Rebirth
Prologue: Cheating Death
'…my time's up…is it...?' He thought to himself as he fell backwards from the shot of the silenced weapon. His face reflects that he regret his life for not trying to stop his drunk father, and for living in this cursed world; knowing that the person who killed him, is the person whom he loves.
"Rico…why…?" He ask her
But she didn't answer. Instead, she fled in tears with whispers of 'sorry'. He looks up towards the ceiling, his right hand on his chest. Clutching his blood-stained uniform; hoping it will ease the pain and prevent himself from losing it and giving in to the heavens that waits for his return home. His breath became long and painful as it was now accompanied with sporadic wheezes and coughs of blood. Each second that passes feels like torture to him. Short minutes becoming hours. Visions of his past slowly flashes in his mind as his eyes slowly drew to a close. He remembers his joyous moments before his mother died, and his father turned drunkard. Then the flash when he met Rico in the back alley; which happened just a day ago. Oh, how he wishes it never occurred in the first place. Then his death would not be filled with thoughts of demise on this cursed planet. Slowly, his eye lid closes slowly as sounds around him disappear.
"…Are you sure he's the one…?"
"Yes, he is."
"Why not pick a girl instead?"
"I don't work well with females. Last female partner I had ditched me in the field after something I said…"
"You're sure about this choice? Girls feelings are much easier to control than boys, which requires more complicated arrangement on its' chemical brainwashing procedure."
"I had my days hitting women. I don't need some little brat to like me now…"
"If that's your choice, then so be it. Ziliani will call you once it's done. Now, what will you name him?"
"Hmm…maybe Boris…"
He shot up from his bed, confused as ever on what had happened. He didn't know how he managed to get where he is currently, or why he's there. All he remembers now is Mercutio Solare; his handler's name, the Beretta M92F and the M16A2 he's given, the Social Welfare Agency where he's currently at, and lastly, his name; Boris.
Maybe…just maybe if he didn't pick this unfortunate boy; maybe if he followed what Louis said and picked a girl, it wouldn't have to happen. Henrietta, Triela, Petrushka, Beatrice, Rico, Claes, and Angelica; along with their handlers and the staffs of SWA wouldn't have to die in vain if he didn't pick him.
The fall of the Social Welfare Agency, starts here…
Author's Note:
And here it is! I decided to take up Emperror's idea on creating the chapter version of 'Bittersweet Revenge'. This will take on what happened earlier which caused SWA's Section 2's Operatives to be annihilated. Somewhat out of idea for other fan fictions (My editors and co-workers are thinking, summing up events, and taking over for the school-based Gunslinger Girl fan fiction), I decided to make this one out. Ideas always come and go, as they say and this one came after I re-read the Gunslinger Manga (Volume 1). Enjoy!
