Lenalee's World

by Pax Agrona

One single change can rearrange a whole future, like a butterfly flapping it's wing's. What if Lenalee had taken other measures then suicide to get away from the Black Order? What if she succeeded? A look behind door nr 2. Will it be for worse or better?

Lenalee's World.

By Pax Agrona

Prologue:

The order was a dark place, and in this time of the year it was cold too, normally it was quit at time of the night but tonight not, something was wrong.

A little Asian girl in a black dress with black, almost green hair was running trough the stone hallways from a group of adults. It could have been a game of tag, if not the absolutely terrified expression on the girls face.

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She was running, her heart beating loudly in her chest, her legs were stiff and she seemed to get more tired as the seconds passed, behind her she heard screams calling her to stop but she knew that if she stopped running, She would again be sent to her personal dark hell within minutes. The thought alone seemed to give her a new boost of energy, and she got even more faster then before.

It had been so difficult to even get so far, and now she was here she wasn't giving up so easily, those damned THINGS that had separated her from her brother were finally going to HELP HER, she was going to go to her brother, and nothing or no one was going to stop her!

The train rails the exorcists often used were in an eye distance, she heard a sound that could only mean that there was a incoming train, her chance! But the screams were coming closer and her legs HURT so terribly!

As she got ready to jump, the train was going by and with her boots she had a chance of making it. She needed to make it! A hand grabbed her by her dress and for a moment she tought she'd fail, but under the stength of her jump the fabric of her dress tore.

But the train was going too fast and with a cold panic she realized that if she didn't manage to grab it, she was going to fall to her death. Adrenaline pumped trough her blood as her fingers managed to curl around the border of the train exhausted as she was, she was able to lift herself on the roof of the train.

The last things she rememberd before giving in to exhaustion were the rapidly dimishing screams of her tormentors ringing in her ears, the cold iron against her cheek and her finaly calming heartbeat.

She was so tired she didn't even register the fact that it was snowing for the first time in the year.

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In the cold night of 13 November on precisely 23:42, 11 years old innocence accommodator, Lenalee Lee escaped from the Black Order using her Dark Boots.

And so a ripple went trough the waters of destiny, and the future changed.

For better or worse.

Here begins our story.

"…So the little infant fell into a deep sleep…"

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(A/N: So, what do you think? Good, bad or horrible?

It's my First story since I was around 12 and wrote with drama dialogue, but that also means I don't have alot of experience so review and comment!

This story is somewhat of an experiment, it'll have little Lenalee as main character and will split from canon. Lenalee running in the place of trying to suicide. As this is experimental, I'm lazy and this is my first true story, updates can be slow or even nonexistent in worst case, I'm not going to give you guy's false hopes but hope at the same time I'm underestimating myself it's almost vacation inhere so big chance for at least one update.)