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Fic: A Peek into Cross Marian's Mind 11
Title: A Peek into Cross Marian's Mind
Characters: Cross Marian, Allen Walker
Genre: general
Alternate link: on FF.net
11. Brouhaha/Uproar
The scenery was blurred. All he could see was the occasional blue-greenish flash of the sky amongst the thick foliage of the forest. The looming trees cast its shadows on the rapidly passing black metal of the train making the atmosphere more eerie than ever. A lesser man would have cowered in fear when he look at the situation Cross Marian was now experiencing.
In a desolate dark scary forest of Romania. In a deserted train. They were alone in the compartment.
They meaning he and his useless idiot apprentice. A queer boy with white hair and pentacle scar on his face. Well, Cross himself was quite a looker which explained the train's desertion.
No, he did not scare the people off the train (as much as he would like to admit it than the rather condescending truth). In fact, it was his companion that scared them all away (yes, can you believe that? Those blockheads thought that the idiot apprentice was more formidable than a general!). It didn't take much to scare them off, the train's direction was not a popular one from the beginning—and Cross suspected that it would be even more infamous now.
Cross let out an annoyed grunt. If only the boy was smart enough to avoid attracting attention to himself. The few people lining up for the train all gasped in shock the moment Timcanpy came out and started to flutter around the white haired boy's head (it didn't help that all eyes were already on them because of their appearances). Thanks to Cross's quick action assessment, situation number one was saved. Cross'd roughly snatched the golden golem mid air and shouted at the boy loudly about "his carelessness of not turning off the new toy" before whacking him on the head. Cross watched in contentment that Allen was vigorously rubbing at his newest addition to the bumps on his head, and the way some people sighed in obvious relief before sitting down or continuing on their usual hubbub activities. It was peaceful again for some time.
Then situation number two started. Cross should've remembered that life as a notorious exorcist general jeopardize his leisure time, meaning that countless akuma always round about his surrounding and attempted to take his life.
As if.
But he should've remembered that Allen was still a child recuperating from the greatest ordeal in his short life. Cross should've remembered those. Should have—could have—but he didn't.
Allen groaned and crouched in pain when stinging jabs of prickling sensation invaded his left eye and it turned to black with red rings circling his pupil. All eyes were on them again—humans and akuma. Not wasting another chance in diversion, the akuma evolved to their real forms and began to wreak havoc.
Lucky that Cross took care of the uproar efficiently and neatly. One of the neatest job he'd ever done, actually. His useless idiot apprentice also got to practice a bit, so Cross counted it as a plus to his marks. But the damage was done. The survivors were afraid of them and fled from the vicinity. Oh well, more room for him to stretch his feet on the bench. Fortunately the train ride came soon after and they board the train as soon as it arrived.
Cross silently hope to elude the chance of the train ride to their destination being erased from the map. It would cause him trouble if that were to happen. But the spreading rumors of vampires and scary-human-destroying-monsters in Romania could do wonders to the transportation business.
Mental note to self: give a more severe punishment to Allen for the potential trouble he could cause in my next planned traveling itinerary to Romania.
The useless idiot apprentice should enjoy his stay with the cargoes in the stock railcar while he could.
TBC.
This capter is tbc to the next chapter. I've posted this chapter on FF quite some time ago, but I haven't got the time to finish the next chapter.
Characters: Cross Marian, Allen Walker
Genre: general
Alternate link: on FF.net
11. Brouhaha/Uproar
The scenery was blurred. All he could see was the occasional blue-greenish flash of the sky amongst the thick foliage of the forest. The looming trees cast its shadows on the rapidly passing black metal of the train making the atmosphere more eerie than ever. A lesser man would have cowered in fear when he look at the situation Cross Marian was now experiencing.
In a desolate dark scary forest of Romania. In a deserted train. They were alone in the compartment.
They meaning he and his useless idiot apprentice. A queer boy with white hair and pentacle scar on his face. Well, Cross himself was quite a looker which explained the train's desertion.
No, he did not scare the people off the train (as much as he would like to admit it than the rather condescending truth). In fact, it was his companion that scared them all away (yes, can you believe that? Those blockheads thought that the idiot apprentice was more formidable than a general!). It didn't take much to scare them off, the train's direction was not a popular one from the beginning—and Cross suspected that it would be even more infamous now.
Cross let out an annoyed grunt. If only the boy was smart enough to avoid attracting attention to himself. The few people lining up for the train all gasped in shock the moment Timcanpy came out and started to flutter around the white haired boy's head (it didn't help that all eyes were already on them because of their appearances). Thanks to Cross's quick action assessment, situation number one was saved. Cross'd roughly snatched the golden golem mid air and shouted at the boy loudly about "his carelessness of not turning off the new toy" before whacking him on the head. Cross watched in contentment that Allen was vigorously rubbing at his newest addition to the bumps on his head, and the way some people sighed in obvious relief before sitting down or continuing on their usual hubbub activities. It was peaceful again for some time.
Then situation number two started. Cross should've remembered that life as a notorious exorcist general jeopardize his leisure time, meaning that countless akuma always round about his surrounding and attempted to take his life.
As if.
But he should've remembered that Allen was still a child recuperating from the greatest ordeal in his short life. Cross should've remembered those. Should have—could have—but he didn't.
Allen groaned and crouched in pain when stinging jabs of prickling sensation invaded his left eye and it turned to black with red rings circling his pupil. All eyes were on them again—humans and akuma. Not wasting another chance in diversion, the akuma evolved to their real forms and began to wreak havoc.
Lucky that Cross took care of the uproar efficiently and neatly. One of the neatest job he'd ever done, actually. His useless idiot apprentice also got to practice a bit, so Cross counted it as a plus to his marks. But the damage was done. The survivors were afraid of them and fled from the vicinity. Oh well, more room for him to stretch his feet on the bench. Fortunately the train ride came soon after and they board the train as soon as it arrived.
Cross silently hope to elude the chance of the train ride to their destination being erased from the map. It would cause him trouble if that were to happen. But the spreading rumors of vampires and scary-human-destroying-monsters in Romania could do wonders to the transportation business.
Mental note to self: give a more severe punishment to Allen for the potential trouble he could cause in my next planned traveling itinerary to Romania.
The useless idiot apprentice should enjoy his stay with the cargoes in the stock railcar while he could.
TBC.
This capter is tbc to the next chapter. I've posted this chapter on FF quite some time ago, but I haven't got the time to finish the next chapter.
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But the next chapter isn't finished yet and I don't think it's well written. I guess my mood is influencing my writing :(