Chapter One: Attack On The Opera House

A/N: Starts at the end of Kyrie's song and the start of Sanctus' speech. Even though I'm not done with REborn or Xenosaga, I hope you enjoy this.

Legend: italics -- someone thinking

As Kyrie finished her song, she looked out to the audience clapping; her brown eyes lighting up in surprise. She saw Misa waving at her energetically and Nero grinned back at her, his free arm propped and legs crossed. Both of them were sitting down. The brown-haired girl looked to a old man wearing a yellow and white ceremonial robes as he looked at her with a small smile on her face. She stepped off the stage. Misa looked at the man with a bit of worry. Father... "2,000 years ago,'' he began, "the Dark Knight Sparda, turned against his demon bretheren and took up his sword for the sake of mankind. Though despite his brave efforts in our names, I fear some have forgotten the truth of that great sacrifice. If the events of that terrible time were to reoccur, the fusing of both the demonic and human realms, we, weak humans, would have no means by which to oppose our submission." The dark-haired girl looked around to see a man wearing a white miltary-esque uniform, a sword strapped to his side, looking at her. He had a face that said 'Why are you late?'. She smiled at him, rubbing the back of her head. Nero sighed as he fidgeted--obviously bored--and listened to the blaring rock music on his headphones. He glanced back to see Kyrie walking over. He blushed, turning his head to two gifts inbetween him and Misa.

''Blushing, Nero?'' The dark-haired girl mouthed at him. He narrowed his eyes at her. ''Getting enough milk?'' She slapped the back of his head as the brown-haired girl sighed, picking up the two gifts with a smile. She sat down between the two, Misa making room for her.

"Why were you two so late?'' Kyrie mouthed to Misa who had slumped against her arm. ''Ran into some trouble,'' she whispered to her. ''Sorry, Kyrie-chan.''

"And so I ask you to unite!" They heard Sanctus say. "And pray that even if such a dark time of chaos were to revisit us, our gracious Savior would shelter us from the storm. Let us pray!" The church members bowed their heads and placed their hands together in a praying motion. The dark-haired girl and Kyrie were about to do the same until Nero stood up with a sigh. "Nero...What's wrong?" The brown-haired woman asked him. He shook his head and told her, "I'm outta here." "But it's not over yet." Misa looked at him and stood up. "All this preaching's putting me to sleep." ''Nero, sit down or I'll bum rush you!'' She whispered to him. He ignored her and moved past Misa as Kyrie stood up to follow him.

''Ow...''

The brown-haired woman looked at the dark-haired girl who held her head as if she were in pain. ''Misa?'' ''My head..'' Nero looked back at the dark-haired girl then looked down at his bandaged arm to see it was glowing. What the...? Misa looked up at the stained glass roof along with Nero as a man in red broke through and landed in front of the priest. The priest stepped back as the man in red shot him point blank in the head. The man looked back to everyone, blood on his face. Misa shook her head and let out a loud scream as everyone in the church began to panic. ''Father no!!'' The guards immediately unsheathed their swords, rushing at the man. "Your Holiness!" The head guard yelled. The man dressed in a red coat made easy work of the guards, almost dancing with them and killing them in the process. Nero grabbed ahold of Kyrie's arm and pulled her along. She grabbed the dark-haired girl's arm, pulling her along and dropped the two gifts and watched them get stepped on. The head guard ran over to the fallen Sanctus, kneeling over him in shock and horror.

"No!" The man in red killed the last of the guards then looked over to the head guard, walking towards him. The two women saw as they screamed. "Credo!" They both yelled. "Kyrie! Misa!'' The two of them ran over to him. Kyrie felt Misa's arms go around her shoulders, hearing her say, ''Kyrie, watch out!'' They were both knocked over by a body flying into them. The brown-haired girl looked to the dark-haired girl who seemed like she was knocked out. ''Misa!'' She gasped, hearing the boots stop in front of the two. Kyrie stared up at the man in red in fear. He looked down at her then to the unconcious girl around her waist.

That girl... His thoughts were interrupted as he heard an angered yell behind him. He turned around to get a face full of black boots and flew back into a couple of pews. Nero landed on the ground, drawing a silver revolver from his jacket and began shooting at the man. The man drew two pistols--one black and one silver--shooting back. Kyrie shielded Misa as the two white-haired men insued their gunfight. He growled then put his gun away, drawing his sword and rushing at the man in red who in turned drew his sword from his back. Now they began to fight each other using their swords against one another. Soon, after an passing of bullets and sword clashes, they were on top of the statue of Sparda, facing each other with a gun in hand.

"Nero!" Kyrie cried out. Misa stirred and sat up, holding her head. ''Nero..?'' "Kyrie! Misa! Go with Credo and get outta here!" Credo ran over to the two women and helped them up. "I will return with help! You stall him until then!" The brown-haired man ordered. "I won't hold my breath." He moved his head to the side, shaking off the headphones as he and the man in red began to fight. Credo proceeded to escort Kyrie and Misa outside only to have the dark-haired girl pull away. ''Misa..?'' ''Sorry, Credo-sama, but I'm gonna help my stubborn stepsibling,'' she told the two as she ran back. ''Oi, Nero! Need help?'' She looked to Nero, jumping out of the way of the statue's sword as it fell and hit the floor with a thud. The younger man had held back the man in red then pushed him back. ''Misa!'' He looked back to the man who had placed the dull end of his sword on his shoulder. ''Yeah, sure, why not?'' The dark-haired girl noticed he and Nero looked alike...in a way, if he had facial hair and looked older. She held out her hand as the spear appeared again.

"You got a jacked-up notion of fair play pal, and it's beginning to piss me off."

Yeah, and me coming here makes it fair? Misa thought.

End of Chapter One

Short, yes. Fun to write? But of course! ; Read and review.