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Prologue #000
All characters including military, government representatives and other related officials are entirely fictional. All similarity to anyone- living or dead- is purely fictional.This story is loosely adapted from the manga and animated series Gunslinger Girl
ASSOCIATION OF HUMANITARIAN AID AND RENEWAL FOR WOMEN
DATA FILEALL INFORMATION FOUND IN THIS FILE IS CONFIDENTIAL AND CAN ONLY BE READ WITH THE PERMISSION OF THE ORIGINAL OWNER
Original Name- Takahara Mitsuki
Name (as of 18th June 2005)- Keera
Registration Number- #134
Age (at the start of 2005)- 10
Date of Birth and Hometown- 1994/6/10, Hokkaido
Parents/Siblings (if any)- Deceased
Rank- Puppet
Weapon(s)- Titanium and Steel Alloy Retractable Nails (6cm)
Completion of puppet date- 13th June 2005Master- Ningyoka Kazuma (19)
A tall male in his late teens walked down the hallway of the hotel, his emerald green eyes flicking back and forth as they searched for a particular hotel suite. He was dressed casually, in a long sleeved black turtleneck and matching pants underneath a long coat that went to his knees.
His companion was a young girl dressed simply as well, her buttoned up coat covered most of her body, only showing the hem of her skirt. Her dark hair was covered by the coat’s hood, just revealing two short bangs tied with purple ribbon. Her eyes were fixed on the male’s back as they continued to walk down the hallway.
The cleaning lady smiled at the handsome young man as she explained the directions to hotel suite #013-40. As they thanked her and went up the stairs, she could not help but admire how lovely the siblings looked, an older brother and a younger sister. Little did she know what the ‘lovely siblings’ were about to do.
“… This is it, Keera-chan. Prepare yourself.”
The young man pressed the doorbell of hotel suite #013-40. Scuffling sounds were heard as he waited patiently. A muffled cry of help was heard through the wooden doors, but was quickly stifled. A second later, the door opened a fraction to reveal a middle aged man who looked like he had not shaved for a couple of months. He took a long drag of the cigarette that was between his fingers as he peered at the party of two that stood in front of him.
“ Yeah? What do you want, kid?” His tone was harsh, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. His eyes flicked to the girl who was nodding as she stared at the hotel door.
“… We are at the correct place, Kazuma. The hostage, Nagami Julia is inside this room.”
“ Hey! What are you talking about, girlie?”
The young man smiled benignly as he looked at the man, hardly flinching.
“ You are… one of Klaus’s men? Kidnapped the ambassador’s daughter, right? Your boss asked for a ransom of 5 million yen in return for her safety. The police have been notified of this, and I am here to bring Nagami Julia back to safety.”
The man grinned, revealing several broken teeth. In a flash, he pushed the young man- Kazuma- away and whipped out an AK-47 assault rifle, pointing it directly at Kazuma’s head. The cigarette fell on the floor as his fingers curled around the trigger.
“… I don’t know how you found out, seeing as you don’t look like a police officer. But get ready to say your prayers, pretty boy…”
His sentence ended with a slight gasp. A second later, his head fell on the floor with a sickening thump and his beheaded body collapsing next to it. The body was still twitching with spasms as the girl kicked it aside on her way into the suite; her 6cm nails stained red with blood. At the same time, her hood fell back.
Keera’s eyes were cold as she surveyed her surroundings. Four men, looking like the clones of the one she had just beheaded were standing in a half ring, their rifles pointed at her. Behind them, she could see a child, who looked no older than six cowering in a corner, her hands bound with rope and blindfolded.. One of the men, who looked like the leader of the group, stared at her almost disbelievingly. He had worked with the yakuza for most of his working life, but Klaus had never seen a kid murder a full-grown man.
“ What’s a kid doing here…? Don’t tell me she was the one who…”
His eyes drifted to the open door, where the severed head could be seen before going back to the sharp nails on the girl’s hand. To him, she looked like a normal girl on her way to school, if not for the fact that she had peculiar ears. They looked like slightly curved triangular pieces of metal, with circuitry running through it.
Cold sweat gathered around his head as he noticed her stance. Quickly, he snapped his fingers, the cue to attack.
A barrage of bullets flew from all directions, hitting right on their target. Bullet holes decorated her coat and small trails of blood all over her legs. She staggered, trying to balance herself. Klaus took a step forward and grabbed a fistful of her hair.
“ The kid’s dead. Go dump her body somewhere- ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
His men gasped in fear and shock as the supposedly dead girl dug her nails into his stomach, blood spurting out. Ramming a fist into his face, she broke free of his slackened grip and dodged the bullets from the frenzied men’s rifles. Slicing off their heads, she pushed their shaking bodies onto the carpeted floor. Klaus was alive, but barely. He shook with fear as she approached him; her nails red with his men’s blood.
“ Keera-chan, that is enough. You are in enough trouble, and you still want to finish him off?”
“… I’m sorry, Kazuma. But that cigarette man was about to kill you and I am not supposed to let my Master die. I won’t lose control again, I promise.”
“ Stay here and wait. I have to inform the Association that the mission is accomplished. Also, Julia’s parents are waiting for her in the hotel lobby. I’ll be back in a minute.”
Klaus could dimly see the young man carrying the hostage and walking out the room. As the footsteps died away, he realized the girl was staring at him. Her sharp talons had disappeared, making her look more human than before. He tried to speak normally, but his voice came out in a croak. Blood came out of his mouth as he gave a weak smirk.
“ You’re a strange girl. I thought no one could kill me and my men, but you finished us in less than an hour…”
He could catch sight of the girl’s surprised expression before his eyes turned glassy, his vision black. Quietly, the girl used a bloody hand to close his eyes.
“ I’m not a girl anymore, Klaus-san. I am a puppet for the Association of Humanitarian and Renewal for Women. We help the government exterminate the underworld. My name is Keera, registration number #134.”
To be continued in the next chapter, #001
A/n- here is the new revised Puppet Frenzy. I have shortened the name and edited some of the chapters, but nothing major was changed. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Read and review if you please!
