The next day Knox had sent his men to discover the ship that had finally reached the docks.

As the men walk on board, their eyes widen.

The whole place was filled with a stench of rotting flesh and gun smoke, what had lied beneath their feet was a graveyard of the people who rode on the ship.

Some were fresh bodies....so someone has been here to investigate, but they died right on the spot.

"How did this happen?" One shaky voice croaked, he sounded like he wanted to run for the hills.

Who could blame him?

"Someone who has done this must've known vital areas of the human body." The capo says.

"Mr. Higgins, are you saying...that they were murdered?"

"The evidence is right here." Higgins said as he stepped over the bodies that were almost unrecognizable. He traveled over to the stairs that had lead to the bottom of the ship.

There was nothing but shattered glass at the bottom of the boat, it had reeked of urine and mildew. Higgins kept walking down the stairs.

"Christ." He muttered once he had reached the bottom of the ship, the tank was shattered, Dr. Fielding laid against the wall, dead.

"Xavier!" Higgins had shouted before rushing to his side, Higgins propped him on his shoulder.

"Fielding! Can you hear me?" Higgins asks as he tapped the man's face. Fielding opens his eyes.

"Wyatt?" Fielding croaks, his voice strangulated.

"What happened? Did you see who attacked you? How many attackers were there?" Higgins demanded. Dr. Fielding struggles to bring only his index finger up.

"One? How is that possible?"

Dr. Fielding points at the phone, the voice message beeping.

"Still...not dead yet." A croaky, but smoky voice slurs.

"That voice! It belonged to a woman! What happened?"

"A-A....A..." Dr. Fielding stammers, but he pauses, his whole body freezing as the last look in his eyes became the look of terror.

Higgins sobs quietly.

"I'll avenge your death brother...I promise will." Higgins reassures him as Dr. Fielding goes limp.

Higgins takes off his necklace that had the holy cross on it and puts it in Fielding's cold dead hands.

--

Ishika stands in the courtroom, her life has been nothing but a sucess, she was forty eight years old with a daughter who's getting married next month.

She had just helped her client get through his trial.

"Well what do you know Stanley, you're off the hook." She chirps.

"You really saved my ass."

"From this point forward, stay out of trouble." Ishika instructed before dusting herself off.

Soon as Ishika made it outside with people taking pictures of her along with her client. Mikey walks behind her.

They got married last month, even though Mikey isn't the father of Ishika's daughter, he still treated her like his own.

"Hey baby." Ishika says before hugging him.

"You did amazing." Mike says as he kissed all over her face.

Mike had a missing arm, he used to be in the military until his arm was hacked off since he was one of the hostages.

"I'm just doing my job." Ishika says as she smiled brightly.

"Well I have to go check in with Rita today, she promised to help us out with some technology."

"I'll go see Sierra in the meantime." Ishika says with a light smile. She was always patient with Mike like he is with her.

They rarely fight and they've been in a relationship for six years.

"Well tell her I said hi."

"Will do baby." Ishika says before kissing Mike.

Mike walks down the stairs, ignoring the paparazzi and going straight to his car. When he drove off, Ishika looks to see Sierra's car with Sierra looking down at her shiny pink phone.

What is she doing here?

Ishika walks down the steps as the heavy wind blown in her long dark hair, her daughter's car was a small silver convertible.

"Sierra?" Ishika called out, Sierra was leaning against the car, beaming right at her.

"Why are you here? I was going to visit you." Ishika says before hugging her.

"I wanted to go out and eat today, you can use the company mommy." Sierra says, grinning.

"Well don't I feel special?" Ishika giggles before stepping inside the car with her daughter.

"So what was the case this time?" Sierra asks before starting her car up, the engine roaring to life.

Stanley Briggs had shot a man who tried to rob a run down convenience store.

Ishika had convinced the judge that Stanley had shot the robber in self defense and protection of his son.

Later, they stop at a coffee shop, by the time they got there it was already night.

Ishika steps out and looks at the graffiti that was indented in the walls. She cuts her eyes at Sierra as she also stepped out of her tiny convertible.

"This place is good, I promise." Sierra says, walking past her and towards the door.

There were only a few people in the store, Ishika follows Sierra over to the small booth in the back, as they sit down, the look around.

The lights were flickering, the plants were untrimmed and the wallpaper was peeling slightly.

"I won't lie, I was expecting a ugly on the outside, beautiful on the inside cliche." Ishika says before giggling.

"Well it's about the food here, not the appearance." Sierra says before placing an order.

"That's my girl." Ishika praised.

Soon as they were done with their late night dinner plans, Sierra had carried an extra sandwich.

"Still hungry?" Ishika asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Mommy?" Sierra stopped in her tracks.

"Baby you know that I'm here whenever you need anything." Ishika says as she puts her hand on her daughter's shoulder. Sierra's smile had grown.

"Mommy....I'm pregnant." Sierra says, moving her hand over her stomach.

Ishika smiles genuinely.

"I'm that old huh?"

"Mommy stop it, you're never old." Sierra reassures her, knitting her slender eyebrows together.

"No baby, apparently I am...because I'm going to be a kick ass grandmother." Sierra says, pulling Sierra into a gentle hug.

Suddenly Sierra gasped loudly, her fingernails had dug into her mother's back and a loud earpiercing gunshot had rung in both of their ears. Ishika felt nothing but warm liquid spread over her chest.

"B-baby?" Ishika begun before her daughter slumps slowly to the ground.

Ishika had looked over her daughter's paralyzed stare of terror before sobbing and screaming uncontrollably.

"Sierra!" Ishika had screamed out, people had begun to surround them as cars had drove away quickly to get away from the scene.

A woman hastily pulls out her phone before pressing it to her ear.

"911 what's your emergency?"

"A young woman was shot by two women at Romano's Brewery! We need help!"