MT: This is my very first Chrno Crusade story, please be nice. By the way, it has been edited for grammar mistakes and such.

Summary: Something's wrong with Chrno. He's acting strange and wants to be left alone. He won't talk about it and after he's gone to be alone, he disappears.

Disclaimer: I don't own Chrno Crusade or its characters; they belong to Daisuke Moriyama-san.

Claimer: Ximander

Warning: OOC'ness, blood, violence

Chapter 1: Sadness

Rosette's eyes opened and she sat up in bed. Something was wrong with Chrno, she just knew it.

Rosette Christopher was a sixteen-year-old nun working for the Magdalene Order. The year was 1924 and four years earlier, she made a contract with a demon named Chrno after the demon, Aion, leader of the Sinners, kidnapped her brother, Joshua Christopher. Right now, she lived in the Harvenheit mansion with Azmaria Hendric, Chrno the Sinner, owner of the mansion Satella Harvenheit and the butler Steiner.

Silently, she moved the covers aside, hopped off the bed and walked out of the room she was sleeping in. She walked silently down the hallways until she reached the room where her demon was sleeping. She stopped in front of the door and watched it for a few seconds before she pushed it open and stepped inside.

Rosette's azure eyes scanned the room for the little demon. She did not know how old he was; she just knew he was more than sixty years old and he was in the form of twelve-years-old child. He had the knowledge of an old man (an old human anyway) and even if his form was so small it was still muscular.

The bed Chrno was supposed to sleep in was empty. He was nowhere in sight in the room but the glass doors leading to the balcony were open.

Rosette stepped forwards, reaching the doors and looked through them. She spotted the purple-haired demon lean against the railing. He was shirtless and his hair was still tied into a braid, the yellow ribbon holding it together. He was watching the stars and did not notice Rosette.

Chrno kept his gaze upon the stars. He saw his face appear between them. So many years had passed since the incident, so many things had happened since then. Chrno had been the cause of most of the painful things happening around him. It had all started with him. The following years after the incident hadn't much happened until Aion reached the Sacred Legion. After Aion it was Magdalene and then it was Joshua and Rosette.

It looked like a shooting star appeared on the night sky for a few seconds. It disappeared just as fast as it had appeared on the dark, cloud free, star filled, night sky.

Chrno's eyes narrowed slightly then he sighed lowly. Of all the many things he had tried then this was the most ironic thing he had ever done. He was a demon and he was working for the Magdalene Order, people praising the Angels and fighting the Demons. Probably no human had seen an Angel but they still praised them. The humans adored them.

Angels had been walking on Earth in human forms praising about Jesus. Jesus had just been a mere human! The selection of Jesus had been coincidence. It had even been a prank between the Angels. "Fool a human". They had flown around and suddenly spotted woman who just had become pregnant who also happened to be in the belief she couldn't become pregnant! "You're pregnant with the child of God"

Chrno shook his head. The story about Jesus had just been one of many they had been told as hatchlings to laugh at or shake their heads upon. Jesus hadn't had any godly powers; it had only been the Angels who had been forced to follow him everywhere because they had shown themselves to a human and said the son of the lord were to be born. However, as Jesus became older, the Angels used it to their advantage. They had used Jesus to be the Christ, for the human kind to be Christians in the future. They had used Jesus to make the human kind praise Angels and God even more and to fear and hate Demons even more.

Now, Jesus was just some tortured soul in Heaven. A laughingstock to the Angels.

It was disgusting.

Angels weren't what humans thought they were. They were those who had killed him. They were demons in white.

No. 'Demons in White' could not describe them. Demons would never sink to the level of Angels. Never.

Nevertheless, no matter how much Chrno was aware of these facts; they didn't make him feel less guilty about all the things there had happened around him.

"…Chrno?"

Chrno snapped out of his thoughts and turned to look at Rosette.

The blonde teen was looking at him with slight worry in her eyes. Chrno was looking so sad, haunted… angry. "You okay?"

Chrno forced a weak smile and nodded "I'm fine, Rosette. Don't worry. Go back to sleep."

Rosette huffed and looked at him skeptically. Chrno didn't look fine, not at all. However, she knew there was nothing to do, not at that time of the night. She sighed deeply and nodded; she still looked at him skeptically as she left the room.

Chrno sighed deeply as he watched the door close after Rosette, and then turned his gaze back to the stars. Did he feel the way Chrno did? Or were his revolution and his plans making him forget?

Fiore sighed deeply. Her master was nowhere in the beach house. Her master always told if he left the beach house and since he hadn't told he would leave then he had to be on the beach. Stepping out on the balcony, Fiore spotted her white-haired Demon master standing close to the water. He seemed to be watching the night sky "Aion-sama?"

"What?" hissed Aion; an unspoken threat was lying underneath his tone. He didn't turn to look at the doll. He didn't ask for her to come out there and annoy him. Right now he preferred to just be alone.

Fiore took a step backwards "…Nothing…" Might be she was Aion's doll but never had he spoken to her in such a manner in the ten years she had worked for him. He had always treated her nicely, much more nicely than he was supposed to do. She was grateful he treated her like he did even though she didn't deserve it as a puppet.

The maid spun around and retreated back inside the beach house to look out for Joshua and leave her master alone.

Aion turned his head just a tad to see the maid disappear inside the beach house. A sad expression covered his features as he turned his gaze towards the cloud free night sky. So many years had passed since the incident; two hundred and ninety years to be more exact. Almost three centuries. A mere human would never be able to live that long; they barely reached the age of hundred. To demons, those three centuries would almost feel like nothing, like time had just passed by; to others, it felt like an eternity.

Aion gritted his teeth; why couldn't he just forget the damn incident!

He hated the feeling he received this certain time each year. He reached his hand up and pushed his glasses aside to rub his eyes. His brain said he wanted to forget but his heart never would. He couldn't make himself forget no matter how much he tried. Now, his mind would be like this for days. He would be unable to concentrate on the matter before hand.

He wondered if Chrno was in the same state of misery as his was.

MT: There you go! First chapter of White Devils! About five hundred words have been added in this… I think the correct word is reversed version but I'm not sure.

Remember folks! This is pure fiction and please do leave a review! It makes me happy :)

Now, as I decided to delete the old version and post the new version, I will remember to give thanks to Whispering Lotus, Shadow-chan93, glitteredvixen06, AionChrono, foreverboundtopain and moonray9 for reviewing the old version. I hope you'll read and enjoy reading the new version and perhaps review.