Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from the Chrono Crusade stories.

Warning: I do own all the Oc's I have created in this story.


"Rosette I'm here for you."

"Chrono, It hurts."

"Its ok. I won't leave you."

"I'm Afraid. I can't fight anymore."

"It's Ok. I'll fallow you, no matter where you go."


"The story goes that the demon was so in love with the human women that he locked himself away after her death. Never to be seen again. That was in 1999. Only ten years ago."

"Morgan, this is so lame." Michelle complained bouncing on the balls of her feet. She was very impatient and this field trip was practically boringher to death. Michelle was short and blond standing at 5'5", she was counted one of the shortest in her class. While everyone else here on the trip was sixteen or seventeen, she was still only fifteen, having been born in October. Tomorrow would be her sixteenth birthday. She was however trapped her in the most boring place on earth. The Chicago branch of the Magdalen order. Some stupid convent where everyone was old or boring. The story had held her attention for so long but now they where back on the subject on what it meant to be part of the convent. Michelle didn't really care much.

"Calm down Michelle." Morgan sighed. She was the more patient of the two. Morgan was Michelle's best friend, a brunette standing tall at 5'7". Michelle glanced up at the crowd gathered before her and sighed. The other twenty or so students where thoroughly intrigued by the convent. Morgan and Michelle brought up the rear of the group and Michelle Didn't want to stick around any longer. Glancing from left to right she took a few steps back and began to walk to the right. Morgan quickly fallowed. "Come back here."

"Oh come on Morgan. It'll be fun." Michelle winked slipping trough the old wooden door. Her clothes sure did stick out. She wore blue jeans and a pink tank top, Morgan was no better with her black Tripp's and her black tank top with skulls printed on the fabric.

"This isn't going to end well." Morgan whispered as the past the nuns that worked in the convent. The two girls made there way trough the halls getting deeper and deeper, and yet no one tried to stop them, no one even emitted a word.

"Don't you think this place is a little weird Morgan.?" Michelle looked behind her, looking for her brown eyed friend, after hearing no response. They hadn't even taken many turns, how could her friend have gotten lost all ready.? "Morgan.?"

"You shouldn't be in here."

"Huh.?" Michelle spun around looking in the room she had wondered into. It was kind of dark but she could make out the lines of different machines and tools. A sudden movement behind her had her spinning around. The lights flashed on and she could see a number of different guns and bullets and other weapons lining the walls. A hand grabbed her shoulder and she spun around once more, emitting a small gasp.

"The names Daniel. What are you doing in my workroom.?" A boy with blond hair, not older then seventeen was standing before her. He was dressed in the same clothes as all the other convent members, only he had a harsher look to him. In his hand he held a chain with a cross on it, adn the cross was.....no way, it was glowing.

"I got lost." Michelle stated defiantly. She didn't show fear of this boy. Why should she. The glow on the cross grew stronger with her voice.

"No way." Daniel held the necklace up to his face. It looked as if he was inspecting it. The glow shone brighter, and brighter, taking over the entire room. Michelle trough her hands up to block her face from the light and suddenly it was gone. "There's no way."

"No way wha-"

"Get out.! get out of here now.!" Daniel yelled, shooing her out of the room and back into the hall way. She huffed as the door slammed on her face and raised her hand to bang on the door, but she was intercepted.

"There you are." A nun said from behind her. She grabbed onto Michelle's arm and yanked her away from the door. Morgan was already firmly in the ladies grasp.

"We got caught." Morgan sighed as the nun pulled them away down the hall and back to the group.

"There's always next time." Michelle shrugged her shoulders and the teacher began lecturing the two of them. After the girls graduated from St. Victoria's school for girls, they would have to chose a convent or a church to join. This was just one stop in the long list of places the had to visit. It wasn't the first time Michelle and Morgan had wondered away, and it sure as hell would not be there last. Morgan listened faithfully as the teacher yelled and the other girls watched, but Michelle's mind was else where. Thinking back to that room, back to the boy, and back to the glow of the necklace. Her thoughts continued even as she was pulled along with the group into the next room for learning.


"There's no reason the necklace would have reacted like that." Daniel was still in his room, but now he was on the phone.

"Yes I understand that.

No.

Of course.

But there's no way.

She can't be.

I'm telling you there is no way that girl could be the reincarnation of The Arch Angel Michelle."