*This will be my first fanfiction for D-Grayman, so I hope it doesn't turn out too bad. This is just a short beginning. I'm sure chapters will get longer once I have an idea of what I want to do with this. I do not own D-Grayman.*
Prologue
Krysta cast her deep blue eyes around the small town. It looked peaceful enough. That is, until a high-pitched scream broke the silence. Without a second thought, she ran through the streets, dodging passed the few people who stood open-mouthed. A few short moments later, she rounded the corner of a building and took in the sight before her. There was a young girl with long blonde hair that hung loosely around her. Hovering above her was a huge creature that was much like an enormous grey ball with pipes sticking out at odd angles, its pale face contorted.
"Akuma." Her voice was barely more than a whisper, but clearly the creature heard her. It turned toward her, what could be mistaken for pipes turning and shifting toward her. Krysta raised her left hand, extending her arm outward, "Innocence…Activate."
Bright green light enveloped her hand as a sturdy, blue-colored bow formed from the metal ring she wore. She heard the distinct fire from the akuma and, as the light faded, she jumped aside, running her right hand from the middle of the bow back, as if drawing back the string, her fingers seeming to grasp at nothing, but as she did this, a green glowing arrow appeared and she aimed at the creature. She released her arrow and it flew true, striking the creature's pale face. The creature roared in pain. Landing softly on her feet, she drew back another arrow and let it fly. Two arrows later, the akuma exploded, disappearing entirely after a few moments.
Krysta breathed a sigh of relief and her anit-akuma weapon reverted back to its more dormant state: a blue-silver band she wore on the middle finger of her left hand. She turned to the girl, "Are you alright?"
The girl nodded, "Are you an Exorcist?"
Krysta was a bit taken aback. Before she could respond, she heard someone shout from behind her, "Melina! My child, are you alright?!"
A woman with short blonde hair ran up to the child. Krysta didn't stay. She slipped away silently, her long violet hair lifting in the gentle breeze and her simple cloak billowing out behind her. Leaving the small town behind, she continued on to her destination: The Asian Branch of the Black Order.
*So, this sort of happened. If there is anything wrong with any of the terms, please let me know. I recently finished watching the anime, so I'm hoping I'm using the right terminology. Please leave a review to let me know what you think. Also, there is poll on my profile, so feel free to check it out. Until next time.*