Author's Note: This is first chapter where the darker nature of chaos is revealed. I know this update is rather short, but it is just temporary until I have more time to write. My studies happen to be taking up a lot of my time right now. I just want to say thank you to all of my reviewers and my readers who account for every last one of my 1,000 + hits.

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Chapter 9

Durandal

Shion:

Everyone was rather interested in our mission to Second Militia. I was hardly in the mood to talk about what I had seen from chaos. I wouldn't be able to ask him until he was released from the Infirmary. Whenever that was.

"So, basically the CEO sent you on a retrieval mission, right?" Jr. asked.

"Yeah. He also sent chaos with me."

"That was rather foolish of him. The situation on Second Militia was already out of control," Jin commented.

Wow, he didn't rub in how reckless I was.

"He was dead set on retrieving KOS-MOS."

"Sounds suspicious," Ziggy muttered.

Yeah, it did. The more I though about it, the more unusual it sounded.

"Is chaos doing ok?" MOMO asked.

"I don't know. He wouldn't wake up."

I thought he was dead until KOS-MOS told me different. He was so different when that woman taunted him. All the gentleness about him had vanished when he stood up. His powers were dark in nature this time.

"I'm sure he will be ok, Shion."

"I hope so."

chaos:

I was back in the Infirmary again, much to my displeasure. What happened after I fell to the ground? I attempted to remember the events that occurred hours ago, but I found that I couldn't. I couldn't imagine why I wouldn't remember anything…unless 'he' came out. Unbelievable. Could I at least get a break from all the madness going on? I stared at my hands calmly. They shimmered with aura energy. Energy that was directly linked with the Zohar. That woman…she was trying to kill me.

It wouldn't be the first time someone tried it. My head hurt. Gods, that blow hurt. I had been through worse though, so I could chalk it up to my list of injuries. I sat up and drew the sheets back. Although it was probably wise to stay in bed, I don't have the time to stay down. I wanted to know who that woman was, why Abel's Ark was floating around summoning enemy gnosis around and why Wilhelm was curious about Shion's love life. The lost option couldn't be researched, but it was noteworthy enough.

Normal (Third Person):

The woman smirked softly to herself as gnosis flocked obediently around her. The air was filled with various growls or 'calls'.

"Second Militia is no more, Master," The woman said out loud.

"Wonderful, Kyia. You've done a wonderful job."

The woman, now named Kyia, smiled wider.

"I feel stronger, Master. The souls were delicious."

"Your next target is the Dammërung. Do not bring the gnosis there. It will only attract trouble."

"Will Yeshua be there?"

"You will draw him there, eventually."

Good. I would love to draw that evil side out again, Kyia mused as she cast her glance upward.

Durandal

12:37 P.M.

Shion:

chaos was not in the Infirmary again. I couldn't understand how he was able to get up after such a beating. As far as I knew, he was still human. As human as you could get with angelic powers. So, I drifted back to his room. Not surprisingly, his door was open, letting warm air drift out into the hall. He always kept his room temperature way above normal. I just blamed it on the illness he had. chaos hadn't told me much about it though. I knocked on the door, announcing my arrival.

"Little Master, I'm not in the mood to discuss anything right now."

chaos sounded almost annoyed. It was very rare to hear him sound like that. I walked inside and glanced around slowly. The bed was unoccupied this time…so was the desk in the far corner.

"chaos, it's me, Shion," I said loudly.

"Right above you."

I looked up at the ceiling and saw my love lying on the ceiling with a communicator in his hand. Two slightly darker cerulean eyes peered down at me curiously.

"I see you are feeling better."

"Not by much."

"You should take it easy, chaos. We can't afford to lose you with everything going on."

A strange smile crept across his features. I shivered, reminding me of the same expression he wore yesterday.

"Something wrong, Shion?"

I shook my head.

"You just reminded me of something."

"Really? What was it?"

"You…changed yesterday."

chaos sat his communicator down on the ceiling, regarding me seriously now.

"How so?"

"You had fangs…and the air was cold and your energy was…"

His eyes were totally dark…in fact, black. The air immediately turned cold and I found myself staring at the small balls of condensation escaping from my mouth. I backed up towards the door, keeping my eyes on my angel, who was behaving much like a devil. I wasn't sure if I afraid of him or not.

"Black? Like the night?"

"chaos, you're scaring me."

chaos laughed softly.

"Am I really?"

I continued back towards the front door as he jumped down from the ceiling. Within seconds, he was right behind me, eyes peering intently into mine.

"Get away from me," I warned.

"Your fear…it is so acute. I love the smell of fear. It's so…intoxicating."

Was this chaos? Was this my angel?

"W-who are y-you?"

A hollow laugh.

"You'll understand who I am soon enough. Rest assured, I'm not your chaos. He'll return to you when I'm finished."

The air in the room warmed up considerably and the chill that indicated chaos's presence behind me vanished. I turned around, expecting him to be there…

chaos:

I walked down the pearly white hallway to Wilhelm's quarters in the middle of the Dammërung. I was going to solve some issues soon enough. I hardly felt any remorse for leaving Shion frightened and alone. I had presumed earlier that she had seen this form. She had seen the perversion that laced my entire soul. Out of foolishness, I had frightened her away or at least tried to frighten her away.

Protect the future, Yeshua. Nephilim, that little annoyance. What indeed was I supposed to protect? I was nearly out of my mind now. I stepped onto Wilhelm's elevator and collected my thoughts. It was difficult with the amount of dark thoughts that swam around my head. It was the effective block that 'he' set up to keep me from rationalizing too much. As long as the block was set up, the good couldn't interfere.

Not that you would let it, Yeshua.

"Why are you here, Yeshua?" Wilhelm snapped.

"Something I should have done for a long time."