Hey i made some adjustments to the entire thing, so feel free to go back and look at chapter one. Thanks everyone who reviewed, i really appreciate it and Happy Easter! I am also looking for someone to Beta this for me so if you are interested just message me or send me an email at becca2000 .
The meat-man came again and Allen purred as he walked over to him. He sees Allen and smiles cooing and making irritating high pitched noises not unlike the apes across from makes Allen wonder if he would be just as appetizing.
He approached the carcass that the man threw in and stripped it to the bone. The-man-that-was-not-a-man (and smelled of endless blue) had left muttering to himself and leaving him to look over the images that he had left him. The meat-man took a shiny jagged tooth out and fit into a hole in the wall before another, larger, hole appeared and the meat-man left. He would need to acquire that tooth if he were to get out of here.
Allen stretched and curled up near the vent that blew cold air into the metal enclosure in an attempt to get some sleep.
Allen opened his eyes and knew immediately that he was sleeping, the mountains of his homeland lay stretched out before him. The winding trails of spines and valleys crawling towards the horizon.
He shivered, nostalgia a painful lump in his throat and weight against his chest.
A path of footprints spread before him, impulsively he followed, and drops of white quickly swallowed his vision until only the path before him remained. Often he would glimpse odd sights within the falling sky, a white hallway or a silver fence, strands of long black hair and a slippery floor.
He didn't know how far he walked but he stopped abruptly when he heard a irritable voice mummer "that was far too easy, how gullible is this guy?". The world around him shivered once before shattering as the illusion lost its hold on him.
In front of him the cobalt-blue-man-that-was-not-a-man stood. He wondered distantly what he had said, to busy looking around to really pay attention or attempt to interpret the strange sounds Cobalt Blue was saying.
Kanda narrowed his eyes as the leopard utterly ignored him. Deciding that the deciduous forest around them was much more interesting "Hey! I am talking to you". The cat jolted and looked over at him, misty eyes uncomprehending.
Kanda sighed in annoyance and almost hoped the thing was feral so he could exorcise it and go back to headquarters. But, of course, no such luck; it did not exhibit the normal aggressive behavior of those from the supernatural community gone feral. So either it was drugged or...
Kanda's eye's narrowed dangerously "I swear to God, it sister-complex sent me to retrieve a fucking pet I will skin him alive!".
Honestly, Kanda would not put it past the Supervisor to send someone to get something that was utterly useless, most likely because he was a sadist that loved to screw with people.
He looked for signs that would indicate it being a mundane, there was usually nearly no difference between a mundane animal and a supernatural one, except the degree of awareness and intelligence in their eyes and -most importantly to another supernatural's- their scent.
That was when he noticed the collar, a thick gold band that was nearly covered by the leopards dense fur, there were descriptions on it, hieroglyphics that reeked of sorcery.
Most likely, they suppressed the leopard's human side, making him dull witted by supernatural standards, and diminish his strength. Kanda sighs in annoyance while quickly unsheathing his sword. The leopard turns it's head, curious eyes looking towards him.
Before it can react Kanda tackles it never pausing when it let's out a high pitched yelp. He sticks his sword between it's neck and the collar, the leopard stilling immediately, and pushed outwards.
The seal's were strong, Kanda would give them that, but they were designed to handle pressure from the one it was sealing not an outside source, espeacialy not one as powerful as an excorcist's weapon, and it quickly snapped against the strength of Mugen
Allen shivered as awareness slithered into his mind, clarity and reasoning snapping together as the spell lifted.
He shot the man above him a dirty look, not happy in the least that the guy had been so rude. The man only rolled his eyes, unimpressed, "transform. Now".
Allen could feel his blood pressure rising "yes, of course, because I've always wanted to become an exhibitionist and walk around butt naked through the forest".
Allen really only replied mostly on instinct, his reasoning and self-preservation absent (because that was the only way he could of said something like that to the person holding a bloody sword to his neck!) as he frantically flipped through his memories trying to find out how the hell he had managed to end up captured by someone and was in the middle of what was... wait did he say forest?!
The man tch-ed, getting impatient at how long it took him to get his bearings and the sass. "I am not giving you my coat". Allen struggled not to curse, the personality he had thought long gone rising to the surface with a vengeance. Naturally, that was when all the memories from his time spent under the spell rushed to the for front of his mind, all at once. As his vision went black from the pressure all he could think of was well this has been a bloody brilliant day now hasn't it, maybe if I'm lucky I'll be hit with a jackhammer next.
Kanda sat in silence for a second... did he just? A tick rapidly developed in Kanda's right eye as he realized the damn thing had actually just fainted on him!
Right then and there he decided the stupid thing was useless and was going to die young. Unfortunately his opinion wouldn't matter to the Vatican, so long as this thing had the potential to be an exorcist he would have to drag the poor sod to headquarters. Which meant another person was going to die a useless death for a war that nobody knew was going on for people that would probably be better off dead. Urg, politics.
Kanda got up, dragging the leopard by the scruff of it's neck as he walked towards the rendezvous point, he hoped to get this over quickly he had better uses of his time then babysitting.