So, I'm back to this... -w-
I seriously did love this one. I still do. Which is why I have decided to take it back under my wing and not only continue it(eventually) but actually rewrite. Hence the title! xD (which could be tentative but we'll see x3) It's been a long time since I started EoT (I just looked at the published date and DAYAM! Four years!) And I've noted at how my writing style has changed over the years.

I really love this story and I want to see it to the end, specially since PH has gotten so damn hardcore. So this is it. I start my redoing of Emissary of Time with much better writing skills (or so I'm thinking) and with a better written plot than before :D

So first, let me give you all the updated summary:

Claire has never seen anything out of the House of Fianna since the day she arrived there at the age of eight. To her, there's no greater wish than to go out into the world and seek that which has been lost to her: her past. With only a broche and picture to guide her, she ends up the contractor of a Chain able to control time. But, because of a premonition, the days will continue until she can stop the repeating clock that threatens her existence; One cannot live while the other lives. Now Claire, a member of Pandora, must search for her memories while avoiding the one that seeks to end her life. Soon she will find the pieces where they have fallen and where they're waiting for her. But will what she lost be more important to her than the people she loves and would die to protect in her present?

So, yeah. This marks the beginning of my summer -w- And hence the beginning of this new rewrite. I've decided to leave the other one and simply point towards this one now c:

FYI, I checked and noticed that broche wasn't the exact word I was looking for. I actually used it because it's the exact word I wanted but in Spanish cx but I checked on Google and apparently Webster says it's the obsolete form of brooch and that's exactly what I was going for so...I'm sticking to broche -w- Yeah, just saying.

Omgoodness, too long of an intro.

Let's just start :D Enjoy~

Chapter One

Key of Time

A pair of lovers walked in the veil of night as the moon and stars showered them in their warm light. The man loved the woman. The woman loved the man. Their loved for each other was insurmountable and seemed to give them a glow that was otherworldly, almost celestial.

One night when no moon shone and no stars came, the woman became ill and perished in the man's arms.

With tears falling from his eyes, he bellowed an angry yet sorrowful cry.

"God why?" he asked to the starless night. "Why have you taken my beloved from me? What have we ever done but be happy? Why take her away?"

A heavenly voice only resounded answering his pleas. "It is not what you have or haven't done. It is what is destined to be."

Resentful to the heavens, the man vowed to bring his beloved back even if fate declined his request. Yet, he had to seek no further when a kind fairy came his way. Having no form, it simply floated before him in a spherical entity of glowing light.

"Why do you mourn?" It asked.

"My beloved was taken away by the heavens, unjustifiably."

"Why is that?" It inquired.

"The heavens say it is fate but I refuse to give into it. I will fight against fate if I have to."

"I can help."

And so the man listened as the fairy described what needed to be gathered for his beloved to return to him.

Seek the twelve hours
And to this space bring your beloved
Once both have been gathered
You will be granted that which you coveted

And so the man traveled far and wide, through oceans and desserts, through death and hell to bring forth to the fairy the 'twelve hours' it spoke of. Once all was gathered he returned to its place along with his beloved in his arms.

"I have brought what you sought. Now bring back my beloved!"

The fairy accepted his gifts and approached the two. Before meeting them, the fairy disintegrated into two smaller orbs of light. One stood over the woman while the other came to the man.

"I shall do as I have vowed. I shall reunite you and your beloved."

But it wasn't the reunion the man wanted. Instead of bringing her back to life, it took the man to where the woman was. However instead of being happy that they had reunited, he mourned that now he too had perished.

"Do you not appreciate my gift?" it's voice resonated in the starless sky. "I did as you asked and united you with the one you loved."

"Never like this!"

"Then so be it. If you do not want to be together than be separated forever."

And so the fairy, at having it's blessing detested, cursed the lovers and placed them in the sky as constellations separated by the vastness of the night sky. The two separated by time and space are now the star-crossed lovers of legend.

"Children!"

The hoard of kids that sat before me turned their heads towards the doorway along with Leo and I. I cringed at hearing Sister Fiona's voice and immediately snapped the book close when her head popped from outside the door.

"I knew it," she huffed at us while holding her hands to her hips. Oh yeah, she was mad. "You all have chores to be doing! Come along now!" The children dispersed in a mass of giggles and laughter and ran out the music room leaving only Leo and myself behind to face Fiona's wrath.

Well, fantastic. Little traitors.

"And what exactly have you two been doing all morning here?"

"Um..." I turned to Leo who only had a wry smile on his face. Thanks for nothing, bro. "We were...reading to the kids?"

Sister Fiona didn't look pleased at all. Out of nowhere, she pulled us both by our ears and dragged us out of there as if we were little kids. For goodness sake, he's fourteen and I'm thirteen!

"I-It hurts, Sister!" I cry out bending a little from her short stature. I could hear Leo crying out in pain too.

"You two should be tidying the library!" Once before said room, she threw us inside and stood between us and the door. "Now finish your chores before lunch!" She closed the door forcefully behind herself. I sighed knowing how mad she got when we blew off our chores.

"She'll cool down by then," Leo assured me and began picking up the books that laid in piles on the floor. I knew that most if not all of them were from Leo reading them and being too lazy to put them back up. "We should just finish this and go back."

"Yeah." I turned and picked a stack of books and began putting them away. The book that I had been reading to the kids was from the top shelf. It was easy to get out but to get back up...

"Use a stool," Leo's chiding came to me while I reached for the top shelf on my tiptoes. Even so I still didn't even touch the edge.

"I don't need...no stupid..." my grunting was only under my breath and I was starting to get angry at myself for being so damn tiny.

Out of nowhere, I felt a warmness from behind me and an arm came over my shoulder and grabbed the book. "You should listen to him. You're too short for this." He quickly and with no trouble placed the book back where it belonged.

I turned with my cheeks puffed annoyed and had to look up a few inches to see his face. "Didn't need your help, Elliot."

He chuckled at me just making me more annoyed. Leo came up to us leaving the books aside, "Back again?" Ah, true. As stupid as it sounded, I just noticed Elliot was really here.

"Yeah. Came with Ernest and Claude." I couldn't help but sigh at his answer but he caught my relief. He turned to me with a confused look on his face, "Are you really that scared of my father?"

"S-Shut up, okay!" I called out to him while crossing my arms. "I just don't like him."

"Don't worry, he doesn't like anyone. He's just like that," he assured me. Leo and him began talking while Leo worked. I went on ahead and did the same. I caught myself staring at them and shook my head.

Those two were...quite fascinating at best and annoying at worse. It surprised me that ever since Elliot came here, he and Leo were always talking to each other. That or fighting. It was the same ever since we all met. The day Elliot came with his brothers. The day he met Leo.

Back then I had always hated the high class and their people. They were nothing but filthy liars. This was partly why I didn't like Elliot when we first met. Not one bit. Lies were bad and nobles were constant liars. Their world was just misunderstanding after misunderstanding. I wondered sometimes if this was why Elliot and his family as a whole had this innate hatred for the Vessalius Family. Then again that wasn't my place to meddle.

As for Leo and I, we met when he was brought here, to the House of the White Angel. He was twelve and I only a year younger. Back then, I didn't get along with the kids in there. I was always alone because they would always cry at seeing my face. In actuality, it was my eyes of which they were scared of. They always said my piercing gaze scared them and something about glaring at them. I never understand why they wouldn't talk to me though. In the end, they would keep their distance and so would I. It was like that for three years until Leo came. He was the same as me; cold and distant. The other kids would bother and talk to him, completely different from how they treated me. And for some reason that irked me immensely. But it had been a day were he escaped the children that he found me in this same library. I understood why he ran away from them. What surprised me was that he could see through me. Not literally but he could read me...like an open book. This piqued my interest about him and soon we became close. It was because of him that I soon started talking to the children after a while too. He was the reason why we all were such a big family now. Even today it surprises me just how much he's changed from before.

"You two never change," I murmur to myself as, once again, they begin quarreling.

"Hurry! Hurry!"

I turn at hearing voices just outside the door. At opening it I step back as Peter, one of the older boys, and his gang of runts fall forth.

"Peter?" I heard Leo call from behind me.

"What are you-" but my breath hitched at noticing a shiny, green object in his stubby hands. Dread went all over me and he must've noticed because he struggled to get to his feet to run away. I instantly dropped whatever I had in my hands and ran after him, "Come back here!" I didn't hear Leo calling after me. All I had in my mind right now was to stop that nuisance and get back what was mine.

It took me only a few seconds to catch up to the eleven-year-old. I tackled him down and quickly snatched away at his hand what he had in it. Holding it close to me, I couldn't help but rage in madness. I couldn't believe him.

"How many damn times have I told you not to touch this!" I yelled at him. He cowered against his other friends and all of them were against the wall. Good. They should be scared. They wouldn't get away that easy.

"W-We're sorry!" one replied stuttering.

"We were just playing around!" Peter countered getting his voice back.

"Playing around?!" I hissed under my breath. "I'll show you playing around!" I had my hand raised ready to slap him but something caught me by my waist and pulled me up to my feet and away from them. I instantly began kicking and punching at whomever held me against them. "Let go of me, Elliot!"

"You can't go on striking little kids!"

"I'll do much worse than just hit the little bastard!"

Sister Fiona came out of the kitchen shouting at me for what I had done. Leo went over to Peter and the others to console them. Bastards. Elliot had finally put me down when Sister Fiona came to us.

"What do you have to say for yourself?!" she reproached.

"I've told them before," I answered just as mad as before not caring that she was scolding me. "They never, ever touch this."

"They're just kids, for goodness sake," she reproached. "I'm sorry but you need some time to cool off and think of what you have done. Go to your room. You're excused from lunch and dinner."

I clicked my tongue and stormed away from them. I reached the end of the halls and entered my room slamming the door behind me. Going to my bed, I sprawled on it and glanced at the ceiling. Bring my hand up, I examined what I had ripped away from Peter's hands.

My broche seemed intact and I let out a sigh of relief that I didn't know I had been holding. This thing was the only possession I had. Ever since I came to be in the House of the White Angel, the day they found me unconscious near the hole of Sablier, the only thing I had from my past was this. This broche was the only thing that belonged to a past I couldn't remember. My only connection to it and my only clue. It was not much bigger than my palm. A small emerald top was encircled by gold loops and designs. On the emerald top, it had a design etched in gold. It also opened to show a picture of a little boy with short hair and with his hand outstretched to one side as if holding something. Since it was in black and white I couldn't discern his hair or eye color. But I knew this was important. And I wouldn't let anybody touch it.

I lowered my arm and placed it over my eyes. Dragging my arm across my forehead, my fingers brushed over the scar on my left temple. My hair hid it and it wasn't any bigger than my pinky as it followed the path of my hairline. This along with the broche were the only things I had.

A couple knocks came to my door, making me grunt. "Go away!" But they didn't heed my warning and simply opened the door. "What part of 'go away' you didn't understand?" Elliot didn't seem bothered by my angered tone and neither did Leo as he followed inside behind him. "What do you two want?"

"Nothing much," Elliot replied crossing his arms before his chest. "Just wondering what caused you to go berserk on a kid."

"Leave her alone, Elliot," Leo scolded and came up to me. He sat on my bed, right across from me. "Here, let me put it on you." I was hesitant but gave in to him anyway and placed the broche on his open hand. He unlatched it and came up to my shirt and began fumbling to put it on. "You know you overreacted, right?"

I averted my eyes in denial. "I've told them before not to touch my stuff."

Leo kept his smile on just as he finished placing it on me. He quickly moved it a bit to put it straight. "Then you shouldn't leave it here anymore. They're kids, of course they'll come barging into your room. They don't know better."

"Peter's eleven," I countered but he didn't listen.

"Keep it with you," he simply continued, ignoring my rant. "It'll be safer with you than anywhere else, right?"

My hand reached up to it and caressed it. I could never fight against his logic, "I-I guess."

He chuckled and patted my head, making me pout, "Good girl, Claire."

It had been a whole year since we first met before that happened. That day I took the biggest surprise of my fourteen-year-old life. I had gone back to my room for something and was going back to the library where I had left Leo and Elliot. I've have grown so accustomed to their company. It soothed me having them here with me. But nothing could have prepared me for what came that day.

I had just turned the corner of the hall that led to the library and heard them talking. It was what I heard nearing the ajar door that stopped me cold in my tracks.

"I've made up my mind. I want you to be my servant."

Elliot's words reeled and repeated in my head like something from a nightmare. He wanted Leo as his servant. That meant he would take him away from here. Away from me. I would be alone. I didn't want to be alone again. Again? My body started to shake involuntarily as my fear surfaced and took control of me. It couldn't be. Leo would never accept. He loved this place. He loved the children and everybody here. He loved me, didn't he? He would never leave me...would he?

"So...I accept your offer, Master."

Something inside me tore and brought my body to move on its own. It took me few steps to reach the door but I gasped at seeing them shaking hands.

I snapped in anger and without knowing threw the book in my hand straight at Elliot. I ran up to Leo and yanked him away, "You're not taking him away from me!" I dragged him away from the library and towards my room. Once there I slammed the door shut and dropped to a sit just before it, blocking it.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that a couple of soft knocks came to my door. I gasped and held my hands to my ears before yelling, "Go away!"

"Please, Claire, let me in so we can talk."

"No!" I cried out while trying to choke the tears away. My eyes stung though, so they were there threatening to surface and flow.

"Claire, maybe we should-"

"No!" I repeated, my anger ebbing away and being replaced by an immense pain and sorrow. "You can't leave me alone! You promised me! You said you would never-!" I stopped midsentence when my sobs cautioned me that I was close to tears. I wouldn't cry but...but I can't let him leave. I can't! "Don't leave me alone again, Leo. Please."

I'm begging you...don't leave me all by myself.

"You won't be." Elliot's sudden words caught me off guard and I unconsciously looked over my shoulder to meet the door. "You won't be left alone again because I'm planning on taking you with me too."

What? I glanced up to Leo who simply sighed in relief. I frowned unable to understand them. "What does he mean?"

"I guess you missed that part of the conversation," he simply said with a small smile. He squatted before me and rubbed away the tears I hadn't noticed fell from my eyes with his thumb, "I said you wouldn't be alone anymore and you won't. You're coming with us." I launched myself at him and embraced him almost choking him with my arms around his neck. He fell back making a big thud noise but I didn't care. He hugged me back reassuringly. I heard the door behind us open. He turned up with a smile, "Sorry to keep you waiting, Young Master. She needs some training but she'll make one fine valet."

"Both of you will," he agreed stretching his hands out to us and helping us up.

Later they told me what had happened. Leo had told Elliot, much scolding afterwards, about my greatest fear: being neglected. By ourselves, it's as if we don't even exist; we're no one. It's when someone looks at us and sees someone—only then can we 'be' someone, through the eyes of others. Through our bonds and connections.

But a week later we had to depart to the Nightray Estate. I had to admit that it was sad saying goodbye to the only home I ever knew. So even though some of them were sad, all of them stood waiting with us for the carriage to arrive that would take us and our belongings to a new home.

"Big sister!" a couple of kids called out. "Will you return for the White Flora?"

"Of course, I will!" I replied bending a little with my hands on my knees. "I still have one year, after all."

"What's that?" Elliot inquired turning to Leo.

"A ceremony of sorts," Leo explained to him. "Claire and I started it a few years back."

"What for?"

"To pay our respects," I finalized and turned to see the carriage approaching. "For those who have left this world and to thank that we have lived the lives they left us." I faced the family that I loved and smiled, "And for them to have strength to keep living. It's like a prayer sung to the heavens. I've done it for the past three years. This year will be my last and then someone will take my place."

"Um, Claire onee-san."

I glanced down and was surprised to see Peter and a group of other kids. Most of them were sullen including Peter who's eyes were puffy and red.

"What is it?"

Out of nowhere, he took his hands from behind his back and showed me a book. "For you. You always loved telling us this story so we want you to have it."

Hesitantly, I took the storybook that I had read to them countless of times before, The Time of Night. I brushed my fingers across the cover and smiled. I bend down and gently placed a kiss on his forehead, "I'll keep it with me always."

After that we left and I watched as the kids waved after us yelling as loud as they could with their tiny, high-pitched voices.

"We'll be back someday," Leo assured me with a strong grip on my knee. I nodded and held the book close to myself. I'd comeback and I would perform the grandest White Flora they have ever seen.
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Moving into the Nightray House was anything short of a pain. Most of all because the whole family was against Leo and I becoming Elliot's valets. I knew most of his family from what Elliot told me and what I have seen.

Claude and Ernest I knew because they frequented the House of the White Angel. Leo and I both had heard of Vanessa from Elliot. And his parents were something else completely. Elliot's mother, Bernice, was a beauty of a woman. I'd never seen another more gorgeous and gracious than her. As for his father, well, I have my reason but the phobia I got from him never disappeared even now.

But there were two that I met on the spot the day we arrived, ones I had never heard of before. His older adoptive brothers: Gilbert and Vincent. Gilbert seemed to be a hard-to-talk-to guy but was approachable. Vincent, on the other hand, simply gave me a very bad feeling altogether.

That feeling never stopped and it was only strengthened by what happened a few months after we came to the household.

"He said what?" I cried out half exhausted and half shocked. I held a thin foil in my right hand. It felt weird though. When we began those lessons, it was almost instantly that I held the blade in my left hand with a reverse grip. But Elliot said that wasn't proper so he was trying to drill into me that I had to wield it with my right.

"Odd, right?" Leo corroborated sitting by himself along the sidelines while reading. The huge glasses that he had requested from Elliot had gotten here a few weeks after our arrival and they now covered his face 24/7. He finally agreed to at least trim his hair after getting them. He said that since he had the glasses, his bangs weren't as necessary. I never quite understood why he wanted to hide from the world. He has such beautiful eyes too.

"Why would he care anyway?" I panted stepping back from Elliot's range. Damn, he was good. I hated to admit it too.

"Well what he said to father was that at least one of my valets should have a Chain and that you were the most qualified," he explained taking the foil away from me and handing me a towel. "Don't ask me what he meant by that either."

Qualified? I couldn't have agreed less. How the hell am I qualified for anything? Specially for contracting a Chain.

But regardless of what I thought, the appointed day had arrived too soon. I was waiting to get ready in my room with Vanessa trying to find something for me to wear. Despite how much she seems to loathe Leo, she seems to be okay with me. I don't understand much of why she hates him but I don't question her. I guess she liked me better because I was the only other woman besides her mother. I supposed she didn't have many lady friends.

"How about this one?" she suggested pulling another one of her used dresses, ones that she'd worn some years back.

"Lady Vanessa," I sigh for the umpteenth time. "Not to be disrespectful but I don't want to dress so vulgarly. Can't I just wear something nice from what I have?"

She took it to no offense and instead glanced at the garment, deep in thought. "You're right but Father specifically demands for adequate attire." She pulled another one, "How about this one?"

Well, it wasn't as bad as all the previous ones. And I was only using it for a short amount of time. So instead of spending another useless hour there, I agreed with that one. It was a simple blue dress with dark frills. Thankfully, she let me keep my broche on after much quarreling on her part. My black hair was pulled up into a nice ponytail and she simply put some make-up on me. I hated dressing up. I felt like a doll.

Tonight I would contract a Chain. I didn't know what to expect really but Vanessa assured me that I would be alright. Whatever did happen I would be guarded by Gilbert and Vincent after all and both were contractors. And although Vincent's company was something I wasn't looking forth to, Gilbert's would surely give me some comfort.

Walking down the lobby, I expected to see my two escorts awaiting my arrival. But whom I saw surprised me much more.

"Elliot? Leo?!" I ran as fast as I could with the damn heels that I had to wear down the stairs and met the two there. "What are you doing here? I thought you where heading out."

"We are," Leo assured me. "We just wanted to see you off before we left ourselves."

"I see." I smiled at them, "Well I'll be off but I'll still be here. Please take care of yourselves, alright?"

"Of course," Leo replied.

"S-Sure." Weird, Elliot never stuttered. I wondered what was wrong with him. But I ignored it and shrugged it off.

"Are you ready, Miss Claire?" A chill went up my spine at his calling my name. I glanced over my shoulder and noticed Vincent and Gilbert, well groomed, standing there waiting for me. Not wanting to answer him, I simply nodded.

"Please be careful," I repeated to the other two. "Take care of him, Leo. You know how Elliot is."

"Don't worry. I will," he answered with a smile.

"I'm right here, you know?" he grunted a little annoyed making us both laugh.

"Miss," I turned around completely at hearing Master Gilbert's voice call to me.

"I'm coming, Master Gilbert," I answered respectfully. I glanced over to Leo and Elliot, "See you when you get home."

Not long after we headed underground were the Door belonging to the Nightray's stood. My position really sucked right now. Gilbert guided the way while Vincent covered the back. I, unfortunately, was between the two. Yeah, it really sucked.

Soon we came to stand before a grand door of gold in a round room with a very high ceiling. Had the mansion been built atop the door on purpose?

"Is this it?" I asked unknowingly approaching it.

"Yes," Gilbert answered plainly. "Once you're in it, depending on your strength, a Chain will approach you to form a contract. And remember-" He's tone gave a warning to me and made me snap away from my day dream. I turned about and saw him holding a necklace with a mirror on it. "Don't drink its blood. Soak this in it instead."

I grabbed it and nodded. "And if anything goes wrong...?" I trailed off not really wanting to know the answer.

"You mustn't worry yourself," Vincent answered this time. "Gil and I will be here ready to take you back if all goes south."

Surely with Raven protecting me I couldn't possibly, say, die there right? What positive attitude I held, really. I had to take a deep breath before I forced myself to make up my mind. I had to do this.

"Come."

"Huh?" I spun on my heels and faced the door and noticed it was just inches away from me. When did I...move?

"Come, mia Domina."

Reluctantly, I reached my hand out and I was engulfed by a veil of darkness. Looking around me, I saw nothing but a void with no end. It wasn't until I heard that deep voice give out a mocking snicker that I turned to a specific location.

"Show yourself!" I bellowed hearing my own voice echo in nothingness. But before I could call back something grabbed me by my wrists and pulled me upward. I felt my feet leave the floor and my shoulders were screaming in pain from being forcefully pulled from their sockets. My grip was starting to loosened and before I knew it I had let go of the mirror I had in my hand.

"You called?"

I glanced up and saw a great gem floating in the middle of nothing and giving a sinister, dark glow. It was overwhelming.

"You're a Chain, aren't you?"

"That I am. What is it you seek, human?"

"A...A contract with you." I really shouldn't have pushed this any further. The mirror that I had was gone and without it I couldn't form a legal contract. But I couldn't let the opportunity slip either.

"What makes you think you're capable?"

"Of course I am!" I didn't really feel the confidence I spoke with but I couldn't show weakness now.

A rumbling laughter came across once more. "Pretentious, I see." He could go and stick his vocabulary up his because I wasn't about to fall for that. He was taunting me. "You're bright to have noticed."

"How-"

"Did I know? Child, nothing blinds my eyes. I have seen the past, present, and future. You're arrival here was already predestined much like the lives of every human being is."

"That's not true!" I shouted in anger. It couldn't be. Destiny wasn't etched in stone. We chose it.

"Then how is it that you ended without your past? Was that something you chose as well?"

I gripped the chains that had started to dig into my wrists. I felt a warm liquid started to fall from them. I couldn't stand his blatant attitude. "I chose to be here today because I want to protect what matters to me. I need you for that. My own power isn't enough."

"What are you willing to exchange?"

What the... Déjà vu? No, I've never...been here before. Most certainly never met such a thing as a Chain. But even before I could think it through, something in me spoke out to answer him.

"I'll find you're beloved!"

Huh?

"Interesting. Your mind has broken all connection with the chains of your memory and yet your soul holds onto them. They are there, intact, albeit invisible. Is that your answer?"

I couldn't stop myself. "I'll find Lacrimosa. I'll keep my promise."

"Then be warned. My beloved lies with him and holds her powers. Much like you he will try to fulfill that which was already been etched: fate. Neither of you can live while the other remains. It is what the writings foretell. You will either walk away with your life by taking his or perish in his hands." I felt a sudden pain on my left temple and felt more warm liquid fall. Why did he... "You are an innocent soul who suffered under destiny's hold. I pity you."

"I don't need your damn pity. Just form the damn contract with me already!"

The red glow intensified and made me close my eyes. But when I opened them, it wasn't that light that met my eyes. Instead a warm white one overflowed lighting the place. A huge tail uncoiled out of nowhere and coiled around the gem. Two pairs of tiny paws wrapped around the gem as a body came out to hold it in an embrace.

"Then so be it." Surprisingly, his voice wasn't menacing anymore. "You have given your terms. You have to keep your word as I shall keep mine." Suddenly, black blood fell down from above my head and onto my broche. A bright glow came to it making me flinch. "Let us see if you can outwit the role you were given. If so then I shall believe in your word. Teach me, mia Domina, that humans truly hold the key to their existence. Clash against the darkness that holds your light, the hate that binds your love, and the space that has stopped your time. I shall serve you, the Key of Time, for this purpose."

I felt the chains undo themselves from my wrists and let me fall to the cold ground before the Door. Had I ever left? I saw Gilbert running over to me from the corner of my eye but even so I could feel my consciousness slipping away from me. All I heard was his voice at the last thing he said.

"So have we vowed. So shall it be."

Well, how was it? :D I just got out of school and have three whole months to write for you guys! xD I finally get to rewrite this too ;w; I've taken major care on proofreading this time around so hope it helps :)

So, this is the first chapter. As I go along, you'll see the differences I wrote compared to the first one :) Hope you liked it :D