Pinpoint Conviction

Chapter 2: Speech To The Crowd

"I need to sit down, this is beyond me." Roy muttered loudly, finding a chair and plopping down on it, leaning back to give himself a sense of balance. His blue eyes trailed the room of the house, small but well kept. Their old home, or rather Yin's old home had been unfortunately demolished when he had fought Elrya Alya a while back. Yin's father, Karoly, had provided the funds needed for this house in which Elrya and Miriana now lived in. He could feel the sensation of peace in it, the dab of love and the echo of tranquility all around. Even the wallpaper was a vivid color of peace, somewhat light blue, as if the color of the sky. In short, it was obvious that Miriana lived here because he knew the Diclonius wouldn't have had such knowledge on things like decoration. It actually reminded him of his late wife Orasami, whom while not nearly on the same level of kindness as Miriana, was still a very generous woman.

"Let me get this straight because I never got this memo, you are pregnant?"

Elrya looked away, embarrassed and then nodded.

"…How?" Roy asked.

"How should I know? I mean everyone else said I was a Sipilet and I just took it for granted. Why else would I need to think about it? Hell, even Garder said I…" She paused, eyes dilating mercilessly before crying out. "That son of a bitch!" Miriana cringed, obviously not enjoying hearing her friend use such harsh words. "Garder lied to me! That son of a bitch lied to me I know it! He's been working at the fucking place for years, there's no way he'd make a mistake like that." She despised the old man, her very Uncle though she herself did not realize that. The relationship between her and the Tokyo Director had never been subtle, and it definitely didn't help that Garder had attempted to have her murdered which also lead to the death of her would-be husband, Yin Sandersas. Then the bastard, knowing all the things he did, even refused to at least apologize. Quite frankly, Elrya wanted to feel some sort of contempt for the man who made her life a living hell.

"I wouldn't know Elrya." Roy replied apologetically. "When I was drafted into the member of Cents, I was never told about your point of being a Sipilet." Yet it did raise some very odd questions. Why would Garder refuse to register Elrya Alya as a Queen? Wasn't that one of the most important aspects of the facilities in the first place? After all, there was only one other known Queen, Lucy.

"So what are you going to do?" He finally asked.

"I don't really have any choice. Even if I didn't want to give birth, it's far too late to have any sort of operation or abortion." Elrya said.

"I see, decided on a name for it?"

"You're rather interested in my own kid aren't you?" Alya uttered, popping up as she usually did inside the front of the mind to take control for a few minutes. Roy shrugged his shoulders indifferently. "I was a father too girl, so I know what it's like. I know what it's like when a woman is pregnant, the things she goes through and the things I have to be prepared for. For Orasami and I, we both knew she would be having a boy after the ultrasonic and she had always wanted to name him Kuroh. But it's up to you to decide now. Of course just because you have to give birth doesn't mean you have to raise it. Obviously you did not anticipate this so nobody would hold it against you. You could always give it up to adoption."

"No way!" Alya yelled, apparently hurt by those words.

"Don't get a vector tied in knot girl, I'm only making suggestion. Raising a kid isn't easy. It requires a lot patients and understanding. But the thing is, you'll be at the educational institution anyways, which means you won't be able to take care of it."

"Oh…that's…bad." Alya uttered.

"Of course, I guess if she's willing, Miriana could always take care of the baby."

This time, Miriana felt slightly crestfallen. "I wouldn't mind, truly, but I was hoping to stay with my friend at the institution." This time Roy perked his head up at her. "The place is designed as an educational place for Diclonius, as well as a way for them to cope with their natural urges. I'm going to be perfectly honest with you girl, it's not a very safe place for you."

"That's alright, I want to support Elrya Alya as best as I can." The multi-haired girl exclaimed. "I already know the risks and I'm willing to take them."

"Tsk, no point in arguing with you then. Once Elrya gives birth…wow that still startles me…I'll see what I can do. Obviously I won't just let the child off on its own and will have to be raised but our soon to be mother won't be allowed to leave the place."

"That will be fine, I'll help raise her when Elrya Alya is learning and then when she comes back she can take care of her." Miriana said. "Plus I'll take care of anything during the night since I know Elrya Alya will need a lot of rest for the next day."

Roy nodded solemnly. "You're putting a lot of work on yourself girl. You act nice but I'm seriously wondering if you know how hard it is to raise a child. Besides, if you do stay with Elrya, you will be staying in a room with one or two other girls. You can't exactly put a baby in there. It's something that will have to be dealt with when the time comes, I can only give out small ideas until then. On to the more important things right now." Roy turned his body around, lifting his right leg up so that he sat at slightly lopsided crossed legged manner.

"Two months from now, you will be required to head over to the educational institution where you will stay for four years. Family and friends of course would be allowed to visit but you would not be allowed to leave unless under specific guidelines."

Elrya muttered darkly. "I guess that's more bullshit that Garder put up."

"Maybe so, maybe so. Different people will be there to act as teachers, myself included. Most of them will probably be people from the government, and also, unlike me, have little knowledge of the Diclonius outside of what they hear or see. Needless to say, they probably don't know a lot of good things about you girls. As mentioned before, this place is a way to give you all an education, considering you yourself can't even read." Elrya gave him a tired look, feeling that Roy was making fun of her almost but continued to listen.

"But…and listen well to this, especially you Alya because it will mean the difference between now and later. You must learn to control your urges and live peacefully with humans. The incident with Number 35, Kurama Mariko in Kamakura has put a deep wound in people's minds. You should understand why people are worried. You must do your best to quell these fears and show them that you can change. Not just now but all of you, for the better."

His words were deep and insightful, no witty remarks at all. They were words that both Elrya and Alya knew had to take very seriously. A lot more will be explained when you arrive, so until then do not worry. We will also be supplying any materials that you might need. At two months you will be required to appear at the institution where you will be officially drafted in. I will also give out this fair warning that Garder gave me. Once the location has officially opened, you are to appear there within at least three weeks of that given time. Any Diclonius who is found outside of the facility that does not have a good reason for doing so…will be dealt with."

She jumped up, feeling indignation pouring through every pore in her skin. "That son of a bitch can't do that! What the hell does Garder think he is, putting such harsh guidelines on us?" Elrya screamed, slamming the ground with one of her vectors and leaving a small hole in it. Miriana shook her head while her friend continued to rant. "He's just doing this to piss us off, I know it! He just wants to put us all back in the facility again, and he's only using this stupid term like education to make it sound reasonable. That bastard needs to lay off and stay the hell out of our lives!" Livid as hell, the Diclonius clenched her fist tightly while her hands swirled around her, unseen but certainly felt by the two humans in the room. It was like a force of nature, compacted into a single girl that might suddenly erupt at any moment.

"…Elrya Alya, I am only speaking about what I have been told. Please understand that despite what Garder might feel about you all, you do need this. An education is good for you and you do need to control yourself. Even now you look like your about to lose it completely." His words seem to have an impact on her because she suddenly stopped as if startled by something then gazed at her own physical left hand before releasing her tight grip. Elrya spoke to herself, talking to Alya so that only they could hear. "I don't want to hurt the people I care about. I do want to learn too."

"Yes, so do I." Alya answered simply.

Sighing, Elrya's face took on a more wearied gaze. "Alright then, I understand."

"Good." Roy replied, standing back up and heading to the door. "Enjoy your time here, when the time comes I'll be picking you both up. Miriana, I doubt I'll change your mind on anything but do think about this. Well, later Sheilas." With parting words, Roy left the house, kicking the door open and then kicking it close. For anyone else it would've been considered rudeness, for Roy, it was the only way.

Caren lived, as many of the now recently released Diclonius, in a large hotel in Osaka. As many of them had no direct homes they could go to, the people of Osaka were more than willing to provide them shelters and as they obviously couldn't pay, were only required to provide services around the buildings. It was something that Caren had no issues with and was currently out in the building's back garden watering plants along with three other unknown horned girls. She waved her hands at the civilians passing by and feeling a sense of purpose she had not since felt since Kakuzawa had released her.

The further away from that memory, the better. She often felt disgusted with herself, the notion of respect and almost love she had for him. When she had been captured years ago, had her mind ravaged by the facility, she had lost her hope in life and her purpose. She lived only as a robot, her body working only on its most basic functions to the point where she almost forgot herself completely. But it was different now, the world was different and she was different.

Clutching her older sister's Clock Stopper, she found herself starring up into the sky. "I wish you could see this, Orlana Onee, how much I've grown up." Carentorzulan found a deep sense of pride in her sister, hearing from Roy that the thing she cherished most of all, was her little sister. It made her heart burn with most sadness and joy that Orlana had never once stopped trying to save her. Roy had told her of how they had all had specific desires, like himself who wanted to save his own son. Orlana had always cared, even if she couldn't get to her, it was joyous to know that until the end, she had always cared.

She didn't want to cry, it felt like something weak. She especially didn't want to do it in front of the other Diclonius. Holding up the watch, she hugged it close to her chest and sniffed, blinking and moving her head obscenely as if thinking she could drain the tears back into her head.

"Crying are we?"

"N-No!" Turning around, she quickly rubbing her face and pouting before her face went into a more surreal look. "Oh…ummm, hello Victoria."

Garder would've had personal issues speaking to the Diclonius in the first place and Julius was busy with other things. Therefore, Victoria was the most commonly seen person associated with the old facility that the Diclonius in Osaka saw. Victoria wore a long grey coat, her bright colored hair pulled back in a thick pony while wearing long black jeans. To end it, she wore a set of blue heavy boots, their color giving off a nice sheen as if they had been polished or at least recently bought.

"Hello Caren!"

"It's Carentorzulan!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. How are you this morning?"

The conversation was simple but obviously Victoria was here for more important matters than menial talk so she got down to business. "Director Morotisan is having a mandatory meeting for the Diclonius a week before the educational institution is supposed to officially open. Because people in Osaka are much more accepting of us, and you're rather well known here too, we were hoping you could get every ready on that day."

"Oh, well of course. I don't know how much everyone's going to like having to go listen to him though." Caren mumbled at the end of her breath, looking away. "That's a nice outfit you have, is it new?"

"Oh?" Suddenly Victoria's once impassive face became far brighter as she beamed appreciatively. "Y-Yes, Julius got it for me. It was such a surprise, I was just doing some work and he came around he gave it to me. He said it really matched my eyes and hair." Caren had to give her a fleeting look, mainly because the Diclonius all had shades of pink in their hair and definitely all of them had red irises. Victoria also failed to grasp that Julius had gotten it for her mostly as a need for her to keep warm, not so much as a sign of affection. But she wasn't going to listen to that kind of logic, for her, it was brilliant gift from a lover.

"I keep wishing he would ask me." She suddenly mumbled, caressing her fingers and starting to blush. "I love that man so much, it's almost like…" She stopped, unable to put the right words together which for the most part, Caren was glad. She felt out of her game, hearing tales of love from adults which she herself was only 16 years old and having never felt any sort of romantic interest with anyone. She was a loner, highly independent and the idea of having a romantic or intimate relationship with anyone had never crossed her mind. It might have been her issues with so called admiration before and how it had clouded her judgment

"Is there…anything else?" She finally asked, hoping to snap Victoria out of her stupor.

"Huh? Oh no! I just needed to tell you that. Ummm, have a good day." Blushing again, Victoria left and Caren realized that crying wouldn't have been so embarrassing now.

Elrya face was awfully miffed as she sat in the back seat while Karoly, Yin's father, drove her and Miriana to Osaka where the meeting was taking place. "Cheer up Elrya, there's no need to be so upset." Karoly spoke in his slightly strained voice. As a native of Hungary, while he could understand and speak Japanese, it was clearly his second language. His voice would strain on certain words and the accent was as clear as day. The death of his son yin had hit him hard, it might have even put him into a similar state that Kurama had felt when Mariko had died before him as well. Luckily, both Elrya and Miriana gave him a reason to keep going and knowing the girl before him had loved his son, he felt the very need to take care of her.

Elrya was thankful for that, after all as brave and independent as she was, or as she thought she was, she was still a young girl, new to the world around her. Even Miriana could only do so much, and an adult would've been needed to work things about. Karoly didn't live with them though, not that either would've minded, but lived somewhere else in town and would periodically visit them. Elrya would also talk to the old man about Yin, learning new things about her deceased husband that she never got around to asking in the past. It was sentimental, knowing these things about Yin. Of how as a child he was sent to live with his relatives in Japan during the war, of how he grown up to be a doctor, and how all the things that Elrya could only have imagined. It made her happy, that she could learn more things about the young man and she felt the urge that when she gave birth, she too would tell her child about the great things her father did.

How he always protected her mother. How he was always by her side, taking care of her.

But during the last visit, a new conversation has sprung up. Of course the horned girl could feel nothing but contempt with having to go to Osaka to listen to the elderly man start yapping his mouth to all of them. "I don't want to…" Needless to say, Elrya put a real fight, and by fight, a real childish tantrum when she crossed her arms and point blank refused to go. "He's only going to say stupid things like he always do, the bastard."

"Now Elrya, please don't be like that. It's a mandatory meeting, we don't want anything to happen to you."

"Besides…" Miriana piped in. "It should last too long and then we'll leave. Maybe we'll even get something to eat. Have you been craving anything?" Miriana knew that pregnant girls had different changes in their bodies and would often crave specific types of food. Though being a Diclonius, it was unknown if this was going to be different for Elrya.

"I still don't want to go, it's boring. I don't want to!"

"Please…" Miriana whispered.

"No…"

"Please…"

"I said…I don't…it's…fine!" Giving up because she knew she was going to lose anyways, Elrya Alya finally went to the car with the two, her sour mood not changing at all. Arriving at the location, the girl was stunned by what she saw. The educational institution was not just a single building, but a multi-complex stretching six city blocks and spreading out into different locations. A large gate, was opened for them, many cars and people both humans but most horned girls stepping in, some curious, some disappointed but none with joy in their eyes. Like Elrya, it was less about being here and more about having to listen to the speech Garder would be giving them. It was hard to feel sympathy for a man who systematically murdered many of them before.

"Hey, something's weird about you."

Elrya gave one girl a strange look, raising her eyebrow questioningly. "What do you mean?" She was afraid of this, most of the girls even while wearing heavy coats, still looked relatively normal. She wanted to cover her extended belly and waited for the answer. The girl, probably around 17 years of age tilted her head to the side and then muttered. "I can't sense you. Are you really a Diclonius?" Ah so that's what this had been about. To keep other Diclonius from finding her, an operation on her had been done that kept Diclonius from sensing her and vise versa, she from sensing others as well. "Don't let it bother you, it's not a problem."

"Oh, alright…" Before she turned away, the other girl said unpleasantly. "…You should lose some weight also, it makes the rest of us look bad."

"Yeah…w-well maybe I just like the way I am, stupid!"

"Elrya's not heavy, she's preg…mfffhgh!" Elrya hastily latched her hand over Miriana's mouth. "Poor girl, always yapping her mouth when she ISN"T SUPPOSE TO…" she said with major emphasis on the words to the girl while leaning her head down and whispering to her. "What did I tell you Miriana? Please don't go around yelling that to everyone, it's going to cause too many problems. I'll deal with it when the time comes."

"But Elrya, wouldn't it be better to tell them now?" Miriana asked. "You can't just keep running away from this, better to tell them now then later.

"I can't, I can't take the pressure." The poor horned girl finally admitted, noticing that a crowd had started to appear around her. Was she really attracting that much attention. "What's going on? What is it because you can't sense me? I had a little operation done on me, nothing bad."

"It's not that, why are you so…fat?" One questioned.

Anger was getting the better of her and Alya finally stepped in, unable to take it either. "Listen, don't judge me or anything. I'm just a little heavy that's all."

"…Fat…"

"Listen you, don't talk about what you don't know!" Alya yelled, her ire rising even more. Miriana stood worriedly, holding her hands together. "Please don't fight, fighting is wrong especially among all of you."

"Oh be quiet human, like you'd understand."

This time Elrya took control, refusing to have her best friend talked to that way. "Shut it, this human has done a lot more for me and the world than any of you I'm sure. Don't speak to my friend like that." A fight was beginning to brew, unseen by the humans but noticeable by all those with horns, vectors began to emerge circling around as Elrya stood in front of Miriana, attempting to protect her. The girl who had insulted Miriana laughed cruelly and secretly, Miriana herself wondered if this girl had been one of the few Diclonius outside of Osaka, and thus one with few positive remarks for humanity. "You know, I think I remember you, when we were fighting that old man. You popped out of nowhere with the Queen. You aren't all that."

This time, Elrya smirked back. "Really? Because you know if we fought, I could kick your sorry ass all across this lot! Trust me I've taken on opponents a shit load more powerful than you."

"Please stop fighting, both of you!" Miriana cried out miserably. She didn't like fighting, she didn't like violence one bit. Suddenly Elrya began to notice the tears streaming down the black and yellow haired girl's face, her lips trembling while she squeezed her hands tightly. "Please stop Elrya Alya, I don't want you to fight." Something clutched at her, an emotion of regret of having made her best friend cry. She knew that Miriana hated such things as violence, had gone through one of the worst hells in her live and here she was, about to start a fight right in front of her. Calming herself down, she removed her vectors ,letting them dissipate quietly into the air.

"What's up, scared?" The girl antagonized her.

"No, I just don't have a reason to fight you. I won't make my best friend cry over my actions." Elrya muttered sternly, holding Miriana who choked, but ultimately glad that Elrya had made the right choice.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! What the hell's going on here!" Another voice had broken the turmoil as Caren stepped in. "Enough of this, what are you all yelling about? Oh?" She paused, looking at Elrya carefully. "Aren't you the one who showed up before? Yes, you looked familiar…put on some weight haven't you? Oh sorry…" She realized that saying that made the other girl uncomfortable and quickly tried to retract her statement. "I just meant you were wearing a heavy coat, and I got the wrong idea…sorry." She repeated again, crestfallenly. Her temper went back up she turned to the other girl who had been causing the most trouble.

"Lilian, why do you always have to be like this? I told you, we have to be good even to the humans. It's the only way we'll be able to become accepted." The girl, named Lilian, turned her head away and snorted. "What do I care, it won't matter anyway. This is just a clever ruse to get us all together and lock us back up." Elrya would have grudgingly agreed if not for her ire at the girl previously.

Caren shook her head swiftly. "That's not true, we all know we need this. I don't want to be a girl who can't control my urges. My older sister was human and I loved her more than any other person in the world. We already beat Kakuzawa the one who first started all this and we got the people here in Osaka to befriend us. I think that's a good start right?"

Again Lilian snorted rudely. "That's stupid, don't make me laugh Caren."

Maybe it was the typical use of her shortened name, but the Turkish Diclonius' response was now less friendly. "Well that's fine, feel however you want but don't ruin it for the rest of us. I don't want to back to the way I was living before, in a cage without any clothes, constantly being experimented on. If you can't handle it, fine, but don't you dare ruin it for the rest of us." Lilian got aggressive now, her eyes flashing dangerous but whereas Elrya had lost her cool easily, Caren still kept a calm, if not somewhat stern gaze upon the other girl.

"Don't talk to me as if I can't handle myself. You little bitch." Clearly trying to antagonize her, Caren continued to keep her cool. "Alright then, so I'm a little bitch then. Stop making trouble Lilian, you did this the first time too when you came here. If I hadn't gotten you to calm down you might have even caused some serious problems. The humans here aren't our enemies, especially the ones in Osaka. I told you, I won't have you ruin our chance because you can't take it."

"…Tsk…whatever." Lilian growled before turning away, walking off. Caren quickly got the rest of the group to disperse then turned back to Elrya and Miriana. First speaking to the young human girl, she bowed her head apologetically. "Please forgive her, I'm sure Lilian has been through a lot, like the rest of us. Please don't her words hurt you, most of us really do want to coexist with you humans."

Miriana shook her head. "Please don't apologize, you don't have to. I believe that everyone is capable of doing good…or well…ehhhh…mostly everyone. My names Miriana. Miriana Kusoku.

"Elrya Alya Sandersas…." Her friend mentioned.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Carentorzulan Zeruda."

"That's a strange name." Alya said, now visibly startling Caren. "Whoa! What happened to your voice?"

"Nothing happened." Alya interjected. "My name is Alya, I'm Elrya's second personality. We both share the same body but we have different wavelengths. We just like to switch around every so often, it makes things easier for the both of us. We can even combine our wavelengths as well though it puts a huge toll on our mind and body."

"Ah? That's….strange."

"Now as strange as your name. Is that even Japanese?"

"No, I'm from Turkey, the same as my sister and mother. I was captured a long time ago when we were visiting this country and so I eventually began to learn the language here as I was locked away in here."

"I see, such a long name. Can I just call you Caren for short?"

When Carentorzulan began to furrow her eyebrows, Alya began wondering if she had somehow insulted the girl's honor or pride. Heck, she was wondering if she had accidently insulted something. "Everyone calls me that and I just take it because I know it's easier for people to say. But I always liked my name, it was the one my mother gave me and even my sister called me it. I have a great deal of pride in my name, it makes me feel special."

Another outburst from the crowd finally caught Caren's attention. Quickly turning around, she gave an exasperated sigh. "Oh great, now what's going on?" She rushed forward, peaking her head forward. "Oh, this is interesting, I was wondering when she would show up?" Curious as well now, Elrya stepped over, looking at the breaking crowd and who had entered. Her eyes narrowed and she had to stop herself from moaning.

"Why did we have to come here?" Lucy moaned darkly, uncaring about the attention she was getting. Her makeshift family, Kouta, Yuka, Nozomi, Mayu and Nana, the latter also having to come for being a Diclonius, were all, besides Nana who expected this treatment, intrigued at how the other girls were treating Lucy. "We had to Kaede, you know that." Kouta said firmly, holding Yuka's hand. After the battle with Kakuzawa, Lucy had returned to Maple Inn, her heart stinging at what she thought was going to happen. At best, she expected to be shunned away, at worst, she expected Kouta to attempt to kill her, and quite honestly, she'd probably have let him. But instead, though he never forgave her, he was willing to give her a chance. After knowing the horrors that happened not only to her but her entire species, even though he could never forget or forgive her about murdering his father and Kanae, he still had it in him to give her a second chance. He was also the only other person who used her real name, though she told it to all of them. Yuka, Mayu and Nozomi had become too accustomed in calling her Nyu as had Nana in calling her Lucy.

And it also pained her to know that her love for Kouta would never be romantically matched by himself. He clearly had deep feelings for his cousin that, in the past she wished she could've attained. But she didn't let it get to her often, because even she couldn't hate Yuka at all. Sometimes annoying and loud, the young woman had offered her a home as well, even taking care of her when she used to be in her Nyu persona.

*TOK* *TOK* *TOK*

Silence fell the room as the heavy shoes hit the ground. Elrya glared at the so called "guest of honor" her teeth grinding hatefully in her jaw. Garder's face was impassive, on his side were the two Diclonius, Julius and Victoria, the latter appearing perhaps the most stern she had ever felt before. The silence was like a wave, whenever Garder passed by the girls, they quelled their breaths as he went to the podium and pushed his horned rimmed spectacles up his nose, his white eyes staring cold up front. Nobody made a sound, not even a snarl or a groan could be heard. In fact, as much as many of them hated him, they listened well.

"Good afternoon…Diclonius. For those who know me this introduction is pointless, for those who don't, I shall begin. My name is Garder F. Morotisan. I am now the current Head Director of the Diclonius Research Facility in Tokyo, Japan. This educational institution has been created for your benefit in both offering you a proper education and keeping you to control your powers and urges. Nearly a year ago, a girl laid waste to the city of Kamakura.

I do not want that. It is up to you to decide if you are truly capable of making the adjustments and coexisting with us humans. I gave this warning the first time and now you will listen to it again. I have full responsibility for whatever happens with all of you. Mess up, even once, and I will send you all back to the facilities. This is not an argument, there is not a debate, mess up, just one of you and commit the same act as Kurama Mariko, you will all be back in cages. I do not care about your pleas, or your formalities.

The rules of this educational institution will be as followed.

Unless given specific authorization, you are not allowed to leave this place except for a few distinctive times. Anyone who is found without specific authorization outside of this facility will be dealt with. This entire institution has been made to provide you with the things you need. A home, place to sleep, food to eat, all of it will be provided to you. You can also act freely while you are in this institution. Specific guidelines and agendas as far as the education will be given to you all. You are required to stay here for four years of which after that, a test will be given to denote if you are truly ready for the outside world.

"Your homes will be as followed, set into groups of three and four you will live together in homes specially designed for all you. All the necessities as I have mentioned will be provided.

It is up to you to decide what choice you want to make.

…Diclonius…" His voice dropped, low and foreboding but loud enough for everyone to hear clearly. "I am giving you only one chance. I am only giving you this one option, out of the pure goodness in my heart. I will not give you any second chances, mess up just once, and I will cancel out all freedom that you'd ever hope to have.

...Let us see, just how well you cope." Garder left, nobody said anything, nobody was going to cheer that's for sure but nobody made any comment rude or otherwise. That was until…

"Ha! What a load of bullshit!" Garder paused, easily recognizing the voice and turning his head towards Elrya. "Stop acting like you know us, you fucking bastard." She didn't care, not one bit, she'd insult him right here and right now. "You're nothing but a coward Garder, a stupid coward who can't do things on his own. Why don't you tell them the truth then, Garder F. Morotisan! Tell them what you really want to do, what you did to me and my family and lover? Tell them what the real you is like! You don't care, the only reason you haven't killed any of us is because you don't have the courage or even the necessities to do it. We don't matter to you at all!"

"…"

"Listen up Morotisan, I'm not entering into this place because you commanded it. I've heard you were some sort of general back in the day, well that's bullshit to me! I don't listen to you, I don't care what you say and I don't give a fuck what you think!"

Still Garder said nothing.

"…But we Diclonius do have issues, problems, even I admit it. I don't want to go around, hurting people that I care about by accident. That's why I'm going in, why I'm willing to do this. It sure as hell isn't because you ordered it, liar! Don't think I've forgotten Garder, what you did to me. I'd like nothing more than to cut your head off right here."

"…Elrya Alya…"

He said the name as a dark whisper. "…How long have you been waiting to sprout that speech at me?"

"Tsk, far sooner than now I'll say, but it certainly felt like a good time here."

"I see." That was it, nothing else. The Diclonius wanted some sort of retort, just to keep the argument going, but Garder turned away. He walked off with his two consorts, the other Diclonius first looking at Elrya then at Garder then began to disperse and the crowd broke into voice.

"Oh…why did you have to say that?" Miriana whimpered, still holding onto Elrya's shoulders. "I can't help it Miriana, you know I hate that man. He's the reason I lived in that facility for most of my life, having to feel pain constantly. He's the reason Yin's not here too, even if he didn't kill him directly. He won't even say so much as an apology." Something came to her head, a question she needed to ask him personally though it disgusted her. Breaking free from Miriana's grip, she raced down the road, cutting through a bunch of people before yelling at the back of the elderly ex-General.

"Garder! Stop!"

"…What is it now, Elrya Alya?" He asked, not turning around.

Her voice became steadier, trying not to be too loud so as not to be overheard by the other Diclonius. "I have a question, and don't you dare lie to me either. Actually…" She glanced at Julius and Victoria. "I want to speak to Garder alone."

"Victoria, leave for the moment." Julius ordered.

"No, both of you." Elrya said strictly.

"There is no need for me to leave, I already know what you want to ask Morotisan. Please leave Victoria."

"Alright, Julius I will."

Waiting for the woman to leave, Elrya finally spoke. "Guess what Morotisan? It seems I'll be having a baby." She let the words sink in for him. "You knew I could get pregnant, I was never a Sipilet. Why did you lie to me about that? What was the point of saying something like that? Was it because you just didn't want more Diclonius around? You didn't want more of us so called 'freaks' running around? What is the truth, Garder!"

"It does no matter, my decision was my own under my own personal choice."

She growled under her breath. "A usual, you give me nothing but a stupid answer in response. Forget it, talking to you is like talking to a brick wall!"

"So we are done here? I have important business to take care and I have no time to speak to children."

Elrya again wanted to retort back but kept her mouth shut. She knew this would happen, Garder never gave her straight or true answers anyways so why would this be any different. As far as she was concerned, he refused to tell her because he didn't want her propagating new Diclonius. Returning back to Miriana they went back with Karoly.

Author's Note: Another chapter for the third story of the Pinpoint seires is now finished. What will happen next on "Pinpoint Conviction?" Please R&R and on another note, if anyone is interested in beta reading the story, please PM me. Besides the usual spell check, I most likely won't be going around looking for grammatical mistakes and such.