D.A: Well, I was attack by what some call the plot bunny and just had to write the next chapter.
Allen: Plot Bunny. Is that something you can eat?
D.A: I don't think so...? *sweatdrops*
Kanda: leave to the Moyashi to think you can eat a plot bunny. Che, Baka.
Allen:*Angry* IT'S A-L-L-E-N, Bakanda.
Kanda: Like I care. *glares*
D.A: Before they get start fighting I'll say that the characters, terms, and all things other than the plot, oc's, and ooc-ness belongs to the creator of DMG.
Chapter 2
"I asked, what is your name?"
Coming out of his dazed state, Allen stuttered,"A-Allen."
With the turning up of the right side of his lips the dark Neku appeared to have smirked. He listened to the soft , delicate voice that emanated from the smaller Neku. Allen's voice reminded him of the soft flutters a butterflies wings make; seemingly soft and delicate with a strong beat but so very frail and easily broken.
The dark Neku found that he would enjoy listening to this small Neku talk but didn't miss how his voice was laced with obvious anxiety.
Noticing the small Neku tense the dark Neku's smirk disappeared as the geared man who he had witnessed make contact with Allen earlier entered into the cell. Turning around to look at the group behind him the man nodded to his teammates. Slowly turning back to the still tied Neku and as calmly as possibly uncovered his hands. Stowing the protective gloves away he positioned his hands in front of him hand up showing that he meant no harm.
Cautiously he began to approach keeping his hands in view.
The dark Neku kept his eyes trained on the white-coat, ears raised in full attention rotating as the man slowly made his way behind closer and closer to the dark one, the white-coat slowly bent down and started reaching a hand out.
After the many years of Allen being trapped in the facility he knew the white-coat who was trying to placate the dark Neku enough so that he could untie him. If Allen remembered correctly the man was name John Gil but everyone just called him Jonny. He was one of the kinder white-coats that as far as Allen knew refused to test on the Neku; Instead, he helped heal them and even designed many of the outfits they were allowed to wear.
As Allen was watching Jonny's attempted at untying the Neku it happened in an instant. Jonny's fingers had just barely touched the ropes when the Neku turned so fast Allen did not see it until it was too late. The dark Neku had flipped around and sunk his fangs hilt deep into the poor man's hand.
In the next moment dead silence had control of the container as the shock continued; Then a squeak of pain escaped Jonny's mouth which seemed to be all the provocation the rest of the room needed to snap them out of their daze.
Wide eyed, Allen couldn't look away as two more of the geared up white-coats came crashing into the room to help their unfortunate co-worker. The dark Neku continued to keep his mouth clamped shut even as the two towering men advance on them ready to fight him for showing such grotesque brutality to a superior.
Quickly the Neku jumped back landing in a crouching position readying himself for the next attack. Both geared men charged him and were just as fast to be sent flying away as the Neku round-house kicked them. They hit the wall in front of the door and sunk down to the ground with the wind knocked out of them.
While the first white-coat slowly made his way away from the fight careful not to put any pressure on the bitten appendage. Making through the door barely missing being hit by the flying men he was pushed aside to allow the last two men to enter.
Letting the last two white-coats enter he then started tackling, biting, hissing, and get a small amount of revenge for all the pain that they had cause all Neku to suffer through.
Allen was amazed to see that the other Neku had no trouble at all moving around and pumbling the men. He moved as if he wasn't constrain by ropes and Allen wondered that if he wasn't how much better could he would be able to move around and fight. As of now the two men were barely able to stand when Allen felt a slight wave of jealousy. But he soon forgot about it when he saw the item that one of the geared men held in his hand.
A small vial of liquid that sent shivers to Allen's very core as if Death himself had a hold of him. The liquid looked like a most sedatives would look with a yellowish clear color but he knew better.
The men then connected to the top a small injector, where the evil vial now had a syringe needle on one end. If he didn't do some thing soon the dark Neku would be in trouble.
"P-Please."
No one even glanced in Allen's direction as his voice was barely audible with the fear he felt for the other. Allen saw that the white-coat was getting closer to the dark Neku, and he stilled his nerves. "PL-PLEASE-E D-DON'T?!"
Everything was quiet. Allen opened his eyes, even though he didn't know he had closed them, to see that everyone in the room was looking at him.
"Please don't? I-I'll untie him?" Allen asked more than stated.
The white-coats stared at Allen then glanced at the other. Finally, one by one they nodded and left pulling the two men by the door out with them, the one white-coat slipping the vial of liquid back into his pocket.
Giving Allen one last glance before he left the room was Jonny, the man that had first gotten bit by the dark Neku. He gave Allen a pitied looked before locking the bolt door.
"Why did you help me?!" It was more a demand than a question, which made Allen flinch in fear.
Looking down at his cot Allen glanced up at the dark Neku and back down to his cot. "H-he...um... They-y w-were goin-ng t-to h-hurt-t you. He h-had 'it'."
"What is 'it'?" This time it sounded almost like a question.
" 'It' is something-g they inject int-to you. It makes-s you f-feel like ther-re's boiling liquid in-n your-r veins and you can't-t get enough air and then..a-and t-then.." Between Allen's stuttered response and his fear of being put through that again he couldn't continue.
The dark Neku did not press the smaller Neku further as Allen began to hyperventilate, but after a few minutes calmed down. Looking into his now clouded eyes the Neku could tell he was reliving whatever had happened before to terrify him to such a degree of 'it'.
'It' was a liquid mixture of poisons that weren't lethal in small amounts. The white-coats used it to punish the Neku or when they were out of control. Out of boredom some of the white-coats had created a game out of it by selecting random defectives and betting which one of them could last longer before succumbing the pain and passing out.
Sadly, Allen had been selected for one of these games. All he remembered about before they had injected him was that there were three other Neku.
One of them he had even known, his name had been Lavi. The other two were either new to the facility or were house in a different block. Then, Allen remembered that one of the white-coats had stepped up with the syringe.
Injecting the liquid into each of them was easy for the man as they were tied down to the test tables with the straps that lined each of the sides. Allen could smell the alcohol coming from the man as he stepped up next to him and injected him.
After that all Allen can remember was the pain of his blood boiling, not being able to get enough air, and then coughing. The coughing was the worst part because he couldn't stop. Allen didn't know how long he had been strapped in and with the coughing it made it feel like forever.
Allen coughed so much he began coughing up blood, and then right before everything went black he saw Lavi. He wasn't fairing much better but Allen could have swore that the Neku gave him a wink.
When Allen awoke he was back inside of his cell with some bandages wrapped around his arms and legs from pulling against the straps on the test tables. And a tube of blood for a transfusion.
After that Allen could only fall back into a sleep like state as his body recovered waking only once after when Jonny came to change the sheets.
It wasn't until a month later that he heard some of the white-coats gossiping on his way to get a check-up that he found out the other Neku were all dead. The guy who had given them the poison had been a little too drunk that night. He had given each Neku double the amount allowed and Allen had somehow survived.
Making him the center of attention of the white-coats new interest with why he was a the only one to survive when his immune system was compromised.
Once the upper-level white-coats heard about what the man had done, the games had been suspended and the guy fired. The uppers didn't want the Neku to be wasted and killed by some petty poison games, instead they were to be studied, fixed, and sent back out into the world to make money for the company.
Allen was suddenly brought out of his dazed state when he felt pain go through his left ear. Pulling away from the pain, Allen looked up to find that the dark Neku had bitten his ear to get his attention.
"Nya?!"
Allen freaked out a little when he couldn't remember how the Neku had gotten so close or when.
"Che. What's with that scared squeak. Are you still a in diapers or something." The Neku stared at Allen having bit him because he could not stand to see his face pained by whatever memory he had recalled. "By the way weren't you going to take these ropes off me..?"
Allen finally recalled why the Neku was so close now but not when he had gotten there. "Oh, s-sorry. Please turn around."
When the Neku turned Allen decided that it would be easier to untie the ropes if he were to sit up. So, Allen pushed his body up to the point he was leaning mostly on his left side. He then moved his left leg off the side of the cot bring more weight onto that side. Now with his free right hand Allen grab his right leg and pulled it to the same position as his left.
After he was done with that Allen turned to the ropes and began untying them.
Both Neku had fallen into an awkward silence that Allen hoped would stay because he didn't know what to think about his roommate. From what Allen had seen of him.
He had long hair that settled around his waist and reminded Allen of a moonless night for how dark it was. Unfortunately it was a tangled mess from neglect. His ears and tail were a bit big for most Neku but seemed to suit him, as they also matched the color of his hair. His eyes that Allen had originally thought were the same color were, now on closer inspection, a dark cobalt blue. They reminded him of a cats eye marble that he had found that was the same color. Even now he kept that same marble hidden on a string around his neck.
"Kanda. My name is Yu Kanda"
And the silence was broken only by that one sentence.
Well, This is the NEW and EDITED version. Sorry to the people who wanted to read or liked the original.
Allen: Well, that was awkward and why do I have more problems in this tory than in others?
D.A: Because I wanted you to be different than you normally are. Why? Is that a problem?
Allen: I guess not but WHY me? And where did Bakanda go? *looks left and right for Kanda*
D.A: I don't know where Kanda went but let's rap up for today, okay.
Allen: Right, Guest readers please leave us a review so that we'll have the courage to continue to write this story for everyone. Hope ya'll have a Good Day or Night.
