Hiya all nice people out there! Yeah, I know I'm being a little too cheerful, but I'm SO proud of myself! LOL! Y'know, since I was adopted lots of years ago, I found myself living in (I think) the only FRENCH province in Canada. And since I searched a LOT for Xenosaga Episode II's soundtrack, AND since I didn't find it anywhere, I bought it on ebay! AND I've received it today, and its playing right now and the music is SO as good as the first episode! I'd even dare say better, but anyway, matter of opinion. So, this means that the way this story turns out depend on the music I'm listening LOL no its all a joke, I have all the story in my little head, and since I already know how I will end it, wellllllllllllllllllllllll, I already wrote it! . ' Yeah, now I gotta write the chapters that come between the beginning and the end! Anywayz again, THANKS A LOT! To all my reviewers, you don't know how much this means to me when you say its good! I promise to NEVER EVER stop this story! (until the end that is). Yep, and I warn you, this story is getting more and more dark and evil as it goes on....Don't say I didn't warn ya!
IMPORTANT NOTICE !!::::: Since I think that my title is scaring people away, (and I mean it) I'm going to change it, and I hope you wont forget about my story if I do so!
The new title::
From Birth to Death: Always Like Her
Whoa....My head feel all fuzzy....What....happened....? MOMO rose up to her feet hastily, searching through her databanks what happened a few hours ago. Then she found it. Yes, I remember. The girl.... The sound of the drops of blood splashing onto the ground resonated a few time in her ears, images flashing in her mind. The knife, the girl, the Gnosis, the blood. The splashing noise was cut by another one. Sobs. Someone was crying....
Her head jerked upward, in the direction of the sobs. It was the girl. Or at least, what was left of the girl. The boy. The same boy from earlier was on his knees, burying the dead girl's head into his chest, cradling her like a child would cradle a broken doll. MOMO tilted her head to the left, watching the tearful scene in awe. Only then did it hit her that it was Jr. she was thinking about. Or rather, Rubedo. The Realian adjusted her blue beret on her head and started walking toward Jr.. Something stirred inside of her as she stopped her pace right there. The feeling she was experiencing was probably the weirdest ever. It was as if she had slept for years without moving. Slowly, she took a step back, then one forward. It felt like she was just learning to walk, which was pretty weird since she never had to. When she was finally born into this world, she acted like she had been there forever.
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"Soon, you will be born in this world...." That is exactly what the voice said. To me, it didn't make any sense at all. Wasn't I already born? If not, then why am I able to think and talk to myself like that? My eyes were shut tightly, almost scared of opening them. It felt nice, right there, lost in my own little world of darkness. Every time I gathered my courage to open my eyes, every time I barely opened them, it burned. It hurt. Daddy knew it when I was trying to see the world. How? I'll never know. But still, the feeling was nice. I was literally floating.
"Did you give this thing a name, or a serial-number like the others?" A female voice asked coldly, emphasizing on the word 'thing'.
"This one is special. And no, I did not give her a name yet, but I thought of, maybe....Sakura?" The man replied. Sakura? It seemed like a beautiful name. Never, ever, would I have been prepared for what was coming up, from the storm that would be unleashed onto me and the man.
"HOW DARE YOU!? How dare you say this name in my presence?! I would never give my daughter's name to some research's experiment! This thing will NEVER replace her, do you hear me Joachim Mizrahi?! Never!" That was all. Then a door slamming. What was the feeling then? Ah, yes. I was feeling rejected. The voices hurt. All of sudden my ears were hurting, I did not want to hear such things again.
"Do not worry, she's just a little surprised. Your mother love you, and will love you even more when you will be able to walk and talk. This shouldn't take long until you can finally be my Sakura...."
Mother? Now that was new. Mother. I liked that word.
"Hmm, I know how I will call you."
Suddenly, the liquid in which I was floating evaporated, causing me to fall down. The palms of my hands were pressed firmly against the cold metal floor of the tube. I pushed against them and was now up onto my feet. Did this mean I was now born?
Now was the time to finally see the world. My eyes opened. At first, my vision was a little blurry, but it soon cleared. The man who was always talking to me stood there, only the glassy tube separating us. It then slid down, inside the floor. I forced myself to pull up my right foot, moving it in front of me. Then I proceeded with the left and kept doing it until I reached my creator.
"Welcome, MOMO...."
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MOMO made her way toward him, smiling sympathetically. "I'm sorry." She whispered, kneeling besides him. As soon as he looked up at her, she gasped and fell backward on her butt. Rubedo's eyes were all red and puffy, wet lines trailing down his cheeks. His hair was all messed up and he looked like hell, but that's not what surprised MOMO the most.
"YOU.... You're a Realian,aren't you?! Yesssssss, you bet you are, those eyes....You were created for the sole purpose of fighting Gnosis, am I right?!! You just stayed there and watched?! " He yelled, glaring at her. The first thing that came on her mind was , "He's as wicked as Albedo...." Tears formed in her eyes as she rose up to her feet, staring at him in disbelief. MOMO took a few steps back before running away, unwilling to show him how she felt at that precise moment. Why was he so mean with her all of sudden?! His eyes, they were all red and puffy. And the tears, the tears, they were not tears of sorrow, but of rage.
Why?! Why is everyone against me!? Am I not good enough?!
"The real question is not if you're good or not. No. The REAL question is if you're good enough to replace her...." A voice said all of sudden. Then MOMO found herself enveloped in complete darkness.
"Sakura Mizrahi....The real me?" MOMO thought aloud, placing a finger under her chin. She then recognized the voice. Albedo.... Deep inside, she felt like she should have been scared, but the curiosity was overwhelming her fear.
"As my dear 'good' half said earlier, you were created in order to learn more about the Gnosis and find a way to eliminate them quickly. But, the other purpose.... Sakura." Albedo declared, chuckling evilly to himself. "You just saw how she preferred to kill herself instead of falling under the Gnosis' power, the biggest mistake of her....your dear daddy."
MOMO frowned at the mention of her father. "What is the link between Sakura and me? You know it, you seem to know everything about mommy, daddy and her!"
"Ever since her death, Juli Mizrahi kept falling further in a black hole. She was depressed, and Joachim wanted to fix that little problem. So he created you, as the bearer of the Y data AND replacement of his late daughter...."
The Realian winced every time he spoke her parents' names.
"A replacement? That's....That's not true!" She retorted, but deep inside, she was feeling pretty insecure at all this.
"Mizrahi found a way to seal Sakura inside of you, somehow.... When programming Sakura's genetic code in the Nanomachines that compose your body, Joachim realized that your personality would be affected by it. " Albedo explained, still laughing. "Then, years after her death, she came back to life through you. What can I call you but angel?"
MOMO took a step back. Suddenly, everything flashed white and she found herself in the space, literally. She was surrounded by a dark sky and shining stars. Just for a second there, it felt okay. That is, of course, until she reached the part where Albedo was with her, but she couldn't see him anyway. Fear finally overwhelmed her curiosity, the realization of the situation she was in hitting her sharply. Again, she remembered the first feeling she experienced before she was born. She felt rejected again. Was she truly an experiment, only a replacement for someone not only better than her, but real?
Albedo talked again. "Do you want to be like her?"
MOMO's eyes turned blank, as if in trance. "Yes...." She replied, her voice void of any emotions.
"Do you want to be as good as her?"
"Y-Yes...."
"You shall be as courageous as Sakura Mizrahi!"
"As courageous as Sakura....Mizrahi...." MOMO whispered as she stirred up under her blankets. As soon as her systems went on, the clips in her hair (under her beret), glowed faintly, her eyes turning blank again. She couldn't feel anything.
"I see you are awake."
The young girl's legs swung around her bed so she could stand up. The only thing she remembered was a few days ago, when she had hit Jr. But she didn't feel anything. MOMO didn't feel guilty, sad, angry with herself, absolutely nothing.
"Your mind is a beach of nothingness." Albedo stated, knowing the effect of the virus he inserted in her. "Today is a big day for you."
On Jr.'s side....
"I don't see anything that could give us any hint about her behavior." chaos declared, staring in front of him. Next to him were Shion, KOS-MOS, Jr. and Ziggy. It had been more than a whole day they were playing the movie repeatedly, searching for an answer. The movie....The one where the MOMO they knew changed abruptly. The one where she had fought against Jr., the one she knew would never, ever try to hurt her in any possible way.
Awkward silence filled the place. They were still on the Elsa, watching the movie on the ship's frontal window. Shion pressed the "Rewind" button and backed up to the moment where a Dark Rod materialized in MOMO's hand.
"I've never seen that one before." Shion pointed out, pressing on the "Stop" button this time. "If you look at it closely, you can see her eyes glow red at the precise moment where the particles of the rod appear on the screen."
KOS-MOS stayed behind in silence, Jr. next to her. He couldn't bring himself to talk after everything. He couldn't believe. The way she had jumped from the ship, the way she had used her rod. Her fighting style was exactly....like her.... The U.R.T.V shook his head vigorously, shoving all the thoughts about his former lover away. Now wasn't the time to dwell over the past. But if there was any connection between her and MOMO's change of attitude.... "Maybe she bought it at the Kukai Foundation. Y'know, before Albedo kidnapped her, maybe she went shopping." Jr. tried, but deep inside he knew that couldn't be true. MOMO hated dark colors. She said it was evil and that it was giving her the freaks.
"I do not think MOMO would side with that man by her own free will." Ziggy stated emotionlessly.
"Yes, but....Hey, look at that!" Shion shouted the last part, zooming on the dark rod. "Its...."
"The Mizrahi's Crest. The secret weapon Prototype Joachim Mizrahi created 12 years ago, after his daughter's death." Jr. continued with his head sinking down. His bangs covered the eyes he didn't want to show to anyone for the moment, knowing they would betray him.
Before anyone had the time to ask him how he knew that, Gaignun walked in, along with Mary. "Sorry to interrupt, but important matters will require your attention." He said, taking a quick glance at Jr.
"EXCUUUUUUUSE ME?! Because MOMO isn't an important matter?! Damn, Gaignun, we don't have time for your little problems!! MOMO might be.....at the moment, she might be suffering the hell and you ask us to forget about her a minute and do something else?! Lets take a little coffee while we're at it!" Jr. yelled, rushing to the door. "I'll find her myself, and this time I wont miss Albedo!" Suddenly, Jr.'s body was yanked backward. Behind him stood Mary who was pinching the edge of his coat between her thumb and her 'bad finger'. Pretty much everyone behind had a little sweat drop on the side of their forehead. . '
"Little Master! We know you are worried over MOMO, but she is a Realian, she will survive! We're talking about real humans here!"
Jr. rose up to his feet, wrinkling his nose. At the same time, he accidentally touched the scar, which still hurt. "Ow....That ought to be a souvenir from her, heh?"
Gaignun cleared his throat, earning the attention of the crew. "The Woglinde II has been attacked and is now missing. Vector is asking us to investigate, since the passengers that were on board are also missing. Can you all do it? Some rumors make it seems like it has something to do with Albedo."
"Which means...." Chaos began, making his way next to 'Rubedo'.
"MOMO!!" Jr. shouted, pulling onto his coat so Mary dropped it.
Somewhere in the space....
A little drop of blood fell onto the cold metal floor. A man stood there, holding the arm of a young Realian in his strong hold. With the other hand, he held a knife, which was bloodstained. His white/silver hair glimmered under the faint light that emanated from the liquid inside the tube. Though feeling no emotion, MOMO recognized it as being the same kind of tube she was in when she was created. Right next to it, there was a desk with all kinds of computers, all equipped with both old and new technology systems.
Albedo placed a little glass under the reddish cut he had inflicted the girl, waiting for a few drops to fall inside the glass. "Use your Nanotechnology to repair the skin." He commanded her while he went up to one of the computer, placing the glass filled with blood in a hole specially made for it. The Realian stared at the wound, then like by magic, the skin reformed and took back its original color as the blood vanished, just like that.
She made her way next to him, watching his every movements. A beeping sound resonated through her ears as she swirled around. Inside the tube floated an exact replica of her, dressed like her. The new Realian phased through the tube and walked up to MOMO. "Hello, sister."
MOMO nodded and derived her gaze, again, onto the tube. Another replica appeared inside, then phased through the tube and went up behind MOMO. The same process repeated itself for a whole hour, until the room was filled with MOMOs.
Silence reigned in the room until Albedo finally spoke, more to himself than to the Realians.
"Yes....A whole army of Realians....A whole army of angels....What should we call them....The Angels of Hell....yes....the name would fit perfectly. Bringing destruction over this universe, like servants, they will follow me to the very depths of hell....Of course....I will be able to manipulate them, like I manipulate you, my dear MOMO....Yes....This is it....Angels."
He sat on a computer's chair and finally turned to them. "My angels, you shall all live inside one powerful body."
All the replicas glowed pink before vanishing into the thin air. The real MOMO also glowed as numbers defiled in her amber eyes. Albedo laughed loudly, evilly, as he realized that his wishes were becoming real. His fingers typed automatically the word : Bloodymind. A text appeared on the computer's screen.
Bloodymind: Enables the Hacker to build a link between his mind and the one of the victim, providing an absolute control over the body, both physically and mentally. However, the Hacker loses all his power when the victim is asleep and unattainable.
His wishes....The ones he had for MOMO....Inside a single body, lived up to a thousands different souls of the same person...
TBC.....