Hello! (I apologize if the formatting is incorrect, this is my first post)
This is chapter 1 of my very 1st Fanfiction. This story does have some of my own original characters in the story that does not affect the anime or manga at all. For this sake I have started this story a few chapter after the anime ends (chapter 164) as its own separate arc as to not interfere with the future manga chapters.
so... (SPOILERS!) Timothy has not become an exorcist, Cross has not died, Allen has not been captured by the order, Allen has not left the order, Kandas past and Alma Karma arc has not happened, The "Third-Exorcist" arc has not happened, Bookman and Lavi have not been captured, etc., etc., etc.
What has happened in the manga that did not happen in the anime is (SPOILERS!) the ghost incident (chapter 159-164) so they are at the new order HQ.
A few notes from me: 1st I am trying to improve my grammar and spelling (English was always my worst subject in school) so please help me improve by leaving a comment. 2nd If you have any suggestions as readers to improve my fanfiction (as far as writing goes, I already have the storyline written down) please leave a comment. 3rd I will separate my author comments with a - (line) and my stories scene changes/fashbacks with ... (3 dots in its own paragraph). 4th I will always try to leave a chapter preview for the next upcoming chapter.
Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy my fanfiction.
-Man belongs to its rightful owner and author Katsura Hoshino
"Siberia!" Miranda collapsed on the paper covered couch which made a crunch sound as she landed. Her next mission, although not too far away, forced her to travel... and Miranda's worries skyrocketed (more than usual), but she could not turn down a job after all that the order has done for her sake.
"Yes, Siberia" Komui repeated.
Miranda sighed... She gained her composure and proceeded to leave with a quick dust off of her uniform, but before she walked out the door, she turned and asked "How long?"
"Until you find her... this has been the first sign of her in 11 years, we can't risk to lose our only..." his sentence trailed off as he mumbled to himself, slowly pacing across the room.
"I understand..." Miranda whispered... knowing he was not paying attention to her, but she was worried. This mission was making him stressed... more than usual anyway.
...
A few short hours later Miranda was well on her way to Siberia and Allen was in need of a "snack"... although his definition of "snack" varied from the rest of the order.
With the Leaning Tower of "Pizza" stacked in front of Allen, it seemed to move on its own as it practically flew into young Walkers body (which was 4 times smaller than the tower of food itself).
"I knew I would find you here!" A bright red headed boy by the name of Lavi shouted. He started walking toward Allen with a smirk on his face and said
"I thought I heard the cafeteria caving in... it seems I have found the problem." he chuckled at the thought of his own joke becoming reality... but nobody wants to be here when that finally does happen. He takes his seat next to Allen (who had already filled up the table with stacks of empty plates) and start bickering like a old married couple.
Lenalee came around to their side of the table... knowing it was their table based off the food... she sits down between the two boys with the silent 'if-separating-the-two-of-you-is-not-enough-I-will-have-to-put-you-in-time-out' stare. The boys stopped their silly argument about Allens eating habits and continued to inhale their food.
Lenalee takes a look around "say... wheres Miranda? She usually is eating lunch with Marie around this time"
Allen takes a breath in between bites to quickly glance around "Now that you mention it..." he begins to say only to be interrupted by Lavi (determined to eat more than Allen... some day)
"mission." he says with a mouth full of noodles (it sounded more like moo-shun with the noodles).
"Oh really? That's exciting, it has been a while since she has been out on a mission!" Lenalee clapped with excitement, she then realized something...
"Lavi!" she shouted.
"How did you know? Have you been reading my brothers PRIVATE reports and missions... AGAIN!" she abruptly stood up and put her hands on her hips and scolded Lavi for about 10 minutes, before he even had a chance to answer. Finally the boy was able to get a word in... (not that it would help much).
Putting his hands up in defense he said "It is my responsibility as the successor of the Bookman to record history, and that means knowing where all the missions take place."
"So where is she going!" Allen asked with excited curiosity. Lenalee, not appreciating Allens quick interjection, takes her good sweet time giving him a scolding of equivalent degree as the one given to Lavi only 20 minutes earlier.
"Siberia" Lavi whispers as he tries to sneak away unnoticed...
...
Miranda got off the train in Siberia accompanied by a quite stout finder by the name of Tamarack. "Well... here we are Miss. Lotto" he said as he wiped the drippings from his nose with an obviously well used handkerchief. Miranda should have packed a handkerchief herself, the cold air of Siberia caused her to sneeze profusely. Tamarack offered his own handkerchief, but Miranda respectfully declined, after all, he was sneezing just as often.
Author Note: Thank you for reading my first Fanfiction, hopefully it was not to confusing with the scene changes. I hope that all of you enjoyed it and will continue reading, and I love receiving comments and criticism. Thank you.
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They were about ready to retire for the night, but Miranda wanted to ask a few more people before the sun went down. A young blond boy, about the age of 19 or 20 came up to them, he was holding a long black umbrella and wore a black suit, in his other hand were a bouquet of white lilies.
'a funeral' Miranda thought as the boy approached.
"you must be the foreigners everyone is talking about." he said. "People are saying your like... ghost hunters or something." He laughed, but started thinking about something... something sad... the funeral. Who had he lost? A friend, sibling, parent...
