{ { SONG OF THE FOURTEENTH } }
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(|Recap|) for your convenience
"Walker, there's another town southward."
Allen's heart skipped a beat.
"What?" dropped from his mouth, and the Destroyer of Time turned, his silver-eyed gaze landing upon his supervisor.
Link was bloodied, but still stubbornly standing firm, his arm wrapped around his torso as he approached his watch. Once side by side, the former CROW's reddish eyes flashed warningly.
"Floraston. That town is having a festival today."
The Level Two was heading straight for it.
. : .
"Get out of town!" Kira yelled, an explosion sounding behind her and yet another gust of wind pulling at her body. "Run for the fields!"
The townsfolk took one terrified look at her and did as told, too frightened to care about trivial social rumours at this point. Seeing them flee out of the crossfire, Kira whirled around, looking for others stricken still by fear. She wondered if she should check on Link, and at that thought, she turned, only to stumble again. With an agitated noise, the young girl ripped off her hindering cloak. Just when she thought she was free, however, a loud boom echoed above her head.
Kira looked up just in time to see the building looming over her and at her back collapsing. Rock and wood and dust fell, plummeting towards her -
And everything went black.
[ Chapter 9 ]
As We Struggle to Survive
"I feel like battle scenes are the most under-appreciated in regards to characters' thoughts to the chaos around them. Especially for newbies to such destruction and death. Truly, it's not until you imagine yourself in that position, allow the words to provide for your senses, sight, scent, hearing, and touch, that you can really attempt to understand that character's situation."
Everything was silent. Everything was dark.
Kira groaned, but the sound caught in her throat. Her body felt constricted - trapped.
Where was she?
The young girl's eyelids trembled open, and she squinted, blinking repeatedly as dust trickled down onto her cheek. Her blue gaze focused after a moment, recognizing an old, splintering beam of wood and chunk of stony, broken wall over her.
Wait, a beam and a -
Kira's eyes shot wide open and she gasped, only to stiffen as her movement shifted the debris around her. Her memory flitted in the front of her mind, retelling what had happened. That was right - she'd been leading people away and had just shed her cloak when - when - the building -
The building had collapsed on her! She was under a bloody building!
The dark-skinned girl's heart began to pound, echoing in her ribcage as she trembled. Fear and shock circulated through her system before she willed herself to calm.
Deep breaths. Deep breaths. She needed to get out of here. The rubble hadn't crushed her, that much she knew.
Kira carefully shifted a bit, trying to get her entire body into view for inspection. She was sprawled out awkwardly, a bit of wood propped under her back and her right foot stuffed in stone dust, the dirt trickling into her boot. Locating her left leg, Kira found that a sign had landed on it, stretching over her hip and reading, "Thank you for coming! We look forward to your next visit!" in scarlet red paint. Reaching out with a shaky hand, Kira pushed the sign away and brought her leg closer to herself, noting the reddening skin stretching up it.
Okay, so no major damage. She was just bruised all over. For once, luck was on her side. A miracle that she wasn't dead, really.
Kira leaned her head back, taking in a breath of dusty air as she decided how to go about getting out of here. She'd have to be careful, lest she cause the rubble to shift and completely collapse on her . . . Now that she thought about it, she didn't even know what exactly was holding it up.
The teenager's blue eyes followed the wooden beam along its length before examining the section of broken wall as well. It appeared as if they'd simply been propped up by miscellaneous debris around her, which meant getting out of here would be quite the chore.
Kira pouted, feeling worry churning in the pit of her stomach.
Where was Allen? And Link? Were they alright?
What of the Akuma?
A menacing creak echoed in Kira's ears, and the dark-skinned girl inhaled sharply, fear blooming in her chest again.
Think later. Get out now.
Kira moved about carefully, curling herself up before turning herself around, poking warily at the rubble around her. It was annoying, because she couldn't get up, let alone sit. She had to keep crawling on her stomach, which wasn't fun at all. Dust constantly invaded her lungs, and she coughed harshly, her eyes stinging. Just as she was prodding another pile of crumbled wall, a second creak rang through her head, and she froze.
Muffled noise sounded from above.
Was that a voice?!
"Help!" coughed out Kira, hope unfolding its wings in her heart. She looked up at the rubble-made ceiling two inches from her face, neck craning. "I'm down here!"
Another voice joined the other, and Kira felt hope jump in her throat.
"Down here!" she yelled hoarsely again. "Please!"
And then the sound of footsteps caught her ears. Wait - they were moving away?!
The trapped girl wailed, struggling at the rubble above her head "No! Stop! Don't leave me!"
To her surprise and delight, the crumbling debris between the wooden beam and the chunk of wall over her moved at the pressure of her arms, and she pushed through, managing to get a hand out. Blessed light poured into her little prison, and Kira felt a smile light onto her lips as it warmed her face -
"NO, PLEASE!"
She froze.
"DON'T! SPARE ME!"
What?
"I HAVE A CHILD AND A-"
Her blood chilled as a loud BANG! echoed through the quiet, followed by something hitting the ground with a muffled thump. An odd gurgling sound met her ears before all went silent again.
No.
No, this couldn't be happening.
Did she just hear-?
The metallic-like screech of what she trembled to think of confirmed her suspicions. Fear bubbled up within Kira, gripping her in its icy claws and choking her. She stayed stock-still, half her body in what she'd thought was her prison, the other half inside the rubble, just about to reach out to the surface. Tears began to blur her vision.
Akuma.
There was an Akuma out there.
Why was there an Akuma? Where was Allen? And Link?
She didn't hear fighting; she couldn't hear anything. It was deathly quiet - so quiet -
A low-toned sound[1] caught the panicking girl's attention, and she paused her thoughts, listening with rising dread. The noise was moving about, getting louder, and then quieter. Realization dawned on the trapped teenager, and once again, that small bit of hope kindled in her heart.
The Akuma was moving around in no particular direction. It didn't know where she was. It might not even know she was here. She could wait till it left, and then escape and -
The noise continued to get louder and softer. Kira locked onto that sound, keeping it within her hearing like her life depended on it, straining and flinching as the pitch went from faint to just above her . . .
And then it was gone.
A few seconds passed in silence. It felt like hours - years - to the desperate girl beneath the debris. Her heart was fluttering as she finally decided to move, shifting slowly, quietly. Kira finally poked her head out from the rubble, not daring to pull herself up completely just yet, her eyes examining her surroundings.
The building that had collapsed on her had fallen forward, directly into the courtyard. It's remains stretched out, joined by the fractured bits of what used to be the statue of some important man or another, once upon a time a fountain.
Kira swallowed thickly, heart pounding against her ribs as she eyed the rest of the muted chaos about her. It wasn't as bad as she'd thought it'd be. This was the only building that collapsed (not including the completely blown up Pharmacy), and as for the other structures, they were relatively alright. The bakery owned by the Fishers[2] was in shambles, but it'd been a cheaply built wooden house anyway, and the place Allen had been thrown into had only lost a part of its front wall, the window shattered.
And there were no bodies, thank God.
But wait - what about that voice? The person the Akuma had killed?
Feeling sweat beading on her brow, Kira looked about herself again, now pulling half of her body from the ruins. A stray breeze struck up, becoming a strong wind as it rushed through the courtyard, stirring dust, stray papers, and the stubbornly smoldering remains of the Pharmacy. It was completely silent . . .
Only once she'd escaped completely did Kira notice an oddly large pile of fine dust nearby her, trickling down through the crevices of the debris it was on. As it lessened and lessened, a piece of torn fabric revealed itself -
Kira's eyes widened.
Was that . . . a shirt? A shirt and pants? The shirt - it had a giant hole in the center and blood and -
A screech echoed through the deathly quiet courtyard. Stomach jumping into her throat, Kira whirled around, staggering for balance on unsteady building remains and glass. Her blue eyes widened as she was greeted by the sight of a spherical Akuma headed her way, floating through the air directly towards her, guns pointed, face stretched in agony -
She was running. Leaping out of the debris, tripping over stray beams of wood and chunks of rock, jumping over holes in the earth- running, running, running -
She had to get away!
The sound of firing blared into her ears, ringing through her skull, followed by the ground exploding a few meters to her right. Kira screamed, shocked by the noise, burst of air, and flying earth. She fell, tumbling to the ground - she was staggering to get up, heart pounding in her ears -
A malignant shadow fell over her.
Kira's head snapped back to find the source, only to be greeted by the barrel of a cannon pointed in her face. Just around the curve of the gun, the young girl's frightened blue eyes locked onto that agonized face, crying black and mouth agape. The eyes were horror-struck - pained - she was lost in their gaze. Screams and blood filled her vision, sending her heart fluttering in panic. This horrific creature - so much pain etched on its features -
"The soul of the Akuma is imprisoned and powerless, as it is controlled by the Earl to do his bidding."
Kira's eyes welled up.
". . . save the souls trapped within them . . ."
"The power of the Innocence can destroy Akuma and save the souls trapped within them."
The sound of wind roared angrily in her ears; the barrel in her face glowed bright purple.
I wish . . . I could do something.
The Akuma let out a screech, face suddenly twisting in something akin to glee[3] -
I wish I could save the Akuma like Allen.
Tears trickled down her cheeks, she closed her eyes, and then -
"If that is your wish."
White bloomed behind her eyes.
Pain -
So much pain -
She was burning - she was burning alive!
Kira cried out, and then ethereal, sky blue light filled her vision, blinding her, followed by a screech that split through the air, directly through her ears and ringing in her skull.
That sound - she knew that sound!
It was the noise she'd often heard after stepping on a certain kitty's tail -
As Kira's senses blasted back to her, the Akuma before her suddenly backed off, making an odd clicking sound, as if confused. The barrels of its guns glowed bright then faint and bright again, indecisive about what to make of the odd sound it'd heard -
It didn't have a chance to make a decision. A black blur shot out of nowhere, speeding through the courtyard, flying over rubble - a shadow in the light that peeked through the clouds of smoke and dust and chaos in the courtyard - and then it lunged forth from the murkiness -
CHIKITA!
Kira yelled something, she wasn't quite sure just what, but she did. What the hell did the little creature think she was doing - how was she even moving that fast?!
It was then, once her little form was revealed, that Kira's eyes widened in shock, and her breath caught in her throat. Her adorable little cat looked absolutely wild - black fur on end, making her appear twice her size, and her eyes were sparking an icy blue, burning with raw power - the same color trailing behind her leaping paws. Her claws flashed in the peeking sunlight, teeth bared, and then she was flying at a surprised Akuma. A loud ripping sound and then -
The little cat skidded to a halt behind the monster before bolting for the left. The Akuma behind her let out a pained wail, it's side now sporting a large cut, splitting the barrels placed in that area, and immediately shot at the spot she'd been seconds before. Kira felt as if the breath had been stolen from her lungs as she watched her little cat dodge barrages of threatening purple bullets.
What was happening?
What was this?
How was Chikita -
Pain rippled within Kira again, and she gasped, doubling over. Her skin was burning again. It hurt - it hurt so much - why - why did it hurt - oh, God!
An agitated yowl cut through Kira's mind, and the young girl flashed a look up, body still stiff, clenched in agony. Chikita was still at it, dodging and swiping occasionally at the Akuma looming towards her. As yet another wound marked the monster, Link's words flashed through Kira's pained thoughts, and she clenched her fists, remembering that one conversation at the dinner table - the insinuations and tension -
Innocence.
Only Innocence could combat Akuma - that's what Allen had told her - which meant that Chikita, her childhood friend, her companion through thick and thin, was -
Kira about blacked out as yet another wave of pain burst through her flesh. Tears trailed down her dirt-smudged cheeks as the teenager grit her teeth, trying to steel herself against it. Why did her skin burn so much? She looked down through squinted eyes, only to flinch.
Her skin disease - was it just her, or was it moving? The black patches of diseased flesh almost appeared to be writhing just ever so slightly - or maybe it was just her panicked mind. Either way, the normal brown skin around them was going red and agitated, and the pain was very, very real.
Make it stop.
Kira closed her watery eyes again, now upon her knees on the ground, curling into herself.
It hurts - please - please, make it stop -
And then, a blessed wave of cool air flooded over her. Kira fell forward on her hands, holding herself up with trembling limbs, eyes locked on the ground as her tears wet the cracked and busted cobbles below.
It was gone?
The pain was -
Chikita's yowl abruptly loudened, catching Kira's muddled attention. The dark-skinned girl looked up just in time to see the Akuma coming for her, barrels ablaze, a determined look upon its agonized face - smoking and marred from its wounds; and then, at the same moment, just as she was despairing for her life, Kira's little cat's cry became a roar. That ethereal sky blue light, the very light that had blinded her before, flashed through the courtyard, lighting up the clouds of smoke and debris.
A scream ripped from Kira's throat, her body thrown back as the Akuma heading for her exploded, chunks of its structure flying amidst a myriad of purple smoke.
The ground was really hard, she thought idly, ears ringing once again. Her body was numb, yet stiff at the same time. A very strange feeling indeed. It was growing dark . . .
Hours, or perhaps minutes, passed by as Kira tried to kept a feeble grasp on consciousness. Looking up blearily, the teenager's unfocused blue eyes took in a large shadow looming over her . . .
. . . were those ears on the shadow's outline?
Chikita?
A rumbling sound greeted her ears, and Kira's befuddled brain tried to process the odd baritone noise. Was that a meow? That certainly didn't sound like a meow. And it was coming from a direction high up rather than at her feet, which was confusing considering her little feline's height.
The young girl blinked, vision returning completely - the large black mass before her slowly cleared, outline becoming less blurry, details revealing themselves -
"Chi-CHIKITA?" all but screeched Kira, flinching back from the giant, furry face prodding her forehead.
The little - no, BIG cat - let out an annoyed sound at the high-pitched noise Kira released, but it reverted to purr when the bruised up girl just stared at her once-upon-a-time kitty aghast. Round, icy blue eyes gazed at her innocently, as if she wasn't the size of a panther with sharp claws and teeth that had just taken out a monster.
"Ch-Chikita . . . you've . . ." Kira swallowed, eyes wide as saucers as Chikita leaned forward again, pressing her large head against Kira's smaller one. "You've grown," finished the teenager exasperated, twitching at the dark pink, sand-paper tongue that assaulted her dirty cheek.
A rumbling purr vibrated in the large cat's chest again, and Kira sighed.
I've gone bonkers. I've definitely gone bonkers.
"You're not gonna fit on my lap anymore like this."
As if to prove her point wrong, a sudden crushing weight landed on Kira's legs, and the young girl let out an alarmed noise.
"What the - CHIKITA! OWOWOWOW! BAD KITTY! BAD! AGH!"
They didn't beat the Level Two Akuma to the festival, and two people could only do so much to try and control such a chaotic situation. Link was left to trying to get the panicked festival folk out, whilst Allen tried to keep the porcupine-like monster's attention solely on him, as the creature wasn't going to let go of such a feast as the one presented before it.
The distraction method was going so well too, especially since the newly evolved Akuma had realized it could shapeshift. What was worse, there was no telling what or who was the Akuma, since unlike back in Mater, this particular Dark Matter machine didn't show such signs like being an inverted image.
The white-haired sixteen year-old currently fighting for the entire town of Floraston eyed his surroundings quickly, his cursed eye whirring wildly as he tried to locate the now hiding Akuma. He was just backing himself towards a wall so he couldn't get a bad surprise from behind when the waste basket next to him trembled.
Allen didn't think he'd look at rubbish bins[4] the same way ever again.
Two giant, bear-like paws burst forth, ridiculously large claws extended. The targeted Crown Clown accommodator only had time to stumble out of the way of the sharp reachers, not nearly having enough seconds to plan for the toothy, purple glowing maw that revealed itself next -
The air was ripped painfully from Allen's lungs, rendering him helpless against crying out as he was blasted backwards, tumbling across the cobblestones and crashing to a halt before a particularly pink flower stall on the other side of the street. Some townsfolk cowering behind said stall wailed in terror, beginning to scramble out to flee, flowers flying, and the white-haired exorcist felt panic fill him as the Akuma fired again.
Dodging meant the death of these people!
With a determined shout, Allen snatched up his trailing, glowing cloak and flung it out, ordering Crown Clown to protect. Immediately and just in time, the white cloth flowed out, snapping into shape in midair to form a zig-zag-like shield. The purple Dark Matter beams from the Earl's machine's attack slammed against Crown Clown, and Allen used that moment to scramble up, shout out a quick "Get out of here!" to the townsfolk, and lunge forward, sword at the ready. Sure enough, the moment his cloak relaxed and retreated, the Akuma predictably took that moment to lunge, planning to surprise him.
Determination flared within Allen as he knew he'd finally caught the damn thing. He swung out, his giant Sword of Salvation whistling powerfully in the air - one clean swipe would be enough - no!
The porcupine-like Level Two Akuma stumbled - IT STUMBLED - and his Sword swept right over it, only slicing off a few spikes.
A certain Destroyer of Time cursed aloud at his bad luck as he skidded to a halt, whirling around to see that the Level Two had face-planted into the cobbles. Not in the mood for being amused at the threatening yet goofy thing, Allen wasted no time in calling out a second attack -
"Clown Belt!"
Glowing white strands shot out from his cloak, whipping through the air, hardening and spiking downwards -
The ground exploded where the porcupine death machine had been, and immediately Allen rolled to the side. Sure enough as his cursed eye has recognized, his opponent had dodged, and the place he'd been moments before was blasted to bits as the Level Two's beam struck the ground. Debris blocked the young exorcist's vision, and his cursed eye whirred wildly as he relied fully on it to peek through the rising clouds of dust. As the ringing in his ears from the blast finally calmed, chunks of broken cobblestone hit the ground around him.
Thunk!
Thunk!
Thunk!
A shadow flitted through the dust! He prepared to lunge -
Bugger!
Allen froze in mid-swing, realizing that dozens of shadows were flitting through the cloud of settling plumes. There were fleeing people all around him - which one was the Akuma?
Heart beating wildly, the cursed boy once again concentrated on his left eye's vision, the world turning solely black and white as he closed his right eye. Shadow after shadow passed by - a fleeing man, a stumbling woman and child, a teenager, shopping bags in hand -
The sound of giant claws against cracked ground resonated through his ears -
Allen didn't turn around fast enough.
Howard Link cursed to himself as he saw his charge fly through the air once again. This close-cut setting filled with people was surely the worst battleground to work with for the cursed exorcist he was supervising - so many fleeing people to protect. Completely disadvantageous.
At the very least, all the plumes of smoke and debris were good at hiding the monster attacking the town. That would make things a tad easier in explaining just what had happened to any media that got curious. The Holy War was still considered a secret war, after all. It would be preferred to stay that way.[5]
"My sister! My sister is hurt!"
Red eyes narrowed, Link flitted quickly through the fleeing people (despite his sore body - crashing through that bakery definitely hadn't left him unscathed), aiming for the sound of the despairing voice, yet making sure not to be too far from his fighting companion. He was supposed to be watching Walker first and foremost, and he stuck to his job very seriously, but that didn't mean he was heartless. He soon reached the source of the noise - a young, chesnut-haired woman clutching desperately to her half-buried sibling. The younger sibling couldn't have been more than twelve, her head struggling to keep above the rubble as her hand gripped feebly to her older sister's arm.
The moment Link came into the crying woman's sight, she called out to him, "Please, sir, help my little sister! She can't get out!"
Link didn't verbally respond, but instead reached forward, beginning to quickly remove rubble. It appeared as if a stall had collapsed on top of the child, as he removed plank after plank of broken, twisted wood. Finally, he reached the particularly large collapsed wooden piece pinning the girl beneath the debris.
"Miss, I'm going to lift this up," informed Link, getting his hands into position under the slab. "It's going to be heavy, so please remove your sister quickly."
Hazel eyes shining with hope, the older sibling excitedly responded, "Yes! I will! You hear that, Carey? We're going to get out - so get ready!"
Little Carey, as the younger sibling was named, simply whimpered quietly. Link tried to ignore the feeling in his gut at the possibility of just what injury this girl could've acquired under such heavy debris. All that mattered now was that she was still alive and needed to get out. Crushed lower body or not. As Link heaved up the piece of wood with a grunt, arms trembling, the thought of Walker crossed his mind. That boy had better not be doing something shady behind his back! He would be in a ton of trouble if he didn't catch it -
"I've got her!"
Link let the slab of wood drop with a loud crash! before catching breath he didn't realize he'd lost. It really had been quite heavy!
"Thank you so much, mister!" cried out the older sibling, clutching little Carey to her bosom.
"You're welcome," replied Link, flashing a glance back at where he'd last seen his charge. Was it just him, or had it gotten eerily quiet? "You should take your sister and get to safety," he commented half-mindedly.
"That's a good idea," conceded the oldest sibling with a nervous laugh. "C'mon, Carey - we should make sure Papa's alright!"
And with that, the two siblings ran off. Link couldn't stop himself from watching them leave. For a moment - just a moment - as their silhouettes disappeared into the clouds of dust and debris, he pictured himself and several orphans running through a crowd of people . . . [6]
The blonde man shook his head, chasing away such memories. He needed to concentrate on his task at-hand. Or charge.
Speaking of which, where was Walker?
[1] If you've watched the anime, you know what an Akuma moving around sounds like. If not, it's sorta like a low whirring noise?
[2] If you don't know who the Fishers are, you ought to revisit the last chapter's omake lD On a side note, anyone I mention multiple times tends to be important in the story at some point, so don't forget them!
[3] Upon getting closer to evolving, or more so on the very edge of doing so, a Level 1 will sometimes portray emotions of sadistic glee, or something of the sort. The easiest example that comes to mind is the first Level Two introduce in the manga; just before it evolved, it grinned (unless that was in the anime?), if I remember correctly.
[4] For the Americans who aren't familiar with the term, rubbish bins are trash cans xD If you go to England, asking where a trash can is will likely earn you a funny look, and then a "Oh, you mean the rubbish bin?" It happened to my pilgrimage group the entire time we were in London!
[5] Something people often seem to forget about how the Holy War is viewed in DGM. It's still considered a relatively "secret" war, one that isn't publicized. Could you imagine what would happen if people found out there were monsters who wore human skin and could pop out at any moment and kill them with glee? That'd be world-wide panic!
[6] Spoiler! It was recently revealed that Link and the Third Exorcists were chummy when they were orphan kids.
A / N : First of all, I'd like to apologize for this incredibly late chapter. Rather than being inspiring, my summer has been a large mix of vacations and distractions, with lots of college preparing on the side. I've found that I actually write better when I'm supposed to be doing school work . . . xD This chapter also took a while because it's quite pivotal in how SOTF continues, and I wanted to take my time on it and double check everything and how I portrayed it. Regardless, I plan to get back on a relatively normal weekly schedule again, if my first days in college go well (I start August 11th orz). Thank you for your patience, and reviews of course! :D
Sorry about the lack of Omake/Blooper this time. I decided it was about time I just uploaded this chapter, since I couldn't think of one on the spot :'D /will make up for it later.
NaomiTheWingedSerpent - Ahaaa, yeah, I've read quite a few of the unrealistic OC stories, so I know what ya mean orz. I'm very pleased that I've done well in making Kira's story realistic! "Nail-biter" - Love that description! 8D Thank you so very much! ;u; And thanks for the review~!
SmileRen - Here's your update! :D
Sabet163 - We're all sadists and masochists here with cliffhangers LOL. Glad to hear it! And here's what our "little" feline can do ;D "Kira felt as if her shock had been bitch-slapped by a brick wall and flung out of her skull like a cheating husband from his home." I have no idea what came over me, but I liked that description too xD I'm thrilled to hear that you loved this chapter ;u; Thank you, and thank you for the review~!
Skittles-Obsessed-Wolf-Girl - I'm sorry to hear about your bad day D: May things get better for you! And I'm happy the update made things a little better ;u; Amg I'm skittlefied. CHI IS SKITTLEFIED 8D Thank you for the review~! xD
Panthershade - Ahhhh, I feel your paaaain -flops- I had AP exams coming up back when you wrote this review :'D I'm happy the update provided entertainment! xD Lolyes. The first Akuma I ever thought up/created. A derpy porcupine-bear-thang xD I tend to create a lot of animal-like Akuma, now that I think about it . . . I'll need to work on that, lol! Oh, hell, yeah. Ya'll are gonna love Chikita, or at least I hope you will, lmao. Glad you prefer the Gaelic name-meaning! No one ever seems to connect to that one orz. Always the Japanese OTL. Lol, and don't worry, Kira's not a family-killer OC xD Though she certainly does have some skeleton's in her closet, or better said, her family's closet! (Or maybe the pile of boxes in the attic . . . ). EPIC? Oh gawd, that's too kind xD Here's the continuation! Thanks for the lovely review~! :D
TheSteelFlameAlchemist - LOL HI ALESSIA HOW ARE YOU TODAY -shot- Oh gawd, don't weep, lmao! AND WHATCHU YOU TALKIN' ABOUT. I BET YOUR WRITING ROCKS. Pffffffff, you naughty student, reading my bloopers during class xDDD Lavi? Who's Lavi? I haven't heard of this Lavi - was he in the manga at some point? -shot- HOSHINO BRING HIM BACK GAWD. LOL, YES. No one seems to give enough cred to Link and his sleeve knives xD I think their pretty damn cool! AND YOU KNOW ME, I'M FINE WITH CAPSLOCK. TOTALLY. CAPSLOCK BADGER DON'T GIVE A SHIT. /ROLLING Thanks for the immensely amusing review, Alessia~! xDDD
B3GIN - Ahahaha "change." Yeah, things were changed, but certainly not for the better - I'm horrible to my characters D': You'll hear more about Doctor Phillip later though, and hopefully I'll be able to expound on what his part is in this fanfic! Yeaaah, I always planned to explain the bit of how Chikita got to the battle, but I totally forgot in the first version! I was very happy to be able to write it now, haha. Yep! Now that Kira's past is relatively straight in my head, it's much easier for me to reveal aspects of her family history and the mysterious wrapped up in there. I'm happy you liked that line! It came to me on the spur of the moment, and I was quite pleased with it |D Glad it had impact! And as for the hints, just keep your eyes sharp ;D Anything that seems odd or just not right, keep a tab on! Thank you very much for the kind review, B3GIN~!
Kaite1211 - Good catch! However, Malcolm Leverrier (Lvellie)'s last name isn't Malcolm. I've got quite a few ideas for the reason for Kira's family's last name, but I haven't decided on one yet. Although, I'll give you this: "Malcolm" isn't a Swedish last name. It's Scottish. And Grampy's side of the family is entirely Swedish. Also keep in mind Kira's flashback about Chikita where she saw those family photos! And amg, I think you're one of the first people to actually catch the usual connotation to "explosion/house fire" in DGM, haha. Rather similar to how the Pharmacy went up in flames, no? So was it a fire that killed Kira's mother? Or could it have been an Akuma attack? I'm happy you think so! I'll be trying to push in the POV of the canon characters as much as I can without being messy, haha. I've obviously been very busy, but I'll definitely check out the Equine Exorcist as soon as I can! Thank you very much, and thanks for the review~!
Papayyyyy (chapter 3) - Thank God they're not OOC :ming:. LOL, I hadn't really thought about it until I pictured /myself/ waking up after being unconscious and seeing someone in a black cloak xD I always wanted to detail his reaction to Kira that way! And THANK YOU PAPY - I'm glad you picked that up! I was wondering who would catch the "I could never eat that much, Grampy!" line xD Amfg LMAO I love how you pronounce Lavi's hammer's name 8'DDD Thanks for the review, Papy~! :D
DoingJeanOnTheSide (chapter 1) - I figured starting out with canon characters would be the way to do it |D I'm glad it worked out, as well as Kira's introduction :D LOL, I think you're the first person to comment on that, lmao. I'm surprised more people didn't think Chikita creeping around to be an Akuma at first xD Yay for surprises 8D Thank you very much for the constructive critique, One~! I look forward to it xD
DoingJeanOnTheSide (chapter 2) - LMAO. Poor, socially awkward Kira xD Her analysis of things'll come in handy in the future, I'm sure. And yay for little Kira 8D lolyou'renotafailureIfoundthisreviewthoughtfultoox D
DoingJeanOnTheSide (chapter 3) - I was never one for the "POV headings," haha. I never saw real authors do it, so I decided to avoid it in my fanfictions lD Lavi is always entertaining 8D WE NEED MOAR LAVI, HOSHINOOO. Yes, I'm really gonna miss Grampy ;u; -rolls-. Thanks for the review, One~!
DoingJeanOnTheSide (chapter 4) - Being a social recluse and all of a sudden having nice people in her house is quite a change for her xD It's no surprise she latched onto them after they were so friendly and not judging her for her skin disease. 'Course, the whole "they'll be leaving soon" bit is always on her mind :ming:. Motherly!Kira~! xD Allen just oozes weirdness, I swear -shot-. "You can really tell that these new people are making her think more than she's used to xD" No kidding!
Guest (chapter 1) - ahmaigawdyou'remakingmeblush ;U; Thank you so much! Lavi is hilarious - some people just don't do him justice in writing him xD I really hope we get to see more of him once Hoshino gets back, since she's promised as much. Thanks for the review~!
Guest (chapter 2) - LOL, glad you did! xD Thanks for reviewing as well!
Guest (chapter 8) - Thank you ;7; UPDATEROO HERE~! Thanks for the review!
Juliedoo - a;lskdjf thank you so much amg. I'm eager to see how I go through with it myself lmao. Thanks for the kind review!
Hidden Depths of the Mind - Ahaha, yeah, I updated with a warning that I'd be rewriting, but it had been so long I don't think a lot of people caught it lol. Oh my gosh, thank you ;7; I'm happy it is! Haha, thanks for the review~!
