A/N: this is for all you fans of the "Coming of the Past". We have the
sequel. If you want to read this I suggest you read that story before
this.
Disclaimer: I don't own Parasite eve or any characters pertaining to it.
Aya awoke in the morning as she always did, wondering why she even had to get up for work. It was pointless. There hasn't been any activity of crisis in her division of the FBI in almost a year. That was the time she had lost her boyfriend Logan, and her friends of Kyle and Wayne. She put that day behind her and focused on what she now had. It took Eve almost a month to begin talking after Kyle had died while she was clinging to him. Even now, she rarely said more than two words to someone.
Aya got up and took her shower. She then styled her hair and listened to the news on the television in her room. Then an announcement on the news got her full attention.
-"Last night the President of the United States was murdered. He had been shot in the head by a powerful handgun while sleeping. The First Lady was drugged and had no memory of the murder. By the time officials stormed into the room, the assassin had escaped without a trace. All employees of the White House are currently being questioned..."-
Aya couldn't believe it. The president had been murdered with a large handgun, meaning that it would have been loud. Aya figured that the officials were hiding evidence cause that couldn't have been possible.
The phone rang in the kitchen. Aya walked over while brushing her hair and answered it. Rupert was on the other end.
"Aya, I need you down here at the station as soon as possible. I have no time to explain." Rupert quickly blurted out.
"Yes sir," replied, then hung up. She had no idea what this could have been about. M.I.S.T. had nothing to do with protecting the president. Aya quickly got dressed and left the apartment, knowing Eve would be fine getting to school by herself.
Aya pulled into the parking garage at headquarters in a brand new Toyota Camry. Aya was shocked to see an armed agent at the entrance to the building. Aya walked up to him. "What's going on?" She asked.
"Show me your badge or turn and leave the area." The agent automatically stated.
Aya handed him her badge and he examined it. He then gave it back and allowed her to pass. Aya walked by to see another unfamiliar agent that was armed. "Head to the fifth floor lecture hall." The agent instructed. Aya waited for the elevator to come down. She got in and hit 5.
The elevator stopped at the third floor and opened the doors. Melissa Pearce walked in and smiled at Aya. "How are you?" She greeted.
"I'm doing okay." Aya replied. The two of them had gotten to know each other over the past couple of months when Melissa became an authorized MIST agent. Melissa was a very beautiful woman who like Aya, possessed abnormal mitochondria. This is the main reason she became an agent. She wanted to be supervised due to the fact that she had, on two occasions, her mitochondria take control of her body and she attempted to force mankind into evolution. She was known at this time as Mitochondria Eve.
"Do you know if this has anything to do with the president's assassination?" Melissa asked.
"I don't know." Aya admitted. The elevator stopped on the fifth floor. The two of them walked down the hall and into the lecture hall, where Rupert waited at a podium and the many other M.I.S.T. agents sat. The two sat down in the third row, near the end. A few more agents entered and Rupert was sure that everyone had now entered.
"You all are probably aware about our President's assassination." Rupert began, as everyone got quietly and listened. "You may also be wondering what that has to do with us. Well, his murder wasn't the only one last night. It's just the focus of all the news members. Hundreds of other murders took place last night without leaving a trace of who did it. These murders have one thing in common. Every man or woman was involved in a previous mitochondria incident. All were former marines, navy, army, or NYPD. Not a soul who wasn't involved in these events was spared, except for all of us."
An agent in the back raised his hand. "Why weren't we attacked?" the agent asked.
"I don't know." Rupert thought. "Maybe the group of assassins were hoping we wouldn't notice the trend."
Another man raised his hand and spoke. "How could the information of the events have been told? Every incident was basically a cover up operation afterwards."
"I know this. I have no answer for that at this time." Rupert handed a notebook to a man in the first row. "The notebook is a place to write down where you will be staying. For a precaution, you will all need to find a place to lay low. Don't go to a relative's house. I advise you to all tell your relatives to leave their homes for a while. I will hang on to the notebook and stay in contact with you all."
Everyone agreed with the precautions, probably because their work was so boring lately that they were glad to have a little change. The notebook was passed to Aya. She thought about a good place to stay. She wrote down her name and the address of an abandoned house that was still in good condition. She passed it to Melissa.
"Now," Rupert continued, "tonight gather some food and supplies for a week. I will keep you all updated." Rupert sat back down and waited for the notebook to be returned. "You're all dismissed. Go get to your safe houses."
Aya stood up. Pierce Carradine walked over to Aya and handed her a piece of paper. "That's where I'll be staying if you want to head over if you want to."
Aya nodded and began to walk away.
"Hey wait," he stopped her. "Want to go see Dylan?"
Dylan was the name given to the talking human ANMC that was captured a year ago. Aya always liked visiting it cause it was very amusing. Aya could only get access to him though with Pierce or someone that had access to the lab.
Dylan was sleeping in his clear cage that was the size of a walk in closet. Pierce tapped on the plexi-glass and Dylan jumped to life. "Hi guy-sh. How's it going guy-sh."
"Not bad Dylan," Pierce answered. "Listen, I'm gonna have to leave you alone for a while. I'm gonna give you a weeks worth of food so eat it slowly."
"Okay guy-sh," the creature asked. Pierce opened up a small door on the top of the cage and Dylan instantly tried to jump through. It was too small of an opening but he kept trying. Pierce shocked him with a stun gun and Dylan fell back. Pierce then poured a large amount of raw meat. The creature jumped at the food and devoured it all in less than a minute.
"What the hell did I just tell you?" Pierce yelled at him.
"Uh, to run around in circles to create electricity?" Dylan then began running around in a circle as fast as he could. "I don't feel so good." The creature vomited all over a corner in his cage. "Hey! More food guy- sh!" The creature began lapping up the vomit.
Aya got sick to her stomach at this display of eating and she walked out of the room. Aya made her way back to the Camry and left for her apartment, to pick up Eve and head to her safe house.
Disclaimer: I don't own Parasite eve or any characters pertaining to it.
Aya awoke in the morning as she always did, wondering why she even had to get up for work. It was pointless. There hasn't been any activity of crisis in her division of the FBI in almost a year. That was the time she had lost her boyfriend Logan, and her friends of Kyle and Wayne. She put that day behind her and focused on what she now had. It took Eve almost a month to begin talking after Kyle had died while she was clinging to him. Even now, she rarely said more than two words to someone.
Aya got up and took her shower. She then styled her hair and listened to the news on the television in her room. Then an announcement on the news got her full attention.
-"Last night the President of the United States was murdered. He had been shot in the head by a powerful handgun while sleeping. The First Lady was drugged and had no memory of the murder. By the time officials stormed into the room, the assassin had escaped without a trace. All employees of the White House are currently being questioned..."-
Aya couldn't believe it. The president had been murdered with a large handgun, meaning that it would have been loud. Aya figured that the officials were hiding evidence cause that couldn't have been possible.
The phone rang in the kitchen. Aya walked over while brushing her hair and answered it. Rupert was on the other end.
"Aya, I need you down here at the station as soon as possible. I have no time to explain." Rupert quickly blurted out.
"Yes sir," replied, then hung up. She had no idea what this could have been about. M.I.S.T. had nothing to do with protecting the president. Aya quickly got dressed and left the apartment, knowing Eve would be fine getting to school by herself.
Aya pulled into the parking garage at headquarters in a brand new Toyota Camry. Aya was shocked to see an armed agent at the entrance to the building. Aya walked up to him. "What's going on?" She asked.
"Show me your badge or turn and leave the area." The agent automatically stated.
Aya handed him her badge and he examined it. He then gave it back and allowed her to pass. Aya walked by to see another unfamiliar agent that was armed. "Head to the fifth floor lecture hall." The agent instructed. Aya waited for the elevator to come down. She got in and hit 5.
The elevator stopped at the third floor and opened the doors. Melissa Pearce walked in and smiled at Aya. "How are you?" She greeted.
"I'm doing okay." Aya replied. The two of them had gotten to know each other over the past couple of months when Melissa became an authorized MIST agent. Melissa was a very beautiful woman who like Aya, possessed abnormal mitochondria. This is the main reason she became an agent. She wanted to be supervised due to the fact that she had, on two occasions, her mitochondria take control of her body and she attempted to force mankind into evolution. She was known at this time as Mitochondria Eve.
"Do you know if this has anything to do with the president's assassination?" Melissa asked.
"I don't know." Aya admitted. The elevator stopped on the fifth floor. The two of them walked down the hall and into the lecture hall, where Rupert waited at a podium and the many other M.I.S.T. agents sat. The two sat down in the third row, near the end. A few more agents entered and Rupert was sure that everyone had now entered.
"You all are probably aware about our President's assassination." Rupert began, as everyone got quietly and listened. "You may also be wondering what that has to do with us. Well, his murder wasn't the only one last night. It's just the focus of all the news members. Hundreds of other murders took place last night without leaving a trace of who did it. These murders have one thing in common. Every man or woman was involved in a previous mitochondria incident. All were former marines, navy, army, or NYPD. Not a soul who wasn't involved in these events was spared, except for all of us."
An agent in the back raised his hand. "Why weren't we attacked?" the agent asked.
"I don't know." Rupert thought. "Maybe the group of assassins were hoping we wouldn't notice the trend."
Another man raised his hand and spoke. "How could the information of the events have been told? Every incident was basically a cover up operation afterwards."
"I know this. I have no answer for that at this time." Rupert handed a notebook to a man in the first row. "The notebook is a place to write down where you will be staying. For a precaution, you will all need to find a place to lay low. Don't go to a relative's house. I advise you to all tell your relatives to leave their homes for a while. I will hang on to the notebook and stay in contact with you all."
Everyone agreed with the precautions, probably because their work was so boring lately that they were glad to have a little change. The notebook was passed to Aya. She thought about a good place to stay. She wrote down her name and the address of an abandoned house that was still in good condition. She passed it to Melissa.
"Now," Rupert continued, "tonight gather some food and supplies for a week. I will keep you all updated." Rupert sat back down and waited for the notebook to be returned. "You're all dismissed. Go get to your safe houses."
Aya stood up. Pierce Carradine walked over to Aya and handed her a piece of paper. "That's where I'll be staying if you want to head over if you want to."
Aya nodded and began to walk away.
"Hey wait," he stopped her. "Want to go see Dylan?"
Dylan was the name given to the talking human ANMC that was captured a year ago. Aya always liked visiting it cause it was very amusing. Aya could only get access to him though with Pierce or someone that had access to the lab.
Dylan was sleeping in his clear cage that was the size of a walk in closet. Pierce tapped on the plexi-glass and Dylan jumped to life. "Hi guy-sh. How's it going guy-sh."
"Not bad Dylan," Pierce answered. "Listen, I'm gonna have to leave you alone for a while. I'm gonna give you a weeks worth of food so eat it slowly."
"Okay guy-sh," the creature asked. Pierce opened up a small door on the top of the cage and Dylan instantly tried to jump through. It was too small of an opening but he kept trying. Pierce shocked him with a stun gun and Dylan fell back. Pierce then poured a large amount of raw meat. The creature jumped at the food and devoured it all in less than a minute.
"What the hell did I just tell you?" Pierce yelled at him.
"Uh, to run around in circles to create electricity?" Dylan then began running around in a circle as fast as he could. "I don't feel so good." The creature vomited all over a corner in his cage. "Hey! More food guy- sh!" The creature began lapping up the vomit.
Aya got sick to her stomach at this display of eating and she walked out of the room. Aya made her way back to the Camry and left for her apartment, to pick up Eve and head to her safe house.