Caught in the Vectors
This is my third Elfen Lied fanfic as Elfen Lied is my favourite Anime/Manga. I have finished the series on both mediums and thought it'd be cool to do a fanfic where I selfishly place myself in the middle of the story. This is based on the Manga version so will contain spoilers for the latter half of the series. So enjoy my piece of self-indulgence as I - Benjamin McMullen - end up inadvertently tied into the plot of the slice-'em-up series of Elfen Lied.
Grounding
FLIGHT EN ROUTE TO KAMAKURA KAGANAWA PREFECTURE – NOVEMBER 24:
The flight had endured for quite some time now. I was stuck between two Japanese men who just seemed to love talking about their investments in Hang Seng or some crap. I should have brought my mp3 player so I would have music to accompany my mind instead of their super-capitalist nonsense.
It had been a month since I finished my final exams for my HSC. I was now left in the uncomfortable decision of what to do with the rest of my life. I had achieved a great result in Biology and I also did alright in Geography so I was thinking of doing a degree in some sort of Environmental Science.
But that would be on hold for now. I had received lots of money from my relatives for finishing school on such a good note (it was even more of an achievement due to my tearaway phase in the middle years). I had decided to do what I had waited years for – to travel.
I always desired the day I would see another country and absorb another culture other than the crude one I had been exposed to my entire life. In particular I had grown fond of the Japanese culture (though I didn't like the thought of eating whale meat). I became obsessed with Animes and Manga and was starting to get into the habit of writing fanfiction. So when it came to decision making, it wasn't long before I took the ticket to Japan.
Now why Kamakura and not some place people would usually visit like Tokyo or Osaka? The man at the travel agency told me that there was currently a special offer for fortnight stay in this place Kamakura. He said it was much more quiet and serene compared to the metropolitan areas. This and the fact I preferred the country environment made the choice ultimate.
I was looking forward to my stay. I had organised accommodation at one of those hostels. I just hoped I would find my driver okay once we dock at the airport which I assume must be packed.
But for now it seemed like we weren't really going anywhere. I grabbed the attention of a stewardess who was passing by. "Excuse me. But how much longer till our flight is due to land?"
"Um...I'm not fully sure." The ditsy stewardess raised her finger to her chin in thought. "I'll go ask the captain for you sir."
"Thanks." I returned to listening to the two men who seemed to change topic.
"So what are you here for?" The man on my left said.
"I'm applying for a vacant position at an ecological research facility just off the mainland." The man on my right said. I would now listen attentively – not just because I admire the human story but because ecological stuff interested me. Maybe I could return here for a career.
"So who's the company that runs the facility?" the left man asks whilst he flusters his collar and tie.
"Not sure but I think it's the Kakuzawa family business."
"Kakuzawa, I believe I have heard of them. They are very secret with their research.
"Yes but once I get the job I'll be hands on experimenting with the specimens." He rubbed his hands in a sort of delight a mad scientist might feel.
The stewardess hadn't returned yet but I heard her voice on the intercom instead.
#Excuse me passengers for flight #29 to Kamakura but our captain says we will have to remain over the area for a little longer. There appears to be some sort of occupation down below.#
Some sort of occupation? Usually they say something like 'turbulence' or an 'electrical disturbance'. What sort of 'occupation' could be ensuing down there?
Suddenly a massive jolt could be felt across the plane. This must have been the turbulence now. The other passengers started to panic and feel unease
#Ladies and Gentlemen please calm down. Our pilots are dealing with this sudden turbul-#
CRRSHHH..............What the? Why those sounds? Why did it suddenly cut out?
The plane stopped shaking but a new force could be felt: us plummeting!
Oh NO! This couldn't be happening! This was my first and only flight in a plane and it's resulted in death. I cannot die so young and before I even find my calling. I didn't even have time to say goodbye to my family.
"AGGGHHHH!!!!!!" The plane now had split in two and I had been ejected from my seat from the force. I was freefalling hundreds of metres above the air. It felt like a dream and it probably was. This was too surreal to be real. My body danced in the breeze as I felt the punishing air push against my limp body. I was a seed descending from a tree.
But just as earth neared its last few metres I felt a force almost lift me up. I hovered above a warzone...a destroyed flaming ball of aeroplane, a crumpled missile and bodies strewn everywhere. Their stance spelt death and the crimson sea indicated a bloody slaughter – how much of the slaughter was from the plane I couldn't say.
But why was I the only one left? No...This didn't feel right. It had to be some sort of whacky dream as a result of waiting so long on that flight. But these feelings were amazing as they took over my body. I was floating like a flower in a warm summer draught. And as I gazed vertically down I could see a lone figure staring straight at me with devil eyes. Was it a survivor as well?
I felt myself slowly falling, descending gently like a parachute, to the ground. Before the hard earth reached me I fell again – into a swirling darkness. This is what death felt like. This is what life had to offer me. Such a pathetic end to a pathetic, unaccomplished life.
But fate had other things in mind that day...
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I awoke from my dream on a calm beach. I felt an intense pain in my stomach and I had some minor bruises on my arms and legs. I must have survived and now I was on some beach and had no idea where I was.
I figured I would walk around and see if anyone could help me. Most people here probably know English by now so I should be fine.
A solid man in a green jacket and long brown pants caught my sights on the beach. He had his back turned and looked like he was talking to someone. I started to walk over to his position until a loud bang erupted from the quiet night.
"What was that!? It sounded like a gunshot!"
The man slowly turned his head to me and revealed sunglasses and a face that meant business. He cursed something in Japanese and I backed away as I noticed that it was him with the gun I just heard. But before he could do anything to me he flew back, ending up closer to where I was.
I cautiously crouched over to his laying body as another person – a young woman – came from the shadows.
"Excuse me but can you help us. I'm lost and-"
"Shut up!" The girl spoke in a deep dark voice that instantly made me cringe in fear. Her hair was pink for some reason and her eyes were a blood red colour, yet her fragile figure and pretty clothing made her appear submissive and docile.
The sand around us flicked in a circle, creating a surrounding ring. The bulky man who looked like someone from a commando corp. rose up and cocked his gun. "Let's get back to our fun then shall we?"
The man before me was raising a large handgun at an unarmed girl. What should I do?
"Please don't shoot sir. I'm not sure what she has done to you but she is clearly unable to defend herself."
"You don't know anything about what this girl is capable of." He responded as he shot out one of his bullets.
The boom tore through my eardrums and I would have fainted if not for the brilliant manoeuvre I saw the girl before me perform. She flipped upwards two metres in the air and I even got a glimpse of her panties before she landed firmly on her feet.
I had to be dreaming, the moments after the plane turbulence were just a figment of my imagination. People don't fly like that.
"Get out of here boy!" The man called out to me as I rose up and darted back, not wanting to take my sights off this choreography of conflict. Maybe that girl was a super gymnast and he was an angry coach.
Another shot of fire ripped the ocean air. The girl circled around the man and stopped after doing a revolution. This time when the man raised his arm and gun something terrifying occurred. His arm literally flew off sending sparks of metal through the area and polluting the beach.
"AHH! What-wha-that was a cyborg arm."
The girl seemed annoyed by my constant interruption and now was heading in my direction. Did she just do that to that man's arm? What if she tried that on me?
"AHH! Get away." I try in vain to clamber up the wooden wall sealing the town from the beach.
She was metres from me. I felt something cold rub against my cheek and continue down my neck and the small of my back. It literally felt like someone's hand but she was over there.
Another bang, the girl flung forward as blood flew from her shoulder. She gripped it hard and winced in terrible pain.
"UWAHH!" She called out like a freaky Amazonian warrior. I ran over to her aid but she cast me aside with a swipe of her hand.
"Please lady we have to get away from here."
"Stop interfering with us boy or I will be forced to shot you as well." A wicked grin shaped the man's face.
I was really hoping this was a dream by now as I took inspiration from the many movies I have seen and stood in front of the girl. "No! I cannot let you hurt her. She has no defence from your gun."
"Maybe she should tell you about her vectors then?" He aggressively responded.
"Vectors?" I uttered under my breath. The girl shoved me aside again.
"Move." She sounded crook from the shot that left a patch of bloody mess on her back and stained her dress. She reached for her head and pulled off what appeared to be a tied ribbon. The evidence backing up this dream was now piled on a mental desk and toppling over the room.
She definitely had two bony cones coming out of her head. This was freaky.
"You should go now boy." She said in a low tone.
"B-but-"
"GO NOW!!!" Her face was screwed until it no longer resembled a female or even a human and her voice thundered down like a hurricane. The cold hands rushed over my body again and I knew now that this was enough for me to handle. I darted to the side and left the two combatants to finish their demonic battle. I retreated to a nearby shack but a scruffy man barked from inside. I walked over to the other side of the beach and lay under a pile of used fishing nets. Those two were very scary and I worried that one of them may look for me next.
I thrusted my jacket and curled up. The night would be cold and unforgiving. My supplies were gone and I had no geography of this area. I nearly died a multitude of times in just one night and seen and felt things I've never come across back home. I did the one thing any other person in my dire situation would do...
...I wept.
Please tell me honestly how you think this will go. I have already caused bit of a stir. If you haven't worked it out yet I've entred around chapters late 60s just at the conclusion of Mariko's fight. I have placed Bando and Lucy in a battle early just to help me enter the plot but I want to maintain as much of the original plot as possible but of course with my contribution. Have fun reading the next chapter.