Hello everyone! This is my first story so far! I do hope that you enjoy it and make any comments on what you think of it! I really do appreciate it if you do send me reviews on it. I will be asking questions on what to do next in this story but I already have an idea for chapter 2… Please do enjoy!
~Mija~
The Destroyer of Time & the Bringer of War
Prologue
My name is Clair Mean. I am an exorcist. Even though I carry that title, it doesn't mean that I work for the Black Order. I know about it, I was chosen to be an exorcist, but I just don't know where to find it. How do I know that I am an exorcist, you may ask? I was born an exorcist. Both of my arms are capable of turning into deadly weapons. It was a cursed gift given to me by God. I fight akuma by myself with no master. I trained myself to protect not only myself from akuma, but others too. I was an orphan when I was little. My parents both died when I was small and I turned them both into akuma. I killed them both again with my anti-akuma weapons. I knew there was a reason why my arms were a solid black and why there was a reason to wear gloves all of the time. No one came to save me that day and I was all alone. Both my eyes can see the forums of akuma that wait to kill. I may not see the souls of the akuma, but I can see with both my eyes and determine if it is or is it not. I can see them like x-ray vision. The akuma appear orange to me and I once spotted a Noah. How did I know? They didn't appear gray like a human or orange like an akuma, but purple like another being. To my surprise, they didn't challenge me.
I now walk the roads by myself in a small town in Italy. The exorcists had come here before but I wasn't known then. I hid from them and tried not to make a scene. Now, when akuma start to pop up, I just go and destroy them before anyone else notices. They might not have noticed me, but I noticed them. I hide myself from the world as I destroy akuma. I have been called the "silent angel" in these cases. No one knows about me and I never show my face. That all changed today.
I silently walked down the path I usually take, except I was going in the opposite direction. My long black skirt dragged the ground and I kicked it under my feet as I walked. A scarf covered my head so no one could see my face and mainly my eyes. Long white gloves covered my arms preventing the blackish-kind-of-greyish-brown skin from showing in public. This was my curse; to walk around with gloves on my hands and a scarf on my head. I didn't belong here at all. I knew where I needed to go, and I was headed for there at the moment. I was headed for the Black Order. I figured that I could at least look for it and go and claim my rightful title as a full-fledged exorcist. Either that or just run into a group from the Black Order. Either way or I would end up at the Black Order anyways…Unless I got lost.
I entered the woods and I slowly released the scarf from my head. My curled blonde hair fell to my shoulders and the only black part of my bangs fell to my eyes. I pulled up the black strands and tucked it under the rest of my blonde bangs. I looked into a puddle nearby the path and saw the reflection of my vibrant green eyes and the blue markings on my eyes. A circle was above both my eyebrows and was connected to a line that ran down my eyes. A star was also placed just underneath my eyes with more lines followed under it. My face expressed symmetry except for my hair which had been parted to the side. My face was pale except for my markings and my pale-pink lips. I stood up strait and studied my figure: skinny at the waist yet broad at the top. It seemed like I had no chest at all. My white button down shirt was baggy on me but was held together by a tight fitting vest and a cloak-like jacket. The jacket matched my skirt and seemed to blend well making a nice layered look. My black boots hid under my ground-length skirt and away from the world. I was almost nearly perfect, except for my face.
I stood up strait again and continued my journey into the woods. A few minutes passed before I noticed something. I didn't pack any food and I was starving. I shrugged it off and kept going. Ten minutes passed by before I knew what was going on. Stupid me, I got lost. I walked around some more for a few more minutes until my eyes had activated.
In the distance, where I was headed for, I saw the orange figure of an akuma. By my reflex, I sprinted into action ready to destroy it. I picked up my running pace and reached an opening. With my blue-ringed eyes, I saw more akuma headed my way. My arms had activated into sword-kunai like forms and I had leaped forward. But, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a blue figure. I knew who it was. It was another exorcist.
I slashed the first akuma and the other exorcist came from behind me. "Get down!" They yelled. Hesitant to look, I obeyed their command and I dropped to the ground. Their voice echoed through my head. This person is a guy. I tried to look back but they were gone. I heard many explosions from the akuma so I dropped my head and buried it into the ground. I waited for the commotion to stop and then looked up.
"Ack!" I jumped up and stepped back. "Hey, are you okay? You look startled." He said. I didn't answer, but studied him. He had spiked reddish-brown hair that was held up with a bandana. His one eye was an emerald green while the other was covered up with an eye patch. He had on an orange scarf which seemed to be out of place. But what stood out to me the most was his uniform. He wore the uniform of the Black Order.
"Um, uh, I'm alright. This usually happens. Heheh…" I mumbled a little. "Say, are you an exorcist? Yours hands, they turned into anti-akuma weapons just like Allen's." He said squinting at me. "Who's Allen? And, who are you?" I asked back glaring. "Heh. My name's Lavi and one of my fellow exorcist friends name is Allen. Hey, you still didn't answer my first question." "Well, I am an exorcist but I have no master so I basically trained myself." I said to him. His expression changed to look interested. "How do you do that?" He said. I smiled. "I don't know…" I half mumbled, half whispered. "Say, I didn't catch your name." He told me. "Oh! Well… It's Clair. Clair Mean. But I'm not mean at all!" I said as a joke. "Haha! I just hope so!" Lavi said smiling. He mumbled something but I didn't bother wondering what it was he said. {Getting out of the story right now. What Lavi mumbled, if you are curious, was 'strike!' In the Japanese series, Lavi says 'strike' whenever he sees a pretty girl etc.} I smiled back at him. I looked around to see if anyone else was around. I looked around worried for a second wondering where the others could be, if there was any.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Lavi asked me. I turned to face him. "Well, aren't there supposed to be other exorcists. I mean, you couldn't have come here by yourself." I stated. Lavi turned around in a circle as if he was looking for others like me.
"That's weird," he said, "Kory and Allen was here with me before we split up. They should be back here by now." We looked at each other for a second and then headed for the woods. I raced up a head Lavi excited to meet more exorcists. As I ran faster, I started to feel weak and I crashed into something. Only thing about it was that thing was actually someone. I opened my eyes and I saw a boy with white hair, gray eyes, and a similar red mark on his left eye. My eyes widened as did his and I thought, this boy… Could he be?
End of chapter one!
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~Mija~