Time: 2208<br/><br/>Place: London England<br/><br/>Story Thus Far:<br/>200 years ago.........Year 2008<br/><br/>*Plays Live Action News Theme as a TV broadcaster appears on the screen which seems afflicted with static and buzz* "This is our late breaking news of the hour, hello everybody I am Bill Howards, our top story today, After the months of seasonal heat waves taking its toll the millions around the world, as well as the occasional quake springing up from all around the planet, this news station receives word that sightings of giant sized craters have popped up around the globe.  Sources say that voices of sheer terror, anguish, maniacal laughter, and pain can be heard echoing from within the large holes during the nightly hours.  Reports have been coming in of acts of murder with extreme disregard for human life, acts of rape, as well as arson and battery thou positive IDs of the perps have gone unanswered or unresolved.<br/>Local authorities in all countries are baffled by the increase in crime and murder within their cities.  Government military intelligence suggests that secret nuclear weapons have been unleashed by a secret organization bent on creating mass chaos to cover their plans for world domination.  Thou satellite imagery has yet to pick up any known cause of the destruction and chaos reigning supreme outside our door steps one thing can be certain, that our government is right in the mix working day and night to solve the problem.  We take you now to our live broadcast outside of London England where Tom Laughlin is live with our broadcast team overlooking tunnel workers working with scientists are trying to excavate one of the crater sights for more information on the cause of the incidents, Tom?.........<br/><br/>*The screen buzzes a bit before shifting a slightly static display and then clearing up as the man with the microphone and a poorly dressed suit babbles on about recent events.* “What we are witnessing here Bill is human technology at work as men and women both work day and night digging out those that have fallen into the crater as well as the local brain trusts working to solve the mystery of the mysterious openings.  We can only assume that these gigantic bowels were caused by some sort of new weapon of mass destruction being tested upon the lives of innocent people.”<br/>*The screen gets more and more static and fuzzy as the reporter edges past security guards towards the crater before all you can hear is the voice of the reporter as he speaks* The guards have given me room to give you a clear view of the crater as you see here men and women are…….<br/>*The rush and rumble can be felt as well as heard with the millions of screams echoing from the TV set thou the reporters comes in the loudest*  My god! They are everywhere, killing everything *panting heard* please take shelter immediately, run for your lives and bar up the doors quickly before…..ARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGH!!!! * His screams die out to the millions now screaming in terror as bouts of laughter both dark and maniacal echo into the ears of the TV set before the signal is lost as well as the power around the world………..Transmission Ended<br/>Present Time…..<br/><br/>The transmission of the beginning of the end is one of the landmarks of human societies greatest downfalls, soon after the massacre in London and around the world, militarys from all countries band together to fight as a united front against the horrific onslaught before them, but they were too little too late.  Now humans are scattered and few remain willing to fight for the cause of freedom, as our lands, our homes are being taken from us by a sinister evil as old as time itself.  We at the Department of Paranormal Defense and Security (The DPDS) are dedicated to ridding the world of this ancient terror one city at a time.  We are the few the proud but we are also the abnormal according to the norms (aka humans) that we work alongside and with in our struggle to take back what is ours.  Some of us are gifted with powers beyond imagination, while others are cursed with visage that reminds them of their passage into this world.  We stand together with the norms in our fight to win back the light from the darkness. They are the things that go bump in the night, and we are the ones that stand up and bump back, we are the Hellfire Brigade.<br/><br/>The citadel of the Department of Paranormal Defense & Security stands out against the carnage and wreckage of the world around it.  The citadel's stone walls that have stood erect for centuries, grimly looking back at the world around it with fierce determination that her foundations will not fall under the influence of the evil that resonates across the land.  Within the hallowed halls of this great structure, men and women alike strive towards a common goal of ridding the world of the menace that has plagued their world for so so long.  Researchers both of Norm aka Human origin and those of the more supernatural combine their efforts in creating weapons and solutions that will lead to the freedom of all mankind.  For even as we speak there are those trapped within the Outworld, the land which was once called Earth to the humans who are alive to remember it, struggling to survive another day and another onslaught by the ravenous army of the Abyss that seeks to shatter humankind for its own pleasures and luxuries.<br/><br/>The DPDS as placed aside a special taskforce bent on pushing back the Army of the Abyss and particularly the special agents of the Abyss known as the Brood.  This taskforce is comprised of men, women, and monsters with special powers that set them apart from the rest of their kind, these phenomenal misfit freedom fighters known as the Hellfire Brigade, and they are Earth's and Mankind's last hope for survival.   The Citadel is the HQ for the Hellfire Brigade but it is also the place where they can fuel up before battle, rest, as well as grab the gear and transportation they need for their upcoming missions.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>