Holy spazzledorfs, TWO chapters in one day!? How bizarre… Originally, this was going to be a continuation of the last Intermission chapter, but I got this idea as I was writing the last chapter. This saga will probably be about two, three parts tops. For some reason, I felt that my style was a little different in this chapter, maybe because of all the time-skips.
Some language in this chapter (if you can call that language) but you can totally interpret it as something else. Like flippyshippy. But even though there are two chapters in one day, I still want you people to review the last one. Why? Because, if you don't, I won't do double chapters anymore.
Disclaimer: D. Gray-man blah blah blah.
Intermission II: The World According to Mana Walker: Part 1
He killed his mom. So what?
He killed his dad. So what?
He killed every person who came across him, friends, neighbors, strangers, he killed every singe living being in the town. So what? They were all sinners, sinners who went against the word of God. God wished for this world to perish, God wished for the deaths of all corrupt humans, and God wanted to flood the world with darkness. That is why God created the Akuma, to spread death to this corrupt world.
At least, that's what the Musician told him. The Musician is what he referred to the shadow in his mind as. The Musician had taken hold of his being, had shown him the truth about all humans. The human race had to be cleansed, that was the only way for them to find salvation. Salvation in death, and salvation as Akuma.
That is what Mako Walker believed. That is what the Musician believed. Mako's existence as a human had ended, Mako's existence as a Noah had begun. And as a Noah, Mako had to push away all the human emotions he had. That was the only way Mako believed he could be cleansed. However, to Mako there was one exception to his cleansing.
Love. Love for his brother, Mana Walker.
Mako would do anything to protect Mana. The bonds forged between them through the years of abusive parents and uncaring neighbors were unbreakable. Mako and Mana were two halves of the same whole. As long as they had each other, their worlds were complete.
Which is why Mako allowed the fourteenth to take his body.
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"Ma-koooooooo!" Mana yelled, "It's time to get up!"
Mako waved his hand in the air. "Go away, Mana. I'm sleepy."
"But Makaaaa!" Mana whined, "If you don't wake up, we'll be late for school!"
Mako yawned. "I don't care. It's not like school's done anything for me before." He closed his eyes.
Mana frowned. "Hey Mako, look at this."
Mako opened his eyes a crack and saw a flower. "What's that?"
Mana grinned. "Surprise!" He pressed the flower and a stream of water came flowing out of it.
"God, Mana, you're such a clown!" Mako said, laughing. He got out of his bed. "I suppose I have to go to school now. Besides, if I skip school again, Mom and Dad will probably murder me."
"Don't say that!" Mana looked at his brother, his eyes watering. "If big brother Mako goes away…I don't know what I'd do."
Mako smiled sadly. "Don't worry Mana, I won't ever leave you alone."
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Mako dropped his bag. "Why…" he whispered. "Why did you take Mana away from me!?"
Mako's father shook his head. "You're grades are falling, Mako, and it's your brother's fault you're failing. As the heir to the family name, you must be perfect. Mana was too much of a clown to be around you."
"Screw the family, I want Mana back."
Mako's father struck him. "Don't you ever let me hear you say that again, Mako! The family is everything, you got that!?"
Mako glared at his father. "If family is everything, then why did you send Mana away?"
"Stupid kid." His father kicked him in the gut and sent him spiraling to the wall. "Mana was a mistake. You were the only one we needed."
"Oh…so my brother's a mistake, huh?" Mako got up slowly, wiping the blood off his mouth. Blood ran down from his forehead. "Well then I suppose the parents are mistakes too!"
Mako started to sing.
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"Why…why…why?" Mako was covered in blood, the mangled bodies of his parents in front of him. The crosses on his head bled furiously. "Why did I kill them?"
It's because they deserve it.
"Who's that?" Mako asked. "Who the hell are you!?"
I'm you, Mako Walker. A shadow appeared behind him. It's time you fulfill your destiny…
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"Good evening, Mr. Walker. :3" The Millennium Earl appeared behind him. "How are you doing? :3"
Mako looked up at the Earl with a dark look in his eyes. "It's nice to finally meet you, Duke Millennium."
"Eh, he looks perfectly sane to me, Millenie!" A small girl walked over to Mako. "Hi, I'm Road Kamelot, your new sibling."
Mako bowed. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Kamelot."
Road bent over to examine Mako. "Hey Millenie, this guy seems totally fine with his new existence. We didn't need to convince him at all." She unwrapped a lollipop. "He's completely different from me, Duke Millennium."
"That's because he isn't you, Road. :3 Young Mako is himself, and nobody else."
Mako shook his head. "No, I'm not just myself." A wide grin appeared on his face. "I am the Musician, the fourteenth, and I will cleanse this world!"
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"Ma…ko?" Mana woke up inside a small carriage, his face covered in cuts and bruises. "Mako, where are you?" He rubbed his eyes. "Ow." He winced at the pain. "Oh yeah…Dad beat me up and threw me in this carriage." Tears fell from his eyes. "I want my big brother!" He whined.
"Oy, shut up back there!" the carriage driver yelled. "I'm not getting paid to listen to your stupid whining!"
Mana stuck his tongue out at the driver, even though the driver couldn't see him. "I don't care how much you've been paid, give me Mako back!"
The carriage came to a sudden stop. "Listen, kid." The driver said, brandishing a knife. "I only have to take you far away from your family. If I wanted to I can kill you, got that?"
Mana was staring behind the driver. "Who's that?"
A raggedy traveler was walking towards the carriage, his clothes tattered and dirty. "A little help, please…" The man said, holding up a cup.
The driver gave the traveler a certain finger. "I don't have time to deal with dirty travelers like you."
"Oh, is that so?" His skin ripped open with a horrible wrenching sound, a level two Akuma rising from the torn skin. "I guess I'll just have to help myself!"
"What the f-" The Akuma shot a couple bullets inside of the driver. Pentacles bloomed on the driver and he crumbled to dust.
Mana stared in horror at the Akuma. "Y-you k-killed him."
"Well, duh." The Akuma said. He pointed his hand at Mana. "And you're next, kid."
Mana buried his head in his hands. "Mako, save me!!"
"Judgment." A beam of light shot through the level two. "Stupid Akuma, you're blocking my sunlight."
Mana looked up and saw a man with red hair. "M-Mako?"
"Mako? Who the hell is that?" He extended his hand towards Mana. "My name's General Cross." Mana reached out to take Cross's hand, when Cross suddenly pulled his hand back, forcing Mana to fall flat on his face. "What are you doing?" Cross asked Mana.
"I thought you were going to help me up." Mana told Cross.
"What?" Cross shook his head. "Stupid kid, I just wanted the bottle of rum sitting behind you. Besides, I only let beautiful people touch me." A yellow flying object started flittering around Mana. "What, Timcampy, don't tell me you actually like this filthy brat." Timcampy landed on top of Mana's head.
"H-hey!" Mana said, "That tickles!" He waved Timcampy off. Tim just flittered around Mana's head then nested in his hair again.
"Hey, Tim, it's time to go." Cross started to walk away. Timcampy followed.
"W-wait!" Mana quickly got up and followed General Cross. "C-Can I come with you?"
Cross studied Mana for a few seconds. "That depends, do you know how to pay off debts?"
"Eh?"
"Well if you want to travel with me as filthy as you are, you'll have to pay me back." Cross grinned. "Is that a problem?"
"N-No." Mana muttered. "I know some clown tricks and how to chea- play cards." He looked up at Cross. "Can I travel with you, sir? At least, until I find my brother, Mako?"
The general shrugged. "Well, only since Timcampy's taken a liking to you." Tim sat on Mana's head. "From now on, you'll be paying off my debts. But first…" He reached into his bag and brought out some make-up. "Put this on, I can't stand to look at your ugly bruises."
Mana took the make-up. "Um, how do I put this on, Mister Cross?"
"Figure it out." Cross said simply.
"O-okay…" Mana tried to apply the make-up, only to completely and utterly fail.
Cross sighed. "Here." He knelt down. "I'll do it. But only because I can't stand those bruises."