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[goldensilence]

http://untuned-strings.blogspot.ca/2012/04/baccano-1931-grand-punk-railroad.html

"Huey told the truth to none but Chane. He knew full well that she would be loyal to him to the end.
Chane knew that Huey Laforet had an immortal body.
She knew that he gathered these revolutionaries with the bait of immortality.
She knew that not even Huey could grant such abilities to others.
She knew that, in reality, Huey had no interest in a world upturned by the revolution.
She knew that Huey's goal was to find out the limits of immortality in society.
She knew that all Huey wanted was to see if an immortal could defeat an entire nation.
She knew--Huey told her that he loved her.
She knew--that he did not love her as a woman.
She knew--Huey was her father.
That immortality was not passed on to an immortal's offspring.
That one day, her body would grow older than that of her father.
And Chane knew that, one day, she would inevitably die before Huey.

If the rescue efforts were successful, Goose would probably try to force the secret of immortality from Huey. But it would be even more dangerous to leave him in the hands of the government. Chane had heard that there was another immortal working as an official in the Bureau of Investigation. Her father was in danger of being devoured."

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'Where has that man gone?'
Chane was standing atop the conductor's compartment, completely focused on the task at hand. She had lost sight of Ladd somewhere around the freight cars, so she was looking around for him from the rooftops.

'That man is too dangerous. I have to take care of him at once. If I let him go now… he will become my greatest hindrance. And he may become one for father, as well.'

She had no proof to back up her predictions, but Chane was assured of herself as she continued to search for the blood-splattered white suit. She had determined earlier that it would do her little good to seek him out blindly, so she had come up to the rooftop to look over at the entire train.
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Ladd's provocations finally took their toll on Chane, tipping her over the edge. She had never once considered Huey as a lover. Though perhaps that might have been preferable to the alternative, Chane was Huey's daughter.

She would not permit herself to consider him as such, and she loved him as her father, nothing more. But from the perspective of a third party, they were a man and a woman of similar ages. Anyone who had a daughter of his own would know at a glance that Huey and Chane were father and daughter, but unfortunately, the black suit who had told everything to Ladd was without even a lover. Chane fiercely glared at Ladd, lowered her stance even more, and charged at him like a bullet.

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Ladd gave a hearty laugh, this time not even moving a single step. But Chane was not deterred. She made to slit Ladd's throat in the angle she had drawn in her mind earlier. As she came within an inch of Ladd, Chane raised her stance with all her might.

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There was little in terms of originality to be gleaned from Ladd's threat, but he knew well that cliched warnings like this were best for provoking someone like Chane. The impact of the threats hit Chane both physically and mentally. If the previous provocation was like turning on an engine, this was like hitting an ignition switch. Chane put all of her strength into the tips of her knives as she made to charge at Ladd.

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Chane could not answer. She did not understand the man standing before her. He was too eerie to turn against, but he didn't seem at all like any sort of ally. Chane drew a breath. Her heart told her over and over again that fighting this man would result in her death.

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'So he's also after immortality after all.'
Why did I hesitate? I'd made up my mind a long time ago. I was the only one who had protected my father all this time, and it will continue to be this way.I must not trust others. They are, in the end, nothing but outsiders.
I must kill my enemies. I must kill only my enemies. Father needs only me, no one else. I will not let anyone touch him. It does not matter how strong or dangerous they are.
After all, in the end, I am his only family…

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She took out a small knife she had hidden on her leg and began to carve words onto the roof of the train--her reply to the red monster.

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'That aside, I'm pretty surprised how polite this letter is. Maybe she's actually a pretty calm person. Or maybe she fell in love with me at first sight? Man, this is a problem. Does this mean this is my first love letter? If it is, I might have to take off the roof so I can keep it.'

Oddly enough, one part of the train was missing. A part of the roof of the last car had been torn away by someone.

Finally, it was December 5th, 1933.

On this day, when the decision to abolish Prohibition was announced, the train was wrecked by overjoyed crowds, disappearing into a scrap heap the next day.