A/N: Well, here's the new chapter! Again, I only own Charles, Leigh, and Leigh's weapons.

"What's going on here?" I asked as the flames on Serena vanished and the Naberius they were fighting died.

Serena was in shock. "It's not what you think…" she looked for the right words.

"Serena, do you have any idea what you just did? The Vatican probably has spies all over the place. They're so paranoid. You might as well have just yelled 'I'm a demon!' at them." She looked kind of scared. "Please. It's not like I'm going to tell anyone. I'm keeping my own secrets from them."

"Like what?" asked one of the other ExWires named Rayne who was new here.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm actually surprised that Serena didn't sense this sooner, but I have an angel sword." All three of their faces changed from shocked to 'you've got to be kidding me.' "I'm not joking. See?" I took out the dagger that I designated as the one I would turn into the sword and said the first two lines of the Prayer to St. Michael over it. Once more, it turned into a golden sword. After a little bit, I willed it to return to its normal black dagger form. "But I don't like using it all that much. I don't want to depend on the power of the sword."

Serena put up her typical 'Izumo impression' as I liked to call it. In other words, being a snobby, heinous, bitch. "Where were you coming from, anyway?"

"My brother's apartment. He just moved here and I was helping him get some of the furniture in place. Plus, he got me some sweet new weapons that he made himself. He works at the Dragoon Laboratory." I pointed at the duffel bag and the new sword on my hip.

"What kinds of weapons?" Megumi asked. I almost never heard her speak, so I was mildly surprised.

"Four sets of throwing knives, two pistols, which I probably won't use, a dagger which he thought up himself, this sword, and two slow-pitch softball bats."

"Softball bats?" they all seemed confused about the last item on the list.

"Yeah. You'd be surprised at how good of weapons they make, especially when fighting hobgoblins. I took out, like, 10 nests with a good softball bat. Well, we have to get going. Remember, combat classes for Knights and Dragoons start tomorrow."

We headed off, Megumi in awkward conversation with Rayne, and me with Serena. "So, you and Rin, huh?" I started in English.

She stiffened a little. "I don't know what you mean by that."

I rolled my eyes. "I can tell you've been crushing on Rin. You've been doing a good job of hiding it, though. The thing that told me that you and him will end up going out is how hard he's been crushing on you."

"Kinda like you and Ryuji."

I almost stopped. "What?"

"I could tell you liked him, but you hide it pretty well. Ryuji, on the other hand, can't stop staring at you."

"You won't tell anyone, will you?" we were almost at the girls' dorm.

"Please. Would I? You're keeping the fact that I'm half-demon a secret, plus you're keeping the fact that I like Rin a secret. I won't tell anyone about you and Ryuji, but you really have to do a better job of hiding it around Shima. He has a sixth sense about these things."

"He only has that sixth sense because some part of him knows he'll never get laid, so he can sense other people's relationships." We laughed the whole way back to the dorm, making jokes about the great perv known as Renzou Shima.

When we reached the dorm, she stopped and sobered. "I don't know what you're hiding, but I can sense more angel on you than that sword you have. I won't tell anyone, but I will find out what's so different about you."

When I made it back to my dorm room, I chuckled quietly. You'll never find out about me, Daughter of Serenity.

XXXXX

The next day, Muki, Imi, Serena, Rayne, Raan, Hotaru, Hirotaka (who still looked pretty beat up), Rin, Ryuji, and I were at cram school. The Tamers and Arias had off because they didn't have to go through combat training. I put two sets of throwing knives, one gun, and my new dagger in my Bayside bag, and the sword on my hip. I noticed that I was the only one who brought her own sword, probably because when everybody else unsheathes theirs, all kinds of freaky happen. In fact, I was the only one who brought a weapon. I silently blessed the fact that I put some of my blood in the tiny compartment of the dagger. I had a feeling I would need it.

The Mole cleared his throat, signifying that class was beginning. "Today, we will be training you all to use your respective weapons. I will be on a mission for the rest of the day. All of you will be with our guest teacher who works at the Dragoon Laboratory to get you equipped with your own weapons and show you how to use them. I expect you to treat him with courtesy, because even though he is not an exorcist, he is still important to us." He walked off to go on his mission and in walked the guest teacher. He was a fit man, in his mid-twenties, with blond hair, blue eyes, and a familiar piercing in his left ear.

"Chuck?" I asked with surprise. Muki checked him out again as I rolled my eyes at her.

"You know him?"Asked Ryuji.

Rin elbowed him. "That's her brother. He came in last night."

Ryuji looked him up and down. "I see the resemblance."

It was true. Apart from the different hair and eye color, we were almost twins of each other, apart from the gender difference. We had the same face, thick curly hair, and the build that didn't resemble anyone else in our family: long legs and short torsos. We even had the same hands: small palms in comparison to our long, thin fingers. Anyone could tell we were related.

He spoke up. "Well, as Miss Smith so kindly pointed out, my name is Charles Smith, but I don't like formalities. They make me feel old. So, you can call me Charles, or as Miss Smith calls me, Chuck. Let me get you all weapons as specified by your teachers. Muki Yuka," he read off a paper as he gave her a staff with a sword on top of it. "Imi Suru," he received two whips. "Serena Hayatashi," she received a katana. "Rayne Winterburn," she received two guns. "Raan Umieto," he received a few daggers, but I could tell they weren't like the one he gave me last night. "Hotaru Kagami," she received two guns and a dagger. "Hirotaka Akino," he received two katanas. "Rin Okumura," he received a katana, also. "And Ryuji Suguro." He received a gun, which was the last weapon in the bag he was carrying.

"What about Leigh?" Ryuji asked.

He waved a hand dismissively. "She helped me unpack last night, and I have her weapons then."

Hirotaka asked, "Do you know her?"

My brother gave a crooked smile, "Couldn't you tell by the resemblance and same surname? She's my little sister."

I couldn't help but say, "A little sister who could kick your ass."

He grinned. "Thank you for volunteering, Nick." He put up a target about 10 yards away. "Do you have your throwing knives?" I nodded. "Use one set for target practice."

I opened my bag and took out a set. Under further inspection, I noticed that they were black with a red pattern on each. He must have made them himself. I carried the set over and put the knives I wasn't using on the table. I took a deep breath and focused on the target. I threw the first knife, and found with satisfaction that it landed in the center of the target. I threw them faster, and soon, I was throwing the tenth and final knife. They all landed in the bull's-eye. I gave a cocky grin. "Like I said, a little sister who could kick your ass." I retrieved my knives. They all looked at me.

"Thank you for volunteering again. Did you bring one of your guns?" I nodded again. He snapped his fingers. "Get it. Now."

I did as he said and took out the pistol. I noticed that it didn't have sights, but it didn't matter. If I could shoot a deer in the eye from a tree stand, I could hit a stationary target from the ground no problem, even if there weren't any sights. I took the first shot, and again, after seeing it hit the bull's-eye, I emptied the clip. They all landed in that area. Not in the center of the bull's eye, but close. I smiled again. He told me to get my dagger and put me in some sort of large cage. It was 10'by10'by10'. He released an intermediate level demon that they kept there for training. "You have to be kidding me, right?" I asked and he shook his head. "Whatever." He released the demon. I pressed the button that made the smaller knife shoot out the other side. He knew I dealt with this demon all the time back home, so he knew I could handle it. I slit its throat with the smaller blade before stabbing it in the eye with the other.

"Very good. You're done for now."

Ryuji looked at me with shock. "Did he call you Nick?"

"Yeah, it's his name for me. My middle name is Nicole, so he shortened it to Nick."

"How do you handle weapons like that?"

"I'm no stranger to fighting demons. I've made a pastime of killing lower- and intermediate-level demons since I was 8."

It looked like he didn't breathe. "You were a rogue? That's illegal! The Vatican would arrest you if they found out!"

"I was a what?"

"A Rogue. An exorcist that received no formal training, and is allied to no one. All they do is kill demons without discretion. Most commonly, someone who lost someone to a demon and is hell-bent on getting revenge. Sometimes, they are people who received their mashou at an early age and were driven mad by seeing demons their entire life, so they kill demons, hoping that it will make their ability to see them go away. I can't believe you would do that."

"Why don't you try to see it from a Rogue's point of view? I have been able to see demons my entire life. The Vatican doesn't even give the forests in Western Pennsylvania a glance, so it's a hotbed for all demons. No one ever believed me, so by the time I turned five, I decided not to bother. I would probably end up in some mental institution if I kept insisting that I saw monsters. You're one of the lucky ones. You didn't have to end up seeing demons. I did. I got my mashou at birth." I pulled up the leg of my sweatpants and rolled down my sock. On my ankle, there were two fang marks that dyed my skin black. Since I was bitten by an infant demon snake at birth, the mashou grew with me. "If you saw half the things I did, you would understand. I wasn't doing it for me. I was doing it for the people in my hometown so they wouldn't get hurt. Once, a little bit after I turned fourteen, I was too late. I won't let that happen again."

He nodded, understanding. "So that's why you're training to become an exorcist."

I gave a bitter laugh. "That's part of it. The other part, well let's just say you wouldn't believe me if I told you."

The dinner bell rang. "Okay, class. That's it for today." Charles said.

Ryuji grabbed my hand. "Come on. They're waiting for us."

I groaned. "I can't. I told my brother that Muki, Rin, and I would tell him what's been happening in cram school, since he only found out a couple weeks ago."

He smiled. "In that case, we'll come with you."

I looked at him. He was obviously eager to talk to me some more. "Ryuji, I said I wanted to hang out with you, not get you castrated."

"Come on. How bad can it be?"

I sighed. Did he not understand the relationship between protective brother and little sister? "All right. They're your reproductive organs." We met up with the others. "Change of plans, guys. Thanks to your fearless leader, you're going to meet my brother."

A/N: So, how was it? Please review! Leigh will answer any questions you have. Right, Leigh?

Leigh: Shut up. I'm reading Deadpool. You know I like homicidal maniacs. *Sees my glare* Right, I'll answer your questions.