A/N: I don't own anything besides Leigh and Charles.

I held my sword, eyes black in anticipation of the fight and a manic smile on my face. Muki, seeing how scary and insane I looked, inched towards Charles, who pats Muki's head affectionately and shook his head at me.

"Nick, not yet," he said, when his translator/Bluetooth thing buzzed and spoke into it. "Actually, turns out Nick, you might get to cut something up. We have to head back to the academy because something's happening."

"YES!"I said. Once I had the promise of a fight, almost nothing could calm me down.

"Can I at least finish my ice cream?" Ryuji asked, holding his bowl up.

"You're not done with that?" I asked. He shook his head. I rolled my eyes. "Come on, let's get all up in arms."

Once inside, I sheathed my sword and dagger, and took out a set of throwing knives. I changed my typical half-gloves to leather ones, hiding the small white and black energy leaking from them and the atrocities that were my hands: scored with claw marks and covered with bites and a couple of scars where I cut my palms so the blood would attract demons. Of course after my blood turned white, the blood repelled them instead. I took off my hoodie to show a tank top, and Ryuji looked at my left shoulder. I tossed him one of my guns. "Catch," I told him.

My brother looked at me: hair in a ponytail, gray tank top, camo pants, combat boots, and twelve weapons. "If you wore black leather, you'd be the frigging Black Widow. But I guess right now, you're a cross between her and X-23."

"Funny," I said sarcastically.

XXXXX

"What are we doing here, Mole?" Rin asked as he cast a glance my way. I smirked. Poor Yukio probably didn't even know that I made that name up for him.

"A haunted carnival," he replied. "Many people came there on dares, but never returned. The Exorcists that were sent there disappeared as well." He looked at all of us. His eyes lingered on my left shoulder for a little bit, and when he saw my birthmark, his eyes widened. What was with these people? Didn't they ever see a birthmark before?

He said the groups. "Muki and Imi." Both voiced their discontent. "Hirotaka, Hotaru, Shiemi, and Rayne. Serena, Rin, Shima, Raan, and Izumo. And Leigh, your group is you, Muki, and Imi with Spyro and Suguro." With that, everyone went to talk before we had to split into our groups. I walked up to Yukio.

"Yukio-kun," I said, remembering his request to call him informally outside of the classroom, as we were classmates in regular school, and so, it could get awkward. "I'm not sure I should be in charge. I was in charge at the cave, and I lost two of my teammates."

"Anyone would have lost someone under those conditions. We were expecting a few minor demons. No one expected for a Greater Demon to show up. The fact that you remained calm under stress and managed to get those under your command back is the mark of a true leader. Besides, with your standing in class, we couldn't exactly send anyone else as leader."

"Okay, but if this all goes to hell, don't say I didn't warn you."

I rejoined the group to hear Muki say, "Don't worry! You'll be able to kick those clowns all the way to Canada and back!" she ran ahead. I grabbed the back of her hanbok.

"We don't need you to die yet, Muki. Even if there are zombies and stuff from a comic, we don't need dead bodies. This will be a clean, in-and-out exorcism. There will be no drama between you and Imi. Do I make myself clear?" Muki was trying to get out of my grip. I wasn't even holding her all that tightly. I let her go.

"Well, it seems that we're here," Ryuji said. The carnival looked like a ghost town. The gate was swinging with the wind, the old rusted hinges creaking.

Imi asked, "Alright, who wants to go first?"

"Let's get this over with so I can read my X-Men." I walk ahead, the only thing on my mind was that if that weird white and black energy showed up, and people saw, that would suck.

Inside the carnival, I immediately felt something watching me. The presence was evil, but not nearly as bad as the cave.

We walked to the carousel, it started operating, and Muki freaked. Suddenly, I heard a whispering. "Fresh flesh. Fresh flesh. Fresh bones. Fresh bones."

I called out to everyone. "Do you hear that?" "Fresh blood. Fresh blood." The energy crackled around my hand again. I hid my hands. The gloves didn't hide it. My iPod suddenly started playing Panic! at the Disco's 'this is Halloween,' only it was playing the creepy music box ending over and over. I thought back to my nightmare that I had almost every night now. Was this where I failed them? Was this where everyone in the cram school and my brother died?

Please review! I accept anonymous reviews and I'm still taking questions for Leigh!

Also, next chapter: For the first time in a long time, I was afraid. Not nervous, but genuinely afraid. Then, I remembered something Spock said in the new Star Trek movie: "The goal is to experience fear, fear in the face of certain death, and to accept that fear, and maintain control of oneself and one's crew." What was happening right now wasn't certain death, but the principle was the same. Bring it on, I thought, you won't be able to impair my judgement. We will get out alive, and you won't stop me.