Ayanami's Diary

[Ketsurui]

Okay, I decided to give it a try. (translating and posting here that is)

I must warn the readers that the stuff I write contain a lot of physical and verbal violence. So be aware if you don't like that kind of thing.

All the events that happen in this story come only from my mind, I *never* experienced or made someone experience them.

I use anime as a reference for my stories, so people should be able to notice some similarities with existent anime (will become very Elfen Lied-esque).

This is a fiction, don't take it too seriously.

Please give your opinion on the story so far and point mistakes I would have made, so I can correct them.

Now...

Ayanami’s Diary (English)

---Introduction---

My name is Ayanami Yamamoto and I was born in Tokyo, Japan, February 6 1982.

My family was one of the richest, and my father owned several Restaurants, and my mother… well, I don’t really know anything about my mother, she died when I was very young.

My story begins when I’m 8 years old. My dad had some problems with his restaurants due to competition, so he decided to close all his restaurants but one, where he would be the cook and waiter.

I was attending to school, my dad had to pay for my school expenses, I was still in elementary school and came back home alone. I was not afraid but I liked it more when my father would go get me at school.

One night, I got home early, I ditched last classes because I was worried about my father, he seemed very restless and couldn’t look at me in the eye. When I asked him what was going on, he would answer mumbling something and looking away.

I open the door at the back of the restaurant and enter silently, like always. I put by backpack on top of a chair. The kitchen was silent, there was nothing on the stove, and that was rare because my father would usually have soup there.

I go to the front part of the restaurant, and I hear my father’s voice, and also the voice of other men, I stop in front of the kitchen’s door and listen carefully…

Man 1: So? Where is the thing you promised us?
Dad: I-I’m sorry, I couldn’t get it all…
Man 2: Our boss told us that we couldn’t come back empty handed! How much do you have?
Dad: I… I got 250 000 yen!
Man 1: Are you kidding? Do you really think our boss will accept that miserable amount?
Man 2: You owe us 15 000 000 yen, pay or we’ll burn this fucking hole!
Dad: Please, please don’t! This is my only income source, if you burn it…
Man 1: SHUT THE FUCK UP! You’re lucky we won’t kill you!

I heard the sound of a match being lit, the sound of fire came from the front of the store and then smoke started entering the kitchen.

I couldn’t wait anymore, I enter the room running and go to my father…

Ayanami: Dad!
Dad: Ayanami? Don’t stay here, run!
Man 1: Hey! You didn’t tell us you had a daughter! She’s really beautiful, I think I’m going to take her as payment!
Dad: NO!
Man 2: Shut the fuck up!

The man drew a gun and shot my dad, he fell on the floor with his face twisted in pain until he stopped moving…

Ayanami: NO! DAD! ANSWER ME, DAD!
Man 2: Stop yelling brat, you come with us, we’ll have fun together…


---Chapter 1: The Kidnapping---

January 11th 1990

I was kidnapped by those men to pay a debt my dad had, I hate them, I hate them all, one day, I’ll get revenge, but now… I don’t know what I can do…

I’m inside an old van, they tied my arms and legs so I couldn’t run away. Even if I ran away, I have nowhere to go, maybe my destiny will be better at the hands of those bastards that on Tokyo’s streets.

It seems that the van’s riding for hours, we’re in a road full of holes, my back hurts, I try to move but I can’t, I’m loosing my senses…

The truck stops at last, I didn’t lose consciousness, I think it’s good, now I can see where they’re taking me to.

One of the men opens the van’s door, I must say he’s ugly, there were several teeth missing on his mouth, and it seems he doesn’t shave for quite awhile, but that doesn’t concern me.

He grabs me like I was a sack of potatoes, very rude and takes me to an old house in ruins, he throws me inside and closes the door. I hurt myself when I fell, my right arm’s bleeding but I didn’t concern myself about it at that time, I crawled to the only door of that house and listened to the two men talking.

Man 2: So, do you think she’ll try to run away?
Man 1: That’s possible, even for a brat like that!
Man 2: Want me to watch her?
Man 1: Not now, you have to drive tomorrow, do sleep now, I’ll wake you up when I get tired.
Man 2: Ok!

The conversation ends there, I am exhausted and I don’t know why… my arm stopped bleeding and the blood outside started to coagulate. I wanted to scratch it but I couldn’t move my arms, I put my back to the wall because the floor was irregular and cold, I don’t know if I can fall asleep…

January 12th 1990

I suddenly woke up, someone opened the door of my improvised cell, the sun was really bright and hot, but I soon stopped seeing it, at the entrance was the man who threw me here, he had a weird look on his face, I’m scared.

He approaches me and looks at my arm, then he looks directly at my eyes with an expression of satisfaction, I look away from him and he takes advantage of it to lick my cheek.

Man 2: You’ll like it, but don’t scream.

I look at him with a terrified expression, His smile gets bigger, he cuts the ropes that were tying me and makes me get up. I had a little one piece dress, its color was blue, it wasn’t my favorite color because I don’t really know what my favorite color is. But now is not the time to think about those things, that man wants something, I don’t really know why, but I am scared, my legs started to shake…

Man 2: Don’t be afraid, I won’t do anything bad to you, you’ll even get pleasure from this…

What the hell is he talking about? I don’t understand what this man wants!

The man starts touching my legs and slowly raising his hands until he reaches my butt, and then, with a sudden move, he tears off my panties.

Ayanami: NO! HELP!
Man 2: SHUT UP!

When he starts touching me again I hear a gunshot, and the man’s head is perforated from one side to the other, a lot of blood and brain tissue is spilled on me. The man falls dead on the floor, I look at him and start feeling like vomiting, and in the end I start puking on the body.

Man 1: I didn’t like him too, fucking pedophile!

I start crying and fall on my knees on top of my own vomit, I felt horribly bad, the tears wouldn’t stop flowing out of my eyes, almost cleaning my face from all the dirt it had accumulated.

After that, for my own surprise, the man hugged me and tried to console me. After that, he cuts the rest of the ropes that were tying my arms. He gets me out of the house. There was barrel full of hot water there, he tells me to take off my clothes and to enter in it, I gladly did it, this man gives me a sensation of comfort, not like the other, but how can I trust a man that killed my father and kidnapped me?

The water was hot but it wouldn’t burn me, the man gave me some soap and told me to clean myself, and I immediately did it, after that, he goes get something in the van.

I could have taken the opportunity to run away, but I didn’t have anywhere to go, and I couldn’t run away naked either!

The man comes back with a t-shirt, some panties and shorts, he tells me to wear them, I immediately do it, I didn’t want to wear that blue dress all dirty. After that, he tells me to go inside the van, I didn’t really have a choice so I slowly get in the back of the van.

Man: Hey! Go to the front! It’s free! - smile
Ayanami: Y-Yes!

The man drove all day, since I didn’t eat anything since yesterday morning I was starving but I couldn’t complain, and then, my stomach decided to do it itself.

The man looks at me and smiles, I never noticed it back then, but this man is not ugly like the other one, he seems less menacing, I was still afraid of him though.

Man: You hungry?
Ayanami: …
Man: As for me, I’m starving, I’m going to stop ahead, there is a small fast food restaurant there!
Ayanami: …
Man: Say something! Speak! I won’t hurt you, you can trust me!
Ayanami: W-What are you going to do with me?
Man: Well, I’m going to bring you to my boss, as payment for your father’s debts!
Ayanami: You didn’t have the right to kill him! You didn’t have! I hate you! I HATE YOU!
Man: SHUT UP! I didn’t kill your father, from what I seen, the other one killed him, our orders were to simply burn the restaurant and bring everything that had value back.
Ayanami: …
Man: You’re going to stay silent again? My patience has limits, you know? If you act like that in front of my boss… your life won’t be a happy one...
Ayanami: My life… my life is already a nightmare!
Man: Don’t say that! If you obey my boss, you’ll have a happy life…
Ayanami: … I don’t know...
Man: Well, we’re here, I’m stopping…

The man stopped the van on a old gas station, there was a small restaurant next to it. He told me to follow him and to act like I was his daughter so we wouldn’t be suspicious. He threatened me with the gun, the same gun he used to kill the other man!

We went inside the restaurant, everyone there stared at us, the waitress was not so young and in the kitchen, I bet there is a fat cook with an apron full of blood. On the tables there was a man eating an hamburger, he looked like a truck driver, and in the last table, there was a drunkard holding a wine bottle with his face on the table.

We sat next to the entrance and the waitress came to us.

Waitress: What will it be?
Man: Two hamburger with everything you got and two coca-cola please.
Waitress: Roger that!

The waitress screams the order to the kitchen, from where she receives a response from a deem and strong voice. The screams wake up the drunkard and he orders another bottle of wine. Minutes later, the truck driver walks away from the restaurant.

A bit later, the waitress brings the food to our table.

Waitress: There you go, 3000 yen please!
Man: Life’s expensive, there, keep the change.
Waitress: Thanks. – looks at me – Hello! My name’s Emily, and yours?
Ayanami: …
Man: Dear… answer the lady!
Ayanami: Hello Emily, my name’s Ayanami and I’m 8 years old!
Waitress: What an intelligent girl! What’s your dad’s name?
Man: [Shit! She doesn’t know my name!]
Ayanami: His name’s Daddy – looking at him – right, daddy?
Man: Yes! That’s it dear!
Waitress: Let me tell you, your daughter’s so cute!
Man: Thanks!

We hastily ate and didn’t leave a single crumb, the waitress didn’t make any more questions, maybe she was suspicious of us, but I think I convinced her. I'm not hungry anymore and I think I ate too much. My stomach hurts but I won’t complain, the man seems to want to tell me something, he can’t stay still, maybe he’s afraid that the waitress will expose him? It’s probably that, but that’s not my first concern. He starts the van up and starts driving, we’re back to the street.

Man: Er… Ayanami?
Ayanami: Yes?
Man: My name’s Eddie! If someone asks you my name, it’s Eddie!
Ayanami: Okay…
Eddie: We can’t be father and daughter, we’re not alike, didn’t you notice?
Ayanami: Yeah... You’re not Japanese, you must have come from another country…
Eddie: I came from the United States and I’m working here for six months!
Ayanami: You work for who?
Eddie: I work for an organization named Mafia, we’re here to make a deal with the Yakuza.
Ayanami: Yakuza? They’re dangerous!
Eddie: I know, that’s why I want to go back to NY as fast as possible, and you’ll come with us!
Ayanami: What are you going to do with me?
Eddie: My boss will decide, we need prostitutes, maybe if you become one…
Ayanami: I don’t wanna…
Eddie: I can’t go back anymore, resign from your fate!
Ayanami: …

---Chapter 1 END---

[Asymmetric]

Noticeably many spelling, grammar and punctuation errors, but thats simple stuff that can be fixed easily. Now, when I started reading, I looked at the situation and wondered why Ayanami's father owes so much money. That is not mentioned anywhere it seems. His debt is the whole cause and effect of this entire tirade, so it would be useful to say what he did and why. Was the money loan sharked to him to recover his restaurant reputation? Or was it to fuel a gambling addiction? I dont know, but i would recommend you mention a bit of backstory on her father if you have not planned to do so already in later chapters. Good job otherwise, it had my attention and im looking forward to the next chapter.

[Vladimir]

It was good and intense!
I agree, the grammar/spelling/etc. needs some improving, but it's still quite understandable.

@SZ: I think the thing with the dad will become clear in time, but since it's that girl's perspective, she's just saying what she experiences. She might not have known anything about her dad being dept...she's just 8...though she sounds a lot a older...

[Ketsurui]

Yeah sorry that she sounds a lot older, I just can't put myself inside a 8 year old mind anymore...

Let's just say the girl's pretty mature for her age and keep at it.

Okay, since the story is seen from Ayanami's eyes, and kids don't usually ask about their parents' past, that means she never asked her father about his past.

However, in later chapters, some stuff about her parents' past will be revealed, a bit "foggy" but it'll be understandable, now for the main dish...

---Capítulo 2: Mafia---

January 13th 1990

A new day is born, I don’t know how much time I slept, but I no know that Eddie’s not a bad person, he’s only following orders, well at least… if I believe what he told me…

He didn’t try anything on me while I was sleeping, or rather, I’d like to believe so.

I took a look at him, he looked really tired, I bet he drove all night along, in fact, I never asked him where we were going and why it had to be so far away.

He looks my way, notices I’m awake and smiles, a sincere smile but at the same time, really sad, could it be he doesn’t want to do what he’s doing? I would like to think about it that way, maybe he would let me go away, but I still don’t have a place to do…

Eddie: You’re awake kid? We’re almost there!
Ayanami: We’re almost where?
Eddie: At the Mafia’s HQ, I told you we were going there…
Ayanami: No, you told me we were going to see your boss!
Eddie: Same thing, the boss is in the HQ!
Ayanami: Oh, well…

I’m so afraid I can’t stop shaking, my body doesn’t obey me, and it’s cold outside too, there’s mist everywhere, probably because it’s still early in the morning and the Sun is still very low. We’re driving on a road made of soil and there’s nothing around us, no houses, no cars, nothing.

The van stopped but there is nothing in this place, where’s the HQ? I imagined a big building with lots of floors, but there’s absolutely nothing here! A road made of soil, surrounding it some grass burned by the sun, some rocks here and there and random trees…

Eddie left the van and approached a rock, then kicked it, I thought he would get hurt but that didn’t happen, the rock moved a little, it was made of plastic really well drawn to look like a rock. Eddie came back to the van and I stare at him clueless, the looks at me and smiles seeing my face…

Eddie: Just wait, you’ll understand!
Ayanami: What’s a plastic rock doing here?
Eddie: We need to keep hiding, the Mafia has lots of Yakuza enemies, even if we make deals with them sometimes.
Ayanami: There’s more than one Yakuza group?
Eddie: Of course, it’s like the Mafia, there exist various groups, and they’re always enemies, they also have different objectives…
Ayanami: Ok… got it!

After that, we shut up in the van for some minutes, after that, Eddie receives a phone call, he answers and only says one word, seconds later, the earth starts shaking, and form the left side of the van, a giant door opens giving access to a underground passage, that reminded me of those underground parking lots…

Eddie drives the van into the passage and it closes as we pass through it. The passage looked like a giant corridor illuminated by blue lights on the sides, the corridor ended in a parking lot full of vehicles, one of them was a tank, for some reason, I liked it, but at that time I didn’t understand why, I didn’t know what future awaited me.

We got out of the van and went to a iron door nearby, it was closed but Eddie had the key,

We entered inside yet another corridor, and at the end, yet another door, but this time it seemed made of wood, but probably not because Eddie had some difficulties opening it using both hands to pull it open, it is certainly an armored door.

The inside of the hideout was really different, in contrast with the other places we’re been, it looked more like a hotel, like those seaside resorts. It was probably a cover to hide the suspicious business that was going on there.

We were in a new corridor, it was full of people, some gorgeous women wearing sexy outfits and… handcuffed? Some suspicious looking men smoking cigarettes or cigars, they would always greet Eddie like he was a childhood friend, they would also swear a lot, but that’s how those kinds of men are.

As they pass through me, they keep staring at me, I feel really embarrassed, I want to hide somewhere, grab Eddie’s hand trying to get some cover from him. The women looked at me in a very suspicious way, I guess they know what will happen to me, now they look at me with grins in their faces, the men looked aggressively at me, why is Eddie the only one who looks sort of “normal”? I’m scared, I don’t know what will happen, but right now… I don’t want to know…

At the end of the corridor, there was a red double door, like those that are im the very rich people's mansions, there were some engraved shapes on them, it looked like and Angel having its head torn off by a Demon, that disgusts me, do they really thing that’s “art”? I have to stop thinking about those things, or their boss will decide to prematurely kill me, but in fact, I don’t really know if I want to live, I want to die! Or maybe this feeling I’m having right now means something else? Well, Eddie opened the door, whatever comes, I’m prepared!

We entered inside a big room, in the north part, there was a really big window and in front of it, there was a desk full of telephones. The chair was turned towards the window, and we could see smoke coming from it. Well, it seems that’s the typical Mafia boss, he must think he’s so good, gives orders to everyone. He must have turned towards the window and lit a cigar only to cause an impression of superiority. Those men are pathetic, and to think that I’ll have to obey him...

Eddie: Ikram, where’s the boss?

The chair turns around and for my surprise, there wasn’t a man sitting on it, but a woman. She wasn’t a beautiful woman, she was wearing a smoking like if she was a man, then the cigar on her mouth didn’t help much her image. She’s sitting but she seems to be around 2 meters tall, maybe more, I don’t want her to stand up, she’s also wearing too much makeup, she looked like some animal but I didn’t say anything, she could hit me or something. The takes the cigar off her mouth, puts her left hand on the desk like if she needed to rest on it, and stands up. She seems to have roughly two meters and a half, she is really big and I’m afraid of her, she approaches us…

Ikram: You’re back Eddie… - looks at me – who’s the brat?
Eddie: That’s the payment for the restaurant dude…
Ikram: I see, so he didn’t pay. Did you take care of him?
Eddie: That son of a bitch pedophile killed him!
Ikram: And where is he?
Eddie: I killed him, he wanted to break the merchandise!
Ikram: You did well, that dude disgusted me… what’s the brat’s name?
Eddie: Ayanami, I think, is there something wrong?
Ikram: Nothing at all, so you want to see the boss, right?
Eddie: Yeah!
Ikram: He went to take care of some prostitute that didn’t want to satisfy a costumer, he’ll be back soon…

When I heard what the woman said, my body started trembling from fear, I wanted to cry, but I controlled myself, I don’t want them to know my weaknesses, not after all that happened. Eddie seems cold now, that’s not the same Eddie I knew, this one is heartless, I don’t know this man, I start to back off of him a little but I couldn’t go far, the door was locked. And that woman, she could catch me without any trouble if I tried to run away, what do I do now? Someone… someone help me…

Ikram: The kid seems nervous, that’s bad! Boss doesn’t like nervous brats…
Eddie: That’s normal, I kidnapped her, but it’ll be alright, give her some time!
Ikram: Are you sure? I’m tired of ordering the janitors clean this carpet, I’m tired of seeing blood spilled in this room!
Eddie: You know the boss better than any of us, if he gets angry, please try to calm him down, I had so much work bringing this girl back with me, I don’t want it to be for nothing!
Ikram: Don’t worry, I’ll do my best…

Disgusting adults, they talk about me like if I was some object, but then, Eddie’s trying to save me, maybe I was wrong? And this woman? Ikram’s a weird name, she barely knows me, how could she try to save me? I’m getting more and more afraid of that boss…

At that moment, the door opens and a man enters, very imposing, I could call him a wardrobe, he barely fit in that door, his face was square-like, and had a frozen look, he didn’t look at me, Ikram got away of his path and let him sit on he chair, behind the desk. He takes a brief look at his computer and then looks at Eddie, then looks at me…

Chefe: You’re back Eddie! Where’s the payment?
Eddie: I-I’ts here boss, this girl!
Chefe: Hum, he couldn’t pay, okay, I accept that kid as payment, I can go!
Eddie: Ok boss!

Eddie walks out of the room and closes the door behind him, I keep staring at the door, terrified, then I turn around towards the desk and my eyes meet the boss’ cold stare, I close my eyes and tears start to come out of my eyes, I don’t want to be here, take me away from here, I’m scared!

Ikram approaches and kneels in front of me, takes my hands off my face and whispers at my hear:

Ikram: If you want to live, don’t do that again, I won’t be able to help you if you don’t cooperate…

I shake my head signaling that I understood, I look right in front of me, the boss was still staring at me with those cruel eyes, I fix a target, right behind him, so I would seem to be looking at him! The man stands up and walks on my direction, then stops one meter away from me. I try to contain the tears and look up, he still looks menacing, I try not to deviate my eyes from him…

Chefe: What’s your name?
Ayanami: A-Ayanami…
Chefe: What’s your age?
Ayanami: Eight years old…
Chefe: Eight eh? You’re too young to be prostitute, and I don’t have pedophiles as costumers…
Ikram: Can I suggest something?
Chefe: It better be good, what is it
Ikram: We could use her to clean the prostitute’s rooms!
Chefe: Hum, yeah maybe, and when she becomes old enough, she’ll be a prostitute, I liked the idea!
Ikram: I’m glad to hear that…
Chefe: You’re in charge to show her where she will live for now on, and then, get her to Sonya, she’ll know what to do.
Ikram: Roger that!
Chefe: And send the janitors to the room #432, they need to dispose of the bitch there and clean it all up…
Ikram: Y-Yes boss!

---Chapter 2 END---

[Vladimir]

Keep them coming

[Asymmetric]

Quite violent but a good overall plot continuation. Looking forward to the next chapter.

[Ketsurui]

C'mon guys, say more stuff about the chapters, so I can improve the chapters a bit...

I know you noticed it needs to be "polished", and that makes me happy :p

[Vladimir]

I don't know really, I mean, it's your story...
The only thing that I find weird is that the main character is 8 years old. If I didn't know any better I would say she's 14 years old.

[Asymmetric]

Originally Posted by Ketsurui

C'mon guys, say more stuff about the chapters, so I can improve the chapters a bit...

I know you noticed it needs to be "polished", and that makes me happy :p

The only way I can truly critique your work and offer advice is to see your completed work. Type away and let the ideas flow, organize them the best you can, and then the rest of us can take a look at it and see what can be improved. If we guide you chapter by chapter, then in essence we will be writing your story for you, and I know you dont want that. Therefore, just type away your entire story, submit it and we will give you our best constructive criticism.

[Ketsurui]

---Chapter 3: PG-0001/68---

Well, things didn’t flow like I expected. First of all, I didn’t become a child prostitute, and then… I think that cleaning the rooms when those men are raping some women can’t be a respectable occupation…

I saw lots of things I wish I never had seen, I learned to talk the way they do, it’s sort of a way to protect myself from those bastards that try to besiege me while I’m working, fucking pigs! I wish I could kill them with those damaged hands of mine.

That day, when I saw the boss for the first time, I was scared, really scared, but that wasn’t the most awful thing I seen here. When Ikram took me, we passed through room 432. The door was half-open, and I could see a naked woman lying on the floor, with her head crushed that couldn’t be done with a bullet, those can’t break skulls like that… I think.

I try not to think too much, because I already had too many nightmares, I don’t want to spend sleepless nights anymore, I don’t want to think about what will happen to me in the future… I always feel like crying, but I need to be strong, I can’t show any weakness!

I eventually lived for more than one year inside that den of evil, meeting lots of low-lifes, mobsters, pedophiles, psychopaths and mercenaries. I managed to make some friends though…

February 6th 1992

It’s my 10th birthday, I don’t remember celebrating my 9th birthday… Well, since I was kidnapped one month before my 9th birthday – more or less – but that doesn’t matter now! I told my birthday to Ikram, Eddie and Sonya, like if they would remember it, that doesn’t have much meaning here though, but since I trust them, I really wanted to tell them.

I met Sonya at the same day I met Ikram, she is a small and surprisingly robust woman. I can’t really say she’s pretty either, unlike Ikram, Sonya doesn’t use makeup, but she spends about 10 hours a day at the gym doing muscular exercise and training some sort of martial art. She loved to show off in the corridors, or maybe she was training.

In short, Sonya’s responsible for the security in the facility and has authority over everyone besides Ikram and the boss, she’s the one who gave me this cleaning job, telling me that she couldn’t give me a better without agreement from the boss.

As incredible as it may seem, I never seen the boss again, Ikram told me that he would only leave his office on extreme situations, like the one I seen when I came here for the first time. I think Ikram is the only contact the boss has with the outside world…

Well, at that day, Sonya called me to the gym where she was training…

Ayanami: What do you want? I’ve got work to do!
Sonya: First of all: don’t talk to me like that… and then… sorry…
Ayanami: Sorry for what?
Sonya: For this…

Sonya punches me in the stomach and I fall on the floor, I feel fainting and I don’t remember much after that. I remember hearing Eddie and Ikram’s voices, I was dragged to an unknown place. I had my eyes closed, so I didn’t see where they dragged me actually, or maybe I was dreaming of being dragged, this feeling… it seems so real… how can I distinguish the “reality” from the “dream”?

I wake up from that strange trance, I open my eyes, I’m not in my room, I look around, it’s dark, how did I get here? Why did Sonya do that to me? I try to get up but I can’t, like if some kind of power was preventing me, I try to lift my right arm… I’m tied, what’s going on? I try to scream but no sound would come out of my mouth, I try to break free, but I can’t, I was tightly tied.

Shortly after, I give up struggling, there was no need to waste my strength. Could it be the boss decided to “delete” me? Ah, ah, ah, ah, I’m laughing at my own misery, maybe that’s what I deserve, I also lost hope of getting out here in any other form besides a corpse, at least, I can join my father. That’s not like I’m really interested either, I noticed that I’m becoming more and more like “them”, and I don’t really feel I need my father…

The room’s door opens, I try to see who is coming in, but it’s impossible, I hear footsteps coming in my direction, and a shadow stops right in front of me, someone else turns the light on. In front of me, there’s a tall man wearing a white jacket, I still couldn’t see his face because my eyes weren’t used to the brightness, he starts to observe me and touching me on various parts of my body, I still can’t say anything, they must have given me some drug, the man walks away from me and goes to the door, where he starts talking…

????: Are you sure you want to do it? The product is still experimental, we don’t know what the consequences will be!
Ikram: Yes, those were direct orders from the boss…
????: What’s the kid’s age?
Ikram: She’s ten years old today.
????: Humm, I noticed her walking around and cleaning, do you really wait that much time only to test on her?
Ikram: Well, the experiments on younger ones failed, so…
????: I feel bad for her.
Ikram: I do too, but I can’t disobey the boss!
????: I’ll give her 20cc, giving her more would be too dangerous!

I-Ikram’s here and doesn’t want to help me! I want to scream, I still can't do it, what will they do to me? What was all that about? WHAT THE HELL’S HAPPENING?

My despair was absolute, I wanted to die instead of being submitted to some experiment, but now I know, I can’t trust anyone at that place, like if that would get me anywhere in this situation. I hear footsteps coming closer to the room’s entrance.

Boss: Give her the full dose!
????: Boss? But that can kill her!
Ikram: Yes, the girls with 7 and 8 years old we used for the first experiments became insane after a 10cc dose, and died hours later!
Boss: I know, but this time, I’m sure it will work! I told the scientist to analyze her DNA, and it’s 99% compatible!
Ikram: How did I not know about that?
Boss: Doesn’t matter! Just give her the whole dose, NOW!
????: Y-Yes boss!

The man gets closer again, he looks at me with a guilty face, he approaches my hear and says softly “I’m sorry”, then cleans my right shoulder with some alcohol. He gets a syringe containing a brown-like liquid and injects in on my shoulder, I feel a strange sensation, it wasn’t painful nor itchy, it was a feeling I never had before in my life, I feel like fainting, I close my eyes and hear distant voices coming from the room…

????: Now we’ll wait for it to take effect!
Boss: Well… I’m going back to my office, if there’s news, I want to know ASAP!
Ikram: You’ll stay here, call me via radio if there’s news…
????: Roger! But… I wanted someone to be with me!
Ikram: Don’t be weak! You’re alone in this project! (approaches him and says quietly) No-one told you to create this, take responsibility!
????: Okay! I’ll stay here…

I’m sleeping at last… it’s dark here, I’m cold, can it be I’m dead and this is the last judgment? I have seen so many horrible things those last few months, can it be enough to be sent to Hell? At least, it should be hot there! What am I saying? I don’t want to go to Hell… I never believed much in that anyway, if a God would really exist, he wouldn’t let me suffer so much! I’m staring to be delirious, I have to get it together, I have to find an exit to this darkness, and fast!

[WAKE UP…]

Who’s talking? I can’t see anyone! Who’s there? Answer me!

[OPEN YOU EYES…]

What’s happening? Argh! My arm, it’s burning! The pain is spreading through all my body! I-I think I won’t last much longer…

[YOU WERE CHOSEN…]

Ch-Chosen? By who? For what?

[I GIVE YOU MY POWER…]

What power?... the pain… disappeared, I feel warmth through all my body… I feel… good…

[OPEN YOUR EYES… WAKE UP]

A light blinds me, I slowly open my eyes, I’m still in that room , the man in the coat is sitting in a chair next to my bed, I try to break free again, the belts that were stranding me broke easily, I get up, the man didn’t seem to have noticed me, I stand in front of him, his expression rapidly changes from bored to scared, I punch him in the face, he didn’t dodge, he seemed to be moving in slow motion, I see his face being demolished in front of my fist and his body flying towards a wall of the room, when it touches it, the body is smashed.

I run out of the room, various men and women look at me, some say something, but I couldn’t understand, some of them attacked me, but their movements were slow and I could dodge every attack, one of them fetches a gun and shoots, the bullet was faster than them, but was still really slow, I dodge it without problem, I catch a man and throw him at another, I heard perfectly their screams of pain, I ignored them, I continue to hit everything that shows up in front of me until the corridor was tainted by blood, dark, there wasn’t anyone in one piece on that corridor, they were all dead… besides me!

I suddenly feel very tired, the world didn’t seem to move in slow motion anymore, I look around me and realize what I’ve done, I put my hand on my mouth, like if I was trying not to puke, I start crying, there, in the middle of a lake of blood coming from the bodies of the victims, what happened? How did I manage to do that with my own hands?

The clothes I am wearing are full of blood, the smell is unbearable, I didn’t know blood could stink so much, It’s disgusting, I get up and go to my room, I need other clothes…

I didn’t have anything else to wear besides the janitor’s clothes they gave me, that’s fine, it’s not full of blood, I don’t care for anything else! I get dressed an get out of my room, then go to the armory, I need weapons to force my way out, that or… my own death… in this place.

One person stood in my way, it was Sonya!

Sonya: Ayanami? What are you doing?
Ayanami: I don’t… I don’t know anything since… since you did that…
Sonya: Did what? Weren’t you supposed to be in your room?
Ayanami: Yes… my room… it’s your fault… they… they…
Sonya: What are you talking about? Answer me!
Ayanami: The did something to me… something I can’t control, inside of me…
Sonya: (surprised) They gave you the… PG-0001/68?
Ayanami: W-What’s that?
Sonya: It’s an experimental gene created by a scientist that works here… it never worked…
Ayanami: Let me go through… I’m going away…
Sonya: Wait! Come with me to the infirmary, we’ll check you, we won’t hurt you!

[SHE’S LYING…]

Ayanami: Ugh… who’s there?
Sonya: Are you having hallucinations? I’m the only one here, come with me, I’ll help you…

[SHE’S LYING…]

Ayanami: NO! LET ME THROUGH!
Sonya: You know I can’t do that! The boss would kill me!
Ayanami: Please… I don’t want to hurt anyone else!
Sonya: Believe in me, I would never hurt you… we’re friends, remember? You’re sick, you need treatment!

[KILL HER…]

Ayanami: No… I can’t control myself any longer… get away from me Sonya…
Sonya: If you’re not coming willingly, I’ll have to use force!

[SHE’S AN OBSTACLE! SHE NEEDS TO BE DESTROYED…]

Ayanami: AAAAAAAAARRRGGGGGHHHH!!!

---Chapter 3 END---