Chrno Crusades
Chapter Two
By—TheDarkShadowWolf
Story
Chrno and Rosette finally pulled into a small town in the old '20 Jeep. They climbed out of the old car and Chrno grabbed a huge oversized backpack equipped with ammo, a telephone, guns, and a few Gospels and Sacreds. The two walked into town, Rosette in her nun fighter outfit, a cerulean blue outfit consisting of a short-sleeved shirt with a golden cross on each puffy sleeve, and a long skirt which cut at just below the waist line and slit down the sides, trailing down to her ankles. She also had on brown gloves and boots with a gun belt around her waist and a dark blue cowl around her head. Chrno wore a long red jacket with a red headband, a white long sleeved shirt underneath the jacket, and dark red pants with dark brown boots.
The nun walked up to a citizen that stood nearby and stood in front of him, headstrong and determined. (Sorry for all of the 'stood's. --;) The man was of short-medium height, with tousled blonde hair and emerald green eyes that were set deeply into his chiseled face. He had high cheekbones and a set of thin lips. He was somewhat short, but bulky all the same. "Good afternoon, sir." Rosette did a quick bow and stared into his into his green orbs. "What d'you want?" he grumbled to the nun. Rosette replied swiftly, "I am Rosette Christopher and this is my partner, Chrno. We work for the Magdalene Order. We received a call for help about a haunted mansion of some sort?" Rosette gestured to herself and Chrno as she mentioned their names.
The muscular man crossed his arms, raising a hairy eyebrow. "…My name… is.. Tim?" (Monty Python and the Holy Grail!! WHOOT!!!!! XD) Rosette's eyes widened and a grin tugged at her straight lips. A snort of laughter rose from her and Tim glared at her. "I'm –laugh- so sorry!" Rosette choked out between giggles. Tim growled under his breath, but asked "So you wanna know 'bout that damned house?" Rosette wiped a tear from her eye and nodded. Chrno shook his head, sighing. "Anything is helpful." she stated. "Well… The news has been spreadin'. That House of Hell has taken innocent lives. Whomever goes in there never comes back out! It all started with the Williamsons…"
"That family rented the house for summers when they would travel here. That family was real nice. Polite, kind, generous… There was Lilia, the wife of James, and their son Jimmy. Lilia was very devoted to her husband and hated violence. It was then that strange things started a'happenin! First… Ms. Lilia began to act a little too flirtatious with the men o' the town. She'd been a pretty little thang too! But when a married man rejected an offer from her, before you could blink an eye, she had him in a stranglehold, screaming bloody murder!! The same thing happened to James. He almost killed a woman when she slapped him. The little boy, Jimmy, bless his little soul, never came outta his room. Too scared of his parents, we think." Tim closed his eyes, arms still crossed, and nodded to himself. Chrno had his own eyes open wide. Rosette was clutching the poor devil's arm. "Rosette?" "Yeah?" Rosette was visibly shaken. "I think you made my arm die…" Chrno looked doubtfully at his limp arm.
"Oh! Oh I'm sorry!" apologized the blonde nun, unlatching herself from his arm. Tim raised an eyebrow at the odd couple. "Uhm.. Yeah. Thank you… Tim." Rosette nodded at the stout man in front of her. He grunted, nodding at them. "See ya… Hey wait." Rosette and Chrno looked at him expectantly. "Are you gunna go up to that house?" Tim asked. "Yes sir." Chrno answered. "Then I won't be seeing you. It was nice to meet you." Tim hurried off before the two could respond.
TheDarkShadowWolf—Okay I ish bored again so im not gunna continue for a bit. // sorry!! R&R please!! 3