The next morning, we all got dressed up and headed out. We met with Yukio in front of the building. She gave us a small smile and gentle hug. "Thank you for coming Logan, Sukauto."

I return the hug, unlike my dad who didn't know what to do. "What does that mean?"

"It means Scout in Japanese. I can call you that, right?"

I smile back and nod my head. "Yeah. I have a lot of nicknames and I really like this one. I would like it if you called me that in Japanese. It would be cool if you taught me a few things."

She gives me a big smile, looking excited. She leads us to the car and have the two of us follow her. Dad leans down to my level and whispers, "You know we're not gonna stay for long. We can't, this isn't a place for us. So don't get your hopes up, Kid."

I knew that. I wanted to leave but yet I didn't. It was nice to know more about Yukio and for her to teach me new stuff. I kinda want to learn more about Mariko too. Everything here interests me, especially when we have nothing like any of this stuff here back in the U.S., none the less the mansion. We got in the car and rode to the funeral, silently.

Once we arrived, we got out and let Yukio lead the way. We enter the building and see some people playing some kind of drums. As we walked back outside where the funeral was, Yukio was telling us who the man was next to Mariko and it turned out that was her fiancé. Before we continued to walk she ordered, "You need to bow."

I did what I was told unlike my father who stared at Shingen for a moment until bowing. Yukio started to introduce us when he cut her off. "I know who he is."

"Your father was a good man."

The man stared at my father with an amused expression. "He would often say the same thing about you. But then, he was always fascinated with your kind. Tell me, why do you think he send Yukio to find you?"

"To say goodbye."

"And now you have. Time for you to go back to your woods along with your child."

They glared at each other until Yukio leads us away. We join the group of people, behind everyone. She was explaining Samurai armor body suit while people were walking down the aisle and bowing to the grave. I felt many different presences around us that were all of a sudden. "Dad! There's people who aren't supposed to be here!"

He looks at me and sees my white eyes. He starts to look around and spots something that's not right. While Mariko starts to walk up the aisle, dad runs in the middle of it and stops her. He stares at one of the men working for the funeral.

The man pulls out a gun and shoots him in the stomach. Many people pull out guns and fire away at all kinds of different direction. I look for my dad and find him having trouble to focus and was actually in pain. I run towards him, leaving Yukio behind me while calling my dad's name. I see people taking Mariko away and try to decide if I should follow them or try to help my dad.

I knew something was wrong immediately, knowing if he had his full healing ability, he would have been up and running after a second. He stayed down, trying to catch his breath for a few minutes instead. When I saw him try to get back up, I knew he would be fine so I ran after Mariko.

People were dragging her behind them while shooting whoever got in their way. I took a shortcut and jumped in front of them. They started shooting the moment they saw me and I put up my force field. But the first bullets that came were too fast and got me in my shoulder and my leg. I cry out in pain and try to hold up a force field longer, trying to give my dad some time to get to us.

Finally he get to us and kills the men but I see him get shot once more. Once he was done, he turns to us and tries to hold back a yell from the pain. I knew I was bleeding badly but I tried my best to ignore the pain like I usually did in the past, before we met everybody from the mansion.

Mariko stares at my father as he struggles to keep his balance. "You're hurting."

He runs over to us and helps me stand. "Let's go! Come on, let's go!"

We make a run for the cars but some other men stops us. We grab Mariko and one shoots dad again. Another one pulls a knife on me and tries to stab me but I jump out of the way, go behind him and kick him between the legs, making him drop. I look around and see my dad crouching on the ground, covering himself with his claws instead of using them.

I see Mariko running away and I call for my dad to follow. He hear him run after us, calling both our names. We made it to the town with multiple men still following us. One of them was shooting at us until he was hit by a car. Dad dragged us through a lottery building and one man followed us. The three of us quickly got into a storage room and closing the door.

He stabbed the man through the door and we run outside again. We got to a train station and started walking around, looking for a cab or taxi. Dad stopped and tried to catch his breath, hunching over. Mariko continued on, saying she was fine and she could make it back home from here. I turn back to my father who was bleeding and was having trouble breathing. He saw the scared look in my eyes and shook his head, telling me to ignore it.

I didn't believe him but I wasn't going to make him mad. We followed Mariko and saw she was going to get on a train. We sat behind her diagonally and stayed silent until dad made his chair lean back. "Whoa! Oh that's nice."

I laughed at that, knowing he hadn't been in a reclined seat in probably many years. He looked over to Mariko and found her looking upset. "This is one of those bullet trains, right?"

"I told you I don't need your help."

"They do like what, three hundred miles an hour?" he continued as if she didn't say anything. I nudge him with my elbow and he looks over to me with an expression that says, 'I'm just curious.'

Mariko just rolls her eyes, knowing we'll follow her. It was silent until dad spoke up. "So, where we headed?" She doesn't answer so he gets impatient as always. "Where are we goin?"

"I'm going to the end of the line. My family has a home in the south."

"That's stupid. No offense but they're gonna know to look for ya there!"

"Not this place."

He started lecturing her on how it's not safe and how she has to be careful. I could tell by the tone of his voice and what he was telling her, he cared for her. After she plugged her headphones in to ignore him, he removed his jacket and all I saw was his shirt covered in blood. I couldn't help but let out a gasp, covering my mouth, knowing this wasn't right.

Dad quickly looks over to me. "Hey, don't worry, Kid. I'll be fine. Get some rest, we have a long ride and your gonna need your strength." I was about to object but he quickly put his hand over my mouth. "Scout, listen to me, damn it. Do what I said."

I knew he was serious when he called by my name and swore at me. Sure I heard him use many other colorful words and all but they were never toward me. He gets up and walks toward the back of the train, leaving me with an empty seat next to me. I get up and sit next to Mariko instead. She look surprised to see me there but accepts it.

It was silent between us. She was listening to her music while I was lost in my thoughts. I realized I had to call home. They knew I called at the end of every week and I was four days over my limit. I knew they were most likely freaking out and I was gonna get hell for it when I did call so I decided to get out my phone.

It seemed like everyone on the train was in their own world so I thought it would be ok just to talk there. I dialed the number and waited for someone to pick up. Somebody picked up at the first ring. The moment they answered, I heard their voice sounding desperate and demanding. I knew I was in for it…big time.

"Hello?"

"Scott? Hey, it's me. How are ya guy's doin?"

I hear him sigh on the other line but then I heard him nearly growl on the phone. "God damn it Angle! You nearly gave everyone a heart attack! If we didn't get a call from you in another day, we would've gone out to find ya! What the hell is the matter with ya, huh?!"

I flinch at his harsh voice and words but tried to keep my voice calm. "I'm sorry. I just got caught up in everything that has happened over the past few days. Just…something have been really complicated and hard, ok?"

"…Where are you?"

His voice sounded soft, as if he knew I was scared of the adventure I'm in for. I knew he wouldn't like my answer but I had to give it to him otherwise, it would just end badly. "…Japan…"

"Japan!? What are you doing there? Did you find Logan at least?"

"Yeah, I found him about two or three days ago. We just ran into some people that wanted to see him and I came with. I might be back around another month or so but other than that, I'm ok."

"Take care of yourself and stay strong, alright? I don't wanna find out you got yourself injured or killed before you can come back."

"…Yeah, funny thing about that whole 'injured' part. We got attacked earlier today and I might've gotten shot…twice. Once in the leg and another in the shoulder. I'm waiting until we find someplace where we'll be safe so then I can take care of it."

"You got shot!? Damn it Scout! You know you can be in serious trouble with a bullet wound? None the less two bullet wounds?!"

"Scott, I'll be alright. Please, just—"

My phone gets ripped away from my hand and smashes into pieces on the ground. I look up and see my dad. Mariko and I both jump from fear, my hair turning white. "We gotta get outta here. Let's go!" He leads us out of the train station and we come up to find ourselves in another part of a different town.

We keep walking until dad makes us stop, spending the night at a hotel. I follow him in but Mariko hesitates. We walk in but before dad could ask for a room, Mariko speaks up. "This is a love hotel."

"A what?"

"A love hotel. For couples…you understand."

Dad tried to reason with the owner, saying we need two rooms but she wouldn't have it. Mariko tried to get her to understand and when they start going upstairs, I follow them. I hear the owner start yelling and Mariko looks at me with a sad expression. "She says there are no children aloud. She says you cannot be here. If you want to stay here then you will have to stay outside."

Before I could object, dad leans down and whispers in my ear. "Go outside and wait for us. I saw a ladder on the building before we came in. You can climb up and get to our room. Wait for me to call ya."

I step away with a small nod. I walk outside and lean against the wall. It starts raining and I throw me arms up in the air, pissed. I'm gonna give hell to Storm for this even if it's not her fault. I see some Japanese boys walking past me, saying things I didn't understand, laughing and pointing at me. When they saw my eyes turn red, they ran off, down the street, yelling.

I hear my name being called and I start climbing. It was a long way up and dad was waiting on the edge for me. I felt myself start to lose my grip on the bars but I try my best not to give in. As I got closer, dad saw me struggling. He told me to stay on a platform and wait for him. He started coming down and he threw me on his back, making sure I didn't fall.

The pain in my shoulder was excoriating now, especially having to climb a ladder that's a freaking mile long. We got up to the room and closed the window and door. Dad threw me on the bed with a smile on his face. I smiled too, remembering he would always do that when mom was alive and we had our house in the mountains.

He walked back to the window and started checking out the area. Mariko stares at him, untrustingly. "Where do you plan on sleeping?"

He looks back at her but looking at me for a second, knowing I knew the answer to that. "I don't."