With a really cold barrel in the back of his neck even the most dangerous man would of stood quiet and vigilant of whatever move the owner of that cold barren might do, Michael was in danger and he new it.

"Turn around and do not do any sudden moves" The man with the what seemed a

Barretta .50 cal in a position of being ready to shoot on sight.

Michael obeyed since it was the only movement he could do, he only brought the radio, binoculars, and a mag which he did not feel anymore on his back holster, this man removed it without Michael even feeling he did, flabbergasted he was and being aware he did not have any options, he turned around.

First thing on sight as he slowly, but surely was moving, the tattoos on both hands of which were in both the grip and the handle of the rifle. Exes, they were both exes placed on right of both palms of which this person was, then he turned around complete to then remember, he knew this person, it was the waiter from the Olivia's Serenity.

Both of them stared at each other in confusion, "I know you?!" Both said in unison, the standing man removed the barrel from Michael's face and smiled, "Oh I must apologize to you, I thought you were one of them that was guarding around and acting as security, or well, being an idiot and looking at the wrong direction of the around the house, and I apologize too for taking your gun, I did not see your face from the back, gotta be cautious" the man said.

Michael stood up while cleaning himself off of the dirt, then quickly grabbed the radio and told them he was ok, "you sure? It was cut for a second" Piers said, "It's fine I just found a small anomaly…talk to you all in a second" Michael exclaimed.

"Name's Iron Yillimas, What is yours? Sorry I do not remember it". Michael finishes cleaning his clothing, "Michael Briggs, you have a really weird name don't you?" Iron chuckles "Yeah that's what everyone tells me, now" he sits down, moving his rifle to the side in the glass, "Want to come sit besides me so I can tell you my story and the reason I am here?" Iron said calm.

"Uh sure but isn't this a terrible place for chit-chat?" Michael asked worriedly "it is not chit-chat if it is the reason to meet a new friend… or a helper on whatever you guys are planning" Iron said, Michael knew he had a point, an unknown equation on the plan they had from the beginning arrived and it came to help? Maybe it was luck, destiny, or something worse.

Before sitting down Michael starts to check his surroundings, "Relax here is a good position for hiding in, I have been staying her for a year or so, impossible to be seen from this point of view and the time, at 8pm exact they all gather around the main table to eat together, Vesta the chairman does not let anyone get away from outside the house, he always shows expressions of it being very religious for him, or at least that's what I always see from this point of view in which I always am".

Startled Michael was he then asked to himself why would this guy be in such a dangerous place in such a dangerous position for a whole year, he then asked what he thought was the sane question "Why?".

Iron proceeded to explain why, he was an old friend of the man who arrived to he city and changed it all, the day that man died he knew that this was not right, that man seemed so healthy, it was impossible for him to believe, so he investigated the new habitants of Cytro, which arrived right after his death, he got them so sure they were the main subjects, so one by one he has been tracking and following each one of them without them noticing thanks to his old military training.

"So the root of the problem is vengeance?" Michael said with lines forming between the eyebrows, "if you put it that way… then yeah, vengeance for an old friend" Iron answered.

"But there is also another reason why I have been here for so long, I have been really observant on what they are or what they do, if you are already here you most likely know, this people are not normal, why are they here, how did they arrive here? Some of these questions I have been looking everywhere around for clues... while also working on the restaurant" Iron chuckles.

Both stopped talking and just stared at the house, Michael still being skeptical from now the fact that Iron never asked as to why himself was there. He continued on his mission.

He proceeded to tell the crew on the radio about the whole place position and possibilities of entering and exit, Iron was right besides him but he still seemed to not care about it, Michael stood up and got ready to go, "Well do you want to come with us and tell your boss's friend Piers about this?" He continued walking back to the Van which contained the crew, he expected for Iron to either tell him sure or that he will stay there for a little bit more.

But expect the unexpected, Michael stood still as the sound of a gun having the safety off alarmed his ears, "You never told me the reason why all of you are here, maybe you guys are from inside there too and you just came over here to ask about the reason I have been here for a long… time" Iron spoke more slowly "Put your hands in the air, and tell me, why are you here?" Iron asked, Michael breathing accelerated in which you could even see the cold breath coming out of his mouth, he puts his hands up and just when he himself was about to explain, lights came out.

Both surrounded by blinding light, both raised their arms to cover their eyes, sudden throws were heard and instantly both fell to the ground by what seemed hand suppressors from metal coiled with the hard grab mechanism shot on both of their backs, unable to move and being desperate both tried to see the around of the place, but they were too blinded to see what was going on. Then, the blinding lights got shot down.

Shadow figures appeared around the trees, twenty men with armour appeared around them, including one tall and pale, Asclepius.

Asclepius smiled, was it either for his success or for his proud feeling of being the one that captured two pestilences, he walked closer to them with a weird twisted movement almost like a snake zigzagging to its prey, "Seems like we grabbed both, a double goozer!, lurking around the mansion was not very smart, even if the owner is… not very clever".

"Tie them to the trees!" Asclepius said out loud to his men which then with some ropes placed them around the trees and hanged both Iron and Michael, but from the legs, blood was starting to drop to their heads.

"Who the fuck are you?" Iron asked with squinted eye, "Me? I am just a man going around some forest looking for a pray to hunt, thanks to technology such as this one" he then proceeds to grab some sort of mine looking thing with two coils and what seemed an antenna for a radio, "This, right here is what I call a radio spectrum, and this gadget reveals well, the spectrum leftovers of beings around places, want to see it working?" He then switches a button which actives a purple light that slowly starts to ascend and descend it showed the full skeletons of the soldiers but with light shadow of purple right at the place in which both Michael and Iron were situated.

"We just saw the trail and followed, a small hint and look at that!, someone was stalking around, now you must never leave no trails around boy, or else someone like us will come just around it, looking for the dots or reasoning as to why Hades is here, other things were going to happen around, so we just stayed here with this magnificent thing, and look at that! Bingo".

Iron being aggressive tried to spit right on Asclepius face, but failed and it went right on Asclepius's shoe, "Now now no need for being aggressive, also you my friend, the one not dog-ish, you should of went here alone, look!" He points at what it seems a small light line following a trail around the trees, "You just pinpointed your friends locations!, finally the magnificent reveal of who you crapheads are is going to be revealed by me, not Vesta nor Apollo, but me.