A/N: Hey there. Just finished watching the anime again and decided i should give a try and write something. This is the result. I havent spent much time writing this, not longer then 3 hours, or maybe even less! I sure hope it turned out fine. Leave a review and tell me what you thought. Have fun readin this.
Oh, yeah, I do not own Elfen Lied, though if i did we would've had season 4 out by now... The only thing that i DO own here are the characters made by me.
Another guard dropped down, in two pieces, like an opening door, sliced in half as she literally ran through him, not taking notice of the warm blood that splattered on her body. He was one of the last lines of defense they had set up in order to stop her. Right now, there was only a single guard left standing.
He looked at her with horror in his eyes. She had just slaughtered his entire squad, the people who he worked with, and the people who became his friends the day they started working here.
No, he won't cower before her; he would stop her and avenge their death. At least she stopped running. She was now walking, slowly walking towards him; her face is unseen behind that metal helmet that she wore, which only made him scared even more. He swallowed the dryness of his throat and tightened his grip on his MP5.
He screamed and pulled the trigger, holding it, not letting it go. The bullets seemed to hit an invisible wall, the projectiles simply falling down or ricocheting to other directions. He heard the click that sentenced him to death. He still held the trigger, he stopped screaming though.
The young woman stopped right before him. She just looked at him; he lost all track of time staring into those thin slits, seeing nothing but blackness and nothing more.
He felt something grab him by the throat, holding him firmly. He tried to struggle, get himself free of the vise grip. He could swear he heard a sigh coming from the girl right before his feet lost the ground.
He was launched upward in an amazing speed, his head cracking open against the ceiling, sending a rain-like stream of blood dripping from above.
She allowed the dead body to drop limply to the bloody ground. 'Foolish humans, never learn a thing.' She though. She showed him mercy, gave him a quick death.
She gave a look behind her. The other Diclonius wasn't there. 'Did she die? Where is she?' The thoughts crossed her mind. The second Diclonius somehow managed to escape her cell and she also released her. Whether it was to use her as a distraction while she escaped or actual care, she couldn't know. She decided not to give it a second though. Maybe she was already outside… or maybe she died. It didn't matter; everything was better then staying here.
She walked back to one of the dead bodies, who looked like someone who was high ranked and her luck shone to her once again. A key card was in one of his pockets. The card silently floated into her hand and she was back on her way to freedom.
She reached one of the doors and she saw that the card would be useless after all. At least a dozen humans, looking like people who were just working there, were crowded around the exit door, with a pair of guard hurrying them outside. She ran towards the door, getting closer as the second flew by. One of the guards noticed her and took out his handgun but before he could even aim, his head suddenly gone, blood splattering on everyone around him. The other people screamed in terror, not even noticing the completely naked and blood soaked girl running towards the door just a few steps behind them. The second guard met a similar fate, not even managing to draw his weapon.
When the workers did notice her they tried to run away but found some unseen force pushing them, lifting them of the ground. Her 4 vectors just pushed them out of the way. They probably didn't know what was going on, let alone know what she is… but if anyone would try to do something, she won't hold herself back.
One such unlucky person stood up and ran toward a pistol one of the guards dropped.
"Stupid…" She whispered to herself.
When the young man sent his hand to pick up the weapon, he suddenly found that his hands were no longer attached to his arms. He screamed in agony, blood pouring from his hands almost in rivers.
"Shut up!" She said to him and sent one of her vectors to silence him. The vector decapitated his head and silence ensued, only the whimpers of some of the women who watched the gruesome act.
She hated the screams. They always haunted her. Screams of agony, telling her how much pain she caused them…
'But they deserved it! They brought it on themselves! They hate you, they want to kill you, and you ended up here only because of them! Kill the rest of them before they turn on you!' A small voice told her inside her head.
'No, they wont, they fear me and they did nothing to me. Now, shut up!' She screamed back at the voice. The voice always annoyed her. She knew that it wasn't her, or perhaps she just lost her mind after all this time… but in those years, this voice have been her only company.
The voice, gladly, went silent and she walked outside… outside. How these thoughts affect her! She wasn't outside for ages! She didn't know how long she has been in captivity, after a while, time loses any value in there…
She just stood there for a moment, ignoring the scared people who were frozen in place, not daring to try and run away. She stood there and felt.
She felt the chilly wind biting at her exposed flesh though she couldn't feel it on her face, since she had the helmet on. She felt such a refreshing wave of emotions. Freedom felt good.
She heard the shuffle of footsteps and whimpers of the people behind her finally decided to flee and she was reminded of the situation she was in.
She saw that she was on an island, surrounded by the sea. She spotted distant lights, some distance away from this island. This was her destination. She walked to the edge of the cliffs and looked down, seeing the waves break against ragged rocks and the cliff walls It wouldn't take them a long time to raise another force to retrieve her, or take her down. With one last hateful look at the facility and the still opened door behind her, she jumped into the water.
He walked down the beach, staring at the waves. He always loved watching the sea at the early morning. He felt a shiver cross his spine and he pulled his long coat around himself tighter. The winter just passed, but it was still a little cold.
He kept on walking, enjoying the cool wind and the sound of the waves. He walked for a few more minutes until he saw something that made him stop. He concentrated on that detail and he was suddenly shocked. There was someone in the water.
He ran to the edge of the water and was relieved that the figure was moving, but it had some desperation in its movements, but it was moving in a steady speed.
When the person finally got closer he could see him clearly, only it was a she. He noticed that his mouth was hanging and he quickly closed it. Other then a weird helmet which looked like it was made of some metal, she wore absolutely nothing. He was well mannered, he reminded himself as he tried not looking at her breasts. After all, he had a young wife waiting for him at home.
From her body, he could assume that she was in her late teen years, not older then 20, but he had to see her face to be sure. Hundreds of question assaulted his mind as he wandered why she was here, naked, and wore that odd helmet. He decided that he would ask her after she would get out of the water.
The cold wind reminded him that it was rather cold.
"She must be freezing…" he mumbled under his breath while he removed his brown coat. She was almost on the shore now and she stumbled towards the dry sand. He wasn't even sure if she had noticed him.
"Hey! Are you alright? Let me-" His words were cut out as he suddenly was silenced by something that grabbed him by the throat. He looked down and he saw nothing, but he sure felt it. He heard a loud 'snap' before everything turned black.
She was exhausted, even with her vectors she was tired from the long swim and she coughed some water that got into her lungs more importantly, she was freezing and the wind didn't help her at all. One of her vectors snapped the young man's neck while another one caught the coat he offered to her. As soon as he dropped face down into the cold water she started regretting that she killed him. There mustn't be any witnesses, her captives would surely chase her down, and she didn't want to leave them any clues if she could help it, but she already left one: a dead body.
But if she would've left him alive, he would've asked questions maybe even try to involve the police, and if he was asked, he would surely tell of the odd helmeted girl that he saw come out of sea. Either way, she had chosen to kill him, but why?
'He would've betrayed you! If you allowed him to live he would've told the police, and then they would've captured you!' The weak, yet powerful voice whispered inside her head.
A reasonable thinking, but she knew that she could've got rid of him without killing him…
She must stay hidden; the police was surely working for them.
She wrapped herself with the coat the man provided and for the first time noticed how much she had grown. When she was caught for the first time, she was very young, but now she noticed how tall she was when compared to the other people. She was much taller. She looked at the water, searching for her reflection. She wanted to see her face, the face she hasn't seen since the day she was captured. Questions bombarded her, how was she looking right now?
Without further regard to the dead body which was slowly drifting among the waves, she covered her head with the coat. The helmet would only arouse more suspicion and would be a massive landmark for her pursuers. She started walking toward the houses that lined the beginning of the city and the end of the beach. She had a name once, a long time ago but she forgot it by now. The scientists at the facility gave her a new name the day she was caught, Number 54, or how they later called her, Kitsune. She had an old name, but she was so used to being called by that one that it was almost physically stitched to her. It was her name now, for all she cared.
Only an hour or so passed since she exited the water and the body was found, but not by the people she expected to find it.
Sergeant O'Brian inspected the corpse that his men dragged to the shore from the water. It was a young man, in the middle of his twenties. His skin had a blue tone and his neck was hanging in a weird angle. One of the soldiers beside him crouched near the dead man and inspected the neck.
"Sir, the neck is broken as if something grabbed it and… snapped it like a twig. Grinded to pebbles." He said in a grim tone. O'Brian heard what she could do.
"It's her. Mobilize the other SAT teams. She is somewhere around here, she had no time to get far. She is around 18 years old, most chances that she still wears that helmet of hers." He told the man standing near him. "And… notify the local police but tell them not to engage the target. I don't want any civilian casualties." He added when the soldier took out his radio.
Andrew O'Brian released a heavy sigh and moved his hand through his short blond hair. After finishing serving for the US Army he and his teammates decided to stay in this occupation, only found a way to increase their paycheck. They were now freelancers, mercenaries, working for the highest bidder. Around a year ago they were hired by this institute. At first, he wondered why the hell a medical institute would need armed help but when he found more… he got more then he asked for. Now, he doubted the institute would let him and his boys leave peacefully, but as long as the paychecks kept coming, he won't ask anymore questions.
But now, when their first actually 'test' was about to begin, the question returned to his head. They only told him what she can do, nothing more.
"Remember; do NOT get into her 3.5 meters range. If you do, get out of it if you can." He told into his radio set, notifying everyone who listened.
"Mike, Jack and Derrick, you're coming with me." He told his team. They had better chances of staying alive if they were together. After over 10 years of working together, they operated on their 100%. Almost 2 years ago, the institute had lost much of its armed assistance; he didn't want to meet a similar fate. He looked up as he saw a pair of helicopters fly above him. It was time to work.
Kitsune cursed under her breath as she scurried to cover. She ran into an alley and ducked behind a large trash can. The helicopter which was flying rather low passed by, luckily missing her, when she heard the sound grow weaker she decided to come out of cover.
They reacted surprisingly fast. She was hoping to reach a place she could hide in before they would be biting on her heels but now… it would be a little harder. At least she was dry…
She wrapped the coat tighter around her. As far as she remembered the outside world, it was not common to see a naked girl running along the street, with a metal helmet on her head. She considered removing it, but she had no time for it now… and it wasn't like it bothered her after all those years, it was like a second skin to her.
She came out of her cover and ran across the road to move through the alleys. She heard a deafening sound and looked to at the source. A car was speeding to her with no way to stop on time but before the car could hit her, the car stopped in its place as if collided with a wall and was thrown back, landing on its roof.
"Shit!" Kitusne whispered. She left them another way to track her. She continued to her way while the witnesses were trying to help the poor driver and pointing at her.
"Did you see that? What the hell?" she heard some of the cry out.
'kill them! They will tell them where you went! Because of them they will capture you again and then you will be locked there for all eternity!' The voice screamed at her head.
'SHUT UP!' She screamed back and gladly, the voice heeded. She didn't have time to kill them, nor did she even want to do so.
She didn't mean to flip that car… she acted out of instinct. She reminded herself to watch out for such things in the future. Kitsune kept on running, not caring where to, just to get as far away as possible.
The alleys abruptly ended and she found herself in a park. Children who were playing there stopped everything they did and stared at her as she ran by. When she reached the far end she saw that her path was blocked by a wall, but it didn't stop her. Kitsune summoned her vectors and catapulted herself over the wall, leaving deep hand imprints on the ground that she left behind her.
Back to the cover of alleys, Kitsune ran on. After few more minutes the alleys ran out again and she was met with a choice. Either she would choose to follow the road, possibly making more eyewitnesses and be an easy target for the helicopter, or climb up a pair of stairs which led up. The answer was obvious to her. She climbed up, with the help of her vectors almost jumping them all in a single leap.
When she was up she was greeted by a small side street, with trees lined up on each of its sides.
At the end of it she spotted more alleys and decided to head there.
When she was halfway to the alleys she noticed that someone was running towards her. It was a young man, about her age if she wasn't mistaken, with black shoulder length hair. He wore a black leather jacket and a pair of jeans. He didn't look like a soldier and she paid no attention to him but when they were closer she noticed that he indeed was heading towards her, his gaze was aimed at her.
"Hey! Stop for a second!" He cried to her, his voice broken by lack of air.
Questions bombarded her head. Who the hell was he and why was he calling to her? She decided to ignore this, despite her curiosity. She didn't have time for this. Kitsune sent on of her vectors towards him. She noted the surprised look on his face when he saw that she wasn't going to stop and how it switched into a pained expression when he was swept aside like he weighted lighter then the air. She didn't kill him; she just cleared her path though she did regret that she had to hurt him to achieve this. The guy crashed into a tree, sending splinters flying from the other side and crashed into a heap.
But a few steps later she felt a head shattering feeling course through the back her head and a ringing sound that followed. She stumbled forwards and lost her footing and crashed face first into the ground, her helmet sending a spark as it scraped against the ground.
Kitsune struggled to get up and she noticed a single, warm dent on the back of her helmet as her fingers brushed the back of her head to discover what happened. She got her answer a second later though.
"Stay on the ground and don't move!" She heard someone shout and when she looked back she saw a single soldier standing at least 10 meters behind her with his weapon aimed at her.
He fiddled with his other hand to get to the radio without letting his eyes go away from his target and when he succeeded he raised it to his mouth.
"Sir, I found her! Were on the -" He said into the device but his words were cut off when the radio was crushed into tiny pieces, along with his hand.
Kitsune was too fast for him to react. Her vectors threw her to her feet and pushed her forwards. She cleared the 10 meters in less then two seconds. While one vector crushed his hand along with his means of communication while her 3 other vectors ripped him apart, soaking her coat with large red stains.
She pushed the soldier away from herself. He landed, in 3 pieces, several meters from her, leaving a trail of blood behind him.
She sighed and turned around to flee from the scene when she was interrupted again, this time by a more familiar voice.
"There wasn't any reason for you to throw me like that, and I'm expecting an apology..." The voice said, rather grimly.
She turned around and she saw the young man she knocked out only a moment ago. She noticed the hints of anger in his face and something else… sadness?
But the most curious thing was the large rock, about the size of her head, which was thrown at her by a single vector, which didn't belong to her. She heard a sigh coming from the young man before everything went black.
Here we are! The end of the first chapter of my very first EL ff! If you have any questions, feel free to ask, though some of them might be answered in the next chapter without anyone of you even asking. Once again leave a review, tell me what you think. In order to improve my writing, and this fic, i should know if somethings wrong. I would do my best to update this fic very soon, though i think i failed the readers of my other fics on that part... if any of you read this, sorry, im probably working on them as you finish reading this! Anyway, i hope you had fun reading this, wait for the next chapter!