Yo, minna-san. Salutes for my muse, since the thing has been working overtime. At the last chapter I promised I publish the next one in two weeks, but here I am not even three days gone with the new chapter already. It's all thanks to my mind, who seems to have quit all other functions to just write this fic. Also I didn't know I could actually write such a large chapter (for me), all my previous records have been broken by it. In this chapters, as you can see I've used the 1 episode of Anime as a template of story. (I think I did mention that the story will be following anime and manga plot a bit) Here we meet The Noah Allen and get to know him a bit better. I didn't make him too , since then he would have just killed all the people and I wouldn't have anything to write. I've changed some things again too. Ok, enough with my blabbering let's proceed with the first chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except those 3000 thousand and some more words that are written in this chapter.
Warnings:Nothing much again, there's some Akuma, death of insignificant characters, who names we don't even now, some evil Allen and so on. Still no smut YET though.
"The Musician"
.First Chapter.
.Once upon a time in a rainy day.
That happened five years ago, when he was ten years old. On that fateful day Tyki Mikk had found Allen in that inn and brought him to The Earl, where he had became a part of the their family. The Noah family.
"My family...huh," the boy thought as he walked through the streets of London in hopes to entertain himself. He was now fifteen years old, but still held the girlish charm Tyki declared that he had when he was little. He was small in stature, very slender with a soft voice, that pretended to be polite most of the time, though held the feeling that the boy had gone through many things. His skin was very pale in comparison to the dark chocolate brown hair and golden eyes, he now possessed. This was his white Noah form in which he was usually seen going everywhere. He also had his white haired form, being the one, he had spent his childhood in, till that fateful day when Mana was killed. He didn't know why had Tyki killed him, though he didn't care much either.
That man, was better off dead anyway.
Suddenly Allen stopped in his steps as he felt raindrops falling on his face. The boy sighed. He didn't dislike the rain, but he had forgotten his umbrella at home. And he didn't feel like getting himself wet or returning home. So he just pulled higher the collar of his black coat and decided to find a place to hide from the bothersome rain until it ends. At that moment across the street, the boy noticed a run down church. It was an old looking type of a building with the shape of a Latin cross. Abandoned too, as one could see. Allen considered his choices for a moment and decided to hide there.
"Why not, It's not like I have other options," well he had, but that meant returning home and answering The Earl's countless phones all day. He still remembered the last time, when he almost died from being bored, so because of that Allen's determination to go hide in the church grew ten times. He quickly crossed the empty street and followed the path to the church, finding himself in front of large wooden doors, going inside. At that moment a single thought went through his brain.
"A Noah hiding in a church...funny."
Upon entering Allen discovered that the church looked even worse from the inside than the outside. He was about to turn back and leave, when the heavy downpour of rain he heard outside changed his mind.
"Oh, well, this is better than nothing," he thought as he went on a little tour to explore the church. After few minutes he got bored of it. There was completely nothing interesting in this piece of architecture. All you could see were various garbage left by people, who obviously had stayed here for the night.
"Poor travelers, probably," the young Noah thought, even though he wasn't really interested in it. He sat down on one of the old benches that were still left in the building, since there was nothing for him to do or see here.
"Tim, come out," he said, as a small golden golem appeared from the boy's coat sleeve, flying onto his shoulder. The golden golem, Timcanpy was a gift to him from The Earl, when he had just entered the family. Allen really liked the golem, he had grown fond of the creature during the years.
"Ne, Tim, when do you think the rain will end?" he asked the golem out of the blue. The golem, of course, didn't answer, he started flying around the boy fluttering his small golden wings. The boy sighed as he watched Timcanpy flying around him. Then he heard a sound. In a blink of a moment Timcanpy had disappeared and a fat cat jumped onto Allen's lap with Tim in his mouth.
"Eeh..." was all the boy managed to mutter, before the cat jumped again, landing on the floor and ran away. Now, you could hear short, evil laughter coming from the boy who had snapped.
"This, was just what I needed," he said as he stood up, wearing an unnatural angelic smile. The aura around him had darkened, becoming gloomy and black. He had entered the mood that the Noah's had dubbed "The Dark Allen." He was now extremely annoyed, as it wasn't the first time Tim had been eaten by a cat. It was the third this week. That's why Allen usually didn't let the golem fly around by himself, but he had hoped that here wouldn't be any stupid cats to annoy him. He was wrong. He brushed off the dirt from his coat and smiled sweetly.
"Now then, I have a fatso cat to take care of," the boy said, walking away with that angelic smile still plastered on his face. It took Allen a while to find the cat and now he was chasing the stupid creature all over the church. Despite the weight, the cat was quite fast and obviously knew the church better than Allen. While running through a narrow hallway, Allen heard voices. It seemed like some other people had entered the church.
"Humans..." the boy thought as he turned into his other form. From a chocolate haired boy in a black coat to a white haired one in an old, red coat. This form would make less suspicion, since now he looked like a plain traveler. He continued his chase for the cat, not minding the the human's as he usually didn't really care about them. The stupid cat had run into some large doors and Allen was left with no choice, but to follow.
When he was about to enter the room, he heard series of gunshots and saw a purple light that was coming from the door gaps. The boy wasn't really surprised. He had long ago got used to the Akuma. During the five years in the Noah family he had seen countless Akumas, after all. The sight in the room wasn't anything special either. There were cracks in the wall and floor, and all that was left from the humans were their clothes. At that moment he saw Tim, who was flying in his direction. It looked like the cat was also killed by the Akuma.
"At least, I won't need to stain my hands by killing some fatso cat, " he said, even though he was still a bit annoyed. He had hoped to relieve some stress by killing the stupid creature. Then he noticed something. Amidst the now dead human clothes, there was a body.
"It looks like someone survived," Allen thought as he went closer to examine the body. It was a young woman, around the age of 25 and to boost a police officer. She was wearing glasses and had middle length brown hair. While the boy was deciding what to do with his discovery, several policeman trashed through the doors with guns in their hands.
"Finally we've found you! Now you're arrested for several murders in this church, you criminal!" they shouted, pointing their guns to Allen as he turned to face them.
…
Allen was bored.
He was sitting in the police chief's cabinet, being interrogated about the series of murder in the church. Right now however Allen was having second thought about killing them all off when they had pointed their guns at him. He didn't hate humans, although he didn't like them either. In most cases he felt pity for the stupid creatures. But now he was growing impatient, since they were keeping him here just to annoy as it seems. The chief was a fat pig, who kept blaming him for all crimes of the world. Allen could barely keep his laughter when one of the officers whispered into the chief's ear that they can't keep him here, since obviously they didn't have any proof that he did it. When he heard that, the chief went into a rage, face red and veins popping as he increased the volume of his voice even more.
"He really looks like a pig, all pink and fat," Allen laughed inwardly at the scene in front of him, while keeping a cool facade.
After twenty minutes and series of tries to make him confess that he is the murderer, the boy finally left to go. The only problem was that they had assigned an officer to look after him. (the chief still hadn't abandoned his belief of Allen being the murderer) It was the same officer, who as it later turned out, by fainting, before the Akuma appeared had escaped being killed.
"I think her name was Moore or something like that," he thought, remembering the scene at the police office, when the woman was called into the cabinet. The chief had shouted at her several times and ordered to watch over him. And that was what she was doing, while Allen was following her. The Noah had decided to just enjoy what's happening, since he had went into the town to find some entertainment. And he had gotten what he wanted, right?
The woman, Moore, had brought Allen to her home, which was a little lovely house, not far away from that church. He was left in a cozy living room, while she, herself went into another room. When she returned, she suddenly started questioning the boy about what happened in the church.
"Did you really didn't see anything?" was her first question. Allen didn't want to answer, because it was pointless telling people about Akuma. They were just too stupid to understand it. But since he had gotten back his good mood for now, he decided to enlighten the woman with an answer.
"I didn't see it, but I know what it was. It was the work of an Akuma," he said without going into further details. The woman was surprised to say the least.
"When I said Akuma, she probably thought of the one's in children books with horns and long, spiked tails who live in hell," the boy thought as he laughed inwardly, but not mentioning anything to the woman.
"But aren't Akuma, just a fantasy of ancient people who feared sicknesses as a work of a devil?" she asked, the one of the most usual question people did, when told about Akuma.
"Well, those are not that kind of demons," the boy answered, while looking out of the window. Then he heard a sound of wheels turning round as somebody in wheelchair entered the room. Allen turned to face the man who was sitting in the wheelchair. The man seemed sick as he had large, blue ring under eyes and unhealthy pale face. But Allen knew better. He was a Noah, after all.
"So you are the one who caused the mess at the church," the boy smiled sweetly at the man in the wheelchair.
"What do you mean?" Moore asked with visible fear in her eyes. But then she saw. The man in the chair started twisting unnaturally and turned into an Akuma. The woman started screaming as the Akuma started to shoot his deadly bullets.
"Since I'm in my human form, Akuma can't sense that I'm a Noah," the boy thought, "But that just makes this more fun." He grabbed Moore by her hand and captured one of the Akuma's bullets, using it's force to fly into the sky, landing into the church building. They hit the wall and cold floor in one of the narrow corridors.
"That was fun!" Allen growled, letting the bullet fall on the ground. Then the woman saw the bullet and tried to touch it only to be stopped by the boy.
"I wouldn't suggest to touch the bullet, that is if you want to live, since the bullet is poisonous to human," he said while standing to brush of the dirt from his coat. Moore seemed shocked from what she had seen and heard, but after a moment she dared to ask.
"What happened to brother?" was her question.
"He's an Akuma, and as far as I can tell he's been one for quite a while," he simply explained. Then he knelt in front of Moore, smiling at her.
"Moore-chan. Do you know how are Akuma's created?" he asked, his smile widening.
"When somebody's dear person dies, The Millennium Earl comes and bestows them a chance to revive their loved one. All they have to do is to use their voice to call back the soul of the person into a body prepared by The Earl, " he explained, repeating what he had heard from The Earl long ago.
"But there is a catch, you know? The summoned soul is trapped within the body, not being able to free itself. It's forced to kill the one who had summoned it back to this world and "Wear" him." Moore was shocked by Allen's story, that much could be seen on her face. Allen had expected her reaction, and redeemed it as quite well for a human.
"I think we should move on, it's not safe here," he said as he offered the woman his hand. Although she was still shaking a bit, she accepted it and they moved on. When they were going through the corridor, Allen started talking again.
"Your brother was probably the same, he lost somebody precious to him and was desperate enough to ask The Earl for help," the boy said as if it would be the most natural thing, "Do you know who it was?" It looked like a realization had hit her.
"It's Sister, isn't it? She died in an accident on the day of their wedding!" Moore said, looking like she was about to cry.
"So that's the case," was all the boy said as a reply, even though inwardly he thought, "How common and typical." They came to large doors, leading into the biggest room in the church, when they heard the sound of gunshots. Moore ran through the doors, only to see the scene of Akuma killing the police officers and the Chief.
"No! Chief, everybody!" she screamed falling on her knees as black stars appeared on them and they turned into dust.
"That's right! I forgot to mention. Akuma are not human, they are machines created by The Millennium Earl, who grow and evolve by killing," he said with a grin on his face, starting to walk towards the Akuma, who began shooting at him.
"No, don't you'll get killed!" the woman screamed as she looked at him with wide, fearful eyes. The boys only reply was the smirk. As he approached the Akuma, his form started to change. From white, to chocolate brown and silver to gold and even more, as his smirk grew, while the Akuma kept shooting at him, though it didn't look like it had any effect on the boy. His skin became even darker just like his hair, who were now even darker brown than before. On his forehead one after another appeared black crosses, The Stigmata. It was the symbol of him being a Noah. Only now the Akuma ceased it's attack, realizing who the boy was. A Noah.
"It seems like the fun has come to an end. What a pity!" the young Noah said as he stopped in front of the Akuma.
"Akuma-san I have a favor. Please, don't kill the woman," he said with a angelic face, his favor sounding more like an order. Then Allen turned to face the woman and smiled sweetly.
"It's my thank-you gift for an interesting day Moore-chan," he said. After that Allen turned around, going in the direction of the doors, since it was about time for him to return home.
"Bye, bye Moore-chan!" was the the last thing he said as he went through the doors, leaving Moore in the company of the Akuma.
Upon returning home, Allen saw only The Earl, who was knitting something similar to mittens. They were small with black and white lines, probably meant for Road. Though he was busy with knitting, The Earl didn't fail to notice the change in Allen's mood.
"Did you have a good day, Allen-chan?" he asked, his eternal grin still on his face, never fading.
"Why, yes, Earl-sama," the young Noah answered, giving his black coat to one of the Akuma maids, "It was quite fun."
Me:Well, how was it? *laying on the floor from exhaustion by overworking her brain*
Tyki:Fine, but why did Earl-sama was the only of the Noah who got an appearance? (except Allen, who this chapter was dedicated to)
Road:Shut up, Tyki! You had the whole prologue to yourself! All I have is one mention of my name. *Glares at the me, who is now sipping massive amounts of tea while sitting on floor*
Me:Peace out. You all get an appearance and even text in the next chapter so just leave me alone NOW.
Tyki and Road: No, start writing NOW!
Me: Bye, bye...*Turns off the part of the brain where all the anime characters live*
So that's it. The next chapter will be dedicated to the Noah family and Allen's thoughts on each of the member. And there might be some Poke pair fluff too, so be prepared.
But for that to happen i need some sleep, so bye, bye.
Dunno forget to favorite and review though, it helps me publish faster. (I have actually already started writing the next chap, I have the first sentence and title in my notie)
