Maria "Zeit" Geringer

"'Why does a communication company have this...' ~ Maria, while holding a rocket launcher."

=• Prologue •=

 This is not a petty little journal where you store your thoughts about that guy you have a crush on or how your teacher made you "sooooo mad". This is a recount of my life so far, so I never forget who I am. I was born in Washington DC. You know, that place with a big White House where they confine the country leader for his "protection".... Like if he wouldn't die if they bombed the place...

Anyway, I think I had a pretty nice childhood. I'm the second child of a cop family, with a brother six years older. I think he became captain not long ago, I should send a card or something. Mom and dad are both on the force too. At that time, my dad was just a patroller and mom was working at file management. Naturally, I was influenced by all of them and I decided to be a cop too. Dad trained me well, everywhere from firearms to hand-to-hand combat.

Mom helped train too, but she trained my mind instead of my body. I still remember the hours of mind exercises to remember even the smallest detail in a report or on a crime scene. And math.... oh god I dreaded that part... And, of course, an older brother help in his own way. We fought in everything, but I can't say he didn't liked me... We did laughed a lot.

I did made it on the force too. Cop school was a breeze when you've been trained before and I toped my classes. I even made it to the same field team as my dad, who had been promoted to officer by then. I was twenty-one by then. Youngest in the force is not a bad achievement, even though being called "youngling" by all the old guys tends to be a bit annoying. I wonder if the guy's nose ever straightened up... Anyway, this lasted a year or so.

But yea, you probably guessed something happened. But no, my dad didn't got killed or anything like. What happened was.... odd... And that's putting it lightly. No, a dog doing a cat is odd. This was... Impossible...

We were out in the city when we got the call that a bank was being robbed. Of course, we headed there with the whole team. We expected a few guys, badly equiped. Turns out they were ten and very well equiped... And nowhere near pacific... They shot on sight, right in my dad's shoulder. Naturally, we shoot back. You know these scenes we see in movies where the bad guys shoot thousands of bullets and touches no one? Well, that's bullshit. We were lucky that no one was fatally wounded. That's when it happened, as I was shooting back. I didn'tnoticed until the fight was over but... Now I remember. I can't explain why, but time... slowed, but I did not. Everything moved so slowly. I jumped out of cover and shoot a bullet at each of the robbers, even getting as far as the bank door when time came back to normal.

No one understood how I was standing in from of the door, with all the robbers down on the ground, wounded, dead or whatever. Hell, even I can't explain it. Fact is, I got promoted regardless of how weird that was. But from that point, I kept being dispatched on the weirdest cases...

=• The Park Incident •= So here I am, promoted to squad leader of the newest branch of the investigation departement, the Special Investigation Section, or SIS... You can guess that the running gag was that we were the little sister to CSI section... But these guys never faced what we did. The worse they faced was murderers and rapist. While they dealt with them, we faced things that I still have trouble believing they exists. Of course, all this was covered up. Those were my first real steps into the secret world...

Things started fast for us. Our very first case was a streak of disapearance in the National Mall. Every time the same thing, no body found but a lot of blood. Sometimes I think back and wonder if there was even enough blood in a person's body to leave the pools we were faced with. No clue whatsoever either and it had happened seven times. So when the CSI can't do their normal stuff, they send us. We were as stuck as them for a while, searching the whole area without success. Until a member of the team decided to climb a tree near one of the scenes to see if there could be something there...

When he climbed that tree, he noticed something when he looked a the blood. Like a symbol or something. So naturally, I had to take a look myself and when I got there, I sent to have pictures taken of all the crime scenes from above. Each of them was different, but there was no mistakes, they were all symbols... With that, we could finally start working on something. First time I ever stayed at the office longer than a day. I had to search all our database for these weird letters and found nothing. So I turned to the best database of all, the internet.

I did find something after all. It was some kind of markings from a popular author named Lovecraft. I learned later to always remember that name. Reminds me i have to read his stuff... These markings were meant to summon some kind of beast from outer space that could bring the destruction of our world. Back then, I thought some guys had just went crazy and started to do this ritual by killing citizens. Today, I'm glad i stoped them. After reading up on the ritual, I managed to establsh a pattern and predict where the murderer would go next and we prepared to ambush him or them.

We had everything ready and I had predicted right. The murderer came exactly where I had thought he would. Only they were three. Two weirdos, wearing mask that looked like skull with tentacles, who dragued a third person. He was pretty beaten up and could barely walk. They prepared their little ritual unaware of us and we waited for a bit. When one of the masked guy pulled out aweird ritual knife to stab the third one, we jumped out. They seriously resisted arrest, these two. They were fighting like madmen, charging us. They even managed to badly wound one of the men I had before we managed to bring them down. It took like three bullet in each heads.

Luckily for us, their victim was alive and, while beaten, still pretty concious. We patched him up and called the ambulance. On the way to the hospital, he told us about a secret room under the Washington Memorial. There were apparently more captives down there too, along with more masked cultist. Not a second to waste, with two of them dead, the cultists might decide to kill everyone else. We assembled a squad and headed for the Memorial.

I don't know if any of you ever visited the interior of the place but, while the public section is all nice and well, the lower section are damn creepy. And I'm not even talking about the secret part. Barely lit, dust everywhere... I even saw a few rat skeletons. For a few seconds, I forgot why we were here and wondered who cleaned. I filled a report after saying that they should change janitor. The lowest level was by far the weirdest, with walls made of stone and covered with masonic symbols. Nothing like the creepy ones made of blood though. Well carved into the walls, likely by a master mason. It felt like we had went back in time. No one had entered this place likely in century. Well... Escept for the cultists.

<p style="text-indent: 30px">Talking about the cultists, the secret door was pretty obvious when wide open. Apparently, they had forgot to close it, but it was guarded. We were attacked by a masked weirdo the second we entered. Didn't last long this time. We had gave up on arresting any of them at this point. After a long hallway going deeper in the earth, we found the secret room. Large is a small word. Disgusting too. The whole floor was painted red. I let you guess what we imagined it was. In the center, there was a star in a circle, a pentagram I learned later, with a cultist at each point and one in the middle, all draped in robes and masks. In a corner, there were about six other persons, tied, most of them hurt. The other victims.

<p style="text-indent: 30px">We did tried to arrest them. But of course, they were all high on their ritual and charged us with knives. Let me tell you, two of them were already trouble earlier in the Mall. So I let you guess what six was like. I had to face the "leader" alone. He gave me my first glimpse of anima power when he threw at me some kind of fireball. Somehow, we managed to take them down without a loss. One of my men had both legs broken though. All the hostages were rescued, a complete fucking success. It's when we got out of the memorial that we faced another kind of problem.

<p style="text-indent: 30px">When I say problem, it was exactly one. It was just frustrating. Out of the memorial we those guys we see in movies after unnatural events occurs. You know, the black suited guys, black vans, black helicopters. Orochi, I think they called themselves. It was over in minutes. They took the hostages to one big black ambulance, debriefed us, treate our wounded and told us to not say a word to anyone and go home. I even tried to go investigate the secret room a day later but they had sealed it off. Frustrating... So I gave up for now and returned to work. I have no idea were the report went, but I feel like it disapeared entirely. But that wasn't the last time I faced odd events...

=• <font color="#3A5894">To London and back •= First contact withthe templars. Joint investigation.

=• <font color="#3A5894">Follow the rabbit down the hole... •= DO NOT READ YET! IT'S A REMINDER FOR MEY!

Follows a report about a giant rabbit in the sewer, find the corpse of a mascot. But who did it?

=• <font color="#3A5894">The story begins now •= TEXT GOES HERE

=• <font color="#3A5894">Equipement •= <font size="4" color="#3A5894">Weapons • <font size="3" color="#3A5894">Redemption A rather large, six-shots revolver, it was handmade by a friend of my father, as a parting gift. Turns out that guy knew about this "secret world" and made the weapon according to it. It shoots specially crafted bullets powered with Anima so a single bullet can cause as much damage as possible. The drawback is that putting anima in bullets forces to limit the number of ammo in the gun, thus the six-shots style. To compensate this, the gun came with a reloader that let me reload fully in one shot instead of one bullet at a time. I wear it in a leg holster.

• <font size="3" color="#3A5894">Saint A long sword. I took the design from a collector sword I saw in a shop once. "The Sword of Saint Michael" it was called. I thought it was fitting so I had a real, battle-ready sword made in the same look and blessed so it would actually be helpful against darkness. As for the name.... Well, I didn't wanted to just use the collection name. It would be silly.

• <font size="3" color="#3A5894">Remington 870 A pretty nice shotgun that I used back when I was still on the force. I was used to it so I got this model, with some adjustment for my new "job". First, the shells are anima charged, to, you know, increase power.... like if it needed more power... Second, I added a strap to be able to carry it... No, we had none back in DC. Finally, A side shell holder. That's useful for reloading.

<font size="4" color="#3A5894">Items

• <font size="3" color="#3A5894">First Aid Pack

I don't think this need much description, it's a first aid kit. It's small enough to fit everywhere and contains everything needed to treat a wound. Only drawback is that the size means you have to replace the items in it right after using them as there are no spares.

• <font size="3" color="#3A5894">Anima Bullets

Those are specially made bullets powered by anima. A single bullet is enough to take down most smaller enemies, like zombies, no matter where they are hit, but the power generated means only a limited amount can be kep in a gun while active.

• <font size="3" color="#3A5894">Iphone 4S Custom Model

A modified Iphone. It's made so the battery is removable and changable. Also, it can connect to any network, bypassing the passwords and security, and has a direct access to a database containing information about.... pretty much anything. The signal is also boosted so the phone works even if inside a building with meters thick walls. Comes with two spare batteries and a capacity of 64GB, along with a silicone protection case.

• <font size="3" color="#3A5894">Cyberboost Bars

Meal bars that you can buy in most stores. They are packed with proteins and vitamins and comes in many flavours. While it doesn't equate to a full meal, it can work as a temporary replacement. Note: my cat loves them.

• <font size="3" color="#3A5894">Headphone set

A set of headphones that comes in pair to maintain easy contacts on the field. Also works well as a hand-free phone when just taking a stroll in the city.

• <font size="3" color="#3A5894">Shades

A pair of black shades.

• <font size="3" color="#3A5894">One Shoulder Backpack

A backpack, one-shoulder style, black. It is inscribed with a special glyph created by the scientist working for the Council of Venice and distributed to all of the secret society for their agent. The glyph creates a small, out-of-reality space within the backpack, allowing one to carry virtually anything. The space is still limited to about fifty items, but there exist ways to increases the size.

• <font size="3" color="#3A5894">Book Set

A few books of various subject, including herbalism, myths and legends, guns magazines, story books (including Game of Thrones).

• <font size="3" color="#3A5894">Cat Treats

Bite sized snacks for cats, chicken flavored. I always keep two bags at least, Kitten is quite demanding.

• <font size="3" color="#3A5894">Nintendo 3DS

A Nintendo 3DS with a wide variety of games including pokemons (I'm still hoping the "Everything is True" line pays there), Fire Emblem, Zelda and many others, mostly RPGs.

=• Relationship •= TEXT GOES HERE