IM BAAACK!~ ummm somehow i felt like the Earl there... *shudders* anyways disclaimer times will now be placed at the top!

Disclaimer: I do not own D. Gray Man... I feel poor...

Chapter 3

3rd POV

The new presence that was recently discovered in the now still graveyard stood on the dirt and lightly snow-covered floor. The person was hiding their face in the shadow of the cloak hoodie. The cloak was actually a dirty rag that took on a mud-brown color. The Earl and the ten-year old Allen looked at the hooded figure. Allen was sitting on the floor with barely any strength but he was trying to keep his eyes open to see what the other two people would do. The pair of visible silver eyes stared at the Earl then looked at Allen. The young Allen and the mysterious figure looked at each other and finally the silver eyes tore their gaze off of Allen's and they glared at the Earl. The snow was still falling slowly but the cold night air seemed still.

Finally the cloaked person broke the silence "Hey, who are you?" The voice sounded like a girl but the tone was one of an annoyed one's. However, the voice made the girl sound as if she were in control. The Earl was taken aback by the tone of her voice but she and the boy were interesting so he chirped in his overly sweet voice "My, my, my! How adorable and foolish of you! Might you introduce yourself first before asking another of their identity?"

In reply the smaller hooded figure sighed and tilted her head to the side causing the moonlight to land on her cheek showing her skin color of a milky cream. "well OK then... I am a ten year old girl who gets annoyed and angry rather easily. So can you tell me who you are and leave before my headache gets any worse?" The moonlight showed the girl's lips turn into a smile but in her silver eyes, there was a fiery rage which promised a horrible fight if the fat man didn't agree and do as he was told.

The Earl was thinking of the matter of her mysterious headache which he unconsciously caused. He brushed the thought out as he began to take a bigger interest in her. So he did as the girl asked "My name is the Millennium Earl! I am dearly sorry to bring headaches but it is my duty to make deals with those who lose people close to them. I make a deal to bring those who bring those who died back to life as Akuma and as you have seen I was doing my duty but i have failed on this one... However i am a busy man so I will leave as you wish. I hope we will meet again!~"

Then the Earl took his leave with a disappearing act vanishing into the shadows. As soon as the man left the hooded girl gave a soft sigh as she noticed that her headache was quickly leaving. Now she had to tend to the boy's wounds. She overheard everything that occurred and saw the events that occurred so she wasn't sure if his name was Allen because she was waiting on a tree branch where she faintly heard their previous conversation. She turned around to see the boy falling from his sitting position and his head falling quickly sideways along with the rest of him. The girl ran the small distance before catching the boy's head and gently lower his head to the floor.

His eyes were half open and then as he stared into the silver ones, he slowly closed his eyes. She carefully searched for anymore injuries but was relieved to find that there wasn't anymore besides the that went across his eye down to his chin. She concluded that the boy fainted due to either shock from earlier events or loss of blood. She lifted the boy carefully as she were handling fine china and she carried him on her back and his arms went around her neck to keep from falling out of instinct as she secured each of his leg on each of her sides as she jumped to the nearest tree branch but before proceeding she checked if the boy was alright and then she jumped from roof to roof until she finally stopped at an abandoned house.

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Present Allen's POV

The four of us had followed the girl who never spoke her name in the graveyard. Wisely was observing everything and hadn't spoken a word yet but he kept his distance from both the memory figures and Kanda, Lavi, and me. As the four of us were following her into the abandoned house Lavi spoke the question we all wanted to know "Ne Allen, who is she?" I kept my gaze on the girl as i replied "I don't remember now do i?"Lavi and Kanda then followed me as we all walked into the empty house saw the girl place the past me onto the one of the two beige couches in the living room. The room was dusty but it was fairly nice, a wooden oak table in between of the two couches that looked as if the table were interrupting the couches stare-down. My boots sunk slightly into the brown carpet with every step. However the winter air leaked in through a crack in the old window and the red curtain blew slightly with every breeze that sneaked in.

The girl sighed snapping my observation of the room along with the other three and she moved her hand to pull my younger self's hair back from my forehead and observed the wound and the dried blood before getting up and gathering her materials. Once she was done gathering her items she gave a bitter smile as she looked at the full moon out the window. "Guess the nightmare could wait..." She then focused on tending to my wound leaving me in my confusion. 'nightmare'? What did she mean?

Then all of a sudden the ground trembled and everything went black. We were skipping to another memory.

YAY! I reaaally want to add chocolate milk in a chappie... anyways sorry for any mistakes in grammar and i listen to music as i write these stories for some reason... i guess it keeps me writing and to stay close to my laptop... okaaay when i was about to wrap it up my mom called me downstairs and i had to get my two kitties (kit and kat) off of the garden roof and i was in my p.j's and it was cold and dark out and i had to stand on a unstable stool... you can figure out the rest... Anyways now i can finally say "See you in the next chappie!"