A/N I've added a profile for Ray-fell for this chapter in as a treat, enjoy.

Name: Ray-fell

Age: seventeen

Gender: female

Nationality: European

Appearance: brown hair usually pulled into a ponytail. When arriving at the black order her hair was shaven on both sides to give the appearance of a Mohawk. Unfortunately Ray-fell was unable to procure a razor to keep the Mohawk so it grew out. She has blue eyes and a lean figure.

History: you'll find out…

Personality: friendly, but secretive with a lot to hide.

Innocence type: parasitic

Innocence name: Ghost Claw

Innocence abilities: claws from both hands and when activated at level two, green innocence tattoos spread across her body allowing her to become intangible and invisible.

Likes: sunrise, her innocence, chocolate, ghost stories, reading, spaghetti bolognaise.

Dislikes: Bookmen, sunset, limes, CROWS (the human kind), third exorcists, pseudo Noah.

Chapter 3

The dangers of being human

The deceptively calm night sky showed nothing of the war happening below until a purple flash shot up and the sound of gunfire sounded.

"Ray-fell, do you have the innocence yet?" asked general Tiedoll

"Got it! Yes sir!" she pulled her head out of an Irish lamp post, her hand grasping the lamp light in her hand. An akuma grabbed at her, slamming her into said post. Not for the first time, Ray-fell reminded herself to put in a complaint into whatever higher power there was about not being able to phase through akuma. She lashed out with her claws, rending the level two into ribbons. "Rest in peace, poor thing."

Rushing over to general Tiedoll to give him the innocence, Ray-fell spotted a shadow dart towards him. It stopped on a lamp post revealing lulu bell's pseudo Noah. She threw her fan at the artist, grinning as the spinning object of death made his towards him.

"General! Get down!" Yelled Chaoji

The artist threw himself to the ground as the fan sliced past his head. He looked back at the grinning maid as she caught the fan, jumping down to meet him in close combat. Using his already active innocence he slammed his chisel down into the ground, forming dust into a large fist and sending it flying at the maid. She used her own fans to fly clear of the attack and deliver a slice that would have cut Tiedoll in two if he had not jumped out of the way.

"Sir!" Ray-fell called. "Let me deal with that ps – akuma."

Tiedoll nodded and switched out with Ray-fell, laying waste to the other akuma in the surrounding area.

"As for you…." Ray-fell murmured, "You're mine."

"Road, who's that?"

"She's my new play mate, Millenie!"

"Is that so? And who are you my dear?"

"My name is Dreams. I heard you don't like exorcists…"

General cross Marian, ex- wielder of the innocence judgment watched as the brat of the white haired time traveling man fought against some sort of crazy maid wielding two fans.

"Now what kind of an akuma is that?" he wondered out loud, sitting himself down on a rooftop to watch the show. Uncorking a bottle of whisky, he took a swig straight from the bottle. "I am so very sorry dear alcohol, but I have neither a fine glass to savor you in nor a beautiful woman to share you with."

He shifted on the roof to get a little more comfortable when the cog that The Lady had given him stabbed him in the thigh. Grumbling, he pulled it out. "Oh. Right. I was supposed to do something with this stupid thing." Chucking it into the air and watching it as it fell back into his waiting hand he pondered what it was. Cross watched as the girl – what was her name? Ray-fell was sent flying over his way by a hit from the maid. Seeing his chance, he jumped down to the stunned girl.

"Oi, oi. Wake up." He hissed, shaking her shoulder. Her eyes flickered open and focused on the red haired ex – general.

"I thought I told you to leave the order." She hissed through her scarf as she got up.

"I did. The Lady millennium sent me back here to give you this." He pressed the cog into her hand.

Ray-fell admired the cog for a moment before commenting, "Funny… this is what she gave me first last time." Getting up, she turned to Cross. "Please hang around. I need to send a message to sensei." With that she leapt into the air reciting, "Mercury! I call your life into existence!"

The cog spewed copious amounts of silver liquid, forming a person.

"You called milady?" the silver girl asked "you are not my Lady." A blade formed from one of its hands "how did that cog come into your possession?"

Ray-fell landed on a rooftop. "The Lady gave it to me! Questions later. See that creepy maid? That's a pseudo Noah. Help me destroy it and I'll answer your questions."

The girl nodded and leapt off the building like quicksilver, Ray-fell in hot pursuit.

"That new girl, Dreams… I don't like her."

"She's fun! She likes playing with dolls too Tyki."

"Did you know that Lulu bell's pet akuma is fighting some exorcists at the moment?"

"Is Allen involved?"

"I don't think so. I think he's in France."

"Awwwwww! Can you help me with my homework?"

Neah watched as Allen and his team mates entered the French orphanage. This day… he remembered it so well. It had been the beginning of the end for everything. Slipping through a window, his eyes caught on his left glove. Rubbing his left arm he looked around the room for somewhere to hunker down and hide. "If only I had been able to bring along someone as well as my student…" he murmured. "Now how to make this work?"

Crouching down he took stock of where he was at. What he needed were more allies to help change the past, to stop her from being killed. He also needed to stop the fourteenth from awakening at the battle at the North American HQ. He just couldn't let the fourteenth send out that signal to the Millennium Earl today. A child running past the door made Neah look up. Maybe that was what he needed, another protégé like Ray-fell. Neah felt terrible that he had left her in the clutches of the Black Order and its bureaucrats. He had almost been glad when the order had fallen at the hands of the Earl; it had given chance for old to give way to new. Old… new… of course! Timothy! He was a brat of a child that was for sure, but thinking (forward? Back?) to when he (had? Would be?) a young man he remembered in the future- the time traveling man growled as he massaged a growing headache- deadly beyond belief to any akuma who came his way. A level three or below would be eaten by Tsukikami without even timothy even blinking. Neah sighed. He guessed that was what thirty five years of invocating innocence would do for timothy. Too bad an akuma got in a lucky shot.

Yes. That was what he would do.

Standing up, Neah wove the music from the existence around him into a cloak of invisibility. He felt his connection to the Ark shut down as he stepped out of the room and into the corridor.

"Che." He muttered. Quoting one of his (though he would never admit it) best friends. "Stupid Skulls. I forgot about your little tricks."

Hearing a commotion followed by an explosion, Neah rushed to the front entrance to find akuma entering the building. He narrowed his eyes. Ah, he loved the good old days. Time to see if the Earl had instigated the sub-routine to stop him yet.

Removing his invisibility, he stood in front of the level two and three akuma.

"Hey look level two, a disappearing man."

"No he appeared. But it doesn't matter. Let's kill him."

Neah's eyes narrowed as he called up a power he had not used in a long time. "You will not attack me."

The akuma stopped dead in their tracks. "We're so sorry lord Noah, sir." They said bowing.

A/N and there you have it. I'm sorry its short, but I felt I really needed to post it.