I have been writing this one for a better part of a year and I hope that it's well liked. I own Shy. I don't own any of the other characters or *references* that you may find within here.

Shy is the main character in my own original story called Trio.

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Quiet murmuring of those I had damned filled my ears, telling me of all the wrong I had done. The voices pulled me every which way until my eyes flew open, only to squint in pain from the daggers of sunlight that assaulted my eyes. Throbbing pounded the back of my head, making me want to groan in pain and roll away from the light that seemed to cause the pain to start up.

My hands fumbled to the back of my head as my world began to rapidly spin beneath me, my fingertips feeling for the throbbing area till they hit the area of searing white hot pain that shot through my entire body and blinded me momentarily. I attempted to sit up, only for the spinning to force me to the ground again.

Someone hit me in the back of the head, that much I could fathom, and they hit me very hard. My fingers had a sticky substance on them, and upon investigating, I found blood there. I knew that it was there before, so I concluded it was from my head. I was so focused on the pain in my head that the icy bite of the concrete on my feet shocked me into opening my eyes wider, thus causing me more head pain.

Where were my shoes? My thoughts were muddy and I couldn't place why I was sitting there without shoes. I felt around, trying to figure out if I could remember where I was by just any chance. My fingertips grazed over rough, frozen concrete till I hit a wall that was equally rough and frozen. I squinted and followed my arm to the wall with my eyes and deduced that I was in the alley way of a 2 story brick building. To my right was another brick building, about 6 feet away. I couldn't actually tell if it was 6 feet since my vision kept doing a barrel roll.

I blinked angrily to try and clear my vision since I was very awake at that point. Someone had knocked me out in an alleyway to steal my shoes. Who does that? Judging by how my clothes looked, those shoes probably weren't even that nice.

My shirt was ripped on the sleeves and had obviously seen better days. It was probably white once upon a time. My pants were torn at the knees and as dirty as the shirt. I angrily examined my clothes then jumped when someone cleared their throat. The jump made my head hurt again, as did my head snapping towards the noise.

Standing an arm's-length away was a man with dark, shoulder length hair and wire-rim glasses framing his dark eyes. I could tell immediately that this man probably wasn't the most sane person to come across. Or to come across me.

"Hello!" I flinched at the high pitch that was this man's voice. My head hurt so bad… "You don't look like you're homeless."

I gave him a wary look and shook my head then made an attempt to speak. My voice failed me and I began to cough up something lodged in my throat. I twisted my body away and dislodged the ball of gunk onto the icy ground. My nose bunched up in disgust at the yellowish ball that melted the ice before turning to look at the man again. He still had a smile on his face.

"I-I don't think I'm homeless." My voice resonated in my chest, making it vibrate slightly. It felt very weird. I must've looked uncomfortable since the man decided to inquire about it. "I'm okay. I think. I don't… Know where I am… or who I am…"

"Oh? Well, I happen to be a doctor, I can take a look at you. Come come." The man held his hand out to me, already seeming fine with helping me even though I was just a random man on the side of the road. I glanced down at my chest for a moment, checking to make sure I was gendering myself correctly. I was very flat, but I couldn't base much on that. I was tempted to lift up the waist of my pants to check what was down there, but declined to do so since someone was staring at me like a hawk stares down a mouse.

I reached up cautiously and grabbed the man's hand firmly, surprised when he was able to easily pull me up onto my feet. Once on my feet with the ice biting into the sensitive soles, my gaze flitted down to the man's beret curiously then nearly fell on my ass when he started walking. I was nearly a full foot taller than this man, but he wasn't very short himself. Things were still moving, but I still managed to keep up.

"Who are you?" I felt that it was probably rude to refer to this mad looking doctor as a madman, but it seemed to just come to mind naturally.

"Komui Lee, I am the head of the Black Order." He smiled happily. "Do you remember who you are yet?"

I frowned and looked towards the road before shaking my head as I spoke. "No, I remember next to nothing. All I know is someone hit me in order to steal my shoes."

He laughed and spun on his heel to pat my pockets then he reached up to my neck and yanked me down with a chain that I was unaware to be where it was. It looked like a pendant made of some kind of metal and there was a ruby on it that was the size of a penny.

"Whoever you are, you're not a poor man." I had some idea that a ruby wasn't very cheap and that would have been an expensive ruby. I briefly pondered why it wasn't stolen like my shoes. He flipped the pendant over and made a small cheering noise before reading an engraving outloud. "Brother of mine, I could be no prouder, I could love you no more, I will always be here for you. From 'Bodos, To Shy."

Komui finished reading the engraving then let go the the pendant. "'Mm Shy then?"

"Apparently. And you have a brother called Bodos." Komui shrugged slightly then grabbed my arm and continued to lead me towards… wherever he was taking me. While we walked, he explained that I was passed out next to a church and the town was one that was next to the Black order headquarters, a place he explained that exorcists lived at. He explained what they did and I was even more confused than when I woke up. I had been so heavily focused on him that I didn't realize that we were walking into a door in the side of a cliff.

He explained that there was a door up at the top too that the new exorcists made attempts to go through, but the door at the bottom was common knowledge to those that lived there. The moment we stepped into the building, I was assaulted by a wave of heat that made me realize that I was almost an ice cube for lack of proper winter-wear. I shivered and rubbed my hands together before Komui tugged me towards one of the many hallways leading from the room we had entered. I could tell immediately that this building was more than it seemed and was gigantic.

The wall was made out of some kind of dull ashen brick that seemed to never change color. An occasional door dotted the walls, and the only turn that I could see, we went down. A shiny silver elevator door was at the end of this hallway and upon being shoved into it, I could see my reflection. I found myself wrinkling my nose at my own appearance. Reddish brown hair hung limply over my shoulder and dull, tired looking green eyes blinked behind a pair of thin rimmed round glasses I wasn't aware I had on. I had no visible splotches, just dirty skin. Everything else was sharp, like my chin and nose.

Komui nudged me a moment later and looked at me with a questioning look. "Could you not remember what you looked like?" I shook my head at him in response then looked back at my reflection before baring my teeth at it. My teeth we clean and pearly white as well as straight and neat, it contrasted greatly with how tan my skin seemed.

I looked back down at my hands and stared at the dried blood for a moment before carefully reaching back and touching my head. I found a scab on my scalp and I flinched when my fingertips grazed over it. It was still hardening, so it stuck to my fingers a little bit. Komui smacked my arm when he noticed me messing with it and scolded me as well, as if I were a small child.

When the door opened, I found myself clinging to Komui's shirt sleeve when he stepped out of the elevator. I had a feeling it was because of all the people that were standing outside. He quickly scurried into what he explained was his office and locked the door. As he was locking the door, I took that time to look around the room. It was a pigsty of a mess that made my toes curl. Komui scurrying over to his desk caught my attention a moment later as he retrieved his medical equipment. I sauntered over to the couch he had in front of the desk and sat down as he sifted through all his things.

The pain of having a large wound cleaned was probably something unimaginable. All I could say is that it hurt like a bitch. The doctor didn't seem too pleased with my use of the word bitch. I noted that I probably shouldn't cuss anymore, especially around him. The brief notion that I wouldn't normally care crossed my mind before Komui began to check for any other injuries I could have had before shining flashlights into my eyes.

"Checking for a concussion. Wouldn't surprise me if you had one." Komui explained then smiled at me. "You still don't remember?" I shook my head then looked down, realizing that if I didn't remember soon, I was going to be in serious trouble. "Don't worry, you can stay here and work until you remember. You probably have amnesia."

My jaw dropped and I stared at him for a moment. "But you don't know me!" I was flabbergasted to say the least. Kindness was something I knew humans to lack in times.

"So? You seem rather strong and we could use some faculty 'round here." Komui seemed overly happy about this. I wondered if he was the reason why I was knocked out.

"If I work here, then what? I live here?" Komui nodded, "What about food?"

"You'll get food, just like everyone else that pulls their weight." I hunched over and tapped my chin, thinking about the non-probable possibilities. I could get food and lodging and still be doing something other than sitting around. On the other hand, if I have family looking for me, I wouldn't be out trying to find them either. I didn't even know where I was from.

All I knew was that I was "Shy" and I was possibly rich with a brother called "Bodos". I was also taller than an already tall man. Since my dizziness had faded, I was able to gage a 5 inch difference in height between Komui and I, seeing as how he stood at the 6'4 height line, I was a giant in comparison to most of the other individuals that I saw standing around outside.

"Well, Mister Shy? What do you say?" I flicked my gaze up to him then smiled slightly.

"I'll stay."

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I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Would be nice to know whether or not this is a lost cause yet!