Gideon and the team landed just outside the area they were to search, then moved in on foot to remain undetected. The goal was to get in unseen and gather any information they could on a possible location for Sentinel and who or what Kingpin was, then get out. Their scanners showed a handful of life signs, so nothing the team couldn't handle if they did end up being detected, but the goal was still stealth.

They made their way in through two separate entry points and began making their way through the rooms. Most rooms seemed to be storage areas, others housed machinery that probably kept the building operational.

Gideon motioned for Mitchell and Torres to follow him while keeping an eye on his scanner to follow Joker and Ronin's progress. Joker chirped in Gideon's headset.

"You finding anything boss? We're negative on our end. Preparing to search a lower level."

Gideon spoke quietly into his com.

"Negative on our end as well. We're moving up one level, main room in the center."

"Copy that," came the reply.

The three men moved silently up the stairs, rifles at the ready. The scanners showed the life signs they saw earlier were all congregated on the upper-most floor. They cleared the hallways anyways, confirming no one was around, then quietly made their way into a room.

The room was full of command centers and other electronics. Bingo. Gideon motioned to the other two men to link up and upload any information they could find. Mitchell and Torres hacked in to the systems and began collecting information while Gideon kept his eyes open for any threats.

"How's it coming gents?" He asked.

"Almost done," came two replies.

Gideon's com chirped again but neither Joker nor Ronin said anything. He looked down at his scanner to check their position and noticed they weren't lit up.

"Joker, come in. What's your position?"

Silence.

"Joker, do you copy? Ronin, do you copy?"

Again, silence. Fuck, he thought. He saw no other life signs on his scanner, even the ones they had marked on their way in. Where the hell had they all gone?

He turned to Mitchell.

"We may have a problem…."

Before Gideon could finish a flash bang was thrown into the room, blinding and deafening the three of them. The force of it had thrown Gideon down to the ground, losing his rifle in the process. How had he not seen or heard men coming up on them and throwing a damn flash at them, he thought angrily.

Shaking his head to try and clear it he scrambled for his rifle and took cover behind a desk. Mitchell and Torres had done the same.

'Gideon, I don't see or hear anyone. Where the hell did that come from?' Mitchell thought to him.

'I have no fucking idea. I didn't see or hear anything either, and I still can't.'

Gideon peeked out but saw nothing. Had they left? What was the point of knocking them down only to then leave? He carefully leaned his rifle out from behind cover and almost immediately gun fire opened up on him. So there was someone out there, he thought. Torres threw a threat grenade in the direction of the gunfire. It went off, but nothing lit up.

"What the hell?" Torres muttered. He looked over at Mitchell, who was scanning the area. Looking back over at Torres he shrugged.

"I don't see anyone."

Mitchell pulled a small piece of equipment off the desk he was behind, then threw it. Gun fire once again opened up.

"Why can't we see them?" Torres asked angrily.

Gideon wasn't sure what was going on. He told Mitchell to throw a frag grenade on his count, and to relay the same to Torres. Mitchell nodded, caught Torres' attention and told him to get ready.

On Gideon's count all three threw a frag grenade in the general direction of the gun fire. However once they exploded there was a sudden rush of, something, into the room they were in from the opposite side of where the gunfire had been. Gideon registered in the back of his mind a waving of the air in front of him right before something slammed in to him like a mack truck. He heard Mitchell and Torres get hit and soon it seemed like all hell had broken loose. The air was shimmering but that was all he could see as something began to pummel him.

Feeling his blood lust kick in he let his fangs out and began to hit back at the shimmery air in front of him. He was surprised when he heard a grunt and it felt like he was hitting a man. He yelled at the others to hit back at the shimmery air and it soon began to sound like a bar fight.

Gideon managed to get his – whatever it was – into a bear hug and struggled with it when Joker and Ronin came running in, rifles at the ready.

They came to a halt, wide-eyed.

"What the fuck Gideon?!" Joker yelled, wanting to shoot but not sure where to aim.

"Fucking shoot him Joker!" Gideon yelled.

But Joker couldn't, he couldn't see anything. It looked like Gideon was just hugging air.

Suddenly Mitchell came sliding over a desk on his back and fell off onto the floor, bleeding profusely from his head. Someone had thrown him hard. Gideon was distracted for a split second, which was all his assailant needed to bring his foot down on Gideon's instep, throw an elbow to the groin and do a reverse head butt to Gideon's face. Gideon went down hard with the assailant on top of him, who wasted no time in flipping around and straddling Gideon, placing what felt like a knife to Gideon's throat. Gideon froze, hands up by his head.

He looked over and saw Mitchell being dragged up someone who was now visible, hands clutched around Mitchell's collar. Suddenly the person holding him at knifepoint became visible, and a very mean-looking face stared back at him. Gideon spotted a Sentinel patch on the man's jumpsuit. Fuck me, he thought.

He was dragged up to his knees and was able to see the rest of his team had been subdued, all on their knees, hands behind their heads. A bit of shimmery air came towards him and morphed into a man wearing an exo-suit, Sentinel jumpsuit and heavily armed. The man stood in front of Gideon, taking in his fangs and eerie eyes.

"So, it is real. Irons has indeed created a freak show. I wasn't sure it was really true." The man looked at the rest of his team, sizing them up.

"Which of you is the commander of this little circus?" The man asked. Before Gideon could speak he heard Mitchell speak up.

"I am. We will fucking bury you."

Gideon was furious. What the hell was he doing? He would be the first killed by claiming to be in command. Mitchell looked over at him.

'It's all good boss. I've got this. Get the team out of here.'

'YOU FUCKING ASS!' Gideon screamed in his head.

Before Gideon could contradict Mitchell to the mystery man, he had walked over to Mitchell.

"Good. Secure him and get him loaded in the bird. I have uses for him."

The man then walked back over to Gideon, pulled his side arm and shot Gideon, Torres and Joker in the heart.