Tainted

So here is my second chapter for my tainted series. Please be patient. I know that we haven't had much Exorcist screen time but I want to set this up right. Rushing would ruin things. I feel that set-ups take time and rushing just makes the author seem lazy. Sometimes its ok but for the sake of this story, I don't want to rush.

Lavi: I think they get it.

Ihasnolife: I know...I'm obsessive about these things. Not super obsessive but just a little obsessive.

Allen: Well, you have a lot to write about and you want to take your time. Nothing to be ashamed of. :)

Ihasnolife: REALLY? :Glops Allen: THANK YOU ALLEN FOR UNDERSTANDING MEEEEE!

Lavi: HEY! I WANNA HUG!

Ihasnolife: OKKKKKK :Glops Lavi as well:

Krory: I get no love... :cries:

Ihasnolife: Sorry Krorykins, your too old for me.

Krory: :Goes to a corner:

Ihasnolife: Now I feel bad. Heres a flower. :Gives Krory a flower:

Krory: :Starts to cry: THANK YOUUUUUU!!

Ihasnolife: Ummm...your welcome?

Disclaimer: I don't own. I cry.

My breath hitched in my throat, my eyes widened

My breath hitched in my throat, my eyes widened.

No… It wasn't…he didn't…

"MAMA!"

Papa's hand twitched but he didn't look at me. He just kept staring down the stairs. His eyes wouldn't break away.

Why…?

My body seemed to move on its own. I found myself standing next to Papa at the top of the stairs, staring down. Mama's body lay broken on the floor. Her arms and legs were at odd angles. Her eyes open wide in shock and her mouth open in a silent like scream.

Why…did this happen?

Papa was now slowly making his way down the steps, as if the dead body would suddenly sit up.

Dead…? She can't be…

He was at her side now, cradling her head. I now noticed how much blood there was.

Blood…so much…

Tears streamed down my face. I felt each beat of my heart.

Why?

Suddenly, my whole body screamed in pain. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out. The pain was unbearable! My knees buckled and I fell to the floor. I curled into a ball and started to rock myself back and forth. Every nerve in my body was screaming. It was burning, piercing, ripping, throbbing, tearing, and every other possible word to describe pain all at once. Then suddenly, every light in the house went out.

The pain was still there but I saw a light at the bottom of the stairs. I try to move but my body protested, the pain almost doubling. I grit my teeth and slowly sat up. Finally, I could see the bottom of the stairs. Papa was still cradling Mama's body but there was someone else there. It was a fat man with a strange top hat.

"What would you say if I could bring your wife back to life?"

At the town entrance

"Well here we are." The Finder said.

"Finally!" Exclaimed Lavi, stretching his arms above his head.

"Let's find the inn and get a good nights rest." Said Krory.

"But first," said Allen with a grin. "I want some dinner."

"I'm sure that the inn will have something." Said Lavi. "Maybe there will even be a cute desk girl."

Allen's grin grew. "If bookman were here, I'm sure he'd hit you for that."

Lavi snorted. "Ya…probably. Still, that won't stop me from dreaming."

My heart jumped into my throat the moment the stranger uttered those words.

"B-Bring her back?" Papa asked.

I now noticed his eyes were dry, not one tear on his face.

"Yes. But she needs your help. Just call out to her."

"T-That's a-all?" Papa stuttered.

The fat man stepped aside and there was a strange metal doll behind him that seemed to have appeared out of thin air.

"All you have to do is call out to her. Her soul will come back to Earth and inhabit this doll."

Something was wrong. My brain screamed at me. This isn't right. This is a lie! Don't listen to him. Don't trust him. Yet how could I ignore such an offer. My heart wanted to see Mama again, so my brain and my gut were ignored.

"I'll bring her back." Papa said. His voice was shaky but stronger than it was before. "I don't want to have to live with the guilt. Please…"

My eyes widened.

Guilt…?

"…DARLING COME BACK TO ME!" Papa screamed.

A small sphere entered the metal doll's body, making it glow. It began to move.

"Darling…?"

The metal doll held its head in its arms.

"H-How…how…?" The metal doll spoke with Mama's voice.

"Yes…?" Papa's eyes were now streaming tears, his mouth in a big smile.

"Mama…?" I whispered.

"How could you turn me into an Akuma!" The doll screamed. "Why? Do you even know what-"

"Kill him." Said the fat man.

A loud scream followed afterwards. I saw blood spray everywhere.

"MAMA!" I screamed.

My back suddenly screamed in pain. The pain was now more intense than ever. All of it was concentrated in my back. I squeezed my eyes shut. I could feel something…awaken inside of me. And then…the pain was gone. I opened my eyes. Black and white feathers were falling everywhere, like it was snowing. The back of my shirt was ripped, allowing the white wings with black tips to expand.

I have…wings?

The bell rang. Someone had just come in. Everything after that moved in slow motion.

I could see the doll, covered in blood, charging at me through the falling feathers.

I saw my father fall to the ground.

A group of young men burst through the door way, a young man with red hair and an eye patch at the front. He held a hammer that began to grow in size.

Another man, with white hair and a red mark on his face, turned and charged the fat man.

A third man, with black and white hair and huge teeth, followed closely behind the red head.

The fat man turned to me…and his huge grin grew even bigger.

I screamed.

I slowly opened my eyes and gasped in horror.

The metal doll was covered in black feathers, each one piercing its armor.

"Ka…gu…ya…" The doll sputtered.

"Mama?"

Then…the feathers exploded, turning the doll to dust.

"MAMA!! MAMA!!"

I couldn't stop the tears. What happened? She came back so why did she have to be taken away again?

The house was silent for a moment. It was as if everything had just died.

Then, I heard the wood of the stairs creaking. There was a pause. I whimpered. My arms hung limply at my sides, not even bothering to whip away my tears. Someone crouched in front of me.

Why did it have to end like this?

I felt a comforting hand on my shoulder and another hand brushing my tears away. I look up into one green eye, the other one covered by an eye patch.

"You alright?" He asked.

I didn't answer. I just started up at him. I didn't even care who he was or why he was here. They were both…dead. My parents were dead. I felt alone.

"I learned a long time ago," He said "that after a good cry, its best to get on your feet."

My tears poured out of my eyes faster than ever. I grabbed onto the boy and pulled myself close to him, and continued to cry into his shoulder. He seemed startled at first, but then put his arms around me and let me cry my eyes out, whispering comforting words into my ear.

Well, thats the second chapter! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let me know how I'm doing. Encuragement makes the world go round!

Lavi: Isn't that love?

Ihasnolife: Love, encouragement, they both mean the same thing. Encouragement is a form of love Lavi.

Lavi: Really?

Ihasnolife: IT IS BECAUSE I SAY IT IS!

Lavi: :Sweat-drops: O...k...I love you?

Ihasnolife: Now THAT is wonderful encouragement! Good example!

Lavi: Ahhh...So if people tell you they love you, you'll keep writing?

Ihasnolife: That or they love my story...or they have a suggestion...or...something else thats nice.

Lavi: I am Lavi. All those who worship me, review this story!

Ihasnolife: That might work...hmmm.