A Diamond Soul's Journey - Fragment One, D-Gray-Man (Fanfiction)

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It was surprisingly quiet as Seth's shoulder length blonde hair was matted to his head and by the pouring rains, which demanded that the ground below be flooded until nothing but water was all the eye could see. His steel plated boot clacked against the floor of the train as he stepped off, falling about a foot onto the cracked stone walkways that surrounded the train station. No lightning shot across the sky at this time, leaving him in the dark as he was the only passenger on board for this stop, yet this did not bother him as his eyes shined with a brilliant radiance that even cast a shadow on themselves. He didn't need the light, this he knew. The light needed him and this the light knew. Without the Peacemaker's, the world would eventually be defenseless against those which the normal world could not fight. But it seemed he had been wrong after so long. It seemed the Lord and Savior in Heaven had created a crystal to allow human's to fight back against evils.



He held on such crystal in hand, with one that infected his entire arm. Yet, these were only shard, fragments of the original. One-hundred-and-eight pieces in total that must be found and given to apostles according to the Black Order and Vatican. He cracked a smile of purest mockery before he finally began to walk through the darkness towards the colossal castle in the distance where a Vampire was said to live. This village seemed to have captured two of his fellow exorcists as the Black Order called them, and he had managed to gain this info from an informant. He had a select few people within the Order he trusted. One, Allen Walker. Two, The Bookmen. Three, Cross Marian. The final... would be a mystery as he knew not their name, as none of his allies knew his name.


To him they really were only tools of the trade. Nothing more than armor, swords and shields unless they aspired to become Peacemaker's like the 'legends' spoke of within the Black Order. Swords he could use to destroy the Earl. Armor he could use to walk through this very same town in infested by Akuma. Shields to protect the innocent that never knew of this war within the shadows of time and space. Tools. Objects. That is what he saw these 'Exorcists' as and nothing more.


"This place is pathetic. If it were really a Vampire living in that castle they would all be Vampires by now." This he stated to no man or woman in specific, not even demon or angel, god or goddess. It just so happened that the supposed Mayor was near by and overheard his words. The man's head tilted to his right in a crazed fasion before his long Katana like blade was at the quickly approaching man's throat, a mob to capture or subdue him behind the Mayor. They had burst out of the Inn's doors but stopped on a dime, not wanting to test the blonde's patience as he just glared a level of death no one had ever seen before.


"So much as touch me with anything you hold or attack, trying to save this idiot and I'll remove all of your heads." Maybe he was being too brutal, but he was soaking wet and he could see what appeared to be an exorcist with white hair tied to a chair trying to get free inside the Inn. That was... odd. He motioned his head to the side, indicating he was telling hem all to move. Quickly clearing the way, the villagers in question followed him inside the inn... and ganged up on him before he could draw his sword.


"Don't let him get away! He is surely another Black Minister!"


After a few minutes, he was successfully tied to a chair like Allen and Lavi. He did take note of s girl tied to a chair too with some sort of... scars all over her body. She had a kitten sized cat laying her her lap mewling at her and he caught her eyes looking at him. He knew his clothing was strange for the Era he was in, but he really didn't care. His mind was focus more on her and... wondering about the light he saw in her chest. 'This girl... could she be..?'


He caught himself staring at her chest, probably now considered a perfert as he turned to the Mayor that walked into the room, eyes now glowing a mix of light green and bloody hell of demonic red. "The moment I am free, this village will be nothing but as bloody slaughter you fuck-ton of trash! Your fucking pathetic and if it wasn't fort he fact my powers are sealed, I'd person rip your heart out and crush in my hand as you died watching!"





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