Allen woke up to feel a soft padding underneath his slight frame. He opened his Moony eyes to gaze on his predicament, seeing only cold, glinting steel. He sat up in the only comfort in his immediate vicinity, hearing a jingle as he did. He swept his groggy gaze down and saw a silver chain attached to a collar. The collar was white and made of a tough leather. The strap was attached with a single padlock, so that he could not undo it. He gave it a few, tense tugs, as if testing its strength, but also hoping it was fragile in his demon hands. When it didn't so much as bend the metal alloys Allen gave up.
Allen's long tail was curling around his belly, giving him an odd sort of comfort. Growing up he always felt comforted by his tail, as if it was a sentient being and knew what the boy wanted. He remembered times with Mana where their friends in the circus either fell sick, or if they left, for good. Allen always felt sad and would use his tail to hug himself. It was soft, thick and kept him warm. The tail was painted with large splotches of Mars black and silver. As he grew up his Lynx traits gave his pelt a few golden spots amongst the black.
Shaking those thoughts from his already cluttered head Allen looked out and saw that the cage was actually open. 'Strange,' Allen thought. But then again he was wearing a collar, so that Trapper must have known he could not get away. The open cage door made Allen feel slightly insulted, as if the Trapper was mocking his kind and his own personal ability to cars for himself, taking into account the fact he could not keep himself hidden this time. He would never stay still, act like a good cat and not try to get away. Why would Allen allow this situation to carry on? He did not want to be incarcerated for much longer. A free roaming spirit does not wish for their spirit to break when their freedom slips from their grasp. 'What is freedom when it leads to chains,' Allen thought bitterly.
As if answering his thoughts his ears picked out a short clutter atop the steel bars. He looked up and saw two tease perched there. Allen thought the bloodthirsty things would come over and tear into his flesh if he struggled, although he felt acute anger when he saw them, and not caring either way he turned his human hand into the broad paw of the snow leopard and hit the underside of the bars with brute force, creating a massive steely bang and causing the Tease to flutter away, startled. Allen smirked.
He fully shifted his body into a snow leopard and slunk out from the cage. He noticed that his leg was throbbing slightly, but it was bandaged. 'The man kept to his word at least,' Allen thought bitterly.
His cat form was slightly larger than his human form, even though a large percentage of his bulk was thanks to his thick, lustrous leopard fur. His pelt made the demon feel unnecessarily hot within this very grand but stuffy room. His massive paws where silent on the red tiled floor, his pads dissipating any sound that may have been heard. Allen could see his reflection in the stone, his face impassive, but hiding the turmoil of getting caught by the Trapper. A growl could be heard emanating from deep within the big cat.
"I see you have woken up, my beautiful." Allen's ears twitched when he heard that voice. It was sudden, a voice full of confidence. It was a voice that both frustrated the cat- boy and troubled him deeply. The growl in his belly resonated louder. He stared at the entrance to the room, seeing the dark haired figure walking confidently through the massive set of oak double doors. He walked towards the young demon, completely oblivious to the dangerous creature he was closing in on. Allen had to wonder if the man was overconfident and stupid, or overconfident and dangerous also. Allen hoped it wasn't the latter. He kept his gaze trained on the man as he neared, feeling his body tense, readying itself for any type of defence it may need to utilise.
The man stopped a few feet from the demon, staring his deep golden eyes into shimmering silver. It was like the sun staring into the moon. The gold eyes resembled the dangerous coronas that surged violently from the sun, whereas the silver eyes resembled the tranquility of the calm lunar surface. It was a stark contrast. Allen bared his teeth at the man, daring him to approach.
"Don't worry my pet, I will leave you be for now." The man raised his hands in mock surrender, making Allen stare at him in disgust.
"Leave me be? If you would leave me be I would not have been trapped by one of your foul snares and dragged back here against my will." Allen spat, being able to talk even in his cat form.
"Ah, but you see my Feral beauty," the dark skinned man clicked his fingers and called forth more tease to land on some of the furniture around the room. Their wings fluttered as they sat and watched. "That would go against my Demon Hunter code."
"Now, that's not I wanted to talk to you about." The man gestured at the whole room, doing a dramatic sweep with his arms. "This is the residence of The Lord Millennium Earl. You are here in our audience chamber, chained here as a symbol of the Noah family. We hold the power and we show it via the fact we can hunt and trap powerful demons." Gold eyes turned to Allen. The big cat looked deep into them seeing an almost lustful gaze, watching him intently. It made the cat need to suppress a shudder. "Your beauty is almost unrivalled by most. Stay here, and act like a good little house cat." The man chuckled.
Allen felt appalled by what he had heard. The heckles on his back raised in anger, shuddering in the same way his mind roiled with rage.
The man turned to leave, raising one hand in the air as he did so, "you may call me Tyki." And he left the spotted demon to his thoughts once again.
Allen attempted to freeze the chains off, willing the air to drop below freezing to coat the chain and padlock in a layer of ice, hoping it would snap off. No luck, the chain and collar must have been magic proof. 'That damn Tyki.' Allen was so frustrated, and actually scared. His ears drooped in defeat.
He had been sat there for over a day now with nothing to do except create far fetched escape plans in his mind, trying to play them through his head so that he could leave in a badass way with, hopefully, explosions and flames raging in the building he escaped from.
Allen felt tired though. All the efforts of the day before, the capture and the meeting with Tyki drained the young demon, and he wanted nothing else than to sleep. He slunk back to the bed within the cage and shifted back into his human form, immediately cooling himself greatly. He felt far more comfortable like that as it was so hot in the room. Snow leopards where meant to live amongst the snow and high mountain passes. They expected freezing high wind and snowstorms, finding comfort in the cooler temperatures. He was stronger now then when he was a cub, when he was found by Mana.
"Mana," Allen said, imagining curling up next to his warmth and purring in a relaxed and happy state, before he drifted off to sleep.
Allen awoke to footsteps, still feeling exhausted. He shifted in the bed, feeling something on his arm. He fully opened his eyes and saw a tease there, perched right on his right shoulder. Allen was startled, but found that he could not move easily. The thing had actually bitten him. There was a small pool of blood in the area the dark butterfly had bitten. The blood only congealed and dried up swiftly, leaving a small clot on the surface of the boys pale skin.
It felt like all his nerve endings in his joints where fried. They where painful and it felt like a fire was raging up his nerves and into the neurones of his brain. Allen could not even scream for the pain was too great. But almost as soon as it came he felt nothing.
It was then that he heard a sinister giggle coming from just outside the cage. The only thing Allen could move where his silver irises, and he turned them and focused on who had spoken to him. He saw two sets of legs there. Suddenly Allen saw Tyki reach into the cage to drag the unsuspecting boy out by the scruff of his neck, and at the same time taking the chain off. Allen could feel all his touches, but he could not react to it. Allen felt defenceless, vulnerable. He was naked and could see the lust within the dark haired mans gaze. If Allen could move he would have felt a shiver pierce his spinal chord like trillions of tiny arrows being shot at close range. Tyki held Allen as if he was a princess.
"This is the Millennium earl, my lovely," Tyki said quietly, "he is he man who's home you have taken up residence in."
Allen could only look, and saw a man with a creepy grin adorning his face. It was a Cheshire Cat grin, only more evil, and Allen could only hope he wouldn't see him that often. The man was well dressed, with a white coat and a strangely decorated top hat. His eyes where small and hidden behind small, round glasses.
"Ah, Tyki, you where right about this spirit animals beauty, even in his human form he is a gem." He peered at Allen through his glasses, unnerving the poor paralysed boy. "Welcome to my home, Snow leopard." He reached out to touch Allen's snow soft white hair, only to feel a frigid chill in the air. Before the light locks could be touched a fine coating of frost sparkled on the earls white gloves. It was a warning, but the best Allen could do in his state.
Allen heard the earl chuckle once again, "he is a powerful one Tyki. I bet he was a hard one to catch." If Allen could see Tykis face he would have seen a slight smile creep up onto his face.
"Please excuse me earl, for I am sure you would like to see your pet smartly dressed for the rest of our family this evening."
"Please do," the earl walked with Tyki to the door, all the while staring at Allen. "Treat him well my son."
Allen understood why Tyki had to paralyse Allen.
Tyki had obviously taken him to his own bedroom, for he placed the demon, who was still paralysed, onto a luxurious king sized bed, leaving him there, bare but cool.
Allen could not see Tyki for he was staring up at the beds canopy, which was decorated with dangling stars, dozens of gold and silver ones. The material they where suspended from was dark blue and was slightly glittery, made to resemble the night sky.
Allen could only listen for the man, as he bustled around the room, evidently collecting things. Allen could hear a clutter, the sound of rustling material and Tyki rummaging through drawers.
Allen heard soft footfalls on the expensive Persian rug, heralding the man as he approached. When he got there he simply began to cloth the young boy. He extended the boys arms so that he could get a crisp white shirt on him, buttoning him up. Allen could feel his fingers and knuckles occasionally brush against the skin of his chest.
Once all the buttons where done up Tyki raised Allen's slim legs up and followed by sliding a pair of boxers and then dark blue trousers up his thighs. Tyki had to mind Allen's fluffy tail, even though it was limp beneath the boy. Allen felt glad once he was clothed. He did not feel as vulnerable. During the whole time Tyki had clothed him he could feel the mans dark eyes, full of desire, trained on him. Allen could feel the tingle in his body now. Allen hoped it was the venom, starting to leave his system. Allen could now swallow and twitch the ends of his fingers.
Tyki then left the boy. Allen heard him pick something up, then he returned with something in his hand. He crept onto the bed and then straddled Allen's hips, staring down at the nervous boy. Allen wanted nothing more than to throw the man off him and rip his throat out at this humiliating ordeal. How dare a human appear to be dominant over a demon.
"One last thing, my feral beauty, before we return." Tyki held up some sort of device with a metal needle within. Allen did not know what it was, but Tyki only smiled.
The larger man only held it to Allen's ear, and then it happened in a flash. The man had actually given the boy a piercing. Allen felt like ripping the mans organs out right now and his pupils dilated in deadly anger. Allen was absolutely livid at the man for playing with his body. The man knew this was a sting on his pride.
This procedure carried on until Allen had three piercings in his left ear. In his Lynx ear. The silver stood out as a bright contrast against the sooty black fur. Two where situated near the bottom of his ear, spaced at about half a centimetre apart, and the other was in the cartilage about half way up. Three silver studs for now to compliment the demons white hair And black ears.
Tyki placed the device down and then began to caress the youths face, tracing his scar with his fingers. It was the scar Allen always remembered having. It was a scar Allen had no idea why it was there. He had just accepted it. They remained there for a couple of minutes, and then Tyki stood back up.
Tyki suddenly picked the boy up and brought him back to the audience chamber where the earl was waiting. He giggled with happiness when he saw them, pleased with the way Allen looked. Tyki revealed the boys left ear and the earl nodded, further pleased. Tyki reapplied the chain to Allen's collar and then left them, back through those doors.
It was nightfall and the venom in Allen's system was completely gone. He had to endure over an hour of tingling pain and feeling slightly nauseous, but he managed to pull through. The earl was currently conversing with some of the people who he said where part of his family.
There was a tall blonde lady with a beautiful face called Lulu Bell, a large man with plenty of muscles and a horrible temper called Skinn Bolic, a more refined man who was Tykis brother called Sheril Kamelot, and then his hyperactive daughter who was known as Road Kamelot.
Road spent much of the evening stood close to Allen, wanting to pet him, but not allowing herself to approach too close. She was a happy go lucky sort with spiky blue hair and a taste for lollipops. She kept staring at Allen. He simply kept his eye on her, but otherwise tried to stay out of things. Of course when everyone entered they complimented Tykis capture and marvelled at the Snow White demon, but other than that he was left alone for a majority of the time.
Suddenly Allen could hear a crash, and shouting coming from the hallway just outside the chamber they where inside. The shouting was loud, but not as loud as the thundering roar that accompanied them.
Everyone in the chamber stopped and stood still, listening. Tyki took it upon himself to run out to check on what was happening.
Nothing could have prepared Allen for what happened next.
There, entering the gathering where a pair of twin hunters. One with dark hair and one with lighter, longer hair. Both wore cloths you would expect to see in a rock concert, sorting face makeup. They also both carried a pistol.
"David, Jasdero," the earl said, opening his arms wide, "what marvellous demons have you captured today?"
The twins, turned to the earl with smiles radiating glee plastering their faces. They pointed to each side where two demons where captured. Allen looked on in amazement, seeing a large Hare with striking red fur and a single bright green eye that could rival the depth in the deepest emerald. He was lean and looked strong, even though he was attached to a strong and very short chain. The blonde twin held the chain tightly in a firm hand.
The other demon was covered in a strange substance. It was a black, tar like substance which kept the demons attacks to a minimum. Again the demon had a chain around its neck.
Allen had to stare at this demon, for he saw another big cat, but different to himself. The creature was absolutely gorgeous. It was a magnificent tiger with stripes the colour of midnight instead of the usual dark brown, and a soft grey which covered the areas that where not striped. The tiger was exotic, powerful looking, and with a face that made Allen flinch in fear. The eyes of the tiger where dark blue, and held a certain degree of malice writhing within those depths.
The tiger turned and saw Allen for the first time. The Hare demon followed suit and also stared at the snow leopard. Any demon, no matter how young or powerful, could tell another demon in a crowd of people or animals, and a silent understanding passed between them.
Tyki took that moment to speak. "Lord earl, the twins have far exceeded themselves and have captured two rogue demons. They wanted to present what they caught to you and the family."
Allen turned to look at the earl and saw the pleasure in his tiny little eyes. His glasses seemed to glint with them.
"Excellent work you two."
The dark haired twin spoke up, sounding hyper and as if the thrill of the fight was still surging through his body, "thanks pops," he said, the slang rolling off his tongue naturally, although the earl didn't seem to mind in the slightest.
"I bet they where hard ones to catch."
"Yeah, they gave us the runaround." The blonde one looked at his brother and gave a huge smile, "but with effort from both of us it was a cinch."
The tiger shuddered for a second, looking frightfully livid at the remark. The red Hare stared at his companion with a concerned look on his intelligent face, his long ears poised high and listening well.
"Well boys, thank you for showing us. We will talk more about this later. You know where they go." The earl was asking them to leave, obviously wanting to continue with his family gathering.
The twins simply nodded and dragged the two demons out. They reluctantly followed.
Allen once again looked at the tiger as they retreated. The tiger turned his gaze and the they locked eyes, molten silver into cool cobalt. Allen felt his long tail wrap around his belly again without him helping it. "Che," The tiger sniffed at the boys state and then turned his great head away.
Allen felt slightly shocked by that last notion from the tiger, his Lynx ears twitching in shock, but he felt something else. A spark of inspiration. He had to get out, and in the process take those two demons with him.
Here we go, another chapter. This story is going to be Yullen. I'm sorry if people wanted Poker pair. As we all know Allen's birthday has just passed :) more chapters will be coming soon, hopefully.