When a scientist goes missing while out in the real world, all sanity at the Order goes to hell. Scientists running around, trying to figure out what the hell could've happened to her. The little number of available Exorcists racing to get ready to depart. Finders frantically dashing through the hallways to here or there. The worst part was when Komui turned into a nervous wreck. A little under a week ago he had sent her out to fix someone's innocence. And by the looks of it, that was an extremely bad Komui collected enough of himself, he had originally assigned the mission of tracking down the girl and bringing her back, alive to only two Exorcists. But it changed to three when General Cross Marian found out about the "Damsel in Distress".
"Che, damn that perverted bastard. Why did he have to come?" Kanda grunted. His childhood "friend" threw him his signature smile. "Who knows? Val isn't even attractive in the slightest!" All he got in reply from the swordsman was another 'Che' as he walked ahead to the train station. Hours and an extremely uncomfortable train ride later, they had arrived at the overrun city, where the Finders from her group had last seen her. "Alright! Let's get ki-" "Mr. Exorcist, sir? Supervisor Komui said our top priority was to find Miss Valentina, not killing Akuma." The Finder interjected.
The reason why they had to find the nineteen year old girl was because she had been working on a way to make a barrier that would work on both level one and two Akuma. And next to no one understood Italian, let alone her jacked up handwriting (even though most females worked to get their handwriting at least halfway decent). Daisya sighed and rolled his eyes. "I was kidding. Can't you people take a joke?" Kanda and the Finder scoffed. Cross just stood and looked around lazily, ignoring the others. "Don't follow me." Was the last thing that came from him before he walked away, in a seemingly random direction. The other three stared at the retreating form of General with a "What the fuck just happened?" expression plastered on their faces.