Hello, I would like to introduce you to the third Chapter of Sickly Sweet. Hope everyone enjoys it.
Note: This chapter is practically like a Journal from Lise's point of view. Everything in Italic is practically memories/written down by Lise. At the end the stuff that isn't is just regular story.
Who would know—but in the end Cross wasn't as bad as I thought he was. Well I had judged him by the way he tortured Allen and just left him with a bunch of bills to pay. But to sum it up—Cross was a good guy. Or maybe I was over looking at things cause I was a girl—and that would give me more advantages than any other man on the planet. Whatever, I didn't really matter to me actually. He was as nice as any assholes can get, but he truly wasn't a heartless monster—He was caring and nice in his own way, which made him unique.
I ended up spending almost 6 months with the guy, and Cross really grew on me. I would never consider him like my Dad or any bullshit like that. He was just pretty much someone that would look after me, every time I got my sorry ass in trouble some place—he would come and fix it.
It just felt like out of this entire new world, he was the only person I could lean on.
I was truly alone, I knew nobody—I didn't trust anyone. But he was there, helping get stronger and find what my destiny was in this world.
He was never really the 'Older Brother I never had' he was more like… 'That perverted bastard Uncle who you hate but you love anyways'.
Month 1
At first things were really awkward. I had actually tried to not talk to Cross, cause I felt like I would be a complete idiot and just blurt out I know everything about practically everything. So I would mostly secretly read the DGM mangas or try to figure out how everything worked in the era I was in. It was also the month I figured out that when I made up stories—I also made up memories in my mind. Like whatever I said I would make a memory of it. It was pretty cool and I didn't know how the hell it happened, Cross helped me find the answer though.
"Hey Kid."
"What?" I answered back, looking up from the journal I was writing in.
"I know what happened to your dad, but what about your mom?" He asked, talking a drag of his cigarette.
"The town I was born in—they killed her." As soon as I said that, the memories flooded in, showing my Mom—her bloodied body.
"Why?"
"They thought we were a haunting family—cause of the crosses you know?" Suddenly the guilt I was supposed to feel set in. My throat went dry. "They took my little brother too." Tears blurred my vision. Cross looked at me for a moment before looking away and starring out the window. I wiped the tears away and started to write one more.
Month 2
Spending so many days traveling made me appreciate how nice cars were. I had to walk a lot, and it was such a pain in the ass at times, especially when we had to walk really early in the morning. I also hated camping out in random places of the forest were things could eat us in one bite. But I was slowly getting used to it—it actually was getting good for me, I was starting to lose some weight.
Cross started to teach me how to fight properly. He stated as we started, 'I fought like a drunken man'. I didn't know whether to take it as an insult or not. But I was slowly getting better at that too, but at a really slow pace. I was never a fast learner—ever.
Nothing much else happened, except that I met my first Akuma—and wasn't looking to meeting my second.
"Are we gonna run away from it?" Was the first thing I asked, as I looked at Cross. He was sitting comfortably on Maria's coffin, chains rattled every time he moved. He chuckled.
"Stupid kid, I'm an exorcist—my job is to destroy Akumas. Gonna be your job pretty soon too." He pointed lazily at me.
One of my hands shot to my chest, where the Crosses were burned into my skin. I barely touched the skin then swallowed and sighed.
"Yeah, your right." I looked down at the ground, fiddling with one of the silver buckles of my messenger bag.
"What are all those books you carry around?" Cross asked, rather randomly.
"Stuff." I answered, completely avoiding his question.
"Care to elaborate?"
"I'll tell you, when you tell me why you care that shit around." I pointed at the coffin wrapped around in chains.
He growled annoyed. "Whatever kid." I smirked; happy I had won another one of those verbal battles. Suddenly Cross stood up, and pulled out his gun, pointing it somewhere behind me. He let his arm lean against my shoulder as he leaned forward a little lazily.
"Stop using me as support lazy bastard."
"Shut up Kid. Your making me lose my aim." He shot a bullet from his gun, the impact made my whole body shake and then I pushed him away then turned around. The sight before me was brutal.
That thing, the Akuma—it was a whole lot worse than I thought. The creature was indescribable; I was loss for words just starring at it. There were these huge shotgun typed barrels just sticking out of it. And then when it moved, the contents of my stomach crawled up my neck. I fell to my knees, emptying the contents of my stomach on the grass.
"Kid!" I heard Cross yell, but then the Akuma started to attack and he paid most of his attention towards that. I closed my eyes tightly, my stomach was in pain from being suddenly emptied, tears edged my eyes. Suddenly my chest started to feel the burning pain, the air I was breathing in seemed to burn my insides. The acid from my stomach burned my mouth and tongue. I started to gag and cough, trying to suck in air—just trying to breath.
"Hey there Kid." I suddenly felt an arm wrap around my waist and lift me up, and turn me, pushing my head into a soft chest. I realized I was shaking and how wide my eyes were. I closed my eyes and gripped tightly at the clothes under my hands.
"Get yourself together, Kid." Cross had just one hand on my back, when he suddenly brought it up and pressed against my innocence—suddenly the pain went away. My muscles relaxed and I finally seemed to get a breath of air. I felt my consciousness leaving me.
"You know Lise." Cross spoke. "You have to stop rejecting that innocence of yours.
Month 3
Cross had finally decided to teach me how to activate my innocence. I was rather excited but pretty much scared when he had said those words, cause I really didn't know what to expect.
And what happened has certainly unexpected.
"Alright kid." I sighed, starring at the huge open field we were at. Cross had taken me here for, 'Safety measures' I didn't really know what the hell that meant. "Parasitic type innocence is different than the others. Since the Innocence and the user have to... practically be in synch to one another. It also counts on the User's will-power to activate it. You can say that your innocence is going to be your best friend."
"Then why does my best friend cause me so much fucking pain?" I growled out.
Cross took a long drag from his cancer stick and then answered. "That's because your body—and your conscious—have been rejecting the innocence; parasitic innocence is almost like living breathing things in your body. You got to feed it and shit. And when you die—so does it."
I cringed. "That sounds… really gross and creepy."
"I suppose."
I sighed, putting a hand my abdomen, where the crosses were burned into my skin. "So how do I activate it?"
"The only way I know for first timers—is by feeling." He must have been talking about Allen.
"Alright. How does that work?"
He stood up from Maria's coffin and walked towards me until he was standing in front of me. "Take of your shirt kid."
I growled, pulling up my shirt and over my head, keeping it in my hand. Cross removed one of his gloves, on the right hand and placed it on my abdomen.
"Oh fuck no." I was going to take a step back but then his other arm went to my shoulder and kept me planted into place. "Please no." I whispered.
"Sorry Lise." He then pressed two fingers into my skin. I chocked and I felt like someone had punched me in the stomach sucking all the air out of me. I had to lean against Cross to keep myself standing properly. He growled under his breath. My skin seemed to part for his fingers—like if he had just stuck his fingers in sand.
"Calm down Lise." He muttered. I whimpered and felt the tears start to rush in my eyes.
"It hurts…"
"Not for long. Now remember this feeling alright?" He took a breath then suddenly twisted his fingers, and suddenly I was thrown unconscious. I found myself in a world full of black—nothing but black anywhere and I could barely see anything, deep fear suddenly crawled into me as I looked around. I took a hesitant step forward, almost feeling like if the floor below me was going to collapse—but it didn't. The floor stayed put and held my weight. So I kept walking and walking. Suddenly I found a light; I shielded my eyes as the light was too much for my sensitive corneas. When I finally could open my eyes, I could only gasp as I realized what room I was in.
One of the walls was entirely made of glass. Another wall had a window that went from the ceiling to the floor. A lone couch was there, couple of chairs, and a beautiful baby piano. The room was all a cool hues of baby blue and white.
An unfamiliar melody reached my ears and suddenly someone was sitting on the piano, playing the keys softly. I looked up at the mirrors to see a black figure starring at me, its form discontorted and not actually there—but it had eyes and was staring at me. Starring at it made me completely lose my balance and I fell back, trying to crawl away.
"What the hell?" I muttered. "Why am I here? Why am I in the 14th's secret room?"
"I brought you here." I looked at the piano to see the person playing; it was a man by the tone of his voice. His voice was graceful and full of knowledge. The back of his head had dirty blond hair that was long and spiked—it also had white in it here and there, almost looking like highlights. He had a long black trench coat; a top hat was in a space next to the seat he was in front of the piano.
"Who are you?"
"I do not know yet." He answered.
"Y-You don't know…?"
"I'm still nameless."
I shut my mouth and tried to calm my thoughts. "Did you bring me here?"
"I just said I did."
"Not in this room—in this world." Suddenly he messed up the keys on the piano making a terrible sound. He was just starring in front of him like if someone had just shot him or paralyzed him. I slowly stood up, trying to ignore the black figure in the glass that was still staring at me and took a few steps towards the stranger.
"Did you—?"
"Yes. I did." He answered, taking his hands off the piano and seemed to be rubbing his forehead.
"Why?" I whispered, I felt my confidence slipping.
"I-I can't tell you yet." He sighed, bringing his head down. I stood there, shocked.
"What do you mean you can't tell me?" Anger rose and I truly felt lost. "I want to know, need to know! Don't you think I deserve to know why I'm here?" I took a deep breath, wiping my eyes. "I miss my mum… and my little brother and everyone else…"
"I'm sorry." He sighed. "These things are complicated."
"I just… don't understand anymore… I don't know what to believe…" I shut my eyes tightly. Suddenly there were arms around me pushing me to a firm chest. My eyes widened as I found that the stranger has hugging me, in a comforting way. I felt so comfortable in his arms, it reminded me of…
"Anthony." I muttered, gripping him tightly back. I heard him chuckle.
"So is that my name?"
Suddenly, I opened my eyes and I found myself starring at a blue sky, laying down on comfortable grass. My pain wasn't in pain—but that pleasure feeling was there again. My breathing suddenly started again and I bit back a whimper as I moved a bit.
"Come back, kid?" I looked up to find Cross looking down at me, a cancer stick on his lips.
"What…?"
"You blacked out. Fucking attacked me too."
"Oh…" I chuckled. "Sorry…" I bit my lips was after I spoke.
"Hah… does it feel that good?"
"You wouldn't guess." I sighed, comfortably. "I feel exposed and disgusting… is it supposed to feel that way?"
"God wouldn't give you a weapon that would cause the user pain to use it." He just explained.
I nodded. That sounded pretty logical—at least in this world. "Did my innocence like… change shape or something?"
"Look yourself, stupid kid."
I sighed and leaned forward—talking my time so I wouldn't cause any pain or that weird pleasurable feeling again. I starred at my skin, the crosses were still there but now my skin was an ugly bruise color, it was around the crossed then swirled down across my stomach and arms, like some tattoo. I would guess it was like on my back.
"How am I supposed to kill akumas with this? It's not a real weapon."
"Your innocence is practically you're entire body." Cross said lazily, sitting down on Maria's Coffin.
"How does that work out?"
"A couple of Akumas came over while you were blacked out—your innocence controlled your body. One of them stabbed you and they started to turn to dust. You ate the other two."
"I ate the fucking things?"
"Yeah. I would guess your stomach, maybe your blood? I don't know." He shrugged.
"That makes me feel so much better. Thanks." I sighed. "How do I turn it off?"
"Just think of deactivating. You're in control of your innocence since your body was finally accepted it."
"Hmmm…. Alright." I closed my eyes briefly and thought about it. 'Innocence. Deactivate.' When I opened my eyes, I saw the purple swirls come back to the source and then my skin turned its normal color—with the same crosses. I sighed contently.
"I did it!" I felt accomplished and excited. I finally felt like thinks were started to look better.
"You did it, Kid. Now come on. I'm hungry."
Month 4.
I was slowly finding out what the power of my innocence was, but it was truly confusing. Oh, I was also having dreams about that strange man—the guy who didn't know who he was.
"You came back." I opened my eyes to find myself once again in the 14th's secret room. The 14th's black figure was always there starring at me from the mirror. I sat up from the only couch in the room and slowly stood up, walking towards the mirror. The 14th's once grim face then smiled seeing me come over.
"Why wouldn't I come back?" I asked. I placed my hands on the mirror; the black figure did the same. He smiled even wider and then moved his hands, moving my own on the glass. I smiled as he played around—like a little kid (1).
"I thought you would have hated me by now." The man said. I heard his footsteps but didn't turn around.
"I don't hate you. I'm just confused. I have a lot of questions."
He was standing behind me, keeping his distance. "It depends what questions you ask—I'll answer to the best I can."
"Did the Earl make you bring me here?" I asked automatically. The 14th's shadow stopped moving and frowned at me, in a disapproving way(2).
"No. He has nothing to do with this."
I sighed in relief. "How do you know the 14th's secret room?"
"We were close friends—before this happened." I looked up at the 14th's shadow and found him nodding his head—smiling again. I smiled a bit.
"Are you… Are you my innocence?" I asked.
He chuckled. "Yes. You finally figured out?"
I nodded my head. I looked around the mirror to see his face. But I couldn't find anyone. "Why can't I see you in the mirror?"
"Because I'm not entirely human…. But also because I don't have an identity. I have no name—I still am nothing." He laughed.
I smiled. And suddenly turned around to face him—I smiled looking at him. He had a perfect face, a beautiful nose and high cheekbones, perfect teeth with fangs slightly longer and thin lips. His dirty blond hair covered some of his forehead. And when he stopped laughing and opened his eyes I saw the brightest, and most beautiful crimson eyes I have ever faced.
He took a few steps back, and almost stumbled. Closing his eyes tightly and covering his face with his hands.
"Why… are you doing that?" I asked uncertainly, taking a few stops forward.
"It's that… I'm disgusting."
I could have laughed, but I could tell he wasn't joking by the sound of his voice. Tears were in his eyes as he kept stepping back. I kept stepping forward.
"Don't say that." He suddenly opened his eyes. "Don't worry, Franz." The name rolled off my tongue. He suddenly removed his hands from his face and looked at me in shock.
"I—What…." He choked back words staring at me. He then looked somewhere behind me. I curiously looked back and found that he now had a reflection in the mirror.
"There Franz. You're complete."
Month 5 and 6
When I first came to this world, I thought it was all going to be pretty much fun and games. I would find my favorite characters. I could easily make them fall in love with me or something. I really wouldn't mind dating someone like Lavi or Allen. Have Lenalee as my best friend, or maybe Miranda and then helping win the war with the least amounts of deaths as possible.
But as it turns out I was wrong. I was now part of war—the war that was slowly going to break me down.
For the last two months of our quest we had to stay at a small town that was really close to the Black Order—as Cross said. He said he would have to go around and find where it was again. I had called him an Old Fart for forgetting something so important and now I had to go out in the town and buy food for him.
I sighed, looking around for good fruit so that I could eat while Cross would probably eat a huge piece of meat—I didn't really like eating meat or chicken. I was an almost vegetarian pretty much. Cross found his really weird but I just found it completely natural, but we were from different times anyways—and I really didn't pay attention to the crude things he said to me, so it was okay.
Once I found a decent food and vegetable stand, I smiled picking out couple of things. I put them in a basket then turned towards the young boy that was selling the stuff. He was younger then I was—at my age of 17—so I would have guessed he was selling for his family or something.
"How much would this be?" I asked politely, smiling a bit. He blushed and then practically whispered the amount out. I smiled and then dug through my pocket, counting bills and coins.
"You're not from around here." He questioned, more like stated.
I shook my head, handing him a correct amount of money. "Nope. I travel with me…. Umm… Older Brother." I made up quickly.
He nodded his head. "Well, I'm Robert."
"I'm Lise." I answered back. He smiled again.
"Nice to meet you Lise."
"Same here Robert. Have a nice day." I gave him another small smile and then walked away, towards a butcher shop. I heard small footsteps next to me and I looked down to find Soldier was walking next to me, starring up at me. I grabbed an apple from the basket and took a bite of it, savoring the taste.
"That boy was nice." I stated, talking to my dog as I walked back to the Hotel that Cross and I were staying at. "I haven't really talked to anyone outside from you, Cross, Franz and the 14th. I guess when I meet Allen and everyone else I'm gonna have to get my social skills back right?"
The dog just starred up at me curiously as I laughed and took a bite from my apple.
"You've met a boy?" I smiled, and nodded. Franz just chuckled, playing more soft keys on the piano.
"He's nice, and I think the first person I talked to in a long time." He gave me a strange glance. "That isn't part of my dreams and stuff." He then nodded and smiled, then turned back to the piano.
I leaned forward and sighed. "Hey Franz, do you know anyone from the Black Order?"
"The only one I know is Allen Walker." He replied. I took a glance towards the 14th's shadow and he turned towards, a small grin on his face. "Also Cross Marian, oh and a golem named Timcanpy. But that's it."
"Ahhlennnn…." I faced towards the mirror to find the 14th's shadow hands on the mirror, repeating the same word incorrectly a couple of times before getting it right.
"Allen."
Franz nodded. "Yes, Allen. You remember him right?"
The 14th nodded. "Mahnah. Mahnah. Mahnah."
"Oh yes. Mana." Franz nodded again smiling. "Your dear brother, I remember him too." The 14th moved towards the piano's reflection and placed his hands on the keys, he started playing—and suddenly Franz hands moved to play the same thing the 14th was playing. A familiar tune reached my ears. I searched through my brain to find why this was so familiar then it reached me.
"This…. This is the song that controls the ark?" I asked.
Franz nodded. "Yes. Do you know the words?"
I nodded my head. "Yeah." He smiled and then the melody stopped halfway. I looked up towards Franz's face. He smiled at me.
"Time for you to wake up." He stated simply. I frowned.
"Oh." I said simply. He smiled, standing up and walked towards me; sitting next to me and making my head rest on his shoulder.
"Don't frown. I'm always be here."
I nodded into his shoulder. And then my eyes opened, and I found myself starring at the ugly and moldy wood ceiling. I moaned and turned towards my side, digging my head into a pillow.
"Good Kid, you're awake. Get dressed and get out of here." I felt someone push me off the bed and I landed painfully on the floor.
"What the fuck, you old fart!" I yelled out, griping my head and starring at him—little tears had appeared on my eyes. "The hell is your problem?"
"You." He stated. "Get out. I got some girls coming and I can't enjoy good sex with you here."
I growled, throwing the sheets that were on the floor onto the bed and then went towards the drawer where my stuff was at. I digged out what I wanted to wear for the day—which mostly included guy clothes, cause in this era all women wore were skirts and stuff and I wasn't gonna deal with that. I walked into the bathroom and placed my clothes on a stool that was there. I took off my shirt and looked at myself in the mirror.
"You know." I looked over at Cross as he leaned casually on the door frame, smoking another cancer stick. "You would look a lot more prettier if you wore girl clothes, since your hair is longer." He took a strand of my slightly wavy brown hair. My hair grew really fast, and it was up to my shoulder now. I would have cut it by now but since the deal with Cross, I haven't been able to touch a scissor.
"Well, I don't want to look like a cute little girl." I replied. "People are too easy to judge. That's why I cut my hair in the first place and pretended to be 'Luis'. If they would have found out I'm actually 'Lise' they would have probably treated me differently."
He nodded, thinking about my words. "Makes sense."
I sighed. "You know. My eyes are starting to change colors. Is that normal?"
He turned towards me, in a flash. "Sit down on the sink. Let me see." I did as he told and then watched as he put out his cigarette and then bend down a bit to look into my eyes.
"They're lighter." I stated. He nodded his head, agreeing with me.
"You know. The last kid I dragged around with me had parasite innocence too. His hair had turned white." I suppressed a smile. He was talking about Allen!
"Why?"
"Because that's what parasitic innocence do. They make your life shorter—I told you this right?" I nodded my head.
"What was his name?"
"Allen Walker. You know, you two have a lot in common." Cross smiled, leaned against the wall behind the sink.
"How so?"
"He turned his Dad into an Akuma too. And when the Akuma that was his father tried to kill him his innocence activated. Like yours. I found him right after the accident though." I nodded my head.
"Do you know where he is now?" he grinned.
"Stupid kid finally became a real exorcist. He's already in the Black Order. Timcanpy keeps track of him for me."
"Who's Timcanpy?" I asked—happy I was hearing about other cannon characters.
"My Golem. There these things the Black Order to communicate." I nodded my head and stood up.
"Get out. I'm gonna take a shower." I saw him grin and open his mouth but I beat him to it. "And no. You cannot take a shower with me, fucking pervert. Now get out."
"Lise! Hey Lise!" I turned around from my random walked and looked to find Robert waving at me. I smiled giving a small wave back. I walked towards him and he smiled.
"Hey Robert." He grinned.
"You remembered my name."
"I don't forget people so easily." I stated. Soldier sat down next to my feet and stared up at us.
"Hey, me and some friends are going to play around—you wanna come?" I shrugged my shoulders.
"Sure. I mean, there's nothing better to do." I followed him and heard him talk; he spoke about the town and his friends. He asked me questions here and there and I answered them with the proper answers. Soon we reached a small park; he smiled and ran up to a group of kids. The boys were wearing lose clothing like mines—the two girls there had skirts and blouses, and were reading and not really playing around.
"Guys, this is Lise. She's stopping by town with her Uncle and invited her to cause trouble with us."
I smiled and gave an awkward gave as they all introduced themselves. One of the girls—Rose came up to me.
"Are you really a girl?" She asked. I nodded slowly; feeling like it was a trick question.
"Yeah…"
"Then why are you in those clothes?" She asked.
I shrugged my shoulders, catching a ball that was thrown at me. "I never had a Mother, so I guess that's why." She grew silent and walked back to the bench as I threw the ball towards one of the boys.
"Hey leave her alone, Rose. She's the coolest girl I've ever met." Robert wrapped an arm around my shoulder. And I laughed.
"Thanks. You're a pretty cool boy too."
After the weeks passed by, I have found myself growing really close to Robert. He had Anthony's personality—and that just made me happy. I knew in the back of my mind I was just trying to feel closer to home but having little pleasures wouldn't hurt right?
I would hang out with Robert every day. Cross knew but he wasn't complaining since he was able to invite whores to the hotel room and enjoy his sex without having to worry about me. Robert was just plain awesome—and I liked him.
"Hey Lise, we have to stop by my house for a minute, alright?" I nodded and followed him. When we reached his house, I walked inside with caution—keeping alert.
"Hey Mom. Here's the money you wanted." I stood awkwardly there was he handed a woman that looked nothing like him so money. She smiled and patted his head.
"How's Dad?"
"He's fine, and feeling better. Now go and play."
"Alright!" He ran towards me, grabbing my hand and rubbing out the door. We walked towards the familiar park, I stopped and wondered what was wrong—cause the kids Robert usually hanged out with seemed more lifeless and stuff.
"Hey guys!" he greeted. I stayed quiet, one of the boys looked towards us and I widened when I saw his eyes were empty and there was a ting of yellow.
"Hey Robert…" He said, smiling, but the grin creped me out. Suddenly Rose turned towards me, her eyes were pure yellow and lifeless.
"Wanna come and sew with us… Lise?" She asked, her voice sounded like if she was talking without any air.
"Hey Robert." I muttered. He turned towards me. "I have to check on my uncle for a minute. I'll be back." (3) He nodded and I started running away. Soon enough I reached the town and then the Motel. I saw Soldier laid down on the ground next to the empty reception desk. I took the stairs two at a time and when I reached our room I opened it quickly.
"What the fu—?" I stopped hearing and as soon as I took a step in the room I collapsed—the energy in my body seemed to leave me.
"Shit." I felt someone pick me up and set me down a bed. "The hell you do kid? You're burning up."
I heard a couple of woman talking, Cross told them to get out though. I sighed as a cool hand was placed on my forehead.
"Just fall asleep kid."
'Would you like me to resurrect your Dad?'
I woke up with a shock. I breathed heavily and looked around to find myself in the hotel room. I looked around frantically.
"Cross? Cross? Cross?" I started calling out, my mind was cluttered and I didn't know what to think. I just needed someone, anyone. I stood up and ran out the door, ignoring the faint call of my name. My legs brought me to Robert's house. I saw he wasn't there, and then I looked at the note that said 'At the Funeral.'
My eyes widened and then I ran towards the graveyard of the town—everything around me was a blur in my eyes. I needed to find Robert—I needed to find him; I need to find—I needed to find him somehow. One I got to the graveyard is saw Akumas everywhere, and the Earl was there smiling down at Robert.
"What did you do?" I screamed out. He grinned at me.
"Nothing~!" He said innocently before he disappeared.
I saw Robert smiling at an Akuma. "Look Lise! My little sister! I got her back!" He went to hug the mechanical monster.
"NO! ROBERT!"
I was too late; the Akuma has pierced him through the heart. He starred wide eyed as the Akuma retracted its arms from his chest and he fell on the floor. I ran up to him and fell to my knees next to him. He grabbed my shirt and I wrapped my arms around him, tears pouring out of my eyes.
"Don't go Anthony…" I muttered. "Anthony, please stay."
He smiled at me. "Why are you calling me Anthony?"
I felt someone grab my shirt and pull my back, I fought back and screamed but then I saw a familiar gun pointed at Anthony.
"What are you doing to him! Leave Anthony alone!"
"Sorry Kid." He shot it and then Anthony disappeared. I sobbed out, gripping tightly the person that was holding me with one arm. I kept crying and the Akuma disappeared one-by one. Suddenly someone picked me up and held me like a baby, rubbing my back comfortably.
"You know. No kid—no matter what they've done—should go through the shit you've gone through." I heard Cross say before I fell asleep.
When I woke up again, my whole body was sore and tired, my eyelids felt like if they weight a hundred tons. And when I opened my mouth, my stomach flipped.
"Kid?"
"Trash Can." I muttered out. Suddenly there was something in my hands and I emptied the little content of my stomach. I spit and cringed at the acid taste.
"Here Kid." I squinted my eyes open and saw Cross was giving me a hand. I grabbed it and he helped me to the bathroom. He turned on the sink and held me up as I cleaned off my mouth and drank some water. When I finished he sat me down on the floor and he sat down on the toilet. I rubbed my eyes and stared at him.
"Things won't get easier will they?"
"Nope. Just easier to cope with."
I sighed, and then looked down at my shirt—it still has so much blood on it. I took it off instantly, throwing it to a corner of the bathroom where I can just forget about it for now.
"We're not gonna stay in this town any longer right?"
He shook his head. "We leave tomorrow."
Leaving the poor town was one of the easiest things I could have ever done. I stayed quiet as Cross and I hitched a ride in the back of a hay cart. He said we would be traveling for a few hours before we reached where I would be able to get inside the Black Order. I was feeling really tired so I just slept most of the way. That is until Cross woke me up cause we had to walk. We walked in really dense forest until we reached a pier. There was a boat with one person there. We both climbed in—I had to beg Soldier to go in though—and then set off in some direction. I closed my eyes and waited. When we stopped Cross nudged my shoulder with his foot. I looked up to see we were at some pier; there was a pair of stairs. Soldier, begin a smart dog, jumped off the boat and then walked towards the bottom of the stairs then sat down in my direction and waited.
"What is this?"
"The Black Order." He stated.
"I know that. But I just climb those stairs?"
"Yeah."
"How do I explain to them how I found this? You don't want to be found if I remember correctly."
"Just tell them I found you." He said, lazily. I nodded my head.
"Just walk up the stairs and then instead of going right up, stop when there's a right to go to the forest, there it will lead you to the outside training ground. Find a small path and take it straight to the door. If you go straight and right into the castle—they'll kill you when they first find you." I swallowed hard and nodded.
"Will they believe me that you were the one who showed me?"
"Probably not."
My eyes widened as I turned towards him. "What the hell, you old fart! Then what the hell am I supposed to do?"
My sight was suddenly covered when he put his hat on my head. "Here. This will do."
"Your hat?"
"I don't give my hat to any girl. Komui knows that." He stated. I sighed, tipping the hat back so it doesn't cover my eyes.
"This is it." I stated.
"Yeah."
"I'm kinda going to miss you, you know?" I said. He smirked.
"I know, Lise." I chuckled.
"We'll see each other again right?"
"Yeah. Don't worry about it Lise. Just don't get yourself killed."
I laughed, throwing my backpack on my shoulders, then grabbing my side bag and placed it on one shoulder, stepping off the boat and onto land, I started making my way up the stairs—Soldier ran up ahead of me.
"Don't worry. I'll live."
"See you later, Liseandra."
"See ya." I bit my lip, trying to keep my sobs quiet as tears poured down my eyes.
I did everything Cross told me to do and I found myself in a forest. I quietly walked straight until I reached a gravel path; I climbed the fence and sighed, sitting down. My shoulders were tired and so were my legs. My dog sat down next to me, looking curiously around at our surroundings. I sighed, wiping the seat on my brow. I looked up to see the huge castle like building.
"Wow… looks so much bigger then I would have though."
Suddenly there was something flying next to me, and I saw a black golem—the one the exorcist used. I sighed staring at it. I grabbed it and cupped it in my hand gently as it folded it's wings.
"I was trained by fucking Cross." I said into the thing. "I know you can see me, I'm not stupid." I stood up and dusted off my pants and started walking up the path.
My first mission, finally complete.
(1) – After seeing the Ark scene, I concluded that the 14th's shadow can control some bodies' limbs when in his room. Just like he controlled Allen into playing the Melody to control the Ark. So he's just controlling Lise's hands threw the mirror.
(2) – It clearly states that the 14th was personally killed by the Earl. So I guess even though right now he's just a shadow—he can still talk and understand words and such. So hearing about the Earl would get him unhappy.
(3) – Just to point it out. Lise at first said 'Older Brother' but there she said 'Uncle'. Just pretty much showing how in panic Lise makes mistakes. Just trying to show she's not a Mary-Sue.
Hope everyone enjoyed this :D! I really like overdid it XD but I like it and next chapter…. It's gonna be more cannon characters! Wooo. I hope i got Cross's personality well enough. I think I did a pretty good job, actually.
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