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Post by Schaschanist on Fri 31 Dec 2010 - 22:30

Hey Folks,

I began to start writing my own OC-Story.
Main characters are Etienne called "Eti" and Emilie called "Emi".
For the Title I had chosen "New ways" but its not fixed yet.

The story begins directly after the end of chapter 64 where Dante's warhead has exploded, destroyed the St. Markus Cathedral of Venice killed Beatrice.


At the chief's office.
Chief Lorenzo: “What a shame. We lost two of our cyborgs. We had to replace Beatrice and Silvia. Jean, you and the other handlers have to be more carefully. Giacomo Dante and the Padania are hard to stop. Train your cyborgs better or they will be dead. They already have been injured too much so they have to pay more attention.”
José: “Chief, I think its time to change our strategy. The Padanians are prepared to our offensive tactics.”
Jean: “Whats about this new guy? This Belgian, Etienne?”
Chief: “He is very talented in covert operations and ambushes.”
José: “I think he can help us to fight the Padanians.”
Chief: “You're right. I think it's time for him. Ferro, go and get me Etienne. I need to talk to him.”
Ferro: “Yes Chief. I try to get him.”
Chief: “Thanks. Jean, José, you can leave.”
Minutes later Ferro and Etienne arrived.
Ferro: “Chief, I got Etienne as you wished.”
Chief: “Ah, Etienne. I need to talk with you.”
Etienne: “What is it?”
Chief: “We need your work. You're an expert in covert operations and ambushes. You will work hand in hand with the fratellos... But you need a cyborg. Go, find and choose someone!”
Etienne: “Alright, chief. I start searching someone.”
Chief: “Don't waste time.”
Etienne: “I understood. I try to do it quick.”
Chief: “Don't try it! Do it! Otherwise the Padanians will beat us!”

Etienne nicks and left the the room. He walks down the stairs and is thinking about the chief's words. He was totally in mind as he realized the new in the TV at the canteen. There was a report about an explosion. As he heard the name of the the killed family and that there was a surviving person, he runs and tried to get the hospitals name, where the surviving one is lying.
At the hospital Etienne was welcomed by the medicals. He said, that he is from the Social Welfare Agency to offering help for the survivor of the explosion. The chief medical showed him the one.
As Etienne had seen who was it, he can't believe his eyes. It was the daughter of an old friend of him. She was injured heavily.
Medical: “She is the only survivor of the explosion. We had to amputate her legs cause they were squashed and she even lost a some fingers of her left hand.”
Etienne: “Make her ready for a transport. We assume here.”

Later. Etienne had phoned the chief. The girl was bring to the agency's medical station.
Etienne and the chief were talking at his office.
Chief: “Congratulations, Etienne. That was pretty fast. Do your best in training her. We can not afford to lost another one! For the beginning she gets a room for herself to climate.”

During the next days, the medicals modified the girl with artificial limbs and use the conditioning to erase her memories.
Ferro: “Did you choose a name for her?”
Etienne: “It's Emilie with an ie at the end.”
Ferro: “Okay, it's your choice. Hey, you should go. She seems to wake up soon.”
He left and went to the room where Emilie lies. As he entered the room, she wakes up.
Etienne: “Hey, Emilie. How are you?”
Emilie: “I'm a bit dizzy but fine.”
Etienne: “Nice to hear.”




Sorry for shortness but It's just a part of chapter one i actually have written.
I am at just the beginning cause i don't had have much time last days to write the story.
But during the next days i try to spend more time in writing the story.
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Post by ElfenMagix on Fri 31 Dec 2010 - 23:58

It looks great. I will assume that English is not your first language as some sentences are not properly worded but the meaning is still there. Ask around, and some of us could help you improve the English. Not me though, I'm too busy with work and school.

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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by Schaschanist on Sat 1 Jan 2011 - 0:16

I will edit the text.

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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by Schaschanist on Sun 2 Jan 2011 - 10:19

Hey Folks,

I have worked on my story a bit more and want to show you a little excerpt of it
Situation: It's the first time for Emi to met the other girls. Evil



He left her alone in the room. She was considering about Etienne's words and went downstairs to the canteen. At a small table she sat down. She was totally in mind as someone appears next to her.
It was Henrietta.
Henrietta: “Hi there. Are you the new one?”
Emilie: “Yes, I'm the new one. My name is Emilie.”
Henrietta: “I'm Henrietta. Nice to meet you.”
Emilie: “Thanks. I feel a bit uncomfortable. All here is new to me.”
Henrietta: “Then have a stay with us. You're welcome.”
They went to another table, where other girls are sitting.
Henrietta: “Hey mates, This is Emilie, 'new one' here.”
Emilie: ”Hi there. Nice to meet you.”
Triela: ”Hey Emilie.”
Claes: “Hi.”
Emilie did a bow and answered: “Thanks for the heartily welcome.”
Triela: “Hey, keep cool. Now you're with friends.”
Cleas: “You're a very polite girl, right?”
Emilie: “I think this is how I am.”
Henrietta: ”Sit down and have lunch with us. Enjoy your stay.”
Triela: “So you're the new one. What are your skills or your work here?
Emilie: “Etienne had taught me Savate, fighting with a knife and shooting.”
Cleas: “Savate? I have read of this. It's French-Kickboxing. But what did you mean about 'fighting with a knife'?
Emilie: “Etienne said, my skills are focused on close combat and hand to hand fight. How to kill or how to torture someone with a knife, that stuff.”
Triela: “You're a real assassin with that skills, don't you? What kind of knives are you using?”
Emilie pulls out her diving knife and showed it to them.
Claes: “A pretty good knife. Are you carrying it everywhere?”
Emilie: “As Etienne told me 'You should always carry it with you'. Thats what I am doing. I just follow his words.”
Henrietta: “I think there is no place as safety as this. But I never would say any word against my handler. When he's saying it, then I do it.”
Cleas treating Henrietta: “You're just the loving pet of José.”
Henrietta gets red: “No! That's not right.”
Cleas treating again: “It is, Henrietta. It is.”
Triela laughed and said to Emi: “Don't care about that. That's normal.”




Hope you like it. Well done!
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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by theprodigalson on Sun 2 Jan 2011 - 15:02

A fun little excerpt schas!

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Post by Danjo3 on Mon 3 Jan 2011 - 18:27

Cool story, but I’m not a big fan of your script style. I think it’d be a lot better if you just wrote it straight.

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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by Schaschanist on Mon 3 Jan 2011 - 18:35

What did you mean?
Please tell me, my English writing style is not so well.
Or are you pointing at the many conversations and dialogs?

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Post by Officer_Charon on Mon 3 Jan 2011 - 18:52

He means the dialogue style... it reads like a script from a play. It's not necessarily a bad thing, but it's not how he prefers to read.

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Post by Schaschanist on Mon 3 Jan 2011 - 19:05

Yeah, but thats my style.
Dialogs and Conversations are giving the story more deepness, more emotion and brings out more about the character.

But don't worry, the dialogs and conversations are just the character-focused-part.
There is a story-focused-part as well.


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Post by theprodigalson on Tue 4 Jan 2011 - 2:21

He means your write as a script rather than a narrative.

For example, you wrote:

Henrietta: “Hi there. Are you the new one?”
Emilie: “Yes, I'm the new one. My name is Emilie.”
Henrietta: “I'm Henrietta. Nice to meet you.”

That is a script style.

A narrative would be more like this:

"Hi there," said a cheerful voice out of nowhere bringing Emilie's thoughts back to the present, "are you the new girl?"
"Yes, I'm the new one," Emilie stammered, "My name is Emilie."
The dainty cyborg clicked her heels together and stood with her hands behind her back "I'm Henrietta. Nice to meet you."

The narrative style adds more fluff to the dialogue and isn't quite so stiff, but I can only imagine how tough it would be to write good narrative without a deep understanding of the language. Its just a style choice. Danjo was just bringing his opinion for you to consider.

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Post by Schaschanist on Tue 4 Jan 2011 - 13:18

Good idea, thanks.
Sounds a bit better than my style.

I try to rewrite it that style and want to use your example for my story.

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Post by Schaschanist on Tue 4 Jan 2011 - 17:32

I have rewrite the text again.
Now try to do it as a narrative.


He left her alone in the room. Considering about Etienne's words, shewent downstairs to the canteen and sat down at a small table.
"Hi there," said a cheerful voice out of nowhere bringing Emilie's thoughts back to the present, "are you the new girl?"
"Yes, I'm the new one," Emilie stammered, "My name is Emilie."
The dainty cyborg clicked her heels together and stood with her hands behind her back "I'm Henrietta. Nice to meet you."
“Thanks. I feel a bit uncomfortable.” Emilie answered, “All here is new to me.”
“Then have a stay with us.” Henrietta said with a friendly voice, “You're welcome.”
They went to another desk, where other girls are sitting.
“Hey mates, This is Emilie, 'new one' here.” Henrietta explained to the other girls.
”Hi there. Nice to meet you.” Emilie said a bit shy.
Triela pointing with a finger on her and winks: ”Hey Emilie.”
“Hi.” Claes simply said.
“Thanks for the heartily welcome.” Emilie answered as she did a little bow.
“Hey, keep cool. Now you're with friends.” Triela tries to smooth.
Claes asking, “You're a very polite girl, right?” while she crossing her arms.
Emilie: “I think that is how I am.”
Henrietta offered her a chair next to her, ”Sit down and have lunch with us. Enjoy your stay.” she adds.
Triela leaned forward, “So you're the new one. What are your skills or your work here?”
Emilie, partially confused, simply answered, “Etienne had taught me Savate, fighting with a knife and shooting.” cause doesn't know what else she could say.
Emilie noticed the asking faces of them. She tried to explain “Etienne said, my skills are focused on close combat and hand to hand fight. How to kill or how to torture someone with a knife, that stuff.”
Triela smashed the fist on the table, “You're a real assassin with that skills, don't you?” she shouted at Emilie, “What kind of knives are you using?”

Emilie pulls out her diving knife from the holster she carried at her thigh and showed it to the girls.
“A pretty good knife. Are you carrying it everywhere?” Claes said amazed.
While looking at the knife she's holding in her hands, Emilie said.“As Etienne told me 'You should always carry it with you'. Thats what I am doing. I just follow his words.” to explain her reasons for it.
“I think there is no place as safety as this.” Henrietta announced, “But I never would say any word against my handler. When he's saying it, then I do it.”
“You're just the loving pet of José.” Claes treated Henrietta.
The red getting Henrietta stand up, “No! That's not right.” she shouted to defense herself.
Claes shook her head, “It is, Henrietta. It is.” she said to treat her again.
Triela laughed, “Don't care about that. That's normal.” she said to Emilie.
Emilie looks skeptical and said “Ah ... Okay...” more than confused.


Please tell me your opinion and critiques about the changes an the writing style.
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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by tremec6speed on Tue 11 Jan 2011 - 4:51

I enjoy your story and interactions a lot!
It'll be cool to read about your fratello in action.
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Post by Schaschanist on Tue 11 Jan 2011 - 8:13

Actually i am writting a chapter somewhere in my storyline. The latest picture is for that chapter.
But ideas for other chapters or scene appearing randomly so i have no finished chapter yet.
But i try to finish the chapter about the picture.

But i dont have the time i want zo have for writing cause im active in various boards and have to work till 5pm.
But i try to do it constantly when i have time.
Hehe, While working i write down the ideas i have so i can do a bit during work.

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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by Schaschanist on Fri 14 Jan 2011 - 18:39

Hey Folks,

I just finished the second chapter of my story.



Chapter 2: Tested Limits

A few days later.
Etienne entered Emilie's room.
She was already woken up but lied the in the bed and just starring at the sky outside the window.
“Hey Emilie,” he started, “how are you today?”
“I'm fine, I was just watching the clouds outside in the sky.” Emilie told, “What are we going to do today?”
Etienne sat down next to Emilie and said “Today you have to meet the doctor. He asked for a meeting with you.”
“What is it why he wants to speak with me?” Emilie stammered frighteningly.
“He just want to talk about you, your body and all that. Don't worry, nothing bad.”

They went to the office of Dr Bianchi. He was and a few other were waiting for them.
“Hello Etienne.” Dr. Bianchi welcomed them, “Hi Emilie, i'm Dr. Bianchi. I'm here to talk a bit with you.”
“Okey, I have to leave now, Emi.” Etienne said at the door and left.
Emilie looked a bit scared, “What? Have I did something wrong?”
“Emilie, keep cool.” Dr. Bianchi gesticulated, “We just want to talk with you and about you, your body and that stuff. And later we do some tests with you.”
Emilie was visibly relieved “Ah ... okay.”
Dr. Bianchi noticed her reaction “Fine. Then please answer all as true as possible.”
”I will answer all questions as true as possible.” She confirmed.
“Lets begin.” Dr. Bianchi started, “Tell me, who are you.”
“I am Emilie, member of the Social Welfare Agency, Section 2, Counter Terrorism Force.” Emilie said straight out.
“Right.” He showed her a picture of Etienne and her old family. “Do you know anyone in this picture?”
“This is Etienne,” She said and pointed on him, “But the others ... I don't know them.”
Wonderful,” Dr. Bianchi was surprised “the conditioning works good ... Well, can you control your whole body?”
Emilie nicked. “Yes, full control.”
“Then try to move your feet, legs, hands and arms this way.” He moved his limbs to show her how.
She repeated the same moves as he did.
Dr. Bianchi was very satisfied. “Great, you learned it very fast to control the prosthetics. How does it feel? Any pains or phantom-pains?”
“Everything is okay. Nothing at all.” Emilie answered.
Dr. Bianchi stood up. “That's good. Now we want to do some tests of your limits. Come over here.”

They went to a running belt. He attached some electrodes to her. “Emilie, I want you run as fast as possible.”
“As fast as possible.” Emilie confirmed.
She began to ran.
The medics were watching the monitors where her vital data was shown.
Dr. Bregonzi watched her vital functions. “Heartbeat looks good, constantly regularity and the rate is in the normal area.”
Dr. Giliani looked on another monitor: “Look at the speed! The latest and modernest artificial limbs are faster than ever.”
Dr. Bianchi smiled a it. “Looks like all is working together very well. The new limbs and the now conditioning are working in perfect harmony with the brain.”
“Now we know the limits of the legs..” Dr Giliani said, “We should go on with the arms and shoulders.”
“Right.” Dr. Bianchi said to Dr. Giliani.
“Emilie, please stop running.” He ordered Emilie.
Emilie stopped immediately. “What is it?”
“We want to test the limits of your strength.” Dr. Bianchi pointed on two plates and a handle grip . “Pull the grip as hard as you can.”
“Pull as hard as possible.” Emilie confirmed.

She began start pulling.
“The strength is increasing” Dr. Giliani said, “100 kilo ... 200 kilo ... 300 kilo ... 400 kilo ... 500 kilo..”
But then suddenly a 'knack' sounded around the room and Emilie stopped.
“Dislocation of the shoulder joint at 586 kilo. “ Dr Giliani said.
Dr. Bianchi was surprised. “Stronger than expected.”
“The power-output is nearly linear. “ Dr. Giliani began. “I think this is not the limit of the muscular tissue. But the joints are limiting the strength at all.”
“That's right.” Bianchi agreed. “But the new construction used in her is stronger than before.”
He turned his view to Emilie. She was holding her shoulder.
“Everything okay with you? Does it hurt?” He asked.
“ No, just a very little bit. It feels a bit uncomfortable.” Emilie answered a bit stressed and sweating.
“Okay, thanks Emilie. We are done with the tests..” Dr. Bianchi praised her. “Go to the hospital. They will repair your shoulder.”

They bandaged her arm provisionally and she went out.
Outside Etienne was already waiting.
He put his hand her shoulder. “Hey Emi. I saw you through the mirror.”
Emilie was unsure. “Have I did it well? Are you satisfied with me?” She hopefully asked .
“Yes, I', proud of you. That was great.” Etienne said.
Emilie looked down and worried. “But my shoulder has broken...”
He tried to brighten her up. “Emi, you have done everything you had to. This was a test of your limits and they are higher than expected.”
Emilie looked up into his eyes. “So you are satisfied with me?”
Etienne hugged her. “I am always satisfied with you, no matter what you do.”He smiled on her. “Lets go to the hospital. Your shoulder must be fixed.”

They went to the hospital and her shoulder was fixed quick.
She woke up of the medication and saw Etienne sitting next to her. “Hey Etienne, They have repaired me, right?
“Yes. How are you feeling right now?” Etienne asked worriedly.
Emilie rubbed her eyes. “I'm a bit dizzy cause of the medication. I did not know that I am that strong.”
Etienne padded her head. And smiled.

A bit later.
Emilie has been released from the hospital and went at her room.
Henrietta entered the room a moment later.
She welcomed her with a hand sign. “Hi Emilie.”
“Hi Henrietta” Emilie said surprised. “ What are you doing here?”
“Claes told me that you are here.” Henrietta began, ”She was here for short while you were sleeping.” She fold the hands together. “I just wanted to visit you.”
“Thanks for the visit.” Emilie said pleased.
What happened?” Henrietta wanted to know, “Why are you here?
“Nothing bad.” Emilie calmed down, “They just repaired my shoulder. The joint had broken during a test of my strength.”
Henrietta put her hand on Emilie's hand. “Oh, your shoulder.”
“They told me they wanted to know and test the limits of the components I have gotten.” Emilie explained.
“Triela told me, Mr. Hillshire said that you are a prototype for some reasons.” Henrietta clapped the hand together. “But I am happy to see everything is okay with you. Please, come and have a tea with me, Triela and Claes later.”
“Thanks for the invite. I will be there.” Emilie confirmed.

Emilie changed her clothes and walked down to Triela's and Claes' room.
Claes, Triela and Henrietta were talking and drinking cups of tea with her.
“And, When can we see you finally in action?” Triela asked Emilie interested.
“I hope I can go on duty soon. I'm really waiting for it.” Emilie answered.

Henrietta stood up. “Hey Emi. We have a special gift for you.” She put out a box of chocolate and gave her to Emilie.
Triela started to explain. “We thought, cause you're Belgian we should buy you something from Belgium.“
“That are Belgian Chocolate Sea Shell Pralines. They are from Brugges.”Claes added.
Emilie was totally surprised and happy. “What a wonderful present. Thanks a lot. I love chocolate.”
“Something sweet for a really sweet girl. Triela joked.
All girls were laughing together.




It's a little tribute to chapter 6 of the canon, but it explains Emilie's special role in my story.
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Post by Schaschanist on Sat 22 Jan 2011 - 22:24

Hi Folks,

I have rewritten thensecond Chapter in German and writing down the next Chapters conpletely in German.
The third is mostly finished (needs a bit more details and refinement) and i am working on the fourth.

I dont think its very wise to post the text in that language, right?
Then i might have to translate the whole texts from German to English.

Or what do you think?
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Post by Professor Voodoo on Sun 23 Jan 2011 - 10:40

Chapter 2: Tested Limits
Looking good...your style is developing very well.
Emilie looked a bit scared, “What? Have I did something wrong?”
I like how you present Emilie here. She has not proven her value by going out on a mission yet, so she is naturally nervous about everything around her.
“Right.” He showed her a picture of Etienne and her old family. “Do you know anyone in this picture?”
Dr. Bianchi is taking a big risk here...possibly provoking a memory response.
“Everything okay with you? Does it hurt?” He asked.
“ No, just a very little bit. It feels a bit uncomfortable.” Emilie answered a bit stressed and sweating.
It seems to me that she is lying a little, not telling the doctors how much it really hurts because she is still nervous about proving her usefulness.
Emilie has been released from the hospital and went at her room.

Henrietta entered the room a moment later.

What happened?” Henrietta wanted to know, “Why are you here?
I am a bit confused here. Is Emi in a hospital room, or has she returned to her dorm room?
Henrietta stood up. “Hey Emi. We have a special gift for you.” She put out a box of chocolate and gave her to Emilie.
Nice to see her friends supporting Emilie...it should make her a little less nervous about the daily tests.

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Post by Schaschanist on Sun 23 Jan 2011 - 11:10

Professor Voodoo wrote:
Emilie has been released from the hospital and went at her room.

Henrietta entered the room a moment later.

What happened?” Henrietta wanted to know, “Why are you here?

I am a bit confused here. Is Emi in a hospital room, or has she returned to her dorm room?
She went back to her room at the dorm.
I think this passage is not very well and clear written.

Professor Voodoo wrote:
“Right.” He showed her a picture of Etienne and her old family. “Do you know anyone in this picture?”

Dr. Bianchi is taking a big risk here...possibly provoking a memory response.
Emilie is more like a test subject for the agency. So Dr. Bianchi has to take some risks at her.


But: What do you think about the idea to post the text in German? Possible or bad idea?
For me this way is alot more easier.
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Post by Professor Voodoo on Sun 23 Jan 2011 - 11:27

Emilie is more like a test subject for the agency.
Will the Agency try to keep her out of action like Claes? Emilie seems eager to go out in the field and prove herself...that might lead to interesting story conflict.

schaschanist wrote:What do you think about the idea to post the text in German? Possible or bad idea?
I see no harm in doing that, but I fear that only you and a few others would be able to read it.

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Post by ElfenMagix on Mon 14 Feb 2011 - 18:13

You could write in German and shove it through an online translator to do the dirty work.

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Post by Schaschanist on Fri 18 Feb 2011 - 10:35

At the moment i'm working on the chapter i talked about in my OC-Thread, this where Emilie and Etienne are on vacation to spend two weeks of holiday and Emi gets a boyfriend.

I already have finished three pages but i think it will take approximately three or more pages to finish this.

The idea for another chapter (on an earlier point of the story) stands right in the starting-pits.

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Post by Schaschanist on Sat 19 Feb 2011 - 12:23

Well, i am working on the chapter i named 'The Cyborg gets a Boyfriend' in these moments.

I have finished about 7 pages, but i think i have to release it in two or more parts.
It seems this chapter will grow up a bit more than originally estimated cause there are alot of Conversations and Emotions between Emilie and Etienne and between Emilie and Emiliano in this chapter.

I will try to translate the part i have finished, called 'the cyborg gets a boyfriend 1' and hope to release it within the next days.
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Post by Schaschanist on Sun 20 Feb 2011 - 21:07

Hey Folks,

I've finished the translation, hope you understand it, cause I tried to keep some of the sense and Idioms in the text alive.
This is the first part of the the chapter. I named it 'The Cyborg gets a Boyfriend -I-'



The Cyborg gets a Boyfriend -I-

Henrietta, Claes, Triela and Rico were having breakfast in the dining hall as Emilie arrived. „Excuse my little lateness, I had to pack in some few things.”
Triela asked. “Packing? For what?”
“I'm going to left right after the breakfast, having a vacation with Etienne.” Emilie explained. “But I had to pack in my pajama and some little things.”
Claes lift an eyebrow. “It seems you really like this tartaned pajama. Tartans, I don't know...” she said and shook her head.
“Well, I like tartans very much. And I think my design fits good to me and my other clothes.” She began to smile happily. “But I'm happy, one week of vacation with Etienne...”
At the end of the breakfast the girls said goodbye to their belgian sister.
Triela winked. “Have fun and take good care of your Etienne.”
Emilie laughed. “You know me. For emergency I always have a knife in my pocket.”
Waving her hand to the other girls Emilie left the dining hall to go upstairs into her room.

Emilie sat in her room watching the sky outside the window as Etienne went in. “Hey Emilie. Everything packed?”
She pointed at the suitcase behind her. “Yes. Clothes, some books, music-player, and some other little things.”
“Fine. Here, put this ID and student ID. Just for case of an emergency.” He gave his little cyborg-girl the documents.
She had a look on the ID. “ Hmm, 'Emilie Valerie Breaux'. Not 'Emilie Valerie De Laroque'?”
He tried to explain. “No, this time you are my daughter and spend holiday alone with me cause of your passed away mother, if someone should ask.”
Emilie nicked. “I'm your daughter and i'm spending holiday with my father cause my mother passed away. I got it.”
Etienne smirked about Emilie's habit to confirm instructions by repeating. “Okay, then let us go.”

Priscilla was walking upstairs as she met the two suitcases carrying Belgians on their way downstairs. “Hey Etienne, hey Emilie. Where are you going to go?”
Emilie grinned. “I spend holiday with my father.”
The Belgian Handler laughed about what his cyborg-girl said. “We spend one week of vacation. For disguising we are 'Father and Daughter'.”
Priscilla looked at the two. “Then, have fun.” She turned to the girl with the beret next to her. “And for you, Emilie, I wish a lot of fun and good recovering. Enjoy your vacation.”
It wasn't a secret for much people at the agency that Emilie suffered a lot of emotional stress the last time and really needed vacation.
Emilie smiled happily. “I will do that, every day and every minute.”

In Etienne's car (a Skoda Superb) the little cyborg-girl asked her handler about their vacation. “What do you think, did we get a huge double bed or two single beds?”
He was thinking. “For real? I don't know it.”
“Cause we are representing 'father and daughter' two single beds will be the best. That would look to ridiculous, 'father and daughter' together in one bed...” Etienne was astonished about that unusual way of thinking of his girl.

The two Belgians were obtaining their room in this lovely hotel in the heart of the city of Rome. Emilie was putting her clothes into the cabinet. “This is the region where we were some time ago with this Toni. In the near is that Candy-shop, you know?” Etienne was checking some emails on his laptop. “You mean that one where he donated you something?” Emilie stand behind her handler and was looking over his left shoulder next to his head. “Exactly. That one which had belgian sweets.” Emilie thought a second about her statement. “Well, that reminds me that I haven't packed in any candy. Over all the clothes and other things I totally have forgotten that. Perhaps, can we go to buy some candy?”
Etienne was starring on the screen of his laptop and tipped on the keyboard. “Well, I have to do a bit of work here and can not leave at the moment.” Emilie let her head sinking disappointedly on his shoulder. “You know what? You also can go alone.” Emilie embraced her handler. “Thank you. I will take care of myself.”
He ranged of air cause of that strong embracing of his girl. “I don't worry about that. I already know your skills.” He pulled a mobile phone out of his jacket and gave it his little cyborg. “Here, for the case if something should happen. My number is on the short-dial number 5.” She put the phone into the pocket of her skirt. “But Emi, keep yourself out of any trouble and try to don't cause attention, or not more than you already do.” With this Etienne meant Emilie's special clothing style and the fact that she's mostly wearing black, but she knew that he didn't meant it in a negative way. “I will do my best not to cause attention."

At the candy shop she bought some Belgian Chocolate Sea Shells Pralines and a few blocks of Belgian Nougat, her favorite sweets, and some other things and came out carrying a bag in her arms.
Outside the shop she looked around. “Hmm, I never had time before to watch the the region. I'm sure Etienne would not have anything against when I discover the neighborhood a little bit.”

At Same time left the hotel.
Emilie strolled down the street, carrying her bag with sweets in her arms and was enjoying the awesome architecture of the historic inner city of Rome. Then she stopped and stod in front of a huge fountain, the 'Fontana Di Trevi'. She was impressed by this ancient building and let her view waving for some moments around the place. At the right side she noticed a blond boy approximately of her age. It seemed he was watching the black haired cyborg-girl with the characteristically beret, coated with a knee length black skirt, a short-sleeved red blouse and a black vest, with a little smile. She didn't know why but Emilie smiled back to the boy but then she got red and looked away shyly.
Right in this moment Etienne arrived at the place and watched this act of his cyborg-girl from a farer, hided point.
That act of the two teenager happened again several times till the boy decided to walk to the little cyborg-girl. Emilie stood there till he stands next to her. She looked deep into the eyes of the a little bit taller boy but then she got red again and turned her view, the bag in her arms tightly pressing, to the fountain. The blond boy also turned his view to the fountain.
“A wonderful fountain, isn't it?”, he said after a little while of silence.
The little girl got even more red. “Yes, really impressive.”
He turned his view again to the girl with long, silky black hair next to him. “Hi, my name is Emiliano. I have seen you here another time long ago. Who are you, if I can ask?”
She began to cling the bag in her arms tightly. “My name is Emilie.”
He noticed the strains of the cyborg girl.
“I have to leave.” But before he could answer she ran away from the blond boy.
She left him back at the fountain, totally amazed he looked after her. “Cute girl with her beret. Where did she might come from?”
Etienne has watched the whole act from his farer, hided point and was smiling happily. “My little girls seems to fall in love for the first time.”
Meanwhile Emilie ran down the street, but stopped after a some blocks at a corner. The girl lent against a wall, totally unclear about what happened, looked to the sky and sighed. “What was that? It seemed the boy likes me. But somehow I liked him too...”

In the evening both, Etienne and Emilie, were back at the hotel for dinner. The handler noticed that his cyborg ate her meal relatively speechless, but he knew why she behaving like this. “You are so quiet. Is it cause of the boy from today's noon?” Emilie let fall her fork cause of that scare and got pale as chalk. “I- I don't know what you mean!” She was in panic.
“Hey, don't be afraid. I have seen you accidentally.” Emilie looked disappointed about this happening down to her meal. “I'm sorry. Will you report this and punish me?”
Etienne tried to brighten her up. “No, neither nor. You know me, I'm always happy when my little daughter is happy.” But despite the encouraging words she was depressed. “When you like him, then met him. I have nothing against that.” Her oppressions went away with these words of her Handler and thick tears of happiness were rolling down her face.

Next day Emilie and Etienne were enjoying a walk through the inner city. “We have often walked through the city, but this is the first time that I'm really enjoying it.” She looked in the face of her handler. He had to laugh. “For what holidays all can be good for..” Emilie, on that day wearing a really beautiful black dress with red accents to her beret, sighed relieved. “To be honest, I'm really happy about leaving the dorm to simply shut down a few days.” Etienne was wondering about this statement of his girl. “You mean because the girls can be sometimes very strange?”
With this comment she was groaning lightly. “They really are sometimes... But I mean more the fact that still alot of people treating me like a 'thing' or 'machine'. Well, I am a cyborg, but how more often have I to proof them that I'm still, more or less, a 'normal' girl?”
Etienne put his arm around her and pulled her to him. “Hey, for me you are and always will be a human, no matter what others are saying.” Emilie smiled happily as she put her arm around him. “At least one who understands and accepts me.” She closed her eyes. “Etienne, I love you.”
He was deeply touched by these three simple words of his cyborg-girl. I love you, only one time before she said that, when he offered her their history. And Etienne did know that these words are coming straight from Emilie's deepest heart. “Me too, Emilie... I love you too.”

End of part 1



Now I can go on with working on the second half of the chapter 'The Cyborg gets a Boyfriend -II-'
I still have to decide the ending and I also have to fill the gap between the part I already have and the end.
But I am working on it.


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Post by Professor Voodoo on Sun 20 Feb 2011 - 23:13

The Cyborg gets a Boyfriend -I-
Henrietta, Claes, Triela and Rice were having breakfast in the dining hall as Emilie arrived. „Excuse my little lateness, i had to pack in some few things.”
Nice to see the canon girls make a cameo appearance to start things off.
Claes lift an eyebrow. “It seems you really like this tartaned pajama. Tartans, I don't know...” she said and shook her head.
Claes must like plaid/tartan items a little...she has at least one skirt...


She had a look on the ID. “ Hmm, 'Emilie Valerie Breaux'. Not 'Emilie Valerie De Laroque'?”
He tried to explain. “No, this time you are my daughter
I did something similar when my Elio & Marisa fratello went on holiday. Marisa was given a civilian SCUBA certification card with her handler's last name...implying he was her Father. She was thrilled by it.
“Cause we are representing 'father and daughter' two single beds will be the best. That would look to ridiculous, 'father and daughter' together in one bed...” Etienne was astonished about that unusual way of thinking of his girl.
Many cyborgs would favor the one-bed option...even with no feelings of sexuality I'm sure Henrietta would love to curl up with Giuseppe.
The two Belgians were obtaining their room in this lovely hotel in the heart of the city of Rome.
They didn't travel very far.
“Well, that reminds me that I haven't packed in any candy. Over all the clothes and other things i totally have forgotten that. Perhaps, can we go to buy some candy?”
An important part of a cyborg's checklist (Gun, clothing, candy...). This would have been a very short story if she had remembered! So what sort of work is Etienne doing when he should be on vacation?
Right in this moment Etienne arrived at the place and watched this act of his cyborg-girl from a farer, hided point.
This is an interesting line. Did Etienne finish his work & go out looking for Emilie...or is he spying on her to see what she will do with her freedom?
That act of the two teenager happened again several time till the boy decided to walk to the little cyborg-girl. Emilie stood there till he stands next to her. She looked deep into the eyes of the a little bit taller boy but then she got red again and turned her view, the bag in her arms tightly pressing, to the fountain. The blond boy also turned his view to the fountain.
A cute and innocent first meeting, both of them so nervous. I wonder if Emilie's chocolates are going to melt!
Emilie let fall her fork cause of that scare and got pale as chalk. “I-i don't know what you mean!” She was in panic.
“Hey, don't panic.
You used the word "panic" twice in close succession, which feels awkward. Maybe "Hey, don't be afraid." might work better.
Will you report this and punish/discipline me?”
You only need one of the two words here. I know you said Etienne approves of this and trusts Emi but I still think he would be more careful here...as a handler and a father. He would at least want to meet the boy himself I think.
Emilie, on that day wearing a really beautiful black dress with red accents to her beret,
Wearing this for Etienne, or because she hopes to see her boyfriend again?

One small note; when writing I, I've or I'm in Engish it should be a capital letter.

I'm enjoying it so far, and look forward to the next chapter!

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Post by Schaschanist on Mon 21 Feb 2011 - 0:34

Professor Voodoo wrote:
The Cyborg gets a Boyfriend -I-
Claes lift an eyebrow. “It seems you really like this tartaned pajama. Tartans, I don't know...” she said and shook her head.
Claes must like plaid/tartan items a little...she has at least one skirt...
I know, but I think Claes is not the type who really wants to wear tartan or she simply does not like the tartan design as much as Emilie did it with her own design.


“Cause we are representing 'father and daughter' two single beds will be the best. That would look to ridiculous, 'father and daughter' together in one bed...” Etienne was astonished about that unusual way of thinking of his girl.
Many cyborgs would favor the one-bed option...even with no feelings of sexuality I'm sure Henrietta would love to curl up with Giuseppe.
Emilie likes Etienne very much. They already are nestling time by time and she already slept sometimes together with him on his couch in his room at the agency (when they fall asleep by watching a movie or something like this).


The two Belgians were obtaining their room in this lovely hotel in the heart of the city of Rome.
They didn't travel very far.
No, just a simple stay outside for a week to clear their minds.

Emilie let fall her fork cause of that scare and got pale as chalk. “I- I don't know what you mean!” She was in panic.
“Hey, don't panic.
You used the word "panic" twice in close succession, which feels awkward. Maybe "Hey, don't be afraid." might work better.
I will change that.


Emilie, on that day wearing a really beautiful black dress with red accents to her beret,
Wearing this for Etienne, or because she hopes to see her boyfriend again?
It's simply her style and what she had packed in to wear for the days of vacation.

One small note; when writing I, I've or I'm in Engish it should be a capital letter.
Forgive me, I'm not an expert of English grammar.



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Post by Alfisti on Mon 21 Feb 2011 - 5:04

Professor Voodoo wrote:
“Cause we are representing 'father and daughter' two single beds will be the best. That would look to ridiculous, 'father and daughter' together in one bed...” Etienne was astonished about that unusual way of thinking of his girl.
Many cyborgs would favor the one-bed option...even with no feelings of sexuality I'm sure Henrietta would love to curl up with Giuseppe.
One of the reasons that Monty's perfectly happy to travel as Jethro's "niece". Wink

Monty: Quiet you.

The two Belgians were obtaining their room in this lovely hotel in the heart of the city of Rome.
They didn't
travel very far. No a simply stay outside for a week to clear their minds.
Not to mention usefully close if they're needed back at the SWA in a hurry.

schaschanist wrote:“But Emi, keep yourself out of any trouble and try to don't cause attention,
Emi: Don't jump up to third story windows, don't run flat out, don't stab bad-guys in sight of the public... got it.

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Post by Professor Voodoo on Mon 21 Feb 2011 - 8:48

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No a simply stay outside for a week to clear their minds.
Not to mention usefully close if they're needed back at the SWA in a hurry.
Exactly the purpose of taking a vacation far away from work...they can't call you back in a hurry!
Emi: Don't jump up to third story windows, don't run flat out, don't stab bad-guys in sight of the public... got it.
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Post by ElfenMagix on Tue 22 Feb 2011 - 18:08

As cyborgs go, boys are an iffy subject at best. Rico and Emilo is a testament of that. But out in the field, they tend to forget whay boys are and at best or worst put them as Termination Target: No Witneses #9245262... As Jean said all the way in V1, kill any witnesses that may have seen you do your work. (OK, not in those exact words, I dont have my reference material with me.)

Emi's reaction seems to be up to par with the Shy Girl Motif. But being aloof can bring on its own dangers. Sure, boys talk, as do girls, but what is often said is often taken quite wrong.

As for Etienne reaction to all this? That is where I would find the faults. He has a handler knows that Emi is a mega-million (of not billion) Euro construct that he has to take care of and take note of her actions and reactions. If Mission Mode were to fail in Emi (or never activiated, even accidentally), and she runs into a boy during a termination job, what is she going to do, blush and run away? Thats not the point, what is, 'What is Etienne going to do?' He should be questioning her and not, "Wow, my little girl is in love with some boy." As a handler he should know that this is not possible, but there it is- happening. the question is why and he should be questioning it. He has read the Dr. Bianchi's Basic Cyborg Psychology Handbook.... Did he?

How each handler deals with their cyborgs is on them (as per their writer's ability). Like the other's have said, "Great Chapter!" I would too so agree.

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Post by Schaschanist on Tue 22 Feb 2011 - 18:45

ElfenMagix wrote:As for Etienne reaction to all this? That is where I would find the faults. He has a handler knows that Emi is a mega-million (of not billion) Euro construct that he has to take care of and take note of her actions and reactions. If Mission Mode were to fail in Emi (or never activiated, even accidentally), and she runs into a boy during a termination job, what is she going to do, blush and run away? Thats not the point, what is, 'What is Etienne going to do?' He should be questioning her and not, "Wow, my little girl is in love with some boy." As a handler he should know that this is not possible, but there it is- happening. the question is why and he should be questioning it. He has read the Dr. Bianchi's Basic Cyborg Psychology Handbook.... Did he?
Well, i think to talk about this is not the right time. I would say 'wait for the rest', there are some more talks between Emilie and Etienne.
'Holiday-Flirt' is the right keyword here.
But again, Emilie is the daughter of Etienne's best childhood friend and he saw her growing up since she was a baby. This is the reason why he treats her like his daughter against the fact she is a cyborg (and property of the agency). But this is in their free time.
In work they are (mostly) following the rules.

ElfenMagix wrote:How each handler deals with their cyborgs is on them (as per their writer's ability). Like the other's have said, "Great Chapter!" I would too so agree.
Thanks, I'm working on the second part to finish this chapter.
I think in the next chapter i will pick up some of the discussed ideas for this case with Emiliano.


Oh, and i forgot. I have the biggest part of another chapter, with Emilie and Etienne and again alot of emotions.
this one is at an earlier point, the point where she was injured heavily and asked him about her and their history.
I think this is also very important to understand the relationship between them.
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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by Schaschanist on Fri 25 Mar 2011 - 8:22

About a month has passed meanwhile and si I want to give a little Update.

Right now I have the basics of a few chapters written down on paper.
The chapters are playing at various points of time in my storyline of "GSG: New Ways" but I will release then as soon as possible in the order of which I finish at first.
So forgive me when they are not in chronological order but I'm a bit busy with other work and projects and I'm also a bit lazy and can not kick my ass to get them finished.


Maybe, if I found the motivation, i will draw a little timeline and highlight the actual chapter to make clear where it is in the timeline.

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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by Schaschanist on Thu 7 Apr 2011 - 7:21

Hey folks,

after a lot of hard work i finally finished the next chapter about Emilie.



Suffering from Nightmares & Realizing the Need of Help


Emilie and Etienne were in a house that should be a padanian hideout after the information they gave the two Belgians.
Both went down the floor quietly. Emilie stopped at a door. “Sounds like they are in there.”
Etienne whispers. “Enter at my sign.”
Emilie nodded. “Enter at your sign. I got it.” She unlocked her gun, this time the P90. “I'm ready.”
Etienne formed a fist. “Now!” He kicked the door, both entered the room.
The two directly tapped into a Trap cause there only was a television inside the room.
Emilie suddenly shouted loud. “Bomb!” The counter of the bomb under the television counted down, Emilie pushed her handler with full power outside the door-frame but in this moment the bomb detonated.
She tried to cover her face with her arms but was thrown by the force of the shockwave of the explosion across the entire room into a wall. After the smoke and dust had disappeared Etienne stood up and had only a few little scratches. He entered the totally ruined room to look for his girl. “Emilie!” He saw his Cyborg laying on the ground, bleeding and heavily wounded but alive.
“Etienne, I can not move my Arms!” Emilie tried to get up but Etienne stopped her. “Stay there, I call for help.”



Back at the agency Etienne had a talk with Chief Lorenzo about the failed mission. “The mission was judged to fail from the beginning. They have known that we will come and we directly tapped into their Trap.” Etienne swallowed as he had to think about his Cyborg and tried to cover his pain.
The Chief noticed noticed his reactions. “Emilie sacrificed herself to protect your life, right?”
Etienne clenched his hands to fists. “She protected my life...” The man was totally down with his nerves and couldn't watch any longer how the doctors replaced the destroyed limbs and repaired his little girl. “...but to which cost?”
After the doctors finished the reconstruction of the little black haired girl Etienne persuaded himself to wait next to the bed till she wakes up.
A whole while had past till she finally woke up. “Etienne?” She looked sleep-drunken to her handler. “Are you okay?”
He stroked Emilie through her silky black hair. “Thank to you I have nothing. And you've been repaired too.”
Emilie suddenly cried out loud. “I don't want to be a cyborg!”
Etienne was shocked about that outbreak of totally unusual emotions. “Emilie?”

At the other side of the mirror the doctors observed the happening.
Dr. Bianchi was impressed. “What was that?”
Brooding about the reconstruction Dr. Belisario answered. “Possibly a side effect of the new medication. She received a lot of it.”
Dr. Bianchi noticed this on his board. “Possible. I will have a look on that.”



A week had past and Dr. Bianchi had asked for an audience with Emilie. She had a terrible week, she often was laying awake the nights and appeared tired.
Dr. Bianchi noticed her condition. “Emilie, you're appearing tired today. You haven't slept well, right?”
Emilie looked down to her hands, starring on her black varnished fingernails. “I often have laid awake in the bed this week and haven't got much sleep...These nightmare are keeping me awake.”
“Could you explain the content of your nightmares? Tell me all the truth.” He pulled out his clipboard.
Emilie breathed deeply and stammered full of fear. “T-They are about me in various situations but I'm always laying somewhere and getting amputated, disassembled and dissected or I'm laying somewhere and just can not move my body....”
“Sounds pretty weird.” Bianchi commented by making a notice.
Suddenly Emilie started to cry. “I wish they would end!!!” She put a hand to her forehead. “I can not sleep, can not get any clear thought, my head is hurting.”
Dr. Bianchi noticed her reaction with another note. “I guess, it's like a thunder in your head.”
“Kind of...” She suddenly closed her eyes, felt down from the chair and hit the ground.
The doctor helped her up. “What's up with you?”
Emilie rubbed her head. “Sorry, it seemed I have fallen asleep.”
Dr. Bianchi had put away his clipboard. “I think we should end our session here.”
“You don't want to recondition me like you did with Henrietta?” Emilie was frightening by considering what happened to her lately.
Bianchi.“No, we don't. But we take you off duty for a while.”
Emilie suddenly shivered and stammered. “N-No... P-Please!”
The doctor was surprised by Emilie's outbreak of fear. “Emilie, it's only to your own protection.” He looked on his wristwatch. “Okay, Emilie. I think this is enough for today. You can return to your room if you want to.”

Outside Dr. Bianchi's office Etienne already waited for his little girl. Instead of being happy to see her handler Emilie only looked down. “I feel I've done something wrong...”
Etienne embraced her immediately. “No, you've done everything right.”
Dr. Bianchi interrupted them. “Etienne, can I talk with you, please?”
“Yes.” He looked to his still tired looking girl. “Emilie, go to your room and try to get some sleep. You're looking tired.”
“Go and get some sleep. I got it.” Emilie left after her characteristically kind of confirming Etienne's orders with slow shuffling steps.

Inside the office Dr. Bianchi asked the Belgian Handler. “Do you know why dissections, amputations or laying somewhere are always part of each of Emilie's nightmares? Could you explain why?”
“I'm not sure. Maybe introduced by the explosion she survived last week. Hmm, amputations or to lay somewhere...” Etienne thought a second. “She survived the gas pipe explosion that killed her family and ruined their house. The doctors told me she lay long time in the ruins of the building, they had to amputate her legs while she was fully conscious to get her out of there. This could be the reason for that.“
Dr. Bianchi. “Ah, now I understand. Her nightmares are a combination of her deepest fears.”
“Poor Emilie. It makes me really sad to see her in such a horrible condition.” Etienne swallowed down his anger about the happenings a week ago and their effects.
“Emilie's emotions are really unstable, a simple comment and they break out. Right now she's a threat for everyone and especially for herself.” Dr. Bianchi sighted. “Etienne, take good care of her. We take you two off duty for a while.”
Etienne nicked. “I understand.”



In the evening Etienne entered the room of his cyborg. Emilie was lying on her bed in the moonlight of the full moon outside, sadly staring at the ceiling above her but sat up as she noticed her handler.
He stroked Emilie through her black hair, something he always did as a friendly comforting gesture especially in her actual condition. “Have you slept a bit? You're still looking tired.”
Emilie rubbed her eyes. “ I haven't found much sleep....”
“Look.” He pointed at the sky outside the window. “What a beautiful night, the stars and the full moon which shines to bright tonight. I hope you can find some sleep at least for this night.”
A single tear rolled down her cheek. “I''m hoping that too.”
Etienne noticed this was the best chance to give his girl his special gift. “Here Emilie, this is for you.” He took out a small stuffed penguin and gave it to his little girl. “His name is 'Tux'. He is there for you if I'm not available to comfort your pains.”
Emilie looked skeptically on the small penguin.
He lifted an eyebrow. “You don't like it?”
She was still staring on the penguin in her hands. “I do like it, somehow...”
He tried to explain his reason for this gift.. “I thought it would be a nice present to brighten you up a bit.”
The little Cyborg was unsure about what she should feel. “Thank you...”
Happily the handler hugged his cyborg. “Then have fun with your new friend. You can talk with him about everything and offer him your secrets.”
Emilie moaned quietly, she wasn't very happy about such a in her opinion childish present.

After Etienne left the room a bit later she laid on the bed. Laying on her stomach she observed the little stuffed penguin and talked with him. “So you are 'Tux'?”
She nudged the small penguin on it's head. “I don't know how you could help me....” Suddenly Emilie picked the penguin up. “What am I doing here? I'm talking to a stuffed animal. I guess Etienne meant it nice but I'm not a little child even not in my worse condition...”

In the middle of this night Emilie woke up again cause of another horrible nightmare. Cold sweated the little cyborg sat up and reminded the words of her handler. She stood up, went upstairs and down the dark corridor in this silent night. Holding her little penguin in the hand and knocked on the door of her handlers room.
“Come in.” The voice of the Belgian handler sounded through the door.
Emilie opened the door hesitated. “Etienne...”
“What are you doing here this late?” He was concerned about what brought his girl this late up to his room.
Emilie, standing there in her red tartan pajama, looked down to her feet. “I had another horrible nightmare. Can I...” She stopped for a second, felt embarrassed. “Can I sleep here this night?”
“Of course, you can. You only need to ask.” Etienne would do everything to help her, even if it would be necessary to lay next to his Cyborg-Girl all the night long to comfort her pains.
Emilie crawled under the blanket, laid there on the side, facing Etienne. “Thank you...” Immediately she closed her eyes and tried to sleep.
Noticing that she had brought his little gift 'Tux' with her he was talking in his mind. “She's embracing the little penguin, nice to see.”

At the next morning Priscilla knocked the door and entered the room. “Etienne, I've got the Information you wanted about her.” She saw little Emilie sleeping next to her handler. “Aww, she's such a cute, innocent looking girl holding that little penguin in her hands with black varnished fingernails.”
Etienne was watching Emilie peacefully sleeping and slowly breathing next to him and tried quietly whispering to excuse that. “She had a horrible nightmare again and came to me in the night.”



Some days later the speech of the head of public safety about the attack of the nuclear power plant sounded through the whole SWA Dormitory Complex.
Emilie was listening carefully till the voice from the speakers stopped. “Wow, that was epic.”
She jumped up and wanted to go to the locker room and put on her combat outfit on.
Jean stopped her before she could enter the room where the others girls and handlers were putting on their combat clothes. “No, you not! You have to stay here! You're a threat for all in your actual condition!”
Emilie's world broke into pieces and she was shocked. “Why? Have I done something wrong?”
Jean turned around. “I don't discuss it with you! We decided it and you have to accept it.” He left the little black haired cyborg standing in front of the door.

Emilie was totally stunned and went upstairs to her room considering about Jean's words. She laid on her bed and starred at the ceiling above her. After a little while she looked out of the window and saw the others hopping into the vehicles and driving away. Suddenly Emilie started to cry horribly and laid crooked on the side in fetal position holding her penguin in her hands and pressing it hard to her chest. She cried and cried till she felt asleep after a while.



Half an hour later she woke up and looked around. “Was it just a bad dream?” She stood up and left her room to see the other girls but as she entered Henrietta's and Rico's room she saw none of them. “Then it wasn't just a dream...” Emilie sunk down on her knees, with the hands on her face she started to cry again. A whole time she sat there on the ground without being noticed by anyone, most of the people had went to the battle at the Power Plant.
After a while Etienne appeared. He was knocking at the door of Emilie's room as he heard a voice crying quietly in the near. “Who's that?” He decided to look after the voice.
After the corner he found his little girl crying on the ground of the hallway. “Emilie.”
He sat down next to her and put his arm around her as she didn't stopped crying. “What's wrong? Why are you crying?“
Emilie sniffed and rubbed away the tears which rolled down her face. “I'm useless! They decided I'm incapable of going onto this mission. I'm an absolutely useless piece of technology!“
Etienne shook his girl but as she didn't responded he gave her a slap. Immediately she stopped crying loud and looked at him with widely opened eyes.
“Don't say such stupid things!“ It was the first time ever he slapped his girl but then he embraced her. “I'm really sorry that I had to do this, forgive me Emilie. But you're not useless. You're the best assassin and knife fighter I've ever seen. And you're also the best daughter in the world!“
Emilie was still in a sad mood. “Why they don't send us then?“
Etienne. „Look at your situation. Your emotions are twisting around and you have no control about them. You have those nightmares and suffer alot from them. It all makes you a high risk for the whole team, the mission and especially for yourself.“ He wished away tears from her cheeks. “It makes me sad to see you crying, Emilie.”



Emilie walked down the stairs lost into deep thoughts and didn't noticed that there was another girl calling her. “Hey Emilie.” It was Claes carrying a book on her way up to her room.. “Emilie, can you hear me?” She turned around and followed the non responding Belgian. “Emilie!” She tipped her shoulder.
Emilie suddenly screamed loud surprised as she returned back from her thoughts.
“Hey, it's just me.” Claes tried to calm down. “What's wrong with you?”
Emilie was down. “Sorry, I was in thoughts....”
“I see.” Claes shook her head and turned around. “Follow me, we can talk in my room. Or would you like it better in your room?”
Emilie looked down to her feet. “Mine is a bit too empty...”

The two cyborgs went upstairs to Claes room. Emilie sat down to but fall back and laid on the ground starring at the ceiling.
Claes noticed that. “What wrong with you? You're behaving strange lately and now you didn't notice me at the stairs.”
Suddenly Emilie started to cry. “I'm useless! Since I survived the explosion my emotions are twisting around and even more worse are these horrible nightmares. I never had one before but now they're keeping me awake the whole night.”
Claes went to the cupboard and was looking through her books. “What is it with your nightmares? What they are about?”
Emilie tried to dry her tears. “Really horrible things happen to me in them. I'm always getting disassembled and dissected while I'm fully conscious or lying somewhere and can not move my limbs or entire body.”
Claes. “You should talk with Dr. Bianchi about that.”
Emilie started to cry again. “I have! But they decided to set me off duty! Etienne said cause of my unstable emotions and thoughts I'm more a big risk for everyone than a help!”
Claes added a comment. “Plus you are not trained for such situations like the others.”
Emilie turned around and cried into the carpet. “Thank you for kicking me already laying on the ground and salting my wounds!”
Claes shook her head and turned back to the cupboard. “You always have been a relatively matured girl. We haven't met as often as you did with the others but for me it seemed so. But now you really suffer from these unknown experiences and feelings.” After a little while she sat down on the chair next to Emilie. “You should ask your Etienne to help you. It seemed he is a really nice guy and treats you like his daughter.”
Emilie looked up and suddenly shivered as she heard the name of her Handler, she had reminded Etienne's words “Please, don't talk about him.... I disappointed him....”
“Then I can not help you.” Claes shook her head but looked a second later on her bookshelves. “I only can offer you to take a book for reading or come to my garden to get your mind off to other thoughts.”



The others had came back. Triela lost a leg and a arm, Henrietta was wounded, the Handlers had a lot of scratches, Jose held a wound in his lower body.
Emilie walked through the hallway again in thoughts as she noticed the open door of Henrietta's and Rico's room . “Rico? Where are the others?”
Happy to see her Rico told where the others had been. “Henrietta has been wounded and Triela lost a leg and a arm. Both are away for repairing.”
Emilie started to cry. “I really wanted to go with you, but they hadn't let me... I'm sure, if I had been there you wouldn't had been wounded that much!”
Emilie ran away into her room, thrown herself onto the bed and cried into her pillow. In her frustration she had thrown 'Tux' to the door and the small stuffed penguin laid on the ground.
Rico entered the room hesitated. “Emilie?”
Emilie shouted into her pillow. “Go away. Leave me alone!”
Rico looked down and picked up the small stuffed penguin. “Look what you've done to Tux...”
Emilie turned around. “Oh no....” The black haired cyborg realized what she had done to the present of her handler and grabbed the small penguin.
Rico was thinking how she could comfort Emilie's pains. “Would it help you a bit when I stay here?”
Emilie pressed her penguin to her chest. “I want to be alone...”
“If you want near to someone, you know where you can find me.” Emilie's condition and her reactions had made Rico a bit sad but she understood the black haired cyborg and with a last view on Emilie hugging Tux she left her alone.



Later in the night Etienne silently entered the room of his girl, but she laid there awake and starred at the ceiling as she noticed the light coming from the opened door. “Etienne? What are you doing here?”
Next to her he sat down, noticing the little penguin laying on the ground next to the bed he picked it up. “Tux? Why is he laying on the ground?” Etienne was a bit disappointed that his gift had laid on the ground.
Suddenly the little girl grabbed the penguin and pressed it to her chest. “Tux....”
Etienne smiled happily about her reaction.
Emilie always thought she acted older and more matured, but since the explosion she hadn't noticed that she really needed help in her condition, the treatment of a younger girl. These friendly gestures, the nearness of her handler and also the small stuffed penguin called 'Tux'. But that had changed....
“Etienne, ...” Thick tears rolled down the pale skin of her cheeks. “... I really need help.”


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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by st_frantic on Thu 7 Apr 2011 - 10:19

Well done. Great chapter cheers head bang
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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by Kiskaloo on Thu 7 Apr 2011 - 23:27

Very powerful. Good

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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by Professor Voodoo on Fri 8 Apr 2011 - 0:29

Your story is progressing nicely, and the characters are improving...turning into more complete "people."
Emilie suddenly cried out loud. “I don't want to be a cyborg!”
That's an ironic time for her to say that...considering she's just been repaired from injuries that would have killed a non-cyborg. Your timing shows how deeply the mental stress has effected Emilie.
Emilie moaned quietly, she wasn't very happy about such a in her opinion childish present.
An awkward beginning, but the stuffed penguin does quickly become important to her.
Jean stopped her before she could enter the room where the others girls and handlers were putting on their combat clothes. “No, you not! You have to stay here! You're a threat for all in your actual condition!”
I know Em & Et don't like Jean much, but here he shows a great deal of wisdom & restraint by holding her out of the action.
Something that might also have worked; what if Etienne did leave to go to the battle...but Emilie still had to stay behind? She would really experience intense feelings of anxiety & uselessness if she could not be there to protect her handler.
Emilie always thought she acted older and more matured, but since the explosion she hadn't noticed that she really needed help in her condition, the treatment of a younger girl.
A good closing passage...we see that Emilie has been resisting help because she feels an obligation to act like she doesn't need it.

Looking good Schas...looking forward to more!

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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by Schaschanist on Fri 8 Apr 2011 - 3:36

Thanks Mates,

It was alot of work, hard work, to feel into the roles of the canon characters in Emilie's special situation.

And a little spoiler to the next chapter:
Spoiler:
In the next chapter Emiliano will have his next appearance.
He will try to brighten up the (cyborg-)girl he loves, he don't like to see her that 'down'.
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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by Professor Voodoo on Fri 8 Apr 2011 - 3:44

schaschanist wrote:
Spoiler:
In the next chapter Emiliano will have his next appearance.
He will try to brighten up the (cyborg-)girl he loves, he don't like to see her that 'down'.
Reply to the spoiler...
Spoiler:
A few of us (myself being one) thought it was odd that Et & Em took their vacation in Rome, so close to their SWA home. You've proven that it was a good move though...as it allows Emiliano to be a recurring character. That would be difficult if he lived hundreds of kilometers away!

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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by Schaschanist on Fri 17 Jun 2011 - 18:43

It has taken a long, very long time but finally I'd managed to finish the next chapter.


Père Etienne et Amis de Cyborg

Emilie and Etienne were outside in the city of Rome on a little trip.
Suddenly the happy voice of a boy sounded across the place of the Fontana Di Trevi. “Hey Emilie.”
Emilie turned around and saw the blond boy she already met several times at this place. “Hey, Emiliano...” Emilie wasn't very happy about to see him in her still bad condition.
“Nice to meet you again at this place.” Emiliano embraced the cyborg. “Haven't seen you for weeks, too long time.”
Emilie tried to lie as best as possible. “Sorry, I was busy for a while. I don't want to talk about that...”
Etienne drew back and let the two teens talking but Emilie suited in a black dress today noticed this reaction. “Could we two leave for a walk?”
Etienne was grinning. “Of course. Do whatever you want.”

The two teens left the handler of the cyborg-girl alone and were walking slowly away.
Emiliano was happy to see the girl he loves after this long while. “I'm really happy to have you next to me.”
Only for him Emilie tried hard masking herself to appear happy. “I'm happy too.”
Emiliano noticed the poor try of her masquerading. “What's wrong? What are you hiding?”
“I'm sorry...” Emilie breathed in and offered him the truth after a short moment of silence. “I just didn't wanted you to see me in this condition. Since some weeks I have horrible nightmares, and they're keeping me awake the nights.”
The blond boy was concerned about what made the girl he loves this down. “Nightmares? What they are about?”
“In most of them I get dissected while I'm fully conscious. Or I lay somewhere and can not move my body.”
“You don't have to be embarrassed about that.” Emiliano put his arm without hesitation around Emilie. “Let's try to brighten you up a bit.”
Emilie looked a bit confused and suspicious. “What do you want?” She was a bit reserved about his statement.
Emiliano stopped, grabbed and clung Emilie and looked deep into her eyes. “Emilie, I really love you so much.” He gave the girl a long, soft and gently kiss on her cheek.
Surprised about that kiss she got red. “Emiliano...” She was still unsure what she should feel but realized her already existing feelings for him. “Thank you.”
“Hey, you don't need to thank me. I would do everything to brighten you up.” The blond boy took the hand of his beloved girl “Hey, let's get some ice cream.”
Hand in hand the two strolled down the street to a café called 'de Pellegrin' in the near.

Both teens were eating ice cream in this little café as Emiliano suddenly wanted to tell Emilie something. “Some time ago I saw a comic and the main character immediately reminded me of you, Emilie”
Distraught and confused Emilie looked to her friend. “I'm looking like a comic character?”
Emiliano laughed and tried to explain. “No, the other way around. The character is named 'Emily the Strange' and she looks similar to you. You should look for that in a bookstore.”
“A comic character looking similar to me?” Emilie shook her head a bit clueless. “There are things I never will understand.”
Emiliano smiled again. “I love your exotic look. Black fits you really well. It gives you a positively 'strange' appearing in opposite to your fine and shy kind.”
Emilie got red again and looked down to her bowl of ice cream. “Thank you...”
The friendly blond boy stroked gently the cheek of still uncomfortably feeling Emilie while he held her hand in hope that she felt better.

Emiliano always was very friendly to Emilie and really loved her since their first meeting at the Fontana Di Trevi. But he also was still remembering the words the belgian handler and Emilie's 'father' Etienne told him once after their first meeting. He made the boy clear that he would better not hurt the girl or bad things would happen, but it was a bit unnecessary to mention that, Emiliano never would hurt or leave Emilie, no matter what would happen.

He was still stroking the cheek of his beloved but uncomfortable feeling girl and looked concerned into her blue eyes. “Do you feel a bit better now, Emilie?”
She got more red. “A little bit....”



In this night Emilie had another horrible nightmare in which she was laying in a surgery room. The doctors had started an autopsy on her and begun dissecting her body and disassembled her legs. With a widely opened chest and ribcage she looked totally scared and afraid at her exposed beating artificial heart. She screamed loudly laying motionless on the table but the doctors ignored the screams of the scared girl and went on disassembling and dissecting her.
She woke up totally scared, shocked and bathed in sweat. She looked on the stuffed penguin on her right, grabbed it and start crying. A moment later she went upstairs and knocked at the door of her handlers room.
“Come in.” The voice of the belgian man sounded through the door.
The little black haired girl went in and stood in her red pajama lightly shivering in front of her handler. “Etienne, ...” She frighteningly pressed the penguin in her arm tight to her chest. “...Can I sleep here this night?”
“A nightmare again?” Etienne offered her the place next to him under the blanket.
The cyborg-girl crawled under the blanket and looked into the eyes of her handler as she started whining and tears rolled down from her eyes. “Yes, another nightmare... even more horrible than before.”
Etienne wiped away the tears from her pale cheeks. “Poor Emilie.” With a soft kiss on her forehead he pulled his 'daughter' closer to him. “Theses nightmares, they're ruining the girl I love so much.”
Emilie looked up, with her lovely blue eyes full of tears directly into the the eyes of her handler. “Père (Daddy) Etienne ...”
Etienne smiled happily about this last statement of his cyborg. “Ma Fille (my daughter) Emilie.”
Till that day he was always a very nice handler for her but in this moment she finally had accepted her always friendly, nice and helping handler as her 'father-figure'.



In the evening of the next day Rico, Henrietta, Triela, Claes and Emilie were sitting in Emilie's room, all suited in pajamas or other sleep-wear.
Emi sat on the ground, was cuddling her penguin Tux and still looked tired, uncomfortable and powerless like the rest of the whole day.
Triela watched the expression in Emi's face and how Emi sat there more quiet than usual. “Whats wrong with you?” Triela leaned down to the black haired girl with the penguin, lowered her voice and whispered into her ear. “Menstrual problems, perhaps?”
She shook her head without any comment and just stared on her feet.
After a moment Henrietta asked hesitated. “Is it cause of your nightmares?”
Emilie confirmed with simply nodding.
Rico was interested in Emilie's nightmares. “What is it with these nightmares which are keeping you awake?”
Triela sat up, leaned forward and supported her head with the hands. “Yeah, tell us what's keeping our sister awake all the nights.”
Emilie was still staring at her feet as she started to give an answer. “My nightmares are really horrible. In most of them really bad things happen to me. They are often about dissections, and in most of them they amputate my legs while I'm fully conscious and loudly screaming.”
Henrietta slung an arm frightened around her best friend Rico. “Scary. And you're really laying awake the rest of the night?”
“Yes.” She had answered with a very silent voice.
Suddenly Rico threw in. “I had a nightmare time ago. I woke up in a hospital bed, my arms and legs just had disappeared and Jean was calling for me.”
Emi pressed her penguin tighter to her chest, swallowed, rung with herself to speak about something very personal “I really fear dissections and amputations ... and even more considering that they replaced a huge part of my body after this explosion.” Emilie finally had revealed her deepest fear to her sisters. “I'm really scared by my nightmares...”
Claes hadn't waited long to say her opinion. “They are just nightmares and not real so there is no reason to be scared, even if they are showing your fears.”
Emi started to cry and pressed her stuffed penguin to her cheek. “You don't understand my situation...”
Triela had sat down on the bed and next to Emilie, put her hand on Emilie's shoulder to comfort her. “We try to do, Emi.”
Rico asked a bit hesitated a bit sad about Emi's situation. “And what is with Etienne?”
“He tries best to comfort me. Last night I woke up from another horrible nightmare, went upstairs to his room and asked if I could sleep there. He offered me place in the bed and I have slept the rest of the night next to him.” A very light and hidden smile appeared for a short moment on her face. “He's treating me like a real daughter....”
Henrietta got a bit jealous. “You really can be happy to have such a nice handler, Emi.”
The belgian cyborg sighed. “Père Etienne, that's how I have called him this night ...” She looked down to her feet again and cuddled Tux.

Some time later the girls were talking about various things and stuff. In their quite active discussion none of the other girls had noticed that Emilie had fallen asleep how she was sitting there leaning at the bed and cuddling her stuffed pet Tux.
Triela laughed silently as she noticed Emilie sleeping. “She's really a tired one lately.”
“I think you would react the same way with the amount of sleep she's getting.” Claes stood up an went over and with the door handle in the hand she spoke with a lowered voice to the others. “I think this is the right time to leave Emi alone and let her sleep.”
“Right, but not there on the ground.” Triela grabbed sleeping Emilie from the ground and laid her down in her bed.
“Sleep well, Emi. Hopefully at least this night without nightmares.” Rico had whispered before the girls left the room and sleeping Emilie alone.



Emilie walked through the floors and hallways, just looking around what happened and considered the words of the girls from yesterday evening. Near the music room she stopped and rest for a little while lost in thoughts.
Suddenly a friendly voice brought her back from her thoughts. “Hello Emilie. What are you doing?”
She answered a bit confused as she realized it was Priscilla who talked to her. “Oh Priscilla. Sorry, I was just thinking about some things.”
Priscilla was concerned about Emilie's condition. “Not any improvement?”
“Not really. The others tried to help me, but without any effect.” Closely followed by Priscilla Emilie went to the music room, sat down, started to play Piano and sung to the melody.
Priscilla watched the fingers of the little girl flying above the keys. “I like your blacks varnished fingernails, Emi. They're suiting you really well.”
That little black haired girl stopped singing but still played. “I'm happy with simple black. Somehow I dislike bright colors. ”
Priscilla listened to the music Emilie played and was impressed. “You're really an awesome little girl.”
Suddenly Emilie stopped playing, smashed her head on the keyboard and starts crying. “I'm not awesome! I'm a shame, not capable of going on missions, a psychic wrack.”
Priscilla wrapped her arm around the little girl with it's head on the keys of the piano. “Emilie, it's not your fault.” She looked on Emilie's black dress with red accents she wore that day. “We do some shopping to clear your mind.”

Priscilla and Emilie went to the city of Rome to go shopping. They bought a few more beautiful dresses, outfits and some new Mary-Janes for the small black haired girl with her characteristic beret.
The little cyborg-girl stopped at a local book store and both looked for some books. Emilie observed the shop and the persons around her a bit nervously. It was the first time ever Emilie was outside alone with someone without her handler Etienne in the near.
The girl with the characteristic beret stared on the rows of books in this store while Priscilla was strolling through the rows. Suddenly the woman noticed a comic book named 'Emily the Strange', picked it up and showed the cover of the comic to still observing Emilie. "Hey Emilie, she looks like you."
Emilie grabbed the book and stared at the girl presented on the cover. "You're right. She has long black hair and wears a black dress... like me." Remembering the words of her friend Emiliano about this comic a few days ago she looked up with bright eyes to Priscilla. "I want to buy it."
Later they left the book store, Emilie carried a bag with all available issues of 'Emily the Strange' in addition to the bags with clothes and shoes.
Priscilla was amused by that sight. "Emilie with comics about Emily." She padded the head of the girl walking next to her. "You're really unique."
Emilie smiled a bit reserved on their way back to the dorm, partially brightened up by that nice afternoon with Priscilla. “I don't know why I should have deserved so much new stuff...”
Priscilla laughed. “Just take it as a present of a friend.”
But that hadn't been the only reason for Priscilla why she spent the day with the still uncomfortable feeling black haired girl. Emilie reminded her a lot of her beloved Angelica, the girl who died a long time ago, especially since Emilie had this horrible nightmares and unstable emotions.

After the two females had came home from their trip Etienne wanted to visit his cyborg in her room.
Emilie was putting her new stuff into the wardrobe but as she noticed her handler she showed him the new clothes. Etienne. Look what Priscilla bought me.”
“New clothes. Nice.” He noticed the bag with the comic books. “What's that? Comics with a girl that looks like you?”
She fell a bit embarrassed. “Emiliano told me about them a few days ago and Priscilla found them in a book store.”
“Interesting.” He had grabbed the first issue of the comics, lifted the pillow of her bed, put it under it and smiled . “Now it's your 'Secret Stuff', something personal, for your eyes only. Okay?”
Emilie embraced Etienne happily. “Père Etienne....”
He embraced his little girl without any word and just stroked her black hair.

Later on his way back to his own room Etienne met Priscilla. “Thank you Priscilla that you took care of Emilie today. She looks more brightened up than before.”
The nice former police woman wouldn't admitted it so she hided the friendly Belgian man her real reasons. “She's such a cute girl and suffers that much, Emilie really deserved it all in her condition.”
Etienne. “You're really a friend, Pris.”

Back in her office Olga talked with Priscilla about that afternoon. “So, how was it to spend the day with Emilie?”
“It was very nice.” Priscilla supported her head with her hand and looked into the air. “I bought a lot new clothes for Emilie. She is really a cute wonderful girl.”
Olga noticed that Pris had drifted away. “What is the real reason? I can feel there is more behind that than just her cuteness.”
Priscilla returned and sat up. “You remember our lovely Angelica?”
Olga nodded simply as answering gesture.
Priscilla's gaze had become shiny. “Emilie reminds me a lot of Angelica. Every time I see Emi I see Angie too.”



A few days later Emilie was tiding up her room as one of the 2nd gens, the blond girl Soni came into Emilie's room. “Hey Emilie, I wanted to ask you something.”
“What is it?” Emilie meanwhile was fluffing her pillow.
Soni suddenly poked her and pointed onto a book under the pillow. “What is that?”
Emilie got nervous and stammered. “I-It's nothing.”
Triela arrived interested in what the blond girl in the door-frame is doing there. “What are you talking about, girls?”
“I-It's nothing, just forget it.” Emilie got more nervous and tried to hide the book with the pillow.
Soni pointed onto the pillow and whispers into Triela's ear. “She's hiding a book that we don't have to see.”
Emilie meanwhile very stressed went to the cupboard to put back Tux to his place on the bed.
In that unwary moment Soni jumped quickly and grabbed the hidden book under the pillow.
The embarrassed black haired girl shouted angry that someone had touched her secret stuff. “Put it back!”
“It's a comic book.” The blond girl showed the cover of the comic to Triela. “It's called 'Emily the Strange'.”
Triela was a bit confused about the character presented on the cover. “She looks a lot like you, Emilie.”
Soni was still holding the comic in her hands. “Where did you get them from?””
“Some days ago I was outside with Priscilla, she found them in a book store and bought them for me.” Emilie was depressed that the girls had seen her 'secret stuff'. “Etienne said I should hide them as my own 'secret stuff' but now you ruined that...”
Soni had put back the comic book under the pillow and padded the shoulder of the still embarrassed feeling Emilie who hadn't been far from start crying. “We have seen nothing, okay?”
“Okay.” Emilie was a bit brightened up, but then she reminded that the blond girl wanted something. “Hey Soni, you came here cause you wanted to ask me something. What was it?”
The blond girl laughed (dumbly). “Sorry, I have forgotten it by this happening...”
She went away, Triela watched her leaving and turned to Emilie. “Don't take it serious. You know we never would do anything bad to you.” The tanned blond cyborg went to Emilie which was sightly a bit relieved, put her hand on the shoulder of the smaller girl and whispered into her ear. “By the way, cool stuff you have there.” With a wink she left the confused looking black haired girl alone in her room.



Some days later the black haired cyborg with the characteristic red bowed beret sat lonely on a bench somewhere on the ground of the SWA compound and was away in deep, deep thoughts, the light breeze of the wind slightly moved the black hair of her ponytail.
Suddenly a friendly and well-known voice brought her back. “Hey Emilie, I've missed you the whole day.”
Emilie hadn't given any respond, just stared at the beginning sunset.
The handler of the young girl, concerned about why she sat there, sat down next to her on this bench in the shadow of a big tree. “What's wrong with you? What are you thinking about the whole day?”
“I thought about the last days and weeks. You all had been so nice to me, you, Emiliano, Priscilla, the other girls, but I'm still unstable and have those horrible nightmares...” The small girl started to cry. “I haven't deserved anything of it.”
Etienne put his arm around Emilie, pulled her closer to him and sighed. “Emilie, whatever may happen, you always will be my lovely daughter and as this I give you everything I can afford.” He wiped away a thick tear that had been rolled down the cheek of the pale girl next to him. Emilie had leaned her head on the shoulder of her handler, wrapped her arm around him and both just watched the sunset of this warm day together without any further words.

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Post by MP5 on Sun 19 Jun 2011 - 15:48

A nice chapter, Schas. Here's hoping Emilie stops beating herself up over everything.

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Post by Schaschanist on Sun 27 Nov 2011 - 18:01

That really took alot time, (I think around half a year... sweat ) but finally I finished the next chapter.

Emi worked out some improvent with her nightmares and emotions, but as a new face appeared, it went even more worse than before...


New face and old problems

More than two months and several weeks had passed by. Emi had worked out some improvement with her nightmare's and her unstable emotions.
Dr. Bianchi had observed the behavior and actions of the black haired cyborg and also had several auditions with her.
He was quite sure in his opinion as he decided to set her on-duty again, at least for a test run, he had no serious doubt against it based on the results of the auditions and observations.


Emi had mixed feeling on that day as the agency had sent her and Etienne onto a mission. They had been sent to infiltrate and take out the hideout which was supposed to be the headquarter of a crime syndicate that kidnapped, abused and murdered children.
Emi and Etienne were there to support Hillshire and Triela. They entered the building, quickly spread out and saved all stairs and escape possibilities.
The two belgians cleared the ground level, only two opponents with guns which quickly had been shot down, they soon arrived the room that was supposed to be the one where the kids were abused and tortured for snuff films.
Etienne kicked the door open and they entered the room aiming for further opponents but the dark, dirty and bloody room was empty except someone which was laying on a table in the middle of the room.
On that table laid a young blond girl, half-dead and in a really terrible condition, bruises and hematoma all over her body, cut wounds, burn marks and she also had recently been amputated. She was delirious as Emi stared at her in complete and utter shock, with widely opened eyes. That young girl looked at the black haired cyborg and mouthed “Help...” before she closed her eyes.
Etienne checked her pulse, luckily she was merely unconscious, but Emi could not take her eyes off the mutilated young blond as her handler took a blanket, wrapped the victim and carried her out of that dirty slaughterhouse. He placed her in custody of the support team. As they left with her in the van, Etienne sighed. “Horrible, that poor girl.”
Hillshire also sighed. “That's why I left Europol, Etienne.”
Triela shook her head as she watched the departing van. Then Etienne finally turned to Emi for the first time since they entered the house and was concerned about her, she was shivering and staring frightfully. “What's wrong with you?”
“I … I d-don't want t-to talk about that.” She lied, stammering and still shivering lightly.
He crouched down to her eye level, facing his little girl closely and looked deep into her frightened blue eyes. “Come on, you can tell me everything.”
Emi cast down her gaze, unable to look at her handler directly into his eyes as she explained it with lowered voice. “That all inside there...” she whispered and pointed with a quivering finger onto the house. “I'm totally scared... It's like my nightmares had become reality..”
Etienne took his obviously frightened and shivering girl and tried to calm her with a comforting embrace. “It's okay, Emi. I'm here.”


Back at the agency Etienne decided to report Emi's reactions to Dr. Bianchi. He was concerned about her reaction and needed an advice what to do. “Dr. Bianchi, I need to talk with you discreetly.”
The psychologist Dr. Bianchi wondered why the Belgian handler wanted to speak personally with him. “Etienne, what is it? I guess it might be about Emilie, right?”
Etienne nodded accordingly and closed carefully the door of the doctors office. “Yes, it's about her. She was horrified when she saw that young girl. It had been like in her nightmares as she told.”
The doctor thought for a second and then told the Belgian man his conclusion based on all the auditions he had with her through the past weeks. “Emilie is quite a sensitive girl since the accident. And i think it was a number too large to confront her with something that is like her nightmares.” He sat down behind his desk, leaned backwards and sighed as he started his explanation. “Since that accident she's a very own case, unique. You cannot compare her with the others, she's alot more sensitive and needs more care and someone to comforting her.”
Etienne sat down in front of the doctors desk, sighed. “Poor Emi...” He looked up and considered the doctors word and also reminds that he was knowing about his treatment to Emi. “Ineed to comfort her.”
The doctor on the other side of the desk lifted his arms and placed his hand on his neck and laughed lightly knowing well that Etienne has always been like a father to Emilie. “It's Christmas, take her on vacation and spent time together. Bring her mind off to other thoughts and let her forget about that.”
“That's really an excellent idea.” He laughed as he proudly made the next following comment about the doctors statement. “And I know the right place for it, her birth-town.”


At the evening of the same day the girls were having a little pajama party to celebrate Emi's first mission after a long while in Claes' and Triela's room.
“We're so proud of you.” Rico smiled, she was more than happy for her sister, that she got back in action, even if she hadn't done much that day.
Emi on the other side wasn't really happy as her mates, despite her improvements she felt strange. “Please, let us talk about something different, okay?”
Claes noticed that Emi wasn't really comfortable with talking about that and changed the topic as Emi wanted. “Alright. Well, it's Christmas in a few days. Is there anything your handlers planned to do with you?”
“I don't know, Etienne just told me to pack some clothes...” Emi said not knowing about Etienne's plan.
The girls talked about the days of Christmas, announced what they would want as presents from their respective handlers and about several further more things, thoughts, ideas, experiences, like they usually do every day.
Emi hadn't been very talkative, only threw in some few words, she just sat there cuddling her stuffed penguin Tux and stared distraught to her feet.
Triela of course noticed that behavior and concerned as she usually was about Emilie, she decided to take the initiative, put her hand on the black haired girl's shoulder and asked her about what would bother her. “Emi, what's up with you?”
“I'm thinking about that scene today, in that house...” Emi replied to the tanned blond girl which was trying to comfort her.
Triela, who already noticed that the scene obviously distraught Emi sat down next to her. “Horrible, right? It reminded me a bit of my own history, what Mario Bossi told me of how Hillshire found me.”
Emi was still looking down to her feet was clinging the stuffed penguin, since she being reminded of her nightmares again she was seeking solace through the stuffed animal that her handler Etienne gave when the nightmare first began. “I'm scared, it was exactly like in my nightmares.”
Triela who always was concerned about Emilie, now slung her arms around the distraught girl and comforted her with a warm embracement like the older sister she indeed was to the young Belgian. “Emi... It's okay, I'm here with you...”


On the next day, the snow had began to fall. Etienne and Emilie were on the highway in his Skoda Superb to drive to their vacation. He still hadn't told her where their destination was and left her guessing to surprise her.
She just sat there next to her handler in the car and stared interested but mute outside the window. Then, after hours of traveling, Emi suddenly turned away from the window and her eyes shined like never before. “Is it true what I read on the sign? Are we in Brugge?”
Etienne smiled as he saw the expression in her face and that shine in her eyes. “Yes, we're in Brugge. I thought it would brighten you up.”
Subconsciously she felt home and was happy as she saw all the brick houses of that old town, because Brugge indeed was Emilie's town of birth, she lived there for years till the family moved away before little child Emilie could join the ground school.

They had vacation in a lovely hotel in the core of the town, with the famous bell tower always in sight. In the evening of their arrival day they laid in the bed side by side, out-powered from the long driving journey. Emilie laid close to her handler in the large bed, staring at him while he stared at the wooden ceiling above them. “I'm scared.”, she said.
Etienne wondered why she made that statement now.
“I still have these pictures in my head.” She added, still staring at her handler beside her. “What will happen to the young girl? Did the agency taken care of her?”
Etienne turned away from the ceiling and now faced his girl next to him. “I don't know, haven't heard much about.”
He embraced her comfortingly as single tear rolled down Emi's face. “Let's forget that at least for our vacation here in Brugge, okay? It's Christmas.”
The young black haired girl cuddled closer towards her handler and sighed silently. Etienne noticed that Emilie was deeply enjoying his near. “Is there anything special you want for Christmas?”
“No” With this word she closed her eyes and smiled happily about being next to her father-like handler. “I'm just happy to have you... Père Etienne.
He smiled satisfied about her statement and watched the girl next to him as she fell asleep peacefully breathing until he also closed his eyes some time later and slept.


They spent a few wonderful days there in the wintry snowed town of Brugge . Etienne had arranged a day trip to a little private chocolate manufactury based on Emi's love for Belgian chocolate. On the old market place in front of the Belfry bell tower they were drinking their daily hot chocolate, the one and the only wish Emi offered on their second day in Brugge.
They visited some of the small museums in the town and some of the famous ancient medieval architecture. Although both were Belgians and Emilie originally was a daughter of that town, they acted like tourist, visiting interesting sights together cause Etienne knew this would not happen again so far. But he noticed that the vacation in Brugge had a positive effect on the young cyborg.
Emilie remained in a excellent mentally condition during these days, no nightmares kept the young cyborg awake as a result of being at her handler's side and of course her delight being in the town she wanted to visit for such a long time.

Their vacation had ended some days after Christmas and they have drove back home to the SWA compound. Back at the complex Dr. Bianchi asked the Belgian handler for a small talk under four eyes.
“Etienne, I have some news for you.”
Etienne wondered why the doctor wanted to talk with him directly. “What is it?”
Dr. Bianchi. “You remember the small girl you saved a week ago? She had been converted into a cyborg.”
Etienne smirked and lifted an eyebrow. “Really?”
Bianchi nodded approvingly. “Yes, and I fear there will be a little conflict with Emilie. I'm afraid she will have some issues cause she already reacted so horribly just by the sight on that mission.”
Etienne was obviously concerned by that statement as the doctor had come a step closer. “Take care of her, Etienne.”


At the same time Emilie was packing back her unused clothes into the drawers and cupboard of her room. She noticed none of the other girl's voices coming from the rooms as usual. “It's quiet today.”
But then suddenly a young voice appeared hesitated coming from the door frame. “H-hello Miss.”
Emi spun around and won't believe her eyes as she realized who she saw there, the girl from the slaughterhouse. “Y-you're that girl.”
The girl in the door frame interrupted Emi's frightened stuttering. “I'm Larissa, the new one.”
She could not take her eyes off the young girl in the door frame but tried to force herself to bring out an answer. “H-hello....” But the sight of the small girl made her feeling uncomfortable as the pictures from before Christmas were back in her mind like they never have been gone and so she escaped running out of the room.

Larissa wasn't really sure if it was her fault and looked with a asking expression in her face behind the girl running. “Did I do something wrong?”, she asked to herself.
It was her first time meeting any of the other cyborgs, Larissa woke up on that morning and had been released just about one hour ago, after a little introduction and short briefing.
The new small blond walked around the floors of the dormitory building and was strolling down the corridor where the all other 1st gens having their rooms as suddenly a voice was calling. “Hello there.”
It was Triela who came around the corner, escorted by Rico, and she noticed the short blond with long wavy hair standing in front of a room.
Larissa turned around and answered a bit shyly stammering. “H-hello.”
“Are you the new one?” Triela asked cause she had been informed by Hillshire that there would be a new cyborg released during that day.
“Yes. I'm Larissa.” The short blond replied in a friendly and opened kind.
They welcomed the short blond warmly and heartily and offered her to come into the room where she stood in front of, Triela's and Claes' room.
“Have you already met anybody else?” Rico asked.
“I met another girl before you, but she fled by my sight.” Larissa told while shaking head a bit clueless.
Triela knew there was only one girl who would react like that by the sight of the short blond. “Did she had raven-black hair and a pale white skin?”
Larissa nodded accordingly.
Remembering Emilie's behavior and reactions before Christmas, Triela tried to figure out a neutral answer to describe it. “Don't be take it too personally. That was Emilie, she's a bit timid and partially strange but very friendly.” She started grinning at the short blond in front of her and laughed. “Just give her a bit time.”

At the same time far away on the other side of the building, one floor lower, Emi sat on the ground inside the music room with the back at the door. Beside her dorm room, that was her only other hideaway when she wanted to be alone. “That was this girl!!” She stared down on her lightly quivering hand for some moments. “No, not again, please!”

The night of the day has come, everyone went to bed, even Emilie did but she had a very restless sleep, rolled over from left to right and back. Suddenly Emilie opened her eyes and screamed loudly, she was bathed in cold sweat and scared to death. She sat up and cried horribly into her hands.
Instead of going to Etienne as usual, she laid back, took her Tux and laid there in fetal position, crying horribly and pressing the stuffed penguin tight to her chest for the rest of the night.


In the following days Emilie drew back and isolated herself from the others. She was pretty depressed and tired, she hadn't found much sleep the nights. She even didn't wanted the near of Larissa and avoided talking or seeing her cause that new short blond was the reason of all.
Dr. Bianchi asked for a little audition with Emi cause all had been a bit concerned about the happenings.
Emilie looked down to the ground as she knocked on the door of the doctors office and Dr. Bianchi let her in. “Dr. Bianchi, you wanted to talk with me?”
He offered her the chair and also sat down. “Yes. I wanted to talk a bit about you. I heard you are drawing back and have been quite passive, we all are a bit concerned. What is it?”
Emi was unsure what she should answer. “It's nothing...”
The doctor put his hand on the girl's shoulder to ease her doubts and fears so that she offers the reason. “Hey, you know you can talk about everything with me. I don't want anything bad.”
Right in this moment the young cyborg broke down in front of him. She leaned forward and cried horribly into the sleeve of the doctor's coat. “Dr. B-Bianchi, it is even more worse than before.”
He stroke her head trying to comfort the emotionally troubled girl. “Would you explain it more precisely, for me?”
“My nightmares are more horrible than ever before. I can not get any sleep cause they are tormenting me now every night.” Emi said still crying. She looked up with tears in her eyes. “And I have bad headache.”
He still comforted her till he sometime stood up and left the room. Dr. Bianchi left Emilie alone and the emotionally black haired girl put her hands on the eyes and cried loudly while thick tears rolled down her face. “I'm useless!”
He observed Emilie meanwhile from the other side of the one-way-mirror as Etienne appeared. “You called for me, Dr. Bianchi?”
“Yes, thanks for your quick coming.” Etienne watched Emilie still sitting and crying on the other side of the mirror. “Emilie.... She already had been quite strange till we are back from our vacation.”
“She broke down in front of me after I asked what's wrong with her.” the doctor and psychologist replied.
Etienne touched the glass of the mirror and walked a step closer. “Poor Emi, it really really hurts me to see my little girl in that condition.”
“She told me her nightmares are even more worse now and keeping her awake.” Dr. Bianchi tried to figure out an answer that would be easy to understand for the Belgian handler. “And that's the problem, she draws back and isolates but cannot shut down and relax. The result is her strange behavior.”
Etienne swallowed down that hard report and asked the psychologist for options. “Is there anything we can do to help her?”
Dr. Bianchi was thinking a second, trying to imagine one possible solution to avoid the usage of medication on her.. “Emilie is a quite emotional and sensitive girl since the accident and reacts on everything from outside. I would try to spend time with her and comfort her as best as possible and see how it works.”

Etienne slung an arm around Emilie and lowered his voice as he entered a bit later the office with the crying girl inside.. “It's okay Emi, I escort you back to your room.”
Emilie nodded but tears still rolled down her cheeks.
On their way Etienne was still having her in his arm as they met Rico. “What has happened, Emi?”
“Please, not now Rico. It's a bad timing.” Etienne said to her.
They left Rico clueless starring behind them walking away. “What happened to Emi? She looked terrible.” she asked to herself.

Up in her room Emi sat down on her bed and put her head on the knees. “Don''t leave me alone”, she said through the small gap of her knees.
“Oh Emi...” He sat down next to her, slung his arm around her, pulled her closer to him and sighed silently. “It's okay.”
Emilie still with her face on her knees. “No, nothing is okay. Any improvement I worked out is lost now and everything is even more horrible than before. I failed...”
Etienne started stroking the back of the still whining black haired girl. “It's not your fault, you know you're in a different, special situation.”
Emi stretched out her arms. “Père Etienne...” She grabbed and cuddled that so friendly father-like man heartily. “Please, do not abandon me...”
He stroked gently her back and whispered in her ear “I swear, my dear, I swear.” Emi calmed down a bit and then was simply hanging around his neck and enjoying the near of her Père Etienne for a little while.


On the next morning Etienne was having breakfast and talking with Priscilla, all the others had been send this day onto missions and the whole building was pretty empty expect some few people.
So Etienne and Priscilla were sitting at the table in the hall and taking breakfast. “I heard Emi broke down in front of the doctor yesterday?”
The Belgian man looked up and replied with a sigh. “Yes, she's suffering from her nightmares.”
“She really has hard life since that explosion.” Priscilla said concerned about the young black haired cyborg. “Anybody thought about reconditioning her to solve her problems?”
Etienne looked a bit angry at the woman opposite him. “This sweet young girl surely has some serious problems, but she's my girl and I never would abandon her. She's the most important person for me.”
“Etienne, you're really an awesome man, how endurable you are with Emilie. But however, you're right, she indeed is a sweet girl.” She always liked that he was one of the very few handlers which treated his cyborg like a girl and not like a machine.
Etienne sighed again. “Emi is so down at the moment, suffering from her nightmares. I should do something to get her mind off to other thoughts....”
“Planning something special for her?”, the friendly former police woman asked interested.
“No, not really. I thought to spend the evening with her in my room and maybe watching a movie or simply cuddling, she likes that.”
Priscilla laughed loudly. “You really are like a father with his daughter, Etienne.”
“Maybe, but why not?” said Etienne also laughing.

Etienne went upstairs to the room of his cyborg and entered. Emi laid in her bed under the blanket her penguin cuddling and stared at the ceiling above her.
“Hey Emi, how is it?” the man asked concerned.
Emi still stared at the ceiling. “I can not sleep.”
He sat down at the corner of her bed and stroked gently her head. “Aww Emi.” He looked at her a bit while stroking her head. “Are you lonely? The others all are on missions.”
“A bit.”, Emi replied simply.
Etienne was still stroking the head of his beloved little girl. “You know what, come up with me. Lets spend the evening together. Okay for you?”
Emi smiled a bit. “Okay.”
Upstairs in his room the two sat on the couch, Etienne had slung an arm around his little girl and Emi cuddled closer towards her handler.
“Better now?” asked Etienne.
She smiled a little bit. “Yes, a bit. Not lonely anymore.”
Etienne eyed the controller of the small TV in front of him. “Hey, lets watch a movie together. Okay for you?”
“What kind of movie?”, she asked surprised.
Etienne grinned. “A funny one. But watch it, I'm sure you will like it.”
They watched the movie laying arm in arm. Emilie smiled a bit and looked a bit better. “Interesting movie. Funny how they twisted the little red riding hood tale.”
“Really? I'm glad you like it, I feared you would dislike it.” he said surprised.
Emi cuddled again a bit closer to Etienne and sighed silently. “No, it's okay. Everything is alright when I simply can be with my Père.”


Another night Emi woke up from another nightmare and was pretty depressed. “Not again.” She sat up and looked outside her window for a little while.
Some time later she went down to the empty dining hall. It was dark, nobody was there, the buffet tables had been empty only a small shine from the moon lightened up the room barely. She looked around and whiled there some moments and then turned around and left the dining hall. On her way without any special destination she rested at a window, stared outside, watching the stars in the sky while the light of the moon throw her shade on the carpet across the hallway. On the other side of the hallway Priscilla entered, she came back from the city and was on the way to her room. She was right in front of the stairs as she noticed the shade of the young girl on the ground and was really surprised as she recognized it was Emilie who stood there in front of that window. “Emi? Is that you? What are you doing here this late?”
Emilie turned around and looked down to her feet. “Sorry. I can not sleep.”
“Sorry to hear, Emi. It's still effecting you, right?” Priscilla asked sympathizing.
“Yes. I often can not sleep, have those horrible nightmares or have headache.” Emi turned around again to the window, Priscilla watched how the black haired girl cuddled the stuffed penguin.
“Is that your sleeping dress? Never seen you in that.”, she asked to change the topic.
“Um ,yes. This is my sleep-dress.” Emi replied clueless.
“You're looking so cute in it.” Priscilla offered Emi a little talk, both turned over to the empty dining hall, sat down there and talked in that dark but peacefully silent night.
“It's so quiet here, everybody else is outside on missions.” Emi told. “What are you doing here around this late hours, Priscilla?”
“I was in town, met a friend and drunk a coffee while talking with him.” Priscilla was concerned about the young girl and her sleep. “Are often wandering around in the nights?”
“Sometimes. It relaxes me after another nightmare.”
“I thought it was going better with them.” asked Priscilla.
Emi was looking down pressing her penguin to her chest. “Yes, but few days ago it all turned even more horrible.”
“What bothers you? I see there's more behind, tell me, what is it?”
Emi pressing that penguin again. “I don't want to be abandoned. I disappointed Etienne the second time.”
The woman took the young girl, embraced her softly and comforted the sorrows of the girl which she was embracing. “Hey, you're really a lovely girl, and I think Etienne really loves you unconditionally, no worries.”
She escorted Emi some time later back to her dorm room, covered the young girl with the blanket of the young girls all black bed wear and stroke through her lightly tussled hair. “So, and now try to sleep. I can see you're tired and you really need sleep to relax.”
Emi looked deep into the eyes of the friendly woman who was stroking through her hair. “Thank you, Priscilla ”, she said. “You are really a good friend.”
And indeed, she really was a good friend for Emi, always concerned about her and beside Etienne and Dr. Bianchi one the very few who was taking very good care of the young cyborg with her problems, partially because she reminded her really a lot of the long time passed away Angelica.

On the next morning Priscilla was thinking about the last night, the little conversation with Emilie and was a bit concerned about what the young cyborgs said. She sat in her office and was absent.
Olga noticed that and wanted to know the reason. “Hey what's up with you?”
“I'm thinking about our lovely Emilie. I have met her yesterday in the middle of the night down here.”, Pris said.
Olga. “Down here?” Olga won't believed her ears but also was concerned about Emilie. “Why is she up this late and wandering around?”
“Still her nightmares.” Priscilla replied. “But I'm more concerned about what else she told me. She's pretty down and thinks she disappointed Etienne.”
Olga. “Let me guess, you're thinking how to brighten Emilie up?”
“Not entirely.” Pris jumped up.“That's it! Thank you Olga.” She left the office, Olga looked clueless behind.

Priscilla was looking for Emi, but since breakfast nobody had seen her, she asked Rico but she hasn't seen her in her room, she asked Larissa and the small blond girl meant to having seen her in thew near of the music room. Priscilla followed Larissa's tip and went to the music room. As the short blond girl meant it there indeed were coming sounds from the room and as she entered Priscilla found Emi playing Piano and singing powerfully. “Hey Emi.”
Emi turned around. “Hey Priscilla.”
Priscilla smiled at the young girl in a unusual way.
Emi replied with a simple “What are you going to do?” cause she knew that Pris was planing something by the way how she was looking at her.
“You remember our talk last night? It brought me a nice idea. We go down and bake, as a little present for Etienne.” Priscilla said enthusiastically.
The young cyborg had mixed feelings about that idea but had been convinced by the thought to offer Etienne something self-made.

Down in the kitchen they start making the dough for cookies. Emi, wearing an apron, was intuitively stirring the dough which Priscilla noticed. “Seems we have a little baking fairy there.”, she said and laughed.
“Maybe, but it's Etienne I'm doing that for, so I try my best.”, Emilie replied focused at making the dough.
She kneaded it and formed some first cookies with her hands, Priscilla tasted a bit of the dough and was impressed. “That tastes excellent. You're a talented baker, Emi.”
Emi powdered the work plate with flour and formed more cookies. “Seems so....”
Priscilla noticed Emi's actions and the little undertone in her voice. “What's wrong? You're sounding listless. Isn't that a fun for you?”
“It is interesting, but...” Emi just replied.

They had put the plates into the oven and waited for the cookies to get finish. Emi stand there, leaned against the kitchen plate and shrunk the arms, staring at the oven. Pris next to her. “That apron really suits you, looks cute on you.”
Emi looked sceptically on Priscilla.“You think so? Even that I'm coated with flour?”
“Yes.” Priscilla nodded and smiled.
They made about two plates of cookies, one half Emi packed into a box for Etienne, the other half she took with herself into her room after Pris also reserved some for her office. “They are tasting really good, delicious. I think Etienne will love them cause you made them.”
“Really?” Emi asked unbelieving.
“Yes, he loves you.” Priscilla replied staring deep into the girls eyes. “Now go and give them to Etienne.” She ordered smiling the young girl which was still wearing the apron.
Emi went up to her handlers room, had mixed feelings about it but then finally knocked at the door and entered. “Etienne... I have something for you.”
She gave him the box with her selfmade cookies, he took and looked interested into it and was surprised about the content. “Cookies?”
“I've made them for you...”, she said looking embarrassed down to the ground.
He ate a bit and was impressed about how they had been. “They are tasting really good.”
“Do you like them?” Emi asked hopefully.
Etienne nodded. “Yes. And you made them all alone?”
She blushed and shamefully looked down. “I got a little bit help by Priscilla...”
Etienne padded the head of his girl. “I'm impressed.” He gave her a kiss on the forehead. “I love you Emi.”
They sat down on the couch in his room and enjoyed the cookies as Etienne slung an arm around his cyborg and she laid her head on his shoulder. “My lovely little girl...”
Emilie was obviously enjoying the near to her handler and was happy that he liked the cookies. “Please do not abandon me, Père Etienne.”



Some days later around early evening Etienne stepped into Emi's room and found her sitting lonely on her bed with the head on her knees. “Hey, Emi. How is it?” He was concerned about her because she was absent and again stayed in her room the whole day
Emi looked up with sleepy eyes. “Tired and still having headache. I cannot sleep....”
“Aww Emi.” He sat down next to her and stroke her back comfortingly. Without any further comment Emi just respond with a sigh.
“Hey, put on your clothes, were leaving for a walk in the city.” the man said after a short moment of silence.
Some minutes later Emilie had put on clothes, boots and a black coat with a dark-grey hood and was ready.
In the city they simply walked down the streets in the shine of the street lights. It was really a lovely winter evening, the weather was mild and only a few snow flakes fell down from the wintry sky and the black haired girl looked up fascinated to the sky of this night. “What a lovely night, so quiet.” They walked down the streets not really far away from the compound of the SWA, but sometime later Emi noticed the time on a clock. “It's pretty late for a walk, isn't it?”
Etienne slung an arm around the shoulder of his beloved girl next to him and pressed her lightly to him. “I wanted to do something special for you since you cannot enjoy the nights.”

Emi looked up with her shiny blue eyes. “Etienne?”
“Yes?” He replied with a wondering undertone in his voice.
“Why are you so nice to me today?” Emi was still looking up into the eyes of her handler searching for an answer.
“Because it's such a lovely night today and I wanted to spent it with my lovely daughter.”That was the answer Etienne replied to his charge next to him.
Emi suddenly was scared after she thought a second about his words and the hidden message she meant to hear. “I know what that means, you're spending one last day with me before they recondition me because it is even more worse, right?”
Etienne was shocked and couldn't believe his ears. “Emi, what are you talking about!?!”
Emilie stopped walking, took out a knife and held it on her throat ready to cut herself. “I'm useless! Wouldn't it be better for you, for me, and for the agency, when I'm dead instead of getting reconditioned?”
Etienne with widely opened eyes was shocked about that action of his cyborg, knowing that she was unstable at this time. “Emi, please put the knife away. For me.”
The black haired girl with the knife at her throat looked deep into the eyes of her handler Etienne. “Tell me, are you abandoning me?”
Etienne saddened by her words immediately grabbed his girl Emilie and embraced her with tears in his eyes. “I never would abandon the most important person of my life, Emi.” It was the first Emilie saw her handler with tears in his eyes. She slung her arms around his neck, gave him a kiss on his cheek and embraced him. “Père Etienne.... That was everything I wanted to know.” The knife she held fell to the ground, the blade broke into pieces. Ironically it was that knife she had received from him long time ago, on her first day, the black diving knife.
“I'm sorry for everything that happened...” she said as she begun crying and her falling tears lefting their marks in the freshly fallen snow.
The Belgian man grabbed the back of the girls head and pressed it gently to his chest while he lowered his head to whisper something into her ear. “It's okay, Emi, it's not you fault.”
A long time they stood there, Emilie cried and wetted Etienne's Parka with her tears while he held her in his arms. Sometime later while they still rested that way there suddenly the bells tolled from the towers and announced all over the sleeping town that it was midnight meanwhile now. “Come on Emi, let us go home.” he said, slung his arm around the crying girl and arm in arm they left side by side the place with marks of their tears in the snow around the broken knife on the ground.

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Post by Professor Voodoo on Wed 30 Nov 2011 - 9:55

So Emilie's troubles continue...

There are a few places in this chapter where you translate figures of speech from Deutsche that do not exist in English, but they're easy to understand and enjoyable.
It's Christmas, take her on vacation and spent time together. Bring her mind off to other thoughts and let her forget about that.”
After all the down-time Et & Em have had because of her mental issues I'm surprised Jean approved a vacation so soon.
Etienne had arranged a day trip to a little private chocolate manufactury based on Emi's love for Belgian chocolate. On the old market place in front of the Belfry bell tower they were drinking their daily hot chocolate, the one and the only wish Emi offered on their second day in Brugge.
Dr. Bergonzi: (looking at Emilie's latest blood test) These readings are crazy. Etienne...did she eat only chocolate for two whole weeks in Brugge!?

Etienne: Oh damn! I forgot to make her eat anything else. She just seemed so happy. Sorry.

Bergonzi: A 100% chocolate diet? No wonder she can't sleep!
Down in the kitchen they start making the dough for cookies. Emi, wearing an apron, was intuitively stirring the dough which Priscilla noticed. “Seems we have a little baking fairy there.”, she said and laughed.
A cute scene, but it might have been funny to have her start off really bad at baking...ruining the first two batches before finally achieving success; a batch good enough to give to Père Etienne.
The knife she held fell to the ground, the blade broke into pieces.
A dramatic scene to end the chapter...but I'm glad I don't own any knives that break so easily!

Good chapter. Looking forward to seeing how Emilie learns to deal with your newest OC, Larissa.

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Post by Schaschanist on Wed 30 Nov 2011 - 11:52

Thanks for your comment, Voodoo.

Professor Voodoo wrote:After all the down-time Et & Em have had because of her mental issues I'm surprised Jean approved a vacation so soon.
I think there Dr. Bianchi's word had weighed more since Emi is a special case (like Claes). sweat


Professor Voodoo wrote:
Etienne had arranged a day trip to a little private chocolate manufactury based on Emi's love for Belgian chocolate. On the old market place in front of the Belfry bell tower they were drinking their daily hot chocolate, the one and the only wish Emi offered on their second day in Brugge.
Dr. Bergonzi: (looking at Emilie's latest blood test) These readings are crazy. Etienne...did she eat only chocolate for two whole weeks in Brugge!?

Etienne: Oh damn! I forgot to make her eat anything else. She just seemed so happy. Sorry.

Bergonzi: A 100% chocolate diet? No wonder she can't sleep!
Yeah, Emi really is a choco-holic...


Professor Voodoo wrote:
Down in the kitchen they start making the dough for cookies. Emi, wearing an apron, was intuitively stirring the dough which Priscilla noticed. “Seems we have a little baking fairy there.”, she said and laughed.
A cute scene, but it might have been funny to have her start off really bad at baking...ruining the first two batches before finally achieving success; a batch good enough to give to Père Etienne.
Yeah, would maybe had been better and more cute, but i thought it was one her few talents that survived conditioning.


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The knife she held fell to the ground, the blade broke into pieces.
A dramatic scene to end the chapter...but I'm glad I don't own any knives that break so easily!
That is symbolism. I supposed the symbol is, that her doubts and sorrows to get abandonned finally broke by the break of that knife. Maybe it did not came out right.


Professor Voodoo wrote:Good chapter. Looking forward to seeing how Emilie learns to deal with your newest OC, Larissa.
Yeah, Larissa was more a side-character in this, currently I do not really have clear idea for her.

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Post by Professor Voodoo on Thu 1 Dec 2011 - 3:01

schaschanist wrote: Yeah, Emi really is a choco-holic...
Maybe her next vacation should be in Shanghai.

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Post by Schaschanist on Fri 2 Dec 2011 - 14:59

Professor Voodoo wrote:
schaschanist wrote: Yeah, Emi really is a choco-holic...
Maybe her next vacation should be in Shanghai.
Emilie: *drooling* "Chocolate warriors? How crazy, but I'm sure i can beat them, ehm pardon, eat them."

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Post by Schaschanist on Wed 14 Dec 2011 - 19:47

Well, this is a little interlude chapter, shorter than the former chapters.
It finally puts an end onto Emilie's depression and clears some other things.



Endings and new Beginnings

It was some days after new year's eve. The new year had begun and Etienne had spent some peaceful days together, but no matter, Etienne was still concerned about his cyborg Emilie, who forced herself to appear happy in his presence.
So he reported his concerns to Dr. Bianchi about the incident some days before, how Emilie held the knife at her throat in that night, wanting a proof of not getting abandoned.
Dr. Bianchi studied notes on his clip-board on the search for some information. “Well, I had a look on some old files and reports about Emilie and found out that she was in the hospital because of an attempted suicide and also attempts at therapy afterwards failed. The therapist declared that she was in a deep depression, isolated herself from others and became really reclusive.”
“I never knew she suffered that much after they moved and left me alone.” Etienne was obviously bothered by that thought, remembering how happy she was as a little child when he first met her.
“By that information she was a very introverted and depressive girl before.” Dr. Bianchi tried to explain him. “I dare say that was sealed with conditioning, but with the incident some parts of her former personality have been revealed again.”
“Hmm...” was the only answer Etienne had could get out, looking thoughtfully with the hand at his chin.
Dr. Bianchi, as the psychologist he is wanted a proof for his theory about the young girl. “I want to have some auditions with her within the next few days, is it okay for you?”
“Sure.” he simply replied.


The next morning Dr. Bianchi had called Emilie for an audition. She knocked and entered hesitatingly, the doctor welcomed her. “Hi Emilie. No reason to be afraid, I just want to talk with you.”
“O-okay doctor Bianchi.” she said, stammering a little.
He offered her a place on the couch in his office. “Take a seat, get comfortable, we have all time in the world.”
“Thank you.” She sat down nervously, not knowing what to expect.
“Emilie, how are you?” Bianchi asked.
“Not good, I'm depressive and have horrible headaches.” She replied.
“Etienne told me about the incident.” As he saw the expression in her face and how white the usual very pale Emilie became, he tried to calm her down. “Hey, I'm not going shout at you. I just would want to know why you have did that. Does it have to do with your problems?”
“Yes, It does. I'm feeling so useless since I changed so much. And as Etienne suddenly took me outside I feared it would be my last night. I don't wanted to get abandoned.”
“I understand.” He wrote down a comment to that on his clipboard.
Emilie obviously was frightened that he has done a note.“I don't know whats going on in my head.”, she suddenly shouted,with her hands clutching her forehead. “I'm so confused...”
“Confused? By what?” he asked interested.
“I started here as a happy girl, satisfied with everything...” She sighed loudly. “But now I'm so introverted, emotional and depressive. It is like I'm a different person.” She cuddled nervously a pillow from the couch.

“Could you explain it a bit more precisely?” He put his clipboard down, turning his focus now only at what she would answer.
“It is like there is a second me inside me. I was perky right from the beginning. But now I'm a psychotic wreck, frightened, scared, depressive, emotional and introverted. I'm so confused...”
He was fascinated by her objective description. “I guess it is really confusing for you.”
Emi looked up into the doctor's friendly eyes, searching for an answer. “Am I insane, doctor Bianchi?”
“No, Emilie. I'm not quite sure if I really understand yet what is going on.” he said trying to comfort her as he noticed her expression and how she was about to drift into depression again. “Okay Emi. I think that's enough for today.”
She was pretty depressive as she left the office, not knowing if her answers were driving her into even more problems or not or if they all were disappointed of her. And so she rested back in her room, laying on the bed and crying again.
Larissa after a while came and tried to comfort her older sister with cuddling but no matter what she tried to brighten her up, Emilie was still crying horribly.

Meanwhile at the office Doctor Bianchi had called Etienne, telling him about his audition with his cyborg. “It is like I thought. Her personality broke through partially and caused a depression.”
“I expected it after our last talk.”, he said. “Will she ever will be my old Emilie again?”
“I dare say no. How it seems actually another reconditioning could cause even more mental issues.”, the psychologist said. But suddenly he laughed. “On the other hand you could say now she is a lot more like the real 'old Emilie', depending on these old files that's how she really was. We just recorded an artificial personality on her.” Etienne swallowed down this hard sounding statement as Dr. Bianchi continued. “But you don't have to fear anything. She still loves you and already loved you before. And after the incident she trust you absolutely.”
Etienne sighed. “At least one good message....”




Some days later. Priscilla was talking with Etienne again about Emilie which was still depressive and spending most of the time alone in her room. “Any improvements with her?”
“Unfortunately no.” Etienne said, nibbling on a chocolate mikado stick.
“Why do you say that?” Priscilla asked concerned about the condition of his cyborg.
Etienne sighed while picking another stick. “I talked with Dr. Bianchi after he had an audition with her. She is confused because her old personality broke partially through.” Priscilla lifted skeptically an eyebrow while Etienne tried to explain. “She already was a pretty depressive, introverted, broken girl before we took her.”
“Poor Emi.”
“When she someday learns to live with it, I think she will became the perky girl again, but at the moment she is so confused that she acts so withdrawn.” Etienne told.
He offered her the box of sticks where she immediately took one from. While she nibbled she was thinking. “Hey, can I take her to the city? I want to brighten her up, you know how much I like her.”
Etienne. “Yeah.” He started laughing. “I'm coming with you too.”

Some time later they had walked down to town and strolled through the streets of the city. Priscilla had slung an arm around Emilie, she on the other side was still mentally absent, just looking depressed to the ground in front of her feet.
Etienne walked on Emi's other side and was talking to both. “Luckily the weather is good today, not snowing like yesterday.”
“Indeed.”, she agreed. “It's nice that we finally got a bit snow, even if I wished we would were having it at Christmas.” She looked over to Etienne. “I heard you had snow there in Brugge too?”
“Yes. The town looked even better with it.” he replied.
She pushed Emilie a bit and smiled happy for both of them. “Lucky people.”
Emilie still in a bad condition, was depressed about something she haven't told yet, was looking to the ground, didn't respond and just walked next to Priscilla who was cuddling her like a mother.

Some more streets later then Priscilla found a nice dress in the window of a small boutique. “Oh Emi, this would totally suit you.”
Emilie which hadn't looked up tried to get off of Priscilla's grip. “If you're not satisfied with me or my style then tell it to me directly!” The small cyborg which obviously had misunderstood the well meant comment in her misery turned around and ran away.
Priscilla tried to get after her but the Belgian handler had stopped her by grabbing her arm. “Let her go.... she will come back, she's just in a bad mood at the moment.”
She was wondering as Priscilla looked into his eyes but she noticed the expression he had, understood that he meant it seriously.

Emilie meanwhile had run down the street and stopped at a large place which was not that unknown to her. It was the piazza in front of the Trevi fountain. Leaning against a wall she wept horribly into her hands, so much that she soaked the wool-glove she was wearing that day with her tears.
A whole while she was acting like that till a well known voice brought her back, the voice of a boy that sounded across the place. “Hey Emilie.”
“Emiliano?” She answered as she lifted her head and recognized the blond boy which was loving her since their first meeting at this place a long, long time ago.

At the same time Etienne and Priscilla arrived at the other side of the place, watching the scene from a long distance.
“Who's this boy?” Priscilla asked confused about the young blond boy which was hugging the young cyborg.
Etienne was putting a finger on his lips. “Ssht....” Calming down Priscilla he lowered his voice even more. “Don't ask me, please, but he's her boyfriend.”

At the same time on the other side of the piazza Emiliano was hugging the black haired girl, satisfied to see her again after such a long time. “I missed you so much.”
But she refused, tried to get out of the boy's embracement, and tossed him away. “No... I can't...” she said with tears in her eyes.
“What is wrong?” he asked, totally confused by the rejection of the girl.
She turned the back to him, her head hung down while thick tears were falling down from her face and leaving small holes in the snow. “I don't want you to see me in that condition. Leave me alone!”, she shouted with fists clenched at the sides.
“B-but Emilie....” he stammered.

“Emilie, I love you!” he shouted behind her as she suddenly fled, running away from the boy she loved, totally confused about everything.
Priscilla was shocked by Emilie's reaction, looking cluelessly into Etienne's eyes, searching for an answer. But she turned away from him pretty soon as she realized even he couldn't really understand what happened.
For Emiliano a world had broken together, the boy couldn't believe Emilie ended their relationship, reminding how hesitated and shy she was at their last meeting.

The crying and confused girl had fled into a lonely side street-lane some blocks away from the Trevi fountain. Just with a beanie between the wall and her forehead she stood there, hammered with her fist at the wall and cried about what she has done just a few moments ago.
A few moments later Etienne arrived at the lane, founding his girl with the face on the wall and meanwhile punching a deep hole into the plaster of the wall, grabbed the girl who was regretting her unconsidered knee-jerk action, turned her around and embraced his emotionally troubled girl. Still crying she put her forehead on his chest and hammered his shoulder with her clenched fist but although it was hurting, he ignored the hammering and just tried to comfort the crying girl in his arms.
“Please.... just bring me home...”, she said then.
It was quiet on their way back to the SWA complex, none of them said any word, he just held Emilie in his arm and Priscilla was silently pitying the cyborg she loved so much, but understanding her problems well.

Back at the dormitory complex Etienne offered his girl Emilie his own room to rest there for the rest of the day cause only there she could be for herself without maybe getting disturbed by anyone, neither the other girls nor somebody else.
And Emilie laid there in his bed, crying more horribly than ever before.

Down in the luckily empty personnel's canteen Priscilla and Etienne sat down. “Coffee?”, he asked, offering her a cup which he originally filled for himself.
“Yes please.” Etienne sat down opposite her after he filled another cup for himself. “Now, I think, you can understand the situation she is in a bit more.”
Priscilla took a nip from the cup and sighed. “Yes, I do. Poor Emilie. It really hurts me to see her like this...”
“We must observe her.”, he said also taking a nip. “I fear she could do something really bad and stupid.”
“She is unstable, I guess. Depressive and suffering so much.” Then she reminded the scene and what he whispered. “Hey, let's go and try to comfort her.”
Etienne nodded. “Good idea.”

But meanwhile Emilie had walked upstairs, onto the roof. She still cried horribly, felt useless like before and additionally guilty because she quit her relationship with Emiliano in her desperation and frustration. Her old personality which partially had broken through forced her to attempt suicide just like years ago before she became a cyborg. She stood there at the border of the roof, looking down the three storeys of the building. The wind was blowing her hair across the face while she stood there crying.

At the same time Etienne and Priscilla were running upstairs to the roof, Etienne feared she would be there after Emilie wasn't in his room. They found the young cyborg there at the border of the roof.
“Emi! Do not jump!”, he shouted.
She lifted a foot like she would do a step forward but hesitated to do the rest because a conflict was going on in her head. Both of her personalities were fighting while she stood there, the old one which wanted to attempt jumping from the roof, just seeing the disappointment she brought everybody, and her new conditioned personality which wouldn't allow that, seeing the suicide as an act against her handler.
Her foot was trembling, she begun to sway. Right in the moment as Etienne run over to her, trying to get his cyborg, she was losing her consciousness by her inner conflict just for the break of a moment. He jumped with an outstretched hand as she fell, trying to grab her but unfortunately he missed her ankle just of about a hand-width. “No!”, he shouted behind the falling girl.
She got back her consciousness and was falling with eyes wide opened in terror, right before she hit the ground.
Priscilla stood there, whiter than chalk, the expression in her face was showing blank panic. “Oh no!”
Just a few moments later the Belgian arrived down there where his cyborg Emilie had fallen down. “Emilie!” He took her, shook the girl, but she remained non-responding, just stared
totally shocked with her widely opened eyes into the sky. Her entire mind was completely paralyzed, even as the medics arrived, she didn't respond in any way and so they took care of her and brought the damaged cyborg to the medical station.

While Emi got sedated in the medical station, aside her paralyzed mind she just had a broken arm, broken leg and a few scratches, Dr. Bianchi, Dr. Belisario and Chief Lorenzo were having a heated argumentation about the emotionally
troubled cyborg. “We cannot take regard of her anymore. We need a solution, she's a multi-million Euro cyborg and not supposed to be a suicidal psycho.” He endured Emilie's condition long enough and
wanted to get rid off of that problem the doctors always tried to calm down.
“Usually we just condition them and everything is okay, but even we don't know what would happen in her case.”, Belisario said.
Dr. Bianchi. “I fear it could cause even more problems since the last time she received a huge dose she turned into that.”, Bianchi announced his fear. “Worst case would be that she could get back her memories.”
“I read you reports about her, Fernando.” Chief Lorenzo sat up and walked over to the window, staring at the cracks in the ground where Emilie had fallen down. “As much as I pity that turn, sometime we need to jump over our shadow and put an end to it.”
“I understand...” Bianchi just replied.

A few days later Emilie had been repaired, hey gave the young troubled cyborg finally by that opportunity a dose and conditioned her. So she was pretty dizzy as she woke up. “Where am I?” she asked as she looked around.
Etienne who sat next to the bed, waiting for her to wake up, was a surprised as he suddenly heard her voice. “Emilie, you're awake.”
Emi rubbed her sleepy eyes and was a little bit confused that she woke up in a bed of the medical station. “What happened?”
“You got unconscious on top the roof of the dormitory and fell down.” He told her, hiding the rest of the truth which leaded to that situation.
“Oh... Did I caused you much trouble?” She was both, confused and concerned, not having any memory about what happened.
“Don't care about me.” he said to comfort her sorrows. “I'm just happy you're awake.”
Emilie smiled satisfied. “Père Etienne, I'm somehow just happy.”

The official report declared a tribe of extreme depression had driven Emi to attempt suicide, but only Etienne and Priscilla knew the truth. Both swore never to lose any word about what really happened, in order to avoid causing any trouble for them or Emilie who already hurt herself.
Emi on the other side lost all memories of that day through conditioning, she didn't remember neither the fall, her depression nor anything happened that day at all. Fortunately the process went well and hadn't had any bad influences on the young cyborg, even better, it had put an end onto her depression and she was just happily smiling as she woke up. For the first time after a long while she was just feeling satisfaction.

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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by tremec6speed on Thu 15 Dec 2011 - 0:25

Great story Schaschanist, glad to see poor Emile is breaking free thanks to the conditioning drugs. I guess now the SWA will be eager to see her go on missions. Perhaps there might be interaction with the other fratellos like Triela the 'Big Sister', who I imagine would like to get to know her better like she does with Henrietta and the others? Smile
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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by Professor Voodoo on Mon 2 Jan 2012 - 3:12

Endings and new Beginnings
“Well, I had a look on some old files and reports about Emilie and found out that she was in the hospital because of an attempted suicide and also attempts at therapy afterwards failed.
That's interesting. Up to this point we had assumed that Emilie's problems came from a bad reaction to the conditioning process. Now it appears that she may have had issues with her brain before being converted. The cyborg engineers should have caught that.
“I want to have some auditions with her within the next few days, is it okay for you?”
I think the word you want here is interviews. In English, auditions refer to something an entertainer (singer, actor) must do to get a job.
She cuddled nervously a pillow from the couch.
These little details are very good.
While she nibbled she was thinking. “Hey, can I take her to the city? I want to brighten her up, you know how much I like her.”
Etienne. “Yeah.” He started laughing. “I'm coming with you too.”
After last episodes incident with the knife they might want another whole fratello along in case of trouble!
Emilie still in a bad condition, was depressed about something she haven't told yet, was looking to the ground, didn't respond and just walked next to Priscilla who was cuddling her like a mother.
I wonder if the girls don't get confused sometimes about the role Priscilla plays in their lives. Supervisor? Teacher? Mother-figure? Big sister?
She turned the back to him, her head hung down while thick tears were falling down from her face and leaving small holes in the snow. “I don't want you to see me in that condition. Leave me alone!”, she shouted with fists clenched at the sides.
I almost expected Emilie to snap and do something violent to Emiliano.
“Emi! Do not jump!”, he shouted.
Don't jump! You're a cyborg...you'll just break the concrete below!
she was losing her consciousness ...She got back her consciousness and was falling with eyes wide opened in terror,
Interesting way of handling this...she does not break her conditioning by jumping but falls anyway, maybe because of the conditioning shutting her down.
For the first time after a long while she was just feeling satisfaction.
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So are Emilie's troubles over? We shall see...

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Post by Schaschanist on Mon 2 Jan 2012 - 3:59

Thanks Voodoo.
The fall from the roof actually was because of that. I imagined her mind was paralyzed as she laid there

As for Priscilla: In my story she is more a friend and mother for Emilie than a supervisor. But that's reasoned on a special fact why Pris likes Emilie so much, the fact that she sees Angelica in both, this young Belgian's appearance and the problems she has to deal with.
Maybe she someday calls Emi "Angelica" by accident... if she hasn't already done it...

Well, I'm currently working on the next episode.
I don't want to give too much spoilers now, but you can be sure: Emilie will get back into action, now that she got conditioned and starts behaving like supposed to behave.

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Post by Schaschanist on Mon 31 Dec 2012 - 14:50

Long awaited, took me nearly a half year to edit it and add new stuff but i think now i'm done with the next chapter about what happens and how Emilie behaves now after conditioning.



Princess Noir

Etienne was meeting an old friend and informant of the agency in a small café this Friday afternoon. He had taken his cyborg with him this day, just for no special reason in particular. She hadn't been ordered anything but the black haired cyborg just stood there next to her handler. With her back towards him, she observed the surroundings silently, scanning for possible threats, but innocently looking to appear just as a normal girl.

His friend noticed how Emilie was behaving. "She is pretty quiet and shy, isn't she?"
"Yes, she is." Etienne said, looking over to her.
The man still watched the young girl in black clothes. "Thirteen?"
"Err, What?" Etienne replied, wondering what his friend was meaning.
"She is thirteen, right?" he repeated.
"Yes.", Etienne said and took a sip coffee. "Well, different topic, Joseph. I called you for some information about the actions of the Northern Faction."
"Sorry I was distracted by your young attendant.”, he apologized. “Well, I heard the Northern Faction is going to receive a delivery of some machine guns and explosives within this week. I heard rumors they are planing an ambush at some politicians on a charity event."
"Hmm. So the usual stuff." After another sip he continued. "Do you know anything further?"
"I don't know if it's real or just a rumor, but I heard they are going to take hostages at the charity event of the prime minister this Friday."
"Sounds serious, I don't believe it will be just a rumor but their real plan." He notice that his friend's eyes again moved to Emilie.
"Who is she?" Etienne's friend asked, simply fascinated by Emi's unusual sight and strange behavior.
Etienne took another sip from the cup of coffee in front of him. "Her name is Emilie."
"Is she your daughter?", Joseph asked.
"So to say."
The man was still fascinated by the young girl and kept on watching her. "What a disciplined girl. She doesn't make any move at all, just observing the surrounding."
"That's how she is."

The Belgian fratello returned to the SWA facility, where Etienne met with Chief Lorenzo in his office to discuss the meeting. “You got the information?” Chief Lorenzo asked, adding “Excellent.” as Etienne nodded confirming.
"It all sounds pretty serious. I'm concerned."
"I'm concerned too. We need to be prepared. Get Emilie better back to training."
Etienne shook his head as he commented the meeting. “God, he just had eyes for Emilie.”
Chief Lorenzo was amused and laughed. “Well, she is an eye-catcher.”
“I know.”
Lorenzo reminded that Emilie got conditioned just shortly ago and wanted to ask about her. “By the way. How did she behave?”
“She was very disciplined. Just stood there, observed the surrounding and didn't move or said anything at all.” He sighed lightly. “To be honest, it is a bit awkward.”
Chief Lorenzo lend backwards into his seat and put the hands into his neck. “Sounds totally normal, but let her better have an interview with Bianchi.”
“Sure.”


On the following day, a saturday morning Bianchi had an interview with the recently conditioned young cyborg. “Hello, Emilie.”
Emilie sat down on a chair in front of the doctor's desk. “Bonjour, Dr. Bianchi.”
“How is it? Everything okay with you?” He leaned forward, supporting his chin with the hand.
Emi, put on a little smile, replied. “I'm fine, Merci.”
He looked up, wondering about her short answer but was impressed by her satisfied smile. “That's excellent Emilie.” He noted something at a form on his clipboard. “I heard you were pretty quiet yesterday. ”
“I just observed the surrounding to protect my handler.”
"Err, okay." Bianchi said a bit confused about her straightforward statement. “Did Etienne ordered you to?”
“No he didn't. I made it of my own.“
He was lightly concerned about the motivation which had driven her to protect, looked down to the reports on his clipboard and was considering them before he decided to ask her a question. “Emi, are you depressive?”
“No.” She said. “I'm satisfied and relaxed.”
Bianchi noted something on his clipboard. "Interesting. What about your nightmares?” He was very interested particular in the point which was bugging the young girl for such a long periode.
"I hadn't had any since I got released from the medical station." She replied with a light smile.
Dr. Bianchi noted her answer in his files. "That's excellent, Emilie.”

The interview was over soon and Bianchi turned to a talk with Belisario, who had watched the interview from behind the mirror of the office. "What do you think of her?"
“It seems she luckily didn't remember anything of the happenings before conditioning.” Belisario said.
Bianchi noted, approving his colleague’s statement. “Let's keep it like that and hope it will last by itself.” He sighed lightly. “But what else about her?”
"Pretty dark and gloomy appearance and a quiet, distant girl. To say she is pretty goth." he replied. "On the other hand she's really friendly and polite."
"From the files I studied that is how she truly is, or more, was beneath her depression."
"Hmm, if I remember the notices correctly she was one of those 'wealthy daughter', right?" Belisario said, holding his chin, considering circumstances. "Interesting turn with her. Seems like she is alot more her former self than expected."
"I second your thought, she is much more her former self than all others. But I'm not afraid in any way, she follows her orders and obeys her handler's orders and words." Bianchi said.
"I think we just should observe her, but over all I think she works better this way and we don't need to change anything." Belisario suddenly laughed. "A cybernetic 'goth princess', that's really exotic."



Two days later. Etienne and Emilie were on the shooting range in the morning of that wintry monday. Emilie, who was in a obvious much better condition since conditioning, had started practicing again to refresh her skills.
With her silenced FiveSeven she was shooting while Etienne observed her results. “That's excellent Emi, you're on the way to become even better than before.”
Emi was replying with a nod as Etienne stopped her for the next step of her training. “Here is something new for you”, he said and gave her a small pocket gun. “Chief Lorenzo ordered me to give you that.”
The lightly confused girl was starring at the gun in her thin hands as Etienne continued. "Beretta 3230 Tomcat, a gun for concealed carrying."
Emilie took the gun and loaded it with the magazine, aimed and pulled the trigger. “Do not expect the precision of your FiveSeven.” Etienne replied watching her firing the pocket gun.
“I got it.” she replied in her usual way.
Time later, around afternoon, they left the range, Etienne had decided to quit the training for this day. Emi had put the new gun into the pocket of her coat and was walking next to her handler which was obviously happy about her condition. “Does that mean we get a new role instead of our old one?”, she asked looking up with her lovely blue eyes, unsure what the new gun was supposed to mean for her.
Etienne laughed, amused by the concerned undertone in her question. “No, we still have the same role as before. It's just for enhancing your capabilities a bit. Just see it as the 'next step'.”
“Next step?”
Etienne smirked a little bit that she didn't get it. “Emi, we always kept people under surveillance and observed from a far til now. Next step means we will start observing from inside, undercover investigation and infiltration to name it.” He fondled her head gently.

Meanwhile, up in the chief's office Jean and the Lorenzo were having a discussion about some mission-related things as the topic leaded to Emilie's improvement. “Do you think we could send her on missions soon?” Lorenzo asked Jean the field operator of the section.
“Based on the improvement she made, the conditioning she went through and the fact she got back into training, I would say yes.” Jean said in his usual pretty dry sounding tone.
Chief Lorenzo lend backwards in his chair, sighing silently. “Right. I already approved the order to enhance their spectrum from observing to infiltration right before the incident but froze it after her jump from the roof. Now I’m sure she is ready for getting back on-duty.”
“I second this. Based on the latest reports about her I think Emilie is ready.”
“Approved.” He signed the file with his signature and his stamp and closed this file, put it to the left side to reveal the next open one beneath, the file about their newest cyborg. “So what about Larissa? Could we pair her with anybody yet?”
Jean studied the file about his second, entrusted, cyborg. “I believe yet it's a bit too early for her. She needs practice before we can send her on missions.”
Chief Lorenzo closed the file he had in his hand, approved an order with his signature, put it to the right and handed Jean the file on the left. “Bring the file to Etienne and supervise him about the decision.”
Jean nodded and left the office. The chief stood up and stared outside the window of his office, watched how Etienne and Emilie were returning from the shooting range. “I hope she don't disappoint us.”

Down, close to the side entry of the building, Etienne was speaking to his cyborg about the results of their visit to the range. “Your shooting is excellent, Emi, even better than before.”
She blushed a bit by that comment of her handler. “Merci.”
He patted her shoulder with a satisfied smile. “Hey, no reason be that shy, I'm proud of you, my sweet.”

At the door they stopped. “Okay, schedule’s done for today, Emilie.”
“I understand.”, she just replied, made a formal bow and left, straight up to her room.
He stared behind how she left him, concerned looking with an raised eyebrow. “She's like exchanged....”, he said to himself, remembering what a nervous wreck she was just shortly ago.


Soon she arrived at her room, put the new gun into the drawer after a quick cleaning, sat down on her bed and took off her shoes. She sighed silently after smelling on her clothes. “I need a shower.” she said, took new clothes out of the wardrobe and went to the showers. Before she started stripping off all her clothes and even the black underwear, always checking the surrounding carefully. As the horribly shy and prude girl she always had been she really never would turn off her in front of anybody but luckily nobody else was there around this time so Emilie, which was obviously exhausted from training since breakfast, decided to sat down under the shower and sighed as she begun to chill down under the falling water of the shower-head. “This is so refreshing...”
A longer while later she turned off the shower, dried her slender body and her silky hair, slipped into fresh clothes, a black dress made of velvet with silk accents and black knee-socks, left the dressing room and returned back to her room. On her bed she laid down, looked around in this white and bright but dreary room for a moment and sighed. “Dreary...and so bright.”

A few hours of laying bored on her bed and doing nothing she was thinking and considering inside her mind. "This room is so dreary and white. I should ask Père next occasion if I can change it a bit."

She suddenly jumped up after a while, slipped into her shoes and left her room, heading downward the stair into the direction of the music room. "Hey Emilie." a friendly voice sounded.
She turned surprised around and looked into the smiling face of Priscilla. "You're looking so elegant in that dress." she said adoring.
"Bonjour, Priscilla."
"How are you doing, Emi?" Pris asked. "Did you have a good day?"
Emilie smiled lightly. "Oui. I was at the shooting range with Etienne today and took a long, refreshing shower in the afternoon. But now I'm a bit bored and looking for an occupation."
"Aww no." She said shocked. "And now you wanted to the music room to play music or to sing?"
"Maybe, I'm not quite sure about what to do."
Priscilla embraced her young Belgian friend heartily. "Poor Emilie. If you like you can come to my room with me and we can talk. Remember, my door is always open for you."
"Merci, Priscilla."
Up in Priscilla's room they sat down on the chairs at the table. The friendly SWA agent took a closer look at the young girl opposite her and what she was wearing. "That dress is beautiful, Emi. Silk and velvet."
Emilie blushed lightly. "I think it's one you bought for me on our last trip to the city."
"I know." She said smiling. "Your looking so elegant when you wear your beautiful hair like that."
Emilie smiled but blushed bashfully by the comment about her raven black hair. "Thank you... I decided to wear it a bit different."

"Can I offer you something? A tea or some cookies?" Priscilla asked asked her young friend concerned but already was serving chocolate-chip cookies.
Emilie took one of the cookies. "Merci." While munching the delicious cookie she was considering some things.
"What are you thinking about, Emi? Maybe I can help you, perhaps."

The young girl blushed a bit. "It's a bit embarassing to ask, but do you have knitting needles and wool?"
Priscilla stared at her a bit confused. "Err..."

"I'm sorry to have asked you such a silly question." Emilie apologized.
"No matter to apologize, it's not silly. I was just surprised." She continued. "Well, I'm sorry, I don't have such utensils but I either can ask or arrange you them. Any particular colors? I guess black."
Emilie was still blushing. "Black, a dark red and grey would be nice."

In the later evening the young Belgian sat on her bed. Priscilla had arranged her the wanted stuff and now the girl was knitting speechless. "What a soft wool." she thought to herself, touching the dark bordeaux-red wool.
After a while she looked at the knitted thing in her hands, she meanwhile had knitted the wool to a narrow short flick. "Looks good so far."
Her eyes drifted to a clock, seeing the late hours she laid her piece in progress on the nightdesk, crawled under the blanket and closed her eyes. "Already so late, tomorrow I will continue..."


Next day, after her yesterday's good shooting Etienne had canceled today’s schedule, Emilie continued her knitting. She sat on her bed, silently knitting on her flick for hours.
Through time it became more and more clear what she started with. The short narrow flick soon turned into a band and finally into a scarf.
Sometime later on that day she finished her work. The young Belgian wrapped the finished knitted scarf around her neck and smiled satisfied. "Wonderful, so soft and so warm."

Shortly after finishing she put on a wool coat and boots and went down to left the building for a walk, a walk with her new scarf on.

Outside Priscilla was walking over the compound from the parking lot with Olga.
"Is it right what I heard? Etienne and Emilie will get back to work finally?" Olga asked.
"That is right, they will be on duty again soon." Pris replied.
"I guess you have one laughing and one crying eye."
Priscilla began getting louder. "Yes! I don't want my Emilie to get hurt."
Olga shook her head. "You're really obsessed by her..."
In this moment she noticed the young Belgian coming around, wearing an elegant wool coat, a knee-length skirt, overknee socks, boots and her new long scarf. "Isn't that Emilie over there?"

Priscilla's eyes became bright and shiny."Yes, it is. My beloved Emilie!"
"Alright, I'll let you alone with your friend." Olga said, patting her shoulder. "See you later in office."

As their ways crossed Priscilla welcomed the young girl with opened arms and a warm smile.
"Bonjour, Priscilla."
Priscilla embraced the elegant girl heartily. "Hey, my sweet." She took a closer look at her friend's clothes, noticing the dark red, knitted wool scarf which was slung around the girls neck. "That scarf is amazing."
Emilie blushed. "Merci beaucoup, Priscilla. I made it with the wool you gave me."
"You're a talented knitter, Emi."
The young beauty turned around, made a pirouette to the left and one to the right, her scarf flagging through the wind of her rotation. "Does it fit my outfit? What do you think?" She asked sheepishly blushing.
Priscilla's eyes shined even more as they objected the angel-like rotation of the young belgian beauty. "It does."

For a while the two were walking around the compound.
Emilie suddenly blushed, looked down to the ground. "Can I ask you for another favor, Priscilla?" she asked lightly embarrassed.
"Sure, what is it?"
"Priscilla, is it possible that you can bring me more wool? Dark grey would be nice."
"Sure." Priscilla said. "No problem, Emilie."

From a window on the first floor of the dorm building two of the girls were observing the young girl and the woman down in the park in front of the dormitory complex.
“She really appears like exchanged, doesn't she?” Triela asked her room-mate which also was observing them.
“She does. Emi appears worlds more relaxed than lately.”
“Yeah she really was a nervous wreck.” Triela wiped away the mist their breath produced on the glass with her pullover's sleeve. “I still can't really believe it.”
“Believe it.” Claes adjusted her glasses but took them off for a cleaning after noticing a fingerprint on the surface. “You really can see Emi's in a lot better condition, she appears tidier and cares a lot more about herself again.”
“True.” Triela lend back, got off the window and sat down on her bed. “Did you hear the latest news, Claes?”
“About what?” she sad, putting back her glasses on.
The tanned blond grabbed on of the teddy-bears on the bed and began cuddling it. “They will get them back into action soon.”
“Did Hillshire tell you?”
“Yes.”
“A sign her mental crisis is solved finally.” Claes climbed up the ladder of the bed, laid down on the mattress and grabbed a book. “Also a proof they trust her.”



A few days later.
It was Valentine's day this morning and Emilie was wearing a dark and elegant outfit, an almost black dark knee-length babydoll-like dress with a black short-sleeved turtleneck shirt, knitted tights and black Mary-Janes, the hair brushed and simply hanging loose, her forehead attenuately/prominently framed by the hair and her characteristic single streak in the middle. She had walked up to Etienne's room and wanted to ask him something but the fatherly handler just stared at his preppy dressed cyborg as she entered the room.
The gloomy girl of course noticed his staring. "Is something wrong with me?"
"No, I'm just wondering. You're looking different today." he apologized his staring.
"Oh, you mean my outfit." She said and blushed lightly. "I was in the mood to, it's Valentine's day."
Etienne observed her precisely, the babydoll-like dress and her raven black hair she was wearing loose this morning and not as usual lately in a low ponytail. "You're looking really good. Haven't seen you in a while wearing loose hair."
The young belgian blushed lightly. "Merci beaucoup."

"Père Etienne, do we eat breakfast together now?", she asked a bit hesitated.
"Wow, how independent she's gotten lately." he said amazed to himself, fascinated that she took initiative of her own. "Well, please don't be angry, Dr. Bianchi called you for an interview." Etienne was obviously feeling sorry to give her that message and embraced her calming. “Please meet him before and I promise when you are back we eat breakfast together here as promised.."
"Bien. I'll be back soon, Père." the girl said, turned around an left.

As she arrived there, she knocked at the door and entered Dr. Bianchi's office. “Excuse me, you have called for me?”
“Yes. Good Morning, Emilie." the psychologist welcomed the young girl heartily.
Emi took a seat in front of his desk. "Bonjour, Dr. Bianchi."
Bianchi noticed her smile and the happiness her expression was emitting but also had a look at her clothes. "I see you are wearing all-black today. Any special reason?"
"It's Valentine's day.” she blushed and began smiling. “Black is such a nice color, always suitable for every occasion."
Bianchi smirked, was obviously amused by her comment about her favorite color. "Nice to see you happy." His mimic turned back to normal and he continued the interview. "Everything else alright?"
"Oui, Etienne was very satisfied with my shooting skills lately." she answered with a satisfied smile.
"I heard your precision is excellent."
"Yes. The stray is low, Etienne praised me." she told happily.
"How is it with your nightmares? Any change?" he asked concerned, reminding their last meeting.
"No new nightmare recently." she replied nonchalant.
He wrote down her answer on the sheet of his clip-board. "That's excellent, Emilie. Inform me immediately if they come back, okay?"
The young girl had folded her hands on her lap, smiling lightly sitting on the chair. “I will.”

"Okay Emilie, I think that's enough for today." He said then some moments later. "I just wanted to check how you are and I see you are very fine."
Emilie stood up. "Bien, no problem, Dr. Bianchi. Always a pleasure to talk with you."
"Have a good Valentine's day with Etienne."
She did a formal bow, turned around and left the doctors office with happy steps.
After she has left his office Bianchi was thinking about Emilie for some moments. "A cute light french accent she's having... Maybe a bit strange but really an adorable girl with her sheer politeness." Bianchi said to himself with a smile.
He began wallowing in memories how she started at the agency, looked down, saw a photo of Emilie which was attached to her old file on his desk and the words 'personality disorder diagnosed' that were written in red letters under the photo. "Glad to see she made so much improvement."

In his room Etienne already was waiting for his cyborg and preparing his couch-table for breakfast, he had arranged some Belgian waffles with several sauces along with Emi's favorite sort of tea, as Emilie entered the room. "Aww, my sweet girl is back. How was it?" he asked and embraced her enthusiastically.
"Dr. Bianchi was nice as always, just wanted to check how I am." She answered in the grip of his embracement.
“Excellent, and breakfast is also ready for you, too.”

On his couch they sat down, Emilie poured chocolate sauce over her waffles, Etienne took a croissant with his morning coffee. Both were eating their breakfast and watched a Belgian movie Etienne had chosen. Etienne's gaze sometime drifted over to Emilie who was sitting next to him. “You're looking like Emily, Emi.”
Emilie, clueless about what he was meaning, turned her head from the tv-screen over to her handler. “What?”
"You're looking now like that girl from your comics, Emily the Strange.”
“Really? I just picked some various things from my wardrobe.” she said shyly and blushing.
Suddenly Etienne laughed. “You're really an awesome girl, my 'little miss strange'."

They spent the whole day together, most of the time they just rested on the couch. Emilie at first sat next to Etienne but sometime laid down and put her head on her handlers legs, using his lap as a pillow. They talked about various things but most of the time they just enjoyed their near like the father and daughter they want to be in their free-time.
“Père Etienne, is it maybe possible to change my room?” she asked after a while of silence.
Etienne was wondering about her question but noticed that she meant it serious. “Changing your room? What do you mean, taking a different room or change the interior of your room?”
She looked into his eyes hopefully. “The last one. I want to change the interior of my room.”
“Why do you want that? Any special reason for it?”
“Yes. It is so white and bright, just so dreary.” she said, still looking hopefully into his eyes. “I would like to make my room darker and gloomier. Is that possible to arrange?”
Etienne was thinking for a second before he answered her question and looked into that blue, hoping eyes. “I will ask my superiors about it. What in particular would you want to do in your room?
She smiled lightly as she noticed he was on her side. “I thought about painting the walls black, hanging up some curtains at the windows, something like this.”

In the evening Emi finally had fallen asleep. She was still using her handler's lap as a pillow, Etienne had covered her body carefully with a blanket and she slept peacefully on his legs, silently breathing.
Etienne wiped away the hair which was covering her face to get a clearer look at the sleeping beauty on his lap and was wallowing in memories about her. "Every day I can spend with my beloved daughter is the greatest gift in the world. Since I already ruined your complete life everything I can obtain is just worthy enough for my sweetest little angel." he silently whispered into her ear. "Happy 14th birthday, Emilie Valerie De Laroque."


Next morning Etienne was talking with Dr. Bianchi. “Emilie asked me if she could change her room, painting the walls black and such. Do I need to worry?”
“No, I think not. I noticed that she became gloomier since conditioning but Belisario and I rated it not as a threat. In opposite, we came to the conclusion it would be better for her just to be herself." Bianchi explained his opinion.
The Belgian handler was obviously relieved. "Thanks, Dr. Bianchi."

In his tribe to fulfill the wish Etienne walked to Ferro's office and knocked at the door. “Come in.” Ferro's voice sounded and he entered the office. "How can I help you, Etienne?"
"Ferro, would it be possible to change the room of one of our cyborgs?" He asked carefully and hesitated. "Emilie asked for a make-over of hers."
“Really? She asked for that?” she was surprised and lightly confused by the questioning before she continued. “Er... well, principally it is possible. It's incumbent to the handler. Only condition is that you have to spend the budget for it from your own pocket.”
“That's no problem. I will pay for everything.” he said smiling. “But when it's allowed then I'm happy. Thanks for the information.” He said and left the office.
“First time ever somebody asked something like that...” Ferro said to herself, skeptical about the seriousness of the handler's question.

Around afternoon Etienne had walked to the personnel's canteen for getting a refreshing coffee.
“Hey Etienne.” A voice sounded as he stood at the counter ordering. Priscilla was winking with the arm from the other side of the room, trying to get his attention.
He walked over to her with the cup of coffee and sat down opposite her. “Hi Priscilla.”
“How is it going with Emilie?” she asked him.
“Pretty good, she practices shooting and got even better.” he told proud about his beloved cyborg.
“That's nice to hear. At least she finally feels better.”
He looked down to the cup of coffee he was holding in his two hands. “Yes, I do like this Emilie more than the depressed version she was lately, even if it wasn't her fault.”
“Of course, me too.” She also took a sip of the cup in her hands. “Hey, I saw Emilie wearing her knit-jacket.”
Etienne smiled and nodded. “Yes, Emi feels comfortable in it. She told me she knitted it by herself.” He took a sip but sugared the coffee a little bit. “You heard the latest news?”
Priscilla shook her head clueless. “No, what is it?”
“They will get us back into action finally. Jean brought me the documents, we will be at the Prime Minister's charity event.”
"Yes, I already heard of that, Olga told me. I'm happy for you two.”, Priscilla lied, concerned about that one or both of their closest friends could get killed on mission.
Etienne of course noticed that in her voice. “What's wrong? It doesn't sound that happy.”
“It's just...” Suddenly she blushed, blocked by waving her hand and smiled. “Eh, Forget it, I'm just worrying too much.”
"I know." Etienne replied after taking a sip of coffee and began smiling. "By the way, Emilie had birthday back on 14th of February and I wanted to fulfill her wish and give her room a make-over tomorrow."
“A make-over? Cool, Can I help you with it?” Priscilla asked with shiny bright eyes.
“When you want it, you of course can help.” He agreed, knowing he couldn't dissuade her from that idea.
“Of course I want it, I want to do it as a late birthday present for my beloved Emilie.” Priscilla said without any hesitation.
“Okay.” He confirmed. “Everything is prepared, we just need to paper the walls, paint the ceiling, lay the carpet and assemble the bed and the new wardrobe.”
“Sounds like a complete make-over.” she said smirking.
“Um, yes, you could say that.” he laughed. "But that's worthy for my most precious girl.”
“Will she assists us?”
Etienne began smiling. “No. I ordered her to stay with Triela and Hillshire this day. It's a surprise for her."


Next day. Emilie was away this day as ordered with Triela and Hillshire. They spent a day off in the city. Quiet and introverted as she usually was she said not much on that trip, just was quiet and followed her older sister and her handler. On the funny side she appeared like a wealthy daughter was escorted by her bodyguards.
Triela noticed how quiet and uncomfortable she was in this situation, being ordered by her handler to stay with a different fratello the day, and so she tried to brighten her younger sister up with directing her thoughts to something different, pointed at her new, long red knitted wool scarf. “A very beautiful scarf you are wearing, Emi.”
“I knitted it by myself a few days ago.”
“It looks wonderful on you. Red suits you really well.” she said with a suggesting smile, making a compliment to brighten her younger Belgian sister up.
"Merci."

Meanwhile, at the Dorm Etienne and Priscilla were painting the ceiling of the room with black paint. “And she really chose black?” Priscilla began laughing. “She's such a cute goth girl.”
Etienne also laughing. “She knows what she wants.”
They finished painting the ceiling and Etienne took a roll of wallpaper. "Lets continue with the wallpapers."
Pris watched the grey pattern of the black wallpaper. “This looks awesome. A very nice pattern. I'm sure she will love it.” she said cheering.
“Yes, me too.” He smiled again. “I thought she also would like to have a nice wallpaper with patterns instead of a simple plain black wall."

Some time later, back at Triela and Hillshire with Emilie in care. They were walking down the street, Triela next to Victor Hillshire and Emilie following them, who was still looking uncomfortable with the situation. Hillshire looked back sometime and noticed the expression in the young girls face. “Hey Emilie, do you want an ice?”
She looked up surprised that he asked her directly. “An Ice? If you allow it, then I would like to have one.”
At the ice café they stood at the counter and ordered. “Two balls vanilla.” he said.
Then Triela ordered. “Two balls chocolate, please.”
"One small ball straciatella, please." she said hesitated.
“Whow, wait.” Triela stopped the iceman. “Come on, Emi.” She turned to the man. “She takes two and give her two big balls.” The iceman gave Emilie the cone waffle with two large balls of ice cream.
“Thanks.” She shyly said.
“Hey, when you get invited, chose what you want, and not just one small ball. Come on, even we ordered two, then you can do the same.” Triela taught her younger sister well meaning.

Back at the dorms Etienne and Priscilla made some improvement. They were done with papering the walls, already laid the carpet and now were assembling the bed. “This is a pretty large bed.” Priscilla said astonished.
“Hey, everything for my most precious Emilie.” He laughed. “The perfect opportunity for it, plus this absolutely matches her taste, I'm sure.”
Pris began grinning. “You're really the best what could have happened for her.”
They finished assembling the wooden canopy bed as Etienne brought something special, a curtain for the bed made of lace with skulls, webs, spiders and bats on it. “This is for the bed. The perfect accessory for her.”
“Where did you get it?”
“I found it in the internet and thought she would like it.” he said with a big grin.


Meanwhile the three were walking down the street. Triela noticed Emilie's quietness and withdrawal. She slung an arm around her and tried to get a look at her pretty face. "Hey, what's wrong? You are so quiet today."
"It's nothing..."
Triela lowered her voice. "Do you have your period?"
"I have it but that's not the problem. I'm just not feeling really comfortable today." Emilie sighed and drifted away into a thought.
Triela was still holding her younger sister in her arm. "You are thinking about Etienne, right?"
She nodded approvingly without any further comment.

Inside the dorm room the two agents were arranging a black wooden wardrobe for Emi. "Be careful, I cannot lift that much weight."
"What happened?" Etienne asked concerned.
"A passed away friend broke my wrist by accident, since then I cannot lift as much weight as before." Odd to mention Priscilla meant Angelica with this.
"Sorry to hear."
The wardrobe was a placed opposite the large bed.
"Next is the commode, then we are done." They took the black wooden commode and placed it near to the wardrobe next to the window.
"What a beautiful dresser. With the mirror she always can check her hair or beauty." Priscilla blushed. "Sorry if I sound a bit silly, Etienne."
He laughed. "It's alright. That was the use I had in mind, her private beauty mirror."
He came back with a ladder and a chandelier, disconnected the old lamp and installed the the new light.
"Oh, what a gorgeous chandelier." Priscilla said surprised and amazed.
"I thought this would fit the new room alot better than this old, ugly lamp." Etienne came down the ladder after he finished mounting the chandelier.
The Belgian handler finally brought a small piece of furniture and placed it next to the bed. "A new nightdesk. There she can put in all her chocolates and most personal things."
Priscilla had begun putting back the clothes of the goth cyborg into the wardrobe and sighed after some pieces. "She has so pretty clothes, so cute and beautiful dresses."
Etienne was putting back the lot boxes of chocolate into the nightdesk. "Most of them are from you." he laughed. "You really know what fits her and what not."
She closed the wardrobe and turned to the commode, went on with the underwear. "I know she loves black but even I didn't know she wears black underwear too." she said amazed by the sight of all the black panties, bras and bustiers.
"Maybe because she is extremely shy and prude and doesn't show herself anybody naked nor even in swim- or underwear." He took out a special box a and placed the content together with a message card on the blanket of the huge bed.
Priscilla eyed it and smiled happily. "I'm sure Emi will love it."

In the evening of the day the three, Hillshire and Triela with their entrusted but lightly bored Emilie in tow, were on the way back to the SWA facility by foot, the sun already had disappeared and now the sky was dark and the stars were shining clearly. Triela clamped at her handler's arm and smiled happily about the nice day and it's weather. Emilie just followed them speechless, her long silky hair whiffing in the wind.
Some time later they arrived and Triela was bowing out for that day. "I'm sorry, I hope it wasn't too boring for you, Emi."
Emilie shook her head. "No, it was okay. Merci that you endured my presence today."
She left and went up to her room, opened the door and was surprised what she found. Her entire room had been changed into the private crypt she dreamed about and wanted to have. She was amazed as she found all the black wooden furniture, touched the wallpaper softly and tears rolled down her cheeks as she took a closer look at the lace curtains. "This must be heaven. It's like a dream became true."
On the bed she focused then something, took it and read the message on the card. "A little present for my sweet little angel. P.S.: Enjoy your new room, hope you're feeling more comfortable now. ;-)"
She took a closer look at the present her handler had left there for her. It was an elegant sleepdress in black with white accents, made of velvet, lace and silk. Emilie quickly turned off her coat, the self-knitted dark gray wool jacket, her black dress and tights, slipped into the nightgown and watched herself in the dress in the mirror of her new dresser. "Beautiful."
The huge canopy bed in eyes the young goth lady decided to lay down on it and some moments later she laid there with outstretched arms on it and felt the soft fabric of the bedwear. "So soft and comfortable."
Some time she stared at the ceiling above her until her gaze drifted a bit more to the central of the room where a complex, black chandelier was hanging. "Oh, I even got a chandelier."
She grabbed the penguin plushy Tux next to her. "Do you like it too, Tux? You do, right?" Emi pressed the plushy to her chest, embracing it heartily. "That's absolutely unbelievable, Tux."
Overmanned by tiredness she closed her eyes and because of the new bed's calming softness she very soon had fallen asleep and laid there peacefully breathing in her much more comfortable, new room.


Next morning Triela, Larissa and Emilie were having breakfast in the dining hall and sitting at a table together.
Triela was a bit groggy this morning and had taken a coffee to give the day a kick-start. The short blond Larissa sat next to the tall blond Triela, munching a bowl of cereals with milk. They already were eating as Emilie joined the round and took seat opposite them with a dish with Belgian waffles and a cup of tea in the hands. "Bonjour." she just said.
"Bonjour, Emi." Triela replied.
Larissa looked to the right into the eyes of the older cyborg next to her and lifted, still munching, an eyebrow to ask for the meaning of the word in a language she wasn't able to understand.
"Good morning in french." Triela whispered into the younger girl's ear.
The tall blond took a sip of the cup of coffee in her hands and watched the French-Belgian opposite her how she was eating her meal speechless and quietly for a while.
"What is it? You're appearing a bit happier and more relaxed than usual. Did you had a good night?"
Emilie looked up from her waffles and was surprised by the question. "Really? Do I appear like that?" she asked. "But yes, I had a very good night in my new room and new bed."
Triela amazed. "You have a new room? Awesome." She was thinking for a second before she continued. "Anythings against a party to celebrate your new room?"
Emilie blushed a bit, didn't felt much comfortable with the idea but accepted the invitation.

In the afternoon all arrived in her room, brought tea and cake and were taking seats. Rico and Henrietta were looking around confused and lightly distraught about the new, gloomy style of their sister's dorm room.
"And this really is what you wanted?" Henrietta asked skeptically, unbelieving Emilie could like such a gloomy room.
"You really like it that way?" Rico asked.
"Oui. I do." Emilie replied a bit shy and hesitated.
"Isn't that canopy bed a bit too large for a girl of your height?"
"No, Claes." Triela said pouting. "It's the right size, princess size! Perfect for our Emi."
Cleas shook her head. "It's just too large."
"That's just your opinion, grandma" said Triela tongue-showing.
"Etienne brought it, but I like it. It's so soft and comfortable." The black haired Belgian said blushing, lightly confused about her older sisters.

Soon after a while Henrietta and Rico left the round, they felt too uncomfortable and fled into a much brighter place, their own dormitory room.
Triela, Larissa and Claes still remained there, enjoying the tea and cake and spending time with their quiet and introverted Belgian sister in her new dark princess-like realm.
"Those kids..." Claes said head-shaking about the the two younger one's disappearing.
"Come on, Claes, ignore it." Triela patted her shoulder and grinned.
Emilie had changed from one of the chairs to her bed and now was laying there with outstretched arms.
"You really like that bed, do you?" Triela asked.
She sighed one time satisfied. "Qui, absolument." Emi replied.
Larissa stared over to the her sister on the bed. "It really looks comfortable. Seems like you can crawl easily under it and playing hide and seek." Larissa said amazed by the massive wooden frame.
Triela laughed, was amused by the comment of the young blond. "I don't think that Emi would let you play hide and seek under her new bed."


At the same time in the personnel’s canteen Priscilla and Etienne were sitting together, discussing the previous day after they met coincidentally.
"Did you meet Emi today and asked her about her new room?" Priscilla asked interested.
"Oh, I met her after breakfast. She's really happy, just embraced me and smiled." Etienne told with a smile, satisfied about his cyborg liked the make-over.
"Aww, she's such a cute girl." Priscilla said and blushed, overmanned by the feelings she had for the lovely french-Belgian girl. "Cuter than ever before."
"I'm glad she likes it that much."
Priscilla laughed. "Emi really can be happy to have a fatherly, caring handler like you. She just asked for painting the walls and received a complete room make-over."
"You know she is my most precious girl and I obtain I can everything for her. I'm owing it to her."
The friendly former police woman put a hand on his left shoulder and patted it, showing her participation to him with this gesture. "I know."
"By the way, thanks again for helping yesterday. I wouldn't have finished it that soon without your help.”
"No reason to thank me, that was an implicitness. You know, I would do everything for Emi as well as you." Priscilla said in her strict confidence while holding her wrist with the hand.
"Is there a personal reason for it? Is it related to why you're holding your wrist?" the Belgian handler was smelling it had something to do with her wrist.
"Indirectly. I really do love your Emilie, she's such an adorable and lovely girl but she also reminds me of a friend who died long ago. Her name was Angelica. I can see her spirit and her resemblance alive in Emilie." She looked down to her wrist she was holding with the other hand. "With my wrist... Well, Angelica broke it accidentally. And since she died this is the only thing that reminds me of Angie aside my memories. Maybe that's the reason why I'm holding it subconsciously each time I think about her."
"Interesting story, Priscilla. So Emi has a very special place in your heart as well as in mine. Then we are two in this." Etienne finished his sentence with a satisfied smile and raised the cup in front of him. "For Emilie."
Priscilla raised her glass as well. "For Emilie."



Emi and Larissa were at the outdoor shooting range this morning a few days later, practicing shooting. For Larissa it was the first time ever she was practicing together with others.
Etienne was just watching how Emilie was shooting, without any comment he stood there with crossed arms and observed his cyborg. Emi shoots one handed, completely focused at the target.
Larissa of course was pretty unfocused at her first practice with another cyborg. Because it was her Belgian sister she was even more unfocused and observed in her affection Emi by accident and was fascinated. "Wow, that looks awesome." Then Jean ,her actual supervisor, gave her a clout. "Hey, eyes at the target!" Larissa apologizing through her big brown puppy eyes. "I'm sorry, Sir."
Larissa was not that concentrated and had a notable streak in her target sign. As she was reloading her SIG P225 after the magazine was empty, she again observed her Belgian sister as suddenly a single bullet case hit her head. Jean of course noticed that and shouted at the young blond. “Didn't I say it?”
Larissa rubbed the point where the case had hit her. “I'm sorry, Sir.”
Jean wasn't amused by her second fail of concentration and pointed over to Emilie and Etienne who were absolutely focused at the target sign. “Look at Emilie and how concentrated she is.”

Larissa was turning back to her own target sign and started shooting. She tried to shoot as precisely as possible but because of her missing experience the streak was pretty notable. The slide slid back, her gun had went out of ammo so Larissa pressed the magazine release button but right while she was fumbling the new mag into it, she dropped the pistol out of her hand by accident. “Oops.”
Jean face-palmed and shook the head, couldn't believe the short blond girl dropped her gun. “Listen, I know it's your first time but you cannot drop your gun!” He again pointed at Emilie who was still shooting next to Larissa. “Look how a routined shooter like Emi handles it.”
Emi right in this moment just ran out of ammo with her magazine, pressed the release button, dropped the mag and loaded the next into in one flowing move.
Larissa tried another time to load the magazine in, but failed again, her hand chattered out of excitement.
Jean shook his head and turned around to leave. "Training is over, Larissa." She took her gun with the still detached magazine and followed him back to the dorm. "I'm sorry, Signore Jean, Sir." Larissa said.
Jean turned his gaze down to the short blond next to him. "You need to learn to control your gun. Before that, continuing practice is useless." He saw the expression in Larissa's face. "But good enough for your first day."

Meanwhile back at the shooting range Emilie was still practicing shooting. Etienne reloaded another one of Emi's empty Magazines and gave it in her hand as she was ejecting the old mag. "The last one for today." Emi nodded, aimed and shot the last 20 rounds.
"That's enough for today, Emi." He analyzed the holes in the target signs and was impressed. "Your skills are excellent, the stray is very low." Etienne slung an arm around his cyborgs. "You are definitely ready, ready for the mission after tomorrow.



Two days later Etienne and Emilie had been sent along with two other fratelli and some supporting agents to take care of the situation at the local charity event hosted by the Italian Prime Minister Pisano Renato. The Belgian fratello had been commanded to avoid ambushes from the inside. Infiltrade the masses, the other fratelli took position outside and observing the situation. Chief Lorenzo thought they Etienne and Emilie would be the most inconspicuous for the inside, partially based on the fact Emilie was born and raised into a wealthy family and with her distinctive elegant clothes she would totally fit into the charity event aside the fact that Etienne and Emilie easily can portray foreign wealthy persons because they both have accents.

The group stood in front of the restaurant building.
"Alright.", Jean said. "We take position at the rooftop opposite. Sandro, you take position here with Petra and observe the entrance. Etienne, you and Emilie are inside, observe the people and protect the prime minister if something happens."
"Understood." Emilie, who was wearing a beautiful black gown with a jewelry-necklace, confirmed as she had checked the loading of the small pocket gun one last time and put it into a small holster at her thigh.
Petra to Sandro, as they took position. "I still don't know why they have chosen her for that mission. Such a dress would suit me alot better!”
Sandro laughed loudly, amused by her comment. "Haha. But she has alot better manners than you, my lively redhead."
She was sulking and looked desperate away. "Hmpf..."


The two entered the restaurant and directly went to the host of the charity event, the Prime Minister Renato. The minister stretched out his hand to welcome Etienne. "Social Welfare Agency, right? I got supervised that you will ensure my protection today."
"Hello Minister Renato." Etienne said, shaking the politician's hand "Yes, we will protect you today for the case an ambush will happen."
The Minister focused the quiet girl in the gown right next to Etienne. "And who is this young beautiful lady?"
"This is my assistant, Emilie."
The minister smiled, giving a kiss at the young girls hand. "Emilie, what a beautiful name."
She dropped a curtsy as an act of politeness. "It's an honor to meet you, monsieur Renato."
"No reason to be that formal."
"Right, we join the crowd and try to find something out, minister Renato." Etienne slung an arm around Emilie and escorted her away from the minister who meanwhile was welcoming new guests.

The small purse in the hand Emilie began observing the guests, scanned them for any suspicious action, behavior or conspicuous person in the crowd of guests.
From their higher position they had a clear overview over the situation in this entrance hall.
“Lets go to the main hall, the dining room, my dear.”

In the dining hall they sat down at the prepared tables to keep in their role as guests but still watched the other guests precisely, which were filling the hall.
As they sat at the table, some of the waiters walked around and offered the noble guests glasses of champagne but also glasses of water for the non-alcoholic guest.
“Merci.” Emi said and took one glass of frizzling water as a waiter stopped and asked them. Etienne took a glass of champagne.

Some time later, as all guest were supplied with drinks and sat down on their places at the places, the prime minister stood up, raised his glass and held a speech. "Welcome ladies and gentlemen. I am proud of your countable appearance. Have fun and enjoy the event."
Emilie clapped in the hands like all other guest. "Good speech. Minister Renato is a good host." she said to Etienne.
"He is a politician like the others, doing everything for the fame."
"Isn't it the same with nearly all politicians?" Emi asked, turning her gaze over to her handler.
"It is, Emi, it is." Etienne turned around. "Okay, time to join the masses and have an eye on them."
"Understood." Emi replied, took her purse and walked to the left, while Etienne walked over to the right.

Emi wasn't very suspicious in the mass, although her distinctive dark appearance but beside that, she just appeared like a millionaires daughter with all the elegant clothes, jewelry and attitudes.
Some of the guest were accosting the black haired teen girl and she tried to stay in her role as a daughter of a rich man. Unnecessary to say it was easy for her because she already was the daughter of a rich family before and luckily her manners and behavior had survived conditioning.
She was having several discussions with various guest through the time, observing precisely their reactions.

"Hey, young lady. I think I Never seen you before. Who are you?" an old lady said to her as she saw the young black haired girl standing at a column and observing the crowd.
"Bonjour Madame. I apologize." Emi started as she made an obeisance as an apologizing gesture in front of the lady. "My father and I just moved over to Rome. So I am really sorry if I’m unknown to you, Madame."
"What a well behaved young lady. Sorry if I sounded a bit harsh." She took a sip from the glass champagne in her hand. "I hope you're enjoying the event."
Emi did a bow and replied in a formal way. "Oui Madame, I do."

Etienne met his cyborg after the lady, who had talked to Emile, disappeared some time later. "Hey my dear." He gave her a little kiss on the cheek. "Nothing special till now." he said.
"Same over here. All people I talked to, seem just to be normal citizens." Emilie replied.
"We just have to wait and be aware. The information just said that an ambush will happen, not if it's coming from outside or inside."

Etienne observed his girl precisely, particular her clothes and jewelry. "You never have looked as good as today."
She blushed a bit by his compliment. "Thanks for the compliment, Père. I had that outfit just in my wardrobe."
"Where did you get that dress from?" Etienne asked interested because he never had seen it before.
Emi blushed lightly. "Priscilla bought it for me the last time she took me to the city."

Emilie observed a waiter who left the kitchen and serving the dinner. The man in the red vest was behaving unnaturally odd, clumsy and nervous. “Look, this waiter behaves odd.” she said to her handler and pointed at the man in the waiter uniform.
Etienne took a closer look and recognized the silhouette of a gun under the shirt of the man. “I see what you mean. And this one additionally seems to carry a gun. Let's stop him!”
They stopped the one waiter, Emi draw the small Beretta Tomcat from a thigh holster, pointed it at the mans head. "What have you planed? Tell it!" Etienne shouted
He did a fast move, kicked the gun out of the girls hand, took out an own pistol and started shooting at Emi and Etienne. Etienne ducked to the right, Emi jumped to the left trying to reach her gun and took it. The man in the waiter's uniform spoke to a walkie-talkie while he tried to escape. "Our defilade is ruined. Plan B, attack, attack!"
Emilie who had started chasing the man shot into his direction and pierced the walkie-talkie to cancel the connection but too late, he already had informed his comrades.
Suddenly an explosion outside happened, the glass of the window burst and all guest began fleeing in sheer panic. Etienne into the micro at his wrist. "An ambush has occurred! They're disguised as waiters!"
Emilie ran over to the minister who had hidden under the table. "Minister Renato, you're in danger."
Emilie saved the surrounding as Etienne kneed down. "Minister Renato, that's an ambush. We escort you to your car."
Right in this moment Ferro's voice sounded to Etienne's and Emi's earpieces. "The minister's car had been blown up. Hold on a moment, we send the van instead."
"I just got informed the original car is destroyed. We have to wait for replacement." Etienne said to the Minister and his wife.
The young cyborg girl meanwhile had flipped a rectangular desk to make a coverage and was saving the surrounding. Three men entered the hall, shooting in the air and bring the fleeing people under control. "Three men with rifles, we have to withdraw and escape."
"Right. Follow me!" Etienne who had meanwhile taken out his FiveSeven ordered the prime minister and his wife. "Emi, give us fire protection if necessary. Save our backs."
"Understood."
Etienne ran into the kitchen, closely followed by the minister, his wife and Emi who cleared their backs.
"We exit through the delivery entrance at the back." he said into the microphone. "Jean, Rico, three men are following us with MPs."

They walked through the kitchen. Etienne instinctively took the right way while running and cleared their way.
"Hurry, we get chased!" Emi shouted and tried to shoot the armed man who was following them. "I stop him!" she said and ducked behind a stainless cooking oven.
The man hid behind the corner as Emi shot two rounds trying to kill him but he opened fire on her and she ducked down on the ground behind the stainless oven. "Ugh.", she said silently. Suddenly the fire stopped, the guy had went out of ammo, Emi realized her chance and jumped toward the man, trying to beat him with her clenched fists.

Meanwhile Etienne had reached the delivery entrance and checked the situation. "The van is ready, waiting at the parking lot." Ferro's voice sounded in his earpiece.
"We are at the delivery entrance." He risked a glimpse through the door as suddenly two guys opened fire at the heavy steel door. "Two men are in my way and attacking us." he said into the micro. "I need support!"
Rico was on top of the roof of the neighbor building and looking through the scope of the Dragunov sniper rifle. "I see them." she said.
"Fire!" Jean ordered her. Rico aimed and bang, the first man caught a head-shot. The second man stopped firing, not realizing what happened, but right in this moment Rico aimed and shot him between the eyes. "Cleared." she said.
Etienne opened the door again and risked another glimpse. "Situation cleared. We leave the delivery entrance." Etienne tossed the door open and pointed at the parking lot. "No matter what happens, keep running till you reached the van."
The minister took his wife's hand and started running. Etienne was running next to them, observing the surrounding for threats but they reached the van without getting attacked again. The minister entered the van with his wife, Etienne closed the door and with smoking tires the van left the scene.
"The package has left, I repeat, the package has left." Etienne phoned the others.
"Roger, we cleared the situation at the front.", Sandro's Voice sounded.

Jean was ordering Rico to lock and putting away the gun. "Situation under control, all enemies have been erased. We return from the roof."
Etienne nodded towards Jean who was looking down at him from the roof. "Roger."
He turned around and entered the building through the delivery entrance. He was so driven by adrenalin that he hadn't lost any thought about his cyborg since she stopped at the kitchen but now that he calmed down he started thinking what happened to her.
Right in this moment she came around the corner, with some scratches but alive. "Situation cleared." She said, lifting the skirt of her dress, exposing her right leg to put back the gun into the holster.
"What took so long?" He asked his lightly deranged girl and stared for a moment speechless at her. Her hair was tousled, the dress was a bit dirty and she had a few scratches. Then he suddenly grabbed her and embraced his cyborg. "I'm so happy nothing happened to you."
"Sorry, another man came into the kitchen after I killed the first one." Emi didn't realized what happened and just answered to his question although he was embracing her.
"I'm so proud, Emi."
The lightly deranged girl was perplex, did not knew what she should answer and so endured his embracement speechless.
"Come on, let's go home." he said and directed her back to where they came from.
In the main hall, where all guests were some of the the agents already had taken care of the frightened guests and calming them down as Etienne and Emilie left the building to return back to the dorm.


Inside Jean's car Etienne and Jean were discussing the previous events. "I already assumed that the waiters would be the padanians." Jean said.
Etienne nodded confirming. "Me too. The guests were a complete different number."

A row behind Jean and Etienne, on the backseats, Emilie and Rico were sitting. Emi just sat there and said nothing but Rico watched her. "Everything okay with you? You're so quiet.", she said with a concerned undertone in her voice.
"I am okay. But within the trouble I lost my purse." Emi looked a bit sad outside the window of the car, watching the buildings passing by.
"Oh no. That beautiful jeweled black purse?"
Emi just nodded confirming but stared out of the window.


Back a the dorm Emilie walked to her room, took off the gown, slipped into a black dress and inspected the gown. "I hope the laundry is able to remove the dirt."
Suddenly somebody knocked at the door. Petra opened it and entered the young girl realm. "Hey, goth-girl, here's your purse." She threw the black thing with the butterfly made of jewels on it towards the black haired girl, who wasn't able to catch it in her perplexity. "You should care a bit more of your things." There was a notable subliminal anger in her voice. Although it wasn't her own decision, Petra was still a little jealous at Emi that she got got chosen for that mission.


In the evening she was staying in Etienne's room. Together they were sitting on his couch. He had slung his arm around her and was cuddling his beloved Emilie. Her head rested on his shoulder and she was holding a cup and just enjoying a raspberry-flavored black tea.
“Are you satisfied with my work?” She asked a bit unsure.
“Yes.” he said, wondering about her question.
“Did I do my job right? Did I prove that I’m capable again?” she asked, concerned about her situation, being back into work after a long period of incapability.
He smiled happily, fondling her head and suggesting her his appreciation. “Don't care about that, you showed us more than we expected from you.”

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I don't know where it had come from but somehow I developed a pretty dark personality, sarcasm and irony are my friends, torturing and fooling everybody is my hobby and I wear almost only black....am I strange? -Schaschanist-

Je suis juste un petit fille de goth. -Emilie Valerie De Laroque-
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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by Thescarredman on Mon 31 Dec 2012 - 17:12

Emilie makes dark and gloomy uplifting. She surely gets a lot of attention from the staff and the other girls. Its good that they all think she's special, and not put off by her differences. Under it all, she's a little doll, eager to please, and despite everything, able to lighten the lives of those she knows.
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Re: New Fanfic-Story: "New Ways"

Post by MP5 on Tue 1 Jan 2013 - 18:44

And so the adventures of Emilie continue. I don't have much to say except that it was nice seeing Emilie get back into action this chapter.

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