Title: Wonder, Faith, and Choice

Chapter Title: Prologue

Summary: In this world, there are three different Noahs. These Noahs—the children of "wonder", "faith", and "choice"—will tear the Black Order's delicate balance to pieces. Yullen TykiLavi RoadLenalee OC

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: I don't own D. Gray-Man. I own Mie. That's about it.

Warnings: Blood, future violence, and an OC (I think it'll be just one…)

Pairings: Lavi/Tyki, Road/Lenalee, Kanda/Allen, Miranda/OC if no one objects (all slash)

A/N: Okay, this is an idea that I've been playing with for a while. Here's the OC note:

Mie is important to the story, so I can't take her out. She isn't all-powerful, but she might seem annoyingly boundary-free at times. Blame Road. Mie's main purpose is so I can make everything I want to happen, happen. Now, I'm tempted to pair her with Miranda. If you don't want me to do that (I know I shy away from stories that have a someone/OC as a main pairing), please TELL ME. At this point, I'm not sure it'll happen either way, although I can promise she won't be paired with any more of a main character than Miranda.

This story will have Noah!Lavi, future Noah!Allen, and a very different Kanda who I can't explain yet.

On with the fic!

Dark as the room was, the girl working at a lab table seemed to be able to see perfectly. There was a soft sound of bubbling from different containers, which the girl directed to different tasks with a wave of her hand. A soft moan sounded from the corner.

Golden eyes looked up at the figure in the corner. The girl shook blue hair out of her eyes as she said sweetly, "Well, it wouldn't hurt if you'd just do what I want already."

"Maybe it takes more than starvation," a young girl's voice suggested as a spiky-haired figure came into the area, dragging a shadowy something behind her. "Anyway, take a look, Mie. I brought a wonder for you."

The blue-haired girl stepped around the lab table, staring at the shadow. "Oh, dear," she murmured when she could see clearly, crouching down to look closely. "You're not Tyki-kun."

"Can you fix him?" the little girl asked.

The other looked up at her, amused. "Do you want me to?" she asked. "Does the Earl want me to?"

"We're not going to tell the Earl." Golden gazes met, so steely sparks might have flown. "Not until it's too late for him to do anything about it."

The blue-haired girl grinned wickedly. "'Dreams' is breaking the rules," she said in a singsong.

The smaller of the two scowled back. "So, will you do it?"

"I will… indulge my wonder."

The scowl became a smile in half the space of a heartbeat. "That always means 'yes,'" she said, turning and walking away.

The blue-haired girl stared down at the shadowy figure. A snap of her fingers and he was suspended in the air in front of her, arms outstretched as though dangling from a crucifix.

"I know," she whispered.

Lavi woke to the sound of someone knocking on his door. His hand shot up to his hair and he panicked as he realized he'd lost his headband during the night.

"Lavi?" a familiar voice asked as the door opened. "It's Cross. Bookman's still unconscious, so I need to ask you something—Lavi?"

Lavi had dived out of bed, frantically searching for that piece of cloth. He made sure not to look Cross' way as he looked everywhere he could reach.

"Lavi, what's wrong?" Cross' unmasked eye had narrowed suspiciously. "What are you doing?"

If he hadn't been watching so closely, he wouldn't have noticed the single drop of blood that fell to the floor. As it was, he missed nothing.

"Lavi, look at me," Cross commanded.

Lavi froze, noticing the blood that Cross had seen.

One hand moving to his gun, Cross moved to Lavi's side and grabbed his face, forcing the teen to look at him. Lavi's single green eye widened in surprise and fear.

Cross' hand tightened on the grip of his gun. A row of crosses was cut into the Bookman Apprentice's forehead. As Cross watched, another drop of blood slid down Lavi's face and fell to the floor.

"You're a Noah," he said softly. Half-remembered words played in his head.

Lavi nodded once.

"The Gatekeeper I can understand, but how did Hevlaska…" It clicked. "You've never been to see Hevlaska, have you?"

Lavi shook his head.

"Care to tell me how you managed that?" Cross released the boy.

"Bookman trick," Lavi said softly.

"But you're not going to tell me what that is, are you?"

"No." Lavi's expression had passed fear and moved on to defiance. "Going to shoot me now?"

"Why would I do that?" Cross looked genuinely surprised.

"Exorcists of the Black Order are sworn to—" Cross cut him off there.

"Defend humanity, fight the Millennium Earl and all his allies, blah, blah, blah. Noahs are human, right? It would be one thing if we were in a fight, but there's nothing noble or moral or anything like that about killing an injured kid who's scared to look at anyone without the protection of a headband and an eye patch." Cross' eye became curious. "Well, now I know what the headband is for… I don't suppose you're going to tell me what the eye patch protects you from?"

"No," Lavi confirmed. "I'm not."

"Fair enough." Cross reached over and retrieved the headband from where it had ended up (just on the other side of Lavi's pillow, where he'd had no time to check). "I'm also curious," he added as he handed Lavi the cloth, "how a Noah can use Innocence. But you're not going to tell me that, either, are you?"

Lavi stood, fixing the headband so it covered the cuts. He had to have had a lot of practice, Cross thought, to be able to do that without a mirror.

"No," he said again. "I guess I'm not." His secrets finally hidden, he turned back to face Cross. "You said you had a question for me?"

A/N: Feedback is much appreciated!