Disclaimer: Nope me no owny but I am a Allen cosplayer, it's a blast! I love D-Gray man and I wish I were an Exorcist, yep, I'd love to be a parasite type (I'd want wings XD)! Well, I hope you enjoy. I tried. D.Gray-man is a manga series by Katsura Hoshino.

NOTE: The first bit may seem really weird but it will make sense when you get through it.

Onward to The First Act of The End, a play by the Millennium Earl:

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. ------- It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

--- Marianne Williamson.

Between Black and White

Chapter 3: Dark Dreams of Nothing

--To Be Despised--

Krory woke up. The vampire blinked at his surroundings. His room? Was the battle over already? He got up from his bed and rubbed his eyes. Confused, he walked out into the hall. How strange, it felt unbearably hot in the Order today. He tried to fan some air into his shirt but it did not seem to make any kind of difference. What to do? Perhaps Allen was in his room. He could just ask him what was happening…oh, wait! Was Allen ok?! Krory rushed to Allen's room and knocked fervently at the door.

"Allen? Allen? Are you there? Are you alright?"

The door was suddenly yanked open and an angry looking Allen stood in the doorway. He was covered in bandages. The silver gray eyes glared darkly, "What the hell do you want?"

Krory blinked taken aback by the uncommon rudeness from his friend, "T-thank goodness, you're alright."

"No thanks to you." The glare and hate filled voice stabbed deep into Krory's soul, "Why don't you go find someone else to bother?" The door slammed shut in the tall man's face.

Krory stood in shock for a moment then tears started to slide down his face. Allen had never been so cruel to him before. Had he always been a bother to his friend? He seemed so angry. The thought to apologize briefly passed his mind but would not that be bothering Allen again. His friend obviously did not want to see him right now. It made him feel sick to think of how angry Allen was. Hurt, Krory turned and walked down the hall. Maybe he would get something to eat.

The tall Exorcist made his way to the cafeteria and up to the order counter window. However, instead of being greeted by Jerry's normally cheerful face, he was met by a frown, "U-um…"

"I'm sorry; we don't have enough food for your kind." Jerry scolded with disgust, "There's barely enough left for our regular Exorcists with you here. Go eat some bricks or something."

A shade was pulled down blocking Jerry from view. Struck once again, Krory began to cry aloud. What was with everyone today? Were they now his friends, no, his family? What was happening? It was then that he noticed that the whole room was staring at him with baleful looks.

"Shut up, crybaby." Kanda's snide voice shot over his weeping, "You're ruining my meal."

"S-sorry!" Krory choked out as he fled the cafeteria and slipped into the neighboring hall. He stood there crying for quite some time when he wiped his face on his sleeve. No matter what, he still had one friend. He still had—

"Useless."

Was that Lavi's voice?

"Completely useless, that's what he was."

Lavi? Krory shrank back into a shadowed area as Lavi came walking by with Lenalee at his side.

"I know. If it was not for us, the Order would have been destroyed. He definitely could not have done it. He barely made much of a difference anyway." Lenalee spoke crossing her arms, "He's the most useless person I've ever met."

"It's all his fault Allen got hurt. He didn't even try to help him." Lavi continued, "Krory is pathetic." Venom was present in his words.

That was not true! He had saved Allen's life…right? Krory found it becoming hard to think. Everything was so hot and his head hurt so much.

"He isn't even worth the skin he wears."

Even Lavi…why? Why did everyone hate him so much? Krory fell to his knees and cried into his sleeves.

------ --------------- ------------- --------------------- ---------------

--To Have Failed--

Allen slowly felt his senses return to him. Everything hurt and he felt as though he was standing before a blazing bonfire. Heavy lids rose grudgingly to allow his blurry eyes to view the sky above. He was still outside the Order. Carefully, Allen got to his feet. He frowned, his left arm was not responding at all. It felt as if it were paralyzed. The nerves were probably damaged. As soon as he looked at his surroundings, the white haired boy's eyes went wide in shock. Akuma were everywhere!

The tower itself was being battered to smithereens by the massive army of the Earl. There were so many of them! Dead Finders were strewn about in the ruins of the Order's stone. Allen started to run forward toward his threatened home when he tripped and fell flat on his face into something warm and wet. He pushed up from the ground only to notice with panic that he had fallen into a pool of blood. He soon found its source.

"Lavi!"

Allen took hold of his friend's shoulder, "Lavi!" The older Exorcist lay still and unmoving.

The panicked boy pressed two fingers to the underside of Lavi's jaw where it met his neck. No pulse? Practically ripping the glove off his right hand with his teeth, Allen held the exposed flesh over Lavi's mouth and nose. No air flow. In disbelief, he pressed his ear against the blood covered chest. Lavi could not be dead, he was just unconscious. There was only dark silence to meet his hearing. The redhead was so cold… Tears welled up in Allen's eyes. He could not deny it. Lavi was most certainly deceased. His chest hurt. Allen got to his feet. He had to help the others while he still could. He could not allow Lavi's death to be in vain.

Gray eyes raced the battle field only to come across another downed body, Lenalee's. He moved quickly to her side but once again it was far too late. She had been dead for quite a while now. Tears were now pouring down the young Exorcists face. Two of his friends were now… Lavi was… His blurred vision caught sight of movement nearby. Allen rushed over to see Krory pulling himself across the ground by one arm as his other one had been severed off. His body was a mangled.

"Krory!" Allen dropped to his knees at the struggling man's side.

The vampire smiled with bloody teeth, "A-Allen…"

"Thank God you're alive!" He could not stop crying, "Don't move, I'm going to treat your wounds."

"T-thank…you…" Krory let out a pained breath and groaned in pain.

Allen opened Krory's coat and shirt to reveal a terrible mess of blood and exposed protruding bones lying within a mass of hanging flesh. It was awful. He plastered the most reassuring smile he could to his face. He tried to wipe the tears from his face. He had to be strong for his friend, "It's going to be alright, Krory. Don't worry."

Krory coughed causing the bone shards to bend even more and expelled a mouthful of dark blood. It was a sign of massive internal bleeding. The dying man put his smile weakly back on after the fit, "It's too late now Allen. It is good to see…t-that you are…alright. I think…I'll just rest here. Don't…worry…about…" Krory's eyes rolled back.

"Krory, wait! Don't!" Allen shook as shock began to set in, "Krory! KRORY!"

The dark man's heart had stopped. Horror took grabbed hold of him. Allen leaned over the tall man and pressed his hand on the vampire's chest to attempt to try and restart the dead heart but as soon as he applied pressure, the man's sternum snapped beneath. Allen screamed in terror and backed away dragging himself across the ground. They were all dead! Dead! He was covered in their blood! He gripped the side of his hair with his good hand as he curled up defensively on the ground sobbing almost like a small child. It was not true, this could not be happening! Somebody make it stop! Please, stop it!

---- --------------- --------------- --------- -------- --------- ---------

To Be Forgotten

Lavi opened his one emerald eye. The familiar walls of his room within the Order filled his vision. The redhead groaned groggily and rolled over in his bed. He did not want to get up. His whole body felt as if it were burning up with a fever but other than the feeling, he was exhibiting no signs of any such sickness. Perhaps it had something to do with the bite he had received from that weird Akuma. Well, obviously, it was not killing him so there was no use worrying about it right now. Besides, the old panda was not here to bother him. Lavi rolled over then tried to go back to sleep. The lean Exorcist lay there for several more minutes but was unable to return to his rest. With a slight grumble, Lavi sat up and stretched.

"All well, guess I'll check up on the others."

The young Bookman pulled on his boots then strode out into the hall. He put his arms behind his head for a moment then sighed. Well, time to go and check on Krory. The poor man was always in such a frazzle. It would be best to make sure he was ok since the battle was over and all. Lavi made his way to his friend's room and knocked.

"Hey, Kro-chan! What cha' doin'?"

There was nothing but silence.

"Kro-chan?" The door creaked open just a bit beneath his knuckles, "Eh?" Lavi pushed the door open and looked in. It was empty. He crossed his arm, "Well…"

He walked a few door down, "Hey, Allen! What're you up to?"

As soon as his hand hit the door, it too opened. Lavi peered in, "Hm? No one's home, eh. Well…"

Knowing those two, they were probably in the cafeteria eating. The redhead turned and made his way toward the eating room. As he made his travel, Lavi felt a wave of suspicion pass over him. Why was there no one about? Usually there was some random person form the science department or a Finder wandering about somewhere. It was just too quiet. Something seemed very wrong. Shrugging the feeling off, the Bookman-in-training entered his destination. Lavi's eyes narrowed. Well, this was quite particular. Quietly, he made his way over to the order window. Jerry was not there. What was this?

"Hey, is there anyone here?" Lavi yelled into the thin silence. His echoed voice was the only answer.

Feeling a swell of panic start in his chest, Lavi dashed about the Order opening doors and searching. After a while, it became obvious that he was the only one present in the tower. Swallowing the overflowing panic that threatened to overtake him, Lavi flopped down on the ground with his legs crossed. It was impossible for everyone to suddenly go missing with no trace. Something awkward was going on. He put a hand on his chin and thought. When was the impossible, possible?

Lavi slapped a fist into his open hand, "I'm dreaming!" He smiled for a few seconds pleased with himself, "Ok, dream. Let's spice things up shall we?" He closed his eyes and thought hard of his hearts desire but when he cracked his eye lids open again, nothing had changed, "Well, damn."

Maybe this was too weird to be a dream but it was not reality so what was this. He began to think again. How had he gotten to this strange nightmare world? Lavi pinched himself, "Ow…feels real enough, hm…" What happened to him last? Oh, yeah. Naoshe bit him. He remembered being paralyzed then blacking out. Could he be in some kind of illusion? Lavi grinned then stood up. He knew just what to do to illusions.

"Big hammer, little hammer. Grow, grow, grow!"

--------- -------- -------- ------- -------- ----------- --------- - -----------

"Hold him still or he'll pierce a lung!"

"I'm trying!"

Komui listened to the medical assistants panic but he could not let it break his concentration. He was close to counteracting the poison but something was bothering him about it. The poison seemed to be something more than just a normal poison. It was almost as if it were a carrier fluid for something else. However, first things first, he had to stop their intense fevers before cell damage started. Allen and Krory were now convulsing violently and their Innocence kept activating and deactivating at random intervals. It was almost as if they were in some kind of panic. On a better note, even though the poison was coursing through Lavi the fastest, his vital signs were the most normal of the three. Komui put the tip of a large syringe into the liquid he had mixed and drew it. He stood up.

"I've got it."

The head scientist gave each Exorcist a shot in turn with an amount that he hoped was correct. Time would tell and he prayed that he had made it before it was too late. Komui frowned, time to figure out what was injected with the poison, "I want an x-ray of Lavi. Give me a blood sample of the other two."

"Yes, sir!"

Komui sighed. Krory and Allen were too volatile to x-ray right now other than the brief chest area one the white haired boy had been give when he was admitted. Perhaps examining all the evidence he could he would be able to find out what was going on inside of them. The Exorcist's brainwaves showed as much activity as if they were awake but that was impossible if they were unconscious. This was more than just dreaming… If this was a new tactic to kill Exorcists, he had to find a prevention for it. At least Miranda was on hand to keep anything terrible from happening.

"Supervisor!"

"Hm?" Komui turned to the frantic assistant.

"Lavi's spitting up something strange!"

"Well, get me a sample and stop screaming." Komui snapped, "Three lives depend on the speed of our assistance."

He was soon presented with a cup of orange gunk. He eyed it awkwardly for a moment. What the hell was this? It definitely was not blood. He prepared a slide and put it under his microscope.

"The x-ray and blood samples, sir."

Komui adjusted his microscope, "Hang the x-ray by the other and prepare the blood slides." Well, this was interesting.

End Act 3

Act 4: Lavi, Allen, and Krory must fight their way out of their nightmare worlds and overcome their fears to escape from Naoshe's trap but in the end are they still trapped in a place from which there is no return? What was injected into them?