The full moon shone as a jewel in the night sky. Stars twinkled above and in the distance the winking lights of an airplane moved swiftly through the air. Beyond the forest he could see the immense Mount McKinley, the famous mountain of Alaska.

Vega stood upon the rooftop of a quiet village, basking in the glow of the silvery rays of the moon, letting it glint off the claw at his side. Although the full moon wasn't very convenient while on a job requiring stealth, Vega did love it.

The moon represented beauty, but also distance and coldness. It hid away during the day, but let its magnificence be seen during the night. It wasn't that Vega compared himself to the moon. No. He, Vega, surpassed its splendor as he surpassed all human beauty. But he admired the moon nonetheless. It made him all the more aware that there was none like him and, looking up, he allowed himself a moment to indulge.

Finally a dark cloud crossed before the moon, plunging the night into deeper darkness. It was time to move, get on with the job.

With deft elegance, Vega climbed down the building, landing softly on his feet. Putting on his mask, lest the branches might mark his face, Vega moved into the vast and darkened forest at the edge of the village.

Bison's assignment was clear, though its execution was, of course, up to Vega. He was highly whimsical, or at least, Vega pretended to be. It gave him more leeway to get away with things and Bison knew better then to demand anything of his finest lieutenant. Vega operated best when he could express his own creativeness.

This time he was to break into a newly discovered S.I.N. complex, located within this Alaskan forest. Even with the all the recourses that Shadaloo had to offer it was still a great feat to find its location. Gathering intelligence was not on Vega's top list of things he liked to do, but it was necessary to get to the things he did like to do: killing and maiming the less fortunate. And everyone in Vega's eyes was, of course, less fortunate.

Bison had found out that S.I.N. had somehow been able to make a copy of the Shadaloo headquarter blueprints. In his rage he had killed the bearer of the bad news, even though the poor man hadn't even been on guard when the theft had happened.

When Bison had calmed down enough to think it over he had sent for Vega. Vega was to find the S.I.N. complex, break in, find the blueprint copy and destroy it. Witnesses were not allowed to live.

Vega prided himself on being stealthy, like the snake tattooed on his arm and body. Dart in, strike out, kill and leave.

Underneath his mask a smile crept up his thin, cruel lips. Yes, he would enjoy this assignment. It was a glorious opportunity to showcase his extraordinary abilities. And of course, he would always allow his victims the opportunity to gaze at his beautiful face in awe. And then…

…he would tear them apart with his claw.

Cammy White stretched out on the couch and yawned. It had been a busy day. In the shopping center she had run around trying to buy presents for her friends at Delta Red, her cat and herself. In a few days' time, New Year's Eve would arrive and she really looked forward to it. The coming festivities made her feel part of a family. It made her feel human.

She was just about to go to bed when her cellphone rang. Cammy frowned and checked the caller ID. It was Colonel Wolfman. She answered immediately.

"Cammy White sir."

"Agent White, you need to come to our mission room immediately. I'll explain everything when you're here. Oh, and do take some extra warm clothes with you. You're going to Alaska."

"Yes sir," Cammy replied and, without questioning this strange summons, hung up. She then made another phone call to make sure that Felix, her cat, was well cared for while she was away. Then, after packing the bare necessities, she left.

The mission room was quiet, but well lit. Colonel Wolfman stood staring out the window, his hands clasped behind his back. He turned when Cammy entered and directed her towards a chair.

"Please, have a seat. Thank you for coming so soon."

While Cammy sat down, Wolfman turned back towards the window. The room had a good view of London city and it was spectacular to see. Cammy however, didn't even look outside to enjoy the vista. When it came to receiving missions she was all professionalism. Patiently she waited for the Colonel to explain.

"It has come to our attention that the organization known as S.I.N. has gotten hold of a blueprint copy of our secret training facility here in England. How they came by it is a mystery, but that doesn't matter. The copy needs to be destroyed."

Wolfman paused and pursed his lips in thought. "I should warn you though", he continued. "It might be possible that Shadaloo has also discovered this and therefore sent an agent to steal our blueprint copy. It would be very bad for us when both organizations have the lay-out of the facility. So be careful."

Cammy stood and saluted. "Yes sir."

Colonel Wolfman turned and smiled warmly. "Good, your plane is already waiting. The rest of the information for this mission is on this USB stick. On board of the plane you will find a secure laptop. Make sure you read everything thoroughly. Do you have any questions?"

"No sir," Cammy replied. "I'll do my best."

"I know you will. Good luck and make sure you're back before the fireworks start."

Cammy took the stick from Wolfman and quickly left to catch her plane.