What, what what! I've got so many reviews! God, I'm so happy so many people like my story...
Answer: Well, many just can't decide, someone proposed Gabriel, another Sokaro, another just any Marshall, one Kanda, there also was Apocryphos and a few others... geez, you really like them too much, uh?
Enjoy!
"We now have the four pieces of the Case" announced Komui, sitting to his desk as always. "And the CROWs will be siding with us. All we need is now to find the Heart, is that right?"
"That's it" I nodded.
"But what will we do with the Heart?" asked Lenalee.
We all turned to Gabriel –he was sitting on the other side of the mirror.
"I'll use a special Spell" he answered. "That Spell will send Michael back Up there"
"But what about the Noahs?" frowned Bak. "Once they hear about us finding the Heart, they'll interfere in the conflict"
"That'll be up to Allen and Nea" the Angel shook his head. "If they kill the Millennium Earl, the Noahs will change allegiances. No matter what happens, they are loyal to the Earl. This loyalty will transfer to the one who defeats him"
I looked away at that.
All for not saying that they'll obey because Nea will become the new Millennium Earl.
"It'll truly become a three way war, then" sighed Reever, rubbing his temples.
"We're not there, yet" I shook my head. "We'll devise a plan and take as long as we have to do it. It's not like they can reach us or anything"
"Don't you jinx it, Ary" Gabriel glared at me.
I rolled my eyes, but added nothing.
"We'll talk about it when we have all the cards in hand, then" proposed Tiedoll.
"Why don't they try the same technique as before, the Astral Projection?" proposed Timothy. "It'll be faster that way, won't it?"
"Haste make waste" devised Bookman. "And seeing how both Noahs and Apocryphos can interfere with the projection, it'll be too dangerous for Ary and all of us"
"I'm sure it'll happen soon enough anyway" I shrugged. "And now I'm starving. Come on, let's go eat something!"
Jumping on my feet, I pulled Tewaku and Lenalee behind me while the others just chuckled at my antics, and I felt Gabriel settling back in my head.
Trickster, we're going to talk later.
He didn't answer.
Sitting on my bed, I closed my eyes and let myself slip in my mindscape.
Gabriel was waiting for me, resigned.
"You talked about a spell" I sat in front of him. "But a spell that strong… it'll cost something, won't it?"
He looked away.
"… yeah"
"What?" my tone turned colder.
"My life"
I stilled for a moment, his answer processing.
"What!?"
"Wait, not like that!" he shook his head quickly, alarmed. "I'm an Angel, I won't die per se. I'll just free your body and go back with Michael"
"But… you'll never come back?" my voice broke a little.
His blue iced eyes softened, and he grabbed my hands.
"Destroying Apocryphos was what brought us together in the first place, Hime. With him gone, I have no more purpose here. I won't be dead, far from it! I'll just go back home. And we'll see each other again, don't worry! I'll be waiting to greet you Up there"
I eyed him for a moment, before jumping in his arms and hugging him tightly.
"I'll miss you" I whispered.
"I'll miss you too"
::
There was a pulse. Another one. Some buzzing numbing the senses.
No, a beating. It was white, and warm. Not far, just in front of me.
All was dark around, except for the light before me, thumping to a rhythmic melody.
The light was in a chest, very small and seemingly old.
I closed it.
The beating stopped, cold replaced warmth and darkness befall.
::
I blinked a few times, confused.
Err… mind explaining?
I remember now! I placed the Heart in a secured chest that stopped anyone from sensing it. It was hidden in a cave, somewhere under the Himalaya.
But… it wasn't there anymore. I know, it was the same sensation as with the Fourth Case. And it seemed really familiar too, not just because of your memories! I'm certain I saw it once…
Another museum?
More than p-
I froze.
Ary?
"Le Musée du Louvre… It's in the Louvre Museum! I saw it during an exposition, when my father took me there years ago!"
The hell are you waiting for, then!? Move it!
Unable to stop myself, I started laughing as I ran to find all the others.
We finally found the Heart.
"Ary, wha-"
"It's in Paris!" I exclaimed.
My cry silenced the dinner hall, and all eyes turned to me as I tried to catch my breath, having run for a while before reaching the room.
"Paris" I repeated. "The Heart is in Paris, in the Louvre Museum"
Komui got up and gazed around.
"Allen" he finally called. "Sokaro Marshall, Bookman, Miranda, Timothy and Marie. You're leaving for Paris at the moment. You are to find the Heart and bring it back in the briefest delays manageable"
"Hai!"
When we arrived, the sun was barely rising upon the city.
"We have to find the chest before trying to take it" I said. "I don't remember where it is exactly, and the exposition it was in might have been replaced since, seeing as it has been many years since the last time I saw it"
"And you can't find it because of the properties of the chest" added Allen with a sigh. "Just great"
"We can go ask Emilia if she knows anything about it!" proposed Timothy with a grin. "She always loved going there!"
"We do have the time, seeing as it won't open before another few hours" remarked Marie.
"A-and Timothy could s-see his f-family again" added Miranda with a small smile.
"Aren't there any Akumas I can clash with?" whined the Marshall.
"None, which honestly worries me" I admitted.
"The Earl is gathering his army" replied Bookman calmly. "He knows this war is reaching it's final act"
We all darkened a little at that, knowing the weight upon our shoulders, but I then nudged Timothy.
"Race you to the Orphanage?"
He brightened at that, and pushed me a little before running.
"Hey, that's cheating!" I yelled, running after him.
He just laughed, and I could feel the others growing more at ease once again.
The final act, uh? Sounds like a book title or something.
Soon, Hime.
The Hearst Orphanage had been built back from its ashes, and I could see how the Order's little foundation had helped out.
"It's beautiful…" Timothy gazed at the building with stars in his eyes.
"T-Timothy! Ary!"
Apparently seeing our arrival via the window, Emilia had slammed the door open and ran at us with a bright smile. Latching her arms around my neck, she hold me tight for a few seconds.
"Last thing we heard of you, you had fled the Order" she said with wide eyes. "And then, we all got sent back because Central took over, can you believe it!?"
"We can't explain everything yet, Emi-chan" I shook my head in an apologetic tone. "But all you have to know is that it'll be over soon"
Her eyes widened even more at that and she gazed at the rest of us for insurance. They just nodded or grinned at her, and I could feel relief, disbelief and happiness shifting in a haste pace around her.
"T-this is wonderful!" she exclaimed, letting me go and hugging Timothy.
"It's not won yet" remarked Sokaro.
"Stuff it, Zombie-dude" I nudged his side.
"Just saying" he held his hands in a surrendering gesture.
"Oh! I completely forgot, come on in!" the blonde snapped back to reality.
We followed my cousin inside, and I couldn't help but admire once more how the whole place had been built back from scratch.
"So, why are you here?" asked my friend as we settled in the living room.
"We're searching for an artifact" informed Marie in a kind tone. "Hidden in a special chest that was part of an exposition years ago, in the Louvre Museum"
"It's the one we saw the last time we visited together, Emi-chan" I recalled. "You know, the one that I wouldn't stop staring at?"
"Oh, I remember!" she snapped her fingers. "You really creeped me out that time, by the way. But… I'm afraid it's not in exposition anymore"
"No problem, we'll just break in" I shrugged.
"No, I mean it's been sold to the House of Aremberg"
I stilled, and I felt my eye twitch slightly.
"Quoi?" (T: What?)
She flinched, laughing nervously and backing away as some killing intent escape my control.
"Err… La Maison d'Aremberg. Le Duc a emporté le coffret lors d'une enchère. Ça a été un sujet très médiatisé, car on disait que l'objet renfermait un trésor. J'imagine qu'on sait de quel trésor il s'agit maintenant, eh?" (T: Err... the House of Aremberg. The Duke has won the chest during a bid. It's been a very mediatize subjet, because they said the object hid a treasure. I guess we know what treasure it is now, eh?)
Without another word, I turned my back to them and started hitting my head against the wall, making my friends cringe.
"A-Ary?" stuttered Miranda. "W-what is it? What is t-this 'House of A-Aremberg'?"
"The House of Aremberg is a very ancient noble French family" answered Bookman. "They carry a long bloodline of nobility mixed with royalty, and possess wide lands and enough money to live on for many more generations"
"You forget that they are complete up-thigh assholes who delusion themselves into believing they're superior when really, they're just equal to some horse shit on the side of the road" I retorted with a sneer.
My friends sweatdropped at that.
"I take it you don't have a good history with them?" asked Marie.
Emilia had the galls to snort.
"That's an understatement" she replied.
"To put it very simply, I knocked into the daughter once and she tried to have me beheaded! I mean, what the actual fuck? Who the hell comes up and say 'off with her head!' and she seemed to really believe it worked that way too, so I reacted like any normal person would an-"
"You laughed, didn't you?" deadpanned Allen.
"Damn right I did! I mean, who wouldn't?" I wailed my arms around to mark my point. "She just goes all Red Queen on me while being an head shorter with mud on her face, how the hell was I supposed not too!?"
"My father managed to save her from being sued, but Ary had to work for them for a month" added Emilia, rolling her eyes. "Needless to say… it didn't exactly go that way"
"Of course it wouldn't" said Timothy, clearly stifling his laughs. "What did you do?"
"Put the fire to their table a couple of time" I recalled. "Spilled some soup on the daughter too. Oh, and some coffee once. I think I also ripped some of her gowns apart when she made me iron them… oh, and let's not talk about the state of her shoes… or the glass dishes… or the silverware… anyway, they sent me back home after a week, and I never heard of them again"
There was a moment of silence, before Timothy burst in laughter while the rest simply shook their heads.
"Of course you would…" sighed the white-haired teen.
"Sounds like the kind of people I'd hate meeting" added Sokaro with an evil smirk.
"Oh, they're worst than that" I assured. "And you're saying that we now have to go to their mansion to get that stupid chest?"
She shrugged with an apologetic smile, and I banged my head against a wall.
Just fucking great.
"No"
"Ary, you-"
"No"
"But-"
"No, damn it!"
"Aryane Darkelston, you come out of this room at once or I swear I'll pull you out by force!" thundered my cousin on the other side of the door.
Letting out an annoyed huff, I however opened the damn door and stepped out. I was greeted by utter silence, and looked away, crossing my arms on my chest.
"I look ridiculous" I seethed.
"D-don't say that, Ary" Miranda smiled at me. "You l-look lovely!"
"I refuse to go back to that place, and even less clothed like… like some sort of doll!" I stomped my foot.
There was a sudden flash, and I narrowed my eyes at Allen, who hid the camera behind his back with an innocent smile.
"Kiddo, I'm going to kill you" I assured.
"I'm so showing Lavi"
"You will not!"
"Wanna bet?"
"As amusing as it is" drawled Bookman. "We should get going. It's almost time"
"Tche"
We had passed the rest of the day working on our plan. Conveniently, the Arembergs were holding an official dinner with all of the nobles of France, or something like that. However, Emilia being the Inspector's daughter, also had been invited. So, we had decided to use the festivities to infiltrate the mansion and get our hands on the chest.
I wouldn't have anything to complain about, if it wasn't for the fact that I had to infiltrate, meaning I had to wear a fucking dress.
A DRESS, DAMN IT!
Aw, Hime, don't be like that! You're adorable!
I'm not adorable, I'm fricking gorgeous, and- not the point! I hate dresses! How the hell am I supposed to fight in this thing!?
That's why the others will hide around, Hime. They got your back.
Still atrocious. I can barely breath with this corset!
Stop complaining, would you?
What, wanna take my place, Trickster? Come on, we'll see who complains after that!
Hell no, I've still got a minimum of pride.
Fuck you.
Lavi won't be happy if I do.
"Urgh!" I shook my fists in frustration.
My exclamation earned a few amused glances from the rest of my friends but, before any of them could say anything, Inspector Galmar arrived.
Shit.
I forgot about him. Do we tell him the truth?
Well, he is your uncle, so…
"A-Ary?" he stammered, frozen in place. "Wha-"
"We're infiltrating the Aremberg's mansion to steal a special chest containing the key to the end of the Millennium War" I informed casually.
There was a moment of silence, before his eyes rolled in their sockets and he literally fainted before us.
I stared dumbly at his body, now lying on the floor.
"Ary…" sighed Marie, shaking his head.
"What?" I protested.
You're impossible, Hime.
Whatever.
"It's almost over then, uh?" asked my uncle in a quiet tone.
"Yeah"
We had decided to speak in English while alone, in case anyone –or anything- was eavesdropping.
As we walked down the street towards the mansion, I could feel the others already reaching our destination and infiltrating the place without any difficulty. The communicating device carefully hidden in one of my earrings, I was waiting for an update on the situation outside. Marie, Sokaro and Miranda were to keep an eye outside, while Timothy and Allen were to start the researches already. As for me, my role was to withdraw the information from one of the Aremberg, and my uncle was acting as my escort to sooth things if they ever recognized me.
"Marie, in position"
"Sokaro, in position"
"M-Miranda, in position"
"Kiddo, Brat, what about you two?"
"Stop calling me that! And we're trying to find a safe place for Timothy to hide while he uses his Innocence, but there are many guards"
"Be careful, getting caught before even starting would be bad for my image" I replied.
I could easily imagine the rest of them rolling their eyes, and we kept on walking. After a few more minutes in an heavy silence, Galmar decided to speak again.
"You'll come back, won't you?" he asked, so quiet I almost didn't hear him. "When this is all over?"
"Of course I will" I smiled at him.
Then, an evil idea popped in my idea.
Hime, don't-
"Plus, I'll present you my boyfriend"
"YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND!?"
I snickered at his scandalized expression, and I could hear Timothy muffling his laughs at the other side of the communicating line.
"He's really sweet, I'm sure you'll love him" I assured, patting his arm.
"I-it doesn't matter! You're too young to have a boyfriend! I object!" he protested.
I shot him a very unimpressed look.
"I'm eighteen"
"Exactly!"
"You know, I'm old enough to have se-"
"Ary!"
I stopped talking at Allen's outraged exclamation, but it was more because the Inspector threatened to faint again, with all the blood rushing to his head like that. However, before he could add anything, we reached the gates of the mansion.
Greeted by a butler, I completely changed my attitude to match one of the higher-up's. Straightening my spine and holding high my chin, I kept on a blank smile as we passed the doors.
Strong light blinded me for a second, but I didn't loose my mask of false pleasantries as we made our way in the crowd. Going to stand by a window, I smiled and bowed as other couples passed by.
I feel sick.
Be strong, Hime!
"Timothy found one of the guests already passed out from the alcohol. He's now in his body and roaming the mansion. I'm on the opposite, but we haven't found anything yet"
"We're inside too" I said, as if talking to Galmar. "No sign of the Noahs, or of the Arembergs yet. Outsiders, what about you?"
"Nothing to signal"
"Same here"
"N-nothing either!"
"Okay. Be on your guard, though. We can never be too careful"
"Roger that"
"Lord and Lady of the House of Arembergs, Lord Harry and Lady Elisa"
At the butler's announcement, the music took a softer beat and all guests turned to greet the hosts of the dinner. I easily recognized the arrogant looks on the man and woman's face, and already dreaded the moment I would have to meet them.
"He spoke English" remarked Galmar.
"Meaning they have more than just the France nobles" I frowned slightly. "International guests? I wouldn't be surprised if Central's watchdogs were here. You got that, guys?"
"Hai"
"Daughter of the House of Arembergs, Lady Aurélys" announced the butler once again.
The Red Queen showed up in all her shortness glory, and I bit back a snicker at the dress she was wearing.
It was just… too much.
I don't know whether to cry or laugh. And she tried to have you beheaded?
Yeah, crazy, right?
She looks like a fucking dwarf! She's shorter than you!
Fuck off.
My eyes suddenly locked with hers, and hers widened slightly, before she rushed to her parents.
Just fucking great.
They shot me stunned look, before arrogance settled once more and they made their way to our position. Putting back my fake smile in place, I greeted them with a slight bow.
Kill me now.
No can do.
"Milord, Milady" I greeted. "It would seem our paths cross yet again"
"So it truly is you…" trailed off the older woman.
"I'm afraid there was a misunderstanding, miss Darkelston" the man gritted his teeth. "You see, only those of a very strict class are allowed to this dinner"
"Oh, there is no mistake at all, Milord" I replied sweetly. "But do not worry, I am merely here to make you a… proposition"
"Proposition?" he repeated, money signs shining in his eyes.
"Something that would greatly benefit your House, if I might add"
"Oh? Pray tell, I'm all ears"
Hook, line and sinker.
He's eying your chest.
Fucking asstard!
"You see, I work for an… organization" I said mysteriously. "And they are very interested in a certain artifact that you acquired in the past years. They are ready to pay a very high price to get it"
"And what would that… artifact, be, Miss Darkelston?"
I could hear some sort of respect in his voice, now, but could still feel his eyes trailing on my body.
Disgusting pig!
Breath, Hime.
"An ancient chest, that you bought at a bid organized by the Louvre Museum" I answered with the same tone. "And trust me, they are ready to pay an extremely generous fee to have it"
He thought for a moment while his daughter shot daggers with her eyes, and his wife was already away, chatting with others.
"Oh, yes, I remember" he nodded. "We never were able to open it, though. If I may, why would your… organization, be interested in such a thing?"
"Historical value" I shrugged pleasantly.
"Very well, I accept the proposition" he nodded, offering me a glass of wine. "How about we discuss the terms of the agreement in an hour? I still have other guests to greet…"
"Of course, Milord" I smiled, taking the glass. "I'll be waiting"
"I will see you later then, Miss Darkelston"
As soon as he walked away, I sniffed my drink.
Drug.
I'm going to kill him.
After you got the chest, would you? I don't think the guests would take kindly to having their host murdered.
Good point.
I was about to call the others for some update when someone tapped my shoulder.
"Would you care for a dance, Milady?"
I froze at the familiar voice. Slowly turning around, I found myself facing Tyki. The Noah, presently in his human appearance, was smiling pleasantly at me, but I could see the coldness in his eyes that made me shiver.
Crap, what do I do!?
"Thank you for your help, Inspector Galmar" I said in an even tone at my uncle. "You are dismissed, now"
He seemed ready to reply when understanding settled on his features, and he bowed his head.
"My pleasure, Miss Aryane. Have a good night"
And with that, he walked away. Knowing he would warn those outside, I then fully faced Tyki.
"What are you doing here, Mikk?" I asked coldly.
"What, can't join a fancy dinner once in a while?" he replied, extending his hand to me.
I was about to refuse when I spotted Aurélys glaring at me, not far from our position.
Hime no.
Hime yes.
I accepted Tyki's offer, and some surprised shone in his black orbs, before disappearing as soon as we stepped foot on the dance floor. I could see the daughter fuming in jealousy on the other side, and executed a little victory cry in my head.
That was childish. And now, you're trapped with Tyki.
… oops.
Moron.
"So, enjoying fancy dinners, then?" I asked as he lead the dance.
"Not really" he admitted, still smiling. "But the royal family was invited, and refusing would be bad for our image"
"Royal family?" I blinked, confused.
He tilted his head above mine, and I looked the he indicated, only to see Sheril drinking some wine while talking to some other dignitaries. When our eyes locked, he smiled, but I could see the barely contained fury behind his monocle. Then, I glanced a little further, and saw the Earl in his human form sitting next to Wisely, who was glaring at me with all his might.
I swallowed back my fear.
"Is Road awake yet?" I wondered, curious.
His grip tightened somewhat, and I took that as a 'no'.
"What are you doing here, Milady?" he replied suddenly.
"Enjoying my evening" I shrugged.
He made me spin once more.
"Liar" he smirked. "Could it be… you found the Heart, then? Mind sharing with the class?"
"If the Heart really was here, do you think I'd be in this room, in a dress of all things, and dancing with you?" I replied smoothly, raising an eyebrow.
"Good point" he admitted.
The last note of the waltz echoed but, before I could pull away, the Lord of the House came back. Seeing his red cheeks, he had already downed more than one drink.
"Oh, Lord Mikk!" he greeted. "I see you have met our dear Aryane! She's a friend of the House!"
My eyebrow twitched at the title.
Friend?
He's still trying to get in your pants.
… I feel sick again.
There, there.
"She's a lovely dance partner" agreed Tyki, still holding my hand. "Maybe she'd like to share a waltz with you?"
Dread settled in my guts and I shot him a look as he passed my hand to the arrogant bastard. He smirked, waving mockingly as I was lead in another dance.
I am so killing him.
Hime, watch his hand.
I swear, if he grabs my ass, I won't hold back.
"So, how about we go see that chest, Milord?" I proposed with a sweet smile.
He glanced at the table of wine, apparently hesitant to leave his precious alcohol.
Hime, you have to do it.
I can't!
Be strong! I know it's horrible, but it's for the good cause!
I'm taking at least three showers once everything's done.
"And… after settling the terms… we have the whole night…" I added with a wink.
Instantly, he snapped his eyes at me and leaned closer with a smirk.
"Why don't we get going then, Miss Aryane?"
That's it, five showers.
"After you, Milord"
After a few minutes roaming the empty hallways –and avoiding that pig's hands-, we reached a locked room. When we entered, my eyes instantly went to the artifact we had been searching for, just in the back of the room. Completely ignoring the rest of the collection, I made a few steps forward, slightly in daze.
It was there. The Heart was there.
Get rid of him first.
You want me to kill him for real!?
Of course not! Just… knock him out or something! Crazy host…
Rolling my eyes, I spotted an heavy chandelier in the corner. A plan formulating in my mind, I indicated a random piece of his collection.
"What's that?" I asked innocently.
"That? It's the statue of the demi-god Hercules, child of Zeus an-"
Instantly tuning him out, I grabbed the chandelier while he wasn't looking and, without anymore ceremonies, hit harshly the back of his head. Instantly, he collapsed to the ground.
That was harsh.
Well, he's out, isn't he?
As he sighed in my mind, I sent a signal through the communicating device.
"Everyone can hear me?" I asked.
"Ary! Are you okay? We heard Tyki talking to you, and-"
"Mikk, Sheryl, Wisely and the Earl are here" I cut seriously. "And I found the chest. I want everyone to leave now. Allen, I'll find you at the meeting point"
"Are you sure you can handle them?"
"They think I'm just here because I'm a friend of the Arembergs, so no worries" I assured. "Just get to it!"
"… Hai"
Cutting the connection, I then made my way to the chest. However, as I was about to grab it, familiar presences made themselves known.
Here comes the trouble, along with some bastards.
Hime, not the time.
"Quite merciless for a friend, don't you think, Milady?" drawled Tyki.
"Do you have to always come with a bad timing, or is it just in your nature to be an asshole?" I retorted, annoyed.
Slowly backing away, still heading for the chest, I turned to face him.
"The Heart is in here" announced a way too familiar boice.
"Great, welcoming the mind-rapist" I grunted.
The white-haired Noah glared back, now standing next to the first one.
You're almost there, Hime. But what are you going to do now? Do we call for backup?
Don't worry, I know what I'm doing.
My back hit the pedestal on which stood the chest, and I was glad to see it was small enough to be carried without any difficulty.
You have no idea on what you're doing.
Okay, fine, I don't. I'm still trying to figure it out, okay? Sheesh.
So sorry for worrying. We just have TWO FUCKING NOAHS ready to kill us any moment from now, with the HEART BEHIND US!
Stop screeching would ya? I'm trying to think!
Well think faster, damn it!
My hand reached for the locket as they slowly made their way towards me.
Try to win some time!
"So… where's Sheryl, uh?" I asked innocently. "Too scared to face my amazingness?"
"He would loose control again if he fought you" shrugged Tyki.
"And you still aren't allowed to kill me, right?" I completed with a knowing smirk.
My blood froze as Wisely appeared behind me.
"Wrong"
"Fuck!"
I jumped back in time to avoid Wisely's attack, and his punch actually destroyed the pedestal as I hugged the chest against me.
"Wrong" he repeated, unfazed. "Now that we have the Heart, you are of no more utility to us"
"Meaning we can kill you" added Tyki. "But we don't want to get Apocryphos' attention, and Sheryl loosing control would only insure that unnecessary confrontation"
"We can agree on this" I mumbled, getting back on my feet. "Awfully chatty tonight, though, aren't you?"
"Well, it is the last time we'll be able to talk" the older Noah pointed out. "After all, corpses tell no tales, right?"
I scoffed at that, trying to find a way to get out of this mess.
I got it! Use the Heart!
What? But I'll turn psychotic!
You already are!
Not the point!
I'll help you keep control, just do it!
I don't even know what you want me to do, for fuck's sake!
I'll guide you, do it now!
Fucking hell!
I activated Archangel and slashed the chest open. There was a beam of light blinding me for a second and, when I opened my eyes again, I instantly grabbed the Heart laying inside.
My eyes widened as my hand hit the bottom of the chest. I could see the stunned looks on the Noah's faces and, horrified, I glanced inside.
Gabriel…
What the fuck.
"Well, that's a disappointment" sighed Wisely, running an hand through his hair.
"And it means we still can't kill you" added Tyki in the same tone. "Well, we bid you goodnight, then"
And with that, they just left.
Did they just fucking left?
I think they did. Be glad about it, Ary.
But the chest…
Go back to the others first.
… Right.
Taking the artifact with me, I quickly made my way out of the room and jumped from the nearest window. Flying to the meeting point, I soon spotted Allen waiting for me with an anxious frown. When he saw me, his features eased.
"Ary! I was getting worried, what happened? Where's the Heart?"
"Inside" I cut.
His worried frown returned at my tone, but he opened a gate nonetheless, and we arrived in the middle of the library, where everyone was waiting for our return.
When we appeared, relief washed over them. However, now was seriously not the time to be relieved.
"So, where's the Heart?" asked Komui.
For only answer, I threw the useless chest on his desk. All eyed the inside with varying degrees of horror. I simply crossed my arms, clenching my fists.
"What's the meaning of this?" snapped angrily Kanda.
His yell snapped the rest out of their trance-like state and, soon, the library was filled with exclamations and curses.
Lavi grabbed my hand, and I squeezed it, feeling… empty, at the moment.
"What happened?" he asked quietly.
"I don't know" I admitted.
Then, I hugged him, needing some support to get my mind of of this, if only for a few seconds.
What had happened…
It's crazy.
The chest was empty.
Fuck my life.
What? The Heart isn't there? Ah, ah...
By the way, the House of Aremberg is a true noble family from France. Sorry of anyone related reads this. I just needed a noble House. Nothing personal, eh?
Results:
D. Gray-Man = 2
Magi/Sinbad No Bouken = 4
Fairy Tail = 2
So, Sinbad No Bouken seems to be really popular... well, I don't really mind. I've got a few ideas and something has been written already.
Poll still up!
Question: Where is the Heart?
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