Road was bored. After playing with Relo for an hour, Relo had had enough. From being swung around to being shot deadly flaming candles at by his master, he wasn't wasn't feeling good. So after a plead and a word from Tyki, who had switched to another book, Road let the Golem cry himself miserably back to sleep. She flopped back down on the floor in front of Tyki.

"So, are ya gonna play with me yet," She asked and she started the ever existent swinging of her legs again.

"Nope." Tyki turned a page. Road sighed.

"Tyki-pon! I have a job for you and Road!" A voice came from the doorway.

Tyki sighed and stood up. He had drained his cigarette so he ground the butt with his heel again. "Earl-sama, please don't call me that." He lit up another cigarette and took a few breaths to get it going.

"Earl!" Road shouted and she got up and dove at the Earl, hugging him around the neck.

"Oh ho, ho, ho. Hello Road," He laughed, patting her on the shoulder.

"Now, I need you two to go see how far Allen's transformation has become."

"Transformation?" Tyki raised an eyebrow, taking a drag.

"Yea," Road dropped from the Earl's neck, "Allen's turning into one of us!"

"But will he be willing to join us?"

"We... don't know," Road's grin pulled into a slight frown.

"I would love if it you invaded the Head Quarters, Tyki-pon," The Millennium Earl said gleefully.

"Okay then." Tyki started for the door. "We'll be back in an hour," he said as he turned the corner, followed by Road.

--

Despite his lack of sleep, Allen was up at six-thirty on the dot, and by six-thirty five he was ready to go. Hair neatly combed, clothes straight and without wrinkles, his bed showed no sign of his attack, his mess was cleaned up and disposed of, and the bags under his eyes were a little less noticeable.

Figuring he had time to waste, Allen decided to exercise a little bit. So grabbing his chair, he stood it on the corner, with the chair balancing on one leg with Allen gripping the back of the chair with his right arm. With his left arm behind his back, he slowly he bent his right arm until it was a perfect ninety degrees. Slowly he straightened his arm, until he was completely erect again. Then he went back down, then back up. Down. Up. Down. Up. He repeated this over several hundred times, and when he flipped back down, setting the chair on all fours, it was still only seven o'clock. So, deciding to go down and get an early breakfast, Allen jogged towards the door, opened it, and ran straight into Lenalee who had her hand up, about to knock on the door to greet him.

Sprawled on the ground, Lenalee and Allen were in a sort of daze.

Regaining his senses, Allen suddenly realized that he was lying on top of Lenalee. Jumping up, he apologized.

"I'm sorry, Lenalee! It was an accident!" He bowed from his waist. Lenalee just stood up, brushed herself off, sighed, and then smiled sweetly.

"Good morning, Allen-kun."

"Ah. Good morning, Lenalee." He tried to regain some of his composure.

"I was just coming up to invite you to have breakfast with me. Would you care to join?"

"Of course!" He responded happily.

"Then I will meet you in the cafeteria. I'm going to go ask Lavi as well," she smiled again. "If he's up," she added, giggling slightly. Being with Allen always put her in an unusually giggly and happy mood.

"Okay then. I'll see you there," Allen said as he headed towards the stairs, with Lenalee heading the opposite direction. Further along the hallway, Allen turned a corner and saw Miranda heading towards him.

"Ah! Allen-kun, did you have a good night's rest?" She asked. The woman looked like she had not slept that night – which was likely.

"Yes, Miranda, I did," Allen replied, ever so polite. "Would you like to join Lenalee, perhaps Lavi, and I for breakfast?"

"That would be wonderful!" She smiled, and she and Allen fell in step towards the cafeteria. Halfway there, the passed a ladder, only to hear a shout: "Look out!" and Allen had to pull Miranda away from a horrible death-by-ceiling because one of the finders accidentally knocked a bit of the ceiling out as he was checking for any infestations.

Farther along their walk, Allen and Miranda encountered Reever, who had an arm full of papers.

"It's paperwork for Komui to sign," He grumbled. The Head Supervisor had a knack for disappearing when he was needed most; particularly when paperwork was involved.

Reever then tripped and sent his pile of papers flying.

After they helped pick the documents all up, Miranda and Allen finally reached the cafeteria, with Lenalee and Lavi already at a table. Miranda only got one ham and cheese omelet and went to sit next to Lavi.

Allen, on the other hand, ordered four ham and cheese omelets; twelve massive cinnamon pancakes; two plates worth of hash browns; the largest bowl Jerry had full of soba; A large platter of sushi; three entire roasted chickens; and half of a triple-chocolate-cake.

Allen really was Jerry's favorite customer.

If anything, all of Allen's friends and the rest of the staff in Head Quarters had gotten used to the incredible amount of food the boy consumed. What still amazed Lavi was that the boy could carry his entire order on one miniscule tray, and not spill a single drop. He just smiled and shook his head as the white-haired exorcist plopped down next to Lenalee, setting his tray on the table with a resounding clack.

Allen turned his head and grinned at Lenalee, if only because anywhere else he tried to look was blocked by a mountain of food. Lenalee smiled back at the boy, wondering were all of that food went to in his small, frail body.

"Wow, Allen. Only half of a chocolate cake?" Lavi laughed as he eyed the tray that had bowls and plates balanced precariously on it.

"Mmmhmm," Allen hummed out through his already overstuffed mouth. Lavi looked at the tray and saw that one of the chickens was gone.

Allen swallowed his mouthful, and everyone, except for Miranda as all she could see was a wall of food, watched a noticeable bulge slide down his throat.

"I'm trying to watch my weight," Allen said solemnly.

Lenalee nearly choked on the hash brown she was eating, and Lavi did choke on his food. Miranda had already finished her Omelet, however.

"You're trying to watch your weight?" Lavi tried to say as he attempted, and failed, to retain his laughter.

Allen's food-happy grin shifted a bit. "Yes, I am, actually," he sniffed.

"But Allen-kun, you don't have much weight anyways! It's amazing you can eat so much!" Miranda voiced from across the table.

"Allen-kun, if you're hungry, go ahead and eat as much as you want." Lenalee smiled at Walker. "You aren't going to get overweight," she laughed.

Allen laughed as well, soon joined by Miranda, and their table loudly informed the entire cafeteria of their joyous morning. An aftereffect of that was that everyone also felt a little happier, looking forward to their day.

"Shut the hell up, damn Bean Sprout and Rabbit!"

Well, everyone except Kanda.

"Aww, catch the mood, Yuu! It's no fun when you're such a sad-sack!" Lavi complained in-between breaths of his calming laughter.

"Yeah, come on, Kanda. Cheer up!" Lenalee agreed with Lavi.

"Che. Noisy," Kanda grumbled as he took his empty soba bowl to Jerry.

Lavi turned back to his friends. "Such a party-pooper," he rolled his eyes with a grin. That earned him a few more chuckles.

Looking over, Kanda was almost at the cafeteria entrance when it happened.

A shake resounded throughout the whole building, followed by an explosion from wall furthest from the entrance to the dining hall. Stepping over the rubble and into the mass confusion were Tyki Mikk and Road Kamelot.

"Homely place you guys got here," Tyki stated as he surveyed the room, hands in his pockets.

"Our home is so much better, though," Road replied to the statement that wasn't intended for her.

"Mugen," Kanda hissed as he flew through the air, drawing said weapon.

A purple shield in the shape of a butterfly appeared on Tyki's left arm, and he batted away the flying exorcist.

"Geez, what a nice reception," Tyki mumbled sarcastically.

"The Order has never been very nice," Road replied.

Tyki looked to his side just in time to see a black boot flying towards him. He just barely managed to sink into the floor before it touched him, letting Lenalee sail over both him and Road.

"Attack," Tyki said quietly as he fell into the floor.

Two level four appeared out of nowhere and stabbed Lenalee in the chest before she had time to react.

"Yes, Noah-sama," they replied monotonously before slinging Lenalee's body to the floor.

"NO!" Allen and Lavi cried out as they swung Sword and Hammer at the two Akuma, who simply dodged by jumping backwards out through the hole Tyki and Road had created.

"Damn it! Allen, get Lenalee, I'll take these two," Lavi shouted before charging to his doom.

"Miranda!" Allen called for the woman, but Tyki beat Allen to her, and easily crushed the defenseless woman.

"Too late," Tyki smiled at Allen as he removed his hand from Miranda's chest, carrying a bloody mass. The exorcist fell to the floor, already dead.

"STOP IT!" Allen screamed, clutching Lenalee's bloody body. He set her down gingerly, and sprinted past Road while drawing his sword.

"DAMN YOU!" He cried as he swung at Tyki, who blocked easily.

"What's wrong, boy?" He grinned as he leaned closer to a hysterical Allen.

Tyki coughed blood, and his eyes went wide. He looked down to see a blade protruding from his chest. Because Allen distracted him, Tyki didn't see Kanda charging from behind.

Taking a firm grip on his blade, Kanda dragged Mugen all the way down Tyki, nearly cutting the Noah in half.

"Tyki!" Road cried out as her brother fell to the floor. She summoned razor-sharp candles all around the two exorcists, effectively preventing them from moving. She walked and stumbled across the now-deserted cafeteria to her brother, and fell to her knees in front of his body.

Kanda clenched his teeth and attempted to move. The candles surrounding him got so close that they poked him when he inhaled.

"Don't you dare try to move," Road mumbled with a deadly viciousness as she clutched Tyki's body.

Allen fought to control his tears. If he moved too much he would be stabbed.

"Don't think this is over, Exorcists," Road mumbled again, without looking up from Tyki's dead body. Without saying a word more, she opened one of her heart-shaped doors beneath her and fell into it, along with Tyki's body.

The moment the doors closed, the candles disappeared. Allen fell to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. Kanda clenched Mugen so tightly that his knuckles were purely white from lack of blood flow. He sprinted towards the open wall to help Lavi, praying that his friend was still alive. He arrived at the hole, with the golden sunlight filtering in.

For the first time ever in his life, Kanda cried.

Looking ahead of him, he saw the gruesome battleground of the exorcist who gave his life gallantly defending the Order. All of the grass was torched and burned away, with trails of the fire going straight up the Order's outside wall. Covering the entire landscape were holes where the grass and ground had been torn up by Akuma bullets. Turning his head, Kanda saw that the wall was completely spider webbed, with several points of origin. The cheery, red-haired exorcist had been thrown against the wall well more than five times.

And in the center of everything, Kanda saw the cheery exorcist's battered clothes lying in a crumpled heap that was covered with ashes. A glowing cube was lying on top of the pile of clothes. The wind picked up, and the ashes softly scattered into the wind. A black eye patch was lying slightly off to the side of the rest of the clothes. Kanda walked slowly over to it, wondering what the strange liquid trickling from his eyes was.

He gingerly picked up the eye patch and held it in his hand, remembering Lavi, the closest thing he had to a friend in the Order.

He looked at the eye patch for a moment more, before clenching his hand, crushing the eyewear.

"Che."

--

Allen cried so hard that he threw up on the floor. He choked and coughed, and the rage flared inside him before mixing with the sadness.

"Do you want to fix it?"

Allen stopped for a moment, startled by the voice. He whipped his head around, sending tears scattering in the light, shimmering like tiny diamonds in the sun.

"Who's there!?" He cried out.

"Let me show you what you can do with my power," Allen heard the voice say.

"What?!"

"Come, dance with me," Allen heard right before he fell into darkness.

Allen Walker's skin turned grey, eyes turned black with yellow irises, and seven black stigmata appeared on his forehead. The Noah stood up and summoned an Arc gate and stepped thorough it. He turned his head just before passing through, and saw the rest of the order coming to the rescue, far too late.

--

A gate opened up, and Allen stepped out, his skin now turning back to its whitish color, and the crosses on his head disappearing. Where he was looked familiar, and he couldn't remember how he got there. What happened to the cafeteria?

Desperate to know what happened to Lenalee, Lavi and Miranda, he rushed down the hallway and turned a corner. He stopped and stared, as standing before him was Miranda.

"Ah! Allen-kun, did you have a good night's rest?" She asked cheerfully.

--

In a forest some week's walk from the Dark Order, a tall, slender girl, no more than fourteen years of age, ran desperately. Her shoulder-length brown hair was tangled and dirty; the pants and shirt that she wore were far from new, they were now just dirty rags. Her battered and old shoes looked about two sizes too small, and parts of her toes were poking through. Her deep, clear blue eyes held a look of sheer terror, one of a child who was convicted of murder and was running for her life. Which was what she just happened to be convicted of.

She paused for a moment, bent over in pure exhaustion. Her right arm buckled for a moment, and her shirt fell to the side, momentarily revealing what looked like a tattoo of a pair wings on her back.

The left one was pure white and had an angelic look to it, while the other was pitch black. That one had a feel of the devil attached to it. The wings could have probably be passed as that of a tattoo, except for the green cross looking gem that rested where the two opposite wings connected. That, and that the lines that made up the wings seemed to be engraved into the skin it self, forever binding them with the girl.

Her innocence glowed brightly.

There was one more outstand difference of the girl, and that was the now-fading black crosses on her forehead. As the crosses finished fading from view, the girl heard more shouts of men, and barking of the dogs that were tracking her scent.

"She's this way!" she heard one of the sounds that could be identified in the midst of ferocious barking and angry shouting.

"Get the demon!"

She cringed when she heard that. All her life she had been called a "Demon," or, "Devil," or, "Witch!" Her own parents had even abandoned her. So, she stood straight again, her shirt falling back to place, covering her wings, and took off again.

'Got to find the Dark Order.' She thought to herself.

"Bah! What's a misfit group like them going to be able to do to help you? You're better off alone. Like me." The girl saw herself talking, though the reflection had dark skin and crosses on her forehead, and there was no green glow of innocence shining from her back.

We don't know that yet. So just shut up, and stop getting me into trouble! The innocence wielding girl thought harshly.

Suddenly the dogs were upon her. From out of nowhere, the four beasts lunged at her, jaws gnashing, eyes wild. And with the dogs came the men shortly after.

"Witch! Murderer!" The men circled her, watching the dogs tear up the frightened girl.

All of a sudden the glow on her back died out, and the seven stigmata reappeared on her forehead. Throwing the dogs at some of the men, she stood up, eyes full of rage and hate.

"My name is Anna." she hissed. Suddenly, the crosses were gone, and the innocence Anna was back. The two wings on her back took physical form and grew in size, before she was carried off into the black sky, leaving the stunned men behind.

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Hey, everyone? Like the chapter, I hope? It was extra long.

Now those of you who were with me from Two Halves, One Whole, you probably can tell that I changed this chapter. Kind of a lot. Like, a whooole lot. And I'm sorry if I made it seem like everyone was killed off way too easily. It was all supposed to be sudden, and what're you supposed to do about that kind of thing? Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed it enough to review, and tell me something good and or bad about the chapter. Remember, all in the name of improving my writing! Anyways, I hope you all will stick with me for the next chapter. It won't be so bad, I hope :)

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