Here's what I had written for pt.2 and the outline for the rest of it;
It was either extremely awkward or there was enough tension you could just about physically cut it with a knife. Komui and Inspector Lvellie both faced the returned Exorcists, CROW, and Noah.
"Is this him? Nea?" Komui asked hesitantly.
"Yes." Lenalee replied using a tone appropriate for the serious situation.
"Well," Lvellie motioned to the figure standing stiffly with a tattered bag over his head. "Reveal him." Kanda did the honors as he yanked off the hood with enough force to send the man stumbling forward a few steps.
"Bastards...Why the hell did you jump me? I already know every inch of your hideout from Allen's memories!" Nea seethed his eyes flaring with anger.
"If you have Allen Walker's memories then you know who I am, 14th."
Nea scowled, but it melted into a dark smirk. "Why of course Inspector Lvellie. Allen has some things to say about you…Thick-headed like a pig? And features like one too?" A vein popped on the Inspector's forehead. "But~ He might've been thinking about Kanda." Behind Nea, Lenalee had to hold the murderous swordsman back.
"Enough with the jokes, 14th. What-"
"Nea." Komui shut his mouth in surprise as he was cut off. The Noah's tone was even at first, but it rose in volume as he spoke. "You are to call me Nea. I hate that title that was plastered onto me."
"Alright, Nea." Lvellie sneered out the name. "I agree with Chief Komui, stop stalling and let's get to the-"
"Except you." Nea pointed accusingly at Lvellie. "As much as I hate being called the '14th', I'll deal with it if my name doesn't come out of the mouth of a shitty man like you." Lvellie's face contorted with anger and his fists clenched by his side.
Lvellie chuckled humorlessly. "I can make your situation a whole lot worse, so if you don't want to be tortured for experimental gain keep that attitude of yours in check. Inspector Link. Take the 14th to the dungeon and don't allow anyone to have contact with him until further notice."
"Yes sir." Link replied hurriedly, grabbing the bag off the floor and throwing back over Nea's head, much to the Noah's dismay.
When the two had left Lenalee questioned to Lvellie, "You weren't serious about the torture were you, sir?" Even Kanda was glaring more darkly as they anticipated his answer.
"Of course not. That Noah needs to be put in his place. If threats do that, I'll make as many as I need." Lvellie put simply. Lenalee sighed with relief, her hand clutching the spot over her heart.
Footsteps clicked throughout the room as Lvellie walked to the door. He paused in the doorway and looked over the two Exorcists and Chief, saying something that dampened all their moods. "I know you three are friends with Allen Walker. If you can't deal with seeing him in that state I suggest leaving. I won't have anything interfering with my investigation." And with that the door slammed shut.
The three people looked at each other. The next few weeks would be interesting. And not in a good way either.
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Creaking as the boat drifted to a stop. The waves lapping against the dock. Surrounding him were not friends, they were Allen's friends, but not his. Walking to the large building he thought on how it could serve a better purpose other than another Branch, it had beautiful structure and…
Someone kicked him in his calf and demanded he walked faster. It was that barbaric swordsman. Kondo? Cande? His name wasn't even worth remembering. He considered flipping him off but for some reason he didn't.
The emerald haired girl talked with someone then we entered the building, and Nea found a bag over his head.
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Nea stirred from his rest. Wincing at he felt a crick in his neck, he rolled it a few times and it disappeared. It'd been a few hours since that CROW had dragged him across this place and thrown him in a cell without an ounce of courtesy. He figured he'd be in here for a while, and sadly there was nothing to fuel his entertainment.
What I planned to happen after this ^^ was;
Nea would be discontent with staying in the cell overnight again so he makes a fuss. He ends up bunking with Kanda, to both of their dismay.
A few days pass and a plan is formulated to kill the Earl and get Bookmen back. The Exorcists still pressure Nea to contact Allen, but Nea insists the boy wants to be left alone.
The group–Nea, Link, Kanda, Lenalee, Krory, Miranda, and Noise Marie–make their way to Canada where a large gathering of Akuma was reported, and a sighting of a Noah.
Upon arrival they're immediately attacked and seperated. Nea found that he couldn't control the Akumas anymore. With that card gone he stayed behind the fighters.
The battle raged on for what seemed like hours. When all the Akuma were gone, only Nea, Kanda and Marie were left standing. The others had fallen either due to exhaustion or injuries.
Now the Earl and other Noahs appeared. Nea activated Allen's innocence and brought forth the Sword of Exorcism. He winced at the feeling of innocence being so close, literally embedded in his arm, but he had to deal with it. Allen was lost somewhere...hopefully he'd find himself during this battle.
The two Exorcists matched up with a Noah. Kanda with Tyki, and Road with Marie. The remaining Noahs watched their family fight. Doing little tricks every now and then to turn the tide in their favor.
Nea was on the ground. The sword had been flung a few feet away from him. The Earl had his own weapon–a sword almost identical to Allen's–and its tip was pointed at Nea's throat.
Nea reaches out and touches the Earl's cheek. "It was good to see you again, brother." The Earl faltered for a moment, but snapped out of his daze. Kanda and Marie were too far away to stop what was happening before their eyes.
The Earl's sword came down.
A strong hand with newfound energy smacked the blade aside. It clattered on the ground next to the two. The Earl, startled, stood up. The one who he was about to kill was no longer Nea...but someone else yet the same.
Allen huffed. The Exorcist stood slowly, brushing himself off. He was disoriented. The last thing he remembered in reality was the Earl. And the Earl being Mana. Allen looked up and met eyes with the one in question.
"Mana…?"
The Earl backed away, his suit crumbling to reveal the Noah within. A stricken expression was on his face. Fragmented memories were flowing back. Who was Mana? Who was Nea? Who is he? A strangled cry escaped his lips. He didn't know. He hated not knowing that he did know.
After a seemingly mental breakdown, Mana calmed down and looked to be retreating to the other Noahs. Allen stopped him and bombarded him with questions.
How did you become like this?
Did you teach me the Musician's Score knowing I'd be able to control the Ark with it?
Where have you been?
Tyki, who was fighting Kanda, knew that the boy was somehow messing with the Earl's mind. He ordered one of the other Noah's to kill him. And as ordered, all of the Noah's not just one, ganged up and attacked.
Allen had his back turned so he would've never have seen it coming. But Mana did. He didn't know what it was about this boy, but he wouldn't let him die. And so at the last second, Mana threw himself in the way of the oncoming attacks.
He was shot, bones shattered, head bashed. In all one second, the Noahs had killed their leader. The group stood over the dead body, shock evident on their faces. The fighting had ceased and Tyki and Road joined their family. Soon, tears welled up in their eyes and the sounds of sniffling, sobbing, grief filled the air. To Allen, even if this version of Mana was insane, it was still Mana. And so, the exorcist mourned with the Noah.
Kanda approached, his katana still drawn. "Will you still fight us?" He addressed the Noah.
Wisely answered. "Our leader is gone. We no longer have a purpose to continue this fight."
"What about our people you're holding hostage?" Kanda asked.
"You'll get them soon enough. They were useless anyways." Road mumbled.
And so the Holy War ended. As promised Lavi and Bookman were returned to them. After a joyous reunion, everyone made their way back to HQ.
Allen was in his room, leaning against the wall.
You know...I never got to thank you. So thank you.
You're welcome. There was a prolonged period of silence before, I...I miss him. But I like to think he's in a better place.
"I miss him too. But we got each other, so we'll make it through."
There was silence again. Except it wasn't lonely. It was comforting. Even though he was enjoying a comforting silence with an entity inside his own mind, he wouldn't trade this moment up for anything.