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MENHIR

 

Born on a farm near the pretty coastal town of Dol-de-Bretagne Samson Gurun is named after the town's patron saint he grew up playing around the clusters of huge prehistoric monoliths that surround his town.

 

 

Like his biblical namesake Samson was always strong even as a child he worked on his parents farm and by 8 he could put gay bales and heavy bags of feed like. A man twice his age Samson was always the largest child in his class. He considered playing rugby but was worried about hurting anyone.

 

 

Though he was a quiet and gentle child he often used his size to protect others from bullies. By 16 Samson was two meters tall and seemingly almost as broad in the shoulder. Quiet bookish but we'll liked and very popular with his female clasmates due both to his good looks and his protective and gental ways.

 

It was during a school trip that Samson life would forever change the coach carrying his class was side swiped by a drink driver the coach's driver over compensated and they left the road tumbling down a shallow ravine.

 

The rest of his class where stunned some badly injured and then the fire started. Samson was the only one not dazed by the impact using his formidable stength he tore him self free of the twisted seats and began carrying his class mates to safety. One by one he freed each person carrying the worst injured to safety organizing the walking wounded.

 

The fire grew thick choking black smoke filling the coach. Finally the driver was the only person left aboard freeing the large old man from his seat Samson could see that he was badly injured.

 

flames licked across the shattered windscreen he took the coach driver in his arms holding him gently he kicked his way through one of the shattered size Windows.

 

 

He was just a few steps from the coach when the wind carried cinders towards the shredded fuel tanks and there was a massive explosions Samsons classmates screamed in anguish.

 

until a huge hulking silhouette appeared from the flames and smoke cradling the form of the bus driver as if he was a babe I'm arms some how Samson had become even larger his entire body covered in a thick layer of rock he looked like a menhir.

 

 

This was the latest french super hero born while he never wears a mask his stone facade have help protect his identity somewhat. Samson is now a student in Paris and has chosen to join the Republican Garde.

 

He is a very large and handsome young man with long hair brown hair his eyes are grey the same colour as a menhir.

 

He is still a quiet and gental figure people often underestimate his intelligence thinking him just a dumb ox but he is extremely well read and attending one of France's top universities.

 

He isn't really a fighter he prefers rescuing civilians and using his size and toughness to draw fire and shield others.

 

he will only attack to protect innocents or if attacked him self he will always try to use the least possible force he is terrified of harming people with his strength.

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Bouclier/maginot

Simon écran is a mutant able to generate an incredibly potent force wall unfortunately he was only able to create it in one plane at a time a single flat unbreakable shield.

He developed his powers when he was 16 and decided to become a superhero. His early success saving people from a fire and rescuing a small child from a lake.

These acts of heroism where unfortunately overshadowed by his first foray into crime fighting when attempting to stop a bank robbery he managed to pin the robbers against the side of the bank with a force wall only for the getaway driver to sneak up behind him and cold cock him the robbers escaped and the whole incident was caught on camera.

Some pundit on national tv compared him to France's failed defences in WW2 and the name stuck no matter how much he tries to get people to use his official name "Bouclier" the shield he is still called maginot. villains often take advantage of his anger in the hopes it will make him sloppy.

Bouclair is kind of a one trick pony he can still only create a single rectangular force wall of considerable toughness but only in one direction at a time since developing his power he has developed a number of tricks to compensate.

His favorite tricks in combat are the wall smash where he quickly move the force wall forward or tilt it down onto opponents to slam them, the compactor where he presses enemies against a wall or other suitable surface applying pressure of needed(since the first failure he is much more aware of his flanks when using the attack) and the plow angling his force field 45 degrees and then charging does to send them head over heels.

Out side of combat Simon uses the wall to protect innocents and his team mates but also laying it flat to make bridges at an angle as a rescue slide or using the plow trick to move obstacles as he can generate the wall at and position he has learned to use it as transport too laying it flat and using it like a magic carpet he is the team's short range transport specialist he can fly them longer distances but as the field offers no protection from the elements they will usually travel in a vehicle carried on the wall.

This is only done in extremis as the field is not the fastest method of travel.

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façonner

 

Amélie "Millie" Merveille was the toast of Paris jet-setting international super model turned world reknown fashion designer.

 

That's all she would have been if terrorists hadn't attacked her fashion week show to get at the wife of a prominent foreign diplomat.

 

As she exloded from her seat Mille's body stretched and distorted she was a blur of fluid twisting limbs bouncing around the room striking the confused terrorists.

 

Suddenly she was international news bringing new meaning to the term "SUPER" model.

 

She revealed that she got her powers as a teenager but hadn't wanted to become a super hero but after the action at her show she loved the action and would become a member of the Garde.

 

Except all of that was lies Amélie is just the latest identity of a being discovered by the French government in a secret Nazi lab under Paris. An amorphous blob of protoplasm in a glass tank largely ignored by the research team until it started to mimic their faces.

 

Eventually the researchers where able to communicate with the blob realising it was like a baby the government constructed a secret nursery facility.

 

 

Amélie was raised by the research team but two married scientists who could not have children truly became her parents eventually after several years of research and training Amelia took on a human form and from then on was raised as a normal little girl.

 

Over the next few years Amélie grew up as a normal little girl She showed above average intelligence eventually by the time she was in her teens the government decided to cash in on their investment.

 

Amélie was recruited by The Service de Documentation Extérieure et de Contre-Espionnage France's external intelligence agency taking on a new identity as a model she travelled the world every few years she would take on a new identity. For the next 50 years she was one of France's top spies throughout the cold war and after.

 

Eventually she grew tired of the grey world of espionage. She tried to drop out but needed An opportunity when the attack on her fashion show happened she took advantage. And now she has left the espionage world to join the Garde.

 

In public Amélie only uses her physical abilities stretching and contorting her body in a complicated chaotic fighting style of her own creation.

 

In secret though she uses her full abilities changing faces and clothing at will. She can mimic almost anyone pass through any barrier that is not completely airtight.

 

With her long life Amélie has a wide range of knowledge she has had many covers scientist model diplomat etc.

 

She has years of experience as a spy She has also developed high end skills in martial arts, shooter and security systems.

 

As a fashion designer she is constantly changing her costume but she likes a variety of swirly amporphous patterns usually on lycra like sports wear but not always.

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Musketeer

 

He wears the uniform of a member of the King's Musketeers. He is an expert fencer and a good shot. He responds to the names of Athos and Aramis but is usually just called The Musketeer. He speaks French, English, German and Italian but may know other languages. He is a gentleman and dresses both finely and with taste. He is the team's martial artist and adventurer. His sword, rapier and guns are not subject to telekinesis or magnetism which infuriates those who try to use those against him. He has no mask but sports a fetching mustache and beard. He also wears a hat and will duel usually for France but very rarely himself. Where a woman's honour has to be avenged or defended there you will find him.

For reasons unknown telepathy will not reveal his real identity or upbringing nor can Mind Control. He cannot also be made to attack the defenceless or innocent via mind control.

Despite the anachronism of his appearance he can use modern vehicles like helicopters, cars and lorries but he is an expert horseman.

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fusionner

 

Jean Claude was a modern day stevadore  at the huge cargo terminal at Calais he did a bit of everything from running cranes and forklifts to repairs and welding.

 

Skilled and hard working Jean Claude was also a bit of a brawler he loved a good fight if he could find an excuse protect a girl or oppose a bully Jean Claude would be in the thick of it .

 

Not much would have changed for Jean Claude he was content in his life and would never have chosen to be a super hero. Unfortunately for Jean Claude super heroism would find him. One night shift whilst welding a broken chain a brilliant fire ball shot towards the port then there was a blinding flash of light and a huge explosion.

 

Jean Claude's co workers where blinded and dazed but he had been protected by his welding goggles dropping everything he ran towards flames thinking that a plane had crashed. He arrived at the crash site to find it wasn't a plane it was some kind of space craft and a beautiful woman with unusual skin tone and stunning golden eyes was the soul surviving occupant she stood weeping and obviously terrified amidst the wreckage.

 

Jean Claude began to approach but as he did so another craft defended this one sleek and menacing. The craft landed and a six huge armoured figures flanking a mother in a osterer black unuforn. Jean Claude hid behind a fragment of the downed craft and watched. The man also had unusual skin and eyes but his where a disquiting silver. The uniformed man approached the weeping woman towering over her his escort standing behind him a wall of muscle. He began to speak. Jean Claude knew he wasn't speaking french but some how he could understand every word.

 

The uniform man looked down on the woman and said so this is how your rebellion ends princess on a back water world on your knees before me. You should have just married me and we could have ruled together. The woman spoke her voice a mix of fury and sadness. I could never marry a monster like you admiral Xax-lec you murdered my parents and want to marry me to legitimize your coup I will never aid you I'd rather die the princess grabbed for a gun at her belt but Xax-lec slapped it from her with contemptuous ease. He grabbed her by her lusterous flowing hair come princess once you have been through the mind scrubbers you will be happy as my bride no more pesky doubts or free will.

 

Jean Claude was incensed how dare this monster attack a woman at his port forced marriage and mind control his rage overcame him he ignored the odds one against seven and charged grabbing the first weapon he saw a golden rod something like a crow bar that lay in the wreckage. He exploded from his hiding place a demon in blue overalls the thick round lenses of his welding goggles dancing with reflected flames he let out a feral war cry.

 

The guards turned as one and fired but none of there energy blasts seemed to come close and Jean Claude was amongst them striking with the golden bar he hit much harder than he should have knocking over the hulking armoured figures like it was nothing one by one he knocked the struggling to the ground. One of the guards drew a ferocious liking glowing dagger and lunged at Jean Claude who b.s. re my managed to twist out of the way a smouldering rent in his overalls a stark reminder of just how close it had been.

 

as he back peddled from the strange knife his fingers touched a combination of points on the rod and the tip began to glow with a bluish green tint Jean Claude swung for the guard but he dodged the rod struck the ground at the guards feet over balanced Jean Claude fell knowing any second that the guard would cut him with his blade he rolled away hopeing he could get away only the strike never came.Jean Claude looked behind him to see the guard struggling his boots fused to the ground. Jean Claude smiled with his new found trick and the rods hitting power he made short work of the remains guards leaving them a tangled knot of limbs fused to the ground and each other.

 

Xax-lec was the only fighter left he stood behind the princess his own glowing blade to her throat. Xax-lecs blade was more ornate but no less deadly than his guards he pointed at Jean Claude you cretinous backwater savage you have no clue who you are opposing now drop the omni tool before I have to kill the princess I don't want to but I can always find another puppet figurehead to replace her the plans won't even notice. Jean Claude hurled down the bar. Xax-lec laughed contemptuously not so tough now without your weapon. Jean Claude just sneered your the coward why don't you drop your knife and show me what you can really do. Xax-lecs smile was filled with malice I have trained with some of the greatest fighters in the universe you are less than nothing it will be my privilege to destroy you and with that he chatged.

 

The fight was intense Xax-lec was everything he claimed his form perfect graceful and flowing. Unfortunately for him it wasn't designed for a rough and tumble steer fight and even though he struck 3 times for every blow of jean clauses it was his opponents rage fueled strength and gutter brawling that would count each blow from the fremchmans hands was like a sledge hammer disrupting the admirals graceful katas soon he could only defend and badly Sri.bling back and back across the focus rough concrete until finally he misstepped falling into the filthy cold water.

 

 

Jean Claude left him battered and bruised treading water to go and tend to the princess with her help he was able to load the guards and a dripping shaking Xax-lec aboard there craft for an uncomfortable flight fused to the cargo bay floor. The princess thanked Jean Claude then taking the golden rod she knighted him and the presented him with the omni tool that he may defend others as he defended her.

 

Jean Claude became a local hero fooling a bank robbery by fusing the getaway cars wheels to the ground and then fusing the doors shut.

 

During his early career he wore his blue overalls and his welding goggles since joining the garde he has been given a better uniform though it still looks like tough work wear and he still wears his welding goggles(although these have also been upgraded with night vision and team comms) the golden rod or omni tool was part of the royal yachts tool kit.

 

Early on Jean Claude only knew how to use the molecular binder which will fuse any two objects together. Over time he has discovered other functions a tractor beam that allows him to lift large weights a molecular debonder that can cut through just about anything.

 

The "atomic shovel" a beam that will cut perfect 2 meter tunnels through even the toughest materials and leave behind super dense bricks formed fromthe removed matter.

 

Jean Claude is sure there are many more functions to discover( the rod definitely allows flight but he hasn't worked that out yet) it does enhance his leap quite a bit and protect from falls. Two functions that do t require any figuring out are the defence shield which protects the weilder from accidents explosions and even light energy weapons and the hammer striking anything with the omni tool causes it to generate an amplification field that boosts the power and knock back of any strikes.

 

Jean Claude still works at the docks part time occasionally he is called away to defend the princess on one diplomatic mission or another.

 

 

The princess and Jean Claude are both very attracted to each other but they are both scared to act on it.

 

Jean Claude because he considers him self not good enough for her and the princess thinks that Jean Claude would only want a human girl.

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The Thunderbirds are a team of Native American heroes, mostly Hopi, who live on a Mesa that was once ovvupied by the Anasazi. They stay by a window made from a curious gray stone substance in order to protect this world from the evil ones who slip through into this world to wreak havoc.

 

The Hopi have a legend that they came from the Third World, which is now evil. This window is an opening to that world.

 

The Third World is ruloed by a totalitarian regime that calls itself The Hand and their world Shibalba.

 

The Thunderbirds do not seek to overthrow that regime, they seek to prevent it from invading this one.

 

 

Inspired by the book, Haunted MEsa, by Louis L'amour.

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The Thunderbirds are a team of Native American heroes, mostly Hopi, who live on a Mesa that was once ovvupied by the Anasazi. They stay by a window made from a curious gray stone substance in order to protect this world from the evil ones who slip through into this world to wreak havoc.

 

The Hopi have a legend that they came from the Third World, which is now evil. This window is an opening to that world.

 

The Third World is ruloed by a totalitarian regime that calls itself The Hand and their world Shibalba.

 

The Thunderbirds do not seek to overthrow that regime, they seek to prevent it from invading this one.

 

 

Inspired by the book, Haunted MEsa, by Louis L'amour.

We could do this next after we determine if there are other members of the French team to do.

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The Thunderbirds are a team of Native American heroes, mostly Hopi, who live on a Mesa that was once ovvupied by the Anasazi. They stay by a window made from a curious gray stone substance in order to protect this world from the evil ones who slip through into this world to wreak havoc.

 

The Hopi have a legend that they came from the Third World, which is now evil. This window is an opening to that world.

 

The Third World is ruloed by a totalitarian regime that calls itself The Hand and their world Shibalba.

 

The Thunderbirds do not seek to overthrow that regime, they seek to prevent it from invading this one.

 

 

Inspired by the book, Haunted MEsa, by Louis L'amour.

Let's start this one.

Here is the wikipedia link

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Haunted_Mesa

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In English his name means laughing mountain, and he resembles one standing 6'3". However that is not the name he is most known by. When otherdimensional creatures enter our world, he allows earth spirits to enter his body, and turns into a 20 foot tall walking stone man. In this form he is known as the Thunderbird called Butte.

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Walks Far

 

He can travel a great distance but it does not appear he is running, just walking. He can carry a friend out of danger but also place something in the way of hostiles. He does not engage in fisticuffs using dodges and blocks instead and throws and take downs if his opponents momentum can be used against them. He tends to be quiet and defers to the authority of the others.

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Eagle Eye has two significant powers; "Eagle Eyes" is the ability to see clairvoyantly from several different perception points at once (and one is always focused on the place where Shibalba connects with this world) and "Wind Whisper" is the power to telepathically send a message to any known, identified person, which will usually be a member of the team. Eagle Eye is not a specific individual person; whoever dons the costume of the Kachina, Eagle Eye, becomes Eagle Eye, but there is always someone standing the vigil, except for the short times when one has stepped out of the role and the next is still assuming it (there are necessary ceremonies to ensure this happens safely and effectively.) The secret initiatory society that fulfills this role even takes care to vary the lengths of their "shifts" just in case the Hand ever figure out there are times when no one is watching and try to learn the schedule. Because the evil ones are stealthy and subtle, Eagle Eye must be alert or they will slip through unnoticed regardless, so no one is permitted to watch more than 24 hrs at a time. Even with the special teas they brew to improve alertness, no one can stand guard that long and remain sharp.

 

Most of the Thunderbirds do not know where the Eagle Eye Kiva is, or who is in the secret society, and prefer it that way - safer for everyone. They do know that when Eagle Eye contacts them, it is not always the same person speaking, but is always the same Kachina speaking through them.

 

Lucius Alexander

 

The palindromedary thinks Louis L'amour may have gotten some ideas from Lovecraft's story "The Mound."

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Setting Sun

 

Named after the moment he was born Setting Sun also has darkness/shadow powers. He is concerned that he might be corrupted by the enemy or by use of his powers. He is not the first to enter combat but will throw up defensive shields to protect his colleagues, innocents or himself with immediate effect if necessary.

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Sand Spirit

 

Like Butte, Sand Spirit powers are earth-based.  Having the ability to manipulate sand/earth at will.  Taking it further, he can "dissolve" into sand and move as a sand cloud/storm. (which has led to speculation by some that he may actually be some form of spirit).  Additionally, the sand he controls or is in sand form can act as some sort of sensory device to locate the enemy and detect their abilities once in our world.   This latter ability has occasionally proved useful in between Eagle Eyes shifts, when attacks would have otherwise been a surprise.  Whether this was pure chance or he has inside knowledge when to be on lookout between their shifts is not currently known.

 

Regardless of whether he be spirit or man,  he prefers the solitude of the wilderness, and stays apart of people, even the other Thunderbirds, when not in time of battle.  THough, he is always there to help when needed.  This desire for solitude is perhaps the cause as much as his powers for the spirit rumors.

 

Note: Curious, what is supposed to be the number of the team?

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Drat well I have one more but badger can pick the next team. This one ended up being kind of long so I'm gonna hide the majority under a spoiler.

Dog Soldier
Brief version Daniel Redleaf is the oldest member of the team and also one of the few non Hopi members He is a member of the Cheyenne tribe he went away to war became a ranger landed at omaha beach got embroiled in a Thule society summoning and ended up possessed by a hellhound.

Eventually he came home and an ancient shaman helped him learn to control the beast now he is the mystic defender of his people . He carries a bowie knife blessed with old magic a colt 1911 and a WWII era web belt loaded with talismans and other occult oddities he's acquired over his years.

The bound hellhound has vastly extended his life and given him increased strength reflexes and healing he can also go to a second form with black shadows for skin and flaming eyes and ferocious claws.

The danger is that if he becomes enraged in this form (much easier due to the bloodlust the hell hound engenders) he may be completely subsumed and turn into a giant berserk demon hound that might attack friends and enemies alike.
 

Daniel always wanted to be a great warrior like his great grandfather  a famous Member of the Dog soldier band and Daniel dreamt of following in his footsteps being a great warrior and most importantly getting off the rez. so in early December 1941 Five days after the attack on pearl harbour.

Taking his only real treasure His Great-grandfather's elk horn handled bowie knife he hitched into billings montana lied about his age and signed up with the US army.

Boot camp was tough the casual hatred of his fellow recruits would have broken other men but Daniel Redleaf took it all in stoic silence.

when Three goons from mississippi took objection to a red skin sharing their living space he sent them all to the infirmary without a word when the drill sergeant issued his punishment daniel completed it with no complaints .

despite the abuse daniel found the rest of boot camp easy .he had been hunting since an early age he already knew how to shoot how to fight how to move silently and track the army just showed him some new ways and he loved it

Daniels exceptional skill caught the eye of a recruiter for a new unit and that's was how Daniel Redleaf joined the Rangers the grueling training would teach him even more honing his skills and he loved it

Daniel was first off the boat when the 5th ranger battalion landed on Dog White sector of Omaha Beach his units scout his squadmates said he could hide behind a sapling and walk over snow without leaving footprints his legend grew and that may have been why his unit was selected for the special mission during the ardennes offensive.

Some SS bigwigs a supposed super weapon intelligence suggested some sort of experimental poison gas. Daniel and his unit got deep behind enemy lines and infiltrated the chateau intel said was the SS base of operations only the super weapon wasn't poison gas.

it was a dark magic rite of a shadowy sect within the SS lead By Uber Gruppen Furer Leon Von Spitz-Berger the infamous Teufel-hund the unit knew something bad was happening as they watched the SS and Thule society sorcerers perform a dark magic rite.

The Thule society members stood robed around a circle painted in blood within was a pentacle and chained at each of the stars give points was chained a ravening ferocious dog each of a different breed. At the heart of the circle in a raised dais stood Von Spitz-Berger chanting in some unknown but corrupt and evil sounding tongue his chant mirrored by the surrounding phalanx of robed practitioners.


Daniel and his unit watched as SS guards drew out a five cowering emaciated women they were forced to there knees.the knelt in wide eyed terror, cowering inches from the slavering jaws of the ferocious dogs.

As the chanting of the ceremony reached a crescendo the foul mages thrust the sacrifices forward into the waiting jaws of the feral beasts.

Daniel and the other rangers knew that they had to do something without a single word they attacked, but it was too late. The dogs savaged their victims the blood fell and the circles disturbing unholy sigils blazed with black flames and shapes seemed to rise through the floor engulfing each hound making them over into huge unholy things made of shadow flame and blood.

The rangers knew they had to Fight back to back they gave it their all but it was not enough they shot as many of The nazi sorcerers as they could but then the huge dog things were on them Daniel watched in horror as the huge hounds tore through his brothers in arms Brooklyn mike went down he heard him scream his defiance as the hounds tore his throat out ,and then there was a huge explosion. Mike had pulled pin on one of his grenades as the hounds tore into him he took three of the hellish creatures with him. Daniel watched helpless as Cortez the quiet Puerto-Rican kid his empty M1 holding back a hounds huge fanged maw, punched again and again with a fist load of rosaries the hounds black corrupt flesh bursting into bright white flame then he went down in a hail of bullets as the SS regrouped.

Daniel realised he was the last of his unit he hurled his last grenade at the SS and blasted away with his M1 until it clicked empty.

he knew he wasn't going to make it out. There was just one thing to do. He drew his 1911 and charged he tried to reach the SS leader to end this horror but as he sighted in on the death-head cap. He began to squeeze the trigger only to be born to the ground by a huge weight. His shot went wild. Redleaf hit the ground hard and found one of the huge demonic dogs a atop him. it tried to gore his throat daniel did the only thing he could shoved his hand into the beast's mouth.

despite the excruciating pain as it's huge fangs pierced his arm, he firing again and again into its skull with the 1911 until it too clicked empty.

he was trapped under the demon's corpse. Weak exhausted and losing blood from his ravaged arm Daniel passed out…

he awoke to a Jack boot in his side kicking him over he looked up into the smiling face of Von Spitz-Berger

“Ahhh finally awake Savage !.” he said smirking down at Daniels prone form.

Daniel realised that it was dawn his arm had been treated and he was outside the chateau. laying on the cold ground in a clearing in the edge of the deep forest that surrounded the chateau.

You and your friends ruined our test last night the newly risen Hellhounds were much less effective than we expected even against America's alleged best.

“What the hell has that got to do with me you Nazi A-hole. “The savage kick to his side doubled Redleaf over in pain.

“Silence you worthless untermensch” the SS leader spat furious with rage he began to rant. “You are to be our hounds first hunt. A ranger and a Savage in these wood when our hound runs you down then we will know just how poorly your normal soldiers will fare when we summon a thousand beasts and they fall upon your lines and drive your pathetic invasion back into the sea and restore our glorious Reich. “ Red faced with rage and bloodlust a mad gleam in his eye .com spitz-berger looked down on Daniel with contempt.

“Not much of a test a wounded unarmed man against one of those things “ Daniel said bitterly expecting another kick for his troubles.

“True! your weapons are 100 meters into the forest straight ahead and you have a 20 minute head start you better run Savage!” calm and icely composed once more the SS leader pulled an antique pocket watch from his uniform pocket and popped it open.” starting now. “

Redleaf rose ready to attack Von Spitz-Berger only to see a dozen as guards all aiming there mausers at him with no other option .

He ran ..

At least the Nazi rat had been telling the truth his web belt with his 1911 M1 and grandfather's knife sat 100 meters into the forest right it was the most beautiful sight of his life .

Daniel Redleaf ran using every trick he had learnt as a hunter to muddy his trail but he knew it was hopeless the sound of the huge beast crashing through the forest heedless of stealth it sounded even more monstrously huge now and it was coming unerringly towards him.

Terrified Redleaf pushed his feet away he knew there was only one choice find a good place to take his last stand and go out like a Cheyenne warrior.

And that's how the hell-hound found him atop a small rise with a deep gorge behind him his rear and flanks protected by the sheer drop Daniel Redleaf. Ready for his last stand. The M1 did nothing as the beast burst from the forest the size of a bear now its eyes filled with fire the bullets merely bouncing from its hide Daniels last grenade barely fazed it as it approached growling loud enough to shake Daniels bones he emptied his 1911 shooting 8 rounds of .45 ball into the creature's glowing eye the eye exploded with molten lava like ichor and then it was upon him Daniel knew this was the end he charged wrapping his powerful arms around the beasts knack even as it's ferocious claws ravaged his flesh and he drew his great-grandfather's bowie knife stabbing it again and again into the beast's flank. Of he had been less distracted by just staying alive he might have noticed the pure white flame they rose from every strike noticed the hounds bellows of pain but Daniel was lost in battle fury and all he knew was keeping his blade stabbing. The hound reared in agony and charged towards the Rocky outcrop at the edge of the gorge hoping to smash the thing that kept hurting it. But in its pain and confusion blinded in one eye it carried them both off the edge and they plunged into the gorge they landed in a shallow pool far below the dog landed first breaking Daniels fall but he was broken he knew his legs and arms were broken his flesh in tatters from the monsters claws there blood mixing in the shallow pool. his last thought was THIS IS HOW A CHEYENNE DIES!..

Daniel Redleaf awoke lying on the corpse of a dead Doberman the hell beast nowhere to be seen and his body miraculously whole. his veins seemed to sing with fire despite his uniform being soaked tattered rags .

he felt amazing and he KNEW that it was time for His revenge.

An expert warrior had gone into that forest what came out was death incarnate with just his bowie knife and whatever weapons came to hand he decimated the SS detachment and left the chateau in flames. Only Von Spitz-Berger escaped and Daniel Redleaf vowed he would hunt him down.

When he returned to HQ His report was laughed out they were going to have him committed well that was until the brigadier from some limey outfit pulled some strings and had him attached to his unit the rest of the war was a mess of fire and blood the British unit was hunting the Thule society and the so-called Hexenwolf the occult rear guard for the Reich and Daniel Redleaf was their biggest stick when they wanted something destroyed they would send him in and fire blood and screams would follow.

When Berlin fell and the final dark workings were stopped Daniel Redleaf found himself no longer needed or wanted a dangerous weapon no longer required.

He was demobbed and sent straight back to the States he was back a week before he killed a man just some bigot in the new York bar Daniel had been trying to drown his memories in called him tonto picked a fight and took on more than he could handle.

Daniel fled New York and ended up back in the place he had been so desperate to leave a few years before. He was there one day before he nearly killed four men crippling two for life in yet another bar fight. It took eight men to restrain him. Daniel Redleaf awoke on his second day on the hard narrow cot of the tribal jail. He smelt tobacco smoke and as he looked around he saw an ancient man sitting quietly he was eerily still Only the gentle puffs of smoke escaping his lips from His pipe revealing that he was alive. He was watching Daniel with intense contemplation. Daniel leapt from the bed “ what the hell do you want old man” he bellowed red faced the old man sat still blowing out a slow trail of smoke and then inhaling it once more. Daniel screamed abuse at the old man but he just sat there passively smoking his pipe breathing in a deep slow rhythm.

Eventually Daniel sat back in the cot watching the old man their eyes locked soon He found himself mirroring the old man's slow steady breaths and for the first time since he awoke in the forest his rage ebbed.

The old man spoke then.

“ How long has the beast been inside you boy?”

Daniel yelled “what the hell are you talking about you old coot?”

The old man didn't speak he just began to breath slowly again. Eventually Daniel calmed once more.

The old man spoke again this rage is not your own boy you bound yourself to something evil it's fire is in your blood “

Daniel swore and raged again but deep inside he knew the truth he hadn’t killed the beast it had merged with him when their blood had it was inside him and all the darkness fire and rage that had filled him since that day was not his own Daniel broke down in tears and he felt boney but powerful arms encircle him and hold him while he bawled.

Later Daniel realized that the cell door has never opened. John White-Crow was a very old man he had known Daniel's great grandfather had been part of his grandfather's and father's first Sun dances.

White-Crow was the tribe's oldest and most revered shaman he took Daniel in helped him to bind the hell-hound though it could never be truly free of it but with years of training with White-crow he had it contained.

After years of training one of the old evils returned to the reservation and white crow and Red Leaf opposed it they defeated it but at great cost White-crow was grievously wounded.

Daniel took on his teachers mantel as the tribes monster hunter protecting the reservations and further afield from the tribes ancient evils and those that came with the white man.



Now He has joined those that guard the mesa.

 

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