Void allowed to co-pilot to live, he would need someone to land his plane. The plane touched down on the runway, screams still resonating from the passenger area. The co-pilot's tears stained the leather seats he sat upon, Void sat in the pilot's seat and smiled at the co-pilot. The smell of rotting flesh wafted throughout the plane. Void stood up and stretched, "Please let me live!" the co-pilot cried. Void stared at him, "Nope" he chuckled, soon after the co-pilot found a hole where his heart used to be.

Blood dripped off Void's finger tips leaving a trail of liquid behind him, he walked back to where the panicked passengers were "All of you stand up!" he said loudly, "Line up!" the men and women scuttled into position. Most were silent and shocked, yet a few were crying, they soon stopped, forever. Only 8 men and 5 women were left in the line up. Void chose the best specimens and slaughtered the rest. Covered in the blood of families, friends, and strangers alike. He sunk his fangs into each of the 10 people left, they convulsed on the ground with new found power. One after another they rose, red eyes peering around at their new world. "We have arrived at our destination, welcome to America!" he announced "Have a pleasant stay."

The new bloods rushed towards the exit, and dashed through the tunnel leading to the airport. Void followed slowly, a trail of corrosion, and blood followed behind him. As he emerged into the airport he was greeted by a welcoming committee of armed soldiers, "Surprise party? For me?" he asked.