This will be my second D. Gray Man fanfic! Yay~ I hope it's going to be better than the first or at least get more reviews than the first.

Note: the couples are going to be AllenXOCXLavi mainly with a side of KandaXOC. I know that I use these couples a lot but I really have a bunch of ideas for these three. :)

Actually this is gonna be one of my new year's resolutions. Write a long fanfic that will get more reviews than my PH story!

First of thanks to xXxWolvesInTheNightxXx for the encouragement! Love ya~ ;9 This is the stori I promised.

Now the second; the summary=)
Fayth Blackthorn has been an Accommodator of her Innocence for as long as she can remember, always under her mentor's, General Hellewise, guide. A mentor who has been dead since she was accepted as an Exorcist two years ago. Now back from a long mission she returned to find her Home a whole new place, all because of this one, new boy Allen Walker. A boy who gives her a lot of nostalgia for that matter. Things only starts going downhill from there onwards. Dreams from her past begin to haunt her. She's forced to release powers that her Teacher told were only for emergencies. Then their meeting with the Noah, when Road finds a familiar face on Fayth. What is her connections to the Noah Clan? Why was Fayth's Innocence's power sealed in the first place? And what is her birthmark spreading trying to tell her about...

Well this is as good as the sum's gonna get. I can't put everything into just some sentences. I promise the story's gonna be much better.

Another Note: the stained glass scene, it's just like one of those from Kingdom Hearts. Hee hee X)

Update: Couples been changes. It's now LaviXOCXTyki still KandaXOC though

Ok, then here it goes. Wish me luck XD

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EDIT 3/16/15: It's been two years since my last update on this story. No lie, I feel bad about not being able to upload for this. I love this story and it will have an ending. Just not sure when.

For now, to make up for the lack of activity with this story, I'm planning on reediting this story. Not a full on rewrite although some minor scenes might be deleted. But as of now, it'll be some interior design change for this story. More clarification, I'm hoping. So I'll get to it and leave any knew AN's in the end.

Chapter One

The Child of Ages

"Do we have a deal...?"

Her tiny feet ran through the raining streets. She could hear the noises of the creatures that had found her yet again. She had tried time and again to run away from them but it was all a waste. They had first found her in her home back in America. Even when she crossed the Atlantic over to another continent, they seemed to know where she would be. From where she docked on England up her way to Italy, her last stop here in Genova at the shores of the country. She was used to running but the rain and her wet, tattered clothes were beginning to weigh on her small eight-year-old body down. Not only that but her auburn, thigh-long hair was starting to pull her down as well.

She couldn't fight them. Besides the fact that she didn't know how to, she was too tired. So she kept running and running, her bare feet hitting the puddles of dirty water that splashed all around her. At stepping on one, her foot slipped underneath her and tripped her face first, eating gravel and dirty water.

"Where did ssssshe go?" She recognized that noise from afar. It was one of the two creatures that was following her. It had the shaped of an overgrown lizard and was of a sandy color.

The cat-like creature that had been accompanying it turned around the streets and finally spotted the girl. "Gotcha now!"

She didn't wait to turn around and see them. Instead she rose to her feet as best she could and continued running but she could hear the beasts closing in on her. Approaching ever faster. She turned a corner but only to find herself at a dead end. Her breathing was shallow as she turned every way possible trying to find a way out. A way out that didn't exist.

"Trapped like a moussse," the lizard creature hissed and made her turn around to face them both. One stationed at either turn of the exit.

"We'll have a feast when we turn you in," the cat creature called as they began to close their distance to her even more.

She couldn't get away. She let her knees buckle beneath her, letting her fall onto the dirtied streets. After all this time of avoiding them and escaping with her life, she was caught because of a stupid dead end. She cringed her eyes shut in a last attempt to escape.

Please. You've helped me before. Help me now!

Suddenly a screeching scream came out of the creatures. Opening her eyes, the girl recognized the greenish light that always came from her body. The light emanating instantly killed the monsters and turned them to stone as they vanished to dust. She was panting heavily, trying to calm herself down. She'd done it again. Somehow she had gotten away with her life. She sighed her nervousness away as she shakenly rose to her feet once more. She'd need to think about what to do about tonight. Where would she go to sleep and avoid the rain.

"Found you."

The creepy voice whispered from above the wall behind her, making her look over her shoulder. The little girl wanted to run, to scream, but neither happened. She was petrified. She couldn't move. But before she had a chance, the creature suddenly received a slash from behind and exploded in mid air.

The explosion sent a cloud of heavy smoke around her. She covered her tiny face and cough. Once it had dissipated, she opened her eyes to see that something had landed a few feet away from her. It was a little person that didn't seem to stand past her chin. When he turned towards her, she finally caught a glimpse of her savior. A pumpkin, or at least his head was. His pumpkin head was carved with a scowl that sent a shiver down her spine. A tattered old cloak covered his body with only black, little boots showing beneath and white gloves holding two swords the length of his body. When he moved again she notice joints...of a doll? Was it a...puppet?

"What the hell," the pumpkin cursed—his mouth moving—as he placed his black and white left sword over his shoulder. "I thought there was more than the puny Level 2." At noticing her, he suddenly aimed his right sword of opposite coloring as the left at the girl's neck making her go stiff and give out a frightened yelp. "Are you one of them?"

She shook her head vigorously as she tried to at least speak in her defense with a tremulous voice. "T-T-They tried to kill me! A light!— A light killed the two before that one."

"Not good enough kid," he warned while raising the left sword to attack her. But before he was able to land his hit, a pale pair of hands grabbed a hold of the puppet, lifting it in the air.

"Now, now Jack. We don't do that to innocent people." The gentle voice of the woman that spoke above his curses took her by surprise. The girl glanced up at the person who had arrived and whimsically blushed. The woman before her was beautiful. She had long straight hair of a platinum color to her ankles. A black coat was over her clothes. A uniform that was black with gold trims covered her body. Her eyes were what mesmerized the girl the most. Her eyes were a stark amethyst that seemed to catch her every move and even capable of bearing into her soul. They were so different from her own. From those dark orbs the color of metallic sapphire. When she smiled her way, she felt like she was in the presence of an angel.

"I saw you exorcise those Akuma beforehand with your Innocence. That's why I sent Jack over to finish the job when I notice the last one sneak behind you."

"You sent me cause you didn't want to move your lazy ass to finish a sneaky Level 2," Jack mumbled under his breath only to get jerked by the woman. He cussed at her, making the little girl a bit uncomfortable but he quieted soon enough.

"Akuma?" The girl's voice wasn't as shaken as before when she asked trying to process all the information given to her. Her fear had slowly transpired on to confusion with a tinge of curiosity. "What's an Akuma? And what is Innocence?"

"Akuma are weapons born from the grieve of people created by the Millenium Earl and Innocence are the only thing that can destroy Akuma and set the soul trapped inside free," the woman explained with the patience of a saint. "Innocence is only given to those chosen by God, His Apostles."

"God...chose me?" she inquired confused, tilting her head at the woman. Her eyes shifted downward before adding on. "Akuma kill people. I've seen them before."

"That they do to get more powerful and evolve," she clarified her confusion. "God's Apostles chosen to bear the Innocence fight in the Black Order and bear the name of Exorcists. Exorcists are the people who rid the world of Akuma."

"Could I—" the girl said curiously while playing with her fingers. "Could I become an Exorcist? I mean since I used that Innocence to kill Akuma too."

"A brat like you? Ha!" Jack mocked with a condescending smirk. "As if!" He, in return, recieved a smack from the woman to make him quiet once more.

"Would you like to?" the woman proposed while stretching her hand out to the girl. Giving a smile to the woman, she took that warm yet pale hand that started to lead her on. "My name's Avalon, child. Avalon Hellewise, one of the Generals of the Black Order."

"My name's..." the girl hesitated a little bit. "I don't have one—a name."

"Then how about giving you one now," she offered with a grand smile. The girl's eyes wondered a bit to the pumpkin doll that was now let down to walk on its own. "Think about it, what would you like to be called from now onwards?"

"Fayth," she said after some thought. "I've always liked how Fayth sounds."

"Then—" she said as Jack clanged over to Fayth's neck and got a piggyback ride from her involuntarily. "Nice to meet you, Fayth. You'll be my apprentice from now onwards. How does that sound?"

"Yeah!" the girl called out cheerily.

"This isn't working," the now ten-year-old Fayth shouted, exhausted after the noon training with Jack the pumpkin doll.

"Of course it's not you punk ass cunt," Jack cussed, a thing that after two years of traveling with her Teacher she had gotten use to. "Not if you don't put your heart to it."

Since their first encounter they had been traveling the world in search of other accommodators like themselves. While in their travels, Hellewise had forged a weapon after extracting the raw Innocence out of Fayth's body. Hellewise has had training in forging and had made Fayth's Innocence into an axe hand sword the length of her arm and the width being even larger than her body. Her hair had been tied into a ponytail to keep away while they trained. For the time they were situated in Germany and for the while that the General went out to search for accommodators through town, the two were out training.

"But I am Jack, that's the problem," Fayth countered back with a grimace. "I'm trying the best I can but once I start getting tired my Innocence keeps getting heavier and heavier."

"That's because of the lack of training!" Jack reprimanded with a shout. He clicked his tongue at noticing how jumpy the girl still was. "You need to hone that synchronization with your weapon. Once it reaches a decent number somewhere in the eighties, it'll turn out to be a piece of cake."

"Eighties, huh?" Fayth sighed overthinking the subject. It was a couple more hours before their session was finished and Jack had called it a day. Now that dusk was beginning to hit, it was time to return. Soon both arrived at the hotel that was reserved by the General. Jack had gone to sleep which by Fayth's terms was quite odd for a puppet. She, on the other hand, had no wishes of falling asleep. Not if it meant seeing that again.

Attempting to keep herself busy, she started doodling. Anything. From dogs to cats to people. Her head started bobbing back and forth, her eyelids becoming heavy. She was still awake when it was already past two in the morning. The General wasn't back yet, and she was still drawing. But before she saw it coming, sleep took over as she drifted off.

A stained glass platform.

The moment she opened her eyes, that's where she found herself...yet again.

The platform itself was round and the image etched upon the glass was made of intricate patterns. The sleeping figure of a young woman with long, raven black hair wearing a simply white summer dress laid portrayed in the middle of the glass. Raising her hands, with a gold, engraved bracelet on her right, she cupped the upper circle and her bare legs and feet together swayed to the left slightly showing the lower one.

Around the inside of the platform were six smaller circles spread evenly, each touching the ends of the platform. The top most one had the outline of a natal cross star all of it painted in a darkened gold with a tan background. On the lower left one was the outline of a stemmed iris flower. On the lower right was the white depiction of a spiraled staircase. On the upper left was a open book with blank pages. On the upper right was a music box with crescent moon engravings at the sides. The last one at the bottom near her feet had the full circle being the picture of a needleless clock with roman numerals. Around the platform in a column were much small circles with lined out buttercup flowers in them. The background, behind the woman was that of a starless night sky with dark clouds outlined in white thread; they seemed to be decorations on the starlit night sky. The whole stained glass had the main color of golden shades.

She would always find herself in that platform. No matter how much she looked at it nothing meant anything to her. Nothing had any meaning to her. She didn't know the woman. She always stood there in the middle and as always the short pedestal appeared in columns of greenish light alike the one from her Innocence. Three pedestals spread about near her each holding afloat three items. The one in the left a tattered old book. The one on the right a small bouquet of thyme flowers. The one on the top middle was a strong sword.

She would always dream this: being in this platform and seeing these things.

The time to make a stand is soon to arrive.

At hearing that sound, her head snapped around in search for the source but finding naught. Then it spoke again.

What will you choose?

To take wisdom in your hands and walk the path set on by decisions?

To take power in your hands and force away the past to forge a future?

Or take courage in your hands and face what is to come bravely for that future?

But then what will you choose to loose?

The knowledge of that past?

The strength to break free of that unwavering war?

The valor to end it once and for all?

Then again what will you send into oblivion?

The truth of the being you named 'Fayth'?

The qualifications that would allow you pride?

The bravura to safeguard that which you love?

To these three questions you have but to give one answer and you will be forging your path. With what you choose to obtain, loose, and destroy you will be creating your path.

This will be a decision only you can make...

Child of Ages

General Hellewise arrived at three in the morning that day picking the child up and placing her in bed, covering her up. "What's the prognosis?" she asked with a whisper as she stood over the pumpkin doll on the sofa.

"She's a pain in the ass, for one," Jack commented while stretching himself as he stood back up. "I had to wait for six hours before she went to sleep. I went all stiff because of it too."

"To the point, Jack," Hellewise prompted as she began packing their stuff.

"Her rate so far as to what I can see is barely over 54%," Jack explained to her getting out his swords and polishing them. "But it's a hell of an improvement considering she was as low as 2% when we found her."

"She's improving very well," Hellewise agreed. "And barely ten years of age, quite impressive."

"Not as much. I sense something wrong with this kid, Avalon," Jack scowled at her.

"What do you mean by wrong?" Avalon questioned not really wanting an answer.

"Don't know but something's definitely off," Jack confessed while going on to stand beside the bed of the sleeping brat. "Her eyes creep me out, for one. Another thing—" he pointed out at the kid with his sword. "Her Innocence...Why was it inside of her body? She isn't a parasitic-type, you said so yourself and yet it found a way to safeguard itself inside her body. Haven't seen or heard anything like it before."

"There is always room for change," Avalon said taking her coat off.

"And the oddest thing of all—" Jack said pointing both now at Avalon. "Is that you haven't reported her to Central or Lee. What I really want to know is why?"

She smiled and sat on the sofa he had been lying on just a short while ago. "I have only four who have agreed to being in the Elites. A fifth one would guarantee a team with efficiency to say the least. She's it Jack." She overlooked the pumpkin doll to watch the sleeping child. "I want her to be the fifth Elite. I will train her myself so that she can attain such position if I have to."

"Why just her?" Jack asked very confused. "None of the others came from your mentorship. You got one from Tiedoll's. Two from Cloud's. Another from that crazy hag, Madame Baba. The Elite have always been apprentices of your ways, never of your powers. Why choose the kid over the rest who had way more potential?"

"Because I can sense that this child will make the difference in this war." Having answered his question, Hellewise simply rose from her seat and left the room.

Jack walked over to the sleeping child and held his swords high aiming at her. "Why you? You're just a lowly, homeless girl. What makes you so damn special?" The girl suddenly began tossing and turning and finally faced him with a sweet yet lost expression on her face. Jack hesitated for a second then withdrew his weapons. "You're not worth my time. Not yet anyway."

Yep this is the first chapter! Yay! I hate introductory chapters! But love writing them anyways :) Still I think this'll probably take another chapter MAYBE two. just maybe.

Please review! I love to hear what people think 3

AN: Well, it didn't change much folks cx Then again this is only the first chapter. Hopefully the grammar is better and the sentences flow smoother. For now that'll be it but I'm hoping you'll look forward to this reedit.

Hoped you enjoyed, hope to hear from all you soon, and stayed tuned for the next chapter :D