Me: MWAHAHAHA

Friend: . . . . .

Me: Hey if you could decide, would you be a Noah or an Exorcist?

Friend: Uh, probably a Noah.

Me: Why?

Friend: Cause then I could kill you but then turn you into an Akuma and make you write more.

Me: . . . . you're evil . . . .


~Kanda~

Annoyance. That was the only word I could use to describe the Noah Clan. An annoyance that should never have existed. They only piled onto my work. The bean-sprout look-a-like was watching the fight with a determined look on his face. He had more backbone then I thought.

This Noah was especially annoying. He dodged all my attacks, and when I did manage to hit him he used his power to go through my sword. Che', damn Noah.

I paused and concentrated, sending whatever power I had to Mugen. My partner pulsed, wanting to taste the blood of the Noah. I grinned and jumped forward.


~William~

The fight was amazing. I couldn't stop watching my new companion as he practically danced while he fought. I tried not to blink because they seemed to change positions every time I did. The only time I tore my eyes from the scene was when I went to watch the fight behind them. Because Kanda and the 'Noah' as they called them were blocking my view, I couldn't see well. Not to mention the hallway was pretty narrow.

I took a step back as the fight came closer to me. I wasn't a fool. I knew that I wasn't strong enough to take on these . . . people. If they were even people. I shook my head and looked around. There had to be some way I could help. Help . . . No, maybe I couldn't help, but I could find help. I bit my lip and caught Kanda's eye. He seemed to know what I was about to do, but I knew that he wouldn't stop me. I would only be in his way anyway.

I turned my heel and headed around the corner and into a new hallway. I sprinted down the hallway, intending to find some human life.

"Al~len~" I heard someone sing. I turned around at the voice only to have arm wrap around me and a pair of lips cover mine. I immediately pushed whoever it was away from me and started wiping my lips with my sleeve. Forgive me, Angelus, was the only thought that went through my mind. I took a step back and looked at who exactly would kiss me.

I twitched when I noticed that it was only a little girl. Then my eyes widened as I realized that she was a Noah. It wasn't hard to define her as one, considering the marks on her forehead. I stopped as I realized what she called me before kissing me. Allen . . . I blinked and tried to remember where I heard that before.


~Flashback~

"If it's a girl, we should name her after you." I said as I held Angelus closer in the bed we shared. She snuggled herself into my shoulder to hide her giggle. "I'm serious. I wouldn't mind having a daughter named Angel." She sighed and looked up at me with her beautiful gray-blue eyes and a slight pout.

"Then, if it's a boy we call him Allen." I was a little surprised at her suggestion.

"After my mother's name?" I asked, a little unsure.

She nodded before lightly kissing me. "Of course, she sounded like a brave woman. Alleana is a beautiful name." She giggled some more before adding. "Also, Allen means 'handsome', because I am sure that if he was a boy, he would be just as handsome as his father." I stroked her pure-white hair between my fingers.

"You flatter me," I said, chuckling in her ear, "Allen it is, then."


~End Flashback~

I shook my head. No, it could have been a coincidence. I looked at the girl in front of me who was now arguing with a . . . talking umbrella. I stared at them before turning around to continue on with my search. They didn't seem to notice me as I left them. I kept turning different directions, but I was sure that I had gone in a complete circle. I never had a sense of direction, but this was becoming ridicules.

"Get her into emergency!" I froze as I heard a voice coming from the right. I followed it, thanking my lucky stars. I turned the corner, suddenly running into someone.

"I'm so sorry!" I said, helping the said person up. I was surprised to see a person in a white coat with big curly hair and glasses that fit half of his face. "Are you alright?" I asked, noticing some blood on his nose.

"I'm fine, I'm-" He stopped mid-sentence as he looked me over, "Allen?" I froze. This again? This really couldn't be a coincidence, could it? The group of people behind him turned their heads to look at me. I put my hands up, not really knowing what to do.

"You idiot!" said one of the others with blond spiky hair and a rough look, "That can't be him, the height, hair and eyes are completely different!" I blinked as some of the other scientists, as I assumed they were, were inspecting me. "Sorry about that," said the one with blond hair, "I'm Reever, by the way." He looked at me oddly. "You really look like him . . . ." I really couldn't say anything, but Reever seemed to dismiss it.

I took a deep breath, "My name is William, I'm here because apparently I was the objective of some mission an Exorcist had. At this point, I'm just really confused as to what's going on." The two scientists looked me over once again. That was really getting annoying.

"This Exorcist didn't happen to go by the name of Kanda did he?" I froze and nodded. How did he know? There was a sigh as Reever continued, "He doesn't like people so it's understandable that he wouldn't hang around too long." I blinked. That made so much more sense. "Anyway, we really shouldn't be here. We're going through the 'Ark' to get out of here to the time being, you're welcome to join us, but only after you go through a scan." I swallowed. Scan? What kind of scan?

Before I could even say anything, the spectacled one held some sort of device toward me. "Target locked." Ok, that wasn't creepy at all. I never was very savvy with technology, but that seemed to be something way ahead of our time. "Confirming if target is human or Akuma." There were some buzzing noises before it suddenly stopped, "Origins confirmed. Target is human. Thank you for using 'Scan Tron 1000"

I looked at the scientist in front of me and raised an eyebrow. "Our chief, Komui, designed it," said the one with the glasses.

"It's one of the only designs that actually work," muttered Reever, "C'mon then, now that we've confirmed that you're human let's get going." I couldn't help but be dragged along as the smaller scientist pulled me along. I found myself gapping at everything to see as we passed by. The technology here was amazing.

I pulled myself along, forcing myself to ignore all the amazing things happening around me. We stopped in a wide open room with some sort of . . . cut in the air. There were stairs that let to it but the fact it existed was amazing. It was like it was some sort of vortex.

"That, is the 'Ark'," said the scientist with curly hair. He smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back, "My names Johnny, by the way. Now let's get out of here." I froze.

"What about the Exorcists?" I asked, now thinking of why I was here in the first place, "We can't leave them to fight alone!" Johnny looked at me with a pained expression. I could tell that he wanted to help . . . but. . . .

"We aren't strong enough; we'll only get in their way." He said while he tried to push me forward. I complied, but somehow it didn't feel right to leave them on their own. I looked over at Johnny and Reever who both wore grave expressions. I guess this is what it meant to be on the sidelines. Worrying to no end, hoping that friends came back alive. How lonely.

I walked with the horde of people who were heading to the ark. 'Allen?' '. . . You look a lot like him . . .' It really couldn't be a coincidence, could it? I grabbed Reever on the shoulder, "Whose Allen?" I asked with urgency in my voice.

Reever looked confused for a second before answering, "Allen Walker?" I furrowed my brow at the name, "He's an exorcist here. I don't know why Johnny mistaken you for him, seeing as how he has white hair." I froze and then pulled back from the crowd. "Oi! William! Where are you going?" Reever grabbed shoulder before I could get out of there.

I stood there trying to figure out a way to make him understand. "Why do you think Allen and I look alike?" I asked, getting his attention. He didn't answer, instead I answered for him, "Isn't it obvious? Allen and I are related." I really didn't feel like explaining how, especially not with my 'condition'.

"What are you talking about? Allen had no live family except for his mother. Who, might I add, we just found recently, frozen in ice for fifteen years!" The blond-haired man seemed to get angrier.

"Think about it. You need a woman and a man to make a baby!" I was starting to really hate this conversation.

"B-b-but you don't look older then seventeen!" He looked at me in amazement. I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples. Truth be told, I didn't know why I didn't age in the time that I was imprisoned. I could only guess it had something to do with Angelus.

"Then how about this? The woman you found looked around sixteen, had unusually long, white hair with gray-blue eyes and has a small figure." Reever's eyes seemed to bulge out of his head, "I'm going to find my son." I said, running down a hallway.


~3rd Person View~

"Well, Allen~!" said the Earl in a sweet tone, "Are you alright?" Allen glared at him through his blood-stained hair. Instead of answering, he simply threw himself at the Earl in an attempt to behead him. His attempt was futile, however as he was pushed back. The fat-man's laughing didn't cease which only annoyed Allen further.

Suddenly, a knife came forward with a 'swish', right past the Earl's head. The point-eared man looked over at who would dare attack him, only to see a normal human. One who, oddly enough, looked like little Allen. "Hm, such bravery~! I wonder, are you two related~?" Allen looked over at the older man who seemed to be glaring at the Earl. Who in their right mind would attack someone that was stronger than them?

"Careful, you may be the Earl, but you're still human," said the man, who took out another knife. Before he threw it, he looked at the white-haired exorcist and asked, "Are you ok, Allen?" This made Allen freeze in place. How did he know my name? Allen could only nod dumbly as he stared at his look-alike.

A cruel laughter brought him back to the present. Both men turned their head to face the Millennium Earl. "Oh~? I get it now! First it was the angel, now a human?" The evil man 'hm'ed as he floated in mid-air. "It must be cruel to never age after loving an angel."


Me: WEEEELLL My fingers are tired.

Friend: GET TYPING!

Me: Yes, master . . . .