Chronoa

D. Gray – Man

Chapter Thirteen

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The days past slowly. The anticipation of when Tyki Mikk would finally make his presence known was hanging over all of them. Allen had been almost glued to Christine's side since that day. School had been hectic if anything; they managed to get one of them in a class with her thanks to Allen's skills at manipulation.

It was a Friday when it finally happened. Christine was just getting ready to go find Allen after getting the things she needed for the weekend from her locker. Suddenly the horrible feeling of someone watching her washed over her, and she stopped abruptly. Turning around, she had to hold back a gasp as she saw Tyki leaning on a wall not too far from where she was. Taking a deep breath, she walked over to him.

"Okay, w-what do you want?" she asked. Try as she might to sound brave, she couldn't help the stutter that came out. He smirked at her, running a hand through his slicked back hair.

"I want you to come with me," he told her softly. She shook her head.

"W-what?! Hell no. Allen will be here any second you know. He's not going to like the fact that you're t-talking to me." She stood her ground. He laughed at her.

"I doubt that sweetheart," he said. An evil grin took over his face, distorting it from the usually handsome facade he wore.

"What did you do to them?!"

"Oh nothing, they're just a little bit...preoccupied." he reassured her. In truth, Road and Skin were currently distracting them for him. He had told them that he had some business with Allen's little pet, so he had called on the other members of the Noah Clan for some backup.

"Please, I'll do whatever you want, just leave them alone!" Christine pleaded. Tyki smirked at her. That's what he was counting on!

"All I want is for you to come with me," he told her softly. She took a deep breath.

"Fine."

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The Noah of Pleasure took her to a surprisingly non-evil (read: not black with tinted windows) looking car and even opened the door for her. Christine clutched her backpack to her chest as he sped off, taking her to an unknown location.

"Where are we going?" she asked softly. He looked over at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Why do you need to know?"

"I...I guess I don't," she replied, looking down at her lap. Tyki scoffed.

"Well shut up and get out, we're here," he said. All gentlemanly qualities about him were gone. He almost didn't want to do what he was about to, but it was necessary. Especially if Allen was to come forth and really fight with them. He needed something to motivate him, after all.

Christine warily got out of the car, shutting the door quietly behind her. Looking around, she noticed that they were in a deserted part of town, where all of the warehouses were. If you asked her, it was a little bit cliché. She followed him into the surprisingly not run down building, the doors smoothly sliding shut behind them.

"So...what are you going to do to me?" she asked, not knowing if she truly wanted to know the answer or not.

"Well, dearest Christine, that part's simple," Tyki said. He turned around with a manic grin on his face, rolling up the sleeves of his pristine white dress shirt. "I'm going to kill you."

With that, he lunged towards her. Christine could do nothing but stand there in shock as his hand went through her body. "Oh, I guess dear little Allen didn't tell you all that much about us, did he?" He grinned, stroking her heart in what could be seen as a tender gesture. "You see, each of us has a certain...ability. You've seen mine," he smirked at her.

"W-what..." Christine could do nothing but stare in horror at her chest, where an arm was sticking out of it.

"You see, I could make this painless," he informed her, moving lower to her stomach. "But then again...what fun would that be?" He grabbed a hold of her stomach, ripping it through her skin as painfully as he could. Her scream rang in his ears, making Tyki laugh maniacally. She grabbed at her stomach, where nothing was showing on the outside. Christine looked up at him in fright.

Tyki slid his hand back into her body effortlessly, looking at her with an almost bored expression on his face. "Well now, what shall I take from you next?" he questioned, examining her stomach with his other hand. "This one is kind of boring," he muttered to himself. Christine could do nothing but sob as her body was wracked with pain. "Shut up!" Tyki shouted, slapping her across the face. Her frail body went flying to the floor with a cry of pain. Blood dripped down from a cut on her lip. Her eye was already beginning to swell and bruise.

The Pleasure Noah crouched down next to her and shushed her, smoothing her hair down and ignoring the violent flinch she gave when he came close. "Now, now. This isn't your fault! You should be blaming your dear lover boy for this."

"This isn't A-Allen's fault, you monster!" she shouted at him, spitting blood in his face. All emotion drained from Tyki's face.

"You didn't want to do that, darling."

Hours later, screams were still ringing throughout the warehouse. Leaving the barely breathing body of the mutilated girl behind him, he dug through her back for her cell phone, which hadn't stopped ringing.

"Hello~"

"Tyki! What have you done with Christy!?" Allen's voice rang through.

"Oh, it's nothing, just a few missing organs is all~" he sang with a smirk.

"Tyki! Where is she?!" the silver haired boy demanded. Lavi, Kanda and Allen were all piled into their car, engine running, and ready to rush off to wherever the sadist had hidden their friend.

"Oh, just at my little warehouse." With that said, Tyki hung up the phone, crushing it in his hand. He walked back over to where Christine lay in a puddle of her own blood.

"A-Allen..." she whispered faintly, blood dotting her lips.

"Oh, don't worry dear, he's on his way," he told her, prodding one of her many open wounds, making her silently scream. Her vocal cords had been screamed raw by the torture inflicted upon her. Tyki stepped on her dislocated shoulder once more before strutting out of the door.

Not ten minutes later, the doors slammed open and Allen, followed by Lavi, Kanda and Komui, rushed in. "Christine!" Allen shouted once he laid eyes on her broken form. Rushing towards her, he fell to his knees, cradling her head in his lap.

"Allen..." she murmured, not able to open her eyes.

"Oh, Christine, hold on. We're getting an ambulance! I'm so sorry," he cried, tears streaming down his face.

"Not your fault..." she whispered, smiling slightly through cracked lips.

"Yes it is, oh god, just hold on! Please, please just...just, don't die!" he screamed. She shook her head.

"Too late...took organs," she told him breathlessly. He sobbed.

"Oh, Christine..."

"Don't worry...I'll be fine," she reassured him, managing to open her eyes enough to look into his beautiful silver orbs. "I...love you, A-Allen Walker," she whispered, before her body let out a sigh and her eyes closed for the final time.

"NO! No, Christine, come back! Come...come back," he screamed and wept. Tears clouded his eyes as he heard his friends come up behind him. "I...I love you too, Christine, I promise." He leaned down and kissed her forehead, wishing that he had gotten the guts to tell her earlier. Perhaps then, he could have changed their fate.

As the ambulance arrived and took her body, Allen vowed to bring the Noah clan to light. If only so that they wouldn't hurt another person like they had hurt his loved one.

Because after all, even if he didn't get his own happy ending, he would make sure that justice was brought forth. It was the least he could do for her.

For Christine.

Oh yeah. I did it.

This story wasn't going anywhere, and so this is the result...sorry guys!

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For the last time, Thanks for reading.

-ZH