EDIT: I'm rewriting this story! Well, maybe not entirely, but I'm going to be doing a lot of editing and fixes. A lot of events will be altered, and some might not even occur. I'm sorry if you particularly enjoyed any deleted scenes, but I'm really unhappy with this story as it is and I would like to change things up. I think it's time to get this show back on the road, after a whole year. Look forward to an update soon!
A/N: Hi, so...this is something I started randomly when I was bored and I still haven't really...done anything with it. It's just a random fic that I personally think has a lot of potential. Of course, that's just me. Either way, hope you enjoy my sad attempt at trying to portray people who have memory loss.
Disclaimer: I do not own D. Gray Man and I never will. *sighs*
Allen saw white. Stars exploded in his vision as he was struck across the face. He fell to the ground, wincing in pain. A tall figure towered above, examining him in disgust. "What's this runt doing here?" he bellowed, causing Allen to flinch. His breath was caught in his throat, making it extremely difficult to focus on anything but the rythmic pattern of inhalation. At least, that was what it was supposed to be. But right now it felt as if he were slowly suffocating.
"T-This is Allen Walker, the one rumored to be the host body for the Fourteenth," a small girlish voice chimed from somewhere behind him. The voice seemed...distressed, as if struggling to get every word out.
Lou...Fa? Allen could no longer match voices with people, so he lay there, not moving, awaiting whatever came next.
"Ah, so this is the Destroyer of Time, the "Prodigy," the Noah that wants to kill us all!" the man jeered in a mocking voice.
Allen glanced around slowly, trying to figure out where he was and how he got there. Someone had taken him during a meal of all things, blindfolded him, and knocked him unconscious. Fear crept through every part of his currently immobile body, spreading and causing his heart to start pumping twice as fast as normal.
Where am I...? How did I get here? W-who am I? Allen's mind raced as he started frantically whipping his head back and forth, confused at everything that was happening. Who's that girl in the corner? Why isn't she helping me? I don't understand!
Allen attempted to back up against a grimy wall behind him, wincing as he went. He finally felt his back hit something solid, and he froze up yet again.
"Oh, running away, are we?" The man started stalking closer to him, taking his damn precious time. Allen's heart started beating even faster and he shut his eyes tightly as he prepared himself for whatever was going to happen to him.
"Moyashi!"
Allen suddenly looked back up as the steel door came flying open and the man before him came crashing to the ground, a red-haired boy looking around 18 pinning him as they fell.
"Yo, Allen, you okay?" he yelled as he twisted the man's hands behind his back.
...Allen?
Allen began to pull his knees up and he curled into a ball, not moving. His eyes closed again, carefully this time. The red-haired boy looked confused to say the least.
"Oi, Lavi, did you find him?" A voice called out from the hall outside the small room.
"Oh, Yuu! Yeah, I did, but...he doesn't look good."
"Don't call me that! And what do you mean?"
A tall black-haired man rushed in, a green-haired girl following him. The girl looked flustered and rushed over to Allen, shaking him gently.
"Allen...?" she said softly. "Allen, can you hear me?"
He opened his eyes and began staring straight up at the girl. She was also calling him "Allen." Who was he?
"Who are you?" he whispered quietly, still staring. The girl's eyes widened, her mouth dropping open just the slightest bit. She jerked back in shock.
"Hey, what's the matter, Lenalee?" Lavi asked, concerned.
"It's...it's Allen...Something's very wrong," she mumbled, almost to herself.
"Who are you?" Allen voiced the question louder this time, so everyone in the room could hear. Except for the guy Lavi had pinned. He had been knocked unconscious in the process, and Lavi started to stand up, making sure to step on him. What he had just heard was...
"Allen? Do you know who we are?" Allen looked over this "Lavi's" body quickly and shook his head.
"Oh...oh my God." A voice in the corner.
"Lou Fa? What are you doing here?" Lavi asked. He gasped. "Were you helping him?"
Kanda silently unsheathed Mugen, preparing for any fight that may take place.
"No! Lavi, you have to understand! He captured me and kept me here against my will. Same with Walker-san."
"Who's Walker-san? Who are you people? I don't understand!" Allen clamped his hands over his ears to shut out all other noise.
"This is going to be a pain in the ass to explain..." Kanda grumbled.
*cough* FAIL *cough* Anyway, how was it? I kinda cut it off at the end because...I couldn't think of anything else. I wrote the majority of this while listening to dubstep, so it was a little shaky. Literally. If you COULD review, much appreciated. Otherwise, wait for the update. (Don't worry, I'm not one of those people that takes 3 years to update.) See ya!