This story is inspired by one of my theories, and I wanted to see if I can turn that slightly into a reality (while waiting for the next real chapter of DGM). Note: I recommend some of you guys, if you haven't already, to read the Reverse Novels. Particularly, the one which details on Red and Mana's pasts. I may be using some references from there into this story.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters and settings of DGM. Everything belongs to Katsura Hoshino!

D Gray-Man Reflected

Day 214: Prelude of Allen ~ the startling discovery

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"Then the boy fell asleep
and one or two ambers in the fading ashes of the fire
flared up in the shape of a beloved face

Dreaming many thousands of dreams
spreading across the land
Your silver gray eyes shine their light
like starts falling down from the night sky

Even though countless of years
turn so many prayers back to earth

I will keep praying
somehow, love for this child please
kissing the joined hands"

Her voice floated through his head; this ever so gentle and tender loving voice. A voice that he shouldn't be familiar with, but why does it feel…nostalgic? Brief flashes of scenes appeared before him. The source of the singing voice was this beautiful lady, with her black hair tied into a pony tail. She was singing to a baby, who was then gently put down onto a blanket besides another baby, who looked identical to this baby.

Twins?

The scenery changed again. This time, a smiling young boy with that sparkling black hair color, has his left hand reaching out towards him. Him?

Me?

Allen Walker widened his eyes as he realized he was standing in the middle of a wheat field. He was dressed in a white buttoned shirt topped with a thin red bow tie and a very formal looking brown colored pants. The wheat's golden color swooned quietly when a small gust of wind picked up. The boy, who was reaching his hand out towards him earlier, was nowhere in sight.

Where am I? It's another one of those feel good dreams?

Several yards away, a big two story mansion stood proudly amidst the wheat field. It looked really lonely even with trees lying against its walls. Allen blinked. He almost felt like pinching himself on the cheeks. Then, the sudden realization dawned on him as if he was struck by lightning.

Of course! I'm seeing Nea's memories! Wait, once this whole thing is done, wouldn't that mean he would take over my body? Who was with me before I ended up in this state? …Right, Kanda and Johnny! If I became the 14th in front of them… Kanda would probably try to kill my body for real! I got to get out of here. I tried my best NOT to fall asleep after all this time. Where's the exit?

Allen stared with a dumbfounded look at the mansion for several seconds before deciding to do one of the most painful things he could do to himself. SLAP! WHACK! PUNCH PUNCH!

His face, even if it wasn't his real face, was being beaten up by both of his hands. After a minute of committing violence on his face, all Allen could mutter out loud was a big long, "Owwww."

This dream feels too real. If slapping and hitting myself won't work, then maybe falling off the roof of that mansion will do the trick!

Allen tromped with a sour look on his face, through the wheat towards the building. He couldn't wait to get back to the waking world just to prove to everyone that he's done his best so far to repress the 14th's memory. Allen made it to the first step out of three, that lead to the mansion's front door, but that was as far as he went. His eyes narrowed a little at the front door's detail. There was something about the door's design that he couldn't shake off from his mind.

No, what am I doing just standing here? I'm sure this is just the 14th's memory trying to weave itself into me. Looking at a stupid door design is suddenly going to make me think I saw this door before? Hahahahahah…. Yeah, right… It's not going to get me…

Yet, Allen's feet did not move from that spot. Allen's eyes were still transfixed on the front door.

Come on, feet! Move damn it!

"Now, that's not a proper way to ask your feet to move. I'm afraid your feet will permanently be stuck there until you ask them in a more polite tone of voice," a familiar voice spoke clearly from somewhere within the area. Allen's head shot up at once. His expression turned into one that displays a lot of annoyance.

"Where are you! Stop hiding from me, …Nea!"

"My..., I didn't think you'd start calling me by my name so soon. However, I'm happy for this. You're going to start getting more acquainted with that name. Especially since it once belonged to…..you."

"I have no idea what you're talking about! It's your name, not mine," Allen expressed angrily as he craned his head and neck in all possible directions trying to find Nea.

"Poor Allen. The puppet of a mad man's existence. You're finally at the stage where you'll be free of being a puppet."

"And I'd appreciate it if you stop talking in riddles! The last time you said I was a 'puppet', I didn't have much time to think about it."

"Only because the real you was being pulled by strings on that day."

"That wasn't the real me! I nearly killed people back then! No wait…, that was YOU!"

"Me? All I did was meet you in your head. Everything after that was your doing. Of course, you can't remember that. You were still a puppet to that mad man."

"Arrrghh… You're still not making any sense! I don't care about this puppet thing! Just give me answers! Why me? Why choose me? And when did you choose me? Because of me….! Because of me… Mana's…," Allen's voice changed immediately from a roaring rage to a soft murmur. He bowed his head quietly as he thought briefly of the day he wished for Mana to come back to life.

"Have it ever occurred to you as to why it was strange to suddenly think of mother's lullaby when you were little? Why would a Noah inhabit a host so young and not someone more powerful? Why did you have a natural connection with Mana, but a very bad reaction when he started to exhibit terrible signs? Has it ever occurred to you, Allen, that you may not be a host after all?"

"….Then what about you? What exactly are you? You're the Noah.….Wait, 'mother'?"

"I will explain the nature of my existence in due time. For now, if you want to know the full truth, all you have to do is step into the Campbell Manor and let your mind go free." Nea's voice sounded reassuring, but it didn't easily convince Allen at all.

"Why should I put my trust into whatever you have to say? I bet that when I step inside, you'll ambush me and take over my brain. Then, you'll eat my insides until there's nothing left. You'll use my body to seek revenge against the Earl and become the next Earl. You said that so yourself!"

"Quite an imagination as expected of someone who believed every single word Cross Marian said to you. You must forgive him one day. He doesn't know the full truth of the situation. All he knows is what he gathered from that 'person' who I….no, 'you' entrusted your Will to," Nea paused for a moment letting Allen's eyes glowered in continued disbelief. "I can see your impatience, at the same time, doubtfulness of your own situation. What exactly is the truth? What is a lie? Is the reality that you're most familiar with all that you've ever known? It's true, I want to eliminate that troublesome Earl and surpass him, but it's not the reason that you're thinking of. If only it was that easy to get you to remember…. But nevertheless, things have to be done this way. … Aren't you glad you're not a normal Noah?"

This made Allen look up again into the clear blue sky and glare hard at it. "Shu-Shut up! You're making my head hurt more than it should be! I never wrote any Will. You did!"

"Allen, have you ever wondered why you can't remember anything before your time at the circus? The people there assumed you were abandoned because of that Innocence possessed left hand. They thought you were dumped there by parents, you don't seem to recall either."

"Hmph! I was fairly young. How am I supposed to remember what my parents looked like? They left me. That's all! I don't care about whether I had them or not!" Allen was beginning to think this whole discussion was going nowhere. This Nea person kept talking about his own past. What about Nea's?

"How unfortunate to think like that. What a pity from someone who came from a loving home. I can understand why the circus has turned you into quite a brat."

"Enough! Enough about me! Why so much interest? Awhile ago, I was thinking that talking to you might be a good thing. That it would help us understand better of what happened between you and the Earl, 35 years ago. This isn't what I had in mind…."

"Oh, but everything is connected, Allen. Especially, to you. It's because of you that I exist."

"….."

"Keep doubting me if you must. I know this isn't easy."

Allen didn't respond after Nea's last sentence. All he did was clench his right fist with an inner rush of fury. If Nea ever physically showed himself before him, he knew he would immediately punch him somewhere in the face. While Allen's attention was focused on the ground, thinking of more ways of how to beat up Nea, he didn't realize the front door of the mansion was open.

As if that was a big cue, a rush of harsh wind blew from nowhere and slammed itself onto Allen's back.

"Whaaa!" Allen cried out as he felt the surge of the wind hitting him hard. His hands were at his sides fluttering around. He then tried to use his left hand to enlarge itself so it can grab onto one of the nearby tree branches. Nothing happened. His left hand didn't change at all. I guess I can't use my Innocence in the dream world? A slight tear appeared out of the corner of one of Allen's eyes as he felt his body being lifted by the wind. He then came crashing through the mansion's door with a harsh THUD.

"Allen….," Nea's voice came softly out of nowhere, "do you truly believe this is all but a dream?"

The mansion's door slammed shut and Allen was left in a huge room filled with nothing but darkness. Darkness, and Nea's voice still talking as if he was in the room with him.

"Welcome home. It's been years….."

o o o o

/ To be continued….

Final notes: Not intended to be a horror story so don't worry. :D