Chapter 1

===Julia, now Robin, POV===

"N-no! Stay back you MONSTER! Help! Someone help meeee!"

A terrified village girl cried as she tried to pass through the wall behind her. She tried to run away from the monster she saw killing her parents and turning them in dust. She cried for help but none came because almost everyone was dead or was too scared to come out of his/her home. The monster raised its arm as it turned in a gun again. The gurl tried to crawl away, she scratched so hard on the wall her nails broke. The monster's, no, Akuma's hand lightly trembled and shot the girl in the chest. She quickly got covered in black pentagrams and disappeared, leaving bloodied clothes. The Akuma turned and floated towards the next house full of people, tears spilling non-stop from the eyes.

'She was getting married in March...Why, Robin, why...'

She cried and cried as all the villagers died. She understood she had no control but still felt sorry, because she saw it, felt the blood that splattered her face when she stabbed Mr. Baker, she heard their screams and terrified looks, she felt the recoil when her gun-like hand shot each bullet at the innocents. In some twisted sense she had killed them, that thing she was trapped in WAS currently her body.

'Oh, God. Please, if you can hear me, help me! I don't want to kill anyone!'

She understood no help would probably come, at most she could hope an exorcist would come and kill her. She was also confused. Was it still 'her' or was she a 'him'? She/He? Julia's soul was now inside the Akuma wearing her brother's skin. She couldn't accept this fact. She felt gross about wearing her brother, it was just wrong!

She struggled each and every day for the past month, she could barely move a finger with her will.

'I'm pathetic, but I won't give up! If there's no one to help me, I'll work hard and make things work! As long as there's someone that can stop me, I'll restrain the Akuma's, no, my movements so they can finish me.'

Another month passed, she had reached a town and knew soon blood would start to flow. She would be forced by the program to kill people. However, just before the first night's killings would start, a man with long red hair, cigarette, glases, half mask and an exorcist coat confronted her. He wielded a big gun and looked quite surprized she lasted that long fighting him. At the end he even looked hesitant to kill her.

'No,no! I've been trying to somewhat controll this body but now when I had the chance, I couldn't do a thing!'

She then heard sound and turned to see a mother protecting her daughter from her. Suddenly she was reminded of her own mother, father and little brother. Pain and tears welled even more, her heart, if she still had one in this body, was wretched by unimaginable pain.

'NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!'

With everything she got, she pushed and pulled at the force keeping her from acting on her free will. She gained control of her left hand and used it to push her other arm away, so the bullet won't hit them.

"Rrun! Get...AWAY!" - I managed to squeeze out.

When they did so, I turned at the exorcist.

"P...lease. Kkill...me..." - I pleaded with all my strenght.

"Ah, the irony!" - the man said in his gruff voice.

I felt my consciousness slip, I didn't know for how long I could keep the control. I lowered my head and waited, as I felt the cool and stinging barrel of the gun on my forehead. Suddenly a soft light shone and a shard came out of the man's pocket. It came to me and landed in my lap.

'How could an Innocence choose me? I'm a monster! But...this...

this light for some reason gives me hope. I don't want to kill any more people! I...WANT TO SAVE ALL THE AKUMAS' SOULS!' - I might have not known much about the Innocence but I knew it could exorcise Akuma.

I, more than anyone knew what it felt like to be forced to do things against your free will, so I took the chance.

'I will NOT serve the Earl! Not now, nor ever again! I won't allow it ever again!'

A hellish pain seared through my forehead and I couldn't help but scream. After that everything became black.

===The next motning===

The sun shone through the gap between the closed curtains of the hotel room. The rays landed on the not bandaged eye of a white haired boy laying in a bed. His left eye and cheek were wrapped in bandages.

"Ugh...My head."

"Oi, ya awake boy?" - the red haired man asked.

"Barely" a few seconds passed "AH! You're the exorcist! Why haven't you killed me yet? I could turn in a monster and start killing again!" - eyes were already beggining to moist.

"Don't worry, boy, you won't."

"How are you shure. Moreover, I'm a gir...l?" - these words didn't sound as well said by her brother's voice.

"Listen here, yer in a boy's body, so you'll be a boy! Better get used to it if you're going to live." - Cross lit another cigarette.

"What are you talking about?! Aren't you going to kill me? You're an exorcist, right?"

"Yes, I am but right now you're in a very int'resting position. We generals are obliged to kill any Akuma, but also to protect and guide future exorcists chosen by the Innocence. You may be an Akuma but can also be an exorcist. Don't ya remember last night's conversation? Ya asked if you could save the other Akuma."

(I'll stop calling the Akuma Julia! It'll be Robin and 'he'.)

Suddenly memories rushed his mind.

'I had indeed asked him that in my half-awake state.'

"Well, here's your choice. You can die here, right now, just say the word and I'll do it. Or, you could become my disciple and eventually become an exorcist. You decide. Die or take this Innocence..." he took the shard that choose him last night " and lead the life of an exorcist. A life you'll be cursed with 'till you die."

He took a deep breath and thought about it for a while. He knew he was no longer human, he was just the Akuma wearing Robin.

'No! I'll have to stop these thoughts!' he shook his head 'From now on I'll be Robin! I have to be strong for my lil' brother after all.'

He looked at Cross with determined eyes.

"I'll do it! I'll become an exorcist and save all the Akuma!"

"Haha! I like that, boy! Be prepared to work your ass off because it'll be hell for you." - he declared with an evil grin.

Robin gulped nervously as shivvers ran down his spine.

"Now, I'll have to tell ya some VERY importnant things! Firstly, NO ONE is to know you're an Akuma! The Black order not as much, but the Vatican will want you either as an experiment or dead on the spot! Many, if not all exorcists, scientists or finders had had bad experiences with Akuma, so make shure NO ONE finds out! If they find some irregularities with you, jus' tell 'em you're cursed. The hair also helps."

He nodded and listened.

"Secondly, I don't want to hear any complains or talk about giving up from you! I don't take disciples but because yer interesting, I took you. Thirdly, don't tell anyone where I am or I'll kill ya!"

"You don't sound like you like them." - Robin commented.

"That's right, I don't like the place or that stuck up 'chief' currently in charge. He's a tottal asshole. Also, finally, whatever powers from your Akuma form you have left, you can't use them unless in life and death situation, got it boy?"

"Yes, sir."

"It's 'Yes, master!' for ya, stupid disciple!"

"Yyes master! I got it!"

"Good, now remove those bandages and get ready! We're leaving in an hour." - Cross closed the door, leaving Robin alone.

He stood up, a bit dizzy but fine, and headed towards the mirror. As he sat there and started to undoe the bandages he thought:

'It's really strange. How could an Innocence choose me?' he removed the last of the bandages and looked up 'It's really unnerving having my brother's body. Also the scar..' he traced the stitched scar, or was it a hole, from the forehead above his left eye to his jaw 'At least he should have used different strings. I look like I came out of a mad scientist's lab.'

(Look up Robin's image from the pilot chapter to see how it looked.)

He combed, put on his already cleaned clothes and waited for Cross to come. Robin glanced at the Innocence laying on the bedside table. He relucantly reached out and lightly touched it. After he knew his bingers won't start to sizzle, he held it in his hand and looked it over, not realizing he was being secretly watched by a certain redhead general. Cross smirked and put Judgement in its holster.

"OI! Stupid disciple, why haven't you packed the luggage?! We're leaving!" - he shouted after kicking the door open.

===5 years later===

Leenalee Lee was on her first solo mission. Well, not exactly solo, there were two finders waiting on the train station when she arrived. She called it solo because no other exorcists had come with her. She had to beg and beg and make her best puppy eyes to be allowed by her brother to go alone on the conditions the two Finders would lead her around. Her mission was in London to investigate a certain area around an abandoned church. Apparently people had been disappearing and cityzens had reported hearing screams, shots and seeing strange figure creeping around. It was suspected to be an Akuma, so they sent an Exorcist, her, there to see and destroy it, if it was there.

"So, when are we going on the site?" - she politely asked one of the Finders.

"Tomorrow, it's already very late and we not only won't be able to investigate properly in the dark but may give the thing responcible the upper hand."

"OK, then we're going there as soon as the sun rises!"

-Somewhere else in London-

A white haired boy with stitched up scar on the left side of his face sat at the back of a carriage. A golden golem sat on his shoulder.

"Boy, we're almost there! Get ready to get off!" - the man, somewhere in his 50s, driving the carriage shouted.

"OK! Thank you for allowing me to travel with you, again. God knows how much more I would have had to walk to come here."

"'S nothing lad! You were very polite and I shure have had a LOT of rude youngsters botherin' me. It's good there are some good-mannered ones like you. Oh, we're here. Goodbye lad."

"Good bye!" Robin said as he jumped down with his suitcase "And thanks! Have a nice evening!"

"You too and good luck with yer buisness!" - the man waved as the carriage left.

'Phew! One thing's done! I'm finally in London. The road from India to here was so LONG! Now, I just have to catch the morning train that'll stop close to the Black order's HQ and oficially become an Exorcist! I just hope master's letter had reached the chief and they won't make me take a full physical. I'll be dead if they hadn't read it!'

-At HQ-

Inside Komui lee's office, where a mountain of letters and paperwork had accumulated, a letter from one Cross Marian stood buried under a pile of documents and old, used tissues. It had arrived the previous week but it wasn't even opened.

"aaACOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" - Komui sneezed so hard the people next door heard him.

*sniff*"Is someone thinking about me?"

-Back with Robin-

He lifted his suitcase.

"Now, let's go and get a room in some inn. Come Timcam..." a yellow tail and wings squirmed inside a fat street cat's mouth "...py. TIM! Let him go!" - he shouted but the cat quickly swallowed him and ran away.

"Damn it! I told him to not fly too far away! Those damn, rat-munchers! They always try to eat him! Stubid cats!" - Robin ranted as he ran after the cat.

Any normal person would have lost the cat in the crowd but not he. Even though he was in his human form, his teacher had forbidden him to even try to transform parts of his body in case something happened to the seal, he had way superior senses compared to normal humans. His eyes watched the cat and never let it out of sight while with his superior speed he managed to chase her and avoid bumping in people. The cat was sneaky, however, it snuck in a hole in the wooden fence behind some sort of abandoned church and he lost her.

"Damn! Where is that flea bitten cat?!" - he looked around when his enhaced hearing caught the sound of paws running inside the church.

'There you are!' - he smiled evilly, closed all the windows, doors and blocked every hole he could. 'You won't escape now!'

-Ten minutes later, outside the church-

"So, this is now called the 'Cursed church'? The person responsible may be in. Let's go in Charles!" - policewoman Moore said to her companion, an older man with moustache.

(I won't be describing their appearance. Watch ep 1 of the anime to see.)

"Bbut! It's supposed to be cursed! No one has returned from there alive!" - he was shaking in fear.

"Don't be silly! There are no such things as curses!" - without a hesitation she headed in.

Charles followed her relucantly, closing the door behind.

"Ii sstill think this is a bad idea."

"Don't be stupid! At most some crazy guy will pop out. We deal with those every day."

"MEOw!"

"AAAAAAH!" - he screamed like a horror movie heroine.

"A cat? What's it doing here?" - she took the cat in her arms.

'It's strange. All doors and windows are closed. Where did this cat come from then?'

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of flying bats and the screaming of her partner. The bats obscurred her vision as a gloved hand wrapped itself around her and lifted her up the stairs. She was dumped in an old chair, the hand pressing her down.

"I caught you!" - A young boy's voice sounded.

A boy around 14-15 was standing in front of her. A stitched up scar on the left side of his face. She took her gun with lightning fast speed and pointed it in his forehead.

"Don't move!"

"Ppolice officer?!" - he lifted his handsin the air.

"You are arrested due to being suspected for the disappearance of over 20 people and attacking a police officer!" - said as she handcuffed him.

"You're misunderstainding! I was trying to catch the cat!"

"Yeah, right. Say that in the police!"

"I'm not lying! It ate something very important my master gave me and I was trying to get it back!" - the cat then jumped in his lap and meowed.

"You stupid rat-muncher! It's all your fault!"

"Yeah, yeah...You'll have more time to explain in the station."

She looked him over from head to toe. He wore casual clothes for everyday use, gloves - quite inusual in this wearher, and a thin coat with a hood on his head, again unusual. It was strange to her, he looked way too kind and polite to be a criminal, but his clothes and stitched scar spoke for some shady things happening around the boy, her gut told her so. And she hidn't even realize how right she was.

"Now, I'm...!"

"GyAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" - a man's screal sounded.

BOOOOOOOM!

"Charles! Stay here and don't move, or else I'll turn her in minced meat!" - she glared at him.

"NO! Don't go down..." she ran downstairs "...there.*sigh* They never listen."

As he reached the praying hall she saw her partner tied to one of the columns, a huge hole in his stomach.

"Charles! Hold there, I'm coming!"

He convulsed as star-shaped black spots covered him. When he had turned all black, he stopped moving and turned to dust.

"Charles...*coughcough*"

She started to cough and choke. A gloved hand put a cloth over her mouth and nose.

"Don't breathe anymore! The dust floating around is poisonous!"

She looked up and saw the boy.

'White...hair...' - she blacked out.

"Officer? Officer! Oh, no! What should I do now?!"

Meow.

"It's all your fault, you scratching devil!"

He souted and pointed at the cat.

'Now, I better bring miss Policewoman to the station. I hope they don't misunderstand.'

He grabbed his suitcase, tied a belt around the cat so it won't escape and hauled the policewoman on his right shoulder.

His strenght was also superhuman. He had hard time controlling it at first, fith a few nicidents like punching a hole through a brick wall out of furstration, but he now controlled it perfectly.

He left the church in a light jog in order to reach the police station faster and allow the policewoman rest better. He found the station in less than 30 minutes and entered.

"Excuse me! This police officer-"

"Hands in the air! Don't move!" -around half dozen cops pointed their gins at him as an angry-looking fat, black-haired man shouted at him.

"Hieee!"

"Put officer Moore down along with all your belongings and back away slowly! If you run we'll shoot!" - the same man told him.

'Oh, GOD! What did I do to deserve this?!' - he cried as he did as told. Aftraid he'll either be discovered as an Akuma but that if some of the black 'oil' every akuma had inside them got on them by accident, they may die.

He could only hope the now dubbed officer Moore woke up and helped him out, making things at least a bit better.