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Wtf am I doing to myself...
I can't resist. I was going to start this after I finish one of my other ongoing Jelsa fanfics, but the temptation is too great. Practically been dying to write a Psycho-Pass AU for Jelsa ever since I got immersed in the anime. I feel like Kogami and Akane's roles in the series can fit Jack and Elsa perfectly haha.
Anyways, I will make it so that you don't need to watch Psycho-Pass to know what is going on in this fic. For that purpose, I believe that Psycho-Pass did an excellent job at setting up the first episode, so I apologize, but this first chapter will mimic the first episode of PP. I will add in my own flare in as well however. Only the first chapter will be like this. The rest of the chapters will take its own course and I will not be following anything else that happens in PP.
Jack may seem OOC, but the explanation for his character change from the canon will be revealed as the story goes on.
Story is rated M for a reason; warnings are listed below. First chapter only has mentions of rape, no details, so I'll keep this at the T rating until the next chapter.
I'll be updating this based on the feedback. If I get a lot of positive feedback, I'll prioritize this. If not, then I'll update whenever I feel like it hah.
Hope you guys will enjoy Abnormalize! (Yes, the title's from the first opening of PP. Great song btw, should give it a listen.)
Abnormalize
Psycho-Pass AU
Warnings: Sexual themes, rape, detailed violence, unsettling scenes
I.
Victim (Part 1)
"Even in a world so perfect, I cannot see the light for some reason."
- Burgess; Year 2119 -
A lighter flickered on and off in the man's calloused hand. He would occasionally keep the small, hot flame against the clean metal blade of the knife he held in his other hand. A disgruntled gurgle erupted from his throat as he could still taste the bitter remnants of the booze he had in between his tastebuds.
"You know…" he started as he heat the knife up idly. "I wasn't always like this."
His dark, hollow eyes went over to the limp body of a young woman that lay just a few feet away from him. His lips spread and curled into a crazed grin at the sight of the fresh bruises that littered her pale thighs. It excited him to no end.
"I wasn't always a criminal," he said with a ragged breath, chortling and giggling in between each word. "Damn random street scanner...read my psycho pass and deemed me 'unfit' to function within society. I mean, what's up with that, huh!? I've lived a perfectly healthy, normal life. I just want to live in peace, by myself - alone."
Pain paralyzed the young woman's body, rendering her helpless. She lay on the floor in a lifeless heap, blue eyes wide in fear and shock with her beautiful blond hair framing her delicate face.
"Please…" she breathed out, "please don't do this." Tears fell to the floor as she saw him straddle her across the waist. A frightened scream escaped her, only to be muffled by the man's clammy hand.
"Shhh," he cooed, pressing the hot knife onto her neck, scarring it. He grinned at her as his dark brown eyes lustfully combed over her slim, lingerie-clad body. "I've always...wanted to have sex with a beautiful woman like you. If the Sibyl System's going to label me like a criminal, then I might as well act like one. I might as well take what I've always wanted."
Her eyes shot open wide when she saw his grin deepen maliciously and felt him rip away the very few clothes that she had on herself.
A bloodcurdling, terrified scream filled the defunct, worn apartment complex immediately afterwards and continued - on and on, with no one bearing witness to the horrific crime.
"Damn, what a horrible night for an operation," a man, appearing to be in his mid-thirties, sighed as he ran his hand through his dark gray hair. He looked out at the heavy rain from underneath the dry safety of the make-shift tent where the police had set up base camp.
"Hello. We're sorry, but we cannot allow you to pass as this is an area under quarantine."
His mint-green eyes went over to the row of large robot drones that had lined up just a few feet away from the tent. In front of one of the drones, a young woman stood by, holding up her police-issued, identification bracelet.
The drone took a second to scan the information into the thin, metal bracelet.
"Access has been granted to: Inspector Elsa Winters."
The man watched as the female inspector rushed towards the tent, obviously out of breath. Despite this, she managed to stand up straight to deliver a proper salute.
"I'm sorry for the tardiness, Inspector Bunnymund!" she said in a clear voice. "I'm Inspector Elsa Winters -"
" - Yes, I know who you are," he cut in, prompting the young woman to turn a slight red in color. "No need to apologize. I know how bogged down this city gets in terms of traffic in weather like this." He turned back to grab a thick, dark blue thermal jacket from a clothes rack behind him and tossed it at her.
Elsa caught it in her arms easily and quickly inspected it with a glance. On the back was a medical cross with two snakes intertwined around it - the insignia of the Public Safety Bureau.
"Put that on," he ordered her. "It'll make sure that we can differentiate each other from a distance."
She obeyed without any hesitation, wanting to do everything by the book since this was her first major case. The jacket felt heavy upon her shoulders, but she uttered no complaints as she was filled in on the situation by Bunnymund.
"The information's been sent to you," he stated as he turned his own bracelet on. The screen filled with information about the case was projected in front of them in the form of a hologram. "A random street scanner picked this guy up," Bunnymund explained, his eyes resting upon the picture of a young man in his early thirties. "He had a cloudy hue and was advised to begin therapy, but he resisted and has been on the run ever since. Several other street scanners managed to track him down afterwards, but…"
Elsa's eyes widened at the information she saw in front of her. "His psycho-pass is extremely high. It almost doubled within just a couple of days."
"Yeah, amazing how these guys just corner themselves," he scoffed. "His crime coefficient's nearly at its limit. We managed to zero in on him here," he said, throwing a thumb over his shoulder to point at the beginnings of downtown Burgess. "There's a lot of high risk people in there and we don't want to alarm them too bad to send their psycho-passes out of control, so we have to proceed with caution. Especially since we just got word that he could also have a hostage with him."
She nodded as they got done with the briefing. "Understood." Upon coming to a realization that they were the only inspectors there, she wrinkled her brow and asked, "...are we the only ones going in on this case?"
Bunnymund raised an eyebrow at her. "Only inspectors," he corrected her, "but we'll need some backup, even if the help comes from a source I'd rather not use."
Elsa blinked curiously at the older man until she had her attention diverted to the sound of a loud police siren approaching. She turned around to see a large van approach the base. It parked itself right in front of her and she stared in astonishment as the hydraulics of the van hissed as the back hatch opened up.
"Sir -?" she asked as she looked towards her fellow Inspector.
"Surely you must have heard of the 'Enforcers' during your orientation into the Bureau," he explained as a few people began emerging from the shadows of the van. Bunnymund kept his green eyes focused upon them, frowning as he did so.
The platinum blond woman followed his gaze and let her eyes rest upon the individuals that he was referring to. They were an odd bunch, different age groups mixed in together, different physical appearances, gender, you name it. "Yes, they told us about Enforcers briefly, but didn't go into too much detail."
"Well, then you'd know that we as Inspectors, need to keep them in line. These Enforcers are the ones the Sibyl System deemed as "dangerous" to society, much like the guy that we're about to catch tonight. If they do step out of line, you use your best judgement at the time to subdue them. Anything you say, they have to obey." Bunnymund noticed her worried expression and he quickly added in, "think of it like…hands-on supervision, Inspector Winters."
She gave him a critical look, but said nothing else, trying to focus on the task at hand. First day on the job and she was already taking on a dangerous hostage case and being told to supervise individuals with high crime coefficients.
Taking in a deep breath and releasing it, she watched the four Enforcers line up in front of her. Putting on her best brave front, Elsa pursed her lips and stood there stiffly. Her eyes roamed over the group of people that were called the Enforcers.
"They're different from us inspectors," Elsa told herself, swallowing down the lump in her throat uneasily. Her eyes drifted from the extremely large, burly elderly man with a full salt & pepper beard, to the short green haired woman that stood right next to him. When they locked eyes, she smiled sweetly at her and Elsa uneasily returned the smile, unsure of what else to do.
"They're still detectives within the Bureau, but they have the same crime coefficients as the very criminals that we bring to justice."
Elsa's eyes wandered over to a stoic blond haired woman with the coldest of azure blue eyes. Beautiful, but deadly - was a good way to describe her. She quickly avoided making direct eye contact with her, afraid to accidentally offend the cold woman with just an innocent glance.
"They're dangerous criminals, capable of committing a heinous crime."
Her eyes finally landed on the fourth and last Enforcer, a well-built, young man with ghastly white hair with strands of gray-silver mixed in. He too, was stoic, but his blue eyes looked blank and devoid of any real emotions. An impassive coldness that sent shivers down Elsa's spine when they locked eyes.
"This is Inspector Elsa Winters," Bunnymund said to the four Enforcers that stood before them. "She'll be another one of your supervisors for tonight's case."
The green haired woman let out a gushing giggle. "Aw, she's so cute! Are you sure she's an inspector?"
Elsa blushed a little and averted her gaze uneasily.
"Stay in line, Tia," Bunnymund said sternly, prompting the burly old man to let out a rumbling laugh.
"Oh relax, Aster," he said in a thick Russian accent. "You don't need to worry so much about us. We will be on our best behavior, isn't that right, Astrid? Jack?"
The beautiful blond woman simply gave him a slanted glare and clicked her tongue in annoyance. She said nothing else in response.
"Depends on if that "best behavior" will get the job done or not, North," the white haired man responded as a large self-moving, closed cart rolled in between the two Inspectors and four Enforcers. The cart's hydraulics hissed as it opened up in half. He walked up to it languidly as the man named North let out another low pitched laugh.
"Jack, always the joker," he commented lightheartedly as he looked towards Aster, who shot him a no-nonsense glare. The old man cringed slightly underneath the other man's eagle-like glare. He laughed it off and went over to the other man whom everyone referred to as Jack.
Elsa's eyes lingered upon the white haired young man as he stood beside the cart and took hold of the weapons it carried. As soon as he hand wrapped around the handle, she briefly saw his blue eyes glow a bright teal before dimming back to their original color.
"Surely you must know of the Dominators, Miss Winters," North said as she darted her eyes back and forth between him and Jack.
"Ah…" she stammered inaudibly. "S - Somewhat. I've received basic training with real handguns, but only an informational session for the Dominators."
North laughed deeply again. "Well, pick one up. Even though you never received any training on it, a Dominator is pretty straight-forward and easy to use. Since you said you've handled a gun before, the two aren't really any different."
Her hands nervously hovered over the handle of the large handgun before she finally picked it up out of the cart. Upon immediate contact with her skin, Elsa widened her now teal aglow eyes as she heard a computerized system voice inside of her head.
"Activating Dominator Portable Psychological Diagnosis and Suppression System. User authentication: Inspector Elsa Winters, Public Safety Bureau, Criminal Investigation Department. Dominator usage approved. You are a valid user."
"It takes some time to get used to that voice inside your head, but it will blend in with your own thoughts soon," North remarked as he grabbed one of the Dominators for himself.
Still dumbstruck with how the omniscient Sibyl System could communicate with her through the use of an oversized handgun, Elsa stood there frozen to the spot as the rest of the team took the liberty of arming themselves with the impressive weapon. It was finally Bunnymund's voice that snapped her out of it and brought her back to reality.
"Tran and Hofferson, you're with me," Bunnymund said to Tia and Astrid, respectively. "North and Frost, you're with Inspector Winters."
Suddenly, Elsa could feel the pressure on her as Bunnymund left without another word. She looked to North and Jack uneasily and asked, "i - isn't there a briefing? Like what our plan of attack is?"
"That's why we're here," Jack answered her coolly. "Since we have the same crime coefficients as a latent criminal, we think in the same way as this guy that we want to catch. You just sit back and let us Enforcers do all the work."
Elsa wrinkled her brow at him. "I feel like I should be doing something though…"
North straightened out his black trenchcoat as he answered her. "All Inspectors do is observe and make sure that things are done through proper protocol." He pointed to her Dominator with a smile. "Since we have high crime coefficients too, the Dominators will work on us."
She felt a pit opening up inside of her stomach, but she tried not to venture in too deep. Were they implying that she should shoot them with such a dangerous device?
"It's exactly as you think, Inspector," Jack said, almost as if he was reading her thoughts and answering her question. With cold blue eyes, he locked gazes with her and said, "if you don't like how I'm doing things, then paralyze me with the Dominator. It's that simple. I have no choice, but to follow your orders as an Enforcer."
A/N
I shouldn't be allowed on this site. I write all these shitty little things and my hands won't stop sinning. LOL
Well, whatever. I guess fanfiction isn't supposed to be taken too seriously anyways. First two chapters will be pretty short, then we'll delve into the fun stuff. :) Probably not a surprise, but Hans and Pitch will be the bad guys in this. I'm sure all of us want to see Hans get executed, Dominator-style haha.
And I know that Psycho-Pass has very little romance and the series is praised for its friendships/platonic relationships, but I will do my best to safely weave in that Jelsa romance we all crave. :) Since this is also a rated M fic, might include some yummy smut too. -coughs-
Any reviews/favs/follows are greatly appreciated!
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