As we , Lucy, Kohta, Aiko, Haiki and my self began our long journey back to the Diclonius Research Facility, there seemed to be a comedic presence as we walked around in public. Lucy had the right mind and dignity to actually hold Hakai with Kohta. I had been walking this entire time, and instead of the usual pain that ensued from my usual long walks I was actually quite relieved to be walking on my own two feet as opposed to invisible killing machines. As I walked with my seemingly normal group people stared, but mostly kept walking. Since Lucy had escaped i suppose the facility had simply set out a man hunt before calling upon the aid of civillians. When I had taken over as Chief in Kakuzawa's place I demanded that we kept the policy different when it came to rouge Diclonii. Let them reak their havoc in a controlled enviroment, with other more skilled Diclonii surrounding the perimeter. As they became to destructive we circled in on the rougue diclonius, and we captured it.

There didn't seem to be any murmuring among the people in the streets. As odd as it was there was a part of me that silently understood why the streets were normally volumized, why no one was loweringr their voice to a whisper to gossip about the rather familiar looking girl and perhaps why she was carrying a baby. Then again, these were my own thoughts. Perhaps the people of Kamakura had forgotten about what had happened nearly five years ago. Maybe the civillians had simply turned a blind eye to it, the situation had been dealt with and were too busy rebuilding the lives that rampid Diclonii destroyed.

Lucy never faltered in her step as she walked through the crowds of people. She had the trademark look of death on her face, Hakai sporting an identical one, and Kohta seemed to be showing off a comical version of what the women were wearing on their face. I wondered about Kohta. There were so many of my questions I hadn't been answered, so many questions I was eager to find the solution to, however I couldn't even fathom a possible explanation. For instance, how had Kohta gotten so close to such a powerful Diclonius as Lucy, especially long enough to actually impreginate her? How long were they together that they decided that sex was a step they could achieve? However the most important question lingered in my mind. Why?

My thoughts were interupted by a familiar presence, a voice that called out the name Papa and I was shot. I stood still, my glasses stooped down my nose sitting on the tip of my nostrils. The group turned, Lucy was last, as if in a movie when one rival, meets another that they didn't expect to see. As every one turned, we saw Nana. Standing there completely re-egineered and better than ever where the expectations. However next to Lucy no Diclonii could ever compare.

"Papa... You have to come back home. And you have to bring the child with you." Lucy's smirk was audible through a thousand voices, and in the pit of my stomach I felt fear. Nana watched, as if she was not afraid, as if she had forgotten the near brutal slaying she recieved from the exact same woman that stood before her. I didn't dare say a word to either woman. I didn't dare spark a conversation, for inside i knew they were communicating.

Lucy's body language was shouting at Nana to leave, as if an alpha warning a cub that this is not its battle. Nana simply faltered, then regained her concentration. It was as if it was a fatal, over dramatic chess game. I wasn't exactly sure who hit whom first, all I saw was the blood spray in my face, and watch her head fall to the ground.