Think of all the things we could have been,

All the relationship we would've become;

As brothers as cousins as a family.

If only destiny was in our favour.

"Hmm" Allen hummed, fiddling with the object in his hands.

"Judgement, huh?"

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"Goddamit!" He shouted, clawing his bandaged chest. "Sano!"

"Sano!" He shouted again, blood oozing through the bandage. But no matter how much he said, how much he cast the spell it would not heal.

"Consano!" Did he somehow use up all his magic, if that's the case he could simply use his lifeforce.

"Heal! Goddammit," He cried at last, panting for air. It was no use, the innocence afflicted injury couldn't be healed using magic.

He didn't know why? After all, he was still a human with red blood running through his veins. No matter what entity that resided in him or what he was called in the past, he was still Humanhumanhuman. And if not, he wondered when he stop being one.

The door cried softly, along with an annoyed voice. "Oh- I just left you for three minutes and you injured yourself again!" someone said exasperated.

The footsteps came closer and there was a shift of the bed, making it known that someone else was on it. Allen scowled, ducking his hair curtained his face. White hair and grey skin, and obviously the golden eyes, it was surprising to see Allen in his other form for more than six hours. But one thing was missing, it was his crown, his mark as one of the disciple. Unlike the new three-eyes newcomer, Tyki knows that Allen have it like the rest of them.

But Allen never transform fully and the others doesn't seem to be curious why.

Tyki sigh, running through his hair with his finger until finally releasing it. "Why weren't you at the place we promised yesterday?" He ask, his tone sounds almost accusing.

"I was there Tyki," Allen hissed through his greeted teeth.

"You were ten blocks away Allen!" Tyki said exasperated, putting his hands in the air to add the affect.

"Well sorry!" Allen growled, though it sounded sincere and a bit sarcastic to the other.

"The Earl's angry and it literally took me a country to make sure Road and Sheryl doesn't get to see you," Tyki continued, sounding tired as he did so.

Allen finally look up to see the other teen, who know look so tired, so old. Allen truly pitied him. "I'm sorry, Joi- Tyki," A simple slip of the tongue, a honest mistake. But Tyki look at him, a sad smile adorned his face as he realised Allen mistake. And for a second, Allen saw the shadow of the past, of a family he once knew.

Slowly, Tyki rise up, ruffling Allen's hair for one last time before walking towards the door. "Goodbye. I'll see you tomorrow," He said before closing the door.

Allen waited to see Tyki's presence disappeared. He sigh, looking down onto his hands, his bloody hands as it was coated by his own blood. Contemplating on something, Allen finally decided;

"I fucked up, badly," And with that, he bury his head into his hand, not caring that it would stain his face later. And moments later, pain washed over him.

"Ahaha," He breathed, gripping his head more tightly. "HaaaHaHaHaHAHAHAA!"

"iT hUrts. . .Make it Stop," Pleading, begging, he only wished for the pain to stop.

"Stop, stoP, StoP" He repeated over and over like a broken disk. As he finally stop, throat pulsing in pain, Allen finally cried. Letting tears fall as his dam of emotion finally broke.

"Please!" He pleaded, voice breaking at the end. And slowly, he breathe, feeling his lung with it's well-needed oxygen. But the pain never diminished, in fact, it seems to intensify with every second.

"Mana. . ." He called weakly, hoping that someone would come to rescue him. "Nea, Cross, Toraido, Joido, Dezaiasu ,Wisely. . ."

"Fiidora, Maashiima , Raasura , Road. . . Bondomu, Rasutoru, Maitora. . ."

It was no use, they're gone (Not all of them) but still. . .

"Calling them won't make them come back, you know," Someone said.

Allen snapped his eyes open, looking at the intruder. Golden eyes glowed eerily and behind her, was the full moon, her figure casting ominous shadow on the floor; Road. Allen didn't reply, but instead, choose to stare at her. Anything that could distract him from this pain.

Road stepped forward, looming over Allen who was curled up in a ball. She went down to her knees so she can see Allen eye to eye, and gently caressed his hair. A simple melody was hummed, and Allen found himself immersed in it. The pain didn't lessen though.

"We could hear it Allen," Road whispered, her golden eyes keep starring at him. Searching, searching. . .

But can never find what they want.

"Your cries. . ." She said in a soft tone, as if any higher would leave the child in a emotion mess. (Which was debatable)

"You shouldn't play like that," Road said suddenly, gripping his hair tightly causing the younger disciple to wince. "Transformation is no joke Allen, it's unleashing sacred power onto yourself and using it as yours,"

Eyes like ice, she held her gaze with his. "It's either all or none," She said and finally released his hair.

Road stood up and instead of leaving, she propped herself besides Allen. Resting her elbows on her thigh and put her head on it. "I can't help you lessen the pain. . ." She said slowly, sounding bored. "But this will be a lesson to you,"

"It hurts Road," Allen sobbed, he didn't know what hurts anymore. Everything hurts, all his cell was screaming, sending out pain impulses to his mind. It was too much, his nerves was haywired and it didn't help to reduce the pain, but amplify it by sending distress message to the brain.

"I know Allen," Road said. "I also been through it before," Her voice broke at the end.

Allen shouted and Road sung to calm down the child. In the end it became a tear mess, with Allen screaming and thrashing and Road at some point crying. After a long time, Allen finally calm down, already used to the pain. While Road sat at a chair across him, deciding that observing him was the best she could do.

His breathe was shallow, his heart was pounding heavily, Allen was sure it could be heard across the whole manor. And finally, the blissful numbness that always accompanies pain finally filled him up, making everything far more bearable, that is until the dull aching of the limb was only pain left.

"Hey Allen," He heard Road saying somewhere in his suffering. "Can you sing me a song."

Allen was quite for a while, thinking of her request. "The lord Millennium is in search for you. . ." Allen sung weakly, his mind already formed the next verse. "Looking for the Heart now. Have you heard the news?"

"Maybe you stole it from him? I'll see if it's true. . ."

"I was not the one he sought, Maybe it is you. "

"Who is it who has my heart. . .?"

"I will find you soon! "

Allen doesn't know if he got to finish his song, because that next thing he knew he was already asleep. Dreaming of his nightmarish past even though Road tried to lighten it for him, it was still hellish.

"That's what you get for messing with memories," He heard Road sigh, somewhere in his dreams.

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"Here!" Allen said, handing the weapon to Cross who was giving him a dumbfounded look.

Allen sigh, contemplating how stupid his younger brother could be at some times. "It's a gift idiot!" He said exasperated and shove the pistol in his brother hand.

Cross eyed the pistol wearily, then back at Allen. "What's the catch?" He ask, making Allen roll his eyes.

"Make sure to protect yourself," Allen said before leaving a bewildered Cross in his room. As he steps out, Allen couldn't help but smirk.

He was such a great brother.

"I forgotten your abilities to fuck things up," Allen snorted at that statement but didn't denied it.

Allen gave an amusing glance at Tyki, who just bothered to change his bandage instead of last night. He smirked at seeing the disgusted scowl on Tyki's face.

"You just had to touch it," Tyke stated, now studying the wound that have worsened overnight.

"It hurts," Allen tried to defend himself. Thanks to his earlier episode, Allen couldn't feel the pain anymore but instead numbness.

Tyki sigh, washing away the dried blood with a wet cloth. "I'm Destruction remember, not healer or something like that," Allen continued, wincing when Tyki burrowed his nails into Allen's chest, making it bleed. Thankfully his superior gene immediately patched it up, but Innocence-made wound? Not gonna happen.

Tyki ignored his hiss of pain and continued washing the wound, he glared at the stitches that some had opened. But thankfully had closed so Tyki doesn't have to sew it back. And finally he bandaged it with a long roll of clean, white cloth. Experience told him that normal bandage would just tore up the next four hour.

"There," Tyki exclaimed, as he tied the last knot. He stood up and ruffled Allen already-messed hair, giving him a grin as he did that.

"Don't do anything stupid, I'm going to take your breakfast," Tyke said as he walked towards the door.

"Hurry Tyki!" Allen shouted. "I'm hungry!"

As Allen was left alone with his thought, Allen couldn't help but wonder; How the past and the current reincarnation are almost similar in certain aspect.

Good? Bad? Confusing? I'm sorry, I'm so tired and sleepy, plus my mind is giving me a killer headache (Guess what inspired this chapter?). The new chapter for the Siren AU is finished but I'm so lazy to update it. My senior have hair like Allen, this year she is going to have one of the biggest exam in her student life so because of stress some of it turned grey. I pity her but then I look at me hair, which is an abomination. I'm just tired and all, but it's our well earned holiday, hopefully this can reduce my stress.

Bye! Good Night from me!