Okay. So this is my first fanfic! Yay!
Please read and review so I can make it better!
Prologue
It's quiet out in a small town in England. A lone figure walks quietly in the shadows of the buildings. A black coat helping him blend in as he searched for the one he was looking for. A unique silver star crest with unknown lettering on it shone brightly as the moonlight reflected off it, the symbol of an exorcist. He heard a noise in the house he was in front of and hid in an alley as the door opened.
In the doorway stood a young girl, around his age, staring out into the darkness with an annoyed expression on her face. The boy sucked in his breath, trying not to make a sound. Knowing that there would be nothing there, she turned around and went back into the house. The boy waited a few minutes, before running past the house.
Then, directly in front of him, was a creature floating in the air, huge and menacing. Its face, looked as if it was screaming in pain; screaming for blood. Its guns pointed in every direction, showing the exorcist it had no idea he was there. Its black pentacle, symbolizing it's betrayal to God, shone on its forehead. An akuma.
The same pentacle that shone red on his forehead. He smiled slightly as he watched it come closer to him, oblivious. His left eye gave him the ability to see the poor, helpless soul attached to the akuma; giving it power. The exorcist hid calmly, waiting for the akuma to find the piece of Innocence or the person compatible with it, an Accommodator. He watched as the akuma slowly moved past him, and back to the house of the girl who opened the door.
The akuma pointed its long guns at the house, and slowly got ready to fire. Before it had time to, the exorcist shot up and cut it in half with his sword, making it explode in a huge bang. He put his sword back, and put his coat arm back on. He looked one last time at the house before running off back where he came from. The Black Order.