A/N: Hey! Faster update! But, I want to say something, as one person said (not naming for the sake of them) they corrected m on my spelling of Boarder. I understand the difference, but I just chose to put that kind of spelling of boarder instead of border. I spell it differently because in the slums (or in my slums, whichever way you put it.), education probably isn't that great, so, in my neat little slums full of gore and death, the spelling of Boarder and Border, is the same thing, just how Light Dwellers isn't a real term. So, please excuse my weird and stupid reason for my spelling, if anyone else was being driven insane by my utter weirdness! So-

Rock: So, she doesn't own Ao No Exorcist, and she forgives you again for her being an idiot and not explaining her spelling.

Me: H-how did y-you know what I was going to s-say?!

Rock: What are you talking about?

Me: B-but you-

Rock: On with the story.

WARNING: This chapter is gruesome, you've been warned.

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Wolf's POV

"Let the games begin then."

I ran out from my hiding spot, and ran into Riko, and instantly felt something cold pressed to my stomach.

'No!'

"You are such a foolish wolf, to be led to your death when we're not even a minute into the game." Riko smiled, and I tried to step back, but her hand was on my back, pushing me close to her, so I wouldn't get away.

I wanted to run, but I was frozen on the spot, wide eyed. I couldn't move. Why couldn't I move? What was going on?

I'm going to die, aren't I?

No, I couldn't. Not now. Not when I haven't seen Laughing Shadows at its peak again. Not when….

Not when I haven't gone up to Rin and said "I'm not afraid of you, Rin. But, what I am afraid of, is me. Please stay by my side, Rin."

No. I wouldn't die.

Bang.

No. Never. I will never die.

Come. Come and try to make me fall.

I dare you.

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Seconds turned to minutes, and I still stood. The gun in Riko's hand started to shake, and a smile appeared on my face. Her's had disappeared the moment she had pulled the trigger.

In the corner of my eye, I saw Riko's eyes widen and blood trickle down the corner of her mouth.

My smile widened.

"Done already? But, only just started the game, what's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" I cooed, an evil and crazed grin spread across my face.

Riko coughed blood out onto my shoulder, the blood dripping down my back.

"You see, Riko, even wolves have claws. You should've known that, dumbass."

Riko's hand stopped shaking, and a smile appeared on her face once more. My smile dropped almost instantly.

Riko jumped back, and my hand ripped back out of her stomach, blood coating the alley in a sheet of crimson. Three more shots were fired, and hit their target, me, landing right next to the first lodged in my side. I ran back, running for any type of cover. I jumped behind a crate and covered my head with my arms as a volley of my bullets came showering down around me. I frantically looked around for any type of weapon.

I set my eyes on a three foot long wooden pole, and a bent metal pipe around the same size. The exact size of a baseball bat. I shook off my jacket, since it didn't look like it would serve any better purpose than this.

I put my jacket on the wooden pole and threw it as far as I could. And my plan worked. Riko shot at the dummy around five times, and from the sound of her gun, she was out of ammo. I lurched forward, grabbing the pipe and circling back around in one swift movement. I wielded the pipe and swung it into her stomach, the same place where I had drove my hand into her torso. Riko bent over the pipe, and coughed out even more blood. I retracted quickly and swung my new favorite toy down onto her head, creating a new wonderful gash on her head. A droplet of red hit my face, and an evil grin was suddenly plastered to my face.

She was right. This was going to be a fun little game, wasn't it?

I started laughing and I punched Riko in the eye, making her smash against the brick wall behind her. I ran up to her and kneed her in the gut and slammed my elbow into the back of her neck, making her eyes roll into the back of her head. I shoved the pipe into the ground, creating a crack in the pavement. My left hand slowly felt its way to her throat, and I held her up in the air, but only barely, so that she could still look into my eyes.

"You thought you could win the game, but a simple trick led to your demise. I'm starting to wonder how you survived this long, without being the walking dead. But, the only thing you did wrong, was the fact that you brought Demon into this. Wrong move, eh?" I smiled.

And one thing was for sure. My smile was not one of a child getting a lollipop.

I reached my right hand up, covered in blood, and took my nails and ran them across her face, making her eyes snap open and widen, as she screamed to her lung's limit. My nails dug up chucks of her cheek, and blood and puss spilled down her face. I grinned. (1)

Riko stopped prying my hand off of her throat and started to punch me in the face, making blood spill down my face from the cuts from her sharp nails. I stood my ground, but it was too late. Riko stopped momentarily, and brought her hand back, nails shining in the moonlight.

She swung. And she hit her mark. My throat. (2)

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It was back to a game of cat and mouse. I was the mouse, she was the cat.

I held my throat with my right hand, trying to keep the bleeding down. In my left, I held my pipe awkwardly, since I was naturally right handed. I tightened my grip on both of the objects in my hands.

In my left, a weapon which could decide my fate from life and death.

In my right, a crimson covered hand holding the one thing that was helping my soul stay in its place.

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I ran from cover to cover. Riko's slow footsteps getting closer and closer, even though I was running, and she walking.

"Fun game this has led to, eh? Shame, isn't it? That the game is going to end?" Riko said.

I gasped for breath. I moved my body and sprinted for the next entrance of another passageway. I turned the corner and jumped back.

It was a dead end.

I ran to the wall and pressed my back to it.

No. I wasn't going to die.

"Shame that the game has to end, ne?" Riko turned the corner, a tired smile on her face, while mine had long disappeared, and now hung an expression of total fear.

"I know that things won't always be like this now. Serpent's right hand men were too tough for death."

I spoke. "….Yeah. It's also a shame that wolves don't have nine lives."

"Game over."

Riko pulled out a knife from her belt, her pink hair blowing in the soft breeze.

Riko lunged, and drove the blade into my collarbone. I gasped out blood and fell to the ground. Blood pooled around me, and a metallic taste filled my mouth. My body hurt. It hurt. No, that was an understatement.

It hurt like bloody fuck. Hell, even that was an understatement.

Riko now stood above me, and I just lay there, defenseless. I saw my pipe in the corner of my eye.

Riko lifted her foot, and pushed the knife deeper into my worn body. I screamed until my lungs hurt, and Riko smirked all the way through it. Once Riko had had her fun, she kicked me in the face, and laughed, walking away, letting me bleed to death.

No.

I wasn't going to die.

Not yet.

I grasped the bent bloody pipe in my right hand, and heaved myself off of the ground. Riko spun around and with the last of my strength, I heaved forward, running with everything I had left. I lifted the pipe, and drove it into her stomach, the same place which I had created with my hand a while ago. I pushed my end of the pipe down, and skewered her. I shoved the pipe up her rib cage, and then pulled it out, blood coating my entire body. Riko fell.

She was dead. Finally. I was alive.

I was alive.

I fell to my knees next to her body, and let out a pitiful laugh. I just kept laughing for what seemed like hours on end, my eyes wide and looking a bit crazed. I didn't care. I was alive. I was alive, and that's all that mattered.

I was going to see the sunrise. I was going to live another day.

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I fell asleep in the filth and blood, next to the corpse which had once held a soul named Riko. When I woke up, the sun was setting. The sky was full of different colors; pink, orange, purple, blue, midnight blue, and red. It was wonderful.

'Funny, isn't it? Once you see death's door right in front of you, do you really notice how twisted life is.' I thought.

"And, old man, I'm still alive." I said, smiling.

I stayed on the ground for a few moments more, and then heaved my bloody and broken body up, using the bent pipe as a short walking stick. I had no idea where I was, so I wandered the cold alleys and pathways. I felt like I was going in circles, but I listened to my instinct, and followed the path my legs wanted to follow. I turned corners of buildings in which I was unfamiliar with. And I walked paths which hadn't been stepped on for what seemed ages. Only long after dark did I look up to see Laughing Shadows base. I let my feet slip out from under me, and I fell to the hard ground, knowing that I'd be ok now, and that I was out of harm's way.

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Shiemi's POV (3)

I lay awake in room 2213. I couldn't sleep with all of the unfamiliar surroundings. The gunshots outside the window blared inside my head. I didn't like it.

I wanted to be back in True Cross, with my flowers. But, Rin was here. And I couldn't leave him here, not when he was in danger, and when I would be safe. He was going to fight one of the most dangerous gangs, and I would be in my bed. I couldn't betray Rin like that, especially when Rin had done so much for me.

I heard a gunshot close by, and I shot out of bed. I didn't want to be here.

My grandmother's garden. It was safe. It was bright. It was colorful.

Here, everything was dark; black, gray, and brown. And Crimson. No one could forget the shade of red which covered almost every inch of this place. This wasn't True Cross. No one was watching, no one would tell us what we were doing was wrong. It was frightening, but if Rin was here, then I would be too.

I couldn't- I wouldn't betray him. I got out of bed, and walked silently to the window, and saw a body. Long hair spread about it, lying on its back, covered in crimson. Something seemed off. I looked closer to see a pair of combat boots, which seemed familiar.

Wolf.

I hurried away, and ran down the stairs, rushing to the first floor. I reached the huge doors which led to the outside, but I hesitated. I couldn't go outside. Rin had told us not to. I-

But Wolf was in trouble. I had to help her.

I heaved the thick door open, my arms shaking. I took Nii-Chan in my hands, and ran around the bend. Wolf was still there, unconscious. I heaved Wolf onto her back, and gasped at the damage. Wolf had several cuts and bruises all over her face, and a deep gash over her throat. A knife was dug deep into the collarbone, her skin touching the hilt. Scrapes, cuts, and bruises covered her entire body, and four bullet holes were lodged into her side (4).

"Nii-Chan!" I said, wanting something for the bullet wounds. (5)

Nii-Chan jumped up and aloe sprouted from its stomach. I grabbed a few leaves at a time and set to work healing Wolf. I covered every important wound in time, but the knife was still in her collarbone. I didn't want to move it, but, if I didn't, she would die. I pressed my hands onto the hilt, and swallowed deeply. I didn't want to do this.

I bit my lip and held my breath. I slowly pulled out the knife, warm blood dripping from the blade as I concentrated on the task at hand.

I quickly covered the wound and stared like an idiot. It was the only thing I could do.

It was dangerous to move the body, and even if it was dangerous, I didn't have the strength.

'The others could probably do it.' I thought.

I shook my head to rid the thought.

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After hours of sitting, I still waited. The night was still pitch dark, and everything was quiet.

A moan pierced the night.

I looked down quickly to Wolf, her eyes fluttering open. She slowly looked around, and then set her eyes on me, and instantly glared. I bit my bottom lip in return. But I did not back down.

I stayed.

Wolf didn't give up. She just kept glaring. She just glared at me, as if I was going to hurt her. She glared at me as I watched her in her weakest form. But, she didn't move. She didn't even flex a muscle. She rarely blinked.

Her blinking was the only thing that told me that she was alive.

Her breathing had almost stopped. Or so it seemed. When I would look closer, her chest only moved a bit, and would slowly cave in while she silently exhaled. But no matter what, she kept glaring.

I summoned my courage and spoke. "W-why do you hate me?" I just wanted to know.

I looked at the ground, not able to meet her eyes any longer.

"Why don't you hate me?" Was her answer.

My eyes widened in shock. How could I hate her? She hadn't done anything wrong, she was just surviving.

"B-but why would you think that?! You're a nice person! You'r-"

"A monster." She finished, but that was the opposite of what I was going to say. "Do you know why and how I became like this? All bloody and broken? It's because I killed someone. She was my age. She paid the price. Do you know what I did to her? I shoved a pipe into her stomach and drove it through her ribcage. Did you know? That I was grinning as I tried to kill her. How could you know? I tried to kill you as well. Do you know why? You don't belong here, go home." She closed her eyes. She meant what she said.

Two words repeated in my head over and over and over again.

'Go Home.'

I stayed. A shadow over my eyes and my head bent. I just stayed were I was. Not moving. I trembled a little bit.

I didn't like it. I didn't like being hated. But, I had never wronged her, not that I remember.

Wait.

I did.

In the beginning.

"I'm sorry." I muttered.

Wolf looked my way and looked shocked.

"I'm sorry." I said this a bit louder, wanting to be heard, yet not be heard. I didn't know why.

"I'm sorry, that I did something bad. I'm sorry, that we trespassed without you permission! I'm sorry!" I bowed, Wolf staring at me wide eyed.

I heard Wolf move, and I flinched. I looked up to apologize, to see her hand close to my head.

She was just trying to say that she was sorry. She just wanted to pat my head. She was trying to be nice.

And I thought she was going to hurt me.

I was wrong.

Wolf slid her hand back, and placed it over her head. She waited before saying anything.

I was just shocked on what I had done.

"Do you know why I was named Wolf?"

"N-no."

"It's because Serpent believed that I was a wolf in my past life. But, I wonder, that if Demon was a demon. He's half now, so, what was he then? Or was he nothing? What will he be reincarnated? Another demon? Or a human?"

I sat back up and smiled. "Rin will be Rin."

"…yeah."

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The ice had been broken around an hour ago. And we were reaching the topic which I didn't want to go into.

"So, did you pass Rock's second part of the test?" Wolf asked.

She had been moved into a sitting position once she was well enough to move a bit and the bleeding had stopped.

"No. We failed. We didn't know-"

"You didn't know that the second part of the test was the exact same as the first part?"

I nodded with a small cute grunt, and Wolf laughed.

"Yep, that's Rock for ya'. He likes to catch people at their weakest. Or, instead of catch, it's more like crush. For the first part of the test, all you had to do was try and not give up. In the second part, you had to stay at a certain level, in order to pass. But, there is always something different about one of the two tests. The key is finding it and figuring it out, then you can pass with ease. Look at Rock, he's a lanky guy, not a muscle in him compared to Crow! But, that's the point. Be the opposite of what the opponent expects. You didn't get a single word I said, did you?" Wolf asked, her face blank.

"Nope, not a bit." I said, practically seeing smoke rising from my head.

Wolf smiled, but when I looked down the alley, I could see Wolf's serious face in the corner of my eye.

She was watching me. Planning out every little thing with her newly gathered information.

For some reason, I had the feeling that things didn't go as planned.

Not for Wolf.

Not for us.

Not for Rin.

And definitely, not for fate.

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A/N: Ooooooooooh. Cliffy.

Yep. Ending it there. But, be happy! This chapter is waaaaay longer than the others! Plus, I updated faster than usual!

Anyways:

(1) Ok! For the fight, I was literally going 'Ew. Ew. Ew.' Why? Because, it's not very smart for a girl, who hates the sight of blood, writing about a bloody fight, making it as bloody as she could for her fans. Yep. Not smart. And, I WAS NOT grinning!

(2) You have no idea how badly I wanted to end it there! I was dying to! But, I couldn't, because it would be the shortest chapter in history.

(3) Ok, seriously! Don't bitch to me how bad my Shiemi POV was! I know it was horrid, but, I just could grasp her character in her POV! If it was normal, I would have done better, but, I hadn't done a Shiemi POV yet, so, I tried my luck. And, I promise never to do her POV again, just normal POV for her. I promise!

(4) Once again! I had to reread my ENTIRE fight scene and for a person who hates blood, it didn't work out so well. Plus, I wanted to make the bullets go to the stomach, but no matter how strong, humans can't survive that harsh treatment, even if I wanted to.

(5) Just telling, but I have NO medical vocabulary and I didn't feel like going onto Google and looking it up. So, I used the famous Aloe plant from Ao No Exorcist….Damn…now I want to rewatch the series again…..damn.

So, that's it for notes! Oh, and I want to say thank you for 4,000 views! OMG! I feel loved by random strangers!

Ok, just to tell you, but I still need feedback on my poll. I need more votes to know the outcome! So far, Rin is winning. And for my contest, which is still on, Rin is winning as well! Oh yeah! I like Rin. But, for the contest, only one person sent in their opinion. So…

I WANT TWO THINGS FOR THANKSGIVING, OK!

I WANT MORE POLL VOTES

I WANT MORE CONTEST RESULTS (well, it's just for fun, but I still want to see the outcome. Plus, they'll get more love in the story. Sooooo, if you're a Yukio fan, then more Yukio! If you're a Rock fan, who is a telepath and can follow you without knowing, then there will be more Rock! If you're a Rin fan…well, this fanfic is based on him, so, there will obviously be more Rin!

Why? Because, I want to. I'm special that way. And, if you added an ED to the end of special. Not funny.

Thanks for reading! R&R! :3