Disclaimer: I'm MISOGIRL!!!! Not Daisuke Moriyama . . . as usual.

Author's Note: Here's the first chapter of Broken Links the squeal to Locked Within. It's still going to be mature, just that kind of mature all the time. They're not boinking each other like rabbits. There are going to be new charters that will kill you with cuteness, or with their awesome presents, or just going to make you laugh your ass off.

MisoGirl: Okay . . . put your clothes back on and let you joysticks go, boys. Nothing going to happen like that soon.

Shader: I'm in Silent Vengeance. Read that not this!

Chrono: So where is our baby MG?

MG: Didn't I just say new character will kill you with cuteness?

C: That's what I meant. Is it our baby?

S: Thought you were with Rosette . . . (stares)

C: I am. That what I want to know, is it our baby MG?

MG: (stares)

S: (stares)

C: What?

MG: Rethink what you just said to M–E there boy.

C: I just wanted to know if we're going to have a baby MG . . . GAH!

Broken Links

Chapter One

Me Miho

Perfect gold curls tied up into adorable pigtails by lacy dusty pink ribbons bounced as the little tiny tot skipped down the street. Her navy blue skirt flapped behind her as the bells on her pink sneakers jingled. The pink-ruffled T-shirt with a white bow on it that seems to dance along with the happy little tone she hummed in her sweet little voice. The light-blue tights she wore hade a pink shooting stars pattern on them.

"Hello there little girl." A man with straggly hair and crooked teeth. He smelt of alcohol and drugs.

"HI!" She piped up at him stopping in her tracks.

The sound of her sweet innocent voice warmed his blood. "Why are you out all by yourself little girl?" He smiled showing off his cream-colored teeth.

"Finding Daddy!" She yipped happily, hopping up and down at the end.

"Well then. Why don't I help you?" He strained up pulling on his filthy cloths. The man ignores her question as he opened the door of his van. "Get in and I'll drive you around town."

"Daddy's not that way." She stepped back and his eye twitched annoyed. "Daddy's this way." The girl chirped and ran off in the other direction. She skipped off down the street and around the corner.

He growled deep in his chest and chased after her. The man rounded the building and stopped dead in his tracks.

She was giggling and squealing in the arms of a taller, clean cut, healthy man. He wrapped her in the folds of his heavy leather coat. A large spine like tail came out of the back of his skull. That odd anonmoly was over shadowed by the color of blazing anger in the eyes.

Those eyes were the last thing the man who was know by the medai as the 'Tooth Fairy'. The cereal rapist/killer that prayed on the children of the city.

Then the lights went out as the bullet punched through his head.

Chrono stretched his arms up above his head and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He look over at his bed mate. Her golden silk like hair lazily spread out in a circle around her head like a halo. She hugged the blankets close too her as she whispered something about cookie doe. He smiled fondly down at her as he leaned towards her.

The demon's gaze slid to the pocket watch that rested between her bust. The hands on it continued to move backwards on it. The add astral he got from the dead seemed to do more than restore her lost time. They just kept on turn back the clock.

His mate was worried that she would shrink and become a baby again, but the only thing that lose it's age was her skin. It went back to it's state when she was a baby. Her skin was softer and smoother now like it was when she was a newborn, but that also meant it was as sensitive. She got a terrible sunburn a few days after they got back from their adventure. The poor girl couldn't tack the hot showers she once loved, the heat burned her and the water pressure made the burns worse. The order's wool uniform gave her a red raw rash almost all over her. Bathes with baby's soap and cotton clothes in the donation box, was all they could do for the girl. The skin was a nuisance at first but they managed. The thing Rosette wanted to know was why didn't her bust go back to normal. Remington found the answer in an old family photo album that she did look at since her parent died. Apparently large breast ran in her mother side of the family. They figured that her contract with the demon slowed thing down in the development department.

Gently he pulled her short sleeve over her shoulder and began to opened mouth kissing her flesh. She squirmed and moaned as she tried to cover up again. He smiled to himself and ran his hand under the covers, attempting to continue their actions from last night. She rolled onto her back and he moved to her collarbone.

"Kurono . . ." The young lulu whispered into his ear as she ran her fingers through his hair. "Not now. I have to go see Sister Kate this morning." The woman said as she push her eager lover off. "Then we are the guest lectures in the Demonology class this after noon." She sat up letting her night gown slip off her.

He whimpered softly like a new born pup as he made look like a poor lost animal. The short demon reached for her and she gently slapped it way. "NO!" She snapped. "We don't have time today, bad boy."

Chrono huffed out a breath and crossed his arms over his chest. Baby red cheeks puffed out as the mouth shrank into a tiny little pout. The demon rocked side to side as his mate dressed.

She sat on the bed and looked over her shoulder to him, and hade to fight off a giggle. "Oh! Bunny–Wunny. We don't need to do it every day of the week." Rosette said as she tried to zip up the back.

"I know that!" He whined back. The demon knew humans work differently then demons, but . . . he really wanted to get a miniature version of them growing inside her womb.

"Are you thinking about getting me pregnant again?" She asked narrowing her eyes at him. His ears drooped as the demon attempted to melt on to his jacket. "You always do that when you wana knock me up. Stare at my gut like if you glare at it long enough, a baby gona pop up in there." The golden haired lulu sighed as she fumbled with the stocking.

"Well, I'm more than ready for a family of my own right now . . ." The rich lavender haired demon mumbled behind his collar.

"You would be enjoying making it wouldn't you . . ." She rumbled under her breath as the clasp of the garter-belt slipped out of her hand.

"YUP! I'll take care of you, tend to your every need, and all around worship the grown you walk on!" He piped.

It all sounded like the deal of the life time, but something was off . . . "AND what about the baby?"

The little demon blinked once or twice. "What about the baby?" He asked. "Wouldn't the Nannies take care of it?" He wondered as he stared up at the ceiling.

"Nannies are for the rich and famous."

He sat up straiter and leaned forwards a bit. "Wha–?! OH! Right!! I forgot how humans are soo attached to their offspring."

"NO!" The sheer harsh sarcasm in her tone made him jump like her was being spanked. "We humans throw our newborns in the ditch until they're forty."

Chrono began to melt into his jacket again. It'll take years to start on our second litter . . . The demon thought sorrowfully. He stared at her as she fumbled with the tinny clip. He sighed to himself and slowly crawled over to her and gently tapped her shoulder. As she turned to face him he put on his infamous bunny-face. The young demon knew his weapons well and knew how to use them. "You bunny's very sorry." He said it like an infant just learning how to talk. She blushed as her defenses gave up to his cuteness. Could you do one little thing before you go?" His mate pressed her lips together and nodded softly. He smiled and quietly whispered in her and rolled back on his rump and waited for it to set in.

"WHAT?!!!" The blond bellowed. She turned to look at him behind her, still kneeling on the bed.

"Come on... please? I'll be a good wittle Bunny all day if you do..." He begged like a child, his ruby red pools grew to the size of dinner plates.

Some how I doubt that... Rosette thought dryly. The young lulu plucked at the hem of her new dress. WHICH I remind you that it was the only one the stores hade to fit her inherited bust. But atlas no lingerie store hade a bra to fit her 59HH cups. "You promise?"

"YES!!!" The small devil yipped.

"No Snapping at Remington?"

"Nope!"

"No pounding the shit out of every man that looks my way?"

The demon shifted where he sat. He didn't like it when the men looked at her... 'beings'. Grumbling to get what he wanted the boy forced out, "Y-E-S..." He rocked back and forth both with jealousy of the other men, and eager to see it. "I wont ever strangle Elder if that's what you want."

"Oh-no... you can kill that old perv for all I care." The golden beauty said with an evil smirk. The demon laugh at her good humor but ceased when he heard his mate move. She moved up onto her knees straiter, as the top half of her dress fell down not being done up. The bashful angel's cheeks turned a lovely pink as she tugged up her skirt high enough to give him a good 'view'.

Not being able to look at him nor being able to close her eyes, she just gazed dimly at his shorts half off the bed.

THUMP!!

The sound of the small male hitting the floor shocked her enough to jerked her head back... just in time to see the last droplets of blood falling down after him. Without a second to waist she hopped off the bed and raced out the door wile zipping up the back fast enough not to give the old coot a peep show.

He lay there a heap on the floor his eyes still swirling out of control. SHE FORGOT TO WEAR PANTIES!!!

Rosette made a mad dash back to dresser after the old perv got a free show. The young woman was still fuming over it as she closed the door in Sister Kate's office. She turned around to face the head of the Order who was planted in her spot behind the large oak desk. Remington was where he always is, lounging in the sitting aria, sipping tea and read the morning paper. The young exorcist stood where she always did.

Kate looked over the frames of her specks and gestured lightly to the wooden chair that was brought in before the blond. "Sit. Mis. Christopher." The young woman did, and felt like a funeral home. "As you already know, we can't have an female exorcist who is un-married and willingly surrendered her pure heart. Her virgin heart. So I must tell you, you are no longer an Magdalene Order Apprentice Militia. You can return as an highed exorcist after you repent for your sin and wash his dirt form you sole." The older woman said with a flat tone.

Rosette blushed and hunched her shoulders a bit, felling the blow and see the window opened for her by the nun. "I expected that . . . but I don't think it'll stick . . ." She mumbled under her breath, knowing Chrono too well to be halted by a silly dunk in water. If anything he'll be more determine to jump her.

"Pardon me?" Sister Kate seethed as a vain throbbed on her forehead. "Are you telling me that you're too tempted by that–that demon that you can't keep you bloomers on?!" The older woman roared and sprang up from her seat.

"No–no . . . it's just that, ummm . . ." The golden lulu stuttered and Ewan folded down the corner of the paper down to watch more intently. "Well, you s–see. In Chrono's culture we are . . . you know . . . bounded." She whispered out the last of it as her face turned red as a tomato. "That and I made him a promise."

"And what was that?" The minister asked a little too amused by this.

"To be the mother of his children." The young lady said no louder than a mouse.

"The good sister already gave a solution for that. Marry him." He said laying down his paper on the coffee table. The young man glanced up and saw the girl open her mouth to argue, most likely that to her demon lover sees them already wed. "You, and the Order respected his demon costumes. So isn't he over due to respect ours?" The preacher said prepared for this argument.

"I know that, but a wedding would take a lot of time to plan out right?" The girl made a steeple with her ring-fingers. "If I ignore him for that long, he could hurt someone or himself."

"Then, we'll be quick." Remington said quickly. "And we'll keep him bissy until the wedding." The straw colored haired man said with his grin widening. "You are dismissed now. You two got a class to plan out now." He waved her off and out of the room. The man shut the door on the bride to be gaping face, and turn to met the wrath of the infamous Sister Kate. Instead of the raging volcano he expected the woman was cooing over a list of things they needed for the ceremony, like the puke green bride's maids gowns she just mentioned. The man sighed and didn't understand how women could get sucked into something that lasted for about ten hours.

Rosette walked down the halls turning redder by the minute. She was engaged to Chrono. It wasn't like any girl hoped for. There wasn't a candle light dinner, or a golden ring with a big sparkling diamond on it. No. Not for her. It was in a box like office, with the man who will be her husband in a different building. And soon she'll have to tell him.

"Oh shight! How am I soppiest to say that?!" She beaten her head as she shouted up at the ceiling and opened the door to their assigned class room.

The girl heard someone came into the class room with her. This person spun her around and closed his mouth over her's. She was going to fight them off, until the familiar warmth and taste of Chrono washed down her throat. The young lulu let him roll her head back as her eyes flutter shut. He hopped her up onto the teacher's desk and ran his hands down her body. The demon slipped his palm up and under her skit and pulled her thigh around his hip.

She broke the rather pleasing kiss by gently turning her head. He didn't mind, he just continued kissing her neck. "Kurono. There something I should tell you . . ." She said gulping down a moan.

The young demon tentatively licked her flesh. "Hmmm?" He hummed by her baby soft skin. "I'm being good. We're just kissing."

"It's not about that. It–!" Her breath stopped short in her breast. Why dose her sound so different? Something about his voice is off . . . but what? He sounded like himself and yet not like himself.

His ears perked up when her air was sucked out of her. "Wait!" He pipped and shot up to look her in the eyes. "Your pregnant right!" The devil said hope glimmering in his eyes. He squared his shoulders and placed his hand over her stomach. His hand moved gently around her middle and then his ears drooped down almost touching his jaw bone.

The tall demon yelped as his dark hair was yanked harshly. His face came within inches if his mate's. "Why are you so BIG?!" She snarled at him through growling teeth.

His ears drooped down for a minute or two then they picked right up again. "Never mind that . . ." The demon grinned and pulled her closer. "Now, where were we?" He leaned into her, his dark wine colored eye alive with lust. "Ah . . . yes . . . I was about to make you moan and have you begging for more attention."

She flushed as she felt his hand slip closer to her entrance. The young woman was about to protest but he swallowed her voice. Rosette knew this move too well, it left her dripping and little resolve to resist him. She quivered as his fingers danced over the cotton gates. Her arms pulled him closer on a deep satisfied groan. She felt him smile, knowing he won . . . yet again in this pointless fight.

"NOW! That's a lesson." A mused, overly enjoyed young man said at the now open door. Behind him were his class mates, the males were either humored or eager to see more and the females were either disgusted by the sight or by the male classmates.

Class started early than planed.

"We weren't supposed to teach this . . ."

They're punishment was to assist the militia on a night mission. Rosette was driving the Order's jalopy as Chrono still reached to aroused her into frolics with him. The young woman kept fighting him off, by slapping his hand away or turning the 1920's Ford so quickly that he'll slam into the side window. The knew if he kept at it long enough that she'll eventually except the pleasers he offer.

She turned hard and parked the junker into an ally then turned to him, eyes blazing. He on the other hand was bissy flipping her skirt and tugging her soft cotton panties off. "Chrono." The young, flushing lulu said anger foaming out of her mouth. He flinched once then meekly looked up at her and gave her a toothy grin. "I don't see why I should 'make babies' with you when you didn't answer my question." She snatched his exploring hands as pulled him up face to face with her, and he squeaked far too young for his appearance as she did this. "You still hadn't told me why your so–so grown up?" The young woman hissed as she pushed a palm on his chest, and immediately blushed when she found that her skin crawled at the feel of his warm, rippling muscles.

"Oh!" His ears perked up at her reaction. "Don't you like it." He said as he narrowed her eyes and lean towards her. The demon was worried there for a moment that his mate was a pedophile, but relaxed when he saw the look in her eyes when she felt his pex.

"N–no! It's just–just you know . . . uh . . . Why aren't you conserving your energy anymore?!!" The young beauty blurted out. "I–I mean you said that you couldn't do that without your horns . . ."

"Oh. Did I forget to tell you? After you left (with your panties on), I saw them tied to the branch just outside our window. I was very confused too, because I thought that Aion needed Joshua to have them for his plan, but then I realized that they were my horns and might of made Joshua a bit too difficult to handle. So I figure Shader, she's my old friend, brought them here to me without Aion knowing, and it put them back on and when to find you . . . but seeing you and the need to be with you got the better of me." He said quickly and drooped his ears down, hoping he made it clear enough.

"So . . . your saying, my little brother's a horny bastard now." His mate said as she lowered her eyebrows.

"No, no, well he was . . . with my horns I imagine, but now he's fine." He reassured her.

She just stared at him not amused. "You promised me not to be a bad little demon, so what's with the grabby hands Mister?" The young lulu said raising an eyebrow.

"Well . . . now I can really perform my duties." The playful devil grinned as he lean closer to her.

The beauty sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose with her thumb and index finger. "Look." She heaved out a moan and dropped her hand. "Something happened in Sister Kate's office today . . ." Her voiced drifted off in her throat as she felt him. The tricky demon hade successfully bunched her soft cotton panties to one side of her iner thigh, and the she felt his hot breath on her clitoris. "What–what?! No we can't. Will you just listen to me for a sec–OH!!" Her protest ended on a moan as his tongue wiggled open her gates. The pleaser ran sweet as honey over her entire body.

She nearly sighed with relief when he sat up strait in his set. His warm hand coyly scooped up her right knee. Sliding down on his knees he wadded closer to her to get a clearer shot. His seductively warm mouth and skillful tongue returned to her defensive–less vagina. Dipping the tip of his clapper in he felt her entire frame quiver.

"No–no n–not the tongue–AH!" She begged fruitlessly.

Arousing her was a reward in and of itself, he mused. The demon continued plunging his clapper into her a bit longer then lifted his head. He kissed just under her belly button and swirled his tongue in it. Chrono slowly moved up in-between her bust, where her lavender dress still covered them. He rubbed his hands over them and kissed her neck. The demon left a trail of kisses up to the jaw and cheek where he swallowed her lips s he thrusted into her. Her gasp was lightly short as he continued to embed himself gently in her.

She was tight, just enough so it felt like perfectly made mold made just for him, like always. She was warm like a gently simmering pot of thick cream soup, like always. She quivered against him like a newly adjusting babe, like always. It was like every other time they made love, but thins time he was longer. He felt that their chances grate-ly increased for an offspring of their own. That thought alone thrown him into wildly thrusting into her.

The front window pane was chilly under the soles of her stocking feet after they slipped out of their boots. How, was a lost to her. All she felt was this divine ecstasy of his manhood rushing in and out of her in intense waves. She opened her mouth allowing his tongue to entangle with her's. Her fingers found there way into his thick mane of hair. She pressed her soft round body against his ruffly as his rhythm became less tame. Her feet slipped from the window and her legs cris–crossed behind his backside.

He was near the braking point. The demon did know whether to love this extreme point of intimacy or to loath this felling soo close to the goal and being tortured by never getting there. His mate buckled underneath his and threw her head back on a cry that sounded like his name. The white hot licks of her orgasm sent her entire body into uncontrolled trimmers. Her release that shot a rush of heat through his body. He emptied his seed into her and breathed a sigh of relief as he collapsed on top of her. Thanking God that she was made just for him.

She breathed in his sweaty scent deeply and let her warm breath fan past his pointed ear. He moves slowly and softly on her as he kissed her neck. The woman thought she heard the phone ring but shrugged it off for the time being. Her lover moved, his large muscular form rubbed gently over her soft figure. The click of the phone's receiver being lift made him pull his arm out from around her. and she shivered. It wasn't the cold that made her shudder, it was the fell of his manhood within her did. She uncontrollably squeezed her lower half and felt him kiss her bare shoulder.

Chrono lifted the phone to his ear and quitely answered. The voice on the other end sounded panicked and flustered. "C–Chrono!" Azmaria Handric squeaked. "S–Sister Kate got a call, say someone heard a woman screaming your name and we think it was R–Rosette! Is she all right?" The young girl whimpered.

"Yes, she's jake. We were just . . ." The demon raddled his brain to fine the right words, he didn't want to tell his pre–teen friend that they were just mating. ". . . necking." He sighed at last. "I got in her weak spot, and that's when she screamed out my name Azy." He sighed at last hoping that the lie sounded more true to the girl than it did to him.

"Oh! That's is, well . . . nice." The youngster blushed on the other line. Chatter in the back ground muffled her voice as she spoke to someone on her side of the line.

"Chrono." The sharp voice of Ewan Remington could of sliced the demon's ear right off. "What. Were you really doing to her?" His angered, unamused voice shot like a bullet through his skull. "Look. This isn't a romantic tiff for you two. This cult is dangerous, and you should take this seriously or you'll be punished again. AND it wont be transporting weapons for us, we'll separate you until the wedding."

"What!!" The demon bellowed too close to his mate's ear. "Wedding? Who's wedding?" Then a loud buzzing echoed in his ears before he got an anser. He hissed and through the phone away, because it stun his ear.

Murder shone in his eyes as he glared at the receiver that broke from it's cord. "Poor Baby. . ." Rosette moaned and straddled him, moving up slightly on his shaft. "I'll kiss your bo-bo better . . ."

On the other sid of the line:

"Wha–? Rosette didn't tell . . . hello? Hello?!" The corn haired man yelled into the buzzing phone, then it went silent. "The phone's dead." He said astonished to the old man fiddling with the lard monstrosity of a machine. Which was beeping and flashing lights that look suspiciously like female body parts. The priest decided not to comment on that. "That can't be good."

"Electricity and astral energy are sky rocketing." The Elder said reading his new invention, the portable aura detector, (the reverend new it hade a longer name than that but he couldn't remember it). "It's centering in one area. I think a gate is opening!"

"What?!!" The experience militia gasped. "They're summoning the demon right now?1 I thought we hade more time!" He quickly grabbed the hilt of his holly sward.

"Well . . . I believe they thought so too." The old man grinned, his eyes alight with humor. "But they didn't plan on having the ceremony in the abandon sewer right under our soon-to-be-wed couple." His grin broadened, showing his aged yellow tined teeth. "Which are very active now."

Remington suppressed the urge to decapitate his old friend.

Back With our soon-to-be-wed couple

A loud rumbling sound silenced NY night life as the pavement cracked and began to glow. Chrono gently pushed Rosette away from him reluctantly ending her ear nursing. "Demon summoning." Was all he said. His mate puffed out her cheeks and grumbled that this was no place to summon devils.

The golden haired beauty hopped into the back and started to rummage through the weapons they were delivering. She strapped on a ammo belt around her waist and slapped on gun harness onto her thigh. The woman pulled her panties back over her damp flower and reached for some gospels. They were out of her reach so she crawled on her hands and knees closer to them.

Chrono just sat there watching her as he push his stiffening member back into his pants. As she loaded her 45, her butt wiggled at him and he felt his shaft throbbed and harden further. "Uh . . . Rosette. You really don't need that . . ."

"Clam it, chowder head. I'm not play the damsel in distress this time!" She hissed at him, remembering their last mission when she ended up getting rapped by a dead man.

"I'm not saying that you should . . . I just mean that I could do it a lot faster than those . . ." He said slowly as his ears drooped.

"Really?" She said as she sat up and shot his with a hard look. "Then you can go after the big guys and I'll tack care of the little guys." Her eyes flashed once as the gun clicked loaded.

What kind of woman was she? Sure she got raped, violently some time ago but was is her fault? Was she that easy to get on her back?

He leaned back felling the storm rolling from her. The rage wasn't directed towards him but to herself. Chrono never liked this felling of self-loathing form anyone, especially from his mate. He opened his mouth to question her to wash this greasy muck away, but a blast a fire and screeches of panicked New York-ers filled the air.

The young exorcist jumped out of the jalopy and clicked the safety off on her gun. Her partner fallowed close after her. The wind still blew hard down the road. The young demon tried to ignored how her skirt flapped just high enough to show her tender ivory thigh. She quickly shot a low level demon, saving a not too smart cab driver. The grumpy ostrich driver glanced at her and his chin began to dribble.

The blood vain on Chrono's forehead throbbed. On a snarl he transformed into his true form. Claws on every fingertip, that put every knife in existence to shame. A pair of large bat like wings sprouted from his back the color of dark crimson blood spilled over the night's sky. An extra spinal cord shot out from the base of his skull that cracks far more deadly sounding than any mortal whip that ends with a sharp bladed point promising death to whoever crosses it. Finally two ivory horns the shape of spears that marked the creature's dark origins rested above the elf like ears. The brute stood behind the golden earth-bound angel.

The sight of the beast hade every man who stopped to stare at the young lady, (or a high-priced whore as some thought her to be) ran faster than they could from Satan.

Rosette turned around and blankly stared at Chrono with half lidded eyes. "What are you doing?"

He raised his hand to her and gently smiled. "Well you told me to 'go after the big guys' . . ." The demon quoted her with a smile. He opened his wings and took flight. His speed was immeasurable, in fact he could sworn he felt lighter as well. The former duke glanced down to his love and saw that she was just a gold and violet dot on the ground. He folded his wings in and started to slowly descend to the city floor. A smile ghosted his lips when she ruthlessly shot a group of low levels with more gospels then needed to kill them.

A swirl of light came at him, which he easily dodged, only his ear was slightly warmer than it was before. He turned and faced the lower level male. His opponent was weak and look stupider than her smelled. He was vomit copper color and hade a moldy pea green spiral horn sticking out the back of his skull. Chrono sighed loudly and easily split him in two. He stared at the horn in his hand and nearly vomited. There was a sticky slime oozing from the gore that dripped over his hand and in-between his fingers.

He spun around and blocked the attack from the next demon. They were both thrown down and hit the pavement hard. The beast grabbed him by the throat and began to drag him through the crowd backwards. They hit a city trolley and over turned it with the men, women, and children screaming inside.

Chrono opened his eyes which he didn't know he closed. Wile the last demon he killed (he did quite fight it), look like a clay sculpture with far too much water mixed in that barley retained the shape of a human, this one looked like a crude mix of an elephant, a grizzly bear, and a wort hog with ostrich wings perched at either end of it's shoulders. Chrono couldn't tell whether it was a hornless low level or that tusk that is curling over the bottom lip and under it's chin was the horn of a second rate loser demon. It's trunk like snout whipped around dripping and splattering filthy yellow snot all over the place and on his face.

"Why isn't it 'Chrono de Sinner' . . ." Chrono face turned to a sickly blue as her heard the high feminine squeak with the flavors of France in it's voice. "I heard you reached mating maturity, but . . . AH lass. You chosen an inferior female." The thing sighed as Chrono's eyes sharpen hearing the insult to his lovely mate. "Not only she's a greasy oil can, but she's barren to you rich seed . . ." The demon sigh as the superior devil plot up plans of brutally slaughtering the thing. Then his face paled as he felt something rubbing the inside of his thigh. "Now me on the other hand, is far more suited then she."

He quickly grabbed the hand around his neck and swiftly kicked the lumbering mass of fur, leather, and feathers off him. The young demon was blind and deaf to the world as he tore and ripped at the disturbing creature. He didn't know whether it was rage that throw him in the murderess state, or disgust that the thing clammed it hade a uterus and offered it to his seed. When he was done there was nothing left of it but scattered clumps of flesh in a sea of runny poop green blood.

The screams crashed down on him. Whines and pleas of children for there parents to protect them from the monster man. The demon rased his blood splattered face. Mothers carrying their offspring away franticly as fathers assisted by either guiding them to safety or staying at the back incase they need to protect their family. The young demon's ears folded down as he looked at his blood stain claws.

Do I really look that scary? He wondered sorrowfully. As the fist thought entered his head soon other did as well. Would his own off spring scream and panic when they see their father's true form? Would his image haunt them in their nightmares? Or could he– "GAH!!"

He pulled his head back forwards from it being nearly yanked off his shoulders. Chrono snapped his head around wondering how one of his kind could of snuck up on him. It was clear, other than the occasional survivor crawling away. A small drawn out squeak caught his ear. He turned his head down towards the sound and he saw her. Flat on her rump in her dusty pink denim dress, with her curly golden pigtails tied by powder blue bunny clips looked up at him with red rimed eyes. Clear crystal tears bubbled out of her cute crimson eyes and began to wail.

He jumped a bit and quickly wiped his hands and face off blood. Without hesitation he pick her up around the middle and held her above his head. "There, there. Don't cry little princess." She cooed at her and pulled her into his arms. "Oh– I know. I know. Owies hurt don't they?" He said in baby talk as he bounced her on his hip. When that didn't calm her down he lifted her up onto her his shoulder and gently padded her back. "Come on now . . . don't cry. Don't cry."

Her cries died down to whimpers and he inwardly breathed a sighed of relief. Soft urgent sound came from her as the little girl started to clime over his shoulder. He quickly grabbed her before she fell off. She began to cry slightly and attempted to reach for something. He glanced over the golden waves of curls and watched as her tinny chubby hand reached for his tail. He lifted his tail up and around himself to the front, as she turned in his arms. "Is this you wanted to look at?"

She squealed with joy and reached out to it. He smiled sweetly at her and dulled the edges of his tail and slowly brought to over to her. She eagerly grabbed and immediately began to inspect it. He chucked softly at her wonder in her eyes. He didn't know his tail was so interesting, but in her mind it was.

She rocked back and forth in his arms wile hugging his tail like a teddy bear, and decided that she no longer need her shoes. She tossed down her blue sneaker to the ground, leaving her feet with just their pink ruffled shocks. She glanced back at her new toy and came to the conclusion that it was a good thing to chew on.

Chrono blinked once then twice at the tinny angel gnawing on his bone whip tail. He heard car stopping and dying engines near them. Looking up he saw Father Remington, Elder, and the rest of the militia running up to him. The Father walked up to him and pointed at the tiny bundle in the demon's arms. Before he could say anything she squeaked surprises quickly spun around in Chrono's arms and ducked her face into the crock of his neck.

"Bashful little thing isn't she?" The reverend chuckled.

The devil smiled and wrapped his wings around her. He poked his head behind them and whispered softly into her ear. "There no-one can see you now."

Rosette walked up to him like a graceful cloud. She placed a hand on his wing and looked down at the curling mass of gold. "Now . . . who could this sweety be?"

"Me not sweety." A tinny voice piped. The little darling in his arms turned to face her and peeked out the edge of his wing.

"Well then. Who are you?" Rosette asked sweetly.

"Me Miho!!" The little one said louder than she needed.

"Miho . . ." The young lulu echoed.

"Hai!" She piped back in her little voice. Now that introductions are over, she decided that it was time to continued her chewing. She gnashed down on Chrono's wing and began to gnaw her teeth in to it.

"Ow." The demon said with tears glistening in his eyes. "Her teeth are really sharp." He moaned.

"Oh! Now, Chrono. If you don't wana hold her any more, I'll hold her." The you exotic exorcist huffed out. She gently snatched little Miho from Chrono and cradle in her arms.

Remington glanced over at the demon who was nursing his bleeding wing. "OH! Stop your whimpering. Just heal it." The reverend huffed out. "It just a tinny bit."

"That's just it." The demon hissed back. "The wound is so tinny my legions wont bother to deal with it." The young devil shot at him.

Before the priest even laughed at his the little new comer interrupted him. "Him hair purple!" The tinny tot informed everyone. "And–and–and this d–dress is purple too!" She yipped out before Rosette said anything. "S–so that's a boy purple and this is–is a girl purple." The little angel colluded, patting the fabric on Rosette's shoulder. Everyone around that little tinny tot hade to stifle a laugh at her innocence. The little girl wiggled and looked around to the giggling faces. She stopped and patted Rosette on the cheek. "Who dat!!!" She squealed as she pointed to Ewan.

"Well now that's Father Remington." The young woman answered.

"O–kay!"

Edward grinned widely and hade to fight off a laugh that came out a chuckle. "Did you hear that Ewan? You get to keep you name."

"Whoa!" The young exorcist yelped as the tinny girl tried out leap out of her arms. The young woman attempted to hold the girl in her arms but the little one was determine to get out. "I think someone want to see the minster." She smiled and gently walked over to the priest. The little girl crawled into the nerves man's arms and immediately began to gnaw on the Magdalen cross on his shoulder. "Or to chew on the Order of Magdalen's cross . . . whatever's good."

This is the fist time I ever held someone this small. The straw haired priest thought to himself. "She can't be any older than two years old, her parents must be worried sick about her. We must call child services so she'll . . ." He stopped in mid sentence as he patted her head. "She has horns." The reverend stated quickly as he moved the back of her dress to revile two small red bat wings. "Is she a demon?"

"That can't be right." Chrono almost shouted. He reached out one hand to her and pushed her hair behind her ear, as she giggled getting tickled. "Her ears are round."

The little one leaned back into his arms and preceded to suck her thumb. The priest gently sky blue eyes widen as he really began to look at her. "Golden blond hair. Soft pale skin, human shaped ears, and demon horns and tail with blood red eyes . . ." He listed off everything he found similar to them. Ewan slowly looked up at the engaged couple. "She looks just like you two . . ." He said softly and the two enchained glances.

"No. Miho looks like Miho." She corrected him.

FIN

PREVIEW!!!

The Order isn't a daycare service, and soon they'll have to find that out the hard way with the slippery little Miho in there car.

MG: Finally!!!!Done the fist chapter of the long awaited sequel of Lock Within!

C: Is she my baby? (Stars in eyes)

S: Don't get your hops up . . . you know how mean she is.

MG: I'm not mean . . . just to Azy. 'Cause she's annoying.

C: WAIT! Are they going to be more Mihos?!

MG: It depends of what you mean . . . In some sense they are . . .

S: R&R please!