Panama by HH1945

So this is the thing I was itching on it..... 

So it here begins....

HardcoreHenry1945(Inner Monologue): I was here in a site called Cyborg Central, where fans of the long dead Gunslinger Girl still thrived even Mister Yu Aida had finished the story long time ago. Here it is, creating a post that no one will reply but the views are higher than I knew back then....


P.S: This is an preview draft of my first AU fan-story of GSG. Not an official one. Now based on movie-style scripts (plus inner monologues!) coming straight from Max Payne 3 itself. This story features Triela. Obviously.... 


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*An alarm ringing above the drunken/sleepy head of Triela...* 


*A echo of the room door's banging loudly outside of her room...* 


Souls Welfare Army militia member #1: [in Colombian accent] Mira esta habitacíon! Mira esta habitacion! 


Souls Welfare Army militia member #2: *kicks the door* No hay nadie aqui. 


Souls Welfare Army militia member #1: Mira la otra habitacíon! 


Souls Welfare Army militia member #2: Entedido 


(The voice of the two SWA militia member outside of her room had woken up Triela from an five-shot of whiskey back in her "hey-day" hours ago. She quickly sat up in her bed and putting down her feet while she puts her right hand over her face in order to resist the hangover perion she was experiencing. She then silently stood, wobbily walking and stopped near to the door of the room, while she was drawing her Glock 18C out of her holster while she tried to resist the hangover period in her) 


Triela(Inner Monologue): I was here in the stank and dark of the lower decks of the Italian FM yacht. Passed out from those five-glasses of whiskey that Victor Hilshire's brother, Frederic Hilshire, gave me while I was doing nothing above that lower deck. I was suddenly woke up and thinking I was in Spain right now. The voices outside seemed familiar of the accent they spurting out. I was wrong. I was still here in the Panama Canal and had passed-out 'cause I was drunk. Now trying to look of what-the-hell-happened outside of this very room... 


(Triela then proceed to open the door silently and tries to peek out to look something in the hallway. Until she went back from cover after seeing the SWA militia member, armed with P-90TR, went to the other room and kicked it down hard to see any people inside of it. Another SWA militia member came late to him and instead just observe outside of what his comrade doing inside of the room.) 


(Triela was in now in battle position. Except, she is still resisting the headache of her hangover period.) 


SWA militia member #1: Noy hay nada aquí ensta sala! 


SWA militia member #2: Mira la otra habitacíon. Encuentra esa perra de la agencia! 


(In a quick move, Triela then moves out of her cover and fired her Glock 18C to the head of the SWA militia member. His comrade inside of the room had rushed outside and quickly spotted Triela's position.)


SWA militia member #1: (Going out from the room) Está la perra de la agencia! (Then fired his P-90TR to Triela's position before she neutralized him by her full-auto Glock 18C pistol) 


(After that, Triela then moves out from her covered position. Only to puke her whiskey out of her stomach.) 


Triela(inner monologue): What a fuckin' bad day now! 


(Triela then slowly walked through the kitchen area of the lower decks of the yacht. Before she was spotted by other Souls Welfare Army militia member coming out from cover, aiming his Taurus Model 608 to her chest.) 


SWA milita member: Hijo da puta! 


Triela(whispering): Not today! (Then fired her Glock 18C to his chest. Felling down to the floor like an ragdoll.) 


Triela(inner monologue): O'h boy, that was good trip I was experiencing here in Panama. Why would Victor Hilshire forced me to join this trip with his right-wing/full-time mercenary Frederic Hilshire. Who forced me to drink five glasses of whiskey during the day the Colombian right-wing militia had came-out of nowhere and suddenly hijacked this cyborg-guarded yacht? I was now confused of that context already... 


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And that's the preview. I'll think these draft before I published it fully ok? 


Feel free to comment  


-HardcoreHenry1945

It certainly action packed, right from the get-go. I wonder however, those who may not understand Spanish might be at a loss concerning the comments the enemy had made.