So I made this book for... Honestly, I don't even know. I was cleaning and a scene appeared in my head. Well, two really. Another had to deal with Noctis helping Allen deal with Mana's death so... yaaay. This isn't a serious but all the one-shot are linked together. The events are just... randomized. ._. Also, for those who have read and are looking forward to another chapter of Conundrum... I juuust for a new job so I'm trying to get use to my schedule and have been sleeping too much so it might be a little late. A possible three week delay. Sorry! I got bills to pay!

Lady Lunafreya stared out the window of the Citadel. Beyond the walls that protected it, she could see the city of Insomnia glistening in the sunlight. It really was a beautiful city, having been completely untouched by Niflheim forces for over a century. Until today, that is.

Down below at the main entrance of the Citadel, Lunafreya could see Iedolas speaking with King Regis. By their sides was her brother Ravius and the King's bodyguard, Cor. She was aware at how much contempt Ravius held at Regis for the death of their mother and it was certainly showing in their conversation. And then off to the side, not directly participating, were three figures, all of them teenagers. Their attire were of different variations but the black outfits with white linings and a rose cross pinned to the left breast of their outfit all insinuated that they were from the same organization.

The Black Order.

She could hardly believed that it existed. An seclusive and secretive organization that had no alliance to any of the countries. The whereabouts of their HQ were unknown, their numbers vague, and power described to be limitless. It was rumored that it was constructed one-thousand years ago for the purpose of slaying daemons and finding the remaining pieces of the Crystal Shard.

The Crystal Shard. That tale was the most unlikely story Lunafreya had ever heard. Before the Lucis line had become protectors of the Crystal, the Hexatheon was said to have broken off a part of it, what will later become known as the Shard, and given it to a mortal they found most capable of ridding the world of the daemons. Pieces about what transpired after that were unknown but the end result was that the wielder had disappeared and the Shard itself broke apart into a hundred pieces and were scattered all across the regions. There was never a sembelance of proof that the Shard existed to be found...

Or so she thought.

Her blue gaze flitted to the left gloved hand of her current nearby companion. Even deactivated, she could sense the power that came from it. The pieces of the Shard that have been found by the Black Order were all called Innocence. Every piece of Innocence had unique abilities according to the wielder. Or Accommodator, as they preferred. The other Black Order members, Exorcists, all had their Innocence as objects but this one was the only one she seen that was directly intact with a human. It had left his arm looked red and veinous with a blue cross taking shape in the back of his hand. He had only taken his glove off once to show it to Lunafreya when she asked but she hadn't seen him remove it since.

Her companion... he was too young to be a participant to the battle against daemons. Not even Noctis had actually fought them at his age despite having encountered them a few times before. However, she doubted that he was like any other his age save for the comrades that arrived with him. For one, his hair was as white a snow and medium in length, his fringe however barely making it just below his cheekbone. Silver-gray eyes, either becoming dark steel or bright mercury depending on his mood, were currently a stormy gray as they were clouded with thought as he too stared down from the window. The scar on his face looked as though it had painful to receive, starting from the reverse star on his forehead and making it's way downwards past his left eye. It covered the entirety of his face and she suspected that it would have made him look intimidating if he didn't counter that mark with a smile.

Allen Walker.

Noctis had mentioned him a couple times in their journal. Five years ago, him and a caretaker had ended up at the Citadel to heal his injuries. For over a month, Allen had supposedly been in a catatonic state. He locked himself within the recesses of his own mind and refused to come out for reasons that she had not been informed of. Noctis wrote that he went into Allen's dream world and, after saying the words his caretaker had given him, eased Allen back to reality with a new reason to live.

"He was a lot more polite and formal outside his dream world," Noctis had written.

Lunafreya had no idea how he made his way into Allen's dream world and she didn't ask. It was none of her business. However, she was also surprised when Gentiana asked how he was faring, for the messager rarely imposed on mortal matters. Whatever reason she had, it made Lunafreya wonder if Allen had his own destiny to adhere to. Could it even be tied in with Noctis'?

Over the next few days, the Black Order Exorcists would switch guard over her. First it was the polite Allen then it was the joker Lavi. After that came the grumpy Kanda and then finally, the sweet Lenalee. Since her arrival at the Citadel, Lunafreya was informed that at least one of them were to go with her so that Niflheim would give her some reign. And they did, thankfully. It was a relief that her collar had loosened enough for her to breath.

None of those Exorcists spoke to Regis as though he were king. Instead, they treated him like any civilian that might be met on the street. Even Allen never referred to him as Majesty and instead proceeded to call him Mr. Caelum. To her utmost surprise, Regis had merely chuckled at them and allowed it. It seems as though the Black Order did not learn how to properly talk to a king. Nonetheless, the casualness was nice to watch.

The night of the treaty signing was the worst night Lunafreya had ever witnessed. Once more by her side was Allen and his yellow flapping creature that he had affectionally called Timcanpy. Both she and the boy were tricked on the Nilfheim vessel and trapped in a room which, despite Allen's alarmingly strong attacks against the door, contained them. The Crystal wall went down and in came the invasion of Nifleheim. She was grateful for Allen's assistence later on. Her combat skillset, though it was nothing to laugh about, would not have gotten her through the invasion without him and Nyx. The teenager had shown remarkable prowess and agility in combat with a certain unpredictability that made it difficult to guess his next move. As Nyx warped his way through the Nifleheim magetik soldiers, Lunafreya hardly had to lift her rapier as Allen was twisting and weaving through the enemies with a monstrous but deadly claw. As those enemies were vanquished, he produced a black mechanical creature that looked a little like Timcanpy from his pocket and was relaying the information to his comrades.

"Stay with Lunafreya," Lenalee's voice crackled. "The rest of us are going to evacuate the civilians."

It certainly tore at Lunafreya's heart to witness King Regis' death. They had tried to get away and Regis constructed a barrier to keep Nyx, Allen, and herself from helping. The Kingsglaive made a move to attack the slayer when Lunafreya stopped him. The King had made a dying wish... It was best to follow through with it.

After getting Nyx to agree, she turned towards Allen to see if he was going to follow. "Allen..."

His face was blank as he watched the fallen body of the King begin to have blood pool around his form. She tugged on his sleeve. "Allen, we have to go."

"...Right." His expression not changing in the slightest, Allen turned on his heel and followed both Lunafreya and Nyx to the exit.

In the aftermath of the Nifleheim invasion, only Lunafreya and Allen, and eventually the other Exorcists were the only ones left alive from the King's circle. Nyx had sacrificed himself to summon the Kings from their walls. She gripped the Ring of Lucii in her hand as she focused her mind on Altissa. It's where her and Noctis were to meet for their wedding. She had to go there.

"I'm going to go with Miss Lunafreya," Allen stated decisively when they all met up after the chaos.

"What?" Lavi was the one who had spoken but both he and Lenalee were flabbergasted. Kanda himself merely raised an eyebrow and Lunafreya shot her attention over to him.

"Regis wanted Nyx and I to oversee her travels to Altissa," he continued. "I can't just leave her in such a time."

"This will be dangerous, Allen," Lunafreya had warned. She had gotten a patient, gentle smile in return.

"I'm aware."

"Are you sure?" Lenalee asked nervously as she shuffled her feet.

"Quite positive." That smile never faded. "I'm certain that Ragnarok would be able to seat two people. Just tell Komui that I'll be back soon."

She nodded. Lavi grinned broadly at Allen, seeming unpreturbed by the scenes of death he just witnessed. "You give me a full detail of this, will ya? I might need it for history keeping."

"Timcanpy will record everything."

Seemingly satisfied with their departure, the Exorcists left the two on their way. Allen turned towards Lunafreya with that polite smile still present. He's almost always smiles when he speaks to people. "You don't mind traveling on a motorcycle, do you?"

Despite the circumstances, she faintly smiled back. She never had ridden one before. And Allen's motorcycle was a sleek silver with black accents, as well as a few... out-of-place structures that made her think that it was more meant for battle.

"Not at all. You wouldn't mind us making a few stops beforehand, would you?"

Despite her evening-turned-dawn, she was the Oracle. She did have a task to fulfill. Allen's soft smile became even softer and more... real.

"I'm sure I can manage."

Please review and let me know what you think of this.

~Edge