2/18/2012 Brian's Take
Ok wow, so Haiti... Why the hell did I decide to to help Morgan with anything? He plans like most go to an Art Musuem by wandering around and going "oh, pretty". I did not truely understand how dangarous this was....
First I have a meeting with two Black Ops captain. I almost wish I had enough for them to do, working with these guys is great and I would love to have them under my employ. They go over several of the the options and such, only restriction I put on the mission is the stay un international radar which means staying within the Genenva convention. We went over an internal assult team supported by a morter team. Two internal assult teams and finally keeping both teams out as morter teams. Jeremy had already raised the concern about bring mortals in, they would most likely die from disease and help power the demon. So we kept them out as morter teams.
I had some of my personal ghoul security fly the planes for the drop into Haiti to make sure I had good people. We arranged to exit stratigies, land and sea. Sounded like we had some good plans.....
When we get there we find mortals hanging in chains barely alive. Not moved in days and ripe. We kill one and they all fall down. We kill a second and they start getting up to attack us. The demon(or something else nasty) makes them start exhallying this miasma of gas, makes Jurgas lose blood and almost makes Jeremy and myself do the same. We start getting attack by spirits(found that out later) that are taking our blood. Jurgas starts to lose it, he is just not ready to play at this level. Jeremy takes him up to the roof so he can leave but he loses control before he can get away. Jeremy ends up pitching him off the roof. No help for it, we will have to deal with that later.
Jeremy and myself try to keep a moving battle, all the mortals seem to have died. Jeremy was confinced that the Demon was gathering all their energy. I had no reason to think he was incorrect. After seeing to mouths with jaws and long tounges, that no one else could see I started to get jumpy. The corpses started to rise. This in itself did not disturb me much, as I have seen it many times. But they blackened and their nails became long claws. They were very close to Protean claws, and Jeremy and myself and a very serious fight on our hands.
