-THE DEAD ZONE-

Kanon observed his bleak surroundings as his daily patrol commenced. Eight years of battle experience in one of the most distinguished Asylum regiments and they reassigned him to watch grass grow. He casually rubbed at a scar on his cheek, a reminder of his time in Peru where he assassinated a would-be usurper vying for power. Unlike most Asylums, the Wolf Brigade was one that relied least in alchemy. They were trained extensively, almost inhumanely in the arts of weaponry, hand to hand, sabotage, escape artistry etc. They were the only squad that operated in the open; carrying day light assassinations, prison breaks, hostage rescue, kidnapping. You name it. And now one of their prestigious members was smoking a cheap cigar while told to patrol along with four other members of his team. 

Kanon's gaze took in his surroundings, there was nothing conspicuous here other than the whole, 'impossible to cast alchemy' bit. His superiors didn't deem him intelligent or trust worthy enough to explain the reasoning behind it, he was a soldier after all and he simply needed to follow orders. That however didn't satiate his curiosity. How did this dead zone come to be? Why is it in a specified area? Why is no one else aware of it? Why is A.M.R.O keeping it under guard? 

"There is nothing here..." Kanon spoke to himself as he looked from left to right. It was just one big pasture ground but without the goats. No hills, no point of interest, just flat fertile ground across a perimeter that was roughly a mile in diameter. But he of course knew there was something more. There had been countless times his superiors would show up and dismiss his team and him. They would enter the deadzone and leave without explanation. One thing was for sure, this place made him uncomfortable. 

After a quick jog across the perimeter, making sure to greet his squad mates spread across, Kanon finally returned to his point of defense. Mounting his .950 caliber rifle. Strong enough to rip through a tank, your face and probably kill your mother as well. 

"Time to get to work Kanon boy," The Asylum spoke to himself as his body grew still and he became the 'Wolf'.