Nightingale
Prologue, The Children Shall Come
Author's Notes: Hey everyone!!!! I know that nobody has been hearing from me lately, but I got addicted to The Wheel of Time series. It is sooooo good!! I even want to make a Ranma parody of it (but that's for later). Anyways, I know I shouldn't be starting a new series, but I couldn't help it! I'll be adding an Update Page to just so people won't be confused when I post and what I post. Hope it helps. This series is an almost parody of FOX's new series Dark Angel. Basically, I myself find the show's okay and all, but only some situations will be the same otherwise don't expect other similarities.
Disclaimers: Ranma 1/2 belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and Dark Angel belongs to FOX Network.
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#36432119 felt the cold hand clamp over her mouth before a soft, yet commanding voice whispered in her ear, "Don't say a word, it's me A-chan."
Her eyes wide, A-chan remained perfectly still, a feat that was practically impossible to accomplish. The 7-year old's dark chocolate brown eyes remained still, unblinking, unmoving, cold. Her short stringy, black hair clung in clumps to her sticky, sweating skin. The green cot that the child called a bed for most of her young life suddenly seemed more cold and damp. She knew it was time. *Finally...* she thought happily, *...we're going to be free...*
The child turned over and stared into a pair of large, intelligent, blue-gray eyes. *R-chan...* Her mind sighed. Of course that wasn't what the Workers called him. To them he was #41782197. A number. A thing. That was what all of the children were to the Workers. They were all numbers like those in a computer. Her bar code justified that. Yet, the children had learned a long time ago that they were more then a number and they were each given a letter with -chan. Of course there were hundreds of children in the building and in the system, but only 24 of the children made it to age 7 and they were put in a group. Group G743.
Letting his hand go, R-chan searched her eyes and asked carefully, "Are you afraid?"
Choking back a cold, mocking laugh, the 7-year old girl replied, "No." Of course she wasn't afraid. She was never afraid. That was her defect. All of the 24 children in Group G743 had a defect...that was why they survived that long. A-chan felt the memory slash through her mind again, she was only 2 at the time, but her memory was extremely strong. There she was again, a toddler of two swinging her legs in that big blue nursery (of course it wasn't a real nursery, she just liked to imagine it was) while one large suited man stared at her. Another suited man was by his side pointing at her and whispering something to the man. He had been explaining her defect.
The children in Group G743 shared everything, but they respectfully kept away from the secrets of their defects. The defects. Each child from Group G743 was created without an emotion. What was A-chan's defect? She was born without the fear gene. She was born without that little extra thing in humans that made them afraid...that held them back...that kept them weak. Did she miss it? Well, it was hard to miss something that you never had or known. No she wasn't afraid now...but she was nervous.
Looking around at the dark, empty room A-chan asked in a soft yet confident tone, "Where are the others?"
"They are already outside. You were drugged," was all he explained to her, but she still understood. The Workers had drugged her and were planning to "test" her again.
"Come on, let's go," R-chan said just as he stood up. In a flash he was on the other side of the room by the door. A-chan blinked, she was always surprised at R-chan's amazing speed. R-chan looked out the door just as a group of soldiers marched by and he impatiently waved a hand at her to join him by the door.
Jumping out of bed, A-chan ran to join him and she whispered, "What of the alarms and security?"
"Don't worry, we already cracked into the code and broke it," he whispered just before giving her a signal. In a flash they were both moving swiftly along the hallways of the large building, down to the main floor. Whenever the sound of soldiers approached they would crouch onto the ceilings and remain perfectly still.
When they passed room 872, the Water room, a memory flashed through A-chan's mind again. Memory of the 24 children having to stay underwater in that large pool for what seemed like an eternity, but was in truth 16 hours. When she passed the other rooms, A-chan refused to look at them, denying the memories and pain.
Once they were outside, R-chan and A-chan felt the bitter cold of winter hit them, but it barely affected their skin as they moved along the walls to join the others by the electric, metal fence.
"Is it done?" R-chan asked, his voice a breeze in the cold.
"No," the little blond girl replied, in her hand a small keyboard connected to the fence, "The code is just too difficult and the only obvious is...well..."
"Is what?" one of the boys, Q-chan asked crossly.
Glaring at him, the blond girl scowled, "It could possibly not only cut off the electricity for the fence but the electricity for the whole system."
A-chan watched R-chan turn to a tall boy asking, "With their intelligence, what is the chance it is a trap?"
The tall boy, I-chan immediately answered, "Not likely."
"But there is a chance-" the blond girl interrupted.
Shaking his head #41782197 said, "We don't have a choice, if we wait too long we will be caught anyways. Lock in the keys."
Nodding the girl turned back to her keyboard and locked in a number of keys. The fence's electricity was immediately gone, but so was the electricity for the building.
Pushing the children up the fence R-chan screamed, "Hurry! Hurry! They'll be here soon! Everyone get over and away now!"
All 24 children climbed over the fence and they all made it over, but the danger wasn't even half over.
Turning desolate eyes to R-chan, A-chan pleaded, "Let us go with you R-chan. We don't want to go out alone!" The others murmured their agreement.
"No! We must all split up so they will not find us. Now go!" their leader screamed and they all scattered.
A-chan held tightly to R-chan's sleeve and the boy screamed, "Go A-chan!"
With a determined gleam in her eyes, A-chan used her fingers to cut a quick, bloody A on R-chan's arm. When the boy turned his questioning gaze to hers, she whispered, "For me to find you."
A softening came to the 7-year old boy's face before he pushed her along.
Running through the thicket of snow and trees A-chan tripped and blooded, her clothing ripped and damp, but she kept on going. She kept on running, not seeing, not caring where she was headed, as long as she was away from that place. Away from the "tests" and operations and training. She needed to get away. A-chan could have ran for hours, she didn't know how long, but when the sun started heading up through the sky again and she could see her way through the trees, A-chan felt her legs weaken. Fighting her aching body with all her strength she continued on, but soon when her tiny body had had enough it gave up and she fell unconscious onto the floor. She was finally free.
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Prologue, The Children Shall Come
Author's Notes: Hey everyone!!!! I know that nobody has been hearing from me lately, but I got addicted to The Wheel of Time series. It is sooooo good!! I even want to make a Ranma parody of it (but that's for later). Anyways, I know I shouldn't be starting a new series, but I couldn't help it! I'll be adding an Update Page to just so people won't be confused when I post and what I post. Hope it helps. This series is an almost parody of FOX's new series Dark Angel. Basically, I myself find the show's okay and all, but only some situations will be the same otherwise don't expect other similarities.
Disclaimers: Ranma 1/2 belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and Dark Angel belongs to FOX Network.
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#36432119 felt the cold hand clamp over her mouth before a soft, yet commanding voice whispered in her ear, "Don't say a word, it's me A-chan."
Her eyes wide, A-chan remained perfectly still, a feat that was practically impossible to accomplish. The 7-year old's dark chocolate brown eyes remained still, unblinking, unmoving, cold. Her short stringy, black hair clung in clumps to her sticky, sweating skin. The green cot that the child called a bed for most of her young life suddenly seemed more cold and damp. She knew it was time. *Finally...* she thought happily, *...we're going to be free...*
The child turned over and stared into a pair of large, intelligent, blue-gray eyes. *R-chan...* Her mind sighed. Of course that wasn't what the Workers called him. To them he was #41782197. A number. A thing. That was what all of the children were to the Workers. They were all numbers like those in a computer. Her bar code justified that. Yet, the children had learned a long time ago that they were more then a number and they were each given a letter with -chan. Of course there were hundreds of children in the building and in the system, but only 24 of the children made it to age 7 and they were put in a group. Group G743.
Letting his hand go, R-chan searched her eyes and asked carefully, "Are you afraid?"
Choking back a cold, mocking laugh, the 7-year old girl replied, "No." Of course she wasn't afraid. She was never afraid. That was her defect. All of the 24 children in Group G743 had a defect...that was why they survived that long. A-chan felt the memory slash through her mind again, she was only 2 at the time, but her memory was extremely strong. There she was again, a toddler of two swinging her legs in that big blue nursery (of course it wasn't a real nursery, she just liked to imagine it was) while one large suited man stared at her. Another suited man was by his side pointing at her and whispering something to the man. He had been explaining her defect.
The children in Group G743 shared everything, but they respectfully kept away from the secrets of their defects. The defects. Each child from Group G743 was created without an emotion. What was A-chan's defect? She was born without the fear gene. She was born without that little extra thing in humans that made them afraid...that held them back...that kept them weak. Did she miss it? Well, it was hard to miss something that you never had or known. No she wasn't afraid now...but she was nervous.
Looking around at the dark, empty room A-chan asked in a soft yet confident tone, "Where are the others?"
"They are already outside. You were drugged," was all he explained to her, but she still understood. The Workers had drugged her and were planning to "test" her again.
"Come on, let's go," R-chan said just as he stood up. In a flash he was on the other side of the room by the door. A-chan blinked, she was always surprised at R-chan's amazing speed. R-chan looked out the door just as a group of soldiers marched by and he impatiently waved a hand at her to join him by the door.
Jumping out of bed, A-chan ran to join him and she whispered, "What of the alarms and security?"
"Don't worry, we already cracked into the code and broke it," he whispered just before giving her a signal. In a flash they were both moving swiftly along the hallways of the large building, down to the main floor. Whenever the sound of soldiers approached they would crouch onto the ceilings and remain perfectly still.
When they passed room 872, the Water room, a memory flashed through A-chan's mind again. Memory of the 24 children having to stay underwater in that large pool for what seemed like an eternity, but was in truth 16 hours. When she passed the other rooms, A-chan refused to look at them, denying the memories and pain.
Once they were outside, R-chan and A-chan felt the bitter cold of winter hit them, but it barely affected their skin as they moved along the walls to join the others by the electric, metal fence.
"Is it done?" R-chan asked, his voice a breeze in the cold.
"No," the little blond girl replied, in her hand a small keyboard connected to the fence, "The code is just too difficult and the only obvious is...well..."
"Is what?" one of the boys, Q-chan asked crossly.
Glaring at him, the blond girl scowled, "It could possibly not only cut off the electricity for the fence but the electricity for the whole system."
A-chan watched R-chan turn to a tall boy asking, "With their intelligence, what is the chance it is a trap?"
The tall boy, I-chan immediately answered, "Not likely."
"But there is a chance-" the blond girl interrupted.
Shaking his head #41782197 said, "We don't have a choice, if we wait too long we will be caught anyways. Lock in the keys."
Nodding the girl turned back to her keyboard and locked in a number of keys. The fence's electricity was immediately gone, but so was the electricity for the building.
Pushing the children up the fence R-chan screamed, "Hurry! Hurry! They'll be here soon! Everyone get over and away now!"
All 24 children climbed over the fence and they all made it over, but the danger wasn't even half over.
Turning desolate eyes to R-chan, A-chan pleaded, "Let us go with you R-chan. We don't want to go out alone!" The others murmured their agreement.
"No! We must all split up so they will not find us. Now go!" their leader screamed and they all scattered.
A-chan held tightly to R-chan's sleeve and the boy screamed, "Go A-chan!"
With a determined gleam in her eyes, A-chan used her fingers to cut a quick, bloody A on R-chan's arm. When the boy turned his questioning gaze to hers, she whispered, "For me to find you."
A softening came to the 7-year old boy's face before he pushed her along.
Running through the thicket of snow and trees A-chan tripped and blooded, her clothing ripped and damp, but she kept on going. She kept on running, not seeing, not caring where she was headed, as long as she was away from that place. Away from the "tests" and operations and training. She needed to get away. A-chan could have ran for hours, she didn't know how long, but when the sun started heading up through the sky again and she could see her way through the trees, A-chan felt her legs weaken. Fighting her aching body with all her strength she continued on, but soon when her tiny body had had enough it gave up and she fell unconscious onto the floor. She was finally free.
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