The man called Zero was not amused. His day had already been a long one to start; running a few of the new recruits through drills, dealing with some squabbling among the raider tribe, even having to kill a bandit that tried to assassinate the boss all because they thought they were better suited to lead. When he finally got a break and was able to go back to his room to eat....well the last thing he expected was to find some stranger trying to grab him from behind. Those inhuman reflexes of his kicked in so quickly, lashing out with the butt of his pistol to get his attacker off of him. However as fast as he was clearly it wasn't fast enough. Because in the blink of an eye Zero was taken against his will.
The moment the lights came on he could see he was in a basement of some kind. A residential building by the look of it. However the thing that really drew his focus was an unknown voice and the sound of footsteps slowly making their way down the steps. Without hesitation Zero charged the stairs, sidearm drawn and ready to fire. Already leaping up the stairs, two and three at a time, he came face to face with one of his would be captors. That gun of his was aimed right at her head, yet the sight of her gaze him the briefest moment of pause. Oh there was no real recognition of her face or JJ's voice. However those eyes of hers...seemed almost familiar. If she had been armed though it wouldn't have likely mattered. Shoot first, kill quick, and move one to the next were the rules of the game. Yet as Zero stopped right there in the stairwell, pressing the barrel of his weapon against her forehead, his low rumbling growl was heard before he spoke up at last.
"Back the fuck up, slowly, and tell me just what the hell is going on here?"