Return of Time
8 of ?
AN: New York at last. Well the airport anyways. Old friends make an appearance.
As to an interesting question that was posed. Chrno is still sealed, because demon energy and holy energy don't mix. The Trinity Seal that she is under not only ties her to a human body and lifespan, it also acts as an intermediary between her powers. Chrno has the abilities of a Holy Maiden in addition to the demonic ones that she was born with. If not for the Seal, her own powers would kill her from within.
And B.A.D. you are a bit confusing. But I sometimes like that in a reviewer. You made me laugh. To let you and everyone else know, the question of what Chrno looks like in her demon form will be answered in Chapter 9 - A New Partner. For now enjoy Chapter 8 - Meet Me in New York City.
Disclaimer in Ch 1.
The circle of the moon, The rising of the sun
We'll be together soon, Our story's just begun
Time will bring us near, I'll never be too far
Oh, baby, don't you fear, I'll always be where you are
Paulina Rubio - Don't Say Goodbye
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"United Flight 1513 direct to New York now boarding at gate 19. United Flight 1513 direct Chicago O'Hare to New York John F. Kennedy now boarding rows 1 - 20 at gate 19. Please have boarding passes and identification ready."
"That's us!" Julian bounced to her feet, swinging her small backpack onto her shoulder. "New York here we come!"
Jeremy leaned over the seat holding his bag to speak with Chrno. "Is she always this hyper?" Jeremy hadn't spent much time around Chrno's partners due to his own missions in other states. Militia Sealers were rare after all.
Chrno shook her head. "Only before missions."
Kathleen leaned over Chrno to poke the younger man on the nose. "And when she's had sugar."
"Or just food."
"Or pretty much anything else."
Jeremy rolled his eyes. Grabbing his bag he followed the hyperactive nun to the boarding ramp. The rest of the transferring Militia and Sealers following behind them. Because Sister Elizabeth was transferring to New York, so too was the Demon Sealer Division. "So Chrno, have you ever flown on a plane before?"
Chrno smiled up at her tall friend. "A few times. The first time was on a bi-plane."
"That must have been interesting."
"It was." Chrno laughed softly as she handed her boarding pass to the flight attendant, flashing her Militia ID. She waited until Jeremy had as well before continuing. "Azmaria had been kidnapped by her adopted father and his contractor, the Marquis Lerajie. They were holding her in a zeppelin so the only way to get to it without breaking the seal that I was under, was to use a bi-plane. I have to say it was one of the most memorable experiences of my life." She threw her bag into the overhead compartment and sat, her companion beside her.
"Why?"
Chrno's smiled saddened. "Because I had to watch someone else save Rosette and it made me feel very helpless to know that I couldn't do anything."
Jeremy looked uncomfortable for a moment, before his expression became stern. "We all do what we must. Even if it means letting someone else take care of what we feel to be our own responsibility."
The half-demon stared at her friend ignoring Julian's babbling from behind them.
"What?"
"Sometimes, you really remind me of Sister Kate."
His expression shifted to confusion. "Who's Sister Kate?"
"She was the director of the New York branch while Rosette and I were there. She was just like you." Chrno smiled, laughter in her voice. "Only not a video game fanatic."
Jeremy laughed. "Ah well, her loss."
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"Pervert!"
The cry echoed through the New York terminal where Ewan Remington stood waiting for the Chicago transfers.
"But Zoë, mein libling."
Ewan turned just in time to see a tall auburn haired man get decked by a girl who only came up to his chin. A nearly identical girl watched with a look of shock before she started to applaud.
"Nice shot Madison."
Madison blushed. "It was just… I was just defending mein jü nger schwester."
Zoë leapt forward and hugged her elder sister. "That's what makes it so special. Even if I am a pedophile." She laughed nervously when she noticed that her comment had a few parents hiding their young sons behind them.
Madison patted her younger sister's arm. "It's not like you can help it that you like underage bays. It's part of who you are." She nudged the young man laying by her feet. "Right Eric?"
Eric blinked several times before answering in his native German. "Ja Tante."
"Of course she can help it."
The young man who had spoken, startling the four looked as though he had stepped out of a Botticelli painting. His voice held a thick Italian accent when he spoke. "One can always change their nature if they so desire. They can change from the most heinous of criminals into the sweetest of vicars. Just as an angel can become a devil, so too can a demon achieve forgiveness and become an angel." He tipped his sunglasses down to reveal golden eyes. "So it is possible for you to change as well Hexen der Juwel." He tipped his head to one side. "I must go. Perhaps we will continue this chat another day. Ladies. Sir." He glanced at Ewan taking his full figure in. "Pastore. Caio."
After watching the young man walk away Ewan turned to the others and smiled at their gaping figures. "Well that was certainly an interesting encounter."
Madison nodded. "Yes indeed. And who might you be?"
"Ewan Remington. I'm a priest with the Order of Magdalene."
Zoë rolled her eyes. "You are also a huge flirt Pater."
Madison gaped at her little sister. "Zoë where are your manners."
"When it comes to Pater Remington I have little patience for such things."
Eric stood gingerly, a hand on his cheek. "Wir are being rude, to not introduce ourselves." He bowed to the priest. "I am Eric Harvenheit, Hexenmeister der Juwel."
Madison also bowed before smiling sweetly at Ewan her green eyes shining. "My name is Madison Monroe and this is my little sister Zoë."
Zoë threw an arm around her sister. "You'd remember me by a different name though."
"Luggage for Flight 1513 Direct from Chicago O'Hare will be on Luggage Carousel 13."
Ewan smiled. "That's them then."
"Who?"
"An old friend and her partners, as well as some other transfers from Chicago."
"So I open the door to your office and there you are with Rosette in a choke hold, one leg wrapped around hers, and your underwear practically showing."
The four turned to see the violet haired girl and her brown-haired companion start laughing.
"I didn't!"
"I swear. It was one of the funniest things I have ever seen. If I hadn't have known that you would never really hurt her or kick her out, I probably would have killed you within days of meeting you. But I'm glad I didn't, because then I got to see things like that."
"So you're telling me that I was a psycho nun."
"No Jeremy, just a stern one."
Ewan waved. "Chrno. Over here."
The crimson eyed girl smiled at her long-time friend. The fact that there were two young women standing next to him, once again reminding her of just how young he looked even given his age. "Some people get all the luck." She muttered just loud enough for Jeremy to hear. Raising her voice for the others she greeted Ewan. "It's been a while." She turned to the three others with a smile. "It's a pleasure to meet all of you. My name is Chrno."
Eric was quick to hug her and be slapped for his wondering hands.
"Forgive my neffe, he's taken after his grosmutter. I am now known as Madison, my Lord Chrno." The elder of the two women said bowing low.
Chrno tilted her head to the side in confusion. "Fiore?"
"Yes, Lord Chrno."
Chrno looked at the other woman who was staring at her in a sort of confused recognition. "If she is Fiore, then you must be Satella."
Zoë blinked at the shorter girl for another minute before crying out in joy and crushing her in a hug. "Chrno. My little damon. You are alive. I've missed you so much my little wurst." Chrno's face was starting to turn an alarming shade of purple when the other girl released her. "Oh how I've missed you and Rosette. Ever since I remembered who I used to be. It will be so nice to work with you again my little bratwurst."
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Lexicon
German
mein libling - my love
mein jü nger schwester - my younger sister
Ja Tante - Yes Aunt.
Hexen der Juwel - Jewel Witch
Hexenmeister der Juwel - Jewel Wizard
Pater - Father
Neffe - nephew
Grosmutter - Grandmother
Damon - demon
Wurst - sausage
Italian
Botticelli - Famous Italian Renaissance painter
Pastore - Priest, pastor, vicar