Chester sat beside Stephanie as the moon came out. All Chester knew about their location was that it was above ground and in Europe. That's literally all Chester knew. Stephanie was the one that had looked around on the maps when they were at Parry's Manor.
Parry.
Chester hated him. He thought that getting even with a person that killed Chester's parents wasn't important. Chester spat at the ground in disgust at the thought of him. He'd rather deal with a bonkers Martha any day.
"It's a full moon out tonight, Chester." Stephanie stated.
Chester smiled lightly as he noticed it was. The last time he saw a full moon at this hour was when he learned Martha had fed him humans. The thought still haunted his dreams. When he wasn't dreaming of finally killing Danforth that was. The Armagi ruined his chances at an easy kill. Now he would have to drag a hormonal teenage girl, Stephanie, and a nut-job ginger-haired antitopsoiler near-terrorist, Martha course.
"When do you suppose we'll reach Danforth?" Chester asked casually to Stephanie.
"Why do you have to obsess with that creep?" Stephanie asked. "It's gone beyond the point of grief, Chester, now it's crossed the boarder into insanity!"
"You side with the murderer then?" Chester replied with a matter of fact tone.
"If you go through with this you'll be no better than he is!" Stephanie argued. "Why can't you just be happy we're not killed by the Styx? Or happy that you haven't gotten dark-lighted again?!"
"DON'T EVER SAY I AM AS BAD AS THAT FREAK! HE IS THE WORSE THING THAT EVER EXISTED! HE IS WORSE THAN THE STYX! WORSE THAN THE ARMAGI! PERHAPS WORSE THAN SATAN HIMSELF!" Chester replied with a screaming yell.
"Chester, I know he took your parents away from you, but this isn't worth it. Please, it's not too late. Let's go back, I'm sure that the others would forgive us! Please! This isn't right! This isn't you." Stephanie urged.
"I started this! Now I must see this through! No matter the cost!" Chester stated without thinking.
"Then you aren't the Chester I knew. The Chester I-"
"Kids!" Martha yelled like a charming mother would on soap-operas. "Time for bed!"
Chester just starred at Stephanie as she walked back into the tent. Leaving a Chester full of uncertain thinking.