Caretaker
Where The Journey Takes Us
"I'm still a year older than you," he says angrily. "Don't think you've the upper hand, I'm still a higher ranking officer."
"Suit yourself," Caretaker says with shrug. She turns around with her tray and sits at the table. This will be quite entertaining. . .
One year later. . .
Moscow, Russia.
It's cold, dark and humid outside. The air has thickened with the stench of sweat and blood. Fog and snow falls over the area, and the white-haired boy seems to be confused whilst upset about something. The snow blanketed area displays a body in the midst. He remembers his friend that had fallen and immediately strides over to her side. She shows no sign of life, and her skin isn't the golden color it was before. He preforms CPR, trying to save his dear friend's breath from the grasp of official death. His ears perk upward when he hears a faint giggle in area.
"Who's there?" he asks in a stern voice.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you," a childish voice answers. A girl in her early teens appears from the fog. She wears a purple dress that frills at the bottom. It layers with two more types of frills. Her arms are covered dress gloves and stockings that are a deep purple. Her shoes are one of a school girls and are dark black with a buckle. Her hair is a stark white, with a small butterfly clip, and eyes a golden yellow. She jogs over to the white-haired boy and kneels.
"Why are you here?" he asks angrily. "I thought you left with the Earl a moment ago."
The girl examines Caretaker's body with worrisome. "I did, but I told him I had to run an errand."
"Way to think outside the box," Allen says annoyed. "But that doesn't tell me why you're here."
She sighs, "Look, you can yell and snarl at me all night if you have to, but that won't help Caretaker. We either need to take her to the Order, or let her die right here and now. You choose."
The white-haired boy thinks for a moment, then groans. "Fine."
People scurry about at the Black Order, since most of their time is working on innocence related projects. Four months prior to the telling above, Caretaker and her white-haired fellow ready themselves for a mission that Komui had assigned. As Caretaker buttons her new exorcist uniform, she hears a high pitched yell come from Komui's office. An angered voice of a certain pigtailed girl follows not soon after. Caretaker laughs to herself as she exits her door. She casually walks through the corridors while thinking about the mission Komui assigned them.
Russia. That's where it takes place. Reports of people being taken at nightfall, and an innocence accomadator. She wonders if the Noah are apart of it. No doubt the Earl. Akuma must be doing something down there if it's people being kidnapped. But that's not the Order's problem.
There's an innocence accomadator out there, and they need to catch them before they do.
Boom!
The snow falls from the foggy Russian area. St. Petersburg is lit by an explosion that just occurred at the south section. Thinking it's an akuma, Allen and Caretaker ready their weapons and run to the smoke erupting area. When the reach the building, they instantly see no akuma. In fact, it's a teenaged girl, about fourteen, covered in charcoal. She coughs smoke from her lungs. They deactivate their weapons, and stride over to her. They ask her if she needs any assistance, and she nods. She guides them through the mess, and then through a clean part of what looks to be a laboratory. They stop at the washroom so the girl can wash her face. Allen awaits outside whilst the two girls are in the washroom.
"So, what's your name?" Caretaker asks as she crosses her arms. The girl mumbles through the towel, but Caretaker can't understand. "Could you repeat that?"
The girl rubs the towel off her face with a sigh. "Sorry 'bout that. My name is Selena."
"Ah, I see. . . So, you work here?" Caretaker asks whilst walking to the door. Selena nods with a smile.
"Yup, full-time job, and I sleep here too!"
"Right. Could you answer some questions my fellow and I have?"
"Sure thing!" They exit the washroom. All four sit at a table that hasn't been destroyed from the explosion. Both exorcists question this girl on the whereabouts of their suspect accomadator. She claims to not know anything, though she shows some hesitation in which innocence is mentioned. The two chaps are a bit skeptical about her answer.
"You're sure you haven't seen any strange objects lying around?" Caretaker asks again. "You don't have to lie, we won't hurt you."
"Okay, so maybe I've come across something that seemed strange, but I wasn't the who touched it. My co-worker, Libya, had already taken care of it," Selena explains with hesitation slightly in the tone. Both exorcists glance at each other.
"We need to see her," they both say simultaneously. Selena leads them through the rubble and chunks that fell from the building. In another room beside the one they were just in, a woman in her early twenties is seen sweeping up debris. She had flaming red hair, just like Lavi's, and is held like Kanda's. She seems to be muttering angry curses and phrases under her breath.
"Hey! There are some people here to see you, Libby!" Selena shouts over to her companion. Named woman glances upward towards the five of them. She instantly narrows her eyes.
"Great, now the guard's here. Listen, it was an accident, all right? Her chemical kind of spilled onto another and it mixed together. Don't arrest us because of one stupid mistake," Libya says whilst pointing towards them.
"We're not the guards, Miss, we just wanted to ask you some questions," Caretaker says a tad bit annoyed. Libya loosens up a bit.
"Oh, well why do you dress like them then?" she asks angrily.
"It's not our fault, we just need to look professional," Caretaker snaps back.
"Obviously it-"
"Stop it you two," Selena commands. "Libby, can you just cooperate for five minutes. These people have some questions to ask you, and they're not related to the explosion."
Libya scowls, "Fine. What do you want?"
"Oh, I'm going to-" Caretaker's stopped by Allen's arm. He gives her a stern look and she steps back while glaring at the red-head.
"Do you have any recent items that you've retrieved on you?" Allen asks nicely. She thinks for a moment.
"Well, there's that sword that I took in about two weeks ago. I've taken a liking to it. Is it bad?" she asks.
"No, it's an object we like to call, innocence," Caretaker says. "You see, weapons are made from any sort of object that consists of innocence. It ranges from swords to tiny rings. You have synchronized with your own type of innocence that resides in the sword you retrieved earlier."
"Hm, and what is this 'innocence'?" Libya asks as she folds her arms.
"It's a long story, we best be getting a move on if we want to make it back to the Order on time," Caretaker says while checking the time.
"Aw, does that mean you guys are leaving?" Selena asks solemnly.
"Yes, I do believe so. We're also taking your little friend over there, so say your good-byes," Caretaker informs whilst pointing over to the woman. Selena runs over and gives Libya a hand shake. They bid their farewells, and leave to check in at an inn. Unfortunately, Caretaker doesn't seem to be having the best of nights. Her dreams are corroded with childish laughter and devilish grins.
"Don't worry, all will be revealed in do time," the girl says with reassurance.
This has been revised. I have completely rewritten the chapters. Woofta! I finally got a chance to update! I hope you like this chapter. I wonder who was talking to Caretaker. Guess we'll have to wait and see~ HAHAHA (smiles evilly)
Review please!
Disclaimer: I don't own DGM, Hoshino does~
Claimer: Anything not mentioned in DGM, belong to me~