(A/N: For this part, the song I'm using is "Memory II" from Parasite Eve.)
Chapter 1
Los Angeles, California; 7:15 pm PST
*"What…what is this place?" Aya suddenly found herself in a strange, large room that was surrounded by large monitors and desks. She certainly did not recognize the place but was currently focused on the little girl walking towards her.
"Maya…" Looking at her sister caused Aya to smile shortly before it disappeared again. "What is this place, what's going on?"
The look on Maya's face did not comfort her either. "Aya…I have this bad feeling…like something's going to happen…it already is happening…just like before."
"Like before?" Aya asked. "You mean…like New York City?" Maya nodded. "Who is it? It's not…Eve, is it?"
"No…it's…" However, Maya looked reluctant to say and turned around. "…I'm sorry Aya, I have to go."
"W-Wait!" Aya said. "Do you know what's going to happen!?"
Maya then started walking away. "It's time for you to wake up Aya…"
(A/N: For this next part, the song I'm using is "Daydreamer" from The 3rd Birthday.)
Aya suddenly woke up to the alarm clock beeping in her face. She turned it off, realizing she was slightly out of looked over and saw she was alone in bed but could smell something cooking in the kitchen.
As she got up, she looked out the window to see the sun starting to rise and could already hear the infamously busy LA traffic just down the street. However, she couldn't get rid of the dream she just had. Of course, any dream she had with Maya was more than that, it was a premonition of things to come, just like the incident two years ago.
"There's no point in worrying about it now..." Aya thought. If something was or has happened, she'll find out quick and if it did, she wouldn't be surprised to get a phone call. *She then got up and went to the bathroom to get a quick shower in before heading downstairs. No doubt Eve was getting ready to head out to school.
Aya Brea was once a former FBI agent and former NYPD cop and both roles had her up against forces that about ten years she wouldn't have thought possible. Of course, as she found out, she wasn't exactly normal herself, at least on the inside. Being thirty-two now, most would have thought she was still in her younger twenties but it's all thanks to her mitochondria, the tiny "parasites" inside her cells.
After the incidents in New York and Nevada, it seemed as if she was no longer needed. Neo-Mitochondrial Creatures (NMCs) were on the decline as well as their artificial counterparts. Not just that, but she now had Eve to take care of, who was now just starting high school so about a year ago she turned in her badge. Of course, she couldn't forget Kyle, who's been supporting them both the past couple of years with his now legitimate P.I. practice. After the incident in Nevada, he had disappeared for a short while, which Aya now knew was because the government had been looking for him. Although she didn't know how, Kyle was somehow able to create a new identity and got the government off his back and then came back to meet both her and Eve at the National Museum.
Aya then got out of the shower and got dressed, wearing a grey shirt and blue jeans that were starting to wear down at the knees. She went downstairs and before she went into the kitchen, she stopped and looked on in amusement as she watched Kyle manning the stove.
"Since when do you get up early and make breakfast?" she asked.
Kyle turned around and gave her a crooked smile. "Hey, being the man of the house and all, I can pitch in every once in awhile. Besides, no offense, but your cooking… could use a little improvement."
Aya scoffed slightly as she went up to him and put her arms around. "Jerk. Hey, my eggs are pretty good though!"
"…Yeah, hence why I said 'improvement,'" Kyle said turning around and holding her.
"Nice save," Aya said, giving him a quick kiss. "But yeah, my dad wasn't very good at cooking either so I never had a real good teacher."
"You're in luck then," Kyle said as he quickly dished everything onto three plates. "Cooking is just one of the many talents Kyle Madigan has up his sleeve."
"And the list goes on…" Aya muttered. "Is Eve up already?"
"Yep, she's watching TV but for some reason she's also texting her friends… you sure getting her that phone was such a good idea?"
"She's better than that, Kyle," Aya said. "She needs a way to stay connected with everyone and to be honest, I'm not so willing to constrict anything with her."
"I know, I know, she had it rough then," Kyle said. "Of course, you being her 'sister' and all, I guess it's your call."
"If her grades slip…nah, that probably won't happen," Aya said as she sat down. Eve then came in, dressed up in a small sweater and skirt.
"You know I can hear you both in the other room," Eve said, a slight smile on her face as she sat down.
"You'll have to excuse Kyle for playing the over-concerned parent," Aya replied, winking slightly.
"Oh I see how it is… hey Eve, how would you rate my cooking?"
Eve was busy eating a piece of bacon. "It's really good actually, a lot better than-"
"Don't even say it," Aya said. "I'm sorry I failed you as a sister."
"Oh well, maybe if Aya's nice enough, maybe I can give her a few tips," Kyle said, looking proud of himself.
Once they were finished, Eve quickly got up. "I have to meet some of my friends early so I have to catch the early bus." She then gave both Aya and Kyle a hug. "I'll be home usual time." She then got her backpack and headed out the door.
"I know I've said it before, but I can't help but be proud of her," Aya said.
"I know, she's adapted very well," Kyle said. "At least we don't have to worry about her vaporizing any of the students if they upset her."
"Kyle…" Aya shot him a glare.
"What, it was a joke," Kyle said, laughing. "She doesn't have those powers anymore…although maybe it's a good thing."
"But I still do…" Aya thought. After New York, she had gotten out of practice with her powers, almost losing control of herself at one point. But hopefully she wouldn't have to worry about using them ever again.
The phone then rang and Aya quickly cleared her thoughts as she picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Aya, it's been a long time."
Aya recognized the voice immediately. "Rupert?"
"Have you seen the news?"
"News? No, what's going on?"
"You might want to see for yourself."
Gripping the phone tightly, Aya went to the other room, turned the TV on and switched to CNN. It was clear as day: "BREAKING NEWS: RUSSIAN PRESIDENT HAS BEEN ASSASINATED"
"What the hell happened?" Aya asked.
"Apparently it was in the middle of the night," Rupert explained. "The culprit was one of the guards and he stabbed the president to death."
"…I feel like there's more to this than you're telling me," Aya said.
"It gets better: Once security entered the room, they found the body of the guard. Aya, he was completely incinerated."
Aya's heart skipped a beat for a moment and suddenly felt her hands clamming up. "Incinerated? No… not like-"
"Yeah, exactly like New York City," Rupert said. "I got called in by the administration and was ordered by the president himself to contact you."
Aya sighed. "Rupert, you know I'm not working for the Bureau anymore…"
"I know, but if this whole mess is going to start again, I need you. Hell, the whole country will need you if we don't figure this out. Please Aya…"
Aya was silent for a few moments. "If I were to say yes, then what would I have to do?"
"You'd be flying to D.C. immediately," Rupert replied. "The President believes if another attack occurs it could happen there. We're not one hundred percent sure of it but it's the best plan we have. I'll brief you more once we meet, that is, if you're considering it."
Aya was then rubbing her temples, trying to think. She only wanted out of the job to spend her time with Eve. She wasn't Maya, but it was almost like having her back, as if the accident never happened. But then again, if there really was a threat, who else could stop it?
"Alright Rupert, I'll do it, but as soon as it's over I'm done. When do I leave?"
"I already scheduled a flight from LAX a few hours from now. You might want to pack quickly."
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