I got the idea to write a D.Gray-Man fic a long time ago; before they had even made a section for it on FF dot net. I had already wrote the first part, but the storyline was different. A few months later,I scrapped the original idea and wrote this. I think it turned out a lot better than the original would have.

I do not own D.Gray-Man.

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"I hate the rain...", Allen sighed to himself as he stared boredly out the window of the train. "It always makes everything look so bleak.."

15-year-old Allen Walker turned around in the train car shared by only himself and his little golem-thing Timcampi. "What, do I have the plague or something?" He thought; looking at all the empty space in the well-furnished train car. He kicked up his feet on the seat while Timcampi floated around the room. Boredly, he gently brushed aside his bangs and gingerly touched the pentagram-shaped scar above his eye. He recalled the events of the night he had received his curse, then closed his eyes and snickered.

"Boy...wasn't I an idiot, Timcampi?" He said to his golem, or rather, to his master's golem. The sprite made a 'Chii' sound to show that he was listening and continued his escapade throughout the room.

He'd never thought about bringing someone dead back to life before, but it had hurt him so much when he'd found out Mana was dead.

And the Millenium Earl's guesture was so inviting. It made him believe that he truly could bring his 'father' back to life.

But when he'd seen that...thing, walking towards him, gleaming with hate and the given form of an akuma, he'd known he had made the wrong decision.

"HOW COULD YOU ALLEN? HOW COULD YOU TURN ME INTO AN AKUMA?"

Those screams echoes into the darkest confines of the young man's mind. He shivered as he remembered the moment when 'Mana' had carved the mark of the Millenium Earl into the young Allen's forehead. He could still feel the sting of blood mixed with tears as the gaping wounds opened up beneath and above his eye.

His own screams had come later, after he'd realized what he'd done. He had given life to a monster; a killing machine, and he couldn't stop it. That would mean killing it, which would be killing his father. He couldn't do that.

But his anti-akuma weapon could, and did.

His father had died twice. Allen himself was cursed. He became an exorcist in a sin-laden land, filled with mankinds darkest desires and dreams.

He was on a mission to protect the worlds 'Innocence'

When he'd already lost his so long ago.


Nyeh...I'm still a little shaky on that last line..but I couldn't quite grasp hold of anything that would fit in that spot, soI stuck with that. I hope you liked it!

Review please! -holds up Timcampi-shaped snacks- You'll get these!

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