Of Coffee and Murder (Looking for workers!)

[charles]

-Somewhere in downtown Forks-

A pair of teenagers walk slowly down the side walk, goofing around and paying to real attention to their surroundings, rounding a corner they see that one of the old buildings of the town is undergoing serious renovations. Piqued with curiosity the two approach the door to see the following sign:

Charles Café and restaurant
Now Hiring all positions!
Full Time and Part Time
Wages negotiable,
Please send your resume to the address below,
Thanks and hope to see you in three weeks for the grand opening![/Centre]

Below the sign a bunch of tags with an email address fluttered in the wind. Smiling the two girls each took a strip before continuing their stroll.

-- Somewhere out in the countryside near forks--

Charles gave a sigh of relief as the last trap was finally set up. It had taken him days to change this countryside villa into a veritable death trap. Anyone entering without permission would find themselves in multiple pieces by the time they left the foyer.

The building was very nice, an old mansion he had aquired for surprisingly little situated on an acreage. It used to be a farmhouse but after he had worked on renovations it was now a modern getaway. But the main floor and top were all for looks, the basement was his true abode.

It was there his weapons lay, over 15 different firearms, 5 different kinds of ammunition, flash bangs, grenades, with all this he probably could outfit an entire army. And then there was the technology, the computers that were hacked into NORAD. motion sensors, and his newest toy, the controls for a Predator Drone. Charles didnt know how his supplier had been able to get ahold of it but he was not complaining. The USA's most dangerous tool in assasination at his finger tips. From his basement he could attack a target over 700 kilometers away, hover overhead for 14 hours then return to base. Already he had hidden the drone on a makeshift runway a couple meters from the house.

This was his new home, his base of operations. And no one would take it from him this time.

(Alright this is sort of an open thread. Im just posting charles day to day actions, his work in his lab, new weapons he aqquires and so on, anyone wishing to work at the Café simply make a post of you sending the resume, so long as your obviously human looking youll probably be accepted.)

[charles]

----- A couple days later------

Charles bit down a cry of pain as he shifted his arm in the sling. That bloody vampire the night before had done this to him and when he had thought himself the victor but that girl had protected the creature. She had stalled him long enough to allow the creature to begin regenerating, Charles had no choice but to run before the vamp got back on his feet.

Looking around the lab he sighed before moving to the blood sample he had taken from the werewolf days earlier. He had been able to succesfuly culture the blood and had enough samples now that he could begin testing. He had already ascertained that the myth of silver harming the creatures. that was the easy test. The order had been placed for a silver coated ammunition for at least one of his pistols. Taking a sample of blood Charles placed it under a microscope and began to examine the blood in detail. A second later he was distracted as his computer lit up with a new email. Sliding his chair over he took a few minutes to read before giving a soft chuckle. His supplier had managed to aquirre and modify a batch of nanobots from a lab. He spoke of them accelerating tissue regeneration immensely. It wouldn't be able to match what the abominations could do. But it was a start. This was the time for humanity to show that were gods true children, to show that while these creatures may depend on their enhanced speed, strength and senses, humanity would beat them in the only realm not limited by the physical, in spirit and mind. Human ingenuity would prove to be their salvation.

Returning to the blood sample Charles began work on isolating the individual genes which would later spliced with lab rats for further study.

[charles]

-- Next day --

"And sign here, and here, and that's all sir. Have a nice day!" the man walked off back to his car leaving Charles with a rather large package. Grumbling he struggled with one hand to bring the box inside before opening it. As expected it was all the new ammunition his supplier had promised him. Smiling Charles made a quick check to make sure they were fine before pushing them aside to pull out a small canister pulled with what appeared to be a silver liquid with a letter attached. The nanobots.

Opening the letter Charles took a few minutes to read the instructions. It seems the Nanobots did indeed accelerate tissue growth by a massive amount, however it was far from the miracles the abominations could pull off. Instead an injury would take hours to heal as opposed to weeks. Charles' broken arm would be healed in the course of an afternoon instead of him waiting the weeks it should take. Of course Charles was not one to simply inject himself with the devices, strolling over to one of the counters he pulled out and pinned down a lab rat before injecting it with a small amount of nanobots. After a few minutes he then used a knife to carve a gash across the rats back and parallized it above its hind legs before placing the squealing rat into a cage by itself. For the next few hours Charles organized the newly arrived ammunition and loaded one of his two pistols with the silver tipped bullets. Three hours had passed since he had injected the rat with the nanbots and when he checked on it again he saw that it was completely healed and was running around on the wheel in its cage. Smiling Charles took out a larger syringe and grabbed the canister before emptying it. Looking at the syringe filled with the silver substance Charles smiled. It wasn't much... But it was a beggining, soon the geneticly modified rats would be born with the werewolf genes spliced into their DNA. Soon the testing could begin...