A/N Hello all! For your patience and love, I have decided to do a double update! So please enjoy.

Also, it is important to note that from chapter 50 through about chapter 53 all take place on the same night. It's a lot to process, I know, but bare with me guys… I promise it's well worth the wait. ;)

Doctor Green's Diary

While Saya was on her date from hell, Dr. Julia was wracking her brain… and her computer for answers.

Dr. Julia had been up all night, staring at the results of Lewis's findings. It seemed that the laptop and hard drives contained absolutely nothing of value, save for the test results of Mary Frances… but that was what had the doctor up. She even pulled her own blood tests of the same subject and found the same thing.

The protein patterns were just the same, not similar, but exact matches! It was like a Hagi smear was the same as a Mary Frances smear. None of the other princesses had this trait. They were similar to their respective fathers, but they weren't exact matches… not only that, all of them lacked that specific protein chain that the chevaliers had- the one that caused them to regenerate tissue lost in battle, sometimes even entire organs or limbs.

Pinching the bridge of her nose under her glasses, the aging geneticist mumbled, "This just keeps getting weirder and weirder."

A knock at her office door broke her from the mystery on the screen and she gave up a silent prayer to whatever god was listening that it be Mui with this new object of mystery.

As the timid, budding geneticist entered the room, Dr. Julia tried to calm her nerves as they zinged with excitement. Mui was smiling, that was a good thing.

The small brunette pulled a very old, maroon colored book from her briefcase as she settled in the chair at Julia's desk. Placing the book on the desk, she noticed the younger woman's hands trembled. "What's in it?" Dr. Julia asked.

Mui shrugged as she motioned toward the side of the book. As David joined the two in the office, he, too, took in the heavy metal lock on the side of the book, holding it shut.

"Sure seems like a lot of trouble to go to," Mui noted aloud. Her slender fingers ran over the lock, which held the book shut.

Reaching in her desk drawer, Dr. Julia pulled out a paperclip and bent it until she had a straight end to pick the old lock. After many attempts, however… and even David trying, the lock remained shut fast. The three of them stood there, looking at this very elaborate and strong lock. Someone was determined to keep everyone out.

Both women wore shocked gazes as David squeezed between them and swiped repeatedly at the cover, in a straight line next to the lock, from top to bottom, with his pocket knife.

"David!" Julia began to scold, "There's no telling how old this book is! You'll destroy it!" Her eyes wide as she took in the look her husband gave her. The man may have more grey hair than blonde now, but he looked visibly older than he ever had.

"Julia, I'm tired," he informed her in a voice that sounded more exhausted than ever. "I'm sure Hagi is tired too. All the information that has been gathered points an accusing finger at him. Him! This man that has followed Saya even into what would be their dooms. This man that gave his life just for her happiness! This man that has never once betrayed her in nearly 150 years!" He sighed as the knife went through the cover. They looked at his handy work for a time before he finished his speech, "There's too much evidence stacked against him. Just for once, I'd like to see something that doesn't implicate him."

The doctor nodded gravely as she looked down at the book. Pulling the ruined cover aside, the three took in the first page, damaged from when the knife blade penetrated the cover. In big, scrolling letters, the entry read:

Doctor William Johnathan Green, PhD

Personal Journal

If this journal is found, please destroy it!

The three looked at each other, realizing Mui did not read in English. Dr. Julia translated the page and noted the girls frown. Not many people would want their personal notes destroyed- especially a pioneer in their field. Oh yes, Mui finally recalled where she had heard William Green's name before. During the war in Vietnam, he was the Red Shield's head scientist. According to all the information on him, the man had disappeared just after the incident in Vietnam. There were numerous rumors that he had been killed in the first attack, that he was the one that had awakened Saya.

Noted the journal began in 1968 and the entries were dated monthly. They were general observations about the camp and the chevalier Hagi. There was little said about the sleeping queen. For two years, the entries were mostly about random happenings in the camp and some of the fighting. Then, in January of 1970, the Red Shield had assigned him an intern- Aston Collins.

Julia had to catch her breath for a moment. To hear her mentor's name and understand how he was tied to the Red Shield, was a bit more to take in. David gave her back a reassuring rub in soothing circles, causing her to give him a grateful smile.

David continued to read. They had found a protein in Hagi's blood that also existed in Saya's blood. It was the regenerating protein that Julia had found. The scientists had isolated it and began to test it, creating chiropterans similar to the ones that Diva had.

Around this time, it seemed that Joel V was wanting to use this as a weapon against Diva's side. They would market it to the locals, telling them that it would make them stronger, to defend their homes and families. What upset the doctor was that Joel V wanted to sell it!

The Red Shield's head of security was visibly angered by this. His father was so loyal to this Joel. How could he have done such a vile thing!? This drug was nothing more than Cinque Fleche's Delta 67- which surprisingly, had not been created at that point.

At the next entry, Julia wanted to slam the book shut, Mui wanted to rip it to shreds. It seemed Dr. Green had agreed to a secret meeting with a Doctor Phillip Rosenburg, a major player at that time for none other than Cinque Fleche! In an exchange, Dr. Green and Dr. Rosenburg exchanged knowledge of how to create chiropterans!

"My god!" Julia breathed as she tried to still her angrily beating heart.

Mui had tears in her eyes at the shame of it all.

David had to look away. This was horrible.

By the next year, there were chiropterans on both sides of the fence. Both companies were making a major profit, but one was about to change the windfall into it's direction solely.

With the information Dr. Green had obtained from Rosenburg, the scientist had discovered how to create chevaliers without a queen's blood. He had worked on a few experiments in his earlier years of copying a perfect specimen. With the usual breeding, imperfections came into play, but if you remove the need for a partner to procreate, you can keep the traits you want and not get that problem of combining. In essence, he was three decades ahead of his time- he had created a clone!

Chevalier blood made it much easier, though. Instead of harvesting skin or sperm cells, the blood had the proteins needed to regenerate, but also, the blood held DNA as a blue print for building another chevalier. The queen's blood did have some of these properties, but as they were really more suited to breeding, chevaliers needed this protein because of the regenerative properties. He could modify it with a queen's egg in order to create a fetus- or more than one!

He bragged about making one for every home- to protect the families! They would be rich! Once wealthier countries got wind of this, the demand would shoot through the roof, and that damned Amshel would be so embarrassed for simply handing him this information!

Over the next few months, the scientist spoke of harvesting eggs from the sleeping queen while her chevalier hunted. They had convinced Hagi to assist them in keeping her from spinning a caccoon so they could check her vitals and monitor her progress. Saya trusted the Red Shield, so Hagi did as well. He also gave them as much blood as they needed- he trusted them.

A year before the incident in Vietnam, he discovered that he needed females to carry the fetuses, and the answer was simple enough, he would do what Cinque Fleche did… he'd buy them!

Mui explained to the two at her side, "I remember hearing about this- from my mom. Back in the days of the war, scientists would pay the families about a year's salary to let their kids try their drugs. Most of them weren't affected," she shrugged, "but some turned into strange looking creatures. Most would go to the swamps and commit suicide before they completely changed." The young woman sighed and added, "There were some families that were given large sums of money only to never see their daughters again."

"So both sides were doing this," Dr. Julia realized aloud. "How is it that there was no cross-contamination?"

Mui answered the question, "It's true that some families were greedy, they took from both sides. I heard that the children died horribly. Their skin cracked open, leaving red lines that were deep and painful until they turned to ash."

David and Julia looked at each other and said simultaneously, "The Thorn."

Mui nodded.

"That is how they made the Schiff," David finished. "So, how would they find young women that had not taken from either side?" All three went back to the book to find the answer.

Dr. Green advertized that he was looking for women between the ages of 14 and 20 to be taken for special testing and would be gone for a year. He was paying double what CInque Fleche was. He ended up with 10 volunteers. The youngest was 14, the majority were 16, and the oldest was 18. They were housed in a tent near where Saya was sleeping. There were 2 rows of beds on each side of the tent, five beds in each row. He walked the space between them every day for a month to check on their progress.

After six months, the doctor was disappointed. All the females' bodies had rejected the fetuses- not once, but 3 times! Determined to get at least one viable pregnancy, the doctor tried again.

On the following month, a 16 year old girl from the village came to assist his intern with a project Joel V had planned- waking Saya early. It seemed there was an influx of chiropterans and they were hunting too close to their encampment. Also, they could hear the eerie song of that damn Diva coming from the woods. If they wanted to eliminate their target, they'd have to do it as soon as she had awakened. Diva would be weak and confused.

He asked the girl if she would like to make some extra money for her family and she agreed. The girl's name was Mau Xanh and she had admitted that her family had tried one of Cinque Fleche's early attempts at Delta 67, but it did nothing to the girl. Green was just glad to have another opportunity. Just before the incident in Vietnam, he implanted the fetus.

December 1972

Joel V has given me instructions to awaken Saya. I have not told him of my findings about the girls nor have I given him any of my research on creating chevaliers. It is all safely stored in my foot locker.

I feel that Joel V greed has made him blind to right and wrong. I too feel that I have been blinded, but not by greed. I wanted the prestige of becoming a pioneer in genetic research- to blaze the trail, as it were, for those that change the world. In doing so I have forgotten the first mission of any doctor- to do no harm.

In the next hour, I am to awaken Saya. I feel that the result of this will not bode well for any of us. There is an underlying reason that these creatures sleep for 30 years. It is a natural thing that we do not yet understand. I cannot help but feel that once that needle pierces her flesh, the world will forever be changed.

The three people looked at each other. It was sad to think that it had taken so long for the scientist to see the error in his ways and they all knew what was coming. What they did not know was what had happened. Julia read aloud the next entry, dated December 26th 1972.

This will be the only detailed account I give to the occurances of yesterday. As of this moment, the Red Shield thinks that I am dead as well as my experiments, so I believe that this information I am about to give will never see the light of day.

I was told that the chiropteran known as Saya had brown eyes and a very agreeable personality. When that montrosity awakened, there was nothing agreeable much less human about her. Once those red eyes opened, there was nothing that could stop her murderous spree. She immediately began to slaughter our men before she carved a path through the chiropterans, straight to the local village- effectively wiping it out! Then, in an act of complete savagery, removed the right hand of her own faithful servant!

I will never forget as her eyes trained on the tent behind me. She looked so very angry and scented the air in the way a dog would when it was looking for it's prey. Speeding forward with that massive katana, she blurred past me and ripped the tent open. The screams of my girls as they were slaughtered will forever haunt me! By the time I arrived inside, which only took a second, all of my test subjects were dead- save one.

Xanh was cowering in a corner and Saya sniffed the air again and asked, "Are you a queen?" Her voice sounded more like a growl.

"No," Xhan responded with confusion clearly displayed on her face.

Saya raised her sword and growled as her hair fell into her face, "Good." Bringing the sword down and cutting into Xanh's head, I almost didn't hear what she said. "You and that abomination shall die together."

At the same moment, a silver dagger blocked her progress in cutting my subject's head from top to bottom. The chevalier had intervened in spite of his missing arm. He held the queen back as she growled at him. The voice that came from the queen now took on an unearthly quality as her eyes blazed, "Do not disobey your queen again!"

The chevalier held fast before finally overpowering her. Suddenly both stopped and cocked their heads as if they heard something, then the queen vanished. I knew they had heard the song- Diva's song.

Thinking my subject was dead along with the others, I turned to lift her from the ground and place her in a bed, but found her heart was still beating and she was breathing! Astonished by this fact, I examined the wound which had sliced through the scalp and skull, going 4 inches into the brain! It was impossible that Xanh was still alive, and yet she was!

Moving quickly, I sterilized and stitched the wound and checked her vitals. It appears Mau Xanh is in a coma and I have no method at hand to see if the pregnancy took.

But I cannot stay in this place and risk the Red Shield or Cinque Fleche finding us. I have decided to take what supplies I can and carry Xanh into the swap with me. I feel that the pregnancy has taken and the fetus is keeping her alive somehow, but only time and further testing will tell.

Doctor Julia read on to the next entry in January of 1973.

The chevalier, Hagi, has helped me to move the girl and as much of my things as possible, to a run down storage shack in the middle of the swamp. I am far removed from the war now, but with no electricity, I have no way of using any of my imaging equipment. All that I can do is wait. If the fetus aborts, there will be blood.

Hagi has informed me that he knows there is something important about the girl, but I have not let on to him what that is. The Red Shield never revealed to him that they were using his blood for another purpose. All he knows is that it was his blood that awakened Saya- which he seems to be taking the guilt upon himself for.

Further entries were only about his survival and how little he seemed to be able to come up with as for answers to his subject's survival.

Even after ten years his subject still had shown no signs of pregnancy- or miscarriage. He was befuddled. On top of that, she showed no signs of healing either. By this time, he had realized that his records needed to go somewhere and his only option was to find Phillips Rosenburg. It was well known that Rosenburg and a secret colleaCAgue were thinking of defecting from Cinque Fleche. He had hoped this was true.

In 1987, the diary noted that Hagi seemed to come every March on the 23rd day. "What is so special about that day?" Julia asked, recalling that the surviellence footage from the hospital also noted he visited on March 23rd. "And why was he so attached to this girl?"

Knowing those questions could be asked once this information was shared with everyone, Julia continued to read only to find the next entry was that the scientist had discovered his feelings of exhaustion were likely cancer. The grueling decision was made to take the girl to Bach Mai Hospital. Gaining assistance from a local man, he arranged to have them picked up on January 12, 1990 and brought to the emergency room.

The last entry was dated January 11, 1990

I feel as if I should at least make an attempt at an apology to those that were harmed by my actions in this life. Taking care of this young girl for the past 25 years has been an atonement for my sins against her. I can only hope that one day I will be accepted into paradise.

After careful observation, I have come to the conclusion that Xanh's comatose state has somehow transmitted to the fetus she carries. It will not activate unless she somehow is reanimated. I can only hope that science will progress before her body gives out and she can somehow be revived.

All of my notes and research up to the year 1987 have been sent to Dr. Phillip Rosenburg in Russia. He has indeed left Cinque Fleche and is eager to begin his own project using my compiled information to save his colleague's dying son. I only hope it works out for the best.

This will be my last entry as I know that my time is up. I only can hope that all my research never sees the light of day as, no doubt, the Red Shield or Cinque Fleche would only use it for evil.

David reached over Julia and closed the book. They all remained solemn for the moment as it all sunk in. The miracle baby had been a clone- Hagi was faultless in this. It may not explain away Mary Frances, but at least one birth was not a result of transgression.

Dr. Julia then asked her husband, "When you went to Russia and gathered all of that information from the facility there, wasn't it a Rosenburg you were looking for?"

Following her train of thought, David replied, "Yes, we found that he had used the research on a subject he called his son. All the files are stored at Red Shield Headquarters."

"Correction," a small voice interjected, "the files were stored at HQ, but remember Joel VI had them brought here as a safety measure."

The three looked at each other for a moment before heading hurriedly to the file cabinets where Saya had stored the information. After thumbing through the dates, a triumphant, "Ah-ha!" announced that the files were located- several of them, actually. But their celebration was short-lived.

A loud crash came from down the hallway where Dr. Julia's trophy case was. David dashed out the door and into the darkened hallway to be followed by his wife and the intern. Skidding to a stop amid broken glass, they all noted that the trophies and hidden vials were missing.

The first to take action was David. He knew that if those vials fell into the wrong hands, they would be in some serious trouble. Sure, Argiano and Smith were now dead, but who knows what spies still lurked in the shadows seeking revenge? Pressing the first preprogrammed number in his phone, he called tyhe sixth Joel's personal cell phone. It may be late in Paris, but this was important.

Pulling out her cell phone, Dr. Julia called the police and reported the crime, then, as sirens blared toward the clinic, she phoned Omoro.