Demontions ~Only the first chapter, im still working.~

  Introduction

A young athletic looking man Is walking with a back pack, dressed in a pair of black pants with straps across the pant legs. His black shirt reads "Lead me not into temptation, I can find it myself. About 6 foot even, short dark brown hair combed forward over dark brown piercing eyes. It's a lovely spring day, the sun shining. The birds chirping. All seems right with the world. The brick buildings are a sharp contrast to the green of what appears to be a college commons area. The young man walks past several groups of people dressed in all manner of spring attire, some with backpacks. Others carry books in hand. He begins to approach a small group of five people that stand out from the rest. Three men and two women. One man is completely bald dressed in jeans and a "Tool" t-shirt, standing at about 5 foot 6 with an average build. His blue eyes gleaming as he watches the girl he has his arm around talk. She's dressed in a "Moshing Lizard" tattoo parlor tank top with a pair of tight fitting jeans over sandels. Her long brown hair cascading down the bald man's arm. The taller of the last two men is around 6 foot 1, wearing a "Pink Floyd" long sleeved t-shirt with the sleeves pushed to his elbows, faded comfort fit jeans hang over top of dark brown Doc Martains. The final guy Is dressed in faded jeans, his light blue t-shirt shows a monkey with bandaged stubs where his arms once were and chainsaws lying in puddles of blood proclaiming, "Don't Juggle Chainsaws." Short blonde hair over crystal blue eyes sit in a head ending at 5 foot 6. And finally the last person in the group standing at 5 foot 5. The final member of the group is a woman standing at 5 foot 5 with long black hair to her waistline. Deep brown eyes shining with intelligence. Tattoos of two stars adorn her forearms, one on each. Pale skin contrasts with her black shirt, depicting Budda and claiming, "Rub my Tummy for luck" in gold. Along with her black form fitting jeans and "Hello Kitty" flip flops. The brown haired girl is speaking to the rest of the group, "And the final for Mr. O'Mallie's psych class was such bullshit. I mean, COME ON!!! We studied Frued's idea's but not his reason for studying psych...."
The young man approaches exclaiming, "Look out there's a mad chemist loose on campus and he just blew up the chem lab." At that the black haired woman turns with a smile and walks over putting her arm around the young man's shoulders. "Now Frued may have been a genius, but," she begins, "he doesn't have the explosive personality that my baby does." The young couple embrace and kiss passionately. He looks into her eyes, "My dear sweet Racheal. That was quite poetic, but I'm nothing special." Racheal rolls her eyes and responds, "You are to me." As she trails off the blonde man moves towards the couple, "So Kieth, you two gonna be at the carnival tonight?" Kieth looks at his blonde friend with an appalled look and states mockingly, "You mean go and hang out with my friends, playing games riding rides and stuffing our faces with cotton candy and elephant ears on my day off? Are you mad? I'd rather be studying!" As he finishes he turns his nose to the sky dramatically acting as if the afore mentioned activities are below his notice, drawing a chuckle from the gathering. Racheal peers over Kieth's shoulder at the blonde fellow and says with a smile, "What the Drama King here means is that we'll see you and Sarah there Ethan."
Ethan then turns to the other couple with an inquiring eyebrow. The female pipes up, "I'll be there." Ethan smirks saying, "Excellent Sarina, and you Dane?" The bald man shrugs while muttering, "Whatever." After which Sarina says, "If he wants that romantic dinner the next day he'll be there." To which Dane's eyes get wide and he nods that he'll be there. Before anything else can be said or done, the taller man places his hand on Ethan's shoulder and says, "You know me and Shannon will be there brother." Ethan smiles patting his friends hand, "I know you will be Jason. I gotta jet. Got a calc. final in twenty minutes and the class is ten minutes away." The group says their goodbyes as they all depart for various classes, Jason and Kieth chat as they walk together through the commons area.
In a remote forested area of Maine. There sits a single building, the cinder block exterior almost masking the building against the mountain line it's built into. The outward appearance doesn't belie the true nature of what's inside. Through the twenty-four inch thick mechanized double steel doors lies a secret. A very dark secret. One that's been kept for almost two hundred years. Inside that building is a training facility and base of operations for an elite group of hunters. But what they hunt could be considered one ot he most, if not THE most, dangerous prey in the world. In an impecable office inside the honeycombed interior. A handsome man with his black hair slicked back sits, his suit as impecable as the office he resides in. Across the desk from him is a mousey young man of about 6 foot 2, thin as a rail, dressed in a white button up shirt with a dark brown tie and dark brown slacks, on his feet are loafers. He seems nervous as his conversation with the impecably dressed man continues, "And I would like to thank you again Mister Sario for this wonderful employment oppertunity. I've never worked for such a unique company such as this." Sario calmly reaches into his jacket while the mousey man is talking and fidgetting as well as running his long fingers though his black hair. Sario retrieves a 9mm Berretta and asks, "Have you ever used one of these before Randel?" Sario sets the automatic on the desk and Randel picks it up ejecting the magazine and clearing the chamber. As the round flies into the air Randel reaches up and snatches it out of the air. He Locks the slide to the rear and looks at Sario with a smug look, "I'm a little familiar." As he lets the slide slam into place he sets the Berreta on the dest. "You're hired." says Sario as he reaches across the desk to shake Randel's hand, his face sprouting into a wide smile.