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Chapter 2

Tying a blindfold around his eyes, thirteen-year-old Kanda unsheathed his sword and got into his stance, getting ready to begin his training. Surrounded by trees, the forest, he decided, was a good place to train.

At the age of thirteen, Kanda was already a master at sword fighting. Rushing towards the trees, Kanda slashed at them, deep cuts inflicted on the trees. He would change his stance every now and then, imagining the trees as his enemies. The grip on his sword tightened when a certain unwanted memory flashed across his mind for a moment. He clenched his teeth to the point of hurting as memories passed through his head.

Then, with a sickening thud, the tree collapsed to the ground, unable to hold itself upright. Its collapse shook the ground and the cries of the birds could be heard as they flew away.

Kanda grunted, irritated at the fallen tree and was about to continue with the next tree when…

"Hey! Watch out!" It was the voice of a boy though it was slightly girlish. Not more than a few seconds after, he felt something cold pressed against his neck. Kanda cursed to himself when he realized that he had been unable to detect the presence of other people at all. He had been so plagued by his memories that his senses had dulled. A chuckle was heard and a new, sickening voice was heard.

"Well, well, look what we have here. A beautiful kid, ain't you?" The man from behind untied his blindfold and pulled Kanda by his hair to look into his eyes. "And such defiant eyes too."

Kanda's fingers itched to kill the man but he knew not to act rashly. Even though he would probably live even if his throat was slit, recovery would be a painful process, and he wanted to avoid pain at all costs. Instead, he chose to show his anger through his words.

"You bastard! Who exactly do you think you are to treat me in this way?" The man reeled back a bit in shock and a sinister smile crossed his features.

"My my…How forgetful I am. Tyki Mikk, at your service." This time, Kanda was the one who was shocked.

"You…you're Tyki Mikk from the Noah family?" Kanda stuttered, forgetting to keep his mask in place.

With a smirk in place, Tyki's next words made Kanda shiver slightly.

"I was hoping you'd figure out. And now that you know who I truly am," Tyki's grin grew wider, "I'm going to have fun torturing you and finally, when you beg for me to kill you, I'll kill you slowly while enjoying every moment of it."

Kanda's facial expression distorted into one of disgust and he mocked Tyki right in his face.

"So this is how one of the prestigious Noah family is? How. Utterly. Pathetic." Tyki's blade sunk deeper into his neck and soon, small beads of blood dripped down his neck and onto his white kimono. At that rate, he would never be able to get the stains out of his kimono. Kanda practically growled at the thought of buying a new kimono and Tyki mistook that as a sign of distress.

Right when Tyki was about to kick Kanda in the stomach, something or rather someone, grabbed him from behind. The extra weight on Tyki caused him to lose his balance and he landed on the ground. Kanda saw this as a chance and was about to take advantage of the situation, but someone else was already a step ahead of him.

Kanda saw a boy dash forward from behind Tyki and using what looked like a deformed arm, punched Tyki in the stomach. Tyki had not had enough time to recover from before and his eyes flew impossibly wide from the blow to his stomach. There was no way that a human could have that much strength! A small trail of blood was seen from the corner of his mouth and before he could recover, another blow was sent to his stomach.

'Ugh…The Earl is not going to be happy…' Tyki's vision swam before his eyes and he promptly passed out.

Kanda stared at the boy that he had just met and briefly wondered why he had white hair. It was then that he realized that the boy was smiling sheepishly. The boy pointed at the passed out body and with an uncertain voice:

"Maybe I…overdid it?"

Kanda then recognized the voice as the same girly voice that he had heard earlier on. He gave no response and moved forward to grab Tyki.

"Help me?" Kanda asked, hoping that he sounded nice. The boy with white hair smiled and nodded his head, helping Kanda carry Tyki's body.

"Hi, the name's Allen Walker. Just call me Allen. I'm ten years old and I was born on…" Allen continued babbling, oblivious to the fact that Kanda had zoned him out the second he reached his birth date. Fortunately, the forest that Kanda had chosen was near the mansion. Why was the boy still alive again? Kanda sighed. The boy looked like he would last longer than all his other servants and hopefully this time, this hope was not false. Deciding that the boy needed to know Kanda's name as well, he introduced himself.

"Just call me Kanda." Allen paused in his babbles for a moment and nodded his head. 'Kanda…why does the name sound so familiar?'

A few minutes later, both boys reached the mansion and Allen stared at it in awe. It was his first time seeing a mansion and he ran into it with much excitement. Tyki was dragged into the study room and Kanda sat on the chair behind the huge table, gesturing at Allen to sit on the sofa. Just then, Allen noticed a small photograph on the table.

The photograph was of two boys. Both were brothers and content with each other's presence, holding the other's hand tightly. The elder brother had piercing eyes and a low ponytail. Allen immediately recognized the elder brother as Kanda. Eyes shifted and focused on the younger boy. The younger boy had kinder eyes and an innocent smile stretched across his face.

Suddenly, Allen saw the image of a younger him with another person. The person looked like Kanda and he was calling Kanda as…nii-san? Nii-san meant brother so why was he calling…

"No…" Allen muttered. Shaking his head incessantly, he stepped backwards. An image of him and Kanda playing with butterflies in the garden. No. Kanda reading him a book. No. It could not be. Him vowing that he would always protect Kanda when Kanda had gotten injured. There was no way! There was no way that…

A small tear slipped down Allen's face.

There was absolutely no way that they could be brothers.


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