To say that he was furious was the understatement of the century.<br/><br/>From the start things had not gone as smoothly as planned. After two months of searching they had finally found the girl, only to discover that she had been captured by another group. He had spoken with a man who went by Dean, an interesting character to say the least, and managed to strike a deal with him. Dean would give the girl to him for a hefty price, which he had finally gotten the money to pay, and keep her in a place where she was bound to never be found by Zachariah or anyone else. He had been pleased with the updates he had been hearing as well. The people who had her had no idea that she was part of something greater, and as told kept her sedated so she could not run away. As long as they kept her alive he didnâ€™t care what they were doing to her.<br/><br/>When he first arrived in Toronto two days ago, he was pleased that he would be receiving his prize so soon. He was always a very busy man with little time for free time so his window was always so small. This was the only time he could come to Canada, pick her up, and take her back to Israel with him. Then, once he had her, he would contact Azrai, taunt him a little to get him worked up, and then capture him and torment him by fucking the life out of the woman right before his eyes. He would fuck her, and then dismember her, before he moves on to castrate Azrai. The bastard deserved it for what he had put his sister, Cassandra, through a few years ago. He would never forgive him for her death, even if the man had apologized and seemed nearly destroyed because of happened.<br/><br/>Thinking back to that day his dear sister had gotten into this mess was ironic. The reason he had decided to live his life like this was mostly for revenge, but there was something satisfying about this lifestyle that had made him almost addicted. He had something to fight for; his dream was that he could someday avenge his sisterâ€™s death by killing Azrai. He had wanted the man to kill him the day he had confronted him but for whatever reason he had decided to spare him. It pissed him off every time he thought about it. When he and Azrai meet again he was going to make the man regret not killing him. He knew what the man was capable of, he knew that the organization he belonged to, the organization run by Zachariah, had taken down Sanctus Unum. To be honest that terrified him considering Sanctus Unum had been a powerful organization.<br/><br/>But he was not going to give up. He had learned to be a very successful con artist and always got what he wanted when he wanted. Now, he was going to have the Oni woman in his hands, the first piece to everythingâ€¦<br/><br/>Or so he thought.<br/><br/>Right now, there was no word to accurately describe just how angry he was. A few hours ago, he had gotten the call that something had happened and that the girl, along with a few more of their little prizes Dean had promised him. His heart pounded in his chest, breathing deep, his grip was white knuckled on the steering wheel while he headed towards Deanâ€™s location. If someone were to look into his car while he was at the red light, the look on his face made people avoid him and steam was probably coming out of his nose, like a bull, whenever he exhaled. When the light changed, he turned onto a back road speeding like a bat out of hell. It was probably questionable whether or not he was going the speed limit. He was driving like a madman, as if the rules of the road did not apply to him, just to reach his location.<br/><br/>Once he reached the mansion near North Bay where Dean lived, he didnâ€™t even bother knocking. There was a maid, or secretary, or sex toy, whatever Dean used her for, standing there looking terrified. â€œWhere is Dean?â€ He growled, practically shoving his gun in her face.<br/><br/>â€œBusy.â€<br/><br/>â€œThat doesnâ€™t answer my question. I want to know where he is, not whether or not heâ€™s available.â€<br/><br/>â€œE-either way, h-heâ€™s busyâ€¦ you canâ€™t go see him right now.â€<br/><br/>He pulled the hammer back, â€œYou have until I count to three. Oneâ€¦â€<br/><br/>â€œUpstairs!â€ Her voice was high pitched and she threw a gesture towards the upstairs. The look on her face was pleading him to leave her alone. â€œHeâ€™s in his room.â€<br/><br/>â€œThank you very much. Iâ€™ll only be a few minutes.â€ With a pleasant smile, he shot the woman twice to make sure she was dead and then stormed up the stairs to where Deanâ€™s room was said to be. This was the first time he has actually been to this mansion but he had seen the fat fuck a few times before. He detested the guy in every sense of the word. Dean was always going on about what good friends they were, when in reality the two barely knew each other. He was oblivious to the fact that he was simply using him and now that he no longer would have the girl he no longer had a use for him.<br/><br/>It was not hard to find which room was his. There was so much noise, loud music being one of those noises, coming from the room that it was kind of hard to miss. Dean was a pig. Fat, lazy, and shoved his cock into anything that had a vagina. Every time he spoke to the guy, the constant innuendos and outright crass remarks about pretty much anything really got under his skin. It was part of the reason he really had not wanted to come hunt this asshole down today. The only contact he wanted from him was to hand him the money and the girl in exchange. But evidently that was not going to happen today, because the men he has working for him are fucking morons. His blood boiled just thinking about it. While he stood there before Deanâ€™s bedroom door he already had a few choice words for him.<br/><br/>Taking in a deep breath, he kicked down the door and aimed his gun at the man, who was, not surprisingly, under the covers with a woman. The woman let out a shriek of terror while Dean just looked at him wide-eyed while he sat up and pulled the covers over his naked form. He seemed to be coming back down from wherever he had been moments ago. â€œWhat the fuck!? H-hey! Didnâ€™t you see the â€˜do not disturbâ€™ sign? You canâ€™t just barge in while Iâ€™m in the middle of something important!â€ The large man growled. When he noticed who it was that had interrupted him, he shrank back a little, â€œLevi? Hey, what are you doing here? I thought you werenâ€™t coming to Canada until next week?â€ A nervous laugh left Dean, he was trembling. He looked to the woman, â€œHey, uh, could you give us a moment, sweet cheeks? Turn the music off, too.â€<br/><br/>The woman rolled her eyes and let out a sound of disgust, or maybe it was a sound of relief, he really couldnâ€™t decide which, and then gathered her clothes. She took her dear time putting her underwear back on before she left. He had been tempted to throw her out, if she would have taken any longer than she had. At least she had turned off that god-awful music.<br/><br/>Once they were alone Levi wasted no time marching over to Dean, leaping onto the bed, and grabbing him by that double chin of his. His gun was aimed somewhere a little lower. â€œDonâ€™t play coy with me. You know exactly why Iâ€™m here.â€<br/><br/>â€œNow, now, thereâ€™s not need to be violent. Youâ€™re here for the girl, right? Iâ€™ll just get one of my boys-â€<br/><br/>â€œOne of the men I had keeping a look-out over your little business as it were just informed me that the girl has escaped. Everyone in the facility is dead.â€<br/><br/>Deanâ€™s face became livid. â€œWhat? When did this happen?â€<br/><br/>â€œAn hour ago.â€<br/><br/>â€œSo? Iâ€™ll have some of my men look for her. She couldnâ€™t have gotten far.â€<br/><br/>â€œDonâ€™t worry Iâ€™ll be looking for her. On my own this time. This was important to meâ€¦ and you fucked up. I told you I wanted her to be kept sedated until I was able to come get her.â€<br/><br/>â€œShe was.â€ Dean responded curtly.<br/><br/>Levi tightened his grasp around Deanâ€™s neck. â€œWell obviously it had not been done well enough.â€<br/><br/>â€œLook, Levi, my friendâ€¦ We can still work this out.â€<br/><br/>â€œFamous last words.â€ Levi snarled, and then proceeded to fire off a round. Dean howled in pain but was quickly silenced by Leviâ€™s hand clasping over his mouth. The large man, cringing, just stared at him. â€œNow.â€ Levi leaned in closer to Dean. â€œI do have one last thing to say before I take my leave.â€ There was a pause, leaving the large man wondering what was going to be said next. â€œYou have and always will, disgust me. I was going to keep you alive, you know. Losing your manhood, now, that was something that could potentially save a few lives. But youâ€™re a failure, and a waste of space, and I have a very strong dislike for people who fit that bill. I should have known better than to trust a pig like you to be even remotely competent.â€ With that he swiftly pressed the gun to Deanâ€™s head and pulled the trigger.<br/><br/>He pushed the body back onto the bed and exited the room. The woman was still standing outside. They exchanged glanced for a moment, then her face suddenly went ashen as if she knew what had just happened. Levi aimed his gun at her, she tried to run. But she was struck down.<br/><br/>It would take some time for whoever else was in the mansion to figure out what had happened, much to his relief. He walked out of the mansion with relative ease. He was sure that Dean would not be missed but was pissed that finding the girl would not be an easy task. That fat fuck had been wanted man anyway so in a way he was doing the world a favor by killing him. He walked back to his car in a little bit of a better mood knowing there was one less idiot in the world.<br/><br/>A phone call was made to the man who was supposed to watch over the girl. He was please when he was informed the girl was still at the facility. She was probably frightened and unsure of where to go and if he acted now he might be able to use that to his advantage. She would not be expecting someone to scoop her up and take her further away, it was the perfect opportunity to swoop in and claim his prize. Then he would go after Azrai. But as tempting as it had been to head to North Bay he decided he needed some time to come up with a plan. As it turns out, Azrai was in the area as well, most likely looking for the girl. Yet another thing that fat piece of shit fucked up. On the other hand, just like with any kidnapping eventually someone would open their mouth and say something.<br/><br/>His mood was slowly becoming sourer, thinking about everything that needed to be done. This was going to be a long week and he only had so much time before he lost his chance completely.<br/><br/>Sighing heavily he pursed his lips together, shook his head, and made a sharp turn heading for North Bay. If he hurried, he could still reach his destination. He needed to get the girl before anyone else.<br/><br/>------------------------------<br/><br/>Ever since they arrived in Canada he had been extremely on edge. Right now he was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling, adrenaline coursing through his veins, ready to jump up whenever given the word. He was so full of energy right now that his entire body was shaking a little, which was very much unlike him. In fact he had been in a bad mood ever since he was notified that Shizu was in trouble. He should have expected something like this to happen, nothing ever went as smoothly as they would have liked. He had wanted her to live her life in peace, which was why he doesnâ€™t bring her up or insinuate that he still thinks about her from time to time, he wanted her to be happy. It looks like God or, if not God, someone else does not want that.<br/><br/>For the past few months everything had seemed to go back to normal. His injuries had healed up nicely and stopped bothering him after about a month. Even though he still was forced to take it easy he didnâ€™t completely lose his mind with not having a lot to do. There were a few missions he had been allowed to go on, but what he was allowed to do was limited. He was only allowed to do missions that did not involve a lot of field work and wasnâ€™t allowed out of the country. Ivan had been there to monitor him in case the Oni blood had changed him dramatically, of course, but luckily it had not changed him too much. The only thing he had experienced was he was a little more irritable and he discovered that had quicker reflexes. He was able to run a lot faster now, and he was a lot stronger physically.<br/><br/>Mentally he was still struggling a little. Unfortunately he did not take up a hobby, and would often drink to pass time, as he had predicted. Sometimes he had trouble meditating or his temper did get the best of him and he would snap a little at someone. Thankfully his little outbursts were not as dramatic as they had been the day he attacked that man for calling Shizu a monster. He didnâ€™t turn into an Oniâ€¦ As far as he knew he was still very much human, and was really hoping that something like him becoming an Oni would not happen later on down the line. Thankfully he had no literal craving for blood either. It was just in the violent sense that he did. The thought of drinking blood from a human being or animal made him want to vomit anyway. Nonetheless he still had a long way to go before he was his normal self again.<br/><br/>He had been so deep in thought that he jumped at the knock at the door. As soon as Ivan told him what was going on he gave a nod and said â€œThen we will not waste any time,â€ before he went and gathered his things. His arsenal today was his trusty Desert Eagle; he had even brought some extra clips with him as a precaution. Hopefully the extra clips wouldnâ€™t be needed but he was not going to take any chances. After what happened while getting Shizu out of Japan he had stepped up his game significantly. He was a skilled hitman before, now, with the Oni blood in his veins, he truly was a force to be reckoned with. These people had messed with the wrong organization. Whoever had taken Shizu needed to be informed just how fucked they were, assuming they had no idea what they were up against. They should have known better than to piss him off.<br/><br/>He never asked about Shizu because he wanted to believe that she was living her life the way she should be. Even when he and Ivan had their conversation, he kept to himself and didnâ€™t ask any questions about where she was living or how she was doing. Part of him still cared about her, but he also wanted to sever his attachment to her. He wanted to believe that he would see her again but at the same time he didnâ€™t want to get his hopes up. She needed to live a life where she was free to make her own decisions. That being said, he stuck by her making the choice whether or not she wanted to contact him despite the kind of life he lived. Hearing that she had been kidnapped really set him off. It took a hell of a lot to get him truly angry, but thatâ€¦ that had caused him to blow up not only at Ivan but Elias as well. He knew Elias was sensitive so he tried to not get upset with him.<br/><br/>That was probably when he could no longer hide the fact that he still cared about Shizu. Those two were supposed to keep an eye on her. He almost felt betrayed; he couldnâ€™t believe they had allowed this shit to happen. He didnâ€™t go through all of what he did to get her out of Japan only to have her captured and be denied her freedom. Whoever found her, he didnâ€™t care if they hurt her or not, he was going to filet them. Perhaps Ivan had known all along that he still cared about her and wanted to see her again and that was why he had asked if he could some along for this mission. Zachariah had been a little skeptical but at the same time he did what was necessary. Despite not wanting to allow Azrai to go at first, he knew that he would be needed to find Shizu.<br/><br/>When they exited the hotel they swiftly made their way to the car they had rented. He shivered as the cold air hit him like a ton of bricks. There was snow on the ground which was the main reason he had not wanted to come to Canada. He hated winter so much, no matter what he did the cold seemed to eat right through his clothes and bite down on his skin, he was wearing the heaviest jacket that he had just to keep warm.. They have all seen how he drives especially when heâ€™s as pissed off as he is now; he drove like a maniac and had a bit of road rage otherwise. He was not necessarily a bad driver, in fact he was usually pretty safe.  Ivan was just the better choice in this situation since he tended to be smoother, not to mention this was more his area of expertise.<br/><br/>During the first half of the drive he had been quiet. As always, there was a lot on his mind and he was trying to figure out how he was going to get it all off his chest. â€œWe have already been over this more than enough times so I will not repeat myself,â€ he began slowly, looking over to Ivan. He didnâ€™t need to say how worried he was, it was still all over his face. Hell, he would not be at ease until he knew Shizu was safe. Despite how worked up he was he did his best to keep his composure. The last thing they needed was for him to say or do something utterly stupid. He wanted to prove that he was capable of doing field work in his own way, even if he didnâ€™t voice it. â€œIâ€¦ I only want to say that I hope we do not have to do this again. I will give Shizu her space, I assure you, but I want to be involved in keeping her safe.â€<br/><br/>Of course he always chose some of the oddest times to get whatever he had in mind off his chest. It was annoying to some, but Ivan always put up with it. This sort of thing had been brought up a lot in conversation, and, even if this was the first time he mentioned being involved, he was sure that Ivan had seen this coming a mile away, but he felt he needed to get it out. He was probably going to regret revealing how attached he was to her still but he didnâ€™t care. He was hoping and praying to God that Shizu was safe.<br/><br/>What if something happened to her? Would her fighting for her freedom just be in vain? He did not want to think about her being thrown back into somewhere where she was just used and abused. She had gone through too much to have that happen to her again, and he was going to do his best to make sure that it never happened again. If he had to tear Canada apart just to find her, he would. He would do anything to make sure she kept her freedom. He would do anything to make sure that nobody found her, or used her for their selfish motives. Hell, if they found out she was an Oni he knew that she would have people hunting her from all over the world. He knew that was the last thing she wanted, he knew from their conversation, when she had first revealed to him what she was, that she just wanted to live a life where she didnâ€™t have to worry about her Oni side.<br/><br/>Reaching their location, he immediately looked around the area. It was the typical quiet setting, he never did like them, and he felt a little uneasy. â€œI do not like the look of this. Let us hope that she is still here.â€ He clenched his jaw and got out of the car slowly. The grip he had on his gun was enough to make someone wonder if he was going to smash it in his hand. The best thing they could do was approach the building cautiously. He placed his gun in front of his, both hands on it, his posture wary. The moment he took a step forward to head into the building, he saw someone slip inside. â€œSon of a bitchâ€¦â€ he groaned. Of all the things that could have happened, someone had to be around. He was sure that whoever it was, they were not sent by Elias.<br/><br/>Without another word, he darted for the building, after the figure. He had to get to Shizu.<br/><br/>------------------------------<br/><br/>Levi had made it sooner than he had expected. He had drove as fast as he could, trying not to get in trouble on the way, to get here and now he was pulling into the parking lot to rendezvous with one of his men. His partner was someone who  was from around here and had worked with Dean a few times so he knew this place like the back of his hand. It was handy to have people who actually knew what they were doing. Whenever he chose to work with someone it was either because they were easy to manipulate or they were extremely trustworthy. The latter more than the former, more than likely Heâ€™d be damned if he worked with some lazy, incompetent moron; if they were easy for him to manipulate, surely they would be just as easily fooled by someone else. This man has served him well more than once.<br/><br/>â€œIs she still inside?â€ Levi didnâ€™t want to waste any time.<br/><br/>â€œYeah.â€<br/><br/>â€œGood. Head back to the â€˜hideoutâ€™ as it were. Iâ€™ll take care of things here.â€ He left the man and slowly made his way inside.<br/><br/>There were bodies everywhere, most likely the womanâ€™s doing. He was surprised that she would not have run away from this place. The smell of this place was terrible as well, he wanted to get business over with and get out of there. He nearly gagged when he came across a body that looked like he had his heart ripped from his chest. There were some piss stains on the walls, which he was sure contributed to the smell as well. How the hell could they have this place in such condition? Most of the time, they would run as far away from a â€˜bad placeâ€™ as they could, sometimes they would escape sometimes theyâ€™d get caught again. He hated whenever he had to deal with runners, this time he had gotten lucky. He was so grateful that he was not being sent on a wild goose chase just to get this girl.<br/><br/>He suddenly caught movement in the lounge area.<br/><br/>Levi smirked, well aware that he had found who he had been looking for, â€œHello?â€ He called out in a gentle tone, filled with reassurance. She was probably terrified so he wasnâ€™t going to barge in and snatch her up, he was going to be as friendly as possible lest she decides to kill him as well. After all he really didnâ€™t have plans to hurt her. He just wanted to get to Azrai. â€œI know youâ€™re there,â€ he continued in that same voice, â€œIâ€™m going to get you out of here, alright? Iâ€™ll take you home if you want.â€ He dared to get a little closer to her. When he was close enough he held out his hand to her, smiling a little.<br/><br/>He was about to speak again when he was tackled to the ground and had the barrel of a gun jammed against the back of his head.