[DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OVE DGM – kinda obviously]
[3RD PERSON POV]
It happened in winter. One of many cold evenings.
A single grave not so far from road and a young auburn haired boy silently whining above it spending another day grieving upon dead of his beloved one. Small shiny tears were falling down through his checks but he didn't bother to wipe them at all. It didn't mattered to him at all.
Mana, his Mana was dead leaving alone alone in this monochrome world.
At this moment he had no will to survive.
No will to keep walking toward future like Mana told him to do. Not without him. Not without a person who were like ray of light in this ever-surrounding darkness for boy who was shunned by everyone of his kind.
Yes, Mana was his everything that did matter. As long as he had him humans hatred directed to him was nothing to him, of course it was still sad but he managed to ignore it as long as he had him.
And now…
The one who was left alone started crying again though he thought it was finally time for his tears to dry.
Unknown to boy was that he wasn't alone at this moment. A huge shadow was observing him without his knowledge. A small chuckle escaped unseen lips. He found another one. Another pawn to his collection that will play part in tragedy directed by him. Such a convenient tool called Akuma that he will create with his little help before forsaking life of victim. He didn't even noticed storm that was coming and snow that was falling everywhere.
"Hello, little one" his voice started poor soul that surprised stopped crying and move to see owner of it.
'Never met someone so big, really really big' a thought crossed his mind. 'With such a wide grin.'
A big hat and white fancy attire made him look even stranger.
"He… Hello, sir" boy responded.
"So what are you doing here?" Man asked despite knowing the answer.
"Ma… Mana" that was the only word that boy managed to say before he chocked and tears started leaving his grey, almost silver-like eyes.
„Mana Walker" man read from grave and he flinched a little which was left unseen to boy. Walker. He knew this surname. There was so much hatred and love bonded with Walkers that he bear. Unhealed wounds on his heart. So much pain...
He wanted to pat boy on his head, he didn't know why so he explained it as trying to gain trust from boy but somewhere deep down he knew that need was something entirely else but never convinced himself that it was. He tried doing it but a small figure hidden himself behind the stone leaving his effort fruitless.
"Don't be afraid" man spoken. "I am Millenium Earl and you are…?"
"Allen…" Boy silently responded not knowing if giving his name to some suspicious stranger was right thing to do but than again 'it didn't mattered'.
"So, little Allen Walker is that person" self-called Earl touched cold gravestone that was partly covered by snow falling from the sky. " Your father?"
Boy was silent for a few seconds but then finally a respond came out of his mouth.
"I… think so… I was leaving with Mana. Mana is… was my everything" he sobbed.
"So… Do you have somewhere to go?"
Allen shook his head. Tears still pouring from his eyes.
"Say, little one, do you want Mana Walker back?" His grin widened as Earl said it.
"Mana? Back? That's not possible" despite saying it a ray of hope appeared in boy's mercury eyes. He even stopped sobbing. He would do everything for it. He would even listen to this mad stranger even if he didn't believed him one bit.
"That is possible" man said making boy curiosity grow. "I can bring him back from this hateful god that took him away from you, Allen-chan."
Desperation and faith filled 11 years old boy. Millenium Earl saw it very clearly just like every time that he proposed the same thing to poor souls before this one.
He knew what was going to happen next. Just like every time it did. At least he thought so not knowing that this fateful night would change life's of many. Not only his and little boy standing before him.
'Just a petty little human that will play part in his scenario like many others will' Earl thought looking at him.
"How? How can you bring Mana's back?" Allen asked.
Out of nowhere a skeleton appeared on left side of grave. It was truly a frightening look if we were to add grey clouds that filled sky and a lightning that tore sky apart but boy was too amazed… blinded by idea of having his beloved foster father back. The one who took him despite his cursed arm causing humans to call him „Devil Child".
"It's really easy – Millenium told." We will use use this magical body as container for Mana's soul but first I someone to call him back and here I need your help."
"My help?" Sentence echoed in boy's mind.
Yes. He was willing to do it. No matter the cost. Eyes started shining brighter.
At this sight grin on man's face widened [A/N: yup, apparently it's possible, hard to belive, right?].
Something was obviously wrong with it but Allen was to absorbed to see it. That is… Until it was too late to fix it.
"Yes, your help. I need you to call name of your father" he explained to boy. "Only you can do it."
Allen walked towards the skeleton with hopeful silver eyes. He touched it's hand not knowing how this scene was wrong.
It was so beautiful. Thought of having Mana's back was so, so beautiful. Almost like a dream and in reality there is no place for dreams since they often becomes worst nightmares that haunts you.
He looked up towards clouded sky. Snowflakes danced in air.
"Mana!" Allen shouted.
And that's how new tragedy was born. Sad story of boy's life was supposed to end with even sadder ending. Man didn't even flinch a bit knowing it. It was his work after all. He could change it by why do it? This way was perfectly fine for him.
Earl chuckled again seeing how his new lovly Akuma was born before his very eyes. A beautifully written name of dead men appeared on skull. How splendid for him it was that he managed to acquire such a tool with soul of man that he had hated.
'Mana walker, yes, yes, yes! I will make you pay for making him betray me. Everything is your fault and now I will cause you suffering as you will kill this little kid with your own very hands under my command' he thought while laughing.
"How dare! How dare you… Allen."
"Mana?" Boy confused asked. He had no idea why his father was shouting at him. He was so happy that he could finally see him so why Mana wasn't happy?
"How dare you turn me into Akuma!?"
"Allen Walker, you are mine now" he turned towars skeleton. "My dear Akuma, kill this boy and wear his skin~"
'Yes… Mana Walker… Because everything is your fault… Because you had taken 14th from me… Now suffer from your punishment!'
"Mana?" He repeated his name.
"I curse you, Allen!" Akuma yelled at boy while attacking him. Under bare claw that grown from skeleton his face was cut through his eye. A shout escaped from lips of scared victim. A blood started running from his face colouring nearby snow in crimson red.
And here scenario changed from what Earl imagined. Something went… Differently.
His left arm twitched and started growing. Somehow he knew it was doing it in attempt of killing Mana.
'Why? Why? Why?' he asked in his head as he was about to die from his foster father hands or letting his monstrous arm that he always hated destroy him.
"So as always ugliness of your face can't let dead rest in peace, fatso!" Another figure appeared.
He had long red hair, glasses and mask that covered half of his face. He was wearing some kind of unknown to boy uniform with golden cross.
"Marshall Cross Marian. What brings you here?" Earl chuckled. "I am quite busy as you see."
"Well… I want to talk with this dirty brat, not you" redhead informed him while aiming with his weapon – gun called Judgement at Akuma. He shot destroying half of it's body. An inhuman scream filled their ears.
"Father run!" Allen shouted.
Mana started crawling toward him.
"Move, brat!" Cross yelled at him.
"Don't hurt him! Don't hurt Mana!" Allen tried shielding remaining upper half of creature's body.
Earl giggled while Marshall just roughly pushed boy aside and destroyed rest of it.
"Ah~! I see… So he's posses Innocence. That explains your presence here."
"No. I just couldn't stand your smelling fat butt nearby so I came to kick your ass our of here, Earl."
For Allen it seemed like world has decided abandoning him once again. It taken him again… How could he lost him second time? He would gladly trade his unwanted life for Mana's.
Rage started boiling in him. World without Mana… World without Mana could be as well as destroyed for him. The world that makes everything in effort of taking him away shouldn't exist. That's what he thought while trembling.
"Come on, boy!" Cross started dragging crying boy with annoyed expression in meantime cursing everything that he could and wondering why he isn't in some bar with local cuties.
"I don't wanna! You killed Mana!" Was a response that he got.
Allen struggled away from his grip and when he finally made it out he struck his face on ground but ignored it and looked at Marshall with amber eyes full of hate with tears falling from them.
Golden, not silver orbs.
At the same time Earl who was observing this scene was genuinely shocked. A sudden nostalgia and sadness filled his very being. Memories that he tried to bury deep within him flashed before him. His past with the one that he loved before he was betrayed by him. 14th. This boy was his beloved Musician.
And a moment later golden became silver again but Earl knew he wasn't wrong.
He called his Akuma to him and ordered them attack Marshall Marian Cross and while man in black uniform was busy with this killing-machines Millenium Earl snatched Allen of his side who didn't protest at all just staring with blank eyes before him.
"It's time to go home~!" Earl silently sang while taking him into his arms. His another hand reached strange umbrella that was summoned by him. "Let's leave now~"
"Yes-lero" it responded while opening itself.
And they floated above ground. Man chuckled seeing how little Allen fell asleep.
'This evening was truly magnificent'
And here I end my very first fanfic for now. Maybe you will some review for me? Follows? Favs?
Critic is fine too since I am quite inexperienced writer and this is not my native language so mistakes are sadly unavoidable in my case so I should probably apologise for them beforehand.
Sometimes I am wondering if I am the only one who thinks that there is never too many fics about Noahs and of course this one's which contains Allen as a Noah (even if they are often quite similar). I just love them so much that I wanted to write one by myself.
I will try writing another chapter soon… But school year is about to begin so it may be kinda hard for me since I am gonna start my first year in highchool and I want to keep my grades high in it.