Showing posts with label The Pratt Foundation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Pratt Foundation. Show all posts

Friday, November 27, 2015

Team Kendra and ParaCorp #FanficFriday

Another sub of Pratt Corp. is our paranormal investigating company, ParaCorp, which funds the monster hunting teams around the world and investigates paranormal activities for a fee. My operatives there make a nice salary for their work and the world gets a little brighter with each poltergeist or demon they deal with. ParaCorp is funded by clients and grants from organizations which need our services from time to time... The operatives mostly just call themselves slayers, hunters, agents or ops.
       
When a portal opened up in Denver and a slayer walked through and began slaying demons left and right, ParaCorp was called to deal with her as she had "superhuman strength." The Denver team tracked her down and offered her a job with the company and Kendra the Vampire Slayer became part of the Denver Team for a while....  

Led by Maggie and Natasha, former government ops, the Denver team had mostly just been dealing with spies and threats from shadow governments and hackers, but Natasha admired Kendra's fighting style and began training with her to learn from her, and she felt that the Denver team needed to be well trained for supernatural threats as well. So when Kendra awoke talking of a very dark power about to rise, Natasha and Maggie decided it was time for a new task force in Denver and Natasha was to lead it. She and Kendra began training new recruits hand picked for the team. 

While Team Natasha was forming on one front, Neo and his team of hackers began working on a line of robots designed to fight monsters but made to look like ordinary girls... The designs were based on Buffybot and the team called them Fembots in honor of those Austin Powers flicks. The battle bots were built for heavy duty battles but soft to the touch and functional as spies. All the best tech went into the program and all the known fighting styles too.     

After the techs had done all they could for the bots, they began training with Kendra and Tasha and only the bots that Natasha felt were ready were sent out on missions with the team.... The battle bots learned from the team and the team learned from them...   

When another portal opened up in Denver one day and a bunch of vamps attacked Denver Airport, Team Kendra was sent in to deal with them...   

While people were screaming and running for their lives, Kendra and the bot squad let loose on them, slaying them all in prompt fashion. Then, it happened, while Natasha was rounding up the team to head back to base, a little girl walked up to her and pulled on her coat... 

"Hello," said Natasha. 
"You cannot win, We are eternal," said the little girl who then fainted and fell into Nat's arms... 
"Possessed by a dark entity," said Kendra. "It is gone, now...." Kendra looked about the airport, but could not sense the entity any more. The battle bots surrounded them to head for home, but some how Tasha knew this was just the beginning....




  


Friday, October 30, 2015

DARKCHILDE RADIO #FanficFriday

ONE morning I got a call from Regina, my assistant at Pratt Corp., to meet Bailey at my Santa Monica office. Which was at the Asylum, a dance club I had bought interest in. Bailey was one of the leaders of my Cincinnati Team led by the enchanting witch Jennifer.
        The two of them were loyal as any Childer could be, and they often do me favours like when they got controlling interest in a local radio station there which they now run and split the profits with me.

While their day job is quite profitable, the Cincinnati team does rather well as highly paid assassins of demons and monsters who attack innocents... You might call them the Cincinnati ghost busters without Slimer....   I call them Team Bailey....

When I took the elevator back to Santa Monica, it opened to the Asylum elevator. Not surprising since Lorne was rather fond of dancing and probably had some business dealings with Jeanette, the club owner... When I got the call from Bailey to meet up, I directed her to the club and ordered a bottle of Bourbon. I took the bottle and went up the stairs to a loft over the bar and watched all the vamps and goths and ghouls dancing on the dance floor below....
Some of you are asking what a ghoul is right about now.... You see, a ghoul is human that wants to be a vampire so they do favours for them and let them feed off them until the master decides to turn them... kind of like vampire groupies... 

Bailey and Jennifer were at a convention one night in Cincinnati when they were attacked by biters and left to die, I happened upon them just in time and gave them some vampire blood to heal them, but as we left the room to take them back to their own rooms, the vamps who had drained them saw us and shot them both killing them, and turning them, due to the vitae in their systems.... By the time they were reborn... I had ripped the three vamps who killed them to shreds and bled them dry... They turned to dust before the girls eyes and I had to teach the girls how to live the life of the undead... The Danse Macabre we call it.... 

As Jen was a powerful witch before she died, she was able to create daywalker rings for all of us and  still supplies all my operatives with magical items for a fee. Today, she was sending me a care package of magical gizmos and such, that included some magic flasks that fill with fresh blood every time you close them, A handy tool for the vamps I employ to protect the innocents. Bailey handed me a flask with my initials engraved on it with a smile.... 

"Why thank you, luv... It's lovely..." says I. 
"I was going to order you one custom made, but Jennifer wanted to make it herself. She says, it is bonded to you, so you can  find it any time you are separated from it... Some kind of tracking spell or something..." says Bailey... 
"I love it. Thank you very much, my dear. How are things in Ohio?" asks I. 
"Good, good, we just collected about ten thousand in bounties this month, and the radio ads are selling well too... I deposited your share in the usual account as always..." says she.   
"Marvelous, you girls are the best, keep up the good work." says I. 
"Also, Jennifer bought some other stations out and increased our revenue by about 300 percent. They started a company to over see all the stations and Jennifer is the CEO. She calls it DarkChilde Radio. You are the major stockholder and Chairman of the Board, of course. This is a copy of the documents and list and addresses of the Directors." says she. 
"Oh, luv. Just email me a copy and put the paperwork on my desk will you..." says I. 
"Very good, sir," says she. "I'll see to them personally."   
"Actually, you know what? Get with Gina and have DarkChilde brought in as a subsidiary of Pratt Corp,," says I. 
"Very well, I will coordinate a meeting with Gina and Jennifer and see to it that's done, sir." says she. 
"Oh, and Bailey,... call me William, please" says I.   
"Very well,... William," says she, and that's how DarkChilde Radio Corp. was born...