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The little boy walked next to his mother holding her hand tight. There wasn't a person around him he knew besides his mother and the soldier leading them through the tiny airport annex in the moderate sized city of Narita, Japan.
The soldier was a tall American, he was a bit scruffy today being that he was unshaven. He had lived with the boy's family for over four years now, his military job was covert investigations of the supernatural (C.I.S.), this was a existing non-existing unit in the US Army. He was not the only operative, but they were undercover, so he didn't know who they were. The soldier was not the biological father of the child, the actual father had been court martialed and removed from duty. This soldier that was leading the mother and son through the airport was the rescuer of the mother from the soldiers who had assaulted her that horrible winter night almost five years ago.
The good hearted man he was, took the young lady and married her to prevent her from shaming her family. Only three people knew the origins of the young child, the child that called him Papa. Keiko was only eighteen when they wed, even though she was of age, the assault would have shamed her adopted family. Her biological father was wealthy, but she was not his legitimate child. He and her mother grew up together but lost touch after he met his new bride, and three months before his wedding the bride called it off, he was upset and left town and went to visit Keiko's mother, their flame of love ignited and in one brief evening the two became one and their passion created Keiko. Days later the bride heavily encouraged by her father asked that he return and continue with their wedding plans. Three days prior to the wedding he found out that Keiko's mother was with child. He told her that he would always help take care of the baby but could never claim it.
Keiko lived a modest life as a caretaker of books in her local library but the money was not enough and she secretly took a side job as a cocktail waitress. At the age of nineteen , the soldier wed the young lady, she was only seventeen but she was a year over the legal age, as he was a year over as well. Keiko's baby was small at birth so it was easy to say that he was premature making the timelines add up to the family.
The soldier kept the family in good faith with their community. Keiko allowed the soldier to name the child after one of his best friends from home, Aizakku. During his four years with his new family the young American saved half his pay and used the other half of his pay to support and keep his new family in an above humble life style. At this point in his life he was being recalled back to the US to begin a unit there in the states. He was excited to be able to take his young family to the states and become a part of his world. In the back of his mind he knew he was still going to send the mother and father money to sustain the same life style that they had been living with him there.
"Okay you two, this is it, Keiko, my "Hana." My Japanese flower was a name he gave her for she allowed their love to grow and bloom brighter over time. She had blushed and closed her eyes.
"I love and care for you, and this precious boy you allow me to call my own. I will be home in two weeks with Mizuki, I'm one hundred percent sure that your Sister will love it there." The young lady bowed her head. "Remember Alex will pick you up at the airport, do you still have your sign?" She nodded yes. "Alex will take good care of you till I get there." He turned to the child, kneeling he looked him I his eye's. "And you my boy, Aizakku, I love you with all my heart, you have brought so much joy and love into my world, and I want you to be good for your Mama till I get there ok, and please make sure that you obey your Grand papa and your Grand mama." The little man looked at the soldier,
"Yes Papa, I will be good while obeying and honoring my Grand papa and Grand mama." Smiling at the child,
"You are such a good boy and remember Papa loves you and will see you in two weeks." The soldier kneeled down and hugged the little boy and gave him a kiss on top of his head while his mother hugged both of them. As the adults stood up Keiko placed her hand on the soldiers face.
"And you my beautiful Sergeant Stilinski, you who saved me, and kept my family's honor, be safe, and be smart. Remember I do love you with all my heart, once we reunite, I have a secret to tell you, It will brighten your whole world." Stiles looked at her an grinned.
"OH you tease me with secrets, you know it's in my nature to find out sooner. right?" she gave him an over exaggerated wink. The two briefly kissed as he looked at her and winked. The stewardess walked up to them and in her really broken American accent,
"Are you two ready?" Aizakku started to jump up and down, he was excited to fly for the first time. "Follow me please." He slowly walked backwards as the stewardess walked them away, Keiko waved to her husband as he looked, the little boy waved his hardest to his Papa. Stiles Stilinski was emotionally a very happy man, in all his years he never dreamt that the horrors that were brought upon him and his long ago friend Scott would bring him to this point in his life, where he was happy and full of hope. He was very content with the way his life changed. He couldn't stop smiling as he watched his little family heading for the plane, he was taking them home so they would become one with his family.
As he turned around he accidentally bumped into a man in a black hoodie. He understood how it was his fault that he bumped into him, but why was this man so close to him considering the big room was basically void of travelers. The man in the hoodie watched as the mother and son walked down the pathway to the plane. He grabbed his walkie and yelled
"Aboto, aboto, Kare wa hikoki ni norimasendeshita!" ( Abort, abort, he did not enter the plane!) Stiles heard the man yell but ignored it, his business was concluded. He was starting to walk to the exit, when he noticed a small stuffed Tegu doll on the floor, sure enough it belonged to Aizakku. He glanced out the window as the plane was already moving forward to take off. He pictured his little boy being upset and crying without his Stuffie. Then there was a piercing sharp crack in the air, he looked up, the plain was on fire but heading back down, another crack and both wings snapped off sending it into a spin, hitting the ground it split into three pieces throwing people, luggage and debris, scattering its contents on all over the ground.
Stiles felt horror, his lungs exhaled , and he dropped to the floor, gathering his strength and using his adrenaline he jumped up and ran to the passageway that Keiko and Aizakku traveled down only moments ago. He turned around and saw the man in the hoodie standing there staring at him, that instant he knew something was wrong and started towards him, the man's eyes got really big as he turned and ran towards the exit.
"Hey you stop, Yamete ne" the man turned to see how close Stiles was getting, and tripped over a bunch of boxes being loaded on a cart.
Stiles caught up to him as he grabbed the man by the arm spun him around and flung him against the wall, the man hit the wall so hard he fell to the ground and was out cold. Security was coming into the room. Stiles quickly grab the phone out of the man's pocket, stood up and calmly walked away. Once he reached a safe distance, he ran for the exit door leading to the planes. The air was full of smoke and the smell of burning electrical wires and rubber. He jumped onto a luggage cart, which he drove towards the plane that was laying in shattered pieces, now just as his life was.
In his ears he could hear screaming. He closed his eyes and squeezed his hands over his ears, these were sounds he never wanted to hear, but he some how snapped himself out of his trance and headed to the airfield where the plane was scattered in several different spaces.