hello to everyone. this is the prologue for the new arc of ECES- the tragic clown and the crowned samurai. i hope you like the story and see you all soon again.

disclaimer: i do not own HP or DGM, so don't put any copyrights on my ass, capice?

Prologue-two years later

A fourteen years old boy sighed as he sat in his ran-down apartment. A golden barn circled around him, hooting sad calls, eyes swirling with guilt.

"It's not your fault, Neah," The boy curled in the corner, gray eyes warily scanning the area.

"But I didn't try to stop him," The owl protested. The teen smiled and petted Neah. Suddenly, he started coughing and blood spat out from his mouth. He breathed raggedly and wiped the blood. "Damn, I really should stop fighting back. I can't even breathe." He twirled an ivory wand in his hands. "I wish I could use a spell on them. And then they would see I'm not one to mess with," he cackled.

Neah landed on the white head, folding his wings. "You should ask Kanda for help, Allen. You can't continue like this. How long has it been? One year? Two years?"

"Two," Allen answered, not really paying attention to the worried tone the owl held. "Don't worry, school starts in a week. I have my stuff and I would recover by then… no one should know."

"You're killing yourself, dear nephew," The owl added before flipping his wings and going outside.

"Killing myself?" The white-haired teen snorted. "I am like that only because of that bastard." He looked out the window and smiled at the happily shining sun.

Yes… the world would soon look a lot brighter...