Chapter I-I

An older Japanese man is quickly pushing a long, round metal casket down a filthy pavement floor. Next to him was the soft glow of the ocean. He is wearing a white blood stained lab coat and a pair of black slacks. He quickly looks behind himself when he hears police sirens whine off in the distance. He takes in a deep breath and returns to pushing the metal casket. The police sirens echo through the cold night, coming closer and closer. He looks up and sees a large black military helicopter with a man wearing suit holding an automatic rifle. The man in the suit spots the older Japanese man and whistles. Three more suited men jump out the plane and rush towards the older Japanese man. They reach him and help him push the large metal casket towards the plane. The three men lift up the metal casket and place it into the plane. The man with the automatic rifle looks at the older Japanese man.

“What took you so long Mr. Tsukashima? You’re running a bit late. By the sound of it, it seems like you got in a bit of trouble.” He says, nodding his head behind Tsukashima, towards the police sirens.

“Someone informed them about me. I had to hide for a bit. Sorry about that.”

“Weren’t you supposed to have a partner with you? Where the hell is he at?”

Tsukashima sighs and points to the blood stains on his lab coat. “He didn’t make it. The cargo killed him before he was able to detain it.”

The man nods and motions towards the helicopter with gun. “Get on the helicopter Mr. Tsukashima, Issac is waiting for you to arrive. Tech City should be a twenty minute flight from here.”

Tsukashima nods and rushes aboard the helicopter. Everybody’s heads shoots up when the sound of ear deafening police sirens blare and the sound of car tires breaking on pavement suddenly break the almost quiet night.  Japanese policemen jump out of their squad cars and aim their guns at the people in the helicopter.

“S**t, I thought they were farther away. They must have been sending squad cars whose sirens weren’t blaring to sneak up on us.  Hurry up and take off!” the man with the automatic rifle shouts out.  

The Japanese police open fires at the helicopter as it takes off. Their bullets just bounce of the black shell of the helicopter. The helicopter takes off and quickly flies about the policemen and flies across the ocean.

“That was a close one Mr. Tsukashima. Luckily this is a bullet proof vessel. One of the most expensive attack helicopters made in the U.S. Fast as hell and has enough fire power to destroy an entire city. She is a beauty.” The man with the automatic rifle says smiling.

“Seems like a waste of money to me to pick me up in such a expensive thing. I will never get you Americans.”

“You and your cargo are well worth it. The future of mankind and warfare depends on you and that thing. Also, this is a very illegal thing that we are doing. We all can be punished to death for this s**t. Breaking the Human Species Law.  Not even the President knows what’s happening.”

“That doesn’t seem too good. I would hate to know that the government is pulling some shady s**t for warfare. But, I am grateful for having some work to do.”

“Just don’t leak anything to the public; I’d hate to see you getting killed for helping saves lives. Also, if anyone finds out about this, you have permission to kill them. There have already been many people silenced, around thirty or so.”

“That’s comforting to hear, don’t worry about me, I will keep my lips sealed.”

The man talking to Tsukashima stands up and walks over to the pilot and chats with him. Tsukashima stares outside the helicopter and looks upon the dark ocean and the bright city lights that are getting brighter and brighter as they fly closer to them. Tsukashima sighs and closes his eyes.

‘Promise me that you will take care of our daughter Senji. She will be the only thing you will have left when I’m gone. Promise me that you will love her as you loved me.’ A female voice echoes in Senji’s mind.

Senji grits his teeth and a tear rolls down his face. ‘I will do everything in my power to do that Karin.’