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Chapter 19: Home

Tyki's POV

With the asian girl, the new Exorcist, and Bookman Junior joining in on the fight, things had gone from being entertaining and enjoyable to being dangerous. He had to hide in and around the trees, hopping from place to place to buy himself time to think.

At this point, it's like trying to fight off a bunch of persistent flies. It's hard to catch one before another might come to catch my attention. He slumped his shoulders and groaned, quietly. I hate to admit it, but I may end up needing to ask for help... If only Sheryl were here, things could be as lot simpler.

"I've got you now", he heard someone yell, from outside of a tree that he was hiding inside of.

The noah backed out of the tree just before it came crashing to the ground and, before he could merge into another tree, he backed into something... sharp.

Mr. Kitchen Knife's blade went all the way through his stomach before he pulled it out and backed away. The noah turned around and was immediately greeted with a triumphant smirk before he crumpled to the ground, gripping his stomach.

I wasn't careful... I wasn't paying attention... He held his hand up and looked at it, watching as the blood soaked his glove and dripped to the ground. I've been wounded; I need to go find the Earl.

He lifted his head, ready to stand up, but froze when the sword nicked his forehead. Mr. Kitchen Knife was holding it out at him, glaring down at him as though he were the scum of the earth. Tyki hated that. He hated being looked down on, especially by an exorcist. Especially by this exorcist.

He masked his hatred with a smirk and asked, "So? This is your chance; you have the upper hand. Though, you know that my Shounen would be saddened - dare I say heartbroken. He may even come back for revenge-"

"He wouldn't do that", the girl growled, lowering herself from the sky. He hadn't even noticed her, there. Bookman Junior walked out from behind a tree and joined him, looking furious but saying nothing.

"On the contrary, my dear, he's quite taken with me. I've seen how he'd react to my death and know that he couldn't bear the thought of me dying."

"Stop talking, noah", Mr. Kitchen Knife growled, furiously.

"What do you mean, you've seen it", the girl asked.

He smirked and closed his eyes, trying to keep himself from chuckling but allowing one small "hmph" to escape his throat. "Wouldn't you like to know, woman?"

They all tensed and, as he opened his eyes, he noticed how their glares had deepened. The noah looked up and caught the asian man holding his sword above his head, ready to chop him in half.

Tyki attempted to stand but hesitated and winced because of his wound. He realized, then, that there could be no escape. He'd dragged it out too long and allowed himself to be put in danger, all because he had this habit of playing with the enemies. He should have escaped while they were occupied. It was all because he couldn't think quick enough that he would die, this way. Wisely and the Earl always were better at that, he had to admit.

He closed his eyes tight, readying himself for the blow, and winced hard at the sound of metal to metal. No sound followed, not even the chirp of a bird. Am I... dead...?

He opened his eyes and they immediately spotted the pure white, in front of him. The boy had his innocence out and his innocence arm was pushing hard against the edge of the samurai's sword.

"Allen", Tyki asked, in a near whisper. He saved me...

Allen's POV

"Kanda", Allen yelled. "Stop!"