Hiding in Plain Site Chapter 2: Prologue 2, a harry potter fanfic

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The next morning was horrible for Elizabeth.

She felt like crap after the emotional wreck she was in last night, and if that wasn't bad enough, her jaw was swollen. On the bright side, now she couldn't answer any questions.

She took the time to explore her new, and possible last, home. There wasn't much. There was a bathroom that had only a toilet. The main room had two chairs, one was bolted down, and a desk in the middle of the room. There was food in one corner and a pure foam mattress in another.

She had been bored after she saw everything there was to see. The room was sparse of anything to do… except kill herself.

Her evil twin, Akame, had been right, she could do the act but there was nothing sharp or blunt enough to make it quick. Sure she could drown herself in the toilet, or choke on the food or foam from the mattress, or she could run head first into a wall, but she didn't have the courage to do it.

So here she was, just waiting for the bitch to arrive.

As she waited, her mind went to what was said the day before. To be honest she did feel bad for saying the things she had said. She felt even worst when Akame had given her a brief history of her life.

But what was she supposes to say? She was kidnapped for god's sake.

The sound of the door unlocking turned her attention to her doppelganger as she entered the room. As long as she didn't answer any question's she would still live. Plus even if she had to answer the questions, she could always lie.

It wasn't like she could talk anyway.

She eyed Akame as she walked one of the chairs and sat down, motioning her to do the same.

For a brief moment Elizabeth thought of resisting but denying the demands of a super human being, as she had painfully learned, was not the smartest thing to do. So reluctantly, she moved in front of her.

As Elizabeth sat down, she noticed a few things about the red head today. The first thing was that she was wearing glasses though they didn't seem to be prescription. Another thing was that she had a notepad and pens.

She didn't have time to ponder their use as Akame's voice broke the tense silence.

"This is how this is going to work," she said in a very bad British accent.

Elizabeth glared at her. "Is she mocking me?"

Akame ignored her look and continued with on with the accent.

"I'm still pissed at you but I still need to answer my questions. And I bet that you're pissed at me so I don't know if what ever you tell me is a lie or not."

She gave a pause and looked as if she were thinking.

"This is how this is going to work," she repeated, "I'm going to say a statement that might or might not be true. No matter what the statement is, I want you say yes. You got that?"

Elizabeth tried to move her jaw but the pain caused her to wince and bring her hand up to her face. She saw Akame give a little flinch as well.

"Serves the bitch right to feel guilty." It was the small victories that mattered at this point.

"I… um… I guess I should apologies for hitting you so hard. But I'm not for hitting you. Anyway since you can't talk, nod instead."

Elizabeth gave a nod of understanding, though she didn't understand the point of this. If she was supposed to nod at everything, then how was she going to know when she was lying? She decided not to question it. With any luck this won't go according to Akame's plan, which would allow her to live longer.

"Good. Oh and if you want to ask me a question as well, I might answer depending on what it is. That seems fair."

Elizabeth gave another nod as they both settled in for what was to come.

"Let us begin. Your name is Elizabeth Ann Jones, correct?"

"How does she know that? I never told her that. Hell, I never tell anyone my middle name. … Damn it she must have my purse and looked at my ID."

Elizabeth gave a sharp nod.

Akeme gave a nod to herself and wrote something on the notepad.

"Good. Next question: You are nine-teen correct?"

Elizabeth's nose twitched without her knowledge as she nodded again with a scowl. Nine-teen? Nine-teen? She was twenty-two god damn it. While she loved looking like a teenager, she hated being called/treated like one.

"Oh I'm sorry. I meant twenty-two."

"How does she know tha- … the fucking ID."

Again Elizabeth nodded and again Akame wrote on the note pad.

"Wait why didn't she write anything when I lied."

"You came to Japan with you parents."

Her nose twitched again as she nodded.

"You came here with friends."

She nodded.

"You came here by yourself."

She nodded.

Akame wrote something on the notepad and Elizabeth's eye widened.

"She, she has only written on the pad when I'm telling the truth. But how does she know? This makes no sense!" she thought as she felt dread begin to form as the next question was asked.

"You are the oldest in your family."

"You are the middle child."

"You are a only child."

Again she wrote.

"You live with your parents."

"Your parents are devoiced."

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"Your parents are dead."

Slowly she wrote.

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"You have lots of friends."

"You have few friend."

She wrote.

Elizabeth could feel tears start to form. This wasn't how this was supposed to go. And to make it worse, she could start to feel just how lonely she really was.

Her parents were dead, and she had burned almost all the bridges she had in favor of traveling the world and partying in order to stop the pain.

"If… If you were to die… no one would miss you."

That was it, she couldn't hold it back any longer. As she nodded, the first tear rolled down her face before falling on her chin, then another, then another. Why couldn't she resist? She had to stay strong.

How was it fair? How was this fair?

She stiffened when she felt a presence touch her. Opening her puffy red eyes, she came face to face with Akame. As their eyes met, Elizabeth watched as her jailer's eyes go from stones to those of pity. Then what happened shocked her.

Akame awkwardly put her arms around her in a hug and started to rub her back.

She went rigged for a moment before her dam broke completely, unleashing the tears she had been trying to hold back. Latching onto the person in front of her, she balled her eyes out into her chest.

It wasn't fair! It wasn't fair!

She was going to die here, alone, and no one will care.

It wasn't fair!

"Mama, Papa!" she needed something, someone she was familiar with to provide comfort for her. Someone besides her will be killer, but there was no one. So she tightened her grip, making sure she wouldn't get away.

All the while, she was vaguely aware that her comfort was whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

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She could instantly tell that something had broke inside of the girl after her last question, and to be honest, she felt something shift within herself as well.

This wasn't how this was supposed to go. After what happened the day before, Akame promised herself that she was remain cold and impassive when dealing with her prisoner, but after her questioning it didn't seem possible.

This girl, this young woman was an orphan and had no friends. And here she was all alone, just waiting to die.

"At least I won't be hurting anyone else when I kill her."

If possible, that made her feel even worse about herself, but this wasn't the time for self pity.

Rising from her chair, Akame slowly got in front of her captive and touched her shoulder. Elizabeth visibly stiffened as their eyes connected. The look her red eyes and tear stained face was too much for her. Putting her arms around the poor girl, she began to rub her back. Hoping to provide so form of comfort.

She was surprised with how quickly the distressed woman latched on to her, but got over it soon enough and began to whisper sweet nothings into her ears.

How everything was alright, how she was safe, how nothing could hurt her.

They were all lies, they both knew it, but they seemed to work.

After a while the sobs had calmed down and the two just to a strange comfort in each other's arms.

"Hey Elizabeth"

No answer.

"Elizabeth?"

Again no answer.

Looking down at her, she sighed and carried her sleeping form to the mattress. As she laid her down, she could help but feel angry with herself. She wasn't supposed to get attached but it seems she had. When you have no attachment to someone it is easy to kill them, but if you do it makes it much, much harder.

Gathering up her things, she left the room and went to her home.

Once inside, she started her daily training. She tried to eat human snacks through out the day. She tried to draw blood with a knife. The same things really but this time as she was doing those things, she was also listening to a recording of Elizabeth's voice she had gotten the day before.

As night came along, she went to the bar, this time impersonating Elizabeth, in order to get some practical practice.

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The next morning came around and Elizabeth woke up from one of the best sleeps she had had in a long time. It was weird, she had fallen asleep in the arms of the person who was going to be her killer. It was even weirder that said killer comforted her and apparently put her to bed the night before.

Having already searched her current environment and not wanting to get up, she decided to stay on the mattress and think about what was to come.

If the day was anything like the day before, Akame would be coming soon and questioning her. Even though it was pretty much proven to be a mute point, she was still determined not to answer any questions.

Like she expected, Akame showed up a short time later sat down in her chair. The only thing that seemed to differ from the previous day was that she was carrying a bag with her.

"Shall we begin for today?" she asked, again in a terrible British accent.

Sitting in front of her, Elizabeth decided to start thing off, "What is it like to be a ghoul?" she figured that since she could ask questions and her mouth healed somewhat, why not ask.

Akame paused since she had not been expecting her to ask a question, or talk at all for that matter. The fact that she really didn't want talk about herself didn't help, but she said that she would answer if she could, and she sure could for this one.

"Well to start off, like I said before, you live in a state of constant fear. One of the first things you learn is not to trust anyone other than your parents and avoid everyone else. Depending on who your parents are, the second thing you learn is how to fight, no, how to kill. After you learn those, it is really just trying to blend in with humans."

"What was your life like?" Elizabeth asked with a hint of curiosity.

That really gave Akame pause. She really didn't want to answer this question and she was about to tell her so, but she couldn't. One look at Elizabeth's face was all it took. For whatever reason her curious expression mixed with anticipation was too much for her to resist.

So with a sigh, she spoke.

"Well my earliest memory is being on hunt with my Kaa-san. My Tou-san was killed by Doves when they attacked on the night of my birth. Anyway I was four at the time and we were attacking a yakuza that had decided that small crime weren't enough for them. That was the night I made my first kill.

Anyway a few years after that Kaa-san put me in grade school to give me something to do during the day other than train." Here she gave a small laugh, "If there is a God, then he better have blessed her, cause she deserved it."

"What was she like?"

"Hmm, she was strong, fierce, and stubborn as hell, hehe, she must have been to handle me when I was a brat. She became a widow during childbirth and raised me all be herself. Even though she was only B-ranked in terms of power, she was one of the strongest beings I knew."

Against her better judgment, Elizabeth asked a question she just knew she'd regret.

"What happened to her?"

"She was killed by Dove on my twelfth birthday."

Elizabeth's face paled.

"Yep, I had just received my mask as a present and we were just about to cut the cake when they broke in. Mother knocked my out and hid me in the closet before they got to where we were. When I came to the house was destroyed. I was able to find where they were fighting just in time to see my Kaa-san get decapitated." She sighed as she blinked away a few tear, it was a wound that never fully healed.

"To be honest, the Dove was heavily injured so I might have been able to kill him, but I wasn't sure at the time."

"I'm sorry, but what is a Dove?" Elizabeth asked in a small voice, not wanted to ruin the moment.

Akame just gave her a sideways glace, "A Dove is what Ghouls call the investigators of the CCG. Not really sure why we call them that but I think it just irony since doves represent peace and most investigators are just like ghouls in turns of cruelty."

Pausing for a second before reaching into her bag and pulled out what looked like some kind of alcohol bottle and took a swig.

"I thought ghouls could only eat flesh."

"That's correct, but the effect is still need," She said with a grimace.

"I honestly hoped that I wouldn't use this today; anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, I lost a parent on my birthday again," Elizabeth cringed at the causal dismissal of the topic but Akame ignored her, "After I became an orphan, I started to live on the streets but I still went to school since it had made my mother happy. When I wasn't in school or training, I was hunting either criminals or Doves I thought enjoyed their jobs too much. I was also trying to find out how the CCG found Kaa-san."

"Two years later I found out that Kaa-san had save a woman from being the newest whore for a yakuza when she destroyed it. To show her appreciation, the woman ran straight to the CCG and told them everything she knew about her savior. When I found out about this, I spent all my time trying to find her and I did. She was in her home and I was in such a rage that I broke in and attacked her with all my might."

She paused and took a rather long drink from the bottle.

"I don't know how long I beat her but by the time I was done her body was nothing but a large pile of bloody goo."

Elizabeth nodded her head in approval, the woman go what she deserved if she would rat out her savior like she had.

"When I could finally could think clearly, I found that I was not alone."

She took another drink.

"There was a man in the room with along with a boy and girl around seven or eight, they might have been twins. The man was shaking, he was obviously terrified by the way his wife was brutally murdered in front of him, but the children (she took a drink) the children looked perfectly fine. All except their eyes, it looked like they belonged to corpses."

Elizabeth looked into her companion's eyes; they looked like her grand-father's every time he talked about the second Great War.

"Their eyes shocked me so much that I ended up trying to cleaning myself up, I even apologized and told them to get revenge when they were older. I left as soon as I could. My god those eyes."

Elizabeth stayed silent as Akame shook herself out of her thoughts.

"Anyway that was the way things went for the rest of my teen years, but after that I started to want something different and … yeah," she trailed off letting an awkward silence settle in.

Eleizabeth wondered why she stopped but figured that if she didn't want to talk then there was nothing she could do to make her.

"Oh, before I forget," Akame suddenly said reaching into her bag, "I believe I can give this back to you now." Extracting her hand, she pulled out a chain with a heart on the end and handed it to the woman.

Elizabeth had to stop herself from sobbing at the sight of it. It was her locket that her parents had gotten for her seventeenth birthday. Opening the latch she saw a twenty-year-old version of herself smiling back on one side while the other was blank.

"So?" Akame asked breaking the silence before the emotions could starts, "You going to ask me anything else."

Wiping the tears from her eyes with a smile, Elizabeth asked the first think that popped into her mind. "Hmmm, what does human taste like?"

Akame smiled as she as she started to explain the delectable treat known as man while her companion listened with morbid fascination.

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Akame was shoving food into her mouth as fast as she could, only to throw it back up seconds later. Again and again she did this, trying to make herself feel as terrible as possible. Anything to keep her mind off of what had happened.

The last few weeks had been some of the best she had had in a long time. Everyday she would go to her hideout and spent time with Elizabeth. One day she would ask the questions and try to figure out when she was telling the truth, and the next day Elizabeth would be the one asking the question. Everyday they would switch and every Akame would stay just a little bit longer.

And to be completely honest, Akame was okay with that. When she was with Elizabeth, she didn't have to worry about hiding anything about her being. She could be whom she was, she could say what was really on her mind, she could talk about her problems, and Elizabeth would never judge her.

After the third day that she had stayed in Elizabeth's company for the whole day, she had to set reminders and force herself to continue to train her body. She refused to acknowledge the reason of her training. It hurt too much to think about it.

But now her training was practically finished. She had gotten her skin so soft that she pierce it with a needle, she even got a splinter once. She could go an entire day without throwing up a small meal. She had even perfected her British accent, sounding exactly like Elizabeth.

And she had all of the information she needed on the woman. From her favorite color to what age she lost her virginity. She didn't need her anymore.

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And that was where the problem laid, even if she didn't need her anymore, she still wanted her. She never really wanted a person before, at least not the way she wanted to be around Elizabeth. To make it worse, the return trip to London was also within a week.

She had spent the entire day and half the night trying to convince herself that whatever she was feeling would pass, and when that failed, she tried to think of some way Elizabeth could make it out alive. She failed.

In the end, she ended up going to the hideout to finish what she had started all those weeks ago, she was determined to get it over with so that she could put the whole experience behind her as quickly as she could.

But as soon as she had closed the door to the building behind herm her resolve crumbled to dust. As soon as she had turned around, a crying Elizabeth had crashed into her with a hug to tight for her to escape without cause either of them harm.

Taken by surprise, Akame ignored the questions asking where she had been and instead focusing on all of the empty alcohol bottles that had been full the day before. Her arms subconsciously and began to make soothing strokes up and down the poor girl's back as she led her to the bed. While downing a bottle and downing it, she wanted to forget what she come here to do.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Akame began to whisper sweet nothings to the sobbing girl.

How everything was alright, how she was safe, how nothing could hurt her.

They were all lies, but the for now they were the truth, and they desperately believed them.

The last thing her mind remembered about that night was that at some point a pair of lips where on hers. But her body remembered so much more. A touch here, a kiss there, a gasp here, spikes of pleasure everywhere, and so much more. Until she awoke the next morning.

She had never considered herself bi before since she loved the feeling her first time had given her. But there was no denying the she was in love with the woman that she left asleep in bed that morning.

And fact that she would have to kill her love very soon sickened her more the food she was eating ever could.

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"Aurgh, That's it! I am never EVER drinking again." Elizabeth thought as she experienced her were hangover yet.

Sluggishly getting off of her bed, she made her was to her food corner and got a water bottle. After taking a very satisfying drink, she became aware that the room was cooler than normal. This promoted her to look down and see her naked stated.

"What the? Why am I … oh yeah." She spoke aloud as memories of the previous night came back to her.

Her body turned red as a squeal escaped her. She had slept with Akame. She slept with Akame. She had been drunk and slept with Akame. Oh God!

Sure she had found her attractive, they were practically twin and she was far from ugly, and she had secretly developed a crush for her during their time to get her. But she didn't think enough time had passed for her to fall in love.

On that thought, how long had she been here? A few weeks? A month? Two? She didn't know, she had lost track after day three. And when Akame was there times just seemed to go faster. So Elizabeth stopped caring about time. It didn't matter. Well the time that Akame arrived did, but nothing else.

Anyway now that she thought about it, why shouldn't she love Akame? She was strong, beautiful, and smart. During their time together, they had found out so much about each other. In her case she found out thing like what her dream for the future, what her worst fears were, and many things in between.

She remembered reading somewhere that once you know enough about a person, you couldn't help but love them to some extent. And if last night was any indication, then her love for Akame was so deep that even her drunken mind had picked up on it.

Bring her hands up to her heart shaped necklace and her necklace to her bare chest, she let out another squeal and she did a mini celebration in her head. She hadn't felt this way since her grade school crush asked her on her first date. She was in love and it felt great.

Though that led to another problem, did Akame love her back? Surly she did right? She had returned her drunken kiss and then proceeded to spent a rather passionate night together, that had to mean something. But then again it wasn't a good sign when you spend the night with someone and they were gone the next morning. But that was because she had things to do in the morning, she would be back, right?

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Yes, she would be back. She had to come back.

Deciding not to dwell on the topic any longer, she wasn't back to her mattress in order to wait for her love to return.

"No, my lover." She thought with a smile.

Ideally playing her locket, she wonder what her future would hold. She had learned that human ghoul friendships were rare while human ghoul relationships where almost non existent. But she was determined to make that change.

Opening the locket, she saw her face smile back at her. Looking at the other side, she felt her good mood dampen a bit. Her parents picture had been on that side. She had ripped it out when she was drunk the night she found out that they were gone. She briefly wondered if they would approve of Akame. Sure they never said anything against lesbian relationship but then again it never affected them. She didn't know why she was even thinking about it, it is not like they have an opinion to give anymore.

The sound of the door opening caught her attention.

"Akame! Your back!" she said as she went to greet her lover.

She saw the red head blink a few time at the state of her being. She must of liked what she saw since her face suddenly matched her hair. Elizabeth did a mental victory dance.

If Elizabeth had been paying closer attention, she would have noticed that the woman in front of her was much paler then normal, that her eyes were cloudy and wet as if she had been crying, that she seemed ill. But Elizabeth only saw how beautiful her companion was and how she found her body attractive as well, so she missed those signs as Akame led her to the mattress, sat her in her lap, and began to rub her back.

"Akame?"

"Hai?"

"Think you for last night. I loved it."

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"Akame?"

"Gomen… I loved it too."

Elizabeth's heart soared.

"Akame?"

"Yes."

"I'm I pretty?"

"… Yes."

"Akame?"

On and on this went. Elizabeth would ask a question and Akame would give a distracted answer, not that the younger woman picked up on it. With each answer her spirits rose to new heights.

Until.

"… Elizabeth-hime?"

Elizabeth blushed at being called a princess and responded in her best Japanese accent, "Hai?"

"I never asked this and I want you to answer this one."

"Hmm, okay."

"… If you were to die, wh-what would you want to happen to your bo- bo, your remains?"

"What a odd question, oh well, she had asked stranger things." She thought as she pondered the question.

"Hmm, well I love to travel. So I guess I'd like to have my ash released to the high winds so that I will always be traveling.

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"Akame?"

Elizabeth felt wet splashes against her hair. She became aware that the grip around her body was rather tight.

"Umm Akame? Are you alright?"

Instead of answer, she pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to her, Elizabeth went rigged as if ice water had just been dumped on her. It was a plane ticket.

"No," she said in disbelief, "No No No No."

Pushing herself out of the grip around her, she stared straight into the crying face of her love.

"This is, this is-"

She didn't even finish before Akame nodded.

"Then y-you are going t-to-"

"I-I have to"

"NO YOU DON'T!"

Akame just she her head slowly as more tears flowed from her eyes.

"Elizabeth I-"

"Please don't do it," interrupted the young woman. She pulled Akame in tight, and started to cry into red heads chest.

"Please don't do it, I love you Akame," she heard a gasp from above her, "I love you, I want be with you. We can be together. We can be happy. Please." She begged before whispering one more time, "Please."

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"I-I l-love you too, Elizabeth."

Quickly binking away her tears, Elizabeth looked into the ghoul's eyes and saw what could only be love in them. Closing her eyes as tears of joy started to form, she miss the look of love turn to that of heartbreak.

"Akame? Can we run away together?"

"Can we live together?"

"Can we be happy together?"

"Can we-" she was silenced as a pair of lips smashed into her.

She was shocked but quickly gave into it. It was unlike anything she had ever had. It was like Akame was trying to pour all of her being into the kiss.

"She is kissing me! Akame is kissing me! Akame love me! I… am… so… happy," she thought as she pulled out of the kiss with a smile. As she opened her eyes she was confused as her vision was dimming but that didn't worry her. Instead she focused on her love and again she was confused, she was crying, full out sobbing her eyes out and her mouth was moving but no sound came out.

Her smile still wide, Elizabeth shock her head to convey everything was alright and that she shouldn't cry. It didn't seem to work. Then she noticed and Elizabeth let out her building tears of joy at the sight before her.

Akame's kagune was out. Her ukaku wings seemed to pulse with a light pink as they glowed brightly. Pulling her head back a little to get a bigger picture for her dimming vision, she would have gasped if she could.

Her wings were out, her kakugan eyes as red, her face tear stricken but otherwise perfect, and her presence causing her to feel so calm and relaxed; she like an angle. No, not and angle, something more beautify … with red eyes. It she was hers.

"WatashiAkame Utsukushi-sa" she thought, it was only fitting that was the first thing she said in Japanese to her love. She smiled as she closed her eyes and laid her head on her love's shoulder to rest.

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"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry," over and over she repeated as if she could possibly be forgiven for she act she just committed.

But no matter how many times she said it, she never got a reply. All she got from Elizabeth was a smile. It was as if she was telling her that everything was going to be all right, but nothing was right now. Elizabeth was dead; her body just hadn't caught up yet.

As the two had kissed, Akame unleashed her kagune and made one of her wings as thin as she possible could thanks to her RC cell manipulation. Right when the kiss was ending, she folded her wing around them and stabbed Elizabeth in the back of her neck faster than a blink. She had severed her spinal cord, but that motion was so fast that it should have been painless and the cut was so thin that a very loose connection still remained. There wasn't even any blood. But since the spine was cut, Elizabeth would die, it was unavoidable.

Feeling her push against her brought her back to the present. Staring at dying girl's face through tears, she saw what could possible be wonder in her fading orbs.

"Watashi Akame Utsukushi-sa"

Akame gasped did a quick intake as her love laid her head on shoulder and took her final breath.

Processing what she said, it was too much for her. She grabbed the body and broke down. Her last words were as crude translation of "My red eyed beauty." How could she be seen as beautiful? She was a monster. A monster who killed her loved one for her own gain. She was despicable.

If one could hear her, they would describe the sound as a woman's sorrow when she found out that her partner was gone only worse. Worse because she had been the one to make her partner disappear.

She didn't know how long she stayed in that position, but it had to be a while. The tears had dried long ago so she was left just holding the body. Trying, praying, wanting to believe that the young woman was just sleeping, that she hadn't caused her to sleep for eternity.

Laying the body on the bed, she took a long moment to get herself together. Now was not the time to grieve. She now has a job to do. A job that caused Elizabeth to die and she'd be damned more then she already was if she did not finish it. Elizabeth will not have died in vain.

Looking at the body, she paused and felt her eyes begin to water. Elizabeth was as naked as the day she was born, and her face was in an eternal peace. She looked like an angle just waiting to be awoken.

Fiercely rubbing her eyes, Akame's face set in determination.

She had a job to do, and it was time to get to work.

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"Sir! There is a ghoul approaching the wall!" shouted one of the younger academy interns at a monitor.

"What!? What's it doing?"

"Captain… it appears to be just walking!" shouted another intern.

"What?"

"It appears to be walking towards us, Sir."

…

"Orders Sir?"

"Hmm What's the status of our men and the creature?"

"Sir, all units on standby awaiting orders and the ghoul is walking passed investigators and avoiding combat."

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"Orders Sir."

"Get me a live feed stat."

"Yes captain."

This was weird. A ghoul hasn't been seen around the wall in a long time. Once the wall had been put up, many ghouls tried to escape but the shire number of guns and investigator made quick work of them. And since then whenever a ghoul came, it was always in a desperate charge that ended in failure.

To have a ghoul walk towards the wall like this was described to be doing was concerning.

"Captain, the image is coming on screen now."

As the live feed came through, the captain blinked in surprise. He was not expecting that. The creature on the screen was obviously a woman. She wore a pearl white kimono along with a white mask. The woman's crimson hair was a sharp contrast to the rest of the outfit but oddly completed the image.

"What is the conformation of the ghoul's identity?"

"Sir, we have a ninety-five percent chance of the ghoul being Swan and raising."

"Swan hmm, what is she doing here? She hasn't been seen in over a year though she was suspected in the murder of Junior. Why is she here?"

The head of the wall's defense watched the screen with a frown. He had heard that Swan was angry, fast, and deadly. That was not how he would describe the image. Although he could not see her face, she had the body movement of an investigator that just survived a raid. Something was not right. Plus something about the image seemed familiar.

"Sir, Swan is five hundred meters and closing! Orders!"

…

"Fire off a few warning shot at her."

"Sir?/Captain?"

"You wanted orders, so follow them!"

"Yes Sir/Captain!"

Watching the screen, the captain waited for the shots to ring out.

…

Bang

The swan did not even finch in her strides towards the wall.

"Impressive," mumble the captain. The ghoul had no way of know that they were aiming to miss. Did she have no fear? No, that wasn't it.

"All Class Three investigator, engage now."

"What!? But Sir!"

"Relay the order intern before I throw you out there myself."

"Y-yes Sir!" the frightened intern quickly repeated the order to those at ground zero.

The lack of movement on the screen made the captain frustrated. So what if a Class Three investigator stood no chance against a S-ranked ghoul, he was captain damnit, his orders are to be followed to the letter. Besides if he was right, they need not worry.

A mighty battle cry sounded from the screen as the investigators hardened their nerves and activated their quinques. They followed their orders.

As the first investigator came upon the target, everyone watching was shown why only those in Class One could match ghouls with an S-rank.

Swan gracefully dodged each and every attack that can her way without slowing her progress towards the wall. Hell it looked like she wasn't even turning her head to face her many attackers. It was only when it looked like she was going to be overwhelmed that she fought back. And even then it seemed that each attack as non-lethal. Every punch bruised, every kick broke bones, every attack took one opponent out of the fight, but they would live. She did this all without breaking her pace.

"Impressive," the captain mumbled again. It was rare to so something as graceful and precise as Swan's display. Again something seemed familiar.

"Have Class Three fall back and Class Two and One engage."

A massive cry was meet with the order and as the remaining investigators at the scene charged the lone ghoul. And as a true testament of her strength and skill, Swan gave the investigators the same result. It was almost impossible to see her but one could often see a glimpse of red and then an investigator fall to the ground. The interns watched with awe and horror since the ghoul was headed in their direction

"That's enough. All units disengage."

The order was meet with confusion but was followed as one by one the investigators cleared a path for the uninjured monster.

"Sir! She's at the base of the wall!"

"I can see that."

"Captain orders!?" shouted/asked the panicking intern.

The captain stayed quiet as he watched the ghoul finally released her kagune. Crouching for a split second, she gave a mighty jump and using her ukaku like wings, she began to fly to the top of the wall.

"CAPTAIN ORD-"

"All light artillery open fire."

The interns quickly relayed the command and not a second later the air was full of gunshots.

The captain gave a smile that turned more and more savaged as he continued to watch. As he suspected, the special bullets used in the light artillery had little to no affect on the ghoul as she flew up higher and higher. She hardly even bothered to dodge, letting her kagune act as a shield taking the blunt of the attack. But that was not why he was smiling. He finally knew why this ghoul seemed familiar and it got his blood pumping in anticipation.

"Cease fire." He ordered as Swan made it to the top of the wall. Once again the order was met with confusion but it was followed.

Everyone watched with baited breath, just weighting for the ghoul to jump off on the other side to bring chaos to those outside the wall. But to their surprise, she did not.

The captain smile, he was right.

"All Special Class investigator report to the roof, I want that ghoul surrounded. If it tries make a jump for freedom take it out with the heavy artillery. That stuff could take out kakujas and wounded the Owl so they should do it in easily." He began to walk away before he paused and turn to a boy girl pair of Class Threes that he had taken an interest in a while back. "You two, with me. We're going to go greet our guest."

The two young adults adjusted their black glasses but said nothing as they shadowed their mentor.

As they left, everyone else in the control room was very puzzled by their captain's action. This was not standard protocol, then again, the ghoul wouldn't be described as 'standard' either. The first wave of medical reports had already been sent in and so far there had been no casualties with the worse injuring being a cracked skull. The field medics said the man would live.

They all watched as Swan removed an object from her kimonos, the close up reviled it to be some type of box, as she began to walk to the wall's edge. The gunmen had their fingers on their triggers just wanting blast the monster to bits, all with a twitch of a finger. But they held back, not wanting to be on the Captain's bad side for not following his orders. So they would wait till Swan made the jump.

They were disappointed; however, when Swan stopped at the edges. They watched as she raised the box over the edge and dumped out its content.

Where those ashes?

No that was impossible, ghouls were heartless creatures. There's no way one would risk its life just to dump ashes. It had to be up to something.

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"Be free." She whispered as the ashes disappeared from view.

She wanted to say more. She wanted to do more. She wanted to cry. She wanted to do better. Because she had deserved better than this, but this was the best she could do.

Akame stood still as she took in the moment. She was so close to freedom, all that was need was a single step. But she knew she wouldn't last. Hell, she didn't know why she'd lasted this long, but she was grateful for the quiet moment. Though how long that moment would last was up in the air, because she could sense a growing number of Doves surrounding her.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Swan. I must say I wasn't expecting to see you here."

The voice behind her was full of amusement; she ignored it and focused on the beautiful landscape in front of her.

"I must ask, where have you been? No one has seen you in quiet some time, well besides Junior that is. He was such a good guy with a familly. Did you have to kill him?"

Akame's ukaku pulsed with irritation. This man was ruining her special moment.

"Well look at that, I haven't seen an ukaku like that in a long time."

"What does he mean by that? Never mind. It doesn't matter. Just ignore him."

"Hey! I'm talking to you!"

"Just ignore him. Focus on the moment. Just ign-"

Bang

The shot embedded itself in the wall by her side, missing completely.

"What a bad sho-" she paused mid though as a scent hit her nose.

"What's that?"

Sniff

"It smells familiar."

Sniff

"It smells like Kaa-san. But why?"

Sniff

"It's coming from the bullet hole."

Sniff

"And it's even stronger behind me. … NO!"

Whirling around, she saw the barrel of a pistol pointed at her a few meters away in the hand of a man a in his late forties.

"Well that got your attention," he had a wide smile on his face, " Though I understand why. These little beauties where specially made for me." He said gesturing to second pistol on his belt. He placed the one in his hand into the empty holster and took out a brief case. "And since he had some extra material, the maker made this one as a gift."

Pressing the button on the handle, the brief case transformed into a long metal staff with a large rectangle on each side. One side was sharp the other was blunted and they where a bright white.

The man disconnected the staff in the middle making his single weapon two. He took half of his quinque in each hand.

It smelled like her Kaa-san. It was the same color as her kagune. And if the man said he say one before then that meant…

"I must say yours much prettier then that bitch I killed. Maybe I should take yours and make a mother daughter set!"

Akame screamed as the man in front of her laughed at her agony. That laughter continued as he and his comrades either avoided or blocked the crystal like projectiles launched their way from the now blinding kagune.

"I got to get out of here." Akame thought as the Doves attacked her by the dozens.

Her mother's killer was right in front of her and if she stayed for much longer then she would loose herself to rage. And if that happened then she would surely die, the Doves around attacking her was much more skilled then the ones from before. Her clothes were already suffering tears.

"There!"

Grabbing the handle of a quinque that tried to bisect her, she yanked it out of the Dove"s grip and smashed it into his side, sending him flying away. With speed faster ukakus were known for, she flew through the gap she had created towards the mother killer.

She could see his insane smile as she flew towards him, and saw his confused look when she flew pass. He wasn't her target, the girl behind him was.

"ONEE-CHAN!"

Akame didn't bother to turn as she grabbed the girl by her neck and continued towards the city, avoiding gunfire as she flew. Once she thought she was are enough, she turned around using the girl in her arms as a human shield.

"Stop! Don't shoot!" Yelled the captain, "Cease fire! That girl has more potential then any one of you. I swear if she gets hurt I'm breaking my foot off in someone's ass."

Akame breaths a sigh of relief, those bullets were getting a little too close for comfort.

She felt the woman in her arm start to struggle, "Oh would you stop. If you struggle to much I'll drop you."

The girl stop, " I will kill you."

"Get in line."

Bang

"God damnit I told you not to shoot! Get all units down there and find them. If she dead then the rest of you will follow… GET MOVING NOW!"

…

"Shit!" Akame said as she pulled a piece of cloth to the woman's wound. The shoot had caught her completely off guard. But since the girl took the impact first, it slowed the bullet down enough for it to bounce off her skin

"I guess humans are more heartless then I thought."

The woman tried to move but coughed up blood instead.

"Don't struggle."

"I'll… I'll kill you."

"Well if you keep moving then you won't get the chance. Now stay still."

She could feel the glare directed her way behind those black glasses, but she didn't care. She hasn't killed anyone so far she refused to let one die on her now.

"I think they went this way"

"Shit."

Quickly grabbing the girl's hands, she pressed them against the bloody cloth much to her protest.

"If you want to live, don't let up on the pressure."

With that she quickly left the area, leaving the Doves to find the bleeding girl.

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"A terrorist was reported to attack the southern wall of Tokyo yesterday evening. No casualties occurred during the attack and the brave investigators of the CCG were able to repeal the menace. Sadly though Captain Daichi Goro passed away do to his injuries he received during the attack. Captain Goro has been a member of the CCG…"

Akame frowned as she tuned out the news reporter, "I didn't injure the captain. He was fine when that last shot was fired. Not that I'm complaining. Weird."

Her body colliding into the person in front of her brought her out of her thoughts.

"Oh I'm sorry Miss"

"No I sorry, I should have been paying attention, it's just I always get nervous about flying."

The man in front of her gave an understanding smile. He looked like he was in his mid thirties and was obviously of Japanese decent.

"Next."

"Looks like it is my turn." Said the man as he walking to the open screening cubical like space.

Akame gave a small laugh into her hand, which caused to man to smile wider. As he entered, Akame's eyes lost their cheerful/ nervous look and gain one that was cold and calculating as she watched the man through the glass as his test began.

"Next."

Walking to the space provided, Akame noted that the man she just met was right a cross from her. As she entered the area, she forced herself to relax as a Dove entered from the other side.

It was a younger man, maybe in his twenties. And he must have seen her tense.

"Don't worry Miss. I'm just here to make sure everything checks out."

Akame looked away shyly and began to play with her hair, "Sorry, it's just that I didn't expect to see an investigator here."

The Dove let a chuckle escape his lips, "I understand. Now if you would come sit in front of me, we can begin."

As she walked to the chair provided, she gave a metal smirk when she caught the young man try to discreetly check her out.

After the chaos at the wall, she had gotten her hair dyed to the shade of black that she had come to love, and that morning she had gotten a ghoul whom owed her a favor to turn her younger with makeup. She nearly cried when she first looked in the mirror and saw Elizabeth staring back at her. She had been gone of days now but even still the small reminder of her lost love could potentially set her off.

"Shall we begin?"

The next five to ten minute were just him checking her paper and making sure everything was in order. Though every now and then she'd catch him eyeing her, and staying in character, she'd look away as if she was embarrassed. She also kept an eye on his quinque, it never hurts to be cautious.

"That seems to be everything."

Akame breathed a breath of relief.

"I just need you take this pill."

"Why?" her voice was full of uncertainty, which caused the Dove to give her a reassuring look.

"Don't worry. It is just that there is a disease in Japan and the pill was made as a way to prevent it from leaving the country. I took it myself once, it taste pretty good."

"Is that what I am now? A disease. Oh well, I've been called worse."

"Oh. Okay."

As soon as it entered her mouth, it was like an explosion of goo and slime. She had nearly thrown up the meat she'd eaten before hand but managed to keep it to a grimace.

"Sorry about that." He laughed at the look on her face. "I forget to tell you that they explode on impact."

Akame swallowed and already felt her body try to reject the pill. She managed to hide her discomfort with a pout.

"That wasn't very nice."

The Dove ignored her and went through his bag. Looking past him and through the glass walls, she spotted what had to have been a Dove stick a needle into the man she had met earlier and draw a vile of blood.

Akame could feel dread start to form, "What are they doing?"

"What are who doing?"

Following her pointed figure, the Dove turned his attention to the man exiting with the blood sample.

"Oh that, you remember that disease I mentioned, the pill and the vaccine I'm about to give you is sort of like a 'just in case' for it. And while no foreigner as caught it yet, some of the citizens do have it, so we check the blood of all the citizens."

"Ah." She was truly thankful that she was here as Elizabeth… But Elizabeth wasn't her with her.

"Stop it! Now is not the time."

"Yeah," the Dove continued, "It's not the best but it works. But I hear that in a few months were getting a machine that scans the body for the disease. So no more needles."

"That's good. I hate needles." On the inside though she was freaking out. A machine that could tell if someone was a ghoul with just a scan, that was terrifying!

"Don't we all." Said the Dove as he removed a syringe from his bag.

"Now just relax, you might feel a slight pinch."

Akame took a deep breath and did everything but relax. Taking control of all the RC cells in her offered arm she tried to move them to other parts of her body. She closed her eye, not wanting to see the needle break.

"Alright Miss. Jones that's all. Enjoy your flight.

Akame opened her eyes and blinked, "That's it?"

"Yes Ma'am. That it." He said with a cheery smile.

Akame felt a real smile spread across her face as she gathered up her thing, but what was happening in the next room caused it to vanish.

The Dove in the other room stuck the man with another syringe and his body went limp.

"Um, Sir? What going on over there?"

The young Dove turned and his happy face turned to a frown, his eyes turning murderous.

"He must have been tested positive for the disease. Most people don't take the new well and turn violent, so we sedate them."

Akame gained a look of horror as more Dove entered the room and carried the limp body away.

"Will he, will he be alright." She was afraid of the answer.

"Don't you worry Miss. Jones, we will make sure that he is well taken care of.

Akame left without looking back.

"Have a nice day."

After what she just witnessed, she'd have to try very, very hard.

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"Luv. 'Lizabeth. Elizabeth. Beautiful. Sexy."

Akame shook her head and refocused on the present, "I'm sorry, could you repeat that?" then she scowled as her brain processed what he said.

"Hahaha gott'cha again luv. I was saying that we'll be arriving shortly."

"Thank you." She said in a strained voice, her body was beginning to reach its limits.

The plane ride had been absolutely terrible. Being stuck in a metal cage thousands of feet above the ground was bad enough, but every now and then the plane would shake violently. It was like the sky was trying to shake the plane out of it. And if that wasn't bad enough, there were Doves on the plane and they took whoever used the bathroom down below most likely for questioning.

So she couldn't throw up the food in her stomach and Mr. John stopped her to from going in the airport. She was close to being sick.

As soon as they got to the hotel she got her luggage and room key and ran straight to the bathroom where she spent a good half hour.

Now she was in some bar that had been recommender to her, drinking her fifth shot if tequila to the photo of Elizabeth that was in the locket.

"Quite a nice night to mourn. Wouldn't you agree?" came a voice ruff voice from her side.

Akame just grunted a response as she threw back the glass and began to refill it. The alcohol caused her body pain but she didn't care. She needed the alcohol and deserved the pain.

"Your sister?"

Turning her head, she got a look at the man talking to her. He looked about her age and had matted, long black hair. He was undeniably handsome in a wild since. He was gesturing to the locket. Seeing no harm in answering, she nodded.

He raised his own glass, "My brother." And downed it in one.

If she was sober then the ghoul wouldn't have cared but she wasn't and she craved conversation.

"What happened… to your brother?"

The man gained a look in his eyes as he refilled his glass.

"He thought it would be cool to join up with the kind of people you shouldn't hang around with. One day he went missing, never heard of him since." He downed another glass. "What about you?"

…

"If you don't want to-"

"We were in Japan. We were walking home one night when this criminal jumped us. When I came to my sister was gone. All that was left was her locket." She downed her drink then another.

"… I'm sorry to hear that."

"I'm sorry to have lived it."

They stayed silent for the rest of the night, just enjoying the sad company and drinking in the memories of their lost.

"Listen it's getting late and I should probably get going."

Akame nodded not trusting herself to speak.

"Should I walk you home?"

Akame hesitated for a second before nodding.

He was good company.

As they walked out, she leaned on him.

He was good comfort.

As they rode in the cab, she napped on his lap.

He was a good pillow.

When they arrived at her room, she pulled him side.

"I should really go. Tonight is suppose to be mourning my family." He weakly tried to leave but Akame didn't release her weak grip.

"We could mourn together." She didn't was to be alone and in pain.

"I don't even know your name."

"… Elizabeth … Elizabeth Jones."

He gave her a charming smile and she felt her face go red, though that could have been the alcohol.

"Brian, Brian Smith." He said holding her close.

He was good.

…

But she was great.

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"Argh my head. I'm never getting drunk again." Akame thought as she woke up.

Trying to stand up, she found the task impossible.

"What the? Why are my thighs so sore?"

She tried to massage her muscles but her confusion only grew?

Why was she naked? She didn't normally sleep in the nude. And why was her entrance so sticky? She only had a special dream last night but that couldn't have caused this.

It was a dream, right?

She looked for clues around the room and her heart dropped when she saw a letter on the nightstand that wasn't there before.

She barely made it to the toilet before her stomach emptied.

She was sick. She was despicable. She was a monster. She was just a horrible being.

She sacrifices her love, someone who actually gave a damn about her, so that she could be free. And if that wasn't bad enough, then she pissed on her memories by getting drunk and shagging some random stranger the very day her plane lands.

She was terrible. She didn't deserve the chance she was given.

Depressed, she made her way out of the bathroom and onto the bed besides the nightstand. She glared at the letter as memories of came back in bits and pieces.

She was never getting drunk again. When she got drunk, she got meek and clingy. Two times she had gotten drunk and two times she slept with someone different.

The first time tough was much better in everyway, though it was nice to be full again.

Sighing she grabbed the note and began to read.

Elizabeth,

I would like to apologies and think you for last night. I had spent the entire night grieving about my brother, but with you, I managed to end the night on a high note.

Speaking of notes, I'm sorry for leaving you high and dry (well not exactly dry) and not staying till morning, but I really had to go since I shouldn't for stayed last night. Not that I overly regret it or anything.

If it means anything you should know that you are defiantly in my top five. So even if you forget me, I won't forget you… that sounded creepy.

Umm,… so, yeah I hope you have a nice day and possibly, hopefully, we could hook up again… maybe.

P.S.: You looked so beautiful last night that I took a picture with one of those camera things. I left you one on the counter.

Akame felt her face grow red, "HENTIA!"

Rushing to the counter, she prepared to destroy the photo and maybe track down the other. But as soon as she saw it, those plans stopped.

She was still in her blouse (Thank god) and her hair black hair dye had come off in some places letting her red hair come through. But what was most shocking was her face; it was in completely relaxed and in a smile that reach her eyes. She knew she was pretty, but the picture made her look glorious, she didn't remember the last time she looked like that.

Maybe she won't destroy it, in fact, if she cut around the edge; it could fit in the empty space in the locket. Then in a way they would forever be together in the heart.

…

"Okay too sappy. Right so besides the picture, I will forget about last night and start living my life how I want to live." She smiled at the thought and got to work on making the photo locket size.

She kept that mentality until she stared at the smiley face on the device in her hand three weeks later.

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So that is the end of the prologue. The next chapter will finally have the MC introduced and her story can begin.