BBS here! I just couldn't stay away from writing this fanfiction because the ending will be explosive (I hope)! I already have everyone's fates in mind MUAHAHAHA *TEASING* But I estimate this fiction will take about 20-25 chapters to complete. :) Unless I get carried away…which is more than likely.
ALSO: At the end of this chapter, please read my additional author's notes, I really need your opinions.
000
Lavi grinned and led Allen inside—he could pick up his mess later.
"Hey Allen, we haven't given you anything yet right?" Lavi questioned.
"What do you mean by that?"Allen asked cautiously.
"Haha don't look so frightened! I meant did anyone hand you any weapons?"
"No."
"Ah, well follow me then. I'm sure Kanda and Lenalee won't mind if we make a trip to headquarters."
Allen felt a little more than nervous to be out on the streets again, but then again, he'd just seen what Lavi could do to protect themselves.
"Is it far away from here?"
"Hmmm not too much I suppose, but I guess since you're a fast runner you can handle it?"
"I guess…"
"Oh hey, we should probably get you some shoes first though."
The two looked down at Allen's bare and sliced up feet. They were not partially bandaged thanks to Lenalee, but the blood was seeping through pretty quickly.
"And some new clothes." Lavi wrinkled his nose playfully while Allen frowned.
He had on his bloodstained not-so-white shirt and beige shorts with a cord of rope as a belt. He hadn't worn much anything else his entire life.
"Well I guess since all your stuff is over at HQ, you can borrow a few of my things. They'll probably be way too big on a short stack like you, but I guess it's better than nothing." Lavi chuckled.
Allen frowned but felt his lips twitch up into a small smile at Lavi's joviality.
000
It was begrudgingly true: Lavi's clothes WERE too big for him. Allen stared at his reflection in the mirror. After not eating properly for as long as he could remember, he'd grown quite thin. He hadn't seen himself in much more than ponds and store windows until now.
He DID look like a bean sprout.
"Damn it…" Allen cursed at his meager appearances before stepping out in some of Lavi's clothes.
He had on a deep green sweater that looked more like a blanket, black slacks that barely fit, and black combat boots that were surprisingly snug.
Well, at least now he knew that when someone lost weight, their shoe sizes stayed the same.
"Wow you have big feet." Lavi laughed.
"Wow you have TINY feet." Allen countered with a glare.
The two were silent for a while before Lavi burst into laughter again and Allen couldn't stop himself from smiling wildly.
"Anyways. Besides the fact that you look like a hobo with an amazing sense of style, we should leave."
"I think you mean a hobo with a HORRIBLE sense of style." Allen corrected as they began walking out the door.
"Hey hey, I technically own all the clothes on your body. I could easily take them back whenever I wanted." Lavi smirked evilly before Allen smacked him across the head.
"You wouldn't dare." He hissed.
"Ow okay! Geez, you've been hanging around Lenalee more than I thought." Lavi rubbed the back of his head.
The two walked in silence for a few minutes until they reached a dark tunnel in the middle of nowhere.
"Where are we?"
"The tunnel."
"Tunnel? We're walking through that?"
"Yup."
"Are you kidding me? It's dark in there!"
"So?"
"And it looks like it's a mile long!"
"That's what she said!"(1)
"Oh shut it! I'm serious!"
"Just trust me on this; I got it, I got it!" Lavi reassured as he walked into the mouth of the tunnel.
Allen didn't budge.
"Aww does the Short Stack want to hold hands?" Lavi teased with a wink.
An indignant blush arose on Allen's cheeks before he rolled his eyes and followed Lavi into the tunnel.
000
They had been walking for what seemed like forever.
It was pitch black, darker than night and all that could be heard was the eerie sound of water slowly dripping from the ceiling to small puddle on the tunnel floor.
It felt like Allen was walking alone, he could barely hear Lavi and most definitely couldn't see him.
"L-Lavi?" he called out.
No answer.
"Lavi?" Allen called louder.
"La—MMPH!" Allen panicked, immediately flipped around and punched whoever had grabbed his shoulders and covered his mouth.
"Ow!" came a groan.
"Lavi?" Allen whispered fretfully.
"Damn you pack a hard punch for a midget." Lavi groaned.
"Why didn't you answer me?" Allen demanded.
"It was funny to see you get scar—ow!" Poor Lavi had been punched again in the same spot.
"You…you jerk! I thought you left me!" Allen tried not to cry angry tears.
He hated the feeling of being abandoned.
"Hey, I was just fooling around alright?" Lavi explained.
Allen just kept walking.
Lavi quickly ran after him and grabbed his arm.
"Hey hey, feisty aren't you?"
Even though it was dark, Lavi knew Allen was glaring.
"I meant that I'm sorry." Lavi sighed.
Sorry you can't take a joke.
Lavi smiled at the small joke inside his head.
"Let's…Let's just get out of here." Allen mumbled.
"Sure thing!" Lavi chirped, grabbing Allen's arm and heading for the end of the tunnel.
Allen silently followed until they reached a portion of the tunnel that was illuminated by torches.
"Why are there torches here?"
"Oh, so we wouldn't get lost. This part of the tunnel's pretty tricky." Lavi elucidated.
There were twists and turns that only Lavi seemed to sense as they weaved in and out of the pathway.
Finally, Lavi stopped (Allen promptly bumping into him) and felt around a wall with his gloved hands before he smiled to himself.
"Gotcha!" And pushed on the wall.
It opened.
Allen gaped dubiously at the white light that seeped through the door.
Was this really just another gang? Why was everything so secret? And strange?
"We're here!"
They were now in some bizarre looking white building. There were people in white lab coats walking to and fro, some of them acknowledging Lavi with a nod, and some Lavi smiled and teased as he walked by.
"Hey Reever, where's Komui?"
"He's in his office."
"Alright thanks!" Lavi turned to check if Allen was still there before continuing up winding staircases up to a man named Komui's office.
"Oh, and next time roughhouse somewhere else! You smashed half my office with your hammer last time!" Reever called aggregately, to which Lavi snickered.
"Anyways Allen." Lavi returned to looking at Allen—who had become quite awkward walking around a building he didn't know with people he didn't recognize.
"Komui's Lenalee's brother. He's a nutcase and goes crazy if he think someone's hitting on Lenalee. Trust me. I'd know. I do it all the time to piss him off." Lavi chuckled.
"Anyways," He continued again, "Komui's the head of this HQ. Actually, we have HQ's everywhere. Worldwide to be precise."
Allen's eyes widened in shock.
"What? How's that possible?"
Lavi shrugged.
"It just is I guess. This gang has been around for quite a long time Allen. We're more…developed than other gangs you'd see on the street. We have highly skilled scientists that either hold grudges against the Noah, or want to study more than just what college textbooks give them. We have customizable weapons as well as uniforms. We know our way around most everywhere and you could say that we're more technologically advanced than some. Call it organized crime if you will." The redhead passed off nonchalantly.
Allen just listened quietly, letting it all set in.
"OI, KOMUI." Lavi shouted while knocking on the door.
A sigh could be heard from the other side before it opened to reveal a man with glasses, a strange looking hat, a tall physique and an exasperated smile.
"Lavi, no need to yell! And you must be Allen, nice to meet you."
Allen shyly shook hands with the much taller man. He wasn't used to shaking hands, much less greeting a stranger.
"Come on in guys, come on in." Komui gestured for them to enter the room.
Allen and Lavi sat down on two chairs facing a messy desk piled high with papers while Komui sat on the other side, in his own chair.
"So, Allen. My Lenalee's reported that you're quite the runner."
"Well, she hasn't seen me run yet, but I guess I'm not bad at it." Allen blurted.
"Ah, well no matter. You're already in our books. Anyways, where are you from?"
"I…I don't remember." Allen answered honestly.
"I see…"
"The kid also packs a damn good punch." Lavi added while he elbowed Allen playfully.
"Well. I trust Lavi and Lenalee have already told you a good deal of what we do here."
Allen nodded.
"Well, to elaborate, I must first of all say that what you have been inducted into isn't bulletproof. And by that I mean that you are risking a great deal by being a part of our organization. We are known on a wide scale throughout the world. You would think that since we cause heavy damage and a lot of trouble we would be arrested or something of the sort.
But here's the catch—the world needs people like us Allen. Without us, the Noah will run rampant and they will destroy the world we live in. So the government and other associations are basically powerless to do anything considering we duly provide them with the ultimate protection from one of the most powerful groups this world has ever seen."
Allen began to understand why such a big gang hadn't been caught yet. He would've asked questions, but waited for Komui to finish.
"I suppose you could call us a vigilante type group. We certainly take justice into our own hands and we have the technology to do it, so why not help save the world?" Komui chuckled.
"But again, I must warn you to be careful out there. The Noah are truly a power to contend with. They commit the most dastardly crimes and leave behind gruesome crime scenes. We have lost many lives in this quote on quote 'gang war'. It's been going on for as long as many can remember and has yet to end.
Not regrettably, since you already know about our organization, you can join us, be partially brainwashed, or be killed. I'm sensing you'll go for the first option."
Allen nodded.
"Anyhow, I think I've kept you two here for long enough. They've been waiting for you downstairs so we can get you fitted with some new uniforms and weaponry you might need."
Before anybody got up out of their seats, Allen quickly asked a question he had had since he'd seen Lavi earlier that afternoon.
"If you don't mind me asking…what exactly are the akuma?"
Komui propped his elbows on his desk before he answered.
"The akuma are technically what people could call the 'living dead'. They were once people like you and I until the Noah got a hold of them and attached a chip to the backs of their necks. The chips basically brainwash the people they are attached to, and we would assume kill them in the process. We're still trying to figure out why the people turn into akuma instead of dying thusly." (2)
"So…they're not human?"
"No. They are not. They do not have emotions or feelings, nor do they know what they're doing is wrong or right. They are simply empty, mindless minions and foot soldiers the Noah use to do their dirty work."
"But they were humans at some point."
"Yes. They were. But I will advise you Allen; do not let your emotions get in the way of what you must do. You are not a solo hero. There is no way to save people that are already gone. Their souls no longer exist in this world—only their empty shells of bodies. It's best if you just saw them as creatures."
Allen nodded and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
"Alright. Thank you." Allen murmured quietly as he and Lavi stood.
"Thanks Komui~" Lavi quipped with a grin.
"I'll see you guys later." Komui called after them with a half-smile.
"Okay short stack, so we're going to go downstairs so we can get you some clothes that fit your midget body. Then we'll get you some guns. Then we can go home."
Allen was peculiarly unaccustomed to calling something 'home', but agreed with a small nod.
000
For those of you who didn't get Lavi's remark, "That's what she said" is a saying used after someone says something that sounds like what "she", or a girl/lady/woman says before, during, or after sexual intercourse (Ex: Allen said, "It looks like it's a mile long!"). So yes—it was a dirty joke. Go Lavi!
Since this is a shockingly VAGUE alternate universe (I'm sorry for my lack of elaboration on these things), the akuma will be slightly changed to fit this world.
So this means that they actually look human, but have a grey-ish tone to their skin like the Noah do. They also have strange colored eyes ranging from yellow to red. Most are horribly disfigured. They cannot "evolve" since they're in human form. Some are just naturally stronger than others.
IMPORTANT:
I know I seem really roundabout in painting these settings, but that's because I WANTED you guys to imagine up a world of your own and have your own take on it.
But if a chapter entirely dedicated to a "guide" is needed so you can get a solid grip of MY version of their world, please review and ask. Otherwise I may not post an elaboration like I said above. If you think it's unnecessary and will take time from me actually writing this fic, review saying that you'd prefer NOT to have a "guide".
PLEASE REVIEW AND GIVE ME YOUR OPINION :D
