So here's chapter 3 of Misfortunate Trials! I'm on a roll! Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own –Man in any way, shape, or form

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After what seemed like forever to him, even though it was only about ten minutes, Lavi finally arrived at Gantrik.

"The old man could've at least told me where exactly he lived," Lavi said, looking around the village of identical-looking buildings. "Damn Panda."

Lavi continued to walk around, relying on luck to find his new home. He then started to hear a commotion taking place, so he turned to the source of the noise. He saw what looked like an angry mob of six men crowding around something and yelling.

"You dare ask for more!"

"Be glad that you get stuff anyway!"

"Just go back where you belong!"

Upon closer inspection, Lavi could see that they were around a child, beating him and yelling at him. He could hear the whimpers of pain from the boy, and started to get angry. Just as one of the men was about to land another punch, Lavi ran in and kicked the guy's arm, standing protectively in front of the kid.

"Ow! What the hell!" The man cradled his arm against his chest and glared daggers at him.

"What do you think you're doing? Leave the poor kid alone! He couldn't have done anything that bad!" Lavi continued staring the men down before he felt someone pulling on his pant leg.

"I-It's okay. It's my fault. I-I shouldn't have asked for extra sheets." Lavi looked down behind him at the kid on the ground who was giving a pained smile. He had some scratches and cuts, but the injuries didn't look too bad. He was a strange looking guy, with pure-white hair and a gnarly-looking scar running over his left eye. He also seemed to be small for his age, which Lavi guessed to be around 14. He was snapped out of his thoughts when the boy spoke again. "I-it's my fault…."

"Damn straight!"

Lavi glared back at the man who spoke, a feeling of wanting to punch the guy rising within him. Still, it was only his first day there and he didn't want to do anything drastic.

"Don't you think you've done enough? Just leave before I do something we're both gonna regret," Lavi said as calmly as he possibly could. And with that, the men parted ways, angrily muttering and cursing. He sighed, letting go of a breath he didn't know he was holding and turned around to help the kid up, but to his surprise, no one was behind him.

"He must've ran off when I wasn't looking," Lavi thought, putting his hands in his pockets and continuing his search for his grandpa's house. "I wonder what that was all about."

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Allen was now in the forest walking towards his home, slightly limping and holding on to the bags of necessities that would last him for the week. He felt bad for leaving the red-head without giving his thanks, but he didn't want him to get into any trouble on his account.

As soon as he arrived at the cabin, he grabbed the towel he left drying on the clothesline and walked towards the stream. He set the bags down and dipped the towel in the cool water so he could clean his injuries. They weren't too bad, the worst being the slight sprain on his ankle after he had first been pushed down by the men. After he finished, he grabbed his things and walked inside so he could bandage himself up. He looked at himself in the mirror on the wall and sighed.

"Looks like I have to fix these clothes again." He took them off before getting some bandages to wrap up his cuts and his ankle. When he was done, he put on the clothes he had left on the bed earlier that day since they were loose-fitting and wouldn't irritate his wounds as much.

"I should've known better than to ask for more when they're already forced to give me these things for free," he sadly said to himself, turning his head.

Looking out his window, he could see that it was still early afternoon, but the events of the day had left him pretty tired. Walking over to his bed, he lay down, shivering due to the fact that the sheets were still slightly damp.

"Just have to endure it for today. I'll clean tomorrow." And with that, he closed his eyes, but his thoughts kept on going to the red-haired boy from earlier. Allen had never seen such red hair before, along with an eye as emerald-green as his. His right eye was covered by an eye-patch though. He was somewhat curious as to what happened.

"He must be new here. No one here would ever stand up for me like that." Allen turned on his side to face the wall. "He'll change when he finds out about me though. They always do."

He began to feel sleep overcome him, despite that fact that it was still early.

"Still…..it was nice…to be protected like that." He fell asleep with a small smile on his face.

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To his luck, Lavi was able to find his new home. All he had to do was ask someone where the guy that looked like a panda lived, and he got directions right away. He was now standing in front of a building that looked identical to the ones around it.

"Let's just hope I'll remember where this is," he thought to himself, taking a quick mental note of the area so he'd be able to return if he ever left the house. He walked up and started to knock on the door. He waited, but no one answered, so he started to knock a little louder.

"Gramps! Hey Gramps!" He continually knocked on the door, pounding a little harder.

"Hey! It's me! Lavi! Open up!" He stopped, but no one was answering the door. He started to get frustrated and kicked at the door.

"YO PANDA!" And with that, the door immediately opened, slamming into him and causing him to fall backwards.

"You're late, idiot grandson!"

Lavi jumped back up to his feet, rubbing his now-injured nose. "That hurt! Why didn't you open up earlier!"

"I did not hear you."

Lavi clenched his fists and walked inside muttering, "Damn Panda."

As soon as he was inside, he sat down on the nearest couch and stretched out his body, relieved that he could finally rest.

"Hey, Gramps?"

"Make it quick. I'm busy."

"Yeah yeah. Just wondering, is this normally a violent town?"

The older man looked back at him with stern eyes. "What makes you say that?"

"Well, it's just that earlier, there were these people beating up some poor kid on the streets."

"Is that so? What did the kid look like?"

"Hmmmm, he was pretty strange-looking, with white hair and a weird scar on his face."

The old man sat down on a chair opposite of Lavi before replying. "Ah. That is Allen Walker. Do not worry yourself over him. It's not like they would kill him."

"I don't know. They seemed pretty serious," Lavi said, leaning over and resting his arms on his legs.

"Let me rephrase that. They would like to kill him, but they cannot."

"Huh? Whaddya mean?" Lavi asked, both confused and interested.

"Do not bother yourself with that boy. If you want to find out more, ask the villagers or the kid himself. Now, quit being lazy and get up. I have some things I need you to do for me."

"What! I just get here and you're already giving me chores! That's cold!" Lavi exclaimed, only to get smacked in the head.

"Be quiet! You are living in my house under my rules. Here's what I need you to do around the house." The old man handed a less-than-enthusiastic Lavi a long list of things needed to be done.

"Fine, fine," he replied scowling.

"Good. And when you're done with those, I need you to go to the forest just outside of town to pick up a few things for me." He handed Lavi another list.

"You sure do know how to make someone feel at home, you damn Panda," Lavi said, mumbling the last part, but it didn't go unnoticed by the older man and he got smacked in the head again."

"Ow!"

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Yay! Lavi saves Allen! Teehee~ And Bookman appears! And what might Lavi find when he goes into the forest? Hmmmmmm? Reviews please and I'll give you virtual cupcakes since I've run out of virtual cookie dough :D