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Genesis Epilogue: Turning Point's
Topic Started: Jan 5 2015, 11:33 AM (394 Views)
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Elizabeth stood on the edge of the cruise ship as it approached the dock. Her instructions were to meet her handlers here in 2 days time on Las Arcadas and turn over the fruits she had acquired, as well as herself. It was a daunting and honestly scary proposition, however try as she might her programming was air tight, and she could not resist the mission forced into her head. Still she was a pragmatic and intelligent woman; she had confidence that she would find a way out of her entrapment. After the ship arrived at the dock she made her way to the Neon North Gambling District. There were practically hundreds of hotels and Casino’s here and at night all the neon light lit up just like a santamas tree. There were reservations already made for her to stay at a hotel, so all she needed to do was check into her room and relax. Walking up t the hotel clerk with her bags she gave them her information and waited or her to finish processing the details.

So is this your first time in Las Arcadas Miss Truffle?” The woman at the counter asked in a curiously happy tone. The woman was petite and short, having neon blue hair a shade to match her blue lipstick and aqua colored eyes. Elizabeth smiled politely and gave a small chuckle.

No, I’ve been here a few times before for business meetings and such, this time however I’ve hoping to just relax without having to work to much~” She responded courteously. The woman smiled in response and handed her the key to her room.

There ya go~ Room 1769; I hope you enjoy your stay and thank you for your patronage!” She exclaimed in an excited sounding tone. Elizabeth bowed politely and made her way t her room. It had been a long trip, in 2 days time her future would be unknown, and she might never see her kingdom or her friends again. It was a distressing thought, and the more she pondered her questionable fate the more her head began to throb. In order to alleviate her headache she lay down and decided to take a rest. Slipping into her pajama’s she turned out the light, made she the doors and windows were locked, and slipped under the covers. The bed was soft and inviting, she found despite her tension sleep came easy. Her dreams were lucid and vivid. A myriad of faces she didn’t recognize talking around her as if she were there, and speaking in a language she didn’t seem to understand. Finally after what felt like days of this dream she awoke. Sitting up in bed suddenly she found on the table beside her bed was a small folded card, one which wasn’t there before. She looked at the doors and windows, all the locks and deadbolts were still I’m place, there was no sign of disturbances, and both fruits were in the room. She picked up the card and read it aloud. On it was but a single word, a name.

Laharl…” Elizabeth said aloud curiously out of reflex. Suddenly behind her appeared a cloaked figure. It was short and their face was obscured by a heavy cloak, Elizabeth reflexively got into a fighting stance and held her hand out. She scanned the individual quickly. Whoever it was they were female, and human.

Please do not be alarmed, I work with the same organization that your mission was given by.” The figure said in a soft tone, Elizabeth could feel she was not being deceitful. She lowered her glowing hand, the crater of magma receding. The figure let out a soft sigh of relief and grabbed the lunchbox.

Something has happened; I shall explain once we arrive, I’ll use my abilities to transport us both there. The mistress would like to speak to you personally regarding your performance on Flint Island.” The figure said as he pulled out of his cloak a small tone dial and set it on the counter, it began to softly repeat the word ‘Laharl’ The woman put her hand on Elizabeth’s shoulder and hey both vanished. When Elizabeth’s vision cleared they were inside a sealed room, one without windows or doors. Inside was a table and 2 chairs, a den den intercom was positioned in the center, as well as another tone dial that was repeating the phrase Laharl as before. Elizabeth extended her senses outward and was shocked to find out where they were.

This is… the bottom of the ocean. Where are we, this is nowhere near Las Arcadas.” She questions raping her knuckles against the steel walls and listening to the echo. Laharl checked a machine in the corner which was pumping out breathable air.

My apologies, I needed to get us to a safe location, this is a panic room of sorts, accessible only by my abilities. The Mistress will speak to you here regarding your actions and your future; I shall take these fruit back to our base of operations and return once your business is concluded.” The woman stated as she took the lunchbox containing the fruits and vanished into the air. The den den clicked to life and it would seem that her chat with the leader was about to begin. Elizabeth took a seat and let out a calm sigh.

Hello Elizabeth, we have much to discuss, you and I.” Came a voice from the other side.
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Elizabeth listened carefully to the woman on the other ends words. Her tone was, off, it had a slight mechanical hum to it, as if it were an artificial reconstruction. Was the leader of the organization some sort of cyborg? Perhaps but she’d wait to make assumptions until after their conversation. No matter what happened she had a losing hand here. There was no way she could escape from this room, as a devil fruit user the sea just outside these sealed walls would kill her even if she could breech its walls. She was clearly at a disadvantage here, and it looks like this room was chosen in part for that reason.

Yes I suppose we do, since you know all about me already I suppose there’s no need for me to introduce myself, to whom am I speaking?” Elizabeth responded in a calm practiced tone. She needed information, an edge, anything she could use to her advantage and try to level the playing field. Whoever this person on the other end was, if there were even a person, had far too much control in this situation.

"I apologize but I cannot reveal such informational at this time, no doubt you already knew that, else there would have been no need for me to go to such lengths to protect my anonymity. First let me start by apologizing. For both the method of recruiting your talents, as well as having to have put you in such a situation just to speak with me.

That is little solace for me I am afraid, I do not like being used as a puppet.

I understand however given the situation I had no other choice. You see I have the power of foresight; to me the future and the past are as vivid as the conversation we are having now. There were none in my organization that could have completed this mission to such an extent that you have. The actions you have performed for me have ensured the security of this world.

Forgive me if I do not share your sentiment but I do not feel that murder benefits anyone in the long run.

Miss Elizabeth we both know that is untrue. While you are highly opposed to using force, preferring to use diplomacy instead, your travels thus far have revealed much to you. The world is not so cut and dry, and at times to protect those closest to yourself you are fully prepared to make the hard decisions. That is why I needed you for this task. You posses compassion, intelligence, prudence, wit, and a judge of character and skill I’ve rarely seen. If I had come to you up front with the request you would have turned it down on the spot for the details, and even if you had agreed your knowledge would have caused hesitation, this would have cost even more lives. You may find my approach deplorable; in fact you may be right. However to prevent a further travesty from befalling this world, I am willing to be labeled the monster of this tale.

Elizabeth paused a moment, she was unable to sense if there was true in these words with her ability, but even without it she was a good enough judge of a person’s earnestness. She could tell from her tone that she truly meant her words. She was willing to entertain this conversation for at least a bit longer.

Suppose I believe you, suppose I understand that your actions were for the greater good. Then what? You wish to brainwash me or remodel me into your full time puppet?

… Normally that would be the approach; we’d simply have you function as sleeper agent of sorts, much in the same way your mission was awoken under a specific set of circumstances that is how you would operate. Your purpose cannot be divined if you are not even aware of it. However I do not wish that of you. I have seen your future, and how your actions will affect this world. If you continue on your current path your efforts ultimately amount to nothing. You seek to bring peace by connecting the world; you wish to eliminate crime by building bridges and helping people understand one another. It is a noble and pure path, if not a foolish one. I know that you yourself have begun to suspect the futility of your efforts. For every bridge you build 2 more are burnt. This world has become far too corrupted. Those at the top do not wish to change the world for the better; they seek only to maintain the status quo. They are content to sacrifice 10 to save 100. However they are ignorant of the grudge left by those 10, a grudge that gathers and builds until it bares its fangs against the world, and then they are forced to once again sacrifice 10 to save 100. Those who rule this world, the Gorosei, the Yonku, the sea knights, the warlords, they have all fallen into this perpetual cycle. Always seeking freedom and yet none of them are even aware of how they have enslaved themselves. My goal, my organizations goal, is to change this world. My methods however harsh are necessary; using my ability which I have perfected over 80 years shall divine the true path to peace. The fruit you acquired is one part of my plan; the others will be coming to fruition soon. Elizabeth, I ask you to join me, when the time comes your heart will be necessary to help sway the world onwards the correct path.

Elizabeth remained silent, how had she known. For awhile now she had begun to harbor feelings of hesitation in her quest. She had told no one, confided in no one, that her faith had been faltering. And yet without having even met her she seemed to be capable of seeing into her most intimate thoughts so clearly. Could she really see the past and future so clearly? If so was she truly willing to use this gift to benefit the world, or was she simply spoon feeding her what she wanted to hear?

That is a most compelling tale; however I do not see how I can believe you. You obviously have the technology to alter memories and emotions, how can I be sure that you speak the truth, that my mind has not already been altered? How can I even be sure this conversation is actually happening and is not in its entirety an elaborate fabrication?

It is unfortunately but I cannot prove one way or the other. I shall simply leave it to your discretion. I know however you will turn to my thinking as I have foreseen it. To prove my prowess I shall simply let you go. Once you return to Las Arcadas you will meet with two individuals pretending to be your handlers, you will turn over to them the package and leave. I will not be having your memories altered; you shall remember this conversation in its entirety. However before you decide to tell anyone or dedicate yourself to opposing us I ask you wait 2 days. In two day time there will be an announcement by the government. They will be initiating a program to switch the minds of high ranking Marines into the bodies of notorious criminals using the Opi Opi no mi’s power. Their hope is to use these Marines in the bodies of super criminals around the world as a safeguard against an upcoming war with the Yonku Bright Eye’s. When this announcement is made you shall see for yourself my ability is genuine. Will you give your word you shall wait at least as long before you decide?

Elizabeth pondered the woman’s words, if she were really to simply be set free then isn’t that too big a risk? For an organization that depends so much on secrecy to leave a loose end. If it were her she would simply ensure nothing could be tied back to her. At the very least she could confirm her body was unchanged.

Very well, I give you my word that I shall wait to give you my decision.” Elizabeth stated calmly. She had come this far, she had little to lose at this point; in her current situation she had no leverage. If she were being let go on the condition she keep this one simple promise then she could only gain from this situation.
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"Sylphy, Zeph, I want the two of you to do a very important mission for me. We've gotten wind of a devil fruit drop from a rival organization of ours. I want you both to go in, kill the group intended to receive these fruits and take their places. Now go!"



"I can't believe that worked!" Said an enthusiastic individual as he began taking off his own blood-soaked clothes.

"Oh my god! Have some decency! Go get naked somewhere else!" Retorted a much smaller but very fashionable woman.

"But we need to take their clothes and wear them as disguises I thought?"

"No, we needed to kill them and then take their place. There was no talk of changing out of my fabulous attire into some bloody rags! I refuse!"

"Come on, Sylphy, Rage gave us this job because he trusts us! Besides, there's hardly any blood on their clothes. Look!"

"Oh my god! Go! Go away! Don't you come near me with that goddamn... Aaaargh!"

"Hold. Still... Stop! Owww! Why did you bite me!!!! You have fucking 4 inch teeth and you bit me!"

"Bwish Oar fult" Replied the half-dressed woman with a mouth full of her partner's right hand. "Beshides, *Swallow* it'll grow back."

"DON'T YOU THINK THE DROP WILL BE SUSPICIOUS IF I APPROACH WITH A GODDAMN MISSING HAND?!?"

"If they get suspicious we can just kill them."

"Sylph, this is the woman who took down Tyra's gang nearly solo!"

"Yeah, so?"

There was a long pause as the large male Sea-sponge fishman rubbed his forehead with his left hand.

"You're a pain in the ass sometimes, you know that right?"

"I'm always a pain in the ass. Your girlfriend thinks so too *winkyface*

"You're the least cute little sister in the world!"

"You're the big brother with the worst fashion sense in the world!"




As Elizabeth approached the designated drop site she'd find two extremely shady looking fishmen wearing tattered suits covered in random assortments of bloodstains. One was a woman who was clearly wearing an extremely expensive Fiore brand outfit underneath the ratty suit. She was only about 4 feet tall but she was clearly an adult woman from her physique. Her features were more fishy.

The brother, Zeph, was a hulking monstrosity. His body seemed to be comprised of any number of budding micro-structures that looked as if they were growing in at all the wrong angles. This resulted in his figure resembling a rather deformed golem of sorts comprised of calcium deposits.

They were both smiling. The girl had extremely large teeth. It seemed her jaw could unhinge upon closer inspection. The large one was missing most of his right hand but it seemed to be growing back somehow. They were both sweating bullets as the act they were putting on had become extremely forced.
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Thank you Elizabeth, with that, our business is concluded; Laharl will take you back to your room and give you the package. I look forward to working with you to create a better future.” With that the den den died down and Elizabeth was left alone in her room. Laharl appeared a few moments later. Elizabeth had her senses attuned to the maximum but even in her deceptor form she couldn’t see his arrival. It was like he teleported in out of nowhere. In his hands she had the same metal box she had turned over to him. Inside she could sense were two identical fruits. They felt exactly the same as the ones she had acquired on Flint Island.

In 2 days time you will meet ‘our’ agents. The ones who were originally arranged to catch the drop have already been targeted and killed by members of the fishman mafia. You are to simply hand over these artificial fruits and leave.” Laharl said as she handed Elizabeth the box. Elizabeth made a discomforted face at the new two lives had been lost.

My apologies. While I may not agree with whatever you organizations goals are I regret the loss of any life just the same.” Elizabeth said with a sincere bow. Laharl held up his hand to stop her apologetic display. After all it was entirely unnecessary, even if they hadn’t sent 3rd party minor pirates in their place as decoys they would have just sent an expendable clone with no useful knowledge implanted.

There is no need to grieve. We saw that the fish man mafia was snooping into our affairs. Rather than outright destroy them and risk exposing ourselves we felt it was best lure them into a false sense of security. By hiring minor pirates to act as couriers through a third party and ‘leaking’ information about the drop the fish man mafia will falsely believe themselves to have acquired a big tip making them think they have an advantage over us in information security. Not only that when our ‘agents’ are easily overwhelmed they’ll think we have little to no capable operatives. Perhaps given our ultimate goal of erasing crime is discrepancy between people this is not the best analogy but the greatest trick the devil ever played was convincing the world he didn’t exist. This way if need be we can continue to lead them astray by releasing false leaks and letting them follow the wrong trail.” Laharl calmly explained.

I see, but isn’t that also a bit dangerous? The will discover the fruits are fake eventually when one of them attempts to eat it and acquires no ability.” Elizabeth pointed out the seemingly obvious flaw in their plan.

The fish man mafia would never have one of their members consume the fruit, they’d likely use them as a bargaining chip or just keep it in the stockpile they are attempting to form, and they value their ties to the ocean far too much to give it up. If one of them does consume it then they will suffer the curse of a false devil. We’ve genetically engineered these fakes to possess a brain affecting virus. When the affected person is submerged in water, or if exposed to sea stone or supreme salt their mind will react in such a way that paralyzes their body like a devil fruit user does through implanted memories. Basically they will have the disadvantages of a devil fruit user but none of the powers, in that case when they cannot use their ability it would be chalked up to them simply being to incompetent to access them.” Laharl explained, though he skillfully avoided the other aspect of the fruit, which they also cause the consumer to become a carrier for a type of virus that causes sterility in fish/merfolk.

I see, a most ingenious tactic, this way no fault could be tied back to you. It would seem you have thought of everything. Very well, take me back.” Elizabeth stated plainly. Laharl moved towards her but hesitated. He might never get another chance to speak his mind here.

At the risk of currying your ire I must say it. I am against this. You know far too much, everyone here ha sacrificed decades of their life to see the masters plans come to fruition, and to risk it all on the whims of a single person, one whom with but a single uttered word could end all our hard work and plunge this world into chaos. I would not that that chance. I trust the master’s foresight, but that does not clear up my suspicion of your intentions. If you do anything to hurt our family, I shall pursue you to the ends of the earth itself!” Laharl said with an uncharacteristically aggressive loud voice. Elizabeth was a bit taken aback but heard the sincerity of his words; she truly believed this cause, in truth if their positions were reversed she wouldn’t take any chances either.

I agree, you have every right to be apprehensive, and it is true I may yet still expose you, however I gave my word, and you can believe me when I say I will keep it. If the time comes when you do decide to pursue me I will welcome the challenge~” Elizabeth replied in a chipper sweet voice. Laharl dropped his aggressive stance and laughed. It was true; she was incredibly honest and tactful.

Hahaha to think people like you still exist naturally, perhaps you were meant to be part of our group after all. Very well, we shall return now.” She said as she placed a hand on Elizabeth’s shoulder and warped them both out. They arrived in Elizabeth’s room where a tone dial was still repeating his name. She picked up the tone dial and switched it off. Waving to Elizabeth she prepared to depart.

If you decide to give us a chance after two days, merely speak my name and I shall appear.” She said before vanishing again. Such a curious ability, she was obviously an ability user of some kind, who could apparently appear instantly at any location that word was mentioned aloud. Elizabeth set the metal box down and lay back in her bed. She had 2 days to ponder these revelations, and then she would drop off the fruits and find out if the woman’s words were honest.

2 days later…

After taking a brief vacation visiting local business and setting up some potential future merchant routes and contracts it was finally time for her to meet those two false agents. She threw on a thick mottled cloak that obscured her face and made her way towards the Savage South district where she was to meet them. As she was passing through the Neon North district there was a sudden overhead announcement on the public broadcast den den system. Elizabeth perked up and listened intently to what was said.

This is Fleet Admiral Panikku. We are sorry to interrupt your daily lives but there is important news that must be heard. To all World Government affiliated islands, you may have heard the news about Bright Eyes laying claim to islands outside of the New World and causing chaos and devastation in his wake. Currently he is heading to Neptunia our scouts at sea have told us. I am here to inform you that you have no need to worry. We have enacted plans to stop him and bring the yonkou to justice once and for all. The World Government will be going to war with all our might and even introducing a new program that may scare a few of you at first. Using the powers of the Ope Ope no mi, we have managed to take some of our most loyal marines and transplant them into the bodies of super criminals of impel down. We will provide a list of them to you as their identities become available. If you see walking down your street a name on the list of a former criminal, do not worry as it is only a marine doing his job to protect you.

Elizabeth stopped dead in her tracks. It was exactly as the woman said, did she have access to the deepest depths of Marine and government confidential information, or perhaps was she as psychic as she claimed to be. Either way her words had come true, leaving much for Elizabeth to ponder. Pushing those thoughts aside for the moment she quickly made her way into the Savage South District. There she found the two agents at the meeting spot. They were… terribly conspicuous. IT took practically every Nerve in her body not to call the two of them out on how obviously they were fakes. Her visage was hidden quite well, as a result she was able to slip in past them both fairy easily, they never suspected that the hunched cloaked figure would be Elizabeth, she swiftly passed them y while subtly pushing the metal box into their hands and walking past them as if nothing happened, they would be privy to a few brief words however.

Our business is concluded, do not contact me again for such matter or there shall be severe repercussions.” She stated as she turned a corner and simply vanished. Taken as it were if she mistook them for the agents she was to meet up with then they might be able to incur that she was at odd with their rival organization, and as such they could possibly exploit the supposed rift between them in the future. After all Elizabeth held a significant amount of authority and sway with the Marines and the public by now, she would be far more useful to them as an ally rather than an enemy. Or they might be so dense they didn’t even catch that from her words. Either way Elizabeth made her way back to her hotel and checked out, booking a passage on the first ship she could back to her home. She wanted to meet with her crew and she had much to discuss with both them and the Marines regarding this switcher program and exactly which super criminal Marine agent would be stationed in her home.
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