Nayruu: Okay this is by far my most longest chapter ever. PLease review, and I dont own DGM.
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Mystic
Night Three
"The Earl is said to have raised all fourteen members of Mystic. No one knows why he chose them, though." –Lavi, Student of Black Order High
"Hey, Yu, how'd Allen taste like?" Lavi asked the man beside him.
Kanda licked his lips once more, and replied with, "Blood. It tastes sorta sweet, you know."
"What the heck? He tastes like blood? And he's what? Only fifteen!? How'd he get to taste like blood anyway?" Lavi exclaimed, making everyone stare at him. "Oops…"
"How do I know? They start tasting strange when they become tainted. That Moyashi is covered in blood, if you ask me." Kanda hissed.
"Really? Does he kill people for a living, then?" Lavi asked, surprised. The two boys were talking during lunch, and keeping their voice low.
"Why the heck are you still asking me?" Kanda demanded. "And why did you make me kiss him?"
"I was just curious, Yu! You know that you're…" he trailed off as Mugen was pressed against his neck.
"You say that in public, Baka Usagi," Kanda said, in a murderous voice, "And I will not hesitate to cut you into a million pieces."
Lavi pushed the blade away. "Okay, okay, Yu-Chan!"
He got punched in the face by Kanda. "And don't call me that!!"
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Allen walked around the school, patrolling the grounds. Black Order High had a record of its students beating each other up. He couldn't understand why. The Earl had given him a gun one day, and upon it were the roman number for 'Fourteen', along with a star. The Earl said that since he had acquired the Fourteenth seat, 'enemies' would be after him. He had seen them numerous times, strange, balloon-like things with skulls as faces. The Earl also said that he shouldn't use his left arm in public, so he was given the gun as protection against what the Earl wouldn't say.
"P-Please don't kill me!!" Allen heard a voice say.
He hurriedly turned the corner and saw the 'enemies' – five of them surrounding a boy and a girl. The men had a gun pointing out of their head. Allen quietly stalked up to them, removing the gun from his coat. He cocked it and pointed to the man who looked the strongest.
"Hey." He said, clicking the gun. The man's eyeballs rolled back to attempt to see what was behind his head. "Normally, Guardians would've disposed of you. Apparently…" He shot the other four, leaving their shrieking innards behind, "I have some questions for you."
The two students ran away when the monster's attention wasn't on them anymore. Allen watched them go, still pointing the gun at the man.
"Now, will you answer my questions?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
.The man only laughed, and Allen's eyes narrowed, and he shot off the man's arm. He yelled out in pain, and Allen asked once more, "Will you answer my questions?"
Feebly the man nodded.
"Alright. Who created you?" He asked. The man only shook his head.
"We are not 'darkness', or 'created,' rather, we are AKUMA." He replied.
"Fine. Why were you created, or came to?" Allen demanded, clicking the gun.
"Akuma are dead souls called back into the bodies of their loved ones. They become stronger the more they kill." The man replied.
"How do you call someone back?" Allen asked, raising an eyebrow, because this sounded like his past.
"Grief… Darkness calls… asks you if you wanted to bring them back… Darkness grants your wish… you die… loved one takes your skin… wears it… kills… if they kill a lot… they level… become stronger… AKUMA are known as the 'ultimate Assassains,' since no one can harm them unless they are special." The man feebly answered.
"What are you called?" Allen said.
"Akuma… Assassain..." The man sighed.
"Okay. Last question. What are you after?" Allen demanded.
The man hissed, "The Top Fourteen. We are after them. Cubes will help us… they will… you will die at our hands!!" The man laughed, and Allen's face hardened, and he shot the man in the forehead.
"Rest in peace," Allen whispered, a smug look on his face. "So, they wish to murder the game, Mystic, by annihilating the members? Figures, so what are the cubes for?" Allen pondered, continuing his patrol.
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"Yu-chaaaan!" Lavi cried, poking Kanda in the side.
"What, Baka?" Kanda demanded, looking up from his book.
"You understand that I can only see things people are hiding, right?" Lavi asked, smiling.
"Duh, Lavi." Kanda snorted.
"And you can only taste what people are hiding, right?" Lavi asked again, "So that means Rhode tastes like wax, since there are candles behind her in my view, but don't worry, I'm not going to make you kiss her." Lavi said, counting things on his fingers.
"What!? Where'd you get that, Usagi?!" Kanda demanded, jumping up.
Lavi said, closing his eye, "You know what that means, Yu-chan! I traded my left eye in for the Truth eye!" He flipped his eye patch up, and a glittering blue pupil stared back at him. Lavi grinned and flipped his patch back down. "It doesn't need to be seen to tell what people are hiding. It's really helpful, you know."
"Well, obviously. I've known you for about ten years of my life." Kanda snorted, looking away.
"And that means that I can reveal people's pasts!" Lavi exclaimed, smiling, "So, wanna find out Allen's past?"
Kanda twitched, abruptly standing up, and leaving the library, leaving Lavi there.
"Mufufu, He likes him for sure!" Lavi said, a smug look on his face. He went back to his room, and figured he could find out Allen's past if he could.
He closed his eyes and dove into the depths of memories, sorting between layers of thoughts.
-Flashback-
Lavi saw a small boy, around the age of five, walking around in the streets. He had ragged clothing, and he was apparently walking with one man.
"Mana…" He said quietly, clutching his hand.
The man looked down, towards the chocolate haired boy, "Yes, Allen?"
"What if you die? What should I do… then?" He asked quietly, closing his eyes.
Mana only chuckled, patting the mop of brown hair, "Don't worry, I'll be around as long as you still need me, Allen."
Lavi's eyes widened, didn't Allen have white hair? This Allen had brown hair…!
The image blurred, and it showed a black moon against the white sky. A boy was sitting on what seemed the black moon, idly shuffling a pack of cards. He had white hair and was wearing what looked like a black trench coat with lots of buckles to add effects. A scar was above his left eye, still tainted from blood. A pale knife flickered on the ground.
"Mana, why won't you let me die?" He asked, looking up into the sky. "You said you would be here as long as I needed you, and I still need you… why did you have to die, Mana? Why…" He closed his eyes and started crying, the tears erasing the blood on his cheeks.
Then Lavi caught a sight of the boy's left arm – blood red, like a massive deformity. On his pale right wrist were large gashes, on his arm.
A figure stepped into Allen's shadow, and he looked down to see a fat person.
"Who are you?" He demanded, looking down at the man.
"I am the Earl of Millennium. Don't you want a family, Allen Walker? I can give you that, and much more." He said, and Allen blinked. "A family? I still have one. But he's gone." He said, lowering his eyes. He took the Earl's outstretched hand.
Lavi wanted to follow, but something snapped in his mind.
"Urgh…" he said, clutching his covered eye.
The redheaded man woke up back in his room, upon his bed. He felt something wet trickle down his face, and he touched the liquid, and took it away to see blood.
"Huh, I'm bleeding? That hasn't happened to my eye before…" he muttered, getting a washcloth.
After stuffing some tissues to the insides of his eye patch, he went outside.
Lavi had went through a couple of scenes from Allen's mysterious life, but he still wanted to know why the Earl had adopted him, and why his eye had started bleeding. While he was delving into the boy's past, he had slept through the night.
He memorized where the canteen was, and he went to the principal to get his schedule, with a map just in case.
Lavi passed by a classroom marked, "G-1", and inside was a white haired boy looking over a book, with a bored expression. He had one arm propping his head up while the other flicked a pen. He caught a sight of a red arm, and Allen gasped, noticing Lavi in the window. He hurriedly pulled down the sleeve, and glared at the man, who had left.
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"Allen-san, is anything the matter?" The woman asked, looking back at her private pupil.
"Ah, no, Miranda, please, go on." Allen said, looking back up to the blackboard, and he started copying down the notes.
"Homework," Miranda said, pointing to the blackboard, where some assignments were written in pale blue chalk. "Due tomorrow. It isn't that hard, is it?" Miranda asked nervously.
Allen shook his head, smiling. "No, it isn't. Thank you, Miranda. I really appreciate it. Many people wouldn't've liked to teach me."
Miranda actually cracked a smile. "Really, Allen-san? Thank you! No one's said that to me before!"
He still had a smile on his face when he left the room, leaving his personal tutor behind. Allen made his way to his room, and there he started his homework.
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"Aah…" Allen got up and stretched. He glanced at the clock. 4:54, huh so he had finished his homework in less then two hours. He neatly stacked his books in a pile, and looked outside. The sun was glowing orange, turning the sky pink. He gave a smile; he wouldn't be late tonight.
He grabbed his coat – a black trench, and pulled it on over his dress shirt and vest. Allen tugged on his shoes with the black pants to match, and leaped out of the window.
He landed like a cat, and quietly but swiftly ran out of the school boundaries, jumping the ten foot hedge, to where Rhode and the others were waiting for him.
Tyki clicked something in his hand, looking at the item. He whistled. "Fifteen seconds. A new record, Allen."
The praised boy grinned, "It would've taken me longer if I had went out of my room and stalked from the front doors."
"So that meant you had to jump out of the fifth story window?" Skin demanded, licking a lollypop.
Allen rolled his eyes. "Yes, I had to jump out of the fifth story window. What else would you suspect?" He tossed a bag of rock candy towards the sweet-loving man, who cracked his lollypop, tossed the stick aside, and dove into the bag.
"Tch, Skin! Not giving Allen-tan a good welcome…" Rhode spat, hugging the boy around the shoulders from behind. "Let's go! The Earl'll kill us if we're late!"
She dragged everyone across the field, towards the rich district of town.
"Ah, Rhode, We're gonna fall!!" Jasdero cried, as he and Debito fell to the ground, in a heap. Lulubell only walked over them, saying, "You should get up. The Earl wouldn't be happy if you were late."
Tyki muttered something, and he said, "I think there's another person who wants to compete."
"Who, Kanda?" Allen asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No, Him." Tyki pointed towards a huge crowd of (weak, in Allen's opinion,) men. They were crowding around a sign, writing their names down.
"Hey! Let me write mine next!" One cried.
"Ah, stow it, straw! You probably won't even make it!" one burly looking man pushed the first to the ground.
"Neither will you." Rhode whispered, making everyone crack up.
The group turned around, and saw the eight teens (Well, not sure about Lulubell Heheh…) laughing at them.
"What do you want?" The man demanded, glaring at them.
The group merely passed them, going past the gates, and into the mansion.
"Wh-what? They just went right through the gates! And they didn't even sign in!!" The man exclaimed, shuddering.
"Maybe they are The Earl's 'Children', whatever that means." One suggested.
"Or they were contestants too lazy to submit and they're going to their deaths?" another chimed.
"Whatever, that's probably the last we'll see of them." The man said, turning around, writing his name in the paper, and left. Oh, how wrong he was.
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"Welcome, my siblings." The Earl greeted the eight who had just come in.
"Hey, Rhode!" a man at the far side of the table waved.
"Sheryl!!" Rhode exclaimed, running towards the man.
"Rhode! You can't sit there!" Debito called. "You have to sit by Allen, that's what number you're at!"
Rhode pouted. "That stinks. Right, Earl?" She looked up.
The Earl shook his head, grinning all the while. "Um, Not so sure."
Rhode threw her arms up. She puffed her cheeks out in a childish way and exclaimed, "AWWWWWWW THIS STINKS!!"
Allen chuckled.
"Now," The Earl started, "I have the list of people wishing to compete. There are a couple who had tried out last year, but failed. Of course, being the good sportsman I am, I allowed them to try again, but they only get three chances. If they try out a fourth time, I send someone to kill them. This year…" He looked at another list. "Is Rhode."
"Yes!!" She exclaimed, punching the air.
Everyone else groaned.
"Okay…" The Earl stated, looking at the list of members. "Of course, I will send No. 1. to test the new ones out. All of you are welcome to watch." He said.
Sheryl got up. "I guess that's me." And he left the room.
Allen looked at the list. "Neh, Kanda Yu, Lavi, and Linali Li are trying out. Aren't they the new students at our school, Rhode?" He asked, glancing up.
"Yeah, I hope the girl doesn't die – I want her to be my friend…" She trailed off.
"Okay… How about you, Tyki?" Allen asked.
"The spitfire one seems amusing." Tyki mused.
"What about you, Fourteenth?" the Earl asked.
Allen pursed his lips. "The Japanese one – Yu Kanda, well, I have a strange feeling about him, like he's going to unravel Mystic's secrets."
"We cannot allow that." The Earl said, surprised. "Be careful around him. Remember, the trials start in three months."
"That's when school's out." Allen automatically said.
"That means no homework!!" Rhode exclaimed. "I'm already swamped in homework. You, Tyki?" She asked, looking at the man beside her.
"Err… I didn't do it at all." Tyki scratched his head. The two looked at Allen with pleading eyes. "ALLEN, HELP!!"
The boy only grinned a sheepish smile. "It's your homework, you take responsibility. It was your fault you tried out for the General Rank."
"It wasn't us, it was Earl!" She pointed to the man at the head of the table, who raised his hands in surrender. "I was trying to make you look out for each other!!"
Allen groaned and slammed his head against the table. "Urrgghh…" He moaned, annoyed.
"Rhode picked the list up. "Hey, there are girls trying out, too!"
She got a slap to the head by Tyki. "Well, obviously."
The list fluttered to the ground, where a list of names could be read.
Suman Dark
Ein Retan
Sean Suter
Hikari Raki
Clare Rabon
Mirai Kaki
Yuri Moto
Tsuba Tanti
Edward Carlsie
Francis Ment
Akane Karmenta
Minamoto Michiko
Aelic Carinta
Daniel Yun
Tamaki Moto
Kesanai Shiboo
Ren Kakaina
Kerido Matsui
Kiri Natsu
Micheal Richerd
Janet Jonathon
Kanda Yu
Lavi
Linali Li
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Nayruu: Errm... I added 'Akuma' into the story... I have no clue why. But this time they are allied with the 'cubes' hehe.. -shrugs- the 'cubes', obviously... are Innocence, but idk what they're doing in my story. Lol.
Allen: Wow, that's a list...
Nayruu: I was too lazy to make up all 200 names.
Allen: two hundered?
Nayruu: Yeah. YOu know how many people try out for Mystic every year?
Allen: Uh, no, not actually. I don't really watch the fights and normally no one gets to me before they're defeated.
Nayruu: Im not telling the Numbers of the people, just that Sheryl is No. 1. and Allen is No. 14. Review? And I dont own DGM.