Chapter 3:
Allen looked at Kanda in disbelief, how could he ask his friend to end his life? Kanda's glare however remained the same—cold and stern.
"I can't." Allen said again. "And I don't care if you kill me." Kanda rolled his eyes in annoyance and then sighed. Casually he rested his hand on his cheek. "I guess I can't make you do it." He said. "But it would have been nice. To be eliminated from this world, you know, to go somewhere else." He began and then drifted away. Allen looked at him in surprise.
"Don't you like the life you have now?" he asked. Kanda smiled meekly and answered.
"I don't regard this as life." He said closing his eyes. Allen knew that the conversation was over. Kanda was exhausted and had enough to think about over the night. Carelessly he threw a twig into the flickering flame, which began to die. However, it still kept the cave warm. Allen positioned himself comfortably as possible between two rocks and then sat there, staring into space. So many things had happened since yesterday. Most importantly, he had a companion who suffered just like him—his twin cursed blade. Allen closed his eyes and drifted into a light sleep.
The screams were inevitable. Everyone people were running and crying, trying to save themselves and their families. Hungry flames began to hug the houses, as if they were trying to protect them from another invisible force. Allen stood there, watching the flames gain height. No one would save him. No one gave a damn. He was all alone, so if he was going to die, why not watch this magnificent mastery of fire take place? His eyes began to water as the fumes were getting stronger and had he had remained there for a few more minutes, he might not have seen a figure standing before him. At first he thought it was a wounded villager trying to get through, and then he saw a girl glaring at him.
"What?" Allen asked. She smiled, not one of those kind smiles but instead a cold smile, filled of hate. She walked towards him.
"You have nothing, don't you little boy?" She asked in a soft voice.
"I am nothing" The boy replied, looking away. He didn't want to be pestered with the same conversation again. The same one he has been trying to hide all his life. The loneliness he could bear by himself. However, there were some things that were even more painful.
Sadness was one. A cold emotion that made him feels insignificant.
Anger was another. A hot emotion that made him wants to destroy others.
And it was anger now that was beginning to arise. The girl smiled. "You want to be loved?" She questioned, clearly knowing the answer.
"I don't want anything." The boy snapped back. "Mostly right now, for you to leave me alone." He concluded coldly.
"Ah, you would do well." She said to herself than more to Allen. Quickly a dagger was in her hand and quicker than Allen had time to counter attack the thin metal blade dug deep into his chest. "Say 'hello' boy to my curse".
The pain was unbearable.
It was like his body was on fire, no worst that fire.
It was like his body was all under a burning metal frame. His flesh was screaming out. He was begging to die.
Yet he didn't.
He found this out five days later as he lay on the same ground. As his eyes flickered open he saw black charcoal everywhere. No one was there in the ruins, only himself and his weak body.
A sharp pain rang through him. Reluctantly Allen winced. He ran his hand gently over the place the dagger was and found a wound, half healed. Grinding his teeth together he looked into the distance.
"Curse?" He said to himself, voice hoarse and sore. Yes, he was now cursed.
A cursed sword.
It took Allen a good three years to find out it was Lenalee who did this to him. It was then that he swore he would eradicate her forever. So no one else would have to suffer. He was lucky to find another person who had went through the same ordeal. Allen opened his eyes. It was indeed morning as the sun's rays began to peek through the crack in the cave. The storm had passed through. He glanced over to where Kanda was, only to not find him there. He got up and ran outside.
Kanda was practising his fighting, sword in his hand and sweat dripping down. Even in the cold place they were in. He stopped as he noticed Allen watching him and nodded.
"I hope you don't mind." He began. "I took some of the food and water in your supplies."
"Not at all." Allen answered. "Good to see you up and well." It was Kanda's turn to smile.
"Up, yes. Well? Maybe not so much," He said and continued to fight. "One question," Kanda asked not looking at Allen.
"Yes." Allen said stopping at the mouth of the cave.
"How do we find her?" Kanda continued, not wanting to say her name.
"We don't." Allen confirmed. "She'll find us."
In the dark city of Agros, a girl walked down the hall. Many servants, covered from head to toe in black bowed down to her, in respect, possibly, but mostly out of fear. Her powers were dangerous, many suspected more dangerous than her older brothers. She was indeed a curse.
The girl made her way into the main hall and then turned into a much narrow aisle which led to her brother's chamber. Pausing only for a moment, she walked briskly forward and without knocking opened the door.
"I told you Lenalee, not to do that." He brother scowled at her. Lenalee said nothing and merely blankly stared at her brother. "Urgh, don't do that girl, you look like you're possessed or something."
"I had a dream" She said dreamily, yet still in a dark tone." He brother blinked and, as he was standing before, sat down on his desk. "Yes? Well please tell me about it." He said in a softer tone.
"They're coming to kill me." She said gleefully. "Both of them." She smiled. "You know how long I've been waiting for this brother." She exclaimed. "So long! And now the moment of truth!" Her brother looked unsatisfied.
"Really Lenalee, you need to stop dreaming these things. Forget about those insignificant humans. I really hate them, unless I'm testing on them."
"We are one brother." Lenalee said. Her brother wasn't sure how to answer. He knew about Lenalee's powers and feared them greater, despite the fact her had powers of his own as well, they we not as dark as hers. The way she looked hungrily at him when she was angry, or down on him when she was happy made him weary. Still, he couldn't yet find a way to seduce her.
"You fear me, don't you?" She said as if she could read his mind. Actually he wouldn't be surprised if she could.
"No, sister."
"You lie brother." She snapped back. "You are weak, like mother and father." She began. "You do know why they died, right brother? Because they were weak! All too weak as well as they, they had a thing for humans, similar to what you do."
"Me, Lenalee?" Komui began. "Whatever are you saying?"
"That girl you keep. The ill one. I see you nursing her and being nice to her." She said.
"Well, I-" Komui tried to explain.
"No matter," Lenalee took over. "I got rid of her the same way." She smiled, pulled out of her pocket and piece of the girl. "She wasn't very fun to kill brother, please find me someone more...fun." She said. Komui stood in disbelief.
"How could you Lenalee, she was-"
"I know what she was brother, she was garbage." She paused and looked at him in those hungry eyes again. "Brother, I don't think you understand your own kind. You follow humans wherever and I find that very annoying." She said. "In order for me to become great, I must get rid of my weaknesses." She stated. Komui looked up at her.
"What do you mean Lenalee?" He asked, a little afraid. She stepped closer until her face was a few inches from his. "You are my weakness, brother for I always loved you." She closed her bright green eyes and opened them again, only they were not green. Dark red shone back. Komui knew those eyes; it was the eyes when Lenalee was about to make a kill. Komui instinctively reached for anything behind him, but only a pen fell into his hands. Lenalee's eyes flickered towards his futile attempt.
"Oh brother," She mocked, grabbing his wrist as he yelped and let the pen fall from his hands. "You have brought me so much joy…and pain." Komui opened his mouth to say something but Lenalee continued. "But I supposed that is why your have siblings, to keep those emotions in tact." She sighed and stared at Komui. "I'll miss you brother." She said, raising her hands as daggers appeared on her fingertips. Komui was too petrified to move. "I'll make this as painless as possible." And that was the end of it.
Lenalee's eyes slowly returned to normal as she stared at her blood stained brother. She said nothing as she left and glared coldly at the servants rushing in. Of course, they didn't ask her what had occurred—they knew better than that.
"Oh my," Said one of the older servants. "I knew one day this would happened!" She began to get teary. "Poor lad, always so nice to us." Lenalee slammed the door and continued to walk. A sudden burst of happiness swelled within her. She looked straight ahead as a smile curved up her face.
"Time to play, with my rebel blades."
Stretching, Kanda looked up to the sky, which was grey as far as the horizon. A storm looked promising, it would have if Kanda had be a mere mortal. However, he knew about her, and her capabilities. Destruction made her happy and this was indeed an incoming destruction. He glanced carelessly at Allen, of who was letting his stallion free. Allen, who caught his glance smiled meekly at him.
"She was a good steed." Allen said sadly. "It would be best to let him go." Kanda said nothing and continued to look on.
"She's coming." He said, pulling out his blade, likewise, Allen did so as well.
"This is it." Allen muttered in a monotone. "Good luck." Kanda snorted and waited, not taking his eye off for once. A sudden dark cloud came down and exploded, sending Kanda and Allen back.
"Ah…it's been so long, my loyal pets." Her voice mocked in a playing tone. She was ecstatic and not afraid to show it. As much as Kanda and Allen had waited to relieve their pain, she was ready to make it worst. "Now what should we play today?" She smiled, eyes crimson.
"I don't know…" Allen began, lifting his blade, "Maybe SEND YOU TO HELL!" And charged. All his pain, all his suffered he poured into that charge. Anger hissed on the tip of his sword, and a repulsive shock ran up his arms. Still he did not move, for if he decided to even take one step back, it would have been for nothing.
"Oh my, what an angry little boy." Lenalee began as she laughed, however she did not anticipate Allen's strength as she was hit from behind and then again in the front. She lay on the ground, mostly in shock.
"…you!" She hissed and raised her fingertips. Again sharp blades appeared. Allen was not surprised and raised his sword again. "Let's go." He snapped back.
Kanda however, remained motionless. She had grown into a deadly poison plant. Beautiful, but deadly. It seemed as if his strength was wavering. Come on Kanda, he thought to reassure himself, you died on that day remember? Only your soul wanders this earth to kill this person in front of you.
That's true but…
Why was he hesitating?
Quavering with anger, he gripped his sword. It was now or never.
"DIE YOU STUPID SCUM!" Lenalee yelled and waved her arms so that Allen was thrown back. Staggering, he got back up. A thin trickle of blood ran down his visage.
"Ugh." Allen grunted through his teeth.
"You were just meant to be my pets." Lenalee began, looking at no one in particular. "The cursed blades, the twins of death, pair of steel, they all mean the same thing." She said. "You were both meant to be that, just mere…. weapons." She hinted, looking up at Allen. "You will serve me, for the remainder of your life."
"I'd rather die." Allen spat back and whipped the blood trickle with his arm. A sadistic smile wound its way around her face.
"Have it your way." She murmured. Her eyes unfocused she leapt backwards as if preparing herself for a powerful attack. Sensing some danger, Kanda ran to Allen's side.
"Finally got your act together?" Allen smiled weakly. A sideways glance was Kanda's reply. This was their moment. Lenalee, then without warning began to run towards them, eyes glowing. Kanda and Allen ran forward, bringing their strength together. Their blades began to glow a eerie red colour. For Kanda, his world was beginning to get blurry as an array of voices echoed through his head.
"Do you remember what it is to protect someone you love?"
"Power is all you desire? Then why not hatred or evil?"
"Love is something fools acquire."
Why now? Coming back to the scenario, Kanda and Allen jumped simultaneously and left their deadly strike land. It definitely hit something fleshy. Lenalee jumped back. Blood dripped from her torso.
"…" She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Pure shock reflected in her eyes as she dropped to her knees. She looked up at the two cursed men.
"Well?" She asked dully. "Hurry up and strike." She said. Suddenly it wasn't the cold-hearted girl who they had come to know. Suddenly, it was like a child, waiting for her death to come.
"…Kanda." Allen asked but then stopped himself. He didn't know what to do. This was not what they anticipated. Kanda looked at the girl who was on her knees begging and took a step towards her. He too bent down.
"Lenalee…" He said looking at her. Allen hesitated to take a step. Huffing and holding her wounds, she looked up at Kanda. Her eyes terrified. Kanda observed, but said nothing. He just stared. Deep within those eyes something stirred as if trying to hide itself from him. That was all Kanda needed to see.
"Please," Lenalee begged, "Don't-" but before she could finish, a blade shot through her body, and continued until a good size portion could be need petruding from her back. Allen's sword came from above and remained in the girl's body.
"It's done." Allen said weakly. The small trickle of blood seemed to have gotten bigger than expected. "I feel kind of dizzy though." Kanda remained silent, he merely sat there. Minutes passed and Allen fell to the ground, breathing deeply. Kanda blinked and turned to look at him. A fairly big pool of blood could be seen in the snow and Allen looked pale.
"I see, it's over now huh?" Allen whispered. Kanda answered, "It was I who was supposed to be dying now." Allen smiled meekly. "Yeah, but fate can change."
"Yeah…change…"
Kanda didn't know how long he stayed there. The life of Allen Walker had come and gone. His limp body rested peacefully beside Kanda. Two bloody pools surrounded him. And then the snow began to fall. At first it was gentle, as if it was unsure or afraid to fall on such a bloody scene. Then, after some time, it made up its' mind and fell heavy. Again they returned,
The coldness.
The bitterness.
They both had come back to haunt him as if he had to be continually punished. It was a never-ending nightmare. A curse.
Well that's it! Sorry for the really emo story, but I was thinking about it while writing exams so you can sort of imagine. Please feel free to leave a review or two as it makes me know as a writer that my stories are being read and not just…. floating there. Negative comments are also welcomed, it helps me to improve! Thank you so much, for reading and for commenting!
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