Empty {D.Gray-man}

Empty ~ 8

"My life means nothing to me nor does it to anyone else," Allen looked all around him seeing that everyone had mixed emotions to what they had just witnessed. Some were fearful, some were wary, but mostly some looked betrayed.

"My life ended the moment my master was murdered by Apocryphos," Allen gazed around until he met Kanda's steel eyes. He dropped his mask slightly, sadly smiling towards the one other person who cares about him. The other being Jerry.

"So abuse me. Treat me like scum all you want because, in the end, it doesn't matter. None of it does, I've already lost everything so your actions, your words are empty to me,"

Allen turned around, looking down at Chaoji. The man looking up at him with fear and terror which made Allen smile with glee.

"Maybe I should do you all a favor and make your wish come true," Allen laughed.

He had so many emotions running rapidly inside him but he didn't dare let the dam break now. He'd wait. Wait until the right time than will the walls to break unleashing everything they put him through. Every emotion they created and made him feel.

"Moyashi,"

Turning around he calmed down. His face blanks like a broken child. He walked towards Kanda but not before the people in front of Kanda started to part, letting him through. He stood in front of Kanda, sighing.

"Y-You d-demon!" Chaoji choked out.

Allen turned around, arms crossed across his chest, head tilted to one side his expression bored.

"Been called that all my life," he replied.

"G-Go die!" Chaoji coughed, holding his bruised neck, "I hope the Order finally gets rid of you! You demon Noah!"

"Got anything better to do than waste your energy?" Allen asked, making some people in the audience let out small chuckles here and there.

"DAMN YOU!" Chaoji leaped forward innocence active, targeting Allen.

He didn't even land a hit on him because a sword to his neck stopped him from moving an inch more. Kanda had moved faster than anyone can see and pulled out Mugen, which was now placed against Chaoji's bruised neck.

"Move and I kill you," He stated, nonchalantly.

Chaoji eyed Kanda from the corner of his eye in shock, how can someone even help this monster?!

Chaoji looked back at Allen, who huffed before turning and leaving the hallway. As soon as he was out of view Kanda lowered his sword, sheathing it before turning to Jerry, giving him a nod.

"Alright, everyone! Let's go back to the cafeteria the food is getting cold and I didn't wake up extra early this morning to let it cool for your entertainment," Jerry announced, waving his spatula in the air getting everyone's attention.

Everyone started to shuffle back into the cafeteria knowing full well that if the food went to waste Jerry wouldn't cook delicious for them for a week and that was everyone's nightmare. No delicious food!

Chaoji was left in the hallway on his knees, rubbing his bruised neck. Kanda eyed him before turning a corner and leaving the fool to himself.

He walked through the now empty Order until he was at the exit of the building. Walking past the talking door, Kanda made his way to the side, farther away from the annoying door. He sighed, leaning his back against the building wall.

The breeze moving strands of his hair, looking up he noticed that the clouds have turned grey.

"Che'" He closed his eyes and breathed out, relaxing his shoulders.