Shugopop: As you may have noticed I have changed the prologue and summery. I was thinking about the story soo much that the plot completely changed.
Allen: You're stupid.
Shugopop: Hey! I heard that! Anyways just to give you a heads up. I change my updating schedule a lot so you may have to wait a while for a chapter under my crazy out of control schedule. Also due to my new year resolution of 2011 i will try to write a chapter every day.
Allen: I repeat, you are stupid.
Shugopop: Hymph. I do not own D. Gray-man. All characters except OCs and plot belong to Katsura Hoshino.
"Awaken."
Two girls stepped out into the dark room, from their sleeping chambers. Behind them the chambers disappeared into the shadows.
The two were completely opposites of each other. One a child whiles the other a teen. The child had long blond hair and bright blue eyes, the elder had short black hair with turquoise highlights and emerald eyes. The older girl also had dark black wings with green, glowing crosses.
"You know your missions?" The voice asked.
"Yes."
"Then go."
They were instantly surrounded with white light and took off to their destinations.
"…" The owner of the voice turned to see its creator.
"You're too stiff. Try to relax more, will you? "
The owner sighed and massaged its forehead.
"Anyways, you too need to start on your mission. Get going." The creator waved her hand at her creation.
"Yes, Ma'am."
The Creation too disappeared with a bright light and the creator laughed.
"I suppose its time to start out little game, Earl."
A fourteen year old girl sat under an oak tree in the London orphanage. She had long raven black hair with two small braids in the front that went to her knees and dark blue eyes of the ocean. She was very pretty.
The couples that came to adopt a child or two rarely chose her mainly because she hid from them confining herself to the library away from the others.
The rich took the fair maidens and the handsome males. The others took children that were energetic or fit their ideas of an ideal child.
The girl had been at the orphanage for ten years and counting. She didn't care for the world, the people, and especially herself.
The other orphans laughed at her because she couldn't talk…no she wouldn't talk, not to them, not to the adults, not to anyone. She just sat and observed their activities, habits, and secrets.
She practically had something on everyone in the orphanage including the adults.
On her 15th birthday she felt pain all around her body and especially her forehead. Her forehead was bleeding extremely but, she didn't yell or scream simply bearing the pain till it was over.
She didn't tell anyone, staying in her room without coming out for food or water. The others hadn't noticed she didn't come out of her room for three days, they had easily forgotten about her.
On the third night the excruciating pain faded away leaving gray skin, golden eyes, and an insignia on her forehead. (I'm not sure if I spelled it right so please tell me)
She opened her eyes grinning at the new knowledge she had gained. Her life was boring but, now she had found a way to make it interesting to the extent of her newfound powers.
The girl rinsed her face of blood and tested her power, changing her bloodstained dress for a red dress with black frills and made her blood harden and shine like a crystal into a small heart to hang around her neck. The blood on her hair disappeared and was combed though.
She smiled content with her appearance and turned around. A large red and black door covered by black roses rose from the ground and opened.
The girl walked through to find her brother, the 14th. As the door closed and disappeared into particles, a pulse emitted from the door to around the world.
Her name was Arin Nightler.
Shugopop: I think its okay, but I'm not so sure. Please read and Review! Good and bad are requested.
Oh yeah i forgot to say in the beginning that this will not have any romance whatsoever nor yullen, laven, and lenallen(maybe some lenallen but mainly NO)so if you like romance stories, which disgusts me to the point of puking, then don't read this.