Well then, Hello~
I hope you all enjoy this fanfiction, as it was hard to come up with. No muse T.T
Anyone have a solution for that? Well, either way, I hope you enjoy and please forgive me if I get anything wrong on the Bleach part. I am going off a memory, and need to watch it sometime.
I do not own Bleach or -Man, if I did, I would have a life-sized sculpture of Allen in my room 3
Please, do enjoy~
"Allen!" A shout was heard from somewhere up in the dark sky as a boy in white shot strait into a tree, breaking through the barrier of vines that held it up firmly. Head spinning, Allen got up, shaking off any bit of tree that had been on him a second earlier. He jumped right back into the fight, despite the protests of his body, and something deep, deep within his mind. A shout, startling the Akuma, came from his parched throat as he sliced through them with ease, green cross like glows appearing on all of them in an instant. The air was filled with a smoke before dying down, allowing clear sight once more.
"Che, Baka Moyashi, these Akuma aren't dying down any time now. Who knows when one of us will go down. Why don't you get off your lazy ass and do something useful for once?" An annoyed voice came from somewhere below him for a moment before being lost to the wind and shouts of his companion. He grit his teeth, looking down for a moment at the Samurai, before turning his silver eyes back to the enemy. One second not paying attention, could be one second your downfall.
A frown adorning his face, he spoke lightly and almost rehearsed, "Pitiful Akuma, bring salvation to your soul." He heard a laugh from the Level 3 above him,
"I need not salvation! You idiot Exorcist. I need only you to die!" It sped down with immense speed, unmatchable by a normal human. Of course, neither of the two were normal, though one was close enough to human, but inhuman by a human standpoint. Just as Allen was about to deprive the Akuma of it's sorrowful soul, a scream was heard. Turning up and looking strait at what he heard, Lenalee was struggling in the hands of a Level 4 that had managed to hide in the crowd. His eyes widened and shouted with a bit of despair "Lenalee! Just... just hold on! I'll get you!" It sounded hopeless, even to himself. As much as he promised himself that, he couldn't guarantee that he'd make it in time to get Lenalee and them both be safe. Turning back to the Akuma, a bit late was his downfall. He felt the pressure on his chest grow larger with the pressure on his face. He didn't know where he was hit, but knew it was either his head, or his chest. Fighting to stay conscious, was a struggle, and one he would not win this time. He bleakly registered a scream, blood, and a flash of white before he hit the ground.
"Allen!"
"Shortstack!"
"Tch. Baka Moyashi. Is he dead?" A voice, barely tinted with fear, asked.
"The Innocence is still reacting. He can't be dead? Maybe just unconscious?" A dash a hopelessness.
Another scream. And another, and another, and another, soon the whole room was filled with screams. A voice, barely audible spoke, an echo in his head.
"Time for a change of Scene."
Allen vaguely registered a migraine when he awoke. "Where am I?" He questioned, confused to where he could be. I was hit by an Akuma, fainted, then woke up again, and fainted again. I think that's what happened to me, but... where am I? Last I remembered, I- We were in an Abandoned town, not a forest. What happened to the Akuma? To Lavi, and Lenalee, and BaKanda? Ugh, and what is with this migraine? I feel like I'm about to vomit. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a rattling sound, like the sound of chains. They sounded near to him, as if right by him. He blinked, confused, before looking down and seeing what he had heard. A chain was protruding from his chest. It looked somewhat ghostly, and somewhat... different. Well, it didn't actually feel like anything, it was more like a 'just there' feeling then anything. He blinked and stood up, wobbling a bit, and poked at the chain confused. "What is this supposed to be? Am I dead or something? Oh no! I must have died or something! Now what? What happened to all of them, they could be dead it it'd be all my fault! Just because I had to die, they could've as well. I-I-I couldn't e-even keep a p-promise..." He felt so lost, so puny right then at that time. He had left them to fend for themselves against a level four. But, there were three of them! They could easily take care of each other, right?
His thoughts clogging his mind, he slid down the tree. Holding his head, fingers grasping some of his white hair, tears stung and forcefully pushed their way out of his eyes. Grotesque scenes of his friends being mutilated in weird ways moved his vision, thoughts swimming around. He didn't care how long he sat there, it was worse being stuck there with his thoughts. He'd rather be stuck in the cell, being forced to hear all about his 'traitorous lies' or him 'being the fourteenth'. Anything would've been better then this, then being stuck thinking about your friends being killed because of you. Tears having dried up some time ago, gone with the wind. He asked suddenly, and hoarsely, "Now what, Mana? How will I keep walking now? How will I continue, knowing the very cause I have fought for, has killed everyone? How will I continue now?" He smiled, a pained smile. "How will I continue from here?"
He wasn't expecting an answer. Not even a whisper in the wind.
"Don't stop. Keep walking."
He held his head still, hearing the voices of the people he knew in his head. He must have been going crazy.
"Those... were The 14th's last words to Mana. Never stop. Keep walking."
Road. Mana.
"Just have to keep the faith."
"Yeah, that's right, keep the faith."
"Let's keep the faith!"
Lou Fa. Rikei. Shifu.
"If there's nobody left, even if the real world is saved, I'll be destroyed..."
Lenalee...
"Don't worry... I'm on your side, whatever happens."
Even the 14th.
"A path is something you create as you walk it. The ground you've trotted hardens, and that's what forms your path. You're the only one who can create your path."
Master... Your only inspiring words to me.
Why? Why was everything being told back to him? They weren't here. But, maybe they were telling him something! Resolution back, he spoke out loud, and with a new and stronger voice, "No matter what happens, I'll keep moving! Until this life runs out of me, I'll keep walking. I will, because that is my promise to Mana. My promise to everyone. My last gift to them will be that very thing. I will keep walking, and keep striving to live throughout this, and make sure that their lives, and mine, were never in vain. I now make a promise to them, wherever they are, that I will never stop walking, not until I cannot walk anymore!" He smiled, silver eyes gleaming, with a profound light he hadn't ever had before. Even in his death, and dead life, he'd live it to the fullest.
A couple of minutes after Allen's inspiring proclamation, he heard a sound of footsteps. Not heavy, but not light either. Whomever it was, it was close. He didn't care right now. He was still trying to figure out how to get this chain out of him. He couldn't really walk around with a chain in his chest, even if people couldn't see him, it would be very uncomfortable. So he thought. He turned when the footsteps stopped and looked up at the new arrival. His silver eyes glanced at the person's brown eyes before turning to the sword he saw. He looked mildly worried about the large blade carried by the man before looking back up.
He wouldn't say anything, even if it killed him. Well, he assumed he was already dead. So there was no need for that.
One last gaze was met for that time. Brown met silver, and it wouldn't be the last time either.
Well, that was interesting. Sorry for any mistakes~ I hope you enjoyed.
Yeah, there wasn't much Ichigo, or anything else much but thoughts here. Sorry ^^;
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