Summary: Rosette Christopher died in 1928. Now in 2005, she is reborn in almost the same situation all over again. Except this time Chrono has his horns, Joshua is a minister in training under Father Remington, Satella is nowhere (yet still working on how to get her in), Azmaria is a 90 year old woman, and Aion is well Aion. And last Chrono and Rosette don't remember about each other. And when one begins to remember the other forgets. When the one's memories are back what does that mean for they're lives? And why in 7 hells is Aion still alive?
Hiya peeps! I'm obsessed with Chrono Crusade so this is what became of my obsession! I really like it and I want you all to r&r! I'm having so much fun getting your reviews on my other stories I even appreciate flames. Know why because you guys suck and I don't care what you think! JK! I love getting them just because I know your reading my stories so thanks! -Kaiti
Chrono: Is this one of your stupid ones?
BC: No it isn't
Rosette: You don't have anything-perverted right?
BC: Maybe
Chrono: blush what do you mean by maybe?
BC: Exactly what I said.
Rosette: Maybe... You mean Chrono and I ...do...this and.. that?
BC: Now who's perverted?
Chrono: Rosette! What are you thinking?
BC: Just forget I said anything okay? Please enjoy the 1st chapter!
The blond watched as the scenery flew by. Trees, lakes, mountains, telephone poles, they were all a multicolored blur. Her brother was fast asleep and she was tired as well. She couldn't sleep yet. She didn't want to. She had to watch over her brother. She sighed and looked at the journal in her lap. In it was a paragraph, a very short paragraph. The paragraph was something she had heard a long time ago or it was from one of her dreams, it stuck with her through all the moving and such that she and her brother had done. 'When you are angry act angry, and when you want to cry your eyes out do it. Because you feel much better after you do. You will be able to smile again someday you know.' She leaned back and stared at the roof. I wonder, her mind was wandering, who said that? I wonder if they were someone I knew or someone I dreamed…I wonder. She started to snore… The car stopped suddenly and she jerked awake.
"What's going on?" she asked the man who was driving.
"I heard something…" he said looking out the window.
"What?" she asked sitting up straighter so she could see better.
"A gunshot."
She looked at him nervously, "A…. gunshot?" The young man nodded.
"Your joking." she said no one would shoot a gun in a city this big. Would they?
Her brother finally awakened. "What the hell is going on? Are we there?"
The girl turned and said, "Not yet Joshua, not yet, we'll be there soon."
Joshua sighed, "Then why have we stopped?"
The driver put a finger to his mouth. The two teenagers noticed that someone was walking towards the car.
"David?" asked Joshua. But David didn't answer instead he reached for the gun on his belt.
Suddenly a blond man was at the car window. The stranger smiled when he saw David's gun. "An class 3 Exorcist 95?" he asked.
David blinked and stared at the man for a second and yelped in surprise, "Father Remington!"
The girl stared. David knew this handsome blond man? What kind of name was Father Remington? Is this man a priest? She stared at him awhile longer. She noticed that the blue uniform the 'Father' was wearing was identical to David's.
"Remington, don't scare me like that. I thought you were a poltergeist," said David trying to regain his lost composure.
"Last, time I checked I wasn't a poltergeist." Remington said smiling, "Could I get a ride? My car kind of got smashed to pieces."
"Will the Order be mad?"
"Not really."
"Sure hop in."
Remington got into the front seat of the car not even noticing the teenagers that these two men actually believed in such nightmarish fantasies as demons and devils. David and Remington talked quickly and the teens in the car were amazed. Remington turned, a surprised look on his face and stared at them, "David?" he asked.
"Yes sir?"
"Who are these two?"
The teens blushed in embarrassment.
David also went crimson, "Oh these two are relatives of mine. Remington allow me to introduce… Rosette and Joshua Christopher."
Rosette watched Remington's face and noticed that the man looked like he had seen a ghost. "Uh sir?" she asked.
Remington turned to David and said coldly, "The Order does not take in strays you should know that! We sent you out on a field mission not a family break! You return with two teenagers? How am I going to explain them to Sister Azmaria? Just how are they related to you!"
David stared at Remington and said, "They are my second cousins sir. Their parents died a while ago and these two have been shuffled around to all our other relatives who wanted them. The ones who cared for them are old and can't handle teenagers. Our family was wondering if the Order would like to train them as a minister and sister."
Rosette looked at the car's floor blushing in shame. Remington noticed this and looked at her quizzically. She blushed again and Joshua stepped on her foot.
"Joshua!" she screamed smashing her fist into Joshua's stomach, "What in seven hells is wrong with you!"
Joshua tried to escape the evil clutches of his older sister but to no avail but considering that they were in a small confined enclosed vehicle he made a valiant effort.
"David help me my sister's a monster!" he screamed as she started to crush him against the side of the car.
David spun around to stop them. His arms didn't quite cover the distance between Joshua's neck and Rosettes arm.
"Who's the monster you little twerp?"
"Rosette! Calm down!"
"Shut your trap David!"
"Help!"
"Rosette let Joshua go!"
"Joshua you're going to die a painful death!"
"You are already killing me!"
"Rosette!"
"Die you!"
Remington stared as the siblings fought. David tried to stop them but it was no use. The teenagers wouldn't listen, ok Rosette wouldn't listen. Joshua had known he had lost from the beginning. Finally after stopping the car several times, swerving so many directions that Remington was sick, and almost driving off the road; David managed to get Joshua's skinny neck away from Rosette's large hands. Everyone stared at Rosette as she begun to cuss like a sailor.
"Sister Rosette! I am appalled by your words! You cuss worse and more fluently than David! In fact I believe that you could scare David with that mouth!" Remington said it smiling. Rosette stopped trying to throttle her brother, "Scare David?" she asked grinning evilly, "That would be entirely impossible!"
Everyone laughed. After they were done, Rosette went quiet and the three guys talked. After awhile she interrupted them, "Um Father Remington?"
"Yes?"
"Why did you call me Sister Rosette?"
Father Remington stared at her then smiled, "Did I? I don't recall. I'm sorry if I did. Its just what you call the women who work with me."
David looked thoughtful for a second then asked, "By the way Father Remington… Why are you way out here? Isn't this off the New York Branches protection area?"
"I had to deal with a strong devil." Remington said then mumbled something that Rosette thought sounded like, "One that I have been after for a long time."
Joshua suddenly jumped up and asked, "Devils are real?"
Remington nodded. Rosette looked over the equipment he had on. Her eyes stopped at the site of a gun that was pretty old. It looked to be from about the 1910's or 20's. It reminded her of something but she couldn't place what. It kind of reminded her of that paragraph…like something from a dream, a really long dream. She came back to reality and looked at the gun again. She remembered a boy. A boy with long braided purple hair. And eyes like rubies. He always wore the same thing everyday and the clothing was odd, almost like something from the 1920's. What the heck is wrong with me? Rosette asked herself. Then she stared at the gun again.
"Could I see that Exorcist 45?"
Remington paled and David stared, "Rosette how did you know that gun was an Exorcist 45? You have never held a gun in your life!"
"Sir is it alright?" asked Rosette ignoring her astounded cousin reaching out her hand expecting Remington to give it to her with no quarrel and he did.
"Yes here." he said handing her the gun. All three of the guys watched her handle it. She spun it around her fingers, aimed out the window at a tree, and then stared at it again. It seemed as if the gun fit in her hand perfectly.
"Its and elegant weapon isn't it?" Rosette said in a trance like voice. Remington reached out to take it from her.
"But," said Rosette pulling away from him, "It isn't yours."
David stared at her from the rear view mirror and Remington forced a smile, "Yes its not mine. A dear friend of mine owned it. She died a long time ago."
"Give the gun back!" said Joshua finally seeing the trance like look in his sister's eyes.
Rosette handed the gun back to Remington, as he reached for it, she whispered something. Joshua and David strained to hear, but by the look of death Remington had on his face they knew it was something important. She feinted once the gun left her hand. Joshua caught her.
"Oh my god Rosette!" screamed Joshua and David. David stopped the car as quickly as possible, causing Remington's head to hit the dashboard and Joshua's to hit David's seat. Rosette just crumpled to the floor of the car. Joshua quickly checked to see if she was all right and found her completely blacked out. He tried to wake her by slapping her (not that it ever worked but hey he could try.) David shook her yelling, "Rosette! You better not be dead Rosette! Rosette!"
Both of them turned to Remington to ask for help and noticed his ghost like face.
"Are you okay?" asked Joshua as David asked, "Sir? What did she say?"
Remington stared at David. He looked like he was about to cry. Then he stared up at the cloudy sky, "She said a word that meant a lot to the friend she reminds me of. The one word that I have not heard since 1929. She said one of the words that would make Sister Azmaria break down in tears. She said the one word that meant everything to Sister Rosette Christopher."
"Sister Rosette Christopher?" asked Joshua totally confused, "But that's not impossible, though it is uncommon, to have two people that have the same exact name?"
"It's possible but on top of that she looks exactly like the Sister Rosette I remember," said Remington, "But one Sister Rosette is dead the other is sitting right in front of us, " he whispered and looked up at the sky again.
"What did she say?" asked David seeing his superior's mixed look of pain, hopelessness, and fear.
Remington mumbled something.
"What?" asked Joshua and David looking at him like he had three heads.
Remington looked at them and sighed and said, "Chrono, the Greek root that means time." He muttered, "And the name of a devil."
"Chrono?" asked Joshua remembering the word from somewhere, "That was her make believe friend when we were little."
"Yes that's what she said. She said Chrono," said Remington staring at the girl, wishing it wasn't true then he prayed,
Oh God what are you doing? Wasn't it enough to hurt us once? Enough to have Rosette die? What are you trying to make her do? What will happen now that Rosette is alive? She doesn't remember Chrono. It's been almost 75 years. Will they find happiness this time? Oh God Why? Sister Azmaria of your Apostles is old now what will become of these 3 now that Rosette has returned? Please let Chrono be alive. So that Rosette will have someone to help her. Please let him be alive.
The car drove with all four of them in it towards the New York Branch of the Magdalene Order.
Okay so you all know I have an obsession with going back over things and correcting the errors and adding things in so...If you have already read the story maybe try to read it again in a few weeks it might have some changes added. Sorry I just always have something that would fit better in it that I add.
Chrono: -sigh- no you just always have a major writers block.
BC: You lie! You lie!!!
Rosette: You got that from Gir BC…
BC: You lie! You lie!!
Chrono: -deeper sigh- I can't believe you BC all this writer block? What the heck is going on in your mind?
BC: Oh! –Snaps out of it- I know what is going on! A giraffe sat on a fly and the fly caught the flu and the giraffe died.
Rosette: What does that have to do with anything?
BC: Absolutely nothing whatsoever!
Chrono: -sweat drops-
BC: Actually I have all the corrections done of mostly everything I told you I was going to correct but sadly I'm really busy and have a ton of homework.
Rosette: You are also just lazy.
BC: That too…I can't believe I admitted that in front of all those people…
Chrono: -sigh- I seem to be doing that a lot lately anyway just read and review.