A Demon In Place Of A Excorist (Blue Excorist Fanfic)

Chapter 1

   I pulled the arrow that was now thrusted in my elbow by a gun into my arm. The redness of the blood started to fall to the black conceret ground. I ignored the pain that filled my whole body, I threw onto the floor making the tip break in half from the red feather. I kept walking until I made it to a house that had white wooden walls, a dark brown roof, and dirt where grass is support to be. I walked up the sidewalk than opened the door with the key which was gold and wavy. I opened it to see my "mother and father" standing there with there arms crossed over there chest.

"You got a lot of explaining to do, Aina." The stupid man said in a deep voice. I don't know or remeber who my broth parents are though all I remeber is that I given to them by hand an old guy that I barley remeber his face. I sighed rolling my dark blue eyes that where almost as dark as a night sky.

"Aina, stop getting in fights! Your going to get serious injured or worse get killed!" She nodded toward my bleeding elbow.

"Oldy, you know this it will heal." Her eyes widen, than she reaching for me ready to kill me though Old Faty kept holding her back saying to calm her down

"Honey, calm down! Follow paster's advice! Remeber violence doesn't solve anything!"

"Hey Faty, give up she's not going to stop. I really care if she attacks me or not does it really matter? I know both of you aren't even strong enough to even punch me." Now started that making Oldy hold him back while Old Faty is yelling at me

"What you say! We're almost 50 and we can take out 50 men in a minute!" I started to laugh.

"Yeah right. Somebody punch Oldy right in the face while Faty's clothes where almost ripped to shreds." He countiued until he cooled down. I stoped laughing.

"Tomorow we're going to see paster." Oldy said sounding deep in thought.

"Oh fuck no. I do not need to remeber that demons are roming the streets. Plus I don't need more people to try to kill me." I go past them to the hallway than turned to the first room which was my room. My stuff was all over the place, I threw myself on my bed feeling like sleep wanted to pull me under. I started to hear sounds from outside, I sat up to look out the window to see the guy in the hoodie with his dumbass friends. I sighed than walked outside closing the door behind me than walked down the sidewalk where cars are usually parked I stopped in the driveway. He took off his hoodie to show a guy with green eyes and grayish hair.

"What do you even want?" I say crossing my arms over my chest.

"Well, come with me if you would like to know." I didn't move a step from the driveway. The boys started to laugh

"What? You scared now? Maybe I should shoot you." He lifted up his crossbow making aimed at me.

"Do it I dare you." I waited for him to shoot me though a few moments later his crossbow was now aimed toward Faty and Oldy's room. I gasp my eyes widened, his finger pressed the button than everything went into chaos. Glass was now next to the driveway, blood spilled from the window as I heard screaming. I felt tears roll down my face.

"You bastrad!"

"I'm not going to shoot you. Though I will torture you until you die." I grabbed his crossbow though when I grabbed it, it was too late. I looked at where it hit. It's red feathered end was know sticking out of my father's head. More blood qushed out of his head as his limpy body fell backwards to the ground.

"Mom! Dad!" I looked at him with anger. I was planning to fight them though I was out numbered and I wasn't armed either. I turned to run though when I did I felt a sharp pain run through my back. I ran as fast as I could to try to find a place to hid though when I walked past the alleyway the guy that had the crossbow ran faster than could stabbing me in the side. I ran and ran until I saw this huge church than was like a mansion that had a door open. I ran though I tripped on a rock. The man was behind me lashing me with his knife leaving me deep wounds. I heard footsteps behind me, I looked to see people who have crosses, long black dress, with some god stuff on it, and some symobol that I don't recognize. Excoirsts. They started saying scriptures and summoning something until all the boys where gone. A man turned he had a short white bired, glasses that had crosses hanging on the side, very short white hair. He looked at the wounds that I had.

"We need to get her inside." The man helped me putting an arm acrossed my shoulder.

"Who are you?" I say feeling weaker by the second.

"Fuijmoto." The other people opened the door showing 2 boys. One with dark blue hair, a dark blue sweatshirt, dark blue geans, and black shoes and the other boy had black lenes for his glasses, a white shirt under his tannish shirt, with white and a tannish pattern around the cut where it showed white, tannish geans, and black shoes.

"Yukio, she needs help." The guy with the glasses must be Yukio. He ran over than helped me to the room next to where the stand is at church to the right. Yukio opened the door to where it looked like an Infermery. He helped me sit on the table, I looked at him. There was silence between me and him.

"What's your name?" I looked at him than down at the floor.

"Aina. It's nice to meet you Yukio." He looked at me packing up my leg wounds.

"Well, it's nice to meet you too." I looked at him seeing a small smile on his face. I smile back. He got up closing his medical case than closing his medical case than walking out though before he could walk out fully I stopped him by saying

"Yukio, thank you for helping me." He looked back at me than smiled brightly.

"No need to thank me. You needed help that you needed to be patched up." He walked through closing the door behind him. The images of my parents dying by the hands of a boy who looked about 18 years old. I wished I've stopped him, yelled at them to run. I start to feel tears roll down my face. I start to feel hot tears roll down my face. I feel sleep consume me I let it this time. I put my head down making my long black hair scatter out from underneath my head while darkness pulls me out of reality.