Ok so you people all know, I have revised chapter 1 and 2 thus far. And Chapter 2 got to may pages long...It went from 13 to 30...So I chopped off part of chapter two and am going to end up putting it at the beginning of chapter 3 so if the story doesnt make sense right now please realize its because chapter 3 has not been edited and revised like these 1st two chapter. Thank you so much!!!!
Rosette's 1st day at Magdalene Order
Rosette woke up in a weird room. It was mostly empty except for a dresser and a bedside table. The walls were white and it made her feel like she was in an insane asylum (BC: she should be). She looked down at the bed she was on. It looked like one of those creepy hospital beds. She shuddered, where in 7 hells am I? She strained to try and get up. Her body felt heavy so she just lied there. As she fell into darkness once again she heard people talking.
"Will she be alright?" asked Joshua's voice the worry clear even though Rosette couldn't see his face.
"Yes she's just got a bit of stress. She'll be fine in a day or so." Said a voice that Rosette didn't recognize but it was female and had an age and wisdom to it that Rosette's tiered brain couldn't comprehend.
"Tell her I hope to see her again soon," said David's voice softly.
"What you're leaving already?" Joshua's astonishment was hilarious to Rosette's tiered mind.
"Yes I have to get back to work or else Father Jorgenson will kill me."
"I'll tell her for you." Joshua said.
"Let's let her sleep," said the voice of the woman, "She's had a ruff day and she needs to rest."
Rosette smiled gently and whispered, "Thank you." Before everything went black again.
Much later she awoke, Rosette heard a woman's voice singing softly,
"Lo he comes with clouds descending
Still by ancient sinners slain.
A thousand, thousand saints attending
Behold the triumph of his name.
Alleluia Alleluia, Alleluia
Oh God appears on earth to reign.
God appears on earth to reign."
Rosette had heard that song a long time ago being sung by a younger version of this old voice, who is that person? She closed her eyes again just to listen to the beautiful song. Her heart said she should know the name but as she found digging through her newly awakened mind just gave her a headache.
"With what rapture
With what rapture
With what rapture
Oh Gaze we on those glorious scars.
Gaze we on those glorious scars."
It stopped suddenly. Rosette opened her eyes, sat up quickly, and looked around.
"Oh so your awake?" asked a kind elderly woman's voice.
Rosette turned, "Yes I am now… Who was singing?"
"I was."
"You?" Rosette stared in disbelief this woman had to be around 90. She looked the old woman over. The old woman had long snow white hair that probably was that color when she was younger. The woman's eyes were reddish and she had an accent that sounded like she was from Portugal. She must have been beautiful in her youth but age had added wisdom and majesty. To Rosette she seemed like an old fashioned English queen.
"Yes me. I'm the head Sister here. My name is Sister Azmaria Hedrick." The old woman smiled it was a warm smile that was something people automatically trusted.
Rosette smiled back. She didn't know why but she automatically trusted Sister Azi, I have a feeling I shouldn't call her that to her face. She reminds me kind of Sister Kate. Who in 7 hells is Sister Kate? Why am I thinking these crazy thoughts? Rosette rubbed her temple in exasperation.
Sister Azmaria watched her intently, "So what are you going to do here? David turned you over to us in the New York branch."
"Why isn't he here? Is he from another branch?"
"Yes actually the San Francisco branch."
"Will I ever see him again?" asked Rosette. She had really liked David out of all her relatives he was the one who had a sense of humor.
"Probably not, unless you join the Magdalene Order and get a job in San Francisco."
"Oh." Said Rosette she was kind of hoping that David would be staying with her and Joshua..."Joshua!" she hopped out of bed quickly.
"Don't worry he's fine he wants to be a minister like Remington he starts his training tomorrow," Said Sister Azmaria smiling, "You really have quite a bit of spirit for one who we weren't sure was going to wake up."
"Are you sure he's alright?" asked Rosette in her big Sister voice.
"Yes."
"Ohhh…….Fine." said Rosette slowly sitting back down.
"So about your career…"
"Career?" What did a career have to do with anything? It wasn't needed if Rosette would be attending a public high school.
"Well see here we could school you in anything you could dream of. Then we have our special schooling actually training."
"Training for what?" The special schooling attracted Rosette's curiosity. She hated regular school with more then a passion. Especially math, so if this training was different from regular schools then she gladly take it to get away from regular high school.
"Exorcisms. We deal with devils."
Rosette listened intently for a long time as Sister Azmaria explained everything then she mentioned the militia, the word itself rang a bell in Rosette's mind.
"The top guys right?" asked Rosette wondering where she had gotten the information, "Have to pass levels training 15-20 and have to be able to perform a soul dive?"
"Why yes how did you know?" asked Azmaria taken aback, watching Rosette's face intently.
"It just is something I know. I don't know why but all of this place even you seem familiar. It's just like I've been here before in another life or something. It's like a dream…no…Um… It's kinda hard to explain." Rosette smiled wistfully.
"What are you going to choose as your career?"
Rosette looked at her feet. I don't need to become a doctor anymore because Joshua can be treated here. And it doesn't feel right anymore what I want to do now is join the Militia but I have to begin as an apprentice exorcist. Oh well maybe if I pass the training I won't have to! "Yes I want to be made an exorcist!"
"Good welcome to the Order, Sister Rosette Christopher." said Sister Azmaria giving Rosette another cheerful smile.
Chrono
He woke up in a cold sweat. The dream, the dream that he had, for all his lifetime a mere 400 years. It was of Aion's dream failing because of someone, someone whom he could not place in his mind but he knew that it was a girl. A girl he had met somwhere before,
The blond girl smiled sadly at Chrono, "I'll give it all to you."
"No you mustn't." he said but he had no idea why.
"Yes I must. This is the reason. It's the reason we were born with hearts."
Him in the dream changed to his real form in front of the human girl. "Now I understand…AION!"
He watched as he killed Aion for hurting this girl. His woman.
He sighed there were so many things wrong with that part of the dream.
1) He never would have teamed up with a human
2) He would never fall in love with a human.
3) He would never try to kill Aion. (Okay he had once but that was cause Aion had been drunk and he had...oh forget about it)
4) He would have never shown his true form to a human.
5) He was not so wimpy to need a humans help.
6) The dream was way too realistic.
He saw him and the blond sitting by each other on a swing.
"Come sit beside me. It's a nice day and the sun feels nice." Said the girl softly patting the seat next to her, her voice weaker and less joyful then it should have been.
They sat beside each other and the girl told him about her hopes for the future then broke into tears.
"Maybe you should rest." The little him said his tone worried and unsure.
"I don't want to rest not yet." The girl cried, "Oh Chrono!"
He saw as she embraced the little him crying, "I don't want to die!"
He heard himself say something like, "Oh 'the name of the girl'."(He never got her name. It was something that was never mentioned.) And watched as the little him held on to the girl tight as tears ran down his own face.
"I...I…I just want to live a little longer! Is that so wrong?" the girl asked it as if she already had and knew the answer and the answer was not the one she wanted. The sun was going down after seeing this dream so many times he always knew what happened. As the sun was almost gone. The girl whispered one word……his name. Then he woke knowing she had died.
"Why? Why do I dream that dream? Why is the girl dying? Why am I there? What the hell is wrong with me!" Chrono yelled. Throwing a pillow at the moon, problem was that there was a window in his way, the pillow came back hitting Chrono in the face. He had been sitting to close to the window. (BC: Have you ever had that happen? It doesn't hurt but it is sure annoying.)
"Chrono?" asked someone coming into the room, slamming the door, and scaring the crap out of Chrono,"Are you alright? Is this about the dream of the girl again? How many times do I have to tell you forget about her! She's probably some made up fantasy. Now get some rest!" The man had long white hair and deadly golden eyes. He didn't look worried about Chrono's health but more really annoyed and angry.
Chrono stared at Aion; Aion had told him that same thing every night for the past 200 years. But he could not forget something that haunted him so much. Chrono had never actually seen the girls face but he felt like he knew what it looked like. All that he had seen of the girl was her beautiful sapphire eyes. "Yeah Ill forget." He whispered knowing full well that those eyes would be embedded in his mind forever.
Aion patted his shoulder, "Good I'm beginning to worry about you."
Chrono watched as Aion walked out of the room. "Yeah right. You don't ever worry about anything." He mumbled. He laid back down and fell quickly into a deep sleep.
Aion stopped outside the door, so you still dream about her death Chrono. It is odd, how dear that contractor is to you. Well she is important to me to. She is the one who turned you against me and the Holy Woman we need. Oh yes, I know your dream girl well. She is blond, tall, eyes like the sea, and her name is Rosette Christopher.
Rosette Day 4 of 1st week of extreme pain at The Magdalene Order.
"Ok, begin on level one."
Rosette smiled Remington was her coach through the training ground it was made in like 1920 but it still ran almost perfectly. (Key word almost. One time it wouldn't let the trainees out and kept the devils comming. When they finally got the trainees out the whole lot was bruised by fake devils. Then another time it never worked so everyone got a free day. The whole thing worked about 3/4 of the time the other 1/4 it did something crazy.) I really hope it works today. Rosette thought smiling to herself, she really wouldn't have minded if it did break down. She was bruised from head to toe just by the so called "regular everyday extrodinaryaly like hell on earth training for beginners" but she did have to admit that this training room served better working. To her mind anywhere was better then the beginner training room.
Rosette was ready but there was something nagging her. She looked at the gun in her hand it seemed wrong to her. Her mind was telling her it wasn't the right gun but it knew where she could find the right one. She turned to the control room and walked towards the stairs determinedly.
"Rosette? What are you doing?" asked Remington's voice over the headset.
"Quit for a sec! I need to talk to you." Rosette said annoyed with both her own mind and Remington. She felt like she needed that gun. The one he had shown her in the car.
He came down a grin on his face "What is it are you scared?"
"No, I want a different gun." She answered smiling back her mind telling her to say, 'Who do you think I am Remington? Joshua?' but she resisted.
"Different Gun?" asked Remington looking at her oddly, "That gun is just fine."
"I want that Exorcist Special 45." She said pointing to the old gun at Remington's waist. The feeling of wrongness going away as she just pointed to it.
He looked at it then at her. "It doesn't take the ammo…"
"I know give me some sacreds and a few gospels and Ill be jake." Rosette said holding her had out so Remington could pass her the gun.
She watched as Remington looked at the gun, sighed, and then handed it over reluctantly.
"Be careful with it. It was a friend's."
"I will." She nodded then walked away feeling more confident. Remington watched her go and sighed. He walked up the stairs, into the control room, he sat down at the main seat and put on the headset. The monitor was on and the system seemed to be fine.
"Ok. Restarting level." Remington's voice said over the headset, "Can you hear me?"
"Loud and Clear."
"Alright setting systems to beginning levels." Rosette heard Remington's voice go through all the checks again as he started up the room again. Rosette smiled this is my chance I better not screw up. Remington's voice came over the headset, "START!" Rosette started running and shooting fake devils left and right. Remington and the Sisters in the control room stared at the results she was getting. In 5 minutes she had destroyed all 25 real life simulations of devils.
"How did I do?" asked Rosette when Remington told her to stop. Her breathing was hard, her hand sweaty from holding the gun to tight and because she was nervous.
"You are the best novice ever you shot as many as an expert would in the right amount of time. Mind if we step up every time you pass a level?" Remington asked amazed. Sister Rosette Christopher and Chrono would have been to. She was just as good as Rosette with a gun. Well of course so, she was Rosette after all.
"Its Jake!" yelled Rosette again asking herself, where the hell did I get that from? Why am I speaking in slang from the 1920's? Oh! It is probably from that report I did last year for American history. Oh well here goes level 2.
Rosette ran into a harder poltergeist. She shot remembering something from somewhere; it's alright to be afraid the things you are facing are monsters. As long as you keep taking steps forward. It will be alrightShe smiled and shot the devil multiple times. Thanks for the advice Remington...she thought for a moment...When did Remington have time to say that?
Up in the control room, Remington stared at the results again. Repeating the same question as before.
"Yeah it's jake!" yelled Rosette into the ear piece. What is wrong with me? What is up with my freaky 1920's slang!
After she passed the first five levels in flying colors, Remington decided to try something different. He raised the dial to level 15, the level that began the Militia training levels.
"Sir? Are you sure she can handle that? She is after all a novice." Said one of the Sisters that was in the control room.
"She can after all she is Militia member Sister Rosette Christopher of the Magdalene Order." He smiled, the sister looked completely confused and many of the others in the control room did as well.
"But sir she hasn't even been on her first mission yet!" yelled the sister watching Rosette on the monitor worry evident in her voice and by her hands that were shaking.
"Don't worry if she gets the right results then she will have her first mission by herself." Remington answered smiling, Rosette I thought you had forgotten everything but I guess old skill and God damn stubbornness comes back to you. Even if you are a reincarnation.
"Father Remington!" yelled one of the Sisters.
"Yes?" he asked wondering what could possibly go wrong now.
"Si…Si….Sister Rosette has just passed level 15 in 20 min with 103 poltergeists destroyed."
"What!" yelled Remington quickly glancing at the screen, "How is that possible? Even at my best I can only get 90 in 20 minutes!"
"Sir?" asked Rosette hearing him yell, "What's wrong?"
Remington coughed, "Well it's just that you seem to be a pro."
"What? Didn't you only turn it up to level 6? Then I would be an Exorcist level 3. Is that what you are saying?" asked Rosette confused. I knew this test would go on longer than the others and it has lasted 20 minutes but what has happened with Remington? Why is he so freaked out?
"No…" he said trying to not act totally taken aback and jealous, "You just passed training level 15."
Rosette sweat dropped, "You're kidding."
"No Sister Rosette I am not." Remington could not resist the urge to smirk as he looked at the faces of everyone in the control room. Many of them were wide eyed with open mouths he couldn't help but add chuckling, "Everyone except me in the control room is in a state of absolute shock."
Rosette stared blankly at a wall as poltergeist simulations attacked her. "Level 15?" she whispered totally freaked. That was the beginning of the top 5 levels.
"How is Rosette?" asked a voice coming from the door of the control room. Remington quickly spun around as did the others, "Sister Azmaria you scared me!" Azmaria giggled, "That would be a first Remington. But back to my question."
"Wonderful," he said grimly, "In fact she is the first novice in the whole history of the Magdalene Order to get to level 15 training level in her first week here."
Azmaria stared and answered the same way Rosette had, "You're kidding."
"I wish I were... but I saw her pass the level with my own eyes." He said working on his composure, "You should send her on her first mission without an escort Sister. She is a pro already. She doesn't need to be taught."
Azmaria nodded and headed back to the office in total shock. She watched as young Exorcists passed by not noticing that their head was right there. She sighed as she climbed up the stairs and walked into the office. She looked at the office she had inherited from Sister Kate. The huge window overlooking the grounds, the bookshelves lining the walls, the red couch that seemed as old as time itself, the mahogany desk where Sister Kate yelled at Rosette, then finally she looked at the newest item which was almost 80 years old; a picture.
The picture looked very old and faded but you could still see the people on it. The people looked like they were having fun. There was a carnival in the background. One of was a tall woman with breasts like Dolly Parton and long flaming red hair. She was wearing a very expensive outfit for the 1920's and had a glove on her right hand. Her name was Satella Harvenheight she had died shortly after the picture at the age of 19, along with her older sister whom she had been looking for, for ten years. Her German accent rang clear in Azmaria's memory, "Liebchen!"
The second was squished in between the red head and another person. The squished one had long braided dark brown hair that had been a stunning violet purple in real life at the end of his braid (yes it was a him many people mistook him for a girl) was a yellow ribbon. He in life had ruby colored eyes and his outfit was the same color. The boy looked a little abnormal but there was a good reason for that. He was a devil, a sinner that was named Chrono, he had died along with the most important person in all their lives. He had definitely been important his smile and words were hazy compared to what Azmaria remembered of Satella but Azmaria was glad about that it meant she didn't have to worry about crying over him all the time.
Azmaria looked at her self. She looked insecure and her smile looked like it was the first time she had ever been happy. Her long purplish white hair was laying flat and she was wearing the apprentice outfit of the Magdalene Order with a hat on her head. Her red eyes were shinny like she was about to cry. She had been 12 at the time and all the memories she had were the worst and best things in her life. In the background was a carnival. She remembered how she was having so much fun. She remembered shooting the guns looking at the jewelry and watching as Satella and her blond partner danced, as Chrono and the dearest sister in the Magdalene Order tried to step on each other's feet and ended up dancing in a completely new way. It was Azmaria's joke to herself that they had made modern dance modern.
Azmaria smiled at the memory of that picture. Finally she looked at the most important person in her whole life the one who would never give up…The blond that was helping to squish Chrono. The pretty girl had a bandage around her head and the Militia uniform on. She was smiling a full throttle smile and the light brown eyes in the picture had been a sea of overflowing sapphires. Her face always had some dramatic expression to it. Even in death she had a smile filled with love for her partner, a devil. Sister Azmaria started to cry, the girl in the picture had been 16 when her life had ended. She had been the best friend no the closest thing to an older sister that Azmaria ever had. The girl's name was Rosette Christopher; A girl who had risked everything to save a brother who had no memory of her, who made a contract with a devil to help people, who was stronger than any demon or devil, the one that saved Azmaria from a cruel fate; Her dear Sister Rosette.
She looked at the 16 year old girl and tears kept falling, "We were so happy then," she whispered, "You were so kind. Oh Rosette. I wish you were here you always had some wisdom…if it can be called that….I'll call it nutty wisdom. But…..it was still nice to hear. It was good for cheering me up and it brought Chrono to his senses. Remember? 'When you are having fun have fun, when you're angry act angry, and when you want to cry your eyes out do it. Because after you cry you feel better. You will be able to smile again. But when you keep your problems to yourself the person it's hardest on is you.' Well I'm crying my eyes out now you big liar. It's not helping."
Azmaria heard a soft knock on her door. She quickly wiped the tears off her face, composed herself, then said calmly, "Come in."
"Sister Azmaria? You asked Remington to send me. Did I do something wrong?" asked Rosette walking into the office for the first time. To Rosette it looked like purgatory. It was the place she would go to be judged and sentenced and...well punished for destroying something.
"No but I'm sending you out on your 1st mission. As an Exorcist class 3." Azmaria said smiling at the nervous wreck standing in front of her. It felt like the old Rosette was back and standing ready to be yelled at by Sister Kate. Then Azmaria remembered the old Rosette was never happy unless she was destroying something so Azmaria wanted to hide under her desk but she decided the head of the New York Branch probably should protect her dignity. So she remained calm or more tried to.
"Yippee!" yelled Rosette loudly jumping in the air and knocking a chair near by over. "Ohhh! Im sorry!" she yelled running over to the chair and picking it up by the legs. She set it up. She turned around to say something and knocked it over again. She glared at the chair and picked it up again. This time the leg broke off. She stared at it stupified. "Im sorry!"she said looking totally shocked. Azmaria was trying not to laugh at her but was failing miserably.
"It's alright now your mission." Azmaria giggled like a school girl.
"Oh yes the mission!" Rosette said spinning and looking intently at Azmaria.
Azmaria explained that it was on the east side at a small hotel…
Rosette's crazy wonderful extordinary and ironic 1st mission….4 days after the training room of lieing doom!!!
Rosette sped down the highway humming as she drove. She was overjoyed; her first assignment! She couldn't believe how lucky she was. It seemed like it was hours away but in reality it was only fifteen minutes. Calm down, she ordered herself. She got to the scene where she saw the police looking in fearful awe at the building. She quickly slammed on the break of her jaguar. She thought she was going to be sick as the car spun out of control. It hit the wall of a nearby building hard causing the airbag of the car exploded.
"Stupid thing! Oh horse feathers! This sucks! I wanted to do my mission without any destruction! Sister Azmaria is going to kill me! Oh well…" Rosette tried to get her door open but the crash damaged the front door so much that she had to crawl over the seat to the back seat and opened the door.
"A nun?" someone asked as she stepped out of the totaled car and brushed off the dust and debree from her uniform
"I thought there were no more nuns in America."
"Same here."
"Yeah."
"What can a nun do? Sing?" asked another voice as Rosette calmly walked away from the wreakege.
"Yeah! What the hell is going on?"
"A nun?"
Rosette sighed she hated the navy blue uniform more than ever. She cleared her throat to get the police's attention, "I'm glad to see that the police are already here."
"Yes," said the chief smugly, "But who are you? And what are you doing here? We hired pro's not some little girl."
Rosette blushed a crimson color in embarrassment and sent a death glare to the officer (BC: If you would like to know the death glare was wrapped in a neon pick wrapping paper with a whole bunch of hippie flowers on it….Just thought you would like to know), she whispered her words as sharp as a knife and just as dangerous, "I am a pro. I can even make you disappear if I wish."
If looks could kill the death glare Rosette gave the man would have cut his arms off, burned his bone marrow and even blown up his whole family. It would've been the most powerful weapon in the universe. Sadly to say looks can't kill so the officer was just shaking in fright and his family was sitting down to dinner without him.
"Tell us your occupation, name, and reason for being here teenage girl." Said another officer who was quivering but not as badly as his commander.
"Oh yeah!" Rosette blinked, and then she grabbed the warrant out of her pocket and yelled, "I am Sister Rosette Christopher of the Magdalene Order! And that is a warrant from a federal judge."
The police chief grabbed the warrant and looked it over then looked up in confusion, "But you're just a kid. You look younger than my son!"
Rosette faked shock, "I'm 16. So no I'm not a kid I'm a teenager," Rosette turned and walked toward the police chief and put her finger in his face and grinned evilly, "and technically you are helpless in this situation bub. You are in over your head so unless you want to die a painful death. I suggest that you do not call me by 'kid' or 'girl' or anything that is a slam got it?"
The police chief didn't say anything, he looked like he was going to say, "No way you're a minor." and to that Rosette would not back down, she slapped him. All the officers stared, "Now," Rosette said smiling satanically, "You will all stay out here and wait for me to come out. Do you Understand? "
She grabbed her gun out of her conviently peanut sized smashed jag and all the gospels and sacreds that could fit in her bullet belt. She ran inside, pointing her gun everywhere watching for the slightest movement. She ran toward the stairs and tripped over….. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
She stared in fright at a body, a body of a mummified…child. The sight made her want to cry. She turned away, praying and shivering. "No," she told herself firmly outloud, "You're an exorcist you should get used to these sights."
She looked at it again in horror. Poor kid, she touched him gently as if her touch could bring him back to life, You were only about 6 or 7. He was an innocent! What the heck? Why did he have to die? Dear lord, please let this innocent lamb enter your kingdom. Let me kill the thing that did this to him!
She walked up the stairs her fury burning in her eyes. She looked at her surroundings and realized that she had seen this in a dream as well. But it wasn't a dream what it had been was a game she had imagined when she was 5.
"And this wet blanket is my partner Chrono."
"I see...So you are some type of Exorcist then?"
"Yep we're the good guys!"
They went in to the hotel (kind of weird. The real life situation was very similar to the dream) "What are you sensing?" Rosette asked the boy with purple hair.
"I'm feeling a great hunger that has been fed. I'm afraid that the hostages are…"
"K. It's the bum's rush than." Rosette whispered than tripped over something. "Jeez! What did I just..."She screamed. Chrono came over and looked at it. It was a man. Or more like what was left of him.
"His spiritual energy has been sucked dry mummifying him."
"Chrono." she said impatiently. She ran to the stairs and cautiously climbed them. She saw a door slightly ajar and pushed it open. There was no sign of what they were looking for.
Chrono fallowed slowly. They got to a door with a red light shining beneath it. Rosette slowly pushed it open. There were cards hanging from the ceiling and around the bed a star surrounded by a circle and on the points of the star were candles.
"A Satanist." Whispered Chrono matter 'o factly.
"Rich and stupid. What a hobby." Rosette answered, doing something amazingly stupid, walking further into the room.
"Thrill seekers seeking the ultimate thrill."
Rosette walked forward holding her gun ready to shoot and reached for the covers of the bed, "But if you play with hell fire you're going to be burned just like this dumb sap."
From there the mission went down hill ending with, "Rosette…"
"Hmm?"
"You did it again!"
Rosette turned and saw the building was in shambles. She screamed, "WHAT?...NOOOOOOOO!...IT WASN'T ME………..NOOOOOOOOOOO! WHY IS IT ALWAYS LIKE THIS?"
Rosette walked down the hall opening doors and pointing her gun everywhere and at every shadow. The first room had many bodies and blood everywhere she almost threw up at the sight but her mind kept telling her she was an exorcist so she had to be the angel of revenge for all these poor people. Then going further down the hallway she saw a faint red light from under one of the doors. She looked over the wooden door carefully to see if the oak had been tampered with by spells or any more human nasty ways of gretting people. When she found nothing she slowly yet diliberately opened the door the words came back to her.'A Satanist.'
'Rich and stupid what a hobby.'
'Thrill seekers seeking the ultimate thrill.'
She looked around from the door where was that devil. She walked in further looking for it taking in the devil's star, candles, summoning cards. She couldn't find any trace of it The she remembered a saying from a book she had read in 4th grade, "Why does nobody ever look up?" She quickly looked up and there it was stalking her. She shot and missed. And kept shooting and kept missing. What the hell? She asked herself loading her gun once again. Why can't I hit the stupid thing? The devil attacked her at full speed. She backed up and tried to get in a good shot.
"He's too fast!"
"You're wasting those sacreds trying to stop him!"
She shot again and missed, "Damn!" Dodging was getting harder but she had to dodge him her life was what the cost would be if she made a mistake.
"Just get over here and help me!"
She missed the shot again. No one could help her in this situation. No there was but those people weren't here.
"Rosette!" Chrono shouted in alarm while he opened the vile of Holy Water. He quickly threw it at the devil though burning himself in the process.
Rosette quickly opened her pocket and while avoiding the devil opened the small vile of Holy Water she had. She threw it at the monster. It burned and the monster didn't attack she took out a gospel, "Bring peace to the lost lambs," the devil came at her again and she glared, "I bid thee give rest to the fangs of the wolf," the devil was almost on her, "And call the hammer of death unto the devil." She shot the gospel, causing a humongous explosion.
When she woke from getting knocked out she realized there was a lot of stuff on top of her. She crawled out of the rubble of what used to be a building, "What nooooooooo!" she yelled at the top of her lungs looking in horror at what used to be a four star hotel.
"Rosette you did it again!"
"Shut up Chrono!" she yelled.
"Huh?" asked a voice from behind her. She spun and looked at the police who seemed totally pissed of. How could she tell? The police were glaring at her. She smiled shyly, a fully fledged teen should not be talking to her make believe friend from childhood about anything. It would look like she's schizophrenic.
She had a feeling that Azmaria would yell at her when she got back, 1st for destroying a perfectly nice jag and then destroying a whole entire building. Oh boy I'm in for it. Well I guess I'll just try better next time. Yeah I'll just not destroy anything anymore…I hope.
Rosette started walking back to the Magdalene Order thinking of how many ways to hide, what Sister Azmaria would do to her, and how the hell was she going to explain. She couldn't come up with anything, "WAHHHHHHHH! Sister Azmaria is going TO KILL MEEEEEEE!"
On the way back to the Magdalene Order Rosette had another day dream that came into her mind but this time it was not about something random. It was about destroying things…like buildings. She imagined…
"Hi! Chrono!" yelled 3 Magdalene Order Exorcists.
"Is Rosette writing more apologies?"A blond sister named Mary asked.
"Then again, I guess that's what happens when a servant of God destroys and entire building." Anna a sister with pink hair smirked evily.
Mary butted in, "Only a building? I heard it was a whole block!"
"What really?" Anna asked freaking out.
"Actually," Sister Claire who was a soft spoken brunette, "I heard it was a whole island."
"What? Really?" both Anna and Mary freaking out and looking at Chrono in astonishment.
"It must be so hard." Said Claire sympathetically.
"Well, it happens every time.Soo..." Chrono said sheepishly looking at his feet.
"IT HAPPENS EVERY TIME?" Rosette yelled suddenly appearing behind the three sisters.
"Ah! ROSETTE!" yelled all three of the sisters.
"A whole block was it?" she asked shaking in fury, "An Island? Blowing peoples mistakes out of proportion is so much fun isn't it? BUT WERE YOU THERE!"
"We don't want to team up with you." yelled Anna and the other two added, "Uh uh."
"Oh Applesauce. I was…." Started Rosette stomping after them.
"ROSETTE!" yelled Chrono running after her.
She sighed at least she had her childhood fantasy still. Chrono a devil, he was a kind devil though according to her 5 year old imagination. She smiled those days Joshua was a little healthier and could fallow her and play along with her about Chrono. She sighed, Man I was going crazy even back then…Let's go back to reality now please. What was she going to say to Sister Azmaria? She walked down the gravel road thinking up excuses. She didn't notice how close to the Magdalene Order she was.
She looked up and realized that she had finally made it back to the Magdalene Order. She went through the large spelled gate, entered the courtyard and stared at the cross shaped fountain. She sighed it was becoming her favorite pass time of late. Her three friends ran up to her smiling and chatting.
"So what happened?" asked Sister Jo, her real name was Jodie but she didn't like that. She had pink hair that reflected her lively personality.
"Yeah why are you so late?" asked Sister Sam (Samantha). Who was a long haired brunette (ironicly just like Claire in her day dream.)
"Did you meet someone? Did you make the building collapse? Did you get drunk? Did you go sing Karaoke? Did you crash your jag?" Sister Kelsey smiled her short blond hair reminded Rosette of Mary from her dream. She probably shaped the characters after these three weirdos.
"I crashed the jag and I made the building collapse." Mumbled Rosette thinking, Kel is amazing! I'm just so glad she doesn't know how smart she really is or I'd be dead by now. How does she manage to predict the future?
"What?"
"No way!"
"Awesome!"
They all turned and stared at Sister Kel. "What?" she asked totally clueless. Rosette sighed and watched her friends goof off.
"A servant of God is not supposed to destroy a building!" yelled Anna. No that's not her name it's Jo. Rosette sighed again, sighing is becoming my favorite activity isn't it?
Claire no, Sam looked at her and asked in her soft caring voice, "What's wrong? You sick?"
"Yes and no. I'm sick that I'm going to be yelled at and It's not like I'm going to croak anytime soon."
"Oh you better go tell Azi she'll want to know what happened." Jo said totally not getting that Rosette had to report anyway and that she wasn't helping Rosette's situation at all.
"Yeah see ya guys."
"Bye Rosette." All of them said in unison. Rosette smiled it was good to know some people had no cares. She entered the building, looked down the long hallway and at the stairs that would lead to her doom. She tried not to look at them and focused on the portraits of the heads of the Magdalene Order on the walls. She got to the last two and stared, Wow was Sister Azmaria pretty! In that picture she couldn't have been more then 30 or less then 25. She then looked at the picture before Azmaria. The woman looked middle aged maybe 30 or 40 with glasses and a strict face. Recognition shot through her even though she had never seen this picture or met this woman before. The woman whose name plate said her name was Sister Kate had been dead long before Rosette had even been born.
Rosette walked up the stairs to Sister Azmaria's room. She stopped looking at the door to hell in dimay. She knew she couldn't escape now. She gulped and knocked on the door.
"You may leave." She heard Azmaria say.
"Ok. So is it alright?" she heard a voice she hadn't heard in the last few weeks. She smiled in spite of her sense of impending doom.
"Yes now go." Said Sister Azmaria.
"You can go….Oh Rosette!" yelled her Joshua hugging her, "Its been almost three whole weeks!"
"Hi Joshua." Whispered Rosette barely hugging her brother even though she had missed him alot..
"What sup Rosette? You are never low, What happend? Oh and How did your 1st mission go?" Joshua said wondering why his sister was so...so...so...Un Rosetty. (BC: Does that even make sense?)
"Sister Rosette? Oh good your back." Sister Azmaria's voice came from inside the office, "Come in."
"One minute Sister Azmaria…" said Rosette, hoping to gain a few more minutes of freedom, she looked at her brother pleadingly, "Please help me think of…."
"Sister Rosette! I'm waiting for your report!" Azmaria sounded both angry and annoyed causing Rosette to flinch.
"Yes? Think of?" probed Joshua wondering what the hell his sister wanted and why she was so depressed.
"Never mind. Go on Joshua…."
Joshua shrugged and started to leave then Rosette grabbed his arm, "Oh and one more thing Joshua."
"Yes?" he asked turning and facing his sister.
She grimaced and shivered, "Pray that I get out of this alive and in one piece."
"Why?" he sweat dropped he knew the answer would be along something like, Um I kinda destroyed something and now Im going to be yelled at.
"Just do it."
"SISTER ROSETTE! YOUR REPORT!" Azmaria's voice seemed even more then angry now it was a mixture of 'extremely annoyed' and 'competely pissed off'.
Rosette went in and to her surprise saw Father Remington sitting on the couch that Rosette was sure had to have been there two hundred years or a least a whole lot longer then Sister Azmaria was alive. "Wha….."
"Give us your report and any damage that was caused!" Azmaria interupted . Rosette noticed that Azi was drinking tea and was speechless for a few minutes. Both Azmaria and Remington stared at her and she blushed in embarrassment.
"SISTER ROSETTE!"
"Yes mam?"
"YOUR REPORT!"
"Oh yes mam!"
Rosette gave every detail to Sister Azmaria from crashing the car to destroying the building. The only thing she didn't mention was her "day dream" if it could even be called that, "day mare" sounded more appropriate. When she ended she saw Azmaria's fists shake in anger. Her tea spilled all over the table.
"Rosette next time keep your destruction to a minimum please." Said Sister Azmaria anger clear in her voice then she started to cough.
"Are you alright?" asked Rosette staring at Azmaria. Rosette was almost sure that she had given the old woman a heart attack.
"Yes….. you…. may….. go." Said Sister Azmaria calmly even though she was coughing pretty hard.
"But…"started Rosette but Azmaria interrupted, "I…will…be…fine….Youmaygonow." Rosette left and headed down the stairs, hoping Sister Azmaria would be alright
Once the last footstep was heard in the hallway Azmaria's cough turned into a roaring laugh and Remington started laughing as well. Soon they were both crying in their fits of laughter.
"Euan…" Sister Azmaria said trying to catch her breath, "I think we can expect quite a bit of destruction in the near future…"
"Yes….I…. think…… so ………..too." Said Remington trying to pull himself together but he was completely failing. He even was doing worse then Azmaria at trying to stop himself.
"What did you say So long ago? It was something about tornados…" asked Azmaria smiling and pouring them both a new cup of tea.
"What do you mean?" asked Remington trying to pull himself together, "Oh that! I cant believe you still remember that Azmaria. I remember telling it to Sister Kate though did she tell you?"
Azmaria smiled, "I asked her to tell me all about Rosette and what people thought about her so I could write it down in a book like file. Kate told me the complete truth," she took a sip of her tea, "I just remembered about the tornado remark."
Remington laughed, "I said something like, 'She is like a tornado blowing away the unseen mist that shrouds the country and leaving destruction in its wake.'"
Azmaria smiled sadly, "That sounds like her."
A loud crash sounded from outside making both of them jump. Remington ran to window and Azmaria turned around.
"Oh APPLESAUCE!" yelled Rosette's voice and both Remington and Azmaria looked in the direction of the sound.
"Rosette! You just destroyed a one hundred year old statue!" yelled Sister Jo.
Remington and Azmaria turned so they could see the statue. The statue had been a beautiful one of the Virgin Mary holding a Celtic cross in both hands. Now it seemed to be half of a woman with a walking stick in one hand.
Both Azmaria and Remington turned and looked at one another. The only thing that was spoken was an, "Oh Dear." From Sister Azmaria before both of them broke out into laughter. Azmaria sat down on her chair again to keep from falling over.
"It…seems…like…SisterRosetteChristopher…is back." Said Remington trying to say the words fast enough that the laughing wouldn't matter.
"And she still is the incarnation of destruction that we know. The same looks, the same personality, the same nutty wisdom…..the…"
"Same way of making everyone love her even though she's a menice and a danger to all mankind." Said Remington seriously now or at least trying to say it seriously.
"Don't forget statues!" said Azmaria causing Remington to laugh harder, "Yes there are those but there are others as well…"
Azmaria looked at the picture on her desk then stood up and looked at the stars, "I fear she may still harbor the same love for Chrono, the same hate for Aion, and the Stigmata from when she was Mary Magdalene chosen by God as the Holy woman. And the same determination to save the world."
Those words caused Remington to become completely serious once again he nodded and looked up at the stars. Lord what are you doing? How can I help her? Where is Chrono? Where is he and if he is alive will he protect her again? Will history repeat itself? Is it going to be alright? Please I need to know.
Chrono…4 nights after dream
Chrono smiled at Shader's antics. She was so odd. Chrono stared up at the sky the same navy blue sky Remington was looking at. The stars reflected in silver patterns across Chrono's golden eyes. To Chrono the night sky had never been so beautiful.
"It's beautiful tonight. hmm Chrono?" asked Aion from above him. Chrono looked at Aion whose face had leaves in it but yet still was clear. A smile was plastered on Aion's face a dangerous smile, one that Chrono didn't recognize. He wondered what Aion was thinking of.
"Yes quite." Said Chrono turning back to the glittering sky.
Shader looked at them and said glumly, "You know if we had the Holy Woman then we could have done the ceremony tonight…"
"Yes I know but we have to find her first." Said Aion smiling even maliciously at Chrono.
Chrono noticed and wondered what Aion had figured out. But he would never know…he wasn't even going to try reading Aion's mind. He had tried once and that was a memory he would never forget. He rubbed his arm and his leg in a unconscious rememberance of pain.
"I'm going to stay here tonight." Chrono said watching a shooting star go across the sky in a wild arch.
Aion and Shader looked at him t, "Why?" asked Aion the curiosity showing in his face. It had been a long time since Chrono had wanted to go anywhere or do anything by himself.
"I don't know I just want to…" said Chrono noticing the look of worry and confusion on Aion's face. He glared,"I can take care of myself brother!"
Aion turned away smiling, "Alright lets let dreamer boy over there stay here. We are going to lock you out of the house you know."
"I know." Chrono answered calmly. He had no intention of returning to the mansion tonight he wanted to be out here instead of inside it made him feel calmer. Aion shrugged and turned to his demon form and flew away Shader fallowing close behind yelling back to Chrono, "Good night, Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite!"
Chrono watched as they went away and sighed in relief as they disappeared. He couldn't tell them that he wanted to see the girl in his dreams again to hold her and protect her. He looked up again at the sky. I wish I knew her name. He laid down and slowly fell asleep and began to dream. The girl appeared all Chrono could see was her sapphire eyes. She had wings of an angel and her face and hair were covered so he couldn't see them. This was to real to be a dream he thought.
"It's not a dream." A woman different from the one in front of him appeared. This woman was a blond whose hair was almost white and light icy blue eyes. Her hair was down to her waist and Chrono knew this was not his dream girl but someone else. She was eerily familiur.
"Hello Chrono." She said softly. A sweet gentle smile lit her pale face. She made Chrono feel like she was sickly and he had to help her.
"Do I know you?" he asked confusion growing by the minute.
"You did once. But so you know my name is Magdalene, Mary Magdalene." Mary smiled again.
"I knew you? Not likely devils usually don't forget things." He snorted, "Besides we usually don't socialize with angels."
"Hmph," Mary went over to the sapphire girl, "Are you sad he doesn't remember you? And why is that do you know? Or are you just as confused as he?"
The girl said nothing or she did because her mouth moved but Chrono couldn't hear her. Mary nodded and said, "She says, "If he doesn't remember me than yes I could cry an ocean here."
"Why can't I hear what she has to say?" he asked wondering why he couldn't her, his dream's characters voice.
"You have forgotten how to hear her." Said Magdalene.
The girl's mouth moved again and Chrono asked, "What did she say?"
"I would be sad because I've….I've loved him ever since I was a little girl." Mary said this to Chrono. He stared at his 'dream' girl. "You love me?" he asked, "But I have never met you except for in dreams."
He watched as her mouth moved slowly, "B..but, I'm …." The girl seemed to completely freeze in shock then she crumpled to the ground. Quickly Chrono grabbed the girl's soft white hand and saved her from landing really hard. He held her close protecting her. Why is this happening? He thought why am I acting this way?
The girl slowly started to fade. "No wait!" yelled Chrono explain to me what is going on!"
The girl was crying. Magdalene whispered into his ear, "You will not remember her at all that is a sad thing. She loves and is constantly remembering parts of you. Parts of the life you two shared for 4 exhausting years."
Magdalene slowly faded away, "Trust your heart Chrono. She knows where hers belongs. It belongs here and now. You…your heart is lodged in the past and present. You are so confused that you are blinding yourself to what is in front of you. Aion is also blinding you. He knows who your mystery girl is Chrono but even if you ask he will not tell you. You will never find her if you forget this dream. Remember it Chrono. Remember what her reaction was when she saw you. Remember her."
Chrono quickly sat up that was the longest dream he had ever had. And he had forgotten what Magdalene said to remember even though she had just said it. His mind shifted through the dream. He came up with mostly blanks. The only thing he could remember was the tears of the sapphire girl.
Aion stood in the tree above Chrono, "So God's angels are trying to get Chrono to remember God's purest angel the Holy Woman. But it is harder than they think I will keep his memories at bay until Rosette Christopher is dead." He smiled evilly, "Now just where to find her."
Chrono had no idea what Aion was planning but maybe if he stayed with Aion then…Then he would meet the girl.
BC: So you all know this is kinda beside the point but... the reason Rosette has these memories come back to her...IS...a secret. Sorry. But here this is what I'll give you each character has no right to know what some of them know like Rosette knows way to much about Chrono, (Thanks Kaj for nothing...he was the one who pointed stuff like that out and said I need to use spell check. I hate you and Im moving to Florida so you'll never get your dvd's back!) But Rosette only thinks of those memories as a childs imagination. She has no clue that it is real so if your confused please just e-mail me or give me a review and Ill try to explain. Sorry for this. Chrono has dreams about Rosette but he doesn't know that and at the same time Rosette is dreaming about him making their dreams entertwine understand? But Aion is somehow deleating Chrono's memory. SIGH THANK GOD THATS OVER! Im sorry for this long rant blame Phabrizoe and/or Kaj! He told me it didn't make sense. tears in eyes So Im never giving his Chrono Crusade dvd's back to him! grins maliciouslyHa! I win.
Chrono: Wow that was a long Chapter and a long rant. I guess that's enough of an apology for putting that other one on earlier.
Black Chaos: I know isn't it wonderful? I did it when I was bored today!
Rosette: Dont you have something better to do with your time?
BC: Not really...(sighs) dont tell me I dont have a life enough people tell me that a day.
Chrono: dont worry BC you were great and Rosette got bonus points for crashing the car into a wall and destroying a building
Rosette: (screams) I WHAT? (goes back and reads that part) WHY YOU...!
BC: (sweat drops) Rosette at least you didn't get totally chewed up... (whispers) yet.
Rosette and BC: "Why I oughta!" "Get away from me!" "You evil..." "Bring it on"
"Bag of dung" "Twerp!" "Butt sniffer!" "Dumb Blond!" "Crack head!"
Chrono: For my sake please read and review and someone help me stop these two they are so off their nut.
Rosette and BC: "WHAT?" "Hey Rosette lets put our diffrences aside this time." "Yes Chrono your going to get it!" (Both run and grab pillows and pound on Chrono.)
BC: Anyway please R&R. Because I really like to hear from you all.