Allen's POV
Allen awoke slowly as he found himself lying in an unfamiliar bed, 'Where am I?' Looking around the empty room that seemed to be from the town he remembered he wasn't alone, 'Where did Kanda go?!'
Jumping from the plain white bed, Allen quickly ran from the house to see if he could tell where the mysterious stranger had gone. But as to be expected, there were no signs of Kanda.
Disappointed at being unable to at least thank the stranger, Allen decided to go back "home" as the villagers were probably annoyed with him for escaping again.
But as he walked further and further into the familiar town he grew up in, he realized that he hadn't seen a single person. "Hello?" Turning to knock on the doors of some of his neighbors, Allen called again, "Hello! Where is everybody?!"
When he didn't get a response, Allen thought back to the hazy Dream of this morning. That's when the darkness of the night dawned on him, "No... It can't be night already! How long was I out for?!"
Fear coated his body as he ran faster to his "home", hoping beyond Fate that he hadn't caused his Dream to become Reality, "This isn't supposed to happen! I can't cause the future to happen! I can only see it...So why?!" Allen screamed to himself as he saw his normally heavily guarded house, deserted.
"It's you again. Are you okay now?" The familiar voice of the man from this morning called from behind Allen.
"Did you see anyone? Do you know where they went?" Allen didn't turn to look at the man as he ran from one house to the other to try and find some reminisce of villager life.
"No." Kanda watched the white-haired boy scurry from the houses, with a strange sympathy for him, "No one was here when I brought you... By the way, did you see where the people I came here with went?"
Allen paused when he heard Kanda's question, thinking back on his memory of their first encounter, he could only remember few details, "I know someone when into the Demon woods, but other than that it's fuzzy..."
Now that he thought on it, a lot of his memories were strangely fuzzy. But why is it that now all of a sudden he couldn't recall anything when this had never happened before.
"I see. Hey, Moyashi, do you know where the weaponry is?" Kanda asked as he thought on a way of getting his "friends" back.
"We don't have such things here, the other kingdom would probably have disgusting things like that, but we don't need those kinds of things here." Allen replied spitefully as he finally stopped his search to look at Kanda, who was standing at the top of the protection wall surrounding the town.
"Damn... That's going to make this a lot harder... Can you take me to this Demon forest then?" Kanda returned Allen's stare as he willed the boy to agree.
"You'll die, so I refuse." Allen turned away from the stranger as he felt his body become numb.
"Hey, Moyashi, are you sure you're alright?" Kanda asked as he jumped from the protection wall, strangely easily, and walked to the still boy, "You don't seem to have recovered from whatever happened to you at the tree." Reaching out to the boy, Kanda flinched at the sudden pain throughout his body.
An image flashed through his mind as he stumbled to keep his footing on the spinning world.
"They're going to die..." Allen spoke softly as he stood still against the blurring background, "They are doomed to die because you came here... Because I didn't kill you..."
"What the fuck are you talking about?!" Kanda screamed as he saw his friends dead, lying in their own blood, behind Allen, "What did you do?!"
"Because I didn't kill you, they died..." Allen stepped towards Kanda with a blank look on his face, his liquid silver now a dull black, "Kill you."
Wrapping his slim fingers around Kanda neck, he squeezed, "Damn it, Moyashi, fucking wake up!" Kanda struggled for breath as his paralyzed body refused to obey his commands.
Allen tightened his grip until Kanda blacked out.
And they awoke from his Dream.