A/N: Apparently my last chapter made some of you sad. I'm sorry, but hey, you figure it might get better… or not.

Dude, as I was writing this I got a couple of reviews… creepy… it's like you guys know when I'm writing…

Disclaimer: Apparently there is a reason for disclaimers. See, the Abridged series of Naruto's creators got banned from Youtube and now they can't make any more episodes… sniff… you people are so strict.

Stella allowed herself to be lead to the Inquisition's building, just east of the cathedral. She wasn't nervous. No, she had been arrested far too many times to be nervous. She might have been sad or even angry at the indignity, but she would not have recalled it later.

Her fingers fidgeted inside the cuffs. If she twisted her arms for a few minutes, her hands were just small enough to wriggle out, albeit with several cuts and her hands rubbed raw. If she twisted her arms quickly, the cuffs would break. She ran her tongue over her fangs without opening her mouth. She could bite each and every one of the guards around her and escape. Better yet, she could move the water from the vases around her and slit each of their necks silently, at the expense of more energy.

There were problems with these plans, though. She was one Titan of two; an ambassador to her species. To give a bad impression, Demetry would surely pay for it. Not only that, but whoever was pulling the strings around here would like as not use her defiance as an excuse to wage war on her brother. Though he was a good Leader, and everyone knew it, with Kenpei on a constant totter between peace and civil war, he didn't need to have half of his citizens sell him out for a small reward, as Stella knew the greedy citizens would do. Still, these reasons weren't quite enough. Had she been mad enough, she might, just might have attacked and escaped. But knowing that she would leave Abel and the others (especially Abel, though she didn't admit it to herself) behind and disappointed in her again was what held her back the most. She couldn't do that; to them or herself.

So she allowed herself to be lead to the Inquisition's building just east of the cathedral without nervousness. (A/N: Yes, I know I'm repeating myself here.) She was led towards a set of steps. Her heart sped up slightly. She, being a Titan, was able to control her body functions to an extent. She slowed her heartbeat. She took the first step down the stairs. Her breath caught in her throat. She slowed her breathing until it came normally and was pushed roughly from behind by the blonde haired man that seemed to be leading them.

She growled slightly, but moved double pace down three more stairs before stopping again. Her heart was beating so fast she felt the throb in her head and her breath was coming in short bursts. It was all she could do to keep from panting. Her mouth felt dry. She shook her head, clearing for a moment. She stepped again, but it started over. Waves of nausea hit her and the sickly sweet and musty smells of rot and death that she knew were not really there burned her nose. She tried to swallow, but her throat closed. She was starting to panic. What's happening to me?

The saliva in her mouth, whatever small amount there was, foamed and she felt weak. She fell to her knees and gasped. She fought her instincts, which were taking over. She wanted to bite into her captors and run, which way, she did not know. Lights and colors where blending together and there was yelling. She was being beaten. A single coherent thought stood out among her frantic urges. They think I'm trying to escape!

"Help, please." She croaked out. "I can't breathe." Her eyes rolled and her head hit the edge of a step.

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"Father Abel Nightroad."

"Yes?" Abel asked nervously. Something was not right, he could tell, but he didn't know what. It set him on edge.

"Cardinal Kate requests your presence in her office after dinner. She explicitly asked that you only have a limit of two servings." Tres said.

"Thanks, Tres." Abel said semi-cheerfully. He had sunk into a small depression filled with guilt and self-berating. "Are you going to come with me?"

"Negative. Mission: fifty percent complete. Objective two: Find Proffessor Walter Wordsworth and get upgrade for direction and coordinates. In process."

Abel watched him go. The Cardinal wants to see me again? I wonder if she found out why Cardinal Francesco has decided now, of all times, to arrest Stella. Maybe she even got Stella out. Abel smiled lightly at the thought.

As he ate dinner (only two servings, as the Cardinal asked) he thought about Cardinal Fransesco and why he motives he had for detaining Stella.

The Cardinal had refused to give up his position, despite all of conflict, especially with his sister. He was just as anti-Methuselah as ever, but now it seemed that it stretched to Crusnick and Titan as well. Of course, whenever Abel was in the same room as his Eminence they both showed proper respect, but he was rumored to have suggest that both Abel and his sister were plotting some great downfall of the human race.

Normally, Abel would have dismissed under the excuse of the senility of the eighty-year-old man's mind. But now that he was mad (he didn't even chastise himself about being mad) he didn't give him the benefit of the doubt and was ready to jump down his throat on the first politically incorrect thing the man said.

Abel went up to the Cardianl's office to find not only Kate but Caterina as well. The old woman was sitting behind the desk with Kate standing beside her, looking as sharp as ever. Her smile towards Abel was forced.

"Good evening, Abel."

Abel nodded his head slightly in substitute for a bow. "Car… Sister Caterina." Abel had still not remembered to stop calling her Cardinal.

"So, let's get this over with. Stella's been arrested. I've spoken with my brother and he very irritatingly reminded me since I'm no longer the Cardinal, I have no right to question his actions. He did, however, tell me that it was not him that ordered the arrest on Stella."

"What?" Abel asked sharply. The only one beside the two Cardinals that had the power to arrest someone of the Ax and who was an international ambassador was…

"Pope Alessandro has decided to place Stella Iceheart under arrest for treason, abandonment of churchirial duties and crimes against god's will."

A/N: Ohhh…. Read the next chapter to see what I've done to the Pope. Review!