Mobile HQ of COS near Paris Colonel Thierry was watching the assembly of screens right in front of him. Satellite pictures, tactical maps, twelve helmet cameras of Capitaine Manon and his troops. They also had their lifesigns. "Eyes on the ground." The Lieutenant next to him reported and the Colonel sighed. He could see that himself. "Merci." He simply hissed and leaned forward to take the headset in front of him and put it on. "Open a line to the 117th." He said and immediately he heard the beeping in his ears. "Captain, report." He simply said. "No contact, moving to waypoint one. Repeat no contact." The Captain was calm, but there was a certain anxiety in his voice only a soldier would recognize. "Give me some details, Captain." The Colonel said and leaned back, rubbing his forehead. "The streets are empty. We went into one of the houses. Meals still standing on the oven and dog food cans opened in the kitchen. TVs were running. Showers. AC. It looks like everyone just vanished in a blink of an eye." The Captain's camera showed him approaching the Champs Élysée and it was completely empty. "Bodies? Animals? Anything?" The Colonel asked. "Nothing, Sir. No sign of life so far." The Captain reported. "We documented the scenes. Sending the files now." "Understood." The Colonel said and stared at the satellite picture. "You get close to the target now. Be careful Captain. We have no idea what we are dealing with." "Affirmative." The Captain said and his men had to walk around crashed cars and fires that had broken out. With nobody to put them out, it was not unlikely these fires would consume the capital of France the experts had said. If the water from the sewer systems did not get up first. Nobody could say how long the pumps would work with nobody there to make them work. "Target in sight." The Captain then said. "Await orders." "Zoom in." The Colonel ordered the Lieutenant next to him. The man needed a moment to see what his superior meant, then he enhanced one of the soldiers camera view. There she was. In the middle of the street knelt a young woman and her head moved slightly forward and back, her hands covered between her hands. "Stay at a distance. Code Red." The Colonel ordered the Captain. "Can you determine what she is doing?" "I believe she is crying, Sir." The Captain said and the Colonel leaned back. "Get a five on her." The Colonel said and looked around in the command room. "Got a five on her." The Captain confirmed, as his sniper took aim. "Target is a teenager, Sir." "Understood. Deadly force is authorized. Take her down." The Colonel said and waited for confirmation. The Captain took his time. "Captain that girl killed two million people. Take her down." "Confirmed." The captain said and on the screen a clean shot silently hit her chest and the girl collapsed. It was almost trivial when you watched someone die on a screen. "Target down." The Captain confirmed. The Colonel leaned back. "Give her another one to the head. We need to be sure." The Colonel sighed. They had executed a girl. A girl who was the greatest mass murderer of all times. What had the world come to? ------------------- Conference Room, EU Headquarters, Brussels The Defense Ministers of the European Union had come together in an emergency meeting. They had all been in town to discuss budgets. France was represented by General Roman De Croix, as their Minister had been one of the victims of events in Paris. The Minister of Agriculture had not been in town and had taken over the duties of the French Government, but it would take days before he would have appointed staff to even the most rudimentary offices. The whole French Government and Administration had been victims of this ... attack. "The Terrorist was a 15 year old Girl named Louise Leroux. She was a registered Gifted and the survivor of the attack." The General reported, doing a good job at keeping his voice under control, also he was clearly shaken. "Has she been detained?" The Minister from the Netherlands asked. "Today at 1223 a team of our special forces neutralized her, Minister." He answered. Nobody objected. Everybody simply nodded. "Please continue." The Hungarian Minister said. The General nodded. "The estimated victims are one point six million including the whole Government, Military High Command, High Court, Parliament, Police and Administration. Within the radius of the attack we have so far found twenty seven survivors who have been detained and are questioned as we speak. They are all registered Gifted, like the terrorist." He concluded his report and put down the paper with shaking hands. "Did you have relatives among the victims, General?" Anna Albrecht asked. She was the German Defense Minister. "My family lived in Paris, Madame. Only my daughter survived as she studies abroad." The General said and now his voice was failing as he fought tears. "My deepest condolences, General. It goes without saying we will support France in any way we can in this dark hour and ..." Anna Albrecht was cut short as Rodrigo Manolo from Spain spoke up. "Yes, of course. Let the speeches be done by our heads of state. We are here to discuss more urgent matters. Do we know why Ms. Leroux committed the worst terror attack in the history of mankind?" He asked. "She seems to have been mentally unstable. We retrieved her medical files saying she was treated for a narcistic personality disorder with signs of paranoia. She was released a month ago from Saint-Anne where she was committed for being a potential danger to herself and others." The General reported what the remains of their intelligence had gathered in impressive speed. "A psycho with the power to wipe out cities. Great." The Italien Minister Rossi sighed. "How many Gifted are registered in Europe as of today?" Banolo asked. "4.355 Gifted are registered within the member states. 345 in the U.K. 63 in Swiss. Over twenty thousand worldwide. Gifted have appeared in 73 nations so far. But not everyone is registering. In Africa only SA and Egypt have begun the process. China, Japan and Singapore are very effective, but many of the emerging countries are struggling. Large parts of Asia are blind spots. Mexico and Brazil do not share their numbers." Anna Albrecht said. Her blue eyes went through the room. Intelligence and national security representatives were not even present here, but the concern among the assembled was clearly visible. "Bloody hell." Rossi said. He leaned back and shook his head. "We have discussed about bans to weaponize them over the last twelve months." He shrugged. "Obviously they do that all by themselves now." "My Government is doing a threat analysis of all Gifted as we speak and I suggest your Governments do the same ..." Albrecht said. Again Banolo interrupted her. "And then? What do we do if someone is a threat? What then?" The Spaniard asked. There was a long silence in the room. "Ladies, Gentlemen." Minister Lampros raised his voice. Greek had suffered an attack with two hundred dead earlier the years as they tried to arrest a criminal Gifted in Thessaloniki. "We need a practical solution. If we declare war on the Gifted, who are still citizens of our own countries, they will be pushed into action and retaliate. We have seen today where this might lead. The possibility we might loose such a war is very real." Anna Albrecht sighed and now it was Herbert Knapp of the Austrian Defense Ministry who spoke. A state secretary only, he represented his Minister regularly and was known to have deep ties with the international intelligence community. "There might be a solution." Knapp said. "A final, irreversible solution." He gave the room a shy and tortured smile. "But we need the Americans for it." ------------------ The Seeking ----------------- Welcome to The Seeking, the third game in the Trilogy that began with The Crossing by LordTroepfchen and was continued in The Reckoning by HanSolo29 and DarkLordoftheFins. You are not familiar with the games? Don't worry. They never happened. A time-travel in the finale of The Reckoning voided the events and left a different world. The game plays five years after these events and the world knows about the Gifted by now. The Gifted are people who gained the power to manipulate time in one way or another. Nobody knows why, but everybody knows it happened! There are an estimated 20.000 Gifted in the world, some with minor powers and some with almost godlike abilities. As expected some people are enthusiastic about this and some feel threatened by it. Governments have actively begun to seek the services of those Gifted, but an international initiative forces every Gifted to register with their Government. The failure to do so leads to imprisonment. Rumors of secret testing programs and an underground movement are all over the place. The game will show how both Gifted and normal people are drawn into a chain-reaction of events, that might change the world again and bring up the question if the Gifted can be allowed to exist in a world where most people are at the mercy of such beings ... You can play whoever you want to, but all returning players are encouraged to reprise their characters (or cameo with them at least). If you are not a returning player your character will start as a non-Gifted and if you have 'it' in you will be solely my decision. Character Sheet Name: Age: Appearance: Nationality: Occupation: Equipment: Biography: If applicable ... Gift: __________________________ The Rules 1. All Character Sheets must be sent to the GM for approval 2. GM word is law 3. No Godmoding, including metagaming or powerplaying 4. All posts must follow the TOS 5. The first two weeks the game will update at least twice a week, after two weeks the game will update weekly. 6. If a player fails to respond for a prolonged period I reserve the right to move him along or take control of him. 7. Enjoy!