Prologue: The Awakening

The Millennium Earl was floating by over a graveyard with Lero when he spotted a young girl sitting and staring at a tombstone. "Hello, little girl. How are you this fine evening?" the Earl asked. She didn't move nor talk. He looked at the name engraved on the tombstone, then back at the girl. "Mana Walker, eh?" The girl stiffened and turned to look at the Earl. There were no tears in her eyes or on her face. Just a dull sadness of loss and pain "Was he your father?"

She nodded and when she spoke, the Earl almost thought she was an angel, soft and gentle. "He was my foster father. He was the only one who would accept me. Everyone else was scared and disgusted with me," she said calmly.

"Ah, how would you like it if I brought him back for you, my dear?" the Earl tempted. Her eyes widened, but she shook her head before grabbing her left arm.

"N-no. I-it's okay. Mana taught me to keep moving forward. I apologize, but I must get going mister," she said. She stood up and dusted herself off a bit. She winced and grabbed her left arm again. "Ngh. Ita… Why? Why does it hurt so much?" she whispered.

"Are you alright, my dear?" The Earl was curious. She looked up at him, pain was evident in her eyes, which then closed as she grabbed her head and screamed. Her left arm, he noticed was red and a glowing, green cross appeared in it. Innocence? An exorcist? But why is she in pain from more than her arm?... Wait. This feeling… A Noah? How?

Her left arm turned into a claw and a white cape flowed behind her. Her pale skin turned an ashen gray and seven stigmata formed across her forehead. The awakening and transformation was complete, but she continued to scream. What is happening to her? A long gash formed down the length of her face on the left side, which would form a scar. She finally stopped screaming and with her normal hand, she grabbed her left eye and fell gracefully to her knees.

"W-what is happening to me?" sheasked as she stared at her left arm.

BLACK ORDER HEADQUARTERS

"Hevlaska! What is happening? What's wrong?" Komui asked the ancient exorcist.

"A new exorcist has appeared!" Hevlaska exclaimed.

"A new exorcist? But why d-"

"She is in great pain… She has just broken 100% synchronization. The power is immense!" Hevlaska answered. "A great evil lurks near. Someone must go find her before the Earl takes her!"

"Ye-yes ma'am, Hevlaska!" Komui obeyed. They sent for all available generals or exorcists to go find the new exorcist who is general leveled.

MANA'S TOMBSTONE

"What is your name, my dear?" The Earl asked. The young girl's arm turned normal, the cape disappeared, and her skin paled again, no stigmata.

"A-Allen. Allen Walker, sir, "she stuttered, still scared and confused.

"Well then, young Allen, how would you like to come live with me and my family?" The Earl offered.

"R-really? You mean it?" She got excited and smiled a smile that could steal a man's heart.

"Oh, of course, my dear. Come. My name is the Millennium Earl, and this is my umbrella, Lero."

"Hello, hello young Allen, Lero!" the umbrella, Lero, said. Allen giggled.

"Heheh! You're cute, Lero! I like you!" Allen said.

"Ohoh! Such a beautiful, kind young lady!" Lero said, causing Allen to blush.

"Come along! Let's go home" the Earl held out his hand.

"Home," Allen mumbled. She took the Earl's hand and smiled sweetly, looking better than before.

When the exorcists arrived, there was no sign of Allen or the Earl except for a couple drops of her blood from her gash that had fallen. She was proclaimed dead, to everyone's dismay.