Disclaimer: I could lie…but I gave it up for lent. So sadly, Chrno Crusade is not mine.

I hope this is a good prologue….I like it. But…-shrugs- Please be nice. It's a first try in 1st person.

Prologue

"Wake up sleepy head!"

How I would kill to kill him. Just chop him up into tiny bite sized pieces and feed him to the dogs down the street. I scrunch my nose up and try to burrow into the pillows.

"Go away…" I mumble.

"You look so funny when you do that," gawd, did he ever go away.

"It won't seem so freaking funny when there's a shoe up your ass! NOW GET OUT!" That got him going, I could hear him scuttling away, like some little rat. Rat? More like snake. Or maybe a wolf dressed up in a sheepskin. "Stupid Joshua…stupid. Annoying. Bloody. Monst-" Oh god. School.

That's why the little monster took the chance in getting in here.

"SCHOOL!" I jump from bed, my top half free of the blankets strangle hold, but the quilt I used in the winter wrapped it self around my legs.

Lets just say my nose is killing me.

"This is a great way to start my first day back to school," I rub my nose as I walk into the little bathroom the foster family I live with built for me.

It is cramped, but the soft baby blue walls and golden trim give it a cozy look.

I look into the mirror, and wish I hadn't.

I was a mess. My hair is a mess, a straw colored rats nest. And that's not the worst of my problems! I guess I feel asleep last night with my mascara on, cuz now I got it rubbed all over my face.

I don't even wait for the warm water and use a damp, icy cloth to wash away any of the residue and smile at the mirror. "Much better!" My hair isn't going to be controllable today so I pull it into a plain ponytail. I brush my teeth and use a little eye shadow to make my blue eyes seem navy instead of dull plain blue.

Why did I get stuck with boring blue eyes? Why me.

I pinch my cheek and remind my self, Your life could be much worse then this!

And its true, I could be stuck with two old grumpy farts. Wait. That's right, I am living with two crazy, grumpy, old people. Right next to a crazy 27 year old man who tells me everyday, 'Don't you let them get you! You hear me?' or something like that.

"Rosie! Your gonna be late!"

"ITS ROSE! NOT ROSIE!" I scream, that would be Katie. Good old grumpy Katie, I think even Gods afraid of her and that's why she hasn't died yet.

"I don't blame you."

"Rosette! Get down here now!" No more nice little old lady, I know what that tone means. It means ' get your little white ass down here or so help me god!'

I charge down the stairs, grabbing a jacket to pull over my stark white and black school uniform, and follow Joshua outside.

I wish winter break lasted longer.

It's a start. A prologue! Don't murder me yet! Thanks! Any way, please read and review, or I will…well I will murder you! Next view is from Chronos point of view. I will inform whos view it is with their name right after the chapter! yeaah…..Please! REVIEW!