A/N: Here's another chapter. This has to the worst chapter I've written in my opinion. Haha. I had so many versions of this chapter on how Allen would end up with the Noahs that I end up scrapping over and over. I wanted to add a certain someone to lighten the mood for Allen since he's such a dreary person as it is. Haha. A bit lighthearted moments. I hope you guys like it. It took me forever to do this one. Haha. I doubt anyone read the author's note. :{D Review, favorite, and/or follow and all that jazz. Have a great day! Thank you again to everyone who gave this story a chance!
As I sat in in one of the train compartment, I went over the assignment in my head. I was to meet my benefactor along the way to Germany. To act his guard while staying with the Noah Clan and gather information for Black Order. Just another bodyguard and recon mission. But instead of it lasting a few days, it will be lasting a few months. It is also said that my benefactor will be a bookman. It caused me to think back to the bookman I knew at the Order. Will it be another elderly person that I will be guarding? I pondered at this until a knock on the compartment door interrupted me. I readied my blade that was hidden in my sleeve as the door slowly slide open. There stood a boy around my age with red hair and a bright green eye. He casually stared at me before bursting into a large grin.
"Male, around the age of 18, snow white hair, blind, and short. You must be my guard." My finger twitched as I held on to my blade, contemplating not stabbing him in the forehead with it. He held out his hand in greeting, which surprised me. Bookmans are usually people who is neither on the "good" nor "bad" side, whichever it may be. They are usually observe the events in history rather than participating in it. To keep the information from being tainted, it causes them to be seclusive towards people. I ignored his hand to continue my gaze out the window towards the moving shadows passing by. "Come on... we'll be spending quite a few wonderful months together. Mind as well acknowledge my presence. By the way, my name is Lavi." He sat down in the seat in front of me and continued to stare at me in interest.
"Walker...," I said under my breath. The expression on his face brightened. While acting as the Bookman's guard, I must not reveal my true identity to him or anyone else. Human soldiers aren't known to the public for a reason. Revealing ourselves is the same as treason towards the Black Order. A treason that will activate our curse and it will slowly kill us.
As time went by, we sat in silence. It gave me time to observe him. When around people he tend to appear happy, but in his eyes, you can see that it is only a façade he puts on. You can tell a lot about someone through someone's eyes. It's like a window to their soul. In his eyes, you can see he suffered a lot in his lifetime. As the bookman turned to meet my gaze, I turned my interest back toward the window and instinctively clutched my left arm as it started to ache. A sign something is going to happen during his next mission.
We headed our separate ways as the train arrived at Berlin station. I went to go grab our luggage while he went to hail us a carriage to take us to the Noah's manor. Navigating through a place you're not familiar with was difficult, especially during this time when everyone is fumbling around as I trying to sidestep the people coming towards me. After I grabbed the luggage, I made my way toward the front of the train station where the carriage were located, but was stopped by someone bumping into me, causing the luggage to slip out of my hands.
"Ahh... Sorry sorry. Are you alright?," the stranger spoke. He had handed me the fallen luggage, causing our hand to touch and stiffen up at contact. His presences felt familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. It felt like my very being gravitate towards him, but I quickly dismiss it. I reminded myself I was in enemy territory now and currently on a mission. One slip up and it would be the end.
I regained my posture and tightened my grip on the luggage. "It's not a problem. It was my fault for not being careful where I was going. My apology, sir," I bowed.
"Nonsense...I apologize for my carelessness. I wish I could do something to compensate you, but it seem I'm tight on time. I'm late for a family meeting. Next time we meet, I'll treat you out, shounen." With that, he waved goodbye and left. Doubting in running into the strange man again, I made my way back toward my original destination.
The manor was situated at the top of the hill that overlooking the town with a cobblestone road leading to it. As we neared, a white mansion came into view. It was surrounded with a courtyard filled with greenery and a fountain in the middle. These were all new sights for me. Majority of my life, I've been surrounded by the stone brick wall of the Black Order. Flashes of images appeared too quickly for me to comprehend. I shook my head in hopes of clearing my head. I'm about to be in the Noah's manor...the enemy of the Black Order. I have to stay focus.
I followed Lavi into the manor. Like the outside, the inside was decorated extravagantly. Maids were lined up on either side of us as greeting. At the end was three people, I'm guessing the Noahs. I stood behind Lavi in silence as he went up to greet these people.
"Miss Lulubell, it's a pleasure in finally meeting you. Thank you again for inviting me into your humble abode in order to record the event from this end of the conflict," Lavi bowed toward the blond haired lady.
"Yes...But I do recall only allowing you to come though. Who is your companion that you have brought over?" She was keeping her gaze on me as she spoke to the bookman. At this, Lavi grinned.
"Oh, meet Mr. Walker. He shall be my designated assistant for my stay here. Just in case something starts to get rough, you know." The man in the white dress shirt started to laugh. That voice...it sounded familiar.
"My, my shounen. Didn't expect to be running into you this soon. Did you miss me?" Him! It was the man from the train station. He looked completely different from when he was before. I kept silent as Lulubell turned toward the man.
"You know this kid, Tyki?," in a chiding tone, skeptical of me.
"I ran into him when at the train station coming back. What can I say? I meet the most unexpected people." He was staring at me while smirking. The boy our age next to them seem to have an interest in me also. Lulubell now turned toward the boy.
"Wisely?" He was silent for a bit as to contemplating his thoughts before speaking.
"I got nothing...but...he seems oddly familiar." I was confused what he meant. He turned back towards her before speaking again. " If the bookman insist in having him around, we mind as well comply. We are asking a favor out of him. He mind as well have peace in mind while staying here, right?" Lulubell sighed, still reluctant .
"Fine...," she huffed before turning around and going back up the stairs.
The maids had taken our suitcase and showed us to our room. For safety purposes, we ended up sharing a room together. There were two twin bed on either side of the room with a wardrobe and a desk for each of us. The room was ten times larger than my room back the order. Lavi was the first to enter and collapse on the bed, enjoying it already. I stood by the door keeping guard.
"You don't have to be that rigid when we're in here alone together. Relax. It seem like you don't get that much of it." Relaxing... I don't even think I can do such a thing while being this close to the enemy. But I have to act my part the best I can. I made my way to the opposite bed and sat down, but I was still tense. I tried slouching. I heard a snicker on the other side of the room. "You're trying too hard. Just relax. Take a deep breath. Release those muscle."
"Such leniency can lead to mistakes. Mistakes can lead to death." He held up his hands in surrender, as if it offended me. I didn't mean to come out that harsh. Being here alone is putting me on the edge.
"Alright, alright. You win." He lie in his bed comfortably with his hand behind his head. " I mind as well tell you who we'll be staying with while we're here. The Noahs. They are worshiped like gods. The original Noah from the bible is said to be a messenger for disaster. But as he was the only survivor after the flood, they were thought to be the one who populated the world again. They were also thought of as blessed but also cursed by God. They represent the sins of us humans. That's why they are worship. That why they are fight against another church called the Black Order. The Black Order believe that they shouldn't be controlled by some people who don't know the best interest for the human race. They thought the Noahs don't know the hardship of the humans and only plan to control them...A lot of people are dying for such a stupid war because of greed for power..." He seem to quiet after down after that. I tilted my head.
"Isn't it normal for people to die? If not in the war, there are plenty of people who die from poverty, starvation, disease, and suicide. We can't help them all. It's just life...We're all pieces in someone's game. Some are disposed of faster than others. But eventually, we're all tossed away." I was looking at the ground before looking back up at him. He was smiling a sad smile.
"For someone who is blind, you seem to experienced a lot of hardships. Tell me, what was your life like? How were you blind?" At this, I stiffened up. I said too much. I began panicking inside. Do I have to eliminate him? I began to reach for the blade in my sleeve before I stopped myself...I can't. He's my pass to get in here. He laughed, surprising me again. "If you can't tell me, you don't have to. I was just curious. If it's too hard to, it's fine." I relaxed a bit after he said this.
"For a bookman, you're really friendly and close to people.'' He smiled at this statement, but I could tell he had forced it. I'm guessing he has suffered for being too intimate with people, especially for a bookman who rule was not to interfere with history.
I decided to leave it at that before I turned off the light that lit up the room. "Go to sleep...We have a long day tomorrow." He agreed and quickly dozed off. I was leaning against the headboard of my bed, staring at the ceiling. In my coat, I grabbed some pills and scarfed it down. There is no way sleep is going to be a option for me. Lurking outside of those doors, are enemies of the Black Order...My enemies...Are they?...
