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11. Inn of Surprises
The floors weren't too shabby for a so-called run-down place. It looked as if somebody had taken a rather good care of it. Granted, there were spider webs and occasionally holes in the floors, but it was way better than what Lavi had expected. It was cold within the rooms, the windows slightly broken with glass on the floor. It wasn't too bright within the building and definitely did not seem welcoming. Seymour followed him close behind, his eyes scanning around for anything strange. Lavi pulled the brooch out from his pocket. It was glowing a bright white, but it didn't seem like its brightest. Whatever this thing was reacting to, they were getting very close to it. The idea of it being the Innocence had crossed his mind, but it didn't sound quiet right…
"Hey, Seymour…" Lavi put the brooch back into his pocket. "Are you sure this building is over a hundred years old? It seems a lot younger than that…"
"I'm just telling you what I learned," Seymour replied, eyes darting around from place to place. "And I learned that this place is over one hundred years old. But you're right-- It definitely doesn't look that way, does it?"
"Mmm…" Lavi nodded as he opened a rickety looking door into the next room. He paused, slightly confused. There were books everywhere, scattered about, and they were all opened except for those that were on the shelves. Someone was either here recently or one hundred years ago somebody trashed the room. But why would an inn have a library? Most didn't have this many books… He gazed over them. Most were of poems and of the like, and the occasional history book, too. He stepped into the room, confused, and walked towards one of the book shelves, pulling out a green-covered book. The book shelf suddenly disappeared. Seymour, who was watching over his shoulder, blinked once in shock.
"Well, that was unexpected," Lavi commented. "Maybe this place is actually, I dunno, trickster place of some sort?"
He pulled out the brooch. It was glowing almost too brightly to the point of which it was vibrating. He used it as a flash light as he started walking down the stairs. Seymour hesitated, then followed behind when the book shelf went back into its place. They both stopped and walked back up. Lavi frowned.
"Uh, Lavi," Seymour's voice was shaky. "…There is no exit for this, is there?"
He didn't reply as he felt a bead of sweat run down the side of his face. Did they just wander into a trap? And if so, why would an inn have such a thing? Unless of course it was added to afterwards… But who would want to do that to an abandoned building that was left to rot? Whoever did this should have at least chosen a nice house, like Hagar's… Or what was left of Hagar's. Either way. He pulled out his hammer and made it grow before whamming it up against the door. No good. He grimaced, then made it bigger and whammed it again. Still nothing. They were sealed within a corridor with stairs that could lead to God knows where.
"Well… I guess there's no other way to go, huh?" Lavi grinned sheepishly before walking down the stairs. "But the good thing is that you have me with you, so if anything attacks us, I'll be able to kill it. Maybe." He grinned widely. "Job of an exorcist, you know?"
"Exorcist, huh?" Seymour rose an eyebrow. "What's an exorcist?"
And so, during their long trip down the set of stairs, Lavi explained what exorcists were, the Black Order, Akuma, and, of course, Innocence, then got into detail about the Noah as well. Seymour tried to take it all in the best he could as they finally hit the bottom of where the stairs led to. Lavi frowned. By his calculations, they were at least 200 feet deep, but those stairs went both up and down so he didn't know. The two walked down the long corridor, still talking.
"…and that's why I think this brooch is an Innocence," Lavi finished. "I know it's a lot, and I don't expect you to understand even half of it, but hey, I like to talk about a lot of things." He approached the door at the end of the corridor, his hands subconsciously gripping the handle of his hammer tighter. His hands reached for the door knob cautiously and opened the door, running into the room.
They were back where they had started from. The books were all scattered still, the floors still looked old, and the windows partially broken. He frowned, utterly confused. They were going straight the entire time and turned left only once, so how come they ended up back where they started? He looked at the brooch. It was pulsing.
"Lavi… This room… Isn't it where we started?" Seymour and Lavi pressed backs against one another, looking around. Something was off about the room, Lavi could feel it, but he couldn't pin-point what. Then it hit him, quite literally, and judging by the facial expression he had, so did Seymour. The books began to float, pages falling out of them, teeth forming where they once were. Lavi blinked once.
"Oh… Oh, shit!" he yelled. "Innocence, Level Two, activate!" The seals appeared around the hammer as he quickly hit the Fire Seal. The serpent came out, burning all of the books to ash. Not a book remained. Seymour's eyes were shocked wide, unmoving, as Lavi made the hammer shrink back down to normal size. He frowned, pocking up one of the half-burned pages. Books that could float and grow teeth? What in the seven hells was all that about? His thoughts were cut short when the page tried bite him on his hand. Seymour retaliated for him as he shot the page across the room.
"F-Floating books?" he stuttered, putting the gun back into its proper resting place. "T-This is insane! How can books float?"
Lavi looked down at the brooch in his left hand. The vibrating had stopped, but the glowing continued. His eyes shifted around the room. Whoever or whatever was controlling those books was here and they had left without him noticing. But where could they hide? And where the hell were they? Certainly they weren't in the same house… Were they? After all, he never once recalled turning around on that staircase. Or was that just an illusion to buy time to set up traps?
'Shit. We walked right into a trap, and the trap is the house itself!'
Not even Mugen could penetrate the door as Kanda frowned, scowling, and put the sword back into its sheath. Allen was right (for once), the door was locked, and whatever was keeping it locked prevented the door from being destroyed. The frown deepened as Allen looked at him with concerned eyes. For whatever reason, a gut feeling told him that the building was not all that it seemed. For whatever reason, part of him told him that The Lost Scarecrow was the…
"Kanda!" Allen broke up his thoughts, which caused him to want to skin the poor, pathetic excuse of an exorcist. "I was thinking, maybe we should stick together and try to find Lavi. Then we can figure out what has been killing of the people when they wandered in here. Okay?"
"Che." He didn't like the idea, but it sounded like the only smart thing to do. They had no idea what they were in for, so separating would have been a bad idea, and now they really couldn't afford to get injured because Miranda was not with them. "Fine. Just make sure you stay quiet and don't call the Baka Usagi out by name. We're probably not alone."
Allen nodded slowly as the two proceeded towards the first door that was right in front of them and opened it. Inside was two sets of stairs, one going up and one going down, but the stairs that went down seemed a lot… cleaner than the ones going up, with a lot less dust, not to mention that they were made of stone compared to the wood ones. They were added recently. Kanda frowned as he approached them, stepping on the first step cautiously. Nothing. He nodded at Allen as he stepped down two more steps, Allen about to follow him when the stairs suddenly lost shape and turned into a slippery ramp. Kanda did not comprehend anything at that moment as he slid down into the pitch darkness that greeted him below. Allen's eyes widened.
"K-Kanda!" he yelled, but the man was already gone. He took a step closer, inspecting it when a wall of bricks sealed it off. He gasped, taking that step back. It looked unbreakable. Unthinkingly, he started pounding on the bricks, trying to break it open so that he could go after him. "Kanda! Kanda! Damn it, break…" His fist pounded as hard as it could on the red bricks, which did nothing but make his fist start to bleed. "…open!"
He felt defeated as his hand slipped from the wall. If Mugen could not cut down a wooden door earlier, then he had a feeling Crown Clown could do nothing about a brick wall that came out of no where. Kanda was going to have to fend for himself. He turned to see the other set of stairs that looked like they were going to break if he dared to touch them. He shook his head. No, he couldn't dare to try it. He turned to head out when he saw the door that led back out into the first room was missing. What was going on with this house? He hesitated, feeling the wall for a way out, but there was none. It took a moment, but then it clicked.
'The inn… is the Innocence!' he thought with a gasp. 'But… this place seems so old for it to be the Innocence. Maybe all of the additions to it are to try to make it better? Or is all the old-looking things a disguise? If that's the case, then there is obviously someone here controlling it, and all those people who came in here were probably…'
He dared to try to walk up the breakable-looking stairs and found they were more solid than they looked. He walked up to the second floor to find piles of dirt on the floor. They were big enough to cover a body. There were also house plants, most of which were white roses that also seemed to be growing on the walls, and a few pictures on the walls. He walked towards one of the dirt piles and examined it closely. He knew it. All of the graves had stars on them, and by the looks of it, there were twenty-one piles of dirt. Twenty-one Akuma, all of which trying to find the Innocence when the Innocence was the inn itself. They didn't even notice that. He saw a twenty-second body, one that wasn't buried yet, and gasped. It was Hagar. But he had saw him yesterday and he wasn't an Akuma, and by the looks of it, he still wasn't! But Lavi said he was working for the Earl. But how would the person controlling the house know?
And, speaking of which, where was the person controlling it?
He crashed, hard, into the ground face-first. It smelled of liquor and maybe even a hint of cigarette smoke. He stood up slowly, a little bit dazed. First, he was walking down the stairs, and then he found himself sliding to God knows where and ended up being in a cellar-like thing. There was a candle lit, swaying lightly to nothing, and it showed the place was a total mess. Bottles were scattered everywhere, glass and parchment mixed with one another, and there was blood. Lots and lots of blood. And by the smell of it, it all belonged to Akuma.
Come closer. I want to get a look at your face before I kill you.
That made Kanda want to laugh at it, but he didn't. Instead, he stood his ground and did not budge. His eyes scanned around the room to see if there was any sign of disturbance, any sign of somebody moving, but there was none. It was all too quiet, and that did not do any good for Kanda's nerves, if he even had any. His hand grabbed Mugen's hilt as he heard a long, drawn-out sigh come from behind him.
I said to come closer, did I not? You and all of your little friends all trespass into my territory-- I do not like it. I will kill you for doing so, and then you will never be able to trespass again, stranger! Such a terrible shame, though. Kanda turned around, but there was no one there, only the shadows appearing from the candle. You have an incredible pretty face. I wish I had one like that.
"Come out and fight me," he growled, Mugen drawn. "I've been wanting to break someone's bones for a while now, and I don't care if you are the accommodator of this house or not. I will cut you in two."
Accommodator? What in the bloody hell is that? Well, whatever. See you in the afterlife, pretty boy.
The glass shards on the floor all lined up in the air, pointing towards him, and flew with swift agility like darts right at him. He jumped over most of them, except for the one that got him in the left shin of his leg, and they all connected to the opposite wall. He pulled the glass shard out of his leg and tossed it to one side before looking around to see what else was going to be coming after him. Nothing moved. The only sound to be heard was his own breathing.
Then creaks.
He didn't budge. If something was coming, he would be able to pin point its location within seconds if he just focused. The creaks grew louder as he grimaced. No, nothing was coming-- The room was collapsing in itself! The walls seemed to groan as the ceiling came crashing down, followed by the four walls, burying him alive. He grimaced, trying to push them off of him when he felt more weight pushing down onto him. At the rate it was going, he'd be crushed to death within the next thirty seconds.
I can control this building at will, pretty boy. I can create and destroy rooms within it whenever I want, however I want, and I can create any item within the building as well. You had no idea what you were up against, did you, pretty boy? I didn't think do, given your current situation. Now, to mess with the one upstairs…
'The one upstairs?' Kanda repeated in his head as the weight grew nearly unbearable, then his eyes widened. 'Oh, it means… Allen! Che! No way is it going to kill him! That's MY job! Like hell am I going to let that… happen… Urgh…'
The room disappeared, Kanda along with it, and left nothing but an empty space to be filled later on.
Last time he checked, he had counted twenty doors on the first floor. Now there were only six. The building was changing rampantly. He looked at the brooch in his hands. The colour was a bright red with orange sparks, and the pulsing was intensifying. He waved over to Seymour to follow him as they opened the door to find nothing but a huge brick wall. It was courted off. He blinked, then noticed the pulsing stopped and was all one beat. He looked at it, confused.
"We should try another room?" Seymour suggested, shrugging and already heading to the next door.
Lavi took another look at the bricks, noticing whoever put them up did a crappy job because there was a small hole in it that looked like it was neglected on accident, and nodded. Whatever was in that room, it was probably important, but judging by how his hammer seemed rather ineffective within the building, he probably shouldn't even try. He walked over to the next door and opened it slowly, showing a set of stairs leading up and a brick wall. He frowned, then walked up the stairs and noticed a familiar-looking white-haired exorcist examining the graves. He immediately grinned. "Hey, Allen-chan!"
Allen's head rose and turned to see Lavi. "Lavi?"
"Hunh. This sure does bring back memories, back at Kuro-chan's castle. These all…" He dug one up, but frowned. "…are empty, but they have the stars, so they all contained Akuma?"
Allen nodded. "Yeah. I think whoever controls this building-- it's the Innocence, by the way --doesn't like the smell, so they put them back outside afterwards for whatever reason." He frowned. "I don't understand, though. Hagar is right over there and he wasn't an Akuma, but they killed him anyways…"
"Oh!" Lavi pulled out the brooch out from his pocket. "Seymour-- where'd he go? He's the guy from the bar, he's probably still coming upstairs --found this outside yesterday. Apparently it belonged to Hagar." He frowned at the colour. It was a dark blue and felt too cold for his liking. "But I think it's a part of the Innocence somehow. I don't know, though."
Allen paused, thinking for a moment, when his eyes widened. "Lavi!"
"Hunh?"
Allen launched himself towards him and pushed him out of the way, along with Seymour, when the rose vines started to disconnect from the wall, sharp thorns evident, and charged at Allen, snaring him tightly. The thorns stuck into him everywhere as they began to engulf him. Lavi's eyes widened.
"Allen!"
"D-Don't… it… will grab you, too…" he managed to say before the vines pulled him back into one of the walls. They wrapped around him tightly, making it so that he couldn't budge even a little bit. Lavi grinded his teeth together as he pulled out his hammer from his pocket and activated it. This was sort of like what happened when they had fought against that strange version of Tyki, only this time it was the plants themselves and they weren't even giving Allen a chance.
"Fire Sea--!" he started, but something knocked the hammer right out of his hands and onto the floor. He did a double-take before he noticed that the pictures on the walls had disconnected from the walls and off of the tables as well and were coming towards them. Seymour came up the stairs and pulled his gun out in desperation, but he was instead pushed down the stairs by one of them. His eyes widened, and Lavi called out and tried to grab him, but it was too late as he fell. It could be heard that something broke. Probably his neck. Lavi felt a sharp pang of something sad, almost regretful, as the pictures began to fly at him. Quickly, he grabbed the hammer off of the floor and blocked all of them.
Impressive. I did not know little idiots like you had such capacity to fight.
He stopped, looking around. Was he hearing things? His eyes shifted to Allen, who was being stabbed to death by the thorns. That was enough. "Fire Seal!"
The serpent came out once more as it headed towards Allen and the vines, but a wall of bricks came up around the British exorcist and sealed him away from it. Lavi's eyes widened as the flames did nothing. He ran towards the bricks and started pounding on them profusely. "Allen! Allen! Can you hear me? I'm gonna get you out of there, I promise! Just hold on, okay?!"
There was a chuckle. You can't make promises you can't keep. Besides, I already did one, no, two of you in, and you really think you can try to save him as well? Ha! I'd love to see you try.
"T-Two of us…?" Lavi did not understand. Allen was still alive, barely. So far, the only death was Seymour from the bar, and that was still questionable. He could have still been alive. Did it mean Allen? But, anyways, who was the second…? "You don't mean… Y-Yuu-chan! Yeah fucking right, Yuu is too stubborn to die!"
Oh yeah? Then explain this.
The ceiling opened up a little hole as Kanda fell through and hit the floor, hard. Lavi couldn't believe it. A pool of blood formed around the slightly crushed exorcist as Mugen came in after him, falling to the floor. They were all doomed, by the looks of it.
"Yuu-chan!" Lavi called out, and the man stiffened by the sound of his own name. Lavi rushed over, eyes wide with surprise. "Are you okay? That crazy voice sounding thing just told me that it killed you, and Allen-chan is… He's being devoured by vines and now I don't know what to do! You've got to help us!"
Kanda grunted, hand extending and grabbing Mugen. "Che."
Impressive! You're still alive, even though I practically crushed you half to death. Well, at least I'll be able to get the other one if nothing else, and then I'll get you two later.
"Shut up." He stood up, staring at the brick walls that encased Allen. "Shut the fuck up. Who told you that you were allowed to kill Moyashi? That's…" He lifted it above his head, frowning. "…my job. Ichigen!"
Yeah, yeah. Try all you want, it's never going to w-- The spirit bugs cut right through the bricks, revealing a half-dead Allen with the vines practically choking him. Lavi hit the Fire Seal in time before the person could create a wall of bricks again and burned all the vines. Allen slumped over, blood seeping through his clothes. Kanda grabbed him and looked at Lavi.
"We're going to need to find this person, fast."
Lavi nodded in agreement when the floor seemed to disappear from underneath him. His eyes widened as he fell down, down, down, but Kanda did not see if he had landed because it sealed back in. He grimaced. Lavi was probably going to go through hell in less than ten seconds, but he had his own problems. The remaining vines looked at him hungrily, the thorns dripping with blood. It was more than likely Allen's. He looked to his left and saw a door already open. He sprinted and slammed the door shut, the sound of the vines hitting the door being more satisfying than he had thought.
Now what?
He sighed, noticing the room was practically empty and was probably just an afterthought that the person created. He put Allen down and sat down, trying to recover. His arms were recovering quickly, but they still hurt at the time. It was quiet within the room, which was nice, because he was starting to get really sick of that pestering voice that kept on talking. It probably only talked to hear its own voice. The person was more than likely a male, then, probably in his twenties or thirties. How annoying. He glanced over to Allen, whose eyebrows were furrowing together. He was going to wake up soon. Good.
"Nnfg…" His eyes snapped open, almost completely lost. Everything throbbed in pain as he sat up, looking at Kanda. "…Hi?"
"Che. You got hurt at a perfect time. Now the Baka Usagi is missing and I think he's going to get hurt pretty bad, and I got half-crushed to death and now you're bleeding all over the place. 'Hi' is probably the last thing you should say right now."
"Oh… kay…?"
Kanda said nothing as he stood up, frowning. They needed to find Lavi and get the hell out of there. They knew what they were up against now, so if they just retreated temporarily and healed up, they would be able to find the accommodator in no time and convince him to lay off and come back to the Order. That was always how it went down. He frowned. He also wanted to find that Akuma, too. The one that was back at that town several days ago. If it were trying to find the Innocence, it would probably end up here eventually. Kill two birds with one stone. Yippee.
Allen winced, trying to stand up but couldn't. His body was screaming in objection to it, but he needed to move. He just had to-- Lavi was in danger, and he didn't want another one of his friends' life in danger. He grimaced, forcing himself up and wincing again. There was no way he was going to be able to do anything, but he had to try. "Let's go," he said as he practically limped towards the next door. Kanda frowned, and though he hated the thought that was going through his mind, it seemed like the only smart thing to do. He picked Allen up in a basic piggy-back fashion and opened the door, trying to ignore the expression of shock on Allen's face.
"Kanda…? I know you have been acting strange, but this is… You… First you call me by name, and now…"
"Shut up." Kanda said, walking into the next room. "I don't know myself. Okay? So shut up."
Allen didn't want to. "But, Kanda--"
"You were the one who called me by my name first," Kanda interrupted. "And… I don't know. Che." He walked towards the set of stairs that led downwards and started walking on them back to the first floor. "I think my mind just would rather call you Allen than Moyashi. And this is just for the sake of being safe. If I leave you behind--"
"But you would have never minded leaving me behind before--"
"--then I will never hear the end of it from Lenalee--"
"-- you never cared about other people's opinions, either--"
"--and I might miss picking on you--"
"--and-- What?!"
Kanda said nothing as he put Allen down, eyebrows furrowing. What in the fuck was that? Why did he even say that? He would be glad when Allen turned into the Fourteenth so that he could kill him finally. Miss him? Never in a million years. Never. Something in his chest tightened, as if it objected to Kanda's thoughts. He ignored it as he looked around the room, trying to act normal, then finally said something of it that sounded half-way right at the current moment in time. "Forget that last one, I don't even know where the hell that one came from, so just ignore me, okay? We need to find the Baka Usagi. Can you walk? I don't want to carry you any long-- Allen?"
There was a dark red blush on his face, his eyes looking downward, biting his lower lip. He didn't look up when Kanda said his name. The Japanese exorcist frowned. He still couldn't believe what he had said, and now Allen was blushing because of it. Why? First the entire dream thing, and now this? He scowled at the younger boy before opening a door and finding it blocked by bricks. He frowned, then pulled Mugen out and cut right through it. Lavi laid still, eyes squeezed shut, looking sick.
"Yuu-chan… Get… out of here…" he whispered. "I can't move… The room… spinning… And Seymour… He's… okay… He's… a friend…"
The moron always seemed to get sick at the worst possible time. He also saw the man named Seymour, who was bending over and trying to help Lavi up, and frowned. Seymour gave him a hesitant smile before looking around the room. "I fell," he explained, "from the stairs afterwards. It was as if the floor wasn't even there… And then I found him like this…"
Allen came out from behind Kanda and saw the scene.
Immediately, his eye reacted.
'What?!' Allen blinked once and saw the soul of somebody bound to the man called Seymour standing out to his eyes. Kanda looked at Allen and realized immediately what that meant. Allen quickly activated his Innocence, Crown Clown. "Lavi! Move!"
Seymour frowned as Lavi looked up, seeing the soul as well. 'Right. Allen's eye… I can see it, too. But… I thought… Damn, I let my guard down! I should have known-- I depend on Allen's eye too much!'
"It's too late." Seymour's voice drastically changed as Kanda immediately recognized the Akuma. The long arms were a dead give-away as they reached out, fully extended, towards Allen. "You fucking exorcists, I'll kill each of you!"
"Moyashi--!" Kanda called out, but Allen was shoved through several walls and back into the room where the piles of dirt were. The vines, the ones that were supposed to be burned, grabbed the lying exorcist and pinned him to the wall. The Akuma grinned widely. Kanda pulled Mugen out, glare evident, as he charged. This Akuma had caused him the most problems ever. He was going to kill it himself, get Allen, find the accommodator, and then they could go home.
Though, he knew it wasn't going to be just that easy.
The Akuma blocked his weapon and tossed it aside as if it were a present it didn't want. It laughed as Kanda scowled before it broke out through the wall easily and headed out into town. The screams could be heard already. Kanda felt a bead of sweat run down the side of his face. No. Not again. He absolutely could not repeat the same mistake he did last time. He started to run after it when the high, raspy voice of the person he despised more than anything called out.
"…K-K…anda…"
He hesitated, growled, picked up Mugen and cut right through the plants. Allen gasped, taking in deep breathes to recover as Lavi staggered in, using the wall as his support.
"Is it too late for me to ask if we're screwed?"
The Japanese man didn't respond as he jumped out of the hole the Akuma had created and ran after it in great haste. Bodies were starting to line the streets, and the screams were only getting louder. Déjà vu version number one.
Allen groaned, holding Crown Clown with a steady hand. "Lavi. If we jump, I'll put you back in the inn and you can go check on Miranda for me. After that, stay where you are, and Kanda and I will go out and fight the Akuma. If we beat him, we can make plans for how we're going to deal with accommodator."
The redhead nodded in agreement, almost too tired and ill to say anything. Allen supported him as the two jumped out of the hole as well, landing with ease. They walked as they heard the high-pitched, girlish screams come from every direction, and yet neither could quite do anything about it. They approached the inn, noticed it was mostly empty, and walked up the looming set of stairs that stood before them. Allen left Lavi in the room with Miranda before opening the window and frowning heavily. The screams had died down, but that could only mean something bad. Lavi frowned. "Allen… I know you are still bleeding. Don't push yourself for Yuu-chan's sake, even if you do like him."
He nodded once before leaping out and landing rather awkwardly onto the ground. People were hiding in buildings as the dead laid still and polluting the snow with red stains. Clouds built up around the town as cold rain, frozen rain, began to pelt everything. It stung at his face, but that did not hinder him any as he followed a familiar set of footsteps. Kanda's footsteps. There was harsh yelling as he got closer, and the sound of swords clashing. Then silence. He paused. There should have been more noise than that. There should have been a 'Che' or something like as a result. But there wasn't. Kanda should have come walking towards him with a scowl and a nod to confirm the job was done. But he never came. He drew closer to see a dead civilian-- a little boy, probably only eleven or twelve --bleeding on the white snow, and a shape-changing Akuma that was laughing hysterically.
There was still no sign of Kanda.
"Level threeeeeee!" The pitch of the Akuma's voice could not have been any higher as Allen clamped his hands over his ears. It was a combination of a scream and a train whistle amplified times ten, along with an addition of a cat being run over by a wheelbarrow. It was almost unbearable. "Now, to kill all of your fellow exorcists! Fwahahahaha!"
It moved a little to reveal Kanda, still conscious, bleeding profusely and twitching lightly. Until his wounds recovered, he could not do a damn thing. Allen stared at him, eyes wide, not comprehending. The Akuma had just taken pleasure in hurting Kanda. It did. It was even laughing.
Unforgivable.
The Akuma fully changed, its form just like the usual level threes, and looked at Allen, unsurprised. It did not speak. It seemed as if it couldn't quite yet, as if it were obtaining more knowledge of some sort. Allen didn't care. He didn't care about the soul, he didn't care about the possibility that Lavi and Miranda could die, didn't care that the accommodator was more than likely going to be targeted soon. He just didn't give a damn anymore. It had made Kanda bleed. Rage seeped out into the open to the point of which one could almost taste it. He didn't understand why he was getting so angry, he just knew that it was there. He wanted to kill it. He wanted to take that Akuma and severe its little head until it was undistinguishable.
"…Exorcist…"
He took one step forward, the sleet pouring down upon them, the crunch of the snow beneath his feet all but forgotten as the thickening rage overcame him. It took all of three seconds for Allen to finally understand what he was going to do. Did he care? No.
Two launches from opposite sides.
Two intentions to kill.
One word.
"Akuma!"
Okay, that did not go quite as I had planned it. Wow. Uh. Well, anyways, this chapter was uber-epically long. And, wow, thank you guys so much for putting up with this. Allen is starting to scare me. XD So! Did you like it? Hate it? Love it? Destroy it? Hit me with a review, por favor! It's so very much appreciated! Yatta! I'll see you all in 12! --K.S.
