I am sorry about the delay on the update to the story. I haven't been able to login to for the past three days or so. Not sure if it was just me or the site was having some trouble and it happened to everybody. Anyway I am hopping right back on to continue. I am very happy that those who reviewed before returned to give me more feedback on the update to my story. You guys rock! I thank you. It might only be like six people who are reviewing but still those of you who are rock hard and I will continue to update my story as long as I get reviews from you guys. Though there may not be as many people reviewing as I would have hoped I am still very happy with those who enjoy the story and took the time to give me their thoughts or praise. Because of you guys I will continue the story as long as I keep getting your feedback. I hope in the future that this story will gain more support and I will work hard to make that so and to maintain/improve the quality that you enjoy.

Okay on another note the reviews I received were normally not enough to save the cute puppies and kitties but despite this they have managed to establish that cult that I mentioned before. Don't ask me how just know that those cute little faces are deceptive.

Whiskers: "meow!"

What!...no...no lord whiskers....I wasn't questioning your ability to lead the cult

Whiskers: "meow" (paws a ball of yarn. Tilts her head and looks at me)

No! Please...I'm sorry I didn't update faster...it...it wasn't. What!? uh...no I can't take you to the pussy cat club...it's uh not what you think it is

Whiskers: *Glares

Yes lord whiskers I'll do what I can.

How'd I go from about to break little whiskers neck to submitting to her rule as blood cult leader *sigh. Well if I wanna live looks like I gotta penetrate the pussy cat club (poor choice of words...but funny *sigh).

~Wolf

Disclaimer: I don't own D Gray-Man.

P.S. These two songs go well with this chapter of the story as well as the past two. I highly recommend listening to them. You can find them on youtube. "Missing by Evanescence" and "In The End (The piano version) by Linkin Park.

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Darkness. The complete absence of any light. Slowly that gave way to something coming out of the shadows. Slowly things began to sharpen and sight gradually returned along with it the growing awareness of his surroundings. He had been here before. Trees, lying on the outskirts of a pond. A dark sky hung above yet there was no light except for a grim and menacing moon that seemed to grin with wicked glee at Allen. It was eerily quiet, not a sound amidst the forest. No life whatsoever stirred.

Yes, Allen remembered this place. Indeed he had been here before. Walking over to the edge of the pond, only the sound of his foot steps crushing the earth beneath his feet audiable all else deafly quiet. Looking down upon his reflection in the water he expected the worst as had happened last time. He saw himself there.

That cursed eye of his marring his features. The red eye that he felt made him even more freakish. Covering his eye in shame the water slowly changed as Allen was expecting. That shadow that looked back at him from every reflection in his waking life. Always smiling. That unsettling grin that made Allen's skin crawl. That constantly reminded him his time was drawing close to it's end. That shadow gradually shifted in the reflection of the water until it looked exactly as it had the last time he had stared into the murky depths of this pond. It was now him but an odd distortion of himself like a cartoonish version of himself. Those black eyes which were no longer his own. Still smiling wickedly.

Allen knew what would happen if he reached out as he had last time. Yet he couldn't help himself. He felt like he had resigned himself to his fate let's just get it over with. I don't want...this.....anymore. As expected a hand shot out of the pond grabbing his own. The mirror version of himself holding him. He was not surprised. He waited for the arm to pull him down into the dark waters where he would be no more. An end to thoughts, feelings, everything. A malignant kind of peace that Allen found alluring at the moment. The mirror Allen with that grin pulled his arm down towards the water.

Yet it only brought Allen's hand into the water and then made Allen's arm perform a swirling circling motion. As this happened the ripples of Allen's hand disturbing the pond radiated outward and the reflection of the pond changed.

The mirror Allen was still there but further into the pond Allen saw a younger Krory. All alone in his dark castle that was no more. Completely alone as he had always been. Never knowing a real friend. Never knowing the outside world or the acceptance of another person.

Allen's reflection moved Allen's hand in yet another swirling motion and the image changed yet again. He saw Krory with Eliade. He was shaking with fright, huddling over by the far wall. His mouth and hands covered in blood. The fear in his eyes was evident but they were not for himself but for the other one who resided in the room. Eliade slowly approached A trembling Krory who begged her to keep away. "I'm a monster!! An abomination of god. Please stay away. I...I...don't want to hurt you....but I don't know what will happen....please Eliade. I can't help meself. Run from me while you can."

Her steps paused but she then continued forward. She knelt down next to him and put her arms around his trembling form. "You are a vampire, that can't be helped." Krory felt the tears grow stronger in his eyes upon hearing that. The warmth and hope in his heart was extinguished upon hearing that from the only person in the world who mattered to him. The only person he ever had besides his grandfather "But you are not a monster Arystar-sama nor are you an abomination of god. You are the most kind and gentle man I have ever known."

Krory stiffened at the contact. He could sense her blood pumping through her neck. He could hear her heartbeat. He felt the warmth that her body gave off, the warmth that the precious life giving fluid gave her. He wanted to taste that warmth. He wanted to drink it all in, every drop of it. He wanted it inside him. It was so close.

He started breathing heavier staring at her neck as she held him close to her. His desire to pierce her neck and drink deep of her was so overpowering. He slowly brought his mouth close to her neck . He could smell that sweet perfume that reminded him of the woman he loved. He brought his fangs to bear and.... No!!...I can't....I can't hurt Eliade...not her! He held himself back. He was shaking so hard, his fangs still poised close to her neck to break the skin. Still she did not open her eyes or shake sensing him there like that. He pulled himself back, suppressing the desire within himself trying to kill it.

"Eliade please...I beg of you run from me now. I...I feel m..myself....losing control....PLEASE I don't want to hurt you Eliade! I lo..love you."

Despite hearing all this Eliade showed no signs of fear. Her eyes were still closed as she leaned her body softly against him. Instead she seemed to hug him tighter. "I trust you Arystar-sama. I know you would not hurt me. I trust you with my life."

"But I am afraid of wh-"

"I am willing to put my life at risk...to put it in your hands just to be with you...forever. I love you Arystar Krory"

Krory, with tears in his eyes, lifted his arms and weakly put them around Eliade.

"It's okay Arystar-sama. You can cry freely. I won't think any less of you for it."

Krory put his head next her neck and let loose his tears.

The mirror Allen again turned Allen's hand in the water of the pond creating more ripples which flowed and altered the scene again.

Now the image presented was the last time Krory and Eliade were ever together. Krory was lying on the ground like a husk of skin without bones. His body completely devoid of water. Eliade looked down with an air of regret and loss. The husk came to life and lept at her surprising her. It drained her of all her blood leaving her helpless and restoring the life of Krory. The act had been done without Krory taking any part of it. The innocence had acted for him.

Krory looked at Eliade who he now cradled in his arms weakened and dying. Tears in his ferocious eyes yet eyes that were still so kind despite their yellow glow. In a weak voice she spoke softly, "I really wanted to....love...you....."

With that she was gone. Her body turned to dust. Krory was left with the sorrow of having killed the one he loved. The one who had loved him back.

Again the water was swirled and again the scene shifted but to one that was not so different.

Krory was grieving just as heavily as before but now he was in the Black order in his room. Much time had passed since Eliade's death. Crying heavily, "I ....I am so sorry....Eliade....I loved you....so much....even ....even if you were an akuma.....I don't care....I loved you....and...and I still do. Why...why couldn't we be together?

As Krory cried his last words before the scene shifted was "I don't even have anything to remember you by. There's nothing left of you."

Again the scene changes. Allen recognized this place well. It was inside the ark when Krory was fighting Jasdebi. But Allen couldn't believe his eyes. Krory....Krory was...dead! Pierced inside a sarcophagus with nails lining the inside. His one arm hanging out.

He was truly dead. Yet Allen was shown something that no one other than Krory could see. Whether it was real or an illusion Allen didn't know.

There stood Eliade however impossible that might be. "What are you doing in that thing Alistar? What ever you do you really are good for nothing."

"Who...who is there?....That voice...bu..but it cannot be....El...Eliade?"

"Haven't you become an exorcist to have an reason...no...to have an excuse for killing me? Even so why do you fight to protect these kids so tirelessly to the brink of your own death? Really however old you grow you never finish a job."

"Ha"

"What are you laughing about?"

"Have....you come to...take me?"

At this Eliade slowly reached out her hand and gently touched Krory's. How Allen could feel that touch while watching through a pond is unexplainable. He couldn't describe it but he did feel it.

"Don't be stupid," she said. "You think I've come to take you to heaven?....You might go but I can't. I don't have a container like a soul. I am merely a sense of self that was born in an akuma body. If you go you go alone."

"Eliade...."

"You do want to go with those kids don't you? These kids were the first humans to see you as a comrade. If you go to heaven now you'll be all alone again. Having protected only yourself your whole life. You must have wanted to protect somebody else......Darling...please go with those kids....Go with them to hell...and come back."

With that she was gone leaving only a rose in Krory's hand.

"Eliade...I love you...I really do...even if you are not real...thank you."

With that Krory found the strength to fight on and break free from both the sarcophagus and his physical body.

The ripples in the pond switched again. Now There was a person he had never met before....no not a person. An akuma. Chomesuke he saw Lavi calling her. An akuma helping his friends. Sacrificing itself for his friends. So many times she put her life on the line to protect his friends right up until the end. When she sacrificed herself so that they could defeat the giant Akuma. Allen saw tears in her eyes...he know he did. And he saw the pain of loss that the others felt at having lost her.

Now the ripples came again. The shift in visions was occuring faster and more frequently. Lenalee was talking now. About her past. About losing her parents. Being separated from her brother by the Black Order. Being strapped down and forced to suffer such loneliness. She hated god she said. She fought to protect her world. The people who made up her world.

More ripples and now a young Timothy was shown being used by his father, forced to swallow a stolen gem.

Allen saw his master, General Cross.

Baka apprentice...

fetch more wine!!

piece of crap apprentice!

I'll be right back

I'm so sorry Allen. This was the last time he saw Cross. He was giving him a hug. The 14th should have chosen some good for nothing kid... Looks like I can't laugh at Tiedoll anymore.

The last image was of Master Cross dead.

Allen looked back at his mirror self in the water. It no longer held that wicked smile instead it had a sad face filled with sorrow. It surprised Allen then. It released his arm.

The mirror Allen with those black eyes had such a sad face on. Allen had to ask "What was all that you showed me? ....Are....are you sad ....for them.

Allen saw tears run down the face of his mirror image. Then in an act that defied all gravity and logic the tears fell from his face and out of the pond, falling upwards and landing on Allen's face.

"Allen-kun?"

Allen turned and saw Road standing there. She was wearing her usual tomboyish outfit and that usual mischievous, playful grin. "What are you doing Allen?"

"R..Road! What do you mean? A..are you real?"

"Of course I'm real! What don't you dream about me normally? I dream about you"

Allen began to get a little warm at hearing that and very uncomfortable. "But what are you doing here in my dreams...I mean this is my dream right or...or is this reality."

Road giggled at seeing how uncomfortable Allen had become upon hearing her words but decided not to play with him right now. Instead answering his questions straightforward.

"Yep! It's your dream all right." nodding her head far too enthusiastically while her arms were behind her back in girlish manner as she swayed back on forth on her heels. "and I am definitely real. In your sleep you were sending out such a strong desire to see my. I am flattered Allen-kun. Is it that you can only do certain things to me in your dreams cause you are too embarrassed to do them in real life? I know how all boys are, I am sure you have dirty thoughts in your sleep." She said teasingly as she got closer to him, bending over and looking up so she could meet his gaze which was looking at the ground.

A blush on his face, "it's nothing like that!" He said as he turned his head away from her.

She laughed that girlish playful laugh. She had gotten a reaction out of him. That was more then she usually got and she enjoyed it. She wished it was more but it was much more than she usually got.

She sensed as Allen's mood returned to a somber and serious one. She tried to be serious because it was obvious that is what he needed right now. Her smile dropped and the girl from earlier that night returned. The kind, quiet, understanding Road that Allen still had trouble believing was actually Road. But seeing her in her normal attire with the same seriousness that she had displayed before he was certain it was her.

"What's wrong Allen? Why did you call me here? I know it was just wishful thinking on my part. I was just playing with you."

"I didn't even admit it to myself but I did want to talk to you. I still do. Ever since we talked earlier....it....it's given me so much to think about. So much of what you said.....a..and what I feel....about people....this world.....everything. It was all true and now....I....I am even less sure of what I am doing. Am I doing the right thing Road, being an exorcist."

Allen then received the last answer he ever expected to receive from her. "Your reasons for being an exorcist then yes Allen. You are doing the right thing."

"What!" He couldn't believe his enemy was basically admitting his cause was just. That was condemning her side.

She continued, "it's the right thing to do saving people's souls from suffering. But the way you go about it is wrong. You are only saving the soul's of akuma. What about the rest of the world that is suffering. How are you saving them. Your actions do little to help relieve people from their unhappiness and sorrow. In the end Allen no matter what you do you cannot stop people from suffering. You can't change how malicious and cruel people are to one another. How unfair existence is. In the end you can't change this existence because it is the nature of this existence for people to suffer. For cruety, lies, hurt, violence, despair, futility, grief. The list goes on. No matter what you do you can't change that this is how this world is and it cannot be changed. Your goal to stop souls from suffering is a good one but won't work the way you are doing it."

This upset Allen and he couldn't help but shout at Road now. "Then what would you have me do! How can you cause such suffering and pain. Kill so many people and trap their souls as akuma if you feel that ending suffering is the right thing!"

Road didn't react to his shouting she merely stood there and took the verbal assault. With sadness in her eyes she answered. "Because that is what I am doing."

"What!"

"That's our goal Allen, to end this miserable existence filled with pain, sorrow, suffering, and loss. God who has abandoned this world and left us in the darkness. This isn't the way the world should be and if one can't change the world then they can only end it. That is the only way to stop this suffering. This pointless existence that god has cursed us with. He is no longer there Allen. We are all alone. It may be hard to understand but it will become clearer in time."

Allen didn't know what to think. He had never considered that there was any good intentions behind what the earl and Noah were doing. He wasn't one who believed the end justified the means but in this instance....it seem like it did.

"I....I've been wondering lately if I've been on the wrong side. That I can't know what I am doing is right if I don't know what I am fighting against.....now I find out......"

Allen trailed off after that. Merely shaking his head. Why? Because he saw logic in Road's goal. Nothing matters anymore. There will always be suffering and people suffer as do the akuma. The akuma only more so because they escaped this hell through death.

"What about all the unnecessary suffer you cause Road? How you torture your victims. How you and the others enjoy what you do."

"because enjoying it doesn't matter. Nothing matters. As long as an end to this world comes then they will be at peace. Until then it really doesn't matter. The means don't matter as long as there IS an end to everything. Violence is the only way of lashing out at an unfair world, it makes you feel better Allen really. In a way it's a form of striking back at god who would turn his back on all of us."

Allen broke down crying. Not at what he heard but because he believed so much of it now. It made so much sense and he felt like a horrible person because of it.

"Allen you are starting to wake up so we don't have much time. If you want to talk more meet me tonight at the Moonlit Eatery around 8 pm. It's in town. You know of it right?"

"Yes."

"I give you the same promise I gave you last time we talked. A truce. No harm will come to you during our meeting I swear it."

Allen nodded his head signaling he would come.

She smiled as his dream became hazy "be sure to dress up. It's a nice restaurant."

The haze gave way to darkness and complete silence. Then Allen awoke on his bed to the mourning light filtering through his window. Still in his exorcist clothes from last night. He wondered was that really Road or just some dream. It felt so real. The least he could do was at least see if she showed up to confirm if it was real or not.

As Allen pondered her last words, thinking of what was formal enough to wear Allen realized as his eyes caught on the umbrella. I might be able to return it after all.

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Okay this was quite a long chapter and I must apologize if some parts are tedious or repetitve. I am trying to real here. Allen isn't going to just fraternize with Road or jump on the "let's kill humanity" bandwagon without some serious philosophical convincing. So sorry if things get slow. I promsie they will pick up from now on.

You know the drill. Its that part of the story where I threaten you for reviews and since I am in the pussycat club now I guess I'll threaten these strippers...wait...that won't work...no one cares what happens to them...???or is that hookers???....no it's both. Anyway I'm gonna stick something that goes BOOM in their panties as a tip if I don't get me my reviews. Strippers are people too guys. Hmmm....nope I got a better idea, I'll just destory the pussycat club if I don't get those reviews. I KNOW people care about having a place to see strippers even if they don't care about them. SHAME ON YOU PEOPLE. For shame