Hi everyone, I have only done one short story before this so please forgive my mistakes since I have very little experience with Fanfics.
I hope you enjoy this story and please review so I can improve for you all.
I will be using "Catching Fire" (combination of book and movie) as my guideline but I will be taking some artistic license so I can incorporate Allen into the story line
Also I will be changing points of view to suite the situation.
Obviously I don't own anything D. Gray-man or Hunger Games.
What had once been a peaceful rural village had been turned into a grim battlefield. Innocents fled, blood, black and red both, swirled together on the cobble stone streets painting a macabre picture of death. In the darkened sky flashes of light and streaks of shadows crossed paths as Noah and Exorcists fought for control.
The scene of ruin and chaos only intensified when a red and black checkered door opened in the sky to admit two black and blonde haired twins with golden pistols in hand. Jasdero and devit joined the raging battle below.
A youth, no older than 15, cloaked in a cape white as snow and a intricate mask of silver and black danced precariously with a immaculately dressed man. Allen Walker slashed forward with his left hand transformed into a deadly clawed weapon meeting the Noah's dark matter with a clash of purple sparks. Tykki smiled gleefully at the exorcist before him feeling the trill of battle guide his hands, urging his blood lust.
All around the pair explosions shook the air threatening to obliterate the few standing structures of the town. He knew his fellow exorcists, Lavi, Lenalee, Kanda, and Krory were fighting somewhere close by. If the colorful curses were any indication the insufferable Japanese exorcist was holding his own. Allen spared a quick glance downwards at the devastation, his heart twisted at the thought of the wistfully ignorant residents shaken out of bed to flee like scurrying ants, and those who undoubtedly did not escape in time. Yet the boy could spare little thought for others as his own opponent closed in.
"Can you really afford to be distracted right now Shounen?" Tyki Mikk asked with an ear slitting grin.
The man's usually pristine suite was torn in places where Allen's Innocence had grazed him, and his top hat was missing yet he was otherwise unhurt. The Noah struck with blinding speed at Allen's chest aiming for his heart. Allen twisted in midair just in time to catch the ash colored hand with his own claws. Allen gave an almost apologetic smile.
"Sorry not falling for that again." Grabbing his left wrist with his right hand encased in his armored innocence, he pulled until his entire left hand had vanished to be replaced with a shining silver broadsword with a black cross set in the center. He swung his weapon in a broad arc putting distance between him and the still smiling Tykki. Allen knew that his countermeasure gained him only a small reprieve. The battle had been long and hard and the haze of exhaustion was beginning to creep into the edge of his vision. The steady spread of warm liquid from his side told Allen that the wound he had sustained previously was still bleeding.
Yet the couple second he bought was precious, it was a chance to assess the situation. A flash of green light striking down on a aqueous monster showed Lenalee keeping Lulu Bell busy. Somewhere to his right a cry of
"Hiban!" and the appearance of two flaming serpents showed Lavi was alive and well engaged with the manic Noah twins. But the fight wasn't going as well as Allen wished. One of the twins, Devit, dodged out of the way and landed a sucker punch to the red haired exorcist's gut.
Krory fluttered about with his cloak whipping in the wind as he did his best to keep up with Sheryl who fought with a crazed glint in his dark eyes, an inhuman grin splitting his face almost in half. Right behind the pair the moody Kanda swung his Katana with incredible accuracy and speed as he slashed through the volley of candles Road was hurling at him.
Directing his focus back to his own engagment Allen furiously blinked the black mist from his vision. His friends were counting on him, his family was counting on him. Lunging forward he locked weapons with the large black Tease that Tyki was now wielding in his hand. The grotesque mockery of a butterfly jabbered sickeningly inches away from the youth's face. Their cries carrying with them images of those flesh eating creatures erupting from Suman Dark's dead body. With a burst of rage Allen pushed Tyki back with surprising force knocking the man back.
Pushing his advantage Allen swung low to cut Tyki's legs out from under him but the Noah disappeared from the rooftop they had been fighting on straight through the solid bricks like water through earth. Allen tensed, waiting for his attacker to spring up from anywhere. Tyki reappeared directly underneath Allen grabbing his throat as he shot up. Allen gasped for breath shooting a band of silvery innocence onto the offending hand to pull it away allowing him just enough room to leap away.
The teen glared at his grey skinned opponent rubbing his throat in annoyance. How did a regular mission to retrieve Innocence become so complicated?
Allen recalled just a day ago they all stood in Komui's office as their superior told them that there was a possible sight of Innocence in a remote village in Southern France. He had left with his friends joking and relaxing on the slow train ride there.
They had expected there to be some Akuma at the village sent by the Millennium Earl to retrieve the Innocence before the Exorcist got there. What greeted them instead was Tyki, Road, and Lulu Bell soon joined by Sheryl, Devit, and Jasdero through a checkered door created by Road.
Of course there were plenty of Akuma already waiting for them there. Without even a minute to rest or time to collect their thoughts Allen and his friends were thrown into an all-out battle with the Family of Noah and their faithful Killing machines. The Black Order's only comfort was that the Millennium Earl himself hadn't joined the fray. They were in deep enough trouble as it was.
"Master please let me deal with this filthy Exorcist." A level three Akuma sneered at Allen. Tyki raised an eyebrow at the skeletal minion before smiling down at his favorite Exorcist.
"Have fun." He said in a disinterested voice. Allen turned on the Akuma immediately as his cursed left eye focused on the soul trapped in the Akuma. The tortured soul bonded to the killing machine screamed in grief and frustration as it was forced to commit wanton acts of destruction against its will. These were the pitiful spirits Allen committed his life to saving.
In seconds, waves of level-three Akuma had the lone exorcist surrounded launching spikes, acid, webs, and all manners of deadly objects.
Allen whipped Crown Clown's cloak around him protectively shielding him from most of the damage, but the force of the attacks still sent him sprawling across the cold stone floor below the house he was standing on. Sharp stones dug unforgivingly into his side, a stream of crimson liquid slid down his face. He spat out the iron state of blood that had filled his mouth.
The Exorcist jumped up into the sky clouded with the presence of Akuma and swung his Sword of Exorcism in a wide arc taking out four or five level-threes at the same time forcing the rest of retreat. A bold Akuma attacked with grey webs hoping to ensnare and end the life of its target. Allen skillfully navigated his way through the webs slashing his sword across the Akuma splitting it in half. He smiled as the soul nodded its thanks to him before vanishing into the dark night sky.
Another Akuma lunged at Allen. He raised his broad sword to block the attack but one of the Akuma's fellow shot strings from its wrist and pulled Allen's sword back leaving his front undefended. He only had enough time to draw up his cloak up partially to block the volley of punches coming at him at break neck speed. With one well-placed kick the Akuma sent Allen crashing down to Earth.
He fell through a roof before landing hard into a barn floor. He shook his head to clear the painful pounding that had been growing in the back of his skull. The haze had reappeared around his eyes. He blinked hard before hearing a soft cry. Shocked he glanced around the barn. There in the corner nestled in a pile of hay was a small girl covered in grit and dirt looking at Allen with tearfuleyes.
"Mama Papa. Where are they?" Her voice cracked with terror and despair. Allen knew with horrible certainty that this girl's parents were dead.
"Ready to die exorcist?" The horrible voice echoed from the humanoid shape of the monster's body. Allen smiled. A dazzling beautiful thing among all the carnage.
"Stay here. You'll be safe, they won't hurt you. I promise" He intoned. The girl nodded squeezing herself even more firmly into the barn corner.
Molten silver eyes locked with the monster above. Burning anger gnawing at Allen's stomach until it was ready to boil over. He couldn't let the pitiful slaves to the Earl hurt any more people. He would not let the trapped souls continue killing and suffering as they grew to hate themselves.
Swinging his sword in his right hand Allen leaped up to the Akuma plowing through their ranks. More lacerations, bruises, and burns covered his body as the monsters around him exploded back into the dark matter whence they came.
As another Akuma exploded before him Allen acknowledged for the first time how much red was stealing over his vision. An Akuma clad in red armor chucked in amusement and triumph.
"You are at your limit exorcist. I will be the one to kill you. The Earl will reward me most generously if I bring him the body of an exorcist." Allen grimaced shaking his head to clear it.
"Be at peace." He whispered. With a great push he shoved his sword through the Akuma's chest.
"It feels nice…" The Akuma said uncertainly. "Maybe this isn't so bad after all." Allen jumped back before it exploded in flames. A yell of pain escaped Allen's lips when a searing pain slashed across his back. He spun to face the smiling Tyki Mikk.
"You haven't forgotten about me have you? Shounen." The young exorcist gritted his teeth. This was bad. Allen knew he wasn't in any shape to pick up the fight with a freshly rested Noah, not after the injuries he had sustained from the other level-three Akuma. Suddenly at the edge of Allen's consciousness a familiar voice boomed out of Kanda's golem.
"Retreat, we can't win this battle and back up is too far away. Allen if you can hear me we need you to open a gate to the Ark so everyone can get back." The other exorcist headed Komui's message and the pulled back at once converging on Allen's location.
"Oi! Allen are you okay?"Lavi's concerned green eyes met Allen's silvery-gray ones as he reached his side first. "Can you still open a gate?" Allen nodded, too exhausted to give a verbal response. The Bookman gave a knowing look nudging his friend's arm in support before raising his hammer ready to defend his comrades.
Allen's partners covered him while he closed his eyes trying to push away the burning pain coursing through his veins. He recited the 14th's song in his head calling out a gate from the pure white Ark that would lead the exorcist away from the carnage of the battlefield to the safety of the black order.
"Oh, but we're not done here my dear." Came the childish voice of Road Kamelot. Her golden eyes were lit with a slightly crazed excitement. She summoned her own checkered door to counter the glowing gate that was forming right in front of Allen. The result shocked everyone on the field, Noah and Exorcists alike.
The two doorways merged into a swirling portal of darkness that pulled at Allen trying to suck him in. He cried out in alarm trying to use his crown belt to latch himself onto any kind of solid foundation to prevent himself from being pulled into the darkness, but it was no use.
His friends could only reach out uselessly as they tried to claim back their friend from the vacuum of darkness that enclosed Allen from all sides.
"Lavi, Kanda, Lenalee, Krory!" He cried as his friend's horrified faces shrank away until the world turned black.
Katniss sat huddled in a small ball next to the lake her father use to take her to for summer swims before he had died when he was working in the mines of District 12.
Death.
That seemed to be the only thing that filled her life right then.
She recalled the blood that pooled around the victims in the last Hunger Games claiming 22 young lives for the sake of television entertainment and to reinforce the control the Capitol had over the Districts. We can take your children and kill them, but you know that there is nothing you can do to protect them.
That seemed to be the message the Capitol shoved into their face every year as each district sacrificed one boy and girl between the ages of 12 and 18 to fight to the death in an arena.
A loud crash not too far from her jerked Katniss out of her negative thoughts drowning her mind, threatening to spill over in the form of tears.
She jumped in alarm, heart pounding and bow drawn ready to shoot her attacker. Spinning 180 degrees to see what had caused the noise she was surprised to find the face of her childhood friend and illegal hunting companion Gale staring back at her.
"It's just me Katnip." He said, concern mixed into his voice. When Katniss finally lowered her bow his gray eyes relaxed letting a small smile dance on his lips before he ruffled his own dark hair in amusement. "What did you shoot to cause such a large crash?"
Katniss quickly raised her bow and arrow again a wild look in her eyes.
"That wasn't me! I thought it was you." At this Gale looked worried and confused.
"If it wasn't you then…" His voice trailed off as he quickly sprinted after Katniss who was running as fast as her legs would carry her to the source of the sound she had heard moments earlier.
She saw a small clearing in the forest ahead and before she got close enough the figure lying on the floor seemed to slip something over his hands in response to hearing approaching footsteps. Katniss froze in her tracks when she saw what, or she should say who, caused the crashing sound. Her arms dropped to her side, her weapon falling with it.
"Katniss what the?" Then Gale froze too as he took in the strangeness of the situation.
"Who are you?" She asked the young boy with snowy white hair and a long red tattoo that started out as an upside down pentagram on his forehead, trailing down to curve along his cheekbone. He raised his head with considerable effort, it seemed as though he couldn't even sit up.
A small pool of blood was already starting to form around him as he answered with a small pained smile.
"My name is Allen Walker."
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