Until the end of time

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It was an unusually quiet day at the European Branch of the Black Order. Freya Chesterfields, an exorcist known for her prowess and dedication, had just concluded a rigorous training session. As she made her way back to her quarters, her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden alert. She was passing by the office of Komui Lee, the branch's chief officer, when the warning came from the gatekeeper: an intruder had been detected outside the Order's protective barriers.

Reacting instantly, Freya's pace quickened. The urgency of the situation demanded swift action, and she changed direction to head towards the main gate. As she navigated the dimly lit corridors of the headquarters, she encountered another exorcist, Kanda Yu. The dark-haired, stoic swordsman was known for his intense focus and taciturn demeanor. He was also moving quickly, clearly having heard the same alarm. Their paths crossed in the narrow hallway, and for a brief moment, Kanda's sharp eyes caught sight of Freya's most striking feature—her long, vibrant red hair, which seemed to glow even in the muted light. This vivid splash of color contrasted with his own somber appearance and the serious expression he always wore. Without exchanging words, the two exorcists understood the gravity of the situation and continued hastening towards the gate to confront the unexpected threat.

"I can take care of it myself. Go rest." he stated sternly, as if ordering her.

"Did you forget who you are talking to?" she clapped back as she strode faster, her heels clicking on the hard floors of the building.

"Tch..." was all that Kanda muttered as he also walked faster.

They made their way to the gate, ready to exterminate the intruder.

"Final wishes, demon?" Freya asked as her hands began to light up and sparkle with her Innocence, while Kanda took out his sword.

"Hey... look, I'm serious! I'm not an Akuma! I'm just a little bit cursed!" the poor white haired boy said, fact that made Freya stop for a second, taking in his appearance as her eyes stopped on the pentagram above his eye, without paying attention to Kanda who already was charging an attack at the youngster in front of her.

"Kanda, stop!" she shouted as she teleported between them. "It's true. He is human. He has the same pentagram." she added as she caught Kanda's sword with her hands, her Innocence already active. She opposed the young samurai for long enough as Komui confirmed that indeed the white-haired boy was Cross's pupil, to which Kanda let down his sword, looking at Freya's hands, that were bleeding.

"Stupid brat. You got hurt defending that cursed scum. But it was expected from you, since you are the same as him." he added before making his way inside the headquarters.

Freya's head dropped forward, her shoulders slumping as she felt a surge of intense anger flood her senses. The emotions were so powerful that they seemed to alter her very aura, transforming the normally warm, comforting yellow glow of her Innocence into a deep, ominous purple, and then into a vibrant, seething red. This change mirrored the turmoil within her, a mix of rage and frustration that she struggled to contain. Her right hand began to tremble as her blood, infused with her Innocence, started to flow outwards. It coalesced, forming into a long, gleaming sword, a physical manifestation of her fury.

With a fierce determination and eyes burning with a mix of betrayal and fury, Freya leaped towards Kanda. The air seemed to crackle with tension as she closed the distance in an instant. Her emotions pushed her beyond reason, and she forcefully tackled him to the ground. In one swift, fluid motion, she brought the sword to his neck, the blade just inches away from his skin. Her chest heaved with heavy breaths, her eyes locked onto his with an intensity that spoke volumes of the tumultuous feelings raging inside her. The red of her Innocence mirrored the deep, fiery anger that blazed within her, ready to spill over at any moment.