Atonement: Prologue
Hi it's Mr. Rage Guy here with my new story just like I promised. Alright, I know it probably isn't the first of its kind, but I hope you enjoy. It IS a Lenalee x Allen, Allena whatever you want to call it, just in the later chapters.
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Anyways onto the story!
"Allen, never stop... keep walking... until the day... you die". The last words of the man known as Mana Walker, Allen's stepfather.
"No don't hurt Mana!" Allen cried out as he was dragged by his now transformed left arm towards the black skeleton like object. But to no avail, there was a small explosion as the akuma was destroyed.
"Ho ho! What do we have here? An exorcist?" The Millennium Earl laughed. "No, you don't have the uniform, you can't be! In that case it should be easy to defeat you!" With that, he raised a strange-looking umbrella over his head. It was purple and had what appeared to be a miniature pumpkin at the end.
"Lero, lero, lero!" The pumpkin shouted.
"Akuma! Take care of this beat!" The Millennium Earl called out as he flew away, a dozen of the freakish monsters appeared in the sky. Allen's hand was still active but Allen himself was helpless to do anything still shocked. The akuma began firing at him but his left arm simply moved on it's own to deflect the bullets. The sound of the cannons was enough to snap Allen out if his depression he looked up straight at the monsters in front of him. Allen froze with fear. He wiped the blood off his face that had been seeping out if the wound he'd received from earlier. Hovering in the air next to each of the akuma was a human like figure with a purple fire surrounding it. 'Wha- what are those?' Allen thought to himself. 'Wait... is one of them... crying?' Thew had been one next to Mana but not bound in chains and wrapped in bandages.
"Allen, destroy me" Mana's had said after he had become an akuma. 'Were those things all turned into monsters?' His arm continued to deflect the bullets each ricocheted off. "No... that's their soul. The soul of the person that was lost, suffering... but why?" He remembered how the Earl had commanded that the akuma kill Allen and wear his body. The spirit is fully aware of what hey are doing and the last thing they want is to harm the ones whom they loved. "That's why they should be destroyed," he thought out loud.
Not fully over the trauma, but enough so to realize what had to be done, the boy leaped into battle. His arm glowing as if satisfied he was done moping.
A man wih red hair, a golden coat with a silver insignia on it walked out of a bar. General Cross Marian. A general for the Black Order walked out of a bar. He drank way too much, was always in debts which he never paid, and had also been missing for over a year. He was an exorcist sent on a mission classified as having an unknown length of time required to complete it. 'Oh well, if it's an unknown time of completion then I might as well have some fun while I'm at it' he thought to himself. Something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. 'That's the direction of the graveyard.' What looked like explosions emanated from the area. He set off at a lazy pace towards the explosions. 'Maybe just a practical joke, but it is my job to destroy akuma if there are any.'
Allen may have been born with this strange cursed arm, but he'd never trained like an exorcist had at the order. To say the least, he was slowly losing ground. The first two had gone down easily, but shortly after that the rest had already circled around effectively trapping him. 'One of them is different,' Allen noticed. It was shaped like a human standing on two legs, but it had a strange almost cat-like shaped head instead of hands were a set of three blades. The feet had claws too. 'Uh-oh,' the cannons glowed then the fire resumed. He leaped straight at one of the akuma slicing through it as he landed on the other side, not a single bullet touching him. Speed it seemed was also a trait that was enhanced by his arm.
"Stay back! This one is mine!" The cat-like akuma announced, exhibiting speed even faster than Allen was capable of when his innocence was activated as it rushed over and brought both blades down attempting to hit Allen from above. Allen barely raised hes arm in time to block. The akuma followed up with a kick leaving three long gashes across his chest left by the claws. Allen leaped back and destroyed another akuma that had flanked him from the side. He sank to one knee, blood pouring from the wound on his chest. The akuma that had delivered the wound vanished. 'Where did it go?!' Allen thought, then only too late did he realize where the akuma was. He screamed as the blades tore open his back; leaving behind six huge gashes. Allen collapsed forward, he could've sworn he'd seen a man run up and shout something before he blacked out.
Chapter 1, End.
So how was it? This was really only a prologue to the main story. Sorry about the wait, with schoolwork and all, I've had a lot going on. Review please!
