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After finishing his meal Samuel got up disposed of the left overs and left the shopping area after passing many people without taking much interest in any of them. He had some business with someone in an other part of town. Samuel wanted to get there promptly. It had taken three weeks to convince the person he was going to see to meet in person and so Samuel was going to try to make the most of the opportunity.

A lone man is seen limping down the street, his right arm hanging limply dripping with blood, the man has a almost psychotic smile on his face as he continues forward, walking up next the SUV parked by Troma’s house the man turned looking into the window, then without warning the man grabs a hold the driver side door and rips it off effortlessly, reaching into the car with his previously limp arm the man grasps hold the throat of the man in the driver seat, griping down with such crushing force blood splattered onto the inside of the windshield, the secant man made an attempt to grasp his fire arm thou the gun got stuck in its leather holster, by time he freed it it was to late…

With the two men in the SUV dead the man now drenched in blood started to approach Troma’s house, smashing through the front door as thou it wasn’t there the man entered the house, little did Troma know, the man was one of the very people that rescued him several years back.

Drool dripped down the chin of the man as he approached Troma, the man walked with his back slightly hunched, his left arm swinging limply back and forth like pendulum, once within arms length the man swung his left arm using it much as a club aiming for Troma’s upper body.

The suited man closely fallowed Kira, thou he did his best to remain inauspicious, thou only a few minutes later he placed his hand to his ear as he received new instructions. Closing the gap between himself and Kira the man grasped a hold Kira’s shoulder once she was within arms length, “come with me…” the man said plainly, thou concealed in his free hand he held a taser just incase she tried to resist.

The figure started to laugh uncontrollably, thou the laugh was almost unnatural, more than enough to send chills’ down the bravest souls spine, this time lunging forward with his right arm the figure attempted to grasp hold Troma’s throat.

"And don't come back!" The man yelled as he slammed the door in Samuel's face.

"I was only answering your questions that had grown quite irrelevant," Samuel said just load enough to be heard if the other side of the door was quiet. He then walked away. "Well there goes that chance," he mumbled to himself, "Now where to look next." He continued to walk along the sidewalk deciding if he wanted to try somewhere else now or just return home.

Kira spun around to see who had grabbed her.
"Hey what is this all about?!"
Noticeing that the man's eyes were covered with dark sunglasses and in a black suit she didn't like him right away.
"Who do you think you are?!!"
All of the sudden the scars around Kira's ankles began to throb and burn. It hurt so bad that she stumbbled and fell the the ground the the mans feet. Her head was spinning and her stomach started to churn. Angel was barking loudly as if telling her to get up.

Picking up the girl the suited man carried her to the side of the street, as if it had just been whetting a black SUV pulled up, the back passenger door opening from inside, another suited man took the girl and pulled her into the SUV, letting the dog jump into the car as well the man on the outside of the car closed the door, without a word being said the SUV speed off.

The three men showed no emotion, only a perfect reflection could be seen from there dark sunglasses, “come with us!” the man said a bit more firmly, at the same time the other two men started to approach Troma. Meanwhile two other SUVs pulled up in front of Troma’s house, eight more suited men exited the vehicles and quickly started to surround Troma’s house.

Tramer awoke moaning in pain, forcing himself back onto his feet Tramer wobbly made his way into the kitchen, reaching into the fridge to grab an unlabeled bottle Tramer suddenly froze in horror as he saw his right wrist, a strange pure back metal, or at lest what he assumed was metal, bulged ever so slightly out of his skin right were the strange scars had been, thou what got to him more was that just under the skin he could make out vain like apparatuses sprawling out in all directions from the center mass. As Tramer tried to ponder what in the world was going on his door was suddenly kicked open, four suited men calmly walked in, without hesitation Tramer pulled his 9mm out of its concealed holster that rested under his armpit.

Not one of the men reached for there weapons, they just simply stood in attention.

“what in the hell is going on!” Tramer shouted angrily, his right hand shaking violently making it impossible to maintain his aim.

“come with us…” one of the men suited said simply.

Tramer just let out a slight laugh, lowering his gun Tramer looked at the man who had spoke, “and were would you take me?” Tramer asked, thou before the suited man had a chance to reply Tramer raised his gun and fired, thou in his current state he new his aim would not be true, turning and running Tramer preceded to fire three more rounds at the group of suited men, heading for the window Tramer jumped shattering the thin glass, landing in pile of trash Tramer rolled to his feet, stumbling at first he quickly started into a run.

The four suited men immediately took cover as they were fired upon, not a one finding themselves in the path of Tramer’s rounds. Thou by time they were able to retrieve there weapons Tramer was already out of the building, “he managed to escape…thou he should not make it far, other teams or converging on his location…” one of the men said placing his hand to his ear.