support and the entertainment that they need when their not risking their lives."

he clapped his hands together, today he was wearing gloves, soft silky black ones. "now, shall we get started? we need to find out just what your capable of!" he teased smirking at the other. "lets start with your bow, since it's your primary weapon." he took the pack from the other and held it while Christopher dug out his training Bow. "it will feel differently from the one your used to, we can't make the fine quality of Bow that you have." he warned. "take a few practice shots and when your ready we'll start the test." he promised pulling a clipboard out of nowhere and settled onto a bench to wait for the other to be ready. once he was, Xane led him to a new area. it was an almost traditional Archery test, with moving Targets that Christopher was going to have to shoot at. "the red ones, those are the closest, are five points, the yellow are ten, the blue are fifteen, and the green are twenty." he explained. "ready? you have one minute to shoot as many targets as you can.... go!" he flipped a switch and the targets began to move, swinging back and forth, moving on tracks, flipping up and down, various things to make shooting them all the more difficult. the end result seamed to have Xane VERY impressed. "you just broke our record by almost fifty points!" he stated staring at the other, shocked. "...VERY impressive, maybe you won't die after all."

 

[Lavi Bookman]

Christopher blinked as he saw a man wearing a skirt and blouse bound past him and his brow rose at the sight that had crossed his path. He wondered if the person had been a male or female and could have sworn it was the former but really wished he was wrong there. Yes, the blond preferred men but he didn't much care for them being dressed up in female clothes. Crossdressing was not on his list of things to see or do and he disliked it immensely, feeling as if he would rather go for a woman if he was into seeing humans in female clothes. Christopher's attention returned to Erin as the younger male continued to speak and nodded. "I see. I didn't know of the existence of Dream Weavers." He remarked and thought about it for a few moments. That explained Xane's reaction in the car ride over and he didn't want to think of what would have happened.

If he had managed to shake the leader's hand back then. Christopher wondered what Erin's story behind all this was but decided not to ask at the moment, after all he had a training period with Xane now but he wouldn't forget. They had all the time in the world, as long as they both managed to survive.

Christopher snorted when Xane told him a mere human like himself would be dead in a week once he went out on missions. "Oh ye of little faith. Why don't we make a little bet then? If I survive for one week after I get my first mission, you have to cater to my every need for an entire day. No matter what it is I ask, you have to obey me and can't complain or deny me." He said with a smirk and raised a brow in Xane's direction. Of course he was playing with fire here by being so bold with the leader of the organization but he liked Xane. Of course, from the other male's demeanor and stature he was sure Xane was a top but if Christopher had him at his beck and call for a day, he could do whatever he liked with him and Xane would have no choice but to obey. He narrowed his eyes when Xane called him by a nickname and his lips tightened every so slightly.

The blond glanced over at the older male. "Please don't call me Chris. I prefer my full name." Christopher said as politely as he could but there was a firmness in his tone of voice that showed he was serious about it. Obviously he had run into some issues in the past with the nickname 'Chris'. The revelation that the place was powered by natural energies and supernatural energies when the former was unavailable made sense and he marveled once more at the organization. He nodded when Xane spoke of testing his abilities with the bow and grasped the training one, letting his senses figure out what this weapon's weight and abilities were. Once he had become accustomed to it, he raised it into the air and pulled back the string, letting his fingers feel the strength of the bow and nodded when he was ready. Once the targets popped up, he took careful, calculated shots.

He hit every single one of the targets he aimed for as a result. But that wasn't surprising for him since he had already warmed up a bit before this and this was also his favorite weapon which he'd had hours of practice with in the past. He had decided to hit every single one of the colored targets three times to show he could do all of them and put down his bow when the time limit expired. "Don't tell me you're gonna back out of our little bet, Xane?" Christopher said with a faint smirk, setting the edge of the bow on the ground as he leaned forward on it and gazed at the leader of the organization once more. Xane really was quite the looker and he couldn't wait to get his hands on him and dominate the hell out of him. Plus he was the head of this place which meant everyone looked up to him. What a change it would be when the tables were turned, he thought with a smirk.

 

[FoxWriter]

Xane smirked a little as he watched the human, his head tilted a little. "a Wager?... this doesn't seam very fair, after all if you do die then i don't win anything." he complained, pondering a little as he considered that. "still... it's interesting... i've never been part of a wager before... i'll accept it." he decided smirking at the other. "and if you lose... i get to keep everything in your room." he decided. "except the bow... i'll make sure that goes to your brother if we ever find him." he promised simply. "but everything else is mine." Dream Weavers liked to collect things, they where worse than Dragons sometimes, only they liked to collect things from people, or from events. they liked to collect history, and as the first human to ever join the SDTF Christopher was going to be a piece of history. Xane had to be impressed with the control and dexterity in which Christopher shot and sighed as he realized he might be loosing that bet. but that was alright, he was eager to see what Christopher had in mind for him.

"i do not 'back out' of things." Xane stated simply as he marked something on the clipboard before running a series of other tests. how far Christopher could run, how much Christopher could lift, without hurting himself. how long he could hold his breath, fortunately Xane didn't require him to get in the water to test that one. he did ask at one point 'can you swim?' but didn't see how well the other could swim if the answer was yes. "your very impressive for a human." Xane admitted simply. "i beleive that i might be loosing this bet... you are aware that while you will control me, i will not be making any changes to the SDTF even if you try to tell me to." he warned, flashing the other a smirk. "but you'll find i'm perfectly capable of obeying orders." he admitted leading the other to a huge garden filled with wildlife. "i need to see how dexterous you are... you see that chicken?" it was a normal, white chicken pecking at the grass. "catch it." he ordered, one of the attendants watching, amused. Xane made everyone try to catch the chicken, some did it, others didn't. it was less a test and more Xane getting his entertainment for the week.

once the chicken was caught, or Christopher gave up, or an hour passed Xane marked something on his clipboard and they both went to the Cafeteria. Xane took nothing from the line of food, instead he took a cup of something that steamed and bubbled that looked almost like Coffee, but turned out to be a very thick type of Liquorice soup filled with a strong brandy or whiskey. it was disgusting, but Xane took small sips, savoring the taste while the people around them made faces at him, which was ignored. "hey!" Erin chirped, grinning as he plopped down next to Christopher. "did you catch the chicken!?" he asked grinning a little. "i failed that test, chased that damn thing for a freaking hour!" he complained, sulking at Xane who ignored him and opened a newspaper, the Psiren snorting at his leader before turning his attention back to Christopher. "most the of the Base is buzzing about you.' Erin admitted grinning at the other. "you beat the Elves in the shooting tests. their very unhappy." he admitted with a small laugh. "as soon as your score came out they all started training to beat it. Elves are such proud bastards." Erin admitted picking apart a fish with his fingers and a pair of chopsticks, mixing the fish with a pile of slimy green goop which turned out to be boiled seaweed.

"he's learning Gun this afternoon... do you think Blades, or sword?" Xane asked suddenly, Erin pausing, pondering as he looked at Christopher. "mmm i don't know, he could do either easily i think..." Erin admitted. "do you have a preference Christopher?" Erin asked curiously. "oh! i almost forgot!" Erin chirped grabbing his bag and started digging through it, muttering under his breath. "ah! here it is!" he chirped, pulling out several Arrows, each fletched with different colors. "the folks at the Technology department made these." he admitted grinning at Christopher. "the yellow is explosive, red is incendiary, white is freezing, green is poison, and blue is a metal that is supposed to be able to cut through almost anything. they where hoping, where you have the best aim... that you'd consider testing them out in the real life scenario... you know, out in the field." he admitted grinning at the other. "Erin is sort of an 'everything' man." Xane admitted suddenly. "he works for everyone." he admitted smiling at Christopher. "he's sort of my second hand man. if someone has a problem, they tell him and he usually takes care of it so i don't have to, so if you have a problem he'll probobly be able to handle it better than i can.... depending on what the problem is anyway." "yeah, i can't punish people." Erin admitted smirking. "i'm a smarts guy, a people person, but i'm a weakling." he admitted with a small laugh. "so if you've got people picking on you, go to Xane, but if you need something or have questions you come to me." Erin admitted, grinning a little as he watched Xane ignoring them.

 

[Lavi Bookman]

Of course the other male wanted something out of it if he won and Christopher shrugged, he didn't care, since if he lost the bet, he'd be dead. "Sure, whatever you want you can have." He told him and made a mental note that Xane wasn't the type to back out of things, even if he thought he might lose. Information was important in this world and could come in handy at the right time. When he was asked if he could swim, Christopher nodded, hoping the other male didn't end up wanting to see how well he interacted in water. The problem was that if he was in water for too long, the urge to use his ability became stronger and harder to control. Mostly because he hadn't really developed it or found someone who could teach him how to control it. Sure there were probably people here who could do exactly that but they would be bound to report it to someone like Xane or Tank and then he would be expected to use his ability out in the field. And that was something he didn't want to do. Christopher looked over at Xane when the man told him he wouldn't be making any changes to the SDTF if he ended up losing the bet and a faint smirk came to his lips as he shook his head. "The SDTF has nothing to do with what I'm planning for you." He said with a light chuckle, letting his eyes flicker over Xane for a brief moment. "Don't worry, I won't have you make any changes to the SDTF."

On the other hand, the members of the SDTF would definitely come into play if he ended up winning the bet. But the department itself held no interest for Christopher and he didn't want to change it even if he did have the power to. No, there were many other things he had in mind for Xane that would amuse him greatly and he hoped Xane would enjoy it as well in the end. But even if he didn't, at least Christopher would be entertained along with a lot of the SDTF members. The blond followed Xane out into a huge garden filled with wildlife and let his green eyes flicker around, making note of his surroundings quickly and then returned his attention back to the leader. So he was to catch one of the chickens here? "Yes, sir." He said and took a moment to watch the chicken as it pecked its way here and there, never stopping in one place for more than a few minutes at a time. Then, Christopher moved forward but instead of going for the chicken he went in the opposite direction and picked up three heavy watermelons that were lying on the ground, ready to be picked up and eaten. He placed two on the ground and the third on top of the two, creating a little blockade in the area he had focused on and effectively shutting off the exit in that direction, if something were to head that way. Then, he waited for the chicken to turn and head towards that area again and came up behind it.

To try and grab it, which he was certain the chicken would notice. It did and clucked as it flew away from his hands and towards the blockade he had set up. Christopher ran after it and when the poultry discovered its escape was blocked, it clucked more and tried to run past the blond. But due to their close proximity, he was able to catch it and held it firmly in his hands as he made his way back to Xane and handed him the chicken. "Here you go. One chicken." Christopher said with a smile. The time it had taken him to catch the chicken had been a little over thirteen minutes. He wasn't sure if that was a long or short time but at least he had managed to accomplish it in the end which was all that mattered. Once the chicken catching test was over, he found himself at the cafeteria with Xane and he looked at the odd dark liquid the leader ended up taking with a raised brow. What on earth was that?! Christopher took a mandarin chicken salad, a bowl of chili and some iced green tea, bringing his food choice over to the table that Xane had chosen for them and sat down. "What do you have there?" He asked, expressing his interest in Xane's odd choice. That was when Erin found them again and the blond let a smile come to his face when he saw him. Christopher reached up and ruffled Erin's hair in an almost affectionate manner and nodded when he was asked if he caught the chicken.

"Yeah but I don't know if I did too well or not. It took thirteen minutes for me to get it..." He said with a sigh, figuring that most had probably caught it in less time than him. "Oh really? What did you try to do?" The blond asked, wondering how Erin had failed to catch the chicken if he had been given an hour to accomplish the task. He blinked when Erin told him most of the place was talking about him and wondered if that was a good or bad thing but his unasked question was answered shortly afterward. "Oh, so that's a good thing then? I'll have to beat any new records that spring up then!" He said with a smirk, wondering what the new record would be once they beat it. When it happened, he would be psyched to beat that one too! "What are you eating?" Christopher asked Erin as he nodded towards the stuff he was mixing together. The conversation turned back to him again when Xane asked about guns, blades or swords and he cleared his throat. "I don't do much with guns so I'm not sure if I'll be that good at them but I do have experience with blades, especially swords. Swords and blades were my brother's specialty and he tended to practice with me, so I'm pretty good at them. Not as good as with a bow but they're my second specialty since I had to be good at them in order to give Cade some exercise." Christopher said with a nod and thought about Erin's question.

"I'd like to do guns since I'm not as good with them as I am with the bow and blades. But I'll do anything you want. This is for practice and to see what I can do, right? So I'll have to do all of them at some point, it's just a matter of what to do first." He said with a shrug and his eyes sparkled upon seeing the different colored arrows. "Oh sweet! Sure, I'll do that and let them know how they work." Christopher said with a smile and placed the arrow quiver into his own bag, making sure it closed so nothing fell out when he got up later. He looked over at Xane when the man told him Erin was an 'everything' man and nodded. "I figured!" The blond continued to eat and when he was almost done, he leaned over and placed his finger beneath Erin's chin, tipping it upward so he could look into the other male's eyes. "So I hear lots of sex takes place here, is that true?" Christopher asked, his voice silky and smooth as he let his green eyes bore into Erin's. Surely the siren would understand his implication. He wanted to fuck him tonight but he didn't want to end up spelling it out for him. The fact that Xane was there didn't bother him in the least, not when Christopher was the one being the dominant one.

 

[FoxWriter]

Xane considered the others nod and then. "alright, you can swim but i'd gather, not well... better keep you away from water based missions then." he mused shaking his head. "can't have you drowning after all, that's not how i want to win the bet." he smirked. "you have to die in a happily GORY way you know!" he teased the other, snickering a little as he watched the other catch the chicken. "hmm." he mused. "clever, not many people think to trap the chicken, usually they just chase the damn thing." he admitted, looking amused as he was handed the blasted thing, not even bothering to set it down. he just chucked the thing over his shoulder, ignoring the cackling and cawing of rage that the bird was issuing as Xane led the way to the Cafeteria and they where joined by Erin.

"... what do you mean what did i do? i chased the damn thing." Erin complained, shaking his head. "the stupid thing is FAST! i still haven't caught it, i try every year." he admitted with a small sulk, Xane snickering a little. "that's because your an idiot Erin." he stated simply, taking another sip of his strange 'soup' mostly ignoring them. "i'm eating boiled seaweed in fish intestines... it's good, want some?" he asked, smirking at Christopher. "it's a Siren delicacy." he admitted shoving the plate under Christopher's nose, Xane snickering as he wondered if Christopher was about to be sick. at least the fish didn't smell too much, the green of the seaweed drowned everything else out... the dish sort of smelled like grass actually. he resumed eating as the conversation turned to weapons and Xane nodded. "at this point in time, we're normally trying to find what your body takes to naturally. for example, Erin is good with the spear and the trident, things that are good in water, and on land. i'm good with short distance weapons, the dagger, the whip, they feel naturally to me." he smirked at Christopher. "it's easy for you, because you already know your weapon of choice. we just have to refine your natural talents and teach you a few more just to make sure you always have a backup weapon."

"he's deadly with the whip too." Erin admitted, smirking. "he can cut right to the bone in a single strike. but he makes fighting with daggers almost an art form." Erin sighed passionately. "it's like he's dancing, and then before you know it, all his enemies are on the ground with their throats slit..." "Sirens enjoy blood." Xane admitted suddenly. "they are cannibals after all." he admitted slurping down the last of his nasty concoction. "hey! we only eat Sailors thank you very much!" Erin complained before blinking at Christopher, looking a little shell shocked before smirking rather wickedly. "of course there's a lot of sex." he admitted simply. "we're immortal, and killing gets boring after a while. sex is fun, we do it a lot... most immortal are whores and sluts... even Xane!" he admitted, smirking as Xane chuckled. "it's hard for me to have sex though." Zane admitted simply looking amused as Erin snickered smirking at Christopher. "maybe you could meet me in my room after your training?" Erin asked slyly, licking his lips. "i have a great many toys." he purred, Xane snickering a little. "and the sex drive of a rabbit... i'll make sure not to get you too early tomorrow... he'll keep you up all night." Xane teased Christopher, but Erin just smirked... there wasn't any denying the truth after all.

"you'll have your Gun lesson right after you finish eating." Xane warned simply, turning a page in his newspaper. and it was true, there was a gun lesson... a boring one, though informative. the instructor was rather old and had little interest in small talk, and they spent the first half hour running through the different hand guns, rifles, shotguns, and miniatures, letting Christopher feel each one and learn the basics of how to hold them. then came the really boring part, once Christopher chose the guns he liked, one hand gun and one long barrel minimum, the instructor ran through how to take apart the gun, how to clean them, how to put them back together, how to load, unload, and safety procedures. then, only after the instructor made Christopher promise not to try shooting them until Xane could teach him how to, did the instructor let Christopher go with the explanation that there would be no lessons until tomorrow, where Xane would teach him how to shoot, and teach him Dagger and sword, filling in the gaps of what Christopher didn't know... which meant for the rest of the day, Christopher could do whatever he wanted.