Time Keeper

Chapter 8 The Train, Totally Uneventful

I walked by stalls and street merchants, each trying to sell me their items, claiming them to be one of a kind. A little hard to do when the person next to you was selling the same thing. They had to plan better, really. an exorcist I hadn't met before stood by me, buying into everything the merchants said. I had to drag him by the arm to make sure he didn't get left behind. His name was, Krowry? Yeah, seems right. Lavi always calls him Crow-chan. That's adorable.

The noise of the town seemed only like a buzz in my ear. I had been trained by a lot of exorcist, not just the generals. Marie gave some good help on how to focus on the battle and sort through excess sound. Marie was blind, I felt bad for the man. He is still pretty young, and yet he will always be blind now. I hope that the science department can come up with something to fix it. I mean, after all, they are the science department. If they can't do it, no one can.

It's been a while since my training Time seemed to fly.I don' like time, a word that could mean so many different things, yet so little at the same time. It can be used so often, yet so little. t's an enigma of a word.But, for me, it always seemed foreboding.

Like something bad was around the next corner. I don't like time. It can be measured quite easily, yet other times, they say that it cannot. Which is it? Can you measure it or can't you? It's only time, something that you have figured out to solve so long ago. Yet "Time" has so many mysteries that people give up, and give in to the time. Not me though, I don't like time.

Crow-chan looked at me, I ignored him. He always put on this puppy eyes thing to get me to let go, but when ever I did I would lose him. We were already late to the train. "We aren't going to make it in time," I said with a huff. Crow-chan looked down.

It was his fault anyway, why should I feel bad? But, sadly, I did feel bad. I stopped in front of a bakery, this looks promising. "Crow-chan stay here, and don't wander or follow anyone, keep your feet right there." I lectured him some more about staying before going inside.

The baker was nice, nothing seemed unusual, that is until I noticed he was an akuma. I bought the cake, and said my proper goodbyes. I was about to open the door when a click sound stopped me. KROWRY!!

I turned around, it was already in it's level 2 state. Fuck. Just awesome. Isn't this just dandy? Now I really needed Krowry.

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I looked at the akuma in the eye. "What is your name?" I asked as if I wasn't totally screwed unless Krowry noticed. The akuma just laughed at me. What was he laughing about? He laughed without stop. His eyes were starting to water. I took the chance to activate me innocence. I had finally gotten the hang of not speaking when activating, which is harder than one might think.

I held up my scythe. The blood made blade dripped onto the floor with a pitter patter. The akuma stopped laughing to looked at the floor, his face twisted into a snarl. "Sorry," I shrugged with a smirk, I wasn't sorry. Not in the least.

The akuma charged at me, I side stepped. I rose my scythe and brought it down to take off it's head. It worked and the head came off dripping more blood onto the floor, only this time, it was the akuma blood, oil stuff. Akuma are machines, so they have oil right?

Laughter coursed through my body, shaking me. I looked at the akuma who was cut in two. The head laughed and the body shook. The whole akuma looked sort or like a giant cake with a head poking out, make sense when you're a baker.

The akuma leapt up like nothing happened, and reattached his head. "No matter if you cut the cake into 10 to 20 to 40 pieces, it will still be a cake," the akuma chanted. I guess he was right. But cakes do burn, and when wet get all gross. This was an opportunity to use what else my scythe could do.