Here's Chapter three. I hope you like it! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the OCs
Lien faced the crowd of smiling people. The auditorium was full of proud faces and people cheering her name. Was this really happening?
Lien would've pinched herself if it hadn't been for one of the Advisors who grabbed hold of her arm and dragged her onto the wooden stage. All lights and eyes were on her. An older man, another Advisor, stood at the podium on the other side of the stage. Abruptly the room went silent.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome! We have come today to acknowledge someone's skill and achievements. But first let me say this: We are all troubled by the fact that one of our own has betrayed us. He lied to us and had tried to kill me and my fellow advisors. He threatened our own division. Gilbert Beilschmidt has betrayed not just me but all of you."
Bull shit, thought Lien as she listened to the man. I know he didn't try to kill anyone.
"Him and his brother, Ludwig Beilschmidt are now no longer worthy to be called Demon Hunters … but enough about those traitors. It is time for someone else to take the stage." His bright eyes faced Lien. "Lien, congratulations. Because of her talents and great skill, from today onward, Lien is now officially a member of the Vatican-" Suddenly there was an uproar. Everyone began clapping their hands and shouting with glee. Lien's eyes widened in shock. They were … happy for her?
No one dared to try and stop the people in the audience who were cheering and for once, she was extremely happy. Her heart was beating fast and her face flushed a bright red. She could feel herself sweating like a guilty man at court. What was this feeling in her stomach? Whatever it was, it felt great.
Her broad smile widened and she waved to her fellow co-workers. "Thank you!" she shouted. "Thank you so much!"
Time skip ….
"Lien! Congratulations!" Came a shout.
After unlocking her bedroom door she turned and spotted two men she was familiar with waving at her. They were smiling happily her way, before running off to get drunk like the rest of their friends. Lien smiled at this and walked into her room. Once inside, she locked the door and plummeted into the bed comforter.
Hesitantly she reached into her pocket and pulled out a black device. A communicator. For some reason, she really wanted to contact Gilbert but … I can't contact him first. He has to be the one to initiate the call. I need to know he can trust me enough to contact me.
She yawned and rolled over on her bed, still staring at the communicator.
I hope those two idiots are alright, were her last thoughts before drifting off into sleep.
"You have got to be kidding me!" Shouted Alfred. He and three others stood before two men in uniforms.
"We're sorry sir, but the Parliament refuses to speak with you," said one man.
Alfred frowned. "We already scheduled a meeting and everything!"
" … They still don't wish to speak with you."
The other man sighed. "Listen kid, leave this demon threat to the Demon Hunters. They can handle it. It's not our business."
"No, you listen! They are threatening all of us. They are threatening all of our governments! They want to end us! It's not just some stray demon feeling in the mood to eat human flesh! This is a declaration of war for god sakes!" Alfred exclaimed.
However the two men did not budge. Alfred glowered at them. Agent Natalie laid a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Mr. Jones, they do not wish to speak to us. For now, let's report back to Washington and go to our Quarters for the night."
He shook his head. "I traveled the Atlantic Ocean despite how much I hate the sea, for this shit?" He growled.
"Language, Mr. Jones," warned Lieutenant Bradly.
"I know, I'm not a child, Bradly." Alfred stared at the men almost pleading them to let him in but they would not be swayed. Finally, Alfred broke eye contact and sighed, "Fine, we'll be leaving. If Parliament won't ally with us, we'll get someone else to help us."
Before the four Americans could walk away however, a loud "Wait!" resounded throughout the hall.
Alfred and the three others turned around to face another British man, wearing a suit. Alfred took the time to examine him. He had bushy eyebrows … wait, no … those were caterpillars. Why the heck were there caterpillars on his face?
The man's green eyes glimmered at him. "I wouldn't mind, helping you folks out."
"You?" questioned Alfred.
The two men at the door gasped in surprise. "But, Detective Kirkland, sir, this demon business can be handled by-"
"The Demon Hunters, yes, I heard you earlier," interrupted the short blonde haired man. "But what if these men have a point? What if these demons truly plan to corrupt our society? What would you say then, hmm?"
The two men shut up.
"Exactly," grinned the newcomer. Turning back to the Americans, the man said, "My name is Arthur Kirkland. If it is alright with you, I'd like to assist you."
Alfred and the newcomer shook hands. "You're a detective?" asked Alfred.
Arthur nodded. "The best of the best."
Alfred gave him a funny look before turning back to his subordinates. "Um … anyone want to report back to Washington what is going on here?"
Lieutenant Bradly raised a hand to volunteer. "I will. Mr. Kirkland we would love for your cooperation, however, we cannot accept the offer until we are given the order to do so. I will be the one to contact Washington and see what the President has to say about this. It might take a day or two for the answer."
Arthur smiled. "Do not worry. I can wait."
One of the men at the door gave Arthur a worried look. "Are you sure you want to do this, sir?"
"Of course. Why not?"
"It's just-"
"Demons are a mystery to us all, even smart people like myself. Plus it has been quite some time since I've mangled in demon affairs," Arthur replied. The other guard looked at his partner and shook his head, knowing the detective had made up his mind.
"Well, here's my contact information," said Arthur as he handed a small white card over to Alfred who took it hesitantly. "If you need me, please call. Good day, chaps."
But before Arthur could actually leave he felt a rough hand clasp onto his shoulder. The detective froze at the sudden contact and turned around to see Alfred. "Wait! Hold on!"
"Y-Yes … What is it?"
"I just need to know one thing," began the American. "Why are there caterpillars on your face and how the hell can they stick on?"
The two guards at the twin doors covered their ears knowingly and winced at what came next.
"THEY ARE NOT CATERPILLARS! THESE ARE MY ACTUAL EYEBROWS, YOU BLOODY GIT!"
Lili Zwingli.
That was the young blonde girl's name.
She skipped off the school bus and waved politely at the driver. The girl sauntered over to her house and unlocked the front door. She steadily slipped her keys into her skirt pocket and set her back pack down. The rest of the house was empty. Like Always.
At least that's what she thought until she stepped into her living room.
"Yo! Lili!"
Lili stopped abruptly in the doorway. Her eyes widened as they landed on a figure with platinum hair, gleaming red eyes, and pale skin, sitting on her couch.
She couldn't find it in her to speak at first.
"What's up with your gaping face? Kesesese … you look like a fish-"
"AHHHHH!" The young girl screamed. She screamed at the top of her lungs. The albino man gave her a confused expression. "Whoa! Lili! It's just us!"
Lili finally stopped her screaming in order to ask, "Us?"
"Lili?! Lili! What's wrong?!"
Lili jumped in surprise as another familiar man ran into the room.
"L-Ludwig?" she stuttered. "What are you-"
The blonde man did not let her finish. "Why were you screaming? Are you alright?"
"N-No, I'm just surprised!" She exclaimed, embarrassedly. "Um … what are you doing in my house? How did you get in?"
"The window," deadpanned the man on the couch. "Wait … do you even remember me?" He asked in wonder. When Lili didn't respond right away he pouted. "Oh, I see! You remember Lud but you don't remember me?!" He wiggled his eyebrows at Ludwig, implying something. This made Ludwig sigh and wave the man off, although, a small blush was evident on his cheek.
Lili, feeling bad immediately exclaimed, "N-no! I remember you. You're Big Bruder Gilbert."
"Oh, stop with the big bruder stuff. You're making me blush." He laughed maniacally, earning a disapproving look from his younger brother.
"So …" began Lili. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, your Awesome Big Bruder Gilbert-"
"We're runaways," Ludwig cut him off.
"W-What?!"
Gilbert chuckled sadly. "Yeah, we sort of pissed off the Demon Hunter Organization. The Vatican has it in for us."
"But what did you do?" asked a worried Lili.
"Well, I'll tell you what we didn't do! We didn't give them this," Gilbert explained, pulling out a red glowing object. A crystal.
"Where did you get that?" asked Lili, staring at it in awe.
"A demon," he answered bluntly.
Lili did not question him further. She had known them since she was a child. She knew they'd never lie to her. She knew they'd never try to put her in danger. She trusted them.
"Were you planning on staying?" asked Lili.
"If you don't mind." Ludwig gave her an apologetic smile. "We'll be out of your way soon. Don't worry."
"No! Its fine! I'm actually very happy to see you two again," she told them. "It has been too long."
Gilbert grinned cheekily. "Awww! You're so cute! Give Awesome Big Bruder Gilbert a big hug!"
Ludwig frowned and slapped him upside the head. " … Anyway, I was in the process of making dinner before you arrived. I hope you don't mind."
Lili smiled brightly. "No, not at all. What were you making?"
"I think you know me well enough to know the answer."
Lili giggled. "May I help you make the wurst?"
"Of course." With that, the two entered the kitchen. Gilbert laughed knowingly, "Ah, young love. Kesesese …"
Suddenly, Ludwig peaked into the room and glowered at his brother, before leaving again. This only made Gilbert laugh even harder.
