In this modern world, in the early 2000's, the world sees a lot of shit every single day. News outlets are filled day after day with stories; war, poverty, stocks, celebrities, and so on. With so many people on this planet, something is always happening to someone. And yet, almost nobody knows the half of it. Behind the scenes, beyond closed doors, rests three factions the general public has no clue even exists.

There is, of course, Kaisma, also known as management by those within; they've been around for god knows how long. Russia, China, North Korea; anywhere there's a hotspot or been one recently, you can bet your ass Kaisma had something to do with it. They control a lot of the world, and yet they still want more. Then there's Saint; the mysterious alien invaders. They attack on a small scale, and they always allow it to stay hidden, but nobody knows why. For that matter, nobody knows their objectives or goals in the first place. One thing is for sure, however; they are very dangerous. Finally, there is Vesper; the group initially funded by the NATO alliance soon after first contact with Saint to combat them. Vesper used to be closely managed by the NATO alliance, but since have split off. Many feel that their war with Saint is their own, and no longer that of the United States or its allies.

These three factions are often referred to as SKV in the United States government. They are all considered similar and just as dangerous as the next, so they are often considered one and the same. Usually, their war amongst themselves is supposed to be that: amongst themselves. However, sometimes there is collateral damage, sometimes shit happens on US soil that involves one or all of these groups. As a result, a select few in the FBI are aware of SKV. William Migdal is an FBI agent charged with investigating SKV activity on US soil. The heads of the FBI seem to agree that the greatest threat to the United States is SKV, and so there is growing involvement by the FBI. William Migdal is considered the top FBI agent, at 30 years old with no romantic ties and no kids, something that helps in a job as dangerous as SKV affairs. But everything changed for Will that one day when he heard his best friend was dead. And he could have never known the shit he would stir up looking for how he died. But the truth is the only thing worth hunting for, and Will would hunt it to the ends of the earth. The world is cold, but Will could be oh so much colder...

. . .

"I'm going to Japan," William Migdal said as he walking into the office of the head of the FBI. Jim Miller, the aforementioned head, sighed.

"Listen, I know you're shocked by Misato's death. He was your best friend, I know. But be reasonable here. Don't let one death give you a damn mid-life crisis."

"It's not up for debate. I am moving to Japan. My Japanese is a little rusty, sure, but I'll learn it back quick. Nobody is stopping me, not you or any one of your bureaucratic asses." This just made Jim sigh deeper.

"Will, listen to yourself! You are being ridiculous. Even if this wasn't a batshit insane plan, we need you here and you know it. You're the best agent we got, and SKV is more active than ever. We need you here; you can't leave just because your friend died."

"You don't get it!" Will yelled. "There's… More to it." Will lowered his voice. "I told that idiot I couldn't do it. I hate children, and I am about as romantic as a cockroach! But he wouldn't listen. He insisted if he died, his son would be in my custody," Will finished sadly.

"You can't be saying-"

"I am. Suguru's mother died a few years ago, and now his father's gone. I'm not gonna lie, I can't be a father for him. No way in hell. But..." Will paused. "I have to do what I can. It's only right, and now I'm supposed to take care of the kid. I can't stay here; I can't leave him like that. He hasn't any parents left; I can't just leave him alone." Jim paused for a few minutes.

"I guess I understand. Jesus, what the hell are you gonna do now?"

"SKV activity has been focused quite a lot in Japan recently, now hasn't it?" Will asked with a lopsided smile.

"Oh come on. You can't possibly think-"

"That it would be nice to have an agent investigate the source?" Will finished.

"We're the FBI. The FBI! We don't do foreign work, or military intelligence. We investigate American soil! Not Japanese!" Jim yelled.

"Desperate times call for desperate measures. Common, you know it would be damn good to have me there."

"I can't believe you honestly-"

"I wouldn't interrupt you so much if you had intelligent things to say, you know. I'm leaving for Japan in the next week, so why don't you go ahead and mull it over for a while before you come back with you tail between your legs once you realize I'm right?" With this, William left the office, and Jim wondered if there was any way in hell he was worth the trouble. The problem was that he knew Will was, as much as he hated to admit it.