A/N: Hi. So, this is my first story. I'd appreciate it if you R&R, but it's alright if you just read it. I'd already be happy~
WARNING: Allen/OC. Don't like, don't read.
DISCLAIMER: Hoshino-sensei owns D. Grayman
PROLOGUE
Take her in and train her. Send her to Allen ASAP.
The Black Order's European Branch Supervisor Komui Lee could hardly believe what was written in the crumpled piece of paper he was holding. Moreover, he could hardly believe that it came from the person who wrote the letter in the first place.
-Cross
The sender of this clearly surprised the Supervisor, scrawny handwriting and all.
P.S.: I WILL KNOW IF YOU DON'T DO AS I SAY.
The letter screamed urgency as Komui started to regain his composure, sharply folding the wrinkled paper and stuffing it into his pocket. He looked at the girl whom Cross had sent to him. Another pitiful victim of the war, Komui thought as he ushered the girl, looking around 13 to Allen's age, inside the Order.
P.P.S: Oh, and teach that idiot girl to tie her hair up.
Komui's eyes scanned the girl again and saw why the Marshall would say that.
"Hello and welcome to the Black Order! I'm your one and only Supervisor, Komui Lee." The young girl looked surprised at the way the Supervisor acted as he ordered the stuttering Gatekeeper to open the doors. But then he thought, weren't they all like that?
Thanks for reading! \(ovo)/
The first chapter will be coming up soon~