D. Gray-man Fan Fiction ❯ The Garden of Black Order ❯ Storm meant to break the Garden ( Chapter 2 )

The Garden of Black Order

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Previously:

At least Moyashi still have General Cross to help him… Not! Look what `help' he was to my Moyashi. Help my ass, I gotta get up, gotta help my Moyashi, my Snowdrop.

 

Chapter Two: Storm meant to break the Garden

 

A whimper… followed by another, and soon, a string of whimpers.

“Ngg~~” the child-like cry squealed from the devil, the Akuma, “Ngg… Inn…no…”

“In…no…cen…ce!” Broken cries of the Akuma continued to squeal like pig in the slaughterhouse.

“Huh?” With the distraction of possible survivors of the scientists, Allen, the fifteen-years old snow-haired exorcist was caught off-guard

“Hate… Hate… it… Hate it!” Anger raised from the broken strings of whimpers.

“Hate it! I hate it!” With each word voiced, the venom spread on par with wrathful fury.

“I hate it!” The shriek of Level four Akuma rang throughout the open space as its chubby little fingers grabbed hold of the broad sword.

Bright purple static cracked from the section of the anti-akuma sword where the chubby hands took hold.

“I hate this stupid innocence!” The final shriek from that repulsive high-pitch voice burst out of the Akuma as its hands left the burning sword.

“He… can still move?” Unable to comprehend at the moment, Allen hesitated.

Moving back, both of the chubby hands hold out as energies gathered into neon spheres. The sphere turned into bright violet neon in front of Allen's face, laser then shot out in unorganized attack from the glowing spheres.

The female exorcist, who was right next to Allen, jumped away in time from the fierce strike. With the speed of Dark Boots, she, Lenalee, was able to avoid the attacks. However, weakened from the earlier attacks, Allen was forced to leaped away leaving behind the Anti-Akuma sword still bury deep within the writhing Akuma with only the cape of Crown Clown for protection.

With both exorcists away, the Akuma pulled the cracking sword out of its stomach with painful screams. A flick of its hand and the sword came flying toward Allen pinning right next to the exorcist in the broken concrete wall.

Sickening laughs darken the very breath of air making each breath harder to swallow; the debris and ashes were not making anything easier either even as it cleared.

The Akuma with the vision of twisted angel, complete with two glowing halos and pair of dove-white wings screeched, “You fools,” neon purple static pulsed as he questioned, “You really thought that this would be enough to destroy me?”

A loud thud came from the direction of the sword; Allen twisted his neck to looked up to see his master, General Marian Cross standing on his sword. To say he was surprised would be an understatement. “Sure, it is time for you to be destroyed.” Husky deep voice from the man answered.

With the speed that only comes from experience and training, the man darted toward the enemy. Stopping just before the twisted creature with the gun, Judgment, aim perfectly still at its head, General Cross spoke again in that husky deep voice.

“You want me to tell you why?” The deep husky voice, which womanized thousands of females, ranges from women over sixty to children under ten.

A single gunshot rang throughout the building. Electric blue rays follow closely after the bullet, shining the power of Innocence, the Judgment.

Level four Akuma is no pushover either, with both hands in front of his face; he was able to slow the bullet.

With labored breath, the Akuma spoke, “Hah, looks like… you underestimated me…” and with that, the bullet stopped.

“Not a chance!” both hangs swing open and the bullet flied away, the Akuma continued to smirk.

That smirk was countered by an eerie smirk that can rival the Devil, along with pearl white teeth. Then again, Allen has always, when General Cross is not around, referred to his master as the Devil.

“Did you only see that one shot?” that long burgundy-hair man asked. With the signature white mask and cigarette, General Cross pull up his Anti-Akuma weapon, Judgment, and release the casings. Total of six casings were released.

“Huh?” was the only intelligent reply that the Akuma was able to give as thick red liquid ran down his face.

Stunned, the Akuma then realized, he had been shot. Not once, not twice, but he had been shot multiple times; one in the center of his forehead, two on both side of his chests, one in the abdomen above the star, and two on both his thighs.

“… No way…” unable to even think, the twisted angel spoke with the same red liquid gurgling out of its mouth.

Suddenly, electric blue rays shone into an angelic design from the area where the bullets from Judgment reside.

“Guahh!” the twisted angel twist in pain as its body enlarges itself like a poorly made balloon. Small parts of muscle suddenly swell into uneven masses, the painful screech went on.

“Where was I? Ah, yes, the reason.” The General took out his cigarette and continued, “Let's overlook everything you did to the members of the Order, I am not that cruel of a man after all.” With the serenity no one can achieve right in front of the strongest Akuma the world has ever known General Cross Marian smiled, not a smirk, not a twitch facial muscle appeared, and continued, “But then, you went and messed up my clothes.”

Screams of pain continued on as both Allen and Lenalee's face both went cold at General Cross's reasoning. Then, just as fast as their face went cold, surprise dominated them again.

Unable to cope with the pain, the only thought that the Akuma had was to escape. It jumped upward and flew toward the open ceiling.

Malcolm C. Levrier, Central's top official and inspector lean toward the rail and shout, “It's trying to get away from above!” a brief pause and the tooth like mustache man yelled, “Hevlaska, close the shutters!”

The deep powerful, female voice resonant “It's no use, I won't make it…”

Just then, four white ribbons like material stretched upward and grabbed hold of the Akuma like a leash with a mind of its own. “Clown Belt!” was shouted by a male voice, Allen's voice.

One eye from the bulging Akuma looked down to see the snow-haired exorcist sliding to grab hold of it. “You are not getting away!” with the strength voicing through his voice, he continued, “I will destroy you here and now!”

“Guah!” a painful twitch as the Clown Belt tightening on its body, the losing Akuma turned his eye to the top, to his escape, however, a small tapping sound came from above the Akuma.

“Oh yeah, you keep flying…” an eerie voice similar to the burgundy-haired General spoke, “Come on up, we could both do with a bit of fun.” The small eye that is almost blocked by the bulging muscles can only widen so much at the sight of the other two Generals waiting for it on the top.

More labored panting, each louder then the previous ones came from the strongest Akuma, the first to ever reach level four. All that rang though the mind of the creature was that this is exactly the saying of `Tiger in the front door and Wolf at the back door.' There is nowhere to run to , but if it can just go through the closing shutter, then maybe, just maybe it can escape into the sky.

“Huaaah!”

An earsplitting scream of distress squealed out of the bulging sack of the once twisted angel as Allen and Lenalee attacked the Akuma one last time from the back. With the golden golem Timcanpi follow closely behind them, both exorcists' attack went through the Akuma.

“Damn… damn it…” the child-like voice held so much regret as it realized that there was no escape, “But… I did kill an awful lot, Earl-sama…”

The shutter closed.

The level four Akuma exploded in midair as if unable to continue to function. Inspector Levrier's right hand form in a bone-breaking grip as he stared at the explosion.

“Heh, take that…” came the heavily injured one-eyed exorcist.

“You said it…” was the only thing coming from the Japanese exorcist in between his harsh breathing.

A dash, fallen from the explosion, an metal clinking, the partial scrap that was once the head of the Akuma dropped right next to General Cross. It laughed.

“Ha ha… don't get so cocky. Just because you destroyed someone as weak as me…” the child-like voice rang again, “We can destroy you at any time!”

General Cross lowered his stance as he eyed the pitiful creature.

“We will be the victors!” an electrifying thrilling was then covered by a loud sneeze which was closely follow by a loud gunshot. It seemed that the annoying thrilling and squealing of the Akuma really got to the General as he smiled, “Oops, I was supposed to keep him as a sample.

Every exorcist in the room and Inspector Levrier stared at the exploded head of the Akuma as they take in the final words of the creature.

A static sound buzzed through the louder speaker. Then, a male voice came, “Komui here, halt the evacuation. I expect each team to follow my orders immediately. Tend to the wounded in the fifth laboratory as well as in headquarters. The level four was destroyed. The long morning… is over.”

After the glaring contests between the inaudible object was over. Each exorcist went separate ways.

Lavi jumped up to go find Bookman as soon as his injuries dropped to sustainable throbbing.

Lenalee helped Allen to rest against one of the columns and jump onto ground level to find help.

Kanda missed Allen's positions due to the glaring he was giving to the empty corpse of the Akuma. Disappointed, he decided to find Allen's location through Lenalee.

The two Generals on the top of the shutter disappeared into nowhere as Inspector Levrier approached General Cross.

 

-Lenalee pov-

 

“Is anyone one here a doctor? Allen is not moving!” I shouted in the mass of people.

I looked around frantically in the chaos.

“Where is he?” Someone answered.

Quickly, I grabbed the brunette-haired doctor's coat and replied, “He's in one of the corridors below…Hur…”

“Are you all right? You are really pale.” The doctor asked as my whole body dropped onto the ground.

“That blood, did you hit your head?” The nurse beside him and me asked as soon as she saw the blood from my left temple.

Allen is waiting for me, for them, I have to…tell them…

“It, it is nothing, I just feel faint… my whole body feels heavy…” I tried to answer them but my feet…

The red Innocence shone in hexagon pattern brighten into neon red and unwrap itself from my feet.

Huh? Innocence… it deactivated?

“It turned into red rings… did they stop working?” I asked, but no one was able to answer me.

They don't seem quite like a parasitic-type…

They are not equipment-type but

Are they really parasitic?

“Where is Allen Walker?” In the mist of my questioning, someone from my right asked about Allen. I realized that Allen needs more help than me. I turned to answered the man but something, no, someone else caught my eyes.

Kanda? What is he looking for? Why does he seem so sad?

I look at his eyes for a moment at they redirected onto something else, I follow his eyes and saw…

 

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