Prologue
The white haired boy sat at the back of carriage, which is travelling along a cobbled street. "Timcampy," He said worriedly, "Don't fly around too much. What will we do if you got eaten by a cat again?" The boy held his hand out to the little gold golem, and heard a voice from behind him, "You were bitten by a cat?" He turned to face the clown smiling down at him. "Well, the cat rose up from the grave." The boy replied matter-of-factly. "What-" The woman dressed up in a rabbit's costume rudely pushed the clown aside, "Did you come here to do some sightseeing, traveller?" Timcampy landed on the boy's head as he said, "No. Just going there to greet them. To the Headquarters of the exorcists!" The boy smiled at the pair.
Three Months Ago
Outside the window, elephants big and small sprayed water over themselves, dressed in colourful fabric. Inside the room it is relatively dark and dusty. "It's been three years since you became my apprentice. I think it's time you go out on your own. From today on, you carry the title 'exorcist'." The apprehensive apprentice suddenly livened up, "Really?!" He asked excitedly, grimy face splitting into a smile. "But, to officially become an exorcist you must first come with me to the headquarters to greet the people there. You do know where the headquarters is right?" The boy eyed the hammer in his red haired master's hand with complete distrust, "Yes?" His master approached him slowly, hammer in one hand and wine-glass in the other, "I'll have my golem accompany you. I'll even recommend you to your superior Komui... When you wake up, go forth!" The boy leaned back, dread etched in his features, "Don't tell me you're backing out of coming with me, Master!" The last thing he remembered was his master holding the hammer over his head, and the words, "I hate it there, Allen!"
What an unpleasant memory. He can't seem to stop thinking about it. "I hate it there!" Allen shivered. He didn't know whether or not that should be a good thing or not. What could possibly be at the headquarters that his master hates so much? Is it something much worse than living with his master? Dread creeped into his consciousness. Something that's much worse than his master...
Allen stared at the rolling sea, dumbfounded. Not that there was anything wrong with the sea, of course. It's glistening green and blue, like any other sea out there. Allen looked down at his map again, which he bought out of paranoia. Nope. The sea isn't here. This is supposedly where the headquarters is supposed to be, but... He looked up again, reconfirming the sight of the stretch of raging waters. Where is the exorcist's headquarters? Because it's not here. A horrible thought struck the white haired boy, freezing him in place. "Maybe... I'm lost?!" The startled shout is unanswered as it echoed in the ever blue sky.