ok, It took me a while. Not as much as some others, but a lot of time for me. The reason, is that i did a one-parter fic of elfen lied. The original of the fic was waaaay longer. And a lot more happand. I however, am not so skilled i could pull it off. So i kept it short. And got three awesome reviews! Anyway, I'm the kind of guy who get into the story, who becommes a character (or more than one...). So that fic kinda : hurt.. Read it, and imagene me. You'll understand. Now, without further delay, The final three-parter for this fic!
Chapter nine – The beginnin, part one
"My name is Kei, and this is my girlfriend, Hikari". The duo from last night sat before Chii and Hideki, with a cup of tea in front of them. Chii had worried most of the night, before her lover showed up, with these two in his trail. "They suddenly got attacked by that persicom-hating crowd" Hideki added. Chii understood why they ran. They didn't have the powers that she had, though she was unsure what they exactly were. The conversation continued, and she vaguely heard them say that they were both out of work for the same reason as why they were attacked. A bell rang in Chii's mind, and she shot her eyes up. "Do you want a job?" she asked the couple.
Several days later.
Zima was playing the crowd again, while Dita stood nearby, behind the curtains. Next to her stood Chii, who was, put simply: nervous. She had her training, and she knew her speech by heart, but she was still nervous. She had to go on stage, not before the thousands gathered here, not the entire Japan, but the world. Zima made sure everyone knew that the most important person for a persicom would come on stage. She felt a hand on her shoulder: Hideki's way of saying she'll do ok. From behind she could hear Hikari say she'll be fine, and that she shouldn't worry. Chii looked behind, at her secondant. She changed from shaggy everyday clothes, to a tight, business-like outfit, not unlike something the president would wear.
She heard her name, and got a nudge from Hideki. "You're on" he smiled. She gave him a small kiss, and stepped from behind the curtain. She immediately noticed how quiet the crowd was. The only thing audible was the breathing of humans, and the buzzing of video recording persicoms. They probably wanted to record this for history, proof that they were there, to lay the first glimpse on the Mother. That was Zima's crazy idea. He introduced her as the Mother. Crazy old fool. Chii stepped up to the microphone, and put on a forced smile. "Hello everyone" was all she could whisper. It didn't matter to the crowd that the smile was fake, or that they could hardly hear her. They saw her, they heard her. Now, the object of their revere for all that time was real, here. For minutes the speakers, even at full volume, could not compensate for the crows noise. From yelling, to cheering, laughing to crying, even Zima was surprised. Slowly, the volume dropped. Chii was not nervous anymore, just a little uncomfortable. "Hello everyone. I'm glad to be here, in front of all those of kindred hearts." They had decided to play for a heartwarming Chii, one that could easily overcome any doubt the crowd could possibly have. "Not that we need that tactic" Chii thought, as her smile became real.
After two hours, the speech was over. Chii waved to the crowd, and walked off stage. Zima crossed her, whispering she did ok. He went on to 'entertain' the crowd, as he put it. Takumi had joined her friends, and was smiling widely. "Sis, I am proud of you" he grinned as he gave her a hug. "Thank you, Takumi." Everyone was congratulating her, as Zima walked beck from stage. "Chii" he said. "We need to talk."
She sat down next to Hideki and Takumi. Hikari and Dita were doing girl talk in the corner, but fell silent as Zima walked in. He closed the door, and got everyone something to drink. "I'm sure everyone here in aware of the situation in Russia. A lot of persicoms are in real trouble there. They are being hunted; murdered, tortured, family's butchered, there trapped in slavery. I don't have to recite everything to you. Anyway, I got an email from a persicom last night. A little girl. It touched my heart, and I want to help her. In fact, I want to help as many as I can."
An hour later.
Every one was pretty quiet. Takumi was the only one who was making a sound. He was mumbling under his breath though, and that didn't really count. "So? What do you think?" Takumi said. Silence once more. Finally, Hideki spoke up. "You want a taskforce, to help persicoms escape Russia? Zima, have you gone insane?" Everyone started to talk at the same time, until Takumi asked for silence. "Zima, you do sound insane. It is the most idiotic idea I have ever heard. And I think it can be done. I know some contacts; I can pull some strings for you if you like." Silence. "Ok! You're on." Zima said, smiling widely.
And yes, A three-parter. This chapter is the first of three, in formula one speed, that will be the conclusion of this fic. R&R please
