Ken watched from the shadows as his cousin drove away. The air was cold like the hands of a witch. The moon was bright in the sky. Ken tried to stay beneath the shade of the trees. He reached for his phone. It rang three times before the man he needed to talk to picked up.

"Hello?"

"This is Special Agent Sugimori."

"Oh," said the man, "How's everything in Tokyo?"

"Bad," said Ken, "I think we might have a serious problem here."

"How serious?"

"I've encountered a couple of untouchables."

"You're kidding me."

"No I'm not," said Ken.

"We'll try to get some support to you," said the man, "Whatever you need Ken. I can get the Japanese and NATO on this as soon as possible."

"Thanks Director," said Sugimori, "But what I want from you right now is something else."

"Just tell me what it is son. I promise you that I'll make it happen."

Minamo walked towards Yukari's hospital room. She noticed that there was another room to her right. The person inside was heavily bandaged. Black hair poked out from beneath one of the bandages covering her scalp. Minamo gasped. She knew who this person was, Sakaki.

"Excuse me, nurse?"

"Yes?"

"When was this girl admitted to the hospital?"

"A couple of hours ago," said the nurse, "Let me see." The woman flicked through several pages of patient information. Finally she found the data. "This girl was admitted at 7: 30 this evening. Why?"

"I'm her chaperone," said Minamo, "She's been missing for a while."

"How did you lose her?" asked the nurse.

"She and some friends went off to explore the area," said Kurosawa, "The rest of them are still missing." Minamo looked at the girl, she could only see her eyelids, the rest was bandaged up. "Will she make it?"

"The doctors think so. These injuries are mainly superficial, they don't go very deep. It was almost like she was scratched by wild animals," said the nurse.

Kurosawa knew what this meant. They did go into the mansion. Minamo decided that she needed to call Ken. It started to ring, then it instantly redirected to his voicemail.

"Hi this is Special Agent Sugimori. I'm busy right now so please leave a message."

Minamo called him six more times. Ken never responded. Minamo didn't know what to think. This was unlike him. She had to give him this information. Then she received a text message. In tight spot. Call later. Minamo was worried by this message. Ken could take on anything…couldn't he?

"So now we have four captives," said a man in a business suit.

"Yes Chairman," said Lyod, "One was found by the execution squad. The others by me and Jake."

"I see. You ex-royal marines seem to be worth your wages so far. Just keep it that way, alright?"

"Yes sir," said Lyod.

"Make sure that they stay sedated. The last thing we need is one of them escaping from us. That might jeopardize the entire operation."

"Don't worry sir," said Lyod, "We won't take any chances."

"Just keep them alive until our waste disposal system is fully functional." The Chairman looked around at the people assembled in front of him. They were all ex-military, paid to do whatever was asked. Russian paratroopers, French Legionnaires, US Army Reserve members, they all had their price. And they were all corruptible.

"Just make sure that you find any other intruders," said the Chairman.

"There won't be anymore intruders," said Lyod, "We got Brian guarding the front. No other unguarded entrances to speak of."

"Fine," said the Chairman. He left the room.

The men he had been talking to watched him leave. That man was their meal ticket, not to mention someone they feared. He had fought one of them in a friendly match. In only a second he had brought down an ex-marine instructor. Trifling with him was not recommended. Lyod looked at his watch. It was 2:00 PM.

Ken pushed open the front door. His Glock 23 in his right hand. The entrance room was dark. He took a flashlight out of his pocket. The bright LED light gave him the ability to see. Ken followed the footprints. He couldn't find the glasses from before. It was now 3:23 AM. Ken wasn't tired though, he was still wide awake.

Footsteps behind him. Ken turned around to see another monster. His Glock 23 ended its life quickly. Two more of the creatures rushed towards him. Ken shot one in the face, snapping the other's neck with his right elbow. He was a master of Muay Thai, the science of eight limbs. He kept going down the hall. There weren't any more monsters.

A section of wall started to move. Ken readied his weapon. The flashlight was clicked off. The section of wall broke open. Five men in riot gear stepped out. Ken watched them come closer to him. He pulled out the M1911. One of the men nearly tripped over Sugimori.

Ken kept the man quiet by quickly slamming his fist into his neck. The man was knocked down. Ken used his legs to choke the person to death. The others raised submachine guns. Ken fired the M1911 at their eyes. Four more corpses hit the floor. The M1911 only had three shots left in it. Ken removed the magazine, placing it inside his coat.

He decided to go inside the hole in the wall. He turned the flashlight back on. It was an extremely open space. There were footprints to Ken's right. He headed in that direction. He had a feeling that the people he was looking for would be over there.

"Are you sure about this Director?"

"Yes I am Mr. President. Ken Sugimori has seen these failed science experiments before. If anyone can assess how dangerous they are it's him."

"What did he want you to do?"

"Get SEALs guarding some cousin of his," said the Director.

"Team Six?"

"He requested 1st SFOD-D," said the Director, "But I was told by SOCCOM that they were currently deployed else where. SEAL Team Six was one of his alternates."

"Just as long as he can keep this under control," said the President, "I was hoping that the untouchables were gone."

"We all were Mr. President," said the Director, "Me more than anybody."

"Just make sure that these things are dead this time," said the President, "I don't want anymore outbreaks."

"Ken can handle it sir."

"Good." There was a pause on the phone. The Director could hear the President talking to someone. "If Sugimori can't end this in three days, the Japanese Prime Minister has given me authorization to deploy Seventh Fleet and the Marines. Once they get there, they will kill everything that moves."

"I'll be sure to tell him that."

The two men talked a while longer. Then the President said he had a meeting to be at. The Director hung up. He had other things to do as well. Not all of them things that the President needed to worry about.

Ken followed the walkway for an hour. He saw two lights up ahead. His flashlight had been off for twenty minutes, they weren't reflections. These lights moved up and down, from side to side. They had to be connected to weapons. Probably MP5s.

Ken watched the lights move closer. He inserted another clip into the M1911. He watched as the lights moved closer and closer. The beams shone against the nearby wall. Ken's face was only inches away from the spotlight. Then they suddenly turned to the right.

"Holy shit!"

"How did they breach the outer wall?"

"Just shut up and shoot them!"

RATATATATAT

There were several clicks. The men's clips were empty.

"ARGH!"

"DAMN IT!"

Ken watched as one of the men backed up attempting to reload. Another monster came up out of the dark. The creature bit through the screaming man's throat. Another creature knocked the MP5 from his hands. Ken tried to stay quiet. He could hear the sound of teeth ripping through flesh. The creatures were entirely focused on their meal. Ken hoped it would stay that way for a while. Then his phone rang, he had forgotten to turn it off.

Ken pulled out his Glock 23. He had a pistol in each hand. Something that was not recommended back at Quantico. Ken had faith in his abilities though. The cell phone continued to ring. The creatures came closer. Ken fired his two weapons.

BANG BANG BANG

Bright flashes of light took down seven of the creatures. They rushed at him. The M1911 went click click. Ken dropped the weapon. Soon his Glock clicked as well. Ken readied himself dropping his sidearm. He lashed out with his hands. The fast blows shattered necks like ice. One of the creatures grabbed his right arm.

Ken yanked the zombie towards him. His left elbow slammed into the side of its neck. The creature let go. Ken saw that there were still ten of the monsters. But they weren't next to him. He rushed towards the group of ten. He grabbed a hold of one of the zombies, spinning it around he slammed it into the others. They crashed onto the floor, limbs flailing in agony. Ken reached for the MP5 as the demons started to get up.

Ken raided the pockets of the still bleeding man. He found two clips. Setting the Heckler and Koch creation to its burst feature Ken aimed at the ten beasts.

BRATBRATBRAT

Red puffs of vapor appeared behind the creatures. Their brains were destroyed with the ten bursts of the MP5. Click, click.Ken released the spent magazine. He walked back towards his Glock 23. Picking it up Ken reloaded the weapon. He was lost in the darkness, but not for long.

He continued to look through the pockets of the dead men. Eventually he found what he was looking for. A map. He looked at his phone. Seven missed calls from MK. Ken sent his cousin a text message. He turned the device off, he had more important things to do.

"Oi, Lyod!"

"What Jake?"

"The Execution squad ain't respondin' mate."

"Just send in some blokes to check it out."

"Oi you there!" said Jake, "Go with Samson and find out what's going on."

Two men walked away, carrying AK-103s. They moved to an opening in the wall. One of the men turned around to say something to Jake.

BRATBRATBRAT

Red blood sprayed out of his face. The other man was shot down too. They collapsed against the floor. Jake reached for his AR-15.

BRATBRATBRAT

Lyod had ducked behind a couch. He watched as Jake was knocked over. The two ex soldiers grabbed a hold of their weapons. They couldn't see the attacker, but he would die. Just like that girl who had gotten in the way.

RATATATATAT

Jake fired the Armalite creation at the darkness. Lyod shook his head at the man. Despite the training he had been given, Jake acted like a novice. Holding down the trigger till the magazine was empty. Lyod aimed the G3A3 in his hands at the darkness.

BRATBRATBRAT

Whoever was attacking them was still alive. Lyod reached into his pocket. The radio transmitter had a panic button on it. The assailant was doomed the moment Lyod pressed the switch.

Movement.

Lyod fired his battle rifle at the shape. Bullets bounced off of the concrete floor in front of him. Lyod ducked back behind the couch. He heard Jake scream. Poking his head back around the G3A3 was knocked out of his hands. The face he saw shocked him.

"I killed you."

"What?" the person asked, "Did you think that I can't swim?"

The attacker placed an MP5 barrel against Lyod's head. The hot steel burned his skin. Lyod couldn't believe what this. He had pushed this person into a pool of black water, while their hands and feet were bound.

BANG

After finishing off Lyod the assailant headed towards the opening in the wall. Reaching down the individual picked up one of the AK-103s. The bolt came back with a satisfying ring. Kagura's work here was done.