Prologue
Thick black night blanketed the endless sky. Cool night air hung about like a thick misty blanket. A young white haired youth about the age of 15, shuddered feeling the cold through his warm clothes. Happily he looked up at the large and powerful building before him. This was the headquarters of the black order, but more importantly, this was the boys home.
"Home sweet home at last Tim" he said cheerfully, as his breath billowed up higher.
Timcampy was the name of the boys gold colored golem, given to him by his master. Tim carefully landed on the head of his owner, settling comfortably. The child began to wonder of his friends Lavi and Kanda, and if they had returned from their mission in Verona, Italy.
Thank GOD, I didn't have to go with Kanda on that mission he said inwardly. Mind you that Kanda wasn't the cheeriest person in the world, but only Lavi could stay optimistic on missions with him. Hopefully they had already returned with all limbs intact .
"Hey, Allen-san!" a familiar female voice called as Allen walked in.
"Hello Miranda" he answered politely .
"How did your mission go?"
"It went well. Have Lavi and Kanda returned yet?" Allen asked.
"Yes, and we also have some new Exorcists here as well" she said happily.
New Exorcists? Now that was a miracle that Allen was delighted to hear. New Exorcists were hard to find, with so few people who's bodies could handle the force of the innocence. Allen felt his mind grow weary with tiredness, as he trudged on to his room. He hadn't felt this tired since, the dreams of the 14th started occurring.
Upon entering his room he flopped down on his bed and stared at the ever more familiar picture on the wall. A Joker like demon that walked ever more forward carrying his coffin bearing the cross of god. Allen began slipping from reality, and in the last moments of his awareness he murmured "Mana….", and slipped into unconscious bliss.