AN: Yeah, new story. And it's JasdebixOC. Not to mention, the OC is male. So it's yaoi!! Yay!! Don't like yoai, or boy x boy relationships, don't read. You have been warned. And just to be nice, I posted my OC's profile.

Name: Orin Galaxy

Age: 15

Hair: Hip length, black with a purple sheen, straight

Eyes: Silver with violet specks

Skin: Coco powder tan

Gender: Male

Race: Half human, other half yet to be revealed

Abilities: To be revealed in the story

Disclaimer: I don't own D. Gray-Man. I only own Orin.

Monster!

Demon!!

DIE!!

All that yelling… the words just blurred together. Everything hurt. And the pain wouldn't stop, as the beatings kept coming. They kept hitting and screaming at me. My supposed friends had turned on me, my parents had announced their hatred for me, and everybody was attacking me.

The pain was getting worse. Black spots danced across my hazy vision as blood dripped from my mouth. The last thing I remember is the attacking mob starting to scream and flee from something.

- - - - - -

Tyki Mikk stared down at the panicking humans. The akuma he'd brought with him attacked and chased the fleeing villagers.

The Earl had asked him to come out to this wayward village and pick up a special child. Exactly who that child was, Tyki had no idea. But seeing the mob attacking somebody brought back memories of how he and his fellow family members were treated as children. Actually, people still treat Rhode like that. As the humans continued to scream and run from the level two and three akuma, Tyki stepped off the roof of a nearby house and walked over to the unconscious figure that the villagers had been attacking.

Lying on the ground was a boy, around fifteen years of age. He had tan skin about the shade of coco powder and his hair was straight and went to his hip. Of course, right now that was a guess since his hair was splayed about his knocked out form right now. His eyes were closed, obviously. He was wearing a tattered long-sleeved t-shirt that was stripped black and white. He had ripped black jeans that clung to his legs and had holes all over. His feet were covered with worn black boots. Blood was splattered all over his clothes and anyone could see the bruises and deep gashes all over his body. Wrapped tightly around his neck was a sharp piece of wire, that was cutting into the skin and probably cutting of his oxygen. Tyki knelt down and pulled on it a bit, managing to get blood on his gloves, but also loosen the wire. The boy's breaths were shallow and getting raspy.

Tyki examined the boy a bit. He was getting a familiar feeling from him. Like that of a Noah. This must be the 'special child' the Earl was talking about. Carefully, as to not jar his injuries, Tyki picked the boy up, bridal style. With barely a glance, he left the village, appearing at the castle where he and the others lived.

AN: Okay, it's a bit short, but hey, it's just the beginning. The chapters should get longer. And please excuse me if the Noahs are a bit out of context. My first DGM story.