I could spend forever saying how much I'm enjoying this fic and how I enjoyed writing this chapter, but I won't. XD
I can also spend forever laughing at how big a failure this is at getting hits (19 on chapter 2, woot!), but I won't. XD
And as you'll find out as you read this chapter, there's going to be OCs mixed into the fray. Don't worry. I'll make sure they fit right into Durarara!'s environment and I'll avoid turning them into Mary Sues as much as possible.
Enjoy!
Durarararararara ? ! ? !
Chapter III: Durara
Celty Sturluson was not human. She didn't share the same senses as humans did, she didn't possess abilities a normal human would have, and most importantly, she didn't have a head.
She could live with that; not being human that is. What she desperately wanted was her head.
She was a dullahan; a faerie hailing from the west. It was perfectly normal for her to go around headless, but to not have her head be beside her was her problem. With the loss of her head came the loss of her memories and her identity. It was a desperate search that has gone on for twenty years and has led her away from her highland homes and all the way to the urban streets of Tokyo.
Slowly, but surely, she's grown to live a bit without the worries of her lost memories. Through those twenty years, she's learned to love life in Japan and had begun to make a new mark in the city of Ikebukuro. It was as if she was carving a new identity to replace her old one.
Her days weren't spent on constant search anymore. She was a new person. Her past didn't have to keep tying her down anymore. She could spend day after day doing whatever she wanted.
Whatever she wanted. Wandering aimlessly wherever she wanted…
Seriously though, she doesn't have much to do anymore. In fact, things have been almost boring lately.
Today, Celty found herself taking another run on her horse throughout the city. She'd watch as people stared in awe at the sight of the Black Rider and her near silent motorcycle, she'd make quick nods along the way if she happened to pass by anyone she knew, and she'd quickly get the hell out of there as soon as the police came rolling by.
It just so happens that she'd run into them a couple of blocks ago.
"You're not getting away this time, Black Rider!" Celty whimpered as soon as she heard the head street officer, Kinnosuke Kuzuhara, bark at her. As soon as the sirens started sounding off, she paid no heed on where she was going or how fast she was. What mattered was that she gets away from those crazy cops.
What did I even do? ! It was a question Celty had found herself asking ever since she'd been labeled as a menace to city.
!
An idea crept into her. She hesitated for a bit, but shook it off quickly. It was crazy, but she was willing to try anything to get away to safety.
Leaning forward, Celty slowly increased her speed and zipped through the road at ease, the police following her every move. The growing sounds of screams from nearby pedestrians drowned out as she strengthened her concentration.
The long chase soon led the group towards one of the more beat up parts of the city. The walls were lined with graffiti and the ground was littered with stray paper and trash. It also happened to be an ideal hang out area for punks and delinquents these days. Speeding up her bike once again, she led her way into a large lot that had been recreated into a makeshift skate park. Maneuvering herself past all other obstacles, she dove straight into the ramp.
And with that, she found herself dashing across the brick walls of a building.
Some of the cops made attempts to follow after her, but all ended up failing miserably. One even broke the ramp while trying to propel himself. Celty couldn't turn back to see their humiliation though. If she screwed up now, she'd fall straight on to the ground for sure.
Eventually, Celty made her way up towards the building's roof. Using the speed she'd gained throughout the chase, she jumped her bike from roof to roof before she was completely out of sight from the cops.
Kinnosuke halted to a stop with the rest of his team following suit. He muttered a few curses before dismissing the group. He swore, he'll catch the Black Rider one of these days.
Celty was back to riding leisurely through Ikebukuro and was at a total loss of words at her recent escape. Honestly, she didn't think that would work at all.
Did I seriously ride on walls back there? She thought. How is that even possible?… Well, I guess if we've got dullahans riding around leisurely like this, breaking the laws of physics isn't too farfetched!
She was so wrapped up on her thoughts that she didn't even take notice of the road. By then, she was just a few feet away from crashing into a little boy.
The boy stood there silent, emotionless, and devoid of awareness to the world itself. It was as if he was actually waiting for a vehicle to hit him. Celty was much too busy frantically steering away from the kid to notice his blank expression.
What's the point?
Is there a point?
Nothing happens.
Nothing ever happens.
Nothing ever will.
…?
The boy snapped back to reality at the loud screeching of a motorbike. Normally, he'd just brush things like this off as just another normal sound in a normal world, but not this time. That wasn't any other screech. That was a neigh.
Celty dashed past the boy and quickly looked back towards him as if she was shouting "sorry". Before he knew it, she was already gone from sight.
The boy stood there, speechless. What he just witnessed there was something special. Something magical. Something not of this world.
For once in his life, something had happened.
Shinra paced around in the living room impatiently. He stifled quick mutters to himself and would stop occasionally to glance at the clock.
"Come on, she said she'd be back at noon. Why isn't it noon yet? Seriously, I've been waiting around forever!"
Shinra was an underground doctor who treated those whose origin of injuries were far too shady for a local hospital to handle. He normally had at least a couple of scheduled jobs to do each day, but had suddenly found his one appointment for the day to be cancelled. It wasn't like he hated to have a day off or anything. It's just that he usually spent those days with Celty. Without her, it'd just be another dull and boring day of lounging around doing nothing in particular.
Shinra cringed at the clock. "What? It's 12:02? She should be back by now, shouldn't she?" He shook his head. "Now, now, Shinra. It's just a few minutes after twelve. She said she'd be back at around noon. Let's be rational and give her time to get here."
…
…
…
He felt as if he wanted to rip out his hair. "WHAT THE HECK IS TAKING SO LONG? !" He's usually a lot more composed and rational than this. Really. Consider his feelings. He'd gotten up at five to get ready for his job only to find out it was cancelled less than half an hour later. The dude has literally been doing absolutely nothing for the more than six hours.
knock, knock.
Shinra dashed to the door and swung it open with the biggest smile he had the ability to make. "Welcome home, honey!"
Then he opened his eyes.
It was Izaya.
Smirking.
"Yo."
…
SLAM!
"Maybe she'll be back in the next ten minutes," Shinra mumbled as he walked away from the door.
knock, knock.
knock, knock.
knock, knock.
knock, knock.
knock, knock.
"Dammit, Izaya," Shinra groaned after opening the door once again. "Do you know how annoying that is?"
"Well isn't that what you're supposed to do if you want someone to answer the door?" Izaya replied cooly.
"Fine," Shinra groaned. "What do you want?"
"What's with the voice? Can't a guy just visit his friend?"
"No, seriously, what do you want?"
""Right, right," Izaya chuckled at Shinra's annoyed tone. "Just wondering if you have any spare medical tools lying around. You see, I've gotten into some trouble and I really need to-"
"No."
"Fine, if you say so," Izaya sighed, his face still with his signature smirk.
Shinra had then begun to take notice at his friend's current condition. There was nothing too worrisome per say, but it was obvious from his clothing that he must've done something like fall into water recently. "Why are you so wet?"
"Oh. That," Izaya said flatly.
It was a comical sight. While standing on the famed Rainbow Bridge, a couple with the obvious look of western foreigners glared angrily at Izaya who did nothing but give a mocking smirk while leaning on the railing.
"Two idiot foreigners thought I was some tour guide or something. Thought I'd screw around with them for a bit."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA…"
"And I screwed around with them some more…"
"…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA…"
"…And then I screwed around with them some more."
"…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA…"
"And?"
"…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA…"
Izaya's face grew bitter.
"…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA…"
"They pushed me off Rainbow Bridge."
"…AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Splash!
"We sure showed him, huh Isaac?"
"We certainly did, Miria my dear! How about we go for some fugu now?"
Izaya's usual smart aleck attitude was now replaced with that of bitter annoyance. He turned to leave without a word. Celty managed to pass him by before he left.
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