Chapter 3: The Incident

2 Days Before Z-Day

Zero easily entered Japan with one of his fake aliases. Currently at the age of 25 and of Asian descent, he could use any aliases such as an employee, student, overseas worker, or resident. Immediately exiting the airport, he got into a cab and took a tour of Tokyo city. After ensuring that no one was following him, he got off the cab and took public transit back to his safe house. Right in front of his door step was a package from HCLI. After settling in his safe house he opened the package. Inside contained the controls for his UAV and the delivery location where the UAV it will be stationed. Zero was fascinated at the drop-off points for large wares he ordered from Koko, since she always manages to deliver with or without precise instructions. This time the UAV was delivered to an abandoned amusement park. Koko and her crew re-engineered one of the roller coaster tracks into a launch strip for the UAV. After some contemplation, Zero decided to call Koko to order another UAV, having a backup could be a worthwhile investment when the situation arise.

'Moshi moshi, Koko des.'

'Its Zero, I wish to order another UAV.'

'Uwahhhh, one is not enough and you want another one, getting lazy on your sorties? Or did you grow a sudden interest in aircraft simulation video games? If you're that interested I can sell you a dozen at…'

'Stop! One is good. I want the same layout as the previous for electronic warfare except for the weapons payload. I want it to be equipped for anti-air combat.'

'Hmmmm, I see, a backup, careful as always.'

'In addition, I want it to be engineered to have floats instead of wheels. I want it to be on standby and lift off from the East Sea. I'll let you decide on the specific coordinates. I assume you can forward the controls to the previous controller you delivered.'

'Gotchaaaa. Oh, just to remind you when you start fighting, make sure to contact me using the alternate channel in case you forget, I wouldn't want investigators searching through my wares unprepared.'

'And also may I remind you, now that I am on official business. There will be consequences if you leak my movements.

'Uwahhh, scary aren't you, don't worry, I'm very professional when it comes to the contract and privacy of my current client.'


1 Day Before Z-Day

A small rectangular box of frozen crabs was being carried into the postal delivery truck. The mailman considered himself unlucky today. He is working today and it was raining. This wasn't the normal type of rain where you brush off. It was the nasty acid pollution rain thanks to China. Although the government claims the rain does not pose a serious health concern, there was a reason why it was not advised to be under exposure for prolonging periods. The word 'acid' labeled in front of 'rain' was not for fun, the rain was acidic and it burns lightly when in contact with the skin. In addition, who knows what the rain contains as it incorporates the pollution from China. Every kid knows about the water cycle. But imagine a water cycle where the evaporation of water comes from sources such as a river full of dead pigs or toxic waste. It was pouring and he forgot to bring his hat. His mail letters were getting wet. The only item he had that could stop the rain was the box of crabs. Today wasn't very hot due to the rain and the box of crabs was kept in a separate cooling compartment. Since something was better than nothing, he balanced the box on his head and used the box as a hat and cover for carrying the letters. Neighbors were looking awkwardly at the mailman, but they understood the rationale. After each delivery the mailman put the box back into the cooler. Unfortunately, during one delivery he tripped and the box fell to the ground. The lid opened and the crabs fell out. The rain continued to pour and hastily, the mailman put the crabs back into the box.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the fake crab was punctured by a pebble during the fall and the acid rain made contact with the virus. This event wasn't clear until the end when investigators back-tracked the entire incident and reviewed CCTV footage from the streets. The pollution within the acid rain mutated the passive virus into an aggressive virus. Instead of only targeting certain preprogrammed cells, it hunts to take control of all cells, effectively the entire host. It first targets the white blood cells of the host to nullify their immune system, and then follows to merge with the brain cells. By then the host is unable to make decisions and literally becomes a zombie with simple human/virus instincts, namely reproduction. In this case it meant using the host to attack other people and consequently, infecting other hosts by blood.

The mailman continued his delivery. Before he makes the delivery for the crab, he decided to inspect to make sure the crabs were fine. While inspecting, he happened to touch the fake crab and came into contact with the virus through his hand. After he closed the lid and continued with the delivery like he had been doing. He put the box on top of his head and the rain water carried the virus from his hand, along the box and dripped onto his lips. A simple lick of the tongue allowed the virus to enter his body.


Everyone was waiting, only one day left until the day of reckoning.

The ones responsible for the bio-weapon were waiting for the confirmation call from their agent to proceed with final tests.

The American agent after receiving the package, was waiting for the test results to confirm the weapon status and virus stability.

The Japanese were drafting safety plans for the public and mobilizing the SAT (Special Assault Team) for standby. They also had extra personnel on shift for the next week at the central disease control center as a precaution, considering the possible involvement of a bio-weapon. The Japanese was not going to let the Americans have their way whenever and where ever they want.

The UN was waiting for further news and chances for involvement.

Zero hacked into the American satellite. He was waiting for someone to send a standard encrypted signal or message via the satellite towards Langley Virginia in order to trace the location of the American agent.

The mailman is waiting for his sudden illness and fever to subside.

The virus was waiting for complete control over its host.