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I just wanted people to know I'm going to update irregularly. I'll update when I have inspiration. Please review. Criticism is accepted but just flaming is not. I'm ignoring flames. Ideas for the chapters as I go are welcome. Allen's name will stay Allen though.

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Disclaimer: I never will own D. Gray Man nor will I claim too.

Recap:

No matter how many people still loved her within the order (however small or big the group could be), it wasn't enough anymore. To know that they could and possibly would turn on her with mere charges, that were really only speculations from the fact that she had controlled the Ark, from a superior to them as exorcists, was completely appalling.

So this is what happened...

Allen was lying on her bed staring at the ceiling. Link sat in a chair on the other side of the small room, reading.

The girl was thinking about her life and how she had managed to not become some sort of psychopath. After all, turning the first person to have ever loved you into a monster and then having to kill him all over again was traumatic. Then there were the years she'd spent with Master Cross. That drinking, smoking, pervert had dragged her all around the world and back, sharing a room almost every time they stayed at a hotel, and made her collect money to pay off his debts.

Somehow she'd managed to come out of that almost completely sane and a virgin.

Sure, she had a dark side that came out when she gambled.

Yes, she'd been scared for life.

And most of all, she'd come out of it an exorcist.

Except now, she'd seen the true nature of humanity.

It was cruel and unforgiving. There were few humans that actually looked past what others had said to try and determine the truth. Her situation had proved it all right. The fact that she'd been abandoned as a child should've told her something. She'd ignored the truth, though, for hope that she'd find the one place where everyone would accept her.

Mana had accepted her. Cross had, too. He didn't care about her arm. He just cared about the fact on weather she could be useful to him or not. Mana had loved her and cared for her and had given her the cursed eye in hopes that she would care for the akuma. That she would set them free.

She became an exorcist so Mana would be proud of her. Her right hand existed for the people and her left for the akuma after all.

Now she was thinking about the existence of the akuma and the Earl. Yes, they did do some good. They got rid of some of the worst humans out there but they did kill innocent people in the process. The akuma were also in pain though too. They didn't want to kill. But they had to.

Then there were the Noah.

They only showed up in the turning points of history. They were humans created to help world order. After all they were born in the original Noah's Ark. There were 14 different aspects of the world and each Noah represented one. They all had different powers. They only shared one and that one was to control the akuma.

Their technical 'father' had created them so they world keep the world good and pure and to help God. Their images had become slightly twisted over the years.

The exorcists were created to fight the Earl, destroy the akuma and set their souls free. Then, they went corrupt. Leverrier had been corrupted with the power he'd been given by the Pope. Humanity had been corrupted all over. With power and money all of the righteous ideas humanity liked to think about was almost complete and utter bullshit.

But that wasn't exactly the point. No. The point was that the Exorcists, the so-called Disciples of God, were corrupted too. That they turned on their comrades when they claimed that they'd never do that.

That was the last straw that broke the camel's back for Allen.

'I'm leaving,' she thought. 'I'm leaving and never coming back.'