Now the plot gets ready. At first I wasn't going to introduce any actual Elfen Lied characters, but I just had to. You'll also notice I decided to start bolding the text for the "Voice" Makes it easier to read I'm think.

I hope you all enjoy.

Ch 4: Flee

The volley of bullets shot forth from both magnums and the fight truly began. Celia put up her vectors in self defense, but found that most of the bullets were being deflected by the other three Diclonius. They stood by her side, their faces rapt with seriousness, their vectors zipping in and out as the bullets came quite close to hitting something vital. To protect The Queen, to let her prosper. That was the duty of the siplitet, to make sure their genes prospered. They could not, would not let The Queen die.

A bullet grazed past one's face, a spew of red spitting on the ground below her. The bullets were slowly but surely beginning to reach their marks. They could not risk getting in closer, and in fact were forced backwards. At this point the onlookers ran away, only the brave (Or perhaps stupid) decided to stay and watch. Things were getting bad for the young pink haired females.

"My Queen, run!" One of the girls said, actually pushing Celia backwards with her vectors.

Run away? Usually she would have argued against this, but she understood. They were giving up their own life to save her? She was The Queen and she knew she had to live. No tears crossed her face as she quickly turned and fled. Her heart however skipped a beat. If that man ever survived, she would personally kill him herself.

Magnum 45 caliber rounds. They were bullets that were weaker than the usual 50 tungsten bullets. What he lacked in power, he had in firepower. Jericho was no amateur when it came to guns and gun fighting. He knew how to fight the Diclonius, he knew how to kill them. Each gun held 150 bullets. He fired in certain areas, watching the Diclonius defend the area. He would look for an opening, a spot that was unguarded and aim for it.

The fight was in his favor, but only for as long as the bullets remained. From the time the fight began, he calculated that he had maybe around 65 bullets in each magnum by now. He stopped shooting the moment Celia start to run away. That could not happen, he was ordered to bring her back by any means necessary. He moved forward, then stopped abruptly as the other Diclonius stood in his way. Their faces were murderous, their intent clear. He had to, for the moment, admire their courage. To protect someone else, he admired that. That admiration could not last, these people had to be killed. This long war of humans and Diclonius, only one could survive.

There was a scream, the Diclonius on the left rushed in, her face furious with vengeance. Her vectors flew out, the palm open, seeking the midsection of Jericho's body. He saw it all. He saw it, like a transparent, but oddly thick grey arm. Vectors were capable of catching and deviating bullets, yet were surprisingly slow during attack. He dodged it, the arm passing again over his head just as he had dodged the one from Tanya.

"What the hell!" The girl shrieked, disbelieving her eyes. Her vectors shot out, all four of them, zipping and weaving. Although he could have dodged them, he felt it wiser to back away. He sought another opening again, firing his gun for distraction. They were getting closer, and he was getting pushed back. If he was worried, he did not show it, he merely took the situation at hand and dealt with it as it came.

Celia had certainly escaped now. Even if he did kill these Diclonius, it would be too much of a hassle to start looking for her. His options were running around, as well as his bullets. He had not expected to be fighting so many Diclonius. One on one he could certainly have held the advantage, but as long as the girls stayed their designated meters, they could attack him and his attack would not be able to reach them.

They of course, would not let him live, even if he tried to escape. So what was he going to do?

Kill them. Simple as that.

He abruptly turned tail and ran. A loud groan of disappointment came from the crowd during this cowardly act. The girls were just as eager to follow after him. No human killed their kind and got away with it, none!

One of them took the lead, their vectors kicking of the ground so as to appear as if flying. They were faster like this, they felt empowered, they believed their opponent was running away. Far from it in fact.

Jericho jerked his body around, the bullet exiting from the gun he held. The closest one caught it inches from hitting her face. Naturally she threw her vectors out and watched in horror as Jericho actually ran forward, dodging the vectors in the process. They just couldn't understand it. What part of the "vectors are invisible to humans" was this man not getting. He was…he was cheating or something!

The next thing to hit her was not a bullet, it was something weaker though the shock of it stopped her and her vectors cold. Jericho had actually come straight at her, and his palm hit her face. His feet lifted from the ground, and his body took momentum as he threw the girl head first into the ground. He wasted no time, the magnum cocked in his hand and was put into the girl's mouth.

He felt that brief moment of pity, then fired.

Celia had finally made it out of the city, and luckily without harm. The people had felt it safer to stay inside and thus had managed to run away basically unnoticed at this point. She walked over to a bench, sat down to catch her breath.

"The hell was that?" Her inner voice cried. "Fucking human screwing us up like that! Dammit what a pain in the ass! What a…in…pain…"

Celia shook her head. Her thoughts were drifting away, it was then that she felt a stinging agony just above the right side of her head. She reached up, and felt where her horn would have been. The pain increased as she realized that half of it was gone. It hurt…it hurt…it hurt so much.

"Oh…sh-"

Her consciousness faded, she faded along with it. Replaced by something completely new to her, of which she had no control over.

It must have been a couple of hours since she had fell unconscious on the bench. Someone was pushing her slightly, a soft warm hand. Her eyes fluttered open as she urged herself to get up. She knew one thing, her name was Celia…

…and that was about it. She could not remember anything else, all she knew was that she was cold and a bit frightened. What was she doing out here, all alone? Then she realized that she wasn't alone, someone was there with her. Her red eyes sought her, and found a young woman, perhaps the age of 18 smiling at her. She seemed like a nice person, whoever she might be.

"Hi! I'm Nana, why are you all alone here?" She asked, although she looked like an adult, she spoke like that of a child. She wore a thin ball park hat which did not hide the thick bangs of pink down her face. Along with that, a simple black dress and black shoes. Her smile was warm and welcoming, but she hesitated with her answer.

"I…I don't know." She said after the pause.

The girl, Nana, was somewhat unsure of what to do next. She saw the protrusions from her head, and knew what she was. She had changed, even "she" had changed. Everyone could change, and she was afraid this girl might become what the world feared. So Nana took Celia to her to the residence that she lived in, with her friends…unaware of what the girl truly was.

Changes from Original

Jericho before stated that while Torino wanted her back alive, he wanted to kill her. This is rather contadictory considering he refuses to kill as proven in "Silver Clouds." The reason for this really was, well I had never planned on doing any kind of sequels or prequels until the end.

Nana's age was changed from 19 to 18. Also note that while I know Siplites age faster, and Nana is in fact maybe 10 or so. I felt to keep it better as the age she looks throughout the whole thing. Since I usually put her around 14 via the manga, four years later would put her at 18. This was just a choice on my part.