My first new story. 'Nuff said.
Berlin: 1881
I looked around, not seeing anything, but feeling everything. I felt the pain, the wrath, the misery caused by the Noah, I looked at my hand, all that was left was the bone, and even that was stained black by the akuma's poison…. I fell down onto the cool, hard ground, and death overcame me….
Berlin: 1882
I woke up suddenly, all I could remember was being thrust down from heaven by god, even though I gave my life for him, I looked around, I was in a coffin…I kicked a hole in it, and soil filled it up, Soon after I dug out of the coffin, I took time to look at myself in a nearby pool of water, my skin was pale white, my eyes blood red, my hair, grey. I was still wearing my black order uniform though, I removed my glove, like before I died, the hand was skeleton, though something was strange about it, the bone was black and had gods cross carved in red on each of my fingers. Invoke. Wings sprouted out of my back, and a cross appeared next to me. Guess my innocence is still fine, I wonder why they didn't take it. The first thing that I decided to do was fly over to the black order headquarters and rejoin.
At the headquarters
I went up to the gatekeeper, he looked at me and went pale white, "Hey gatekeeper, I know it's been a long time, but could you open up for m-" "NO!!!" "GO BACK TO YOUR GRAVE BEFORE I CALL THE GAURDS!" I flew away, I didn't want a fight, or the trouble. I flew into a forest nearby and sat on a stump. I heard some footsteps and moved around to see the person that was coming up. It was a boy, no older than me, he had white hair and a scar on his eye. He looked at me, "A new exorcist? I suppose you're going to be his replacement. "No I'm not, I'm still the same man I was before I died." The kid looked at me strangely, "Then prove it!, he demanded. I took off my glove, Nothing was left but the bare bone, but it was still enough to give him an idea of who I was. He shook his head in disbelief, "That's impossible… "You died at- "the Berlin purging in 1881, the first time the Noah of suffering, Azin, showed his ugly head and wiped out 20 exorcists." His eyes widened, "I have to tell Komui to come right away!"
One discussion, Interrogation, and fistfight later.
"No way…" A bruised Komui said to me later, your innocence must've revived you.. by the way, it has changed since you first time your innocence was documented, your wings are more demonic, and you have a cross instead of a spade…" "Well, innocence does change after a while am I right? Guess it's weak now, no training for a year, I can't believe it!" "What the hell?! You're more focused on training than that you're a zombie now!" Allen piped in, "Well, yes, I'm probably rusty from one year in the grave, so first thing tomorrow I'm training, If you have a spare bed, that'd be nice! Soon after they introduced me to the room, I put my innocence on the wall and looked at myself. I was growing a cross shaped scar! It was small right now, but I was a little worried, but I was mainly tired. So I jumped onto the bed and slept.
