A/N:Hello, Hello! So nice to see you all you again! …Sigh…I know, I know. You all hated that cliffhanger. I hated it too, but I have a little thing where I have to stop exactly when I get up to sixteen pages! Heheh…I had to dodge a lot of objects being thrown at me by my reviewers! YOU GUYS ARE SOOOOO ABUSIVE!
Disclaimer: The only thing I own, is my own inflated ego…I don't own Chrono Crusade or the other fricken shows I rip off…so leave me alone …
This wasn't real. It was all a dream world, seeking him out to tempt him into the cold illusionary pleasure of death. But this was not a pleasure.
No. Death stopped pleasing him a while ago. Ever since he met her…his blonde haired angel of light, the complete opposite of his damned form. In places where he could only see darkness, she saw light.
When he sought out death, she sought out life. She was never meant to be with him, because the only thing that could come from their meeting was death…the first death came from her brother, then her boyfriend, then it finally found it's way to her.
His purple hair waved before his crimson eyes, blending the color slightly as his eyebrows were raised up with confusion, anger, and the slight tingle of fear.
Was this really happening?
His wings were folded in to their usual cape form, brushing past his leather bindings on his legs as he stepped over wood and stomping down softly on the ground that was showing through the remains of the floorboards.
His overcoat was blown back, his chest hitting the cold winds, but he wasn't sure if that was the wind or just the extreme coldness he was feeling inside of him.
Usually, his hands were warm and active, but now…now they were stiff and frozen next to his sides, moving only to keep up with his progressing hips. His eyes were there normal vibrant gaze, only paling, moment by instant as he neared a body half buried by wood.
This wasn't real.
This wasn't happening.
This wasn't acknowledging the dark truth of it all.
This was real.
Beneath his black coat, his heart beat slowly, skipping a beat periodically. He felt pain, but not in the flesh as his conscience form would call it, no, he felt it expressively. The demon had never felt this before…
His breathing came to an abrupt stop as he halted his movements, dull stare moved down at the sight that looked somewhat the color of his eyes.
Blood was smeared over her once beautiful face, her mouth opened with utter surprise as her blue orbs stared drearily behind him. The reason she died was probably because of her body was half blown off and she had a wood slice stabbed in her head, blood still seeping out from his angel's open wound.
Chrono hid his sudden choke of sadness as he bent down alongside his beloved, cupping her icy face with his clawed hand, his other slipping under her head to elevate her up slightly.
Her natural cheerful demeanor that had vanished from his sight once she found out about Aion's dream was in no way to be seen again. He missed it so much, and yet…now he would never see it …because she was dead now.
He carefully picked up her body, dropping it from impulse as her lower half still clung loosely to it's top half. It would be impossible to bury her in one piece without her sliding apart, it sickened Chrono to the bone to think that he was having problems burying her. His hand rising slowly, he pushed out a blast of astral energy as it soared at the ground, a hole forming from the impact.
Gradually bending on his leather bindings on his knees, he fell to the ground, his face staring directly into the dead Rosette's.
He let out his breath slowly, just so that it wouldn't rustle her stationary golden bangs. His ears twitched as he held her hand up slowly and held it before his ear, hoping that she would scratch it or try to tickle it like she used to.
There was no reaction.
He gasped for breath, finding that he couldn't hold it any longer as he leaned up onto his knees and pushed her slowly into the hole, pushing in any remains that stayed behind and buried the hole back up.
It was as if she was never there…except for the blood marks that covered the ground where her body once laid. Although it may have looked like she was never there to any by passers, she was most definitely there in Chrono's eyes. All he saw was her mangled body. Everywhere he turned, except for a certain person outlined in red. His so called brother, whom he despised as much as the cells in his body would allow.
"I think he saw me…" Aion mumbled to my cowering form.
I shifted in my crouched form, my chin on my hands as I peered out of the hole we hid in. "He did not." I whispered back.
"No, he most definitely saw me." Aion reassured, grumbling slightly as his short white hair brushed softly against the ceiling of the hole. Since our hole was horizontally going down into the ground, we were having trouble finding room in which we could move in.
"You're just panicking, he didn't see you." I confirmed, not believing I'm even talking to Aion. I should be out there with Chrono, reassuring him that I'm alive and everything will be okay…
"No, he saw me." Aion argued, moving closer down to the ground and preparing to leap out at any given moment.
My blue eyes latched onto Aion's violet one's as I looked up to see Chrono cut through the air straight at Aion, his fist cupped tightly and his face contorted to a look of rage. "Uh, yeah, he saw you."
"I told you he saw me!" Aion shouted out, leaping out of the hole as Chrono's deadly bladed arm sliced near where I was sitting.
I swear, if he moved any closer, he would have killed me! "Damn!" I heard Aion curse as he started to taunt Chrono to move out of the hole. Would he really kill me if he saw me? In his eyes, he looked as if he were delusional. But, would he really kill me? I was tempted to just hug him and tell him it would be tolerable, but…would he really kill me?
"Hey, Dumb-Ass! That's right, over here, Big Boy!" Aion shouted, doing a little dance in the air. Chrono growled as he shook the dirt out of his hair and flapped open his wings, flying in a tumbling direction towards the white haired demon, who panicked and ducked down just in time to avoid Chrono's major off aim hit. "Learn how to hit, Chrono!" Aion taunted again, waving his hair around as he smirked, probably enjoying the fight.
I shifted in the dirt, thinking that I could have sworn Chrono knew that I was there. He looked around, his eyes landing right into mine as he took a big whiff of the air, thinking that he could smell me out. But if what Aion said was true, Chrono couldn't see nor smell me. Which sucked. "Go Chrono! Beat Aion's ass red!" I cheered fruitlessly.
"Who's side are you on?" Aion shouted, puffing out his cheeks, but concentrated back on avoiding Chrono's anger.
"Definitely not yours! You destroyed my house!" I screamed. "And you're making Chrono mad!" I added, crawling out slowly of the hole and dusting the muddy parts that stuck onto my old uniform that proved I was a part of the Magdalene Order.
"…Alien, she's a bloody alien!" Aion mumbled, dodging Chrono's almost lazy hit. "You're not even trying anymore, are you?" Aion told Chrono, swinging his elbow around and sending the purple haired demon cascading down to the ground. "I thought killing Rosette would make you foul again, instead, you're just a pathetic, hopeless, good guy who just lost the love of his life. I can't believe you, Chrono." Aion said, shaking his head.
Chrono only groaned and stayed on the ground. "…R-Rosette…was ti-tired…of people…dieing all the time…beca-because of her…" He mumbled slowly. "…I won't kill…just because she has died…I'm doing her…a bi-big favor…" He finished off.
"And what about ten years ago, Chrono? When Joshua threatened her life, what did you do then? You killed the boy and ruined an entire city, that's what! Do that now, Chrono! The world doesn't even know that Rosette has died, these imprudent mortals will go on with their insignificant lives as if she never existed! And here she's telling you not to kill them. What about the time when she was in danger of dieing in Paris? People watched Sark take her, they didn't help her. So she's dead now, and what do they do? They go about their lives. What about now, Chrono? Now that she is dead, what are they doing? …Nothing…that's what…"
Aion looked around, seeing some people stare at the destroyed house and walk away. He grinned when he saw a slight reaction on Chrono's face.
I grumbled as I grabbed two rocks and ran at Aion, clobbering him in the head with them. "Aion! Leave him alone!" I was about to hit him again, but I looked down to see Chrono's glaring eyes. He turned to the people around us.
"Wh-why aren't they…doing anything…? Rosette…was…going to risk our love…just to stop us and end our rebellion against Pandemonium…now she's dead…and these…humans…do nothing, when her life was in constant risk…" Chrono glowered at the humans around them.
Aion grinned, pushing me away slightly. "Aion! Stop this! I don't want him to change! If you don't, I swear I'll make you're life a living Hell! …or until you pay me back!" I yelled next to his ear, climbing onto his shoulder and yelling/pulling it.
Aion only groaned and shuddered slightly, pushing me away.
"B-but…you're the one…who killed Rosette!" Chrono roared angrily, throwing a fist at Aion, only to have him move out of the way…causing the enraged purple haired demon to hit me square in the face. Taking a quick intake of air and wailing slightly, I fell to the ground and rolled around, holding my bloody nose.
Aion let out a look of pure terror as he led Chrono away from me. Groaning faintly as I showed Aion the bird, I began to struggle to take off the rosary, only to have it blaze with a slight flare of fire in my grabbing fingers. It wouldn't come off without Aion being the one taking it off. Wiping my bloodied nose, I ran at Aion and tugged at his shoulder, Aion still struggling to pay attention to Chrono and listen to me.
"He bloody hit me! That hurt! Tell him I'm alive, Aion! And get this bloody thing off me!" I yelled at the white haired demon, his ears twitching as the environment seemed to darken around us.
"I'm not going to tell him!" Aion shouted back, realizing his fault when Chrono stopped attacking him.
"Someone's…here…" He whispered slowly. "Who were you talking to, Aion?" He asked his brother.
Aion paled slightly as he clenched his fist, directing his face away from mine and onto his purple haired brother.
"Only to Rosette's grave. She wanted me to tell you that she regrets having protected those individuals and that she wishes for you to kill them all." Aion hissed out fast, covering up his mistake.
"You schmuck! You kill her, and then you affront her when she's dead? …Aion…you are the hopeless one…you're plan will never work. What makes you think that the demons won't betray you when you rule over Pandemonium? Do you think that you could so easily rule over them?" Chrono taunted, malice in his voice. I backed away from Aion's body and stared at the blazing Chrono. He used my advice. That meant that he did see the truth in my strong words.
Aion then just realized, Chrono was trying to turn the pain over onto him; he was in fact suffering. If only he could push him a bit farther…
"Don't worry, Chrono, I have my ways, but I'm afraid you don't. What will you do when I rule? Live here alone? Rosette's dead, Chrono. Unless you could find another bloody whore for you, you're all alone." Aion said, a smirk playing on his already grinning lips.
I gasped. "A…whore? Aion! Just whom do you think you're talking about? You're just a womanizer who can only pick up a woman when he's drunk! I'd say you're probably a lot smarter when you are drunk also!" I yelled out, stopping when Aion took a big step back and held out his hand slightly before mine. I looked at him in question.
"You must leave now…Sark, will pick you up a little ways down this road. You must make haste, I think I've done it…"
The demon whispered silently to me, his gaze still directed on Chrono's. My eyes narrowed as I saw Chrono tremble as his knees buckled down, his face mere inches away from the ground.
Before I knew it, I was running, but not following Aion's orders, I was running to Chrono. I stopped before him and cooed softly, shaking his shoulders with a slight jerk. When I looked at Chrono's face, I saw nothing of calmness, only one of pure malevolence. "Aion…? What is…" Before I knew it, Aion had flown forward and thrown me back, just as Chrono let out a howl and flew at Aion; going at him for all that he's worth.
Barely recovering, I stood up slowly and rubbed my soar head from hitting the ground hard.
Chrono hadn't even felt me, and it was all because of this stupid rosary. I tugged at it once more, only to get burned again. I turned my attention over to Aion and the angered Chrono. They were fighting so fast, I could hardly spot them. It was as if they were two blurs, just like the cars that zoomed by you in the mornings.
His face was gloomy and his eyes looked as if they could pierce through the sharpest of metal. Aion just might have succeeded in his plans… I should have stopped him before though, but I had no clue how I would have done so, I can't even touch Chrono without him feeling me.
I turned away slowly from their brawl and ran off in the way Aion had directed to me, only departing to go and beat the crap out of the murderer of my fiancée. "Don't worry…Chrono…I'll be back…soon…" I huffed out as I ran out of Aion's line of sight.
Aion gasped for air, his white bangs and short hair shot before his weary face as the angered Chrono stopped, as his expression turned to a look of unpromising happiness. Chrono let out a laugh, his eyes staring directly at Aion's. "…I am finally free…of being held to the dark chains of love…and to being held tightly in the grasps of a woman who dedicated her very soul of protecting humans. I am free to run my reign of terror once more…" The Dark Chrono dropped his fists to his side and abruptly turned around and flew off in the other direction.
Aion cocked an eyebrow up. That's it? No killing him? Did he just thank him? "Chrono…are you back?" Aion said softly, slightly worried that his brother might not have heard him.
"Well I definitely never had diminished from this God forsaken land. Tell me, did you really think they could get rid of me that easily?" Dark Chrono asked, turning his head over and stopping briefly to stare at Aion.
Aion only nodded, slightly shocked that it didn't take much to get the real Chrono back.
"Really…Then you too have underestimated my abilities. I cannot die as easily as you can." He scoffed as his now darker wings flapped out and he was gone in a matter of minutes.
Did Aion do it? Was the old Chrono really back? Aion left Chrono to do whatever he wished as he ran/flew after Rosette.
My eyes paced the buildings and people around me. I guess Chrono was the only one who couldn't see me, because people gave me awkward glances at my dirty clothing and my bloodied nose. After a while of walking, I heard explosions and the muffled sound of screaming. "What the—" I twisted my body around to see smoke rise from the buildings near wear my house once stood. Just when I was about to turn and run back, a smooth hand wisped over and landed on my face.
"Shh, Love, it's only me." Sark whispered out softly. My eyes twitched as I relaxed my body, Sark loosened his hold on me slightly. But with great rage, I swung my elbow down and hit him in the gut, sending him to fall forward and gasp for air but to only meet my awaiting foot, stomping his face into the ground. "I only said it was me!" Sark cried out briskly with a pained tone.
"You killed Arvin! And you're helping Aion! And Aion destroyed my house! I have all the right in the world to harm you! Cause you guys owe me a lot of money!" I yelled at him. Sark only whimpered to some extent and held on tightly to his gut, struggling to break out of my foot on his head position.
"…You're so abusive…" He muttered, sinking lower into the muddy ground from the cause of my foot pushing him down further.
"Abusive? I can be way more than just abusive! You guys demolished my house! And from what I can tell now, you guys are killing people! I have had enough of you! And as soon as I get that dirt bag called Aion to take off this stupid whatcha' ma' call it. I'm going to get straight to work on hunting you guys down!" I screamed, taking in a deep breath to calm myself, also taking my foot off Sark's pained body as he inwardly groaned and got up.
"…calm down, Love. As soon as we get you back to a safe place, I'm going to have to give you some…uh…whatever medicine you humans eat when you're feeling bad…" Sark grumbled, patting me on the back, the mud on his face sliding down slowly and landing onto the ground.
"…Stop calling me love! I'm not you're love, and probably will never have a love, if you guys keep screwing up everything…!" I added, my face turning slightly red. "…I'd much rather be with…" I stopped when I noticed Sark eyeing me suspiciously. "What?"
"Whom would you rather be with?" He asked, wrapping his arms around my shoulders.
"…None of your…" I slammed my tightly clenched fist straight up into Sark's nose moving away from his body. "…Business!" Shouting that out, I kicked him in the chest, causing the demon to fall into a puddle.
Sark coughed twice as his eyes twirled, turning away to see what there is I can do, I stop promptly when I felt air and movement behind me. "Gahh! You killed him! Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?" Aion fake cries, I twirl around to meet him with my index finger outstretched and pointing menacingly in the demon's face.
"He's fine! Take this thing off me, Aion!" I cry out, stepping forward ominously towards the towering white haired demon. Aion didn't move, he only lowered his head to face me as his violet eyes flashed in the now dark skies.
"…No…" He replied in a quiet, serious tone. My eyebrow rose as I folded my arms over my chest, my golden bangs getting in my azure eyes.
"And why not?" I asked in my stern tone, blowing air up with my lower lip to get my hair out of my eyesight.
"…Chrono is now after every human, Rosette. If I do that he will go after you to. Please understand, but I'm not willing to put you in that type of danger." Aion responded with respect as Sark wearily gets up off the ground.
"…that hurt a lot…Love…" Sark wiped the blood coming from his nose, finally getting out of the puddle and wiping disgustedly at his now wet body suit. "It doesn't feel good to be wearing tight clothes and fall into a water…" He added.
My face contorted into a look of confusion and anger. "I've had enough of demons! All you guys do is screw everything up! Let me talk to Chrono, I can make him understand, I know I can." My tone saddened at the thought of loosing him. I couldn't bare it.
"Listen, …Love…we're doing this for the good of all demons! Senior Chrono will be most pleased when we rule over Pandemonium and remake Earth!" Sark cried out enthusiastically. "…Don't you want to make him happy…?"
That hit me hard.
What did I want? I always thought about other people, never myself. Chrono would be happy if he ruled with Aion, but yet, the people of Earth would be dead, not including myself. "…I don't know what I want anymore…" I told the two demons sadly.
Aion only groaned, slamming his hand up to his already damaged face. "Listen, Rosette. We'll let you see Chrono after our duty is done with this city and your Magdalene Order." He told my startled form. The Magdalene Order was…going to be destroyed?
"Remington! I have to warn—" I pushed past Sark and Aion, only to have Sark's wet arms drift around my waist.
"Love, that priest must die. He's only a distraction for our plans and he is no longer apart of us, there is no need for him anymore." He said soothingly into my panicked form.
"Wait…No longer apart of you? Do you mean…Remington was once a part of you're world order?" I asked, moving out of Sark's grasp. Aion looked disturbed while Sark looked in question at Aion, he only nodded.
"At the beginning, there was seven of us. We were all made a deal, if we helped Aion with his conquest of Pandemonium, a certain part of our lives would be fulfilled. Like for your brother, he wished that you would be safe and given a decent home with money. Aion made him a deal, if he joined him, he would grant that wish. So Joshua was turned into a demon, due to the power of these watches…" Sark pulled out his black pocket watch wrapped tightly around his neck, showing it to me. "These give us the ability to transform into demons. The first person of our team, was Remington."
My eyes narrowed. "What would Remington want from you?" I spat out. "He's a priest, he'd never want anything from demons such as yourselves!"
"That's not true, Love. Remington wanted the ability to protect the innocent. Only, we tricked him. We gave him this power, him not knowing that because he had joined us, he would cause demise to the human species. When he found out, he was enraged by it and had fled. Now, he is a priest. When at the Order, the holy energy enwraps him and keeps him calm, maintaining his human guise." Sark took a breath.
"What do you mean? Remington can't stay human?" I asked curiously.
"Yes, exactly! These pocket watches give us a certain time limit, when that limit is due, we turn back into our demon forms." Sark shook his head, causing his brown/blonde hair to sway along with it.
"H-how long is that limit?" I asked, watching Sark's hair when just noticing that it's usually blonde.
"That limit is usually within the time limit of five hours. Remington usually stays within a certain distance of the Magdalene Order so that he doesn't have to go through with the whole, "Ooh! It's a demon! Run!" thing." Sark acted out the part of scared humans, his blue eyes flashing with enjoyment.
"So that's why…that's why Remington doesn't like to leave the Magdalene Order…" I remembered ten years ago when Aion, Chrono, Remington, and I were all traveling together. Remington left at certain parts of the trip for a short while of time to be alone… "Once that limit's up, do you stay as a demon?" I asked.
"Well, I look human now, don't I? Once the five hours is up, you turn back into you're demon form. After that, you have to wait two hours before you're able to turn back. My limit is almost up…" Sark mumbled lastly, checking his pocket watch.
Aion coughed, switching his weight on his right leg. With a flicker of a small red light, Aion was back into his human guise. "That's nice, Sark, now may we take our leave? I'd rather not be around when Chrono decides that he wants to destroy this part of the city…" He looked around nervously, Sark nodded in agreement.
"Wait! Who are the other four demon/human guys?" I asked, grabbing onto Sark's shoulders and staring deep within his blue gaze.
"Well…there was Joshua, and the remaining who are still alive is Remington, Vaughn, Nathan, Scott, El Lagra, and myself." Sark counted the seven people off belonging to Aion's league of demons.
"…why are you telling me this?" I asked lastly, taking a nervous glance at the impatient Aion. He looked up from looking down at the ground and held a firm stare at me.
"You're a part of us, Rosette, whether you like it or not. And there's nothing much you can do to stop us, so I find that I can tell you. Now, you'll be coming with us, Rosette." Aion stepped forward and hastily grabbed onto my white arm, his violet eyes blazing as I twisted out of his grip and stepped onto his foot and held a sharp piece of glass up to his throat.
"I don't think so, scum! I'm going nowhere with the likes of you! Now take this wretched thing off me before I do something…totally tragic…" I held my make shift knife closer to his throat, threatening to stab him if he didn't do exactly what I had requested. His hair shifted on his head as a breeze blew past us, suddenly, I noticed that we were the only people on the street. All humans were missing, excluding myself.
"Rosette…you won't do it and you know it…" Aion said softly, his eyes flashing with something that you would call warmth, or comfort. "…You love me to much to harm me, Rosette…come…let's go and get you rested, it's been a long day." Aion moved away, Sark following on his lead. I stood in my same position I had Aion in only moments earlier. Why couldn't I do it? …Was it because that I looked up to Aion? Ten years ago, I was incredibly fond of the white haired demon, but he was putting my kind into an unacceptable threat of extinction, and yet…I could not kill the demon put in charge of that ordeal. "Hurry, Rosette…"
I dropped my home made knife and followed sadly behind Aion and Sark, taking one glance behind me to see if Chrono was anywhere near. There was no sign of him at all.
Aion reverted back to his all natural demon form, his short cropped hair blowing past his fuzzy ears and horns as his wings stretched out behind him, as if they were stretching from a long rest. Sark followed Aion's example as I watched his brown/blonde hair turn into a light blonde, his ears not as fuzzy or as long as Aion's, but there all the same. His horns were also smaller, sticking out from behind his ears and going up to the end of his head, his wings also stretching out before him. He turned around with a small grin playing on his lips as he moved towards me, only to be stopped by Aion. "Let me carry her, Sark…I think you might get a little distracted, old friend." Sark frowned, but took off in the air nonetheless as Aion stood before me with a serious look. "Rosette…let's go…" I rolled my eyes and held my arms before his neck, holding on tight and preparing for a long trip…
Remington gasped and took a quick intake of breath as he shot out of bed and rolled onto the floor, clutching his head. What was that about? Was that just a dream? Gasping again as sweat rolled down the side of his pale face, he stood shakily off the ground and moved over to the dresser near his bed. His blonde hair stuck to his face as strands of it moved forward as he bent down and opened the bottom drawer. It was in here somewhere…
He pushed past piles of his uniform until he came to the end of the clothes line, lifting up the last pile of folded uniforms, he found his reassurance, but yet, his curse.
This thing, had cost him dearly.
No matter how many times he had asked, no, begged for Aion to take it back, he never took it back. Because of this, he was forced to remain here…at the Order and could only leave for five hours, no longer. Because of this, he couldn't live a normal life like the other people at the Order, no, never. But, this curse had its good points too. He was now able to do things that an average human could never do, now he could protect people the way he wanted.
His golden pocket watch glistened in the soft moon light, glimmering its reflection off his calm face. In a way, it soothed him. It made him calm. But Rosette did that to him too. It's been a while since he's heard from her though.
Worried, Remington dialed the number to Rosette's house, only to grimace when the operator told him that the location's line was off.
What was happening?
Gasping slightly, we touched down at a somewhat gloomy place. Sure, it was bright with a small lake and tree's surrounding a nearby cabin, but there was no people, no civilization. Aion dropped me with a thud as I inwardly groaned, he only grinned and turned into his human form. "This is a nice little place we found when exploring." He informed me, walking slowly towards the cabin.
I followed, Sark right beside me. I grinned though when he tripped and stumbled to get right up with my pace. "Why'd you take me here?" I asked the tall white haired demon.
"Well, two reasons. One, we couldn't take you to Eden without you getting ill, and two, this is close enough to Eden that if there were an emergency we could get to you quickly." Aion answered, stopping once at the cabin. "Actually, Eden is right above here." He pointed upward towards the sky, I glanced up, but didn't see anything.
"I don't see it…" I murmured quietly to them, Sark only laughed nervously as Aion dropped his arm.
"You see, Love, our dearest Shader finally stored in an invisible barrier. Meaning, Eden is now invisible to human eyes." Sark explained, stretching out. "Now, Love, let's get to bed, shall we?" He gestured into the home. I walked, in ignoring Sark's cry when I pounded his head against the wooden frame of the door and stepped onto the dusty ground. "That hurt!" He complained to Aion.
"That's what you get when you ask for things from Rosette…" Aion mumbled, following me inside the cabin.
"That's what I get…Hey! Are you implying that I can't get a girlfriend?" Sark followed us inside, talking to Aion.
"No, I'm implying that you can't get Rosette as your girlfriend." Aion mumbled again, stepping over a loose floorboard.
"I can—" Sark let out a somewhat girlish shriek when he stepped onto the floorboard Aion just stepped over, falling into a pit of darkness.
Aion and I both ignored him.
"Can you please stop talking about me as if I couldn't hear you?" I questioned, looking into a dusty mirror.
"I wasn't…Sark you're a demon, you can get yourself out of there!" Aion cut himself off to answer Sark's screams for help, moments later Sark popped out of the hole and was laying on the ground. "See?"
"I…hate…this house…" He mumbled, his British accent disappearing for a moment. "Aion, I don't think Rosette should stay here…it's a danger to us all!" He clarified, wrapping his arms around me. I only groaned and pushed him away.
"She'll be fine, she's not stupid enough to fall down a hole." Aion muttered, heading back to the door. "Sark and I will be leaving, Rosette. If you have any problems, contact us with this." Aion tossed a black object as I caught it with one hand; I unfolded my hand to examine it.
"What is it?" I asked, looking out the green buttons on it.
"It's what is called a pager. I have one too. With a simple press of this button…" Aion moved forward to show me which button he was talking about, then moved back to the door. "…you can contact me. I'll check up on you once everyday, but I'm leaving you to fend for yourself and to clean this place up. Have fun!" Aion gave a cheerful wave before disappearing.
"I'd love to stay, but…looks like you have cleaning to do…so I'll be going…" Sark followed Aion out the door and also disappeared.
"…so this is the house Aion gives me for wrecking my previous one? …What a drag…" I sighed as I grabbed a nearby towel and began to wave it back and fourth, causing dust to fly everywhere. This…was going to take a while.
He turned quickly, narrowly avoiding an upcoming building, but doing so caused him to collide with another building. People screamed below him as the building shattered and fell to the ground, all but him was panicking. A wide smile formed on his face as his claws flexed, the dark skies flashed as lightning exploded in the distance. All of the pitiful humans ran for cover outside of a city, all but one car. This car roared forward, speeding by all of the panicking humans pushing past it as it skidded to a stop, right below the area Chrono was hovering over.
The purple haired demon raised an eyebrow as a familiar figure clambered out of the old Ford, armed with a holy blade and dressed in holy clothes, Remington. His eyes widened in insane joy as he soared down to greet the demon/human. "…Remington, nice of you to join me!" His voice rasped out in its deep, husky tone.
Remington said nothing as he looked around, grasping on tighter to his dangerous weapon. "…Where's Rosette…?" He asked quietly, if not for Chrono's extraordinary demon hearing, he would not have heard him.
He pouted as he flew up onto rock, probably one of the buildings that fell. "I don't think you're emotional side can handle it, Father…" He taunted, his eyes sadistic as he threw an oncoming blast of astral at a panicked bunch of humans.
"Where is Rosette?" He asked again, ignoring Chrono's taunting.
Chrono only laughed as he threw his head forward and watched as his hair flew past his line of sight. "Why, Father? Why do you wish to know? Cause I sure as Hell don't know!" He laughed again as humans finally stumbled out of the city.
"Chrono…where is she? Answer me!" Remington barked, moving as a family pushed past him, he returned to his original position to glare at the cocky demon.
"…I'll…never…tell…you…I'll…never…tell…you…" Chrono sang out coldly, laughing as he blew up the family. Chrono got off his stone throne and walked towards Remington slowly.
"I've had enough, Chrono! Tell me now!" Remington cried out, backing away from Chrono's eerie gaze as his ominous body proceeded to follow Remington.
"You really want to know?" Chrono questioned, a frown forming on Remington's face as he nodded. Chrono sighed, lowering her head. "…Dead…the poor dear didn't stand a chance…my, if I were there, I could have done something to stop her from dieing…but…considering my brother to be an idiot, he killed her. But I'm not sad! Look at all the fun I'm having!" Chrono exclaimed as wind blew around Remington, pushing back any objects or people in the way.
"Chrono…you don't really believe that, do you?" Remington yelled out, shielding himself with his arms as his blonde hair was unshielded, blowing past him as he slid backwards on the crumbling ground.
"You're really sad, Chrono, and you know it! You loved that girl, and that's why you're like this! You're mad at the world!" Remington shouted through the wind as it kept blowing at him.
Chrono frowned, his lips forming into a snarl. "I am not "sad," Remington! I'm mad at the fact that everyone ruins my damned plans!" He let out a scream as his form cowered down to the ground. "All I wanted…was for Rosette and I to be together…but you all made sure that never happened! And now I'm exacting my revenge…on all of you!" Chrono cried out, his eyes narrowing as his ears tilted backwards, forming his face into a contorted look of furry.
His hands turned into blades as he slashed at Remington's body, only to have Remington's holy blade cover up his attacks. He hissed as sparks of holy energy flew off from the compact of the two opposite powers landed on his arm, causing a burning scar to form.
Remington saw this as an opportunity as he began to repeatedly cut at Chrono, Chrono blocking at his best. Chrono faltered a bit as a rock slid under his boots, making him slip up and stumble as Remington got a clear shot at his chest, and he took it. He let out a battle cry as he slashed twice at Chrono's chest, pinning him to the ground and rasping hard for breath. He looked down into his eyes, blue meeting red. "…Rosette…isn't…dead.." He huffed out, causing Chrono to glare hard as blood leaked down his hard toned muscle chest.
"…She did and you just can't get over it!" Chrono coughed slightly as he suddenly kicked his feet forward and hit Remington hard in his chest, causing Remington to stumble and grasp for air as his rib cage cracked. "I won't lose…to the bloody priest...who had me caged up for more than fifty years!" He screamed, turning the tables on Remington as he stabbed him in the shoulder and kicked him to the ground, Remington hitting his head on a jagged stone.
"…Ro…sette…help…Chr…ono…" Remington gasped for air as Chrono grinned, plunging his bladed arm into Remington's chest. His eyes went wide from pain as he felt air leave him and his body feeling stone cold. For once…he'd have to rely on the pocket watch…
I stumbled and fell to the ground as my heart hurt suddenly. I coughed as the pain only intensified in a mere matter of moments. Someone…whom I deeply loved was being hurt… Could it be Chrono? Or perhaps my new accomplices? Or even maybe…
I stood up, looking at the house. It was spotless! I let out a small cheer as I got to work on the floorboard that Sark broke when walking into the house.
Tearing it off carefully, I set it behind me, grabbing a spare board I found earlier and replacing it in the area of the old one; hammering it in firmly. This cabin looked brand new to my eyes! All that it needed was a refrigerator and some food…perhaps I could get water from the lake if the water was clean. I'd need to talk to Aion about the food, and have Sark test the water…
I laughed at the thought of Sark getting poisoned and dieing from foolishly drinking in poisoned water. But just as I thought about him, the very demon had appeared and had wrapped his hands around my shoulders, resting his head on my shoulder. My eye twitched in annoyance as I pushed away from him. "Hello, Love! You seem to be in a good mood this most lovely afternoon!" He chirped out, doing a twirl and moving closer me.
"Go away, Sark…wait…actually…I need to get a refrigerator, if you'd be so kind as to fetch me one…" I left it hanging, hoping Sark would agree.
"I'm not that good at getting things…Love…" Sark mumbled quietly, hoping I wouldn't hear him, but to no avail.
"Of course you are!" I fluttered my eyelashes as I hugged him and gave him the, "I'm-so-helpless," look. He twitched once and suddenly got a huge pack of energy as he blew a kiss my way and left, singing out loud as he did so. I coughed as I instantly jumped into the lake to wash off traces of Sark's germs off me. "I swear…I'm getting tired of relying on demons…" Bubbles floated up as I sunk under.
Sark mumbled loudly as he pushed past people, only to growl out loud when a fat lady bumped into him and pushed him into a wall. "Lose weight, Lady!" He yelled out, shaking an angered fist at the fat woman as she wobbled away. A store ahead of him flashed the sign of, "Department Store." Sark grinned as he figured this would be the right place to go to pick up a fridge.
Walking in, he stopped when he saw a huge line of people ahead of him. "What is up with all the people suddenly? I've gone here billions of times and it's never this packed!" A person tapped on his shoulder, Sark turning around to see who touched him. A man with dorky glasses smiled widely at him.
"It's a sale today! I can't wait to buy that stove for my wife!" He scurried away, being swallowed up by the crowd from Sark's eyesight.
He frowned as he wiped off his shoulder, the place where the man had touched him. "Dirty humans… dare to even touch me…" He muttered, returning to finding the fridge. Sooner or later, though, he had given up. "This is just ridiculous!"
Finally deciding on using force to move people, he threw people out of his way and moved towards a counter with two clerks behind them. Once there, he jumped over and threw them out and stood on top of the counter, placing on a serious glare.
"This is a stick up!" He roared. People stopped what they were doing to look at him and cower slightly in fear. His glare soon turned into a look of nervousness as he laughed slightly. "…does anyone have a gun I can use?"
The humans only sighed and went on with looking for whatever they were looking for.
He inwardly groaned as he looked at his pocket watch hanging loosely at the side of his pants. "…Might as well use up my time limit now…" Reaching down and twisting the knob of his watch, two great wings unveiled themselves.
He winced in a slight tremor of pain as his horns sprung out from his head and his ears doubled in size. People this time stopped to stare and gasp. "Pitiful humans! This is a stick up!" He started laughing as they screamed and all ran out of the store.
"This store…is mine to conquer and take control of to retrieve a fridge for my Love!" He laughed insanely as he skipped down the halls to find a fridge.
Remington winced as his horns appeared, his wings also appearing along with his ears. His wound closed up, both the ones on his chest and his shoulder.
Chrono cried out as Remington flung onto his feet and grabbed him by the neck, holding a tight grip on the purple haired demon.
"You won't escape…Chrono the Sinner!" He hissed out in his newfound voice.
Chrono only struggled until he bit down onto his arm, pushing out and flinging astral blasts at Remington, each one hitting.
Dust blew up in the air as Chrono fazed from the ground and onto a top of a building to get a better look of the dark figure standing in the very center of the dust.
It cleared up to reveal that Remington had indeed gotten hurt, but not as much as Chrono had expected it to. "Tricky, tricky…" Chrono sang out, his vertebrae tail appearing from his neck and arched into an attack position.
Remington stood still, holding himself together as wind blew past his face, picking up his dark blonde hair and waving in the wind like a flag. His golden eyes shimmered as Chrono dove down and began his furious tirade on Remington.
I sighed as I dried myself off with a towel from diving into the lake. Only to stop when I saw an exhausted looking Sark carrying a large refrigerator above his head, his knees locked together as he fell to the ground, the fridge landing on top of him. "Ta-take it…please…"
Laughing silently, I pushed it off of him and rolled it towards the house, stopping at the door. "Oh…one more favor, Sark. Is that water poisonous?" Sark looked wearily at the water and groaned as he stood up, his wings slightly bent, and took his hand and cupped it, drinking some water from the lake. "So…is it?"
He laughed as he put a hand around his head. "Well, since I'm a demon, poisons can't harm me! Guess you're on your own, Love!" I only chucked a rock at his head as he flew away.
"Great…well…my instincts say that…it's okay to drink from this lake!" I cheered as I began to hook up the fridge into the cabin.
A/N: I know, I know, refrigerators probably don't exist back then but…as you can probably see…I wasn't alive around then…so I wouldn't know. And I'm not going to bother conducting a big search to see if it did exist back then! I'll be getting straight to work on the next chapter, but I know I've gotten more reviews than this! Before I got kicked off, I had up to twenty reviews! Now I only have five! What's wrong? I hope to be getting more, cause I can finish the next chapter and not update you know! AHAHAHA!