Core Pride and Innocent Sorrow

Chapter 28 - The Red Bookman (Final Chapter)

A/N: Hey everyone its been a long time. I'm going to start by saying after this I won't be continuing the story. I assumed everyone could tell with how long it is. Unfortunately I don't have the time or interest to finish this proper.

But I didn't just want to leave this without posting the last chapter that I almost finished and the stacks of notes and plans I originally had for the story but never got to. This chapter will be all I had written for Chapter 28.

The next post will happen on Friday. I will answer any questions you guys have and be showing the plans I originally had with the story going forward. Basically following the rest of the arcs of the Anime only version of Blue Exorcist. I also have all of the Incorrect quotes and funny enough AUs which I created and a re-write of chapter one. I had considered re-writing the story for Archive-of-own but I had written the early chapters back in high school about 10 years ago. It hurts my soul reading them now. That won't happen but I'll share what I wrote with you guys

This fic holds a special place in my heart and over the years was so fun to write and I hope you had fun reading it. I want to thank everyone for supporting this fic and reading this and I hope you enjoy this.

A cacophony of colours, sounds and smells overwhelm him. Burning, screaming, purple, laughing, crying, dust and pools of red. So many pools of red.

Who was laughing? Was it him? Or was it someone else? Who's blood is that? Was it his or someone else's?

"...Ka-..."

All through the chaos he sees something white streak through it. Pure white like snow. Blinding and fast like a lighting bolt. A terrifying clawed hand reaches towards him. Its a person with a white coat and a clawed scissor like left hand. He can see this person's face.

This person is Determined. This person is angry. This person is sad.

He doesn't know that person. Except he does. He knows all too well who that is.

"...ki..."

Determined eyes. Angry eyes. Unbreakable eyes. Cursed eye. Silver eyes. Not amber. Not him. Not his precious person. He is not here. Its the other one. Its THAT boy.

The messenger of death.

The cursed boy.

The Exorcist.

He knows his name. Hates that name. Loves that name.

His name is-

"KAZUKI!"

"GASP!"

Green eyes fly open. A teenage boy suddenly sits up, gasping for air at his desk. He gasps like he's been holding his breathe underwater.

"Mate are you okay?!"

The raven haired boy's gaze fell on the teenager that woke him. A punk boy with a silver skull earring and bright Green hair. Both boys wear a school uniform. The Green hair boy's is purposely messy and un-tucked with punk rock band pins and revolution pins stuck to his collar.

Kazuki's however looks like he's slept in his clothes and has some paint stains.

"Ah... I fell asleep." He blinked.

"No kidding you dag." The Green head sighed. "You were having those weird dreams again. Weren't you?"

Kazuki shakes his head and sighs miserably. "No... this one was different... I was dreaming about someone..." He looks out the window with a far away look. His thoughts swirling around the dream. Only one thing was clear about all of this.

"...Allen... that's his name..."

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