A/N: Ehhh...Yeah, I wrote the first chapter. It's totally unedited, though, so bear with me...XD I dunno how well this plot flows. This is my attempt at serious work, though, so I have to get all my serious-ness out in one fell swoop! Yeah! Aaand...For the Disclaimer, we have our very own Lavi! xD Because I saw it and couldn't resist.
Lavi: I really don't see the point of this.
Me: C'mon, Lavi, ya' sound more like Kanda! Get in the mood!
Lavi: . . .Uh-huh. "The mood", eh? XD Well, I'm mighty obliged-
Me: LAVI. DISCLAIMER. NOW.
Lavi: gaararoks doesn't own DGM or me, just Suvia-chan~!
Chapter One: Made In China
There are some things that simply cannot be explained. We, as humans, will inevitably try to give everything a name, a label, and a definition, but this cannot work for everything.
I am one of those things.
Many years ago, a group of scientists for the Black Order, an organization devoted to the destruction of demonic creatures known as Akuma, decided it would be prudent to create the perfect being. Though the idea was not precisely original, they did, after many failures, manage to achieve what they believed to be the "perfect Exorcist". However, in the end, those thought to be perfect were truly quite the opposite, and after all of their misguided efforts, only one of the flawed creatures managed to survive.
That was not me. I am, and was, a failed attempt. My imperfections have haunted me throughout all stages of my life, to the point where I've begun to wonder why I still live. Would it not be best to eradicate such a disgustingly imperfect creature?
Yet, the Order has kept me alive, and I'm in no position to question this, much less act out against it.
However, there was one year, so very long ago, when I found a niche. It was long before I awakened in the Egg; long before I even knew of the Egg's existence. This was a time when I had found true happiness, and for a while, it seemed as if it would last forever...But my endless nostalgia would serve no purpose, and thus, I shall only tell you of the start and finish of that happy time, when true peace was found and lost, and when the sorrows and fears I thought to be surceased reappeared...
They called me the same name then as they do now. Suvia Marx: never misses her target.
Indeed, that's the one thing about me that's always been true. No quarry of mine, be it human or Akuma, has ever escaped.
Back then, though, I was a bit of a...klutz. To this day, people who knew me then still doubt my newfound grace. Regardless, that was how I met them.
"OW!" I cried out indignantly as my feet vanished from beneath me. This time, the fault wasn't mine; it was that of a short Asian boy with a dark scowl on his pretty face, who'd also landed unceremoniously on his rear.
I felt a sudden stab of fear; the last thing I needed in my new home was yet another enemy. Unfortunately, he was only too willing to bolster my fears with a series of angry shouts.
"Watch where you walk, stupid!" he finally snapped. For a moment, there was silence. He appeared to be...waiting for something? "Idiot! Apologize! Or are you so dumb that you can't even speak English?"
"A-actually, I'm fluent in many different languages, including English, Mandarin Chinese, Japanese, German, French, and, u-um...Russian...a bit of Icelandic?" I listed nervously, wishing the sour expression on his face would go away. It only seemed to grow worse as time went on, though, and the "awkward silence" between us continued in the very same manner.
This problem, fortunately, was quickly resolved by the appearance of a newcomer. "YUUUUUU!" Another young boy, perhaps the same age as "Yuu" (I still had no idea what to call him, if not that), exclaimed, taking a flying leap towards "Yuu". The boy's surprise attack failed, however, because while he managed to catch "Yuu" very much off guard, "Yuu" had excellent reflexes. I, meanwhile, was feeling very uncomfortable due to the combination of multiple strangers and said strangers being nameless to me. Names were, after all, something to be known and treasured.
"U-um, excuse me," I began, but my words were swiftly cut off by the excited ramblings of the newcomer.
"Hi! It's so nice to meet you, let's be friends forever, hey, I've never seen you around here before, what's your name, what's your favorite food, what's your favorite color, oh, by the way, my name's Alma Karma, and my favorite food is mayonnaise, and my favorite color is blue, but wait, maybe it's yellow, yellow is so happy, and pink is too girly, but green, minty green, is nice and moderate, don't you agree?"
I was too amazed by his ablitiy to speak without breathing for so long to reply, much less answer his many questions.
"Yuu", apparently used to Alma's supernatural abilities, took care of this for me by grumbling, "Back so soon, Alma?"
"Yes! Actually, I almost forgot a few, because I was so excited to hear about a new friend coming to live with us!" Alma said cheerfully, not at all deterred by "Yuu"'s dour mood. I perked up a bit at his words; perhaps my situation would finally be explained to me?
After a moment of friendly bantering between the two, during which I gathered all of the courage I possesed (not much at all), I managed to ask, "Do either of you know what I'm doing here?"
Yuu gave me a blank look that clearly said he had no idea what I was babbling about, but Alma seemed to know a thing or two, and was quite willing to share every miniscule amount of information he had stored away in that spiky brunette head of his. "Of course! You're going to live with us! This is Yuu Kanda, and I'm Alma, like I said, and there are some scientists people who come around every so often, and then there's chef and some other people." He paused here, looking almost sad. Then, in a serious tone, he warned, "You gotta watch out for the not-so-nice ones, though, okay?"
I pondered this, wondering if the "not-so-nice ones" were like the people who'd raised me, or the people who'd turned me away. Well, the white-coats fed me better, so I supposed they were probably the not-not-so-nice ones.
"Hey, what's your name?" Alma asked curiously, jerking me out of my thoughts. With a start, I realized I had yet to introduce myself, despite the great importance with which I regarded such matters.
"Ah, sorry! I'm Suvia Marx. They told me I'll be living here now," I said, bowing politely. Through my peripheral vision, I noticed Yuu looking at me real funny-like.
Alma was saying something about my name, but I wasn't paying him much attention; I was far more interested in what Yuu was thinking. It was nearly impossible to tell with his (at the time) nearly expressionless face. Finally, after Alma managed to pause his chatter, Yuu spoke up.
"You look weird," he dead-panned. His words were so dreadfully anticlimatic, I found myself nearly in tears due to my vast disappointment. It didn't last long, however. "But...I guess you can stay."
Indeed, those words actually managed to deepen my disappointment. "I think we already established that, Kanda-san," I sighed, tugging a piece of silvery white hair distractedly.
"Oi! When the almighty me allows you to remain in his presence, you're supposed to be greatful!"
"Yuu-kun, you're too short to intimidate her."
"Shut up! You're no better yourself!"
As I watched, amusement helping to diminish my agitation, I felt strangely...happy.
Nothing lasts forever. Not happiness, not trust, not friendship, and most especially not life.
"Suvia! Run!" Alma's shouting wasn't necessary; I was already sprinting down the hall, dragging an irritated Yuu behind me. He didn't understand, not like Alma and I. He didn't know what they were planning.
A startled gasp escaped my lips as my legs vanished from beneath me. I cursed my foul luck; the Crows had already caught up to us, immobilizing us with their seals. I tried repeatedly to summon the power hidden within me, but it was to no avail. These...people knew what they were doing when they sealed me.
"Sorry, Suvia, but I have to do this...!" Alma suddenly shouted, kicking Yuu off of the hall floor...and into the canal? I wonder when that got there..."If you get lucky, you might be able to get outside...?" Alma said as a sort of explanation. I snorted slightly at the ridiculous expression on Yuu's face.
"What do you mean, might?" Yuu demanded indignantly as he continued to fall into the canal.
"Run." Again, Alma's vague words enraged Yuu, but there wasn't much he could do about it.
"YOU'RE SUCH AN IDIOT!" he screamed as he finally fell into the canal, disappearing beneath the water's surface. Now, my focus turned to the Crows, who were speaking to each other in hushed tones. Alma, after all his hard work to get Yuu out, had fallen unconscious beside me. I hadn't done anything but lay there, though, so I was fully aware of what the Crows were saying, and didn't like it in the least.
"One fell into the canal," the one nearest to the drop-off stated. Way to state the obvious, I thought, stifling a grin. Admittedly, I'd grown a bit mischevious during the time spent with the troublesome boys.
"That Apostle has begun recover his core memory," the other replied cryptically. Apostle...? Core memory...? "It'll be dangerous if he makes contact with an Exorcist."
"The two of us will take care of him," A third, who I hadn't noticed, said. Clearly, he was in charge. "You take "Alma" back...And return that "pet" to its owner."
A feeling of cold dread trickled down my spine; I was the pet. They were going to take me back there. And Alma and Yuu...Dammit! I growled in frustration. No matter what I did, their fate was horribly certain.
Dammit. Salty wetness traveled down my face.
That was the first time I cursed.
That was the first time I cried.
A/N: Awww, ain't that sweet? No? Ah, well. If any of you were wondering, yes, the Lavi-Disclaimer was neccessary. ;D I was just getting a feel for his character, y'know?
Review, and feel free to say it sucks~! XD I make this face a lot. Laughter helps you live a longer, healthier life, after all~!