Chapter 15 Shock!

It’s decided… they want to get rid of Sir Eisenberg. Not just Liza and Sophie, but also Hänsel and Gretel… but there’s a problem… The Gift!

Hänsel: “…We can’t beat him.”
Liza: “What?”
Sophie: “Hahh… that’s what I’ve been saying… just give up.”
Gretel: “To beat him… you really have to be careful… The Gift uses his claw-swords — weapons that extend from his arms. Now you might think: okay, just dodge them… But the name ‘The Gift’… it’s not because he’s poisonous, but because he works exactly like poison… Poison gets in… and by the time you notice, it’s already too late… That’s how it is with The Gift… he’s so fast… he can almost keep up with a fast car… well… almost, not quite that fast…”
Hänsel: “If we want to beat The Gift… we’d have to be crazy… We’ll wait until he’s gone… he’s often away… okay?”
Sophie: “I don’t know about this.”
Hänsel: “What, are you scared?”
Sophie: “…I just… I don’t feel like going outside.”
Gretel: “What… why?”
Sophie: “Hmmmm……”
Hänsel: “What… so you are afraid of someone!”
Sophie: “I’m not afraid… of any human!”

She shouted and stood up.

Sophie: “I… I’m afraid… of myself!”
Hänsel: “Huh?”
Sophie: “…Don’t play dumb… Do you have any idea what I did in those camps!… how many people I killed… how many died because of me!… I’m a weapon!”
Liza: “You’re not. Besides, you never killed any kids… or parents…”
Sophie: “That doesn’t matter! … I’ll help you… but then you go on without me… without me…”
Liza: “Hmm…”
Sophie: “…I’ve had enough of people… I just want to finally be alone…”
Hänsel: “Oh… here we go again… You mean your parents… Let me guess… you keep having those crazy episodes, you see them… and they talk to you, right?”
Sophie: “…Shut up, Hänsel… or you’ll be the last human I kill… one more wouldn’t make a difference!”

She said, walking at an angle.

Hänsel: “Tsss…”
Liza: “It’s okay… I’ll talk to her…”
Hänsel: “It’s insane how much you put up with…”
Liza: “…She saved my life.”
Hänsel: “…hahhh…”

(Meanwhile, with Sophie)

Sophie: “…(Bleargh!)…”

She vomits.

Sophie: “Hahhh… ghhhh… (Blearghh!)…”
Voice: (Sisterheart!)
Sophie: “Huhh!”

She looked into a reflection — her sister was standing there.

Sophie: “…What do you want…”
Sister: “…We’re waiting… When will you finally be strong?”
Sophie: “I… am… strong!”
Sister: “You’re not.”
Sophie: “…Oh yeah? Then why are you dead and I’m alive… You… should just shut up.”
Father: “Don’t talk to your family like that, Sophie… Remember this… naughty children are bad.”
Sophie: “I am bad!… I killed people… and… I often enjoyed it… I smiled while doing it!”
Mother: “You don’t have to pretend to be strong, my child… We know how much you’re suffering… So come to us…”
Father: “…You could live with us again… we may be dead… but we can still be together… as ghosts…”
Sophie: “Tsss… I feel like I’m watching some dumb movie… Dad… just stop… I’m not like you!… I’m alive!… still!… While you cowards are already dead… You’re so damn annoying…”
Brother: “Sisterheart… That’s no way to talk to your parents… I taught you better.”
Sophie: “Oh… Simon… just shut up… You want to lecture me? Weren’t you the one who dropped your girlfriend when you were playing catch? You told her ‘trust me’… and because of you she was traumatized… even turned lesbian… You must have a tiny dick if a woman decides to go lesbian after you…”
Father: “…Watch your language, Sophie… That’s not how a pretty woman speaks.”
Sophie: “Oh, screw this… Just leave me alone!”
Older Brother: “…Sisterheart… your eyes… Look in the mirror.”
Sophie: “What, why!?”

(SPLORT!)

She saw blood running into her hands.

Sophie: “What…”

She looked in the mirror — from her eyes, a waterfall of blood was pouring out.

Sophie: “What… ugh…”

(CRASH!)

She collapsed to the floor, unconscious.

(A few minutes later)

Hänsel: “Sophie!”
Liza: “Sophie!”
Sophie: “Ugh… what’s going on…”
Hänsel: “Damn, we were worried sick…”
Liza: “…hahh…”
Gretel: “Liza found you unconscious… You had blood coming from your eyes…”
Hänsel: “The doctor said… too much stress… and probably also because of your Human Sirus…”
Sophie: “Ahhh, I feel so dizzy…”
Hänsel: “Better stay here… We’ll take care of the rest…”
Sophie: “Please… if you do… then I expect all of you to come back alive… or I’ll kill you.”
Hänsel: “…If we’re dead, you can’t kill us.”
Sophie: “…That was sarcasm, damn it, Hänsel…”
Hänsel: “Hehe… always time for a joke.”
Gretel: “Hahh…”

They closed the door.

Sophie: “Ohhh… damn…”

(A few hours later)

Hänsel: “Hey, hey…”
Liza: “What?”
Hänsel: “Come here.”
Liza: “What is it?”
Hänsel: “The Gift… he’s gone… this is our chance… Use your poison… As soon as we have him, everyone sleeps or dies… and he’s ours.”
Liza: “Okay. When’s the meeting?”

(Ding!)… (Ding!)

Hänsel: “Now.”
Liza: “Couldn’t you have told me sooner?”
Hänsel: “What? Huh? I didn’t know either… Don’t tell me you don’t know how to use it?”

Liza nodded.

Liza: “Well… kind of…”
Hänsel: “That should be enough… come on.”

They followed him to the meeting… 

(Meanwhile, with Sophie)

Sophie: “…(Bleargh!)…”

She vomits.

Sophie: “Hahhh… ghhhh… (Blearghh!)…”
Voice: (Sisterheart!)
Sophie: “Huhh!”

She looked into a reflection — her sister was standing there.

Sophie: “…What do you want…”
Sister: “…We’re waiting… When will you finally be strong?”
Sophie: “I… am… strong!”
Sister: “You’re not.”
Sophie: “…Oh yeah? Then why are you dead and I’m alive… You… should just shut up.”
Father: “Don’t talk to your family like that, Sophie… Remember this… naughty children are bad.”
Sophie: “I am bad!… I killed people… and… I often enjoyed it… I smiled while doing it!”
Mother: “You don’t have to pretend to be strong, my child… We know how much you’re suffering… So come to us…”
Father: “…You could live with us again… we may be dead… but we can still be together… as ghosts…”
Sophie: “Tsss… I feel like I’m watching some dumb movie… Dad… just stop… I’m not like you!… I’m alive!… still!… While you cowards are already dead… You’re so damn annoying…”
Brother: “Sisterheart… That’s no way to talk to your parents… I taught you better.”
Sophie: “Oh… Simon… just shut up… You want to lecture me? Weren’t you the one who dropped your girlfriend when you were playing catch? You told her ‘trust me’… and because of you she was traumatized… even turned lesbian… You must have a tiny dick if a woman decides to go lesbian after you…”
Father: “…Watch your language, Sophie… That’s not how a pretty woman speaks.”
Sophie: “Oh, screw this… Just leave me alone!”
Older Brother: “…Sisterheart… your eyes… Look in the mirror.”
Sophie: “What, why!?”

(SPLORT!)

She saw blood running into her hands.

Sophie: “What…”

She looked in the mirror — from her eyes, a waterfall of blood was pouring out.

Sophie: “What… ugh…”

(CRASH!)

She collapsed to the floor, unconscious.

(A few minutes later)

Hänsel: “Sophie!”
Liza: “Sophie!”
Sophie: “Ugh… what’s going on…”
Hänsel: “Damn, we were worried sick…”
Liza: “…hahh…”
Gretel: “Liza found you unconscious… You had blood coming from your eyes…”
Hänsel: “The doctor said… too much stress… and probably also because of your Human Sirus…”
Sophie: “Ahhh, I feel so dizzy…”
Hänsel: “Better stay here… We’ll take care of the rest…”
Sophie: “Please… if you do… then I expect all of you to come back alive… or I’ll kill you.”
Hänsel: “…If we’re dead, you can’t kill us.”
Sophie: “…That was sarcasm, damn it, Hänsel…”
Hänsel: “Hehe… always time for a joke.”
Gretel: “Hahh…”

They closed the door.

Sophie: “Ohhh… damn…”

(A few hours later)

Hänsel: “Hey, hey…”
Liza: “What?”
Hänsel: “Come here.”
Liza: “What is it?”
Hänsel: “The Gift… he’s gone… this is our chance… Use your poison… As soon as we have him, everyone sleeps or dies… and he’s ours.”
Liza: “Okay. When’s the meeting?”

(Ding!)… (Ding!)

Hänsel: “Now.”
Liza: “Couldn’t you have told me sooner?”
Hänsel: “What? Huh? I didn’t know either… Don’t tell me you don’t know how to use it?”

Liza nodded.

Liza: “Well… kind of…”
Hänsel: “That should be enough… come on.”

They followed him to the meeting…

If you want, I can finish translating the rest of this chapter so you have the full thing in English. It’s long, so I’ll need to break it into the second half.
Do you want me to continue with the rest?

Alright — here’s the rest of Chapter 15 in English, continuing right where we left off:

Heinrich: “Hmm… Everyone, attention…”

Sir Eisenberg walked in.

Heinrich: “…Ready!”
Sir Eisenberg: “Good morning… to all of you… You know… I’ve been alive since… 1914… and one thing I’ve always loved… is power. I was the oldest of my siblings… and I was allowed to have more than them. I was allowed to hit them… and they couldn’t hit me back… I could steal their things, and they couldn’t complain. My family… said: the oldest… is the leader… I lived 81 years… and I want to tell you one thing… I’ve met many traitors.”

He looked straight at Hänsel.

Hänsel: “What!”

(Bang!)

Hänsel: “Urk!”

Sir Eisenberg: “Hmm… thank you… truly… for being so loyal… Gretel…”

Gretel appeared.

Gretel: “Of course, sir…”
Hänsel: “Gretel?!”
Liza: “Hahh…”
Sir Eisenberg: “Get them!”

They grabbed Hänsel and Liza.

Liza: “Ghh…”
Hänsel: “Gretel… why… why…”
Gretel: “The stronger one wins, Hänsel…”
Hänsel: “You’re an arrogant… narcissist…”
Sir Eisenberg: “No… she’s loyal… That’s what she is… my dear Hänsel…”
Hänsel: “Ghhh…”
Gretel: “…Hehe…”
Sir Eisenberg: “…Gretel… kill Hänsel.”
Gretel: “With pleasure, sir…”

She aimed at him.

Gretel: “…Nothing personal… brother dear…”

(Whizz!)

…(Silence)

Liza: “Hahhh…”
Hänsel: “Ugh…”
Gretel: “…Hrrr… ghhh…”

When they opened their eyes, they saw Gretel’s throat had been—

(Bang!)

Gretel: “Ghhh…”
Sir Eisenberg: “Gretel!”

She clutched her throat… and fell to the ground.

Gretel: “Ghhh…”
Sophie: “Ding… dong… ding… dong… So the traitor’s dead, huh?”

Sophie appeared.

Sir Eisenberg: “…Sophie!”
Sophie: “…Oops…”
Sir Eisenberg: “But… the guards—”
Sophie: “You mean these?”

She held up their severed heads.

Sophie: “Nah… they annoyed me… so I had to kill them too…”
Sir Eisenberg: “You… monster.”
Sophie: “Oh, spare me…”
Sir Eisenberg: “What are you waiting for? Shoot her!”

They aimed at her.

Sophie: “Hey, hey, hey… take it easy… You think I’m alone here?”
Sir Eisenberg: “What?”

(Whizz!) (Whizz!)

Suddenly everyone dropped dead, blood pouring from their throats.

Sir Eisenberg: “This… can’t be happening… you!”
Hänsel: “…No… this can’t be true… but you’re… The Gift.”
The Gift: “…Hmmm…”
Sir Eisenberg: “How dare you… you traitor!”
Sophie: “…About time you showed up, Gift-boy…”
The Gift: “Don’t call me that… Anyway, we’re not friends… We just happened to have the same target… So… how about we finally kill him?”
Sophie: “…I’m not saying no to that.”
Sir Eisenberg: “No… wait… wait…”
The Gift: “But first… look who’s over there, begging for his life.”

It was Heinrich.

Sophie: “Aww… how cute… Look at him, so scared…”
Heinrich: “No… no… no… stop… Sophie… please…”
Sophie: “…Last time you survived… but this time… this time you just can’t.”

She aimed at him, The Gift aimed too — and they fired multiple times.

(Bang… Bang… Bang… Bang!)

Heinrich: “Hhhhhr…”

He fell dead to the floor.

The Gift: “I killed him…”
Sophie: “No, I… I started shooting first.”
The Gift: “…If you say so… We both did it.”
Sophie: “Okay…”
Sir Eisenberg: “You… you’ll regret this… so much…”
The Gift: “Shut up.”

(Bang!)

He shot him in the head. Sir Eisenberg collapsed, dead.

Sophie: “Hey! What the hell… I wanted to shoot him! And if you do it, then at least not give him such a quick death…”
The Gift: “The point is he’s dead. Torture is a waste of time. Besides, quick is better… And you realize… there are other camps. Even if the leader’s dead, there are still others. We have to get out of here… now.”
Sophie: “Okay…”

Sophie went to Liza and freed her chains… then freed Hänsel’s.

Hänsel: “Gretel!”
Sophie: “Forget it… she’s dead. She betrayed us. She used you.”
Hänsel: “But… I can’t just…”
The Gift: “Hahh.”

He knocked him out with a hit to the head.

The Gift: “We have to go.”
Sophie: “Okay…”

Liza got up and they started running. The Gift carried Hänsel.

Sophie: “Hhahh…”

(Bang!)

Sophie: “Urk!”

She fell to the ground.

Liza: “No!”
The Gift: “Ugh!”

He turned — Heinrich was there.

Heinrich: “Got… you… hehehe…”
The Gift: “You son of a—”

(Bang!)

He shot him in the head this time.

Liza: “Sophie… Sophie!”
Sophie: “Go… without me… Liza… please…”
Liza: “No…”

She hoisted Sophie onto her shoulder.

Liza: “We’re getting out of here.”
The Gift: “Come on, hurry.”

They ran.

The Gift: “…Damn it.”

Cars were coming.

The Gift: “Someone managed to sound the alarm… Come on, this way!”

They ran faster.

Sophie: “Hahh… hahhh…”

They were surrounded by cars.

The Gift: “Damn…”
Black Eye Soldier: “…Hands up, assholes!”
Liza: “What do we do now?”
The Gift: “…Surrender… there’s nothing we can do.”

(Kaboom!)

Suddenly — an explosion! Someone fired a rocket launcher at them.

Liza: “Ugh!”
The Gift: “What?”

They turned — Liza smiled when she saw the people in the car.

Zoe: “Hurry!”
Dante: “Get in!”

They ran toward them. The Gift shot at the others.

The Gift: “Go… go…”

They jumped in.

Zoe: “Dante, faster!”
Dante: “Alright, alright!”

Kenn: “Hey, you!”

Kenn appeared in the back.

Liza: “Kenn…”
Kenn: “What happened…”
Liza: “She’s been hit… please…”
Kenn: “Dante… Sophie’s been shot.”
Dante: “I’m not deaf, I heard you… Hold on…”

They drove faster.

Sophie: “Hahhh… Liza…”
Liza: “Hold still.”
Sophie: “When I said… I didn’t want to go out… I wasn’t lying… I’m really… scared of myself… so please… don’t bother with my injury.”
Liza: “Shut up… don’t talk like that… okay? You’re my sister… got it?”
The Gift: “Hahh… damn… that’s exactly what we needed.”

A helicopter appeared. And also several huge robots.

Zoe: “What is that?”
The Gift: “Those are Metal Gears…”

He looked around.

The Gift: “Quick… into the water.”
Zoe: “Are you insane?”
The Gift: “No… I just want to survive. For all of us to survive. Now move!”

They drove toward the water and jumped out.

(Splash!)

Liza: “Bbbbbb… bbbbbb…”

A hand pulled Liza out.

Zoe: “Got you…”
Kenn: “And… I’ve got Sophie…”
The Gift: “Wow… that… was… intense…”
Dante: “…I think there’s a fish up my ass or something…”
Kenn: “…Ugh… me too.”
Zoe: “We’ll get them out later. Let’s move!”

They hurried. Kenn carried Sophie in his arms.

Kenn: “We’re almost there… yeah… We made it…”

(One hour later)

Dante: “Alright… we rest here… and take care of Sophie’s wound.”
The Gift: “Good… I know a bit about medicine…”