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Retrace XXXIII: Premonition

"Are you sure this is it, Marie?" Allen asked taking a step back to grasp the building in its entirety.

"Yeah, this is where G's cries stopped last night," Marie confirmed for them.

" 'Hearst Asylum'," Celia read the words on the top of the building. "An orphanage, right?" she turned to Marie for confirmation which he gave with a nod.

She turned back to it and tilted her head. "Mmh," she contemplated and finally shrugging her shoulders hearing as Allen and Link were already heading to the door.

"Something the matter?" Marie asked hearing her late steps behind the whole group.

"Nope. Just thinking," Celia said skipping a bit.

"You think," Kanda scoffed his arrogant answer.

Celia was about to open her mouth but point at him instead with a frown and called out to Marie. "See! He starts it!" They, mostly her, had gotten scolded by Marie for fighting all the time the night before. Celia, being the good-mostly- girl she was, agreed to be good for the rest of the trip if Kanda could keep his mouth shut with any insults. She kept her word. Him, not really.

"I know he does. Try ignoring him, for the time being," Marie said with a wry smile.

"You take advantage of my generosity," Celia pouted tired of not being able to speak her mind.

"Please," he scoffed with an arrogant smirk on his face. "You wouldn't be able to shut your own mouth for the rest of the day even if your life depended on it."

"Of course I can," she retorted.

"Prove it. Don't speak from now on until we get back," Kanda said finding a reason to keep her mouth shut for at least a whole day.

"Fine. You'll regret this," she hissed.

"You're speaking." She slapped her mouth with her hands. At the same time they heard a ruckus of the door being slammed opened plus the impact of a kid and Allen crashing headfirst. Both fell down to the floor but Celia went ahead to Allen who got up feeling his forehead to touch blood. He looked at it with an odd gaze.

"Damn, Al. You got hit damn hard," she said hovering her fingers over the wound.

"Hey, wait!" Kanda called Marie's attention from the kid he had picked up.

Celia turned their way. "What is it?" he asked.

"Oh, that's right. You're blind. Of course you can't see it. This kid," Kanda said looking down at the boy. "He's got a ball growing from his forehead."

'A ball?', Celia thought confused raising an eyebrow. Suddenly a pitched cry took her attention from the boy and turn to Allen. He was bawling his eyes out and snotting, crying because the minor injury he'd gotten from the headbutt.

"A-Allen?" Celia inquired confused. She touched his shoulder, "Allen, it's just a scratch."

"Hey!" Link snapped at him grabbing him by his cloth. "You're pathetic crying over a little thing like that!" But Allen quit his crying once he saw into Link's eyes. Then is mouth dropped in shock.

"Wh-Where's my body!" he called out exalted looking around.

"This one?" Kanda called putting the boy's body in front of Allen.

"Yeah, that one-" Allen began nonchalantly with a giggle but stopped himself.

"So, we meet again, mysterious thief G," Kanda said and placed Mugen's blade against the kid's throat.

"K-Kanda?" Celia called a little fearful of the dark aura around her friend.

"Now fess up," he said with a smirk. "If you want this body back unharmed, that is." What unraveled Celia wanted no part of it. Kanda kicked the living crap out of Allen and getting a rope out of nowhere began to tie them up both. Celia only stood next to Marie watching it all.

"He kinda needs anger management, huh?" Celia asked sheepishly turning to Marie and putting her hands behind her back. Marie sighed but that was answer enough for the brunette.

It took one retelling of the occurances for the Mother Superior incharge to understand at least the core concept. "Timothy's been possessing people in order to steal?" Her voice full of complete disbelief and utter shock. Celia was standing behind Allen and Timothy, looking down on them. A few giggles made her turned her way to the open door. She saw a few small heads that pulled back but poked a look after a few seconds.

Celia smiled and started walking towards the door. "Celia?" Allen called. She tilted her head once behind the Mother Superior and the blonde woman, Emilia. She lifted her finger to her lips and walked out of the room to surprise a bunch of kids who ran out.

Taking a full step, she caught a couple of kids. A brother and sister who perked right up in giggles while they were held by the waist on either side of Celia's.

"Who do we have here?" she fooled around fidgeting with the little siblings. The two laughed it out and once the other bigger kids saw that she wasn't as mean as her comrades, more like Kanda, they appraoched her with smiles. Putting the two down, they grabbed her hands and guided her off to another room, leaving the double doors wide open.

"Come play with us, Onee-san!" the two called as more got up to push her in to play.

"Sure," she said picking one of the little ones up and flying him. She heard a bunch of giggling once she put one down as more wanted a try. She observed her surroundings and found something peculiar. Frames at that particular room where up all around the place. "Can one of you tell me what those pictures are?" she called picking a little blonde girl into her arms while the others came around her.

"Those are the family pictures!" the one in her arms chirped right up.

"Yeah?" Celia said looking at each one and seeing how each different frame had etched differents years with most of the children growing up.

"Yep!" an older boy called. "We take one each year!"

"You don't say," she whispered looking at each one seperately. Then her eyes landed on the older ones from about five years ago. The one that caught her attention was one of the girls. She looked no more than twelve and had long blonde hair and beautiful hazel eyes. The features were familiar, what caught her more was the face. She'd seen it before somewhere.

She nudged the little girl's body in place again and asked, "Hey. Do you know this person right here?" she asked politely pointing at the girl.

The child only shook her head, "But Chris might. He's been here longer than me. Hey Chris, Onee-chan wants to know about that girl there on the picture!"

The boy, Chris, turned about to see the picture. "Oh, her? That's Clara."

"Clara?" Celia repeated.

"Yeah, she got adopted three years ago by this really nice man. He took her away and we haven't seen her since," Chris said turning fast around to tend to the other children who craved his attention to play.

"Mmh," she mumbled looking down. Footsteps took her mind away and eyes up front to meet with the ones of another sister of the orphanage. She glared at Celia with dreadful eyes but Celia only stared. Eventually the woman left. Celia ignored the gut feeling she had and kept playing around with the kids.

They were plaing 'Ring Around the Rosy' surrounding Celia when she noticed that the windows suddenly went black. She stared at it and soon all the kids did too and their voices begin to speak up in confusion.

That's when she realized it wasn't the window; it was the outside: the town. She grabbed Xiao and immediately shepherd the kids with her commanding voice and hoarding them with her arms, "Get close to me!" She barely got them behind her arms in time to withstand the great impact of the full on attack. But she couldn't have possibly protected them all by herself. Some were laying unconscious, others crying out. Celia got to her knee trying to regain her composure after the surprise attack.

"The children!" she heard Allen's yell after her eardrums stopped ringing.

"I've got them!" Celia cried out and noticed for the first time the Level Four that had found their way in. "Shit," she cussed under her breath. Allen and the rest distracted the Level Four. Link got to Celia who was passing on the unconscious and wounded kids to Emilia and the Mother Superior while the others ran for the cellar. "Hurry, get there!" she called after them stepping on the first step. But before she could take another a huge tail wrapped around her waist and pulled her away thrashing her against one of the walls of the building as Xiao slid away from her hands into the debris.

The tail wrapped around her tighter taking the air from her lungs. She tried prying it off with her hands but it wouldn't budge and only held her there.

"Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall~" a very familiar sing song voice rhymed through the darkness of the barrier. Ammit stepped in from a black vortex as she stepped on the belly of the slithering mutt with a shape resembling that of a cobra constrictor three times the normal size. "Humpty Dumpty had a great fall." She chuckled, "Well unlike Mr. Dumpty, when I'm done with you, there won't even be put together."

"You've got a big mouth for little action," Celia smirked cockily and saying it quickly to safe herself some air.

"Enjoy back talking to me," she called leaping away from the snake and standing aside with a smirk. "Because this will be your last." She flicked her fingers and the snake thrashed Celia twice against the remaining wall that stood and then threw her against the barrier which crackled with energy at contact with her body. She dropped lifelessly and hit the ground with force.

Ammit laughed holding her stomach from the pain. The snake slithered slowly with its head slow approaching Celia's dead body.

Celia felt her whole body burnt to a crisp. Her limbs hurt and burned but nothing more. She couldn't feel anything else. The air wasn't getting back to her lungs. Something was happening. Something that resembled the times she had been so close to dying. That time with Tyki Mikk. That time with Janus stabbing her heart. They all felt the same way. But her words always resonated and awoken her anew.

"You can't die."

Her fingers twitched in a common reflect. She had remembered faint memories of those days. Alice had said those words long ago trying to encourage their escape. Alice wanted to leave their place of birth along with Celia. Even when they were back together, nine years after, she would still say them when the issue of their deaths was being discussed. Alice would always tell her that she'd couldn't die.

With the strength of those words she took a deep breath only to pull herself up.

"Impressive," Ammit mumbled seeing as she stood again. "Is your dead sister what keeps you alive, I wonder?"

"She's not dead," Celia called to Ammit with life burning in her eyes once again. Her wounds were beginning to heal faster and faster. Yet remained as pink scars over her body. The scratches and bruises remained though. "You took her away from me."

"Madame took her away from you," Ammit called matter of a factly. "She will rescue us all when she becomes the cure to the virus. Once she consumes all the sources, we will be free. But most of all, we will be reborn."

"What?"

"Don't you know?" Ammit bellowed laughing at her. "Once infected the virus cannot be removed because it infuses with the host. But when it is cured it will adjust to the host and become a weapon. A true, controllable weapon, with or without Innocence; the one it was meant to be in Arthur Evernly's eyes. The host will be a weapon of massive destruction at the disposal of itself. We will not be used by anyone. Madame will bring us our salvation. We will be the ones saved. The outcasts, not the Three Fates."

The snake charged at Celia at hearing the disdain in its master's voice. Celia was prepared and aware of its abilities and was doing well to dodge it. Without Xiao she couldn't safe the soul from its torment and the mutt couldn't be destroyed. She couldn't ignore the battle going on by the front of the orphanage either. The Level Four was taking them down hard. From afar she heard a familiar clacking of someone stepping on heavy metal.

Someone had stepped on Xiao.

"Tch." Kanda saw the sheathed rapier beneath his foot. The Level Four had just shot him down with countless bullets and although his body wouldn't suffer the effects of the virus, the recovery itself was toiling his strength away. He thought that the Level Four and the Akuma inside were their only problem but seeing how Celia had lost her weapon to the enemy told him something more. There was someone besides the Akuma that troubled Celia in battle.

He glanced around to see the flesh-covered snake that kept attacking the injured brunette. "Shit," he hissed. The sudden destruction that the fight of the Akuma against each other gave him the right oppurtunity to pick himself up along with the rapier by its sheath. "Damn, Valentine!"

The cussing directed at her grabbed her attention towards him just as he launched the sheath her way. She leered and avoided the snake's bite and jumped on its head to catch the rapier by the hilt with her left hand. Leaping off she twirled and jerked the rapier unsheathing it with sheer force. The tentacles shot up and latched directly to her forearm as the edges of the rapier turned neon blue.

"Fuck you, Yu!" she bellowed out with a smirk just as she stabbed the head of the snake and landed on her knee atop of it. The blue flames ignited on her hands that had plunged the blade down. "Inferno Azule!" The blue flames danced off from her as they devoured the snake. Leaping back she stoo and watched as it caught rapidly in fire and just as quickly turned hard and to dust.

Her left hand was still alite while Celia glared Ammit's way. The girl was dragging along the bone-crafted pole axe which she had pulled while the mutt perished. A grin was across her face but Celia scowled.

"What?" she said shrugging her shoulders. "You think you're strong? You're wrong. You won't be able to stop us either. You'll come back with me and complete our salvation, Giver of Wisdom."

"I'm not going anymore," Celia said brow furrowed and serious. "And you're not taking me away. You're not taking me anywhere like they did you."

Ammit laughed, "Now you've gone mental. What in the hell are you talking about?"

"You know well what I am talking about," Celia said treading a mine field. "They took you away from your home here. Three years ago, they took you away from this wonderful home and family." Her eyes turned soft with empathy and that awed Ammit; they were full of empathy. "They robbed you of everything and turned you into what you are. That Madame and Janus, they did this to you. Didn't they...Clara Hearst?"

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