That very day, in the later times of the sunny afternoon, both Birman and Manx stepped into the shop just when we were about to end the day's work. Well, sadly, I didn't exactly get the day off...
The marks on my arm were concealed under another long sleeved top. My control on my hand was better by a bit, but at some point in time, my fingers wouldn't move much. I was a little worried since it was the hand which controlled my katana. My left is trained as well, but still unable to be like my right. I suppose my attacks would be weaker than usual, but hte most important thing was to make sure that whoever my sword slices, would end up dead.
In the basement, I went to my usual spot of leaning against the railing of the spiral stairway, Yoji and Ken taking the ocuch while Omi sat on the chair with the beckrest against his chest, arms folded.
"Glad to see you're doing fine, Weiss", Manx started first, before glancing over at Birman who nodded.
"This mission is a bit more of a challenge compared to the rest you've enountered, but nothing you can't handle. Basically, it's similar to what Masafumi had done, relating to inappropriate testings and experiments on both animals and humans. This though, has relation to some underground tributes, circulating about 'sacrifices'", the dark-haired woman scanned the room of the four guys.
"The silence; I assume all are in. If that's the case..." The redhead lady inserted a black tape into the player.
Like any other times, the dark figure of 'Persia' appeared.
"Weiss. A man by his sub-name of Darnell had been illegally importing exotic animals with no approval. He's running his business with a veterinarian, Asuka. Their plan is to crossbreed the two different species, however, 99.9 of their experiments failed.
Several prostitutes were also taken in by him, used as the human experimental subjects or DNA combinations. What he is doing is endangering not only human lives, but the balance of nature. Thus, we have gathered enough evidence to put this man to a halt to what he has been doing."
Two pictures were shown as examples of what this Darnell had done. It was only two, but enough to make all of us grimace at the photos of their victims. One was a woman who had scales in patches like a disease. Her lower jaw was stretched to below her neck, while the teeth were obviously inhuman, since they were jagged and sharp. The dislocation seemed to be the cause of her death, since the skin around her mouth were ripped and stained crimson from blood.
The other photo was a guy instead, but like a fuzzy animal, fur was all over him. Even a tail was present. However, his stomach was split and his internals spilled like soup, organs decorating his front. That was a little more gruesome.
But my mind wasn't bothered by how it looked. I was concentrating more on the fact that it was furry, very similar to the guy I saw before outside the shop.
"White hunters, deny these beasts of their tomorrow!" Were Persia's last words before the screen turned to static, grey and white dotted all over.
That line was the words which confirmed the mission. From her hands, Manx placed files on the glass coffee table while Birman retrieved the tape.
"There you go boys. Details inside are mostly of the dos and don'ts. This particular red file consists of the blueprint map. A word of warning though..." Manx trailed off she walked towards me. Or the stairway, to be exact. "Make sure none of the animals scratch or bite you. Who knows what they could be infected with", she winked...
At me?
"We'll send ourselves out. Mission commences at 12 sharp tonight", Birman said and followed her partner out. Their heels clicked on the way out, and it was only when it was silence did Ken reach over for the files.
"Y'know, this is a little boring, doing almost the same mission as before", the brunette sighed, opening one file and skimming through. Yoji tossed over the red file to Omi.
"No help complaining", I said flatly as I walked over, picking up one file. Ken snorted as he continued reading. Yoji, on the other hand, got up from his seat and headed to the stairs.
"Going to take a breather", he said before any of us mentioned anything.
We three resumed to processing the information given. Just then I recalled about their percentage of success of the targets' experiments.
99.9?
Sure, it's practically a hundred, but just what if that tiny percentage... led to me?
My hand gripped the file slightly tighter and glanced at the clock. It was exactly four hours before the start of the mission.
"Omi, do find the quickest and most discreet route to reach the targets. Having all these animals around, they might cause trouble with their noises and alert the guards. Ken, do assist Omi. After doing that, find me and I'll tell later how we deal with this", I ordered.
Both teenagers nodded. Ken handed me the rest of the files and I proceeded to my room.
Yawwwn... yay Aya.. for no apparent reason... r&r please...