Hey peoples. This is my first story yet so i hope you like it. I'm sorry for any misspelling or any names that might be wrong. Reviews would be lovely. Constructive criticism would be great but flames are okay too. Just don't expect an answer to flames. It may be a while until the next chapter but it will eventually be posted. Any ideas are also welcome. This is also the disclaimer. I own only the plot there. Now sit back and enjoy.

There was an explosion followed by flying rubble and Allen Walker landing not as softly as he would have liked from the blow of Tyki. He wasn't the only battle locked exorcist either. Lenalee, Lavi, Kanda and Krory were all fighting different Noahs. Tyki was not taking it easy either as he still held a grudge against the white haired boy. Sure said boy was a general now and all of the exorcists' powers had increased but so had the Noahs'. Allen's snow-white hair that was now usually tied back with a ribbon was coming loose and flying everywhere. He dodged another one of Tyki's attacks and in return sent him flying. All of the exorcists were in bad shape but they could never give up. Not now. They had too much to lose. Of course if he had taken a closer look at all of the Noah, none of them were doing too well either. The exorcists had originally come to the site because of a strange innocence possibility. It was already in a crystal form but it was like it was sleeping until buttons on a circular panel were pressed. Then it would activate and cause a portal to form within a ring made of a strange material. The material seemed to somehow be compatible with the innocence and was going to be studied by the exorcists and had been for a while until the Noah showed up. That was when the battle had started. Allen had become a general and was going to be in charge although that was only on paper. All of them had grown but that hadn't stopped Lavi and Kanda from continuing to call him Moyashi. Tyki was thrown through a wall of the building and Lavi and Lenalee came through a cloud of dust from yet another collapsed wall. They were supporting an unconscious Krory and were followed by a very badly injured Kanda. Despite the severity of his injuries he was healing quickly. All ready the leg he had nearly lost was steadily losing the limp. Even though he had miraculous healing abilities the injuries that were covering his chest where his non-existent shirt had been were going to leave pretty bad scaring. His hair had come down from its pony tail and was out of order so that if the situation had been any lighter both Lavi and Allen would've made comments on his femininity but as they were currently in the middle of a huge battle neither said anything. Before anyone could say anything the ring spun into life. A geiser of blue substance shot out of it and then the substance settled into a shimmering pool of blue. However, just as what looked like a small robot came through the wall of watery substance, Tyki shot towards them with demented eyes and a killing intent so strong any normal person would have been on their knees in no time. The exorcists, though were far from normal. Although he was probably aiming for Allen it was the navy haired samurai that was hit, full force, in the head, crushing his skull in an instant. If it hadn't been for his regenerative abilities then he would've died on the spot. Allen switched to the Crowned Clown and used his Clown Belt to grab the samurai's body. Lenalee was crying heavily and shaking but was somehow managing to stand fairly steady. "Don't worry. He's alive." That was what he said but what was going through his head was, Damn it Bakanda! You had better not make me a liar! "Lenalee, take him!" He shoved Kanda towards her and then shifted to his other form. He blocked the Noah's attack with the broad side of his sword and then parried with an attack of his own. He was in trouble as he was becoming exhausted from the battle quickly. Tyki too was beginning to show signs of exhaustion as he was breathing heavily. "You cheating little bastard… will… die!" He leaped towards the young General that was prepared for him and both poured almost all of their remaining power into the final strike. Both fell backwards on the spot after a few moments, covered in blood. After several moments the heart shaped door of Road appeared and out stepped the girl. "Why is it that you have to fight each other, Tyki, Allen? In the end the blessed family must remain divided forever." She sighed as she picked up the fallen Noah. She deposited Tyki within the depths of her door and then turned back to Allen who was still lying on the ground. She leaned down to his ear and whispered to him so only he could hear. "I'm sorry I can't be with you. I love you but I love my family too. Maybe one day we can be together, I hope, but not right now. Byebye, Allen-kun." With that she kissed his forehead and for only a moment let the pain she felt inside show through her eyes but it was soon masked again with the very real concern she had for Tyki. Then she left through her door with one last, longing, look before disappearing with her door. Despite his current state, for the first time he felt a spark of pity for the girl Noak. He would have thought about what she had said longer but he was distracted by the pain of his injuries. Against the will of his screaming body, he forced himself to stand and to move towards Lenalee and the others. "Allen…" He tried to paste his usual smile on his face in an attempt to comfort her but it faltered as he was losing a large amount of blood and his knees collapsed. Suddenly their attention was drawn to the large box-like robot that had rolled through the ring during the fight by a voice coming from it. "Clear!" Then a group of people came through the water-like substance wearing strange clothing. Lavi rose into a battle stance to face the newcomers unsure of what side they were on. They were all carrying guns but they weren't pointed at them for the moment. One of the people called to them. "Don't worry, kid. We aren't going to hurt you. Come with us and we'll help you." The Jr. Bookman glanced over at his other four comrades, three of which were out cold. Then he looked over at Lenalee. They didn't have any choice. As much as he hated to admit it, they had no choice but to trust these strangers to help them. If they didn't get Allen and Krory help fast they might not make it. So, albeit with reluctance, he nodded and relaxed his stance before walking over to pull Allen onto his back and help Lenalee support Krory and Kanda. "If you're going to help then help me carry these three." Two tall men came over and lifted the Count while a woman with short blonde hair and a man wearing glasses gingerly lifted the samurai. Then the group of rag-tag exorcists were led and, in some cases, carried through the ring by the team that would later be identified as SG-1.

It had started out as a normal enough day at the SGC. They had just discovered a wall with a gate address. The ancients left it with no description but, "the place of the deserter." It was strange for the ancients to be so vague about it but when they went to look it up in their data base they found that it wasn't in the system. So, they set up a mission to visit the world. As was customary they sent the robot through first to see if there was a DHD but what they saw had all the viewers in silence. A group of teenagers were all grouped together and looking like they had been through a serious fight. They all looked like they were barely standing at all and indeed, two of them were supporting a third. Then, out of nowhere, a huge black figure slammed into one of them and smashed him against the wall. In response the one with white hair suddenly seemed to be wearing what looked like a clown costume. Bands extended and wrapped around the one that was slammed into the wall and pulled him towards them, before shoving him at the only girl among them, who caught him and laid him down. Then the clown costume disappeared and suddenly the boy held a sword again and met the figure that was now rushing towards him with an attack that was obviously holding a lot of power behind it. The boy braced himself and countered with an attack of equal power. They collided and then both fell. From the camera view they were almost positive neither had survived. Then a girl with dark purple hair and grey skin stepped into the view out of nowhere. She picked up the figure that had been attacking the children and placed him somewhere out of the camera's sight and then she whispered something into the white-haired boy's ear before kissing his forehead and disappearing again. They were sure that the boy was dead until he rose slowly and approached the group. Every step he took was undeniably forced and his breathing was labored. He just got to them when he collapsed. After about two minutes it was clear the battle was over. "SG-1, get them and bring them here. Get a med team to the gate room!" The team hurried through to the rubble strewn room of a battle field towards the group. The boy with red hair and an eye patch faced them and fell into a battle stance with a massive hammer resting threateningly in his hand. The whole team was astounded by not only the extents of their injuries but by just how young the group was. The eldest had to be the red head or the boy with long navy hair and he had to be twenty at the best but the youngest couldn't be any older than eighteen. The one exception was a man that appeared to be in his thirties. Of course, their ages were hard to tell what with the injuries they had. Jack was the first one to speak. "Don't worry kid. We aren't going to hurt you. Come with us and we will help you." They could see the decision in the young man's eyes. Trust complete strangers and get help and possibly more danger or refuse and lower the already miniscule possible survival rate of his three fallen comrades. He relaxed his stance and tucked his shrunken hammer into his belt before hoisting the boy with white hair onto his back and turned to them. "If you're going to help than help me carry these three." The team looked at each other before carefully lifting two of them and then walking through the gate. When they appeared on the other side a med team was waiting with three stretchers. The red head hesitantly handed the young general over and turned to Lenalee. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. It wasn't like he knew exactly what to say either. The girl just looked at him for a moment. Then, "Thank you. I understand." The Jr. Bookman sighed. Somehow Lenalee always said just what he needed to hear. "They'll be alright. I promise you they will. Everything will be just fine." Although he said it to her face, the way he said it made her unsure of whether he was trying to convince her or himself and it turns out; neither did he. The next few minutes passed in a blur for the exorcists. After the three unconscious ones were removed the remaining two were swept off to the infirmary where their wounds were treated and they were cleaned up. Lenalee and Lavi had both been quiet as they awaited their companions and friends to awaken. The girl looked over at Lavi when he put his hand on her shoulder gently. "Everything will be just fine. Try to get some rest okay? I'll wake you up if anything happens." "O-okay. I'll try." She leaned against his shoulder and was asleep within ten minutes. Lavi looked down at her for a moment and then focused on the woman that approached. "I'm Dr. Janice Frasier. What's your name?" 'I'm Lavi, Bookman Jr. and this is Lenalee Lee. Both of us are exorcists. So are Allen, Yu and Krorykins over there." As he spoke mirth shined in his visable eye at the obvious nicknames. "Okay well if you want you can sleep in one of the extra beds. Both of you look exhausted." "Thank you." He lifted up the girl, being careful not to wake her and deposited her in one of the beds. Lavi settled himself into one of the chairs next to it and started dozing off. Once they were sated she turned to the boy with the navy blue hair. He was the one that was most puzzling and alarming. When he first arrived his entire skull had been completely shattered along with most of the bones in his body. This had caused massive hemorrhaging and the destruction of several major organs. He had been on the very brink of death but now he seemed to be slowly healing. With every passing minute the factures were disappearing one by one. She just couldn't figure out how it worked but she had a strange feeling it had something to do with the bizarre tattoo over his chest where his heart would be. For now she would just have to wait.