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All right, I've been getting bored with writing in third person. Which is strange, because I find it easier to write that way. Anyway, I'm going to be writing in first person, it's usually going to be in Emilie's point of view unless I say otherwise.

Oh, this is a bit of a time skip. I don't want to have like, five chapters about Emilie's time in the hospital, so I'm jumping ahead a few weeks.


I was running again. Only this time, I knew who I was running from. Though what I'm running from, I'm not entirely sure; all I know is that it's evil. My legs were like lead, heavy, as if I'd been running for hours before now. My eyelids were heavy as well, but with sleep. What was that smell?

It smelled awful, sick started making its way up my throat, but I swallowed the bile down. I had no time to slow down just to ease my upset stomach. I had to get away. I had to get back. I had to warn them…

Warn who?

I awoke in a cold sweat, the white haired boy from before, Allen, was sitting beside me again. "Are you okay? You sounded like you were having a nightmare."

A nightmare? I guess that's so, but that seemed more like a vision. I nodded my head. "Yeah, I'm fine."

Allen smiled. "That's good to hear. Oh, the nurse said that you'd be able to get out of here later today."

I nodded. I still don't trust this guy. "Great," I said faking a smile.

"So, uhm…There's something we need to check before you go." Allen said rubbing the back of his neck. I raised an eyebrow. "And that is?"

I sat up so I was at eye level with Allen. "Oh, um, we need to-,"

The door opened, and a man with a white coat, and a beret walked in. He pushed up his glasses, and smiled. "Hello, my name is Komui Lee. I would like you to follow me." He grabbed my wrist, and dragged me out of the bed and into the hallway. It was then I realized I wasn't wearing my own clothes. Rather, I was wearing a white dress that came to my knees. I grimaced when I saw it, but I guess it's better than a hospital gown right? The ones with the huge slit in the back that shows of your arse?

But then there's the next disturbing question. Who was the one who took me out of my regular clothes and into this? Whoever it is, they have a death wish.

Komui was still dragging me by my wrist. I really didn't have a lot of strength so I didn't fight back.
"Um, excuse me, Mister Lee?"

"Call me Komui."

"Oh, okay then, Komui, where exactly are you taking me?"

"I'm taking you to see the generals."

The generals? What? I don't get it. Why would this place have generals? As if reading my mind, Komui spoke. "The Black order is more of a secret military sworn to protect the human race from things called Akuma. When you came here, a piece of a substance called Innocence reacted to your presence. We believe that you are an accommodator to it."
I'm still confused. "Okay," I say slowly. "But what exactly is innocence, and what the bloody hell is an akuma?"

Komui sighed. I'm actually glad he's being somewhat patient with me. We arrived at what seemed to be an elevator. "Akuma are the soldiers of the Millennium Earl. They are nothing but ruthless killing machines. They are created when from the sorrow of one who wishes for their loved ones to come back to life. That's when the Millennium Earl comes in, granting their wish, but the Akuma kill the person who called them back, and take upon their appearance. They are indistinguishable from regular human beings, because they wear the skin of a human. That's why Kanda, out of precaution attacked you. I really do apologize about that."

Why is he apologizing? Shouldn't Kanda, or whatever, be the one saying he's sorry? "Okay, but what's this thing, innocence, you were talking about. What's it got to do with me?"

"I'll let the generals explain that to you."

I swear I could see a smirk on his face. I brushed it off. What am I getting dragged into. I still don't get the concept of Akuma.

Then I looked around. Komui and I were standing on a platform. Get this, it seemed to hover. There were no cables holding or elevator shaft supporting it. Just a platform. Well, I guess it's to be expected, after all, I've gone down the rabbit hole, what's next? A blonde girl in a blue dress named Alice. You know what? If I did meet Alice, that would make more sense than what Komui's going on about.

The elevator halted to a stop. It was nearly pitch black; the only light came from the platform we were standing on, five chairs, which had people sitting in them, and some really weird snake, human, squid thing. When I saw it, I fell onto my butt. "Ahh! What the heck is that?" I screamed. Komui smiled, and pushed up his glasses. "That would be Helvaska. Don't be afraid of her. She won't hurt you."

Part of me believed him, but another part didn't.

"Is this the one who arrived a few weeks ago?" Asked one of the people sitting in the chairs. I couldn't see any of their faces, just their silhouettes. "Indeed she is." Komui answered.

The next thing I knew, I felt something wrap around my waist and legs. "What the hell?" I screamed. "Put me down!"

"Stay calm, Helvaska is just seeing if you are compatible with the innocence. Just stay still. If you are compatible, she'll have to measure your synchronization rate with your innocence."

Stay calm? Stay calm! Let's see you do this! I have no clue what's going on! Sorry, but the natural human reaction to something unusual is fear. I'm only human, unlike you!

A strange sensation passed through me. It was like a flash of energy. I started to get tunnel vision, and I blacked out.

I was standing alone. Standing? No, more like floating. Floating in the darkness. Wait, if it's dark, why can I see myself? Am I…glowing? No. That's impossible. I can't be glowing can I?

Warmth bubbled in my chest, and a light emerged. So I was glowing! The light flickered red and orange, like a fire. Wings burst from the orb of flame, then a head, and a tail. What floated in front of me was a Phoenix!

"W-what are you?" I heard myself ask, my voice echoing in the void. What was I thinking expecting an answer? It's just a bird isn't it? Mythical or not, birds just don't talk!

I was wrong.

"I am your Innocence, your anti-akuma weapon, Resurrection. You were able to pick up on my power earlier, when you grabbed those guns."

I couldn't tell if it was a male or female voice, but quickly decided it didn't matter. The phoenix morphed back into the orb of flames and split, morphing into the shape of what I recognized to be 9mm caliber pistol. Though they were still in the state of fire, I grabbed a hold of the handles. To my surprise, the fire didn't burn me. "It's time to wake up now, Emilie D'Arc"

My eyes shot open, and Helvaska was still holding me, but this time, I had the guns in my hands. "Good, you're awake, now I can measure your synchronization rate with your Innocence."

I have no idea what she…I think it's a she was talking about. I then felt as if something were beginning to probe at my insides. "What the hell is going on! Put me down!" I yelled beginning to struggle against Helvaska's grip.

Ignoring me Helvaska began to say random numbers. "Synchronization rate, 1%...15%...32%...59%...74%...87%"

I have no idea what those numbers mean. Until she explained. "The maximum rate you can synchronize with your innocence is 87%. I apologize," she says setting me down gently on the platform next to Komui. "I did not intend to frighten you."

My first reaction was to say, "Yeah, well, you did anyway!" but I bit my tongue. Instead, I asked a question I've asked multiple times before. "What exactly is Innocence?"

"Do you know the story of Noah's flood?" Komui asked. I nodded. "You mean the story in the bible? I've heard of it, never really believed it. I find the circumstances not plausible."

Komui frowned. "Perhaps this will change your mind. Innocence was originally in the form of a golden cube, which had a prophecy inscribed. It is said to have been created by the ancient ones who fought the Millennium Earl, and in the process of fighting, the flood, documented as Noah's Flood, destroyed the earth. The cube apparently broke into 109 pieces and scattered across the world. It is the Orders job to collect the pieces of Innocence before the Earl does, and find accommodators to the Innocence."

I nodded slowly. "I still find this ridiculous. It's just not possible. Sorry, but I just don't think I can do this. I just want to go home."

One of the generals spoke. "I'm afraid now that we know you're compatible with Innocence, we cannot let you leave."

Three words. What. The. Hell. "Wh- why!" You see that exclamation mark there right? So, you realize that wasn't a question. It was a demand.

"Because we need all the strength we can get on our side. And you'll be a great help in our cause. I can tell." Komui said.

The elevator jerked, and started going upwards. "So I have no choice in the matter?"

"None at all."

I pouted and waited until the elevator stopped. "Go down the hall, turn left, and go into the room on the right," Komui said stepping out of the elevator. "Knock on the door and say that you're the new exorcist. When you're done there, Lenalee will come get you and take you to my office." He said walking away.

Great, I've been attacked, rescued, and technically, kidnapped, by the same organization. Could my life get any worse? Spoke to soon.

While I wasn't paying attention to where I was going, I happened to bump into someone. Who could it be? If you were thinking someone who would help me get out of here, you'd be wrong. It was the man who had attacked me weeks ago. He glared down at me. I glared back. "Don't you have something to say?" I asked. He narrowed his glare. "If you're looking for an apology, you're wasting your time. I have no regrets. Now move, or else, I'll finish what I was about to do."

He was already beginning to walk around me when I said, "No."

He stopped moving and glared at me again. In all honesty, it gave me chills, but I was stupid, so I stood my ground. "What did you say?" he asked threateningly. I held eye contact. "Do you have a hearing problem or something? I said, 'No'. I'm not going to move. And unless you want me following you, you'd better apologize. Right now!"

He twitched. He wasn't used to being talked to like that. He unsheathed his sword, and pointed it at me. "I have no problem slicing you into pieces. That's what's going to happen if you ever cross my path or talk to me like that again."

I smirked. "You know what? Something tells me you won't. Now if you excuse me," I pushed his sword out of my face. "I have something to do that's actually worth my time."

I was half expecting to feel the sword puncture my stomach again, but it didn't. The farther I walked away from him, the more proud of myself I was, and the more I was mentally slapping myself in the head. How could I have been so stupid! I just made an enemy with the most intimidating guy here. But one thing puzzled me. Why is it he looked so familiar? Allen looked like Aaron, and the girl he was with before, Lenalee? She kinda looked like Lan. Then it hit me. Kato. Yuuto Kato. The arse-hole that made me climb the fucking mountain. I swear, I'll kill him when I get out of here.

I followed Komui's instructions, and knocked on the door on the right. "Hello? Uh, I'm the new exorcist? Komui said for me to come here?" Everything came out as a question. There was a crash coming from the other side of the door.

The door opened revealing a man with a round face and circular glasses. His hair was curly and light brown in color. "Come in. My name is Johnny."

I walked inside. The room was stacked with black and white fabric. In the corner were a rack of boots, and a sewing machine. "So what kind of jacket do you want?" Johnny asked grabbing a pad of paper and a pen. "Excuse me?"

"Oh, it's for your exorcist uniform. It's standard for the exorcists to have their own personalized uniforms. What do you want yours to look like?" (A.N. They all have their First gen. Uniforms okay? I really don't feel like writing in the crown clown. As much as I love it, I'm just to damn lazy)

I might as well just accept the fact I'm not getting out of here until I play along to these stupid games. I set my guns down on a table. "Hmm…Well, what's the standard base for the uniform?" I asked. Johnny drew a female figure, and an outfit with a regular length jacket (to the hips) and a mini skirt.

I shook my head. "No way am I wearing a mini skirt. How about the right side is a long pant leg, and the left side is a short pant leg, that goes to about here," I said showing him with my hand where I wanted the shorts to fall, which was mid-thigh.

"You mean like this?" He asked, sketching out what I described. "Exactly, hmm… could you make the pant leg like it's a built in shoe? And have belts sort of wrap around my thigh, calf and ankle?"

Johnny was moving the pen furiously against the paper. He looked at me. I couldn't see his eyes behind his thick glasses. I nodded at the design. "I'd recommend knee high boots." He said.

"I know. That's just what I was thinking."

"What about the jacket?"

I thought for a moment. "I defiantly want it longer. Down to my ankles maybe?"

Johnny sketched it. "Yup. Like that."

"What kind of collar do you want?"

"A high one. One that sticks straight up, and ends at my chin." I watched him sketch it. "Precisely. Hm…Can the sleeves go to my elbow?" Johnny nodded. I took a step back and nodded. It was good. Something comfortable and I would be okay wearing it.

Johnny proceeded in taking measurements, to size the uniform. When he finished that, he cut out the fabric and began sewing the pieces together. "While I finish this up, why don't you go look in that closet over there, and pick out some stuff you like." He motioned toward a door on the far side of the room.

I looked around in there, trying on different things. There were many accessories, like belts and gloves, and a few extra pairs of shoes. He said that's where he kept the smaller sizes, since I'm only five foot two, and have small feet, I'd have better luck looking there. I found a pair of black knee high boots that fit, I gave the right one to Johnny to sew the pant leg to. I picked out a few small belts to wrap around my legs, and some that looked nice when you crossed them diagonally which also had gun holsters. Lastly, I found a pair of fingerless gloves that fit.

I'd like to say it only took me a few minutes, but that'd be a lie. It probably took me about thirty minutes to find boots that I liked, but Johnny's job was much harder. He had to complete a complicated design. I felt bad.

Lenalee walked in as I was trying on the uniform. "How does it feel?" she asked. "It's nice," I responded. "It fits comfortably, and it's quite durable, yet light." I turned to Johnny. "What kind of fabric is this?"

He pushed up his glasses. "You can't buy it in stores, if that's what you're asking."

Drat. My mother loves to make clothes, and she'd be ecstatic if she found out, she could buy fabric like this. Wait! I'm beginning to trust them! No way! I can't! But…they've been nothing but nice to me…well, exception of mister Look-at-me-I've-got-a-big-sword. I guess I should tell them my name. It's the least I can do…right?

"Thanks Johnny. I said grabbing the guns on the table and sliding them into the holsters. Johnny smiled. "No problem…"

I meant to say my actual name, but instead I said. "Jane. Jane Doe."

I mentally slapped myself. Nice going stupid!

I turned to Lenalee. She smiles at me, and motions for me to follow her, which I do. I close the door behind me. We take a few steps and she turns to me, frowning. "Why did you lie to him?"

I looked at her confusedly. "Lie to him about what?"

"Your name."

"I didn't lie."

"Yes you did! Komui and I know your real name and where you come from."

I crossed my arms. "Enlighten me."

Lenalee took a deep breath. "Your name is Emilie D'Arc, you're originally from France, but you moved to London recently."

I gaped at her. "How could you possibly know that?"

Lenalee turned on her heel, and started walking. "Helvaska. When she was measuring the rate of your Innocence, she looked into your soul, and saw that."

I followed Lenalee in silence. That thing with the tendrils, who probed my insides, looked into my soul! I'm seriously disturbed.

It was a short walk to Komui's office. Lenalee must have calmed down a bit by the time we got there. She opened the door for me with a smile. Inside the office was covered with stacks of paper and papers scattered across the floor. And I thought I lived in a pigsty…

I looked around and saw two people sitting on a couch. One was Mister. Look-at-me-I've-got-a-big-sword, and the other was the white haired boy, Allen. Allen smiled and waved at me, while the other glared, then turned away.

"Ah, so you're finally done." Called Komui's voice from behind a stack of paper on the desk. He walked around so he was visible to me. "I'm sorry to set you off so soon, but since you, Kanda, and Allen are the only available exorcists, I have no choice."

I looked at him quizzically. "No choice for what?"

Komui pushed up his glasses. "No choice but to send you out on an assignement."


*Sigh* I'm sorry, this chapter sucked…And I'm sorry for going through the grueling process of describing Emilie's uniform. I'll have a picture of it on my deviantART soon enough. I'll post a link…

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