Forbidden
A/N: Thanks for reading this, I hope it's not too disapointiong.
Disclaimer: I don't own
Once upon a bed in a castle there lay a girl with platinum blonde hair and behind closed lids, pale sky blue eyes…
"NO! You CAN'T die! You CAN'T!!!" a little girl of about six screamed to the girl on the bed, "Please…please don't die, don't leave us. Mary, Joshua tell her. Tell her she can't die and leave us!" the little girl turned to the said boy, sunshine blonde bangs covering her deep ocean blue eyes, she had tried forbidding Mary from dying, and that coming from a six year old on the verge of tears wasn't very forbidding After that she'd tried begging Mary but that didn't seem to be working either.
The boy looked helplessly from the girl on the bed to the one in front of him. "Mary you can't die…" he replied softly, he knew begging probably wasn't going to work, but there was a chance, and as long as there was a chance there would always be hope.
The thirteen year old blonde on the bed smiled at the two siblings in front of her, and swung her legs over the side of the bed, "C'mon get up. I need to do something incase…" she didn't need to finish her sentence; they knew what she was going to say anyway.
"Sis you should stay in bed." The other blonde girl insisted.
"Rosette," Mary said patiently, "This needs to be done to ensure the safety of the humankind."
"Tsk" Rosette tutted annoyed, that was always the excuse, 'to ensure the safety of the humankind'. But shouldn't Mary's health come first, she wished Mary wasn't a prophet or the holy woman, sometimes she wished Mary wasn't the crowned princess either being those things only seemed to be endangering Mary's health and anything that endangered her siblings' health she hated.
"C'mon." the platinum blonde said again, this time getting up and pulling her two siblings up with her. Reluctantly the two followed.
As they passed a messenger Mary told him to fetch Father Remington and the others and tell them to meet her in the meeting hall. The boy scurried off to do as the princess bid. Rosette wondered what was going on that they would need to see Father Remington and the other priest and Sisters
When they arrived at the meeting hall Rosette still didn't know what was going on, but they didn't have to wait long for the priest and sisters. Remington among the first to arrive walked over to them and asked, "What is going here, Maria? Would you care to explain?"
The pale girl smiled, "Of course, Father, all in due time." With that said the last priest walked in, it was Father Gilliam.
They all turned towards the front were Mary, the crowned princess, holy woman, and prophet stood. She asked for the doors and windows to be closed securely then began,
"Thank you for hurrying to get here. As you all know I am very sick," Mary smiled, they all knew she wasn't just sick, she had been poisoned, "and as I am very sick, I have a duty to ensure that humankind and the earth survive, in order to fulfill that duty I need to have a heir, and as I am neither married or have children, the kingdom will of course go to my little sister and brother," she said pointing in the general direction of Rosette and Joshua,
"But to further ensure the human survival, God has shown me who I must bless as the next holy maiden," everyone waited in anticipation.
"And God has shown me that your new crown princess is going to be the next holy maiden..." all the priest and sisters stared in shock at what the prophet had just said, Rosette too stared at her older sister in shock.
"That said, Rose, get on one knee," Mary instructed her sister, using her public name.
Rosette stared still shocked at what her sister had said, not moving from her position of staring eyes wide and drop jaw to do what was she was instructed.
Mary repeated herself once again saying, ", get on one knee," this time what Mary said apprehended in Rosette's mind and she slowly did what her sister bid her do.
"Father Remington, will you be so kind as to fetch me a pitcher of the holy water, the blessed dagger and a gold wine cup." Remington obliged. Mary filled one third of the gold wine cup up with the holy water, then pricked her index finger with the point of the dagger and dripped seven drops of blood into the holy water, she swirled the cup around to mix the blood and water.
"Rose, give me your hand." Hesitantly Rosette gave her hand to her older sister, eyes staring at the cold stone floor.
Mary took her hand, all eyes on her except for Rosette who she noticed was staring nervously at the floor, she didn't want to but she had to do this. The prophet looked at the little hand in hers and remembered an easier time, when they would hold hands and know they were safe and go out and play and have picnics and such
Painstakingly slowly she brought up the dagger laying the point of the blade on the little wrist of the hand she held, she felt as tears pricked her eyes a second later the torrent of tears fell from them, the room stood stock still and quiet as a grave, the exception being Rosette's scream echoing throughout the room, as she slid the dagger one way across her sisters wrist and then the other creating a little cross shape on the girl's wrist.
Rosette looked up and screamed as she felt the pain of the blade slide across wrist; she felt something warm in the palm of her hand and looked for its source. She found the source to be none other then Mary, or Mary's tears to be exact. She opened her mouth to say something comforting to her sister but instead let out another echoing scream as the dagger slide across her wrist again.
Mary dropped the dagger and scrambled for the wine cup, when it was found she turned her sister's wrist over so the blood dripped into the cup. When the cup was half way full with the blood and holy water mix she started screaming for bandages which was found and given quickly to her along with ointment and clothe to dry and clean the cut.
Rosette watched, tears pricking her eyes, as Mary dried and cleaned the cross shaped wound, then wrapped it in the bandage, all the while tears slid down Mary's pale cheeks. Joshua stood by gaping at what his older sister had done to his twin sister, wondering what the heck was happening
"I, Maria Christopher de Magdalene, bless thee, the next holy maiden with my holy blood and protection. I bid thee drink of my blood and be possessed of the holy powers deemed to thee by thy Holy Father, our God and the father of our savior Jesus Christ. I bless thee Rose Christopher de Magdalene, crown princess and holy maiden with my blood and protection." Saying this, Mary handed the frightened Rosette the cup of their blood and holy water.
The priest and sisters stared up at the exchange between the two princesses.
Mary watched as her sister obediently drank the liquids from the cup. She thought back to when she had first prophesized that Rosette would be the next holy maiden; it had been on the first night she was kidnapped, six months ago today, she was only back a week now. The day she was kidnapped…(A/N: we're in Mary's memory now)
"Good afternoon, Maria hime-sama." The Japanese origin maid called to her as she left the room.
"Good afternoon to you too." she called back to the maid with false cheer Today wasn't that good of an afternoon though, she had been seeing him more recently in her dreams. She knew he would always be the one to take her life, but she couldn't bring herself to hate him. On the outside he was tough and mean but she knew that inside he was a lost and lonely child. She was going to be the one to save him, to show him the light, to show him how to love. Still, he was going to kill her but she had to help him.
She opened the door to the library, then went in closing the door behind her. She turned to face the open window where the sunlight was streaming in, but there was a figure in front of the window obscuring the light. She knew who it was.
"Chrono…" she stated frankly.
He looked surprised at this. "Yes, Maria de Magdalene I presume?" he asked
"Yes" she replied simply to the twelve year old in front of her.
"We need you. Come with me." He stated as she walked towards him and cupped his cheek, an action which seemed to perplex him even more.
"Move to the right a centimeter." She told as he grabbed her around the waist, how he was going to carry her was a mystery.
He did that just as the door was busted open and a sword slashed at where his shoulder would have been. There stood none other then Ewan Remington wielding the blade that would have cut Chrono if he had not listened to her advice.
"Let go of the holy maiden, you vile demon." He addressed Chrono.
Chrono response was to hold her tighter then jump through the open window, six foot span leathery wings spread and he pushed himself up as she heard Remington shouting at the guards and militia to shoot down the demon. But by then they were far away.
It turned out they, the demons needed her for their queen. The queen had a 'mysterious' sickness, and only she could cure the queen, the queen needed someone with holy blood, or so she was told by King Lucifer de Pandemonium.
Later that night she dreamed of Rosette, that she would be the next holy maiden, that she would become the light for Chrono, the one he would truly love, but she needed to show him the light first.
During her six month stay there she'd done just that; she showed him affection, and love that he probably hadn't felt before even though he was the supposed prince
Then she'd found something out; something she wasn't supposed to. The queen's name and her face. Queen Lilith de Pandemonium. Previously known as Queen Lilith Christopher de Magdalene, in other words: her long dead mother, who was apparently NOT dead. The demons had kidnapped her mother when she was only six and Rosette and Joshua had only been a few hours old. Then when the army went after her they found a woman with the same complexion as her mother torn to shreds, they assumed that woman had been the queen and that she had died.
The year after that her father, King Vincent Christopher de Magdalene, decided that he was going to get revenge for his wife. He was found along with a third of his army brutally murdered, the other two thirds of his army were badly injured. With her mother gone and her father dead, she being the oldest assumed the throne.
But this Queen Lilith had the same exact face as her mother, and her name was the same too. But how was that possible? Queen Lilith de Pandemonium had birthed Chrono and his twin, Aion, and those two had to be about twelve if not older by a couple years…
When the King of Pandemonium found out that she knew of the Queen, not that she did exactly, he sent his own sons to kill her. Chrono and Aion.
Their claws had been dipped in poison to make sure that even if she got away with only a scratch she would die. At the last minuet when Aion was running towards her, claws aimed at her chest while Chrono held her wrist securely, Chrono suddenly let go and moved in front to block her from Aion. Aion couldn't stop even if he wanted to though, his momentum was getting the best of him, he stared horrified at his brother
Chrono had moved to block her but she couldn't let him die, not when he was trying to protect the one he was supposed to kill, she had showed him love and he had understood; now she had to save him. With that thought in mind she pushed him aside but with that done, it was too late for her to get out of the way as Aion ran towards her, poison tipped claws aimed for her heart.
They never reached their target, but instead slashed her left thigh as Chrono had risen from his position on the ground and pulled her up, trying to fly her away from there to somewhere safe.
She had instructed him to bring her back to the palace for she knew she was dying from the poison, but he'd been saved. He had brought her back to her room and stayed there with her, he'd cried all night in her lap saying it was his fault, all his fault. It wasn't. She had to save him; she had known he would kill her but not this way, not because she had chosen. It was better this way, she'd had a choice, and truthfully she thought she made the right one.
When dawn broke on them she had forced him to leave, then went back to sleep knowing the maids would find her. She had been gone six months during which she'd had her birthday, and been the most happy but confused since her mother and father died.
A small warm hand reached and grasped her hand, the small action threw her out of her memories as she looked down at the deep ocean like eyes before her, "Maria…" a voice gently whispered.
"I do so bless thee, Rose de Magdalene, as the acknowledged rightful heir deemed so by God to the holy blood of the holy maiden." Mary finished softly, patting Rosette's head, then lovingly cup her cheek and leaned down kissing her forehead. She did the same to Joshua too.
"I must rest now, if you'll excuse me." She said, looking straight forward and walking through the crowd to the double doors of the hall. Rosette followed clinging to her sister's arm Joshua following suit, as the royal siblings left, leaving everyone on the room in awe and/or shock.
When they got back to Mary's room it was twilight.
Rosette stared at her sister. "Can I sleep with you tonight?" she asked her sister who had always been a mother figure to her
"Of course, Joshua, do you want to sleep with us too?" Mary asked turning to face the boy. "Can I?" he asked to make sure.
"Of course you can Joshua." The thirteen year old platinum blonde replied, making him smile.
"Thank you" both Joshua and Rosette answered together.
"Rosette, tell Chrono hi for me." Rosette heard her sister whisper to her before she fell off to sleep.
That night they slept well but when the down broke out only two hearts were beating the third was gone in the night. Mary Christopher de Magdalene, the crowned princess, prophet, and holy maiden died that night.
"Whisked away in her sleep. Another family member gone without the two ever getting to say good bye, or farewell." The blonde girl smiled but you could see the story had made her sad, "So what do you think? Pretty good story, huh? Did you like it, Chrono?" she smiled in the direction of the said boy, she'd told him this whole story but left out all the names.
"Mmhm. Sad, though." He murmured.
'Too bad it wasn't only a story though' Rosette thought to herself then turned to face the now pale Joshua.
"Yeah, sad." Joshua repeated turning away
"Say," Chrono asked, "What were their names?"
--END CHAPTER ONE—
A/N: o.k. Thanks again, and please review. It would be very nice of you did.
P.s. there is a reason for the name change. And if you didn't understand writing like this was Mary's memory, writing like this was Rosette's memory and telling the story. And of course writing like this was the modern day.