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Guest, for your suggestion, do you mean Lenalee fight Allen or fight with him?
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I noticed that in most Fanfictions related to The 14th, it's where Allen either sort of loses it, gets tortured, or perhaps just coexists with Neah with no side affects. Soooo~ I decided to make this one where Allen has a somewhat peaceful relationship with Neah, yet he's still out of it, darker personality, etc.
And dear God, I swear I'm scared of Timcanpy. What I thought were stubs are hands! It's in the manga, where Allen saves a little girl, with some help from the Thirds, And where Allen says "You're Welcome". Please, pleasepleaseplease tell me I'm not hallucinating! Please!
Okay, on with the story! (I had to get all of that out of my system) And I'll make the story longer since you had to put up with that ^.
Chaoji gathered his thoughts, and past the pain, he saw Allen – No, not Allen, The 14th, a Noah! – walk off, obviously in high spirits. He looked up and saw the other Noah, who he now remembered was called "Tyki", was standing there, stunned.
Tyki seemed to regain his thoughts as well, because he looked down to the trampled-on cigarette and pouted… pouted? …Pouted as he reached in his pocket to pull out another cigarette, only to come upon a startling, not to mention frustrating, confusing, irritating, annoying, and oh, did I mention, frustrating realization. His. Cigarettes. Were. Completely. Out. Now he was pissed.
Should Kanda see his expression, it would make even him think Hell froze over and run away with his tail between his legs. (Not that he probably doesn't already think that Hell froze over.)
A poor Finder who was only holding back an Akuma happened to look over and see somebody laughing in a way that was somehow cute yet merciless. Cute because he looked so happy. Merciless because… there was a bloody mess of what had been Levvie in front of his feet. (A/N: I'm sure you know who it is. If not~ His name starts with A~ Oh my I'm starting to feel sadistic myself.) Said Finder then proceeded to faint.
A poor Road happened to be passing by when she saw her precious Allen beating the shit out of a certain Levvie. She then proceeded to glomp him.
Allen smirked joyfully down at the body, previously known at Leverrier. Sure, he was still alive, but that didn't mean that Allen was done with him yet. So far he had three broken ribs, a bloodied nose, a black eye, a shattered bone in his leg, and many, many, gaping wounds and cuts.
Allen had been planning on ending his life, thinking that he would fit better rotting in Hell, when he felt something tackle him to the ground. He grunted as the breath was knocked out of him, and when he opened his eyes (When had he closed them?), he came face to face with the second most irritating Noah. Road. (The first being Jasdevi. They're obsessed with the debts.)
"Road, Can you please get off of me?" Sure, he may be acting well and dandy, but that was only because of the fact that he had a high pain tolerance. He was pretty sure that Leverrier wasn't the only one who had a few gaping wounds, thanks to said person. That thought alone made him want to reach out and strangle the roach. After all, if you don't kill the main source, the roaches will only infest from there. He, for one, wanted to get rid of the source to most of his troubles.
"Aw, but you're so cute close up!" Road pouted, but got up anyways, allowing Allen his space. Mind you, he liked his space. Not that he was going to get it very often.
'Wow… Allen sure has changed! His sadism even gives me the chills!' Road giggled, seemingly at nothing.
If Allen had any less dignity, he would have facepalmed then and there. "Hey, where's Tyki? Wasn't he supposed to be with you?" He snapped out of his daze, courtesy of her question.
"Yes, well, he seemed to become engrossed in the wall that I had originally been standing in front of." Allen found himself smirking at the thought.
Allen wasn't the only one who found that amusing, Road was currently picturing that in her head and fighting back a wave of giggles, which completely failed, might I add.
"Oi… didn't Tyki say something about reporting back to the Earl?" Allen raised an eyebrow in question.
"Where's the fun in that? Last time I checked you were beating this Central bug to a pulp." Again, that pout. "W-well yes but…" Allen sighed. He actually sounded like his old self, save for the fact that their center of conversation consisted of two Noahs talking about sadism.
Road smiled, knowing she was on the winning end of the conversation. What Road Kamelot wanted, Road Kamelot got. She grabbed Allen's hand and led (dragged) him off, completely forgetting about the bloody pile of Levvie.
Kanda dusted off his hands and glared down at the fallen Noah of Bonds. Che, they asked for it. No way in Hell would he ever cut off his hair. Wait, hadn't he been over this conversation already with the Moyashi? Che, whatever. He proceeded to stalk off to find some other weakling to beat, preferably said Beansprout or maybe a level Three or Four.
Lenalee gasped for air from her spot. She had finally, after trial and error, managed to defeat the Level Four. But she could do a victory dance later, there were still plenty of rivals left. About two thirds of the Akuma had been beaten, but so far there had been no Noah deaths as far as she knew.
That was good, yet bad.
No dead Noah, meant more could continue killing. Yet, no deaths also meant that Allen wasn't dead. He was, after all, probably going to be considered a traitor, as much as it hurt her.
She snapped out of her thoughts forcefully. She couldn't mope about a teammate's loss in the middle of a full-out war!
Shoving those last thoughts aside, she rose (A/N: Flew, rose, walked, whatever you call it! Can't she just walk or run like normal people?) and dashed off, in search of the next Akuma/Noah.
Somewhere among the streets of London, a certain Blonde with glasses raised his head. "So that's where Allen Walker is, hmm? I wonder what he might be doing back at the Black Order. No matter, I can fix that later." He ignored the stares of the ignorant humans who thought he was probably insane and continued on his merry way.
To say Tyki was pissed off would be an understatement. He needed a breather, only problem was, his "breather" consisted of cigarettes and poker… Dammit he was thinking about it again! Any Finder (So far he hadn't come across any Exorcists) or even Akuma he crossed ended up dead or dieing. Couldn't the Earl just snatch Allen or whatever and then let him get the hell out of here? If he was going to be forced to stay in here a minute later, he was going to snap. And you do not want Tyki Mikk, Third Apostle, Joido, the Noah of Pleasure, to snap. (A/N: We know how that ended..)
He was a few seconds away from going over to a wall and slamming his head repeatedly against it when his eyes landed on Leverrier. He paused, and for a moment doubted this was Allen's handiwork. But nope, same slashes as Crowned Clown would make, same style of destruction. He almost felt bad for the roach. Almost. Thankfully this had seemed to take his mind off of his current problem, so he spent the next few minutes observing every scratch he could see, just for the hell of it.
Wisely sat cross-legged next to the Earl, a look that could only be described as satisfied on his face. Sheryl, in his desperation to find Road, saw this and paused, an anger tick mark appearing on his head. "You're a Noah, and you're just sitting there?!" Wisely shrugged. "I don't fight. Haven't we been over this already? By the way, Road's searching for Allen and probably got interested in a fight" Sheryl paled at the news of Road searching for Allen and ran off.
If Kanda had seen this, he would have considered Komui's Sister-complex a simple overreaction.
The number of Akuma began to decrease, slowly but surely. As that happened, the Noah Clan also slowly retreated, having grown bored or completed their part of the mission. Tyki by now had also retreated, and was fidgety, to say the least. He glared at anybody who shot him a questioning look. That shut them up.
"Road, we should get going." Allen tugged on Road's wrist, who in response frowned down at her latest and probably last victim. Allen had long ago grown bored, but decided to let Road have her fun. It was either a Finder or him. He liked his body without gaping holes from candles, thank you very much.
Road sighed, "Fine… the Millennium Earl is about to retreat, anyhow. Nice playing with you, Finder!" A quick scream, then silence. Allen pitied the Finder, but not as much as Road's first few victims. They were a lot worse off.
Allen turned and started on his way to the Earl, Road right beside him. He took in the blood everywhere, in the halls, on the floors, pillars, windows, everywhere. He felt glad that he wasn't having to stay here any longer, he would have had to help clean that up.
Allen paid no heed to the fact that Road was singing her traditional melody. In fact, he found himself enjoying the song. He never really had a chance to stop and listen to the tune itself, he had been too shocked at the time of General Yeegar's death.
Over time, he became aware of someone following them. He honestly didn't care at first, since he wasn't being directly attacked, but now it was becoming something short of a nuisance. If the damned person was going to attack, then he or she should attack already!
Plus, it's not like they would actually gain anything out of listening to humming or random chit-chat. Unless said person just so happened to be so stupid that they thought everything was a joke. Or those lunatic people that you would see making ghost parodies or trying to hunt for treasure.
But those types of people didn't actually work here, did they? Actually… they did.
Komui. Bak Chan. Enough said, no? He could imagine them doing that… what a scary thought, indeed.
Enough of his mental ranting sessions, though.
Amusing as it was, eventually all things had to end. He stopped walking, earning a questioning glance from Road, though she probably already knew of the person. Well, no, that person would already be skewered from candles.
He took a deep breath before turning around, making it quite obvious that the person in question had just been found out.
Said person stepped out of the shadows, the outfit making it clear that the person was an Exorcist. His eyes narrowed when he saw just who it was.
Ooh, random cliff-hanger. Sorry, it's getting a little late for my time and I appreciate my sleep. Please be happy I wrote as much as I did, because I'm pretty damn proud myself. Longest chapter I've ever written.
Anyways, don't forget to review and tell me your thoughts, questions, suggestions, etc!
And don't worry, I haven't forgotten about Lavi nor Tim. They just haven't had the chance to show up yet, but I promise they will!
And cookies to anybody who can guess who the Blonde with glasses was! (I think it's kinda obvious though.. maybe not…)
