Disclaimer: I do not own Elfen lied, the Anime or the Manga, nor the ownership of the characters, as much as I would love to, this is just an unauthorized fanfic by a fan.
For those who are curious, Saseba is the "other research facility" mentioned in the Elfen Lied Manga # 95 page 17, but we never saw the facility, either in the manga nor in the anime which leaves a lot of room for the creativity.
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Prolong: The Submarine and Secret Intelligence
The newly modified Ohio-class submarine, USS Louisiana, moved stealthy through the Pacific Ocean. However, her mission is not nuclear deterrence, though she definitely has that capability with her nuclear missiles. Nor is her mission anti-terrorism, though she has enough members of the U.S. Army's Detachment Delta to take care of any terrorist group.
No, her mission and destitution is to take her cargo of special operative forces to the Diclonius research facility, Saseba, and steal whatever information the facility has on vector research, as well as acquire the vector virus, if possible.
It is this mission that filled the sub's captain, Daina Vonole, with dread.
If this mission fails there will be an international crisis. America attacking supposed friendly country? If the security was breached, if we were found out, America will look bad, no worse, such things, if found out will have the international community screaming for our heads. Japan may even kick all American military personal from their country may even have mobs assault American citizen in-country.
Although Daina Vonole has been assured that they were on a "humane" mission to "rescue" the Diclonius children from inhuman experiments, she has her worried. Although provisions were made for the Diclonius: a playroom with vector-cancelling devices hidden, a lot of colorful cakes and other foodstuff children love, and more importantly the crew had been specially chosen from the Blue and Gold crews for gentleness, and trained to deal with troubled children. Indeed, this crew that Capt. Vonole wasn't the Louisiana's usual crew, it was a specially picked group of men and women from the usual crew, a mix of Blue and Gold submariners. And back at the States, families already were signed up to adopt the Dicolonus when they arrived However, Vonole worried about the researchers on Saseba, she remembers asking about the fate, and the answer was far from comforting: they were to be shot and killed, with the exception of a certain CIA agent, once they given up all the required information.
Heck, look at the commando's weapons, they scream "Americans!" after they are equip with M4 with M203 grenade launchers, M1911 pistols, and M82 50cal. So much for a "covert mission" it doesn't take much to find out the commando's country of origin if they failed, they even wear uniform!
While, Vonole is thinking these unhappy thoughts, in another part of the vessel, a Silpelit is having similar misgivings. The Silpelit is supposed to be part of the team which assault the Diclonius holding pens, and already as the submarine nears her destination, she can sense other Dicloniuses begin held on the island.
This particular Silpelit is named Mary by her parents. She has been born in Japan, however, when the news arrive that she has been born with horns and a couple of official-looking men arrived to try to take her away, her parents would have none of it. They, with the help of the hospital staff, fled to America to and a rich relative helped them integrate into the American society. However, when Mary was three, her parents got into a car accident and were killed, or so she was told, and her relative, a high ranking Army general, and uncle, took her in.
Her uncle, General Jack Isamu, was a very loving man who was childless, so when he adopted Mary Isamu when her parents were killed, he was overjoyed and cared for her best he could. However the young Isamu had a lonely childhood. Although no one bullied her, they all kept a respectfully distance. Even her father was watchful, even when, to Mary's joy, she made it to West Point, there seemed to be someone watching her, even her fellow female kept a respectful distance, thus she graduated from West Point... bottom of her class.
Then she was selected for a special unit, and for the first time someone who treated her as "one of the guys" met her, though he later left for a different unit, he seemed to have started a chain reaction and now everyone treated her as a fellow member, with some exceptions. And now, for this mission he was back, and as a member of her team no less. Funny, she seems to have a feeling they have met before the Army.
However, as they get closer and closer to their destination, strange thoughts flow through her head: "Kill your teammates; you don't belong with them.""You are a Diclonius, you will never belong." Moreover, she seems to be able to "read" the thoughts of the Diclonius begin held on Saseba.
Mary wants to tell someone her thoughts, but the team's commander would probably tease her, no matter, luckily there was someone who would listen.
Mary decided to walk to Colonel Sanders' room, and looked inside.
Good, he's alone.
Colonel Sanders was the first one to treat her as a friend instead of just respecting her but keeping a distance, and as Mary entered his room, she had the feeling, not for the first time, they've met before the Army.
"Good evening, what beings you here, Horns?"
"Horns" was her code name, named after her horns on her head, and what everyone calls her.
"I have something to tell you, Sanders"
Another thing, no one refers to anyone by rank, they are all members of an elite special forces, everone know who is who.
"O come on you know you can tell me anything, close the door and shoot away."
Mary close the door with her vector, in doing so she noted how the Colonel's eyes follow her vector, or her "ghostly hands" as her teammates call them, as opposed to the movement of the door. Funny, no one else seems to be able to see her "ghostly hands" they just noted their effects.
When they were alone, Mary told Sanders about her feelings that she could sense the Diclonius on the island and her thoughts, and what seems to be their thoughts. She didn't tell him about the voices inside her urging her to kill though, Sanders might get worried.
As expected Sanders listened carefully and ask questions then told her he will make a report as she was leaving.
Like Mary, Sanders also have the feeling they've met before, though when before the Army…
Well, it doesn't matter; I'll ask her, after the mission, if we survived, I have a report to make.
Sanders quickly typed up a report for his CIA handlers, then got up to inform the team commanders.
On Saseba
"Please no, I'm scared"
Number 97 cried, chained to the wall, her world: a hellish place of white walls and cruel people in white robes. Oh how she hate them, how she hate the world, how she want to lash out… but can't.
"Bang!!"
97 stopped that metal ball aimed at her.
"8,789 Joules"
"Splat!!"
She didn't stop the second one, she hoped it will kill her.
It didn't.
As she lay on the floor, she sense another fellow Diclonius, but unlike the others, this one wasn't chained, restrained, nor was she begin bough here in one of those strange containers.
Moreover, this strange Diclonius, had people with her, people like the ones in lab coats, but, then again, not like the people in lab coats, they are… strange. And this Diclonius was coming, not in one of those helicopter, nor ship, but in a way 97 never though possible… a team of people, they seem friendly, at least more friendly than the ones with her now, and a fellow, though strange, Diclonius are coming… from underwater, in a metal tube…
For the first time she felt hope, no longer does she want to die, no she want to see what this strange Diclonius brings with her.
For the first time she sat up straight looked in the direction she sense the metal tube was coming from, and wish the crew of the strange vessel luck.
Come and give me freedom.
Also for the first time, she felt happy and smiled happily.
"What is this?"
Big mistake, she shouldn't have smiled, now all the guards were pointing their guns at her. No matter, someone is coming….
