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Post by Levi Faollan on Nov 6, 2012 10:36:38 GMT -5
I'm working on an idea and something else so your characters may be mentioned. if you have a problem with that, leave me a message here. Other wise I will use them lol. Also bare with me because this is just a random working idea. more will come later.
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Post by Levi Faollan on Nov 6, 2012 11:17:28 GMT -5
This is the first part of this thing that I've started. I'm still not sure how it will work out. So if you get insulted that I use your character let me know so I won't use them. But here is the interesting installment of the first part.
There were some strange things happening and no one here was sure about what to do about it. People and children both were being snatched by the government with no explanation. Parents were worrying about their children and their families with no good reason for the paranoia. The worst part was they didn’t know what the government was looking for. But one NCIS agent, Leeroy Jethro Gibbs, just crumpled up the newspaper and tossed it into the trashcan as he passed by his desk. He couldn’t shake that growing sense of dread that filled his heart as he sat down at his desk. “Uh boss?” Tim McGee scurried up to Gibbs’ desk. “What McGee?” Gibbs asked as he peered over the rim of his coffee cup. “There’s a man and a young girl in the conference room to see you.” “About what?” “The man said to give you this.” Gibbs took what McGee had and turned it over in his hand. Gibbs ran his thumb over the golden coin and thought for a brief moment. There were some things that were unspoken about his past that he didn’t offer up in light of the recent government activities. He stood up suddenly before taking off, leaving McGee standing there with his mouth agape.
Gibbs turned the corner into the conference room to see a man and a young girl sitting there waiting for him. The man was decked out in Black Ops camos with a dirty blond hair cut. The younger girl was dressed in jeans and a jacket with a huge scarf wrapped around her neck. The man stood up and saluted. “Its an honor sir, a real honor.” “So two demi-gods have appeared in my agency. Something has happened hasn’t it?” The guy shifted from one foot to the other. “Sir, I’m Levi Faollan, Son of Zeus and Black Ops soldier. We are in danger. There has been a killing. We need your help.” “Tell him the other part Levi.” The little girl piped up from the depths of her scarf. Levi was handed a file from the girl, who was hiding it under her huge jacket. Levi opened it up and pushed it towards Gibbs. He picked it up and scanned over it. “We need you and your team to observe us. To prove that we aren’t a terrorist group.” Levi cut his eyes at the precocious little girl. “I was getting to that Rhiannon.” “Wait here.” Gibbs said as he left the room in a hurry.
Gibbs came up off the elevator and into the squad room where his team was already gathered. He had already braced himself for the barrage of questions that would ensue upon his return. As usual, McGee was the first to ask followed by DiNozo’s snarky little remarks and Ziva’s retorts in response to DiNozo’s idiocy. He was a good agent but a little dense sometimes. “Pack your bags and leave your guns here.” Ziva pause in the midst of putting her gun to her side. “And the knives?” She asked with a curious look. “Those are fine. Conference room first.” The team traded a look as Gibbs gathered up his bag and then walked with them to the conference room. Gibbs looked at Levi and Rhiannon. “Uhh boss?” “McGee, this is Master Gunny Sergeant Levi Faollan. He will explain what you need to know.” Gibbs said as he took a seat at the table. Levi nodded as Rhiannon closed the door behind them and locked it tight. He took a deep breath before opening up the file. “We are here on behalf of Camp Half-Blood.” “Camp Half-blood? Is that military?” Ziva interjected. “No Camp Half-Blood is a sanctuary for Greek demi-gods. That is where we live and train to fight monsters….” “Wait wait wait! Monsters? Are you kidding me?” DiNozo asked in a rather confused and slightly sarcastic voice. Levi rolled his eyes. It was always hard to explain to someone new about their camp. He went on to explain about the gods and the monsters and training. But it seemed that with the more that Levi tried to explain, the other three members of Gibbs team seemed like they didn’t believe him and that he was in dire need of a psych evaluation. “And we are needed at this place, this camp half-blood?” asked Ziva. “Very desperately so.” Rhiannon said. Gibbs’ team looked at him for an answer. “Hope you guys don’t mind kids.” He said as he stood up and headed out the door.
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