this story was originally known as Love and war Oc x Allen x Road, i don't own D Gray Man or it's Characters, if i did Chaoji would be dead by now, and the next chapter would be out already with an up to date anime.
Hi guys Raicheda here, i did have some complaints about the second chapter, and at the request of my loyal reviewers i decided to keep this fanfic going, who knws about th others though, So as a treat, heres Chapter 2 Re-Vamped, Extended, Cut, And Taken to a whole new level, if you ask me its miles better, if you ask my brother, some parts are downright twisted, others hilarious but in a good way. so there you have it. enjoy and review.
"It's the hardest thing in the world to go on being aware of someone else's pain."
―Pat Barker
Normal P.O.V
"Phew, one down one to go thanks Allen" Reever said thumping Allen on the shoulder, However Allen seized up as his arm flared in pain, it felt like his arm was on fire, Pure White Fire, doubling over he clung at his arm, in an attempt to ease the pain. Allen didn't hear the voices surrounding him as he tried to fight back against the pain and the mist settling in front of his eyes, it was unnerving that the pain was affecting his eyes to this degree, but what scared him was that after he lost the fight against the mist he soon after lost his hearing as well, not like it was any good to him, being so focussed on the pain, but loss of hearing and sight meant he had no idea what was going on around him.
In his Confused and Panicked state, Allen did the most natural thing for anybody, when all of the sudden he felt hands holding his shoulders, causing the already unbearable pain in his shoulder to increase, He lashed out. However the Mist clouding his mind wrapped around him so thick it almost choked him, gasping for air and stumbled around blindly after hitting his attacker, his unbalance led him to a gut wrenching feeling of fear as his stomach twisted, a pain flared in his head and breathing almost became impossible, he wanted to scream, to cry but the pain was too much, he was so confused.
Where was he again?
Who was attacking him this time?
What had he done to suddenly be attacked this time, or what hadn't he done, where they just attacking him because he merely existed?
"stop" Allen all but sobbed in his delirious state. Almost as if his prayers were answered, the mist cleared but all that was left was darkness, a blissful blanket of darkness, most definitely welcomed, easing his pain and worries away, as it rocked him into unconsciousness.
***Survivor***
Reever P.O.V
"Phew, one down, one to go, Thanks Allen" I exhaled, as i gave allen a friendly thump on his shoulder, there was a whimper and then the alarm bells rang when he doubled over gasping for air, I quickly turned to him and asked him if he was alright but I got no answer, alarmed I manoeuvred around him and tried to push him back a little so I could see if he was alright "Allen, hey are you alright, Allen?" I shook him slightly for he wasn't giving me any answer, his breathing was becoming laboured, I turned and yelled at the sudden crowd to go get the matron and komui immediately, I was just turning back when Allens fist suddenly came forward thumping me in the gut, I stumbled backwards.
I briefly thought the rumour about allen being in league with the 14th noah might actually be true, but when allen collapsed soon after I knew it wasn't that at all, something was seriously wrong, his face was screwed up in agony, he was slowly pulling himself into a foetal position.
"stop" a small voice spoke so pained, so broken, I had to double take that it was Allen begging, his body went limp, and I quickly shook myself out of my stupor, now was not the time to get lost in my thoughts.
Yelling out orders to the nearby scientists we soon had a stretcher on hand and was moving the unconscious boy to the infirmary.
While waiting for the matron and komui johnny and I had carefully taken off Allens' waistcoat and shirt, trying to be as gentle as possible in remembering how he had grabbed his arm in pain. A few nurses came and took over, they injected allen with a mild pain reliever and some sedatives to help stop and calm his excessive shaking, one nurse brought a bowl of water with a flannel which they proceeded to dunk in the water before placing it on his head, which Johnny held onto until the medication kicked in and calmed allen down, although not by much.
Johnny was almost in tears as he rubbed circles on the back of Allen's hand, while sitting on the chair next to him. I found myself pacing the room awaiting matron to come from her cut short lunch and for supervisor Komui to get his ass into gear and over here.
On the eighteenth curse that found it's way from my mouth the infirmary doors swung open, revealing lavi, kanda and komui, and soon after thankfully the matron.
Lavi was immediately by his side, whereas kanda stood at the opposite side from the bed, watchful.
Komui immediately turned to me after looking directly on Allens' unconscious but shaking form. "What Happened?" he almost gasped.
I wish I knew komui,
I seriously wish I knew.
Allen P.O.V
I awoke from the strangest dream, I was older, with white hair and a weird scar down my face, working in a place full of books with some guy I don't know, but was comfortable to be with, and we got chased by a crazy guy with a gun...GUN!
As if realization of what had just happened triggered all self-awareness I suddenly found myself in a world of pain and nightmares.
I was alive, sure, but my arm hurt soo much, I could feel tears and blood dripping down my face and arm mixing with the dirt on the floor; floor, in my bedroom? No this wasn't my room.
It was dark, damp and musky in here, and I already hated it, a small window in the room let in a sliver of light, causing the stacked boxes and crates in here to give of eerily moving shadows.
Out, I Want Out, I made my way carefully to the door, and tried the handle with my disgustingly deformed arm, all veins and twisted flesh with something green protruding from the back of my hand, I hate it.
Trying the door I found it to be locked, groaning I turned and slumped carefully against the door wary of my wound, looking around again there were some chairs? covered in moth eaten cloth, I made my way over and tore one into strands using my freakish arm and teeth, which I then used to tie around my arm as a makeshift bandage.
I made my way over to the window and climbed onto the box in front of it so I could see outside.
For a moment I had an out of body experience watching myself look out the window with such longing, then I was back in my body watching in horror as I could see peoples feet the most clearly and had to look through the window at an awkward angle to see them building what could only be a very large bonfire, I had no illusions as to what it was for so I quickly ran to the door and tried to bust it down, bruising my freakish arm and causing the other to bleed through the cloth, but I didnt stop; I panicked kicking, punching, pushing, crying hysterically at the door to bloody open.
I don't know how long I was at it for, I was tired, my voice had long since stopped making any sound and my throat hurt, thirsty, hungry and oh so tired of this fucking life, just get it over with kill me already or let me out this stupid room, currently I was sat, hiding among the crates and shadows, hoping they'd devour me, or transport me somewhere else.
In answer to my prayers, I heard keys jingling outside the door, a clicking sound, and bolts pulled back, some man, not sure who, I couldn't care less, smirked at me, as if the cat got the cream, again, why does that bloody cat always get the cream anyway? He moved out the way of the door and a man and woman came in the woman I recognised as one of the church cleaners, and the guy, I think he is a woodcutter, im not sure. They man came over took one look at my makeshift bandage scowled and took it off, they both then proceeded to drag me out of the room the other following us.
I didn't struggle.
Much.
when i woke up i immediately panicked, lashing out at the person nearest making my arm hurt more than it was. What was going on, people were talking to me but I couldn't understand, there was this strange whirring in my ears.
I suddenly felt myself falling, I had overbalanced I realised, for some reason this struck me as odd, I had this feeling I should not have fallen of the bed so easily.
I looked around me, slightly dazed, as if I was looking through distorted glass, I knew I should be able to recognise the faces, names on the tip of my tongue seemingly forever eluding me, then the feeling was gone, I didn't recognise them, these weren't the villagers I 'live' with.
One of them tried to grab me, I panicked and lashed out again, I felt cornered, the person didn't approach me again as he had backed off into the nearby wall.
Someone knew approached, long red hair and a half mask, for some reason I felt highly irritated seeing this person irritated so much the hairs on the back of my neck felt like they were standing, almost as if he was that itch you could never get rid of.
He raised a black shiny object in front of me, for a moment I felt dread which quickly developed into rage as he raised his eyebrow at me, I could feel my facial features start to snarl at him, I didn't like this guy, his entire presence annoyed the hell outta me, I wanted to hit him in the face, I was about to do it to, but my head suddenly hurt and I found myself in darkness once more.
I truly didn't understand what was going on.
I place my hands in front of my face, I can't see them, I look around, nothing, I can't see anything, My skin prickles, my throat drops into my stomach, my legs start moving choosing a direction to run in blindly on their own as if they know something I don't, panic and fear grip me, I don't know what's going on, I keep running doing so for what seems like an age.
There!
A Light Up Ahead, I push myself to my limits, trying to reach it as soon as possible when I do I'm exhausted, I finally get there, finding myself in the forest again, I'm still running, but I don't know where I'm heading.
I hear dogs barking and people, angry people yelling.
I remember the villagers, their gonna kill me, I was so scared that I forgot, stupid of me, I gotta keep a clear head if im wanna live,
It was as I think this my body gave out beneath me, I land face first in the mud, I breathe heavily trying to get as much air as I can, doing so hurts my chest though, I curse my tired mind when I realise im smothering myself so I role over onto my back.
Mentally Swearing I fall, cursing the floor for disappearing on me, I try to grab onto something, panic clawing at my chest and mind again invading my vision and darkness is all I see again, but only for a brief second.
The cold water of the bloody ravine brings me back, I panic again at not knowing how to swim, luckily I manage to grab one of the rocks that peak out the ravine, but my success is short lived, as soon those damned Hypocritical Villagers, Drunkard of a Father, materialistic Priest, Womanizer of a Village Chief, And Two Faced Doctor arrive with those damned blood hounds that ever-flirty-sallie and her ugly-ass-husband Mitchell had been breeding, whatever they see in those dogs, there as ugly as they are, blindly listening to their masters.
Two Face, Drunkard, Mr Money, and the Womanizer come down the cliff face.
Was it the cold water or fear that made me shake I won't say, but somehow I knew I was doomed, almost as if I'd seen this play out before.
My father if I can even call him that raises his gun, I feel… what do I feel?
Anger, Resentment, Fear, Hopelessness…Pity
Pity? Why would I feel Pity?
Because they won't live to see tomorrow
They're gonna die?
They're already dead
I suddenly feel smug, like the cat that got the canary, I can just feel a smile on my face, although it doesn't feel right, like a joke that's not funny, almost as if I feel like im smiling but my face is not. My arm suddenly hurts, it was then that many things happen at once.
I realize I've been shot.
I let go off the boulder to bring my arm up for inspection.
The Tide Pulls Me Under.
I think I went into shock, my arm doesn't hurt but I know its in agony.
I can't breathe, I know I'm drowning yet somehow, I feel like… I feel…
My body slackens, I feel Exhausted, My eyes start to close as I'm swept along, they're open long enough though for someone to appear swimming towards me, he grabs my arm, it's the Two Faced Doctor.
'I guess death this way is apparently too good for a demon such as me.' Is what I think as my brain finally shuts down.
Some part of me even in unconsciousness, pleads and begs for death to come swiftly, to take me before they can do any more. Yet deep down I know, this was the beginning to a journey I hate.
I hear a bitter laugh, breath from such warming my neck.
I try to open my eyes, turn, do something as dread settles over me, someone's there.
Your Pathetic
Who?
Just get to the fun part already, I wanna hear em screaming
A brittish accent? Why does the voice sound so familiar, who are you?
Stop Stallin, your delayin the inevitable, lets get to the screamin.
Screaming?! What Screaming?
Several high pitched voices suddenly enter my ears, I'm finally able to open my eyes.
I wish I didn't.
Fires everywhere, the villagers are running around screaming, its chaos.
I go to move forward but my hands are tied behind myself, I've been tied to a pole, and set for burning just like a witch would be, however the flames barely lick at my feet, as if by some force they're pushed away from me.
I don't think I've ever wished to scream so badly, yet the smoke I inhale as I goto stops me, something brushes by my wrist, someone's there, I turn, a cloaked person, who?
My bindings slacken and my wrists are grabbed, the person yanks me towards them moving us away from the fire, I try to pull my arm back.
"if you want to live then come" I recognise the voice as feminine.
"what's going on?" I hear myself asking her.
The person stands there for a moment, I can somehow feel her eyes looking curiosly at me from beneath the hood, I shift unnerved.
"whats going- you don't- Never Mind, I'll Explain Later, Let's GO!"
"GET DOWN" I yell, pulling her to the floor with me, we barely miss being shot at, the village is still in Chaos, But it seems admist the confusion, someones managed to get a grip, that someone being my drunk of a. No he doesn't deserve that name, I glare at him as he shoots again.
The lady puts her hands out in front of her, the bullet stops, turning, it flies back at 'That Man'
Awe or Fear, I settle for awe as im tired of being scared and she had made the bullet go right through his head.
"You're a Witch?!"
"You Gonna waste more time, we can only divert the fire or so long!"
"wait you Mean Theres More of You?!" I barely conceal my excitement, but shut up at the glare she sends my way.
She kneels down, her back towards me, hands ready, I've seen this position before, it's the one the villagers use with their children, most of which now lay dead, but they used it to carry their children, I'd never been carried like that before, for obvious reasons.
Almost as if possessed, I climb onto her back, she puts her hands around my legs and tells me to hold on tight, in a dreamlike state I put my hands around her neck, not too tightly so I don't choke her, but just enough so I don't all off.
I feel slightly uncomfortable as she raises herself from the ground. She lets out a long hard whistle. To contact her companions? The fire suddenly gains a life of its own, had I thought the fire looked dangerous before, now it seemed like they were the cat playing with the mouse before devouring it.
And devour the flames did, the lady didn't stay there long enough though for me to observe much longer, running tpwards the edges of the village and into the surrounding forest.
The Screams of Burning Villagers, The Angry Frightened Dogs Barking at the flames, howling in pain, as much as the villagers were, whining terrified as they like the villagers try to flee and put out the fire around them.
The fire however didn't stop there, it followed us devouring the forest, she kept running with myself on her back, cloaked figures ran towards us, passing us.
I looked back at the direction we came from, the fire seemed constricted again, I notice a few of them are chanting, and I hear a few of them shout something as large sprays of water hit the fire, I see no more as the trees got in the way.
I lay my head against her shoulder, I could still hear the screams echoing in my skull.
"where are we going?" I ask, no reply comes though and we keep moving deeper into the forest. I sit up again.
"why did you help me?" the woman still ignores me, i unwrap my arms from around her and shove her, both of us falling to the ground as I do so. I was quicker to recover though and start running.
"IDIOT WAIT!"