Chapter 3
"ugh, I'm sooooo booooored I want to plaaaayyy!" A girl of 13 with indigo hair complained. She flopped on her back and stared moodily at the ceiling."Rhode tama!" An umbrella with a pumpkin on top cried, "Why am I here lero!"
"I'm bored Lero." Rhode replied bluntly, then grabbed Lero and tossed him in the air. "Don't tell Millenie kay?"
"Rhode will get a spankie from Earl-tama if you're naughty lero!" Lero yelled, "You can't steal lero from Earl Tama!"
"Be quiet Lero" With saying that, she smashed the golem against a bed post. But smashing the poor golem wasn't enough, oh no, not for our sadistic little Noah. She continued to smash the gloem against the bedpost until she felt her sadistic need, feel ,well…, satisfied.
"Oh? Bullying lero again aren't we?" A male voice said mischievously.
"Allard-tama! Help me lero!" Lero cried desperately to the Noah of Pleasure standing in the doorway. The battered out golem tried to fly cough* limp towards the French Noah but with no avail, got caught by Rhode again and this time, began to bend the poor umbrella. Why don't you play with Wisely? You know you love to dress him up." Allard smirked completely ignoring the cries from Lero.
"But Wisely went out on a mission, but I bet he's trying to avoid me. There's no reason to avoid me right?" She glanced towards Allard who looked away. Obviously, you can tell he was laughing by the way his shoulders shook and that just pissed Rhode of even more. She puffed her cheeks up in anger, but then grinned evilly and asked Allard in a (dangerous) sickly sweet voice, "Do You want to play?" Usually when Rhode wants to 'play', in the end either someone becomes a bloody mess (literally) or found dressed up in a doll dress and trapped in a barbed wire cage with creepy looking dolls floating around.
Allard nervously looked away and suggested, "Why don't you go outside? T-there's a new sweets store open in Paris. Don't you want to go try some?"
"You can't leave the Arc with permission Lero~!" Lero protested, "You have to have supervision Lero! Master Allard, go with Rhode Lero!"
Allard froze that slowly looked back towards a smiling Rhode. Which is never a good sign. "Why don't you take Lero? I'm sure he's glad to play with you." He stressed the last pat and sent Lero a frightening glare which meant shut-up a-and-play-with-her.
"Yes, of course, Lero will be with me right?" she grabbed Lero's handle and twirled him around mercilessly with a sadistic grin on her face. "Right Lero?"
Faced with two sadistic Noahs who have a 99.9999% chance of shoving him into a shredder, he quietly made the safe decision. Wait, let me rephrase that. The longer he can live decision."But if Earl-tama finds out, we're both dead lero~!" Rhode smiled and made a chokingly hold on lero, then opened her (arc) door. "Oh stop worrying." Rhode replied calmly. "Here, why don't you go first." With saying that, he threw Lero directly through the door and all you can hear were the screams of the poor umbrella.
She hummed as skipped towards the door . Then halted and looked towards the smirking blonde Noah. "You coming Al-chan?"
Allard mumbled some French profanities of the nickname, and then lightly smiled at her, "I'll pass for now, I need to … take Fiore (Mercym) to the hair salon." He laughed nervously then walked out of the room.
Rhode smiled at the place where the Noah of Pleasure stood, and giggled, "Then I'll have some fun with the sub-humans myself then. I'll bring you back a souvenir!" As saying that she disappeared through the arc.
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The arc, as usual was just a plain white city that was way too quiet. It was like in one of those horror movies where it goes all quiet and someone jumps out on you and kills you. Which our dear little Rhode has taken the role upon herself, scaring every of the family members she sees shitless. (With candles of course~) But the silenece was soon broken by the nagging voice of Lero.
"Mistress Rhode! Why did you throw Lero lero~!" the umbrella screeched while Rhode just plugged her ears. "Shut up Lero, it was the first thing on my mind." Lero was completely outraged. "Allard –Tama is more gentle then you!"
"Oh shut it Lero, you're fine." She grabbed the umbrella and began swinging it around. "Stop Rhode-Tama , Lero's getting dizzy!" Rhode, being her usual self continued to ignore the poor golem. She strolled the cobble ways of the arc, humming quietly to herself. "I really wanted to take Al-chan along, to play with. Hell, even Fiore would do just fine.
"Yes, but Allard-tama is taking Fiore to the hair salon lero~." Lero sighed of relief, 1. Rhode stopped swinging him and 2. She wasn't paying attention to him which is a good thing. She pouted , but then suddenly stopped.
"Wait." She said
"Why does Fiore need to go to the hair salon? He's bald…"
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Black order headquarters
"Yo! Old man!" A muscular teenager yelled towards a man around his 30's. "The chief wants you in his office.
The man Looked up from his drawing board and stared at the moody teen. "It's nice to see you Sokalo." A vein popped in the teen's forehead, "Shut up pedo, Chief Boullard ( Bak Chan's grandfather) needs you in his office now."
"Well, tell him-"
"And he said he doesn't care if you're in the middle of a painting right now."
The man put his paint brush down. "My, my, isn't he persistent. Can't he call for Yeegar?" The teen rolled his eyes and glared at the man. "Have you been sleeping under a rock for the past month? The Old bone is on a mission in Croatia."
The man chuckled lightly and began to pack his drawing supplies. " I never knew you knew your geography so well Winters." The teen stomped towards the man and lifted him up by the collar. "Don't call me by my first name!" he hissed. The Man began to protest about living under a rock but the teen quickly cut him off. "And don't tell me you were busy drawing for two months."
" Well then, can you put me down Winters?"
Sokalo, greatly pissed of the first name thing (much like a certain Japanese exorcist we know) gave him a furious glare then flinged him across the hall. Luckily no one was present, or there might have been some casualties or cough* deaths. The man emerged from the mess, with his innocence protecting him, so not much injuries were made. "Alright Winters-"
"-don't call me by my first name!"
"-I'll go. Now clean my art supplies for me kay?"
"Art supplies?" the teen looked down, paint was splattered everywhere from the collision. Meaning which it is really going to be hard to clean. He glared angrily to the man and tried to tell him to f**** clean I himself but the sly bastard already have ran off.
"You son of a -!"
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The Black religious Order under the name of the Vatican. The great organization survived turmoil and fights and shall remain striong…if 'certain' exorcists don't fight among themselves. *cough* Sokalo*cough. It was as you can say a quiet day. Chief Boullard was enjoying a nice cup of tea that was served by his ever brilliant son, Edgar (A/N: Edgar isn't an OC. He actually was the father of Bak. Until well… I'm not spoiling for you guys who haven't read it yet!), while doing some paperwork.
Yes, life was peaceful, he thought to himself. He took another sip of his persimmon before-
BANG! CRASH! And the noise of someone spewing their tea out. Boullard coughed out the remainder of his afternoon enjoyment and wiped the clear liquid with his handkerchief.
He groaned, "Don't tell me-
"yep, that's Tiedoll and Sokalo arguing…again." His son finished for him.
"Edgar my son, was it a wise decision to take in, these…." He thought for a proper word, "…men?"
"Well father," Edgar replied calmly, "They are highly synchronized with their innocence and we can't afford to lose anymore exorcists."
Boullard heaved out a sigh, "yes, but I don't think the order is going to last longer with…"
And right before finishing that sentence, acrylic paint splattered against the wall, and Tiedoll tumbled in.
"…them." Boullard scowled and wiped a blotch of yellow paint from his nose.
Tiedoll stood up and smiled like he didn't just run away from a moody teen and spray paint all over the chief's office. "Hello chief, need me for anything today?"
Boullard's eye twitched of annoyance. His hand slowly reached for his gun, but alas, he just remembered his son, took away the ammo to prevent him from unnecessary casualties. But believe me, this casualty was necessary.
He coughed lightly and said politely (as much he can), "Edgar, would you please read the report?"
"Um, oh right." Edgar blushed as he fumbled with the papers.
" You'll be investigating at Paris, for Innocence. Ever since the Noir et Blanc Circus arrived. A large sighting of Akumas have been occurring everyday and the finders discovered, that there miught be not one, but two pieces of Innocence located there. General Cross and some of the finders are already there but it seems that more help is needed as the number of Akumas escalate.
"So, how does the circus gets involved with this?" asked Tiedoll.
"Oh right. It seems that the innocence may have found accommodators' already. We are 100% sure but these two people may be the accommodators. After all, strange things tends to happen around them. "
Edgar whipped out two profiles of people.
"One of them is Lucille Maria Mielluer. Not to criticize her, but whenever she sings for a period of time, things starts to break. Literally. Glass have shattered, the grounds have shook, and some claims it performs hypnotism. She's a performer at the circus and have been there for already 10 years. Due to the fact of her vocals, she might be a rare parasite type accommodator.
Tina Brian Spark. The second suspect. She performs a knife throwing feet at the circus. People have claimed that her knives grow 10 times its normal size at her command and apparently can levitate. We already notified Gen. Cross and he'll be meeting up with you at the Eiffel tower 3:00pm sharp tomorrow. Finder Calvin will accompany you there. Do you understand?"
"Nope." Tiedoll responded cheerfully. "Sending me out on a mission so suddenly? If I didn't know better, I would have thought you're trying to get rid of !" the man chuckled.
Boullard strained a laughter while Edgar look the other way and began sweating nervously.
"So, " Tiedoll began, "I'm going to pack my supplies now if you don't mind. Art supplies are hard to pack you know."
"Have a nice day then." Edgar smiled. Tiedoll gave a light wave then exited the his footseteps quieted down Boullard let out a sigh of relief.
A preganant pause filled the air and things were quiet for a few moments, before Edgar broke it. "father, you know Cross can't stand Tiedoll right? They'll definitely be fighting."
The Chief gave his son a light pat on the head. "You see why I want to get him out of here?"
"OLD MAN, YOU'RE GOING TO PAY!" Sokalo's furious roar was sounded down the hallway along with the sounds of things breaking.
"Ah… I see … Wonder how Cross will react…."
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Somewhere in Paris…
"Achooo!" Cross sneezed.
"Are you catching a cold?" asked one of the sluts around Cross' arms. "Your head isn't very hot."
Cross rubbed his nose against his sleeves and went back to drinking. "Maybe someone is talking 'bout you monsieur." The other slut stated.
"Maybe another pretty lady is thinking bout' me too." He smirked and gave both sluts a kiss then enjoyed his night wel.. explicitly.
Little does he know, Edgar and Chief Boullard was at the very moment were betting on if Crioss will kill Tiedoll within two days or a week.
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Soory if it's a bit short.
Also, Cross doesn't have hos weapon the Cross of Maria right now and Timcanpy doesn't exist yet. Can you guess who the corpse for Maria might be? I'm dropping hints all over.
Oh yeah, Tina Spark isn't an OC. She was actually part of DGM until she got killed. Somewhere in the Suman dark chapters.
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