I do not own D-Gray Man I do own my ocs though.

Chapter 1
the Cave of Ice

My name is Alessandra Bloodworth, but most people call me Alessa for short. I'm not very pretty by my standards. My butt long black hair is frizzy and tangled –I don't brush it often – and my fair skin has a few scars here and there. My eyes seem to change color day to day sometimes when my mood changes, they can be blue one minute to gray and even rumored to go to red –I doubt this last one though for I've only heard this happen once – plus anything in-between. My nails are chipped and almost nonexistent. I am only 5' 1'' and weigh 118 lbs. I'm scrawny and weak-looking despite being 16. I'm forced to wear glasses for my near-sightedness and most the time I'm clumsy without them on. Unlike most people though, my senses are sharpened to a fine point. I was trained as an assassin since I was 3 for a British spy project, Project Sky Dancer IX. I was moved to the USA at age 7 were I was adopted by a kind loving family. The project had been shut down because some corrupt officials thought they could create super soldiers to kill whoever they wanted. The two countries banned the practice and the US President at the time – I have forgotten his name – took pity on me and brought me back home with him. So far I've lived a normal life, only using my skills when in the most dire situations. Though I have to admit I love to show up the bullies at my school. Nobody –not even my parents – know of the life I led before and I want to keep it that way.

The opening of a door brought me out of my thoughts. I blinked temporarily forgetting where I was. It was Monday –the dreaded Monday – and school was just about to start. The class stopped murmuring the second the teacher came into view. The teacher, Mr. Smith, was a tall dark skinned man –he said he was from Egypt— with black hair pulled into a short ponytail. He had green eyes and was super model skinny. I heard a lot of the girls in my class sigh causing me to roll my eyes.

"Good morning class, I hope everyone had a good weekend!" He smiled sweetly.

The teachers at this school were either too kind or too mean. The faculty was too strict and nobody really did anything about the drug dealers. A few of the girls murmured amongst themselves.

"I wish he would date me!" I heard one girl sigh dreamily.

"He's so hot!" Another squealed.

I turned my head to spot them.

"Miss Alessandra!" My teacher scolded making me stiffen and slowly turn to face him laughing nervously. "Pay attention to what is in front of you!"

"Sorry Mr. Smith…," I bowed my head speaking in my soft voice.

I heard a few girls giggle and make fun of me, but I ignored it plotting my revenge for later. The time went by slowly. In fact, everything was beginning to slow down. I heard the ticking of the clock suddenly stop. I felt my blood freeze in my veins as I looked around. Everything had stopped.

"W-what the…," I muttered getting up.

Magic isn't real in my world. There is no such thing. I've never believed in magic in my entire life. I didn't believe in God either, but listened to my Christian parents and went to church. I figured that there was someone above us that had something to do with the Big Bang, but not with mankind –I mean if someone had proof, like actual proof, then I'd rethink it. I opened the door and stepped out into the hall. Not seeing anyone I continued on my path.

"It's like time has frozen…," I stated twirling around to take everything in.

I heard a cracking under my feet and looked down. The white and blue tiled floor was glowing a faint green. It gave way under my weight and I plummeted down letting out a sharp cry of surprise. I hit the ground with a thud and lay there slightly dazed. The world spun still from my tumble downwards. After getting my bearings I stood up holding my head.

"Now where the hell am I?" I growled angrily.

It was a cave that was almost completely covered in ice. I was standing on the only place without ice covering it –was this place here the entire time? I shook my head. No time to worry about trivial things. The cave looked like it went on for a while so I decided to check it out –no one was above the cave to help me—and there really wasn't anything to hold onto to climb out, even though I could. The ice, I noticed, burned my skin upon contact.

"Great…some more useless info…," I sighed to myself.

The sound of ice breaking drew my attention from my thoughts. Something was following me and they were doing a pretty good job because I couldn't see them and that was the first time I had heard them. I eyed the area behind me and continued to walk. Despite being underground with no light the ice seemed to bounce the sunlight from the opening I had made around so it was easy to see where I was going. More ice broke, but when I turned around there was no one there. I narrowed my eyes growing suspicious. The tunnel was getting smaller and narrower. I glanced around as everything went dead silent.

"This is too fucking weird…," I muttered sticking my hands in my faded black jeans and walking forward.

I set my foot down and it slid out from under me. The first thing that came to mind was that I was falling –the second was that my skin was going to burn—and I panicked flailing my arms trying to regain my balance. My glasses slipped off my face crashing to the floor. I went down soon after them.

"DAMN IT THAT BURNS!" I shriek jumping up grabbing my glasses.

My skin felt like it was on fire and red marks were appearing on my fingers and palms. I cursed myself and inspected my glasses. They were cracked and unusable. I tossed them to the side and ran a hand through my hair wincing at the burns.

"Great…now what the hell am I going to do!?" I groaned holding my head in my hands.

I paused hearing laughter behind me. I spun around in time to see a shadow dart behind a frozen rock.

"Come out! I know your there!" I snapped.

More laughter reached my ears, but how did they get in front of me? It was like they wanted me to follow, whoever they were.

Yes follow me! Come on! Haha! A female voice came from farther in.

I began to follow it –but only because I had no one else to listen to so what if I was insane?—and soon stumbled upon a clearing. The ceiling had ice crystals forming and they looked sharp. When I looked down –yes I said down—there were crystals that looked like sharp spears on the floor. I gulped and studied the narrow path to the center of the clearing. The path was about on 1 and a half feet wide and led to a small circle island that seemed to float – the ice must be the only thing keeping it there—in the center. A giant chunk of ice covered it about 15 feet tall and almost completely covering the small circle. I blinked a few times as I spotted someone trapped in the ice.

"Dude! There is someone in there!" I shouted to no one in particular, I must really be losing my mind.

I was about to run up to the island except the ice nearly made me slip over onto the spikes of doom. I took in a shaky breath realizing that I was going to have to use my skills. I cursed myself for not thinking this before. I sighed sadly looking at my hands before doing a cartwheel across the ice path. I felt it burn my skin and shake, but it held fast under my weight. I wasn't out of the woods yet and now that I was closer I could clearly see a male trapped in the ice. It looked like a boy, but he had white hair! I placed my hands against the ice and leaned forward as if to see if he was alive. My hands had long since gone numb so I couldn't feel the ice actually start to melt away. I was watching him when his eyes suddenly opened. I jumped back startled. It was then that I noticed the ice was melting.

"Why me? I'm just a normal kid!" I whined.

The place shook as the ice prison around the boy seemed to break and fall away. He fell forward and I rushed to catch him. He shuddered in pain –which I could only imagine—and gripped my shoulders tight. He had on a white-hooded cowl which covered his shoulders and right arm, while his left arm and hand was slender and black, clad in what seemed like armor armor and razor sharp claws. A masquerade-style mask was affixed to the cowl.

"U-um…Mister? Are you alright?" I asked nervously.

What if he was a bad guy? What if he was going to kill me? I stopped thinking when my head started to hurt. I mentally scolded myself for being foolish. He breathed in trying to steady himself. The place began to shake again, but this time the icicles on the ceiling were threatening to come down. I bit my lower lip if fear. We needed to get out of there and fast! I didn't notice him lift his head as I was too busy watching one icicle fall down next to where I was standing. It nicked the path and that shattered throwing me off balance.

"Fuck," was the only thing running through my head.

The boy wrapped his arms around me in a protective hug.

"Crown Clown!" He murmured before I was completely surrounded by his white cowl.

I held on feeling the ground beneath my feet begin to shatter and break. I closed my eyes thinking I was going to die.

"Miss don't you die on me!" He shouted as my eyes slipped closed plunging me into darkness.

I groaned waking up to a splitting headache. My eyes fluttered open seeing the same boy from before looking down at me worriedly. My mind was a bit fuzzy and I found I could not move.

"What…happened…?" I groaned wanting to place a hand on my head.

"The cave came down on us and well…," he laughed scratching his cheek. "We are kind of trapped…"

I blinked deciding about whether to slap him or not. I decided against –I couldn't move either way—and just laid there.

"What's your name…I can't just call you 'boy' now can I?" I asked glancing at him.

He smiled, "I'm Allen Walker…and you are…?"

"Alessandra Bloodworth," I stated bluntly.

I thought about it as he continued to smile.

"Just call me Alessa!" I added quickly.

Allen nodded –how can he move?!—and tapped his chin. I sighed growing annoyed.

"Well Allen how do you plan to get out of here? I mean we will die if we don't get out soon," I asked trying once again to move.

He paused making a small ah sound. He shifted me so I was lying on his chest –I blushed heavily at this—and lifted his left hand up. It glowed and he whispered something inaudible. He turned his head smiling at me.

"Don't worry we will be out of here soon."

The glow got brighter and the ice cracked away creating a hole above us. Allen picked me up and leapt out of the hole. I saw glittering particles of ice flew past. Allen landed a few feet away from the hole and stood up still holding me. He looked around taking everything in.

"Where are we?" He asked.

"New York, United States…uh it's the 21st century too…," I replied eyeing his weird clothes.

Allen seemed surprised. He frowned. I noticed people were staring at us.

"Allen…we should head someplace out of sight…you draw too much attention…," I whispered to him.

Allen nodded running into an alleyway out of sight. He glanced around slipping further down the alley before setting me down. I had begun to regain movement and feeling –in which I nearly passed out from the pain of my burns—so I lifted my head to watch him. Allen's eyes widened at my wounds.

"Your hands and arms are burned!" He cried in shock.

I winced, "The ice burned my skin when I fell…"

He pulled out a first aid kit and began to wrap up my wounds –which I protested verbally and physically—making sure they weren't too tight.

"Why are you helping me?" I asked feeling the pain beginning to become almost unbearable.

"Because you saved me…and I feel like I need to protect you…," he smiled sincerely –in which I really did slap him—at me.

He held his injured cheek looking hurt.

"Dun look at me like that!" I snapped.

He sighed and nodded. He looked out at the street.

"Do you have a place to stay?" He asked looking back at me.

I nodded, "Yes…it's not far from here…"

He lifted me back up and began walking. His arm and hand still had the armor on. I wondered why that was. I gave him directions –which I had to correct him when he got lost—and finally we reached my house. My parents were not there at the moment so he could stay till they got back.

"I can walk you know..," I muttered.

"No not very well…I had to numb your nerves because you were in so much pain…," Allen happily stated bluntly.

I threw a punch at him without meaning to and was surprised when he caught it with ease. I clenched my teeth doubling over in pain. Allen grew worried.

"Is there anything I can do?" He asked worriedly.

I shook my head.

"N-no…I'll be alright…I just need to…rest…," I whispered wincing again.

Allen laughed nervously –what is up with him and laughing?—before helping me into bed. I stared at the ceiling. Allen sat next to me deep in thought. I saw his arm revert back to human like, but it was still black. He stared at it for awhile before clenching his fist and staring at the sky.

"What's wrong?" I asked tensing from the pain.

The bandages were becoming blood red. I glanced out the window seeing the moon rising. Allen remained silent before lifting his head. He smiled softly before staring at me with gentle eyes.

"Go to sleep Alessa…," he whispered to me.

I yawned and nodded –hopefully the pain will have dulled in the morning—before turning onto my side hissing in pain. I felt Allen cross his arms behind his head and lay down next to me. I fell asleep to his breathing.

Allen's pov:

I turned my head to look at Alessandra. She had fallen asleep and was sleeping peacefully. I wondered how Lenalee, Lavi, Kanda and everyone were doing. I hadn't gotten to see them after my heart was punctured and my innocence evolved. I frowned.

"They must be worried about me…," I stated sadly.

I felt Alessandra –I mean Alessa—move next to me. She was shivering and I pulled a blanket over her. I'm in a different world, a different dimension even, with only her as a friend. Something was different about her, and I felt drawn to her. I looked at Alessa's burns. She got them from the ice when she saved me right? I inspected the skin that was burned. It would heal, but not for a while.

"As long as I'm here…I swear to protect her…," I whispered brushing hair from her face.

I leaned back before wondering where the food was. My stomach growled making me laugh nervously. Maybe I should ask her before I clear out her kitchen.