Sorry for the slow updates! But I'm going on with this one again!
"Like this?" I ask sitting straight on the chair.
"Yep," Aira says smiling at me.
"That's how you sit right."
"I'm learning!" I cheer.
"And soon you'll be a good lady," he said.
I gasped as I woke up hysterically. I had cold sweat again. As I looked around I found myself alone in the bed. He must've left while I was still asleep. I let my hands fall to the sides of the bed and feel a crunch under my hand. I turn to find a piece of paper there; a note? I pick it up and read it.
Thanks for last night. Come over to Milady's parlor once you wake up. And properly dressed if you don't mind. -Break.
Figures. Might as well leave now. I turn to the clock in my room. It was eight in the morning. I got dressed and went to Sharon's parlor and like he said Sharon and himself were there taking a cup of tea.
"Morning," I say mostly to her.
"Morning to you~" he said perkily but I ignored him. He had his share yesterday.
"Good morning, Elena," she answered. "Would you like a cup of tea?"
"No thanks," I say taking my leave already stopping at the doorway as I hold the doorknob.
"Going to the city?" she asked.
"Yep, St. Belligeron day's today. Might as well enjoy it while it's here," I say.
"Would you mind some company?"
"Like hell are you coming with me," I tell Break at his question.
"Oh come on don't be modest," he said pushing me out. "Milady if you wouldn't mind, we'll be leaving."
"Have fun," she smiled.
"No! Wait, Sharon, don't-" I was cut off as he picked me up and carried me over his shoulder. "Put me down! Down, now!"
"If I do you'll run away~" he mocked.
"Of course I would!" I yell as loud as I could.
"You're an asshole," I pout once we get to the crowded city.
"Your language," he reminds me.
"No! We're outside the mansion and you can't tell me shit here," I say furious.
"True~" he says and hits me head with the scabbard. "But I can still do that."
"I hate you!" I say through gritted teeth and pissed.
"I love you too~" he mocks.
"Argh!" He's simply impossible. I look ahead and find a store. "AH!" I run over to it. I stare in awe at the beautiful outfits. I not particularly fond of dresses but customes are something else. "They're beautiful~"
"You like them?" the salewoman calls, an old woman. I nod as her answer. "Looking at you I would say-" she starts rustling through the racks and finds a pretty blue outfit. "This would do fine."
"May I try it on?" I ask.
"Sure thing, the dressers are over there," she says pointing me at the back of the store.
"Thanks," I called going inside one of them. After taking my clothes off, I put the outfit on. Yeah it's gorgeous alright. it was a corset with a flowing skirt and (hey lucky me!) short under. It also had a blue small jacket and with my white boots it looks classic. I come out twirling in it, the tail a bit long swipping on the floor of the store. "How does it look?"
"Good," she stops at his voice and blushes.
"I didn't ask you," I mumble. "I was talking to the lady who gave it to me."
"How was it-" she comes back and stops seeing me. "Well was I right. You look marvelous in that, deary."
"Thanks!" I say and take out my wallet. "How much will it be?"
"Oh, your fellow already paid for it," she gave me a bag for my other clothes. She also handed Break another smaller bag, "Have fun you two. Young lovers these days. Such a lovely sight."
What? "No, we're not-"
"We should get going, darling~" he calls putting his arms around me.
"Let go!" I yell hitting him with my bag full of clothes and my loaded guns.
We walk out of the store and he asks, "You have your guns with you?"
"For protection," I clarify. "I don't want what happened that night with Ouroboros to repeat itself." I felt unprotected and vulnerable that time. Like hell am I letting my guard down now.
"You know with me here you don't really need them, right~?" he asked pointing at himself.
"That's what I'm afraid of," I sighed. "Besides it's better to be sorry than dead so..." I changed topics, "Is there anywhere you'd like to go?"
"Thought you'd never ask," he said. He motioned with his sleeves, "Follow me."
"Should've guessed," I sigh as we stand out a bakery/cafe.
"Let's go~" he pouted pulling on my arm as he drags me in. Inside it was pretty chic, like Sharon's parlor was. Comfortable, huh? We sit on a free table and a waitress comes to us. "Welcome, what will be your order?" she asked ready.
"I'll take some tea and a strawberry shortcake," I say really craving something with strawberries since last night.
"Okay-" she says writting it down. "And you sir?"
"I'll have tea and a portion of everything," he said smiling. Is he freaking serious?
"O-One of everything sir?" she asked in disbelief. I don't blame her.
"Yep," he assured her.
"I-I'll be right back," she says still not believing it.
"You just had to go and freak the waitress didn't you?" I ask after she's gone. My elbow on the table and my chin resting on my palm.
"I'm really hungry," he says as an excuse.
"And I wonder how the hell you don't get diabetes," I say trying to figure him out.
"Healthy diet, of course!"
Emily? "You brought that with you?" I say as he takes the doll from hell out his pocket.
"I couldn't just have left Emily," he says putting her on his shoulder.
"I was suffocating in there!" she squawks. Noisy. The waitress comes back with our tea in a tray along with two pieces of shortcake.
"Here's the tea and your order, miss. As for the rest we'll get them out as soon as we get the fresh batch out, sir."
"Thank you," I say as she leaves. I start at the first bite but see he's already licking the plate clean.
"How?" I screeched.
"I told you I was hungry," he pouts again.
"Your impossible," I sigh as cover my eyes with my free hand the other busy with the the forked bit of cake. Suddenly I feel his hand on my wrist as he pulls it forward along with me and lands the piece in his mouth and slips it off the fork. "W-what the heck?" I rage as I try not to blush, absolutely failing at it.
"Im fungry," he mumbles eating the rest of my cake, muffling since he has the plate in his mouth.
"How could you?" I cry. "I really wanted that."
"Order another one," he says as if nothing.
"You're a jerk," I say slouching back and crossing my arms in front of me.
"Don't do that," he says.
"Do what?"
"Slouch," I feel his foot push my knee pushing me up on my chair. "It's bad posture."
"What, am I getting etiquette from you?" I ask going down again. "I'll do what I want?" But I take it back when the waitress comes back with more cakes, five of them just made. Break quickly gulps the first four. I quickly jerk for the last one.
"That's mine."
"You took mine," I say in repraoch. He pushes me back as I began slouching again and I let go of the plate as he takes it.
"Hey, that's not fair!" The waitress comes back four times and the four times the same thing happens. By the end we've spent most of the day in there arguing and him just taking away the cakes in my hands. By then I'm left with just tea in my stomach. "You're the worst," I pout at him. "It's been twenty cakes and I still haven't gotten a single dessert."
The waitress comes back with one single thing in the tray, "This is the last one, a Mont Blanc." She places it on the table and leaves. By now I give up on eating anything.
"What? No fight?" he asks.
"What's the point?" I say defeated. Then I see the plate as he pushes it towards me.
I look up at him as he shrugs and says, "I'm full you can have that one." I stare in disbelief and take the spoon watching as he simply puts his chin on his hands and rests his elbows on the table. "You're not joking?"
"Be my guest," he smiles. I take a spoonful and slowly, to make sure, bring it up.
"Are you going to take all day?" His comment pissed me off and I took the spoonful into my mouth. My mouth swirls in the flavor. I bring my hand up to my cheek and close my eyes. It's delicious. "Sweet~" I manage to say whispering to myself.
"I'd say cute," he jokes as I open my eyes to blush and yell at him.
"Shut up!" I call and keep eating it. When I done, I am more than satisfied. We leave and notice the suns come down. "Already this late?"
"We should hurry," he says grabbing my hand as he drags me along.
"Where are we going?" I ask having trouble catching up.
"To a rooftop," he smiles. Twenty minutes late he drags me into a building's roof. I see there that not many people are there some but not many. All talking, waiting for something. It was a little bit past five so I wonder what the whole commotion was about.
"Why are we at a roof top?" I ask as he drags me to the edge and sits down, his legs dangling over the edge.
He motions beside him, "Sit." I do as he says and sit like he is but pushing myself a bit since I really don't like high places.
"Could you tell me what we're waiting for?" I ask.
"Be quiet and look at the sky," he says softly as he points at the dark sky. And just as I turn to look the burst of colors and sounds engulfs everything in the night.
"Fireworks?" I call in amusement as they continue to fill the night sky.
"It's what they do just as the festival is to end," he says. I hear rustling but can't take my eyes off the fireworks and their beauty. I suddenly feel something on my head. I touch it and feel a hairpin.
"What is this?" I ask looking at him.
"A present," he said leaning his head on my shoulder suddenly. "You do know what it symbolizes don't you?"
"U-Um," I stuttered. I haven't been here the last sixteen years. Like hell I know. "It means something?"
"As oblivious as always," he calls chuckling a bit.
"W-what's so damn funny?" I ask jerking away from him, not standing up.
"Not funny," he says grabbing my chin and making me look at him. "Just..." is he pulling me? "Amusing." Break...
"AHHHHH!" We both turn away to the sight below us. The fireworks done, below a raging fire engulfed the city.
"What's wrong?" I call as we both stand up.
"We need to get down there," he says as he grabs my hand again and turns to leave but suddenly stops.
"What's going on?" I ask.
"Isn't it beautiful?" a voice calls from in front of us. There I see a boy no older than me with a black outfit. His hair long and black tied behind him and his eyes red. "Won't you enjoy it with me, Elena-chan, our Festival of Stars."
"Festival?" I say. "Are you from-"
"Ouroboros," he confirmed bowing to me. "The name's Damen Blackheart. A pleasure to meet you Elena." I look back as the fire began consuming all the buildings. "It's the festival commemorating our new beginning. The new moon stained in the red of blood." He extends his hand towards me. "For only us the chosen seven."
"This isn't a festival," I hear Break call moving his arm in front of me shielding me. "It's hell."
"I wasn't referring to you Hatter," he says swiftly moving his hand foward and an invisible hand smashes him away without any warning.
"Break!" I call concerned as he lands far from me. I turn back to see nothing.
"You can't see it?" he asks smirking. I change my eyes into Eclipse and gulp in fear. That thing... what the hell is that? It's body is massive and a red color. It's eyes are black voids and it holds a great sword. The sword itself it overflowing with...blood. "You can now."
"W-What is that?" I call in rage yet I feel the fear surging my body.
"It's an old friend of mine, from the Naraka," From Hell?
"A demon?" I hiss quietly.
"Not quite," he snaps his fingers as the great thing flings the sword for me way too fast. Fast enough that I can't block it and it catches me. I grab onto it as I see the streets below me. If I fall from this height I won't survive. "He's Mefistofeles. i call him Mefisto."
"Lucifer's subordinate?" I call barely clinging to the sword.
"Exactly," he calls. "And I wouldn't try if I were you." He was referring to Break who had moved his hand for his blade. "With a single word, she falls into the precipice."
"Stop!" I call to Break. "Don't do anything stupid! Go help the city!"
"And leave you here?" he calls back not taking his eyes off Damen.
Shit! I look down there's nothing in the way to break my fall.
Use your powers. I'll unlock them for you.
Wrath? What powers?
Let go!
"Are you crazy!" I hiss.
"Are you talking to yourself now?" Damen asks. Do it!
"Fine!" I yell frustated trying to at least believe in her words. As I slip down I just hear Break's voice calling my name in despair. Suddenly a rush of power came over me. You have the power now to fight on par with them. Great! "Thanatos!" I pronounce as the dark figure appears from the wind below me. Cutting through the edges of the air I feel the metal claw holding me as the black wings spring upward. I look up to see the huge form of the sadden angel I saw when I was a child. He stopped right were I had fallen from. "We're on the same balance now." The clawed-hand placed me on the roof gently as he pulled the gun out. "If you're insinuating this is the festival then...Aira and Mirana are down there causing the chaos."
"Not only them," He smiled as he made Mefisto visible and stood on his shoulder. "Khalia, Alven, and Ash as well. With you and I that makes the seven sins reunite in this glorious day. Wouldn't you want to come back with us?"
"Why, so you can kill me again?" My question arising a frown on his face. "Yeah I know. You killed them too, Gardenia, Haven, my mother. But worse yet, you killed a Baskerville. I want to know why kill them. Only Gardenia was the one who gave you up. She betrayed the seven by selling your secrets for a life. If you had your revenge then why kill Analice, Haven, and Angelica. Why, when they were as innocent of any crime as I am."
"Why?" He chuckled at my question as if I were seriously kidding. "You ask why? Then you mustn't know then." Know? "Gardenia sold everything she had and was to a queen sorceress. Her wish was granted. The man she loved lived. Sadly she was told that he never cared for her."
"He lied. And I say that you knew why," I say.
"You're asking me?" he said placing a hand upon his chest.
"You threatened him that if he got close to Gardenia again, you would kill her," I smirk realizing what everything was about. "At knowing this, Gardenia cursed you and the rest when she was at the guillotine. May his soul live forever on, for as long as my soul lives his will also. And it came true. every single one of them had someone they loved. And you, as the source of the seven, became envious of them. You killed her those four times to proof your thousand year old threat. The reason why this whole scam was placed was because the strong Pride fell in love with her comrade."
Thanatos instantly fired at Mefisto who had motioned to attack Elena. "You dare accuse me of such low human emotion?"
"Why else would you attempt to kill me?" I looked over to Break who was most probably feeling useless in this fight. "It's because...you found out I found the person I do love."
"Lies!" Yelling at me he made Mefisto attack and I jumed back as I landed on Thanatos's hand as he flew backward. I looked back at Break. "Get to the city!" I yell at him. "I'll meet you there! We have to help out and stop the others!" I saw him exit the building as Damen jumped from the roof onto the streets safe and sound. If I want to stop them, I need to get to all five. But I'm only one. That's when I heard the flapping and whinning of horses. I glanced up to see Pandora's Chains. "Reinforcements!" Great, then I'll head for Aira and Mirana then.
"She's appraoching Miss Khalia," a voice called to the girl who was slaughtering the people running around from the fire.
"Oh is she?" she called in a monotone voice. Her saber wet with fresh blood of the corpses lying dead on the floor.
"Yes and she seems to have Thanatos with her this time." A rat came by Khalia's feet as it ran up to her shoulder. "Should I change back?"
"No need," she said swinging her sword as the blood spattered about. "We'll get her out of the sky as ordered."