Foreword: This story contains a few OC, I have even altered some of the original Man characters to suit the purpose of this stories plot…

If by any chance an OC possesses similar or exact same innocence as another story please PM me about it and who exactly because it will all be pure coincidence.

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'Oi, get back here you brat!' a hoarse voice shouted as a boy fled from the food stall in the market place. The boy didn't care as he skimmed over the railing and landed lightly on the ground below.

People stood by shocked and baffled by what was going on as they watched the boy avoid a bear hug from a police officer and ducked into a small street and headed towards the bustling street where the sound of cars beeping their horns during the early morning rush hour.

'He's heading down the street,' one of them yelled as the boy skidded to a halt as a police car screeched on to the pavement and blocked his route. He gritted his teeth as he turned on his heel and slammed his knee into an advancing police officer sending him sprawling on the ground before he fled into the subway where he pushed his way through.

Bystanders were pushed and shoved aside as the police officers gave chase. The boy ducked in behind a pillar, his heavy panting made his chest pound as he stood there wondering what to do next. The tray of muffins he had managed to snatch from the vendor was still in his backpack he had slung over his left shoulder. The boy glanced up as a train docked in and noticed someone with a similar jumper to him. The boy casually walked past and slipped the muffin tray into the man's bag just as he boarded the train and made a quick dash under the stairwell.

'There he goes,' the boy heard a police officer shout as he watched them boarded the train to catch the unfortunate that now held the stole muffins. The boy smirked than sighed heavily as his stomach grumbled with hunger; it looks as if he was going to be missing out on breakfast again. The boy pulled off his jumper and stashed it into his bag as he climbed out of his hiding place and ruffled his dull red hair and sighed heavily again as he made his way out of the subway. Many commuters paid no attention to him or the commotion that was occurring in the subway platform as they bustled off to their jobs somewhere in the city. The boy weaved his way through the crowd as he finally slipped into a quiet street, which was quite rare in an area fairly concentrated by people, and knocked on a brass screen door till someone answered. An old woman answered as she eyed the boy's flushed face with dark curiosity.

'You look flustered Allen, what the heck did you get up to now?' the old woman retorted as she let the boy in and closed the door with a violent jam before locking the large wooden door. Allen didn't reply as he made his way into the living room and collapsed onto the couch, dumping his bag on the worn out carpet at his feet.

'You've been up to no good again, I can see it in your eyes Allen,' the old woman said as she came into the room and peeked through the curtain as if expecting someone to rock up before misplacing the curtain and taking a seat in a comfy armchair that seemed to be the only thing in good condition in the room.

'So what,' Allen grumbled, he was still quite annoyed to have lost his breakfast and his stomach growled again. The old woman chuckled as if she seemed to have figured out what had happened.

'How about getting a job instead of stealing? One of these days you'll be sent to juvenile detention,' the woman said as she got up quickly and shuffled into the kitchen and came back with a plate of croissants. Allen eyed the plate eagerly as he grabbed one before the old woman had placed it on the coffee table.

'We'll see,' Allen commented as he munched on the croissant and eyed the old girl suspiciously, she seemed to be acting too nice for his likely. By now she would have clipped him over the ear with her walking stick but she did no such thing as the woman sighed deeply and sank into her chair. He could see the sadness in her eyes and knew that something was up.

'You'll have to leave this place and find somewhere else to live Allen,' the woman finally said as Allen took another croissant without looking up. He had been expecting this for some time now as he nodded with understanding.

'I'll leave tonight then,' Allen said casually as the old woman looked at him in surprise and worry, which was definitely not her nature.

'You're still only fifteen Allen, maybe you should try to at least get a life away from the street,' the woman said with surprising concern but Allen rolled his eyes, he had heard similar speeches before whenever he stayed out at someone's place. Having someone concerned about his future was getting him paranoid.

'So I'll get a life, when I feel like it,' Allen said dryly as he grabbed two more croissants and wrapped them up in a serviette and shoved it into his bag. The old woman didn't say anything else as she got up and went to exit the room.

'May God be with you,' she uttered as if she was worried he might end up doing something he shouldn't have. Allen leaned back onto the couch and peered through the curtain as he watched several people pass by.

'God, huh,' he whispered with heavy sarcasm as he continued to watch the alleyway through the curtain.

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It was roughly midnight as Allen finally decided to leave; the old woman had come to see him off as she handed over some money she had been saving. He looked at it with confusion, as he had never expected this from the old woman.

'Just to keep you from stealing,' she snapped as Allen felt his mouth twitch into a small smile, it seemed like the old woman was back to her old self. The boy jumped down the stairs as he began to exit the quiet street.

'Don't let me see you on the news,' she shouted dryly as Allen waved his hand in farewell without looking back. He walked cautiously out of the street and glanced around, he had a rough experience to know that the city was far more dangerous at night than during the day.

Gangs stalked the streets for unsuspecting victims and fight with anyone who dared to oppose them. Not only that but the police were also another problem as Allen stopped and pulled out his jumper and pulled it over his head as he released how cold it was outside. He slung his bag over his shoulder again and began to walk along the streets as the clouds darted over the moon.

The streetlights were an awful deep yellow and filled the streets with creepy shadows and unnecessary hiding places that could be lethal if he past them. Allen pulled the hood over his head as the breeze picked up and he hurried down the street only to bump into a broad looking man. The boy collapsed back onto the ground as he glanced up at the man who seems to be unnaturally bulking.

The man glanced at him briefly and hurried away as Allen stared after him in confusion but sighed deeply with relief as he got up and dusted himself before continuing on his way. Then an unearthly scream caused him to freeze, he had heard it before in his dreams but he was sure that he was awake and fully aware of his surrounds for it to be a dream.

Allen looked in the direction of where the broad man had headed towards and cocked his head with the intention of listening for something more. It was possible that it was just a gest of his imagination and nothing real could be made of it. But then it occurred again, the deep bellowing sound seemed to rake him with dreaded curiosity as he slowly made his way towards the sound.

Allen breathed deeply as he stuck to the shadows of the street making his way towards the sounds; it seemed like a fight had broken out as the noise echoed from a street nearby. He was close but he felt nervous about what he may find and how much trouble it would bring him.

As he stepped towards the corner of the building a falling sphere-like thing collapsed and exploded in front of him, Allen staggered back in surprise and fear as he stared at the carcass with an unsettling awe.

'Damn that general, get him,' an almost mechanical voice piked out as Allen cautiously looked around the corner. A monstrous thing was standing over a figure dressed in a long black trench coat. Allen frowned at the serene expression that masked the man's face as he looked at the thing that towered over him as if they happened to be the same size. More sphere-like monsters appeared about the man who didn't budge at the thought of being greatly outnumbered.

'How about giving us the innocence and we may let you go,' the towering monster crackled as it stood on two-legs with some sort of lizard-like body and a wicked looking spiked tail. Allen flinched at the way it spoke, it wasn't nice but the haunting echo that was soft under its breath made it even terrifying.

'Like hell, I'll do that,' the man retorted as he aimed something at the creature but Allen didn't see what it was when he felt someone approach from behind.

'Haven't I seen you somewhere before?' a voice mocked him from behind as Allen flinched and turned to see who it was. It seemed like the vendor he had stolen from had appeared out of nowhere and stood towering over him as he knelt on the corner.

But Allen felt that something was 'off' about him, he carried an air of murderous intent about him than when he had stolen the tray of muffins. Could a massive shift of personality happen after the sun came down? But before Allen could react, the vendor lunged and gripped the boy around his right arm before dragging him along.

'Let go you bastard,' Allen shouted as he tried to pry the fingers from his arm but was surprised at just how strong this man was.

'I spy a human,' a voice hissed as Allen looked up from under his hood to glimpse at the monstrous thing that had confronted the man. Allen felt the blood drain from his face as he stared into the golden eyes of a creature that was unknown to him.

'I said let go,' Allen cried out as he lashed out quickly before the vendor could react and got a clear blow at the vendor's stomach before jumping back several paces from the thing and landing on an overturned car. He felt the eyes of the man in the trench coat examining him as he flicked back the revolver he was holding and several bullet cases fell to the ground at his feet.

'Interesting,' was all the man said as the sphere-like monsters around him burst like smoke bombs. Allen gritted his teeth as he what the vendor cough and splatter before standing up still clutching his stomach. The lizard-like monster took a step towards him but still kept its eyes on the vendor at its feet as Allen prepared to dodge anything that came his way.

'It's just a human for heaven's sake,' the creature jeered as it lashed out at the vendor and sent him into a wall before putting one of its clawed hands on its hip. Allen felt puzzled at how human the creature was acting as he winced seeing it turn to him.

'We can't let the boy live, dispose of him,' the creature said as Allen felt the danger surrounding him and dived off the overturned car and behind a low wall. The large sphere-like monsters had surrounded him while he was preoccupied with the presence of the creature that had stood before him. Over the wall he heard several loud bangs as if someone was firing a gun and realized the man in the trench coat was still out there but Allen shook his head, he could clearly take care of himself and ducked as a purple light shot past him and marked the concrete with a small crater.

He felt that the bullets shouldn't hit him because the ammunition the creatures were firing didn't seem 'human'. Allen leapt back as another monstrous creature launched itself towards the low wall and broke it into pieces.

'Nimble little pest,' it cursed as it tried to land a hit on Allen, but the boy didn't want to be hit and narrowly dodged the large arm that swiped at him but as he jumped away a blast hurtled towards him and struck him in his right shoulder. Allen collapsed on the ground as he felt his body burn like he had thrown himself into a hot furnace. The pain was excruciating as he bit his lip to stop himself from screaming.

'That should finish him off, now get the general,' the creature said as the sphere-like monsters did as they were told and headed towards the man in the black trench coat. Allen lifted his head but felt his strength leave his body as his head dropped onto the ground with an agonising thud, despite the pain that rippled through his body, Allen didn't want to give up as he slow gathered the pieces of strength in his body and hulled himself to his feet.

'I'm not going down that easily,' Allen coughed as he felt a metallic taste fill his mouth, he wiped his mouth as the liquid slipped from the corner of his mouth and noticed the crimson colour of blood on his glove. The monster turned back around with utter surprise, it seemed like it was not expecting the boy to get up as Allen swayed unsteadily on his feet.

'The kid's still alive, but how?' the monster gapped as its eyes flicked down and settled on something besides Allen. The boy glanced down and saw his left hand glow from underneath the glove, he was stunned by what was happening as Allen pulled off the glove to reveal the red discolouration of his left arm, the crystal cross that was embedded into his hand glowed a brilliant green as he felt the pain within his body ease and disappear.

'He's an accommodator,' one of the monsters hissed as Allen blinked with confusion, his left arm had never reacted like this before as the glow died away leaving him paralysed with shock as the monsters approached him with great speed.

'Seems I'm going to save you after all,' the man wearing the trench coat grumbled with annoyance as he stepped in front of the boy suddenly. The man's sudden appearance made Allen stumble and fall back with surprise as the monsters were finally in striking distance.

Allen closed his eyes as a loud explosion ripped the air around him with great ferocity, the wind whistled in his ears as he covered his head with his arms and cowered on the ground. Moments later everything died down as Allen finally decided to open his eyes and saw the man place his revolver in its brace and fixed his long hair, which was a rich red colour compared to Allen's.

'A thank you would be nice,' the man said as Allen stared at him with frustration, he was confused and scared out of his life and this man could stand there with such a serene expression and think it was only a game. The man glanced at him waiting for him to say thank you but Allen tightened his lips and stood up so he could as far away from this person as he could then the man gripped his arm.

'Where do you think you're going?' the man asked as Allen tried to wriggle out of the man's grip.

'Somewhere that isn't here,' Allen retorted as he snapped his arm again but the man kept holding on, it was like his hand was made from a fist of iron.

'Since I saved your life, you'll be coming with me,' the man continued as if he hadn't heard Allen protest and began to pull the boy behind him as he made his way away from the area he had destroyed the monsters.

'I not going anywhere with you, now let go,' Allen cried out in anguish but the man just pulled him closer till his face was frightfully close to his ear.

'Do you want me to turn you into the police, you little thief,' the man seemed to be threatening him as Allen froze, he had seen that, but he never saw the man in the crowd while he was running from the police. The man seemed slightly satisfied as he continued to drag Allen behind him while Allen pulled the hood over his face and fumed in silence.

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Hi again, if you've read this than that you… it's been on my hard-drive for a whole year I just randomly found it while sorting through most of the crap…

If you like this then please leave a comment and I'll post the next chapter soon!