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Evolution Lost	By : Xeo123 Category: +M through R > Parasite Eve Views: 1387 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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     The troubled Jedi stuck in the confines of a NYPD car that was being driven away from another troubled person. Daniel wasn’t the one that is troubled from traumatic events that unfolded at Carnegie Hall but his partner was, Aya Brea. Daniel sighs as he brushed of the blood from the reporter he just sucker punch and yelled at while starting up the car. Aya, still worried from the events that happened, kept looking towards the burned up opera house with a sense of dread and uncertainty. The car starts moving away from the center of chaos and confusion from the onlookers as Daniel started to get a reaction out of her. She still was looking outside not caring about anything else, not the people on the streets, not the cars getting cut off by Daniel’s mark car, not by anything but she only cared about what happen moments ago. Her memory at Carnegie Hall was interrupted by Daniel’s consider and questioning voice as he wanted to know what happen to Aya.

   “Aya, you ok?” Daniel said while seeing her slowly turning towards him for any kind of answer. She nodded slightly while not expressing any kind of emotion. Daniel took that as an answer while continuing. “That was really something that happened back there...I can’t even put my finger on how something like that could happen. I’m not even going to point out terrorists to do something on that magnitude.”

   Aya turned and responded, “Yes…” while she thought of the dead bodies that her date might have been one of them. “…Oh, but my date…” Daniel look at her with a sense of relief that he was about to tell her.

   “Heard from a cop that your boyfriend ran outta there like a wuss!” Daniel turned and started to laugh; even though, he was trying his best not to be harsh the troubled detective. Daniel kept laughing a bit longer while avoiding a near side collision from another car as he gunned under a red light. He stopped after he notice he nearly got him and Aya into the hospital while Aya has been thought enough for one night by his standards. Daniel got back to the conversation about Aya’s date by recalling what happen to him. “From all I know he was trying to contact his daddy about what is happening and wanted a ride out. Basically he fled for his life and ran away with his tail tucked between his legs. I can take a hint that your date didn’t go well, ahem…” he said as Aya could understand that a man of that character and with ties to his dad to get them good seats would be a selfish person; however, she had to explain why she had to go out with him.

   “It's not like that! I had him escort me 'cuz he kept pestering me for a date. He couldn’t get the fact that I didn’t really cared but I felt like I should get out and see how he was. Even if you kept telling that my detective work could use a bit of a break now and then. Plus you keep asking me about getting out more just to see more people.” Aya said trying to justify her motives at Daniel’s personal views of her lifestyle. Her mood about the date slowly started to bubble to the surface for the fact that her mind was on other things then something personal about her social life. Daniel could see it in her eyes even thought his eyes should be on the road like any honest driver but any NYPD could know the streets of Manhattan like the back of their hand, even the traffic. He could feel his words starting to turn against him but knew that Aya had been a workaholic in the early years that he and she were together. A brother and sister relationship they formed together on the NYPD force. The point was shown to Aya yet Daniel couldn’t understand one thing.

   “Yeah, but of all places...the opera?! There's a story! Ha!

So why the opera, huh? Is that the "in" thing right now?” Daniel said to Aya trying to look for an honest answer. He kept cutting around corners and evading red lights while he was waiting for his partner’s answer. Aya thought clearly about the question yet still wonders why she ever wanted to go to the opera.

   “I just saw an ad in the paper…” she said while feeling uncertain. It was only yesterday that she was getting nagged by her former date about going out with him and was going through the newspaper for events. The ad she found felt like the best place for her and her date to go out; even thought, she never really cared for the opera. Her mind just accepted the fact that it was the best place to go for some reason, which she kept explaining to Daniel. “…I dunno…it just caught my eye…” Aya said while aiming for more concrete evidences of why she went to the opera, but she couldn’t back up her claims; however, it didn’t take long for Daniel to stop her train of thought.

   “Don't tell me you were onto this case?! Haha...so you finally got some cop instinct in ya, huh?” he said while trying to get a reaction out of her. Daniel could tell in Aya’s eyes that she wanted to know what happen as much as he wants to, even if Aya’s “detective instincts” was able to find the newspaper ad. He kept cruising in his mark vehicle over the city speed limits, which always tested his driving skills, yet kept waiting for Aya to react back to his compliment. She didn’t look at Daniel or even said anything to him about her natural talents for her job; however, Daniel’s compliment made Aya think about her in ways only she could try to piece together. She mumbles some words as her eyes closed from the stress and exhaustion that happen tonight while Daniel could take a hint that he wasn’t getting an answer back from her. Starting to fall to sleep she at least thought of something else to say while nothing to do with what happen to her at Carnegie Hall.

   “Daniel...shouldn't you be with your son? It's Christmas Eve...” Aya said while her body started to relax on the passenger side door and her head up against the window. The lights from the city life could be felt past her eye lids while was alerted to Daniel’s voice.

   “He knows his dad's a cop... My boy understands...” he said to Aya while she was started to fall to sleep. Daniel kept thinking about seeing his only son on this night if Carnegie Hall hadn’t exploded into a fire bomb with people dying all around. He tries not to think about his family issues and goes back into what happen down in Mid-Town. “…Anyway, to change the subject... I heard things from people who were there... but this is one hell of an incident, huh?!...” Daniel kept saying out loud to Aya while still making blind lane changes and cutting people off in traffic, but nothing was said back. He turned for a brief moment to see that she was dead tired and knew that he should stop asking her questions about tonight, as if he had turn into that annoying reporter he punched awhile ago. “...Hey, Aya...You asleep? Oh well... Don't blame ya...after what you've been through tonight...” Daniel said while making sure that she is asleep by talking out loud.

   The car Daniel and Aya were in kept driving pass intersections and bottlenecked traffic from the effects of Carnegie Hall. It didn’t take long for Daniel to finally get to Aya’s apartment. The car pulls over while making the car hit the curb, which is from the tunnel vision from driving so fast that his adrenaline couldn’t make him park his car neatly. Once the engine settled down and the noise from the car was silenced Aya’s senses started to come back. She could see her home out the window while Daniel looked at her to see if she was already having a dream. “Home sweet home, Aya”, he said waiting for Aya to wake up. She slowly gets up from the car window and looks towards Daniel’s face.

   “Thanks, Daniel,” she said while opening the car door and grabbing her side arm to bring in.

   “Hey!” Daniel said to Aya as she turns around. “…I know you went through a hard night. Get your sleep. If I knew any better that you might have a morning that is gonna be chaotic once you get back to the precinct.” Aya nodded with agreement to Daniel’s statement. She already knows that this event is going to have her up against the press by the morning and could feel the pressure.

   “If anything Daniel our fearless leader, Baker is going to throw me into the press.” she said while not trying to think about dealing with the press.

   “I’ll ask Baker about letting you come in later and…” Daniel said while Aya cut him off.

   “No…no. I can handle it. Just called me in case if I over sleep,” she said while Daniel sighs at her.

   “Just don’t push yourself into a world of hurt. I don’t want you to come crawling towards me the morning you have to deal with the press and Baker while saying to me ‘Oh Danny…I need to get some shut eye…I made a grave mistake of not getting enough sleep and’…” Daniel kept saying in a kid like tone while he could see Aya giving him a cold look. “Okay okay…I’ll call you. Get your sleep!”

   “I will…and thank you,” Aya said and waved off while the car’s engine started back up and Daniel drove away. The door to her apartment had some steps followed up another flight of steps up until the 3rd floor. She walked up and unlocked the first door and got inside the building. She went up to her own door and unlocked that door as she wanted inside her own apartment. Locking the door behind her she put her keys on her key holder and took a moment to gather herself. She looks blanking at the floor and the walls to understand what happen tonight now that Daniel and anyone else wouldn’t nag her to questions that she didn’t knew the answer for.



   Aya’s apartment had a mixture of different cultures that represent herself. The kitchen and dining area is mostly made up of solid white color with some western appliances like a microwave, a conventional oven, two sinks, a refrigerator, magnetic knife holder, food processor, toaster, a cutting board, and places to store utensils. The floor for the kitchen area is made up of tiles of blue and white colors mixed in together for easy clean up. The table for dining in was only a few feet away from the kitchen area with only two seats for a guest to come over. It was white in color with some light colored wood being exposed at its sides. Away from the kitchen area was the living room where Aya started to walk towards after taking over her shoes and putting them on a side mat. The living was set up to have an oriental style with only a few items that were not oriental to begin with. A little table was set in the middle with some books and a TV guide that was made of glass. The couch was beige in color with little space underneath. There was no carpet in the living room because to let the oriental side of her show in this room. The TV and stand for the set was up against one of apartment walls that were on the other side of the living room from the couch. It had some VHS tapes of some recorded TV shows that Aya missed because of her work life while the rest were about Japan’s history and life style. After walking passed the living room she looks at the time. “2:35am…what am I going to do about later on today?” she said to herself while her eyes started looking towards the bathroom. Knowing she has to get some rest for the rough road ahead she starts to run a shower to ease her stress out before going to sleep.

   The bathroom had a sink, toilet, and bath tub with a shower head. The color of the room was all white and tiled up like most average bathrooms. The bathroom started to steam up as she forces the blinds on her windows to block anyone from peeping in, even at this hour. She slips out of her black dress and lays it on her couch knowing she has to get it dry clean from what she has been through. The shower was warm and soothing as soon as she walked into the jet stream of water massaging her skin. The dirt on her body and even the pain with in her body started to go away as the heat from the water cleanses her. She massages her body with soap to get any hard grit or grime off of her feet and legs while creasing the rest of her body. Even cleaning herself didn’t make her any less worried about the events that happen that night. She turned off the shower and dried herself off with a towel while looking in the mirror. Aya felt the events of Carnegie Hall were still echoing within her. She looked away and started to walk towards the glass table in the living room where the newspaper page with the ad was showing. She took the ad and ripped it out of the page while getting a pen she wrote in big letters “Must be clean”. The message was a self reminder about the dress and she put the message on the dress. Leaving the living room, with her side arm in her hands, she goes into the last room of her apartment, her bed room.

   The bed room had carpeting all around with a closet of her cloths of different sorts. The carpet was white and it matched her bed sheets, covers, and pillows. A little dresser stand was near her bed with an alarm clock and lamp. The dresser also had extra clips of ammo for her gun if she ever had to jump right into a hostile situation without the help of her police department to back her up. She put her gun near the clock while she drops her towel and gets under the covers. Feeling the will to understand what happen she tried to fall asleep but couldn’t. Her body didn’t feel like shutting down at the moment. Aya’s mind started to recap what happen at Carnegie Hall; however, something else she thought of made her go into her dresser draws. She pulled out a picture that had she went she was only six years old with two other people in the picture.

   “Mother…” Aya said softly to herself while she puts one of her hands up against the other person while pulling her hand down. Her mother was on the right side of the picture while Aya was in the middle, which only had one other person that looked similar to her on the left. A feeling of sadness once again started to fill her mind and heart as she muter out her name, “…sister…Maya.” Aya could feel her eyes started to water up but tried very hard not to give into her emotions of sadness while she felt something misplaced. Then Aya started to recall what happen at Carnegie Hall on that night.

   The event started in her mind back in the opera room. The seats were filled and the overture was started even as Aya and her date started to walk towards their seats. The acting began with a tragedy play of love and lost. One of the main actors dress in a mid evil era outfit in black and dark pink tunic speaks in lines. “Father, please give me permission to marry Eva.” The man walks towards his father in the play who is in a dark purple tunic with a gold and red painted scepter. The king, because of the time era, spoke to the prince. “I FORBID IT! You know well what will happen if you do! Those who succumb to her beauty ALL die in horrible ways!” the actor said while the prince of the play started to argue with the king. “You don't understand! SHE is the one that has suffered after the deaths.” The king, who was about to call his guard on his son, the prince said from his lines, “She is EVIL! Guard! Grab HER! And burn her at the stake!” The play then had the prince starting to throw his life away for the main actress while saying his lines. “Father! If you are sentencing her to death...then I ask you take my life along with hers...” the prince said while Eva, the actress walked over to him.

   “Edward…” the actress said to the actor playing as the prince. A moment paused as she started to sing her voice lines; however, the opera started to take a turn for the worst and began the events that lead to Carnegie Hall becoming an inferno. Aya’s point of view saw the actors on stage started to burst into flames, as if it was a nightmare becoming real or Hell started to claim its victims early. The people in their seats started to make a run for the doors but the closes once towards the stage started to catch on fire as well. Soon everyone started to burst into flame all around Aya while others were running for the nearest exits. Even those who were on the upper seating floors started to dive onto the lower levels of the opera room while people were being killed off by the strange event of people bursting into flames. One of them nearly took her out if it wasn’t for her fast reactions and training to be a detective. While people were running of the blazing opera room she un-holster her beretta and took off the safety. Her date was struck with awe he couldn’t understand what was going on. He only hopes that he wasn’t next.

   “Jesus!! I...don't wanna...! Oh my God...!! I... I...” he said while Aya just kept her sights on the actress.

   “Go! Get outta here!! NOW!!” she said while give him a hit from her shoulder to know that she means it. He falls over and started to run out the door while Aya just look at the actress. At first she didn’t even know if the event that she just witness mess with her vision but as soon as she got on the stage she saw the actress levitating from her will alone. Without hesitating she pointed her gun at the floating actress. “Freeze! NYPD!” Aya said to her while she just glared back.

   “Hmph...You're the only one who seems to be fine...” the actress said to Aya.

   “What?”

   “You should be awakening soon...” she said while giving her a cold chill down Aya’s spine with her cryptic words.

   “Wha... What are you talking about?!” Aya said back at her.

   “Listen... Your cells are trying to communicate... They're...calling out...” the floating actress said while her sinister stare started to show hostility towards Aya. Her body then started to have little shimmering balls of green and aqua glowing colors around the actress’s body. “Hahaha…allow me to demonstrate!” she said to Aya while the shimmering objects started to coalesce into her hand and made a very bright light of those colors. The light then turn into a beam of energy that Aya dodge and counter attacked by firing a round at the actress, striking her in her left shoulder. The actress looks at the wound and figures out why Aya wasn’t a burnt corpse. “...Just as I thought...” she said while Aya looked at her with the thought of putting another round into her; however, something made her hold back from firing her gun again.

   “What's happening...? My body! ...It's...! It's getting hot!!” Aya said to her while she was trying to resist the pain of becoming on fire. She knew it had to do with the actress for some odd reason; however, she was able to resist it. Instead of becoming a piece of burnt meat she felt something else within her. Aya didn’t have time to think about what is going on for too much as happen already. “What... is this? What did you DO TO ME?!” Aya screamed out at the actress while the floating woman just smiled and readied herself another charge from her hand. Aya knew that she had to get answers, even if it meant shooting the only person that knows what is going on; however, as a cop of NYPD her suspect is resisting arrest and she had the right to defend herself. The woman started throwing another beam of energy while Aya kept dodging and returning fire. Half of her clip was used up even thought her shots missed her until another round landed in her chest area. The actress didn’t feel the pain but just looked at her with an emotionless face.

   “Our bodies are communicating with each other...” the actress said to Aya while still being in one place and emotionless.

   “...WHAT? Communicating what? What do you want?!” Aya said while her gun is pointed at her heart and not at her head. She couldn’t take her life now that so much has happen and questions that Aya need answering.

   “The more you use that power, the more you will become like...me...”

   “Power...? What power?! Who ARE you...?!” Aya demanded at the actress.

   “…Eve…”

   “Eve…?” Aya said while her gun slowly aim down from the self named female called Eve.

   “I'm surprised you don't know me, Aya... You should know me well...” Eve said to her while she started to smile. Aya felt her smile with similar warmth that she knew from someone else long ago and it freaked her out.

   “What?” Aya said while the feeling of being freaked out started to get into her head. All of a sudden her mind was then struck with a vision. She was seeing a room that looked like an operating room in a hospital. It was hard to make out but someone was on one of the tables. It looked like a little girl with blonde hair in a patient gown. It happened in a short amount of time but as soon as her senses came back Eve laugh at her and rushed out of the stage in the back room. “W…wait! Where are you going?! I'm not through with you yet!” Aya said while hot on Eve’s trail. Aya’s point of view had her following Eve to a section behind the stage where a hole was just made. She looked down into the hole that she knew Eve made just moments ago while saying to herself, “...I know she's down there.” She checks her beretta before going in when a familiar sound echo in the background. “Sounds like my backup arrived.” Knowing NYPD can handle whatever is happening outside of Carnegie Hall, Aya jumps in the hole. As she lands on the floor below she spotted something in the distance, a girl with blonde hair. Aya looked at her and then asked her, “...Are you alone? It's dangerous here...You should go...NYPD is just outside from this building and they would help you if you can’t find your parents…” The little girl just looked at her while giving her a blank stare at her face; however, her silence was broken when she cough and started to run away from Aya. Her body then went into the darkness and she vanished. “That girl...! It couldn't be...” she thought to herself as she knew her from somewhere before.

   Aya ran to where the little girl disappeared through a double door. It leads her to a hallway where the actors and actresses would ready themselves before going on stage including keeping extra probs. She started running down the hallway until she felt hear something natural, but with a person flying off the ground she couldn’t take a chance. She throws back the hammer of her berretta and turns around. See was looking at a rat. Aya just sighs and started to head to the other side of the hallway until the sounds of the rat started to feel unnatural. Once again Aya turns around to see the rat now growing in sizes and changing. The mouth of the rat’s flesh started to peel off with this teeth and facial structure exposed. Its flesh under the eyes started to fall or hang off from its body while orange slime came out of it tear ducks. The feet of the rat and tail became bloody red while the tail split into three other ends. Aya just looked at it while it snarled at her. It started moving towards her and letting out some fire from its tail. The fire then became a fireball and was shot out at her. The fireball then split into three little ones from the whole yet Aya could dodge pass them with ease and let out five shots at the rat. Her ammo was able to put it down and its flesh started to turn into an orange gel as it melted away. The bullets she made also pierced in the wall nearby. Aya walked more down the hallway while saying to herself, “Jesus! Did "Eve" do that to the rat...?! What is going on HERE?!” Aya walked to the other side the hallway and enter one of the rooms that had a burnt body lying on the ground. She checks it to see if the victim was still alive but it was too late; however, she found a key on the dead body titled “Theater Key”. Not knowing if the rooms on this floor were locked she checked the nearest door after she left the room. One of the doors was locked but the key worked to unlock it. The room was meant for someone important for acting. Aya looked around and found a book with certain dates and a journal written including the name of the actress who started all this death. She then found another key titled “Rehearse Room”. She then takes the key and gets out the room and heads left towards the double doors. The key unlocked the doors and she heads in to hear tunes from a piano and someone playing it. Aya runs over and see that Eve was playing it without floating. Aya points her gun right at Eve and waits for her to notice her. She kept playing on the piano without a care in the world if a gun was pointed at her temple.

   “I'm...Melissa...I'm...NO...! I'm...I...I am... I...am... "Eve"...!” the woman said out loud while Aya doesn’t know what to call her; however, she knows that Eve made her feel different on the inside. Eve then looked at Aya with a twisted grin knowing that the name she had before is not a part of her anymore. “Nucleic domination has finally come to an end once and for all.” All of a sudden the soft piano tunes ended with an abrupt crashing sound. The hands of Eve started to change as well as the rest of her body. Her dress was still intact yet her body’s skin color turns pale as if she was dead. Her eyes also turn green and spotted. Her hair stayed brown but had become four pointed hard ends extending away from her head and body. Her back then had some blue grayish wing like shapes as her lower body only exposed a crescent like shape under her dress. She laughs cheerfully once her change was done right in front of Aya while looking back down at her. “Once again...the day for the mitochondria to be free has finally arrived!!” Eve said while advance towards Aya for another fight. Aya move around the room while Eve was trying a more devastating energy beam attack from both hands. The energy of yellowish green colors started to shoot out from Eve’s hands while Aya dodges them and tries to get her shots to count. Aya then remembers she moved in very close to Eve and put three rounds into her lower body and Eve could feel it. The crimson she devil stops attacking Aya and heals her wounds up. As she is Eve talks to Aya again. “Looks like you still need sometime, girl...until your mitochondria is completely FREE...”

   “Mitochondria? What're you saying?! I don't understand you!” Aya said while she started to feel her body getting hot and then her mind having another vision. It was the same one she had before. “...What? Where is this? Is that...? Is that the little girl I saw...? No, it's...” Aya was saying to herself in the vision while the feeling of sadness she had before was even recalling these events started to flood her mind again; however, another person was including in this vision. It was a doctor whom she can’t remember. Her body then started to cool off while her vision became clear again, but only to find the room empty without Eve in it. “Mitochondria... to be free?...Where'd she go...?” she said while looking for Eve. More questions she had coming into her head that were still unanswered, yet she did find another hole near the destroyed piano. Like before she checks her gun and clip of ammo that she left in it. She jumps into the hole and ends up in a dark watery place, the sewer system under Carnegie Hall. Aya’s feet and ankles could feel the water and its cold temperature sending sharp pin pricks on her nerves. She kept moving on not knowing what could be down here or worst…what Eve might have changed into her own twisted image. Aya could hear more of the rats she encounter before and some other weird sounds that she never heard before; however, she ran into a familiar face. “You're the little girl I saw at the theater...! Are you lost...?!” she said to the little blonde haired girl but she ran away again and just like before despaired into the darkness. “Little girl…wait!” Aya said while running towards the nearly invisible girl. Aya open a gate that the little girl was running for and she wasn’t on the other side; however, something else was. Aya was seeing an over grown toad looking right back at her. It was big with a long tongue and three mutated toes. It was spotted with green and dark yellow on it skin and the tongue was dark green. The tongue was sent at Aya while she moves out of the way and took a shot at the toad. Her aim put a bullet to come out of one eye and out the other, instantly killing it. Aya then presses on down another long and dark corridor until she ran into a dead end. One of the tunnels had bars blocking her pathway but she found a switch to move the bars away. Once she pushes the switch she found Eve at the end of the other side of the corridor. Eve didn’t move while she could see Aya from afar. Aya kept running towards her until she was in the best range for her handgun. Eve turns at Aya’s face and gives her another cold stare.

   “Hahaha...Aya's ready to take me on just be herself. Well, even if did have more people with you, they'd just burn, right?! Everyone else...but you...you are...” she said to Aya but didn’t want to give too much away while acting very cryptic towards Aya.

   “Tell me, Eve...! Why...? Why me? Why am I the only one...?” Aya yelled at Eve wanting to know.

   “You'll find out. Eventually...Even if you don't understand...don't worry, your mitochondria will...They've always known... I'm going to give you some time...some time to think and some time to evolve...And the day shall arrive when you will...awaken...” Eve spoke while started to hover away from Aya. Aya still pointing the gun at her is struggling about what she just said. Aya wasn’t focusing on what Eve was doing and she got away but becoming the orange slime like gel like substance the rat melted into from some time ago. Eve slipped past away while leaving behind something else for Aya to deal with. It came out of the water and let out a roar. It was scaly and larger than Eve herself. It had no eyes and only had four teeth but it didn’t make the monster a less of a threat towards Aya. A mutated crocodile was standing before her and Aya had to kill this before she was taken down by it. The monster had fire coming out of its mouth that nearly got Aya a couple of times while its tail kept sending strong wind currents that could cut the walls of the corridor that Aya was fighting in. running low on ammo, Aya had to find away to kill this beast. She thought about how creatures with tails have it to balance their weight and for a crocodile of this size she could use that against it. The croc made another swing at her with its tail but Aya dodge it with ease and took a shot at it. The monster’s tail cut off its mobility and Aya took this chance to walk right up to it and put her last shot into the brain of the croc.



   The monster goes down without making a sound other than its body crashing into the water and the floor of the sewer. As it was melting and Aya started to walk away from a lost chance of getting Eve she thought to herself, “...When "I" will awaken...? Just tell me what you want, Eve.” Aya started her ascent back up to the main floor of Carnegie Hall and thought about using a side door to get out avoiding anyone other than NYPD; however, she was nailed by a nagging reporter. The reporter then was punched out by Daniel as Aya thanked him before. The last thing Aya recall about that night was seeing many NYPD units and cars there, yet one of them drove off with an officer and a man in the back of one of their units.

   Aya’s mind came back to her bedroom and her picture of her late family. Maya, she thought of was the little girl running around Carnegie Hall and in her visions too. She thought it was too much to think about while trying to understand what Eve said to her. Even now, Aya couldn’t answer most of the questions other than that she had something to combat against Eve. The more she thought about it the more she felt the urge to sleep. “…If only I knew what Eve knew. And if only I knew why I’m seeing my sister then despair right in front of me…and…and” she said while losing her train of thought and slept away while holding on to her family’s picture. Aya didn’t dream nor had any other visions while resting.

   Hours past by as the night life for her went away. Soon the sun came up and the warmth of it was felt all over Aya’s body. She woke up thinking that her body was having another moment of feeling hot from within. She looks towards the sun and just sighs knowing she hasn’t gone crazy or was having a nightmare. Looking at the clock she had about two hours until she was officially on duty. Aya ignore the fact that something had to be done and maybe her friends and Daniel at the 17th precinct would have any clues to aid her in her search for Eve. Getting out of the covers she heads towards the shower to clean up, which last a few minutes. Once out of the shower she puts on the simplest of cloths on, a t-shirt that is tight and white, jeans that is dark navy in color and doesn’t need a belt. She has some breakfast in her kitchen still walking bare footed while trying to find in the yellow pages the nearest dry cleaning place for her black dress. She found one within a few blocks away and in one hour it would be open. After having her fill for the day she started having a glass of milk while seeing that her answering machine had messages on it. Hitting the play button she lessens in on what is recorded.

   “Hey. Aya…it’s me. The guy you saved from the fiery death at Carnegie Hall. I’m sorry for leaving your side and helping you out in any way and if you want to have another chance in going out with me I would be…” Aya skips that message while still drinking her milk.

   “Aya. It’s Daniel. I tried to call you but you didn’t answer. Just wanting to see if you were still out of it from last night…” Aya stopped drinking and thought to herself if she overslept to even answer his phone call. “…but its okay if you don’t answer back. I can understand. Anyways I’m home now and midnight crew gave me a message that I could pass up to you. The message is that they didn’t find anything remotely chemical or human made at Carnegie Hall. Baker also needs to speak with you ASAP and they found someone snooping around the crime scene. I talked to Baker about letting you sleep in a bit later but I know you too well. You want to find the answers don’t ya.”

   The message kept playing while Aya said to herself “You know me too well Dan…too well.” The message continues where Aya talked to herself.

   “…And if I was wrong well Baker gave me shit and nothing in return so you have to be here away. I just hope you got enough sleep and not stayed up all night.” The machine ends while Aya finishes up her glass of milk. She puts the glass down the sink while going back into the bedroom for socks to put on and finds something to keep her warm from the winter weather, a leather black jacket. She didn’t feel like buttoning up while getting her Beretta and extra clips with her. She gets the black dress and gets her leather black boots on before heading out. Aya gets her keys and locks up behind her as he heads down and out of the apartment building. Her car was only 20 feet away from her doorstep. The car doors were unlocked as soon as she turned the key and sat down. Starting up the engine Aya pulls out and heads down towards the drive cleaning place. Without wasting time she finds the nearest employee and tells that it needs to be clean. Aya got back into her car and started bee lining for the 17th precinct too see what has happen in the last hours and what Baker wants out of Aya. Driving within the speed limits, other than her partner’s driving habits, she thought of something the answering machine said before. “They found someone snooping around the crime scene. I guess with all the chaos happening that night I didn’t think they would be arresting anyone that was stupid enough to walk into that place…not with all those dead bodies. I wonder if…” she said to herself but not out loud while she remember a cop car pulling away from Carnegie Hall that had someone in the back. “…could he be the person. Maybe he knows something.”
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