Well what do you know? I finally put up my first chapter. Take that Lauren!

Anywho, before you read, I suggest you read this so you are not confused. My character, which I own, is from the future, our century. So there is time travel in this. I probably didn't do the best job, but at least I gave it a try right?

As the story goes on, so will my character. I can't give much away about her yet. Before you say anything, she does not like anybody. She might say a guy looks cute or handsome, but that doesn't mean she's in love with him.

Oh, and by the way, the title is "Siren's Blade", translated in Latin. That will be explained later.

I do not own any of the characters in the series. Well, enjoy.

EDIT: There were some grammar and spelling mistakes. I fixed them. Hopefully now it's not too bad.

Today was going to be a bad day. My mother transferred me to a new school. I've always gone to a private school, uniforms and all. I was friends with almost everybody, I got decent grades, my life was just right.

That was until I reached my new destination: Salem High. That's right; I'm in the capital of Oregon. Of all the damn states to go to, I'm moving to Oregon.

"Don't worry sweetheart, I know you can handle it." My mom reassured me.

I stepped out of the car, not looking back at her. "Alright, whatever you say Mom." I told her, closing the car door.

As I walked to the entrance doors, I observed the students coming and entering. Some were large groups, displaying their popularity status. I knew they were at the tip of Salem High's hierarchy; I probably should stay away. Then there was another group, and they aren't popular, based on judgment. But, after seeing all the high school movies and the random drama at my private school, I wouldn't be surprised if I was right.

"Holy crap." I whispered to myself.

The hallways were small, and everyone had to push and shove just to get to their locker. I followed their lead and shoved anyone who was in my way. Unfortunately, being only 5'4" and fragile, I was crushed by anyone bigger and taller than me. I could feel the pain in my arms develop into a giant bruise.

I finally reached my locker relieved that there weren't many people around. I hummed a song that was stuck in my head as I turned the little knob.

"New here?" Someone asked.

I stopped humming, and eye contacted the stranger. The boy had short black hair, dark brown eyes, oval face…The way he stood made me think he didn't care for school. So far, I didn't either.

"I'm Dmitri." He said. I usually never introduced myself because my shyness gets me or my mom does the introducing for me. Plus, I despise my name. "I'm Skylerana."

Dmitri gave me a strange look. "Huh, never heard that before." I looked down. "I like it. It's cute." My face turned a shade of dark red realizing he just complimented me. I replied to him with a simple thank you. Upon meeting Dmitri, he escorted me to my first hour: creative writing. I loved to write, although I always had trouble starting everything. After Dmitri said see you later, I looked at my class list, and it said that the teacher was Mr. Banley.

I felt the heat rise to my cheeks as the class stared at me. I noticed that some of the girls turned their heads to the teacher. Some of their faces turned scarlet red. I took another look at the teacher and he looked pretty young, too young to be a teacher. I jumped when a hand perched on my shoulder. "Welcome to my class. You must be Skylerana. What an interesting name." Why does everyone say that? I think it's really annoying. "Would you like me to call you that?"

"Actually, I'd rather be called Skyler…please." I told him.

He grabbed a red pen and scribbled on the attendance sheet. "It's going to take awhile to get use to, so bare with me." He flipped the attendance sheet behind another sheet, and I saw the seating chart. "Alright, looks like you're right in the middle row at that empty desk. Please take a seat so we can get started."

I quickly sat in my desk, not trying to attract attention. I opened my notebook, ready to start. "For some of you who never met me, I am Mr. Banley. This is my second year here at Salem High. I'm here to create a learning environment, and to have you guys have fun with it." He went on and on, and I stared at the clock. Twenty minutes passed since I came in. Now, there's only fifty more to go. "Your first assignment is to tell me one word that describes you."

Use only one word? There are so many words that describe me! I can't think of any words right at this minute. "Skylerana, how would you describe yourself?" He asked. It looks like he will have a hard time remembering my nickname. I tapped my pencil on my desk rapidly. I could feel everyone was staring at me. This is embarrassing. "Um, I don't know. There's so many ways to describe me, the possibilities are endless." And I just realized how idiotic I was. I heard some quiet chuckles from my class.

Mr. Banley smiled. "I knew someone would say something like that. And that class is also a good answer. It's very hard to only use one word for this assignment. And that precise answer will help you on tonight's homework. I want you…" One minute left. Thank god. "Good luck class!" As soon as he stopped talking, the bell chimed. Everybody rose and escaped to the door.

The halls were crowded in a matter of seconds. I pushed through again, making it safely to my locker. It felt like déjà vu when the same routine happened again: Pushing through my classmates, opening my slightly small locker, and Dmitri approaching me again.

"Are you my tour guide?" I asked.

Dmitri laughed. "Well, you look obviously confused…and it looks like you didn't get a tour or a map…" Dmitri took my schedule and examined it. I saw that he had a smile on his face. "We have the same classes until 5th hour."

I felt some relief. "Oh thank god! Now I'll know where to go."

"Alright, let's hurry. I haven't been late before, and I don't want to start now." Dmitri commanded.

The final bell rang and everyone burst out the door. I walked out of the school with Dmitri, since he's the only friend here, and to tell you the truth, he was one of the only things that made my day. And the fact that when we were chemistry, a kid named Tyler accidently started a fire. Luckily, it was put out before the lab was engulfed in flames.

"Do you need a ride Skyler?" Dmitri asked.

"No, my mom is picking me up." I answered.

His smile instantly turned into a frown. Sorry to disappoint you dude. "Wait, you don't have a car?"

I sighed. "Not yet. My mom is trying to find a nice but not expensive car. It's not working out so well." Dmitri smiled again. A little cheerful, I suppose. "Well, I better go. See you later." He waved good-bye and I waved back. I watched him leave the parking lot. He is a really nice guy, but there was something about him that annoys me…I can't put my finger on it…

Suddenly, a tall figure fell in front of me. I looked down to see Tyler, nose and mouth bleeding badly. "Don't get in my way again!" A big kid warned him. Tyler sat up, wiping some blood off his face. "Hello Skylerana." He greeted. Then he shook his head. "I'm sorry, I should say Skyler."

Tyler looked like classic smart guy who also had good looks. I could only imagine that many guys loathed him. "Are you alright? Why did they do that to you?" I asked him handing him a tissue.

"Don't worry, I'm used to it. But, well, that big jackass thought I was flirting with his girlfriend."

I rolled my eyes. "Let me guess, he's a complete dumbass and doesn't realize that she was flirting with you?" I knew that drama.

"Wow, you're good. But, he hit harder than last time." He said wiping off some more blood. I had to admit, he was cute, but clearly misunderstood. "I'm sorry you had to see that." I smiled, and I didn't say anything. He stood up and brushed some dirt off his clothes. "So, I noticed Dmitri was with you today…" He claimed changing the subject.

"Yeah, he helped me find my classes. He was pretty cool."

Tyler looked at me with concern. "You shouldn't go near him. He transferred here not too long before you did. He's a really strange guy."

"Why?"

"He always talks about the Millennium Earl and akuma. It's like he's part of cult dedicated to them." He told in a whisper. I scratched my head. Is Dmitri like that? "You don't believe me, do you?"

"Unfortunately I don't. But, who is the Millennium Earl?"

Tyler guided me to a bench and we both sat down. I could tell that this was going to be a long talk. "I did a little research, and it was rather farfetched to me, but interesting. The Millennium Earl was a man that some say he had immortality. It sounds like he was compared to Dorian Gray or Nicolas Flamel. But, according to what I found, he was last seen in the nineteenth century."

"What happened?"

"I'm not sure. They say some dark magic or akuma were about. Fortunately, they were stopped. I'm not sure who or what did, but it was the end of them. They also say that there was a hero amongst the good guys, who mysteriously disappeared after the Earl vanished."

Wow, Tyler sure knew this stuff. "Who was the hero?"

"I couldn't find much about it. They say that the hero was from another time period. I don't know if it was from their past of future. People were led to believe he or she possessed the same powers as the Millennium Earl."

Tyler took a deep breath and exhaled. I was still fascinated by this subject. "Is that all you know?"

Tyler frowned. "I'm sorry, that's all I know. Sorry to disappoint you."

I chuckled. "Ah, it's alright. I learned something new today." We continued to stare at each other, until I heard a car horn. I looked to find out that my mom finally showed up. "Oh shit, I have to go. Nice talking to you Tyler." But before I could take one step, Tyler grabbed my arm.

"Promise me that you'll stay away from Dmitri?"

"Unfortunately, I probably can't, even if I wanted to. I will promise to keep an eye on him." I told him, pulling my arm away. I ran to the car, wanting to get home.

"So, have an interesting first day?" My mom asked. I looked back at Tyler as my mom put her foot on the gas pedal.

"Mom, you have no idea."

After finishing my homework, I did some research on the Millennium Earl. Everything that Tyler said to me was true. I narrowed my search on Dorian Gray and Nicolas Flamel. I came to find out that I knew who they were already. The names were vague at the time. "Hey, wait a minute…" I examined a picture of a book. The title was in a foreign language, and I couldn't decipher it. I thought I've seen the same book somewhere…

"Wait, it's in the basement!" I yelled out loud. I rushed down the hallway and reached for the basement. I traced the books with my finger. I pulled out an old gold covered book. It had the exact same title and picture on the cover, just like the one on that web site.

I took it with me going back to my room. I shut my door and jumped on my bed. "Hmm, the site said that this book was a journal." I carefully opened it and the pages were completely blank. There wasn't one drop of ink on any of the pages. "Ok, what the hell? That's strange."

I put down the book on my bed and searched for a pen. Might as well use it, right? Unfortunately, my mother delayed my search for a pen. "Honey, it's time for dinner! Hurry before it gets cold!" She yelled from the kitchen. I sighed and went to the kitchen. I smelled the fresh aroma of some tasty food which I would devour. My plate was already made for me, and man, did it look good. "Want to eat in your room?"

"Sure, I still have some homework to do." I lied.

Before my mom could say anything more, I took off with my dinner. I shut my door and sat on my bed. I looked outside and in the dark distance, lightning struck. Soon enough, rain started to down pour on my house. "Goodie!" I cheered sarcastically. Thunderstorms are calming, but every time one came I had nightmares. I had a feeling that sleeping would be an issue tonight, especially after everything that happened today.

I set my empty dinner plate on my computer desk. My search for a pen continued. I looked under my bed and found my favorite red pen. I examined to see how much ink was in it; it was still good. "Alright…here goes nothing." I said to myself as I opened to the first page. I was ready to write, but…"Wait, this is stupid. It's just a journal. It's not like it is cursed or anything."

I tapped my pen while thinking what to write. I shrugged and wrote something simple. "Hello." I read out loud. My eyes widened when the red ink started to spread. It spread like blood, but it was absorbed the pen like a sponge. But then, the journal did something I thought it wouldn't do.

It responded back. Black pen appeared on the paper. "Hello Skylerana." Is this really happening? More black ink showed up. "Are you scared?" It read.

"I'm actually more curious." I can't believe I'm writing back. I'm most likely leading myself into trouble. I watched the red ink blend into the paper. The fancy black font came again.

"I see. You are curious about us?" It asked. Wait a minute, what the hell is going on? It knows my name, and now it's asking if I want to know them…It can't be…

"Are you the Millennium Earl?"

I waited for an answer after my question disappeared. The answer took longer than expected. After a minute, lots of black ink appeared. But, the font was displayed less fancier. Did I upset the thing? "No, I'm just one of his faithful followers. I'm an akuma."

Suddenly the lights flickered. The bed started shaking and the journal's pages flipped. I kicked the book and it hit the floor. The bed ceased but the lights were still on the fritz. I cautiously looked over the edge of the bed, and the black ink came on the paper again. Except this time it was coming off the paper. The ink formed a human-like figure and it was coming to life. I gasped when I recognized the face.

"Dmitri?"

He smiled, sending a shiver down my spine. "Are you happy to see me?" He asked, slowly approaching me. The lights completely blew out, leaving me in the darkness. The only light was the nearby lightning strikes. He leaned closer, practically touching my face. "Surprise my dear."

My heart rate was increasing. I could feel my heart beats pulse through my veins. I wanted to move, but it was as if I was frozen as ice. Dmitri's smile revealed his sharp, pointy teeth. His eyes were black as a piece of coal. "What do you want with me?" I asked him, fear escaping my mouth.

He stood up straight, popping his back a few times. He started laughing. The laughs were high-pitched and ear shattering. "The Earl would love to see you…"

My body finally moved and dodged him. I heard him grunt as he plopped on my bed. I ran to the door and tried to unlock the door. But, the lock was stuck. "No, no, no! Not now!" I yelled at the door. I heard my bed squeak, and the sound of footsteps approaching me. I used all the force I could to barge down the door. After slamming against the door twice, the door flew open. My body hit the floor, and I felt my body start to bruise again.

"Innocence…" Dmitri, the akuma, moaned.

Before he could capture me, I dashed away. The hallways were dark, and I hoped that I wouldn't run into many more obstacles. I reached the end of the hall and reached the kitchen. The light was on, but there was no sight of my mother, until I looked at the tiled floor. My mom's body lay on the ground. "Mom, please wake up!" I shouted. I shook her, but she wouldn't wake up. I felt some relief when I heard her exhale. I knew that she was in danger if he found her. "Mom, please…wake up." I whispered. She didn't open her eyes.

"She won't wake up until sunrise." Dmitri said as he appeared behind me. He gained more bulk on his body, making him gargantuan. He could break me in two if he pleased.

"Are you planning to take me to the Earl?" I asked in a courageous tone. He did not answer as he lunged at me. My scream came out dry as I crashed into the wall. Warm liquid flowed down my face. I tasted a combination of my tears and blood.

My body collapsed to the floor when he let go of me. All the pain in my body grew ten times worse. I was too weak to lift a finger. His power of being an akuma must have made me this way. He won, and I knew I couldn't stop him. I was staring at the face of defeat.

My eyelids felt heavy and world went black. I'm sorry mother, I'm sorry that I was so blind.

***

"I will never forgive you!" A voice shouted.

I opened my eyes, my vision adjusting. When I could see clearly, I wasn't inside my kitchen anymore. I was lying on soft green grass, the sky was almost a navy blue, the trees flowed gently in the wind, and there was a giant explosion…Wait, a giant explosion?!

"ALLEN WALKER!" A strange voice yelled.

I immediately shot up and watched this epic battle that was taking place in front of me. This young man was fighting this hideous creature, and the thing was fighting back with brute force. The boy had a strange left arm, but he was using it as a weapon…What the hell was going on?!

"This is the end for you akuma!" The young man declared.

The akuma tried to escape, but the boy got to it first. The boy's arm transformed into a sharp blade, and he cut through the beast. Its body split into two. Blood gushed everywhere, and the akuma took in its last breath. The boy's arm morphed back into an arm. It still looked strange to me, but who was he? I know his name, but…

"Oh you're awake." The boy said as he approached me. He bent down, meeting my eye level. "Are you ok? You must have taken a heavy blow."

I raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

His hand, his normal hand, touched my face where the blood started to flow. It stung. "It doesn't look too bad. A few bandages wouldn't hurt." I slowly stood up, and he followed my movement. He wasn't that much taller than I was. But, despite the silver hair, he looked young and innocent. "I'm sorry if I scared you."

I knew he was thinking that his may have scared me. "To be honest, the akuma was scarier."

He laughed and smiled. "I'm Allen Walker."

My first impression of him was that he was a kind and caring boy. He also was strong and protective. And he was…kind of cute. Just a little bit. "I'm Skylerana Thorne." We shook each other's hands. Goosebumps ran along my arm when I felt the icy coldness from his hand. He brushed a strand of hair from his face. I noticed that his left eye had an unusual mark. Is that a weapon too?

"Oh, I forgot to mention…The reason I destroyed the akuma was because I'm an exorcist. I release the akuma from this world and bring them salvation." He informed me. He still had a smile on his face, probably thinking that this is perfectly normal to me. There were so many thoughts, and so little room to comprehend.

"Allen, there you are! Are you ok?" Someone cried.

I saw a girl running toward us. When she came to a complete stop, I analyzed her. Her hair was long and black, her eyes were dark, and wore an outfit similar to Allen's. Her eyes stared in my direction. "Allen, who is this" She questioned.

"This is Skylerana Thorne. I saved her from the akuma." He told her.

She smiled and approached me. "My name is Lenalee! I'm glad the akuma didn't horribly harm you!"

Yeah, me too, I thought. "Oh, um…Can you please not call me Skylerana? I prefer Skyler." I asked, hoping I didn't sound rude.

As we walked to an unknown location to me, Lenalee gave me a confused look. "Why? I think your name is pretty." I sighed. Everyone always says that. "I don't. It's annoying when no one can pronounce it right."

"Ok, I'll call you that, but I'll have to get use to it." Lenalee said. Just like everyone else. I let it slide. As long as she tries, it's fine. But as we were going further, I felt lost and I had no idea where the hell we were going. "Allen, Lenalee, where are we going?"

"We are heading to the Black Order's Headquarters." Allen answered.

We continued walking down a dirt path, heading to my unknown. What the hell did I get myself into?