Major distress - GITS: Sac -

When Motoko came to she felt something was wrong, very wrong... What had happened? She had been unconscious. She suddenly remembered the attack, the small box... She tried to move but found she was restrained by a tight fitting, strange black dress. She should be able to break free, but could not. So very wrong...

"Mummhummm!"

She had been gagged as well, a ball gag was in her mouth and some sort of tape was wrapped over it. As if that was not enough another gag of the same material as her dress was added on top, it covered her lower face and nose and was strapped around her neck and over her head. The dress left her shoulders bare and had a wide cleavage showing of her breasts in a most rude manner. Her arms where held together behind her as part of the dress. She could not move them at all, though she did try. She was sitting down in a chair. Her legs where also inescapably bound together by the dress, which was more like a sheath, encasing her from ankles to shoulders.

"So, at last the great Kusanagi-san is finally our guest. I have longed to meet you in person my dear."

Motoko recognized the face of the crime lord who stepped forward into view. He was known by many aliases, most likely none of them his real name. She struggled furiously to get loose, appreciating the seriousness of her plight. But she felt weak. They had done something to her. The man in front of her laughed at her efforts.

"As you no doubt have realized we have made a few modifications to your cyborg body. Your bodies hardware receptors have been tuned down and locked at a setting where your physical strength is now slightly less then that of a normal woman of your build and stature. It must be very frustrating to find you are now weaker than an ordinary woman. You will see what it's like to be the one pushed around, eh?"

Motoko said nothing, only glared at the man with her fiery red eyes.

"But that is not the only treat we have for you. You will also feel you now have increased sensory input. Making you even more sensitive then before. As an added bonus we made sure you cannot turn it of either."

Her mind was racing, she quickly calculated what she needed to do. First she had to call for backup... A wall screen suddenly lit up, displaying in text: "Mmhpfhnuh, uh hmnh mhnnh pfhunumpfp! Pfuffumnhh numnpfhuunffh..." the man calmly looked at the screen and then turned back to her.

"Any messages you try to send are relayed to this screen and no further I'm afraid. The scrambling into unintelligible gag-speak is a nice touch don't you agree?"

This was not the only thing they had done to her while she was unconscious. But the man would not tell her more. He wanted her to find out for herself. When she tried to execute commands to bypass communications routines, a slight electric shock made her twitch. The dress had given her a shock across her entire body. Her skin was still tingling as she tried to force the firewall that blocked her access to the mainframe. As reward she was given another shock, stronger this time. She yelped involuntarily before quickly composing herself. She had to stay calm, continue to assess the situation. They had not only implanted a virus in her system, they had actually modified the kernel. How could they possibly have done that?

"As always you exceeded our expectations. It took ten capture drones to bring "The Major" herself to her knees. We had them custom built just for you. The first batch was only five drones, that was calculated to be enough. We had the foresight however to double the amount before we set the trap into motion. I hope you where impressed by our latest stealth technology, as it was very expensive."

He took her chin in a firm grip and lifted her head so they came eye to eye. She tried to turn her head away but he was right about what they had managed to do to her strength, she just could not.

"Soon you will meet your maker..."

She wanted to try and kick him but knew it would do her no good. She could only stare defiantly into his eyes and bide her time.

"Don't worry my dear, we are not going to kill you. What I mean is you will have the pleasure of meeting the lead designer behind your augmented body. After we kidnapped his only daughter he proved to be quite cooperative. He has helped us immensely in making the adjustments effective and final. I know that will not stop you from trying to escape. In fact, I hope you do try your very best!"

Then the man picked up a leash that was attached to a collar around her neck. He pulled on it until she stood up. Once she was on her feet he could easily lead her away. She came hopping after him, trying not to fall down. They had even put her in tall high heels.

"Come now, you have a long night ahead of you..."


"We have looked everywhere, she is nowhere to be found!"

Togusa turned around in his chair to face a grim Batou who stood in the doorway.

"Shut up and keep searching the transport records!"

Batou barked back at him, then turned around to leave once more.

"I will find her! No matter what heads I have to crack on the way... She's still here, in the city. I can feel it. like..."

He clenched his fist.

"Like a whisper in my ghost..."