A/N: Okay, Put it simply we have had inspiration to write this fic.
Few warnings before we start; biting, Aggression, angst, ra pe(meaning
non con sensual se x) and maybe a bit of bond age thrown in there as
well. All this will be happening in later chapters. If you'd like we may put
warnings on each chapter just in case.
'We' Put it simply this Fic has Two yes Two writers, Felly and Izzy. We both
write and contribute to ideas~
Disclaimer: We don't own DGM.
Better Than Down Under
Chapter One - Execution
10 Years ago - 22nd January 1851
A rough hand caressed a small sleeping boys cheek. The own of such hand smirked before getting up off the bed and turning to the open window an hearing the fair-haired boy mumble something.
"Mana..?" The pirates smirk turning into a twisted grin as he shook his head.
"Another time, Lord Walker." The older man then disappeared and the smaller boy rolled over and fell into a deeper sleep.
Allen Walker, Mana Walker(died on 25th December 1849)'s son. Due to his mother's death at his birth and his father's death a few years ago he had been sent to live with his uncle Marian Cross. His uncle lived in a small town on the coast of England. In the past there had been a few pirate attacks but the most of them we're in the upper part of the country. It was a relatively safe place to raise a young boy except Cross had other ideas.
Allen was such a pretty little boy and would make a fine little lady when he grew up. Cross was quite well known for his debts so in order to pay them all off. Cross would have his maids dress and teach the boy as if he was a woman, ready to marry him to a wealthy man of his choice. Allen wasn't really bothered. He tried to make his only blood relative as happy as he could. The dresses we're nice, the lessons were easy; Who was complaining? However his live wasn't as great as you think, his alcoholic uncle often ended up beating the boy and a thick red scar trails down his eye but it didn't necessarily bother him nor anyone else.
Present time - 22nd January 1861
As the boy had grown up several things had changed. One, his hair-colour; The boy had had several events; they had caused the boy quite some stress and it resulted in his hair colour turning to white. The second was the boy's attitude to trying to keep his uncle had died away several years ago. He would now try to defy him in most ways possible. Another was that tomorrow, he was to be married to a wealthy man named Tyki Mikk. They had met several times but Allen didn't particularly like him nor did he particularly hate him. He was neutral. He knew he had no decision anyways.
The pale boy turned over in his sleep, dreaming of adventuring in the open. Away from all these rich snobs, away from civilisation. A soft murmur came from him as a soft hand shook him gently.
"Master Allen, Master Allen. It's time to get up, sir." Allen opened his eyes and rubbed them groggily.
"Hm?" Linalee was a pretty servant. Probably Allen's best friend. She was kind, never lied to him about what was going to happen and he knew he could trust her. A smile graced her lips as she spoke.
"Good morning Master Allen, did you sleep well?" She moved to open the curtains and window and started stripping the bed as Allen got out.
"I did, thanks. I had the most wonderful dream about escaping this hell hole and exploring!" She laughed gently,
"Oh Allen, you know you should be telling anyone these things. They might get the wrong idea!" Allen was never sure what she meant by this but a booming voice echoed throughout the room as Marian Cross entered. His dark red hair covered allot of his face so Allen couldn't read his expression. Linalee quickly curtsied before he spoke again.
"Allen, hurry up and get ready! Your fiancé will be here soon!" With that he left and Linalee quickly grabbed a brand new dress and forced Allen into the Dresser.(A/N: We don't know what its called.)
"Are you done yet?" Linalee called.
"Uhhm, Just a minute." Allen stared at his reflection as if it had just killed a cat. There had never been a boy in as many frills as this, it appalled Allen that it had gone this far. How was he to explain to Tyki that he was not in fact a girl but a boy? Clearly Cross didn't have a plan and nor did Allen, but he was the poor soul that would have to deal with the consequences. He sighed and pulled back the curtain of his dresser.
Linalee stood awestruck in front of Allen.
"Is it that bad?" Allen asked sheepishly.
"No, no." Linalee waved her hands frantically. "You look, You look magical, Like a fairytale!" She giggled excitedly.
Allen laughed. "If this were a fairytale I'd be the prince."
"I can hardly see you as a prince Allen or should I say, Elaine." Linalee said, guiding Allen towards the chair so she could fix his hair.
Allen stared at his reflection in the mirror once more.
"From today onwards, Allen Walker won't exist."
Allen took a deep breath before starting to walk down the isle - On his own. Yes, Cross seemed it was a good idea to bail out on the actual service but would be attending the after party as such for his daily 'drink up'. It was a very unusual wedding as it was arranged for night rather than early morning, Dark had slowly crept over the tides of the ocean as the wedding ceremony began. It took Allen a few more strides than expected to reach his husband-to-be. Tyki was wearing a formal suit-tail and top hat, he smiled crookedly at Allen before leaning down and whispering in Allen's ear.
"The real fun starts tonight," he said with a retreating wink. Allen's views on the man had just dropped considerably. How in the world were he to marry such a vulgar man who expected such things? This was too soon for Allen's plans of excuses.
They both stepped forward to there designated places. The service was going according to plan. Soon Allen would be committed to a man, a man who was going to make Allen's live miserable.
"So," The vicar continued. "If anybody has any reason these two should not be married, speak now or forever hold your peace."
Allen cringed at the silence that filled the room and sighed, there goes his last hope.
BANG.
All eyes drifted to the main doors.
BANG.
"What in the world," Allen started
BANG.
"See what is the meaning of this." Tyki addressed the guards but it was too late. The church doors flew open with a loud crash, sending splinters and pieces of wood all over the congregation.
"Who are you to defy this house of god!" This time it was the vicar shouting. Out from the cloud of dust and spinsters came 5 men yielding swords.
"Glad we found the church. We came to get our treasure." The red headed one spoke happily. He had a bandana and an eye patch covering one eye, that did not shame the fact that he was wielding a rapier with accurate precision.
"There is no treasure here! Leave here at once!"
"Oh, I'm sure it is here" The red headed eyes resting on Allen with a smirk. "In fact, I could just take it and leave without any casualties. If that's what you like?"
Checkmate. There was no other way around it. While they had engaged in conversation the other 4 men has every possible escape blocked and they were clearly not the type to be trifled with. These were clearly pirates.
"Take what you seek and leave this place."
"Thank you for your patronage," he smirked once more and nodded to the two men on either side of door. They both walked steadily towards Allen and Tyki.
"Walker." The red head stated, careful not to state the title of Miss or Mr. Allen locked eyes with the red headed man before being lifted over the soldier of a very large muscular man with some sort of ear piece(A/N: Don't think they'd have headphones back then but they do now!) Allen gasped out a small scream.
"Unhand her!" Shouted Tyki.
"We have got what we are after and if you will keep quiet no blood will be spilt." The red head said before following the flailing Allen and the 4 other men. Tyki's face consorted with anger as he watched them leave without a trace.
"Are you okay sir?" The vicar inquired.
"Yes." He sighed, "You win some you lose some." Tyki seemed somewhat unfazed by what had just happened now he had sat down.
"But what are we going to do?"
"There's nothing we can do." He stated blandly as 'For now' lingered in the air.
"Let me go!" Allen had shouted once more as the men quickened their pace. "I demand you take me back! Or at least tell me your alibis!"
"We seemed to have go off on the wrong foot" The red head started.
"You just kidnapped me from my wedding! And are refusing to put me down!"
"Sorry 'bout that kid. I'm Lavi."
"I'm not a kid and this isn't really helping our situation!"
Lavi laughed in amusement. "Our situation? Your being kidnapped by pirates and that's not even the full story!" For once Allen was scared.
Not the Cross's dept scared but scared for his life. Lavi stopped walking which was followed shortly by the 4 other men.
"We can't take you on the ship looking like that," he waved his hand towards Allen's attire.
"Well it's your own fault for taking me during my wedding." Allen said sarcastically.
"You're going to have to change."
"In to what?"
Allen stared at his new attire blankly.
'How did they know?' was all his mind could conjure up at this time. Lavi had lead him into the men's bathroom, guarded by the man that was previously holding him. Three quarter-length trousers and a simple white shirt with few ruffles over his chest, His heals were replaced with flat shoes. Not girly at all. But how they had managed to get his sizes he'll never know.
A knock at the door dragged Allen out of his thoughts.
"You done in there?" Lavi asked from the other side.
"Not yet." Allen had to buy his time so there wouldn't be a crowd outside the door as he tries to make his escape. He wait's a few moments and peers out from a small gap in the door. Deciding that a quick and easy escape and run would work out better than giving his captors time to react to the door being open.
Allen counted to three and slammed the door open, running as fast as his legs could take him.
His attempt was futile when his arm was caught by none other than Lavi.
"You're not getting away that easily" he said between breaths. "Marie." He called the previous big guy over as Allen tried to squirm his way out of Marie's hold.
"Really sorry kid." Lavi said apologetically. After a few more minutes of walking they had reached a shore where a small row boat was situated. Panic spread through Allen again.
"You can't take me off shore! Let me go! Why do you even need me?" Allen thrashed against the hold on him. Even if the hold wasn't that tight Allen wasn't one for having physical strength.
Nobody said one word though the small boat journey. The only sounds that could be heard were the calm waters of the ocean and the constant struggle on Allen's hold. "We've arrived" Were the first words Allen had heard from Lavi's lips since they left the shore. Allen stared up at the very large pirate vessel witch the few pirates had already started climbing. "I'm going up now. Then you follow with Marie behind. No funny business or you will seriously be in for it." Allen could see the seriousness in Lavi's eyes as well as something else. Fear. What could be on this ship? Allen really didn't want to find out but was nudged forward by Marie.
It took about 2 minutes to climb the rope ladder and once Allen had reached the top once more his freedom was destroyed when Lavi took hold of his arm to keep him in place. Marie arrived shortly after, taking hold of Allen's other arm. The whole crew of the ship were on top deck as they had arrived, Probably to watch the show Allen thought. "It's about time." Said an unknown voice. It was deep and sounded slightly irritated. A tall Japanese male with long dark hair emerged from the crowd.
"I thought you had lost my treasure."
'Treasure?' Allen blanched as the male's eyes travelled his body.
"Che." Was all the man had to say to him?
'What he brings me all the way here for 'Che'?' Allen was now completely confused.
"Awwh Yuuu. You're scaring him!" Lavi said daringly.
"It's Captain Kanda. I will cut you down." Kanda replied acidly.
"Ah, I was just saying!" Lavi retreated.
"Well next time, don't."
"Excuse me-" Allen started
"Shut up!" Kanda snapped. "Take him to my cabin." He directed Lavi and Marie.
Life for Allen had just taken a turn in a completely wrong direction.