Crane re-counted the amount of ammo he had for his police rifle, pump shotgun, and the pistol that once belonged to his dreaded enemy; Rais. After having a short meeting with Brecken and a few other runners, the plan was to just wait until the thugs began to appear. They initially wouldn't attack since Hunter's planned seemed to be one meant for laying low, but that would be changed very soon. The band of thugs would be ambushed, forced to push away the bomb planting plan in order to fight away enemy forces.

And now, the scenario played in Crane's mind, but he saw mistakes being made, good people being killed. It slightly scared him that anything could happen to any of them, from him, to Brecken, even to the runners that were okay with joining the plan. He didn't want anymore of the Tower people dying, but Kyle knew that they needed to do this, for the sake of them all.

He finally stopped counting the ammo and stuffed it back into his bag. He also grabbed his pistol, shoving it in his pocket. Kyle grabbed his rifle and shotgun, taking them down to the 1st floor for a couple others to use.

Crane began to head out of his room, when he remembered about his UV Flashlight, the one thing that could potentially keep him in a sane state. He put that in his bag too, keeping it at the very top for quick access.

Now, Kyle began striding over to the elevator, firearms in hand, and the willpower to defeat his enemy coursing through his veins.

The scouts were discussing their location of their positions when Crane finally arrived. He set the rifle and shotgun on the floor, listening in on the ragtag group.

"So, I hide near the front entrance staircase right?" One man said. The others nodded, and another man continued. "And I blend in with the trash bags we brought in."

Kyle interrupted their chatting to ask a question.

"Do any of you know where Brecken is?"

"He should be in Alfie's usual spot. From what I've seen, he's just prepping his weapons for the attack." One of the runners explained.

"Ok thanks."

Kyle began walking to the room that Brecken was supposedly in, but as he walked away, he heard a few crude remarks coming from the other runners.

"How the hell are we going to do this with him tagging along?"

"I don't know, but I'm worried that he's just going to end up killing us instead."

"Exactly! Why does Brecken think that Crane will keep himself together? He's still a monster, even if he's half sane."

Crane felt himself grow frustrated, yet also felt guilt and shame. He was still being judge for what he became, despite the fact that he was in his right mind. It angered him to know that people still felt that way, but the shame of being pushed away and being treated like a creature was butting in as well.

"Pulling my ass around for assholes like them..." Kyle cursed under his breath. "Whatever, they'll change their tune soon enough. Fucking hypocrisy at its finest!"

Crane had continued walking to Brecken's location, opening the room's door to find the man staring out the window, his fists on his waist.

"Hey Brecken." Kyle said. "What are you doing?"

The leader glanced back and turned his sights back to the window. He chuckled a bit and answered the runner's question.

"Nothing much, bud. Just thinking." Brecken stated. "Anything you need?"

"No, not really. I just wanted to see if you were already ready."

"Hmm... Ready as I'll ever be." Brecken scoffed. "It's almost time. The sun is close to setting, and it's 19:47. Tell the other runners to meet up at the front Tower entrance; I'll be there shortly."

Crane began to walk away, but the man said something, stopping him mid-walk.

"Don't pay attention to what the others say Crane." Brecken said in a serious tone. "Jut cause you look like a monster, doesn't mean you are one. You still can't control this yet, but I know for a fact that somehow, you'll pull through the darkness and the dread."

Crane stood in the same spot, a bit mesmerized by what Brecken said, but he quickly snapped back to normal. And, out of complete respect for what the leader said, Kyle headed over to the man and gave him a quick hug.

Brecken was caught off guard by the move, but he didn't neglect it.

"Bit out of character, don't you think?"

"At this point, I think people would be more worried as to whether I can still keep my monster at bay."

Brecken laughed at spoke. "You got me there."

The sun was slowly hiding away, it's blessed beams of light slowly dying away as the horizon ate away at the beams. And this was the signal for the two men to finally begin the plan.

"Get that box and take it!"

"Yes, sir!"

He looked out at the crowd of thugs, Hunter's thugs. He had been given orders by the man: Be as stealthy as possible and plant the bombs, then leave the premises and watch the show from a distance.

"Serkan, the bombs are in the vehicle! We are ready to leave."

The man nodded in approval and excused the thug from the area. He quickly walked in to the Garrison, where a lone man awaited near the entrance.

"What's the status Serkan?"

"We are ready to go. The bombs are in the vehicles, but we just need to wait until night falls."

"Good. Hunter should be free of item-snatchers by tomorrow."

"You've got a point there Berk." Serkan said. "Ok, call Yavuz and Soner. Tell them to just stay with Hunter, at least until this fucking situation is finally dealt with."

"Only we're going right?"

"Yeah. Hunter doesn't need all four of his henchmen dying in the battlefield. If two of his legs fall, he still has two more to keep his table of leadership somewhat stable."

Berk nodded in approval and began heading to the radio, where he sent a message to Hunter.

"Hunter, it's Berk. Tell Yavuz and Soner to stay put with you. We'll do this job, quick and easy."

"Thank you for informing me." Hunter's voice came back. "And don't fail this mission."

"We won't."

"Ok, but if I find out that the building is still up by tomorrow sunrise... You, Serkan, and I will be having a chat inside the Pit."

Berk felt a lump of anxiety and fear beginning to form in his throat. He had trouble swallowing down his feelings as he responded.

"Y-yes sir..."

And as Berk finally stopped the communication, he sighed in defeat.

"Hopefully this goes as planned."

"How far till we get to the Tower?" Berk asked. "Being out at night still terrifies me, even if we're supposed to act mean-spirited."

Serkan grunted in amusement and spoke. "We're about to arrive." He said as he looked over at the man, with one eyebrow raised sarcastically. "Don't be afraid of the darkness of the night. Be terrified of what can reside in it."

Berk brushed the comment aside, but he could hear it echo in his head.

"Don't worry Berk, you'll be alright." The man told himself. "It's just a quick mission. We can do this."

And just as felt himself calm down a bit, the yellow van came to a halt. Nearby, the Tower stood in its spot, vulnerable to the bombs the men were going to plant.

Serkan nudged Berk in his side, signaling for him to come along. The man nodded and began to get out of the vehicle, with a few thugs already grabbing some bombs.

Everyone began to huddle in a group as Serkan briefly explained what needed to happen.

"Okay, now that we're here, we need to be as careful and sneaky as possible." Serkan whispered. "If a Volatile stumbles upon you, use your Flares. If a Viral, Biter, or Night Walker gets to you, take them out as quick as possible. Finally, if a person from the Tower catches any one of you, take them out as soon as possible. If all else fails, we blow whatever bombs have been planted."

The group of thugs, along with Berk, nodded in agreement. They began to dissipate in different directions, each person taking a different location on the outside parts of the Tower.

Berk ran to a vacant spot on the building, where he began to put the bomb in place. As he positioned it in the right spot, his hearing caught the sound of sudden gunfire. He grabbed his pistol from the belt he had, and began to head towards the source of the noise.

"Shoot them down!" Brecken shouted as he, too, began firing away at the thugs. "Shoot the bombs they have!"

And the runners did as they were told. Bullets flew back and forth, and in several occasions, a bullet was extremely close to piercing a hole through one of the Tower people.

Brecken aimed his sights on one thug with a bomb, and shot. The end result was a massive explosion, along with a cloud of blood spraying droplets all over.

He saw a couple runners do the same, and more clouds of the red fluid began to appear. One by one, the hugs were falling. Hunter's plan had been sabotaged.

And just as Brecken thought that perhaps this was it, he could see more thugs beginning to charge at them with melee weapons in hand.

The leader thought of using more bullets on them, but then remembered their final asset.

"Runners, head back inside the Tower, IMMEDIATELY!" Brecken shouted into his walkie. He looked around, finding the runners rushing back inside the building. They all knew what was about to happen.

Brecken began running to the back of the Tower, where Crane had stayed put. When the man arrived, he found the man in a horrible state.

Kyle had begun sweating profusely as he gripped his head, all the while, mumbling random things to himself.

"Get away from me...!" Crane shouted at nothing. "Don't come closer! You're not real! I am still in control, and you're wrong as shit!"

Brecken crouched down to the other man's level. "Crane, snap out of it. You need to get yourself together."

"Get the hell away from me!" Kyle snapped at the Tower leader, pushing him away in a rush. "You're the true monster here!"

Brecken had no other choice. It had to come down to this. The man put his mouth close to Crane's ear and whispered.

Kyle witnessed flashes of his horrifying memories, from Rahim turning, to Jade being killed. It hurt his head, grinding away at his skull. And now The Mother began to appear in front of him, even after he had tried to shout at her, which had made her fade away the first time.

"Why didn't you save them Crane?" The Mother's voice reverberated in his head, and also traveled its way from his ear to his brain. "You failed your friends, those who needed you the most."

And that hit Kyle hard. He felt his chest ache in emotional pain, and now felt the darkness of the virus beginning to shove his own thoughts away.

And before blacking out, Crane saw through half closed eyes as The Mother began to reform into Brecken.

Brecken began sprinting away as he saw Crane knock out, knowing very well that the Volatile was due to arrive very shortly.

And just as he began to close the distance between him and the Tower entrance, he heard the sound of loud footsteps coming from behind him. Brecken leaped to the side as the Volatile pounced at the man, narrowly missing him.

And as the monster began to approach him, the sound of the thugs had caught the Volatile's attention, making it run over to the direction of the foreign noise. Brecken took this chance as his and began to run inside, where he stood at the very entrance. He saw as the UV Lights reflected off his skin, and felt himself become relieved.

Brecken began to hear screams, shouts, and screeches of terror, madness, and pain. The final thugs left over we're finally being taken down by Crane.

After a few minutes, the sounds had finally died down to almost nothing. Occasionally, he heard a shout, and also heard the sound of a vehicle starting up and driving away.

But what Brecken didn't expect, was to find the Volatile sprinting head on, straight in his direction. The creature came to a complete stop once it was face to face with the man.

It sniffed away at him, it's orange, bloodshot eyes scanning his every move. Brecken could see the smoke beginning to rise up from the Volatile's skin, the UV Lights burning away at the flesh.

It sniffed once more, and began to growl with uncertainty. Brecken watched with eyes as wide as dinner plates, the scene playing in front of him. The Volatile sniffed and scanned one last time, and growled in defeat.

And as it began to walk back out of the lights, it began to mutter a couple words.

"A-ahm... s-sssaarr-ee-ee" The words came out like marmalade, but Brecken could distinctly hear two words. He looked into its eyes, and saw them filled with light, the kind that Crane held. And just as he knew that the runner had begun to get some control over his body, the light had instantly turned into nothing. The monster screeched at him once more, before sprinting away.

Brecken walked over to a nearby wall, where he collapsed to the floor.

"Jesus fucking Christ..." He said, his mind becoming cloudy. "What the hell just happened?"