A/n: I don't own D. Gray man I only own my unnamed OC character. Besides if I owned DGM then I won't be writing Fan Fiction would I now?? now... I 'm supposed to work on my other story... but this idea bugs me so much and I can't get it out of my head until I wrote it down... please bear with me for once .
The Noah Of Innocence: how it started
every time I close my eyes I see dreams, horrible dreams about war blood and gore. I wanted to scream, cry and tear my hair out of agony, then there were more peaceful dreams, a family eating in table talking, a girl running around a grassy field playing catch with her dad, these memories happens more often than the gory ones. But every time I woke up I would find my forehead bleeding from the seven cross-shaped scars on my head, and then the peacefulness of those calm dreams disappear I would always wake up and find myself bleeding and mostly freaking out... sometimes I think I'm going insane... like I don't know what is a reality an what's a dream... I can't seem to tell the difference between the two now... and today it's no different. The dreams were getting more realistic each day, this time a battle scene, a gory,awful nightmare full of blood and corpses and I was one of the witnesses, I wanted to stop the strange monsters to attack the people but I can't control my body it's as if I'm possessed by a ghost or a poltergeist of some sort, except for the fact that the poltergeists don't actually kill people. I tried not to sleep but failed each day and every day I needed to face the awful pain and everyday I feel a part of me dying inside, a part that I try to keep alive, my own identity and my memories started to somewhat fade away... it's such a scary thing. I keep forgetting my parent's faces until I saw my parent's photos. But the most painful thing is that I had forgotten who I am myself. Who am I ?? what am I doing here even to the extent of questioning my existence and why am I here for... I was at the brink of insanity until that person came. I can remember that person clearly, a unusual person with a unusual combination of looks. Even for a boy. He has white hair and a pentacle shaped scar. And the most unusual a deformed hand at least that's what he said...
