Author's Note: So here it is, the prologue of the CM/DGM crossover I was talking about in third person at the top of my profile. I'd really like your opinions on this, because my own work is the first time I've seen a CM/DGM crossover and I'm worried about nearly everything, but the Criminal Minds cast in particular. Any constructive criticism is appreciated. Whether or not this continues depends completely on its reception and my ability to write multi-chapter fics (meaning if this is well received, expect infrequent updates and the occasional hiatus).
Lilec Hamira Amdciez does not own Criminal Minds or -man, although she'd really like to. They belong to their respective copyright holders.
This is for Real, a Criminal Minds and D. Gray-man Crossover fanfiction
PROLOGUE
As Communications Liaison, Agent Jennifer Jareu was the first to her of the arrival of the strange children. She was also the one who arranged the last-minute meeting between them, Chief Erin Strauss and Agent Aaron Hotchner. And she was also the one that anyone who cared to look would see pacing impatiently in the bullpen, waiting for the rest of her team to arrive so that she could ask them, Hey, do you guys have any idea what's going on? even though they most probably didn't, seeing as they would have gotten that information from her.
But since they weren't, she settled for taking a seat st Agent Derek Morgan's desk (which he wouldn't appreciate) and trying her hand at profiling the children.
Because that's what they were, really, just children, a boy and a girl. She didn't see much of the boy – he kept himself well-covered by the heavy black cloak he wore, but from a brief glimpse at his face when he thanked her no more than half an hour ago when she had deposited them in Agent Hotchner's office, she could tell that he was young. The girl hadn't covered her face, so it was easy for her to see that she was a very pretty Chinese youth, maybe sixteen year old.
They were close – she could tell by the way they walked, because her own team often walked the same way. And she could also tell that in whatever organization they were from (those were definitely uniforms they were wearing, even if they were slightly different), neither out-ranked the other and if they did, neither really paid attention to it. They were also strong – the tightness in their backs that was discernible even through the black cloaks they wore was akin to that in Morgan's. They carried themselves like adults, the kind that parents always want their children to become, with some sort of underlying and maybe unconscious grace and maturity and confidence that the girl showed when she asked if the two of them could please speak to Chief Strauss and Agent Hotchner in private immediately, because they had something very important to tell them.
Agent Jareu, or JJ as she was known to her friends, bit her lip in worry. She had just seen the boy shut the blinds. And those blinds closing meant something big (and usually bad) was going to happen.
"Hey, JJ, what're you doing at my desk?" And Agent Derek Morgan chuckled when she nearly jumped out of her skin. His mirth faded though when she told him about the children and the curtains and asked him if he knew something she didn't.
"It must be something serious," he said, casting a worried glance in the general direction of the meeting.
Just then, Arron Hotchner, or Hotch as he will be called from now on, stepped out of his office and swept the bullpen with his eyes. Spotting two of his agents, he said, "Is Reid in yet?"
"The kid's not in trouble or something, is he?" Morgan asked, switching immediately to the defensive.
"No, nothing like that," said Hotch. "We just need to speak to him."
"Are those kids bad news?" Morgan asked, not missing a beat, "Something going on that we should know about?"
The Chinese girl from before stepped out of the room as he finished his sentence and glanced between the three of them. "They might as well hear this too, Agent Hotchner," she said softly. She looked quickly over her shoulder as if to confirm something with her companion and continued with, "Besides, they look like they're going to find out one way or another."
The boy appeared behind her, still keeping his hood up and said, speaking softly as well, though his voice was more thickly laced with experience than hers, "It would be best, sir, that they hear this from the source and not mangled up by others. It's hard enough to believe as it is," he seemed to almost-laugh when he ended.
Not needing a second invitation, Morgan walked up the stairs, JJ quick behind him. Once there, the boy asked, "Are there others who are especially close to Doctor Reid here?"
"Three," Hotch answered promptly.
"Then we'll tell you the whole story when they arrive. It would be easier to tell you all together." They boy stepped aside and motioned for the others to enter ahead of him.
He shut the door behind them - JJ heard the lock click - and turned to the newcomers and looked up, staring at their faces instead of their shoes. The first thing that JJ noticed that she didn't before was the stark contrast between the boy's black coat and his hair, which was pure white, like the hair of an old man but thicker. The next was the jagged scar that ran down his face, a line of red against pale skin, and again she is struck by his age, or lack thereof, because he couldn't have been any older than the girl. "My companion, Lenalee Lee, and I are from something called the Black Order - I don't think you've heard of it, but we're an international organization and what we strive to achieve is for the good of everyone -" The way he spoke is laced with such sincerity that assures them that he really does believe what he's saying, "and we're here for Doctor Spencer Reid."
"And you are?"
He smiled, his silvery eyes lighting up, and extended a gloved hand. "My name is Allen Walker. It's a pleasure to meet you."
That's that. As you can probably tell, Doctor Spencer Reid is going to have Innocence. If you can't, then I just spoiled it for you. Anyway, what's done is done, so if anyone at all has a suggestion (or twenty) as to what his should be - and I mean type, appearance, ability, name, supernatural phenomena that happened because of it, and/or anything else you'd like to add - drop a review or a PM with that suggestion. If you don't, well, that's all right, drop a review or PM anyway and tell me what you though of this prologue. Also, this is unbeta'd, so if you found a mistake, point it out please. And if anyone would like to fill the position, PM me.