Alucard's little sister: See last chapter and I don't own Everclear. It seems this story will be updated randomly. And, yes, the weapon used is like the one in No Country For Old Men (which I don't own either).

Editor Cain: That's great.

Paul's Mission

John never realized how dirty he was or how much he missed taking a shower. After the shower, he put on the clothes.

John noticed that Paul was gone. "Where's your father," he asked. "And where's Ichigo, your dog?"

"Oh, they left already," she said. "They went to get some food and supplies," she said. "And we'll be going to the Hospital to get some medical supplies."

John was a bit confused. "Well, were did he go?"

Paul zoomed down the streets at 136.79kpm.

Ichigo had his head out the window; ears flapping in the wind and tail wagging.

The iPod was playing a song. Paul was singing along:

With my big black boots and an old suitcase

I do believe I'll find myself a new place

I don't want to be the bad guy

I don't want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore

I just want to see some palm trees

Go and try and shake away this disease

We can live beside the ocean

Leave the fire behind

Swim out past the breakers

Watch the world die

I am still dreaming of your face

Hungry and hollow for all the things you took away

He rounded the corner past a tank to the edge of London. "We're almost there," he told Ichigo. "It's about 9:30am, we have a few hours before we have to go to the Pub."

Ichigo barked.

They turned past a tank into a large military base. The base was built to defend London. The plan failed and the base was abandoned.

He parked the car next to a large garage used for tanks. "We haven't been in this one yet." He let Ichigo out. He opened the trunk and grabbed a tank of compressed air with a hose and rod connected to it. He walked past the garage doors to the security door next to it.

He placed the rod on the dead bolt lock. He fired it. The lock went flying across the garage. It impacted the far wall and echoed.



Ichigo followed Paul in. With nose and ears twitching, he carefully walked in ahead. Ever alert for the Darkseekers.

He put the tank on his shoulder with the help of a strap and held the rod with his right hand. "If we're lucky those things will think it was just a rat pulling a bolt out to move more freely. If not…well, let's just say it will be one hell of a day," he said. "Stay close. Don't wander off." He walked farther into the garage. Damn shoes, he thought. He took them off and tied them to his belt. He continued deeper into the building. Walking past large, dust-covered tanks. His left hand gripping tightly to a stun grenade.

Slowly, his eyes adjusted to the lack of light. He could see the beams holding the building up, tables covered with dusty tools, tank ammunition in a pyramid forms on the floor, and dead bodies of soldiers were scattered throughout the building.

Ichigo's ears perked up. He became rigid, sniffing the air and the floor. Eyes darting back and forth. His tail dropped between his legs. Quietly, he pressed himself against Paul's legs as if to stop him.

Paul went down on one knee and rubbed Ichigo's ears. "Scout," he whispered.

Ichigo let out a small whine.

"I see, go back into the sun," he whispered. "Walk slowly, make as little noise as possible." He stood up and hid behind the nearest tank. Watching Ichigo slowly walk back, he untied his Reebok shoes from his belt. When Ichigo was gone, he lifted his shoes above his head. He sent them down hard.

The echo of the shoes spread throughout the garage. Slowly, it died away. When it died completely, the sound of Army boots rang out. The scout was on its way.

Paul put the grenade down. He left his shoes next to the front of the tank. He gripped the rod tightly and waited for the Darkseeker to take the bait.

He heard it getting closer. His heart leaped into his throat. Just a little closer. Show no fear, he thought.

The Darkseeker was now in sight. It was about twenty. It was wearing a military uniform without the helmet. It reached down and picked up one of Paul's shoes. It examined the shoe then smelled the inside of it. It was only a foot away from Paul.

That was what Paul was waiting for. He released more air. Put the rod to its head. He pulled the trigger.

Before it could figure out what was going on the metal rod went through its head. It dropped the shoe. It fell to the ground with an echoless thud. Blood slowly oozed from its head.

I have to hurry. The blood would have woke them up, he thought. He left his shoes behind and headed to the back of the garage. He found what he was looking for. Against the wall was a cart carrying a dozen shotgun boxes and two cases of grenades. He grabbed the handle of the cart and headed out.

Ichigo was rolling around in the grass. He saw Paul and ran over, tail wagging.

"Good boy, Ichigo," he said rubbing his head. He opened the trunk. He pulled out a medium sized board. Using it as a ramp, Paul put the cart in the car and shut the trunk.

That's when he noticed something was missing. He left his shoes and the Stun Grenade behind. He looked over at Ichigo. "Stay here, guard the car."

Ichigo wagged his tail and barked.

He ran back in. He went to the dead body of the Darkseeker. He passed the body and picked up the Stun Grenade. He walked to the end of the building, walking past his shoes without realizing it.



Looking around, he picked up a few rouge shotgun shells. He scratched his head. "Where are those damn shoes. Ah, to hell with it."

He headed back to the entrance. He stopped dead. "Shit."

Holding on to his shoes was another Darkseeker. It smelled one. Looked down at its fallen fellow. It turned to find Paul. It screamed and threw the shoes aside.

Caught. Paul took a deep breath. He continued walking. Heading toward his shoes.

More Darkseekers arrived. They were thrown off by Paul's stance. The creatures formed a circle around him. Unsure whether or not to attack him. They waited for an opportunity to jump on him.

Calmly, he judged how far he was to escaping. He put the pin of the Stun Grenade between his teeth. Must be dramatic, he thought. He shut and covered his eyes then slammed the grenade into the ground.

With the creatures stunned, he ran. He picked up his shoes as he ran. To add to the dramatics, he jumped out of the door and rolled.

Ichigo ran over to him. Tail wagging, he started licking Paul's face. Turning dirt unto mud.

"Ok, that's enough, Ichigo," said Paul pulling Ichigo away. "That was Action Movie style. I bet I won today like I won yesterday." He sat up and brushed himself off. "Well, time to go to the grid."

The London Electric company building was at the edge of the city. The Darkseekers attacked the building and knocked out the power.

It took two years to take back the building. To keep the Darkseekers from attacking and shutting the power off, Paul set up traps.

He pulled into the parking lot and looked at the clock. "Damn, it's 11. Don't have enough time to put the grenade up."

Ichigo jumped out of the car. He ran in a circle, then headed toward the grass around the building.

"HALT," snapped Paul. "Ichigo come here! If you must pee, do it on the lamp post!" He watched Ichigo trot over to a lamp post. "How many times must I remind you. Not on the grass! There are landmines in there!"

Paul took out the cart. Leaving the bullets in the car, he took the grenades into the building. He put the grenades by the Grid Computer. "I think the rest of the day will be slow."

At 6pm, Paul and Ichigo left the pub and headed home. When they arrived at home, the wagon was in the driveway.

The old Ford had a mattress and box spring tied to its roof. The passenger side door left open.

Paul walked over to the Ford. Something not right, he thought. He walked over to the passenger side. On the floor of the passenger side there was a puddle of blood. He quickly pulled the mat out of the car.

Ichigo sniffed it. He looked up at Paul and whined.

"I know, this isn't good." He slammed the car door. With Ichigo behind him, he headed for the duplex. With his heart pounding in his head, he opened the door.