History of a Mystery
Note: A lot of the information in this story is taken canon from the manga, so if you have not yet read the manga then I don't suggest you get yourself too indulged in this story since there's a major spoiler alert.
-The Search-
"Master, a new Noah has been born."
"Is that so, Rhode?" The Earl looked at the younger Noah, "That's strange. We have thirteen already."
"I've noticed that. I didn't even know such a thing was possible."
"We won't know anything about him," the Earl said calmly, "This new Noah will be a complete surprise. We must keep watch. There will be no way to know who he is until he awakens."
"We've never had a problem finding brothers and sisters before." Rhode said with a slight curiosity. The Earl put his hand on her shoulder, his everlasting grin an odd relief.
"We knew who we were looking for before. The family is recognizable because we've all met before. Since a fourteenth has never existed we can't know who it is or how to find them." Rhode gave only a small shrug before turning to look up at him.
"What shall we do, brother?"
The grin on the Earl's face grew bigger, "We wait. A human's life span is nothing to us. He'll be here soon enough."
Mana wandered through the streets carrying his newborn baby brother. The previous night had completely blurred from his memory. All he knew came from the note he'd found on the nightstand once he'd woken up on his bed. That was all he carried on him; no clothes, no money. He and his brother, whom the letter named Neah, had only the clothes on their backs and the note left for them by the midwife. Mana tried not to look at it if he could help it. The dark words written on that paper would remain with him forever; his mother's death, his father's suicide, all because of this child he now carried in his arms. He didn't blame Neah. The baby hadn't asked to be born, nor had he meant to kill their parents.
The baby had stopped crying hours ago, but Mana didn't dare move him to see if he was still alive. It was only when he heard the soft cooing on his chest that he knew his brother was okay. He had to find a hospital, a doctor, a midwife, anyone would could help him care for the baby before he died in the harsh conditions.
The wind was howling through the alleys as a storm blew in. Mana ducked into a corner to shelter them. It was then that he could hear someone walking down the alleyway towards their little corner. Mana cringed as the stranger moved closer. Just as he braced himself against the inevitable fight with a grown up, the man stopped with a smile, "You're all wet, little one. Come with me. My wife and I will be happy to have you at our house tonight." He held his hand out to the scared boy with a tender aura.
Mana stood in silence shaking from both the cold rain and fear. A soft push on his chest signaled that baby Neah was awake, "What of my brother, sir? I think he may be sick."
"I'll call on the doctor and have him examined if you like."
"Really?" the teary eyed Mana managed to squeak out. The smile on the man's face grew wider before he gave a quick nod and offered his hand again. Mana took it graciously and the man led him out of the alleyway to the promise of a new life.
My apologies for the short chapter, but I am not quite in my groove yet with this story. I have lots of large plans for it but they don't occur until later on in the story. Please review and tell me what you think of it. I've done a lot of research for this story so I hope my hard work is paying off.