S.M.U.T. Headquarters

FIVE HOURS AGO...

Agent Billie Busty walked down the halls of SMUT Headquarters. The Secret Ministry of Unknown Terrestrials was a secret arm of the government set up to deal with a paranormal threat: Creatures that originated from men, but mutated due to mysterious anomalous magics or science into a dangerous creature that gained extraordinary abilities. The SMUT labeled these creatures as Cryptids, and according to the alarms blaring in the hallways right now, one had arrived in Pleaseville.

A powerful leyline was discovered running under Pleaseville long ago in the 1900s, leading SMUT leadership to establish their headquarters there to monitor its danger levels. There were many leylines that ran across the world, but none rivaled the energy that emanated from the Pleaseville Leyline. To the regular human, the energy radiating from it would be completely undetectable, but it was essentially a massive beacon to any Cryptid.

Agent Busty had short ghost white hair and red eyes, the result of an experiment to create the perfect soldier. She entered a command room filled with SMUT staff typing away on futuristic looking computers, multiple massive screens decorated the walls as agents scattered throughout the room monitoring the situation. She turned sharply to enter the office of the director of all SMUT operations in Pleaseville, Director Groan.

"What's the situation Director?" Billie asked as she walked up to him.

"It's the highest threat level I've ever seen in a long while," Director Groan said to Billie in a matter of fact voice, "The damage could be incalculable, we need you deployed to stop him ASAP."

"What is it?" Billie asked.

"A man fused with eldritch magic that gives him incredible strength, speed, and a craving for the flesh," Director Groan explained, "It's the Wendigo. A man with the head of some sort of skull and antlers."

Billie cursed. The Wendigo was one of the most powerful and dangerous of the Cryptids. She had only heard rumors of its existence, but according to myth, the Wendigo had been around for quite a many years.

"He eats people?" Billie asked.

"Er... not quite, his craving for the flesh is a bit more... carnal..." Director Groan stammered.

Hm, so maybe he just likes eating normal meat like steaks or something, Billie figured to herself.

"Either way... he's quite powerful, and no weapon we know of can hurt him. We're still seeking to capture him, I'm sure you'll find a way to subdue him, "Director Groan instructed.

"Roger that, what's my support detail looking like?" Billie asked.

"Agent Frank is out on a mission of his own this time," Director Groan answered, "I've got a squad of operators on standby to back you up instead, I know you prefer to work with your partner, but time isn't on our side today."

"Understood, I'll suit up and head out immediately," Billie replied, turning to head out.

"We're counting on you Agent Busty," Director Groan said as he turned around to watch Billie's ass sway as she walked away.

"Damn..." he whispered under his breath.