Hey, sorry this took forever. This will be short but the next chapter will hopefully be out relatively soon.

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Chapter 3

Allen woke up with a wicked headache, immediately wondering what the hell his Master had knocked him out with this time or maybe it was a debt collector? Whatever the reason, it probably wasn't good.

He subtlety moved his body, shifting his torso and wiggling his fingers and toes as well as his limbs. Ok, so he still had the ability to move, which was a plus, and he wasn't tied up, also a plus. So either his kidnappers were incredibly stupid or he hadn't been kidnapped and his Master had found a speck of compassion and dragged him back to the hotel... Shit he was probably dealing with stupid kidnappers.

He huffs irritably, he never got into these kinds of situations before he met Cross, what is it with that man and attracting trouble? (he could and would swear up and down that he never attracted trouble, no siree it was all Cross)

Looking around he was obviously in a sparsely furnished room, only the bed he was on and a drawer/cabinet near the corner of the room. Nothing screamed captivity except for the bars on the window in the wall across from him although the picture of the clown carrying the coffin on it's back was just weird. Was it supposed to be a warning? The gentle rumbling and swaying of the room hinted he was probably on a train, at least he hoped it was a train. It would be just his luck to realize he was on a house that had hanging off a cliff face. Stranger things had happened to him

Sudden knocking at the door had him tensing, he didn't have to look down to know he was naked, often times shifting back to human form left much to be desired in the clothing department, and it made him feel vulnerable.

The person outside didn't wait for a response and entered. He wore a long sand coloured robe with bandages wrapped around half of his face. Allen recognized the outfit, if he recalled correctly they were Finders his master had always ran away the second he had spotted them.

Which meant one of two things either Cross owed them money or they were a part of the Black Order. Considering there were no demands to pay up it was a safe bet that they were from the Order, which was... a sharp spike of pain had him wincing.

"Ah, hello mister Walker i am Monroe assigned to Yuu Kanda on a retrieval mission. Please try not to remember anything from your time in captivity, the seals implanted in your collar were programmed to seal your memories if it was ever taken off forcibly."

That was... no he wasn't going to deal with this. Maybe if he pretended the man hadn't said anything

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It didn't work and when the man realized he wasn't going to say anything he continued. "The collar suppressed any higher form of intelligence and made it difficult to remember what happened before if was put on and since Mr. Yuu was... less than careful in taking it off memories of your time in captivity are all but irretrievable, your memories of before the collar should come back on their own so you needn't worry about that". Monroe gave Allen what he thought was a comforting smile, which Allen returned automatically.

Fidgeting as the silence grew awkward the man said "do you have any questions?". Allen blinked "Just one, are you from the order?"

"Yes, I am a finder. When you didn't arrive on time the Supervisor sent me and Mr. Yuu to collect you".

Allen smiled "well that was very kind of you, do you mind leaving me alone to get dressed please".

Monroe stammered slightly and blushed "o-o-of course". Walking out and softly shutting the door behind him.

The second he heard the click of the lock Allen stood up. He was supposed to be at the Order? Even when his Master had dragged him from country to country to escape it? Yeah no, just how stupid did they think he was. Finding the clothes that were thoughtfully laid out for him Allen bent the bars on the window. He knew for sure that his memories were muddled in a way that reeked of magical intervention and the only one he (sort of) trusted to undue was his master. He'd just have to track the man down and figure out what the hell happened, no problem he's dealt with worse.