Hey there!

This is my first fanfiction and English is not my mother tongue so please bear with me... XD

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Disclaimer: I own nothing! Ao no Exorcist belongs to Kasue Katō.

A young boy with short messy black hair and a blue tint to it was standing in an empty classroom. His eyes were obscured by his bangs. He couldn´t be older than seven years old. As the Teacher entered the classroom the boy kept his head bowed, his tiny hands clenched into fists at his side. The Teacher stopped in front of the boy and looked down on him with a disapproving frown.

"Do you realize the severity of your actions?"

He didn´t answer.

"You can´t just go and hit someone! What were you thinking?"

The young black-haired boy clenched his fists even tighter until his knuckles started to turn white. "They bullied Yukio." he mumbled.

"Then you should have called a teacher for help and not attack them. You nearly broke Nishi-kuns nose!"

The boy remained silent.

"I called your father and he was very disappointed. I won't tolerate such behavior any longer. If you don´t change your attitude, there will be consequences. Do you understand, Rin?"

Rin started to shake slightly in frustration. Why was he the only one being punished? Even Yukio scolded him for fighting. 'I just wanted to protect my little brother! That´s what big brothers do!' He wanted to shout, but at the sight of his teacher's angry and annoyed expression, the blackhead swallowed his angry retort and instead replayed curtly through clenched teeth: "Yes."

"Good. You can leave now. When I talked to your father, he said that he can´t come to get you, but trusts you to make it home on your own. You don´t live far from here, so I don´t see a problem. Now go."

Not acknowledging his teacher the boy grabbed his bag and left without lifting his head, his bangs shadowing his eyes and concealing his raging emotions and thoughts.

He didn´t want to go home. They would just scold him and tell him to apologize, but he didn´t want to apologize. He didn't believe that his actions were wrong. They deserved it! They bullied Yukio! And it was not like he hit them as soon as he saw them bulling his little brother. No, he told them to leave him alone, but they wouldn´t listen!

With these thoughts in mind Rin left the school grounds. He stopped briefly and turned his head right, considering. If he walked down this road he would be home in a few minutes… He hesitated only for a moment, before turning on his heel and walking into the opposite direction moving deeper into the city and farther away from his home.

While Rin was walking aimlessly through the city, he paid no mind to his surroundings and thus didn´t notice how the traditional two-story houses gave way to rundown apartment complexes and dirty shags. He didn´t see the progressively worse state of the buildings and streets around him.

Rin was so occupied with his thoughts that he wasn´t even aware of the rising number of thugs, drunks and junkies lingering around the road and in the alleyways.

Suddenly the small blackhead's musings came to a screeching halt as he walked into something and was violently thrown to the ground, landing painfully on his behind. Still a bit dazed from being shaken out of his thoughts so suddenly, the boy remained sitting on the ground, his mind still trying to catch up with reality. But before his young mind could process what was happening, a rough hand grabbed the front of his shirt, lifting his small frame into the air and causing his collar to cut painfully into the back of his neck.

Rin's eyes widened fearfully as the man lifted him to eyelevel. The thug had messy bleached hair that looked like it hadn't seen water for a long time. His face and ears were pierced multiple times and his dull gray eyes were clouded. When the man spoke, the boy could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Oi, watch out wer' ya goin' brat! Don't cha know hoo I am, huh? I'll teach ya wat happns to folk's hoo disrespect mee!" Just as these words left the thug's lips, the young boy was already sent flying through the air. Rin screamed out in pain as his back hit the wall and he slid to the ground. As he lifted his head slowly the boy could see the man and his two goons, which he hadn't noticed before, stalking towards him. Their faces were set into masks of sadistic glee and malice. All of Rins senses were screaming at him to stand up and flee, to get away from these men and to run to the safety of his home, but even then his body wouldn't obey his command. He was paralyzed from fear and the pain from his back was numbing his mind.

"I´m... I´m sorry! I ... I didn´t mean to- It wasn´t my intention to run into you! Plea-se l-let me go! I-it won't hap-pen again! PLEASE! "Rin stuttered pleadingly, but his pleas fell to deaf ears. He could only watch as the thugs came closer and closer. The boy pressed his small body into wall in a futile attempt to escape from his tormentors.

"Now, Now dat won´t doo. Ya can´t just run 'nto mee an' expect to get away with dat. It doesn't work dat waaay!" Pain exploded at his side as the man kicked him and he was sent skidding across the asphalt. Before Rin could catch his bearings another foot came down upon his small body, hitting his stomach and sending him back into the wall. This was just the beginning, as the thugs continued to stomp on him and hit him. The young blackhead rolled into a ball, his tiny arms thrown over his head in an attempt to protect himself from the endless pounding he received as small whimpers escaped his mouth. Suddenly the assault stopped. The boy remained lying there for a moment, but when he wasn't hit again, he slowly lifted his head to see what was going on, silently hoping that the thugs had gotten bored and left. But when he finally summoned the strength to look up, he froze. He could feel fear taking over his body, his heart pounding faster in his chest as his wide eyed gaze was looked upon the short knife held in the thug's hand. The silver metal of the blade gleaming dangerously in the dim light of the back street as the leader of the three thugs stalked closer to the terrified boy, a mad glint in his eyes. Rin could see that the thug was saying something, but his mind, consumed with fear, couldn't make out what it was. Only one thought kept repeating itself endlessly in his head.

'Stayawaystayaway' "STAY AWAY!" he screamed desperately, having regained control over his mouth. At this moment, a blue light consumed the alley blinding them and forcing Rin to close his eyes. When he opened them again the young black-haired boy could only watch in awe at the sight before him. The former dark back street was bathed in blue flames. It was then that he noticed that he wasn't in pain anymore, looking down to his hands in wonder he saw that they too were bathed in blue flames, but it didn't hurt. The flames weren't burning him. No, they seemed to protect and comfort him and he had to admit that it felt nice, warm and cozy. A startled yelp reminded Rin that he wasn't alone. As he looked up to where the sound came from he saw the three thugs looking at him fearfully. The leader, who had threatened him just moments ago, was sitting on the ground, his eyes wide open, starring terrified at the burning child. When he locked eyes with the boy the thug seemed to awake from his stupor and scrambled to his feet, running away with his goons right behind him, jelling things like 'demon' or 'monster'.

Rin watched them run away with mixed feelings. He was happy that his tormentors were gone, but saddened that he was called a demon again. He looked around himself, taking in the sight of the blue flames licking at the ground and the walls. As he turned his gaze back to his hands, watching as the flames danced around his fingers, licking at them happily like a dog greeting his master, Rin couldn't help but wonder: 'Am I really a monster, a demon like they were calling me? Father said that I am human, but... Humans cannot summon blue flames. Even those thugs were afraid of me...' Feeling depressed suddenly, the boy buried his face in his hands. "I am really a demon, a monster! "He sniffed out.

"A demon? Maybe. But a monster? I don't think so."

Startled, Rin looked up, not having noticed that someone else had entered the alleyway. As he caught sight of the new arrival, he let out a gasp. In front of him stood the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. The girl had a slightly tan complexion. Her face was heart shaped and her rose colored lips were set into friendly and inviting smile. She had long wavy raven hair that framed her face beautifully. But the most stunning aspect of her were her eyes. Deep violet eyes, which shone with a kindness he had never experienced before, not even his father looked at him with so much kindness in his eyes.

She looked at him with these soul-searching eyes and Rin gulped at having this penetrating stare directed at him. The girl seemed to be satisfied with what she was seeing though, because her gaze softened as she held her hand out invitingly to him. Rin looked at her hand and took it before looking back into her eyes and asked: "W-Who are you?"

If possible the girls smile seemed to brighten even more as she pulled him to his feet. When she spoke, her voice sounded like ringing bells: "You can call me... Destiny."