Authors note!

rini24; so I assume you know who her dad is then? Haha, I was surprised more people havent figured it out yet, good job! And I am planning a comical scene where they run into him...that'll be too much fun to write!

sorry this chapters so short...major writers block! (and I might have become addicted to Full Metal Alchemist...that explains the delay!)

Anyways, happy fight scenes in this chapter! Please review! Maybe?

-BeingWhoIWishIWas


One of the akuma spits some pink fire-exploding stuff from its mouth, and the glass shatters throughout the store, I squeeze my eyes shut, throwing my arms out in front of me, effectively blocking the flame, I glance over at Allen; his arm shielded him and the two others. He whips his arm back, dispelling the rest of the pink fire. Lenalee springs into action, quite literally, while Allen and I slash akuma until they explode, not too difficult.

A pumpkin-headed akuma's arm stretches towards Miranda and Allen's arms flies towards it, but I beat him to it, seizing Pumpkin-Head's arm in my razor-like fingers and dig into it's flesh before throwing it to Allen, who basically bats against the wall like an annoying bug. Lenalee jumps and dodges some deadly-looking blades on a metal akuma, falling back to protect Miranda. One of the Akuma attempts to smash Allen at the same time that Pumpkin head lurches towards me, it's face screwed up in malicious delight.

My eyes narrow into a wickedly fierce glare as I sidestep Pumpkin-Head's outstretched arms, making his momenum go flying forwards; causing him to crash into Blue-Face (who by the way, failed at smashing Allen yet again) Allen says something (is he talking to his arms?! Is that normal for exorcists from the Order to do stuff like that? Or am I the crazy one in this place?) and his claw-like anti-akuma weapon transforms into a laser-shooting gun. Not bad. Oh, yeah, did I mention the bit where he actually shoots it at the tangled up akuma? (Not before giving me a puzzled look at why I was staring at him. What? A girl can't admire a good weapon? He better not be thinking I was staring at him...after all, not all girls are damsels in distress, though I'm not sure how he could think that at the moment considering he's fighting alongside Lenalee and myself...hmph.)

Pumpkin-Head then targets Miranda and Lenalee, but Lenalee's out the window before he can grab them. Miranda yells something about abandoning us or something like that, which I only barely register as important; it's a nice thought but I don't doubt that Allen and I will survive just fine.

And then Pumpkin-Head screeches better than any banshee I've run into and I struggle with the urge to cover my ears (when your arms are literally blades at the moment...you can see how this might be problematic?) I sprint out of the sound waves path, with Allen on my tail. I grit my teeth together as Razor-arms comes hurtling towards us. I duck under and Allen jumps above them. I feel a hot, sticky liquid run down my left arm. I glance at my upper arm; not too deep or particularly painful, it must have just entered at a funny angle and is bleeding like crazy. Brilliant, one more thing to worry about. I sigh, frustrated but jump up before a certain akuma can have the honor of killing me; I've never really wanted to be beheaded, thanks very much.

I land on my toes and take off in a charge towards Razor-Arms, only to be knocked aside by Blue-face smashing into me. I kick off from the akuma's chest and rocket out of reach, but not before something sharp catches on my leg, tearing a long gash down my shin. I curse and land on the ground awkwardly before rolling out of the way of two large blue fists crashing on the ground. Hot blood runs down my leg, stinging and searing as I get up. I finally stand, favoring my right leg.

"Kira!" Allen hollers, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm OK. Don't worry 'bout it." I yell over the chaos, slashing with my claws and blade of an arm. I'm fairly sure that he doesn't believe me, but he turns and keeps fighting anyways.

The blue-skinned akuma snarls and I narrowly miss being crushed (yet again) I end up close to Allen, "You doing alright?" I ask him.

"Yeah, but we better get out of here soon, or that gash might get worse." Allen says refferring the large, jagged cut on my calf.

"No, I'm fine." I say, forcing my the tremor out of my voice; no way am I going to be the reason we let three akuma run around the town. Besides,it's not so bad, "No need to fuss."

Allen raises and eyebrow but nods.

Suddenly,the akuma make an odd face, surprised and then they flee, leaving us to wonder what the heck just happened.

"Has that ever happened to you before?" I ask Allen, momentarily forgetting my slashed leg and ruined boot.

"Uh, no." Allen replies, "But we better go find Lenalee and Miranda."

"Yeah." I reply grimly, "Keep your eyes peeled; the fact that the akuma fled is really bothering me. Some one powerful's here, maybe even he Earl himself."

Allen nods and turns his eyes towards the gloomy streets of the town, and we begin searching for Lenalee and Miranda; perhaps the newest accomadator.

A thought strikes me; if I continue to help Allen and Lenalee, they're bound to have to mention me to someone in the Order, and I might be dragged into working with or for the Order, risking a chance meeting with Dad. I grind my teeth together and decide that it's a risk I'm willing to take; Allen and Lenalee might become the first friends I've had in years. And one day I'll have to see Dad again, face to face. After this many yearsmy luck is sure to run out soon.