First Part of this chapter is a recap in the Fourteenth's pov of chapters 8 and 9, because I just saw a pic of him from the Manga on DevianArt and got Inspired… I also found out his name! (I think...?) Though I'll wait for later chapters to use it! *insert crazy giggle*
Second part is in Tyki's pov. Hope you all enjoy the extra long chapter! : )
Warning: Welcome to my twisted version of the Fourteenth! (Most likely some OOC stuff…. I'm SO sorry!) Um… Tyki being a little bit of a bastard and a crazy stalker…?
Special thanks to RikoJasmine for letting me barrow Liang Lee ( aka Male Lenalee Lee). for this story! : )
Pairings: Tyki x FemAllen, Liang x FemAllen (one-sided)
Beta: DarkAngel576 (Thank you!)
**~ Fourteenth's Pov ~ **
The Fourteenth sat before his piano, his skilled finger flowing over the obsidian keys. His body swayed and his fingers moved like they had a life of their own. His lips pulled down into a deep frown as he felt the world around him breaking and threaten to fall apart.
His dark gray eyes narrowed as he felt the power of the hostile Innocence start to seep in through the cracks of Allen's mind, through the shield he had woven around her. His eyes flickered gold as he pushed back against its intrusion, his song increasing in tempo. But as he was he could do little but hold this place, this fragment of Allen's subconscious where he resided for the time being.
His fingers continued to play, not pausing as he wove his melody. The Fourteenth continued to try and strengthen his magic barriers. He felt Crown Clown pulse from around him, it struggled and poored some of its own power into the shields, but again it was becoming very apparent that there was little they could do.
Allen was on her own.
Crown Clown brushed against him, like a lost child no longer sure what to do. Allen's Innocence was desperate and worried. The Fourteenth was also starting to worry. Never before had he been unable to protect her. And he felt it, the moment when the other Innocence finally forced its way passed their shields. Allen's mind was quickly engulfed with nightmares.
Horrid memories of the past, moments that one should never have to live twice.
His heart filled with pain at the fact that there was very little that he could do for her. All he could do was play and sing for her and hope that she would hear him. That what Crown Clown and he were doing was going to be enough. The Fourteenth hope that he could hold onto his niece long enough for her to break free on her own.
That, or he would find himself with no other choice then to awaken her sleeping blood more then it already was…
The other Innocence was trying to crush the young woman, no doubt because it could feel her dormant genes. Though her blood was no where close to being awakened enough to help her as of the moment...
And the danger was not lost on him, if he were to awaken the Noah memories within Allen any further. The stigmata would surely start to appear, and with two other Noah so close…
There would be no hiding. The risk was far to great for the time being...
He felt it when Crown Clown came to a decision, its resolve to help its accommodator at any cost pulsing around him. He felt it leave his side and extend its presence out. His lips twitched at the corners at this attempt. Crown Clown was more powerful and definitely more capable then a normal Innocence; he had modified it to be that way after all.
It was completely able to act freely from the Heart.
The Fourteenth didn't like what it was about to attempt though. Bringing him here was almost as dangerous as their other choice.
He felt it the moment that Crown Clown made the connection, felt it when Crown Clown pleaded with the Noah that was in physical contact with it. He half expected the young man to fight more then he did, but was surprised when the other Noah gave in once Crown Clown got it a crossed that it was trying to help Allen.
The Fourteenth allowed his smile to pull his lips wide across his face. A new course of action already forming in the back of his mind; opportunities that were not to be missed right at his fingertips.
If Allen's Innocence was going to be so insistent on bringing more help, then he would take advantage of the situation.
His melody came to an end as he stood from his piano. What was left of his shield would hold for a few moments. The Noah, Joyd, was approaching were Liang Lee's connection was.
the Fourteenth was not going to miss it. But first he couldn't just show himself as he was, no, he needed to appear less threatening for now. His appearance sifted to what he had looked like when he had been younger, before he had awakened as a Noah. He leaned over and looked at his reflection in the dark water.
His dark gray eyes smiling and his dark brown hair falling in lose spikes, he found it amusing how much they looked alike at this age, his niece and him. Though that really shouldn't surprise him considering…
He smiled as his eyes focused on the scene taking place below the surface of the water. Tyki, he believed was his name, the new host of Joyd's memories, was talking to the male Exorcist.
"Allen is mine and I want you gone." The Third Child hissed, the words floating up from the dark water somewhat muted, but the Fourteenth heard them, and he smiled wider. He couldn't wait to throw those words back at the Noah of Pleasure.
The Fourteenth felt Crown Clown brush against him then in concern. The Musician blinked then shrugged his shoulders, his smile not wavering for a moment.
Yes, the Fourteenth knew that the Noah of Pleasure and the Miner that Allen was in love with were one in the same. He knew of their relationship. He didn't approve of course, the Third was far from what one would hope for in a suitor for someone as precious to him as his niece, but what was he to do?
Well, he supposed that since other Noah was here and all, he could just kill him.
If the mind died, then so should the body.
Though, Tyki had come to save Allen and therefore putting himself in danger for her sake. He really should get points for that. So, maybe he would just mess with him a little and see what would come of it. If this Tyki died then he wasn't good enough for his dear little niece anyway.
The Fourteenth chuckled in amusement and took a step forward; he fell in to the dark water that stood between him and the other Noah. His body sifting and then reformed behind the Third Child. It took quite a bit of effort to force his face into a more proper look before he spoke.
Oh, how he was going to enjoy this. "Don't you think that was a little bit of an over kill?" he asked in a young light voice, his head tilting to the side.
The Noah turned ready to attack. Tyki's gold eyes narrowed when they saw him, his guard dropping after a short moment, placing his raised hand back into his pocket. The Musician scuffed at this. His dark gray eyes looking at the man before him calculatingly and unimpressed.
It was amusing to see Tyki do the same.
"And who might you be, boy?" Tyki asked in a bored tone. The Fourteenth fought to keep his face natural. He was going to have to restrain himself when dealing with this one. Allen would be upset if he didn't at least give the man a chance after all.
The Fourteenth allowed a small smile to pull at his lips as he moved and pointed in the direction that he felt Allen in. He could feel her despair growing and consuming her mind. If Tyki really cared about his dear little niece then he should be fairly easy to steer in the right direction. And if he failed, well then the Fourteenth would have to deal with the problem himself.
Both of them.
How well would this man do against he, who had killed so many of his own kind? He, who had killed all but four of the Noah in his rage...
"If you are here for Allen, then you will find her there." The Musician watched the other Noah's eyes slide from him and glance in direction that he was pointing. He wanted to see how far this man would go.
Would his connection be stronger then the male Exorcist, Liang Lee's?
The Fourteenth forced his lips to not twist into a smile filled with his ill intent toward the Third. All he had left was Allen, he had lost everything else. And his… niece… could be so hopeless sometimes…
"Is that so?" Tyki drawled out and the Fourteenth smiled a little wider. He would allow the other Noah to continue, because Allen loved him more then she would allow herself to realize.
The Fourteenth knew how far her love for this man went, he was within her mind, he could feel her emotions. "Then I guess I shouldn't keep her waiting." Tyki added after a moment.
Make her wait and I'll have your head on a platter.
The Third was moving past him and the Fourteenth allowed his frown to twist his lips down once the other could no longer see. His gray eyes filled with a calm and cold hate. "I would be careful, Joyd, this place could very easily become your hell as it is hers." He called after him in warning and then he withdrew for now.
Break her heart and I'll show you hell. Then I'll kill you.
The Musician waited, waited until the Third had recovered Allen and was looking for a way to escape. He watched and judged with calculating gray eye how they interacted. He sifted back into his older self and reached for Crown Clown when he felt the time was right to strike. Forcing the weapon into a solid form. Allen's Innocence had the mind to refuse him.
Sometimes the Fourteenth came to the conclusion that he had done to well of a job modifying the piece of 'God Crystal'…
He wanted to see how far this man would go for his dear niece, see how powerful Joyd was. Because Joyd had been one of the four that he had not killed. And even though Allen cared for him, the Fourteenth still disapproved of the Third. He moved forward and attacked. His first strike was smoothly dodged. An insanely wide smile pulled at his lips as he paused for exactly one second before he fallowed were he could feel Allen.
He swung Crown Clown blindly within the cloud of dust that resulted from his first attack. He hit his target hard, and felt it in his arms when it hit the other mans own weapon. That swing sent Tyki and Allen flying, and the Fourteenth was pleased when he felt Allen's relief as the Third caught his footing again. He paused for ten more seconds before he gave chace.
He should give Joyd a fair chance after all.
When he came barreling out of the cloud of dust, his narrowed gray eyes took note that Tyki had put Allen back into her feet. Though once Tyki saw the perceived danger of his attack, he pulled Allen close and turned. Allen now away from the Fourteenth and the other Noah standing in between them.
The Fourteenth smiled wider in amusement at that.
Not that his target was his precious niece or anything, but he supposed that he could give Tyki more points for good intent.
He only got one more attack in before the rogue Innocence pulled Allen and Tyki way, into another nightmare type memory no doubt. The Fourteenth frowned and chose to not fallow. He again waited, he could be patient. Besides, he could feel that it was not one of Allen's memories that they had been pulled into this time. He would wait and only interfere if needed.
Once they reappeared he gave the other Noah a moment reprieve for Allen's sake. Then he appeared before them again. His dark gray eyes narrowed at the fact that Tyki was laying down on the ground, with his guard almost completely down.
Well that wouldn't do.
The Noah of Pleasure tense when he felt him and the Fourteenth fixed him with a smug smile after the other Noah realized his mistake and sat up slightly. The Fourteenth could feel his nieces eyes on him, but he didn't look away from her suitor. The Third Child was far from impressing the Fourteenth with his abilities right now.
"What a pleasure it is to see you again Joyd. I see that you found dear Allen." He purred out in a light and musical tone. He tried to not be to mocking. The Musician was fixed with a dark glare from the man at Allen's side and the Fourteenth fond it all so amusing. He saw Allen sift her position out of the corner of his eye, and he chanced a glance at his niece.
Her silver eyes were looking at him intently, and the Fourteenth marveled at how similar the color of her eyes were to his own gray. He could only meet those silver eyes for a moment before he had to look away. The look within Allen's eyes reminded him of her mothers eyes…
"Who are you?" Joyd asked him in a cold voice, his gold eyes narrowing in there hate for him.
The Fourteenth couldn't stop his chuckle from escaping past his lips at the question. He was many things. That was a very loaded question that the man before him had just asked.
He was what was left of the Fourteenth Noah, the Musician. The genetic ghost left within the one who he had passed his genes of Noah to.
The question that the Third should ask was who was Allen Walker? Because that name was the answer.
She, this young woman that once had hair much like his own, who had eyes a lighter shade then his dark gray, was the player that he had left behind fifteen years ago. She who carried his blood and with it the license to control Noah's Ark.
Did the Fourteenth think that the man at Allen's side was good enough for his dear sweet little niece, for his brothers adopted daughter? No, but then again he didn't think he would like anyone that Allen were to choose. "Allen dear, why don't you go and find that other young man, Liang Lee was it? I think his company is much better for you." He said in a deeply amused tone. Though he as far from being amused…
The Fourteenth didn't miss the irony of it.
That the man that Allen would fell in love with, when she had so many humans to choose from, would be a Noah. A Noah, when she had found herself on the side of the Exorcists.
The irony was almost madding.
The two on the stone covered ground spoke. Saying something about him being the boy Tyki had seen before. Allen was about to ask him the same question that the Third, Tyki, had asked him...
He could feel Crown Clown pulse with disapproval as his ill intent toward the other Noah increased. He didn't want Allen to have anything to do with the Noah, with the Earl. He didn't want her to have anything to do with the war at all…
His dark gray eyes flashed with his cold contempt for the man sitting next to her. "I don't like your relations with her Joyd." He said before he hissed out the words that he had heard the Noah of Pleasure throw at Allen's other suitor. "I want you gone."
He attacked and Tyki dodged with more skill then before. He grinned wide and fallowed his first attack with a powerful second. They clashed and at first they were even in power, but the Fourteenth fought tirelessly. He didn't give the Third a moments pause, though he had to admit that Tyki was quit skilled with a blade.
But that didn't mater.
His opening came and the Fourteenth moved to take advantage of it, he could feel Crown Clown pulse within his hands. It picking up his desire the hurt the man, not exactly kill him. His swing would fall just right to miss anything to vital...
But then Allen was between them, and his dark gray eyes widened. Her silver eyes looked into his dark gray and then they snapped tight to brace for the pain of his blow. It was to late to stop his attack. Not even Crown Clown could stop its own descent.
The Fourteenth had only a slit second to feel the hostile Innocence's power over Allen's mind break. The next second Allen and the Third were gone and his attack hit nothing but air.
The Musician became deathly still for a few long moments, his breathing slightly labored before he laughed darkly to himself. He let Crown Clown, in its sword form, fall from his hands to the cold stone ground as it dissolved away to nothing.
"What are we going to do with her, Mana?" He whispered in an amused tone. He sighed and shook his head, and with that the Fourteenth let himself fade back to where he had came. Back to the corner where his memories resided deep within Allen's subconscious until she awoke as the next Fourteenth.
"It looks like our dear Allen is growing up and making her own choices…"
****** ~ Tyki's Pov ~ ******
Tyki frowned as he watched the male Exorcist help Allen to her feet after they had broken free from the dream caused by the Innocence. Her dark blush at the contact between the younger man and her made his chest twist in jealousy. His light brown eyes glaring fire at the younger man.
The Third Child couldn't help but feel that he lost this hand to the other Exorcist. Especially with how Allen's beautiful silver eyes were looking at the other, how her small and petite hand pulled at his arm.
He felt Sheryl take a hold of his shoulder and his eyes turned from the two Exorcists to look at his brother. The Noah of Desire was frowning at him and looked concerned and a little confused. His brothers darker brown eyes asking him why he let the Innocence affect him.
Sheryl only had to meet his eyes for him to understand. Tyki could practically feel his brother's mind come to the realization that he had allowed the Innocence to affect him because of the young woman. Sheryl's dark brown eyes blinked and turned to Allen, who was trying to pull the other Exorcist back into the ball room, and then back to him.
Tyki pointedly ignored his brother's bemused look and frowned when the male Exorcist spoke to them. "Are you both ok?"
Tyki turned his cold and uncaring eyes onto the younger man. "We are perfectly fine." he bit out a little colder then he should have. Tyki straightened and turned to look at Allen, pulling away from his brother's hand.
She was watching him. Her silver eyes pleading and it took the Noah of Pleasure a moment to realize what she was asking with those enchanting silver eyes of hers.
He recalled telling her that there was another Noah at the ball. The way her eyes flickered briefly to Sheryl told him that she recognized his brother from the memory of the church. Tyki quickly understood from the look in her eyes that she was not going to say anything about them being Noah. As long as they didn't harm anyone.
The only one Tyki wanted to harm was the male Exorcist that she was still touching. Allen's hand was still gripping the younger males arm and it was infuriating him. He could barely stand the sight of her standing next to him...
"Thank you for your concern, young man." Sheryl finely spoke, his voice smooth and calculating. Tyki tried not to let his frown deepen at the older Noah's tone. Sheryl only spoke with that tone when he was in the mist of negotiations, or planning something that would lead to the Third Childs suffering.
It was rare that Tyki ever showed any real romantic interest in a woman. He never really bothered beyond bedding them for a night or two, and he knew that he would be lucky to escape this with any dignity. Because he knew that Sheryl Kamelot would not let it go. It was his brother's dream to find him a wife. He practically obsessed over it as much as he obsessed over Road.
"I'm Minister Sheryl Kamelot, and this is my younger brother Lord Tyki Mikk." His brother introduced them.
Tyki fought down his flinch when Allen's silver eyes snapped back to look at him after they had wandered to his brother. He pointedly met her eyes and raised a fine eyebrow at the surprised look on her face.
Sheryl didn't miss any of it he was sure.
Tyki's mind started working furiously to find someway to salvage the situation that he found himself in. He needed someway to explain himself, before he lost any chance with the young woman that was now looking at him so intently. But how was he going to explain having the same name as the man that she had given herself to?
The Noah of Pleasure cursed the Innocence, and then he cursed his brother for coming to look for him.
There was no way out of this other then to lie. He didn't want to do that. He had made it this far without flat out lying to the young woman. Sure he had been telling half truths, or completely omitting the truth altogether, but he had yet to flat out lie.
He was saved for the moment as the man that he had seen Sheryl talking to, before the whole ordeal with the Innocence, approached them. The older gentleman asked if they were alright in a tone lined with fake concern.
It was now that the Third Child finally learned the name of his competition. Liang Lee was the younger male's name, and Tyki really hoped that his name was on his Cell Ronon card. He would like nothing more then to kill him...
The high ranking Black Order official dismissed the two Exorcists after a brief conversation. Tyki didn't quite like the man's tone when he spoke to his Allen. He couldn't care less how he spoke to the other Exorcist.
His dear Allen looked reluctant to leave for a moment, her silver eyes had yet to turn away from him, and Tyki was almost glad when the younger male pulled her back in to the ball room. Almost.
He was not ready to answer the questions within her confused and, dare he say, pained silver eyes yet. He watched them leave and his heart ached with the idea that he might have just lost her. The young white haired woman was smart after all; there was no doubt that she would put the pieces together…
And Allen was far from ready to learn that 'Tyki the Miner'; the man that had taken her on that train, and 'Joyd the Noah'; her enemy who had tried to kill her, were the one in the same.
He didn't really have anytime to think any further as Sheryl practically stomped on his foot. He turned his head and glared at the Fourth Child. Sheryl had the nerve to smile slyly as he motioned with his head for him to follow the two Exorcists.
Tyki allowed his frown to pull at his lips as he fixed Sheryl with a look, one that plainly said that he had no intention on chasing after the young woman that had just left.
Sheryl's brown eyes flashed in annoyance and he turned back to the member of the Leverier family. Tyki could see in Sheryl's eyes that his brother had already come up with another plan of attack. "If you don't mind me asking, but those two that just left were Exorcists correct?"
The human smiled and confirmed what Sheryl and he already knew to be fact.
Tyki knew that there was more to come though, as his brother smiled a little too wide then, and Sheryl didn't disappoint him.
"The 'Innocence' from what I have just seen is dangerous if left alone. I think I may be interested in offering my support to the Black Order. Though, I am not a man that offers anything without proper compensation. Should we negotiate the terms of my countries support?" Sheryl spoke, his eyes glancing back at him, and Tyki knew that nothing good was to come from these negotiations.
Early the next morning found Tyki suspicions being proven right. He now stood waiting at the train station, still in his Nobleman form. His lips were pulled down into a deep scowl, his hands shoved deep into his pockets as he waited for his companion to arrive.
One part of Sheryl's negotiations was to see exactly what the Black Order did. So his loving (Please not the sarcasm) older brother decided to send him to observe a simple Exorcist mission. A low risk mission of course. This mission would have no real chance of encountering any Akuma, so Tyki would be in no real danger. Not like he would be in danger if they ran into any Akuma. He was Noah after all.
This particular mission, that Tyki was to tag along on, was to pick up a piece of Innocence that had already been recovered by another Exorcist and transport it to the Black Order HQ.
Tyki had yet to fathom why Sheryl had practically forced him into going. That was until he laid eyes on the Exorcist he was to be following.
The Third Child cursed his brother and his meddling.
Allen Walker, now dressed in her Exorcist coat, stopped in her tracks when her beautiful silver eyes spotted him. Tyki had to force himself not to smile too wide at the stunned look on her face.
"Ah, fancy meeting you here darling." he purred out as he watch the young woman warily approach him after a moments pause. "Looks like I'll be keeping you company for the time being."
Allen merely frown and then walked past him, her back straight and her chin tilted up as she boarded the train without so much as looking at him again. Tyki forced out a strained chuckle and followed.
Again Tyki cursed Sheryl and his infernal plotting.
And that was about how the rest of that days travel went. Tyki shuddered at the thought of reaching the next town and then repeating it all the next day. The Third Child had been so positive that having the young woman hate him would be the worst thing that could ever happen.
Tyki Mikk, the Noah of Pleasure, found that there was in fact something much worse then Allen looking at him with hate.
Having the young woman that you were currently obsessing over set on completely ignoring your existence, was by far much, much worse. Tyki would rather have Allen yell at him, anything would be better then getting the cold shoulder. The Third Child of Noah couldn't remember a time when he had ever had the problem of not having a young woman's attention.
Tyki sighed heavily and resigned himself to his suffering.
It wasn't until they were almost to where they were to meet up with the other Exorcist, that her cold shoulder act was broken. Allen's cold silver eyes finally deeming him worthy enough to look at. She glared at him from the other side of the first class train compartment. Her hands folded in her lap and her back stiff.
Tyki tried not to find her attitude appealing or cute, but he found himself failing miserably. Really, what was wrong with him?
"What are you up to, Tyki?" She asked him in a calm and cold voice, and Tyki sighed at the underlining venom. This was not going to go how he was hoping it would.
"Why nothing at all, darling. And why such the hateful tone? After all we have been through…" He let his voice trail off; he of course had been referring to the dream.
Allen narrowed her eyes at him and the blush that stained her pale cheeks only made her look all the more beautiful. She apparently thought he was talking about other things.
"Don't you dare bring that up!" She was on her feet and her thin frame shook with her fury. The pain that followed her anger cut him, his heart twisting painfully within his chest. This must be want it felt like to have someone try and rip out your heart. How it hurt to know that he was the source of that pain.
"I wouldn't have-! How dare you take advantage of-!" She fumed haltingly.
He was right to realize that she would figure out that 'Tyki the Miner' and 'Joyd the Noah' were truly one and the same after she heard Sheryl speak his title and name. It was now that he allowed himself to realize that he had lost her, that his game was over. He didn't have a card to play with. He could never have her…
Nether his white or black sides…
That realization was crushing. He was Joyd, the Noah of Pleasure. He had the power of Choice. He could choose to touch and affect anything of this world (except Innocence) that he wanted. And here he was losing the one thing he wanted more then anything.
He could feel her slipping through his fingers. And for one long moment he didn't know how to react to it.
Tyki had his human side, Tyki had his Noah side. He had his brother and the Clan of Noah. He had his human friends. Lord Tyki Mikk could have any woman falling at his feet with his charm…
Why couldn't he have her?
In that moment he did the only thing that he could think of. The one thing he always did when he found himself with not even a simple pair to play with…
He bluffed.
His face contorted into a mask of complete confusion. His poker face would be flawless, because Tyki would not lose. He could not.
He refused.
Never in his life had the Third Child ever been denied anything, not since he had awakened as the Noah of Pleasure. The idea of not having Allen Walker at all left a horrid taste in his mouth. He had seen where that led. He had felt that aching cold after he had thought that he had killed her. When he had thought that he had lost that heat that she invoked in him.
The last thing he had ever wanted to do was lie to her, that kind of love was doomed to fail. She was an Exorcist and he was a Noah. He knew that he would have to tell her the truth sooner or later.
But…
"What are you talking about?" He breathed in feigned surprise and confusion. He watched her falter in her anger, the confusion flash in her eyes. He forced down the guilt of the fact that he was now blatantly lying to her.
But he was a desperate man…
Tyki Mikk would not play fair, not when the stakes were so high.
She sat back in her chair heavily, her face looking absolutely mortified. Her pink lips parting and moving, but no words were leaving her mouth. Allen's gorgeous silver eyes now looked so lost and unsure at his perfect mask of confusion. "You know what I'm talking about…" she finally whispered softly.
Tyki felt his heart break for her; he would make this up to her. He would. Once the Clan won this war he would give her anything she wanted in apology. Anything at all. Because only he could offer her that. He could offer her a beautiful future of creating a new world with him. Once the humans, except the few that the Clan of Noah had chosen to live, were whipped off the Earth the Clan would rebuild mankind.
They would destroy the filth and save only the humans that they deemed were worthy. Allen Walker would be one of the humans, she would be his chosen.
His heart stopped beating in his chest when he came to a realization of what this feeling in his chest was. That feeling that had been eating at him since he had first laid eyes on her, burning away his reason with its heat.
Tyki Mikk was not lusting, he was in love.
That realization was freeing. His heart beat returned with a vengeance. It beat wildly in his chest and he had to fight to keep the grin from his lips. It almost felt like he was drunk…
He loved her.
It took the Third Child a moment to focus his eyes back on the young woman sitting across from him, and by the look on her face he had successfully succeeded with his bluff. He had convinced her that his two sides were two separate individuals.
He could still have her…
Plans formed and plots were lined out as his lips fought to not twitch into a devilish smile. He would not give up yet. His dark side would not give up this game yet. "What are you talking about darling?" He asked in a deeply confused voice. Tyki watched the young woman cover her madly blushing face with her hands.
Allen Walker was vulnerable, especially with the information that he had on her. He would use that to his advantage.
"Ah, why are you blushing so? May I venture a guess that you confused me with someone else? A special someone~?" he purred out and secretly enjoyed how she growled in warning from behind her hands. "Someone that has been going by the same name and also looks like me? Well let me think…"
She glared burning silver at him as she finally managed to force down enough of her blush to lower her hands. Though, her anger was still overshadowed by the mortification that he could still see within her eyes. Fear at the information that she let slip to her enemy. Someone who would use it against her, and who was he to disappoint?
Tyki fixed one of his most charming smiles on his lips as he prepared his 'cards' to win his white haired Exorcists, The games dynamics only changing slightly with the events that had taken place over the last day.
His gloved hands folded upon his lap as he smiled wider. "He wouldn't happen to be a traveling miner in his mid twenties, dark hair, and glasses would he?" he asked innocently. His light brown eyes watching as Allen stiffened and her beautiful silver eyes widened in fear.
"How…" her soft voice asked, and Tyki allowed his smile to be tainted by his amusement. He gave her a moment to come up with her own possibilities before he spoke again.
He would play his two sides expertly. Right now his White Side was the one to beat. And just maybe, by using both his two Sides this way, would keep her so off balance that she wouldn't know what hit her in the end. That she wouldn't see him cheating.
"My brother employs a gentleman of that description to do odd jobs for the Kamelot estate. He goes by a different name other then Tyki when he is working for us. Though, I remember hearing that he had been using my name here and there." He saw and the young woman's face twist in uncertainty at his words, she didn't quit believe him, but that was fine.
'Tyki the Miner', his White Side, had the better cards and the lead in this game, but Tyki was hoping…
His smile darkened just a little. His Black Side brought to the table charm, wealth and power. Three things his White Side did not have. "I believe I'm jealous, he obviously made quit an impression to have you blushing so lovely." he said in a low sultry voice.
Allen's blush deepened and her eyes looked at anything other than him. Tyki congratulated himself. His light brown eyes narrowed as he watched her fidget for a moment with the knowledge of what his tone had implied. That he knew about her relationship with the Miner. "How about we make a deal darling?" he continued, his voice still low.
The Third Child waited until she looked back at him before he continued. He smiled wide and just as charming as before. His heart beat hard in his chest at the obvious leverage he now had against her. He was tempted to find out how much she cared about his White Side. Did she truly love him?
Or was there a slim, a one in a million chance, that his Black Side could win against his White?
"If you keep your silence about Sheryl's and my true nature, then I give you my word that I will not harm your friend." He said in a light tone. His almond colored eyes showing his sincerity, because really, he had no intention of harming himself after all.
Allen frowned at the unspoken threat but nodded her agreement to his terms after a short pause. "Excellent." He breathed out, his eyes wondering her thin frame for a moment.
"I do have a question that I would like to ask." Allen whispered softly after a long silence, her posture showing her uncertainty before she realized that she was being so open. Then she was back to her strong willed Exorcist mask, this poker face of hers Tyki knew, though he liked how open she had been acting around him since their shared dream.
But then, he reminded himself, anything was better than her ignoring him or losing her completely.
Tyki nodded, his smile not wavering. His white haired beauty met his questioning eyes and didn't look away. "The young man in the church was your brother, Sheryl Kamelot, wasn't it?" she spoke in a clear but soft voice.
Tyki frowned before he could stop himself, and then he sighed. He should have known that would come up again, though this gave him the opportunity to ask something that he also had wanted to know since the dream. He met her silver eyes and was partly surprised to see pain in them. She was feeling sorry and pity for him. He frowned deeper at that.
"Yes, that was my brother." He answered smoothly, his light brown eyes not looking away from her silver. "That was my memory of when he awoke as a Noah." He added evenly. He watched her nod and she looked like she wanted to ask more, but this sharing was going to be a two way street.
He was secretly pleased that she was interested in him enough to risk asking such an obviously personal question, though. He could work with that. "That man that attacked us in our shared 'memories', who was he?" Those enchanting silver eyes widened before she was frowning at him.
"Honestly, I'm not sure." Allen spoke softly, her voice almost musical. Her eyes becoming lost as her mind drifted back to their nightmare.
He narrowed his eyes.
"What about the glowing white cube that had been floating in the sky?" He added after a moment. And there it was; the true question that he had wanted to ask. First this young human woman had sung the song that belonged to and could control Noah's Ark. Then he finds himself within her mind and he sees the Ark itself floating up in the sky?
Allen frowned deeper and shrugged her thin shoulders. Her Silver eyes turned to look out the window and away from him. Tyki allowed himself to follow her line of vision for a moment.
He was not sure if she was telling the truth, but something about her posture and the distant look in her eyes told him that she was. The Noah of Pleasure sighed and leaned back in his seat. His light brown eyes returning to look at the young woman sitting on the soft cushioned seat across from him.
He would have to bring this all to the Earl. There was no way around it.
She had to have had contact with the Ark at some point in her life. That was the only thing he could think of. There was more to Allen Walker then he knew, but that didn't change anything.
The Third Child knew that if he asked the Maker would allow him to keep the Exorcist as one of his chosen humans, especially since they already knew that her Innocence was not the Heart. And once they destroyed the Heat of Innocence, then it wouldn't matter that she was an 'Apostle of God'.
Tyki grinned slyly; he was so close to victory he could taste it.
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Next: Tyki finds himself stuck between a rock and a hard place when he is sent to a mine to find Innocence and destroy it. The bad news? His human friends are there working…
The solution? Keep an eye on his friends in his White Form as he looks for the God Crystal.
The very bad news? Is the Exorcist the Black Order sent to retrieve it…