This is the twelfth chapter of Precious Moments. Please read and review :D
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The moon outside was brighter than ever before, making the young girl feel small compared to it. She longed to be outside but there was no hope for her left. The door was tightly secured and the windows were barred closed, meaning that she could only wallow in her sorrow. It had been at least an hour or so since the crimson eyed boy had fled from the room, leaving behind a nervous wreck. The things that had happened kept flowing in her mind, never giving her a moment's peace. She could still feel the warmth from his touch and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end from where his breath blew against her. That one boy could make her feel things no one else could but he did not see her in that way, to be honest he didn't even want to see her at all. For ten years she had waited for him but now that he was back her world had seemed to turn upside down. Nothing was right anymore, everything that should have been wasn't and everything that shouldn't have been was. But through it all he was the one thing that had kept her going, that one demon had made her life worthwhile. The young girl breathed a heavy sigh before turning her gaze to look out of the window at the moon above. A single tear slid down her cheek as she pictured the man she loved.
"Chrno..." Rosette whispered.
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"This is the fifth time we have searched the perimeter father, Aion is nowhere to be seen." A young boy with auburn hair trudged over to Remington's side. Those words from the boys mouth is what Remington feared. His stomach did flips as he thought of all the possibilities were Aion could be but one stood out more than the others. He knew he didn't have time to think about it so he decided he would do what Rosette would normally do in these sorts of situations, Act first, think later.
"It is clear that he is no longer around so we do not need to keep searching. I order everyone back to the Order immediately. There will be no dawdling as we have a crisis on our hands." Remington knew that it would be better not to tell the others about his theory in case he was wrong but deep down there was something telling him that he was correct in his assumption.
Remington saw Chrno out of the corner of his eye and knew that he was the only one that he would be able to talk freely about the matter at hand. He knew that Chrno may act strongly but he needed to be told and he may be the only other person that can defeat Aion alone. Remington walked over to Chrno who was looking around the perimeter in case Aion suddenly popped up unexpectedly. Chrno felt a presence next to him and saw Remington looking up.
"I think I know were Aion might be Chrno." Chrno studied the blonde haired man's face as he tried to establish at what Remington was getting at. Chrno remained silent for a moment or two before he felt himself become interested in what the young priest was saying.
"How?" Chrno could hardly form a sentence but Remington didn't even seem to notice as he rambled on with his side of the story.
"I don't know how but I have this strong feeling like I know where he is. I can't really describe it but it is somewhere you won't like Chrno." The young demon was completely puzzled as he stared at Remington. He had no idea what he was talking about and then he thought that he might be going insane but the sincerity in the young priests eyes told him that he believed every word he told Chrno.
"So where do you think he has gone too?" Chrno thought that he should play along and see what answers Remington could give him. Remington turned his gaze away from Chrno and looked up at the moon above. There was no easy way to tell Chrno about where he thought Aion was so he would just have to tell him quick like ripping off a band aid. The young priest tried to tell him but the words would simply not form on his tongue. How could he even make what he was about to say sound sane because even to him it sounded impossible?
Chrno was eyeing Remington warily as he watched him internally battle with himself. There was nothing he could but stand there and wait for the young priest to tell him what he was about to say. He watched as Father Remington's brow furrowed and his mouth twitched. It looked as though he was thinking deeply about something, what Chrno did not know. Chrno was about to say something before the blonde haired man interjected.
"There is no easy way to say this..." Remington trailed off as he tried to construct a rational sentence in his head. He braced himself for Chrno's anger and rage but the young demon had already turned his back on the young priest and headed off in the opposite direction.
"Tell me when you think of it Remington," Chrno shouted behind him. Remington watched gob smacked as Chrno walked away from him. He knew he had to tell him but he just didn't know how.
Well, it's now or never, Remington sighed. His conscious was right if he didn't tell Chrno now then there would be no telling what would happen later on. He inhaled a deep breath and focused his attention on Chrno's retreating form.
"Chrno," the young demon stopped in his tracks and glanced behind him to look at Remington. "He's gone after Rosette."
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Rosette began to feel sleepy as she watched the scenery outside of her window. She had tried many times to escape but it was to no avail. The only thing she could do now was pray that they were all alright and were safe. She felt utterly useless as her eyelids began to slide to a close.
"Rosette," a soft voice whispered in the night air. Rosette's brow furrowed as she glanced around her. The room was once again still but she knew she had heard a voice call out to her. The young girl shook it off as a trick of her mind as she let her whole body sag into the bed while her head lolled against the wall behind her back.
"Rosette," the voice whispered again. Rosette's eyes snapped open as she searched frantically around her for the source of the noise. The darkness of the room made it hard to see past her bed which made her heart beat faster in her chest. If she looked hard enough it was as though the darkness was moving around her. Rosette tried to shake of the thought but it was all she could think about.
It would be so easy for someone to hide in the shadows and leap out, Rosette thought. A silver light caught her attention in the corner of the room. Curiosity got the better of her as she swung her feet of the bed and hauled herself up. She stumbled slightly as she tried to regain her sense of balance but when she did she didn't feel so confident anymore. The young girl took a shaky step forward but the light diminished straight away. This should have put her at ease but that meant that it could have moved somewhere else.
"Rosette, won't you play with me?" a sweet voice asked. Rosette felt as though her legs would fail underneath her as her breath came out heavy. She took a step backwards until she felt the bed behind her. The noise didn't seem to come from any direction but seemed to float through the air, entrapping her. Her sapphire eyes warily looked at her surroundings but blackness cloaked the room. Rosette suddenly became claustrophobic as she wanted to be anywhere but here. The young girl finally realised something as her gaze fell upon the door.
If the door is locked, how did anyone get in? This thought made the young girl feel sick to her stomach as she questioned the possibilities. As usual Rosette knew there was only one way to find out. She edged closer to the door in question and held her breath. The unusual voice must already know that she was in the room but it made Rosette feel safer knowing that it wouldn't be able to hear her. Her hand fumbled on the door handle until she had a firm grip.
It's now or never, Rosette encouraged herself. She turned the handle slowly but when it did not open panic gripped Rosette like a vice. She could hear feet shuffling behind her but Rosette was too scared to move. No matter how much she tried to kid herself and say she was brave, right now she was terrified. A few tears leaked down her cheeks as she pictured what was about to come next. Rosette froze as she felt cool breath blowing through her hair. It tickled her ear and paralyzed her on the spot.
"I don't like it when people don't play with me." The only thing that could be heard was Rosette's agonising scream, echoing through the darkness.
