Montreal, 6:00pm
Verona was driven crazy. She could not find Enrica at home and could not find her friend, Gloria, either. Enrica should be at home three hours ago, but she was nowhere to be found. Teachers from the school repeatedly told her that her daughter was taken away by her friend already. Where could she be? Was she kidnapped? And for what reasons? Suddenly, the telephone rang, "Verona, has Enrica been back?" Verona nervously answered, "No.Oh." Her voice was cut by the speaker at the other end. "Passports and cash" Then the phone was hung up. Verona did not have a moment to waste. She quickly took the passports for her husband, daughter and herself out and all the cash they got in their home. They usually did not have a lot of cash at hand, so she could just find a handful of notes. good enough for two or three days' expenses. Then, she thought of her jewels. well as an active expert in volcanic activities, she admitted that she did not have much chance to wear jewels, but she did have some good jewels. Following her instinct, she chose some jewels of value. One of them was certainly the jewellery set she wore in the first Christmas ball with Edward as a couple. She smiled at the thought, that night had been very charming and so was Edward. He brought her the jewel at the last minute, 'to show that my wife is a lassie studying stones'. Her thoughts then rapidly went to the things as their marriage went on: they moved from Southern Europe back to England, the place where Edward was born; then she got pregnant and Enrica was born.. Then the sudden flight from their English home to Montreal three years ago. How time flies! Enrica has grown up and learnt many things. She was no ordinary child. She might be the one of those whom they called 'newtypes'. 'Newtypes.' she murmured. She once again sank into deep thoughts.
Edward hang the telephone up, he had used twelve seconds at most. He hoped his line was not followed or there were not enough time for 'the people out there' to follow. He checked once again that there was no one following him and he quickly slipped into his car. His mind was in a chaotic condition. Could it be? After three years of time, they are still interested in her. How did they know? He did not usually get angry, but this time he could not keep his temper down. His little girl.was.
The telephone rang again and broke Verona's thoughts. "Out." whispered the speaker. Verona quickly grabbed the package she made and went out. Edward waved to her with the slightest movement. She got into the car while Edward quickly checked the neighbourhood, to see whether there were people watching out for them. After checking, he immediately drove off. On the way, Edward only said a few words, "Verona, we're heading for Turin." He then remained silent. Verona nervously looked at her husband, she didn't ask for the reason because she knew that her husband was trying hard to figure out a neat plan. "Why Turin?" she thought.
Turin was a city in Southern Europe. Turin. the headquarters of the Earth Federation in Europe.
"Is Enrica taken away by the officers of the EF?"she asked.
Edward silently nodded.
Turin, 00:10am
Enrica carefully observed the surroundings. She has just arrived at an airport, but it was not an ordinary airport. Looking out of the window, she saw only a few planes on the landing place and most of them were military carriers. The room in which she was in was a conference room, as written on the door. It was a large comfortable room with a large, shining, oval table, fourteen armchairs around it. A projector was at the back of the room, standing idle and a screen at the front. The room was brightly illuminated, maps of different parts of the world were hang on the white wall, which was as white as a newly dug limestone. The lighting would be too strong in other places, but as Enrica touched the wall, the walls were rough and the thick, brown carpet under her feet. Thanks to the guidance of Verona and Edward, Enrica had sensitive fingers to textures and observant eyes to the surroundings. She was left alone in the room and she was glad of that. In the past few hours, she tried hard not to tremble and stay calm. She did not know why, but she felt if she expressed her fear in front of those people, they would take advantages of her. She slowly circulated inside the room, aimlessly feeling the roughness of the wall on the way and suddenly she fell over. She has tripped herself and fell on the thick carpet. There was no obvious injury on her knees, but all of a sudden, she thought she wanted to cry. Then she cried like an average six- year-old who was in trouble, after she has exhausted herself with crying, she crawled on one of the armchairs to sleep. Unknown to her, all she did was observed by 'Aunt Gloria', who was immensely pleased with this intelligent little girl. She couldn't help smiling when she saw Enrica was observing the environment. Even though the cold-hearted '023' couldn't deny that this Enrica Tyrell was strangely observant. When she finally fell asleep, they picked her up and transported her again to the headquarters. As they carried her, she moved a little and murmured something which 'Aunt Gloria' and '023' did not pick up, something like 'mama', perhaps. They walked towards the exit and got into a car waiting at the parking area. Next to them, there was a youngster in civilian clothes with a book at hand, trying to figure out how to get to the headquarters. He scratched his dark brown hair and then, picked up his luggage and decided to walk to the headquarters on his own.
Turin, 6:30am
After several hour's journey, Jamil arrived at the regional headquarters of the Earth Federation in Europe. At seven o'clock, he was going to meet his new instructor, second lieutenant Lucille Lulliant, who was a famous newtype herself. It was the first day of training after his graduation from Grade 3. Lucille, he thought he had heard of this name before, but he could not remember. He scratched his head and thought for a moment. He was assigned to be trained to use G-bits, flash systems and polish his combating skills. He would finish his training only after he had promoted to Staff Sergeant.
There was still half an hour before the meeting time, he decided to go to the chapel first. He kneeled down and whispered his morning prayer as if he wanted only the Lord Himself to hear him.
"Merciful Lord, please grant me the wisdom and courage. Let me do as what you've planned for me." He then murmured 'Hail Mary' ".Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen."
He slowly opened his eyes and saw Virgin Mary standing right beside him. He rubbed his eyes and looked out again. "Virgin Mary' was dressed in military uniform and he had seen the image before. She was., he scratched his head wildly as he accustomed to do when he was highly excited. 'Virgin Mary' smiled and asked, "Corporal Neate, don't you recognized me?".
Jamil startled and strightened up, "Instructor Lulliant, .".
Lulliant smiled warmly and said, "No formailities when we are alone, after all, I'm just five years older than you." Then her look turned serious, but it doesn't mean that I don't demand the appropriate respects and manners."
"Yes, madam." Jamil smiled and answered.
As they walked, Lucille introduced Jamil to several officers passing by and also showed him to different parts of the headquarters. They saw a little girl sitting on a bench in the lobby alone as they arrived the fifth floor, which was the general office of the recruiting section. She was looking at the floor with great concentration. She had brown hair and fair skin. Her legs were hanging and swinging in the air, Lulliant thought for a while and asked Jamil to talk her.
Verona was driven crazy. She could not find Enrica at home and could not find her friend, Gloria, either. Enrica should be at home three hours ago, but she was nowhere to be found. Teachers from the school repeatedly told her that her daughter was taken away by her friend already. Where could she be? Was she kidnapped? And for what reasons? Suddenly, the telephone rang, "Verona, has Enrica been back?" Verona nervously answered, "No.Oh." Her voice was cut by the speaker at the other end. "Passports and cash" Then the phone was hung up. Verona did not have a moment to waste. She quickly took the passports for her husband, daughter and herself out and all the cash they got in their home. They usually did not have a lot of cash at hand, so she could just find a handful of notes. good enough for two or three days' expenses. Then, she thought of her jewels. well as an active expert in volcanic activities, she admitted that she did not have much chance to wear jewels, but she did have some good jewels. Following her instinct, she chose some jewels of value. One of them was certainly the jewellery set she wore in the first Christmas ball with Edward as a couple. She smiled at the thought, that night had been very charming and so was Edward. He brought her the jewel at the last minute, 'to show that my wife is a lassie studying stones'. Her thoughts then rapidly went to the things as their marriage went on: they moved from Southern Europe back to England, the place where Edward was born; then she got pregnant and Enrica was born.. Then the sudden flight from their English home to Montreal three years ago. How time flies! Enrica has grown up and learnt many things. She was no ordinary child. She might be the one of those whom they called 'newtypes'. 'Newtypes.' she murmured. She once again sank into deep thoughts.
Edward hang the telephone up, he had used twelve seconds at most. He hoped his line was not followed or there were not enough time for 'the people out there' to follow. He checked once again that there was no one following him and he quickly slipped into his car. His mind was in a chaotic condition. Could it be? After three years of time, they are still interested in her. How did they know? He did not usually get angry, but this time he could not keep his temper down. His little girl.was.
The telephone rang again and broke Verona's thoughts. "Out." whispered the speaker. Verona quickly grabbed the package she made and went out. Edward waved to her with the slightest movement. She got into the car while Edward quickly checked the neighbourhood, to see whether there were people watching out for them. After checking, he immediately drove off. On the way, Edward only said a few words, "Verona, we're heading for Turin." He then remained silent. Verona nervously looked at her husband, she didn't ask for the reason because she knew that her husband was trying hard to figure out a neat plan. "Why Turin?" she thought.
Turin was a city in Southern Europe. Turin. the headquarters of the Earth Federation in Europe.
"Is Enrica taken away by the officers of the EF?"she asked.
Edward silently nodded.
Turin, 00:10am
Enrica carefully observed the surroundings. She has just arrived at an airport, but it was not an ordinary airport. Looking out of the window, she saw only a few planes on the landing place and most of them were military carriers. The room in which she was in was a conference room, as written on the door. It was a large comfortable room with a large, shining, oval table, fourteen armchairs around it. A projector was at the back of the room, standing idle and a screen at the front. The room was brightly illuminated, maps of different parts of the world were hang on the white wall, which was as white as a newly dug limestone. The lighting would be too strong in other places, but as Enrica touched the wall, the walls were rough and the thick, brown carpet under her feet. Thanks to the guidance of Verona and Edward, Enrica had sensitive fingers to textures and observant eyes to the surroundings. She was left alone in the room and she was glad of that. In the past few hours, she tried hard not to tremble and stay calm. She did not know why, but she felt if she expressed her fear in front of those people, they would take advantages of her. She slowly circulated inside the room, aimlessly feeling the roughness of the wall on the way and suddenly she fell over. She has tripped herself and fell on the thick carpet. There was no obvious injury on her knees, but all of a sudden, she thought she wanted to cry. Then she cried like an average six- year-old who was in trouble, after she has exhausted herself with crying, she crawled on one of the armchairs to sleep. Unknown to her, all she did was observed by 'Aunt Gloria', who was immensely pleased with this intelligent little girl. She couldn't help smiling when she saw Enrica was observing the environment. Even though the cold-hearted '023' couldn't deny that this Enrica Tyrell was strangely observant. When she finally fell asleep, they picked her up and transported her again to the headquarters. As they carried her, she moved a little and murmured something which 'Aunt Gloria' and '023' did not pick up, something like 'mama', perhaps. They walked towards the exit and got into a car waiting at the parking area. Next to them, there was a youngster in civilian clothes with a book at hand, trying to figure out how to get to the headquarters. He scratched his dark brown hair and then, picked up his luggage and decided to walk to the headquarters on his own.
Turin, 6:30am
After several hour's journey, Jamil arrived at the regional headquarters of the Earth Federation in Europe. At seven o'clock, he was going to meet his new instructor, second lieutenant Lucille Lulliant, who was a famous newtype herself. It was the first day of training after his graduation from Grade 3. Lucille, he thought he had heard of this name before, but he could not remember. He scratched his head and thought for a moment. He was assigned to be trained to use G-bits, flash systems and polish his combating skills. He would finish his training only after he had promoted to Staff Sergeant.
There was still half an hour before the meeting time, he decided to go to the chapel first. He kneeled down and whispered his morning prayer as if he wanted only the Lord Himself to hear him.
"Merciful Lord, please grant me the wisdom and courage. Let me do as what you've planned for me." He then murmured 'Hail Mary' ".Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen."
He slowly opened his eyes and saw Virgin Mary standing right beside him. He rubbed his eyes and looked out again. "Virgin Mary' was dressed in military uniform and he had seen the image before. She was., he scratched his head wildly as he accustomed to do when he was highly excited. 'Virgin Mary' smiled and asked, "Corporal Neate, don't you recognized me?".
Jamil startled and strightened up, "Instructor Lulliant, .".
Lulliant smiled warmly and said, "No formailities when we are alone, after all, I'm just five years older than you." Then her look turned serious, but it doesn't mean that I don't demand the appropriate respects and manners."
"Yes, madam." Jamil smiled and answered.
As they walked, Lucille introduced Jamil to several officers passing by and also showed him to different parts of the headquarters. They saw a little girl sitting on a bench in the lobby alone as they arrived the fifth floor, which was the general office of the recruiting section. She was looking at the floor with great concentration. She had brown hair and fair skin. Her legs were hanging and swinging in the air, Lulliant thought for a while and asked Jamil to talk her.