Gabriel Becke's Story

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RED RIDING HOOD × WOLF × SHU × ANUKET

xxxx MISSION TASKS
xxxxxx Search and Rescue
xxxxxx Apprehend the Animus

xxxx MISSING PEOPLE
xxxxxx Hansel
xxxxxx GretelANIMUS
xx The Witch | Hansel & Gretel
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xxSugar Constructs

LOCATION
xxIllinois, USA
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Your task is to find the two missing Fabula, Hansel and Gretel. They were dispatched a week ago to take care of the Witch from their original story, but have been MIA for the past four days. Your priority will be locating and rescuing the two members of B3, but if given the opportunity, apprehend the Witch as well. Two teams will be sent out to hasten the job and ensure its success. You will be sent to their last known location, which was a neighborhood around Chicago.


「 MISSION.TWO 」
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XBALANQUE × HUNAHPU × TSUKUYOMI

xxxx MISSION TASKS
xxxxxx Identify and Recruit

xxxx LOCATION
xxxxxx Odawara, JapanFABULA
xx Amaterasu | Shinto Mythology
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xxSuspected Light Manipulation
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There is a suspected Fabula in the city of Odawara, Japan. We have provided you with the exact address, and you will be transported to the nearest library with a B3 portal book. Proceed with caution; the exact nature and extent of his abilities is not known. Once contacted, recruit to B3. If they refuse to become an active member, please convince to at least visit so that we may identify and grade the power properly.


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CHIRON × TEUMESSIAN FOX

xxxx MISSION TASKS
xxxxxx Apprehend the Animus

xxxx LOCATION
xxxxxx New York, USAANIMUS
xx Agrius | Greek Mythology
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An Animus has been spotted around New York City, able to shapeshift into a vulture. A few Fabula managed to capture it in its vulture form, but Agrius managed to escape when it changed back to a man using its super strength. It is suspected of the murder of several people, and there is strong evidence that it is exhibiting the same cannibalistic tendencies as the original character. The subject must be subdued and purged before it can switch hosts again. Due to the strength of its power, we've come to the conclusion it's too late for the person within. You've been given permission to use aggressive -even lethal- force, but only as necessary.


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PETER PAN × TINKERBELL

xxxx MISSION TASKS
xxxxxx Protect and Escort

xxxx LOCATION
xxxxxx Dublin, IrelandFABULA
xx Badb | The Morrígan
xx Macha | The Morrígan
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B3's short on hands, so you will be tasked to escort and take care of the Morrígan sisters here in Dublin. Babd is 7, Macha is 9 and Anand is 7. It's a simple sightseeing tour requested by their adoptive parents. While we'd hire an outside babysitting agency, unfortunately the kids don't have much control over their powers. Not to mention they're prone to mischief. Just relax and have fun while keeping their abilities under wraps here. We'll be nearby if you require assistance.

Whoops my mistake sorry

Elliot wasn't the most thrilled with the prospect of teaming up with two people he had rarely interacted with before and had little to no idea about. He neither entered the headquarters unless absolutely necessary, nor did he partake in much gossip about the other members. As a result perhaps, Elliot was rather uncomfortable around them despite having come from the similar Organisation. It took him a while to adjust to Etheline even with her calming presence, so he stayed mostly at the end of the group, sticking close to his partner as his fingers clasped firmly around his crystal pendant of water. The only bright side to this situation was that the place was relatively deserted, and the other member, Seth, didn't have much of an emotional change he could sense at all. It was a little disturbing how little emotion he shows, but Elliot was thankful for that fact.

The buildings were becoming more and more decrepit as they passed, and as the shouts came from the buildings Elliot couldn't help but wince. It had been a while since he exposed himself to surroundings such as those, and he had almost gotten used the peaceful silence of his room, isolated and away from any semblance of human activity. The conditions they were in right now seems to have affected Etheline too, if his senses tell him anything. The usual calming air she had around her changed slightly, not so much as to make Elliot concerned, but enough that he noticed the change in her mood that occurred.

His crimson eyes flitted from place to place, studying buildings in apparent nonchalance until the silence that grew between the four of them was broken by Seth, addressing both of them in his detached manner as usual. Even if he did try to pick up that man’s emotion, it probably wouldn’t have done much anyway. Seth was like a robot, his words were polite and measured but they weren’t genuine. In short, it was impossible to read him. They had stopped in front of an abandoned candy shop, and as Seth gave his explanation about it Elliot studied it carefully, hardly listening to the rest. It was only when a movement came to his side that his mind snapped to attention.
"Etheli-" His partner sped past them and into the candy shop of her own accord, and despite having tried to reach out and grab her arm Elliot's fingers met with only air. He ought to have noticed the curios and eager buzz of anticipation that she was emitting at that point, but Elliot chose not to take any notice about it, just as the had always tried to ignore the emotions he manages to pick up.

Turning back to the other pair, Elliot offered them an apologetic smile. "I'm very sorry, please excuse me." He really wasn't the most comfortable among the people he wasn't used to yet, and without Etheline being around Elliot was concerned that the relative sense of peace he was feeling at that point of time wouldn't last. Not to mention the fact that he was genuinely worried about her well being should she face the witch in question. He didn't know much of the Hansel and Gretel team, but they weren't able to take down the animagus, which means that it was at a relative level of difficulty to settle. After his quick apology, Elliot hurried in the candy shop after his partner, hoping to find Etheline before she got into any trouble.

LOL mac i took ur writing from oeuvre for here. thank. i am so tried
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「 GABRIEL.BECKE 」
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‘I should have brought a jacket,' was the first thing that ran through Gabriel’s mind as the two teams walked slowly, painfully so, through the neighborhood. However, he ignored his need for warmth to slyly stare at his partner and grimace. Seth had to have known of his predicament for his power allowed him to notice things normal people wouldn’t, and thus let Gabriel freeze to death. ’The damn bastard.’

The road they were walking on was once smooth and darkly colored, but in correlation to how far they walked the quality sank. Pot holes covered the road and buildings were crudely boarded up with plywood and rusty nails - it was pitiful in the most broken of ways.

However, his internal grumbling came to a halt as for the first time in thirty minutes Seth spoke and broke the silence. Gabriel didn’t know wether or not he liked the new change, for he was used to the quiet and he knew that anytime his partner spoke a jab would be thrown; and as always he was right.

"...but he’ll listen to orders,” as if to make a wound even worse he began to pet his head in a very demeaning manner.

Gabriel shook his hand off and glared, “That is if you keep your hands to yourself,” He then looked behind to see if the other members were still listening and added, “And I don’t think we have worked together. I would have remember an odd pair like you two.” The comment was not meant to be offensive, but Gabriel had a penchant for making what he thought to be harmless statements into insults.

“Gabriel?”he shook his head in confusion as he hadn’t been listening to what Seth had said prior, but the unheard question was soon answered as Ethel pushed past the three of them and barged into the building. Elliot apologized for his partner’s behavior before racing in after her. Gabriel could do nothing but raise an eyebrow and let his facial expression speak for itself.

“Are they new?” He directed his question to Seth but didn’t wait for his response as he too followed the pair inside.

Stale air and thick dust greeted him upon arrival and it took pure force of will not to cough violently. As such he settled for a light clearing of his throat and rapid blinking of his eyes.

The place was a dump and all Gabriel wanted to do was get the mission over with so he could return home and [/i]sleep[/i] until the world needed him once more. However, the chance of that happening was less than ten percent, and so he didn’t get his hopes up too high.

“I”ll start looking around then,” he said and so gestured his head toward Seth as a sign to follow him. “You guys can follow or split up, your choice.” The moment he said that Gabriel began walking in an unknown direction.

The building was large, vast even, and the tacky pink wallpaper of the store seemed to brighten it’s rather eerie disposition. Gabriel assumed the place had once been a candy store for there were old candy boxes on shelves and gum ball machines still full lined every other aisle.

Everything was to be in perfect order and it intrigued him how organized everything was.

It was perhaps that very fact that helped Gabriel notice something out of place. Bread crumbs lined the floor, and he would have dismissed that fact if it hadn’t been for his earlier realization.

“Seth, what do you think?” despite not having talked to his partner before hand, Gabriel had faith in him that he would understand the meaning behind his question.

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「 GABRIEL.BECKE 」
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Gabriel was tired and more than anything he just wanted to kill the damn witch and call it a day. He dreamt of being home under his bed covers and sleeping until the dawn of the new year. However, such dreams were never meant to be which only left him with the cold reality - literally.

It was easy to tune out the mindless deductions from his partner, but it was considerably harder to ignore his presence when said man opened the door and let the cold air rush in. Gabriel tightened his jaw, and rolled his eyes in annoyance but didn’t give anymore signs of his state of cold.

For such a tall man, one would think he’d always be warm.

"Any place you think would make sense for a Witch to turn into her gingerbread house?” Seth picked up a candy wrapper and began to read the labels while directing the question at the Egyptian pair. It could have been for him, but it begged the question why his partner would ask something he already knew the answer to. Knowing Seth’s dislike for inefficiency it was counter intuitive to everything Gabriel thought he knew.

Seeing his partner sit down Gabriel moved to the door frame and leaned against it, “If I were a witch where would I hide a ginger bread house.” He thought for a moment and when the light bulb turned on he nodded his head in appreciation. “Probably the woods. Desolate, dead, and somewhere deep in the heart of everything. After all, that’s where the original story is set.”

It was a guess, but a guess nonetheless and hopefully it would spark some sort of genius into his partner to make the god awful mission end already. Normally Gabriel’s attitude toward his life as an animus was neutral - as he’d come to terms with the responsibility, but when plucked right from sleep to travel to America his opinion was hardly positive.

“Unless they have another idea,” Gabriel looked behind himself to see if the other pair was nearby and listening or off wandering on their own. He wouldn’t put it past Ethel to do so seeing as to how she practically stormed inside the candy shop, and like a puppy her partner would follow.

They seemed to harmonize with each other in a way that was opposite of how Gabriel and Seth worked. From what he could gather in the hour he’s spent with her, he knows that she possesses a certain kind of fearlessness. A fiery intent to be her best, and yet she can sooth a racing heart with her presence. It was odd, and Gabriel wasn’t sure if he enjoyed the feeling of being at peace for fear instilled a permeant protection instinct that’s saved his ass more than once.

Elliot however is calm even without his partner. Gabriel knew beforehand that the boy could control water, but he always associated the element with turmoil. The crashing of waves against rocks or the slow drowning of people who can’t swim. Water, to Gabriel at least, was not a peaceful element and as such despite Elliot having done nothing wrong he would like to keep his distance.

His judgement could be completely wrong however, as it has been many times before.

"Hmmm."

Etheline laced her fingers together and stretched her arms out above her head as she contemplated the question posed to her. A series of audible pops and cracks would be heard as she lolled her head from one side to the other, hair falling into her face. After this short display, Etheline began to peer at the others curiously.

As Gabriel spoke, she kept attentive, following his movements across the room and nodding in agreement with his suggestion to look in the woods. The longer they spent together, Etheline too became aware of how polarizing the two pairs were. However much she disliked to visualize the metaphor, she supposed there really was more than one way to skin a cat.

"I would have to say that I agree with Gabriel, if only because it seems like the only lead we've turned up here. It's a little cliche," she wrinkled her nose at this, as if to display her distaste, "But it makes sense, right? Maybe the Witch is operating under the pretense that we would assume that would be the last place she would go. Curious."

She had to begun to ramble now, excited by how what she considered to be a 'case' was unfolding. After a moment of silence, her face decorated with a look of concentration, she chuckled slightly aloud and visibly shrugged her shoulders.

"Yeah, I got nothin' else. Forest it is! When do we go? Also where is it? If it's far, maybe we should break for something to eat first, can't solve a mystery on an empty stomach!"

She slung the backpack off of her back and began to unzip it, oblivious now to the others and focused on the prospect of feeding them all.

I forget.

"Are they...?" Elliot ran his fingers lightly over the frozen substance, cringing slightly at the prospect of what it could mean for the missing team. The tale of Hansel and Gretel was a popular one, told to him while he was younger. Though it seemed far fetched with the circumstances of the modern day, with some of the cases he had seen this wasn't going to be the most unusual one. The sweet scent was attacking his sense of smell with the myriad of treats covering the ground, almost nauseating. Huffing through his mouth quietly so he wouldn't have to choke on that smell, Elliot just managed to catch Seth's question when the man opened the door.

Gabriel made his answer then, cheerfully supported by Etheline. Elliot simply shrugged at the question, choosing to keep his silence. Personally, he didn't feel like that was very likely. An animus clever enough to know what the fabula team was planning and intercept their sneak Attack wouldn't be going to somewhere that obvious where anyone could find her. Besides, he doubted the presence of heavy woods where people haven't already exploited or made into a nature reserve.

Then again, he wasn't one to talk. Considering Seth's powers, he probably knew the answer already. This was only a sort of test for them, and regardless of his answer it wasn't going to make such a large impact. Yet, he didn't want to appear disagreeable either. "How many forests are there in Chicago?" He asked, his tone polite and questioning. It neither sounded that he was denying their idea nor supporting it. Elliot really didn't like taking a stand on matters.

He looked apologetically once again at the other pair as Etheline cheerfully spoke and immediately started unpacking. The vibes the other group gave off were so much more subdued then what he was used to, and if he was completely honest Gabriel intimidated him slightly. He didn't get into arguments with people all of the time, but a few times was enough to cause him to watch out for angry looking people just in case. Seth was like a whitewashed wall in comparison, and neither of them gave him much confidence in how he was going to get through this Mission. How troublesome. Yet even as he thought so, Elliot's fingers tapped out a rhythm at the side of his legs, the eagerness of Etheline already influencing his emotions.

「 GABRIEL.BECKE 」

Gabriel absolutely loathed car rides - especially if a certain white-haired idiot was driving.

They were boring and tedious, and being confined in a small space with people he didn’t know nor cared for was irritating at best. Yet, despite his dislike Gabriel would willingly follow his partner if it meant a job well done — albiet begrudgingly.

“I’m driving,” Gabriel left no room for the others to reply and let his selfishness show on his face. He would not allow his partner to drive, and knew that if any of the other two were to take control he’d have to sit in the back with his legs cramped and an annoyed Seth next to him. For almost an hour.

Torture at its finest really.

Minutes passed by and as they stood out in the cold — “Why couldn’t we wait inside?” — his dislike for Seth only grew. The man was ice not only in disposition but in heart as well, and so naturally thrived in the climate.

The soft sound of an engine humming perked Gabriel’s nonexistent dog ears up. A generic looking man pulled up next to the road, and promptly opened the door to greet the two teams with a less than amused face. Gabriel could not blame him though, for if he had to stay out in the cold while some hooligans took his car to go to a factory where a dangerous witch awaited he would be less than pleased too.

“Don’t dent it, and make sure it comes back in one piece,” a look at Seth and the others he quickly added, “Please.”

A slight nod of the head, and Gabriel was all but running into the driver’s seat. He looked for the seat warmer and was relieved to see that it was already on, and despite it still being a little bit chilly with the windows open he was glad not to be suffering anymore.

The others piled in, and with a salute that meant good-bye Gabriel slowly turned the car around and followed the road that lead them out of the dumpster town. The electronic map on his phone, given to him by HQ, had the location of the warehouse and the estimated time of arrival showed a lengthy time of 55 minutes.

He made no move for the car radio (hating the music of modern days artists), and already used to the silence he and Seth sat comfortably in. It was only after years of working together that they had come to the point where conversation could be said through looks alone.

However, it only occurred to him as an after thought that perhaps the other team was not as amicable to silence and so did the best thing he could.

“So, how long have you two been together?” not at all realizing what he had said, and the implication behind it.

gomen

Etheline was about to inform Elliot that there were at least three different forests that she knew of in Chicago alone as she riled through her pack before Seth placed a hand on her shoulder and stopped her. She took note of how gentle he was then and reminded herself to thank him for it later.

She listened attentively as he explained the factory's location to them, as well as the Witch's behavior. She smiled sweetly at him, as his demeanor and attention to detail reminded her of one hat-wearing, pipe-smoking detective she used to read about when she just a bit younger. If only she could remember the character's name. It turned out, however, that she wouldn't have time to rack her brain for an answer as she and the others were prompted with the question of who was going to drive.

She meant to speak up then, having had her license for a while, but the suddenness of the question stalled her and so Gabriel was able to claim his place upon the throne that was the driver's seat. From there, they all seemed to be willingly herded into a vehicle and took off. It was silent for the most part, which didn't come as a surprise to Ethel. Elliot always soft-spoken, and the other two seemed like they thrived in the silence of each other.

After a bit, Etheline found herself humming softly as she watched the white lines on the side of the road pass by as they drove. Her head was tilted against the window and her hands were held in her lap when Gabriel broke the silence.

How long had they been together? The implication went over Etheline's head, and she let out an inquisitive noise as she began to rile through her thoughts. She was looking up and to the left as she visualized their first meeting, and after sighting contently, she spoke to answer.

"It hasn't been as long as it feels." she said, smiling first at Elliot, then at Gabriel in the rear-view mirror.

"Elliot is a very kind man and a good partner. Sometimes I believe that he thinks too much, but I have enjoyed our time working together very much. I hope to say the same about the two of you when this is all over."

She paused then, giving Elliot a chance to add anything if he wanted to, and rested her head against the window once more.

I never learn from my mistakes don't kill me.

Annoyance. That emotion was quite obviously radiating off Gabriel's form, mostly directed at his partner and the cold. Elliot considered the idea of giving Gabriel his heavy overcoat as he subconsciously moved closer to Etheline, wondering how those two managed to work together if Gabriel harboured that much dislike toward the other man. There was rarely any conflict between Etheline and him in the period they worked together, mostly due to Etheline’s calm vibe and how that influences his own emotions on a large scale.

Gabriel volunteered to drive then, without giving them a chance to answer. It didn't matter much to Elliot anyway, seeing that he had no driver's licence due to his general reluctance in going anywhere at all. He only left for the missions, and that was as far as his participation in the outside world went. The borrowing of the car went rather smoothly, and soon Elliot found himself next to Seth as they drove in silence.

The drive was going to take long according to the electronic map Gabriel was referring to, so Elliot made as much of the situation as he could. Shifting as far away from the other as he could manage, Elliot tried to relax, resting the back of his head against the seat. He meant no offense to Seth as he did so of course, but Elliot wasn’t used to being around anyone other than his brother and occasionally Etheline when they had to go on missions together.

It always took him quite a while to get used to the presence of two new ones, despite having heard of them before at the headquarters once or twice. Though Elliot would rather sit next to Etheline if possible, he was thankful that he wasn’t situated next to Gabriel. The stress of keeping himself from being distracted by the man’s feelings would probably keep him tense for the entire trip.

They had just passed car number 32 when Gabriel broke the silence that had settled upon them.

How long? Elliot understood the implied meaning immediately, knowing far too well how that comment could cause awkward atmospheres once it is delivered. However, Etheline didn't seem too bothered by the comment or appeared to notice it at all. Elliot tilted his head at Gabriel and raised an eyebrow, but simply dismissed it as a mistake on his part as Etheline answered the question.

"Mm." Elliot nodded quietly, giving Etheline a small smile at the compliment. He rarely spoke to add anything, but it always made him grateful that his partner always remembered to give him a chance for his input anyway. Most just ignored him after a while, seeing that he didn't speak often at all, and Elliot wasn’t sure if he preferred it that way or not. Regardless, he settled down into his seat again, though he kept his attention on Gabriel just in case he makes a remark.

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Seth’s face maintained its half-smile the entire wait for the car, giving nothing away. Upon its arrival, he politely thanked the man and sent a quick message to headquarters that they were en route to the suspected location. It was clear to him that Elliot wasn’t comfortable in close proximity to him, but he made no move to ease his mood. The drive was to be a lengthy one, and Seth hated being confined in small spaces. He didn't have time to grow concerned about others at the moment. If this were just a private mission between him and Gabriel, he would’ve kept the windows open, but he rolled them up himself once he’d adjusted.

It surprised him when it was their driver that broke the silence. This was Gabriel, right? It brought a hint of genuine amusement to his trademark smile at how he’d phrased the question. In a way, it was still very much the partner he’d grown up with. Still as awkward as ever.

“Sounds like a match made in heaven.” Whether his phrasing was intentional or not, it was most likely a subtle jab at Gabe’s social ineptitude. Lavender eyes briefly met his in the rearview as he continued to speak. “It’s fortunate you two have a good working sense and relationship. Most only have one or neither. Others are simply inseparable for one reason or other, whether they like it or not. Gabriel and I are something of that sort. Kusare en.” The Japanese crafted the perfect word for his relationship with his partner. He really couldn't think of anyone else who he shared the same kind of link with.

He took one of the sandwiches that Etheline had brought out of her bag at some point in the drive and unwrapped it roughly halfway. Leaning forward, he handed it to the Wolf. “Around how much longer until we arrive, Gabriel?”

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「 GABRIEL.BECKE 」


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He hummed in appreciation toward Etheline and her partner before quietly looking at Seth. Talk of partnership reminded him of how much Seth annoyed him, and yet seemed to complete him in a way he didn't know was possible. His white hair was blinding and his face had not moved from its usual state of apathy, but still - Gabriel would not change his partner for the world. It surprised him however to hear Seth say something along that sentiment as well for it wasn’t often he would do such a thing.

A small smile could be seen on Gabriel's face, but other than that there were no outward signs of recognition to the praise Seth had just said. ‘Kusare en,’ he thought, ‘I like it.’

The peaceful silence that had fallen over them was interrupted by the sound of someone unwrapping a sandwich and asking the dubious, “are we there yet,” question. With a soft sounding snort Gabriel leaned forward and took a bite of the food in front of him; after all it was quite unsafe to eat and drive at the same time.

“Two more minutes, I think you can handle that,” he stated and licked his mouth clean of crumbs before taking another large bite and almost eating the plastic. Seth always said he had a big mouth - Gabriel just didn’t think of it literally until now.

The minutes ticked by and finally a large concrete building appeared before their eyes. Gabriel couldn’t help but give a nod of approval at how much it looked liked he imagined it would. The building itself looked worn down from decades of usage - however, it retained enough liveliness that Gabriel assumed production would still be on going.

He parked in front of what he assumed was the building, but did not get out or turn off the car immediately. They needed a plan of action, and he was not about to do it while in the freezing cold. Gabriel looked at the half eaten sandwich that was still held awkwardly in Seth’s hands and quietly grabbed it before he could make a comment. Food was food, and Etheline sure could make a good sandwich. However, it might just be his lack of cooking skills that had dulled his senses into thinking anything was a culinary masterpiece.

“So, what next. Do we walk in and hope or -,”he trailed off his sentence hoping someone would finish.


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