Chapter Four: Saved by the White-haired Psycho (WTF?!)

In the deep reaches of space, the E.S. Simion was heading to where the large Cathedral Ship was. Supposedly there was an Zohar Emulator there. As it arrived, there was nothing but remnants of the planet that was the Cathedral Ship.

Inside the white custom-made A.G.W.S, a white-haired man with a crazed look on his face sat at the top of the unit, thus controlling the weapons and such. At the bottom, a little girl with milky white hair sat as she checked the surrounding areas for the Emulator.

''Observation complete. There are no signs of a Zohar Emulator is in the vicinity, sir,'' she said in a quiet yet robotic-like voice.

The man chuckled insanely as he looked out the corner of his eye. He noticed on the computer screen a young woman's body floating in the vacuum of space.

''Well, now. A survivor?'' He said as he grinned. He pressed forward on the controls and flew over to the girl. His violet eyes widened. She wore clothes from 4,000 years past. A bow was gripped tightly in her right hand; clothes torn her ordeal. Her right shoulder was bandaged and somewhat bloody. Her hands were slightly burned and her bare feet dirty. But what made the man's eyes widen was the fact of her hair color.

It was the shade of milky white. Just like the little girl inside his A.G.W.S unit.

''An 99-Series Observational Realian? ...No..she's older than that.'' He made the hand of the A.G.W.S unit move to her as the girl's body floated into the machine's hand. The girl was none other than our heroine, Shane.

Ow...I'm in so much pain right now...and I'm cold...really cold.. Shane thought to herself. She felt she couldn't move and she could barely breathe some.

''How could she have survived floating out there in space?''

''I'm not sure. But the young woman's still breathing, barely.''

Who's there? Where am I? She heard someone say. She tried to lift her head but couldn't. She opened her eyes halfway only to be greeted by a blinding white light.

''Commander Margulis!'' She heard a man's voice say. Margulis...? ''The girl opened her eyes!'' Shane then felt a strong, firm hand grab her chin and turn her head to the side. She tried to focus on the blurred figure in front of her.

''You're safe now, young lady,'' the voice said. ''You're in good hands.'' Shane groaned in her unconcious state and blacked out again.

Inside of a brightly lit room, Shane laid on an operating table covered up with a thermal blanket. Her hands and shoulders were bandaged. Against the wall were her bow and arrow. She had an I.V. in her arm and an oxygen mask on her face. A group of doctors and nurses stood around the table as they looked at her body.

''She seems to be responding to the treatment, Commander,'' a nurse said as she looked to the tall, burgandy haired man with a scar on his face. He nodded and looked to Shane's face. He looked at her milky white hair and dark skin.

''Is she human or is she an Realian?''

The doctor looked to him. ''She's human. Apparently what happened to her must have frightened her...or...''

Margulis looked at the doctor. ''Or?''

''She could be like that U.R.T.V that brought her here.'' The doctor and the commander remembered that the U.R.T.V, Albedo, and his Kirshwasser Realian, brought Shane into the infirmary. The white haired man laid the girl on the operating table as if he was trying to throw her on the table.

''I found this girl in space where the Zohar Emulator was,'' he told them. ''I thought she was like my little Kirshwasser here.'' He grinned and placed a hand on the Realian's head. She stood there, staring forward with no emotion on her face.

The doctor looked at Albedo and said: ''Are you a fucking retard or what?''

''It varies,'' he replied then laughed insanely.

Regardless, the doctors treated Shane to the best of their abilities and reported it to Margulis. Which puts them in the present state now. The commander looked to the guards. ''Take her to one of the holding cells and have Pelligri find the girl some...appropriate clothing.'' The guards nodded as they walked over and took Shane to the cell.

The pain...it's unbearable...

Searing hot pain...my hands and arms...!

Shane screamed, putting her hands in an 'x' position like she was shielding herself. ''Don't kill me!!'' She cried out. She opened one eye and looked around. She was inside a dark room, her eyes adjusting to the darkness. She gulped as she remembered the cell that MOMO was in. ''Damnit, not again...'' Shane looked down at her bandaged hands and gripped her hands closed. She immediately winced from the pain then narrowed her eyes.

''That's right...the gnosis...'' She closed her eyes, remembering the monsters that attacked her. She slammed her hands on the bed. ''Damnit, if only I wasn't weak...! Mom...Dad...baby sister--wait. Nevermind, that little brat had it coming.'' She sighed and lowered her head, crying to herself. Shane looked out the corner of her eye to see a strand of milky white hair and grabbed it. ''...The fuck?'' She climbed out of the bed slowly, stumbling some due to the medication. She looked down at the clothes she wore: a black tank top with black pants. She steadied herself and walked over to the door, looking outside. ''Hello? I'm starving and I'd like to go to the bathroom, please?'' One of the guards looked to Shane then grabbed a radio from his pocket.

''Sir? She's awake now.'' The guard said and looked back at Shane.

She blinked at him then gave him the middle finger. The guard gasped, growling from behind his mask. ''You little bitch...!'' Shane reached from inbetween the cell window and grabbed the guard by his mask. ''Who are you calling a 'little bitch'?!'' She wrenched him forward, making him slam into the door several times. ''Now unlock the door!''

The guard quickly complied and unlocked the door. He pointed his gun at Shane when she walked out of the cell. She quickly grabbed the gun as he shot up into the ceiling. She slammed the palm of her hand into his chin, then kicking him into the wall. She looked at her hands and gripped them closed tighty.

''I feel...powerful...but why is that?'' She grabbed her bangs, looking at them. ''I changed...''

As this was happening, Albedo watched from his A.M.W.S. unit, E.S. Simion and laughed insanely which his Kirschwasser cringed at his laugh. ''Amazing,'' he whispered. ''She's a powerful mortal--no--we're both similar..!'' A wide, toothy grin came onto his face.

''We're the same!!''

Chapter Four: End (ASM: Ah, it seems to me the story's becoming a bit interesting. What do you think?

Shane: It sucks.

ASM: Noone asked you. Besides, you'll meet someone you like later on.

Shane: squeaks wirh excitement Please read and comment.)