He had heard about his friends popping up in the kids' universe. He and Natasha must be next. So when he saw a white light that engulfed him, he immidiately knew what to expect. He will meet Allen, sooner or later, and then randomly popping back to Avenger tower.

But fate still knew a way to surprise him, unfortunately.

What greeted him when the light faded was a room. It was dark. The moonlight that shone through the window was the only source of light. The cold stone wall was sticked with papers that had some weird symbol or letter on the surface. But that hardly the most surprsing thing of all...

He saw a huge yellow with wings, being chained down- the paper on its head and the wall must be seals- and constantly let out a small growl.

Next to the creature was a man clad in white, also being chained to the stone wall. He sit still in the wall. He couldn't see any other features of the man- eyes, hair, anything else- and he blamed the dim light.

A gentle voice - the voice was most likely belong to a young boy, eighteen at best - rang through the dark room. "W-who's there...?"

He cautiously approached the other man in the room. He tried his best to move quietly, but his footsteps still echoed loudly agaisnt the cold hard floor. The room was so quiet that the only sound other than his footsteps was his own heartbeat.

He stood across the boy. His hair was just as white as his clothes. His arms were wrapped with bandage, and the left hand had a seal on it. His eyes were covered by his bangs but he could still see a red scar marred his face.

The boy looked up and his silver eyes met his own. His eyes showed no emotion- his expression was unreadable, the looks that reminded him of the experiments of HYDRA- but this was different. It wasn't cold and ruthless. But he couldn't make out what it was.

Seeing him made he widened his eyes. "Y-you aren't a Noah..."

He nodded. He knew the term. Noah. It came up in a few talks between him and Allen sometimes. "No, I'm not."

"And I suppose you aren't a CROW either...?"

He gritted his teeth at the name. He recognized the name. How couldn't he? The lowest of the lowest. A sick group that was just as horrible as Hydra.

"No."

"Then how did you bypass CROW and get here?" He asked curiously.

"I'm not too sure myself. Call it a game of fate if you like."

The boy looked at him suspicously. Of course he would. "So, do you know who I am?"

"Sorry, but no." Steve shook his head. "Let's get accquainted. My name is Steve. You?" The boy's next words froze him. Completely. He smiled, a smile that didn't quite reach his ears.

"Allen, sir. Allen Walker."

The world came still. His heart skipped a beat. A chill ran down his spine. All because of those words.

Allen Walker. White hair. A red scar. And he bet on his shield that the bandaged left arm of his was black.

This was Allen. His Allen. His little angel.

To see his angel chained down, alone in the prison, being treated like a criminal, a monster- made his heart sink.

May was right. This world- was downright cruel.

xXx

After a few times those CROW came in and delivered food to Allen, the captain realized only Allen could see him. And he couldn't quite leave the prison.

"You're like a ghost that haunted this prison" Allen joked. But the he made a terrifried face "Don't tell me you are! Please don't haunt me!"

Steve laughed. "Don't worry, kid. I don't plan to haunt anyone anytime soon."

Allen smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Steve. Having you to talk to is comforting."

"You're welcome, kid." It was painful, seeing his angel spacing out, his eyes filled with grief when they wasn't talking. The least he could do was to be by his side.

"Why are you being locked up here? To me you're too good to kill someone."

His smile faltered. "I save my friend, Kanda. And I didn't regret that. But I couldn't save them, the 3rds. I should realize that they were hurt. If only I had-" Tears were forming in Allen's eyes. He was no longer smiling. He didn't want to see his son like this.

So he wrapped his strong arm around him. Hard.

He could sense the kid tensed up in his arms. He whispered. "Don't blame all of this on yourself. You had done your best. It wasn't your fault. Sound familiar?" Allen slowly nodded.

"I should know. I too heard that many times. Too many, in fact." Everytime he couldn't save a soldier. He knew that every words are true. However, he couldn't help but blame himself.

After that, he didn't make a sound. Neither did Allen. They just stay there for a long time. He gave Allen time to calm down and finally pulled him away after five minutes.

"Thank you." Allen breathed out.

"Anytime for you." He smiled affectionately

xXx

"So you came from another world?"

"Yes. I don't know why only you can see me though."

Allen's eyes were literally sparkling. "Does that make you an alien?"

Chuckle. "... I suppose I am."

xXx

When Allen next opened his eyes, Steve knew something was very wrong. Those silver orbs were replaced with gold. The familiar warmth and sadness was gone, all that left was cold, piercing glare that sent a chill to his spine.

"Who are you?"

"Who I am is no important." 'Allen' smiled. "You smelled human, but otherworldly. How did you get here? But then again, that doesn't help me in achieving my goal at all." His smile didn't faltered. "Just don't get in my way, pretty boy."

"What is your goal?" This 'man' in front of him gave him a bad feeling. He made his instict growled. To fight. To defeat this man.

"To defeat the Earl, darling." He purred. "But you wouldn't know who is the Earl, would you?"

"The Creator of Akuma, right?" The instant those words left his lips, 'Allen''s smile vanished. His golden eyes was void of emotion. He spoke with such coldness and malice that he almost flinched.

"Oh? Apparently I'm wrong, I must apologize." He grinned madly, a smile that was almost inhuman. "I believe you won't interfere with my plan, will you?"

"What's going to happen with Allen?" He asked. He knew that Allen didn't disappeared, but it still nonetheless worried him.

"Allen is an old friend." Was all he said before he closed his eyes, leaving Steve alone, bewildered, to figure out. (He never did.)

When Allen opened those eyes again, it was silver. Not gold.

Steve released a breath that he didn't realize he had been holding.

xXx

To say steve was worried about Allen was an understatement.

"Allen, you haven't eaten in days."

"Yeah."

"You're going to exhaust yourself at this rate."

"You're right."

"Please eat, Allen. You ate much more than an average person. The hunger must be killing you right now."

"I know... But I'm afraid." He whispered sadly as he kept staring at the floor. "Afraid that they will find a way to make me spill out the location of Bakanda." His eyes traveled to the untouched tray of food. He knew what Allen was implying. Truth serum. He wouldn't put it past them to do something like that.

"I understand, Allen. I really do." SHIELD considered using truth serum on him once. To know about Bucky's location. Unfortunately for them, he is Captain America.

But Allen was just Allen. A weapon of the Order. A puppet in that war.

And he couldn't do anything.

So Allen's answer was met with dead silence.

xXx

As Steve watched the interaction between Allen and the blonde man, he concluded that not all CROW were evil. Well, at least not this blonde man standing before him. He watched with amusement as the guy shoved the bowl of food into Allen's face, persuading him to eat.

He was grateful of that.

"Link," Allen slowly began, "I'm sorry for attacking you back then."

Right, Link. He'd met him more than once. The ex-CROW, the only good person in that horrible team only to be backstabbing in the end. Ugh, he felt so angry right now.

"Just when I thought you were finally about to speak," He could see that Link was trying to appear calm. "THAT'S ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY!?"

He admitted, Allen's guilty face while he was muching the food was adorable.

"We were like family," Link said, looking away from Allen (and in turns looked at him even though Link didn't know about his presence). "Having lost our parents, we grouped together and went to beg at chruchs"

Unfortunately, he knew where this was coming...

"In order to survive, we were taken in by an underground organization." Link's eyes were filled with grief. "And at some points we became like puppets."

In some ways, Link's story was similar to Wanda's. Because of poverty, they both became a puppet for an organization.

"The one who should really atone for the third exorcists is me."

There were so many things wrong with this world that Steve was determined to make the best out of the children's current lives. He wouldn't let it go wrong any more. Even if he died trying.

Then everything happened in a blur.

First, Allen cried (and he still smiled.) Then his skin suddenly turned gray (Steve panicked. It happened again. He could feel the black energy raditating from Allen. It made him feel unease.) and Link rushing to the boy. Then a man, who Steve assumed was a priest, entered and approached Allen.

He looked at the door the priest had just entered. Unconscious bodies -he widened his eyes- not good.

It seemed Link realized it too as Link looked at the priest, alarming. He watched - because he he was just a powerless ghost - as feathered surrounded the man's hand and- Allen screamed. Agonizingly.

Why!? Why did he came to this world as a ghost? Why couldn't he came here normally like his friends?

Then he realized.

He was in the past. He couldn't change the past no matter how he wanted to. Whatever brought him here knew he would interfere.

Who wouldn't?

He could only watch as the man- no, monster- attacked Link. He could only watch as Allen stopped the monster from completely finishing Link off even in such state.

Truly admirable.

But that monster just wouldn't stay down even after receiving an attack to the head.

(What is this monster?)

Allen's scream filled the air.

(How come the order didn't notice all this noise?)

Before he could even shouted Allen's name, his bottom body faded.

(Allen-)

All he saw was a heart-shape door appeared in mid-air before everything turned to white.

xXx

"So" Tony said while sipping his wine, "Did you have a dark encounter with Allen like May or a pleasant one like the rest of us?" He pointed to Natasha. "Nat played poker with him. According to her, he cheated! Cheated like crazy. So much for being the pretty boy's son." Tony sighed.

Even though he was surprised, he couldn't bring himself to smile.

Tony noticed. His expression immediately turned grim. "You belong in the dark side then. Care to elaborate?"

He didn't say anything for a minute.

"I met Allen as a ghost. Only he can see me, only he can interact with me." He paused. "He was being locked up. For hiding Kanda's body from the order."

Natasha frowned.

"I don't know where to begin after that. Someone was constantly trying to take over Allen's body, the monster-in-disguise came in and- Link was attacked- screaming filled the air-"

Tony patted him on the back.

"Say no more, Steve." He took note of Tony's usage of his name. "Say no more."

A/N: Surprise! This is my new year's gift to all of you. Thank you all for supporting this story. What do you know, this chapter reached more than 2000 words. Most of you want to have your heart broken first then be fixed later, so who am I to deny such requests? Yes, Steve met Allen while he's in prison. And worse, he couldn't touch anything but Allen. He's forced to watch the events on the sidelines. Poor Steve. About the next chapter, Allen's side will uncover some more interactions between them. It may be lighthearted, it maybe dark, or it may be both. Who knows. Until I type it down, even I can't know it. Again, thanks everyone for watching this story! A review would certainly makes my day *heart emoji*

Until next chapter!