His face was almost emotionless while he listened to the woman speak. When she took a step towards him with a fake smile plastered on her face he didnâ€™t even flinch. How dare she speak about his boss that way in front of him, he thought to himself, feeling a faint frown tug at the corner of his lips. That man was the only person who ever showed him he had a purpose in this life. He knew what he was and yet he took him under his wing, making far stronger than he could ever imagine. It was a rough life but in the end he truly was willing to die for it no matter what the costs. He would do anything he could to ensure that his bossâ€™s will was carried out and that he got both the pilot and the Oni girlâ€¦ and maybe this woman as well. The Cannibal admired her determination to take the pilot away from him and he silently imagined all the different ways his boss could manipulate that determination and use it against whoever she worked for. He could make her realize just how wrong she was.<br/><br/>However, there was something else that grabbed his attention.<br/><br/>She had said that once his boss had the Oni there would be no use for someone like him anymore. It was almost like she had been reading his thoughts earlier and it was obvious that she was trying to distract him. He sighed heavily as he tried to brush off the brief wave of depression from realization that swept over him when he heard those words. He knew what she was doing and she had almost got him good; perhaps he really had underestimated her. Refusing to allow her to manipulate him, instead of lunging at her he just returned that smile she seemed to like so much and take another drag from his cigarette to keep his nerves in check. That was how manipulation was; it was mixed with both truths and lies in order to get someone to drop their guard just enough so they could go in the kill. Over the years he has lost track of how many times he has done just that with so many of his victims and he had to laugh at himself for almost falling for it now. Or was he really falling for it? If he knew it was true then perhaps he was just faltering slightly after hearing someone confirm it all.<br/><br/>He heard the faint sound of the window of the car being rolled down suddenly, â€œWhatâ€™s taking you so long? The boss is ready to set his plans into action. Quit stalling and tear this bitch apart already or Iâ€™m doing it myself.â€ This was a bit surprising seeing as nobody ever dared to step out of line with him. They all feared him too much to do so. At first the Cannibal just ignored the man and kept focusing on the woman, keeping a relaxed demeanor, but then the man began to step out of the car. â€œFor crying out loudâ€¦â€<br/><br/>â€œWhat part of â€˜stay in the carâ€™ do you fail to comprehend? Iâ€™ll handle this little conversation without your help.â€ There was a chill in his tone that made the man who dared step out back away slightly, however he did not return to the car. Slowly he could feel his stress level rise, and then it became certain that the only thing keeping him from tearing both the woman and this man apart was the cigarette in his hand. Ignoring the man for now he turned his attention back to the woman. He smiled, flashing his canines at her. â€œAs you can see my colleagues are becoming impatient and time is running out. This is your last chance to come claim the pilot or Iâ€™ll just devour him right before your eyes. Iâ€™m starting to get hungry. And who knows, you might prove to be a delightful snack yourself.â€ With his thoughts wavering he did not want to start questioning his own loyalty. He swore that he would get his job done and he would do it. That was really all he ever knew. But then again he was also one of the older experiments, if he was not wanted he would have been killed long ago, that being said he mentally kicked himself for having thoughts of his boss not wanting his services anymore.<br/><br/>That couldnâ€™t be trueâ€¦ it just couldnâ€™t. Yet even if it was, was it sick that he was still willing to sacrifice himself? His boss was looking to change mankind for the greater good! A world where the preternatural would reignâ€¦ where people like him would be looked at as heroes and not freaks. Bio-weapons would rule this world from this day forward and cleanse it of all impurities. The human race would change. Forever.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>There was a tension in the room that was almost stronger than that of the tension in the hallways and it honestly made him uneasy. Deep in the pits of his stomach he knew well that what they were about to hear from Zachariah was not going to be pretty. The look in the manâ€™s eyes as he looked him over told him that much and when it was confirmed he almost wanted to cringe. Since he had come back from Japan that feeling had been ever present, something being very wrong, but he was over cursing himself for taking on this mission in the first place for how was not the time for regret. If he showed regret now that would make him weak as well as allow him to falter and he did not need that on top of already slowing them down with being injured. Such things were not suitable for this kind of environment he knew so he would keep himself calm and professional like he had the other day. His expression changed to match the tense atmosphere though he was already fairly on edge as well as pissed off. But even then he was always remaining professional to the best of his ability and he blocked everything out, focusing on Zachariah and what the man had to tell them the moment he took a seat next to Ivan and Shizu.<br/><br/>Maverick sat next to Azrai, probably still looking to help him out. He could be a little too over-protective of the man sometimes but he only cared.<br/><br/>Azrai didnâ€™t have to think twice to know full well that Zachariah was one of the few people who deserved his respect. Out of everyone in the room, hell, he was probably who he respected the most. After all he had gone through the trouble of tracking down Maverick and having him come rescue him as well as get to the bottom of what the hell was going on around here. He sat straight, attentive look in his eyes, as he listened to what the man had to say.<br/><br/>Zachariah took a much needed deep breath before taking a seat before the group after he dismissed a few people he had in the room with them. This has been extremely stressful and more and more of his men were cut down by these thing by the second, proving that they could not waste any more time. Especially now that he knew who was behind it all. For five long years that man has been elusive and it has cost him dearly that he had not gotten rid of Sanctus Unum sooner. He was prepared for anything by this point and was more than willing to enter the battlefield himself if he had to, if that was what it meant to put an end to Razielâ€™s evil ways. Behind him the monitors displayed various documents and files that Elias had uncovered for him as well as the possible location of Sanctus Unum. In front of him lay a few folders and such filled with what he printed out, things that he felt would be the most important elements for this mission. The room was quiet for the most part while he spoke.<br/><br/>â€œFirst off I would like to apologize to you, Shizu, that you were forced to be dragged into this situation.â€ Zachariah began, leaning forward in his chair ever so slightly as he addressed her. He gave her a warm smile but it quickly faded considering the all seriousness that this situation required. â€œIâ€™m sure that Azrai has already gone over with you that if you truly do want your freedom, youâ€™ll stand and fight for it. These men will stop at nothing until they have their hands on you and use you as their weapon against the world. I know that itâ€™s a sad reality, and trust me it leaves me wounded as well.â€ There was a brief pause before he gestured to the monitors, â€œSanctus Unum they are called and thanks to your friendâ€™s exceptional hacking abilities we were able to track them down using the information from five years ago. The goal of this organization is to â€˜cleanseâ€™ the world using bio-weapons to eliminate anything in their path. It sickens me that they kidnap people and then transform them into horrible abominations.â€<br/><br/>Azrai could not believe what he was hearing, and judging from the look on Maverickâ€™s face neither could he. So this was why Elias had been so silent, he was helping Zachariah uncover all this. The horrible knots in his stomach were becoming tighter and he had to physically place his hands in his lap and hold his stomach so he wouldnâ€™t vomit. Bio-weaponsâ€¦ so that was why the men from the truck were unharmed when they crashed and why bullets barely did anything to them. Surely this was also what Liam meant when he said he had been changed as well, and it was all starting to make sense now. Five years ago he could have sworn that the organization was shut down for good and he was regretting not finishing off what was left of that place before Zachariah had stopped him. Then again if he hadnâ€™t been stopped, he wouldnâ€™t be alive right now. He owed that man his life in so many ways that there was no way he could ever repay him. Just thinking about when he shot the man during his dangerously murderous state of mind was a constant reminder of that.<br/><br/>â€œElias has already discovered their location and is slowly working to destroy their data, and at any moment he is ready to take out their security. My only hope is that weâ€™ve done everything in time, but I feel that God is on our side today and we shall rid the world of Sanctus Unum. However I do have one condition--â€ Suddenly Zachariah was cut off by a signal being sent to him. Noticing that it was the woman he sent to rescue Lucian he frowned, his expression turning hard as a curse threatened to fly out of his mouth that moment. There was no way he could afford to send some reinforcement to her now. His men were getting slaughtered; he only hoped that she could hold out a little longer. The other side of him wanted to send someone, knowing that failure was not an option and they needed the pilot. After all he has done for him, for his friends, he did not want to give Elias bad news about his friend. As much as it pained him, he ignored the signal for now, placing faith that the woman would get her job done. â€œI have one condition,â€ he repeated, â€œthe leader, Raziel, I want him brought back to me alive. Iâ€™ll deal with him personallyâ€¦â€<br/><br/>It was Maverickâ€™s turn to be completely uneasy. The moment he had gotten word that Azrai was in trouble he pretty much dropped everything and took literally a last minute flight out of Arkansas and hauled ass to Jerusalem. Zachariah always sends him on odd missions, but this was completely unexpected, and bio-weapons were scary as hell. However, what really frightened him was the fact that he wanted to deal with the leader himself. Usually they were just told to take the leader out without mercy and this made him uneasy. Whatever it was he was sure the man had his reasons, but Maverick knew this was not going to be an easy task. Everyone seemed to know that, understanding the situation, but he was a bit worried that Azrai would rip the head off the next person who touched him or called his name, the look on his face. For a moment he also questioned if he was ready to throw his life awayâ€¦ but looking at the information displayed he knew the answer.<br/><br/>There was about to be a fucking war. And for one, dammit, if Azrai was willing to put his life on the line then so would he.