Well, here we have it folks, chapter 8, not including the Author Note. Now, due to popular demand, I'm racing ahead to the Barcelona part of D Gray Man. Just because I don't feel like spending the next few weeks of my life on canon + Edward.

So I'll treat you to a lengthy summary of what's been going on.

Edward has been traveling around, using his Tie as a Noah to garner information for the Black Order. On the flip side, he's been supplying somewhat inaccurate information to the Earl about the Order's movements.

His movements across the globe had attracted the attention of both groups in general. Only a few exorcists knew he was actually on both sides. For the most part, he was known as Marshall Elric. Those same people knew him as a different person, never making the connection.

They knew him as the Noah of Truth, or 'Truth' for short. A monstrous being with skin harder than diamond and black as night with red lines all over, demonic pinprick white eyes staring down at you as he attacked. Powers beyond comprehension, people feared 'Truth.'

Now, one thing to remember is that he is not quite up to date on specific people, but instead only knows what's been going on in general. He knows that a new Exorcist, Krory has joined the ranks.

He's currently somewhere in Italy, in a mountainous region. That's where we start off.

On with the story.

Edward sat in front of the fire, opening and closing his pocket watch. Every time he glanced at the face, he clicked it shut, muttering about the lack of time. While it was closed, he watched the firelight dance off the side, painting the clean polished silver orange.

With a sigh, he placed it back in his pocket, taking a bite out of the sandwich.

Technically he didn't need to eat, the object in his chest providing him his bodily needs, but old habits die hard. That and he got vicious hunger pains.

The fire had burnt down to small flames and coals, but Edward didn't feel like starting it back up again. Tilting his hat over his eyes he fell into sleep, plagued with his future.

VIVANEWVEGAS

He awoke to his watch buzzing. Popping his hat up, he noticed the sun was high in the sky. His watch buzzed again. Sighing, he pulled it out and spoke.

"Hello, Marshall Elric here, who am I speaking to?"

"This is Section Chief Reever speaking."

"Hello Reever, what do I owe the pleasure of this call?" Ed was of course being sarcastic. He was tired.

"We have gotten word of an Akuma invasion of Barcelona Spain. Due to the unlikelyness of this, Komui has asked for you to confirm."

Ed nodded. "Sure, I'll check it out. I'll report back in the usual manner when I find out. Marshall Elric out." He clicked the watch closed, severing the connection.

Leaning against his 'bed' or rock, he sighed. Sometimes the double agent job really tired him out. Standing up, he brushed his coat off, using a quick flash of Alchemy to remove any dirt ground into it.

In front of him from beneath a red rectangle rose a grey stone set of double doors, a tree with unfamiliar language to all but Edward written on it. They opened with a groan, unknown depths of blackness inside. Edward strolled in like it was a sunny day on the other side.

When he emerged, he was in a dark room, dominated with a new wood table. A few people jumped at his appearance while the Akuma took a step back. They didn't want to become fuel for table disposel.

"Ahh, Truth, glad you could come!" exclaimed the elderly fat man. Edward took his place at the table, two to the left from the Earl.

"Good evening. I originally didn't have any intent on coming, but I heard a rumour that your attacking Barcelona, Spain?" Ed left the question to hang in the air, looking at the faces of gathered Noah.

There was Road, smiling at something. Skinn, trying to get as far away from the egg in front of him as possible. Tiki was smoking and the rest were empty seats.

"Hmm, those Exorcists are good when it comes to information, I'll give them that," replied Tiki offhandedly.

Ed nodded. "So, for appearances I'll take the Exorcist's side for this battle, but I'll come in late. Maybe an hour after you begin?" There was a nod from the Earl.

"So, since that's over with, I'll let them know later. For now, what's been going on with the rest of my family?" asked Edward, leaning back in his chair.

"Hmm, I've killed a few people, got stripped to my boxers in a poker match a while ago, the usual," replied Tiki, taking a drag on his ever present cigarette.

"I've eaten sweats, killed, umm." Skinn left it there. He didn't do much. Ed had learned he had more brain power than Sloth. Marginally.

"I've been doing the usual, reviving lost souls for my army. Laid out plans for moving day, not much else." The Earl took a bite of the egg before him, sliding it away while gently putting the spoon down. Everyone simultaneously looked at Road.

"We don't know what's been up with her. She's been disappearing randomly lately. Has that happy look to her face." There was some silence, the spiky blue haired girl not noticing everyone's stares.

"Alright, maybe she broke somebody's mind and it was a toughie." The family nodded, accepting this answer for now.

"Now, I've been wandering about. I found a fragment of Innocence, blew it up nicely before continuing on. Earl, I killed a few level 2's for an Order mission near the border of Italy. Nothing important since last time."

Ed's gaze wandered over to Road again, taking note of her appearance. Her hair was slightly ruffled but otherwise normal. Clothes looked clean, tie... tied. Wait a minute...

"Road?" called Edward. Nothing. "Rooaad!" yelled Edward, slamming his hand on the table. This jolted Road out of her trance.

She frowned. "What?" she asked coldly. Ed grinned, leaning back again.

"Why's your left sock inside out?" Her eyes widened, body stiffened and her mouth made an 'O' shape. Faster than most saw, she bolted out of the room.

Silence.

"Well, I'll leave that to your imaginations then. Good day," finished Edward. Standing up, he walked towards his gate that was still standing. The doors groaned opened, quiet whispers and hands drew forth, wrapping around him in familiarity.

The doors closed, leaving the family to glare at the stupid Akuma who added far too much salt into the eggs.

VIVANEWVEGAS

Edward stepped out of his Gate, glancing with distaste at that state of his fire.

Cold, with what smelled like animal piss on his rock. Greaaaat.

"Well, that answers whether I'm moving out or not," he muttered. Turning south towards Barcelona, he began walking. There was a large amount of distance to cover if he was going to be there to fight Akuma.

VIVANEWVEGAS

Edward ran up the hill, heading for the sounds of hundreds of thousands of Akuma assaulting Barcelona. While he knew it was to kill the Exorcist Teidoll, who was in fact on his way there, a bit of a 'translation' error occurred, he didn't expect the screaming of people to be so loud.

Cresting the hill, he paled.

Fire rose from building, most of which were crumbling or gone. The outer walls were obliterated, lit up only by a few containment fields holding a few level ones.

"Well, time to get to work," he said quickly, muttering a quick verse in the language of the gate.

The air shifted, pulsing as the verse was spoken. Ed smiled.

Yanking out his pocket watch, he sent out a call.

"This is Marshall Elric. I'm providing assistance to those finders and Exorcists still alive. If possible, get under cover, but make sure you watch the skies." Not waiting for confirmation he clicked it shut.

The air pulsed again. Ed's smile grew almost insane.

"Draconas, Exode, Drema!" shouted Edward into the sky, speaking the language of the gate into the mortal world, where It should never be spoken.

At once, the air pulsed again. The difference was that a purple dot appeared above him. it grew into a line, tracing a 3 dimensional rectangle in the sky, 400 feet across. It finished by dividing the rectangle into two smaller ones, 200 feet wide each.

He opened his watch. "Gate Squadron, destroy the souls that rightfully belong to the Gate." Clicking it shut, he finished the words.

"Kidala!"

The doors swept open, revealing blackness within. A low rumble filled the air, getting closer as the objects within got closer to the portal. He began to let lose a low insane chuckle as the objects flew out.

P90 Mustangs flew forth, battle damage coated in black 'gate flesh' as he knew it. From what Edward knew, they came from another world, something about a war fought across most of the central world. 'Axix powers vs Allied.' He wasn't sure on the specifics, it didn't concern him as of this moment.

Either way, twenty of them flew forth, charging at the Akuma with their mission from Hell.

The whine of their engines caught the attention of Akuma, Finders, Exorcists and the single Noah all looked up, or East depending if you were in the sky.

The chatter of alchemical machine guns ripped into the air, red bullets tearing forth from the wings, carving their way into the ranks of Akuma.

From the gate more aircraft spilled forth, this time three modified b29 flying fortresses. The 'modification' was more downward pointed guns and bomb bays, curtosy of the gate. They unleashed alchemical fury against the level two's on the ground. Finders cheered as Akuma were shredded like paper. They ducked, but continued when the bombers let loose their payload on the ground based level twos.

Tiki looked up, astonished at what was going on. Flying objects were tearing apart the Earl's precious creations at a rate faster that he could create them.

He was glad Edward was on their side.

He jumped to the left as an Akuma part landed where he was standing. "In the long run I suppose," he finished.

He strolled calmly away from his location, having finished with the Exorcist and his strange ball he walked through buildings, heading for Road's gate.

That brought another thought. She had been acting weird these days. She was more and more into her trance like states. His thoughts got back on track when he saw the door. Smiling, shaking a few embers of burning Innocence from his hands, he walked into the Ark.

After the aircraft had finished destroying Akuma and claiming those souls in limbo, they flew back into the portal. As the last super fortress exited this dimension, the doors flashed out of existence, leaving smoke laden sky.

[A.N.] There you go, chapter 8. Hope you enjoyed it.