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Allen walked though the city past all of the clueless people. They barely knew anything about the war that would determine their lives and futures.
Allen walked past three men that were really akuma. They didn't realize that all their killing would be futile if she didn't join their Earl's side.
Allen kept walking as a group of exorcists were attacked by the akumas. They didn't know that if she chose not to be one of them, everything they've done to the masses and destroy akuma would be for naught.
For she was Allen, the accommodator of the Heart of Innocence. She was Allen, the 15th Noah and daughter of Neah, the 14th. Allen would be the one who decided the course of the war. Allen would choose who would win and who would lose. But Allen was also Allen, the girl who hated battle. Allen was the girl who no one, but Rhode, the Bookman, and Cross knew about. She stayed hidden from those who would try to use her powers because she did not want to help either side. The Earl would have her, the Noah of Time and Knowledge, turn the other side to dust and destroy the world. But did she want to destroy her fellow accommodators? Did she want to kill those who her Innocence urged her to protect? The Black Order would use her Heart of Innocence to make people compatible with Innocence, to increase their powers, and defeat the Noah Clan. But did she want to destroy her brethren, the ones who shared the Noah genes? Did she want to be in the power of those who abuse their authority?
So, she stayed anonymous. She had met Rhode accidentally, but she kept Allen's secret. She understood that it was a choice that Allen would ultimately have to make. She also understood Allen's reluctance because, although she was a bit sadistic, she was fiercely loyal to her family and she could only imagine what having two warring families would be like.
The Bookman had seen her one day in the streets. He had questioned her and she answered his questions honestly because he was a bookman, he would not interfere with her choice or tell anyone.
Cross had taken care of her when she was younger. After her uncle, Mana, died, she had wandered aimlessly until Cross found her. He had been supposed to get her after Mana's death, but he had been with some girls and, well, you can imagine. He also kept her secret because he had been on good terms with Neah and he knew that she could easily be turned into a puppet for either side if they got wind of her.
She had recently left Cross as she had learned how to use her powers and she knew that sooner or later he would have ditched her anyways. And, come on, who wants to take care of his debts anyways?
Now she was wandering the world learning about each side and pitying them. For, someday soon, one would fall to her hand. But, which one it would be was still a mystery. One that she would gladly prolong; she was two in one and neither side of her wanted to surrender to the other.