Chapter 8: Bloody Memory

DON'T BOTHER READING THIS PART. Ugh! I'm fucking pissed! I had this chapter all perfect and all, then when I went to save, it said I needed to log in! I did, and it didn't even save the chapter! Damn it! I spent the whole day on it and it doesn't save! TWICE! I had to go back to the episode on go back to the parts I needed for the story! TWICE!

I hate this...

...I'm sorry for my outburst. My bad! Won't happen again! (hopefully) NOW CONTINUE READING.

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I'm so sorry for my late update! Major writers block!

Laytha: Thanks for the review! And yeah, she was pretty useless then. Yes, she does do more this chapter to help, too! I'm glad ya like the story so far!

DancingDynasty: I'm glad ya like my story! But I'm sorry to say there won't be very much about her past with Allen. And I'm glad ya reviewed! It most likely would have taken a few more days for me to find inspiration to finish this chapter!

Something's missing in me,
I felt it deep within me!

Missing~ Flyleaf

"Mamá, Mamá! Can I go play with her? She looks lonely!" A small girl around five held her mother's hand, pointing to a girl around her age, hugging her knees to her chest. She wore a tattered brown cloak that shaded her eyes. The first girl's mother told her,

"No, miel*. She's a demon, she's evil." The little girl is dragged away by her mother, the other one watching with wide eyes. Under the hood, you could see dirty white hair. She stood up slowly, looking after the girl who was just there, looking at her, at walks after them, her legs shaking from the chilling December wind. She follows them through crowded streets, the people avoiding her, the demon child.

The two people she was follow didn't notice. The little girl kept her hazel eyes down, her light brown curls bouncing with each step. The mother with her head held high and her dark brown hair flowing down her back. Both have on fancy dresses that would make any envious. The white haired doesn't care about that. They walk into a two story house. The girl outside went to a window, looking in on her tip-toes.

She sees the mother let the little girl into her room and shutting the door softly, saying something to the little girl that the one outside couldn't hear. She knocks on the window after the mother leaves, eager to talk to the girl. The one inside looks up, startled, and slowly walks to the window to see her, staring up at her.

"You're the lonely girl from before! Hold on, I'll let you in! But you gotta be quiet, Mamá thinks you're evil!" she says, smiling down at the dirty girl as she opens her window with a little trouble. She helps the girl inside and closes the window. Why did you let me in, the white haired girl asks. The other one smiles and says in her childish voice, "Because I can."

The girl with brown hair asks for her name, to which the girl replies she has none. She is shocked and her eyes widen. She tells the other she must have a name.

"Or you'll just be here. No reason to have fun and talk with me!" as she puts it. She asks about the name Demonio*, to which the other one refuses immediately.

"I rather not have the grown ups thinking I'm more of a demon than I already am," is her reason that she gives. She asks what her name is. She smiles and says,

"I'm Plata*." Plata asks her why her hair is white, and one eye black and the other green. She answers that she is hated by God, and he wanted to punish her. Plata asks her why God would hate her. She doesn't know. She asks where she is from.

"Japan. I sneaked on a boat a few months ago and wound up somewhere in Asia. The I hitchhiked on a train here, to Spain." Plata asks her if she knows Japanese. She replies that she does, but learned little Spanish. She adds that she plans to go to France for some time.

"What is "Silver" in Japanese? As a name, what would it be?" She thinks for a moment before answering,

"Gin." Plata grins and tells her that is her new name. She says it's pretty and is like the moon. Gin asks her how, but she just shakes her head and smiles. "You'll find out sooner or later!" They talk about nothing in particular for a while, until they hear shouting and screaming outside the room. Plata shakes and hides under the covers.

"P-Plata? What's wrong, Plata?" In a shaking voice, she tells Gin to run, to hide. But it's too late. A big man with thick arms and bloodshot eyes with the smell of alcohol strong in the air. Gin ducks under the bed before he sees her.

"Plata! Come here! Don't you dare hide from me, you ungrateful little brat!" Gin sees his feet walk to the bed and hear Plata screams as he jerks her out from under the blanket and throws her down onto the floor. Tears roll down her face as she faces Gin, her dad still unaware of her.

"I-I'm sorry Papá! l'm s-sorry!" she screams. He kicks her in her ribs and she lets out another scream. It's all your fault! he yells. He blames her for his troubles. Gin shakes in silent fear and fury, seeing her only friend get beaten while she hides. She coughs up blood at every kick. Her nose is bleeding from his fists. He throws his daughter to the ground, her unknowingly facing Gin. Gin stared at the once kind and bright eyes, now dull, now dead.

"Stop! You monster! Stop it!" she screams finally. She crawls from under the bed and faces him, her eyes full of pure, raw hatred. Plata has stopped moving. She can't see the rise and fall of her chest. She can't hear the beating of her friend's heart. "I WILL KILL YOU! YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!" She lunges for a simple nail file on the nightstand and points it at him before he knows what's going on.

She rushes towards him, screaming and crying for her dead friend. Her dead Plata. Blood splatters on the wall, on the floor, on her. She hears his heart fade away as the blood flows from the cut in his neck, on his face, his chest. She cries as she cuts him repeatedly with the dull file, not caring that he's already dead. She cries for Plata, who's lying in a pool of her own blood.

"I hate you! I hate, hate hate you!" As she calms down, she gets off the older mans still body and looks down upon him. His body is unidentifiable, blood covers his body, some places bone is visible.

And she laughs, tears rolling down her face.

Normal POV

Allen lays Kanda and Gin beside each other, getting ready to listen to Lala's story. He was still a little tired from carrying the two exorcists and the finder. He looks at Gin's face, how her eyebrows were knitted together, her lips in a frown. He sighs and rubs his forehead, closing his eyes.

"Guzol is going to die soon! Until then, please don't separate me from him! I'll give you my heart!" Allen looks at Lala with saddened eyes.

"Tell me your story, Lala," he says softly. She nods after a brief hesitation and sits down on the old man's lap.

"A long time ago," she starts, "a human child cried in Martel. He was persecuted by the villagers and abandoned in the city rumored to be filled with ghost." Her eyes got a far away look, as if she was looking into her memories.

"It had been five-hundred years since the citizens of Martel left... It wasn't the first time a human had gotten lost in this place. This is the sixth child... when I asked the five children before "How about a song?" they all attacked me."

"They shouted "Monster!" at me... although I had only asked "How about a song?". "So," I had thought, "if this child in front of me also doesn't accept me offer, I will kill him... like the five before him." I am a doll made by humans. To move for humans is the reason I exist. Let me sing! Then he said,"

"Song? You would sing for me...? No one has ever done something like that for me. I am called Guzol. Sing, Ms. Ghost." She stopped talking and laid her head against the old man's chest and closed her eyes. Allen looked at the two, his eyes unreadable.

"It has been eighty years since that day... and Guzol has been with me ever since! Guzol... will stop moving soon. His heartbeat has been growing quieter and quieter. Let me be with him until the end. once Guzol dies, I don't care what happens to me. In all my five-hundred years... Guzol has been the only one to accept me. Please let me stay with him until the end! Please!" She looks back at Allen with pleading eyes.

Gin's POV

I could here a voice talking nonstop. But I couldn't understand the words. It was like I was underwater, the pressure, it was crushing me. Kanda... Kanda was dead right? That Akuma killed him while I watched... and did nothing to stop it. Useless... so, so useless. How could I even comprehend how to protect Allen if I can't even fight? I'm the big sister, I need to fight!

Then get stronger.

The thought swept over me, comforting me, taking away the pressure that was crushing me. If I get stronger, then I can protect my brothers, I could protect Allen and Xerxes. Ha! I won't sit on the sidelines, just waiting to get killed while my friends fight!

"NO!" I snapped my eyes open, the harsh voice breaking me out of my thoughts. Kanda is alive... "Wait until the old man dies..? We can't grant that wish! We came her to protect the Innocence! Take that doll's heart now!" Everything was eerily silent, I didn't know what was going on but I refused to break the ice. I looked at Allen, the hurt in his eyes, the sadness.

"I... I can't do that. Sorry, I just can't do it." Kanda let out a low growl from the back of his throat and picked up the black coat he had previously been laying on and threw it roughly in Allen's face.

"This coat isn't a pillow for the wounded! It's the uniform for an Exorcist!" Kanda threw on his own coat as I slowly started to stand, going unnoticed between the two of them. "There are sacrifices that must be made, Rookie," he said quietly but with an edge.

"Please... Don't take it!" Kanda pointed Mugen right at Lala as I watched her and Guzol cower in fear.

"Then I will be the one!" Allen shouted as he steps between Mugen and Lala.

Damn it, Allen!

I walk over to where both of them were standing, glaring at each other with deadly eyes. They still hadn't noticed me.

"Will it be enough if I am the "sacrifice" for these two? Until then, I cannot remove the Innocence from the doll! If I.. destroy the Akuma, then there isn't a problem right?" He's right, there wouldn't be a problem. But he cannot get killed! Not when I'm able to fight!

"Allen..." No one listened, no one heard my voice.

"To make sacrifices all the time in order to win the war... it's futile!" Kanda stiffened, the his hand clenched and he suddenly punched Allen in the jaw before I could stop him.

That bastard! How dare he hit Allen? I will make him pay in blood!

"How incredibly naive...selling yourself out for some pitiful strangers...? Isn't anything important to you?" I could see his face, contorted in anger. And Allen, is eyes hidden from me.

"There was something... I lost a long time ago... It's pitiful. I don't have a noble reason... I just don't want to see something like this happen again. That's all." Um, hello? What about me?

I'm still here! I screamed in my mind.

"Because I am a small man, my heart is moved by what's in front of my eyes, not what the whole world needs. I just can't abandon what's there in front of me. I want to protect everything I can! If I don't have anything important to protect then at least I can protect what's important to others!"

Normal POV

Dead silence swept over the group as Allen glanced over Kanda's shoulder to see Gin holding her watch and staring at him with little light in her green eye. How could he have not noticed her before? He opened his mouth to say something but she abruptly held out her hand down to him, as if to help him up.

"Hurry up. I'm not gonna wait for you forever, ya know." Her voice was low, emotionless, guarded. "Ha, what am I saying?" she asked herself quietly, her voice not reaching any of the room's occupants' ears. Allen grabbed her hand tentatively as she pulled him up, her hands had never felt so cold to him. As soon as he was up, she broke apart their hands, turning her back on him. "We might as well go search for that damned Akuma."

"Y-yeah," Allen whispered. It had already found them, however. A large white hook like claw burst from the sand and tore through the bodies of the doll and old man, sending his blood across the sand. Allen's eyes widened in horror as he reached out to them, barely missing as they were pulled back into the debts of the sand. A demonic sounding laughing cut through the tense silence as Gin suddenly grabbed Allen by his arm and threw him behind her protectively. The sand burst up and the cackling laughter increased tens fold.

In one hand the Akuma now made from sand held Lala, looking more like a doll than ever. The Innocence arm he "stole" from Allen was pierced through Guzol and held the Innocence, Lala's heart.

"Innocence... activate," Gin whispered as she watched through narrowed eyes as the Akuma threw the lifeless bodies of the two down.

"Oh~ So this is Innocence?~" A dark aura radiates off Allen as he see's Guzol reaching for the doll, as he hears him call out to her.

"Return it. Return that Innocence." Allen looked demonic himself. His Innocence twisted and warped, unrecognizable now. Green sparks flashed around it, like bolts of lightening. His cursed eye looked just that- cursed.

"Exorcists who have parasitic-type Innocence can manipulate it with their emotions. Allen's is changed based on his rage," Kanda suddenly said, his eyes locked on Allen.

Even so, he thought. His negative emotions is changing his weapon still.

Allen suddenly jumped up to the Akuma, his incomplete Innocence trailing his arm. Gin's eyes widened in horror.

"Baka! That arm of yours isn't fully formed!" Her voice held a desperate tone in it. Allen was the only one... he was her frère! He wasn't allowed to die before she was gone!

His eyes wide from rage, Allen pointed his arm at the Akuma, orange light coming from the end. Rods made of the same orange light shot through it, his screams resounding in the nearly vacant room.

"Return it!" The sand moves in a circle around the trio as the laughing continues.

"Stupid Exorcists! You can't hit me if I'm sand!" Gin gritted her teeth. Kanda glared at the moving sand. Allen just looked pissed off. Guzol looked over at the lifeless doll across from him, tears running down his face onto the sand. The cackling laughter continued as the arm of the Akuma shot upward out of the sand, causing him to jump backwards, right into the stomach of the sand Akuma.

Gin tensed up. She knew it was laughing, that it was saying something, for she saw it's mouth moving. She saw when it continuously stabbed itself, and when Allen cut his "skin" in half. She saw it, but all in slow motion, so her rage and anger had time to manifest itself. Even as Allen did that, she wanted to tear the Akuma apart. Even as Allen attacked it, she wanted to be the one to destroy it. Her limbs were numb and she could only hear the soft tick...tick...tick from the clock hanging from her neck in her ears. She hadn't moved since then, and now, here was Allen, shooting at the Akuma before falling over, on his knees.

That's when she finally snapped, as the Akuma rushed towards her frère, it finally hit her that she wasn't powerless.

"Don't forget to back me up, Kanda.." she whispered before black energy quickly surrounded her entire body, casting her as a mere shadow to anyone who looked at the time. Her rage and emotions of the past few hours surrounded her body, dispersing not a second later as she rushed forwards in front of Allen, holding up her arms to block the attack. Allen looked up at her, surprised.

"You!" The Akuma shook in fear and anger.

"Gin..." He could see her arms and legs. Her arms were covered up to her shoulder in the black armor of her former state of Innocence. Her shins where also protected by it. The only major difference besides that was her hands. Her fingers were long and sharp, like claws. If it wasn't for that bloody red cloak she was wearing, she would almost be just another shadow in the corner.

"Shut it! Don't you dare cower before an asshole like him! You won't be able to do a damn thing like this! And it was you who promised to protect the doll and old man over there on the ground right? Don't you ever break a promise when I'm near, Allen Walker!" Allen looked stunned for a second before lowered his head, a small smile on his lips.

"So, either way, you're pissed? And I wasn't cowering, I was just taking a break." Allen heard a faint "che" from both the girl in front of him and the hurt BaKanda to the side.

Gin looks over her shoulder at the white haired boy on his knees and he looks up, a smile gracing his features. As he looks upon her face, he can't meet her eyes, though he just couldn't see them. Around her eyes, was a black mask that just covered the upper part of her face. The sides of the mask dropped low and framed her cheekbones. The only indication she even had eyes was the small light reflection. She turns back around, facing the Akuma once again.

"You've had your fun, you bastard. Now... let me play!" In a single swift motion, she pushed him away from her and Allen and sent a narrow blade of black energy outlined in purple flame-like features. It went through his arm smoothly and it turned to dust upon contact with the sand, mixing in with it.

"Che, are you two just gonna stand there like idiots?" she said. Kanda shot her a glare and she helped Allen up with a smirk.

"Innocence... activate." His new gun-like Innocence formed on his arm and Kanda pointed his sword towards the Akuma.

"Beast of the Underworld!"

"Fire!" all three tired exorcist yelled. The power from their attacks turned him into nothing upon contact and continued to tear through to the city above and demolish and incinerate most. As the light died down, the container holding the Innocence fell down from the sky beside the two male fallen Exorcists as Gin sat on her legs, her Innocence deactivated. As Allen opened his eyes to the container, he reached for it slowly, his hand shaking.

"One...one more time." He grabbed the container of the Innocence and motioned for Gin to help him walk over to them. Gin nods with a smile, her hair has fallen out of her usual pig-tails, and he swings his arm over her shoulder. "To Lala, one more time."

"Yes," she says with a feigned smile, "to Lala one more time."

"Human, sir." Guzol painstakingly looks to the voice, seeing Lala looking more like a doll that when the Exorcists met her. "Human Sir, how would you like a song?" Gin and Allen watched from afar as the scene unfolded.

"Lala...I love you..." he said as tears of happiness and sorrow fall from his eyes. The doll crawled over to him, her wooden limbs stiff. She touched his face carefully.

"Human sir, are you asleep? Then, I shall sing you a lullaby." Allen and Gin glance at each other, seeing the Finder Toma, eho everybody had forgotten about, help Kanda up and take him out of the tunnels underground.

*"Lacrimosa dies illa
Qua resurget ex favilla
Judicandus homo reus
Huic ergo parce, Deus,
Pie Jesu Domine"

"Judicandus homo reus
Huice ergo parce, Deus,
Pie Jesu Domine"*

Hiya! It took me way to long to finish just this chapter, don't you agree? Anyways, how do you like Gin's new and improved Innocence? Too much?

Isn't Lala's lullaby so beautiful? I nearly cried when I saw the episode!

Miel- honey or sweety in Spanish.
Demonio- Demon in Spanish.
Plata- Silver in Spanish. I know it's not a good name, but just deal with it!

Lala's Lullaby

"Tearful was that day
From which the ashes will rise
The guilty man is condemned
So have mercy on him. Lord,
Compassionate Lord Jesus."

"The guilty man is condemned
So have mercy on him, Lord,
Compassionate Lord Jesus."

I hope you enjoys! Don't forget to leave a review for mah!

~Usagi-san