Allen and Lenalee managed to kill all the akumas by dusk,but almost all the finders were sacrificed.Most of them said they had to protect the Excorcists because it's their part of preventing the prophecy of the Earl's victory from happening.Even if it's only a little they can do,they are willing to support them in anyway they can.While the finders mourned for their dead comrades,Lenalee went over to them.
"I'm sorry we couldn't protect your comrades."
"No,Lenalee.You've done more than enough."
"But...-"
"They died for a cause..."the finder looked away,unable to speak anymore.
Lenalee understood.After putting a hand on his shoulder,she got up and left.She felt guilty and responsible for being the cause of the other finder's lives they hadn't saved.She wanted to confide in Allen so she decided to look up for him during supper,but he was late by almost an hour.Allen ordered twice as much as usual and kept quiet all the time.He looked away from Lenalee and got up as soon as he finished.Lenalee decided to follow him and ask him what's wrong.
Allen was feeling as bad as Lenalee was:He felt bad to be the cause for everything that happened.He became an Excorcist to save lives,but he ended up taking more lives than saving them.He saw more bloodshed,sorrow,and misery.People existed in a world they didn't know about.As he walked past a mirror,he could see himself - a white-haired fifteen year-old with storm gray eyes filled with emotions and seen what ordinary fifteen year-olds hadn't seen nor expirenced.The hatred he felt when he was abandoned by his blood parents,the joy of being with Mana,the sorrow when Mana died,the happiness he felt when he was at the Order,the pain whenever he saw Lenalee's tears.The scar that ran down from his left eye to his cheeks was embedded with memories of Mana,probably the Fourteenth.Dressed in his usual white shirt and grey vest,he looked into the figure that scares him everytime he looked into his reflection.Someday,he was told,that he would betray the Order.He would kill all the people he loved.He would become a monster that knows nothing of friendship,and would forget all that he experienced.He would not let himself betray Lenalee.Allen often told himelf.He'll not let that happen,ever.
Allen walks on,still thinking about Mana's connection with the Fouteenth.How the Fourteeth's death was related to Mana's.Of all the people in the world,why must the Fourteeth choose him as his host?He took off his glove and glaced at his left hand before opening the door.Maybe the innocence is supressing the Fourteeth from emerging.Or his will to protect.But he didn't want to think.He looked out of the window and gazed at the stars outside,pointing out constellations Mana had taught him.For once,he wished he could be normal,but his left hand changed everything.He was an Excorcist.That's all that matters now.He didn't care if it didn't last for long,but as long as he woke up to be able to see Lenalee,that would be the best thing that could happen to him.
Wait...the last part didn't sound right...he shook that thought out of his head and slumped onto an armchair beside the window.He kept gazing at the stars,trying to forget everything but he couldn't.Tim made a nest on his head and grinned.Allen smiled slightly.At least being with Timcanpy was better than being with only the walls and furniture inside the room.His eyes reflected the light of the full moon above him as he sighed.Just then,he heard a knock on the door.
Allen got up,moving towards the door with heavy steps.He opened the door and saw the person he wanted to confide in,but was at the moment,seperated by only the locked door.(so close yet so far....)His eyes softened and he let her in.
A/N: I'm sorry for the abrupt ending,but I have to rush my homework.(there's a mountain of it - literally.)I think by the time now,you should know who Allen let in,right?If you don't,you're not paying enough attention.So anyway,I should be posting the next chapter soon.Hopefully by next week.I'm considering to add some author appearances every now and then for a generous pinch of humor.If you have any feedbacks,you could comment on this particular chapter.Ideas are welcomed with open arms.
