Blood exorcist English

by animefanxD

After see his father been killed over his eyes kumiko awake as a vampire.She try away from the exorcists but it is forced into True Cross 5 years after.What will Mephisto plans for her?And why Amaimon wants to make hers his wife!Has been corrected betause

1. Chapter 1

Blood exorcist (English)

Chapter 1

DAD!

Dad please hold on! A-an a-ambulance! AN AMBULANCE!

Ku... Kumiko, listen, s-stay away from... th-the exorcists

D-Dad…? DAAAAD!

I woke up suddenly with a scream, choking on my own tears.

It's funny how I always change things a little while dreaming.

At first I felt scared, thinking that I had awakened the other members of the

household, but then I laughed to myself and adjusted my dog's collar so that

the badge did not bite into my skin.

"There's no one here anyway...

My name is Kumiko, Kumiko Yagami. (Yes! Like the one from Death note.)

I guess I should start at the beginning.

I'm 16 years old. I live with my aunt and uncle, my 'legal guardians'.

They were supposed to be taking care of me—these past five years. But they

went on a business trip after a month, and I haven't heard from them ever

since.

I don't care; it's almost better this way. I'm much better off without them,

being alone makes my life easier.

My father died when I was eleven. In a road accident, or at least that's what

was communicated to the general public.

It's funny how that day began as the best of my life.

"Today is a special day!" I said to myself getting up.

Usually, Dad and I don't do anything on weekends.

My father, Kaito Yagami, is always busy, but I don't care.

I'm very proud of him because he is an exorcist; he's like... some kind of

super hero!

Fighting the dark with a bible in hand!

My dad says that mom was the best dragoon in his class, I would have liked to

know her, but she died giving birth to me.

I've never seen him work in person, but I've seen a lot of movies.

The weird thing is the demons—well, I don't mean that they are weird, but

that they don't look anything like the ones from the TV.

I guess that for people who can't see them, it must be hard to imagine one.

"Kumiko, we're leaving!"

My father's voice takes me out of my reverie.

"Y-Yeah!"

I get out of bed at once and hurry to wash my face.

Just as I was halfway of putting my I love NY shirt on, I stopped.

No, wait, dad told me to look elegant.

I chose a red skirt with matching shoes, and a white blouse.

After looking in the mirror and deeming myself presentable, I brushed slightly

my chocolate brown hair, which matched my eyes, until it cascaded evenly down

my back.

I sigh, I should cut it one day now.

I ran down the stairs and looked around, upset at not finding my father

there.

I guess he must already be waiting for me in the car.

Indeed, he's waiting for me inside the black minivan.

His features get accentuated serious when he's angry. His black hair is

slicked back, like every time he goes somewhere important.

I looked at him guiltily and sat in the back seat, closing the door behind

me.

"We're already late, you know?" He huffed annoyed.

"I'm soooorry."

Luckily his anger never lasts long.

"Where are we going, dad?"

"To the True Cross Academy," he seemed more focused on finding the right way

than in me, but I prefer that to getting lost.

I frowned.

"The what?"

"True Cross Academy. I'm going for a job interview. You know, if they accept

me we can stay in this house, we wouldn't have to move, and we could even

spend more time together, would you like that?"

My eyes brightened at the thought of seeing him for more than 2 hours a day,

so I nodded effusively to show my enthusiasm.

The academy was as big as a city. Somehow, all the buildings looked a bit

messy and meshed together to save space.

However once we reached the main gate it looked like a perfectly normal

entrance.

I wonder if it really is a school for exorcists, well that and if dad will let

me visit him at work (I take for granted that they will accept him).

My father stood in front of me, then turned around, hitting me in the face

with his black robes.

He looked at me kindly and said, "Kumiko wait for me under that tree right?"

I made a face.

Frankly I have no desire to wait under a tree; I could have stayed home for

that.

Besides, how long would I have to wait?

His eyes wouldn't accept any answer other than:

"Fiiiine, but are you going to take long?"

He ruffled my hair with his hand and laughed.

"Not at all. It will take me no more than an hour." He began to walk away,

"And do not move!"

I watched him until he entered, and, with a sigh, went to the ample shade of

the aforementioned tree.

I sat on the mowed lawns and leaned my back against the bark.

I look up and lose myself in the sky, blue but with some passing clouds.

Anyway, it can't take that long... right?

1 hour.

2... hours.

3 hours! But what is he doing!

Geez, it's time for supper.

I never had patience for this kind of situation. Not even for the line at the

movies.

"Ahhh..."

"Hello!"

The sudden intervention made me jump and I ended up on the floor.

I looked around for the owner of the voice, but all I could find was a small

white dog with a polka-dotted white ribbon around its neck.

It was in front of me and looked at me, with curiosity and interest? ...A

dog?

Now that I look closely… this dog, it looks different somehow.

Now that I look closely… it's cute! Moreover, I have to try my best not to

pounce on it and hug it.

"What are you doing here?"

My eyes widened in shock.

The dog... just talked... but that's not possible. Dogs can't speak.

Unless this dog... is not a dog.

Now I am looking at him curiously.

Should I answer?

"Me! Who are you?"

The dog was a little surprised, like he had just remembered something.

"True, that was rude of me. My name is Mephisto Pheles," he put one of his

paws forward and lowered his head, looking like he was bowing.

Frankly, it would have made no difference to me if he had told me his name was

Will Smith.

The point was that he was a dog... and he was speaking.

I couldn't help but stare him in amazement.

"I- I am Kumiko Yagami... nice to meet you." I also bowed my head in

greeting.

I stared at him for a while, analyzing him, although I have the impression

that he was doing exactly the same.

I dared to appear rude by breaking the silence with an uncomfortable question,

but in my case (for my safety) required.

"Are… are you a demon?"

He narrowed his eyes a little, but didn't seem upset.

"I'm an exorcist; more precisely, I'm the principal of the academy."

My eyes widened, and I held my breath.

An exorcist, this dog? And moreover, the principal, and my father's boss...

Was he pulling my leg?

I dismissed that possibility quickly, something tells me that right now he's

not lying.

"S-Seriously?"

"Yep~"

I frowned.

"I didn't know that exorcist could become animals," I added, still not

believing him.

"And they can't, I'm a special case," he said nonchalantly.

"Ah..."

He curled up beside me and looked at me.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm waiting for my father."

"Your father?"

"Yes, he was supposed to have a job interview a while ago."

If he's the principal why didn't he know?

"Well, that's going to be a problem, you're going to have to wait some more,"

he said bored.

More!

"Why?"

He frowned, as if it was the world's stupidest question.

"The interview is with me, and I'm here."

"What? Why don't you go? It's been 3 hours!"

"Bah, I don't feel like it..."

Can someone tell me WHAT KIND OF PRINCIPAL IS THIS?

I was going to argue with him, but I felt that it wouldn't do any good.

"Would you like to come with me to an amusement park?"

And again, in a state of shock.

"Eh?"

"It will be fun! I haven't been there in a while, but I don't want to go

alone... what do you say?"

Is he serious?

Should I or shouldn't I? Dad told me not to move, of course he is still

waiting for this dog, that maybe never will go.

At any rate, Mephisto didn't give me time to answer.

"Ehhhhhhh..."

"Great! Follow me!"

He leapt up and started walking.

At first I didn't move, somewhat dazed, but, after thinking about it for a

moment, I followed.

We didn't go very far, we went the front of the academy until we ran into what

looked like a storeroom door.

Okay, it's official, he's been pulling my leg.

"Take the key and put it in the lock."

I'm surprised he was able to articulate so well with that key in his mouth.

I took it cautisouly, and put it in the lock as he said.

I opened the door.

At that moment we were indeed in an amusement park as if by magic.

It was huge, it had a roller coaster, a Ferris wheel—everything!

You could barely hear under the noise of the rides and the other children.

My eyes roamed through the other attractions and food stalls, as well as all

the booths, as if they were the most wonderful things in the world. In fact,

at this point in my life, they were.

I discovered Mephisto enjoying my shocked expression.

"Welcome to Mephy Land~!"

I almost can't believe all that is happening.

Wait a moment...

"'Mephy Land'? Sounds a lot like your name, right?"

"That's because it is MY amusement park."

And, yes! In shock again

It seems that this guy loves to make my jaw drop every few minutes.

"So... where do you want to go first?"

I looked at him with determination and, with bright eyes, pointed to the

monumental roller coaster that stood out from the entire park.

Although the line could be compared to one from one of those teen stars'

concerts, Mephisto insisted in skipping it, earning murderous looks from all

the other children.

I don't know which surprised me more: that they let us skip it or that they

let the dog in.

And in the first car no less!

Just when we reached the summit, and were about to suddenly descend, I could

not help shouting what had long been evident.

"THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIIIIIIFE!"

And it didn't end there.

We rode the Ferris wheel, entered the Haunted House (which wasn't scary), ate

takoyaki (although I had to feed them to Mephisto, as he has no hands), and

ice cream.

I was oozing adrenaline from all sides!

I couldn't stop smiling, without knowing why.

However, I started to feel worried when I noticed that the sun was beginning

to set.

"He,y Mephisto... I think we should go back, it's getting late."

He scowled.

"Oh, whatever."

I quietly bid farewell to the place when we turned back. I wish I could stay a

little longer.

Wait… wait a minute!

I hadn't told my father where I was going, and I don't think he kept waiting

for Mephisto.

Those thoughts were beginning to form a ball in my stomach just when we walked

out to the front of the academy again.

Don't be angry, don't be angry, please don't be angry!

My father was standing under the tree, visibly overwhelmed.

Before I could announce my presence, he saw us ran toward us.

"Kumiko!"

His cry startled me.

But he didn't hit me, just hugged me tightly, leaving me unable to breathe.

"Where have you been? I told you not to move! My God, I thought…!"

Dad had never reacted this way before.

His heart was beating loudly. Now that I think about it, why do I hear it so

clearly?

Never mind that.

I get the feeling that something happened while I was gone, something very

bad.

"I-I'm sorry... it's just that me and Mephisto went-"

"Who?" He cuts me off abruptly.

He let go of me and I took the opportunity to point at the little white dog,

but he was suddenly surrounded by white smoke (which came out of nowhere), and

then a man appeared, with the strangest clothes I had (and have) ever seen.

From bottom to top, fuchsia boots, stockings with pink stripes, baggy white

shorts, a white jacket with pink buttons; a cape, white on the outside and

purple on the inside; and a big white top hat adorning his purple hair (his

beard was also purple, so it isn't a dyed).

Yes, in shock again.

He looked very, very, very bizarre, but somehow it was not unpleasant. He

looked... fun, in a way.

However, apparently my father didn't think so.

"You..." He whispered menacingly.

I looked at them one at a time; my father a hateful grimace on my face,

whereas Mephisto smiled, looking amused and carefree.

However, there was something in his eyes that I didn't like. His green eyes

looked at me with a little too much curiosity and interest—expectant. It

reminded me of someone looking at a chrysalis waiting for the butterfly to

appear. I didn't like it.

"Kumiko, we're leaving. Say goodbye."

How odd, what about his work?

I decided that it wasn't the time to question him.

"Thank you, Mephisto. It was great, thank you very much!"

I gave him a quick hug.

Dad looked at me like that time I petted that cat sniffing in the trash.

He abruptly grabbed my hand and pulled me back to the parking lot.

"Wait a minute! You can't go without presents!"

Presents? Hadn't the amusement park been enough?

He removed his hat, revealing a spiky strand of hair, with yellow at the tip

which is twisted into a small spiral. It was funny.

"Eins, zwei, drei!"

After a small "poof", he took out a (pink) bundle from his hat and handed it

to me.

"T-Thank you!" I smiled from ear to ear.

"Don't thank me, you'll need it."

I frowned at his statement.

I wanted to ask him about it, but my father grabbed me (literally) from the

waist and carried me away.

It was not until we arrived at the car and he placed me on the seat that he

let go of me, more smoothly than I had expected. He secured my safety belt,

sat on the driver's seat and drove off.

It wasn't long until the trip became the more uncomfortable one I ever had.

Neither of us said a word, we didn't even look at each other.

I wanted to open the gift, but I knew it was not time (and I would open it

when I was alone at home).

"Weeell... how did your interview go...?"

He gripped the steering wheel tightly.

"It wasn't necessary. I encountered that man a little earlier."

"Ah."

Mephisto didn't mention that part.

"Kumiko... when we get home there is something I have to tell you..."

"What?"

"You see..."

CRASH

A truck crashed into the front of our car, I didn't have time to scream.

I was vaguely aware of the car sliding, and we ended up upside down.

My head was spinning; my heart was pounding, loud in my ears.

I could hear voices, but from my current position I could only see the smashed

hood.

It wasn't just voices but also… shooting?

Now that I look, my father is not here.

I have to get out.

The belt was stuck, so I crept out of it and crawled through the roof of the

car to the door, which fortunately had been torn off.

Some glass shards got stuck on my arms in the process, but I didn't feel them;

all that mattered was getting out.

My father was shooting nonstop to some dogs that looked half- rotten, like

something out of a zombie movie. Certainly disturbing.

There was another man at the back; dark-haired, thin, and with horns and a

tail. He was possibly the driver of the truck. There were many of those little

black demons surrounding him.

Dad kept shooting and shooting, but the monstrous animals kept coming one

after another.

He seemed to notice my presence.

"Kumiko, get back in the car!"

Taking advantage of when he turned to face me, one of the dogs jumped up and

bit his right shoulder mercilessly, he screamed and let his gun fall to the

ground.

"DAD!"

"My, my, my, look who we have here."

The other man, no, the demon grabbed me by the collar of my blouse before I

could even scream at his unexpected closeness.

He stared at me for a while, and then he started laughing like a psychopath.

"I can't believe it, I'm a damn lucky! Who would have thought that I would get

you on the first try?"

Me? Was he looking for me? Why?

Fear wouldn't let me think enough to seek the answers to any of those

questions.

I couldn't speak, I couldn't cry, hell, I couldn't even move!

My head was spinning.

So much that I hardly noticed when the demon partially tore my neck and I

began to bleed.

The pain stirred me up a little.

I couldn't hide a look of terror and disgust when I noticed that he was

licking the blood from my neck.

"It's you! I can stop wasting my time then. We're going-"

He let go of my blouse, grabbing me by the hair to make me look in his

direction.

Tears of panic began to fall down my cheeks.

Please! H-help, help…

"Don't touch her, bastard!"

Dad barely managed to get up and charge against the demon. But he was faster,

much faster.

He pierced his chest with one hand. The blood sprayed on my clothes and face.

My father remained standing for a moment; there was so much blood, in the

corner of his mouth and in his chest, beginning to form a red stain. Then he

collapsed with a gasp.

I couldn't believe it.

This can't be happening.

My vision became blurred by the tears.

"D-Dad?"

The demon laughed. Laughed!

"Stupid exorcist!"

Stupid… He just called him stupid.

It was at that moment. At that moment, I knew that something inside me broke,

broke into pieces.

I know that girl was me, but I didn't really know what I was doing, or how. I

was only slightly aware of doing it.

My hand moved, fast and accurate, and grabbed my captor's wrist.

I squeezed and squeezed until I heard it break with satisfaction.

Then I stood up and kicked him in the abdomen, hard enough to send him flying

several feet back toward a tree, which was knocked down when he hit it.

I looked into his eyes, only to find him confused and bewildered; frightened.

"Those eyes... Get her!"

Rotten Dogs started to come at me from all directions.

But I didn't care, I was faster and, with only my arms and legs, capable of

crushing their heads and tear them half.

Any normal person would consider it disgusting.

I didn't. I liked—no, loved the feeling of their flesh giving without

problem, destroying the target; but what I liked the most was the blood.

Oh God, there was so much blood!

But it still wasn't enough, I wanted more and more.

My foot brushed against my father's gun on the floor. I picked it up and

smiled sadistically.

Shooting was much easier than I had imagined.

Also, my aim was magnificent. I could hit the nearest targets without

problems, but also the most distant, even some dogs that were coming from a

mile away.

Somehow, my eyesight had improved; in addition to seeing the most distant ones

as if they were almost at my side, I could see each and every one of their

veins if I focused enough.

It wasn't only my eyes, my ears and my nose had also improved.

I ignored these new discoveries and focused on shooting.

I kept shooting even when there were no bullets left.

I was a little disappointed when it ended, but a black haze quickly sprouted

from my hands and covered the gun until it turned black.

The bullets came back, but they were different; lighter, but at the same time

they had more power and were heavier.

I finished all the dogs in a short time, and then I turned my attention back

to the demon, who lunged at me as fast as he could.

I knew that a normal person wouldn't have seen it, but as I said, my eyesight

has improved.

I dropped the gun and inwardly cursed my height; I was forced to walk

backwards a little in order to gain momentum.

Just when he was a few inches away from me, I jumped, supporting my feet on

his chest and piercing his heart with my arm.

An eye for an eye, I thought.

I pushed his dying body backwards, using it to somersault and disengage my arm

at the same time.

I looked back at the body. Now... he looked like a normal human, but frankly I

didn't care what he was.

I can't hear his heart so he must be dead.

There was so much blood everywhere, on the floor, my clothes, the corpse.

Suddenly I couldn't think of anything else.

Moreover, I'm... I'm... I'm thirsty.

I'm very thirsty.

"Kumiko..."

It was like waking from a dream, as if my consciousness had sunk and now had

returned to the surface.

Dad.

"Dad!"

He had managed to push himself up using the wrecked car as support.

His heart sounded very slow, weak.

I ran to him and knelt beside him so I was able to look into his eyes.

He was having trouble breathing, and his eyes were half closed.

N-No way. Dad is... is…

Tears flooded my eyes again, but this time they were from pain alone.

"Kumiko... What I… what I wanted to tell you…" He couldn't finish his

sentence, assaulted by a sudden cough.

I shook my head, unable to stop the tears.

"D-Don't talk! Y-You'll tell me wh-when we get home."

He extended his right hand, so I could grab it. His arm was rotting, because

of the injury he had received. He held his breath, preparing to speak.

"Things, things will never be the… the same again. You'll stop sleeping at

night, you'll want to do so during the day... it's possible that you won't...

in the mirrors… you'll be much more…"

He was interrupted by another coughing fit, stronger than before.

"I don't understand! What do you mean?"

"The package... t-take it."

Without even stopping to think about it, I skillfully maneuvered myself inside

the car and picked up the package, which surprisingly had not been damaged.

In fact, I did understand. All that has happened, what I have done, could not

have been done by a normal person. But I didn't want to face it.

However reality hit me, when I was about to get out I saw myself reflected in

what should have been at one time a windshield.

I didn't stare at my blood or tears, but at my eyes. Bright red, with pupils

that were much longer than those of a human being. Also, my ears were a little

more pointed than I remembered, but only slightly. I couldn't help opening my

mouth,in surprise, but in doing so I saw that my teeth were much longer,

like... fangs.

It was too much, too many things to be assimilated at once.

My God, they were red... red as blood.

Blood...

No! I have to go to my father!

I crouched beside him again, cradling the package protectively against my

chest.

"Whatever it is, wear it at all times, you hear me? D-Don't... take it off."

I nodded the best I could, unable to stop crying.

"You have to put it before they come..."

Another fit of coughing.

A more thorough analysis revealed to me that his lung was filling with blood

at an alarming rate.

His heartbeat was becoming slower.

Suddenly, he looked with all the intensity he could muster, as if he had

remembered something vital.

"Ku... Kumiko, listen, s-stay away from... th-the exorcists…"

And those were his last words.

His heart stopped, he closed his eyes and then he was just... gone.

"D-Dad…?"

"DAAAAD!"

I stayed like that, perfectly still, for at least an hour.

Slowly I remembered the package in my arms.

Like a zombie, I unwrapped and opened it.

A pink dog collar rested inside; it even had a badge, but the inscription was

in another language.

I asked no questions, I didn't wonder why he, of all things, gave me this.

I just clasped it around my neck. In the reflection of the windshield the

girl's eyes were chocolate brown again.

The funeral was held the same day, later.

There were quite a few people; they all smelled different but, at the same

time, the same. Everyone had their own particular scent, but all of them were

human, or at least most of them.

I didn't know most of them, but I felt uncomfortable knowing they were

exorcists.

They gave me their condolences and words of comfort. But no words left my

mouth; I was nothing more than an empty and broken doll.

Dad's body was placed inside the coffin.

Everyone bowed their heads as the priest mumbled, I didn't.

Truthfully, I didn't even know what I was doing there.

I looked up and saw how they put the coffin into the ground.

I wonder if he's comfortable in there.

When it ended, I had to endure each and every one of the attendees giving me

their condolences.

I simply nodded with my head.

Although there was a man who caught my attention me, he was also an exorcist,

blond, with glasses and a beard. But what really caught my attention was that

there was a child beside him, around my age or maybe a year younger. He had

dark hair and blue eyes, glasses and some freckles.

He looked at me sheepishly, like he didn't dare to approach me.

I'm a little shy too, I thought.

He smelled different, although I don't know why.

"Accept my most sincere condolences."

He was very serious (of course) but upon realizing that I had noticed the

other boy he smiled a little.

"Aren't you going to say anything to her, Yukio?"

Yukio looked startled for a moment, and became embarrassed when he noticed he

had to speak.

He went very rigid and blushed.

"H-Hi... I mean... I-I'm very sorry."

"Thanks..."

I surprised myself when I found the strength to speak.

"I am the father Fujimoto, me and your dad were old friends, so if you need

anything just tell me, Kumiko."

With that said, he ruffled my hair affectionately and left.

He reminded of dad a lot.

I won't cry, not in front of so many people.

More and more people kept coming. Until finally the last one arrived.

It's curious, how he wore the same extravagant white outfit. It made him stand

out from the mass of black.

"My most sincere condolences," said Mephisto with a slight bow.

I frowned and glared at him.

'Sincere'?

His heart was beating much faster than the others, indicating that he was far

happier than they were. Almost excited, I would say.

But there was no need to listen to his heartbeat to notice. I could tell by

his expression, he looked pleased with himself and a bit curious.

Somehow I know he knows I know.

"What are you going to do now, Kumiko-chan? If you don't want to live with

your aunt and uncle, you could come to True Cross Academy. Because you want to

become an exorcist, am I right?"

I could, I wanted to say so many things.

I could have said no, that it was my father's last will, I could have

complained that he was almost happy at my father's funeral, I could have asked

him about his encounter with my father, I could have asked him about the damn

pink collar!

But still I said nothing of that.

"You smell different..." I said without thinking, but it was true.

Mephisto was completely different from the other people in that room.

He smelled better.

He stared at me for a moment, curious, but the smile never faltered.

"Another time perhaps."

He began to walk away.

"You look good in pink, you should wear it more often~!" He said with his back

facing me.

It've been 5 years.

AN: Hi everyone !XD

So here is the chapter one re-writed by Darkangel-LD (thanks you very very muchhh TTvTT)

She will be corrected the chapters so have a BIG hug !xD

Hope you like,^_^

R&R