I am back with another chapter(small applause)! I am suffering from writer's block. As in I don't know how to continue it. I have a beginning and an end, but the middle is a little tricky. Sorry for killing off Crowley for all you vampire lovers, but he was the one that had to go.

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Act 3:Duas-Ors

"Come with us, and you will find rest. Go with us, and you will find happiness. Walk with us, and you will find joy. Run with us, and you will find your heart's desire." The dream suddenly ended. Lucis put a hand to head, thinking about what the dream meant. This didn't last very long, however, and he quickly fell back asleep.

When the sun rose, Lucis was rising with it. He had already been to the cafeteria for breakfast, and was now reading a book on codes and such other things that he may or may not use. Still, he thought, just in case I need to write a letter. If the others had heard was he was thinking and had seen what he was reading, they would had laughed and bellowed. Questions like, "An exorcist doesn't need to know that, does he?" and " Do you think he is practicing on writing a love letter?" But, since they did not hear his thoughts or see what he was reading, they did not ask the aforesaid question.

One person, however, did come with a question that was actually a command put in nice tone. Lenalee appeared from nowhere(it must have been those boots) and asked Lucis if he could come to Komui's office. Of course he accepted. He did not want to be dragged down the halls to that wretched man's office. He would rather walk there himself.

As they walked through the door, a unearthly sound could be heard. The door opened more. Lucis found that it was none other than the snoring of the famed supervisor of the European branch, Komui! Lenalee walked over to him. She gently shoved him and said, "Wake up brother, Lucis is here now." When this tactic didn't work, she began using dirtier and dirtier tricks. When she had but one last resort, she hesitated, then used it anyway. "Dear brother, I am going to be married today. Wake up, your my husband's best man!" Komui went into convulsions. "DEAR SWEET LENALEE!!!! DON'T FALL FOR THIS PHEASANT MAN!!! STAY WITH ME!!!!!!" When he saw that he was tricked, he quickly settled down and acted as if the outburst had never happened.

"Lucis," he began." we have another mission for you. There have been reports of strange activities in Spain. We have reason to believe that it is innocence."

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Lucis was riding in the best train car that could be provided. Along with a finder named Boris, he was going to the capital of Spain, Madrid. The reports were that strange apparitions were appearing all over the city. HQ deduced that if these were innocence related, than the innocence could probably produce life-like illusions.

Lucis had nothing to do to pass the time, so he began a conversation with his finder, Boris. "From your name, I am guessing you are from Russia or a surrounding country. Am I correct." Boris simply nodded. " Was the country land beautiful?" Another nod. " Do you miss it?" Boris smiled a small smile. In a true, rugged voice "My country is full of rugged beauty. The air is so robust. The grass is so much greener. The mountains, so much mightier. It is my second home."

The young exorcist looked confused. "Your second home? What is your first?" The man smiled a broader smile than before. "The Order is my first home. When I left Russia, I left so I could become a servant to the exorcists who saved my village. It was the least I could do."

The two servants of the Black Order began to talk quite a lot. When they finally reached their destination, they were on good terms with each other. In Madrid, they quietly checked into a nearby hotel, had their luggage taken up, and went into the town to start searching for leads. The bar was the first stop; alcohol and a jolly mood will make anyone spill their secrets. And that is exactly what happened. A nearby man who had had a little bit to much to drink was talking about the apparitions that kept happening around the city. "I say that these spirits are coming from the theater next to the graveyard. It's bad luck building a place like that next to the resting place of those that are dead." The drunk let out a laugh. "Everybody knowns that the spirits are coming from the antique shop down the road! That stupid mirror that Diego keeps in his shop makes them. I've seem them myself!"

Of course no one was taking the man seriously, except for the two people on the outside of the group wearing uniforms. Lucis inched closer to the man. "And what is the name of this shop keeper?" asked the exorcist. The man looked at him. "It'll cost you a (hiccup) nother drink." The man may be drunk, but he knew how to bargain still. Since Lucis was too young to order, Boris did it for him.

When the intoxicating substances arrived, the man drank it up, the replied to Lucis, "The man's name is Raphael Diego Martinez, but everyone 'round here just calls him..."The man, in his drunkenness, had to slow down for a minute," Diego" The man drank some more, than slammed his cup down. He got out of his chair, then fell to the floor, his legs numb from the drinks. Lucis moved towards him, but Boris shook his head. "He is only drunk. Just leave him alone. He will wake up soon."

The duo left the bar and headed towards the antique shop owned by the man named Diego

After many trial-and-error stops into shops, they came upon a shop named Oxidado Espada, the rusty sword. They walked through the door. The expected ring of the bell on the entrance jingled. "Ahhh...Bienvenida hasta my ir de compras. Cómo lata Socorro usted?" Welcome to my shop. How can I help you?

Lucis used the little Spanish he knew to communicate. " No comprende Espanol." The man smiled. "My English isn't to good, but it will be enough. Do you men need help?" Lucis nodded. "A man said your mirror shows ghost. Is that true?" Diego turned white as a sheet. "...Come with me to the back."

The exorcist and finder followed the shopkeeper to the back of his store. "I just bought the mirror a month ago. That is when it began doing strange things." They walked up to a large, covered object. Diego pulled back the drape, revealing a beautiful Venetian mirror. "This mirror is supposed to be very old. At night, a weird thing shows up in the surface of it. One night it was a white cat. The next night it was a white knife. Night after night, strange things appeared in the mirror, then popped out. One time, when I got the nerve to, I actually touched something that came out. A ghostly white ribbon streamed out of the mirror face. I reached out for it and touched it! Then it vanished. Whatever this is, it is not of this world." Lucis looked into the clear depths. "I don't see anything." "That's because it only works at night." The shopkeeper couldn't figure out what these two men were up to." Who did you say you were again?" Lucis looked at the man. "I am Lucis Pars of the Black Order, an exorcist. This is Boris Yelskin. He is a finder in the Black Order." Diego nodded absently. "Why are you two here?" Lucis wondered if he should tell the man the truth. He deduced that it shouldn't matter.

"We are here to investigate this paranormal incident. Your mirror may be made of something called innocence." The man looked puzzled. "What is this innocence you talk of?" asked the confused man. Lucis smiled. "It is a weapon, used to fight against those that are evil." The man shook his head. "I don't really understand, but you are welcome to stay here tonight to investigate this mirror. Until darkness falls, however, you will want to keep yourselves entertained. Tonight is a big night in town. A traveling circus is coming here. There will be exciting stunts, weird tricks, and grotesque side-shows. These people came all the way from the Americas! I have seen their show myself. I must say that I recommend it." Lucis nodded. "Thank you for your suggestion. We might just go there later."

Lucis had intended to go, but not to the circus. Madrid was a beautiful city, known for its history. Lucis intended to go to the museum He told Boris that, if he wished, he could go to the circus. The big man nodded his thanks and started to walk in the direction that Diego had pointed him to. Lucis had asked Diego earlier which way the historical district was, so he was well on his way.

On this particular night, fireworks were going off in the historical part of the city. The young exorcist found a bench and sat down. An elderly couple passed by. Lucis stood to give them his seat. Instead, he had a giant gun barrel shoved into his face. "Die exorcist!" The two akuma began firing erratically. Lucis had managed to dodge and yell to the people milling about to run.

The exorcist turned towards the monsters. His innocence was already in his hand. "Judgment style: Cleansing; Trying fires!" Flames spouted out of the holy text. One of the akuma managed to evade it, but the other one was caught in the sacred fire. It screams were loud and filled with torment.

"Judgment style: Patriarch; Abraham's sacrifice!" A thousand daggers appeared around the monstrosity, then lunged at the akuma. It blew up after being stabbed thousands of times.

Lucis looked around. Dozens of other people were transforming. "Six...fourteen...twenty!"

Lucis shook his head. He turned to the back of his Bible. "Judgment style: revelation; seven flames!"

Seven little balls of fire formed in a circle around the exorcist. The balls flew towards the akuma. A few managed to avoid them, but most of them died. A lone figure stood on the rooftops a few yards away, waiting for the last level 1 akuma to die.

"Judgment style: Patriarch; Abraham's sacrifice!" A thousand daggers appeared around the remaining akuma, impaling and killing them. Lucis shut his innocence. Laughter could be heard. "Good job exorcist. You defeated those level 1's easily, but what about me?" A tall figure jumped down from the rooftops. It was wearing a tragedy and comedy mask combo; one half was laughing, the other was crying. It had thin gangly arms and long ugly legs. It's torso was also small and long. Strips were going across it's entire body. "Hehehehe...keep up." The thing extended its arms like they were made of rubber, catching Lucis in the arm. "Argghh!" He flew backwards, hitting a stone wall. The level 2 akuma sped towards his prey unaware of the words coming from the boy.

"Judgment style: God's wrath; Sodom's brimstone!" Burning sulfer shot towards the akuma. It avoided it easily. "You'll have to do better than that!" The akuma grabbed Lucis' collar and threw him across the plaza. He crashed into another stone wall. "UGHHHH!!" Lucis took a few seconds to recover, but that would be enough. "Judgment style: The kings; David's sword!" The young exorcist's innocence transformed into a rapier. "I will have to fight harder against you, won't I?" The akuma leered at the boy with his grotesque face. "You still can't beat me!!!"

Lucis was already beneath the akuma, lunging his sword towards its throat. "Woah!" It did some back flips to avoid it. "You're pretty fast, but not fast enough!" The akuma rammed its hand into the ground. A few seconds later, it erupted from the ground, making Lucis feint to the right.

The exorcist was by the akuma's side in moments. "May you find peace." Lucis brought his sword down upon the akuma's head. The monster blew up, sending smoke every where.

Lucis scanned the area to see if there were anymore left to exorcise. All he did see was stunned townspeople. He announced that everything was taken care of, then limped back to the shop. When he arrived at the shop, Diego greeted him with wide eyes. "What happened to you, senor?" "I got into a fight with an overzealous man." He had told part of the truth. "Is Boris back yet?" Diego nodded. "He arrived a few minutes before you. He should be upstairs preparing your room." Lucis looked at the man. "We will gladly pay you for your services." The shopkeeper shook his head. "You may stay for free if you rid me of that infernal mirror." Lucis nodded his thanks and went inside. On his way up the stairs, Lucis ran into Boris. The big Russian raised an eyebrow. "What happened to you?" Lucis smiled. "Diego just asked me the same thing. I got in a fight with an akuma. He thinks that it was an overzealous man, so don't let him think any differently, ok?" Boris nodded his understanding.

"Since akuma are here, we can assume that the mirror is indeed innocence, but we need to investigate further to make sure." Boris once again nodded.

The sun was setting as Lucis and his finder made their way down the stairs to Diego's basement.

They stayed down there for a good hour or two, waiting for some unnatural phenomenon to happen. And it soon did. A mist appeared on the mirror, then a ball appeared in it. It came out of the mirror like a ghost, coming from it silently. It hit the ground, not making a sound like a normal ball would. Boris put his hand out to touch it. His hand went straight through it. The ball disappeared in an eerie mist, slowly floating to the ground. Then, it was over. The mirror looked normal, the mist was gone, and the room was still quiet.

Lucis looked at it, then touched it. A jolt went through him like lightning. His memories came to his mind's eye. He felt like they were being duplicated. It suddenly stopped and the mirror glowed. A man appeared on the surface, bearing a resemblance to Lucis. The exorcist gasped, recognizing the spectral person. The arm extended from the mirror, followed by the rest of the body. "Judgement style; righteous sword!" He lunged at the mirror, shattering it into many places. The image went away instantly. Lucis was catching his breath, slowly regaining his composure. He cleared his throat. "Boris, please gather the pieces of the mirror while I go upstairs and talk to Diego about that mirror." He turned and walked up the stairs quietly.

Diego was coming downstairs to investigate the noise. He met Lucis on the stairs." What was that?" Lucis shook his head."It was nothing. We accidentally hit the chair it was on, so it fell and broke. We can still have it right?" Diego shook his head. "Why would you want it after it was broken?" Lucis shook his head. "It is something called innocence, a weapon given to us by God to fight against evil. Do you understand?" The shopkeeper shook his head no. "Well, we will be leaving tomorrow. Thank you for your assistance." Lucis held out his hand to be shaken. Diego shook it with gusto. Lucis went up to his bed and prepared to go to sleep. Boris was up there soon after. He slept his finder's uniform.

Lucis crept into bed, but he couldn't sleep. He was still trying to figure out the innocence's powers. It could create an illusion based on memories of the person who touched it. "What a useful power." he said silently to himself before drifting off to a fitful sleep.

He awoke at dawn. Boris was awake and preparing the luggage. Lucis' uniform was sitting on a nearby chair, ready to be worn. The exorcist arose from his bed and took his uniform to the restroom and got ready to leave. Diego wasn't up yet, so Lucis left a note. The duo left the house walked to the train station. The trip home would be a long one, but he could talk to Boris, so it wouldn't be to bad.

He settled into his seat, ready for the journey ahead. He looked at the sun that was just rising above the horizon. Lucis was wondering what the future would bring, but he knew that whatever it was, he would embrace it.

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Ok readers. Sorry about the wait, but as I said before, I had writer's block. Ok now I need at least three reviews before I can keep going, or my muse will die.