Yosh! I did it! -Face desk- I did it! I did it! I finished the No-... It's the twenty second of March... I said I'd update it a week after posting the Black Order chapter...

He he he...

"Can't catch me...!" v✿≧౪ ≦✿v

Yeah, sorry for the late chapter. I'm a highschool student so school comes first... Okay, more like second... First it's normally slacking off, sports, or that I feel too lazy to do anything...

Anyway, here's the long awaited Noah chapter. Posted at 1403 words, I began to run out of ideas, and it's not completely Noah focused. I also cameo one of the characters whom were too late to add in as a disciple, and instead had him be an active Exo(corcist).

I hope I that I portrayed the Noah correctly! Creators! Please tell me if I should tweak things, tell me tidbits, or other such things! But first, enjoy!

Warning: Swearing, violence, instigation of mass killing, general Noah chaos, slurs, murder, and Earlness

Posted: March 22, 2016

"Earl, if I may be allowed to ask..." Gabriel started as he stared at a humming Earl pouring tea.

"You may ask," the Earl grinned as he finished pouring and handed the cup to a bored looking Liu Fei. "Careful, it's hot."

"Why is the Family having a picnic on the roof of the police building currently being protested?" Gabriel managed. Indeed, the entire Noah family and a few choice akuma were seated on a large intricately printed quilt. Several picnic baskets surrounded them as they all sat in their natural recline.

Sarah was doing some magic tricks, much the amusement and enthrallment of Eric and Seraphina. Really it was simple ones, card tricks, sleight of hand, etc. However, she used her abilities to help accentuate and dramatize some of them, making the mundane extraordinary.

Dionysia was already plastered drunk. Their hands trying to caress Liu Fei, who tried their best to avoid them. Honestly, no one had ever seen the Noah of Corrosion roll away so fast. And when they came up, it was as if nothing had transpired.

Jay, the youngest, had his phone glued close to his face. His eyes nearly glazing over as they reflected the many lines of symbols and letters.

They also sat on the roof of a government building. To be more precise, a Police Station located in one of the Western United States.

A hand quickly separated Jay from his phone. The young Noah glaring up at the offender.

"What the f-"

"Language mister," Gabriel scolded with a disapproving look. Then with deft fingers, he took Jay's phone and slipped it into his coat pocket. He pretended to not notice a finger being thrown his way.

"Wow!" Adrian cheered. He was leaning over the building, wind whiling through his hair as he stared below. "Look at all those angry humans!"

The rest of the Noah, save the Earl, followed his actions and leaned over as well. Indeed there were quite a many people whom were gathered in front of a line of American police. Many held picket signs reading things like "End Police Brutality" or "They Died on Tax Money!"

"Woah, is that protest?" Dionysia questioned rhetorically. "I mean, that's a lot of people."

"They look foolish, waving their signs like it'll change something," Brionac growled lowly. His skin flashed pale gray for a torment before returning to its natural paleness. "If they truly cared for their poor establishment, then they would be trying to instigate governmental reform. Though their brutish nature will simply just force them to commit beautiful bloodshed." His Irish accent began to become apparent before he cleared his throat.

"If they do that, then there shall be massive amounts of casualties on hand and general chaos. It would be far from beauty," Nisa added tersely from the side. The Thai women had a condescending look as she stared at the "Irish Gentleman".

The two were not the most... Friendly, in terms of relations... Actually, the better way to describe them would be hateful towards one another.

"Oh, like an ugly hag like you would know beauty," Brionac growled lowly. He pulled the red wine away from his lips as he glared lowly at her.

"And a fake gentleman like you would? Ha, I'd sooner operate on the akuma than you," she scoffed. The small eclair in her hand cracked and ruptured in her grasp.

"You ugly bitch!" he hissed. Tossing aside his wine glass, he stood up just Nisa did the same to the eclair. Both were poised to fight each other. And when a Noah fights... Let's just say, not all mass tragedies in this world are natural. Power began to welt off of them before a clearing throat made EVERYONE cease moving.

"Nisa, Brionac, calm down," Lie Jiyoon interjected. Stepping between the two high strung Noah, she gave them each cold glares. "Fighting is something unbecoming of the family... No matter how much has changed."

"Aren't you such a good sister," The Earl chimed as he stood up. Everyone now noticed a peculiarity of the Earl. In his hands was a large sniper rifle, similar to models the police used. He held a large grin on his face. "And to answer your question Gabriel, this is a small family outing."

Flicking out the bi-pod, he set the rifle atop of the ledge as he got into a prone position. Peering through the scope, his grin became magnanimous as he lined up the barrel to his target.

"Everyone," he called, "what I'm about to do will be the kick starter to our plan of destroying the Black Order... This is a family outing, so I want you all to participate in the upcoming activities of slaughter and laughter. And don't worry, akuma are also there to help out when need be." The Earl let out a chuckle before he nestled the stock into the crook of his shoulder. "Human weapons sure have evolved in the coming years."

Then he pulled the trigger.

To the Noah, the bullet that was meant to fly at speeds the eye could not see, moved slower than a level one akuma. The speed however was not what caught their attention, what caught their attention, was the trajectory and target of the bullet.

The small projectile, flew through the air. Skirting past flying birds and waving signs, it continued to fly over the protester's heads. It flew, and flew, and flew, until... It hit.

"Hrk!" A man next to the leader of the protest. The man fell as the bullet caved in his chest.

Anarchy and chaos broke loose. Screams erupted from the crowd, and orders went through the police chain of command. The Noah could see the faint malice and sin that emanated from the hidden akuma in their ranks. In their human forms, they blended in with the humans whom suddenly began to violently assault the police.

Wooden boards, pipes, chains, signs, and small fire arms were used among the many protesters whom were now rioting. The police responded with their own aggression, billy clubs, tasers, and shot guns used to put down rioters.

On top of the building, the Noah glowered and smirked at the chaos.

"Go forth, and make sure to send a message," the Earl ordered darkly. They descended down the building, and soon the riot, became a bloodbath. Fires danced, men degraded a d decayed before each other's eyes, limbs were sliced off with ruthless efficiency.

The Earl, floating above, only cackled like mad. His entire body shaking and convulsing as he himself held a camera to record the chaos.

-D. Gray Man-

Cassandra stared passively at the news report. Her eyes hard and unreadable behind her glasses. She had her hands clasped together in front of her mouth, obscuring the deep frown that was there.

"... The entire city of Detroit has been rioting now for the seventh hour, and police have still yet to suppress the violence. Eye witness accounts several figures attacking rioters and police alike with little adherence..."

"Ma'am," one of Cassadra's aids spoke up. She looked up at him sharply. He flinched slightly. He was a new guy, just recruited out of the recommendation of some... Shady individuals in Japan. He would also serve double as a Black Order Support member, he would do well as a finder for the account of bright red hair. "Uh, an exorcist by the name of Zornista is on line 7. He says he's close by Detroit."

"Tell him to investigate, but do not engage!" The last part was yelled at the BOS. "While this may be a simple riot... No, this is unnatural. I know they are part of this." Composing herself, Cassandra looked at her aide. "Tell him his order are reconnaissance and identification, and to flee if engaged. Renegade and the tamed akuma will be sent as back-up in case things go awry."

"Yes ma'am!" The BOS yelped before turning back to the phone. Cassandra groaned tiredly before wheeling herself out of her desk and out of her office.

"Are you going somewhere boss?" Another of her aides asked.

"I need to hit the target range," she called back. Her hand went to the side of her wheel chair to pull out a hi-powered pistol. "If the Noah are back, no Exorcist should be unprepared. Send a message to the other branches, the Noah are back."

Did you like it? Hate it? Hate me? Well... That last one, someone should! Remember those with characters, message me if you want your characters to go a certain way, if not, I'll just go with what's in my head! But until then, I'll see you next month!