D. Gray-man belongs to Hoshino Katsura
This story and characters other than the (D. Gray-man cast) belong to me
DemonHunter
Chapter 1
"The beast devours the hearts of the innocent and the naive," a large, overbearing man in an odd, cream overcoat with a large hood and a white surgical mask read the file out loud in a first-class train compartment, "And collects the souls of sinners…" the man paused; he stared disbelievingly at the file papers.
"Is that all the file says? What kind of lead is that, Finder?" sneered a mysteriously handsome eighteen-year-old Japanese teenager; he sat next to the man in the overcoat. His long black hair was pulled up in a ponytail and his sharp gray eyes were locked on the Finder. He was wearing queer clothing: knee-high black boots, a black, silver, and white overcoat with a strange insignia on it, and a katana hung from a black belt. The strange symbol on his coat was that of a silver cross that belonged to the Black Order. The Black Order was an organization created to annihilate Akuma, mechanical demons made from the souls of the deceased that were called back from the afterlife by their loved ones, and their other goal I to stop the Millennium Earl, the sorcerer who creates Akuma so he can obliterate mankind.
"Ba-Kanda, stop being rude to Leevi!" snapped an adorable fifteen year-old British boy that sat across from the Japanese teenager and Finder. The kid had snow-white hair, what looked like a blood red pentacle tattoo that took up the left side of his face, and beautiful silver-blue eyes. He had on the same overcoat that the Japanese teenager wore except he wore white gloves and had a golden ball, with wings and a tail, snuggled comfortably on top of his head.
"What did you call me, Beansprout!" barked Kanda. He glared at the British boy across him.
"Hey! The name's Allen! You know, Kanda, you could try being nice to people for a change instead of being cold-hearted and rude!" yelled the British boy. His alabaster hair waved as he fumed with anger.
A gorgeous sixteen-year-old Chinese girl, with short medium length Dark hair and a dazzling set of plum eyes, hit both Allen and Kanda upside the head. They both ceased fighting and stared at her. She was wearing a dress outfit that resembled Allen and Kanda's overcoat, black socks, and a cute pair of black skimmer shoes. "Will you two, please, stop fighting and start listening to what Leevi has to say?" she demanded.
Allen shut up and stared guiltily at the train floor. He quietly said, "Yes, Lenalee."
Kanda just turned his head to the side and "tched".
Lenalee glared at Kanda until he said ok.
Once all of the commotion stopped, Leevi went back to reading the files aloud, "The beast's name is Dämon des Todes which means Demon of Death in German. People of Gatter der Hölle, Germany are frightened do to the disappearance of over fifty people and their only Church. It seems they believe Dämon des Todes is the reason behind the disappearances and Komui believes Akuma are behind this." Leevi shut the file and asked, "Any questions?"
"Yeah," Allen whined, "Are we almost there?"
Leevi chuckled, "Almost."
Allen was still up even when everyone else had fallen asleep on the squishy train seats. He stared out the window thinking about Mana, the deceased man who had adopted him.
The train shook and then there was a loud crash. Lenalee screamed, "What's going on?"
Allen yelled, "I don't know! Do you have any idea what's going on, Leevi?"
Leevi stood up and opened the compartment door, "I have no clue, either. I'm going to go see what's wrong with the conductor."
Lenalee and Allen nodded.
The train started to shake harder. Lenalee bellowed over the noise, "We shouldn't of let him go alone!"
Allen replied, "Want to go after him?" he glared at Kanda and pointed at him, "We can leave him."
There was no time to argue so Lenalee agreed.
The pair made their way out of their compartment toward the front of the train. Allen and Lenalee opened the door to the conductor's compartment. Leevi was standing over a bloody corpse. Leevi looked up at the two and said, "He's been murdered. He was shot three times: once in the head and twice in the leg."
Allen stared blankly at the conductor's lifeless body.
Lenalee ran to the lever next to the furnace. She tried to pull it. "Its stuck!" she gasped.
Allen walked towards her and grasped the lever. He heaved and with a loud, "SNAP" it broke.
Allen whispered, "We have to find another way to stop this… runaway train."
Lenalee looked up at him with fear filled eyes, "How?"
An idea struck Allen and he smile, "I'll use Crown Clown."
Lenalee grinned knowing he could stop the uncontrollable train, "Need any help?"
Allen shook his head and said, "Nah, I'm just going to pull a Spiderman move." Then he instructed Lenalee and Leevi to reassure the other passengers.
"Innocence activate!" screamed Allen as he jumped out the train's window. A silvery white, fur cape fell from his shoulders, a renaissance mask layed on the place where the golden ball had been, and his left had transformed into a giant claw. A part of his cape stretched on command and wrapped around three trees to his left and then three trees to his right. He was squished up against the train. Allen's cape started to tear as he slowed the train down.
Allen dropped onto the rails after the train stopped. He gasped for air, "Wow. That was harder than what I thought it would be."
Allen and the others met up in the train compartment. Lenalee turned to face Allen and asked, "Do you think this was caused by an Akuma?"
Allen shook his head, "I don't think so. They would of made them known if they did it and conductor didn't die by an Akuma's poison bullets so… I'd say not."
Kanda sighed, "Are we just going to walk the rest of the way to Gatter der Hölle?"
Leevi, Lenalee, and Allen all stared at Kanda in disbelief. Allen blurted out, "How can you think of that now when we just went through that?" He waved his arms around the room to emphasize what had just happened.
Kanda just shrugged.