Allen curled up next to Kanda in bed, pulling the thick blankets up to his nose and sighing in contempt. Though it was night, he was tired not having slept peacefully in over a week. He kept having dreams that woke him and a few that made him wake up in tears. They were awful dreams. Allen closed his eyes slowly and let sleep take over, wishing that tonight he could have a normal dream.
"You idiot! If you don't try you'll never get your innocence back!" A girl with short orangey hair yelled before slicing at Allen who jumped back to avoid the sharp scythes that we in place of her hands. Allen's entire body ached and burned with pain as he dashed from side to side in an attempt to get out of the girl's range. Allen's head whacked into the wall and he bit his bottom lip causing it to bleed. The girl Allen somehow knew was named Fou ran at him, cutting through his throat.
Allen gasped and clutched his neck, falling to his knees. He was still alive. Allen panted on the dirt floor, looking down at his one bandaged hand, questioning where the other one was. A group of people yelled Allen's name and ran over in panic.
"Are you alright, Allen? You don't look so well." One asked as three of the four surrounded him, helping him to his feet. The fourth leaned against the wall and sighed.
"You're supposed to help him, Fou, not kill him in the process." he lectured and she rolled her hands reverted back to what Allen assumed to their original form.
"I'm just doing what I was told, idiot and you!" She yelled pointing to Allen then hitting Bak over the head. "You're lucky I'm tired or you would've lost your head." Fou yawned as her image flickered and faded.
"Why'd you hit me?! Hit him, he's the one you're supposed to hit!" Bak yelled, fixing his idiotic hat. Allen sat on the floor, questioning multiple things the first being, where the fuck was his arm? And secondly, how did he know the names of each person here even though he'd never met them before in his entire life. It was strange, stranger than the feeling of his stub moving.
Allen was pulled onto his feet by two of them while the third blushed like crazy, covering her face with her hands. Allen could almost see the fantasies in her head and noted he should find a way to tell the girl he wasn't into girls. Allen himself blushed when he realized what he'd just admitted to himself.
"You should rest as well, you and Fou have been fighting non-stop for hours." Bak commented following behind the trio.
Allen yawned "That sounds like a good idea."
"I need to change Walker's bandages first." Wong whined and Bak nodded in agreement looking at the ripped and dirtied bandages that covered Allen's arm.
They brought Allen to a small room and sat him down on the single permanent object in the room, that being the bed. The younger two left once Allen was situated and Allen stretched awkwardly. Wong set to the tedious task of cleaning and redressing Allen's wounds all while Bak sat beside him and talked endlessly about something Allen didn't understand in the slightest. Allen sighed and Wong tapped the end of the gauze in place.
"You should get to sleep now, Allen. I'm sure Fou will want to start again within a few hours." Bak commented, gesturing for Wong to follow him in suit as he left. Allen laid down and closed his eyes feeling sleep wash over him, he'd never felt so exhausted in his entire life.
It was a strange feeling, Allen was exhausted, terrified, stressed, pained and desperate, yet he felt some what at home within the cavern like building. The people he knew he was somehow connected to were friendly and caring. It was such a foreign feeling, back home, or was this home? Allen mentally sighed as his body floated in the void of almost nothingness that happened every time he dreamed within a dream. Where was he again? Allen stretched back and looked into the white waters below. His shape reflected in the pool of unrippling water. Behind Allen was an unfamiliar shadow, it smiled wickedly it's shoulder's hunched and it's form swirls of dark grey and black. The shadow reached it's hand forward and grabbed the shoulder of Allen's reflection. Allen looked back but found nothing in this universe of pure white and rippling mirror water.
"Allen..." It called and Allen fixed his eyes one more at the pool of water.
"How do you know my name?" Allen barked at the creature and it turned from his shadow to the real Allen.
"I am you...and you are me. We are one and the same you and I. We are the 14th." It replied casually and Allen attempted to step backwards, away from that thing.
"The fourteenth? The fourteenth what?!" Allen asked, looking deep into the creatures. Another voice broke the echo, and looked to see his own shadow laughing. The first shadow merged with Allen's and it's hair turned dark brown. He stepped out of the water and flicked the droplets from his sleeve. When the shadow opened it's eyes to look up at Allen, it's eyes were golden.
"Now's not the time, boy. You'll find out soon enough...about the light and the darkness." Allen's morphed shadow replied with a sickening smile. He began playing with the dark brown hair that hair curled and stuck to his head with the wet.
"Tell me right now!" Allen demanded, stomping his foot on nothing.
"See you later." The shadow replied, falling backwards into the water, sending clear water drops into the air.
"Wait! What's your name?! Why are you here?" Allen called, jumping down into the water, sending small waves over the image.
"I'm Neah. We'll talk soon, but not now. Your friend needs you." He replied before disappearing into the water. Allen sank down to his knees and buried his head in his hands.
"This can not be happening." Allen mumbled to himself.
I just want everyone's honest opinion on this story. I know this is getting pretty long and I don't know if anyone has interest in it anymore. Should I just forget about this stupid thing?