Chapter 1: My All

They had been walking since dawn, and now it must have been early afternoon. Angela's feet were killing her and she felt ready to drop, but normally she would be able to go for at least until late afternoon with nonstop moving. When she asked about it, she was met with a 'che' from Kanda, and the General informed her that even though she was the innocence's user, until it was put into a weapon, she was using her own energy to keep the innocence from going crazy.

When they got to the next town, Angela would have jumped for joy had she the strength. But she did have the strength to argue when she found out she was about to be left alone with Kanda for the rest of the way to the order.

"You've got to be kidding me!" she cried. Her exclamation was loud enough to get the other patrons of the restaurant they had stopped in for lunch to stop and stare. Even Cherry jumped a bit in Angela's hands when the cracker she had been feeding her suddenly was crushed in her hands. The stares made her sink back slowly into her chair as she raised an apologetic hand to the other patrons.

"No I'm not kidding," General Tiedoll said. "You see, it was pure coincidence that Yu and I ran into one another. I still have to find accommodators for the rest of the innocence in my possession. Yu's mission to retrieve a piece of innocence in the area, resulted in my accidental meeting with him. I was following the way the innocence that you now held seemed to be leading me right to you. Now this is where we part ways. I'm going to continue elsewhere while both you and Yu take this train to HQ." Kanda said nothing this whole time, and though he was just as agitated with this development, he was much more calm about it than Angela.

Frankly, she did not like the impression Kanda made on her, nor the way he simply seems to look down on her. Also the fact that she had a lot of questions that she wanted answered before she got to the Order were questions she did not want to ask Kanda, not like she expected him to answer. However, it wasn't like she had a choice in the matter. So with a sigh, she piped up a couple of questions, which were totally irrelevant to the other questions she had since this had nothing to do with the order. But at least it would make her trip more bearable.

"Okay, so since this is where we part ways until, god knows when, first off, I would like to say it was a pleasure meeting you sir, and I greatly look forward to our next encounter!"

"Well, yes, it was very nice meeting you as well, Angela, and I too look forward to when we next meet."

"Also one last thing..." now Angela was feeling a bit self conscious about what she was going to ask.

"Yes what is it?" he prodded.

"It was just that...I was wondering. Because I forgot to grab them when we left my house-"

"We are not going all the way back to your village. Especially with they way you complain about your damn feet hurting." Kanda snapped.

"No! It's not that. Although my mom has the best of them...I was wondering if...maybe I could have some non-alcoholic maraschino cherries?" The voice Angela used was so soft that the exorcists didn't hear what she had said.

"I'm sorry what?" The General asked.

"Speak up if you have something to say or don't say anything at all," Kanda said. Angela's face was as red as Cherry's feathers as she said in a much more audible voice:

"May I have some non-alcoholic maraschino cherries? I really really like them because they're so sweet but i don't like alcohol, the stuff burs to badly and I remember one time my mom bought some non-alcoholic ones and they tasted really really really good. And then she started making them herself and they were like, ten billion times better, but I forgot to take some with me and now I wanted to know if I could have some even if they aren't as good as the ones my mom made because I would really really really like some please?" By the time Angela stopped her rant long enough to take a breath, a large jar of the cherries were already in front of her. She had no idea when he had asked for them, but the general had gotten the waitress to bring them over.

Staring wide eyed, Angela wasted no time in opening the jar and digging her fork into the container. Nor did she suppress the moan of pleasure once the sweet treats touched her tongue. She offered the jar to the other two, but the Tiedoll refused with a polite: 'All yours' while Kanda stated that he hated sweets. Angela took out a cherry and offered it to Cherry, who took a peck out of it. She feathers ruffled as a chill seemed to rack the little bird's body. She soon let out a chirp of approval.

"Thanks so much!" Angela said happily.

"It's no problem," Tiedoll said gently. Angela popped another cherry into her mouth and dipped some of the bread she had been feeding cherry into the liquid that the cherries were soaking in and offered it to the bird, who ate it with vigor. Trying it herself, Angela also hummed with approval.

"New way to not waste a drop huh Cherry?"

"We're going to miss our train if we stay any longer," Kanda said while getting up. Although she could finish the jar of sweets in one sitting, Angela put the rest of the jar into her bag and reached for her wallet when Tiedoll stopped her.

"My treat," he said. Angela threw herself at the general hugging him tightly.

"Thanks again!" She said. Even Cherry chirped affectionately and landed on the general's shoulder long enough to rub her head on his cheek before returning to her perch on Angel's shoulder.

"Thank you sir for treating me so kindly," Angela said.

"Trust me," he said, "this is nothing compared to the kind of compensation the Order will have to pay you for what you about to do for humanity. Now, I think Yu's getting a bit impatient. Time for you to go." Angela nodded and took off after Kanda, waving one last time to the general.

To Angela's great horror, Kanda wasn't kidding when he said they'd have to run to catch the train. Her legs and lunge were burning and it took some encouraging chirps from Cherry who was flying beside her, and death treats from Kanda to make her run fast enough to barely make it onto the train as it departed.

"Why...the...hell...didn't...you tell...me sooner...that the train was going...to leave?" Angela heaved. She couldn't wait until that damned innocence was in a controlled state so even little runs like those would stop tiring her out so terribly.

"You were to busy pigging out on those cherries of yours and talking to the general for me to get a word in edge wise."

"...Liar..." she huffed. As she rose to her full height, she saw just how packed the train was and realized that Kanda hadn't given her her ticket. What did he trust her enough not to lose it?

"So, where are our tickets?" Angela asked. A small smirk made it's way across Kanda's facial features as he pointed to the rose cross on his uniform.

"This all the ticket we need." He said. As they made their way up the isle, a man collecting tickets stopped them.

"Tickets please?"

"We're with the Dark Order. We already have reservations." The man's eyes widened.

"O-of course sir! Right this way!" Angela couldn't help but whistle in approval. SO being an exorcist was that big a deal huh? Her question was answered when she saw that they got their own private first class car. Damn, maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

"The ride was extremely awkward for Angela for a while, that is until she fell asleep while gently cradling Cherry in her arms. When she later awoke it was Dark out, and she was about to ask Kanda how long she'd been out when she noticed something somewhat adorable; the samurai was asleep. With that seemingly perpetual scowl gone form his features, Angela had to admit to herself that he was a very attractive boy. Although, some part of her was conflicted.

One half was jealous that he made a prettier girl than she thought she could ever be, and the other half wanted to see how far into a dress and makeup she could get him before the boy awoke and murdered her. But since he was several sizes bigger than her (do you really think that if she had the materials she wouldn't at least try to do it?), she settled for placing the now sleeping Cherry on her lap, watching the scenery pass by as she stroked the little bird's head. Reaching into her bag, she took out the unfinished cherries and opened the jar as quietly as she could. As she was about to take one out, she realized that she didn't have anything to take them out of the jar. True she could go into the jar with her fingers, but she didn't want her finger dyed red, nor the sticky sensation that comes with it. Also, she at least needed to wash her hands before proceeding. With a sigh, she recapped the jar, and gently placed Cherry on the chair before opening the door and going out into the dining cart.

The train was almost eerily quiet, as all of the passengers slept soundly in their seats. Aside from a few snores, everything was silent, so Angela made her way through the crowd as quietly as she could. When she finally made it to the dining cart, she was relived to find that the bartender was still up. Looks like all that creeping about wasn't for nothing. As she made her way towards the man, there was a nagging feeling in the back of her mind. Something was screaming at her to get back to the cart, get back to her innocence which was still in her bag; in other words, far out of reach. She felt insecure and like something bad was about to happen.

What was she thinking? There's nothing wrong. Everything is normal. Nothing's going to happen if I'm away from the innocence for more than a few minutes. Besides if something goes wrong it most likely won't be anything that Kanda couldn't handle. Those were the thoughts that Angela tried to use to ease the feeling of unease that was unsettling her stomach. Suddenly the cherries weren't all that appetizing, not even water seemed like a good idea Angela was so queasy.

"Is there something you need young lady?" The bartender asked with a little bit of concern in his voice. "Would you like some water? You seem somewhat pale." Angela shook her head no. She turned to make her way out of the cart, back to safety, back to her innocence, when time once again slowed. The world began to tilt,and several screams came from all over the train. The structure shook, rattling every bone in Angela's body as the train seemed to regain it's balance. What the hell just happened. It certainly hadn't been her imagination, the shattered glass on the floor from broken bottles and glasses that fell off of the bar was proof enough.

The bartender made his way unsteadily towards Angela.

"Are you alright?" he asked. Angela nodded as she shook her head to clear her thoughts. Something had hit the train. Something either very big, or something very strong and it nearly derailed them. Moving towards one of the windows, Angela saw a sight that only succeeded in making her never doubt a gut feeling ever again. Akuma. Hoards of them, and several of them were not those egg like things Angela had encountered at her village. Her innocence. She needed to get to it. Cherry. Oh shit Cherry. The little cardinal was probably fluttering in a frenzy and if the Akuma didn't board the train and kill her first, Kanda most certainly would for pissing him off.

"Stay away from the windows and go into the passenger carts!" Angela ordered before bolting out on her own. The train tilted again as she made her way through the panicking crowd of people. What idiots would get out of their seat at a time like this? Angela erased that thought as soon as it came to mind...she was one of those idiots. But she had a reason other than unadulterated fear. Okay so that greatly contributed to it, but it wasn't the only reason. She told them to stay away from the windows as well, but she wasn't sure how many of them had heard her.

She bumped into someone and was knocked off of her feet. Then again, it probably would have happened anyway since the train once again began to tip. But once again it righted itself, but this time it went a bit too far for Angela's liking. As she regained her balance, she was about to move past the person she had bumped into when he grabbed her shoulder. A familiar tweet reached her ears as she stared into the cold eyes of was perched comfortably on his head and in his hand was a glowing green cube; her innocence.

"Don't ever leave this unattended. It was a damn pain to pick it up, let alone to come find you." She saw that his words were true when she saw the burn marks on his palm. So looks like in a raw state she truly was the only one that could hold it.

"Yeah, because I so saw an Akuma attack coming when I went to get a fork for my ch-fuck please don't tell me they spilled!" Yes, it was the wrong time to worry about them, but hey why not address the matter before she forgot. All she got in return was an angry and even colder (if that was even possible) glare from the exorcist.

"Forget about the damn cherries! And if you must know they spilled on me when the damn Akuma nearly knocked over the train the first time." After taking a closer look at him, it did look like part of his uniform was a darker shade and damper than before. Oops.

"I guess I didn't close the lid properly. My mom was always yelling at me about that and how ants would get into the sweet stuff-"

"Shut up already! I'm going to take care of the Akuma outside. You make sure that no one in here gets hurt." The boy was already gone out through a window, presumably onto the top of the train before she could ask the boy how the fuck he expected her to do that.

"I don't suppose you have any ideas Cherry?" But the bird didn't answer. She looked around for a moment before the horrible realization that the bird was still on Kanda's head when he leftsank in.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK! KANDA YOU BASTARD DON'T YOU DARE LET A SINGE FEATHER ON THAT CARDINAL'S HEAD GET HURT OR SO HELP ME GOD I WILL CRUSH EVERY BONE IN YOUR GODDAMED BODY!" She screamed into the air. Several of the passengers were staring at her, and every mother in the cart had their hands over their children's ears. Angela cleared her throat before apologizing to the people in the cart. She looked around, trying to find anything she could use as a weapon around her.

True she had an other-worldly one in her hands, but she wasn't exactly sure how to use it. Then she remembered; several things broke in the dining cart. Maybe something in here could be useful? Only one way to find out. She made her way back to the dining cart (thankfully the bartender had taken her advice and went to join the other passengers) and looked around. Behind the bar, the shelf that had been holding the drinks had been broken, she got more than one splinter and cut looking for a sizable piece of wood and the longest and sharpest piece of glass she could find.

With bloody and clumsy fingers, she used the glass to cut off a piece of her shirt and used the cloth to tie the wood and glass together. She didn't have the time or promise of steady hands (the train had been tipped again while she was searching) to simply sharpen the wood. Besides, the more distance she had from those machines, the safer she felt. Making her way back into one of the passenger cars, they saw the crazy girl that had been cursing her head off before now had a weapon. Needless to say that didn't sit well with the passengers.

"She's armed!"

"Is she behind those monsters attacking the train?"

"What's going on?" were just a few of the things Angela heard the frightened crowd shout.

"Listen up!" She ordered. They immediately quited down. "I know that things are looking bad right now, but my...partner (could she really call Kanda a friend with the way he treated her?) is outside fighting those monsters and trying to save all of our a-butts," she corrected herself when she caught the glare of the protective mothers. "We're exorcists and it's our job to protect you all from those things outside, but I need you all to work with me here!" There were doubtful whispers among the crowd and Angela could tell that this wasn't going to be easy.

"I know I must sound crazy but please trust me! I only want to help you all. Now first off, could you all please stay away from the windows and get closer to the middle-" her sentence remained unfinished as one of the walls of the cart flew off completely, taking several passengers with it. The outside world was in full sight, and the Akuma;s next meal wide open.

"Okay forget what I just said! GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE AND INTO THE NEXT CART!" She shouted. Angela didn't need to say it twice before the crowd ran screaming into the next car. Angela did her best to ward off the Akuma with her makeshift weapon, but more than a few were either shot to death and turned to dust, or carried away but the other Akuma. One of the Akuma whacked the spear out of Angela's hands and was about to attack when it was cleaved in two by none other than Kanda.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Kanda shouted over the roaring wind-wait, something else was roaring...

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!" Angela screamed in horror and awe. A giant red thing was high in the sky tearing apart the Akuma with it's beak and talons, while incinerating the rest with the flames that sprang up from the inferno that was it's body. If Angela looked hard enough it almost looked like...

"I'll explain later. But what the hell are you doing using that flimsy thing to fight Akuma? You must be more retarded than I thought!"

"Well you told me to protect the passengers, which was what I was trying my best to do!"

"Why didn't you use your innocence idiot? You did damn well enough back at your house!" He turned momentarily to cast the Hell insects onto the approaching Akuma before turning back to face a now seething Angela.

"Well that was instinct! I don't even know what the hell I was even doing then! Let alone how to do it again!"

"Then stop thinking about it! I shouldn't be too hard for you since your head is already empty!" He then leaped away, to fight along side that...Angela was going to assume it was a phoenix that had a startling resemblance to...no way that wasn't possible! She was just hallucinating. Kanda said he would explain later, and if Angela's guess was right, there would be some explaining later.

As she made her way into the extremely packed cart, she put some serious thought into what he had said. Or rather, tried not to think too hard on what Kanda had said. Perhaps he was onto something. If it was instinct that saved her and her mother the first time, then why couldn't she just do it again? But there was more to it than that! If it was just instinct, then why didn't it kick in again when the Akuma say, attacked the open car? Angela looked around. There were people weeping for those that had just died when Angela failed to save them. There were men trying to comfort their families, mothers wrapping their arms around their children, trying to protect them with everything they had listening to their children's whimpers and tried to comfort them. Speak over their feelings-

That was it!The first time the innocence had reacted to her, Angela was trying to be heard. She wanted to be listened to. She wanted to make a difference in a situation that was unacceptable for her. She also wanted to change the fact that she was about to die, that she was about to be forever silenced. She wanted to make a change. She wanted her voice to be heard. Perhaps it was the desire for change that her innocence reacted to. If Angela truly wanted to change something for the better, perhaps she could get her innocence to work with her again.

Taking a deep breath, Angela closed her eyes. This situation was definitely worth changing. This wasn't right. People shouldn't be losing their families because of some sick bastards playthings. What's worse, she should be using a power that she alone has to fix it but she isn't. That was going to change. Everything was going to change. That was a promise. The innocence hummed in her hands and suddenly both of her hands and her feet were enveloped in a warm green light. Her body felt so light, it was as if she could simply float away, as if the laws of gravity no longer applied to her. When she reopened her eyes, Angela found that she was in fact, floating several feet off of the ground.

She looked up, and during the expanse of time that it took for her to consciously activate her innocence, the Akuma had torn open the roof of the car. The screaming returned in full force but this time, Angela was going to make certain that no one died.

"Repel!" She ordered. Now she knew what was happening. Her innocence controlled the laws of gravity. Right now, she had lessened the gravitational pull on her own body, which was why she was floating, but she hadn't lessened it to the point where she was free floating. Now she was reversing the gravitational pull around the car all together, so instead of pulling the Akuma towards her, she was pushing them away.

Angela smiled to herself. This would be more fun than she thought. She allowed the pull on her body to lessen even more so she could go onto the top of the rain with ease. She saw Kanda, killing off Akuma by the dozen. She wanted to stand there and watch as he seemed to dance across the top of the train, blade cutting smoothly through the Akuma. If she didn't see him as such a jerk, Angela was sure that she might have fallen for him in that moment. But right now was not the time to gawk at him. There was till another car of people, and the Akuma had not neglected to gather around and attack that car too.

Moving even higher above the car so she could have a clear view of her two priorities, Angela increased the gravity below her. The AKuma dropped like bricks of lead, and Angela was going to continue until they were crushed when she heard the pained cries of the people on the cart with the missing roof. She saw them all on their knees, seemingly unable to stand. Angela removed the pressure on the cars. She needed more practice. She made a mental note to be able to do concentrated attacks instead of broad ones so as to not crush innocent people along with the Akuma.

The Akuma had began to recover from the unexpected attack but Angela had already taken action. She was floating just above the cars and using the 'repel' command, was keeping the Akuma away from the two remaining passenger cars. The Akuma were not deterred however. The continued the onslaught of attacks and once again resorted to tyring to push over the train. However their efforts were less successful since Kanda and the phoenix had both wiped out a large amount of their forces.

However, Angela saw something that made her heart nearly skip a beat. There was a bridge coming up. It was still in tact thankfully, but that didn't matter since the Akuma still had enough force behind their attacks to push the train clear off the bridge and into the ravine. She looked around desperately, but both Kanda and the phoenix were too preoccupied with their own foes. Right now Kanda was locking blades with an Akuma that looked like the armor of a knight, and the phoenix-whom Angela was having less and less of a time believing that it wasn't Cherry-was fighting some sort of dragon that fought with wind attacks.

What was the conductor doing? Angela couldn't check, but if the lack of screeching breaks was any indication, she had to assume that the conductor had been killed by an Akuma.

"Damnit!" She cursed. Hopefully none of the children heard that, but now was not the time to worry about that. Angela was tired, she wasn't sure how much longer she could keep up her defenses, nor was she sure what she could do if the Akuma decided to knock the train into the ravine. Her question was answered shortly after when she suddenly began to feel like she was floating; and it wasn't because of her innocence. Several things happened at once.

Cherry was momentarily distracted by the screams of terror (Angela's included) when the train began to free fall and the dragon took that opportunity to get a clear hit on the bird's wing. Angela cried out for the bird, and turned to where she last remembered seeing the swords man. After having lost his footing due to the sudden tipping of the train, the Akuma swung wildly, as it too began to fall, and made contact with the exorcist's side. Angela more felt the wave of curses and anger that Kanda emitted than heard them.

Was this it? Was this how Angela was going to die? How could she rest in peace knowing she had let all of those innocent people down? What about Cherry? Her Cardinal-turned-phoenix was in trouble. And Kanda. Even though she despised his attitude, he was still fighting with his all and it would be pathetic for someone of his caliber to die like this. With a whimper instead of a bang. Angela was feeling faint, all of her energy had been expended from protecting the train. She had nothing left.

Angela closed her eyes. Although she hated it, there was nothing she could do. This was the end for her. At least she had given her all right? That's all anyone could ask of her, right? Blacking out, in what she was certain would be her final moments, Angela revisited her childhood.

AN: And here goes chapter 1! Don't be expecting so many updates in one day loves, I'm not that good. In fact, even though I'm on summer break, it will be hard for me to do updates because I'm going to be BUSY. But most of the stuff I'll be doing will give me several ideas to be used...like my upcoming trip to Cancun! :D I hope you all enjoyed! P.S. Not all of these chapters will be say 8 PAGES LONG ON MICROSOFT WORD! Yeah! You heard me, this chapter along was 8 pages people! As much as that pleases me, I hope not to make set a precedent of this. Not that they're going to be crazy short like 3 pages, no way too short to be acceptable, but the chapters will be of varying lengths depending on how much I want in if. For all I know, some could wind up being like 12 pages while others are like 6! But yeah!

Until next time, Kj-chan out! Peace Darlings!