Scene 2: Daughter of a 'God'
A blond girl strode down the street, walking away from the school.
"Hey, Whisker. How's it going?" A snyde voice remarked. The girls eyes narrowed. She hated her school. Hated her peers. Out of a world of people, she had not a single friend.
"Shut up." She hissed, continuing to walk.
The students followed. Was there no end to their stupidity?
"Living all alone with 'Butcher Bertha'? It must be a terrific experience for you! You can learn all her killing tips!"
"SILENCE!" The girl snapped, turning to the person who had spoken and punching him hard.
The man screamed in pain and the other students pulled him back protectively. "What the hell is your problem!?" One of them spat.
"You! You are my problem you ignorant swines!" The blond spat, marching off. She swore, if they gave her just one more reason she might lose all sense and attack…
The blond sighed, crashing down on the couch in her living room and rubbing her forehead.
Her foster mother was silent, as usual. When they spoke, it was always about the Corporation, or her training…Unfortunately, the corporation had a strong hold on their home, probably why the students held her in such contempt and the teachers almost seemed to worship her...gutless fools.
"School's such a bore Bertha." She sighed finally, more to herself than to Bertha. "I really don't understand why you force me to go. It's far too easy."
It was too easy. With almost no effort on her part she had a four point G.P.A. and was known among her spineless teachers as some kind of teenage prodigy.
The kids though…they treated her like some kind of freak, and she was through with it!
"I just feel so bored all the time." The Blond sighed. "Like I'm not getting the credit I deserve…like I should be more…"
Bertha turned, her white-blond hair shimmering in the light. Hawk-like eyes peered at her as the woman hissed, "You know Adelia, you can always use it."
Adelia fingered the straps on her school bag. Hidden inside was a capped syringe marked 'W-Serum' (Wesker Serum) that would give her unstoppable power, or so Bertha said.
Adelia however, did not trust Bertha, nor did she like her. In fact, she despised the woman more so than even her fellow peers. Thus, she simply grinned and said, "I'm not taking it unless I'm on a deathbed."
Suddenly the doorbell rang. "I'll get it." Adelia sighed, knowing that Bertha would never answer it and wanting to get away from the woman. She stood up slowly and walked toward the door.
When the door was opened, a handsome black haired young man with a princely air stood there with a woman about the same age, which was just a few years older than herself. The woman had long, elegant, lime green hair that reached the small of her back.
"Hello." The man greeted her. "My name is Lelouch Lamperouge and this is my co-worker, Cynthia Califor."
Ms 'Califor' raised her eyebrow slightly at her name, making Adelia wonder if it wasn't completely made up.
"We're here to represent Techno Incorporated with a national survey for teens. Could you, perhaps, spare a moment?"
Adelia looked behind her. Bertha shook her head no, so of course Adelia got a large smile and turned back, saying, "Sure, come in."
She moved aside and held the door open for them. As they walked in, they seemed to be eyeballing the place, as if they were sure that something could come out and attack them at any moment-though they didn't make it obvious. She could just...tell.
She led them into her room, knowing that Bertha didn't like visitors, and pulled some collapsible chairs in after her for them to sit in. As she let herself fall onto her bed, she asked, "So, what is it you want? What's this survey about?"
"Do you mind if we record it?" Lelouch asked, pulling a recorder out of his inner jacket pocket.
"Go ahead." Adelia replied.
Lelouch nodded, and after pressing the record button he asked, "First of all, what is your name."
"My name is Wesker, Adelia Wesker." She replied.
The two looked surprised for a moment, then continued on. "Have you ever wanted more than you could have?"
"In what way?" Adelia asked.
"Say you were given a great power." Cynthia said. "What would you do with it?"
"Well, take over the world of course!" Adelia chuckled jokingly.
To her surprise, they seemed to take her seriously. The both got fairly stony, stern gazes. She sighed, "Lighten up, it was just a joke...I guess..."
"You guess?" Lelouch asked.
Adelia closed her eyes, momentarily forgetting that she was sharing her opinion with others as she said quietly, "Well...I've noticed how incredibly rotten this world can be. If I had power, I would do everything I could to-" She paused, remembering the others. "...I'm sorry, I'm coming off a bit strong, aren't I?"
"Would you even commit Genocide?" Lelouch asked bluntly, gazing at her coldly...almost accusingly.
"I-I'm sorry?" Adelia asked, startled by the straight-forwardness of the question, the anger in his piercing gaze.
"Would you commit murder to achieve your goals?" Cynthia inserted, her stern amber gaze turning to Lelouch, as if warning him to back off.
Adelia was beginning to get a bit creeped out. It seemed as if they...expected her to be insane. "I...I don't...how could anyone really..." She tried to reply, finding herself unable to answer, she started, "Look, I don't think-."
"That these questions are necessary?" Lelouch asked. "They are. Let me ask...have you, per chance, been given a syringe labeled the Wesker Serum?"
Adelia's eyes widened. They knew about the W-Serum? Were they from Umbrella?
Lelouch must've read the look on her face, as he asked, "I see. Have you taken it?"
"I-I don't know what you're talking about." Adelia growled. "I think it's time for you to leave."
"I am, my real name is, Lelouch Vi Brittania and I am the Leader of the Black Knights." Lelouch said. "We are here to ask you to join us. We are those who would seek peace in the world. Would you like proof of what I say?"
"...Proof?" Adelia asked. Proof of what? That they were good people? That they wanted peace? That these 'Black Knights' even existed?
"Yes..." Lelouch said. "If I show you the impossible, perhaps I well earn your trust. This is a contract, from our organization to you-."
"Just put your hands up and get back to the wall." Bertha stood in the doorway, holding a pistol to the three. "We can end this 'contract' fairly quickly."
Lelouch grinned, "But the contract wasn't meant for you."
"You're from the Darke Knights." Bertha growled.
Darke Knights? Adelia kept glancing back and forth between the two parties. Was it an enemy corporation?
"We have been re-christened the Black Knights, as Wesker caused the death of our leader." Cynthia said calmly.
"M-me?" Adelia stammered. She hadn't killed anyone.
"No, your father." Lelouch said. This created a spark of interest in Adelia. She had never known her father, though she knew that he was of some importance to the Umbrella Corporation. "We came hoping to recruit you, so you wouldn't end up like him."
"End up how?" Adelia growled.
"A self deluding fool." Lelouch growled.
"Come with me, Adelia." Bertha hissed.
"No, I don't want to go with either of you!" Adelia growled, her eyes narrowing at the command. "I want my own life!"
"That can be arranged." A mischievous voice chuckled.
Lelouch and his companies eyes widened as they turned to see a cat sitting behind Adelia on the bed, with a red right eye an a green left one. Adelia had found the cat a week ago and taken it in, thinking it was a stray. She had no idea that it could talk!
"I can send you to a world which neither group has control, one that neither knows of. I can take you away for you to discover who you are...though I'm sure I already know..." The cat chuckled
"Annul!?" Lelouch gasped. "Where've you been? Where's Lucia and Karin!?"
The cat raised a brow and sneered, "Why, whatever are you talking about? Who's Annul?"
He turned to Adelia and said, "Follow me if you'll accept my proposal..."
A black portal of swirling energy appeared and as the cat walked through it, laughing "I'm no one important, just a Damn Cat, Ghuhuhuhuhuhuhu..."
After glancing at the others for a moment, Adelia heard her foster mother hiss, "Get OVER here!"
She closed her fist and strode through the portal quickly, followed by a barely visible ripple.
Lelouch's eyes widened as Bertha grinned and the portal closed. Something had followed them through.
He turned to the Umbrella operative and growled, "We'll take our leave."
"Please do." Bertha sneered. "We don't need to fight. Our little flower is just starting to bloom...and when she does, you'll all die."