View Full Version : Psychic Wars, Intro.

Mr. Hyde
March 26th, 2005, 10:57 AM
Sorry if this seems boorishly like a history lesson, but I wanted some historical accuracy for it.
October 17, 1943, Keiser Del, a German scientist, was investigating brain wave patterns and praetor natural mental applications. What was labeled as Psychokinesis, or more commonly called, Telekinesis, was his field of study; and under the direct orders of Adolph Hitler, he had several breakthroughs in a Nazi concentration camp. It wasn’t until November 13, when he was secretly captured and interrogated that the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics (USSR) that the threat of Psychic warfare become known.

Straight from Stalin came an order for the Komitet Gosudarstvennoy Bezopasnosti (KGB) to study and create its own squad of psychic foot men. With the later revelation of the United States nuclear abilities in 1945, the Soviets knew that it would take more than rockets and bombs to contend with their war time ally. A thirteen year old farm child from Latvian SSR by the name of Viktor Voshinski was taken in and became the first test subject for the Soviet Psi-Ops project. After two years of rigorous physical and mental training, he was fifteen and it was the year 1947. The results showed that he possessed the ability to levitate objects with his mind, though he showed signs of great stress in doing so.

That same year, the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA), an organizational descendent of the Office of Strategic Services (OSS), was created in an effort counter the Soviet’s KGB. Answering only to Congress and the president, they were what would become the world’s most elite and dangerous clandestine unit of operations. With the Cold War starting, several plants from the CIA discovered the Psi-Ops program and after reporting to the agency what they found, the CIA was ordered to create its own Psi-Ops program called “The Mind Manipulations Project.”

Only five reports came from the spies before they were found and killed. With the US scrambling in secret to confront this new mental menace, they took ten intellectual youths and put them through the same physical and mental cycle that the Soviets had. Only three proved successful; the others died of complications from mind altering drugs that were still experimental at the time. The three survivors were: Maggie Williams, Alexander Lancaster, and I, Warren Hyde.

Each of us, while possessing similar abilities, was found to have talents specific to each of us. Maggie, as it turned out, had a knack for Pyrokinesis. Alexander was a specialist in Telepathy and Remote Viewing (the ability to see outside one’s body). I, well, like the others, I was Psychokinetic, but unlike the other two, I could move things almost at will. Chairs and tables were easily moved, and cars weren’t much of a strain either. The only major problem, which we were made abundantly aware of, was that the Soviets had a two year head start on us. Technically more since there was setting up the program, and training us to calculate as well.

The details of our training aren’t anything worth commenting on. But, where it all starts, and where my story begins, is shortly before the Kennedy assassination, when George Bush was head of the CIA, and we were training for another go at Cuba.

March 27th, 2005, 01:04 PM
"You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars
I’ve been living on the edge so long
Where the winds of limbo roar
And I’m young enough to look at
And far too old to see
All the scars are on the inside
I’m not sure if there’s anything left of me" -Blue Oyster Cult
I always thought that that would make for a really cool story. Looks like you have a good start, Hyde. I look forward to seeing where you take this. :)

Mr. Hyde
March 27th, 2005, 01:53 PM
1961, Bahia de (los) Cochinos, the Bay of Pigs, the CIA had been training Cuban exiles and was planning a US backed invasion of Cuba in an attempt to overthrow Cuban dictator Fidel Castro. Alexander, our resident psychic of sorts, was looking over the area and had decided, that rather than just drop in by night into the capital and attack that way, that a move from the beach would be best since he couldn’t detect any heavy resistance there.

Needless to say, it was a disaster. I wasn’t there, so I don’t know how it happened exactly, but a teacher was the first casualty, a CIA agent fired the first shot, many died and even more were captured. A U.S. Senator lied to the United Nations(UN), and Kennedy was publicly embarassed in front of the world.

Back at our little hovel in the middle of nowhere, Bush was there, in person, for the first time, pissed and confused. “How could this happen!? YOU, are supposed to be a psychic or some-damned-thing, and THIS happens!? Explain to me how such a flub could happen!” We were all sitting at a table while he paced the room, red faced and sweating in his suit. The incident hadn’t made him look good either. Alex, on the virge of tears, spoke softly, “The physical evidence showed the same things that I saw when I looked into the area. I can’t predict the future. There’s no way anyone could have known what was going to happen.”

It was a story the future president wasn’t buying. “That’s Bull**** with a capital ‘B’ and you know it. Now, I wanna know WHAT happened!” I could’ve done something, maybe toss him through the wall or something. But I sat there quiet, minding my own business, pretending to be invisible. Maggie didn’t move either. In that room, Bush was far outpowered by us. We could have killed him instantly. But, he had the whole project under his thumb and he could shut it down and then do whatever with us he wanted. The power of politics.

He reemed us for about an hour before he left with nothing answered and nothing resolved. He never liked the idea of the MMP, and if it were up to him, we’d be long gone, but there are things even the big boss can’t do.

Mr. Hyde
March 22nd, 2006, 06:56 PM
October 16, 1962....we hadn't had much luck in the past year and things were going to all kinds of hell as the world watched the USSR and the USA poise for all out war. We had information of nuclear missile installations on the island nation of Cuba. Soviet MRBMs (Medium-Rang Ballistic Missiles), had been set along the coast and were in a position to down considerable damage to the US, and completely devastate Washington D.C.

It was, at the time, a great concern that something like this could have happened right under the nose of a Psychic, and two telepaths. That concern however, was laid to rest when Krushchev sent a letter to President Kennedy explaining the situation. It read as follows:

"Dear Mr. Kennedy,

The psycho-troop in our employ has, as you may be aware of by now, blocked your adepts from spying on us. You and I, and the world it would seem, are in a very interesting position. Your missiles in Turkey can destroy Moscow, where I will still be while you read this letter. And our missiles can reach and destroy Washington D.C., where you are while reading this letter.

So I propose a final solution to our dilemma, at least, one that may indeed aid in it's discimenating this situation. My proposal, is one of a challenge, at the risk of very little public attention and even less collateral damage. We will discuss a location, preferrably vacant, at which to hold a conflict. This conflict will involve Voshinski, our Psycho-trooper, and one of your adepts. Whoever wins, we both retrieve our ballistic weaponry, and move to end this needless fear mongering. Do I have your agreement?

Premier of the Soviet Union, Nikita Krushchev."

When Kennedy was writing his reply, it was then that we found which of us was held in his regard as the leader of the troupe. That individual, was myself. My minor applications of mental ability would become valuable to me, but mostly, considering where the fight ended up happening, I think it was my Telekinetic ability that came into most value.

The battle was to take place at Machu Picchu, the lost city of the Incas.