Allen's POV
We all looked around us as I recognized where we were... I felt my blood draining from my head and I knew that my skin was as pale as a ghost... It was the exact same place where the 'incident' happened and it was gently snowing just like how i remembered it... Why were we here?... The other three were confused on the setting... a graveyard. "Why- Why are we here? I already know this memory!" I screamed at the Noah as Kanda and Lavi were taken aback by my outburst as i usually kept my calm when it came to serious matters.
"Well, this is the start of your missing memory duh..." Wisely responded as if it were common knowledge. "w-what?" I asked. I know what happens next. Why would this be my missing memory if i knew about it? I know this was the night i met the Earl while I was mourning for Mana's Death. This was when i made Mana into an Akuma, got cursed at for bringing him back. It was when I got injured by his razor-like claws,discovered my innocence in the most cruel was when i was controlled to kill Mana by my silver claws. I was picked up by Cross when I was alone once more. I didn't feel like seeing it occur it again. Lavi noticed my pale face and began to question me "Ne, Allen are you okay?" I only nodded when i didn't rely on my voice to speak without showing my fear of this night but paled further, if possible, when i saw myself. The past me. My ten year old self. Red, who was recently named Allen. I was leaning on Mana's grave with lifeless eyes.
"Allen? Who is that kid?" I only ignored Lavi's questions and Kanda's questioning gaze as i walked towards the small ten-year old me. I crouched in front of myself and I wasn't that shocked when he didn't react. This was a memory after all. We can see my memories but we cant change anything and they wont react to us. Lavi and Kanda followed me and stood behind me. Both looked at the rusty-haired kid and they then glanced at the grave which had a name engraved 'Mana Walker' and they knew who it was at once. "Allen..." Lavi couldn't find anything to say to me at the moment and neither did Kanda. Wisely only watched from afar as he began to know what would happen next. Everyone already knew what would happen next. Where there is sorrow from the loss of a loved one, the Earl would appear after all.
The Earl indeed appeared only two minutes later. The exorcists had moved aside to watch as that was all they could do. The fat man had appeared in his common clothes: a white coat which was tightly wrapped around him and were connected and held by two black buttons, his black top hat which was wrapped one time with a thorny vine and was complimented with a blue rose with a leaf at each side, and his long demon ears which were flattened to each side by the top hat. However his most common and popular grin was plastered on his face, his golden eyes eyes hidden by little glasses.
He happily swung his purple umbrella which held a orange miniature sized pumpkin on the umbrella tip. He began to talk to the distraught ten-year old in an overly sweet voice "Hi little boy!~ I am the Millennium Earl, what is your name?~" The boy drew his emotionless eyes up to the Earl as he politely replied "Allen Walker." Both Lavi and Kanda's assumption were correct. This was Allen from the past. When he was broken. And all alone.
"Hmm~ Your Mana's child?~" the Earl asked with hate slipping slightly out of his question. "No... Just a deformed orphan he picked up in the circus..." The Earl's eyebrows raised up as he asked the question that made him come here in the first place "Would you like to revive Mana?~" Of course the chain of events replayed over again once again in front of the present time Allen. However when Allen dropped down on the dirt floor, sitting with unemotional eyes once again with a new wound over his left eye, the earl remained. He hadn't left like in his memory which he knew. He stayed as if still interested in the boy. "This is different..." Allen voiced so that the other three would know that it was indeed the hidden memory.
Then a light thump could be heard in tree's direction and all of the heads turned to the source of the sound to reveal a child, probably the same age as the memory Allen, wearing a tattered robe. However even in the moonlight, a pair of eyes could be seen in the shadows of the robe's hood. A pair of silver eyes. Allen felt like those eyes belonged to someone. Someone important.
'Who is that?' crossed everybody's head.
Finished! HOORAY! I know it isn't long but hey a chapter is a chapter. I will probably make the next chapter longer if i can. oh and i didn't forget that i will include chocolate milk...maybe I will put it in a side story in the future... Disclaimer: i do not own d. gray man. i made it clear in the last chapter but i do own the oc which will appear in the next story. So I'm still debating in my head whether i should change my oc's appearance in my ... i will sleep and continue when i have time. Just so you know, i have school and projects and chores so don't expect fast updates... I am a wittle girl after all... So see you in the next chappy!