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Lulu: thanks for reviewing! I'm glad you think my writing is beautiful, cause I always thought it was sort of strange and awkward like me. I think my ego grew two sizes when I read that. *it's still microscopic though, don't worry*
kaie: thanks for reviewing too! I'm going to try to update as much as possible, but I've got finals in two weeks, which means I should have been studying tonight instead of re-reading this. And so far? I better take it all the way then, hmm?

Much love to my readers! R&R it makes it more worth while to skimp on taking notes in biology to write the chaps instead

Chapter 5: A Life's Work Realized
Alex cried softly as she clomped her way noisily down the street. She swiped angrily at her tears, trying to keep her mind clear of the panic that threatened to swallow her reason. The cold air burned her lungs as she gasped, struggling to swallow the rising scream. She knew it was defense, but she still felt remorse. Back in the church, the group stared around in dismay. Abel turned to the body, then the others.

�We can�t let her go alone.�

�She�s rather capable of defending herself I think.� Esther�s voice dripped with disgust. Abel had to fight the urge to slap her for the second time in their relationship, but settled for glaring at her.

�One methuselah, Esther! Obviously someone is after her and if they come in greater numbers, she will not be able to overpower them. We must go after her!� Abel made for the front doors. Tres was already following Abel. The others looked at the demolished rectory and the body and followed Abel and Tres. It wasn�t hard to catch up to Alex. She was moving slowly, steadily through the streets, her soft sniffling was heart-wrenching. Abel was the first to reach her, placing his hand on her shoulder.

�Alex, please--� his sentence was cut short by the almost wild look on her face.

�I killed him, Father!� Her voice cracked with emotion and the tears ran with new fervor.

�You defended yourself, Alexandra. What else could be expected?�

�But he answered my questions. I had no reason to be so aggressive and I didn�t need to take his life. I could have just injured him and he would have healed by the end of the night.�

�And he would have come after you again! He would not have thought twice about killing you!�

�He wanted only to capture me.�

�How do you know this? What did he say to you Alexandra?�

�I asked what he meant when he said his orders came from the �other brother�. He said there was a trinity born. A daughter and twin sons. They were all angels, cast unto the land of men and vampires. Neither brother can live without the other, and neither can they live with each other. One is man�s protector, the other is its deliverer.� Abel stopped dead as Alex finished repeating what the vampire had told her.

�Rosen Creuz! Why would Cain want you? Think hard, is there anything that you know that he could use against humans?�

�Cain? Who in the bloody hell is Cain? Is there a Seth too?� Alex chuckled. Abel stared at her.

�Yes. She is the Empress.�

�You�re... you�re joking, right?�

�No. I am perfectly serious. What do you know, Alex?�

�I�m an archaeologist, I dig for lost information from before Armageddon. I�m funded here and there by human philanthropists, but mostly government agencies contact me, allowing me to dig in certain places that are believed to have been of importance at one time. For years I have been searching for some very unique lab notes, following the author�s trail from lab to lab. I�ve been getting closer and closer, finding more and more of her abundant notes. I�ve currently found the notes from the year before she died, and I followed her here, to her last lab. All roads lead to Rome, no? The last date I crossed was the year before Armageddon.� The entire group stood still, gaping once again at the young woman.

�Are you saying that you�ve found that a person is responsible for Armageddon?� Hugue gazed at her, his eyes a little wider than normal and his frown almost forgotten. Alex switched her feet nervously, shrugging in a non-committal sort of way.

�I don�t know exactly if she finished her research or if someone beat her to it. Men have a history of staking claims on important scientific research carried out by women. If she finished though, she is responsible for the current state of the world and I may very well know how to reverse it. Come on, we need to move.� Alex picked up the pace and the group began to follow, Abel by her side, almost out striding her with his long legs.

�Where are we going?� Abel cast her a sideways glance with his question.

�To finish what I started.�

�I say, in the dead of night? What can we hope to find in the middle of the night? We should return to the Vatican and inform Lady Catherina of this developement.� William had put away his pipe so he could keep pace as they traipsed through the streets.

�There�s no time for that. That vampire said that Cain or Rosenkrantz or Guildenstern or whatever, knew that I was close to finding the manuscript. They could already be at the dig site trying to find it before me. I guarantee that we don�t want them finding it before we do.

�I will report to Lady Catherina and alert her to the situation. Hail the Iron Maiden should you need assistance.� With that Kate�s shimmering image disappeared.

�Father Iqus. Can you scan the area with infrared for anything that could be following us?� Alex asked sweetly.

�Affirmative. Infrared scan complete, no targets found.�

�Thanks, doll.� Alex smiled as they rounded the corner coming upon what looked like a massive construction site. The heavy chainlink gates were chained and padlocked. �Father Iqus, may I borrow one of your guns?�

�Request acknowledged.� Tres dutifully handed over a gun and Alex took it grinning.

�Nice artillery.�

�How in the hell do you know all this shit?� Leon practically bellowed, his bulging arms crossed over his chest.

�It�s elementary my dear Watson. Tres lacks inflection and emotion. Besides, who the hell says �affirmative� except for the best trained androids and boy toys? He�s the only member of this impromptu shindig that regularly scans surroundings visually, and when he steps I can hear the leather straps of his holsters creak. Nothing like the sound of leather on a moving body. Any other questions?� Alex winked at him over her shoulder and shot the first padlock off. Leon gaped as Alex shot off all the other locks without taking her eyes off him. �How about now? Hey, Iqus! What�s my accuracy? I just want to hear him say it.� She grinned and nudged Leon with her elbow.

�Accuracy rating ninety-five percent.� Tres, dutiful as ever obliged her ridiculous request.

�Ninety-five? What?� Alex turned to look at the locks and found one still hanging together by the barest bit of metal. �Utter poppycock!� Alex parroted Abel�s earlier spluttering and with that Alex gave an almighty kick and threw the gates wide open.

�Alex, wait! We can�t just barge in here in the middle of the night without permission, we could all be arrested for this.�

�Not with me. I have full access to this dig as long as I run it. And I do run it. Come on, we found the entrance to the lab this morning.�

The group followed Alex into the interior dig site over large piles of earth and rubble. It seemed like it took longer to walk from the gates to the lab entrance than it did to walk from the church to the gates, but when they made it the group was speechless. There sat the entrance to a lab more than 500 years old, sitting in the middle of a crater dozens of feet into the ground. Alex once again asked for Tres�s help, this time in opening the front door and he obliged with his typical stiff verbal response. With all the fanfare of Tres�s distinctive style, the door was soon shot full of bullet holes and quite useless as a door. Tres ripped the remnants from their hinges and the group borrowed some ultra bright flashlights from the work site before entering the lab.

Tres took the lead, his eye glowing red in the dark, both guns pulled and at the ready. Alex followed behind him, telling him which way to go. After a few miscalculations and minor detours, the group found the main laboratory that Alexandra had been seeking. The dirt and dust on the floor and the broken, collapsing roof made the room a daunting destination, but Alex would not be deterred and insisted on investigating. She wound her way around the long benches covered in decaying tubing and broken beakers. Horrible stains covered the benches and floor and the whole scene looked like it had been interrupted by a bomb. Alex went to work, rifling through drawers and desks, looking for anything that would give her the answers she sought. The others spread out and began investigating other benches and piles of papers.

�What exactly are we looking for?� William asked as he lit his pipe again.

�Her name is Crystal La Force and she puts her name at the top of every single page she writes on. The date should be very near D-Day.�

With that they all began searching and the time ticked by quicker than it seemed. Tres was the quickest of them all and found several loose pages of La Force�s work, but not the lab notes Alex needed. The group was quite on edge and the creaking and shifting of the lab regularly made everyone start, readied for another attack. Soon Abel drew close to where Alex was stooped over a desk searching, watching her frantically fingering through page after page.

�Alex, are you all right?� She raised her face to look into Abel�s eyes and smiled sweetly.

�Sure. Why wouldn�t I be?�

�Well... earlier you were a sobbing wreck and then you became a jubilant victor, and now you�re just preoccupied.� Alex stopped her frenetic movements to stand fully in front of Abel.

�Mood swings can be scarey can�t they? I apologize if I seem a little manic, but sometimes it comes down to crying or laughing. I would much rather laugh, wouldn�t you?� Abel contemplated her for a moment before gracing her with the saddest smile she�d ever seen.

�Yes, Alex. Laughter is better than tears.�

�Besides, you�re all in danger being with me. I want to find the manuscript and get out by sunrise.�

�Safe for another day, hmm?�

�If only from the memories that torture my broken soul.� Alex returned his sad smile and went back to searching. Another hour drifted by before Alex dropped suddenly to her knees, clutching a bent crumpled looking composition notebook. Her eyes swept over the beautiful spindly cursive in amazement as the others gathered round to see what she�d found.

�Good Lord it�s true...� Alex�s eyes were almost comically large and round and she might have even garnered a couple of tired chuckles if not for the blood that had drained from her face.

�Alexandra, did you find it?�

�Yes, I found it. She was even more thorough than I thought she would be. This is very good news. Excellent news. This is what I�ve been searching for almost my entire life.� Alex�s heart was racing, making her voice quiver slightly as she spoke. �Unfortunately for us, it�s also quite terrible news. We have to get this somewhere safe, where neither methuselah hands nor human hands can touch it. The information on these pages can either bring peace to this world or destroy it utterly. We must be careful where we tread.�
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