A/N: Hello readers! I hate to use this excuse, but it is my first time uploading a story, or even posting a story, so bare with me. Chapter Updates come randomly, so be aware!

Disclaimer: I don't own Blue Exorcist/Ao no Exorcist or any of the characters (except the OC's, those are mine), but it is for sure the coolest Anime/Manga series I've read in a while.
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Almost Midnight.

A small black sports car pulled around the corner. Inside, was a man and a boy; a teenager. The man, with black, slicked-back hair dressed in a black suit with a dark red tie and sunglasses, sits at the steering wheel, not saying anything to his younger companion, who was perfectly content keeping silent. The teenager was looking out the window, a long, thin, bright red bag slung lazily over his shoulder. His dark navy hair fell messily into his bright sapphire eyes. He had on a pair of dark-wash jeans, a gray shirt, and an off-white jacket. On his hands were black fingerless gloves which appeared to be rather dirty from frequent use.

Suddenly, the older man broke the silence.

"Where do you want to be dropped off?" the man asked the teenager, not taking his eyes off the road for a second.

Suddenly being snapped back into reality, the boy turned to face the older man and answered, his voice cracking a little, "Up here is fine, thanks," and bent down, zipping up a small bag which he brought with him. Inside were basic necessities; a water bottle, a change of clothes, toothbrush, toothpaste, and three onigiris(1) along with a photo of what appeared to be three people, two younger children who appeared to be about the same age clinging to the sides of an older man, probably in his late 40s. They appeared to be laughing, all except the one on the right, who appeared to be trying to keep a straight face, but not with much luck.

The car slowed to a stop in front of a small patch of cherry trees, not their famous shade of pink, but a deep green hue, about to change color for the season.

Click.

The door unlocked and the bright-eyed boy started to get out, grabbing his bag and readjusting the bag slung over his shoulder so it wouldn't hit the roof of the car.

"Thanks for the ride; I really do appreciate it, Mister… uh… I don't believe I caught your name," he inquired,

The man turned to face the teenager, and took off his glasses in a rather dramatic fashion, Why'd he even have those on in the first place, it's so dark outside, the boy wondered.

"My name doesn't matter, I'm just glad to help." A smile seemed to flash across his face for a second, but it immediately disappeared. The man put his sunglasses back on, and looked back at the road.

The teenager shut the door, and started to walk away, when he heard a buzzing come from behind him. Turning around to inspect the noise, he noticed that the car hadn't pulled away yet, and the window had been rolled down.

The man had his glasses off again, and was leaning towards the window, motioning for the adolescent to come towards the car.

As he approached the car one last time, he noticed that the man had changed a little; canine teeth peeking out a little from behind his lips, longer and more pointed ears, and what appeared to be horns poking out from a little above his ears. From here, it was obvious that his eyes were a strange red-orange color.

"It's always a pleasure to be of service to you, young prince Rin-San." He said his voice more of a hiss than anything.

The teenager stumbled backwards and fell over; landing on the sidewalk, obviously startled at the way he was addressed.

The window was rolled up and a screechy cackle was only barely muted by the windows as the car pulled away.

There he sat, startled at the scene that just played before him, speechless, or rather, thoughtless.

Standing up, Rin dusted himself off, and picked up his bags stalked off, temporarily pausing to look up at the moonlit sky.

Yep, he thought to himself, it's definitely midnight.

Rin entered the park and started walking along, not knowing where exactly he was going. The park was illuminated with a few street lamps, probably from 30 years ago based on the pulsating buzzing noise that they gave off. The sidewalk was lined with trees, newly planted and still very small. Every so often, he passed a bench or a trash can, and even the occasional abandoned toy that a child might have lost.

After the events that occurred earlier that day, he was getting pretty drowsy, and soon was overwhelmed with a feeling of exhaustion. It wasn't all that long before it was taking all of his energy to even pick up his feet to move.

Getting desperate now, Rin was just trying to find a place, any place, where it was somewhat protected and a good place to rest.

Up ahead was a gazebo, definitely not what Rin had in mind, but beggars can't be choosy. The gazebo was shrouded in a flickering yellow light being given off by the street lamp right next to it, giving it a somewhat dream-like appearance. Rin entered the gazebo, and lay down on the partially rotted ground.

The hard ground was unforgiving on Rin's already sore and tired joints, but soon Rin fell into a deep, yet restless sleep filled with nightmares…

It was evening, and two boys around the age of seven were swinging on a swing set, when an older man in glasses walked up to the brown-haired one and said something in his ear. The boy's eyes grew wide and turned his head towards the navy blue-haired boy. The brown-haired one stopped swinging almost immediately, and jumped down, landing with a thud on the ground. He slowly started to back away, and then hid behind the older man. Confused, the blue-haired boy stopped swinging too, and stood up. He stood about fifteen feet away from the man and the boy. Slowly, he reached out his hand and took a step towards the two. As soon as his foot touched the ground, an explosion of blue flames bellowed out from around the blue-haired boy.

Flash.

The blue haired boy, still only seven, was sitting, shivering, inside a locked cage. Whenever he touched the edges, it burned almost like an acid. Having been kept in this cage for only a week, the boy still wasn't used to his new "Home", and was convinced he was in Hell, despite what the men in white told him.

Flash.

Now the boy was twelve, and was starting to look more like a devil than a human; small horns budding from a little above his now elongated ears, pointed canine teeth, a black, swooshy tail, and talons that could cut through almost anything. He was being subjected to multiple gruesomely painful tests done by the same strange people dressed entirely in white.

Flash.

The boy, no longer a boy and now an adult, was almost completely demon-like now. Living in what could literally be described as hell on earth, he exited a palace made of obsidian, where the sick and injured demons came to rest up at. Now, however, there was a war raging on outside of the walls. Suddenly, he was at the front of the attack, battling a person with whom he recalled having known some previous time, probably before the men in white took him away for what could have been forever. The two fought on, a skilled exorcist using guns against the blue flames of Satan.

Flash.

Blood everywhere. The person who the demon was fighting was standing over him, pointing a gun at the demon's face. Suddenly, the demon remembered who this person was.

"Yu-Yukio?" the demon mumbled as he lost immense amounts of blood from what appeared to be two open wounds near his stomach and gut area.

The brown-haired exorcist, although growing weary from the long battle, remained unphased, holding his ground before addressing the demon on the brink of death under his foot.

"I'm sorry, Nii-san."

Bang.

Rin woke up, startled by a loud bang that resonated from somewhere to his left. Forgetting where he was for a second; Rin leapt up and surveyed his surroundings. To his left, where he thought the sound came from, there appeared to be nothing except a small field covered in what was probably dew surrounded by a group of trees. To his right, a small stream trickled over some rocks and into an eddying pool of water, causing the calming sound of running water to fill the air.

That's right, he thought, rubbing his stiff neck; I'm not in the monastery anymore. Heck, I don't even know who I am anymore, the adolescence thought.

Remembering where he was, Rin stretched, and with his tail not hidden by his shirt anymore, resembled a cat waking up from a nap.

Rin yawned, and took a few blind steps to the outside of the gazebo. He must've not gotten a lot of sleep, for the sun hadn't even risen yet, but the sky was beginning to show signs of rose-fingered dawn, and was a little brighter than when Rin had fallen asleep.

Rin turned back around to grab his things from the gazebo. Once he was inside the Gazebo, he noticed that the place was actually older than it appeared; floor partly rotten, multiple places in the roof needed to be patched, and quite a bit of graffiti. The one that caught his eye, though was directly above where he walked in. It was a bright blue color, a little darker than Rin's eyes, and said, "青の悪夢" (2).

Grabbing his backpack and bright-red bag, he started to wander towards one of the benches he passed by earlier so that he could have a quick bite to eat before continuing on his exploration of this part of town.

His stomach rumbling, he sat down on the slightly damp bench, and opened his backpack. Fishing out one of the onigiri from inside the depths of his backpack, he took the wrapper off of it, placed it on the bench, and put the onigiri on top. Clapping his hands together, Rin quickly said, "Itadakimasu," (3) and started to eat.

Before long, he was done eating and just sitting there with nothing to do other than watch the water swirl endlessly in the pool. Rin leaned back, and rested his elbows on the back of the concrete bench. Looking up at the ocean-colored sky, he sighed, thinking about what life would be like from now on.

The bright red bag rolled off the bench, snapping Rin back into reality. He bent over to pick up the bag, and noticed a small silver coin hidden in the long grass. Picking up the coin, he brushed off the dirt that had collected in the coin's tiny cracks. Upon further inspection, he noticed that it was an American coin, about the size of a 100 yen coin.

After looking at it for a little while longer, Rin shoved it into his pocket and looked at the bright red bag in his hands.

He looked around, making sure that no one was able to see him, and slowly removed the red cloth from its contents. The bag, now lying on the damp ground, no longer was hiding its contents; a beautifully designed sword, known as both Kurikara and Koumaken.

Rin carefully inspected the sword, being careful not to unsheathe it, and slowly reached out his right hand towards the hilt. Gently, he grabbed the hilt of the sword, and with his other hand, grabbed the navy blue sheathe that covered the sword.

No one's around, Rin thought, only this once, just to make sure it's not all just a horrible lie…

Rin unsheathed only a small part of the sword, closing his eyes and hoping that it really was just a lie gone awry.

As soon as the glistening silver of the sword was visible to the world, billowing blue flames engulfed Rin. His ears elongated (almost three times as long as they should be), and canine teeth longer and sharper. His sapphire blue eyes now had a wild look to them, and his tail flicked in an agitated manner.

Not entirely anticipating this, Rin quickly put the sword back and then back into the red bag. Dusting himself off, he picked up the backpack and slung the red bag over his shoulder once again.

The bench where he had just sat now had scorch marks around where Rin was seated. After quickly surveying the damage, Rin started off again. Before he had even gone five feet, what could have possibly been the worse thing in that situation happened.

The voice of a young girl, about a year or two older than Rin, echoed from behind him, "Did you just see that?"

Then another voice, a tiny bit higher and somewhat sing-song sounding responded, "I don't think it could have been…"

Finally, a third and final voice, nasally and heavily accented commented,"I dunno what cha' sayin', but I know wha I saw."

Expecting the worse, Rin turned around. As he did, he noticed the figures of what appeared to be three teenage girls a little ways behind him.

Shit, Rin thought. He was sure no one was around him when he drew the Kurikara. Then again, it is still rather dark out, and a sudden source of light would be easy to see.

Expecting the worse, Rin started to walk towards the three figures in the distance.

(1): Onigiri- a small rice ball. It usually has seaweed around the base. It's extremely common and really good.

(2): 青の悪夢-"Blue Nightmare" (according to Google Translate, which I don't trust)

(3): Itadakimasu- Pronounced "Itadakimas", but written as "Itadakimasu". It's kind of like a blessing that you say before eating; only it's like you acknowledge those who made it possible for you to eat the food and less of thanking a God.

A/N: This was the final update of this chapter. Onto the next one! I really am trying to stick to a plot, and will try to stick to it as much as possible. Thanks for putting up with the random updates!

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