Chapter 10 No Longer Exist
March 8th, 2014
8:41 PM
Portland, Oregon
Osprey Apartments
I invite Cayce into my bedroom for some warm coffee. You know what kind of coffee. Even without the people I loved on the bay, I've made a new romantic acquaintance tonight. No matter how terrible it feels to just dump Chloe or Frank, Cayce was the only man I had left in my life to live with both friendly and romantically. This is where it begins.
Cayce sits down on my nice warm bed set and I lean my head towards his to touch his lips with mine. Then we caress our hands on hour heads still latching our mouths against one another's. And then Cayce leans backward on the bed sheets as I hover above still latching onto each other. And then roll on the bed switching positions to where we latch onto one another. Now the young gentleman hovers above me as I'm now the one leaning backwards on my own blankets. This was our shipping at it's best. Until a strange thing occurs.
Something had felt odd about the lips I was latching onto. I could almost feel hair on his skin. Facial hair of sorts. When I open my eyelids, I then see glasses on the man's face. Then I instantly jerk myself away from my latching raising my eyebrows in shock and dropping my jaw in horror. This was not Cayce. This was the sociopath himself hovering above me fearsomely. And I believe you know who.
"What's wrong, Rachel?" Jefferson asked maliciously. "You want this, don't you?"
The evil megalomaniac reaches for my pants and pulls them down to sexually attack me. I scream for mercy.
March 9th, 2014
7:00 AM
Portland, Oregon
Osprey Apartments
Once again, I jerk myself wide awake with a startled gasp. My alarm clock had gone off and I snoozed it. It was seven in the morning. I had been sleeping all night with Cayce under the warm blankets. The sun was up and the sky was blue outside my window. I take a breath or two to chill myself from another accursed nightmare of Mark "The Sociopath" Jefferson. I'm so glad they locked his ass up on death row. If it had been up to me, his head would fit nicely on a javelin.
Cayce was now waking up from his side of the bed. He rolled his shirtless body to my direction sees me sitting up recovering from my PTSD of Mr. Jeffersick.
"Hey, you alright?" He asked. "You look pale."
"Just a bad dream," I say. "I'm okay."
"Was it about him? About Mark?"
I didn't answer. Not that it mattered anyhow.
"Good super we had last night," said Cayce. "I'm glad I could come over."
"Me too," I said. "No problem."
"You don't mind if I use your bathroom to brush my teeth and hit the shower, do you?"
"Knock yourself out. I've got some bagels in the pantry if you want any."
"Sure, I'll have some. Just let me clean myself up and I'll fill my tummy up before heading out. Won't be long."
We get out of bed to do our thing. We slept with our clothes off all night long. I slept with my bikini and blouse. Cayce slept with his boxers. I put on my pajama clothes as Cayce stepped into my bathroom to brush his teeth and hit the shower. I walk into the kitchen to find those bagels.
I open the pantry to find the bagels inside. Then I grab some cream out of the fridge and set everything down on the counter. And then the doorbell rang again. I stop what I'm doing to answer it. Walk up to the door to let my visitor in and my visitor is none other than Derrick Crosby at my doorstep when the door is open. He smiles down at me holding a tray of warm Starbucks coffee and muffins.
"Good morning, Miss Amber," he says politely.
Oh, good morning, Mr. Crosby," I said.
"May I come in? I brought breakfast."
I let the gentlemen dressed in his suit inside and shut the door behind. He sets down the coffee and muffins on the table in the living room and we talk. He could Cayce in the bathroom brushing his teeth and showering.
"Is someone else here?" Crosby asked.
"It's just Cayce," I said. "He came here last night for dinner and he stayed the night over. What brings you here this morning?"
"I came here to talk to you about your mission brief that you and Operative Foley will be participating in a few weeks for now. Let's sit down and we'll discuss business."
I sit down on the living room couch with Crosby while eating my muffin and drinking my coffee he brought me. This is what he had to say.
"First and foremost, I've been reviewing your stellar training status for some time now and your prowess manages to exceed all my expectations in all your efforts to become the best we've ever trained," he said. "Like Blackwell before us."
"I appreciate that," I said.
"Second, we've been reviewing the notes you took on from the documents you found in Brasilia," he began. "The notes turned out to be crucial intel for the mission. Your mission, Ms. Amber, is to travel to Bolivia with Mr. Foley and take down Hugo Alvarez. The most fearsome ultra-nationalist and terrorist leader since Osama Bin Laden. Intel claims him and El Eterno is in league with Neo-Chrysalis to build super weapons to win their against the loyalist and summon the end of time. We're unsure of what that means, but we know we must put an end to it whatever means necessary. The objectives of the mission is simple. Find out what super weapons their building, take out Hugo Alvarez, and help the Bolivian loyalist win the war against El Eterno. This is what we've trained you for all these months. We expect you to come prepared."
"So this is what you've been making scarce for all these months," I said. "You want me to go down there to the other side of the planet on some suicide run to take out this Alvarez douche just to help to good guys win a civil war? And here I thought I was better off staying dead."
"Rachel, this isn't just a suicide mission we're forcing you to partake. We're actually rewarding you for doing this. Help us stop Alvarez, you get to go home back to Arcadia Bay."
I blush. Did he just say I go home after this? For real? I really could?
"That's right," he says. "This civil war you'll been entering has been the main event we've prepared you for from the start. If can actually pull this and survive this, we'll be sending you home afterward. And you'll be retired from the Chrysalis agency and will never have to be protected under Chrysalis jurisdiction for good."
"You're letting me go?" I ask. "You'll actually let me go if I help you do this?"
Crosby shakes his head.
"You mean...you mean I get to see Chloe again if I pull this off? Frank too?"
"That's right."
I don't believe this. It feels like months since I've ever heard someone say: "You finally can be with someone you love now". I'm touched. But there's a cost to this. A cost that would force me to risk my life for a matter I never asked to take part in. Is this cost really worth seeing the people I once loved in Arcadia Bay again? Is it worth holding my hands with a girl who had just reunited with her long departed just five months prior again? Let along a skeevy junkie and his dog?
"I - I don't know," I say. "I...I'm not sure, Mr. Crosby. I'm just -"
"Please, call me Derrick," he said.
"Derrick, I'm just not sure I'd want to do that. Even for all the people I care about back home. What if I don't make it back? What if I die on the mission? Worst case scenario."
"That is a risk we're wanting you to take, Rachel. Not just for your freedom, but our jurisdiction. You make it back alive, you walk away from us a free girl. If you're killed, you never existed. And Rachel Amber would have been dead a long time. Best case scenario, you don't die twice and you do us this solid just as you would for your friends back home. It's that simple. And one more thing. As far as Chrysalis is concerned, you no longer exist. Your now Rochelle Allison."
Crosby lays my new identification card and passport on the table. Declaring my new name and identity to conceal any evidence that Rachel Amber ever existed. Would I accept this identity? Or will I refuse it?
X/SQUARE/LM - ACCEPT NEW IDENTITY
B/CIRCLE/RM - REFUSE NEW IDENTITY
"Thank you," I say. "I'll take it."
Perhaps it's for the best that I keep myself scarce like this. That is until help Bolivia win the civil war between the country itself and El Eterno themselves. Until then, Rachel Amber will reborn for her homecoming back to the bay. This is the right thing to do for me as of this moment. The right decision to make. The right call.
"The mission will begin in just three weeks from now," said Crosby. "You and Cayce will be assigned to Captain Cage and Major Heard with a team of other operatives on your mission to Bolivia. Good luck Operative Amber. I know you won't let us down."
Then Cayce stepped inside the living where were talked with clothes on after just stepping out of the shower. Just noticing Crosby had dropped by.
"Oh, Crosby, didn't see you here," he says. "What's up?"
"Just talking to your partner here about the mission in Bolivia three weeks from now," answered Crosby. "I'll be leaving you two alone now. Have a wonderful day."
As soon as Crosby left my penthouse, Cayce sat on the couch next to me. I felt a little nervous about this mission in Bolivia I've just been assigned to. Whatever happened to Rachel Amber the dreamer of LA which is now becoming Rachel Amber the guerilla war fighter in Bolivia. At least Cayce is here for me to hold my hand.
"I don't know about you, Cayce," I say. "But I'm not sure if I want to do this."
"Don't be like that, Rachel," said Cayce. "You'll do fine. This is what we've trained you for, remember?"
"I figured I'd be more trained for covert assignments that would involve breaking and entering places with intel or whatnot. Not fighting in guerilla warfare in some country overrun by terrorist."
"That's what Chrysalis does, you know. That's they'll always do. The best advice I can offer is this. Remember your training, kick some ass, and we can get you through this. That'll be your saving grace towards stopping Alvarez and El Eterno and seeing everyone you knew in Arcadia Bay again. We're partners. And that's what partners do. This is a big deal for you, Rachel. We're all counting on you to do your best to survive this mission together. That is what we've all come to expect from you until now. So, are ready for this?"
I stop and think for a moment. But without a lot of choice, I give a direct answer.
"I'm ready," I say.
March 9th, 2014
8:02 AM
La Paz, Bolivia
Plaza Murillo
The man himself Hugo Alvarez, warmonger of Bolivia and leader of El Eterno, sat down meditating in his quarters at the Plaza Murillo with his shirt off. His legs crisscrossed, his hands holding a machete, and surrounding himself with candles. He sat there resting his eyes in meditation. Sensing an imminent threat that would thwart his plan for El Eterno.
A man walked into his quarters. A middle aged man with trench coat, a scar on his eye, and a Russian accent.
"Hugo, we've identified the girl brought to life by Chrysalis," the man said. "Her name is Rachel Amber. The popular High School girl from Arcadia Bay. Who now has powers similar to Max Caulfield's."
"And what of this Senorita Amber do they want her to do?" Alvarez asked.
"They've assigned her to come here in Bolivia and help the loyalist joining forces with Chrysalis to stop us from our plan we have for the end of time."
The Bolivian warmonger himself drew his machete and swung it over to a candle lit flickering it's flame out. Alvarez turned his head backwards to his Russian lieutenant with a disgusted grin. Infuriated by this news. Demanding an end to the new threat to El Eterno.
"Senorita Amber...must die!" Alvarez snapped to Ranikov.
End of Episode 1!
Note: And that concludes the first episode to The Lost Daughter. As promised, I will start posting chapters for my season three story in few days from now. I will also be putting The Lost Daughter on hold to start working on season three. When I find the right time to start posting for episode two of TLD prior, which will be titled "Special Ops", I will. The hiatus of my season three story is finally over as I will begin to start writing it by the 29th as promised.
Now that this first episode of TLD has concluded, you'll now understand how Rachel Amber became to be the one Mary Sue vigilante type of character she was in After the Storm and why she was more invulnerable than Michelle Rodriguez in Fast and Furious. LOL. Wish me luck on season three that will be titled "Eternity War" that will be posted three days from now. Until next time, stay tuned and thanks for reading!
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Life is Strange The Lost Daughter
Episode 1: Requiem
Voice Cast
Rachel Amber... ...Erin Yvette
Cayce Foley... ...Christopher Emerson
Derrick Crosby... ...Peter Jessop
Dr. Kara Hendricks... ...Zoe Telford
Cpt. Clayton Cage... ...Chris Fries
Sgt. Andrew Newblood... ...Nick Boulton
SSgt. Carlos Logos... ...Alex Hernandez
Maj. Cheryl Heard... ...Cindy Robinson
Dr. Sebian Sorenson... ...Dwight Schultz
Dr. Mitch Benson... ...Adam Harrington
Kristine Prescott... ...Laura Bailey
Pres. Dilma Rousseff... ...Cissy Jones
Mark Jefferson... ...Derek Phillips
Vladimir Ranikov... ...Micheal Ark
Alexei Ranikov... ...Keythe Farley
Hugo Alvarez... ...Robin Atkin Downes
Written and Edited by
WickDaLine
Based on the Characters by
Christian Divine
Before the Storm References by
Zak Gariss
Soundtrack
Numb/Encore - Jay Z Linkin Park
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Special Thanks
Dontnod
Square Enix
Deck Nine
Kylie Brown
Michel Koch
Luc Baghadoust
Zak Gariss
Ashly Burch
tur1823
and you!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. All rights and property of to Square Enix and Dontnod Entertainment. As well as Deck Nine for their game Before the Storm who inspired me to write this prequel The Lost Daughter. Thank you.
Next time on The Lost Daughter...
A harrier zooms above me as I gaze upon the deteriorating city of Copacabana. A fire burning the blazing hell that floods the city from miles out. The harrier bombing even more hellfire in the distance. The spark of civil war. For El Eterno has reigned hell in a once peaceful country of Bolivia and now a once peaceful city of Copacabana.