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CHRNO CRUSADE: PATH OF THE GREEN MILE

ACT TWO, SCENE FOUR: THE PAST

It was a cloudy day. It should have rained, but it didn't. A cold hair habited the city. The stench of the city leaked into the air. Azmaria and John were walking on the side of the train tracks.

"Are you sure you wanted to leave Alex like that?" John asked.

"Positive."

"Why?"

"Because he wouldn't want me to leave him…"

"Oh."

An odd silence filled the air.

"You still didn't tell me why you're in the city."

"………"

"Why don't you tell me?"

"………"

"Come on, it can't be that bad."

"……it is though."

"What?"

"Why do you want to know so much!" she snapped. John jumped in surprise.

"I want to know because it's unhealthy for a girl to keep so much to herself."

Azmaria sighed deeply.

"Okay, fine. I'll tell you. But only once so you'll have to pay attention very closely."

She sat down near a tree. John sat down beside her.

"This is the story of my life."

"Get down to it already."

"I was born in Portugal and already an orphan. My parents were already dead. I was raised by a group of singers. They were all very nice to me. We did stuff together. We played together. We sang together. We loved each other. I thought it would last forever. One day, a man came to adopt me. I didn't want to leave, but the group of singers did. They were threatened by this man and feared him although I didn't know at the time. They had no choice. Then he took me here, to America. I thought that today I would start living. I was wrong. I was put in a house because the person that wanted to adopt me was too busy at the moment. I was abused in that house. Both psychically and mentally; Natasha was also at that house. We figured out a plan of escape. She would escape first. She'd tell the cops. When they would come in, I would come out. The plan went without a hitch. The man responsible was captured and jailed for life. I got a ticket from Natasha heading to the city. I knew the family that wanted to adopt me lived in the city. They visited once and wanted to help me, but under the circumstances, it was impossible. It was said that one day I would find them again."

"You still haven't answered my question. Why did you come here?"

"To be loved. To find someone to care for me; to love me."

"I see…There must be other people that saw you and wanted to adopt you. Why didn't you go with them?"

"………"

"You must know."

"Because I didn't want to hurt them…"

"Why would they want to hurt them…"

"………"

"Azmaria…"

Suddenly, they heard a noise. It came from the bushes behind them. It was a quiet sobbing. Then it quickly turned into a horrible wailing.

"What's that?" John asked.

"It's…so…sad!" the voice said.

A boy emerged from the bush. It turned out to be Alex.

"What are you doing here?" Azmaria asked.

"I…followed…you!" he continued to wail. "I…asked my…friends…if they…saw…a…girl with…white hair…"

"How did they know where we were?"

"There aren't…too many…young people…with…white hair!"

Azmaria pulled a handkerchief from her coat. "Here."

"Thanks…" Alex said, taking the handkerchief from her. "I wanna help."

"Help with what?"

"Find your family. A lot has changed after a while. They might have moved. Give me the name of the family you're searching for."

"The Edisions."

"I know them. I use to know their son. He said they moved across town. On Bakers Road."

"I have no clue on where that is."

"I'll lead you there! I go there from time to time to visit their son."

"Please, lead the way," John said.

"Your very kind, Alex," Azmaria said. "Thank you." She gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Aww…" he blushed.

As Alex lead the way, John managed to squeeze a word or two without being heard.

"You didn't tell me why you'd think anyone would hurt those who tried to adopt you."

"Not anyone else, me."

"What?"

"People who I love have a habit of disappearing…" she walked ahead to catch up with Alex.

"What's that supposed to mean?" John thought to himself.

A story with a lot of questions. If you're familiar with Chrno Crusade, then you already know all the answers. Either way, this is shaping up to be a good story. Please R&R and tell me what you think.