The Silent One
Disclaimer: I don't own Repo! The Genetic Opera, no matter how badass it is. But Leandra is mine.
Summary: What is Nathan didn't die, but was healed by a powerful unknown woman. A woman with an interest in seeing Nathan and Shilo change GeneCo. But is it for the better? N/OC.
This is AU of course. But it is also combined with stuff from something called Amtgard, which is where Leandra and Alexander are from.
"Voice" Leandra's voice.
Chapter 1
'He wants me to do what?!' Shilo thought as Rotti handed her the gun. 'I may be mad at him, but I can't kill him.' She argued with Rotti handing the gun back and forth. Suddenly the lights went out… BANG!!!... When the lights came back on Shilo could see the blood blossoming on her father's chest. She ran to him. She was able to get him out of the chair. To her left she could hear Rotti ranting, then coughing, and finally dropping to the ground dead. 'Serves him right.' She thought as she held her father. Suddenly they were alone.
They were outside, but it wasn't dirty like the city was. There was grass and trees and a blue sky. "Where are we?" She saw a woman in almost medieval style clothing kneeling at her side with her hand on her father's chest. "What are you doing?! Who are you?!" The woman looked up at her and smiled slightly. She nodded down at Nathan's chest. Nathan had lost conciseness, Shilo looked at her father's chest. The blood was disappearing. The bullet was then in the woman's hand. Suddenly Nathan gasped. "Daddy, are you ok?"
"Yes, it doesn't hurt any more. Where are we?" Nathan asked as he sat up.
"You are in my world for the moment. You will go back in a short while." A voice said in their heads. "You should talk to your child about why you did what you did, Nathan the Repo Man." They looked around trying to find the voice. Finally they looked at the woman kneeling next to them.
"Was that you?" Nathan asked, looking closely at the woman. He noticed the scars on the woman, looking not like surgery scars, but injury. The worst being the one on her throat. With the dark hair and eyes she was beautiful despite the scars. He was suddenly taken aback. 'My god she looks like Marni.' The woman nodded at him.
"Yes, that was me. My name is Leandra. I have been watching you. I had to step in because the gods have things planned for the two of you. But for it to go forward you, Shilo have to forgive your father. He had his reasons for doing what he did, none of which were malicious. And you Nathan must explain to your daughter the reasons for your actions." Leandra stepped back and let them have some privacy.
"I'm so sorry for making you sick Shilo. I was so scared I would lose you. You have seen what the world is like. I didn't want to lose you to it." Nathan bowed his head down, hiding his face. Shilo could see that he was crying though. "I didn't mean to kill your mother either. I had thought I found the cure, we agreed she should try it. All the tests showed that it should have worked. The cure should have worked. Then when she tried it, she started bleeding. I don't know what happened. I could only save one of you. Your mother said to save you. I couldn't save her though." He just sat there, his shoulders shaking as he sobbed for the wife he had lost.
"It's ok Daddy, you tried to save her. And after seeing how the world really is, I can understand why you locked me away like that. I don't blame you." Shilo said as she hugged Nathan. They just sat there for a while crying, wishing things could have been different.
"I see that you have forgiven each other. Now there are some things that need to be brought to light." Leandra said with a small smile on her face. Sitting down in front of the two she continued. "First to discuss the guilt on the death of your wife. This was at no fault of your own. Rotti Largo poisoned your cure." Nathan gasped at this.
"But he cared about Marni almost as much as I did."
"True, but he was under the impression that if he couldn't have Marni, than no one could. Then he used your guilt that he knew you would feel to force you to become a Repo Man." She then turned to Shilo. "Also there is the issue of ownership of GeneCo now. Rotti wanted you to think that he hadn't signed his will yet. When in actuality, it was already signed. You are now the sole owner of GeneCo. You may do with it as you please. I know of three people who will not be at all happy with this knowledge."
Shilo sat there shocked. She couldn't believe all that she had just learned. She couldn't think, suddenly she couldn't breathe. Next thing she knew both her father and Leandra were leaning over her. Leandra had a hand on her hand on Shilo's shoulder and she could feel warmth running through her. "That should get rid of the last of the poison in your system. That shouldn't happen again." She said with a smile. She stood up and brushed off her pants. "We should get going. We will come back exactly when we left." Suddenly a shout was heard from behind them.
"MOMMY!!!! Where have you been? You told me to wait, but it's been hours." A small boy ran up to Leandra. He didn't look more than seven or eight.
"I told you I might be a while. These are the people that I had to go help. Dr. Wallace and Shilo." She said pointing to each in turn. "And this is my son Alexander."
Alex bowed to them. "Hello it is good to meet you." Turning back to his mother, he asked. "Mommy can I go with you? I can help, I can protect myself."
Leandra smiled. "I know you can. You can protect Shilo while I deal with other things. Can you do that for me Alex?" Alex nodded with a big smile on his face.
"Are you sure that is a good idea?" Asked Nathan. "He's only a little kid."
"Yes I'm sure. Alex please show them what you can do." Alex turned towards a small bush and pointed at it. Suddenly it burst into flames. "As you can see he is quite capable of taking care of himself. This is why I let him stay by himself at times."
"I guess so." Shilo said looking at the little boy. 'He kind of looks like I did when I was little.'
"We should get going. Close your eyes." Then they heard noise around them. They were back.