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Chapter 1
We were dying.
The tree that supplies life force to us is slowly wilting away.
We were desperate, hopeless even.
None of us thought we could live.
But then we saw the tree gave birth to you, a pure white flower that could protect us from dying.
We saw the light of hope, we were so grateful.
Until that day, the human plucked you off the branch without us realizing-
No.
Every flower has the ability to kill and protect since birth, even when they are still a pollen.
You did not try to stay here.
You let the human plucked you off the branch without any fight.
You were given to another human, a female one this time.
The female human crushed you into powder and drank you up.
And once again, you did nothing.
You were our only hope, yet you choose death over us.
You left us.
You choose to abandon us.
How could you, our dear protector?
How could you just leave us here to die?
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-Yuu. K
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When he first opened his eyes for the first time in his life, the doctors and nurses looked so shocked. Sure he was all bloody and his umbilical cord was still attached to his mother, but that's what newborns look like, right?
The doctors pointed at him and start arguing about how a newborn was not supposed to be able to open their eyes after they came out from the mother's womb. The nurses were too scared to hold him. So there he was, laying on the bed, just below his mother and looked around curiously.
Suddenly, he felt a pair of shaking arms taking him up to his mother. As soon as he saw his mother, he eagerly stretch his tiny little hands, wanting to be in contact with his mother.
And soon, a scream could be heard from his mother.
He was shocked.
Everyone was shocked.
He could not understand why his mother would screamed at him and accused him as a monster. He could not understand why father did the same when they meet for the first time. He could not understand why his family would treated him as a demon child and craved a pentagon onto the top of his left eye.
And he could not figure out why he was able to think that much as a newborn infant.
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Allen held onto the bars of the cage unconsciously as he stared ahead. The sunset was so breathtaking to him. Childishly, he held his hands out, trying to reach the deep red sun. He saw an eagle flying freely in the sky, the almost transparent water flowing in the river and the green plants that swayed slightly as the wind blew gently.
The scene before him was so beautiful. Not even the sparkling stones his mother wore all the time could make him this amazed. What was the sparkling stones called again? Ah yes, mother called them "jewels".
Although he could not understand why his mother and the other female like to wear "jewels" on their body, he made no comment. He simply nodded when they asked him if they looked pretty.
"Allen."
Snapping awake from his thoughts, he pulled his hands in immediately and turned to the voice.
"Yes, father?"
"We have guests tonight. Behave."
Not again.
"...Father, I-"
A glare from his father was all he needed to confirm his suspicious.
His father was trying to sell him out again.
"..."
"And I want you to behave well this time."
He could only nod and stared at the small child beside his father.
The child pulled at his father's sleeve and pouted. His father chuckled before taking the child up into his arms, carrying the child as if he was carrying his own child. The child laughed cheerfully and latched onto his father with a large smile on his face. His father on the other hand, made no move to remove the child from him, instead he just laughed alongside the child.
How many times had he wished for that to happen to him as well?
He was the only child father had. But father never held him like that, or being fatherly to him. Not even when he was sick. His father didn't even make a move to look at him unless necessary.
Father never inform anyone about Allen as his son. The doctors present back then when he was born were threaten not to tell anyone about Allen's existence. They lied to the villagers saying that his mother had a miscarriage and the child died. They threw him into a cage after carving the pentagon on him, claiming that it could seal his power as a demon, and dragged the cage back to the village.
"My wife and I found this demon child by the woods. Since my wife had a miscarriage, we decided to keep this thing." they said to the villagers.
Since his father was a respectable man in the village, no one dare to go against his wish.
In other words, he was kept in the cage since birth, being fed with dry bread and river water secretly by the villagers as they knew his father would not feed him.
Unlike his family, the villagers treated him well. They looked after him, giving him food, and taught him words he didn't know.
He always wonder why did his parents thought of him as a demon child when he first came to this world. He looked at his reflection on the drinking water the villagers gave him but the mystery remain unsolved.
He looked like a human.
Alright... Maybe a human who is really really... white?
His hair, his eyes, his skin tone... it was all so white. His body screamed out nothing but the theme colour white. The villagers even said that his hair and his eyes appear to be silver under the sun.
Is that the reason?
He stared jealously at the child, though he kept his mouth shut from commenting anything. The child giggled in his father's arms and finally took a peek at him.
Those innocent dark brown eyes met his silver ones.
Oh, how he wished he was born with those eyes.
Looking away from them, Allen turned back to face the setting sun. His short silver hair slowly grew longer and longer.
"And make sure you don't let your hair goes out of control later."
Tonight's gonna be a dreadful night.
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"Here it is, sir."
His father unlocked his cage and signaled Allen to approach the Japanese male before him. And Allen did just that.
"...Are you pulling my leg, Walker? A brat like that can't cost that much!"
"Why, allow me."
He was pushed into a large hall which contained two hunger-deprived tigers. Upon sensing Allen in the same halls, the tigers immediately jumped towards him. The door behind him was locked and he saw his father leading the Japanese male onto a higher place to witness the whole process.
"Walker-"
"Just watch."
It didn't took long for the tigers to reach Allen. Allen dodged the tigers skillfully before stabbing them with his hair in a quick motion. He then control the particles in air and combining them by force to make them a substance strong enough to hold the tigers down onto the ground. Shocked, the tigers roared loudly and thrashed around harder.
"What the hell?!"
"As you can see, this child is not a human. He could control his hair freely. And that includes turning his hair into a weapon. He also have the gift to create new substances by manipulating the particles in the air."
"I see."
"So, what do you think, sir?"
"... Do you have any idea what this child is, Walker?"
"Oh of course. He's a demon child."
The Japanese male shakes his head slightly and turned to face the supposedly respectable man of the village, the grin on his face grew wider as time passed.
"He's a flower, the protector of the leaves tribe, Walker."
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Allen slowly walked up to his father, expecting his father to push him towards the stranger and get him out of the village. Instead, his father stared at him in disbelieved.
"Allen Walker, I'm your new owner. Starting today, you'll refer me as Kanda."
"Wait, Kanda-san, this child-!"
"I paid you the amount you wanted. So, he's mine now."
"But that was before I know how much he really worth!"
"Too late. Let's go, moyashi."
His hand was pulled gently by the male whom now he shall refer to "Kanda", leading him out of the village. He turned his head back to look at his father one last glance, wondering why his father suddenly looked so regretful.
"Allen, come back!"
That was what he last heard from his father before leaving the village with Kanda.
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TBC
Author's note : This story is strongly influenced by the novel "The Flower Of Animosity", written by Yuwo. So, for those that knows that book, I'm sure you can guess who's Allen playing as in this story? XD Anyway, I'm not planning to follow the flow of the original story, instead, I will only use some of the characters in that novel to write this fanfiction. Plot is still mine D *evil laughs*
The first part is a diary of a certain someone (the name below is a big giveaway...) Story starts after the diary. Clear? Good.
Well then, hope you enjoy this fic!
R&R
UnheardSalvation