Rain
An Akame Ga Kill Fanfiction
Prologue
Disclaimer: This Disclaimer will apply for all chapters. I don't own Akame Ga Kill, Anime or Manga, or Doctor Who. I only the Time Keeper, his sonic screwdriver and his TARDIS.
A/N Note to all. This story does have an OC in it and I will say it, there will be Doctor Who references in this fic. However, this character isn't too much related to the Doctor Who story line apart from; He's a Time Lord (Or so he says), He has a TARDIS (It is stuck in the form of a red telephone box however. The windows are shaded in.), He has a Sonic Screwdriver (David Tennant's 'Day of the Doctor' screwdriver but with a red tip, not a blue one.) and he can regenerate. Basically all he has are similar traits to the Doctor but his personality and looks are different. There will also be little time travel.
You will not however have to watch Doctor Who to be able to read this fic.
It was a stormy night. The rain pitter-pattering on the roof. A dark stormy night in which one would expect some hero to casually stroll into a village and seek shelter, usually on some sort of quest, looking for a lost lover or trying to conquer some kind of beast. That's what most would have thought, but tonight that wouldn't be the case. In a rather well made wooden manor on the outskirts of the village slept a little girl with long blue hair, she slept peacefully after a long day of training under her father in the ancient ways of the northern tribes. She had planned to have a long rest and be ready for tomorrow's rigorous exercise and training, unfortunately that wasn't what time had planned.
*CRASH*
A mighty wood crunching sound awoke her from her slumber and she jumped to her window. Only to realize that her window wasn't actually her window anymore. In its place was a big red wooden box which spelt out the word 'Telephone' on the top. Being trained to never assume something as defenceless, she grabbed a sword with a golden hilt, a family heirloom that had been passed down to her by her father. She held it in a normal defensive position and spoke as demanding as an eight year old could.
"W-Who are you?" Honestly, it would have been pretty cute had she not been holding a deadly weapon. As if the box had answered, it opened and smoke flooded her vision. She coughed while waving away some of it, trying to see what was in the mysterious box that had crashed into her bedroom. All she knew was that her father would have a fit.
"*Cough Cough* Please! Help me!" She saw a man walk out, dressed in what appeared to be a formal suit, although without a tailcoat he was wearing a blazer over his dress shirt with his tie. The Blazer and pants were a dark maroon colour while his dress shirt was black. He tore off his maroon tie as he fell to his knees. His face showed he was in agony, probably in pain. He tore of the blazer as he tried to stand back up. He doubled over once more as he clutched his stomach. "AGGH! It hurts!"
"Are you ok?" The girl asked as she stood by him and tried to help him up. He took the help gratefully and put his arm over the girl's shoulders. "What should I do?"
"Just lay me down on the bed!" He yelled still in pain. She obliged and laid him down on the bed. He pulled up his shirt to look at whatever ailed him. The little girl looked too and saw a wound she hadn't been taught about. It was some kind of metal bullet that had lodged itself into his lower chest region and the veins surrounding it were a deep shade of purple.
"What is that?" She asked slightly curious and slightly grossed out. The strange man then pulled out a yellow metal rod with a red tip. He pointed the device at his wound and pressed a button as the tip lit up. Seeing as the device did nothing, he then tried to pull it out. Unfortunately that just resulted in a lot of groaning in pain.
"It's a stinger from a Scoraptor's tail. Fascinating beings really, half reptilian half scorpion. Hence Scoraptor. Like a scorpion and a raptor? Unfortunately it's barbed. I won't be getting this out. The poison's already spread… looks like it's the end of me." He said taking her small hand into his. "Thanks for showing the kindness to help. Not many do these days. It's always the humans, always curious, always kind."
Suddenly he let her hand go and walked, or staggered you would call it, to the box from which he came from. He shut the door behind him and left the little girl to wonder who that man was. She was however disrupted by a rather painful yell and the box letting off a yellow glow. Thank goodness her parents were out at a tribal meeting and wouldn't be home for a few hours or she and the man would probably be punished severely.
The glow from the box died down and the door once again opened. In the doorway stood a completely different man than the one she saw before but they both had the same crimson suit. "All right! Parts check! Hands, still ten fingers that's nice. Legs? Good, strong, running legs. Hair."
He pulled down his fringe to see that it fell to his chin. "Oh god! I'm a woman! And I'm blonde!"
"No you're not." The young girl stated. The man then felt for an Adam's apple on his neck and, when finding it, sighed.
"Good, I'm not sure if I could handle breasts with the running I do. Actually that's a little rude, forget I said that, that was rude. I'm very open now aren't I? Don't answer that, it was rhetorical." He then approached the little girl. "And speaking of rude, I never asked for your name or introduced myself. I am the Time Keeper but please just call me Keeper."
"I'm…" She stopped for a second to think. Should she tell this man who she was? What happened to the other man who was there before and why were they both in the same suit? "…not telling you until you tell me where the other man went."
"Oh, archived."
"Sorry?"
"Archived. In my big ol' noggin! Another life gone, jeez I'm getting reckless aren't I?" He then looked under his shirt for the stinger and found it was not there. "And the stinger's gone too! Thank goodness, that hurt a lot. I'm hungry! Where's the kitchen? Oh right, your name?"
"I'm… Carol." The Keeper patted her on the shoulder.
"Well thank you very much for helping me before, Carol. I was hurting a lot. It's good to see someone who cares about a stupid man like me." He then stood up straight as if remembering something. They both heard a growl as they looked at the man's stomach. "Oh yes, where's the kitchen?"
General Esdeath of the Imperial army was, in the opinion of the public, a bad person.
Actually, more like a sadistic, horrifying, mad, insane and unpredictable person. Not that she cared much on what anyone else thought. They were all worms to her.
Except for one… the one who she loved at first sight.
Yet he ran away. That was disappointing.
Tatsumi… the young blacksmith. Quite obvious he wasn't just a blacksmith thanks to his fighting prowess. However it mattered not, his identity. As long as she could clamp that collar around his neck once more. She wanted him all for herself and no one could say otherwise.
"CAPTAIN!" However one could definitely disturb her thoughts.
"Yes Seryu? What is it? I was thinking."
"I-I apologize Esdeath-sama but one of the patrol teams found something odd last night." The ginger girl stated, followed by her small Teigu Coro.
"Odd?" The blue haired woman asked. "Odd how?"
"They found; 'a big red wooden box that seemed to appear out of thin air!' They found it in the court yard." She quoted off of the paper she had in her hands. The general's eyes opened wide and she started shaking.
"Give me that!" She ordered as she snatched the piece of paper from the young woman's hands. On it was an artist sketch of the box with the words 'Telephone' printed on the top. "Show me."
"W-What if it's hostile Esdeath-sama?"
"Show me so I can take care of him myself!"
"Here's the kitchen." Carol said as the led the strange man known as the Keeper to the 'food making chamber' as he for some reason referred to it as.
"Yes, brilliant!" He then started raiding her rather simple kitchen; one ice box, one wood fire oven, one stove, a bench and a pantry which the Keeper was rummaging through. He pulled out an apple then took a bite of it. He hurriedly spat out the spherical fruit. "Eugh… Apples are horrid. Horrid, horrid, horrid. I don't want fruit, fruit's terrible. I want vegetables. Vegetables! Come on Carol, veggies! What have you got?"
"Well…" The little girl said approaching the ice box.
First they tried carrot. She gave him a whole unpeeled carrot to which he took a great big bite out of. However it was apparently a 'big, pointy, disgusting thing' and didn't like it because it reminded him of the time he was ginger. That was a bad life apparently. Secondly they tried tomato which he decided to take a bite out of. Seeing as he didn't like it, he pushed the bad stuff out of his mouth like a toddler. After a few more tries involving onion, avocado and celery, Keeper decided to take matters into his own hands. He stopped Carol as she brought out the final type of veggie they had, an uncut lettuce, and pulled a bottle of ketchup out of the pantry. "Lettuce and Ketchup. That's what I want."
A few minutes later showed the Keeper shoving ketchup lettuce in his mouth and the young Carol sipping on a glass of water. "Sooooo… Mr. Keeper?"
"Just, Keeper, dear." He said with a mouth full of lettuce.
"What is that red box of yours?" She asked, curiosity burning in her eyes. She needed to know how that box had crashed into her window, what its function was and how it made the man in front of her change completely.
"Well, it's a secret. I don't know if I should say." He said cheekily, applying ketchup to a lettuce leaf. The little girl frowned and looked at him.
"Please tell me, or else I'll have tell my father we had a burglar."
"Oh really? Well I guess I might spill." He leant closer to her and whispered in her ear. "It's a time machine."
"A what?" She asked
"A time machine, it can take you into the future or the past and anywhere in space as well!"
"Really? It's just a small box." She said folding her arms and turning away. The Keeper then stood up and moved to the door.
"Tell you what Carol, anywhere in time and space! Let's go!" He said looking as the young girl turned around.
"R-really?!" She asked excitedly. He shook his head as locks of his untidy blonde hair fell over his face.
"Oh I'm going to have to fix that! Hair should never be this untidy! And clothes as well, I'm in tatters! Literally!" He said eyeing his ruined suit. He then looked to the little girl whom he had befriended. "Come on! Don't just stand there Carol!"
The Keeper started walking to Carol's room and to his beloved box. He entered the door and the girl was about to as well until he stopped her. "Hang on! I need to get some clothes first! I'll be back in 10 minutes!"
"O-okay…" Carol said lowering her head. He then got down so they were head to head.
"Hey… don't look so glum. I'll be back soon I promise. Just got to get some new clothes. Chin up Carol!" He said smiling warmly as to comfort her. She smiled back and started opening some drawers. She stared as the man closed the door and the box started vanishing into thin air and her wall started repairing. She got a small bag and started filling it with a small amount of clothes, her sword and a cute stuffed dog that her mother had sewn for her. After she finished, she put her shoes on and placed her bag on the bed. Then she waited.
And waited…
And waited…
And waited…
And slowly drifted to sleep…
She awoke the next morning to see that the box wasn't there and cried silently until her mother came and found her for breakfast.
General Esdeath was mad. Very, very mad. Seryu had not seen the General so mad since Tatsumi escaped for the second time, which was an eyesore. But right now, she seemed well and truly pissed off. She then wondered how her beloved captain was associated with the strange box. Did it contain an unjust being that deserved a punishment worse than death? Did the box have some relation to a recent crime? Was the box a Danger beast that the captain had been trying to slay for years? The only way she would know would be to enquire it from the General.
"Pardon me captain, but why has this box got you so worked up about? Is it a being that has been avoiding the fair hand of justice?" The ginger girl asked as the two (and Coro who was being silently dragged long luck a ragdoll.) set out to the scene. The blue haired woman didn't avert her gaze however.
"The inhabitant has some… personal… matters to attend to. Namely with me." She said coldly as the courtyard came into sight. In the middle of the mass of soldiers gathered, was the red box in the artist sketch. Run, who had seen the general approach, ushered the other soldiers out of the way to make room for the General. She walked straight up to the box and looked at it.
"Captain, we have tried all measures of opening the door but it stays firmly locked." Run stated while Esdeath raised her hand. "We have tried lock picking, explosives and Bols' teigu but nothing has worked…"
Run trailed off as Esdeath knocked.
Just plain old knocking.
And the door clicked. Followed by the door opening.
"Hello? Did someone knock? I was refuelling and…" He stared directly at the blue haired woman in front of him. "Are you by chance related to someone named Carol? Little girl, eight years old probably, exact same hair colour and eye colour as you?"
The Keeper looked the same facial features wise but had a completely different hair style and ensemble. His hair was slicked to the right (Look at the first style Matt Smith had as the Doctor, except blonde.) with an obviously large amount of hair product. He was wearing a grey suit with a white dress shirt underneath, with kustom skate shoes and a black bowtie with white polka dots. "I said 10 minutes, I must have landed in the wrong place."
"15 years…" Esdeath mumbled out.
"Sorry?" The Keeper asked. He however did not expect the punch that followed, sending him staggering back into the box. The Jaegers that had gathered around had not expected such an outburst from their usually calm leader.
"15 YEARS! Not 10 MINUTES!" By this time the man had recovered and stopped rubbing his cheek that was surprisingly unbruised. The man looked up at the enraged woman, then down to a watch he was wearing on his wrist.
"Oh dear. It seems I may have miscalculated the time. So I guess you're Carol then?" He said standing up. "I apologize for my… tardiness."
"TARDINESS?! My parents thought I was crazy! And the one time that I needed help, you weren't there!" She said walking into the box which was noticeably bigger on the inside. However, spacial rendering didn't seem to bother Esdeath in the slightest as she was consumed by rage.
"Well… I-I am very sorry about that and-" The Keeper ducked as a pot of tea left on his ship console was thrown his way. "Hey! That was a perfectly good pot of tea! I was going…to…"
Both adults stopped what they were doing when Kurome suddenly came in on all fours like a dog and sniffing intently. She followed the scent she had picked up to the console on which a lone Jammie Dodger sat on a plate. Finding the source of the scent, she sat crossed legged on the floor, grabbed the jam filled cookie and took a bite out of it.
"...drink…that. That was surprisingly adorable." The Keeper said as the girl on the floor fell backwards with her eyes closed, appearing to have suddenly keeled over. "Oh my goodness!"
The Keeper and Esdeath rushed over to the girl and the man checked her pulse. Feeling a pulse, he sighed in relief and saw that the girl was smiling and drooling. "She's fine, just over loaded by the amazingness that is the Jammie Dodger."
The two adults then stood up looking at each other. The icy, blue haired woman then looked at the man with a sad look in her eyes. "I can't forgive you for what you've done. You made me seem like a fool in front of my parents, made me saddened beyond belief and showed me that you can't trust anyone."
"What? Carol-" He began but was cut off.
"Esdeath. That's my name now."
"But Carol was a fantastic name, like something out of a fairy tale! Esdeath sounds like a disease or something."
"And that's what I am Keeper. A plague that has taken millions of lives and enjoyed every second of it. I'm not the naïve little girl I was once before and I no longer believe in fairy tales. There are no happy endings Keeper, only bad ones."
"That's not true Car-I mean Esdeath, there are good endings and people who you can trust. You just need to search for them." He said trying to change her opinion.
"Tell that to the people I've murdered. They didn't get a happy ending. No one in this day and age will. We live under a corrupt government in which no one gets treated fairly, apart from those with power, and theft, executions, bribery, rape and other atrocities are at their prime. There are those that try and fight, but they are weak and the weak are crushed by the strong."
"That is a terrible thing to say! You are definitely not the girl I met before!"
"You could stay and fight with us Keeper, redeem yourself by fighting with the strong!"
"NEVER! I fight to protect the weak! It's my creed to not punish those who don't deserve it!" He said with rage filling his eyes. "GET OUT OF MY TARDIS! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!"
This made the icy woman flinch. She had tried to recruit him but their morals had conflicted too much. All she could do was do as he ordered and take the black haired girl with her. At the door of the TARDIS, she looked back at him and his big box. "I always though it must have been bigger on the inside."
As Esdeath stepped out and closed the door, the box started vanishing just like it had that night. If he had believed what she said about the world and his morals truly lied in protecting the weak, then she was sure they would meet on the field of battle as enemies.
'Unfortunately for you Time Keeper, we will see each other's faces again, but yours will be hanging off of the tip of my sword.' She thought as the 'TARDIS', as he called it, disappeared. Kurome, who was slung over Esdeath's shoulder, woke up and reached out for the box.
"B-b-but… that cookie…It was the best cookie I've ever had."
A/N So? How was it? Basically the prologue was to show the reason The Keeper will join the Revolutionary Army instead of the Empire's Army, establish a connection between the Keeper and another person, and to show who the story will loosely revolve around. Basically if you don't like OC or AU, then don't read. This story will be set just after The Island episode so that unfortunately means no Sheele or Bulat. Soz you guys. However no one else apart from those three has died yet.
For future reference, yes there will be ships. Some canon like TatsumixMine, some that aren't like WavexKurome (Even though it should be.), and an OC relationship, which I will not specify until it becomes blatantly obvious and I will need to put it in the description.