Chapter 1: Beginnings
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Anyways, onto the story!
A/N: From General Cross's point of view.
'A boy destroyed these?' He thought as he drew out Judgment, his anti-akuma weapon. He silver of the gun reflected in the moonlight. The akuma turned to face their new opponent.
"A gun is useless! Bullets won't have any effect on us!" The level two announced haughtily.
"No, you're the one who's going to die," Cross said raising the silver weapon in front of him. "Also, whoever said I used real bullets?" He fired what sounded like one shot, but was actually several to the head of the level two and the other akuma. They all exploded simultaneously in a flash of light followed by a tremendous bang. 'Now... the kid...'
"Ummm... hey are you dead?" He asked as he walked over towards he boy. 'Believe me, the last thing I want is an apprentice to get in my way,' Cross thought as he picked up the boy and began walking at a brisk pace back towards the inn, sticking to alleyways to avoid a scene.
Once Cross had treated the kid's wounds he called headquarters. Of course, he didn't want to since it had been a year after he'd had any contact with them.
"May I ask whose calling?"
"It's me General Cross," he answered.
"Great, what the hell have you been up to this whole time? Oh and by the way, I'm supposed to tell you, we're only covering for travel expenses from now on. Anything else comes out of your pocket, that includes alcohol," a male voice answered from the other end of the line.
The general silently cursed to himself, great another debt. "Oh but I found a new exorcist! But he kinda sucks. He got his ass kicked when fighting only a few level ones and a single level two."
"Is he injured badly?"
"Yeah, like I said he sucks."
"Bring him back to headquarters; we're not that far from your present location. A train should be arriving soon."
Cross groaned, "fine". Then hung up
Allen woke up around lunchtime the next day.
"Oh, so you've returned to the world of the living," General Cross said with a hint of sadness in his voice.
Allen's hand shot up to his left eye. He couldn't see out of it.
"I know, I know, it's not the best job in the world, but until we get you to headquarters it's all I can do."
"H-Headquarters?" Allen asked.
"Well yeah, you have an anti akuma weapon, your becoming an exorcist, I've been given orders to take you back to headquarters," General Cross stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Anti wha-?"
Cross sighed, 'I hope this idiot gets assigned to another general,' he thought. "An anti akuma weapon. The one you used to destroy those things back there, although you failed in the end."
At this Allen's eyes filled with sorrow. "Mana..." he whispered.
"Your father?"
"No stepfather... my birth parents abandoned me and I think you can guess why," Allen responded holding up his left arm. "Why don't you think it's strange of horrific?" Allen questioned.
"I take it that was his grave back there," the general stated.
Allen paused then quietly answered: "yes".
"Then if I'm not mistaken you fell for the Millennium Earl's tricks? You turned your stepfather into an akuma? You're lucky I had been passing through the town or you'd be lying next to that grave in a pile of ash." Cross continued, not even giving Allen a chance to speak. "Akuma are creatures born from sorrow. They souls that have been called back, are never free to pass on. The peoples' souls inside are constantly aware of what they are doing, yet are unable to do anything about it." The general explained. "Now go to sleep or something, you could use the rest" he commanded tired of dealing with the never ending stream of questions.
In truth, it took Allen a long time to fall asleep. To say he felt awful would be a major understatement. Not only relating to his current physical state, but his mental one too. Once Cross had explained to him what exactly they were, he realized: 'No one else should have to suffer like this.' He knew that to be the truth. Mana would never have wanted to hurt Allen in any way. 'They're tragic, born by the sorrow of the loved ones that couldn't bear to lose them. Is that why they destroy them?' These thoughts did not completely dissipate the guilt he felt; but at least now he knew what he had to do. He had to become an exorcist.
Chapter 2, End.
FINALLY FINISHED AND AT... 11:30 PM YESSSSS! I HAVE SCHOOL TOMMOROW! OH WELL! SORRY THAT IT'S SO SHORT! REVIEW PLEASE!