Caretaker
Meet Me In The Alley
Unfortunately, Caretaker doesn't seem to be have the best of nights. Her dreams are corroded with childish laughter and devilish grins.
"Don't worry, all will be revealed in do time," the girl says with reassurance.
Caretaker is dreadfully tired. Her sleep was corrupted by the voice in her dreams. Not to mention the child laughter and images following after. Deaths have been reported and both exorcists are looking through the sited reports of those who've been murdered. The paper seems be unreadable, since Caretaker's eyes are too tired to focus on anything at the moment. She hits her head against the table they are sitting at with a soft thud.
"Hm, that's strange," her white-haired companion says confusingly. Caretaker lifts her head to see what's wrong. "All of these names start with Adam."
Allen hands her the file. She and her red-headed fellow read it over. They're both surprised.
"Well, would you look at that, they do start with Adam," Caretaker says surprised.
"Hm, I guess this person really doesn't like an Adam," Libya states straightforwardly.
"Our perspectives have changed then. It could only be an assigned assassin to kill a man named Adam," Allen informs.
"Exactly, so then we can just head on out of here, and go to your Order," Libya says.
"But that doesn't change the fact that it could be a Noah trying to find another innocence accomadator. We can't leave now, there's still a chance that there's someone out there with innocence," Caretaker explains. All this talking made her head hurt. She rubs it with a groan.
Later that evening, the exorcists decided to split into teams. To find the lost accomadator, you must search for them. The white-haired boy and his follower take the west side, whilst Caretaker and her red-headed arguer take the east. Allen and Link find themselves searching in a dark alley. A small child is seen picking through a trash bin. Allen shouts to her and she instantly turns towards them. She steps aside from the bin. Her face is covered in dirt and filth. She wears a tattered dress that was white, but is now covered in grease and grim. Her twig of a body sticks out, as does her bare feet.
"Please," she says with her high-pitched voice, "You must have some food for the poor. I'm all alone, and I need to find my brother. Please, could you help me?"
Allen glances over to his watch-dog. "Well? Should we?"
"No, we have to focus on finding another accomadator," Link says sternly. Allen turns back to the helpless girl with sadness in his eyes. He shakes his head, signaling that her plea is denied. The girl suddenly smiles a devious smile, as though she knew that were the answer. Both boys are confused.
"Well then-" she holds both her hands up and they instantly fall to the ground unconscious.
"You're dragging us down, come on!" Caretaker shouts to her angry companion. Libya sends her a glare.
"Gee, well, sorry I'm not fast enough for you," she snaps back icily. The reach an alley where few are seen. They instantly hear some digging in one of the bins. A small boy pops out. Both girls are taken aback by his appearance. His hair is long, greasy and curly all over. He wears a dress shirt that looks to be covered in grim and filth from being around the ground so much. His pants are shortened, and tattered at the hem. His feet show that he has been barefoot for a long time.
"I need your help," he says. "My sister is somewhere around these parts, and I can't seem to find her. Could you help me?"
Libya is about to answer, but Caretaker immediately steps in. "No, I'm sorry. We're looking for one of our own too, and it's a tight schedule for us. My deepest apologies."
The boy stares at them in anger. But then his expressions changes. What was anger and disappointment, is now a smirk and devious smile.
"I thought you'd say that. Your friends from earlier said the same thing," he says whilst stuffing his hands in his pockets. He lifts one hand upward and the girls fall to the ground unconscious.
Allen wakes to a dark room. After his eyes adjust, he sees candelabras with three flames surround the room. The walls are black as night, and the floor is checkered with the same color, along with white. His body doesn't move to his command, but his head is able to peek around. On his left is his guard-dog, and on his right is the angry red-head. His golden-haired companion is not to be seen by either of the two. When he looks across, a chair is seen. It's tall and highly decorated with tiny designs. He recognizes the person sitting in it.
Caretaker.
"I see you've noticed your friend here," a girl's voice says. She appears from behind the chair and steps outward. She looks to be fifteen, maybe a year younger. She wears a white long-sleeve dress shirt that seems to be a bit small on her. Her pants are a dark brown and she wears dress shoes. Her hair is stark white, like his, and is cut as though it were short in the back, but long in the front. It parts to the left side of her face. Her purple candle earrings stick out, but what really sticks out is her dark skin and golden eyes. She smirks her devious smirk and places her right hand inside her pocket.
"Noah," Allen spats with distaste. She chuckles.
"Don't be like that, Allen. I'm only here to help you," she says with her smile.
"Who are you?" Libya asks with slight anger in her voice.
"Forgive me of my rudeness, my name is Gabrielle. Some call me Gab, but I prefer Gabby," she says.
"So why did you take us?" Caretaker asks with boredom in her voice. Gabby turns to glance at her.
"I'm getting there, be patient," she says with reassurance. "I've been around the town for awhile. I'm looking for someone, when I suddenly see some exorcists poking around. So, I decided that I would have a little fun of my own. A game, you could say.
"This game is about your inner selves. I'm an observer more than a killer, and I've noticed that every exorcist wears a mask. They shadow their emotions, and keep to themselves. So, why not have a little fun on my part? This 'game' is a battle of strategics, brawn and conquer. You will battle someone you've grown close to in your time. You'll relapse on the memories you've gained with that certain person. They could range from a close family member, to a person who's changed your life entirely.
"So why did I choose to do this? Well, as I said before, I am an observer. I like to test my subjects on trials that I've created, and what better than a few exorcists and a tag-along? Think of it this way, you'll get Caretaker over here as a prize? How 'bout that?" The girl gestures to their golden-haired companion as though she were a sales item. They all glare at her, since she is the enemy. She sighs.
"So, when do we-" The girl lifts her hand and they all fall unconscious.
Okay, so if you're rereading this, than you've noticed that Midna's name and appearance has been altered. I've had some say that I based her off Road, and I must agree, I kind of did. So, I've change her appearance and personality so that it might not look like there's another Road Kamelot in here. So, I hope you enjoy the newer chapters to come, and like the story so far. Will they win or will they die? Review please.
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