Chase

== W-here am I? ==
This is a small project of mine, Greg#7777. I'm basically writing down the journey of Kelly through the Gray Zone as she attempts to catch the impossible prey Nadja "Schützerin Mädel" Müller. The style will be crude and inconsistent but there will be a lot of attempts at comedy and gangsona cameos, so I hope whoever ends up reading that shall have at least a bit of fun.
All cameos are consensual and agreed on before any writing happens, though details are left up to me.
If you want to write something similar or feel a bit of inspiration for some god damn reason, please do and tell us in the discussion channel.
== Aftermath Of The First Meeting ==
Kelly's first action in the Gray Zone was a failure. She failed to capture the target and still doesn't know her aim in the Zone, making it harder to pinpoint her next location. However, she learned something that will definitely come in handy in the future. 
For one. That Müller girl is extremely durable, taking a shot like a champ and still escaping at reasonable speed. Two. She wasn't only strong but also competent in close quarters, it was a miracle that she didn't broke either of Kelly's slender arms. Three. That horned girl didn't bother with actually hurting her, prioritizing escape. Whatever that woman was looking for, she found it promptly before making her escape.
== Rising Action ==
Though Kelly knew where the target usually visits, it can be quite hard to approach that place. It was a Hotel controlled by some stubborn gang, for an outside like her it was practically impossible to get nearby without a few caps being shot in her general direction. The French flag and MTF badge probably didn't help much either, for now however she wasn't going to play a disguise but rather observe patterns and ask locals for help. By the book!
Luckily for the French gal, her information broker found a new clue just a few days later. Nadja visited some bar known as Die Die Kneipe, perhaps Kelly could find some information from the owner?
Kelly left the place enraged however, she learned nothing about her target and the owner seemed like she knew way more than she wanted to share. Actively denying anything about the visitor, claiming she has too many visitors to keep track of every single one of them. Neither money nor pulling a gun in strike of heat helped. The owner simply called out the bluff and pulled her own firearm, claiming that the young cop doesn't have the guts to pull the trigger.
And she was right damn it! That stupid cat even meowed as Kelly was leaving that dirty place!
On the following day, Kelly got herself into quite a spot. She was spying on the local populace when she noticed a tall boy with cat ears, according to her files that was her target's associate. A man with vast reserves of cash and fake personal records, no parents or childhood. As if he appeared out of nowhere in the middle of Europe and made a living by themselves. Only "real" history that Ninzaburō's agents were capable of obtaining were worthless high school records, his grades quite good as well. She wasn't sure if Azura was even his real name.
As Kelly was following her target, one unfortunate turn of the head revealed her position to the criminal. In just that one glimpse, the police girl saw unimaginable paranoia. He started running, arriving at some old hangar. Inside she opened fire, as he was throwing things out of his bag left and right as if looking for something. Likely a gun, it was a moment of upper hand for her but she couldn't quite land a shot. 
That was, until he switched direction and exited through the back entrance. Seeing a trail of blood erupt from his body excited the girl for a moment, she threw a follow up one liner but regretted it afterwards. She cleared her mind up by focusing on her target but when her vision was once again on the doors her opponent escaped through, they were closed. she run up to them and tried to open them but something was blocking the doors from the other side. She remembered that he was holding some long rod, probably a crowbar or something of that note.
Before she could let out another word, her instincts told her to look back. She immediately noticed weak red lights on the warehouse's floor. 
Next thing she knew, she broke the window with her body. Covering her face in the escape and landing behind a short mural, moments later flames went directly over her. After that was said and done, she stood up. Her ears still ringing and left the side alley, but as she looked into the streets. They were full of people, leaving her again with nothing.
Nothing but new information. A direct fighter and a professional escapee, probably a good planner too. That duo could prove a bit harder for her to deal with. She needed a higher authority on this case, and she was sure nothing would be granted by her superiors.
== Another day at work ==
Cops were supposed to help people, that's what Kelly was always told. To her being a cop was just serving justice, a self fulfillment maybe. Surely place such as Gray Zone would require plenty of help from person such as her, she decided to leave her base of operations and patrol the area. In different clothes that is, her normal clothes were exposed already. She wasn't going to wear them outside of break-ins and operations, just in case.
As she walked into a side alley, she could her a conversation between two people. One of them sounded as if they were on the verge of tears, naturally young officer stepped in. She saw a small girl, presumably a teenager and a tall woman wearing a very big hat with a letter "A" on it's crown. The woman was trying to explain something to the girl but the child didn't want to listen.
Kelly stepped in, asking what was going on. The witch explained how the girl was apparently lost but as the conversation progressed she got scared of her and nothing more could be pulled out of her, then the crying happened. Even though she slept through most of the lectures about dealing with kids, the young cop knew what to do. She offered to help, though woman doubted she could succeed she let Kelly try anyway.
The cop talked to the girl, not from above but as an equal and tried to calm her down. Surprisingly, it worked and the girl finally spoke about herself. Her name was Mayu and she didn't know what to do with herself, she wasn't from the Gray Zone but didn't really feel like coming back home. Though Alessandra frowned at Kelly's success at first, she suggested the girl could stay with the witch until she decides about her own future. The girl wasn't so sure about that, she looked at Kelly as if she was looking for an answer.
Cadet didn't like the witch, she smelled of sulfur and flowers. Exactly like a trouble would, but she didn't want to be like her parents and tell others what to do.
Kelly naturally responded that the girl should decide on that, but if she didn't want to stay over at Alessandra's. Kelly would take her over instead. Mayu agreed to the terms and decided to stay over with Kelly, though she wasn't surprised the reality hit her hard. She was going to take care of someone now.
== More peaceful days ==
Though the child was quite peaceful around her, Kelly couldn't help but worry how the situation would progress. She didn't want to bring her to police, not before her job was over at least. After talking for a bit, it seemed that the teen didn't entertain he idea either.
Letting the girl stay at her place, Kelly decided to go outside to do some chores this time. Pickup food, exchange some information, small talk with the locals.
From time to time, the Gray Zone's crowds could be as big as back at her hometown. Kelly found herself like at home for a moment, going from one store to another. She bought some eggs, toast bread, butter, some materials for spring rolls. That sort of thing an average person would want to stock up on, so that they could have a decent breakfast or a midnight snack.
At one moment, she was walking through the crowd and enjoying the weather. Next thing she knew, something was pushing against her back. Instantly she recognized it, steel, or more precisely, an end of a barrel. She was at gunpoint.
Voice spoke, it asked her about her goals and what exactly was she hunting in this place. It threatened her but Kelly, not really knowing what to do just spoke honestly. She answered in one or two words, wary to not make a mistake. The other person thought for a moment, then told her to give up on her and threatened again. That the next time they meet, it will be them that will get a clean hit. They pulled their weapon away.
As Kelly turned, there was nobody recognizable. The crowd was moving to quickly, she looked around but she couldn't find the man with the odd ears. Naturally, they probably had the same idea as her and changed their clothes to something more suitable for hiding. It was a wonder how in a place as wild as this, her red hair was enough to get her into trouble. Perhaps a hoodie would suit her more.
For the cadet, this was kind of a wake up call. These weren't simulations anymore, if she wanted to win this grand chase. She should be prepared that the other side will be as, if not more scary than her.
As Kelly walked through the front doors, Mayu's attention was fully on her. Cadet looked like a mess, anxious and sweaty she put the groceries on the desk and swiftly closed the doors. Before she was able to say anything. Mayu called her "Mom", before switching to her name. She asked what was wrong.
Kelly thought for a moment, as she was about to let her feelings of the day out. She realized something, and started laughing. Mayu thought she was crazy for a moment, before Kelly explained what she just got called. Mayu's face got red, and she turned her attention from the entrance. Not feeling like saying anything but letting a short laugh after a moment. At least the cadet could feel safe at home.
== Back alley ==
Ninzaburō's next advice was quite simple, she would never achieve her goal and get a good jump on the enemy unless she were to get to know the people of the Gray Zone. The more information can flow towards her, the better the odds. Kelly didn't know what to feel about it, potentially anyone she met could be a criminal.
She made her way through the streets with investigation on her mind, a small gang known as Harvest was on her list of organizations that she had to see sooner or later. However, something would be in her way.
As she was walking through a dark alley, the feeling of being stalked kept appearing in the back of her head. No matter how many times she looked back, nothing would appear in her sight. She stood there, looking back for a moment. Cadet decided she'd look back at intervals while holding the hand on her gun. It was getting quite dark already, her day was pretty tiring with all the jumping around her Japanese friend's agents. As she turned back to the direction she was facing, she realized a giant figure standing in front of her. As if it appeared out of thing air.
A rather tall woman. Her teal hair was covering the right side of her face while a single red eye was gazing at the cop. She was wearing a black shirt combined with matching gloves and regular pants of same color. In contrast her both her work boots and the trench coat hanging on her shoulders were white. To describe her in one world, the most fitting would be "cool".
Kelly quickly drawn her weapon but her new opponent was even faster. Sasha grabbed her handgun and dropped the magazine out of it, afterwards she pulled the slide once. Letting the bullet escape the chamber right onto the ground. Next, she put the weapon into her pocket and grinned at Kelly.
"You won't be needing this for now."
After about twenty seconds of going back and forth, Sasha realized that the girl wasn't up to either her speed or power. She started apologizing for making a mess and gave the cadet her weapon back, as well as the singular bullet that Kelly was certain dropped on the floor before. When Kelly asked why did she get targeted in the first place, Sasha looked away scratching her head. After a bit more pushing she decided to tell the truth and explained to Kelly that locals have seen her jumping out of an exploding storage, therefore she got herself a reputation as someone quick and destructive. Which was why the woman wanted to fight her in the first place, mistaking her urban police setup for just another gangster. 
"I guess that Satan guy did wear a kevlar vest," said Kelly after a lot of convincing. At least she was sure now that it wasn't work of her enemy.
Kelly let her off the hook this once, at least that's what she liked to thing. Even if she somehow managed to get an upper hand, how would she even cuff that monster? With a ladder?
However as she left, Sasha insisted on making amends after her mistake and wished to escort her to wherever she was going. Kelly agreed, one less person to stab her in the back certainly couldn't hurt. If she picked up fights with anyone that seemed strong and only lost one eye, she must know what she was doing.