Chapter 17 -The Shining You Was Born-
"Together, again," She smiled, holding his hand gently. Allen held her hand.
"Yeah, we'll be together... Forever."
[Around 2 Years Later... A. W. Senior: 18 -.-.-.- Mary Will: 17]
So the boy fell into a deep sleep.
Mary was always in a ill condition; she has bad health, constantly getting sick time to time, just like how Allen couldn't walk time to time, too. The doctor said that her body is just that weak, it wasn't because of a disease... But Allen knew better: It was because of Innocence. He heard about it before, from his 'friend' Cross Marian. Parasitic type Innocence takes energy from their wielder, thus shortening their lives. They do not live long... He knew that her arm is Innocence, just by looking at that green cross embedded into her hand. Allen felt disgusted time to time, an ugly feeling lurking in his heart. Why Mary? He always thought. He was selfish, he knew. Months passed since they first met, Allen learned that she was just a simple innocent girl, if it weren't for the Holy War. He hated their guts, but not to the extent where he had to go work for the Earl.
Mary would definitely don't want that, he knew.
Even without the Earl's help, he could just attack them head on, if it weren't for his legs.
For Allen's case, Mary was worried, too. Some times, he would fall down, his legs wouldn't move. She panicked whenever that happened. Allen didn't like it, to see Mary like that, but it was inevitable. It was probably because of that time, in which he was kidnapped. He still remembered it; it was engraved into his deepest memory. It traumatized him very much, causing his ability to walk... Even though he can walk, sometimes his mind just won't allow him to. His personal doctor, whom he trusted the most out of all the people in his house, often checked his status. Mary once overheard their conversation, about something regarding of his mental health...
"..." How much she felt hurt that he didn't told her anything about it. But at least in the end he did told her...
"In the end, we're pretty alike," Mary reacted bitterly.
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There was this one time, he asked her about it, life in the order. He was curious, after all, his 'friend', too, is currently working in the order. So he had to know how's the condition living there. Allen, after all, was worried about his underclassman. But that was not the reason, though.
"In the order?" Mary eyed the mitarashi dango lying in front of her on the wooden table, ready to be eaten.
"Yeah," Allen nodded, "I'm worried about my friend, who's a scientist -I think- there."
"Hm..." Her brown eyes looked distant, "Well... Sure, we got food to eat and all... But only parasitic type could get more servings due to the lack of food supply. Though, constantly it improves... Better food comes in, but... It's still harsh..."
"... Sorry..." Allen tilted his head downwards, "if I reminded you of bad times..."
"Nah, it's alright," She grinned, she barely grins in the order, "I was the type to try to escape the order whenever the chance was there, though, I always got caught because of... Well, yeah."
-Oi moyashi, don't you dare try to escape...-
-Yuu! Don't be rude!-
"I bet they have high security then," He laughed. Mary smiled, "Yeah..." She picked up the dango and gobbled it down, drinking water afterwards. Allen laughed, "Mary, you have to eat less sweets; it's bad for your health."
Mary pouted, "I need sugar power, that's all."
"No, I'm serious," Allen said, "... You... You kept getting attacks... Who know when will be next when you collapse... I mean... Its just that..."
"... I know," she said, wiping her mouth with a napkin, "I won't die easily."
"... You sure?"
"Very," She nodded with confirmation, but her eyes revealed the deep feeling of doubt. Mary sighed, patting her belly, smiling slightly. "And for the sake of this child, too," she added.
Among the Grey Ashes in the Flames Shining.
-.-.-
You be the light, then I'll be the ashes.
-.-.-
"Everything will be alright," Allen smiled, holding her hand close to himself. But he was worried, very worried. His mere smile was just a lie, a lie to make himself feel better. Everything will be alright? Hell. He knew it won't end up like that. But, even so, just a little bit of hope wouldn't hurt... Will it?
It did. It hurt a lot.
It was during that night, the night in which everything changed. Just like two years ago, the same cold and freezing night, snowing. The same sky, the same coldness. It was the same.
"I'm home!" The door cracked open, and was closed with a thump. Allen took off his coat, briefly dusting the snow off of the cloth. He hung it at the wall, and stepped forward into the warmhearted house, where he lived for two years straight.
"You're back," He heard the weak voice said with joy. Allen smiled, walking into the room, "Yeah."
Mary was in bed, resting. She hummed, "How was job?"
"..."
"...Fired?" That was dark.
"... Yeah," Allen looked to the left, finding a creative way to escape this topic... Mary sighed, slowly sitting up from bed, "I told you already, stop worrying about us, it'll affect your salary."
"... Sorry," He laughed it off, "but I couldn't help it... I mean... Right now you're in a critical condition, how can I not be worried?" Allen sat down on the chair beside her, sighing.
"A lot had happened."
-.-.-
First one, then two.
-.-.-
"Yeah, I know."
"It was a surprise, never thought we would come to this point in our lives..."
"Right..."
"Sometimes I thought how would it be if I... Never ran away, from 'home'."
"... Then I'll be left to die, and we would never meet in first place, right?"
"That would be a nightmare, then."
"Yup, I'm glad that I met you."
"... Me too."
"I wonder... When this child is born, what should we name him, or her?"
-.-.-
Rise Up and Expand,
-.-.-
"... Dunno, maybe something nice, then. Like... A name that describes the child?" A laugh.
"Hm... Something that goes with 'Walker', since it will be the surname..."
"This'll be hard."
"Ugh... This is hard. I never really named a person before, not even a pet."
"Me too, it would be my childhood friends who name 'em."
"You mean those childhood friends you always told me about?"
"Yup, Mana and Neah."
"Ooh, like?"
"Well, they named a pet Timcanpy before. It kinda suits him."
"Timcanpy? Ahaha, that's a cute name!"
"Really? I think so too~"
"But back to the topic at hand..."
"... I can't think of anything. It's too precious!"
-.-.-
Into That Beloved Face.
-.-.-
"Ahh then what can we do? Leaving 'em nameless would be bad, right?"
"Yeah..."
"Ugh..."
"..."
They stared, they laughed. They laughed until they cried out tears.
"This child symbolizes our 'resolve', better give 'em a good name, right?"
"Precisely," She patted her belly, "Never thought it would come to this moment... Hm, the snow's falling more," She glanced out of the window.
Snow, huh. Mary thought, eyeing the specks of white falling to the depth of the Earth. "Snow..." She sighed, "It was snowing when we first met."
"..." Allen smiled, "Yeah," he held her hand, close to himself. "Together, again."
"Yup."
-.-.-
A Thousand Dreams, trickle back to the Earth.
-.-.-
Her hand felt warm, no, steaming hot. "...?" He stared at her hand, then to her face. She was sweating, a lot, a hell lot.
"Mary...?" No reaction.
"Hey, Mary?" He shook her slightly, his hand on her arm. "Mary?"
"Allen..." He heard her.
"What is it?" Allen was worried, very, very worried.
"... I think..." She fell backwards, he caught her.
-.-.-
Dreams, dreams.
-.-.-
"Mary! It'll be alright, everything will be alright!" He said, practically screaming his heart out. He was sad, panicking. But Mary didn't mind, his voice was her source of comfort.
"Breath, slowly, it's alright, you can do this..."
-.-.-
On the night when the silver eyes were trembling,
-.-.-
Snow fell down, brown eyes in pain stared at it as it fell. She gritted her teeth, for this child, for Allen. I will not... She felt it, her life draining away from her in a whim. She couldn't keep up, her breathing was hard.
For this child, please, to God who I hate so much.
-.-.-
the shining you was born.
-.-.-
"Wahhh...!"
A cry.
"Mary! You did it! It's a healthy boy!" Allen cried, hugging the newborn.
"... Let... Me see..." She said weakly, hand reaching for child.
"Here," a boy is crying.
"... Ah..." He was born, the boy was finally born.
Something crashed at the back of her mind, though. Her tired brown eyes stared.
A parasitic type Innocence user will forever be bound to this war. She thought that they won't be involved, but it was too late. Her throat felt tight, she felt like crying, so badly.
"No..."
"It's alright," He realized her worry.
"It's alright..." To her, his words were magic. "Even though, yeah, I hate that arm so much... I can't help but love it at the same time, that arm of yours... Of our son's."
She cried. The Innocence was no longer with her.
-.-.-
I will still continue to pray,
Please bestow this child your love,
Please join hands
and leave a gentle kiss.
-.-.-
As for the rest of the story, it was already known; the story about the boy known as Junior.
Walker hummed a familiar melody, writing music. Snow drifted to the very ground, he saw at it, smiling, "Today's another great day!"
-.-.-
Allen was walking back home from the Campbells'. What Neah had told him really hit him hard: Long hair, metal bat, delinquency, that could be also used to explain his current personalities. He glanced at his arm, that deformed arm, with uncertainty. Emerald glows, then it dims.
-Together, again.-
-Yeah, we'll be together... Forever.-
He was sure of it. All of these memories, they weren't his. Those deep feelings, it was kept within the Innocence, engraved into its soul. And that snow, too, was just an illusion formed by Innocence.
"... Who was my mother..."
The Innocence wouldn't tell him, his father wouldn't tell him.
It was because he never asked.
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I realized a lot of flaws within my story, and if you realized the flaws, I guess I'll just say that "this story doesn't make sense, it has no logical sense," or that, "Innocence always make eerie stuff, so non-logical stuff can happen *insert troll face here*."
I shall say no more :D
D. Gray-man belongs to Katsura Hoshino-sensei~