Hail to the Theif of Souls that Weep

[millenium_earl]

{RP: Allen VS Earl}
{Players to the Stage: Allen Walker (admin), and Millenium Earl (me)}
{Banned from Reading: None}
{POV: 3rd Person}
{Plot Prefix: The Earl has grown worried about his latest Akuma creation, so he is recruiting more natural born Akuma, he finds a child that has just lost a loved one and attempts to work his magic. Allen walks into

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[millenium_earl]

The 1,000 Year Phantom sensed a Black Order Brat near, but they would be too late, he had already pulled out the Akuma Model Frame. However, like every other human he'd ever encountered, the boy was being rather slow about speaking Miss Ophelia's name. The Earl wanted to shake the boy, but that would destroy the kind and giving facade he was trying to put on.

Just when he felt the Black Order Brat nearly on his heels, the boy finished. As he said 'Malone' the tell-tale lightning of Necromancy flashed, and met the Akuma Model Frame. Bones rattled, and the words that were a symphony to the Earl's ears came.

"Good Evening, Earl." A familiar voice said in the most calm of tones...these were not the words The Millenium Earl wanted to ring through his ears. He turned from the stunned and shaking little boy to meet the face of Allen Walker.

"Ah, Allen my dear boy, how is it that we keep bumping into each other like this? We really must sit down and chat over tea and sandwiches sometime." His voice was laced with that of an english gentleman's, but the eyes beneath his spectacles defenately told that he wanted the nusiance called Allen Walker dead. "If you'll excuse me, you just came in for my favorite part, no speaking during the show, silence is golden!" The Earl chuckled.

"Juliano...Juliano Machiavelli" The Woman Ophelia Malone's voice eminated from the Akuma Model's mouth, though it did not move. She had a thick italian accent although she was Ireland born.

"Senora Ophelia...is it really you Senora?" The little fair haird italian boy cried tears of utmost joy.

"Juliano...what...WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! JULIANO MACHIAVELLI DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE?!"

"Senora?" The boy started to cry in fear, whatever joy was in his tears before had dissapeared.

"I AM AN AKUMA JULIANO! A DREADED MONSTER OF DEATH AND SUFFERING! WHY COULD YOU NOT LEAVE ME WITH MY FAMILY?"

The Millenium Earl was glad that Allen was so bent on freeing the souls of Akuma for the moment, because if you struck an Akuma during the transformation, the spirit trapped inside would suffer.

He laughed to himself as the little boy Juliano Machiavelli scrambled back from the transforming Akuma, scraping his hands against the gravel. The Earl had to be on his toes though, as soon as the transformation was done, he knew Allen Walker would attack...