A/N: Here's the new and improved Prologue! Beta'd by the amazing saxon-jesus (go check her out!), I listened to Sacrifice by TATU while writing this, but that's just me. I am really proud of this, it's way better then the last one! Hopefully you agree. I'm still suffering from PMWS (Post Mental Writer's Stress) and slowly recovering by writing… yes I know weird. I just need to write without the pressure I put on myself to update.

Disclaimer—I do not own D-Man, I only lay claim to my OC's and my world and everything else I create in this AU. Lavi, Kanda and all the other D-Man characters, again, don't belong to me.

Enjoy!

August 17, Monday

Raised voices caught Lavi's attention and pulled him from the deep sleep that had claimed him. The first thing he noticed was the absence of the pain in his chest, where the level 4 had stabbed him. Then he noticed the quiet. Well that was strange. Where was he? He opened his eyes slowly; when that simple task was accomplished, Lavi attempted to turn his head but immediately discovered that was a bad idea and his eyes shut again.

His mind was sluggish; working slower than usual so he didn't notice there was another person there with him. A low groan escaped him; Lavi absolutely loathed it when his mind was in this state. Green eyes were opened again to stare up at the clear black sky with purple swirls.

It took all of two seconds for that fact to register in his mind, it took another two seconds for Lavi to comprehend he was looking at the aforementioned sky with two eyes.

His body stiffened and he slowly raised a hand to his right eye, his fingers resting lightly over it.

What. The. Fuck?

Road had him trapped again, was his first thought , but then he remembered he had died.

Lavi's brain then proceeded to come up with the brilliant solution of shutting down and locking.

The next time he woke, a face was in his vision. A female, brown-eyed, shoulder-length red haired, face. They stared at each other for a solid minute before Lavi remembered.

"I'm alive!" His head jerked up with the rest of his upper body and he banged into the girl above him. Or would have if she hadn't moved away a half second before he jerked up.

His world then decided to reward his action with the brilliant option of spinning round and round. He had no choice but to follow its lead and press his back against the ground to steady it again.

A mad coughing fit ensued afterward, that- he guessed- had something to do with the fact that his throat felt like sand paper. Add the little detail that he had tried (yes, tried,as in he didn't succeed) to talk, well a coughing fit was inevitable.

A cool hand rested on his forehead. A comfortable cold spread throughout his body, erasing the dizziness into nothing. After receiving the dose of Killer Headache Begone, Lavi was staring into brown eyes again.

"Wha… What?" It came out more clearly, but was quietly spoken.

The unknown female smiled, "Hey Lavi," the 'hey' was drawn out and the two words spoken softly.

"What?"

A soft laugh came from her, "I have a lot of stuff to explain to you, but first let's get you off the ground, yeah?" She held out her hand and for a few moments he just stared at it.

The red-haired exorcist had no idea who this person was and he was considering taking her hand. Where was the paranoia that had been built over the years at the Order? She could be an Akuma that planned on killing him!

Despite those words running through his head, Lavi still took her hand and allowed her to haul him up(so he apparently had a death wish, no biggie).

This time there was no spinning.

She smacked her hands together and put them against her lips. The girl was a good deal shorter than him, four inches tops; her hair was a lighter red than his and straight. Sharp features conquered her face, marking her more handsome rather than pretty. She wore a uniform of sorts; black pants and a black jacket that was buttoned halfway showing a white T clinging to her flat chest.

"Okay let's get down to explaining, shall we?" Her smile was still there on her face—well of course it was where else would it be! Lavi thought.

He nodded while taking a good look around. It was a wasteland here, nothing but cracked earth with the occasional dry bush here oand there.

Another clap claimed his attention and focused it back on the girl, "Okay, introductions first, explanations later." She cleared her throat, "My name is Rosary Miller—my friends call me Rose, I am a Green-belt level C and I am also your," she pointed her joined hands at him, "guide."

"Guide?"

She nodded, "Hmm-mm and don't worry Lavi, I already know who you are, also, I'll just skip straight to the explanation. Where we are now, this barren land is called the Before Valley." She spread her arms wide, "This is where the revived people from Earth come to. So to clear it up, you did die but you were revived and brought here." Almost as an afterthought she added, "Please don't freak."

Freak? Why would I freak? I just been told I was revived from the dead… no I'm not going to freak, weirder things have happened.

"How?" Lavi was skeptical about this, for all he knew he could be dreaming.

"Nobody really knows how, it just happened."

"I died."

"Brilliant assessment, give the dude a medal!" Rose gave Lavi a look, "Did I not just say that?" Despite her words she patted Lavi's back, "I understand though kid, it's hard." Lavi just nodded a little.

"So… Where exactly am I supposed to go?"

Lavi watched Rose, his… guide. Guide for exactly what, he did not know yet.

She nodded and her hands went into her pockets, "Well, Lavi, you are going to All-Elemental Academy. Where we go to learn to control our powers and how to be upstanding citizens." The last bit was said with a sarcastic flourish. Lavi allowed a small laugh, she seemed to brighten.

"As your guide, I am supposed to help and lead you through your first year at the Academy."

Ah. One mystery solved, who knows how many left to go.

"You're taking this much better than I did." It was whispered and Lavi was sure he wasn't meant to hear it but he caught it anyway.

A part of the conversation stood out to him though, "What powers?"

She had said earlier that she was a Green-belt level C, what did that mean and what was it?

"Uh, right." Rose looked up for a second, Lavi waited patiently for her to gather her thoughts.

His hand wondered down to his stomach where a hole was supposed to be, but because of his revival wasn't. Would it be considered reincarnation? No, that's an entirely new start.

"'Okay."

Lavi gave a nod for her to continue.

"Well, I would love to explain the whole cha-bang to you here, but the carriage is going to be here soon. So I'll just explain mine."

She rolled up her sleeve to her elbow and held out her arm for his inspection. A green ribbon was wrapped around her arm, tightly, almost like it was a part of her.

"This mark means I'm a Green-belt, I have the power to control plant life, bend the earth, shape wood and all the stuff. But that's just the immediate powers; I can also use raw power to perform all sorts of spells."

Lavi nodded, made sense, did he have one? Rose must've understood his look and guessed his question because her next words were, "You won't have yours yet; you're still a newbie."

Nodding and still rubbing his mid-section, Lavi continued to stare at her arm. It really did look real.

Revived. All-Elemental Academy. Green-belt. Died. Powers.

This would've been hard to believe if Lavi hadn't been an Exorcist and a Bookman…

Been.

Getting revived into his new world after dying in the last… he wasn't Bookman jr. anymore was he?

The small pang in his chest went ignored.

What about the war? Did it end? Did they win? Who else died? Who lived? Allen? Lenalee? Komui? Bookman? Lavi's eyes grew considerably large as the questions bombarded him.

It was too much. Too much. Too much information that he did not have the answers to. Where was his calm? He was panicking;he knew this fact because he was having trouble breathing and—a hand gripped the one on his stomach and cold spread.

His panic disappeared and he was able to focus on his guide, "Lavi. It's best if you were to just forget about everything before."

"Why?" he whispered.

A hand came up and smoothed his hair back, "Because you're starting anew."

Lavi had nothing to say to that.

"On a different note, "Rose stepped back and gave a grand gesture drawing Lavi's eyes to a carriage, "Your transport is here."

It was driverless and very, very goth. The door was open and waiting… for him?

"I'm supposed to go in there?"

"Yes."

"Alone?"

"Yes."

Lavi nodded, stepping into a creepy carriage, yeah nothing to be paranoid about there.

She grabbed his face and made him look at her, "When you get to the Gate, there's going to be a guy there. He's the Gatekeeper; all you have to do to gain entry is tell him your name."

Lavi nodded as best he could with the iron grip she had on him.

Her lips pursed and she squinted her yes, Lavi burst into laughter. "What? What's with that face Rose-chan?"

Pretty soon he was gasping for breath and clutching his stomach.

"Lavi it… wasn't that funny."

Then why am I laughing so hard?

Hands gently gripped his shoulders and led him to the carriage, "I'll see ya on the other side."

They were at the door before he was calm enough to ask his question, "What about you?" She gently pushed him and he got inside.

Rose held on to the door, "Oh, yeah about that. Um…" she scratched her shin, "I'm just a doppelganger."

Pause.

"Oh," Lavi blinked, nodded, "Okay, that makes perfect sense."

Rose laughed, "I'll explain the rest when you're on the other side, yeah?"

"Yeah."

"See ya, Lavi." The door was shut and he felt a jerk as the carriage went mobile.

As the carriage rolled away the doppelganger fell apart, rocks falling and becoming part of the valley once again.

The inside of the carriage was plain, the seats black and comfortable. It smelled like it looked, old and dusty; a small light glowed from above, lighting up the small space. It spread warmth throughout his body, like the one Rose gave him. Lavi took a look at the other occupant; he had spotted her when Rose shut the door. She was younger than him, she had blonde hair and black eyes. She was a small thing with a heart- shaped face and button nose.

There were no windows so he had nothing to look at for the ride.

Lavi's eyes started to droop, blackness creeped into his vision. He yawned.

Why was he so tired? He had been wide awake a moment ago.

The harder he tried to stay awake, the sleepier he became. His mind became foggy and he couldn't move his limbs; he'd only close his eyes for a moment.

Julia looked at the new-comer as he fell under the carriage's spell. She should kill him right now, before he came into his powers and became a foe strong enough to defeat Kijo. She should, but that didn't mean she was going to.

As a black-belt, she could summon a shadowling and strangle him. She wasn't going to though.

She would see what was going to happen; her body became transparent and slowly dissipated. The shadows left the carriage and Lavi was left alone.

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Now I tell you I'm going to taking a break from Fanfiction—more specifically the updating part. I'm not going to put a date up because then the pressure comes and I will need a longer vacation.

Truly Yours,

Klaanvdia