An: So this seemed like a fun idea. I thought it would be fun to purposefully stay up a little over 30 hours straight, and now you guys get the benefit! Or maybe this is way more like the consequences? Eh, what ever. This is a Leona story.
Disclaimer: Do you think someone who owned DGM would chose to stay up like this for the hell of it?
Time Frame: So this is going to take place in one of the few calm points in time before shit started to hit the fan canon.
Lavi, Allen, and a very pissed Kanda were all standing in Komui's office. The Order had gotten relatively quite recently, but everyone knew that the calm could never last, not with a Holy War waging, and Komui as the Branch director.
"I'll bet you all are wondering why it is that I have called you all here today," Komui dramatically turned around in his chair to face them, his hand carefully folded in his lap.
"What are you goin' on about Komui, isn't this for some kind of mission?" Lavi couldn't understand why the supervisor was acting so weird about the way he was presenting the mission all of a sudden. The fact that he was awake when they had all arrived was weird enough, and the suspicious greeting was totally unnecessary.
"Because, my dear Lavi, this is a mission that requires your undivided attention, and must be carried out to the letter with perfect precision. This is a mission that I am personally invested in, and there is absolutely no away that you can mess it up." Komui described the mission with a kind of urgency that was usually reserved for talking about death and protecting his little sister. Lavi suddenly had a very bad feeling about this.
"Just spit out what the damn mission is," Kanda was starting to lose his patience, and Komui began to smile.
"Well Kanda if you must hear it from my mouth it is a... security mission of sorts," he took three brown folders off of his desk and carefully handed them to each Exorcist.
"What are we securing that could possibly need all three of us?" Lavi's curiosity asked the question before he could open the folder.
"Oh well why don't you all open your folders at the same time and find out?" Komui's smile had grown sightly larger, but he seemed composed enough that none of them paid any mind to it and simply did as he said.
Which really was the first mistake made that day. Komui is only serious about two things. Missions, which he would not smile about, and sacrificing others for the sake of his little sister, which made him happy to no end. It shouldn't have taken a Bookman to figure that out. Especially since he only realized it too late.
Upon opening the cards a giant puff of purple powder exploded into the air, almost completely covering the Exorcists from head to toe, while Komui laughed from underneath a gas mask that he had magically slipped on when no one was looking.
The mission this time was extremely important, and surprisingly simple. Protect Lenalee from the hands of men was the only thing written on a single piece of paper in the now purple covered folder. The powder was a new experiment that should solve the problem forever.
The purple haze cleared and Komui was left shocked. The experiment was meant to simply turn the males into females, not cause the men to double! This was a horrible failure, a horrible horrible, horrible, disaster. None of Komui's experiment or projects had ever ended with such awful results.
An: So I almost fell asleep editing this, so if something seems a little weird about any part of the story, now you know why. Right here seemed like a good point to stop, for transitional purposes, so I did. Tell me what you think of the story thus far, I need to know if the idea is as good in reality as it seemed in my head. Peace out, see you next chapter.