Gunslinger Girl is not (c) to me

This story uses characters and locations based on Gunslinger Girl, additional story elements and characters are (c) to me- ElfenMagix.

Solution's Resolution

Chapter 01: Diplomatic Immunity

People take to terrorism in many different ways. The further one is to the act, the lesser the time they will be in favor to doing something about it. The more personal the act is to someone, the more resolved one becomes to a solution. Both brothers Jose and Jean knows this too well. Having lost their sister to a bombing, adding Jean's fiancée to the body count, both are resolved to one form or another to put an end to those who have destroyed their families, and to Jean- the love of his life. To them, joining the SWA was a no-brainer. Accepting cyborgs as their tools, is another matter. Both men take different approaches to how their tools are to be used, and further more, dealt with.

1500 miles away in New York City- the first city of the new world, is another man, one who had worked hard to be the best in the positions he's been placed in during his life. One who has lost his wife due to a personal act of terrorism. One who has worked for his government, only to find his government less than supportive when he found out that his wife's killer was one of his kind; a CIA Special Ops Agent who had gone Rogue. He would be the one that the inner halls of the CIA would be talking about for years to come, for going too far on a personal mission to deal with the Rogue Agent. His name, Fernando G., will only be mentioned behind closed doors of high ranking supervisors, trying to find ways to deal with him. Fernando has long since left the agency, but one does not retire from it.

Since his wife's burial, he is often seen with his favorite god-daughter: Rachel. Fernando and Rachel met on one of his missions, where he stumbled across another crime in process- Rachel in the process of being raped by several gang members in a park. He rescued her from the ordeal, and the two have been close since- despite their 15 year age difference. She was 8 at the time of the rescue, he was 23. She was the flower girl at his wedding to his wife less than a year later, 6 months before the murder. It has been 5 years since, and they continue to support each other. Because of her rescue, she knows of his employment to the agency. Though living with her drug addict mother, Rachel basically takes care of herself, with help from Fernando in terms of money, support and protection; and adopted her as his god-daughter.

Between the 3, Revenge is has become a dish that they have been preparing, being careful to serve it well done and freezing cold like a fine gelato. Fernando still waits for the day that the prison system to release his wife's murder, but until then, life continues. As he waits, he trains his 'little girl' on things of self defense, weapons and marksmanship, and basic life skills. He does his best to emotionally support her, for though he had rescued her from a rape, it was not the first time for her to undergo through that ordeal, and though he protects her when he is around, it would not be her last. Things happen when Fernando has to be away from her.

Though Fernando left the agency, they still supply him with paid work on various projects. He has no choice but to take them, for they had fowled up his employment record, making him unhirable. Most of the stuff given are small computer programs, data drive forensics, even an occasional stake out and arrest if its within his neighborhood of 'El Barrio', aka. Spanish Harlem in NYC. September 9th, 2011 would be a stranger of all the minor missions he has had.

A month before, terrorists in Italy had blown up an Air Italia Jetliner, killing some 347 people enroute to point of ports of Paris, France; Madrid, Spain and New York City, NY. The plane had just arrived from Buenos Aires, Brazil; and New York City before that. It is here where Section 2 was called, citing that the terrorists have gone international for their cause. Investigations lead to Madrid, Spain and New York City, NY, USA. Yet the head of the terrorist cells are still in Milan, Italy.

Fernando receives a letter by private courier. Fernando accepts the letter and signs for it, thinking that the courier would leave at their point. He does not. Fernando enters to his home, onto his private office, reading the letter, as the courier follows behind. The letter stated the following:

Agent Fernando G.;

Your country is need of your services of your valuable skills to aid in its defense. Furthermore, you will be working with others in this case against terrorism outside of the agency, involving international resources and people to solve the Air Italia Bombing of last month.

Refusal is not an option. You must report to your local agency office for briefing. The courier will escort you to the destination.

Lets not allow personal semantics get in the way, as it has on previous mission. We chose you for you are the best in the field in what you do, and we want the best to come out of it.

Report to the agency office; 9/11/11, 1500 hours.

Supervisor John G.

In front of his desk, stands the courier, standing at ease with his hands to his back, probably with a personal weapon there. Fernando looks up at him when he is done reading the letter.

Courier: Care to follow me to the car outside in peace or do I have to carry you out?

Fernando: You would not be able too if I allowed you to try.

Courier: Oh, I've heard about that mutation of yours- hard wired nerves of silver, making impulses fly almost 10 times than us normal people. To my understanding, you can out run, out think, out do most normal people because of it, but tell me this, Fernando, have you, can you, out ran a bullet?

Fernando: No one can outrun a bullet.

Courier: Then you have no choice than to humor me and abide by the orders stated in that letter.

Fernando: I said, no one can out run a bullet. I did not say that it cant be out maneuvered.

Fernando reaches over to the far corner, grabbing his cane and puts on his dark glasses. This odd combination does not make sense to anyone except to those who understand his condition: nerves that operate on a higher level makes the senses that much more sensitive. Though sighted, Fernando's eyes are highly sensitive to light, and thus have to be protected or else go through a couple of days as if some one threw a bright camera flash to his face. Having gone through this before, he knows what it is to be blind. On days which it has happened, Rachel stays over to help him out.

Days before, in an empty building in the northern section of Spanish Harlem, by the East River, in the cover of darkness of the night, an older male and a young girl enters an abandoned building. Within minutes, a shoot out ensues as they work their way up the building. A drug cartel has 'owned' the building as one of their drug labs for the past few years, and were not going to easily give it up. They lose their fight to keep the premise to themselves.

As the older male and his young companion leave the building, they are met by many of the city's finest- the boys in blue- the New York City Police Department, 25th Precient. The young girl tries to make her stance aiming her weapon at the closest officer.

"Henrietta- Don't!", Jose yells (in Italian).

Confused, Henrietta lowers her weapon, softly saying, "Haij."

Several officers rush over to the pair. The officer in charge tells them to drop their weapons. Jose orders Henrietta to comply. She does, barely. Within minutes, the pair are handcuffed and taken to the precient for questioning. The other team members station on sniping posts can do nothing but watch as Jose and Henrietta were taken away. Unlike Italy cities' police forces, NYC police number into the tens of thousands of officers, which is small for a city of over 12 million people.

As procedure prevailed, Jose and Henrietta were placed into separate interrogation rooms. For hours, they were questioned about their activities. New York State Children Services were called in to deal with Henrietta, but until they arrived the following day, she was to be detained in the interrogation room of the police precient. During her questioning, she has said nothing other than her name and age. Her relationship to Jose, she stated as 'being his fratello…'

Hours past into the early AM, the shift begins to wind down, the precient building getting quiet. Henrietta sat there quietly, long after her interrogators had left her alone with the guard. Jose on the other hand was still being questioned. She had thought long and hard about escaping, as per her training, by any means necessary- escape and return to base, leave Jose behind if he could not be rescued, for the others will help out on that matter.

She looks at the guard, and asks. "Can I go to the bathroom?"

The police officer looks at her for the moment, thinking. She then raises her little arm, showing it shackled to the table she was in, saying, "I really have to go, mister…"

"Alright. I'll escort you to the bathroom. Just stay still as I uncuff you from the table.", as the officer approached.

She stayed motionless as he reached over to the table and uncuffs the table, leaving her still shackled. He slowly steps away from her, with his hand at his gun. Henrietta steps off the chair she was on and slowly walks over to the officer.

Faster than he could realizes what had happened, Henrietta had broken both his legs and his skull before he hit the ground. As he lies there dead, she takes his handcuff key and undoes the shackle from her wrist, before taking the officer's Glock9mm handgun. She hides it in the waist band of her skirt, and tucks her shirt over it. Sensing that all was quiet in the halls, Henrietta makes her way to the bathroom herself, and climbs out the window. Once outside, she runs south, to where St Paul's Church was 1 block away. She hides between the Church and the Rectory for the time being, under the stair casement and one of the building's basement archways.

Within minutes, the police precient was buzzing with activity once the dead officer was found. Henrietta knew this would happen and she would have to remain hidden until things quieted down within the next hour.

Unknown to her, Jean had arrived with papers to release Jose and her during this time. The death of the officer would make this difficult, even with the FBI, CIA and State Department being there with Jose to back them up with 'Diplomatic Immunity'. Like it or not, a manhunt was underway to find Henrietta, and at all costs. And though she may not know it- for her safety.