"Hahaaaa," Nero yelled as she locked swords with her darker aspect.

"Is that all Emperor of Roses can give me?"

"Do not underestimate me. Faker," she yelled, using her mana burst to send the other flying back.

They had gone through the town and into the throne room of the Palace, where their destructive battle grew more heated by the minute.

"Come on! Don't you know? Mom always kept it a secret but you should know," her alter taunted.

"Don't bring up that horrid woman! I care not for what I should know; but I will not allow her to stain my mind," Nero howled, her attacks turning more vicious. Her alter egged Nero continuously, making Nero more reckless and less stable as she tried to kill the other.

Alter grabbed Nero by her bun ribbons and sended her flying through pillars and making the whole structure shake.

"Master get out of here! I will meet up with you soon," she yelled, grunting as Nero Alter brought down her sword. She looked at Hikari with sad eyes, blood running down her face; the boy was frozen in fear, not even moving. "THAT I PROMISE! GO!" He nodded, running away deeper into the safer areas of the castle. Once Nero felt satisfied, she turned all her attention to the insane Alter which giggled madly like she had just witness something funny.

"I wonder how long his trust in you will last once he realizes what we truly are," she spoke up.

"What do you ramble about, Alter," Nero sneered; her sword swirling with magical energy. Her grip tightened as the Alter began laughing like what she said was amusing.

"Your so hilarious Nero," She laughed.

"Tell me, what are you laughing about. What is this that you claim eludes me? And why would my master no longer trust me," she demanded, her voice quivering slightly.

"It is our lineage in which he will fear," She yelled. "But enough talk! I will tell him once I kill you!"

"I will never give you a chance," Nero howled, jumped to meet her Alter's attack.

"I wonder what will happen once her finds out your dead, will he mourn or try to avenge you? Either way I'll kill him," she gave a bright smile and Nero broke.

"You will not," she seathed, her eyes turning stone cold.

"We'll see."

"Master watch out," Jeanne called, kicking out the way to meet Jalter's banner.

"Holy Maiden, your life ends here," She sneered, Jeanne's face twisting in anger.

Ceodroe couldn't believe that something with his Servants face could be so twisted in cruel. That anything of Jeanne's could be evil or dark.

"Why...why are you here," Jeanne demanded, managing to throw off her alter and block an attack.

"Come and use your sword Holy Maiden, and then I will tell you master why," Jalter mocked. "Oh wait you can't! A knight that saved France, but never slayed a man during battle. Your hands are clean," she accused, bursting forward to stab Jeanne.

Blocking it with a grunt she swallowed heavily before answering. "I never claimed that my hands are clean. The moment I took up that banner my hands were stained with blood! Though I never slayed a man...I was still drenched with their blood."

"How would you feel if you knew that you were born from sin," Jalter gave a feral grin, taking advantage of Jeanne's momentary hesitation. The pole hit under the Maidens bust, sending her flying; before turning her attention on Ceodroe. "You want to know a secret kid?"

"Why," He demanded drawing his sword. "All that would come from your mouth would be filled with lies!"

"What I have to say is no lie little prince," She purred, her hips swaying as she approached him with a feral smile. "You see what I said before was true…"

"That Jeanne was born from sin," he accused, glaring at the horrible look alike

"That and the thing I said before," she cooed, suddenly very close to him. He began to shake slightly; seemingly scared or unsure if he could stab someone who looked so much like Jeanne….

"GET AWAY FROM HIM," he heard Jeanne yelled, the dark one having no time to react as Jeanne slammed into her. They both fell to the ground, the pole of Jeanne's banner being held firmly at Jalter's neck. "I will never let you touch my master!"

"He's a lot more than just your master," Jalter choked out, sounding smug despite her voice being like a mouse.

"I can never love my master in such a way! I can never do such a damnable thing," she gasped, Ceodroe flinching at the prospect of them as a couple.

"Not what I meant, guess your not as pure as people think," Jalter chuckled, her eyes wild as she stared at the two.

"COME AND FACE ME YOU COWARD," The shadow servant screamed as he cleared the second hall. Edmond watched with a bored look through the magical screen, Charlotte on his lap playing with a rag doll.

It was seemingly as if his manor on Monte Cristo was on a different plane due to it's paranormal nature and everything was as it was before. And by everything...he meant everything.

"Papa," Charlotte spoke up, her voice had reverted it's shy, soft tone. Something he tried hard to knock out of her.

"Yes," He asked, looking down at her softly. A gaze reserved for only a few people.

"Is mama Haydee going to come here," she asked, her eyes curious as she looked between him and the door. Smiling he chuckled lightly and pet her head, delivering a gently kiss to her brow.

"Yes, Haydee simply wanted to get dressed before meeting you," he mock whispered. In actuality she wanted to dress nice for the young girl; after seeing how cute she was and how she called Haydee 'Mama' her heart melted and she needed to get dressed in something motherly. "Do you want her to be your mama?"

"She seems nice and she gave me a warm hug," Charlotte thought. "And she held me gently; which was nice," Edmond restrained his anger, it wouldn't help in a situation like this. "I like her alot and papa loves her...right."

"Of course I do," he told her immediately. "When I gave her a chance to leave me she stayed, and I am forever grateful."

"Good to know you think so," Haydee spoke up, coming in. Her face was serene and filled with a bright smile.

"Yes, I always have," Edmond told her. "We will continue later. I need to speak with our visitor." He handed Charlotte over to Haydee who gladly took her and settled the young girl on her hip; cooing over her as she reached out light calling for papa.

"Be careful," she whispered, kissing his cheek. He nodded before melting back into into the Chateau d'if, heading into the end of the hall; waiting for the servant.

"Well, come here to mock me," it growled.

"No, simply to ask why you are here. Angra Mainyu," he snapped.

"I thought it would be a good idea to destroy the trust and bond that you and that little girl made," he gave a feral grin. "It's what we do after all."

"What are you talking about?"

"Your home."

Good start? What do you think is hidden from the servants? Comment and Kudo!