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Chapter 1: The Meeting

The wind blew my hair around in the open sky. The lights from the city below me blocked out the stars in the night sky. I sat on the roof top trying to find a single star in the sky. I sigh in defeat as I find none, looking down at the city instead to the people who are refugees of this twisted land.
I looked at the people walking along the sidewalks, not paying attention to others as they are trapped in their own little world.
I saw a man with long black hair tied up into a pony tail running down the street, a sword strung form his hip. I raised an eyebrow and looked a little behind him to find men chasing after him. A laugh rolled off my tongue as I stood up. I started to run along the roof, following after where the man went. He ended up in an alley way with the other men right behind him. I heard the men start laughing as they walked closer to him.
“How about you give us the eye? Then we wouldn’t have to hurt you for it.” The man, who I assumed was their leader due to his lackey’s laughing, said with a smirk on his face.
The man with black hair looked up at his followers, a smirk present on his face. He brought his hand to the hilt of his sword, slowly drawing it from its sheath.
“Now why would I do that?” His voice was deep and silky, sending shivers up my spine. A smile graced my face as I made my way to the edge of the roof where I was perched on.
The look in the man’s eyes was menacing, threatening to take the life from anyone who approached him. The leader of the men narrowed his eyes before lunging to attack. They clashed knife with sword, both looking ready to rip each other’s throats out.
A wicked smile appeared on my face before I dropped off the roof, landing behind the lackeys. They turn around at the sound of a thud from my landing, the other two preoccupied with their fight. The lackeys smile and surround me trying to look intimidating; I just giggled and let them corner me in. Just as they were about to grab me, I unsheathed my blade, moving fast through my work in ridding them from my path.
At the sound of them dropping to the ground, the two men fighting took a second to pause their fight to see what happened. The leader had shock written on his face, while the man with black hair didn’t show it as well, only in his eyes. I smiled as I stepped over the bodies, making my way towards them.
“You know,” I paused to look at the leader “It’s not very nice to play with other people’s toys.” I lifted my blade, licking the blood from the other men off it, a smirk present on my face.
“Since when have I been your toy?” The black haired man asked, as he glared at me. I looked over to him, staring right into his eyes. They were a cobalt color and were filled with all the emotions he would not let his face show.
“Simple, since you have my eye.” Shock spread across both of their faces. The dark haired man hid it quickly while the other one started to back away slowly.
“Y-You’re a d-demon?” The man half shouted as he turned to run, but found a wall blocking his path. I sighed as I started to advance towards him.
“Yes I am a demon. A blood thirsty demon whose eye you were trying to steal from this man. Now, would you mind telling me why you wanted my eye?” I asked sickeningly sweet, even for me.
The man cleared his throat, as if you gain some of his pride back after his little outburst.
“Having a demon’s eye, which is rare to come by, will give you more power than you could imagine.” I smiled and applauded his answer.
“Good for you for figuring that out. Now do you know what the Demon’s Eye actually is?”
“What do you mean by that?” I sighed and crossed my arms over my chest.
“A Demon’s eye is their soul. Whoever possesses it possesses the demon itself.” The dark haired man lifted a small navy blue bag and look at it. The other man started laughing while advancing on the dark haired man.
“So that means I would own a demon? You realize that makes me want it more!” He shouted and leapt; I unsheathed my blade and blocked his attack.
“Yes I did realize that, but do you realize I am choosing who gets to keep my eye. I don’t want some useless mortal using it for some stupid reason. If I like the person, I will let them keep it.” I heard the man behind me scoff.
“So I take it you like me and will let me keep your eye, seeing as you haven’t tried to get it back yet.” I glanced back at him, a dull look on my face.
“I could just take it away from you, but that would kill you.”
“What does that mean?” He raised his voice, stepping back a little.
“I have accepted you as the bearer of my eye. Once you try and get rid of it, it will kill you. Basically it means demons don’t like traitors and we kill them on the spot. The eyes recognize that fact and consume the person’s soul, leaving the human lifeless.” I explained and looked back at the man in front of me.
“And you are getting annoying; I believe it’s time for you to disappear.” I added a little more pressure to his blade, and snapped it. I brought the blade close to his throat, looking right into his eyes.
“Any last words?” The man spat on my face, I growled and slid the blade across his neck, cutting his carotid artery. His limp body fell to the ground; I turned around and sighed as I put my blade away.
“Great now I will have to trash this outfit. Why must killing people be so messy?” I look up to find the dark haired man staring at me, his blade inches from my chest. I let out another sigh and walk towards him so that his blade is right over my heart.
“Go right ahead and kill me. It will not work though; a demon has a different body set up than a human.” I stared into his eyes, not an ounce of emotion in his eyes. I smiled and moved his sword away.
“You won’t kill me, you need me alive.” His eyes narrowed as he stepped forward, towering over me.
“Since when do I need you?” He spat out.
“Since you have my eye, clearly you need help if you have it.” I tilted my head to the side and smiled.
“I don’t need help from some Demon!” He scoffed and turned around, sliding the katana back into its sheath. I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Sure you don’t, people just take Demon’s eyes for the Hell of it.” He reached up and grabbed my arms, yanking them off him.
“I don’t need her help… Right?” I heard him think to himself. It brought a small smile to my face. I lightly put my hand on his shoulder and spun him around to face me.
“Tell me what it is that you need my help for and don’t say it’s nothing because I can hear your thoughts.” He looked at me skeptically.
“How is it you can read my mind?” I laughed and patted his shoulder.
“You hold my eye, so you can’t hide anything from me. Now hurry up and tell me before I change my mind.” I crossed my arms over my chest and waited for him to tell me. He stood there contemplating whether or not to tell me. Finally he looked at me with determined eyes.
“I do need your help and trust me this is hard to say. A friend of mine, and I will deny it if you tell her I called her a friend, she got kidnapped. I am not strong enough to take on these guys by myself, so please, lend me your eye.” The look in his eyes told me he was serious, along with the thoughts in his head. I sighed and turned around, starting to walk away.
“You’re not going to help me?” He yelled after me. “I knew it was useless.” I laughed and waved my hand towards him.
“I’m just getting a head start. You’re the one who is just standing there. I felt happiness swell in my chest, which I knew was from him. “Calm down boy, I can also feel your emotions.”
“Don’t call me boy.” He growled when he finally caught up. I laughed again and stretched my arms above my head as we walked through the street. I felt a wave of confusion course through me. I glanced over to the boy to see him staring back at me.
“I have a question,” he paused and looked at the bag hanging from his waist, “What exactly is a Demons eye?” I stopped and looked at him seriously.
“If you want to know that answer you will have to tell me your name first.” He narrowed his eyes.
“Give me your name and I shall give you mine.” I feigned a gasp and placed my hand over my mouth.
“Silly of me to forget! My name is Erza.” I stuck my hand out and plastered a big smile to my face. “Might I ask what your name is Mr. Grumpy?” He glared at me and walked passed, continuing down the street.
“Kanda.” I heard him mumble. I smiled and ran up to him.
“It’s nice to meet you Kanda!” I said in a sing-song voice, he rolled his eyes and we kept walking down the street.
“Now would you care to tell me what the Demon’s Eye is?” I turned to look at him, the smile falling from my face.
“Well,” I paused, trying to find a way to word it. “The eye is a Demon’s heart and also its soul.”
“Seriously? It looks like an orb.” He pulled the eye out of the bag it was in. It fit perfectly in his hand and was a dark purple, letting off a small glow to it. It gave off the aura of my power.
“Yeah, just don’t make the mistake of swallowing it.” He gave me a blank stare as a wave of shock and confusion coursed through me.
“One guy I know let some kid have his eye for a bit to calm down; next thing we knew I was laughing on the ground and the guy was trying to get the kid to spit it back up. It was not pretty.”
“Why would he give the kid his eye in the first place?” I started laughing at this, remembering what happened that day.
“He made the boy cry by accident. The only thing he could think of doing was handing it over for him to play with.”
“What happened to them?” I felt a mild curiosity come from Kanda.
“Well now they are bonded and living happily.”
“Wait so does that mean-” I cut him off with a laugh.
“Yes they are together, who knew that a simple incident like that would end up with a cute happy ending.” I heard a scoff come from Kanda. I glanced over at him, letting my curiosity show.
“Don’t think that’s what is going to happen between you and me.” My jaw dropped as he kept walking towards a strange looking building. I shook it off and ran up to him, giving him a slight glare.
“Don’t worry, I don’t plan on it.” He stopped and gave me a smirk.
“Come on Baka Neko, we are here.” I glared even more in his direction.
“I am not an idiot or a cat! Now where are we?” His smirk grew as he leaned in, whispering in my ear.
“Welcome to the Black Order for Demon Hunters.”

Description
Chapter 1: The Meeting

The wind blew my hair around in the open sky. The lights from the city below me blocked out the stars in the night sky. I sat on the roof top trying to find a single star in the sky. I sigh in defeat as I find none, looking down at the city instead to the people who are refugees of this twisted land.
I looked at the people walking along the sidewalks, not paying attention to others as they are trapped in their own little world.
I saw a man with long black hair tied up into a pony tail running down the street, a sword strung form his hip. I raised an eyebrow and looked a little behind him to find men chasing after him. A laugh rolled off my tongue as I stood up. I started to run along the roof, following after where the man went. He ended up in an alley way with the other men right behind him. I heard the men start laughing as they walked closer to him.
“How about you give us the eye? Then we wouldn’t have to hurt you for it.” The man, who I assumed was their leader due to his lackey’s laughing, said with a smirk on his face.
The man with black hair looked up at his followers, a smirk present on his face. He brought his hand to the hilt of his sword, slowly drawing it from its sheath.
“Now why would I do that?” His voice was deep and silky, sending shivers up my spine. A smile graced my face as I made my way to the edge of the roof where I was perched on.
The look in the man’s eyes was menacing, threatening to take the life from anyone who approached him. The leader of the men narrowed his eyes before lunging to attack. They clashed knife with sword, both looking ready to rip each other’s throats out.
A wicked smile appeared on my face before I dropped off the roof, landing behind the lackeys. They turn around at the sound of a thud from my landing, the other two preoccupied with their fight. The lackeys smile and surround me trying to look intimidating; I just giggled and let them corner me in. Just as they were about to grab me, I unsheathed my blade, moving fast through my work in ridding them from my path.
At the sound of them dropping to the ground, the two men fighting took a second to pause their fight to see what happened. The leader had shock written on his face, while the man with black hair didn’t show it as well, only in his eyes. I smiled as I stepped over the bodies, making my way towards them.
“You know,” I paused to look at the leader “It’s not very nice to play with other people’s toys.” I lifted my blade, licking the blood from the other men off it, a smirk present on my face.
“Since when have I been your toy?” The black haired man asked, as he glared at me. I looked over to him, staring right into his eyes. They were a cobalt color and were filled with all the emotions he would not let his face show.
“Simple, since you have my eye.” Shock spread across both of their faces. The dark haired man hid it quickly while the other one started to back away slowly.
“Y-You’re a d-demon?” The man half shouted as he turned to run, but found a wall blocking his path. I sighed as I started to advance towards him.
“Yes I am a demon. A blood thirsty demon whose eye you were trying to steal from this man. Now, would you mind telling me why you wanted my eye?” I asked sickeningly sweet, even for me.
The man cleared his throat, as if you gain some of his pride back after his little outburst.
“Having a demon’s eye, which is rare to come by, will give you more power than you could imagine.” I smiled and applauded his answer.
“Good for you for figuring that out. Now do you know what the Demon’s Eye actually is?”
“What do you mean by that?” I sighed and crossed my arms over my chest.
“A Demon’s eye is their soul. Whoever possesses it possesses the demon itself.” The dark haired man lifted a small navy blue bag and look at it. The other man started laughing while advancing on the dark haired man.
“So that means I would own a demon? You realize that makes me want it more!” He shouted and leapt; I unsheathed my blade and blocked his attack.
“Yes I did realize that, but do you realize I am choosing who gets to keep my eye. I don’t want some useless mortal using it for some stupid reason. If I like the person, I will let them keep it.” I heard the man behind me scoff.
“So I take it you like me and will let me keep your eye, seeing as you haven’t tried to get it back yet.” I glanced back at him, a dull look on my face.
“I could just take it away from you, but that would kill you.”
“What does that mean?” He raised his voice, stepping back a little.
“I have accepted you as the bearer of my eye. Once you try and get rid of it, it will kill you. Basically it means demons don’t like traitors and we kill them on the spot. The eyes recognize that fact and consume the person’s soul, leaving the human lifeless.” I explained and looked back at the man in front of me.
“And you are getting annoying; I believe it’s time for you to disappear.” I added a little more pressure to his blade, and snapped it. I brought the blade close to his throat, looking right into his eyes.
“Any last words?” The man spat on my face, I growled and slid the blade across his neck, cutting his carotid artery. His limp body fell to the ground; I turned around and sighed as I put my blade away.
“Great now I will have to trash this outfit. Why must killing people be so messy?” I look up to find the dark haired man staring at me, his blade inches from my chest. I let out another sigh and walk towards him so that his blade is right over my heart.
“Go right ahead and kill me. It will not work though; a demon has a different body set up than a human.” I stared into his eyes, not an ounce of emotion in his eyes. I smiled and moved his sword away.
“You won’t kill me, you need me alive.” His eyes narrowed as he stepped forward, towering over me.
“Since when do I need you?” He spat out.
“Since you have my eye, clearly you need help if you have it.” I tilted my head to the side and smiled.
“I don’t need help from some Demon!” He scoffed and turned around, sliding the katana back into its sheath. I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Sure you don’t, people just take Demon’s eyes for the Hell of it.” He reached up and grabbed my arms, yanking them off him.
“I don’t need her help… Right?” I heard him think to himself. It brought a small smile to my face. I lightly put my hand on his shoulder and spun him around to face me.
“Tell me what it is that you need my help for and don’t say it’s nothing because I can hear your thoughts.” He looked at me skeptically.
“How is it you can read my mind?” I laughed and patted his shoulder.
“You hold my eye, so you can’t hide anything from me. Now hurry up and tell me before I change my mind.” I crossed my arms over my chest and waited for him to tell me. He stood there contemplating whether or not to tell me. Finally he looked at me with determined eyes.
“I do need your help and trust me this is hard to say. A friend of mine, and I will deny it if you tell her I called her a friend, she got kidnapped. I am not strong enough to take on these guys by myself, so please, lend me your eye.” The look in his eyes told me he was serious, along with the thoughts in his head. I sighed and turned around, starting to walk away.
“You’re not going to help me?” He yelled after me. “I knew it was useless.” I laughed and waved my hand towards him.
“I’m just getting a head start. You’re the one who is just standing there. I felt happiness swell in my chest, which I knew was from him. “Calm down boy, I can also feel your emotions.”
“Don’t call me boy.” He growled when he finally caught up. I laughed again and stretched my arms above my head as we walked through the street. I felt a wave of confusion course through me. I glanced over to the boy to see him staring back at me.
“I have a question,” he paused and looked at the bag hanging from his waist, “What exactly is a Demons eye?” I stopped and looked at him seriously.
“If you want to know that answer you will have to tell me your name first.” He narrowed his eyes.
“Give me your name and I shall give you mine.” I feigned a gasp and placed my hand over my mouth.
“Silly of me to forget! My name is Erza.” I stuck my hand out and plastered a big smile to my face. “Might I ask what your name is Mr. Grumpy?” He glared at me and walked passed, continuing down the street.
“Kanda.” I heard him mumble. I smiled and ran up to him.
“It’s nice to meet you Kanda!” I said in a sing-song voice, he rolled his eyes and we kept walking down the street.
“Now would you care to tell me what the Demon’s Eye is?” I turned to look at him, the smile falling from my face.
“Well,” I paused, trying to find a way to word it. “The eye is a Demon’s heart and also its soul.”
“Seriously? It looks like an orb.” He pulled the eye out of the bag it was in. It fit perfectly in his hand and was a dark purple, letting off a small glow to it. It gave off the aura of my power.
“Yeah, just don’t make the mistake of swallowing it.” He gave me a blank stare as a wave of shock and confusion coursed through me.
“One guy I know let some kid have his eye for a bit to calm down; next thing we knew I was laughing on the ground and the guy was trying to get the kid to spit it back up. It was not pretty.”
“Why would he give the kid his eye in the first place?” I started laughing at this, remembering what happened that day.
“He made the boy cry by accident. The only thing he could think of doing was handing it over for him to play with.”
“What happened to them?” I felt a mild curiosity come from Kanda.
“Well now they are bonded and living happily.”
“Wait so does that mean-” I cut him off with a laugh.
“Yes they are together, who knew that a simple incident like that would end up with a cute happy ending.” I heard a scoff come from Kanda. I glanced over at him, letting my curiosity show.
“Don’t think that’s what is going to happen between you and me.” My jaw dropped as he kept walking towards a strange looking building. I shook it off and ran up to him, giving him a slight glare.
“Don’t worry, I don’t plan on it.” He stopped and gave me a smirk.
“Come on Baka Neko, we are here.” I glared even more in his direction.
“I am not an idiot or a cat! Now where are we?” His smirk grew as he leaned in, whispering in my ear.
“Welcome to the Black Order for Demon Hunters.”