Alright alright, here we go. Chapter 8 is up and ready to roll. You all know what I own/don't own. If you don't then review the previous chapters for the disclaimers.

Rarelight: "where is the encounter in der riese,shi no numa or kinor?"
Luna: I hope this answers your question.

Cynder fan: "I love this story. It's one of the very few i like in the COD section. Please update soon."
Luna and Silver: Awww, you make us feel special.


"Alright. The next 115 breakout is in Japan, deep in the jungle marshes." Mason briefs us. "Your mission is the same as before…"

"Kill all sons of bitches. That's all I need." Patrick says in a cocky tone. Mason ignores him. "From some previous reports, I'd advise that you take Twilight and Kitsune. Now for your equipment: you know the drill." He dismisses us to go grab the guns. We just landed back at base, having been fully disinfected and rested. They sprayed us with sleeping gas, again (they got gased when they were first captured).

"Hey Luna!" Silver calls out. "Let's switch: Skorpions for the bow." She motions to the crossbow in my hands. I accept the trade willingly. "You haven't got a chance to try it out yet."

"You saved me, now I can return the favor." She tells me. I shake my head. "Sisters don't keep score." With one-and-a-half guns at my disposal, I go in search of a final weapon.

"No bolt actions, no sniper, MG's slow me down, shotguns are close combat, handguns are a no-no. That leaves me with a third SMG, a rifle or a launcher." After carefully searching through the back room, I come out with a Grim Reaper slid on my back; a few odd anti-gravity bands strapped on several points. The twin SMG's get strapped to my thighs, the trusty ballistic knives get secured to the back of my pant-belt, my long sword on my back, and the Grim Reaper secured elsewhere.

"So how are we going to get there? To Japan?" I ask as soon as everyone has their gear.

"Teleporter." Mason replies. It takes all my will power to not say 'your kidding' until he points to a glowing circular pad. Everyone steps on it and suddenly, we're sent into Japan. Silver and I changing into humans at the last second.

We all shake our heads to clear the dizziness that sweeps over us. "ああ。あなたは私たちのアメリカの同盟国が我々に送られてきた戦士であることが必要" A Japanese officer speaks.

"Umm…" My jaw opens and closes, as I don't know how to reply nor the Japanese word for 'English'.

"My apologies. I simply said 'You must be the warriors that our America allies sent us'. I did not know if you spoke Japanese or not." He apologizes.

"Commander Mason sent us." I speak, fully regaining my sight. A Japanese soldier stands before us, dressed in uniform with a type 100 on his back and a katana at the hip. "I'm Luna Longpaw." I begin introducing everyone. "This is my sister Silver, our friends Patrick and Carly, and the wolf and fox are Twilight and Kitsune."

"I am Bushi-san, the leader of this project here in Japan." The soldier introduces, bowing before us. We all bow back, trying to be respectful.

"Now we must go. Time is against us." Bushi says before he leads us down a hallway. "We will take you in via helicopter. If everything goes correctly, you will arrive back for rest and recovery." All of us board a helicopter as soon as we reach a hanger.

"You'll be given access to our long range transmission system, eliminating the need for a mobile beacon." The pilot says into our headsets. Currently we're flying over a swampy area, heading towards our destination. Patrick has a single PM-63, extended magazine, at his side and an SPA-12 w/ masterkey on his back. Carly has a Famas, dual-mags in the clip with a grip, and an extended mag MP-40 with a grip. Silver has my crossbow at her hip and a Commando with a red-dot sight and dual-magazines. Suddenly the sky darkens unnaturally; my neck hairs and ears prick as energy gathers around the area.

"We're almost there." The pilot announces, pointing towards a large, vine-covered building. Without any warning, lightning flashes across the sky, coming only feet away from us. I turn to my sister, sensing that something's up. Her silvery eyes show unease and… frustration? Anger? Worry? I couldn't tell as another lightning bolt manages to strike the tail rotor. Warning lights flash and sounds beep as the pilots struggle to control the crafts landing. My hands quickly bring Patrick and Twilight close to me as wind tosses our transport around like a toy.

"Jump!" Silver cries, leaping off the craft with Carly and Kitsune. I leap after her as the copter crashes into the ground. A 'Gah' escapes my lips, not from injury but frustration.

"Last jump wasn't so bad. Last time the helicopter didn't get shot out of the sky by… Lightning?" I notice that the sky has changed back to its normal color.

"Sis? You there? Luna?" Silver cries out.

"Over here." I shout, thankful for speed-healing as I stand up. Once everyone is together, we all head towards the zombie-infested base; Silver and I morphed back into our Therian forms. It's only a few minutes before Carly spots something in the mud, a sign reading "Shi no numa".

"Swamp of Death" Silver translates in a serious tone.

"Oh great, just great…" Patrick grumbles "…why Swamp of death! Why not swamp of water or alligator swamp? It has to be the one that provides the least…"

"We're here. This is the place." I announce.

"Finally, I was getting tired of Patrick's rambling." Silver comments.

"Let's all stop yapping and get our gear on." Carly says, having been quiet ever since our helicopter bail. The building looks completely deserted, vines snaking up the sides of the wooden structure. We all head up a set of stairs in hopes of finding a radio or telephone. Inside the second floor there's a gate on the southwestern side and several boarded up windows.


Insert "The One" song here. LOL

Zombies: rrrReeevieeeeewwwwww (Review) GRAAHH!
*swipe at audiance before getting blasted away by thunderguns*
Hellhounds: Ragh ruff bark bark (review or sam will get you all. Or we'll fetch your souls)