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Chapter Three: The persecuted church
He who has an ear let him hear what the spirit has to say to the churches. He who overcomes shall not be hurt by the second death
Revelation 2:11
Kyo stormed out of the room that held two of what seemed the most annoying people in the entire world: Kagura and Yuki. The only two people in his age group that could kick his arse if the chance was given to them.
Geez, Thank Rouge for that! Said the soft, now bubbly voice happily.
"Leave me alone!" Shouted Kyo, and slammed his fist to the wall standing next to him.
Should not have done that! Laughed the smug voice chirpily. Everyone seemed happy to be out of Kagura's wrath, apart from the rough voice, Kyo wondered if she… he… It was ever happy.
But his train of thoughts was cut short by the ringing voice of Shigure:
"Kyo-oo! You didn't break another door did you? Because since Akito's gone we have no one to pay for any dam-ages! Hmmm, apart from H'ari, but believe me: You do NOT want to get him angry!" Shigure giggled slightly at his own wit.
Kyo could have sworn he heard a slight giggle in his head too. He shook his head, and was about to run out of the house for a walk before…
Too Late.
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Ayame twitched slightly, he felt comfortable, he snuggled into the space that he felt he was blessed with. He sighed and turned over, now that he had woken up, his mind was filling up with questions he had no hope of answering unless he had
That Letter.
He opened his eyes and yawned gracefully stretching out his arms in hopes of getting some energy. He smiled at the lack of energy he had received.
He heard a noise from what he assumed was a kitchen, as the noise was like metal.
He sat up, but quickly lay back down as a fresh wave of nausea washed over him.
"You shouldn't over exert yourself too much Ayame. Your body is still recuperating from your slight fainting spell."
"Hatori?"
"Yes."
"Okay, just checking." Ayame smiled, "Thanks for looking after me."
"You mustn't get used to it." Hatori said gravely. Ayame could almost hear the tension in the room rising. "We are in two different houses now, and my medical services are reserved for the death house only."
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"I don't like this room, Alea-san; it is way too, how shall I put this? Oh, I know, small." Whined Ashlia as she clung to Alea's arm as if she were seeking comfort.
"It's not my fault." Alea groaned, shaking Ashlia off and attempting to regain the lost feeling in her arm.
"Yes, now, now Ashlia we surely will be out of here soon… I hope" Eathra said happily, grinning at Ashlia cheekily.
Ashlia pouted slightly and threw herself on the floor with her head in her hands.
"But master… "She paused, "I hate it here! I feel like I'm drowning… drowning in lukewarm water or something… sometimes it gets-"
"You've been going through his memories again, haven't you?" Alea accused pointing at Ashlia.
"Can you blame me?" Ashlia whined, "I'm so bored and-"
Rumble.
"It's time." Eathra said.
Ashlia blinked.
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He who has an ear let him hear what the spirit has to say to the churches. He who overcomes shall not be hurt by the second death
Revelation 2:11
