You will release your life
Forgetting what's forsaken the reason why
You are alone again
You will believe the lie
Judging from what you've taken
You breathe, alive
You are alone again

From the heart of darkness
You call to me
Spirit racing on
There is nothing I can do
For you are next to no one

You will release your life
Joining with the goddamned world
Of the dead and the lonely
You'll never leave alive
Now do you think you're too damn good
For the killing kind

You will begin to cry
Hearing the silence breaking
You breathe, alive
But you are alone again

From the heart of darkness
You call to me
Spirit racing on
There is nothing I can do
For you are next to no one

You will release your life
Joining with the goddamned world
Of the dead and the lonely
You'll never leave alive
Now do you think you're too damn good
For the killing kind

You will release your life
forgetting what's forsaken
You breathe, alive
You are alone again

You will release your life
Joining with the goddamned world
Of the dead and the lonely
You'll never leave alive
Now do you think you're too damn good
For the killing kind

Nothing I can do

                                    -Disturbed "Breathe"

Guile sat at a desk in Ken's parents home going through the millionth file on Shadowlaw he had seen today.  He couldn't find anything of any use in finding Cammy.  Aside from Charlie's case, the only thing that even revolved around kidnapping was holding individuals for ransom, and even then it had only happened a few times.  Shadowlaw's main funding came from the street fights they held.  That's how Ken was able to infiltrate Shadowlaw.  Ken sat at another desk across the room.  They were researching in Ken's home because he had so many more resources than Guile's home did.  Ken had been endlessly searching the Internet for anything more on Shadowlaw.  He hadn't found anything yet either.  It had been a long tiring week of endless searching.  Guile had begun the search as soon as he got back from the failed mission.  Ken didn't get out of the hospital for two weeks.  Three weeks and they still had nothing.  Guile pushed away from his desk and threw the manila folder he was holding onto the floor.

"God dammit there's nothing!"

Ken stood and walked away from the computer as he rubbed his eyes.  It was about 3 o'clock in the morning.

"Guile I think we need to get some sleep.  We've been up all night.  Maybe we should do this in shifts or something.  We can't do any good if we can concentrate because we're so exhausted."

"This is going nowhere.  I think you're right.  I need something to eat though."

Guile followed Ken into the kitchen as sat at the table.  They had been getting along quite well for the past week.  Especially well, considering that since the two had been acquainted not one of their conversations had been a peaceful one.  All had almost led to a fight actually.  The two sat in semi darkness eating in silence.  Eventually Ken slammed his fist on the table, losing the calm composure he had held before.

"Three weeks!  God only knows what could have happened to her by now."

 Ken was so frustrated.  First he was stuck in the hospital for two weeks.  Then even after he got out he was in no condition to fight.  Ryu had gone around to check the street fights out, but there were none.  If Ryu couldn't find a fight, there weren't any, Ken was sure of that.  Ryu had left a few days ago, shortly after Ken was released.  He couldn't stay in one place too long, especially if there were no good fights to test his skills.  That was just who Ryu was.  Cammy was nowhere to be found.  They had officially put her on the military's missing persons list.  But even after that, not one sighting.  They just needed one clue to get them on the right track and they would be able to find her.  Guile spoke.

"We're doing the best we can right now.  This kind of stuff takes time. As long as we're working, we're doing all we can."

"I know.  I'll try to keep my head on strait for her."

Just then Ken heard the computer chime in that 'He had mail'.  He looked to Guile and sprinted upstairs to check it.  He sat at the desked and typed all the correct information in.  The e-mail was from his mother back in Seattle.

Kenneth,

                  I hope you are doing well and your injuries are healing up fast, especially your nose.  I'm, sure we can have it fixed if it heals crooked.  You know I don't like you going around and fighting all the time, but I guess that's what your father and I get for letting you train with a martial arts master.  Just be more careful next time.  Everything is fine here so no need to worry.  Please head towards home soon, we miss you a lot here, son.  You're still my baby no matter how old you get!

                                                                                                            Love,

                                                                                                                              Mom

P.S.  You received a telegram today.  I hope you know what it means because I sure don't.  You're not doing drugs are you?  Just worried.  The message is below.

Masters, STOP  Keep your eye on a Mr. Robert Sellers. STOP He will lead you to what you're looking for. STOP  Signed J

Ken became ecstatic and yelled for Guile.

"Guile get up here, I think we have our clue!"

Within seconds Guile was standing behind Ken.  Ken knew that "J" was Julian.  Julian must still be with them.  Ken hoped that he was near Cammy and keeping her safe.  Guile read the message and Ken heard him mutter.

"Shit.  You're sure that they kept her with them?"

"Yeah.  What's wrong?  This is good.  We know where to look now."

"Do you know who Robert Sellers is?"

"No.  What's it matter?"

"He is the British secretary of defense."

"And?…"

"And he has just recently campaigned for a new plan to stopping drug trafficking."

"The kind Shadowlaw deals with."

"Exactly.  Pull up world news."

Ken did as Guile said.

"Now pull up recent political deaths."

Ken pushed the correct links and it led him to a chart.  It revealed that political deaths had risen three fold within the past three weeks.  There had been 7 deaths that were either suspicious or unexplained.  Guile spoke

"General Watson has mentioned these deaths.  He's worried about Sellers, and apparently with good reason.  Charlie was sent to kill me.  I had been doing some heavy investigation on Shadowlaw directly after Charlie's team's capture.  He said that I had to be eliminated to please the master."

"Cammy was strong as hell.  Vega told her to kill me and she followed his orders like a robot.  She could have done it easily.  Do you think it's possible that—"

"They're using Cammy as an assassin."

"Oh my God.  Seven people.  And I'm guessing that Robert Sellers is next."

"I need to go talk to General Watson and we have to find a way to protect Sellers."

"And if we're right about Cammy being the killer, we have to set a trap.  We have to get her back."

"You took the words right out of my mouth."