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Allen is not a Second Exorcist! She is something else…
I'm sorry if you don't like it… but I had to… the stupid bunny wouldn't leave me alone!
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Special thanks to Belletiger BT! Your so cool for giving me ideas and helping with
working out the plot bunny's! The title of this fic Belletiger BT came up with! Thank you! : )
The small child's joy was short lived.
Her delight at the fact that she had finely found the tune that was for her, that bliss that she wasn't alone was gone with the cocking of a gun. Little Ellen's silver eyes wide and her smile falling from her small pink lips. The young man's light brown eyes narrowed, that rust color sharp and focused. His lips twisted into a sly and dangerous smile. The young gentleman's sound shifting and just as sharp as his eyes.
And there, the small white haired child could hear that twist in the young teen's sound…
It was malicious and dark. Something within the young man's sound and tune rising and calling to the little girl, calling for her to pull closer to the one before her. That new thrumming beat merging with the young teens tune and sound making little Ellen want to cry…
It almost sounded like a giggle…
She remembered this sound…
But the young little girl could also hear that other song screeching from the one holding the young man at gun point. That tune and buzz singing a haunting and beautiful melody. "Brat, move away from him." a cold voice hissed out a second later. Ellen's small body began to shake, fear and anger and yearning choking the small child. She didn't understand, she didn't...
The sounds from the two men were both quickly shifting into a murderous symphony…
No, she couldn't let them…
"Ah, is this a friend of yours little miss?" the young man spoke in a smooth voice, his tone belying the fact that his life was just one fraction of a finger twitch from coming to an end. The young teen removed his hands from her and slowly stood.
Little Ellen watched as Cross' brown eyes narrowed dangerously. His mouth pulling into a horrible cocky smirk. "Step away from the child, boy." the red haired General said in a tone just above a dark whisper, Judgment held steady against the dark purple haired teen's head.
The young man's smile pulling wider, his light brown eyes never looking away from her wide silver. Little Ellen could hear that wicked giggle whispering in glee, just underneath the young man's tune. The small little girl could hear it...
No…
"What seems to be the problem my good sir?" the young man asked in a board voice, his eyes darkening and changing to a oh so familiar color. That lovely light rust brown slowly bleeding to a sharper darker gold…
No.
The small five year old felt her heart beating oh so hard in her chest, her lips parting and the child wanted to, oh so badly, wanted to tell the red haired man to not-
"Don't play dumb, I know what you are." the General hissed in a deep and dangerous voice. "You Noah all seem to gravitate to each other, like the insane little moths that you are..." Little Ellen watched the young man's smile widen even more, his eyes narrowing. His fingers on his right hand twitching…
He leaned heavily against the white wall, red running from the wounds that he had been dealt. Red smeared as the other man slid down the wall to the ground, the dark unforgiving color tainting the sickening white… this man wouldn't survive, the Third would not live through this…
That tune was still flowing from the one before him, and this hurt more then the other man would ever know, but yet he couldn't stop. The Third's hateful golden eyes burned into the eyes of the one that would take this life from him, and even though everything sounded so broken and warped and distorted, he knew…
Even if he was drowning in that roaring hateful 'sound'…
This couldn't be stopped, it was already to late.
Because the one that would silence the tunes of the others was never meant to be… he was never meant to be...
Everything hadn't always been so distorted to his ears, but now it was like he was surrounded by water…
But still it hurt, it hurt as his blood stained right hand rose.
Everything had a melody, a tune, a place to belong and he could hear it. He could hear it even though he was now deaf…
When had it all become so…?
"Be silent." he whispered, because this needed to happen, there was no turning back. There was two more notes of broken sound, and then-
It was like he could finely breath, like he had finaly broken free from a nightmare that wouldn't end. The distorted melody was still there, it was threatening to pull him back under, some how he was able to take one more breath before he sank back below the surface... Everything once again distorting...
"It's broken… forgive me -" his lips continued to move in silence, a name was whispered, but the sound was lost in the roar of that broken sea of sound.
Tears rained down, the flow endless…
Mixing with that beautiful red that would darken the sickening blue sky…
"…forgive me and become silent..."
"Ellen!" Her Nii-san called out to her, the young blond running up to her and taking Ellen by her thin shoulders. Bak turning her to face him, effectively snapping the five year old out of another waking dream…
Though Little Ellen frowned to see the worry in Bak's grey eyes, but right now the small child couldn't worry about him…
The young blond turned his grey eyes on the young gentleman with dark purple hair. His eyes narrowing and Ellen could hear that fear rise within Bak's sound again. The men dressed in red moving toward them and the small white haired child knew that the young man with that lovely tune was in danger.
She had to-
Suddenly General Cross was putting Judgment back within its holster. The man's dark brown eyes narrowing at the young teen. Bak stood and gave the red haired man a questioning look, to which Cross met with a hard look of his own. "Who is this young man Cross? Do you know him?"
The General frowned and his eyes turned to meet her wide silver. The man's mouth pulling into a deeper frown. "I thought he was trying to kidnap the brat." Cross grumbled out in a deep voice, his eyes turning to the young man in question.
The General's gaze telling the young man to take this out that the red head was giving him. "I was mistaken."
Bak blinked and turned his confused grey eyes onto the young teen. Who quickly forced out a fake nervous chuckle, his light brown eyes straying over to the slowly approaching Crows. "Yes, as I was saying…" the young man's eyes turned back to little Ellen, the small child simply delighted for him to be looking at her again. "I was only asking the little miss where her parents were."
Bak frowned but then sighed, the young blond reaching out his hand to the young teen. "Well thank you for finding Ellen for us, and sorry about Cross... I'm Bak Chang." Her Nii-san said, though little Ellen could hear how on guard he was. The young blond still not sure about this youth standing before him.
The young man offered a friendly smile and took the offered hand. His voice thoughtful when he spoke. "Tyki Mikk, and its no trouble. The young lady looked scared, I thought that I should offer my help." More words were exchanged, but little Ellen didn't really pay them any mind. Her complete focus was on Tyki's voice and tune. The small child hadn't missed it when Cross had called this man a 'Noah'…
He had also called her a 'Noah'…
"Yes, you both are Noah. There are others also~." her Shadowy Gentleman told her. His voice smooth and filled with thought. The small five year old tilted her head, her white hair swaying with the motion. Her heart was filled with such joy to know that there were others!
"I should be taking my leave." Tyki's voice cut through little Ellen's happiness.
No! He couldn't leave her!
The small child reached out and fisted her small pale fingers into the young man's dress pants. Her silver eyes filling with tears at the thought of not being able to hear this young man's tune. Tyki smiled at her and bent down, his fingers working her much paler ones free from his clothing. The small child knowing that he had not understood Cross' earlier words and their implications, because she could hear his confusion…
Little Ellen's lips parted, her tone pleading as she whispered the name that had been spoken within that horrible vision… "Joyd-" The young man became still at hearing the name. His light brown eyes widening, then narrowed when they caught the dark look the Exorcist General was giving him just over her Nii-san's shoulder. The General having moved around to stand behind the young scientist.
Ellen didn't understand the other name's meaning, only that the name also belonged to this young man with that lovely tune. The small child wanted to tell him her own name, the one that she had forgotten…
Those rust colored eyes slid from the sharp look of the General's to meet her pleading silver, and Ellen could hear the shift in the young man's sound. It became soothing, yet sharp and dark like before. "Don't worry little miss, I'm sure I'll see you again." The young man spoke in a chuckle as he slowly stood.
"Oh, and good morning to you too." He chuckled in amusement.
That was the last time that little Ellen saw Tyki Mikk. The last time that she saw him before the red flowed and covered everything….
The small group found the 'Accommodator' that Mr. Espain wanted her to find. The poor little lost star finally finding were it belonged, but yet when she returned all the adult's sounds were still cold and hateful toward her.
Nothing had changed.
The only thing that had changed was that little Ellen felt more alone. The red haired adult leaving with the young woman that was the 'Accommodator' shortly after Ellen's first trip outside.
The next thing that had changed was her testing. It was four days after returning to her home that Ellen was included in Alma's and Yuu's testing. The door that the small little girl had been brought to that day reeked with binding magic. Alma standing next the large metal door looking unsure. His dark eyes worried for her…
Little Ellen whimpered and pressed as close to the old stone wall opposite of the door as hard as she could. Her silver eyes closed tight. Her small and thin body trembled with fear, her skin was freezing and her heart beat wildly in her chest.
It was load, that buzz that went with Alma's tune was much to load… and she could feel it before her, its anger and malice biting into her skin and the small child whimpered. The five year old pressed herself closer to the stone. She couldn't hear anything over its buzz…
"This is a bad idea." Bak hissed from before her. His voice sharp with anger directed at the young blond haired woman, Renee. The woman frowned, her blue eyes narrowing at the child before them. Little Ellen shook her head, her pale fingers curling against the cold wall. Bak and Ms. Renee stood in the hall, between her and what she feared. Behind them was the metal door that was closed tight, Alma standing next to it. Within was the thing that invoked a deep fear and yet also a great anger within her…
The small little girl wanted to make the two adults happy, but her very core was filled with such terror and anger…
The young blond haired woman was saying something, then Ellen felt the adult take a hard hold of her upper arm and pull the small trembling child closer to the door. The metal door was then opening...
The small child stumbled as she was pushed forward and into the room. Her small body shivering hard in her fear. Alma was then next to her, his eyes apologetic. His dark eyes trying to offer the terrified little girl comfort. "Just stay behind me and do what Ms. Renee told you to do…" the eight year old boy whispered to her.
But Ellen could hear his own fear. Alma hated this part of his testing, little Ellen could hear his hate and his fear and it only made her own fear grow.
Little Ellen didn't understand what she was supposed to do. Her silver eyes watched as the pipes and large tubes going into the floor at the center of the room started to move, a large tank slowly raising from the hole. The smell of the binding magic almost making the five year old gag. The buzz from within the tank growing silent, her eyes widening…
The large container was wrapped and covered with spells and paper. She shrank back as Alma stepped forward. A chill slithered all the way down to her heart as a soft green glow slowly filled the room. Ellen's silver eyes widening even more as a winged crystal type thing come forth from the container. The thing studying Alma, then it turned to study her.
The sound coming from it was curious, yet also angry. Little Ellen knew that this thing was something to be feared, because her very being was filling with something greater then her terror and colder then her fear from before. The thing moved a little closer and Ellen pressed her thin back against the cold and freezing closed door, her small body shaking harder.
"Innocence…" her Shadowy Gentleman hissed, his smooth voice tainted with anger and worry. His tone telling her that this Innocence was not like the small little star that she had helped only a few days ago. "Ellen-" he growled out…
And then the Innocence became silent again, a long second passed and then it's buzz screeched in rage and the small child covered her pained and ringing ears. Her silver eyes wide and filled with her terror. Her small frame cowering before this thing that was pulsing with hate and anger so great that the small child could taste it in the air around her.
The green crystal Innocence was then moving but little Ellen was frozen in her terror, her eyes clenching tightly closed. Her eyes only snapping open when she heard a pained hiss from in front of her. Alma choked and then spat out blood, the Innocence having struck him instead of her.
The eight year old had stepped in the way of the attack…
Little Ellen whimpered, the little girl starting to hum that melody blindly. Her small body rocking back and forth, shaking as red splattered the walls and her small huddled form. The Crystal like Innocence ripped at more of Alma's flesh as it pulled back. Its buzz burning with rage.
The Crows standing on either side of the container watching and not making any move to help her friend…
And Ellen couldn't, she couldn't hear anything more then this things anger. It was mad, but it's buzz was filled with a deep urge to become what it once was…
Little Ellen could hear Ms. Renee yelling angrily at her from the little black golem fluttering just to her right. Ellen could hear her Nii-san arguing with the woman to stop the test…
The dark haired boy fell to the ground and Ellen could hear it as his sound became silent. Her young mind focusing on only that as her silver eyes fluttered up from the body on the floor. Her silver eyes moving away from the growing pool of red on the cold metal floor. Her silver eyes wide as the green glow brightened...
It was such a familiar green...
Ellen hated the color green...
The vibration of hate was greater then the pain in his body, which was quickly going numb. Death was close, his blood was running freely from his beaten body now. His blood covering the ground in one great pool of red. Teeth clenched in a hiss of pain when he was pulled up from the unforgiving ground. His tired eyes now so hard to open, but still he forced his heavy eyelids to lift...
Gold eyes met glowing green….
The others mouth pulled into a cold smile filled with that deep hate. That 'sound' was becoming so load that it was going to choke him, drown him…
"Don't die on me now. I have things for you to do.~" the other hissed. Blood stained lips twisted into a regretful smile. His gold eyes sliding closed again and a bitter chuckle hissed past his teeth...
"Go to hell."
The other giggled darkly, it's smile widening….
"Ah, I'm afraid not. Hell is where you'll be sending the others of your kind.~"
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