I'm a Search and Destroy Operative for the Us Government

I’ve seen some fucked up shit in my time and I don’t know how much longer I can keep this up.<br><br>My name is Jack Edwards and I’m an SDO, Search and Destroy Operative for the United States government. I work for a particular branch that doesn’t exist, on projects that don’t exist and I’m expected to deal with things that aren’t supposed to exist. *They*, being the government, don’t like to talk about it. Us operatives know it goes on, but they don’t like to admit it. If they don’t admit it, then it never happened. I guess *they* think that if they don’t admit it, no one will care or believe us.<br><br>I have to admit, in the beginning, I was the same way. It started in my early twenties and it’s still going on now. I’m in my early forties and I’m *not* in the best shape I’ve ever been in. I can only hope that I get to see my fifties.<br><br>I’ve seen and done things that I never thought I was capable of doing. I’ve killed men, women, children. I’ve waited hours in the mud for something that wasn’t human to make a mistake. I’ve shot, stabbed, smashed, strangled, drowned, burned, cut up, blasted and tortured all types of creatures to death. I’ve been shot, stabbed, smashed, strangled, drowned, burned, cut up, blasted and tortured myself. I have the scars to prove it. I’m not the only operative out there, there are dozens more of us, but I’ve worked for this particular branch the longest.<br><br>I guess you could say that it all really started in 1988 when I was serving in the military. When I enlisted I decided to get into the Special Forces portion of the military, but “something” happened and I never got to finish SF school. I guess you could say that I saw something I wasn’t supposed to see.<br><br>It started on a training exercise. A group of us were lightly armed and out in the wilderness. We were training to be lone wolves and that’s exactly what they made us. We would go out for days on end training and experimenting in the wilderness. We had to do all sorts of fucked up shit. I remember a training exercise where we had to eat frogs and bugs, and another exercise where we had to sleep in a stream. But one time, early one morning while we were training, we saw something that we weren’t supposed to see. We were out on a training exercise, trying to work our way back to camp. It was early in the morning, the sun wasn’t up yet and we were all tired. That’s when we saw it. A few of us saw it and two of us didn’t.<br><br>It was a man, burning in something that looked like a gelatinous substance. I remember it was short and skinny, had sharp teeth and very long arms. Like something out of a cartoon, but this thing wasn’t funny and it definitely wasn’t a cartoon. Two of the men in my group had missed the training exercise that morning and we had to wait. We decided to wait out in the open and look for them. The two men were walking through the forest looking for us when one of them heard a noise that was unbelievably loud to them, but quiet to the rest of us. When he looked he saw us, but we also saw him. He didn’t see the creature, but he saw us. What he saw has bothered me to this day. I never knew the guy really well, but I wish I would have spent more time with him. He was a nice kid.<br><br>The man that didn’t see the creature had looked over and seen us in a ball, screaming our heads off. He thought we were kidding around, he didn’t know what else to think. He came closer and saw that something was wrong. We weren’t acting like we were supposed to act. We weren’t acting right. He came closer and that was it. He saw the creature and it saw him. When it saw him, the creature started screaming. Not normal screaming, it was like nothing we had ever heard before. It was so loud it hurt our ears. I can’t explain how he reacted, but when he did, it was like he couldn’t control himself. It was like the creature was calling to him. It started moving towards him, but it was slow. The man charged at it and that’s when we saw what he was capable of. I never saw anything like it, but not since then have I ever seen anything like it again. With one hand, he picked the creature up and rammed it into a tree. It exploded like a water balloon, splashing goo everywhere. One of our team members screamed when he got the stuff in his eyes, but the other member and I just stared. The man who had just killed the creature turned to us and said “What’s wrong, is there something behind me?” We didn’t respond. He was expecting to look and see more creatures. There were no creatures. He looked around and realized there was nothing there. He looked back at us and was surprised to see the look on our faces. He thought he had gone crazy. I really wish I would have spent more time with him. He was a nice kid.<br><br>I’m not really sure how to explain what happened next, but I’ll try. We must have blacked out or something because the next thing I know, I’m sitting in a room with no windows. The other men from my group were sitting in a chair on the other side of the room. We were all sitting in chairs. There was a desk in the middle of the room and there were two men standing behind it. They weren’t military men. They were wearing black suits. I remember that the man who killed the creature looked over at me and said “What the fuck is going on?” I didn’t respond. I was so confused. I didn’t know what to say. One of the two men stepped forward and that’s when we knew they weren’t military. He didn’t act like a normal man. He had this stone cold look on his face. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at the man who had killed the creature, and he shot him in the head. I don’t know why, but I started laughing. The other man who was in the room with us started crying. He was a bigger man than me and here he was, sobbing like a little baby. I just remember thinking that the situation was funny. I don’t know why, but it was. I laughed and I laughed until the two men left the room. They never said a word. They shot the man and left.<br><br>The man who was crying and I were taken, by God knows who, to another room. It was almost like the same room, but there was only one chair and one desk. There was a man sitting behind it and he was older than the other two. He was also wearing a black suit. He had short white hair and very short white facial hair. I remember that he wore glasses that were very thick and had big circles of lenses. He looked over at us, but not really at us. More at the man who was crying. He looked at the man and said “If you’re going to cry like a baby, then leave.” The man didn’t respond, he just got up and walked away. I was alone in the room now. The man looked at me and asked me “What’s your name?” I thought this was some kind of interview and I had fucked up already. I told him my name and he looked at me and said “Well Mr. Edwards, you could be of great value to us.” He looked at me with a very serious look and said “How would you like to work for something bigger than yourself?” I said yes, without even thinking about it. Then he just stood up and walked out of the room. I waited for a few minutes and then a man in a black suit came in and took me to a helicopter. That’s how it all began.<br><br>Now, I don’t know how many years it’s been since I first became an operative. It’s been a wild ride, and I’ve seen some fucked up shit. I’ve been down caves, up mountains, on other continents, in cities, in the forest and even on ships in the middle of the ocean. I’m not supposed to tell you about it, but I think I need to get it off my chest. I’ve seen so many fucked up things in my time. I’ll keep it simple.<br><br>I once had to shoot a little boy who was possessed by something that wasn’t human.<br><br>I once had to kill a man who looked like he was made of wax.<br><br>I once had to wait in a stream for a creature that lived in the water and had a head that looked like a frog and a body that looked like a snake.<br><br>I once had to kill my friend and burn his body on the top of a river boat.<br><br>I once had to pretend to be a mailman so I could get into a house and kill a family who weren’t human.<br><br>I once had to pretend to be a doctor so I could kill patients who were possessed by something that wasn’t human.<br><br>I once had to kill a monster with