oBRaRT ch.1Of Black Roses and Red TearsoBRaRT ch.1 by LordPeachy
Chapter 1: Fatal Error
Snow crunched under his feet, icy wind bit in his cheeks as he looked up the hill. An old field elm stood there, leaving an air of melancholy. Its branches were heavy, the trunk twisted with the effort to keep them up. A hunched tree, that's what it was. Hunched over a lone grave at its feet. He sucked in a freezing breath and made his way up there, his feet slightly slipping on the snow, yet steady with his precision. He was in stark contrast with his surroundings, his black form against the untainted snow around him.
He came to a halt in front of the frozen grave and watched the snow flakes land softly on the gray stone. Soon he would disappear again, soon he would go back into hiding. It's as his uncle had told him, trust no one, and as he promised his father, to keep walking. There was no safety when hunted by the Earl and enemy to the Black Order. Trust
Swan SongI do not own D.Gray-man nor any of its charactersSwan Song by LordPeachy
Set after chapter 212.
He stumbled over the mud covered road, clenching his left shoulder tight, nails digging into his flesh in a vain attempt to numb the searing white-hot pain. The feathers were like knives digging into his flesh, cutting ripping and tearing, but leaving no damage except their presence.
They pulled at his bones in one direction, leaving them cracking and creaking. But he went on, kept walking, kept stumbling, breaking into a sprint when he felt bursts of adrenaline.
He knew he was getting closer - Apocryphos - the feathers grew larger, pulled harder in the opposite direction he was running, or was he running into the opposite direction of the pulling? He could feel the blood burn where his right hand was still digging into his left shoulder.
Every bit of his skin protested against the black as coal arm, his skin pulling around the still healing wo