Dream a Dream
Characters: Allen Walker and YOU
When: During the Dreamscape event
Where: Inside Allen's dreams.
Rating: Subject to change.
Summary: Within the mind of Allen Walker many things lie in wait for those that explore it.
( So it begins )
When: During the Dreamscape event
Where: Inside Allen's dreams.
Rating: Subject to change.
Summary: Within the mind of Allen Walker many things lie in wait for those that explore it.
( So it begins )
He looks up to his comrades with sorrow in his eyes. His time with them was coming to an end. When Rhode rips the crown in half his shoulders sag with relief. She had released him from his burdens and the chains formerly unseen that wound around his body in crystalline glory shatter, falling at their feet in glittering motes of sand.
The ground beneath their feet starts to shake as he rises up his full height and extends his hands up, grasping the wrist of the left one. Just like in the Ark pale light washes around his hand as he starts to pull. The blade birthed from his shoulder is not the same weapon he used and wielded in times past but a smooth plain sword with a wide crossguard and fine runes etched into its blade. It flashes in the light like a star and sent waves of color out over the field. Every soldier on the battlefield from the gray warrior himself to the remaining king is touched with details and different colors.
The gray snow continues to fall as the gray knight lifts the sword and brings it violently down to sink it into the soil with a heavy thump. His body flares white becoming finely crafted of light as if he could fade at any moment then the shadows pour in making him a spot of night in the burn of daylight. Finally in a vibrant blast of pale green energy he is a wispy figure that swallows the entire field blacking the perceptions of his intruder.
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You're in a town and winter snow is thick upon the ground. People move on past you as if they don't see you. A young man is standing in the street with his hood up and back straight. His long black coat with the crosses on the shoulder pads are as dead give away to what he is. But who is a mystery to you as you take a few steps forward. He tenses and whirls to face you. One of the crowd a woman and baby becomes a gun cocked at the back of his head. "Too slow, Exorcist."
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"I don't want to watch this." She complains, hands still dripping blood on the snow, a trail of dark black instead of red in ever place she steps--spreading slowly from each drop of blood like a toxic corruption.
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The voice of this aspect of the boy she knows rumbles like thunder. He watches her from behind his mask and gestures about him. You picked this way.
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"I want to see you."
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Each one that has affected him unleash their power to form a cage of violet lightning. It tears up the soil as it shatters the memory. All that's left is empty space with thick iron chains winding down over the edges of the pitch black pit the battered and bloody Allen rises slowly and steps up to the hole. He wordlessly points down and gestures to a worn staircase now revealed as the sky turns to night. Go, he seems to say with his eyes. You'll find what you're after.
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"You're such an idiot Allen!" she complains, no heat in her voice, just fondness and exasperation.
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Her fingers lace with the gray Allen's, a silent insistence that he not leave her. He can't leave her. She wants him here.
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It was at this level that the glow of the talismans on the walls illuminated the stairs leading down to the final level. The final stairs were slabs of heavy granite fitted together and wobbled as the knight lead her carefully down. He stood silently until she made it to the iced over floor and frowned when he heard dripping from beyond the lights.
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You're in a cave. It's so cold here as if warmth hasn't visited these place since time began. Everything is gray in the gloom even the light showing you the way. The knight at your side looks nervous as if he doesn't want to be in this place. Yet you brought him with you and he is ever loyal to protecting intruders from the dangers of the dream. He turns his glowing gray eyes on you, their fathomless depths asking you how you wish to proceed.
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All of it is Allen, even if she doesn't think Allen quite realizes that consciously. She lops her arms tighter around the knight's elbow, looking into the dark for a moment before meeting the gray eyes.
"You don't have to be scared." she promises, as if she were the one escorting the knight, as if she were the one protecting him and leading him to something he's afraid of. Tugging gently but insistently, she steps into the darkness.
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The going is slow and agonizing but finally they reach the end of the tunnel that widens out into a dungeon cell. The walls are made of thick blue ice with a smooth texture almost like silk. The chains from the top of the hole run through holes in the ceiling, and down through the walls to hold a figure in place. The Allen in this room is battered and bloody despite the bandages around his head and his bound up arm.
The Cardinal is beaten over him with one hand held at a knife-like angle. Allen looks up at him, defiant even as he huffs and struggles to breath. His cheeks are flushed with fever that stands out on his light gray skin. His chest rises and falls quickly as he grits his teeth and that is when it becomes clear the Cardinal was not the only thing attacking him. A shadow periodically digs into his flesh, tearing into it until Allen jerks and bucks it off. He lifts his head to watch it.
He doesn't trust it anymore than he does the cardinal. Above his head poised like a spear is a light green sword blade but it is the mere suggestion of it as if the boy was trying to make it real but unable to proceed. In the corner of the dungeon the broken half of a masquerade mask lies on the floor. It looks to have only ever been a half of a whole. Timcampi a large golden beast of a golem is what Allen keeps leaning back against for support.
But the fight is endless.
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Even in dreams instinct propels her forward, to intercept the blow. Unlike in reality, where such an attack would hurt her, she shields Allen with both herself and a purple barrier of evil magic. At the same time candles materialize to pin the Apocryphos to the floor, perhaps defeated, perhaps not, but even in the dream Rhode can feel the impact of the blow to her face.
It's nothing like it might be in reality, but a living Innocence, even in Allen's dreams, is a powerful force.
The shadow gnawing at Allen is ignored. It's something she can't, or won't, interfere with.
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Robes figures seek to carry Allen away from General Cross. "Wait what do you mean I might have to kill someone I love?!"
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"Allen." She tries to step up, step forward to reach him but finds she can't move. This is wrong, no dreams should be able to trap her so. She tries again, reaching out to Allen, but again finds herself hindered.
"Allen!"
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"Sir, your time is up!"
"What was that? I didn't hear you." The General growled until Allen tensed and angry shouted across the room. "The day I joined the Order..."
"I promised Mana I'd always keep moving forward. That I'd never give up until the end!"
The boy struggled still, huffing and snarling at the guards. "I honestly don't know how to take what he did! But I still love him! These are my feelings! They come from the real me. I..."
His eyes hardened as he finally had enough leverage to straighten up and look his now silent master in the face. "I don't care about the Fourteenth! He can't have this!"
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