|Belief Is A Curious Thing
Author: Edward the Pure PM
This is the story of an Exorcist, who doesn't realize their true potential. It's the modern age. About a hundred years ago the Black Order killed the Earl and the Noah. Somehow though, a new Earl has risen up. he doesn't act like the last one and has somehow made it so that multiple souls can be in one Akuma. The new Order must prevent this from happening and get rid of the factoryRated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Mystery - Chapters: 6 - Words: 17,331 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 11-24-12 - Published: 06-18-12 - id: 8231678
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AN: Hello there my readers how have you been? It has been forever since I posted something here. And by forever, I mean a month. Inspiration was dead and when I did have it, it was for 2 new stories and I lost the flashdrive that had updates for my other stories on it. I've been trying to get inspiration back, as well as motivation, but I think it has returned. This story will be set in modern day and will involve worldwide travel, so a little bit of a warning there may be a lot of skipping. For people who just started reading D. Gray Man and don't understand the stuff yet, or if you're one of my normal readers and you haven't read it, I really hope you will follow me along on this story, since it will end up tying with a few of my other stories. And also before we begin I want to say one thing: the name has nothing to do with the plot. It's just something I decided to name it for now. So, without further ado, allow me to begin.
*Third POV, alley way with only 1 lamp post*
The lamp post barely illuminated the alleyway, but two figures could be seen in the dark. One was of a male, relatively skinny male, and the other was a well built male, much taller than the skinny man. The taller of the two began to speak immediately. "I have located the item you requested sir. Is there anything else you need?"
The skinny one moved his left hand to his chin, pondering. "Yes," he said as a black blade came out of his forearm and impaled the taller man through his head. "Speak only when spoken to or else that shell of yours will be destroyed." The blade turned into a puff of smoke as the taller man tensed up. "Do I make myself perfectly clear, you lowly Akuma?" The skinny one crossed his arms together.
"Yes sir, Lord Millenium," the taller said before tensing up even more, if possible.
The skinny man turned away and walked away, saying as he went, "We went over this you piece of crap, don't call me by that name. That was the weakling who died a hundred years ago. I'm not him, nor do I wish to be called by that pathetic title. Call me Yggdrasil." He faded away from view as the light burned out, leaving the person in darkness.
His voice though could be heard just before his form disappeared. "Yes, Lord Tsubasa."
*Third POV, hospital room*
Curtains flap as the window is opened by a nurse. She had pink hair that reached down to her neck and was neatly combed, blue eyes, porcelain skin and she had on what the stereotypical nurse would wear, minus the cap. She turned to a hospital bed wear a boy was fast asleep. She let out a mock sigh and shook the boy lightly. "Sir, I'm sorry but it is time for you to get up," she said, quietly. She heard a light yawn and stepped back a bit.
"No need to apologize," the boy said groggily, sitting up out of the bed. He had flat white hair that reached the middle of his back and pale skin and he was wearing the outfit of a patient. His hair was covering his left eye, so it couldn't be seen. He pulled up a wheel chair and situated it where he could get down on it using his left hand. The nurse hadn't been assigned to this part of the hospital so she didn't understand why he was only using his left arm and not his right. Upon closer inspection, the area where his right arm should have been was completely flat. "You know it's rude to stare," the boy said while he grabbed a snow white eye-patch, brushed his hair out of the way and put it over his left eye.
The nurse just continued staring at the boy in front of her, feeling a pain of pity run through her. "Sorry," she said as she shook her head and looked away from him. "I didn't mean to, it's just," she stopped herself before she went any further.
"It's OK, I know what you're going to say and I don't care that much." He adjusted the back of the chair against the bed. He used his left arm to move both of his legs so that they were over the side of the bed. "There's nothing I can do about it, and I wasn't around for it to happen, so I just let it be." He slid down into the chair soon after and turned his head at the nurse. "So what exactly am I supposed to do today?" The nurse looked at the clip board in her hands and read what it said.
"It actually only says that you're scheduled for an offsite visit," she said confused. How had anyone been able to schedule something like that? Whoever it was must have had some power. She read a bit more and saw a little side note. "It's apparently a new form of physical therapy that's still in the experimental stages that you've been selected to participate in." The boy nodded his head and attempted roll out of the room, but couldn't reach the other wheel. The nurse just sighed a bit at him.
"Here, let me," she said as she began rolling him out of the door towards the area where they'd pick him up.
"Thanks." They kept on walking through the hospital, which was empty for some reason. The boy looked around nervously, but it didn't seem like there was anything. From how his chair was shaking, he could tell the nurse wasn't comfortable either. "Is there no one here? Do you know if anyone should be working right now?" He asked, not taking his eyes of off his surroundings. He also noticed that there was a peculiar smell in the air as well. He thought it was familiar but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"No, there were tons of people around here only a few seconds ago." Something was off and the smell wasn't helping either. She stopped walking and began coughing all of a sudden. "W-what is this stuff?" She began coughing uncontrollably.
"So, they're here," the boy in the wheel chair said quietly, hoping the nurse didn't hear him. "I think it'd be best right now if we go back to my room." He said as the nurse was about to comply before she fell down on the floor, unconscious.
*Third POV, hospital room*
The nurse opened her eyes and saw she was lying on a patient bed. "Looks like you finally woke up," a male voice said. She looked in the direction of the person who spoke and saw the boy from before but he was dressed differently. Instead of the patient cloak that he was wearing he was now in a black sleeveless shirt, denim cargo shorts, and black and white striped shoes. As a plus he was standing straight up on his own with no help. He had his back turned to her. "I was beginning to think the Akuma's poison had gotten to you." He turned around and she saw his eye-patch was gone. In place of it was his eye, but it wasn't like a normal eye. It was pure black, a red pupil and two red, thick red rings surrounding it.
The nurse just continued to stare at him, clearly shocked at the boy in front of her. She composed herself enough to speak not long after. "W-what are you talking about? Who are you? How did I get here? And how are you able to stand?" The nurse was frightened out of her mind but she did feel like he was the only one who she could trust at this moment, for some odd reason.
"Well, you just wake up after nearly dying and you ask questions like those? You're very straightforward and focused, very nice." The nurse just glared at the boy and he just scoffed at her. "Well, you should know who I am. Everything is on the clipboard except that I'm 14 years old. What I was talking about was the gas that comes from the pieces of people the Akuma kill. As to why I'm walking, I could do so all along. I came here hoping that the Akuma wouldn't follow me but it seems they have. And I'm also supposed to meet someone here. As to how you got here, " He turned away and stared at the door, "how do you think?"
There was a rustling at the door and the young man motioned for the nurse to get down. The nurse was about to complain when a bullet blasted through the door and implanted itself into the wall across the room. The nurse complied willingly after that. The door busted down soon after and an egg-shaped machine with a human face with grey skin and black bags under its eyes and multiple cannons mounted all around it busted through the wall while getting into the building. It looked at the boy and aimed all of its cannons at him.
"So, you guys aren't just mindless killing machines, but have some thought process," he said rather calmly as the stump where his right arm should have been began glowing a pale green. "But that doesn't mean you're smart in the least." 6 pale greenish silver tentacles formed from the energy and speared straight through the machine. "Sending a Level 1 isn't enough to even challenge me." The tentacles changed back into pure energy and engulfed the machine and retreated back to the stump, taking on a new form. It changed into a human arm, but it was obviously metal because of its silver shine.
The boy turned to the nurse and just smiled a bit and waved with his new arm. "It's all clear for now, so you can come out now." The nurse rose from behind the bed and just stared surprised at the events that had just occurred.
"What just happened? What is that?" She pointed at the arm that had appeared out of nowhere. "And what was that thing?" The boy just sighed a little bit, a sweat drop appearing on his brow.
"Well, I'm not the best at explaining stuff like this but I can try my best." His left eye changed to look like his other eye. "That was an Akuma, a weapon created by a villain known as the Millenium Earl. They're resurrected people who are forced to do what the Earl says, which is to kill people. Akuma can't be harmed by normal methods so there's this material known as Innocence that can allow people to use it to make Anti-Akuma weapons. Though not everyone can use Innocence like that. You have to be compatible with it. This," he raised his right arm again, "is mine. It allows me to absorb the machine that makes up the Akuma's body and frees the soul trapped and it creates an arm." He tried to think of anything else, but he thought he covered it. "There are probably more outside, so I'll get rid of them. You stay put." He sprinted toward the window and jumped out of it.
The nurse just stared at it blankly. He had jumped out of the 5th floor of the hospital. Either he was really gutsy, or really stupid; or possibly both.
AN: And that is it for this chapter. I know that I really made it dialogue, heavy, but aren't most first chapters? Anyway, I will be accepting OCs for this, so if you're not a fan of something like that, why did you read this far? You shouldn't have even come to the first AN because in the summary it clearly says it's an OC story. Anyway, the form was a bit hard to figure out so please fill it out to the best of your abilities.
Innocence: (Include what type it is, what it looks like sealed and unsealed, and if it has any special properties, e.g. Lavi's hammer can manipulate nature)
Other: (If you think I missed any)
I will have another OC form later on in the chapters, but for now this is all I'm accepting. I really hope to get some OCs for this and I will see you guys next time. Oh wait, I forgot. I don't have a name thought out yet so if you can think of one please let me know. Until next time then, ciaossu.