They had made their way safely to the apartment, thankfully avoiding all the law enforcement that had shown up on the scene. He was glad that Maverick had shown up and he was definitely put a little more at ease to have that situation done and over with. Now it was a matter of patching up Azrai and getting down to the bottom of things. He knew that there was more to the girl than Azrai had let on. It seemed that his dear friend was withholding information from all of them and it didn't sit well with him. What was it about Shizu that made everyone want her? He knew that there was something about her, Elias had even mentioned it in the brief conversation that they had when he was first contacted him. When they were inside, he allowed for Maverick to handle all the first aid, knowing that he would have done a poor job. He was never good at patching up his own wounds. He locked the door, before doing a quick surveillance around the area, looking out of the balcony. Even though, so far, they were in the clear, old tendencies kicked up and made sure have the perimeter cleared before anything else.<br/><br/>He stood around, checking things thoroughly while Shizu remained quiet as she sat on the couch. It took a while for Maverick to reappear but when he did, Ivan winced at the look that he was given. Not to mention the slight rise of his tone made matters worse. Ivan knew it was best not to start an argument with the male. Turning away from the balcony, he rubbed his face, trying to figure out where to start. "Why Azrai took this mission beats the hell out of me, you know how he is. Once he makes up his mind, he won't go back on the decision," Ivan said in a low tone. He crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the wall. "Elias and I told Azrai to forget about the mission, we both knew it was too sketchy. There wasn't a name or anything of that kind of information on the mission file. All that the file had was a location and a picture of the girl." He cleared his throat, realizing that he was being rather rude to Shizu, acting like she wasn't around. "I mean a picture of Shizu."<br/><br/>He was relieved that Azrai wasn't injured too badly, though he was sure that a visit to a doctor would probably be better for the male in the long run. He noticed how Shizu seemed to relax more, though she still seemed tense. "We argued for hours about the mission with Azrai but the stubborn bastard ignored us. He went off on his own accord to request the girl...Shizu. I was overall uneasy about this mission, so I followed him to Japan. He has been...uncharacteristically sloppy throughout the entire mission. I don't know what's going on in that head of his." Ivan's lips formed a thin line and his brow furrowed while trying to think of explanations for Azrai's actions but he came up at a dead end. Normally he was able to connect the pieces to his friend's mad mind, but this time he couldn't. "Perhaps Shizu knows something about this," he suggested his eyes landing on her.<br/><br/>She had sat there silently the entire time, just waiting to hear the news on Azrai. She had felt a flood of relief was over her when Maverick said he would be alright. If he had killed himself trying to protect her, she would have been devastated. She wasn't worth it. She flinched when Ivan spoke about her, knowing that he probably didn't trust her. That he was a bit wary of her. She could understand that, especially since she had put his friend through all sorts of hell. Fiddling with her fingers, she bit down on her lower lip. Ivan knew something was up and instead of playing the fool, she knew that she had to tell them. It would help them out greatly. Besides, she wasn't even sure if Azrai was planning on telling them. She wasn't supposed to have stayed around for so long anyways. Letting out a deep breath, she stood up looking at the two men.<br/><br/>"I have a confession I must tell the both of you," she said gently. "I am not...what you think that I am. I am not normal." Her eyebrows furrowed as she spoke, it was painful to have to expose her secret for she feared that they would no longer trust her. "I am a pureblood Oni. I need blood to survive and I was hated for that. My mother died a long time ago, my stepfather not knowing of our true nature. For twenty-one years, I have lived in my village isolated and feared for what I am. I always thought that I would die in that village. I never thought that I would be saved. I was being held and abused in that village," she spat out darkly. "But...then Azrai came to my rescue, I thought it was a dream. He knew not of my true nature until my stepfather's men came after us. My stepfather is consumed by power and greed, as Daimyo, he was feared for having a bloodthirsty Oni for a daughter. It is only natural that he would panic and hunt for me once Azrai came." She brushed her hair away from her eyes.<br/><br/>"I understand if either of you despise me for what I am and what I have brought upon your friend. I never wanted anything to harm him," she said gently. "I am more than willingly to go back to my village, if it means that I am able to spare you all more injuries and violence. I knew not of the traps that had been laid for Azrai, either. I truly thought that I would be...free," she murmured lowly, knowing that this could be it for her. She had a taste and then she would be sent back. She was no longer needed for their enemies plan, they had lured Azrai out, so what use would she be of now? She was nothing but a burden on all of them now.<br/><br/>Ivan let out a curse as she finished explaining things. It all made sense to him, however there was no way they could send her back, not to mention Azrai would probably cut his balls off. "As much as I...appreciate your offer, we can't send you back. They know your face now and they know that your an acquaintance of Azrai's...you won't be safe on your own." Ivan felt like he needed to have a seat, he hadn't been expecting something like this. They were dealing with something that he never thought possible, an Oni in the fucking flesh before them. Rubbing his face for the umpteenth time today, he was a loss for words. Azrai had gone into a mission that was way too heavy for one man to handle. Looking over at Maverick, he searched for answers. "What are we going to do now? This was...not what I was expecting."<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Elias worked at a blinding speed, leaving no room for errors. He had no time for distractions either, which meant turning off all devices and other objects that would take him away from his task. He had three hours to hand over all the pieces together. He would do it in less time if he didn't meet up with any interference. He kept in mind that he would be able to contact Zachariah and he hoped that he didn't have to unless he was finished or it was absolutely necessary. His eyes darted from monitor to monitor as he gathered all the information he could, the pieces slowly coming together. He could do this, it was the only way he could help out more.<br/><br/>As he destroyed the files and systems of the computers he hacked into, he branched off a signal to see where all off the data had been transmitted to. He let out a curse as ten different locations popped up. He knew there would be a few detours to slow him down, but ten? Growling underneath his breath, he began hacking into the systems two at a time. Whoever was the grand master of this plan was smart, but he wasn't going to make him look like a man with the IQ below the hundreds when he was finished. He bit the inside of his cheek making sure that he wasn't missing anything; there was no time for errors. He would pinpoint the head honcho and destroy everything about their organization.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>With Cain out of the way, things had been very quiet. He enjoyed the silence. It had been a shame to end Cain's life, but he had fucked up. He did not allow fuck-ups in his organization. That was why they had been under the radar for years now. Then along came Cain, who had a very promising future in his establishment. He was intelligent, level-headed, and slightly insane. A little insanity was always fun to work with. Also, Cain had a thirst for vengeance that he hadn't seen in a long time. It was almost admirable at how determined the man had been. However, he had been too hell-bent on his quest for revenge that he succeeded in letting their organization become back on the radar. So, taking the necessary precautions, he got rid of Cain. It was a simple as that, but it was not without consequence. Now they had a hacker, trying to trace them. That simply wouldn't do.<br/><br/>A frown was placed upon his lips, he noticed that this hacker was rather skilled, but he would run out of time soon enough. Each database had been sent to multiple locations, each riddled with virus and codes to unravel. He mused to himself, knowing that things would happen soon. As soon as he had Cain killed, they moved to Plan C. Plan C was less drastic that Cain's Plan B, but it was still effective. He hummed lowly as he stood up from his chair, a smile hanging on his lips. Let them come after his organization; it had been a long time since he had last felt the thrill of a chase.