I might call Lavi Levi sometimes, I get his name mixed up.

Lavi's P.O.V

A woman with long black hair and red colored contacts walked up to me. "Hello, father." she smiled. "Am I a bad person?" she asked, then showed her fangs.

"First off, miss." I smiled. "I am an exorcist, not a priest." I slowly reached in my coat to grab my innocence. "Vampires are monsters, Akuma, they need to perish." I quickly swung the hammer at her. A boy, maybe a few years younger than I was, intervened immediately. He grabbed the hammer with his hand. His grip surprised me.

"Come on." he insisted. "She was just being stupid."

"I just bought you those gloves!" She yelled, his glove that touched my hammer sizzled off and a weird red hand showed.

"Hmmm?" I asked, noticing the green cross in the middle.

"I am no Akuma." The boy frowned at me.

"Are you an exorcist? You have a green cross on your hand." I asked. The boy had white hair, and a weird star above his eye, it looked like it was scratched by an actual Akuma! Not vampire Akuma, real Akuma, the one's made from dead loved ones.

"Lavi, right?" The boy smiled, holding up the on of my gloves. "Well, Lavi, I think your mistaken, this isn't a cross, it is a stigma, but I do have innocence." The boy laughed, then got depressed very suddenly. "It's all your fault!" he screamed, and lashed at me. I blocked and fought back. I grabbed his collar.

"Fight with us." I insisted.

"Bitch no." he laughed. "Excuse my bad grammar, I meant to say 'hell no'."

At this I laughed, he was a weird one, obviously a vampire. "How about this." I coaxed. "I'll tell you more about your kind they is top secret to the council." I smiled, trying to sound confident, like I knew more than he did. The girl looked hopeful, like I was telling the truth, but the boy was both skeptical AND suspicious. "Wow." I went on. "Learn to trust a guy." I laughed.

"Maybe one day." I heard him say, only I didn't see him in front of me, his voice was behind me.

I turned to stop his attack, but it was too late. I had blacked out.

XxX

"-up. Wake up. Wake up!" I heard as a sound echoed around me and a pain spread throughout my left cheek.

"Ow!" I tried to rub my cheek, but my hands were tied over my head. Smart. I thought.

A movement caught my eye. A woman sneered sneered at me.

"Oh I apologize, this is Marceline, the council president's daughter. She wants to know what secrets you know."

Normal P.O.V

At first, Lavi said nothing, she was the same woman who foolishly mistook him for a priest!

Celty smiled at Allen, she was pretending to be Marceline, and get answers.

"No way." she heard. She looked skeptically at Lavi.

"Now why no?" she pouted, throwing in a hint of a smirk, but it was mostly a pout. Try to make the facial expression I just described Celty doing/did. Then comment on if it was hard to mimic the expression and why, please.

XxX(This will show a change in time or scenery)

Allen stood guard at the door, letting Celty do the work, he had dragged Lavi into the blocked off room, he didn't want anyone finding them. But Lavi was being unreasonable.

"Lavi." he walked toward the stubborn exorcist. As he studied the exorcist, there were bruises from punches Celty had thrown. "Look," he sighed. "Lavi. Just tell us. This resolve of yours wont last if I have to help." Allen stared straight into Lavi's eyes.

It was then, Lavi noticed the difference in the boy's eyes. The cursed eye was definitely left by an Akuma, but the other one….if it was held up to the light, Lavi was sure it would turn gold instead of grey.

XxX

"Come on, Marceline!" The council president's wife, Josie yelled at her daughter. "I can smell the damn turkey!" She complained, stomach growling. By turkey, she meant the humans. Or to be more specific, townspeople.

Marceline ignored her mother and focused on Allen. She liked Allen. He had nice, strong muscles and probably very, very nice tasting blood. Even though he was a vampire, it was illegal to drink another's vampire blood without consent. Like it is with…Wait for it……..sex. If you don't have consent, it's considered rape, and illegal.

She slowly looked away at her babbling mother. "I wonder where he is now.." She whispered to herself. But Josie stopped complaining.

She looked her in the eye and scowled. "If you want Allen, just force your dad to force him to date you." she smiled wickedly.

"But I want Allen to fall for me, whether it's my voice, body, or even personality." Marceline dreaded. She knew Allen didn't like her, but somehow, she'd get him.

"Then he'll never love you." Josie cut in coldly. "Not the way you are."

"Yeah." Marceline doubted it.

But then Josie's tone changed to respect. "He's a gentlemen."

Marceline had never heard her mother sound so respectful, not even when the most respected man/vampire in all of the world shook her hand. Her mom broke her out of her thoughts when she whispered something that sent weird chills down her back.

"He's special." she smiled, and licked her lips.

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