A/N: This is soooooo crappy. Just a warning before you all decide to read it.
Im completely brain dead with my other stories so please bare with me. This came on an impulse when I read a lot of Varia stories and I notice "Hey! Theres no stories on the Varia turning into Arcobelano!" so this came out of my mind.
There will be two OC's here since Mammon will NOT be in the Varia in the story. This is only a prolouge so this is gonna be short and very crappy! Please R and R!
Disclaimer: I dont own KHR or any of its character.
"Sk-skull-sama! I-I'm not ready!" squeaked a tiny infant with a pacifire that hung itself against her chest that was a deep violet color, "I-I'm not ready to be a Varia Arcobelano!" she whimpered up at her master, a tall man with several piercings and purple hair.
"Relax, Nuvola. You're my student! Of course you're read-" he was cut off by another, fadora-wearing man hitting him.
"Reborn-sama!" she looked up at him pleadingly. She hoped and hoped that he would scold his younger comrade and tell him she wasn't ready and she hadn't been trained enough. He saw that look in her eyes and smirked, pulling his fedora down over his eyes.
"Don't be too confident. We'll see how she works in the Varia," his deep Italian accent was hinted in his voice. Nuvola dead-panned, and sighed irritably. This week will be a long and hard one.
"Reborn~ Don't leave me behind~" came a high pitched voice that was behind them. The green haired Nuvola peeked out behind the two men in front of her and saw a green haired man rush towards them.
Reborn scowled at the infant, "You need to work on your speed, Lussuria." he said, not looking at his former student, "You've been slacking, haven't you, dame-Luss?"
"Fwah~! Not a bit, Born-sensei~!" the infant stopped next to him before looking at the Cloud infant in front of him, "Maa~! You must be our new memeber! You're so adorable, Ola-chan!" he hugged her, his own yellow pacifire shining brightly.
Nuvola squeaked, "O-o-onna! T-t-too t-tight!" she tried to pull herself from the infants' death hug.
"Trash, move." ordered a rather deep voice from behind Lussuria. The green haired baby looked back to see four other infants. One with spiky black hair, tan skin, red eyes, and an orange pacifire. Another had blonde hair that covered his face, pale skin, and a red pacifire. The tallest one had black hair that made him look like he was struck by lightening and piercings, with a green pacifire.
"VROI! Move, baby fag!" squeaked a loud voice that came from a silver haired baby with a sword strpped to his left hand and a blue pacifire. Lussuria frowned and stepped out of the way for the leader of them to walk up to Nuvola.
"Trash, lets go." he growled deeply at the green haired girl. She noticed he had a menacing look in his eyes and scary looking scars that adorned his face.
Skul hugged his apprentice tightly, "Your things have already been moved to the Varia HQ. Make me proud, Nuvola!" he said proudly and put her down.
Nuvola glared at him before they left, a small dragon resting on her shoulders. Lussuria grabbed her hands and pulled her along with him.
"You'll love it, Nuvola!"
She only wished this was true.