Welcome to Entangled in Chaos, where Abel's back in his dimension but with a few hitch hikers. Like Reflections Curse this story will be written by both Flame800900 and I. Flame will be writing everything Cain says and I'll be writing everything Abel says. You know the drill XD. And no, we don't own Trinity blood. Now onto the story!
The past two months had been... okay. Abel had gotten the chance to talk to his brother. Not the insane one, but the brother who had died all those years ago; when he was injected with the crusnik. But now Abel was back in his dimension and the reality of that had come crashing down.
He'd spend two months in that alternate dimension. Two months! That meant Caterina could have been dead for two months! The last time he saw her she'd been bleeding to death. Abel was such a fool, he should have done everything in his power to get back sooner.
Though in the end it had turned out okay. Caterina was alive as ever. She had been injured but not as fatally as he'd first believed.
Caterina stood before him, her arms folded across her chest, one foot tapping, and monicle flashing in the light. "So, you ended up in another dimension." She sighed and sat down behind her desk. "You may leave, Tres."
Tres vanished through the door, shutting it behind him.
"Did any of them come with you back to our dimension or is it just you who got back?"
"As far as I know, no. I ended up at time square. 01 was also with me when the device went off so I'm guessing he'll end up where ever it was he had been when he went to the other dimension. Besides him, no one else from the other dimension could have gotten here... At least I don't think so..." Abel mumbled the last part.
"You don't think so. There is a chance someone ended up here?" Both of Caterina's eyebrows rose.
"Before I left, 01 attacked me and three others tried helping. I ordered them to leave but the device activated. They weren't near me or 01 when it happened but they were still in the same room."
"If they are here, we'll figure out what to do if they show themselves."
Abel nodded. "On a different note, do you have any missions for me?"
"I did, but I gave it to Dandelion since you had gone missing. He should have been done by now but I've received no news from him in the past month... though thinking back on it, sending Leon really wasn't the best choice." Caterina sighed and began rubbing her temples. "You may leave. I'll assign you a mission if the need arrises."
"Good night Caterina," Abel said with another nod.
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Space churned around Cain. Images flashed before him. One which leapt out at him was one of the sea side. Crash, Cain gasped as he landed on jagged rocks. The sky spun over him. Several long moments passed before the sound of crashing waves thundered in his ears. Gulls flew overhead, circling in the gray sky. The wind blew the sent of salt and a storm towards Cain.
"Cain, Asthe, are you two okay?" Lilith's voice drifted to him. It sounded soft compared to that of the crashing waves.
Cain stood. His robes whipped in the wind. "Fine," he called over the wind. "Fine," he said in a softer voice. He knew this beach. They were on a rocky shore of Albion. How the hell had they ended up here?
"Where are we?" Asthe opted to ask instead of answering Lilith's question. She slowly stood up as she made sure the sword of Gae Bolg wasn't damaged from the fall.
"Albion," Lilith answered, turning in a full circle.
"Hell," Cain answered at the same time Lilith did. Turning to Lilith, Cain said, "We're going to be caught in a storm and both of us can't get us or Asthe to the far shore until sun down. We need to find shelter."
"I suppose you're right," Lilith said, studying the skies. As of on cue it starting drizzling. No doubt it'd start pouring in a few minutes. "Unfortunately I only have the empires currency on me."
"I don't have anything," Asthe added and both girls looked at Cain.
"Terrans are so terrible now, hey?" Cain teased. "There's a town not to far from here. There should be an inn there." He removed his cape and passed it to the two women. "Keep under that. Albion storms get bad fast.
"I'm not going to use a terran's coat," Asthe informed them and refused to share the cape with Lilith.
"After the storm passes we should find a way to get to the vatican, or maybe even the empire. I say or best chance is to meet up with Abel since we don't know how the Seth in this time will react to us," Lilith said before Cain could snap at the methuselah for being so darn stubborn.
"All right," Cain grumbled and glared at Asthe. "I'm not a terran. I'm a crusnik." With that he started off up the rocks towards a road he thought might be there. The only good thing about this mess was at least Albion wouldn't try to stick him in a prison in this reality.
"That's impossible. Only the Empress and Lady Lilith are crusniks," Asthe stated but followed after him anyway.
Cain ground his teeth. What did he have to do, drink her blood? "Forget it, just don't call people terrans you're trying to pass off as one in this reality. Remember the treaty doesn't exist in Albion or in this reality."
"Sure, whatever you say," Asthe said with a roll of her eyes. She picked up her speed so that she was now the one who was in lead. Did she even know where she was going?
Cain must have hesitated for a second because the next moment Lilith was by his side and put a hand on his shoulder, gently squeezing it. "Just give her some time. She'll come around. Who knows maybe this trip to another dimension was a blessing in disguise," she said the last part in joking tones.
"Yeah, perhaps we can stay here and never have to worry about our Seth again. Abel's did sound nice," Cain grumbled. "Sorry, Lilith," Cain winced. He'd forgotten who he was speaking to. "I am trying to mend our relationship, but it's just hard sometimes."
"It's fine," Lilith said with a motherly smile. "All I can ask for is that you try, and you are."
"That's good and here I thought I'd wrecked everything when we got to the empire."
"You wouldn't do that," Lilith stated with confidence.
Just than they entered the small town and Asthe was already going from door to door, trying to find an open inn. "Get over here and help me, terran!" she called over her shoulder as she headed for the next building. Didn't she realize they hardly had any money? What was Cain made out of? Gold? Why was it that the methuselah always went to the more expensive inns?
Cain snarled and stormed over to Asthe. With strength beyond human Cain dragged her away from the inn she was about to go to, and headed down the street to a more run down part of the city. "I'm a priest. I don't make that much money!"
Asthe dug her heals into the ground and forced Cain to release her. "Well sorry, Mr. I'm a crusnik! If you were one then you should have been alive for just about a thousand years! I thought you would have had some money saved up, being a crusnik and all," Asthe said, putting an emphasis on the 'crusnik' part. "Besides if you are who you say you are then you're related to the empress."
Cain's fists were clenched. He had no doubt in his mind that his eye was starting to turn red with his anger. "Unlike my sister," he snarled, "I spent the past eight centuries out of world or running. Unlike my sister, I never had resources to draw to get more money. Just because I've lived nearly a thousand years doesn't make me rich!" he snarled. He could feel his fangs growing over his lips. If not for the rain, his hair would've started to crackle around his head. He could even feel his wings pushing against his back as if ready to flare out.
"Cain," Lilith said trying to calm him down. Asthe had taken a few steps back. "We should go in before our clothes gets soaked through." She led him by the shoulder into the inn. Asthe waited a few seconds before following after them, and even then she seemed to keep her distance from Cain. Her eyes studying him for any signs of red eyes or fangs.
Cain wrenched his shoulder from Lilith's grasp before taking his cape back. He then moved to counter. "One room, please," he spoke in a calm voice. He passed the money to the innkeeper and took the key. Walking back over to Lilith and Asthe, he said, "You two will have to share the room." He passed Lilith the key. " Seeing as I won't be getting any money from the Vatican, I've only enough to get a few inns and tickets to a cheep airship."
"Where are you going to sleep?" Asthe asked, for once sounding concerned for him.
"I'll be fine," Cain stated. "You two should try and get some rest." He pushed the key into Lilith's hand before he stepped out of the inn. He slipped into a back ally before jumping up to the roof of the inn. There he sat down and pushed the hair normally hiding his scar out of his face. His eye, locked forever as that of a crusnik's, was revealed to the storm. The freezing rain beat down on his face, numbing the continual pain of his scars.
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Abel sighed as he straightened himself, and Tres asked for the usual damage report. He missed the other dimension already. Right now he really felt like a fool tripping over his feet. And the bad thing was that if he didn't fall or do anything remotely similar to what Tres deemed 'damaged' then the android would ask why he hadn't injured himself in the past ten minutes or so.
"Oh, clumsy me, I do hope that nun's okay," Abel said in a cheerful voice that made him think of 01.
"Ah, Abel, welcome back," William chose just then to appear. He held his pipe in one hand and wore a suit instead of his usual priest robes.
"It's nice to be back," Abel replied with a smile. "Are you going somewhere?" He motioned toward the clothes William was wearing. Usually a change a clothes meant the Professor was going to lecture a class or going on the mission.
"Lecture and then to Albion for a mission," William replied with a slight bow of his head.
"Good luck then." As an AX member they usually didn't ask about assigned missions as it was classified. The only ones who could know such information was Caterina herself, her right hand man, Havel, and Tres.
William nodded and quickly made his way for the exit. A cart was already waiting for him.
"Tres-kun, did Leon Garcia and Noelle Bar already join the AX?" Abel asked. He had already guessed that they had, but wanted to be certain.
"Affirmative," Tres stated as they continued walking. "How did you know?" he asked, his voice ever emotionless.
"I received a few files on them before I left," Abel answered.
Tres didn't reply to this and instead continued to walk.
"If I didn't know any better I'd say you were upset," Abel joked. He was forced to start jogging just to catch up with the android. Effectively getting his foot caught up in his robes and thus tripping on the relatively flat surface.
"Negative, I'm a machine," Tres stated in his usual monotone voice, bypassing the usual damage report. The android continued stalking forward but soon came to a stop and put a hand to his ear piece. Tres turned and said, "her eminence wishes to see you."
"Already? But I just left her office-" Abel cut off when he heard static from his own radio and quickly turned it on.
"I just got a report that there has been an arms trade in Albion," Caterina said over the radio. But wasn't that where William was heading? "The Professor received a different mission," she added as if having read his mind. "I need you to put an end to it and confiscate the weapons. Be careful Abel there's also an atomic bomb being traded."
That was impossible! After the Armageddon atomic bombs had been outlawed by all countries. The files to make them had all been deleted to insure that! There had been several people who had tried recreating a few but none of them had succeeded as the chemicals they had used were over a thousand years old. Abel guessed it was probably just another dud.
"Okay, got it. And I'm guessing that you want me to leave now?" It was better to be safe than sorry… even if it was a dud, it could still cause damage.
"Yes, get the files and the money you'll need. I've already gotten your ticket for the airship heading there," Caterina informed him.
"Heading over there now," Abel said then turned off the radio. He retraced his steps back to Caterina's office. Several hours later Abel was on an airship heading for Albion. It wasn't a nice airship, but it suited his tastes just fine.
Not bothering to go to the dinning room, Abel stayed in the small room he had received. Thanks to Caterina the trip would only take a day instead of the usual three as she had gotten him the tickets to the faster airship. Though it wasn't as fast as the Iron Maiden it was still better than the older version.
The rhythmic rhyme of the engines and the happy chatter that filled the ship, Abel soon found himself falling asleep. By the time he had awaken the ship had already docked at the port and everyone had begun filing out.
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"We've been wondering around looking for an airship you can afford for over a day now," Asthe growled.
Cain sighed and ignored her. She'd been muttering about this since yesterday. All the airships were well out of Cain's price range for three tickets. He also only had enough money for two more nights at the inn, max. Unless Asthe kept trying to get the meals she'd been after. She'd complained about how breakfast wasn't good enough for one of her standing let alone of Lilith's. At this point, Cain wanted nothing more than to smack the girl.
Of course they could always just stow away on one of the ships, but the risky thing about that was they wouldn't know where it was going until after it took off. Not to mention he'd never hear the end of it from Asthe. Cain's eyes traveled to one of the exits that led to one of the more expensive air ships. People began filing out of it. He slowly scanned over the heads of the people, trying to weigh the pros and cons of sneaking in.
Just then someone with silver hair exited. He didn't catch the face but only one person had that kind of hair.
"Was that Abel?" Lilith asked.
"Speak of the devil and he shall come," Cain muttered. Cain paused. "Come with me, if it's Abel we might have just gotten lucky." Luck, Cain really didn't believe in it, but at this point he was ready for whatever came their way. "Father Nightroad!" Cain called, keeping his eyes on the crowd and the man with silver hair.
At once the man paused and looked around, but he didn't seem to notice Cain or Asthe. His wintery gaze, clouded by thick glasses, locked on Lilith. Well, for once Cain was actually grateful to have been stuck with Lilith. Even if she was highly intrusive.
Abel tilted his chin down and looked over the rim of his glasses. His blue eyes mirrored confusion before they flickered to Cain. Realization dawned on his face but he was soon distracted when someone walked straight past him. Abel's eyes locked on the suite case the man had been holding that was quickly being given to another person in exchange for another similar suite case. Cain had seen the whole thing and Abel had as well.
For a moment Abel seemed to be at war with himself. Debating on whether to greet Cain or follow after the two who had just swapped cases. It only lasted a second though and Abel tried yelling over the crowd, but thanks to the roaring chatter his voice was lost amongst all the chaos. Not wasting another second Abel allowed himself to be swept away from the crowd as he silently tailed one of the two men.
Thank God Cain knew how to read lips. "I'm on a mission. I'll meet with you at Bowerstone inn, Room 236."
"We're heading for Bowerstone inn," Cain informed Asthe and Lilith. He started off in the direction he knew the inn to be in.
"What? Isn't that one of the more expensive inns? And shouldn't we be following Abel? He might need help... with whatever it was he was doing..." Lilith said.
"That's where he wants to meet us. I don't have a clue why, but it is." Cain glanced around the streets.
"At least he knows the importance of getting a nice inn," Asthe grumbled as she glanced at Cain.
Bowerstone was closer to the Londinium palace then the in they were staying at. Being at the heart of the city meant more people which then led up to more wealthy people. And with wealthy people there was always some sort of underground criminal organization going on. Whatever mission Caterina had sent Abel on must have involved illegal trading, of sorts.
Cain looked around the inn, feeling out of place there. Asthe just looked right at home even though she was among terrans. The damn girl was really starting to get on Cain's nerves. He wasn't sure how long until he lost his temper with her again. Plus the numbing cream had been left back in his reality.
Cain's fist clenched in time to the throbbing pain. It was the only thing keeping him from striking Asthe right then. "Room 236," Cain muttered and looked at the rooms they passed. Soon the right room came into view. "Here. I guess we just wait here until Abel comes."
He tried opening he door but it was locked. Damn it! Lilith was just about to ask something when a human walked past them. By the looks of her, she must have been the wife of the care taker of this inn.
"Oh, are you with Father Nightroad? Lady Caterina had only mentioned him coming. I'm sorry for the inconvenience." She fished out a few keys she had kept hidden on her person and unlocked the door. "There wasn't any other inns in the main city available on such a short notice so her eminence got a room for him here." It almost sounded as if the woman was trying to tut her own horn. Bragging about how great this inn is. "You're really lucky since this was the last room we got."
Lilith nodded her thanks and the woman quickly excused herself.
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"I'm on a mission. I'll meet with you at Bowerstone inn, Room 236," Abel shouted over the crowd. Thanks to the loud chatter of those here, though, he could barely even hear his own voice. Abel glanced toward where one of the men had just run. He was moving along the crowd on quick feet. No doubt he was also an excellent pick pocket.
The man glanced around, looking a little shifty. His eyes skimmed the crowd. Abel ducked behind a building. All the while he kept his eyes locked on the man. The man slipped off down an alley. Abel raced through the crowd and slipped into the alley behind the man without notice.
Abel peaked down the second alley the man had just slipped into. The man put his suitcase down and sat on it. He was either waiting for someone or was taking precaution to make sure he wasn't being followed. Abel ducked behind the wall when the man started looking back the way he had come.
'Please do something,' Abel found himself thinking. Right now he really didn't want to be following this person. He needed to get back to the inn and talk to Cain... Not to mention he was hungry. But going back now would mean potentially losing his only lead. It was amazing that he had even gotten a lead that quickly, and Abel wasn't one to look a gifted horse in the mouth. Abel debated approaching the man, but that would also make this mission harder.
Finally after what seemed like an hour the man began to move again. Abel took the roofs and followed him from there.
The man led him all over the city. First he went one way; then another; then another. He kept back tracking before going off in what seemed to be a random direction. After a time he finally stopped before a metal door and knocked three times.
"How's the day?" a voice came from behind the door.
"Rotten," the man replied in gruff tones.
A/N: Good, bad? Any recommendations? How about predictions for the up coming chapters? LOL, okay well anyway hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and please review.
Special thanks to Mokatty for reviewing our last story!
Notice: This story is written by Flame8009000 and Bluewings900.
