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The past
The room was filled with floating candles. All lit and surrounding a large table to which a tea party of such was commencing around. A fat man wearing a big top hat decorated in blue roses sat at the head of the table.
His face was strangely elongated and a smile held in place at all times. On his left sat a small girl with spiky black hair and to his right was a teenage boy with delicate features and black hair. Actually all the people at the table had the same generic hair and eyes. Black and gold, with a strange tattoo of crosses that covered their foreheads. Stigmata. It was the thing that labled them as apostle of god. As Noah's.
An akuma dressed in a maids outfit wondered around the dimly lit room poring tea into the noahs waiting china cups.
A girl with the same delicate features as the boy that sat on the right walked into the meeting late. She hurried to take her seat next to him. As she did the akuma maid poured her a cup of tea. The girl looked at her with pity and sorrow shinning deep in her eyes. It was gone quickly before anyone else could see it.
" Where have you been, Airi?~" The millennium earl asked. The girl, Airi, squared her shoulders and looked him straight in the eye.
" I took a wrong turn in the ark. It seems someone has been rearranging the rooms again." The boy next to her laughed. She turned her icy glare on him. He just smiled and shrugged.
" Children. Always playing tricks~" The earl said happily.
This is how it should have stayed. A family having a sophisticated tea party. Joking and laughing. But it was not meant to be. Everyone is different. Differences seem to clash and when they do it makes a horrific bang.
The once laughing boy with the delicate features was lying on the floor. He was covered in a lake of his own blood. The earl loomed over him, sword in hand. He had murdered the boy. His right hand man, his favourite of the noahs.
Half way across the world Airi stopped and looked up at the sky. Her eyes tripped with tears. She felt the pain of the dead boy. The 14th Noah leave her and thus leave his world. She couldn't save him. His ambitions of being the next millennium earl had killed him. She should have stopped his, talked him out of it but she had been dragged away by the two people that she thought to be her friends, her family.
She stared into the hard eyes of Tyki Mykk and Road and ran. It shamed her to know that she was running away from her problems but she knew. She knew if she stayed there they would kill her. They would kill her because she is different.
Because she forgave the innocence, the one thing that had forsaken them all.
She opened a portal to another world and without a second thought she plunged through.
She opened her eyes to the new world and found herself becoming sleepy. For in this world magic did not exist. Her body began to age backwards. Turning her into a baby. Her memories whipped. She started to cry as any baby would.
A young couple later found the child and decided to take it in as their own. Funnily enough they named her Airi Cassandra Walker.
I suppose fate has a hand in more things than we think.
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