Disclaimer: I don't own Freezing.

Author's Note: Happy New Year everyone! I'm back for a new start. And by the way, does anyone realize how awesome the new chapter of Freezing: First Chronicle is? So inspiring for me to continue writing. Now, chapter 11.

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Chapter 11

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One side of the small room was dimly lit by weak fluorescent lamps by the wall, revealing a few strange paintings hanging next to it. The other, though, looked quite warm and cozy with the fire dancing merrily in the fireplace.

In the darker side sat a lone figure of a tall man, as could tell by the way his legs stretched on the floor. He was staring at the fire intently, partly because he had nothing more to do. He didn't want to go anywhere though, despite the fact that he was spending Christmas holiday brooding all by himself.

All of a sudden the phone rang loudly, making him wince in annoyance. Nevertheless he picked himself up from the chair, and walked towards the ringing object with small steps. As he started to get nearer to the brighter side of the room, the light revealed an incredibly thin body of a blonde man; not one part of his body seemed to have flesh within, but for some reason he managed to keep his face decent to look at with a constant half-smile resting on the flimsy pair of lips.

Picking up the phone, he answered it, his voice barely enough to hear. What was in the conversation could only be guessed by the stranger's face, which was currently bearing no emotion. But if one looked closer in the right moment, he would discover something extraordinary.

The left side of the face was violently twitching. And not just normally twitching. It was the kind of twitching that dragged your eye corner all the way down to the middle of the cheek where it met with its counterpart on the mouth. Sinuous blood-vessels emerged from the pale skin and were continuously jolting, making the mutation all the more terrifying.

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Sister Margaret disconnected. Reading a letter once more, this time carefully examining the phone number mentioned inside, she sighed. Playing this card was undoubtedly a risk, but not playing it would possibly ruin the game in the long run.

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-"Kazuya… I don't think this is a good idea…" Chiffon whispered into Kazuya's ear as if feared of being heard, but even with that she still couldn't hide the excitement in her voice.

-"Why not? It's fun." The Limiter replied, mischievously smiling.

"But… Isn't it too soon for that?"

"I don't think so… Nothing is better than a little sweat in this kind of weather…" Kazuya pulled Chiffon in by the hand; the naïve girl had to suppress a giggle.

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"Oh God… Hurry!"

"Should I… right now?"

"Oh Kazuya… What are you waiting for?"

"Uhm…"

"No, not there, a little to the left"

-"This… right?"

"Yeah… Ah… Oh God…"

-"What should I do now?"

-"Fas… Faster… Kazuya, oh… Faster…"

-"I'm trying, Chiffon-senpai… but I've reached my limit… Ahhh…"

-"Oh my Lord… Ahhhh…" Chiffon screeched, exhaling loudly. She felt like she was covered in cold sweat... She looked sideways at Kazuya, whose forehead was also damp…
With a sulky pout, she glared at him…

"Had I known you are that bad at playing computer games, I would never have been here doing strategist. See, one bite and you're gone!… Ach, being this frustrated is so bad for my skin." Chiffon shook her head, utterly discontented.

-"Humpf… If you're so good, why don't you try it?" Kazuya rested his chin on the table, muttering his protest.

-"Because… Because…" Chiffon stammered. Should she tell him she's afraid of this game? Yeah right. The 1st ranked student of the academy, the Monster that everyone spoke about with deference, the one that faced death multiple times and had a good time looking back… et cetera… All that and Chiffon almost collapsed as Kazuya wanted her to try "Resident Evil".

It's not my fault! At least the NOVAs are decent to look at. Yet the zombies, all bloody and gory… if not beheaded then still lack of several body parts… It's a wonder not to be scared. Crap, I should've realized his taste since he invited me to that movie.

"I'm not talking to you anymore! I'm going to sleep!" She turned away with fake indignation (actually it was embarrassment) and stalked back to her room.

"Huh? She really meant it?" Kazuya's eyes followed Chiffon's retreating figure in amusement. It was funny how the brown-haired girl always managed to put him in an extremely good mood with her cute sulky attitude. "Who's going to help me kill the boss now? Oh yeah, I forgot to bid her good night…"

"Oh yeah, I forgot." Chiffon's voice interrupted his monologue. "The mission we're going on is tomorrow noon. Remember to pack!"

Now she tells me? It's like 11 o'clock for Christ's sake! The good mood he was having was completely ruined by the thought of staying up the whole night packing.

Well, as depressed Kazuya thought he was, it still couldn't be compared to how Satellizer felt as she sleepily opened the door to that kind of news.

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"Let's go!" No need to tell who said that, for Kazuya was dragging his luggage along like a drown kitten while the blonde girl was muttering curses and glaring daggers at the only one left in the trio.

"Brighten up you two! It's like a vacation!" Chiffon said cheerfully, clapping her hands together.

"As much as I love to agree with you Chiffon-senpai, I haven't got any sleep for like 24 hours and I don't exactly feel like brightening up right now." Kazuya said, and glared at his partner with reproach in his eyes.

"Oh, please don't be mad at me…" Chiffon whined.

"Cool! Lovers' quarrel!" Satellizer thought with amusement, her anger temporarily forgotten.

They never saw the Principal approaching, holding a few folders in her hand.

"Good day to all of you. This is your last briefing before you depart." The woman announced to the three students in front of her. "Your primary mission is to investigate the abnormal behavior of the villagers and locate the NOVA core. As soon as you have the pinpoint on its position, contact immediately. A specialist team will be there as soon as possible."

"One more thing. Inside this are the identity and address of the letter's sender. He will provide you with everything you need until the mission is accomplished." Sister Margaret handed out the white envelope.

Only then did she notice whether the students are listening, and when she did, a large vein appeared on her forehead.

Chiffon was currently leaning his face on Kazuya's shoulder, all the while seemed to be making her best puppy face; Kazuya was huffing and seemed determined to ignore the Pandora, but to anyone else it was obvious that he enjoyed her doing, judging by the blush on his face. Satellizer was openly grinning at the scene played by the other two.

Darn, how can she possibly be mad at them?

So Sister Margaret chose to smile and ushered them on the jet. Yes, a jet. None of them liked choppers, and she still owed Chiffon a lot of presents.

"Good luck everyone! Be safe!" She called after her students as they embarked.

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"So the Untouchable Queen is coming too, eh…?" The stranger smirked. "I haven't seen you for a while. Satella."

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AN: End of a really short chapter, but it'll have to do. I'm out for a while now, Chinese New Year's coming!

NCT