Hey guys, long time no see. I'm here to present my first D. Gray Man story. At first I wanted to change the first chapter from 1st person to 3rd person P.O.V but I just thought it would be a challenge for me to write this way even though I'm more comfortable with 3rd. But hey, this story just popped out of my head and willed me to start writing. Enjoy! Please drop some reviews to say what you think of this so far.
Disclaimer: I don't own DGM, just my OC's.
Steel Daggers, Golden Heart
Day 1
Steel Daggers. That's what the people called me when I danced through the sky destroying Akuma with my transformed forearms. No, I couldn't sense theses monsters but when I did see them, I leaped into action with my arms already transformed, slicing them into bits and protecting the civilians in the process. But sometimes I would fail, I would let someone die and people would look at me with distraught faces and glaring bullets at me. Some would cry and blame me for the lost one's death, I don't blame them either. I just apologize and continue on my way on the hunt for more Akuma. Though the pain and misery that comes with this duty is hard to bear, I admit it, it's hard. But at the end of the day, seeing all of those happy faces and cheerful people, I feel responsible for making their lives and town a better place to be, so I can deal with this burden. Because, I am an Exorcist or otherwise known as Steel Daggers.
Today is May 3rd and here I am, staring right at the Black Order. I admit, this place was pretty close to what I thought it was going to look like. Huge black walls that towered through the clouds with arched windows that were positioned in every row of the tower. Dark shrubbery made a large ring around the perimeter of the whole island-like cliff. The sun was slowly dipping towards the horizon, mixing shades of pink and purple across the sky as I walked closer to the enormous black double doors with a white cross adorning each one.
"Hello? I, uh, am an Exorcist and I've come to join the Black Order!" I called out to the black Golems that were flapping near me ever since I rode up here on the elevator. What a pain, I get directions to this place and I don't even know how to get in! "Hey, anyone there?" I tapped on this huge stone head that was placed between the doors.
"Hey, watch where you're touching!" I hear a voice call out and I glanced upwards to find the stone head talking! I jumped back and dropped my suitcase in the process while bringing my arms up in a fighting stance. Once I realize that the inanimate object wasn't trying to hurt me, my muscles became less tense and I sighed in relief.
"Hey, what's your deal? Try not to scare Exorcists away blockhead! Now will you please let me in, I think it's gonna rain." I muttered the last part as I gathered my belongings and stood in front of the head who was giving me a questioning look.
"Are you an Akuma? You sure aren't getting on my good side. You smell weird too." The disembodied head spoke, his facial expression turning into a disgusted one, then he stuck out his tongue out and made faces. He was trying to make me mad, or to get me to reveal my Anti-Akuma weapon, either way it wasn't happening.
"You know what- be that way!" I yelled as I snatched up one of the Golems that kept on poking my arm with its wing. "Hello? Can I get someone else to open this door? That stupid thing is driving me crazy!" I called into the Golem, hoping someone would answer my plea. I glared at the Golem, waiting for some sort of a magic word to open the gates so I could get away from this obnoxious guard. Seconds passed and still nothing happened so I calmed myself down and decided to make the best choice I could make.
"Okay look, I know that we've got off on the wrong foot-"
"I don't have feet." He said bluntly, interrupting me in the process.
"Right, so I'm sorry for calling you a 'blockhead', I was just frustrated. Now will you let me in?" I plead as I looked at him for his response.
"No."
"Aww come on! Why?!" I yelled as I clenched my hands into fists. The stone head had a pout on his lips and avoided my gaze.
"Even though you're not an Akuma, I checked, you're still too shady." He explained and my brown eyes twitched in annoyance.
"You know what, I'll come back later, or not at all." I called as I turned to leave. I got a few meters away before I heard footsteps crunch through the bushes but it was too dark to see anything. As an instinct, I blended in with the darkness and eyed the dark figure that trotted past me. It stopped near me and I took my chances. What if it was an Akuma stupid enough to invade the Black Order?
I pushed my black shirt sleeves above my elbows and leaped up. I tackled the figure to the ground and it gasped in fear as I pinned their shoulders in the dirt. They didn't make a noise but did struggle a lot as I tried to find a pressure point. Suddenly their foot frees itself and lands a hard kick to my stomach, sending me flying into a tree. My black curls got tangled up in branches and I felt my jacket rip in some places, this person knew how to fight; well so do I.
I blasted off the tree and dashed towards the figure which was standing to their feet, their long hair flapped in the breeze and so did their skirt? That's what it seemed like to me, I also had a gut feeling it was an alley but I wasn't sure. So when I reached ''her'' I shot out my arm and drove it across the back of her neck, reached over to grab her underarm, and stepped in front of her body to prevent movement while grabbing her opposite arm and wrapped it around my waist. I controlled my breathing and felt her hair tickle my bare arms.
"Who... Who are you?" I asked, careful of her movements. Suddenly I heard footsteps and a dim light heading towards us. Soon I could make out a thin black haired man with glasses carrying a lamp and a white haired boy in a black coat with a mark on his left eye. This must be the staff at the Black Order, well yeah, I did cause commotion.
"Lenalee! What is that dirty intruder doing to you?!" The black haired man yelled as he pointed an accusing finger at me. I looked down at the illuminated figure in my hands to find out it was this 'Lenalee', two big ponytails adorned the side of her face and her features were red with embarrassment as she tried to pry herself out of my grip. Realization hit me like a ton of bricks and I let go of her frail body, she quickly composed herself and stood next to the man who was still glaring beneath his glasses.
"I-I'm so sorry! I guess catching common thieves and killing Akuma have made my senses raw. Heh, I'm sorry for causing trouble, my name is Sasha Wright. " I said as I adjusted my sleeves, thunderclouds roaring in the distance. The girl, Lenalee, stepped forward with a smile plastering her face.
"Hey, I'm sorry too. I'm Lenalee and this is my brother, Komui. I was in the forest because I was looking for you and we didn't want Kanda to frighten another Exorcist away, so I came to look for you when the Gatekeeper gave you a hard time." Lenalee said as held out her hand for me to shake. I shook hands with her but I didn't think Komui was ready to forgive me, they probably have a good brother-sister relationship.
"And I'm Allen Walker, nice to meet you Sasha. What brings you to the Black Order, are you an Exorcist?" Allen asked as I shook his hand, the bandages on my palms coming loose slightly at his grip. Another crack of thunder rumbled through the sky and I glanced up nervously.
"Maybe we should talk about this inside, it's gonna rain soon." I called out as the others nodded and I followed their lead back to the annoying Gatekeeper. The gates rose up and we all approached the opening.
"I'm still keeping an eye on you, mean lady." The stone head whispered as I glanced back to look at him.
"Same to you, Blockhead." I patted his cheek and hurried inside while he yelled about his cheek itching.
Inside the Black Order was like any other medieval tower, all stone with large hanging lights and few comfy furnishings. The three lead me to a fair room with bright white walls, bookshelves crammed with thick binders and folders, and a small operating table sat in the corner of the room. Komui gestured for me to stand in the middle of the room while he and the others hovered to the side.
"Now I want you to activate your Anti-Akuma weapon for me." He said as he snatched up a notebook with a pen and started to jot things down. I glanced at Allen, hoping he would give me a reassuring smile. Nope, just a nervous shrug. So I took off my black coat, revealing my dark purple dress shirt that went up mid-triceps while letting my dark curls spill over my shoulders. Taking a deep breath, I outstretched my arms in front of me, feeling my blood pulse under my rough skin.
"Anti-Akuma weapon, activate!" I yelled and in a flash of gray light, from the forearms up, the Innocence inside me turned both my arms into Akuma slaying weapons. My hands turned into large charcoal colored claws with pointed finger tips, my once brown sugar skin turned into rough, leathery material. To top off the dragon skin look, I have a two foot long spike on each end of my elbows.
"There you have it, my Anti-Akuma weapon. It's nothing much I-"
"Are you kidding me? That's the first time I've seen anyone with two arms that can turn into weapons! You're amazing!" Lenalee squealed as she walked over to me to feel my arms. "Your arms are so tough, they'll be great in battle. What do you think brother?"
"Hmm, from what I can tell, you're a Parasitic type like Allen over there," He lightly gestured to Allen before returning to scribble into his notebook. "And bouncing off the statement my dear Lenalee made, I too haven't seen anything like your Innocence before now. Does it have a name?"
"A name? I guess it could be called the Steel Daggers. That's the name I was given by the people I saved." I trailed off as Komui suddenly slapped the notebook shut and tucked it under his arm.
"That's a cool name for your arms Sasha. Heh, it suits your weapon." He replied as he placed a hand on my shoulder and gave it a small squeeze. I gave him a small smile and realized something, he was shorter than me by a few inches. I chuckled to myself while Komui came up to me with a sincere smile.
"Welcome to the Black Order, Sasha. I hope this dusty old place can become your home. If you need anything, talk to any one of us." Komui said as shook my hand which was still in my weapon form. "Yikes, that's a strong grip you have there, I'd hate to be an Akuma."
"Oh, sorry." I quickly morph back into my normal skin and pick up my discarded coat and suitcase. "I guess I'll head in for the night, it's around 11:30 and I'm beat."
"Okay, Lenalee will show you to your room. Allen, I have a mission description for you so come to my office." The educated man called and Allen said his goodbyes as he followed Komui through a side door. Lenalee took my arm and dragged me through partly empty hallways, all the while making small talk.
"So how long have you been fighting Akuma, Sasha?" She questioned as the rain pounded the large glass windows.
"Well, probably when I was eleven years old. That's when I found out I had these special arms." I yawned out as I stretched my back and felt my eyelids droop slightly.
"Wow, I know how hard that is, being burdened with the realization that these monsters are real. Well, I won't bother you any longer, I know how it's like without that much sleep." Lenalee said as she stopped before a wooden door that was the third to last in the hallway. I twisted the knob and gave the door a little push, peering into the dark space.
"I'm five doors down if you need anything, okay?"
"Okay, who's next to my room?"
"No one on your left but Kanda is next door. Try not to get him upset, he has a temper problem." She said with a little uneasiness to her voice. I just shrugged it off and wished Lenalee a good nights sleep as I tossed my coat on the nightstand and my suitcase on the floor. Too exhausted to think straight, I kicked off my boots and and passed out on the bed. Quickly, I fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of my life here at the Black Order, my first and only home.