The King of Purgatory is nearing its end, and so here is another DxD story. Hope you enjoy it.

"Speech."

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Five girls, five disappearances.

Seriously, what am I missing?! There must be a common factor linking all of these girls together. It is up to me to find out what it is.

Alright calm down Issei, and go over the evidence that you have.

Five girls, all holy maidens or nuns. Well, all former holy maidens or nuns within the various churches underneath Heaven. All of these girls were excommunicated within the last month and disappeared shortly after their excommunication.

"Issei."

I pulled out the folder of the five girls and looked at the dossiers on the five girls.

Gabriella D'Angelo. Age sixteen. Born in Florence, Italy. A sister since birth. Flowing blonde, curly hair, and rich blue eyes. A pale complexion and no known scars. Height, sixty two inches. Weight, ninety seven pounds.

Isabella Milana. Age seventeen. Born in Capri, Italy. Put into a covenant in southern France at the age of seven by a distant uncle after both her parents were killed in a car accident. Bobcut brown hair and brown eyes. White skin, and a kidney shaped birthmark underneath her right , seventy inches. Weight, one-hundred seventeen pounds. Possessor of the Flame Shake Sacred Gear.

Maria Perez. Age fourteen. Born in Morelia, Mexico. Enlisted into the church after excelling in Catholic education at the local diocese in Mexico. Messy black hair, brown eyes, and missing a back tooth. Brown skin, and is fluent in English, Spanish, and Italian. Height, sixty inches. Weight, eighty eight pounds.

Anna Stilton. Age seventeen. Born in Chicago, Illinois, United States. Orphaned at a Church orphanage, parents currently unknown. Shoulder length red hair, green eyes. White skin, and a noticeable scar on her left leg. Height, sixty seven inches. Weight, one-hundred three pounds.

Joan Bertrand. Age fifteen. Born in Grasse, France. Placed into church by local protective authorities at the age of four. Short blonde hair and green eyes. No distinguishable features mentioned in this dossier.

Damn, what am I not seeing?!

"Issei!"

A shrill male voice shouted in my ear. I know that voice.

Section chief Bartolomeo Bonucci.

His pale, Northern European features and tall stature contrast greatly with the dark atmosphere of the room.

Wait, what time is it and exactly how long did I work?

"What time did I work until today?"

I asked as he shook his head.

"It's eleven thirty at night. I suggest you receive some rest. You've been at this since six in the morning today. Come back and look at this with a fresh pair of eyes."

He said, putting a hand on my shoulder.

Alright, he may be right.

"Alright, I'll leave. But I'll be the first one back here in the morning."

I said, getting up from my desk as Chief Bartolomeo chuckled.

"I know you will."

Just another day on the job. Putting in fourteen hours of solid work at headquarters.

Looking back on all of this, it is surprising to me.

It's a little over my seventeenth birthday, four years since I've been doing this. Joined the Church at the age of five, trained at the Academy for the Development of Christian Youth for eight years, and then becoming an exorcist assigned to the Missing Persons division of the Roman Catholic Church. Rather surprising as I thought I'd be assigned the role of a priest, given my choice of spiritual matters over physical ones.

Four years of doing this job changes you. Its tiring, killings after killing mess with your psyche. Being the best exorcist at the age of 17 has people dragging you to corners of the world you didn't even know existed, killing monsters that are too nightmarish to describe and rescuing missing Church personnel, severely affecting your well being.

After this case, I'm thinking about using in all the leave time I've accumulated to treat myself to a nice vacation in Tahiti for a month or two. It is going to be a lot more relaxing this time around as I would have to hunt down and kill a rampaging Nekomata that was terrorizing the local Diocese there.

If only I could finish this case…..

Nothing seems to be making sense so far in this case.

Four holy maidens and one nun.

All around the same age.

Three different continents.

It started with Stilton a month ago, then Perez a week afterwards. Then all within the last week, three holy maidens in Europe get excommunicated and are never afterwards.

It just doesn't make sense.

There has been no evidence of suicide as Command would have known about that as whenever a human died, their souls goes to Heaven or Hell, but regardless, it leaves a noticeable trail that can easily be followed.

So far, no such trails have been found from any of the missing girls.

Nothing links them to each other, except their age, the fact they were excommunicated from the Church, and the fact that they are what might be considered beautiful.

Command has several theories about this. Something is causing these women to be excommunicated, but for what reason? That is one of the theories that I find reasonable, but until concrete evidence comes up, I must proceed as I would with an unknown monster that I encounter.

Observe its movements and distinguish a pattern.

Gather evidence, weaknesses, and strike when it is least expected.

It's not that simple though.

I don't know if I am dealing with anything at all as this might just be a series of cases of fallen maidens going off the radar by joining the Fallen Angels, or something along those lines.

My phone rang on the nightstand near my bed. I turned on my lamp and then answered the phone.

"Chief Bartolomeo, what is it?"

I asked, not really happy that he called me at, let's see, 3:02 am.

"Another girl is missing, miss Jessica Parker of London, England."

He said as I got out of bed.

"Alright, I'll be there shortly."

I said.

"I'll ready the jet for you."

Bartolomeo said before hanging up the phone.

Well, I got three hours of sleep tonight. That's better than what I usually get.

"Issei, you look like hell."

Dai said to me as I arrived to the location where Miss Parker was last seen.

"Nice to see you too, Daisuke. How's this reassignment?"

I asked him.

"Not bad. A lot louder than Nottingham, but it is tolerable."

He said back with a chuckle.

Dai, or his full name, Daisuke Shizuka, is an exorcist operating from the English branch of the Anglican Church. We've met before when I was hunting roving Vampire coven in Northern England as he was assigned to be my partner by local Command around two years ago.

It was tense at first with our conflicting personalities, but we've grown to respect each other. He saved my ass when I was attacked by three Vampires. I've repaid him by saving him from a Vampire that snuck up on him.

We've kept up with each other by email, but other than that, I haven't been in contact with him until now.

"So, you have the file I requested?"

I asked him as he opened up his briefcase. We are currently walking to the local Anglican Church so I can properly sit down and evaluate everything.

"Yep, got everything I could on this Jessica Parker."

He said, handing me a manila colored folder.

"Her dossier, numerous pictures and accounts of her are inside."

He added.

I opened up the folder and looked the dossier on Jessica Parker.

Age 16

Height- Sixty Two inches

Weight- Ninety pounds

Features- Shoulder length black hair, blue eyes, and a small nose. Hair is often placed into a ponytail position.

Her picture indicates everything the dossier says.

"Earth to Issei, we are here."

Daisuke said, shaking my right shoulder.

I was shaken out of my thoughts and the first thing I saw was large wooden doors. We pushed through and I observed the interior of the Church, with the altar being directly across from where I currently stand.

"Nice place you got."

I said to Daisuke, who simply smiled.

"Yes it is. Come, you must be starving, when was the last time you ate?"

He asked me.

I stared down at my watch to get the time.

7:32 am

It has been about twelve hours since I ate. I didn't eat anything on the plane, so my last meal was dinner last night. My stomach is indeed rumbling, so might as well get some food.

All of the sudden, my pants started vibrating, and the tone of Gloria started playing out loud. I've been meaning to change that ringtone for awhile.

I took out the phone, a Blackberry that I purchased to act as a backup phone, should anything happen to my current five year old Church provided phone.

I immediately knew of who called as I only gave this number to one person.

I stared up at Daisuke, who is looking at me with an amused expression.

"You should really change that."

I know.

"I have to take this outside. You know the policy with Command."

I said as he nodded and left.

I walked outside of the Church as the phone continued to ring and vibrate in my hand.

I took the call as I rounded a corner away from the church and put my ear near the phone.

"You managed to get into the system okay?"

I asked.

"Of course, who do you take me for, Heracles? I'm offended."

I smirked when he mentioned Heracles. That muscle junkie is definitely one of the stupidest people I've ever dealt with, and that is saying a lot.

I heard the sound of keys being clicked in the background.

"Anyway, did you find anything of use? Anything that might lead us to the next possible victim?"

I asked him.

"Yes, we've narrowed down the list from many to one. We believe we have found the next victim based on calculations and patterns we've detected."

I knew that using the favor now was the best course of action!

"Well, what is her name?"

"Her name is Asia Argento, a holy maiden that has a rather rare Sacred Gear. She possesses Twilight Healing, a gift said to heal anything."

He said. Very interesting, I shall observe miss Argento to prevent anything from happening to her.

"Thanks Cao Cao, we are even now."

Daisuke Shizuka is an oc that CrimsonBlade11 let me us. He will reappear later on in the story.

I hope you liked this Issei as a detective/exorcist fic. I will finish KOP before updating this and Chronicles of the Satan Civil War.

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Until next time, Skylinemaster out.