Ajairu Jinsoku ran through the trees. His feet hit the branches as he leaped, free-run parkouring through the forest. There was nothing quite like parkour, where he had the freedom to go places others couldn't, outrun the mutants, and survive. He was running away from what he called the 'Bilkimono', basically bees that had been muated into the size of bears, and wouldn't die from their stings, which would almost always cause death. He suddenly turned around as he ran and pulled out his desert eagle, and shot then in the stomach area of the bee. They barely flinched, and flew forward, but couldn't get a good sting on him, so they directly attacked him with teeth and arms. He got bit on the arm, and winced, but continued to run.

He leaped and they followed, his gun was out of ammo. His rifle only really worked well for him at long-range, and so he pulled out his two katanas, and leaped onto the Bilkimono. His legs wrapped around it's head, and it couldn't bite. Even at the bee's size, it's arms were basiclly useless, still, except for carrying away bodies of small animals. He raised his katanas, and stabbed the mutant in the neck. It screeched and yelled, until he sliced the mutant's head off. He leaped off the body and onto the nearest tree branch, and the bee's body fell to the ground. He sat down on the tree and breathed heavily for a moment, and then calmed down. His heartbeat was going fast, as it always did whenever he was fighting a mutant. It was getting dark, so helayed down and fell asleep, as he did nightly. 

Fast forward to the morning, it's now, and he was awake, looking for target mutants or ally humans. He couldn't find any mutants at the moment, as he probably cleared the area of them (for now), and Ajairu with his mutated eyes, he was able to see a young man sleeping in a bush. Curious, he broke a stick off the branch and climbed taller, to the top of the tree. He dropped the stick down, and it fell onto the stomach of the man, and so he waited.