Allen walker
The snow had begun to fall endlessly outside his window. Winter Season was at its prime today. The edifices below shone like tiny twinkle stars. The faint scent of cinnamon, chocolate and mint wafted through his closed door and it made his stomach grumble. Out of the blue, a snowflake softly landed itself upon his palm. He stared at it for awhile as he became fascinated with its hexagonal symmetry.
" Beautiful.." the white-haired exorcist remarked. He could feel something upon his left shoulder. Turning towards it, he found a flying golden colored golem. A smile curved upon his pale features.
" Timcanpy..Merry Christmas..!" He greeted the flying golem. The christmas carols in the hallway filtered throughout his silent bedroom.
" Well..not yet.." He corrected himself. It was the twenty fourth of December. A day before the special occasion but he found it all too special anyway. It had only been days since he came back from a mission at Bulgaria with his master Marian Cross. At the time of their arrival, the Headquarters seemed evacuated. There were just a meager number of finders. A day after that, Yu, Marie along with Marshall Tiedoll arrived. Then just two days later, Lavi, Crow and Bookman came from a mission from South Africa and just this yesterday, Miranda, Lenalee and Marshall Klaude came with a message from the Asian Headquarters. The instant that she had time to talk, Lenalee had told them how weird that director was and Allen loudly laughed. Eventually. when everybody was looking at him, he shut his mouth and turned stark white.
Don't want to uncover Director Bak's greatest crush on Lenalee Lee , do we?
The headquarters was full of people two days before Christmas Eve. People whom he called friends and family at the same time. It was the best present ever. Knocking broke his dramatic musing. He stood up to open the door.
" Who is it.?" he asked as he looked at the peephole. A fish-eye image of a finder he recognized appeared. He opened tha door for him.
" Hey..Andrew..what're you doing here?" He asked as he scratched his head. It was only five in the morning but the place was unusually alive with activity.
" I got a package for you from a guy named Mana." Andrew, the finder read the card.
The exorcist's silver eyes grew big in a matter of minutes. Mana was the only person who took care of him back when he was little. He died from an incurable disease which caused Allen to accidentally turn him into a Akuma. Mana was the first demon he killed and his cursed left eye was a constant reminder of it. It was cursed by Mana himself. So how could a guy who died six years ago give him a package?
" Are you sure?" The exorcist asked.
" Its all in the card, Allen..Take a look.." He handed him the plain greeting card and tentatively. Allen opened it.
To: Allen Walker
Merry Christmas!
With love,
Mana Walker
His breathing hitched. He recognized that penmanship anywhere. It was Mana's handwriting, no doubt. He looked at Andrew again.
"Here." The finder gave him a thin rectangular shaped box.
"Thanks" Allen's fingers were literally shaking as he took it from him. His mind raced. Was Mana alive? Marshall Cross would've told him the very moment he knew.
" You allright, Allen?" Andrew blinked twice at the Exorcist's strange behavior.
"I'm okay..thanks." He closed the door behind him then stared at the box again. It was a simple brown leather box with a red ribbon tied around it for fancy. He untied the ribbon to find two items tucked neatly inside. A small paper was scrolled up and tied with a thinner type of red ribbon and a black fountain pen which looked like it had been centuries old with a gold rim and insignia beside it. With care, he began to untie the ancient parcel and read.
December 25, 1995
Allen,
I think it is time for you to have this pen in your possession. this was passed on from my father to me and now, I would like it to be yours. The pen's a heirloom and the insignia is our family crest. I hope you find it useful to what you're searching for.
Keep on writing,
Mana
The package was dated five years ago..! What a delay and just how did they find it after all these past years? Allen was tempted to ask Andrew where he brought it but he should know don't have any clue about what they're delivering. Its a safety measure designed to keep them safe and out of secrecy.
Allen sat on his desk and held the pen. The gold insignia was nothing but a half moon and a cross. The Walker Family Symbol. Mana had no child of his own but he treated Allen like his son. An d that was enough for any orphan who had no idea who his true parents were. Mana found him on the snow when he was just an infant and it was Christmas Eve. That explains his birthday.. but never who he really was. Allen studied the pen a little while longer than usual the n wondered if it could still write just as Mana had hinted in the letter. Grabbing the ancient parcel once again, he wrote the first thing that had crossed his inactive-to-the-moment mind.
Lenalee Lee..
The pen was still working, cool. Suddenly, He remembered he had to do some research in the library. He stuck the pen to his chest pocket and hurried to the door.
Mineko-chan94: There you have it guys..! my first ever fanfic for Man..! I hope you find it atleast satisfactory..!I'll try to update as soon as I can since Classes are threatening to eat me up again..Happy day..!
