We're in a ravine. Just to let you know. Man, I bad at introductions.

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CHRNO CRUSADE: PATH OF THE GREEN MILE

ACT TWO, SCENE SEVEN: DECEPTIVE TRUTH

It was a few hours after the Magdalene Order showed up to take Azmaria away. Azmaria, Alex and John were still in the ravine.

"Azmaria?" John asked. "Are you awake yet?"

"Oww…where am I?"

"In a ravine."

"Great place to stash a body," Alex said. "Why don't you just put me in the water?"

"Because I didn't want you sick," John replied.

"We'll you practically got me soaked."

"Sorry."

After a few more minutes, John looked up to see anyone was there. He saw no one.

"Looks like they're gone," he said.

"Now where do we go from, Azmaria?" Alex asked. "

"………"

"Azmaria?"

"………they're dead…"

"What?"

"They're dead because of me! I caused them to die!"

"It wasn't you…it was that guy!"

"No! It was me! It was all me!"

"She's right," John said. "It was all her…"

"John!" Alex cried.

"It's true. They're after her because of her power."

"What power? Azmaria, what is he talking about?"

"……you knew…didn't you…?"

"No, I didn't know. That creep in the house told me. You had a power. Just like me."

"I still don't know what's going on," Alex said.

"I think you don't want to know," Azmaria replied.

"I think you better tell me the rest of that story," John said. "All of it this time."

The group of three sat in the ravine, looking at the sky. Azmaria began to finish what she started.

"I told you where I was born, but never why my life is so miserable. Alex, John and I have a special gift. A special gift that can heal people. A gift that can help people. A gift that if anyone knew about, they would all hate us for sure. The difference between John and I is that every time John uses his power, nothing bad happens to him. When I use my gift, however, I have bad luck."

"What kind of bad luck?" Alex asked.

"The worst kind. It has brought misfortune to everyone I love, I care about. It's nothing but trouble."

"How do you use your gift?" John asked.

"By singing. If I sing, then the wounds of those hurt will be healed."

"That's incredible."

"No it isn't! Because of me people die! People actually die over me! I hate myself! I hate being miserable!"

"Is that why you didn't let anyone adopt you?" John asked.

"…yes…"

"Why the Edisons?" Alex asked. "Why would you let them adopt you?"

"Because they knew of my power…"

"That can't be all…"

"No, it isn't.

"Then why?"

"Because I didn't want to lose my identity."

"What?"

"If I was adopted by someone else, then they would expect me to live like they would. The Edisons accepted me for who I was. I didn't want to make anyone else miserable."

"No, it's because you didn't want to make yourself miserable," John said.

"What?"

"Azmaria, being miserable doesn't make you less of a person. It only makes you more miserable."

"……I guess that's true…"

"It is true. You're a beautiful girl, Azmaria. All you wanted was a little love. That's all. Everybody needs love. But first you must share love yourself before anyone can share their love back to you."

"That was beautiful, John," Alex said.

"You there!" a voice yelled. "Don't move and put your hands where I can see them!"

"Uh oh!" Alex said. "It's the cops!"

"You!" said the officer pointing to John. "You're under arrest for the murder of the Edison family!"

Great, now John has to find a lawyer. Anyway, please R&R this scene and look out for more!