Shit it's Kanda, Timothy thought, his face turning white and his legs getting ready to run. "What the hell are you doing here kid?" Kanda threatened, grabbing the kid by the collar.

"Hey Yuu! Don't kill him!" Lavi yelled, leaning out from one of the windows above. "Extend!" Lavi used his innocence and came down, holding onto the hammer end, as it brought him down.

"La-la-Lavi?!" Timothy was confused.

"Idiot!" Bookman yelled as he flew out of nowhere and punched Lavi. "What if the order is right behind him?!"

"Well clearly their not! Stupid Panda Jiji (gramps)!"

"So? What should we do with him? Take him to the moyashi?" Kanda asked pointing his thumb toward Timothy.

Lavi thought about it for a second, "Might as well."

Allen took a deep breath as he turned the handle. There was a faint click and the door creaked open. He walked into the room and looked around. Everything was covered with dust. The room was almost pitch-black. He walked over to the window and pulled back the curtains. He coughed from all the dust and pushed the window open, letting fresh air in.

With the light now filling the room, Allen looked around him. He hadn't been in this room for 30 years; his father's study. He looked around and was filled with memories. There were mostly good ones but they only made him sad remembering how his father – no, the earl - betrayed him. Shaking off memories of the past, Allen went over to the shelf and opened the glass cover. The shelf was full of swords and knives, all of which soon found their way into his bag.

When the shelf had been cleared off, he left the room, closing the door behind him. He then went through various other rooms, collecting tools, weapons, rope, and anything else he found useful. When the bag was overflowing, he went back down to the second floor, where Johnny was drilling various holes in the ground and carefully covering them up.

Allen dropped his bag down in front of Johnny. "Here's everything I could find."

Johnny undid the tie and stuff came pouring out. "This is perfect! As expected from you!" Johnny smiled but Allen didn't return the smile. He was staring out into space with a strange look in his eyes. It couldn't be explained in a specific way; it was a look of pain, longing, and yet peaceful at the same time.

But Johnny didn't have time to ask Allen anything, Kanda came storming into the room. He threw a squirming bag at Allen.

A head popped out from the bag and revealed a young boy, gasping for breath. "What the hell is wrong with you Kanda? How the hell am I supposed to breathe in this stupid bag?!" He cursed at Kanda, calling him a purple-haired freak among various other things.

"Timothy? What are you doing here?" Allen questioned with a sense of worry in his voice.

"I came to help you out!" Timothy smiled, trying to stand up. He quickly fell over, forgetting that most of his body was still in the bag. The whole group burst out into laughter, except for Kanda of course who scoffed.

Some help, huh? Kanda thought.

"So, what's in the bag?" Kanda asked finally noticing the overfilled sack.

"Weapons," Allen replied.

"Took you long enough," Kanda walked over to the bag, looking through the various sharp tools.

"Hey, Road come over here!" Allen shouted down the hallway. She quickly ran out and tried to hug Allen but he dodged to the side. Before she could complain he pointed to the bag of tools. "Choose a knife or something, just in case you get into trouble. You too Johnny."

He tried to protest but Allen interrupted, "I know you don't want to hurt anyone but that's not the way things are anymore. You may still think that everyone in the order is your friends but they think you betrayed them. They will hurt you unless you fight back. I'm not asking you to kill anyone, at least just protect yourself." Johnny nodded.

"Did you really?" Timothy asked, "Did you really betray the order?" His eyes were on the ground and his fists were clenched. It seemed as if he was waiting for the worst answer he could find.

"Of course not idiot!" Kanda hit him on the head.

"But then why-," Bookman cut him off. "Timothy, help Johnny out and he will explain everything to you. We have work to do right now." He nodded and went to help Johnny.

"The order should be here soon. Johnny how far are you from finishing?" Lavi asked in a serious tone.

"I'm almost done. I just need help setting up that," he said.

"Then Kanda, you go keep watch. Everyone else, help Johnny out," Allen said. "I have one more thing to do."

Johnny took his group and went up to the top floor. He dashed across the whole floor, taking out walls and blocking windows. Blabbering out orders to someone or working on some contraption, he rushed through everything; the order would be here soon. If they were lucky they would be ready just in time.

Meanwhile, Kanda went up to the roof, wearing a dark cloak so as to blend in with the roof tiles.. Hidden under the cloak he had various swords but they all had a style similar to Mugen. He also kept a gun, just in case things took a turn for the worse. And so he sat up there waiting, watching, and motionless.

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