"This is interesting." Satoru said as he read a page from the police files, "Ever finger-print this ghoul has left matches several people all at once. Every one of these people are dead."
"Which fits with what these reports say." Sakura added, "Every hair, every piece of skin, all are dead tissue."
"How is that interesting?" Natsuki wondered.
"It gives us an idea of what we're dealing with." Eiji explained to her, "And now I see how a ghost can feed himself on the living."
"Really?" Verne sounded surprised.
"If he's just a ghost, he would feed off of energy, not flesh." Eiji answered.
"In other words, like fighting fire with fire, it needs flesh to eat flesh?" Masumi asked.
"That makes sense." Verne said, "Ghouls are known to posses dead bodies. Now I know why they do that."
"But why only bits and pieced from other people?"Sakura wondered, "Why not just a whole body?"
"Maybe he did at first." Souta explained, "But as time went on, he needed new body parts. So he picked what he could find."
"It would also explain why he has to bandage his whole body." Satoru said, "He needs something to keep his body together."
"What's this?" Natsuki had a piece of paper in her hands, which had some unusual drawings on them.
Masumi took a look at the paper: "They're DNA-results."
"We already know the results." Sakura reminded her.
"No." Masumi said, "It says here, 'Person X'. Looks like they found some additional DNA at every crime scene."
"That hunter?" Verne asked.
"If so..." Mr. Voice suddenly decided to pop up on the screens, "... we may find out more than the police. We better let Makino look at it."
No sooner had he said it, or the alarm started blaring.
"What's going on?" Natsuki wondered.
"Intruder alert?" Satoru couldn't understand.
"Everyone!" Mr. Voice commanded, "Search for the intruder."
Everyone made to leave, but Mr. Voice stopped one of them: "Not you, Emerald."
Reluctantly, Verne stopped: "What!"
"Think about it." he explained, "You took those files from the police station, and suddenly somebody breaks into our base. Do you think that's a coincidence?"
Verne agreed with that, so he stayed behind: "Still, seven is better than six."
"I'll deploy Zuuban if I have to." Mr. Voice said.
"That's not what I meant." Verne replied, dryly.
Mr. Voice replied: "I've told you before..."
"I don't care!" Verne interrupted, without even looking at Mr. Voice.
The Boukengers, meanwhile, left the room, searching for the intruder. The search didn't take long, as the intruder was at the entrance. Almost as if the intruder had no intention of being covert.
"There's the intruder!" Natsuki shouted.
"My..." Souta said, "... aren't you cute."
"Do you have to say that to every woman you meet?" Sakura asked him.
"Do not underestimate me, just because I'm a woman." the intruder said.
"Don't worry." Satoru said, "For you find us and enter our base, we have no reason to underestimate you."
Faster than any of them could blink, the intruder took a whip off her belt, whipped it, several times, with no immediately visible results.
"Er... that was fast." Masumi had to admit, "But why did you do that?"
"Missing something?" the intruder said.
All six of them searched their own bodies, but didn't notice anything. Not until Eiji realized his left wrist was a little lighter than usual: "My Changer! She got my changer!"
This alerted the other five what to look for.
"She got my Accellular too!" Sakura exclaimed.
"Mine too!" Souta replied.
"Like that could stop us." Satoru said.
"For once, we're in agreement." Masumi agreed, as he was about to raise something else.
"Come and get me." the intruder challenged them.
From the main room, Verne and Mr. Voice could hear everything.
"What's going on?" Verne wondered.
"Don't worry." Mr. Voice assured him, "Those six have been through worse."
The door burst open, and in walked the intruder.
"Of course, even I can be wrong about these things." Mr. Voice said.
Verne looked at the woman who burst in. She was dressed in dark clothes, carried all sorts of equipment, like garlic, stakes, swords, even guns. Although she was wearing sunglasses, there was something familiar about the way he face was formed. It didn't take him long before he realized she was a Westerner, like himself.
"Who are you?" Verne asked her, using his own language.
"A little far away from home, aren't you?" the intruder asked in return, replying in his language.
"Aren't you?" Verne replied, "Finally, I meet someone I can speak..."
"I don't have time for these futilities!" the woman interrupted him, "You were at the police-station before! I want what you took from them."
"What makes you think we took anything from them?" Verne asked her in return, trying to buy some time."
"I know who you people are." the woman replied, "You collect rare artifacts, while also hunting those who might use them. I can't trust you."
"Er... yes, yes, and why not?" Verne replied.
"You don't know what you're dealing with!" was all the woman said.
"You mean that ghoul?" Verne questioned, "We have someone on our side who knows how to deal with evil spirits. I'm sure..."
"I was talking about me!" the woman interrupted.
"Oh, you mean yourself, don't you?" Verne replied.
"Don't try to charm me." the woman replied, suddenly raising a gun, "I told you, if you work for these people, I can't trust you."
"Emerald." Mr. Voice said, "Just give her the files, this isn't worth dying for."
"Smart move." the woman complimented Mr. Voice, "For a computer program."
"First of all, that's not a computer program." Verne said, ignoring any reaction that Mr. Voice gave, "Second of all, I'm new to this group. Whatever problem you have against this organization, you can't hold that against me."
There was a change in the woman. While she still held the gun up, she didn't point it at Verne anymore: "Just give me what I came here for."
Verne turned to collect every piece of paper, put them all in a file-folder, and handed it to the woman. But just as she was about to take it, Verne retracted his arms.
"Can't you tell me your name first?" he asked.
The woman smirked. Too fast for Verne, or even Mr. Voice to perceive, she took the file-folder out of his hands. Just before Verne had a chance to fully understand what just happened, the woman aimed her gun at Mr. Voice's screens. Verne looked behind him, shocked to see what was happening around him.
"Don't think for one second you can bargain with me." the woman said, "But to humor you, you can call me Allimrac."
Normally, Verne would make a remark about how unusual the name was, but since he hadn't quite recovered from what just happened, he didn't say anything. With this, the woman, henceforth known as Allimrac, left the room.