Author's Note: Alright fellow Angels! Here is the new and improved version of My Dark Angel! If this confuses you...great! I'm clearly doing my job right! As pointed out by a good friend of mine, the first few chapters are quite cringe-worthy, and do absolutely nothing for the story, so I have edited them and hopefully gotten rid of the Mary-Sueishness.
Title: My Dark Angel
Author: Princess Kanako
Pairing(s): Dark M/OC/Krad, Satoshi/OC, Daisuke/Riku, with the possibility of a few other pairings as the series goes along, but I can't make any promises
Date Submitted: 18/07/14
Disclaimer: I do not own D N Angel or any of its affiliates; they belong to Yukiru Sugisaki
Claimer: I do own Faye, a few plot ideas, and any OCs that pop up along the way.
Genre: Adventure, Romance, Drama, Angst (story of maturation – mental/physical development – of principal character)
Summary: This would be an example. There would be blood. And pain. Both halves of the Black Wings would understand this folly before they died. The same as other men before them, they would die for a human.
Warning: Swearing. Violent thoughts? I dunno.
Writing like this are thoughts. Diary entries are labelled.
Writing like this is Faye's subconscious.
"Umm-"
"Come in and sit down," Risa said calmly, cutting Faye off as she pulled her into the room and towards a chair. Silently, I obeyed, wondering what the hell was going on. Risa held up a sheet of paper.
"Just listen," she ordered, "And then I'll tell you what I want to say."
'I probably won't even give you this letter. I've decided that I can no longer see you, Mr. Dark.
I know that you are bound by fate, but I think that meeting you was my fate. No, I know that I was
brought into this world to meet you. To be with you. No matter what you may say in anger, I will always know that you sincerely loved and cared for me more than anyone before. I sealed away my feelings for you deep inside my heart today.
Someday, when my life has ended, my hear will fly freely again. It will become like the wind, so that it can be close to you. And so, I dream; I pray with my whole sould that you will overcome your fate and accomplish your mission.
To my eternal love, Mr. Dark.
From Rika.'
Faye's stomach churned as she looked at Risa's milk-white face.
"Why did you tell me this?" she asked, her voice wobbling slightly. "I already knew that Dark loved another woman."
"Did he tell you just who she was?" Risa snapped, as Faye shook her head. "I thought not. The girl in this letter - Rika - was my grandmother."
Faye bit her lip, her thoughts spinning.
"He loved her more then he loved any of the other girls he saw," she said harshly, "More then me, and definitely more then you."
Faye blinked in shock, and she reached across and slapped Risa without thinking.
"You are a liar," she snapped. Risa narrowed her eyes, one hand pressed against her slowly reddening cheek.
"Maybe you need to read this yourself," she hissed, digging in an envelope and drawing out an object, "And just to prove I'm not lying, I found this with the letter."
Faye's heart sank when she held up an unmistakably familiar feather. Sure, she could've gotten it from a bird and been a liar like Faye said, but only Dark's feathers had a way to shimmer with blues and reds and whites. She reached towards the feather and just as her fingers brushed the velvety texture, a weird, bright blue light flared up as she fell out of her chair - to find that there was no ground beneath it.
"Dark!" she screamed, as Risa's bedroom faded, leaving darkness to overtake her vision.
At the Niwa household, two angels suddenly stiffened as a cry echoed through their minds.
"Faye's in trouble!" Dark snarled, bounding to the balcony and spreading large ebony wings, his golden counterpart right behind him.
Faye...please be alright!
Faye came to crumpled up behind a large array of boulders, and with a groan sat up, putting a hand to her head. She blinked, trying to clear her double vision.
Wincing, she slitted her eyes and looked up to see blue skies above her, and frowned, worried. What had happened? And how long had she been out? She had been arguing with Risa, and she remembered that dammed letter – this clearly wasn't home. So where was she? She distinctly remembered seeing a blue light. As those thoughts ran through her head, Faye stood slowly, and began to climb out of her little 'nest'. By the time she reached the top, she could hear someone breathing. With a heave, she threw herself over, tumbling right in front of a frightened girl.
Sheepishly, she smiled.
"Uh, hi... hey, are you okay?" Faye asked, noting the fearful look the girl sent her.
"Please, don't hurt me," she almost begged, panicked tears streaking her features as she pressed herself against the nearest rock.
"I won't do anything to you!" Faye said, shocked, trying to reassure the woman. "Is there anything I can do to help you?" She blinked. "Oh, I'm Faye, by the way... what's your name?"
The girl eyed Faye for a moment, uncertain whether to believe her, but after considering it for a moment, she sat up a little, and whispered, "My name is Rika, and my...companion, Dark is fighting an enemy – we were on our way back to town, when we were ambushed by a man named Krad. He told me to hide here, and went to fight him."
Faye blanched, shock numbing her tongue for several seconds as she took in the fact that she was sitting in front of Risa's grandmother... and she was alive and well...which meant she had somehow gone back in time.
Oh, my god... could this get any worse?
Faye desperately tried to unfreeze her face before the young girl became frightened again, and gave her a forced grin. "Oh! Well, I've heard of Krad. But your companion will return to you safe and sound." She looked around, trying to gather her thoughts and think. "I think I'll stay until he comes back - just in case something happens."
"You would do that for a girl you don't know?" she asked, fear and suspicion combining in her eyes to weigh heavily upon Faye.
"Of course I would," she laughed uneasily as she thought about that. I don't dare say names, oh yeah, funny story, I'm kinda dating your boyfriend, in the future. Faye turned her face away, wincing. If this isn't awkward...
"So, Rika, we'll just wait here for Dark to come for you, okay? We'll be perfectly safe." Her mind was racing, thoughts scattered here, there, and everywhere as she actually began to take in when she was. She looks to be about nineteen, so I'm probably back a good few years.
Rika was still leery, but tentatively grateful for assistance, and busied herself eyeing Faye's clothes curiously. A few minutes went be quietly, then, "So... tell me, what were you doing behind those rocks?" she asked curiously.
"Ah, um..." she giggled nervously. Of all things, she had to ask that... "Well, I was exploring earlier, and must've slipped and hit my head." Hope that works well enough – not that I had time to give a better excuse.
"Oh... are you sure that you're all right?" Rika asked, a concerned look crossing her face.
"Sure, sure, I've got a hard head, nothing to worry about, really. So... you said you were heading to town?" Faye asked, trying to get the inquisitive girl's mind onto another topic, all the while wishing that Dark would come get Rika so she could go home – or at least try. Faye smiled at the girl, and then looked up at the sky – it was getting late, the sun would set soon, and it would get cold. Come on, Dark, hurry it up. She frowned down at the ground for a moment – it appeared that her prayers were about to be answered; she could practically feel him headed their way.
Weird.
"Rika, I think Dark will be here soon." She stood, and reached down to help her companion up, smiling at her. "Better stand back, so he doesn't panic thinking I'm trying to keep you from him," Faye joked. "That wouldn't be a good thing for my health."
Rika laughed a little.
"No, probably not," she said. "He's very protective."
Faye nodded absently, searching the sky for the telltale sign of his midnight wings, and stepped back when she saw it, giving the young woman plenty of room to meet him. It was a shock to see Dark, looking just the same as he did now, only focused on someone other than her. She knew she was seeing a time earlier than what she'd started in, but it was still very uncomfortable. He frowned lightly at Faye when he landed, but she made no move towards him, or to stop Rika, who, as quickly as she was able made her way to him.
I wonder why he never mentioned that he'd met me... of course, he probably couldn't tell me, or it might have changed things.
She looked up to hear murmurs and watched as he checked Rika over carefully, before turning a burning gaze on her. It hit Faye hard... there was no recognition in those eyes, no softness for her – all his softness was for Rika, and the hurt that engendered hit her hard. She looked away just as he spoke.
"Thank you, for watching over Rika," he said in his velvet voice. It caused the same shivers down her spine that it had the first time she'd heard it, and Faye clamped down hard on that reaction.
"Oh, it was no trouble," she mumbled, keeping her gaze down, unable to bring herself to look directly at him. "I was pleased to help."
"Hmm... well, thanks... Faye, was it?" he asked, "Is there somewhere we could bring you in repayment for your kindness?"
She shook her head.
"No, that's not needed; you should get Rika home – she's had a hard day, and needs her bed, I'll bet. I'll be just fine."
He studied her for a few more moments as Rika smiled at her, and then bowed his head slightly.
"Alright. Thanks again."
Faye nodded, and with a last piercing glance in her direction, Dark enfolded Rika into his arms, and they both flew off, leaving her to slump down and rest her head against her hands.
"I want to go home..." she whimpered.
A familiar blue light flared up, and they wrapped around her and drew her away, the scenery warping from view as she could make out the outlines of Risa's bedroom.
What a crazy thing to happen! I wonder if I was supposed to go back, so I could help Rika? Was it my fate to do that, though? Ugh... time travel is soo confusing!
Diary entry 28.
I just feel cheap.
Faye Alexandra Clarke.
Kanako: Please review!
