"Hey, kid. Are you okay?"
The silver eyes opened to see a pink-haired boy looking over him. He didn't respond.
"Is that all your blood?" The pinkie asked the boy below him.
The white-haired boy looked around him, trying to figure out where he was. From what he could see, he was in a field. Near the field was a town.
"Where are you from?"
No response.
"Do you know where you are going?"
Silence.
"What happened?"
The onyx eyes searched the mercury ones for anything to give away an answer.
"Here, let me get you some help. I'm sure Gramps will be okay with that," the pinkette pulled the other boy's arm and pulled him to his feet. He swayed and fell into his prepared arms.
"Whoa. Come on, kid. Can you walk?" he asked, getting no response, again. He sighed and wrapped the other boy's arm around his shoulder and half carried, half walked the boy to town. About halfway to the guild, he met Gray.
"What'd you do?! Did you fight some stranger again?" The raven-haired boy asked mockingly.
"Shut up, Ice Bastard. I found him like this in the field. He needs help," The pinkie angrily said. Gray noticed his rival's seriousness and put the white-haired boy's other arm on his shoulders. They both walked/carried him to the guild, quickly finding Mira to get help.
Hours later, after much needed medical attention from Mira, the white-haired boy responded.
"Where am I?" He asked the white-haired woman beside him. She was surprised at his sad voice.
"This is the guild, Fairy Tail. We are in Magnolia, in the land of Fiore. Do you know where that is?" She asked.
"No." Was the boy's response.
"Where are you from?" She tried.
No answer.
"What's your name?" She asked.
The mercury eyes focused on his hands, concentrating.
"Allen Walker." Was the reply after a few seconds.
"Ok, Allen. Can you tell me what happened?" Mira tried to keep the boy calm and talking.
"I... don't remember..." He replied, his eyes finally found hers. She almost got lost in the swirling mercury orbs.
"That's ok, hun. As long as you're safe now. I'm gonna go get you some food. I'll be right back." Mira said, leaving the room to go to the kitchen.
The boy watched the door close, a few seconds later getting out of the bed. He slipped out of the room, wearing the now-clean and still-drying cloak he was found in. He made no noise as he walked down the hallway, slipping past the kitchen his nurse was in, making food. He looked sadly at her, sending a mental apology that she will never receive, and went on his way. He was at the door when he heard the voices of the two who carried him to this place, outside the door. Allen slipped behind the door and the two walked in, not noticing him, and made their way toward the room. They saw Mira and went into the kitchen.
Allen did not wait for them to come out and find him, so he went out the door, creeping his way through the busy room, everyone too engulfed in their conversations to notice the white-haired teen making his way to the door. He breathed in the fresh air and made his was through the town, earning a few looks he felt like his was used to getting. Allen felt better now that he was away from those people. For some reason, he felt like the air was different around those people, something was different about them then the people around him, who weren't as surprised by his looks like he was used to. But it didn't matter, Allen was leaving the town as son as he could. He knew he didn't have any money, but his feet took him to a bar, where his instincts told him to go over to a table of men and play the card game with them. So he did.~
A few hours later, Allen Walker was on a train to who-knows-where. As long as he was away from the people who made his arm and head hurt, he was happy. Once off the train, Allen found his way to a hotel, using the rest of his money to buy a room for the night. He went up to his room and fell right asleep, not even caring to change out his clothes, not that he had another pair. His dreams were anything but dreams. Nightmares of strange things unknown to him, people with strange abilities, monsters of people. Allen woke up in the morning covered in sweat and got out of bed. He walked down the stairs, smiled and waved to the lady at the front desk, and left the hotel.
Since he didn't have anymore money, and he didn't see any bars around, Allen walked to the edge of town, stopping at the entrance of a forest. He took a deep breath, smelling the pine trees around him.