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A strange and isolated unassuming Island located in the middle of the South Atlantic Ocean, Ascension Island was discovered on Ascension Day 1501 by Portuguese mariner Juan de Nova Costella. Approximately 35 square miles, containing no fresh water and virtuallly no life the island earned its reputation as a hellish place. On May 5th 1725 accused of homosexual acts while at sea a bookkeeper turned sailor Jan Svilt was forcibly marooned on the island. After five months of agony Svilt died. His body never found. Only a diary logging his five months of torment. An indepth record of slow starvation, dehydration and torture Svilt calimed to have suffered by demons. For centuries was percieved as a useful Godforsaken place, avoided by sailors at all costs.
12th of May 2009. GhostBusters HQ. A new GhostBusting recruit Tanya Mordovskaya was admiring her Ghost Trap. Recently having disassembeled it, sprayed it deep orange and added jet black tiger stripes to it the trap had only been reassemebeled a few hours ago. Like her personal Proton Pack and PKE Meter her Ghost Trap had to have a unique colour scheme , be working to its maximum copacity and be polished. Each new Ghost Busting recruit was issued their own Ghost Trap, PKE Meter and Proton Pack when they first joined and it was their responsibility to keep them in full working order and spotless. Despite her colour schemes raising eyebrows Tanya’s equitment was always tuned and cleaned to top standard. The bell screamed. Leaping to the firepole Tanya slid gracefully down. “We got a live one!”
End of part 1
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Sprinting for Ecto-1 Tanya gripped Zack by his throat and dragged him to the car. “If you take that long to react to the bell again Zack I will pour gasoline down your throat and drop a lit match down!” she snapped at him opening the back door and throwing him in. The other two members of Tanya’s four buster squad ■■■■■■ and Nick were already sitting in Ecto-1. All new recruits were organised in to four buster squads based on their ability. Like military squads these four buster units were trained and deployed in specific areas depending on their capability and experience. Each member of the four buster squads was specilised in two seperate and unique paranormal areas and two nessacary civilion areas.For example as a former paramedic one of Tanya’s civilion skills was emergancy first aid.
Arriving at the docks the four prepared to leave Ecto-1. “Stop. Before you leave I have a new toy for us to test.” Tanya handed Zack, ■■■■■■ and Nick a small case each. Curious ■■■■■■ opened his case and examined one of the pellets inside. “What is this?” “You throw it at a ghost” Tanya replied. “Its a ghost grenade?” Zack inquired. “The pellets shatter on contact with ghosts and the pellets contense coats the ghost. The contents causes the ghost to glow florecently alowing the ghost to be tracked in huge crowds or long distances using nothing but the naked eye. This makes shape shifters easy to identify.” Tanya answered. Tanya was known for her constant attempts to create new equitment. All of her concepts worked but her ability to understand enginering and her total absence of technical ability often caused her prototypes to be missing critical parts. Tanya also designed and created her own uniform adding several special features that the mandatory uniforms issued to new recruits did not possess. A bullet, stab and ballistics proof vest, thermo telescope, night vision binoculars, telescopic steel baton and flares were added to her uniform.
The boat with the client was only a few meters away and the four busters approached.
End of part 2
Upon the boat stood a young man. The four recruits boarded the boat. Tanya approached. “My name is Tanya Mordovskaya. I am the commanding officer of this four man unit. How may we help you?” she inquired.
The young man explained that he and a friend had approached an unidentified Island while lost. The two had landed and gone ashore looking for people to direct them. All was fine until night fall. The pair had met a man just after dusk. He was dehydrated, starved and sick. His clothes shareded. The man claimed to be a ghost that had been trapped on the Island since his death on September 15th 1725. The ghost had survived for four months on the Island but died of exposure. A curse had been placed on him preventing his spirit from leaving the Island unless someone agreed to forgive him for his sins. The ghost tricked the clients friend in to argeeing. In actuallity the ghost was not being forgiven so he could leave the Island he was tricking the client’s friend in to taking his place so that he could leave and the client’s friend would take his place and be trapped on the Island. The deal complete the ghost vanished and while the two spoke a presence made them feel nervous. A gang of demons lived on the Island. The ghost was being held captive by them and now that the client’s friend had taken his place he would be held captive and tortured by the demons every night. The client attempted to save his friend but the demons fought him off and tried to capture him to. He escaped and now wanted the Ghost Busters to help him return to save his friend.
“We accept!” ■■■■■■ answered enthusastically. The ship set sail that night. Anchered offshire Tanya handed each of her three team mates a head set. “Call signs!” Tanya demanded.
" big H standing by"
“Zack standing by”
“Spooks standing by”
“Yellow Spartan standing by”
"Yellow Spartan? Nick sniggered. “I’ve been playing Halo 3 again, what do you want from me!” Tanya snapped in respone. “Master Chief isn’t supposed to be yellow” Nick replied. “Go ■■■■ a toaster!” Tanya spat back. “This explains why you haven’t left your room for the past 7 days” Zack retorted.
Zack muttered an insult under his breath. He observed the sun rise over the island a few hundred meters away. Tanya always posted a look out while waiting to assult any haunted location and the look outs would be rotated every few hours to ensure they were sharp and didn’t get careless. As the squad leader Zack had no choice but to obey Tanya’s orders though he dare not disobey her even if she was not squad leader. He has learned long ago that provoking her concluded in pain. The small unit had been hoping to storm the beach that night but Tanya refused to land on the island until it was day light. She wanted her team to have all the possible advantages.
Zack woke the other squad members. The ship cautiously closed distance on the island. ■■■■■■ scan left to right with his ecto binoculars while Spooky swayed left to right with his thrower. An ambush was a risk Tanya wanted to avoid. Disturbed by the colour and design of her Proton Pack ( air brushed reptile scales) Zack shook his head.
“The paint job could be worse. Believe me!.” Tanya threatened. The pack was unique in design and paint job. “You modified it illegally as usual?” Zack probed. “Remember when I tried to create a Proton Pack with different internal eletronics? One that had a self sustaining power source. Everytime you used it, it charged itself like a car battery. When in use every second the thrower was fired the pack was recharging itself and when the pack was turned off it didn’t use any power. The self sustaining power supply would never run out.” Tanya answered. “The power source was volitile though. If damaged it would have turned a state the size of Texas in to glass. Egon never allowed you to risk building a prototype.” Zack complained. “I started again from nothing using the same potential concept but with Mr. Ray Stantz help. Togeather we pin pointed where my original design had gone wrong and corrected the mistake. This prototype is now a self sustaining Proton Pack that charges its own power source simply by firing the thrower.” Tanya declared proudly. “Your going to need more protection then the bullet, stab and ballistics proof vest you wear as part of your uniform if that protortype screws up while your wearing it!!!” Zack replied.
The mini PKE Meter within Tanya’s wrist watch reacted. The PKE Meter wasn’t as informative as a full size PKE Meter but detected PKE readings and like a compuss pointed to the direction of the energy. Tanya couldn’t tell the exact distance of the energy because the watch wasn’t capable of such information but she knew which way the energy was approaching from. A huge fin cut the surface a few meters off the boat. A 60 foot long shark was closing on the boat. “Its a Megalodon. A prehistoric shark.” ■■■■■■ roared. “Positions!” Tanya instructed.
End of chapter 4