End Factor chapter 1

Sep 03, 2010 10:44



Disclaimer: Don't own…

Warnings: language, illegal auctions, tons of possible typos, unbeta'd

A/N: so you all are interested in this idea? Thanks so much! I kinda got an idea for this chapter so I finally got to write it. Thank you all those who reviewed! I'm sorry it took so long to write, it was being a big meanie…well here you go!

Enjoy!

Chapter 1 - Fate

"Amyls are protected by the law of earth yadda yadda yadda," a snort. "They are to be treated as normal humans…what crap!" he slammed his fists on the book he read. "Can't they see it's all a lie? Amyls aren't protected or treated normally, hell it's the opposite!"

His one visual green eye flared with uncontrolled anger. The texts were just sprouting lies. The Amyls weren't hostile and needed to be 'colonized.' They were gentle beings made to love and be loved.

"They aren't slaves…" his voice was a harsh whisper.

He got up from the desk he sat and placed the book back on the shelf with a little more force than necessary. A dent on the shelf would be the least of their problems if his plans worked out as it should. A groan passed his lips at the thought of his plans not working out. 'For one it would make staying here a pain.'

That was one of his main concerns. If he screwed up then he wouldn't be able to get the information on the whereabouts of all the Amyl people and most importantly the Queen's egg. He needed to find the location of that person pretty soon or the crew would be in deep trouble.

"Information gathering is a drag," he walked around the desk and to the window. "Ah well look what the cat dragged in." a smile crossed his lips at the familiar tuff of white hair that stood at the automated crossing. "He'll be here in a minute, better look presentable."

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The door automatically slid open revealing a young man with spiky white hair. His gray eyes scanned the room before he stepped in.

"Hey Lavi you in?" he called, then as if he was about was about to get jumped he stood in a defensive stance.

Just as he predicted a blur of red launched at him. He brought his foot up and kicked forward sending the redhead flying back, but that person puffed into smoke leaving the white haired man thinking 'what the hell?' He got his answer when he felt a sudden weight settle on his back.

"Got ya!" Lavi squealed. His green eye sparkled in mirth. "How'dya like that eh? I changed ma tactics."

"I should have seen that coming," the albino sighed. "Um, come on Lavi get off, your pheromones are affecting me."

Lavi smirked and held on to the albino tighter. He rested his head on his shoulders and used his fangs to barely scrape against the pale neck, but not hard enough to draw blood. His tongue soon followed after, licking and lapping along the pulse point.

"Lavi…" the taller man moaned, his fingers itched to burry themselves in lush red hair so that he could hold him down and fu-

"What is going on here?"

The albino almost jumped out of his skin. He scooted away from the redhead as fast as he could, making sure that they were at least a few inches from each other before he faced the redhead's boyfriend.

"Allen would you mind telling me what you were doing with my Lavi?" the brunette that walked in asked, his gold eyes were locked with Allen's gray ones.

"Ah Tyki…" Allen gulped. "It's not what you think!" he said in hastily.

"Hmm, not what I think?" Tyki asked.

Allen nodded vigorously.

"It was just a misunderstanding!"

Tyki was about to say something but his eyes locked with the red birthmark over Allen's left eye and he smiled, and then promptly burst out laughing.

"Calm down Allen. I wasn't about to murder you or something," he said once the laughing subsided.

Allen visually scoffed though he internally sighed in relief.

"Yeah sure says Mr. I'm-gonna-freaking-pluck-your-eyes-out-if-you-so-much-as-look-at-my-precious-Lavi."

Tyki chuckled. "That applies to outsiders."

"Outsiders?" Allen asked. "So you're saying that if I accidently snap one day and ended up, I don't know, sleeping with Lavi then-"

"I might have to kill you," Tyki said in a half serious half joking tone.

Allen gulped. "I figured as much," he sighed before plopping down in the nearest chair.

"So Allen what brings you here?" Lavi asked in a sultry tone. If Allen didn't know any better he would have probably jumped him.

Allen pouted. "It's my birthday you know. So I came to see if you two were free."

Tyki pondered on the question then sighed. "Nope, we're both pretty busy. But rest assured we'll make it up to you."

"I figured you two would be," Allen groaned. "You've been busy with some secret project for a while now." A frown crossed his face when he realized he had no way out of the engagement he had with the burly redhead. "I guess I'll have to go with Cross then. Damn I so wanted to bail on him!"

"You wanted to what you ungrateful brat!"

Allen head snapped towards the door and there he saw a well muscled man with long - sort of spiky - red hair. His one visible green eye flared with rage. He wore the typical suit of a rich aristocrat and had a briefcase in his hand.

"I decided to put off all I had for today to take you out and this is the thanks I get?" he barked.

"Cross!" Allen jumped out of the chair he sat in. "When did you get here?"

"Did you forget that I own this building?" Cross took out a cigarette lit it and took a puff. "It happens that I had business here and I saw you so I came to get you." He took another puff and glared at Allen. "I should just forget treating you today, brat."

"No it's okay! You can still treat me!" Allen yelled. "I was just joking about earlier."

Cross didn't seem convinced by what he said but he let it slide. Allen was his one and only nephew and he did promise his older sister that he would take care of him. 'I'll make him pay for the drinks as punishment.'

"Alright then let's go," he finished his cigarette and took out another one. "It's almost time for it to start."

Allen sighed and waved good bye to Tyki and Lavi who wished him good luck. He turned to where Cross was waiting for him and paused. The words that Cross said echoed into his mind.

"Eh? What's about to start," he blanched when he realized what Cross mean. "No way! You don't mean that we're going to an-"

"Auction?" Cross interrupted. He grinned. "Why of course."

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One thing Allen didn't like was auctions. It was a degrading and inhumane way for human beings to feed their lusts. Half of the persons that they auctioned were Amyls and other space creatures and most of the person who bought them was dirty rich old men with disgusting sexual appetites. No law abiding citizens participated in something as callous as selling a person's freedom and Allen was a law abiding citizen. He didn't see why people would want to sell other people for money. It was sick and wrong.

"I take back what I said earlier," Allen groaned from his seat. The smell of tobacco burned his nostrils and he grimaced when he saw the amount naked men and women who where chained on stage. They had a dull look in their eyes as if they were drugged. "I don't want you to treat me."

Cross took a drag of his cigarette and blew the smoke in Allen's face. Allen coughed and a small mechanical robot appeared where Cross shook his cigarette. It collected the ash that dropped.

"Cool it brat," he growled. "You're making me look bad."

Allen gritted his teeth in anger. "I don't want to be here!" he yelled but Cross snapped his finger and another robot appeared. This one was small and thin and it resembled a zipper. It latched it self on to Allen's mouth and silenced him.

"Shut up brat," Cross said. "I paid good money for these seats."

Allen glared at him but he wanted to scream out in frustration. This wasn't a birthday present; it was a gift for his bastard uncle himself. If he considered what Allen wanted he would have helped him find the one person he had been looking for since his childhood. It had been forty-eight years since he saw the boy and it was love at first sight. He really wanted to meet him again but he had no idea where to look. 'I didn't even ask him his name…'

"Brat, I'm going to take off the silencer but if I hear a peep out of you I'm going to put it back on for the entire night, got that?" Cross pressed a small button on the zipper shaped robot and it came off.

Allen glared at him and then turned away. He might have been forced to be there but that didn't mean he would act like he liked being there. 'Just hurry up and finish!' He wanted the whole auction to be over and done with.

"Tonight we have a lovely variety of merchandises to offer to you lucky masters," a hologram of a man appeared on the well decorated stage. He was tall and a bit on the chubby side, plus he wore a metal masquerade mask on. "First we'll start off with this incubus." The stage lights dimmed and the floor opened up. A steel cage came up and in it was a pale boy who wore nothing but his bare skin. He had his tail, claws and wings out and had lush black hair and crimson eyes. Chains hung heavily from his arms and legs. "This incubus Miru-chan is a special breed. It is trained to satisfy both men and women, but its specialty is men. We'll start the bidding at ninety thousand Kurins."

"One hundred and fifty thousand!" a man yelled.

"Two hundred thousand!" another echoed.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"

Allen felt as if he would barf. How barbaric could this get? The earth should have outgrew such barbarism and moved along to a more civilized pastime. 'No matter how much time passed, people will still be so degusting that they would sell a person's freedom. People are not items to be sold, damn it!'

"Nine hundred thousand going once, going twice," there were no other bids. "Sold to the gentleman holding number six. Now for the next merchandise-"

Allen blocked out what ever that came next.

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"Our last auction of the night is a rare one. It's an Amyl with very rare abilities," this time instead of the floor opening a hologram of a person appeared. He was naked like the others and had long raven hair that was passed his feet. His eyes were closed and he had a small black tattoo the shape of the Buddhist ohm over his heart. "It is a virgin, you can check for yourself after purchase. Also it is a 'neko' therefore it is able to give birth. Neko's are very hard to come by and this one is very feisty kitty. I implore the one who purchase this item to be cautious when dealing with it…"

"Cross it's almost over and you've bought your fill can we leave?" Allen begged. He didn't have the heart to sit through another Amyl auction. Blame it on his half Amyl side, but he couldn't watch while they were sold like things. They weren't even treated like normal people. "It's the last one of the…" his words trailed off. He had turned back to the stage and was given the shock of his life.

"Oi brat," Cross began and turned to where Allen sat. "What the hell?" he asked at the look on Allen's face. Allen's eyes were wide with shock and disbelief and his gaze was locked on the stage.

"No…it can't be," he still couldn't believe what he was seeing, but those gold eyes weren't an illusion. The holograph of the Amyl on stage opened his eyes revealing his glazed over golden depts. Allen hadn't heard of any other Amyls having gold eyes and was sure it was the boy from his childhood.

"We'll start the biding at five hundred thousand Kurins."

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A/N: Evil cliffy! I know…and you don't even know when I'll update again…ah but don't get down hearted! I have an idea of what to write for next chapter so it won't take as long as this one. I'm so sorry if the chapter was short! I kind of wrote it in one sitting. R&R as always!

Ja na

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end factor, allen x kanda, arekan

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