Alright people.
I've finished Chapter two, but nothing interesting really happens.
And I have to edit it and put in some funny Komui sister-complex stuff so no preview for that right now.
Okay.
Since I feel like it, and have worked quite long hours, I'll publish the preview for chapter 3 raw, unedited. ((:
Enjoy.

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The Devil’s Symphony

Disclaimer: I do not own D.Gray-Man. Hoshino Katsura does.

Chapter 3:

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“Lenalee…”

A sky tainted red with the blood of the dead…

“No… Don’t…”

He sees her. He sees her crying, screaming.
But he can’t hear her, can’t hear her lamenting.

“Lenalee…! Lenalee…!”

He can’t breathe and it’s like there’s an invisible wall of glass between them and he reaches out towards her, calling out to her.
But she isn’t the only one whose cries are muted.

There is a painful jab in his eye and he hears it scream in pain.
But as his throat burns in agonizing pain, no sounds emerge from his mouth.
Nothing seems to be able to shatter the silence.


He feels strangled and his left arm is screaming now, and he doesn’t understand.
What is causing him all this pain?

“Allen-kun..! Allen-kun…!”

He looks to the portrait of agony and torment again.
He hears his name.
Someone is calling him.
Calling him from far away.

And it’s her voice.

He is brought back to the nightmare by another excruciating blow of pain to his left shoulder, another sent to his chest, knocking whatever air that is left in it.
He lets out a painful gasp but is unable to inhale.

Another scream escapes him, but it falls on deaf ears.
He can feel it tearing through his flesh, the monster within him.
It claws at his shoulder, trying to satisfy the intense craving for bloodshed.

“Allen-kun, Allen-kun, wake up!”

The voice is still far away.
And as he writhes in pain on the ground, he can’t pay the fretful velvety sound much attention as the piercing pains continue to terrorize him.
His silent screams remain unheard.

“Allen-kun! Allen-kun, wake up!”

He feels his left eye being wrenched open from the inside and he shrieks in protest at the burning ache that ensues.
But again, silence as the blood rolls off his cheeks and onto the floor.

His right arm immediately shoots to his eye and he feels the warm, sticky liquid slimy against his fingers.

He breathes hard and bile rises in his throat.
But what emerges when he gags is something much more different; the liquid is dark red and sticky.

“Allen-kun…”

He’s losing the voice now.
It’s fading, muted in this dark, dark world and he chances a last glance at the Lenalee, whose screaming and crying he still cannot hear.

He feels the monster ripping through the flesh of his left shoulder.
He lets out a gasp as there is a terrifying tearing noise.
But he can’t hear it.
Only feel it.

“Allen-kun! Allen-kun! Are you alright?!”

She’s practically screaming in his ear now, calling his name, asking if he’s alright.
But her cries, full of the agony of death are still hushed.
He wants to tell her that he’ll be fine, that everything is going to be alright, but the asphyxiation still has his airways blocked.

A large metallic arm is in place of his original left arm and it starts to drag him away from Lenalee.

He looks at the image again for a moment, totally ignoring the burning he feels all over his body…
And he feels himself going numb.

The pain evaporates and his eyelids are heavy, the black and white world of red skies is fading…
He sees the blood-soaked ground beneath him disappearing out of sight but doesn’t pay it any mind.
He reaches out to the Lenalee in all that remains of the distant portrait with his right hand and his fingers brush against something wet as darkness engulfs him.

“Allen-kun, Allen-kun! Wake up! You’re starting to scare me! Are you-”

She stopped short, discontinuing shaking him as he awakened unexpectedly and he stared at her, his mind blank as his eyes spilt tears of blood. He was breathing hard as if he hadn’t been able to breathe for a couple of minutes. And strangely, his right hand was at her cheek, brushing away a small trickle of salty water.

“L-Lenalee…”

His vision was black and white on his left and in colour on his right.
Allen couldn’t think of what to make out of it.

He saw the same shock and fear in the ebony haired girl’s eyes as he had seen in the past and his heart tightened in pain.
But the boy wasn’t given the time to think about it.
He gasped and his left arm throbbed, numbing. It went limp abruptly, slamming lightly against the side of the couch.

“Allen-kun…”

Lenalee’s fearful voice shrivelled his heart further.

The fifteen-year-old turned away, rolling over from the girl kneeling beside his makeshift bed.

“D-Don’t look… L-Lenalee…” Allen choked, coughing into his palm.

The sixteen year-old continued to gaze anxiously at the white-haired boy.
Allen guessed the question that lingered, unspoken, in the violet orbs which were her eyes.

“I’ll be fine… D-Don’t worry about me… Go back to sleep… Sorry for waking you…” he gasped as a searing pain hit him in the chest.

He clutched it painfully, stifling a cry.
He couldn’t worry Lenalee like this.

And that look in her eyes.
It would haunt him for nights to come.

“Baka!”

There was a light slap on his right shoulder and Allen quivered at the light impact.
He felt so fragile.

“I’m your friend! It’s my job to worry about you!”

Allen coughed again and Lenalee’s tone softened. She attempted to turn the scarred boy around to face her.

“What’s wrong…?”

As he sat up, his hands went up and covered his bleeding left eye hurriedly.

“N-Nothing’s wrong! Just a case of a weird dream… Eheheh…” he lied.

Lenalee’s expression darkened perceptibly. Her bangs hid her eyes and Allen felt a bit worried.

“W-What’s wrong Lenalee?”

“You were screaming, Allen-kun…”

There was that dangerous lack of sentiment in her voice again.
Said teenager looked away.

“I came to get a glass of water and when I unplugged my ears, I heard screaming.”

She looked at him with fierce amethyst eyes.

“Why were you screaming?” she demanded, the stern look in her eyes ever present.

“I…I…”

Allen tried to change the subject.

“Uh, Lenalee, why did you have to unplug your ears?” he stuttered nervously.

“Don’t change the subject, Allen-kun.”

She was still staring at him ardently.

“There are people in this apartment building who are very noisy at night. They hold loud parties and such, and as a precaution to prevent complaining, the landlady ordered us to use earplugs when we sleep. I forgot to warn you about it.”

‘She told me not to change the subject but answered my question anyway?’

“W-Well, it’s alright. Everything’s fine now, so you can go back to sleep Lenalee.”

“You haven’t answered my question.”

“E-Er…”

“Why were you screaming?”

Allen looked away guiltily, his hand still over his left eye.

“Like I said… I had a strange dream…”

He rubbed the back of his neck guiltily with his right hand.

“And…? What happened in your dream to make you scream so terribly?”

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