I admit some of the things I'm doing is a bit cliché. Lucy married to Kouta and all that jazz. I apologize for the unoriginality there.

I also wanted to make the statement of why I made Jericho into a Diclonius Ass Whooper. Bandou happened to be my favorite character in the Elfen Lied manga because he was the only human who not only had the audacity to challenge Lucy and the Diclonius, he could actually do something about it. He was the underdog, the human and yet he could fight the likes of Lucy herself on near equal grounds. I wanted to have a character who represented human power, and that a human could be just as powerful and threatening as any Diclonius.

Ch 7: Chelsea

The man and his son huddled in the corner of their living room, petrified. The young girl wasn't even looking at them right now. She was instead taking her time to rummage in the refrigerator for food. After picking out a cup of yogurt and using her vectors to get a spoon in the drawer, she sat in the chair and started eating. While she enjoyed the meal, the young boy and his father took a glance at the right.

A woman, blood spewing from the exposed neck, the head somewhere in the next room as it had rolled from the decapitation. They had made an effort to try and escape, and were blocked by the girl's occult powers. They trembled in terror, they wanted to leave, to live. As the 16 year old girl continued eating, she thought about what she saw as she hid behind the trees.

There had been a fight between 5 Diclonius and a human. One of the Diclonius had been The Queen, for every Diclonius recognized the Queen. She gave off a particular aura that was recognized. But what happened had left her scarred, her kind had been killed by this human, murdered. She so wanted to pay him back, to rip his head off, to tear him into shreds. She did not though, feeling it was best not to draw attention to herself.

Waiting would not satiate her lust for murder though. Every human she saw she wanted to kill. When it became to bothersome for her to ignore, she decided to not only fulfill her needs emotionally but physically as well. The woman had it easy, she was just the test subject so that she could show the other two. She had died quickly. Then as she finished the yogurt she got up and went over to the two. They were sweating profusely now as Chelsea knelt down to the father. She placed a Vector on the man's cheek, then with a smile she swiped. Blood splattered the floor as the man's quick scream was stifled from the agony of the attack. His entire lower jaw was forcibly ripped off so that his tongue lolled out. He clutched his face as his son screamed in horror. Of course this wasn't enough for Chelsea who continued to smile.

*RRRIIIIIPP!*

The arm was flung across the room and hit the opposite wall with a loud thud. The father moaned. The boy couldn't take seeing his father being tortured like this, with a scream he ran at the Diclonius. He felt a strong hit to his face as Chelsea swatted him away like a fly. She'd deal with him next, but first…

There was another loud rip, and the man's second arm was forcibly torn off. The smell of blood was revolting to the boy, yet the girl breathed normally. Finally tiring over this, she decided it was time to send the man to hell. His spine snapped from the force of the hit, paralyzed he shook in his own pain and blood before finally dying.

"Father!" the son yelled, unbelieving. "What's wrong, he's only dead." Chelsea responded as if having a conversation about the weather. Her vectors zipped in and grabbed the boy by the throat, lifting him up in the air. She felt the sadistic need to really torture him. Oh this was going to feel so good to her. She took a free vector and slowly inserted into his mouth, digging it down his esophagus. He began to choke, oh but his suffering was only just starting. She waited a moment before continuing the act, watching the boy cry and gag.

Then she did it. His body convulsed as she whipped her vector around. Every organ was ripped off, as she turned his internal organs into a bloody soup. Satisfied, he finally let the boy die where he was. She enjoyed it, she would not deny it. There was no doubt in her thoughts that she had enjoyed every single moment of it. She felt no qualm with the butchery she had committed. Finished with her act of homicide she went to the showers, washed off the blood and left as the moon was shining full overhead.

Now her delighted face turned serious. She looked left then right. "Where are you?" She mumbled to herself, searching for that particular energy signal, the energy signal produced by The Queen. She felt nothing, certainly she was alive, but all she felt were normal siplitet energy. She needed to find the Queen.

Celia was enjoying a great Japanese meal with her family, listening intently on what everyone was saying. Considering how new she was, she felt it was better to just listen to everyone else. As Nana had asked, she had not used her vectors since then. Lucy herself was even being nicer to her (Well actually she had passed Lucy a cup of water and been given a very disgruntled "thanks") but it was definitely better than nothing.

"Something doesn't make sense."

"No really, everything is fine." Replied Dark Celia sarcastically.

"Shut up and listen. Can you feel that, our energy. There is none! We are not giving off any kind of energy."

As The Voice talked, Dark Celia realized it as well. She could not feel her own Diclonius energy. It must have been something to do with this damn third personality.

"Lucy also, can you feel it?"

At first Dark Celia wasn't sure what The Voice was trying to point out. Then she realized it, she could not sense Lucy. Actually that was a lie, she could sense her, but she did not give off the aura of a Queen. Now of course the traitor didn't deserve to be Queen anyways, but either way she should have produced some sort of energy signal similar to her own.

How badly she needed to gain control again.