'Sup, people? I'm back, with the fourth chapter of this story. As promised, you will get to see the missions of the other Noahs and Allen's reaction to the Black Order members. Without further ado, let us start the chapter.
-Kill Your Darlings-
Tyki Mikk was heavily regretting his life decisions.
Well, that was not really a new thing. It happened every time he had the misfortune to be paired up with Road on a mission. Which was to say, a lot. Road was just so, so annoying sometimes. He would rather be paired up with literally anyone else. Even Cheater Boy A.
...
Okay, on second thought, he would rather be paired up with Road than Allen. That boy could be a living nightmare sometimes. Allen always claimed that Cross was the incarnation of the Devil, but he himself was nothing short of it either.
But then again, with Allen, Tyki would at least have a partner to play poker with. With Road, it was just babysitting. And babysitting was not one of Tyki's hobbies. Especially is said baby happened to be Road.
Tyki sighed for the umpteenth time.
Road looked up at him. "What's wrong, Tyki?"
"Ah, nothing, Road. Absolutely nothing."
Road gave him a suspicious look but did not ask anything else. Instead, she started talking about the mission.
"Right. So, we have to find this man named Hendrick who apparently likes to cross-dress. He's been leaking all sorts of information about us. You know, what information brokers do. Basically, we have to find a drag queen," said Road, "and get rid of him."
Huh. No wonder the Earl gave this mission to Road. She was all about trying to get boys to wear girls' outfits. Most of the time, her victim was Allen. But Tyki could not exactly blame Road for that. Allen made a pretty hot girl.
"Alright, let's get on with it."
Jasdevi were currently too busy dealing with their chicken to actually start their mission. Well, the chicken belonged only to Jasdero, but seeing how Devit was fussing over it, it was easy to think otherwise.
How they had got the chicken, was a really long story. Or so Jasdevi liked to claim.
In reality, it was actually a very short story. Jasdevi had been sent by the Earl to find Cross who had been missing at that time. They tracked Cross around the world and when they finally thought they had caught him, they instead found a chicken. For some reason, Jasdero really took a liking to it, and it had been living with them ever since.
But having a chicken in the house was not easy at all. Especially if that house belonged to Jasdevi.
"What?" screamed Devit, "Dero, did you feed it steroids again?"
"Ehh?" said Jasdero, "I only gave it protein shake."
Devit choked. "You gave protein sake to a chicken?"
"Yes? But it was not too much, I swear! Hee~"
"Oh yeah? Then why the hell is it twice its size and trying to kill me?"
"Maybe it doesn't like you?"
"Kill it! Kill it! Bring the guns, Dero! We're having chicken stew tonight!"
"Yes, stew! Hee~" said Jasdero, "But do we have kill it?"
Yes, that was how everyday life went on in Jasdevi's house. The chicken was absolutely the best and the worst thing that could happen to them. Jasdero actually liked it as a pet, but Devit? He only kept it as emergency rations.
"Hey Earl, why did you not send me on a mission?" asked Wisely. He already knew why, he had a knack for knowing what someone was going to do before it was done. But still, he wanted to hear it from the earl's mouth.
"That's because, my dear Wisely," said the Earl, "I have a different job for you~"
Allen sighed in relief.
That Link guy had proven to be far more persistent than he had originally thought. But after lots of shouting and cursing, Allen had finally managed to lock him in one of the rooms and was now enjoying himself by stripping people of all their money and clothes. In poker, not anything else, perverts.
"Royal Straight Flush!" Allen said with a smile, once again winning another poker match. The other guys stared at him with disbelief.
"What the fuck, this guy is a total pro," one of them whispered.
"What? No way! he's definitely cheating!" accused another.
"Now, now. It's not good to accuse someone without evidence," said Allen, his perfect smile still perfectly intact.
"Why, you!" The man lunged towards him, his fist extended. Too bad for him, Allen was an experienced fighter. He caught his fist with ease.
"Hey, that was really rude, you know," said Allen, his voice now bordering on threatening, although his smile was still in place. Allen Walker, the only person who could radiate so much killing intent while smiling
The guy let out a roar and tried to hit him once again but Allen was quicker. He caught his arm and twisted it before punching him in the face. The man flew back and hit the wall. Allen supposed his nose had probably broken. Well, that's what he got for trying to pick a fight with the Demon Poker King.
Some other guys were now getting ready to hit him but they were all interrupted by a trio of the weirdest people Allen had ever met.
Okay, that was not true. Allen had met plenty of weirder people in his life. He lived with most of them.
But these people were really weird too. One of them had really long black(or was it blue?) hair that was tied in a ponytail. After some speculation, Allen determined that it was not a girl, but a guy. And he also had the meanest scowl on his face. Well, Allen as Red could probably manage much worse but for now, he was going to give the title of 'The Worst Scowl' to this girly haired man.
The other guy in the group had vibrant red hair, and wore an eye-patch. He was grinning so brightly that Allen almost had an urge to shield his eyes. He was arguing with the girly haired guy, which was the thing that had interrupted the fight.
The third one was a girl. A girl with dark green hair tied it two pigtails, wearing the shortest skirt Allen had ever seen. Her skirt was shorter than was probably allowed, but somehow, she still managed to look totally innocent while wearing it. She was trying to put a leash on the two guys to stop their fighting. Quite literally. Allen decided that she was someone he did not want to mess with.
Just by looking at them, Allen became sure that they were more than they were showing. They were different from all the other people gathered here. They were... They were like him.
Assassins, his mind supplied. Allen could feel his smile growing, stretching all across his face in classic Noah-style.
This just got a whole lot more interesting.
Neah sipped his coffee and let out a contented sigh.
He was really, really glad that he had not been given any mission. The pretend death of Cross had been a really tiring business. He was sad that he could not tell Allen about it but what was done was done. He should probably give Allen a feast to make it up to him.
"Oi, Campbell," said Cross, "Are you spacing out again?"
"Ah, sorry, just thinking about Allen."
Although Neah's eyes were closed, he could practically feel the frown directed towards him by Cross. "You spoil the brat too much."
Neah laughed. "As if you're one to talk. Who was it that sent anonymous gifts ti him every Christmas, his birthday? Hmm, I wonder."
"Shut up," said Cross but there was actually no bite in his words. "It's necessary. He's necessary. He's the best I've ever seen It all comes naturally to him. Like he was born to do this job."
"Hmm," Neah mused, "Sometimes, he reminds me of Mana so much that I think he's actually his biological son. But real son or not, he's still my dearest nephew~"
Cross snorted. "Like Mana was your 'dearest brother'? Look what you did to him."
Neah sipped his coffee once again. It was not like what he had done to Mana had been on purpose. But it also hadn't not been on purpose. It was something that had been happening in a cycle in the Campbell family for decades. Nothing he could do would stop it.
But Neah would protect Allen from it. At least, until he could understand. Neah would rather be the one killed than be the one to kill his darling.
"It's okay. I'll save Allen from it. From everyone. Even the Noahs. Even you."
Cross lit a cigarette. "Aren't you the one to be most concerned with? Look who's talking now."
Cut. The last part was rather ominous and sort of dark, but you know what the funny thing is, it's totally irrelevant to this story's plot. Anyways, this is chapter 4. Next chap, Allen and the Black Order have a direct confrontation and we get to see the scene from the perspective of both parties. See ya later, folks!