Author's Note: This series isn't dead, I promise you! I just well...kinda forgot. I wrote half of this chapter months ago and sort of just forgot everything. Yeah. Sorry about that LOL

Good thing, I remember where I was going with the plot (mostly) and now I know the direction I want to go with this fanfic. It's going to be a long one and won't end after this arc, which is why this chapter is content-filled with new concepts and questions.

I'll hopefully be updating more, though I make no promises because school.

Enjoy!

Yura stood beside an unconscious Cyclops, still angry at the troublesome Youkai couple staying at the Keikain house. Her cell phone rang, breaking the silence. Yura immediately reached into her pocket to answer it.

"A cell phone? Don't Onmyouji have seals or charms to communicate with one another?" Rikuo asked her, with the intent of irritating her. "Are you trying to be 'hip'?"

"Sh-shut up! Omnyouji have to adjust to the technologies of this world too you know! The world has evolved since 400 years ago! Our methods of doing things may have changed, but the role of an Onmyouji stays the same." Yura answered him proudly then proceeded to answer her phone. "This is Yura."

"There are so many Youkai here! I've never seen these type of Youkai before! It's an army of them!"

"An army of Youkai?" Yura sounded troubled, "Who's leading them?"

"I-I'm not sure. Huh? There's someone in the distance. A…human? I can't make him out, he's far away."

On the other line, Yura could hear the phone scuffle the ground and then the line cut.

"Tch! Hey you two." Yura turned towards Rikuo and Tsurara.

"Hmmm~?" Tsurara tilted her head and smiled at Yura.

"There are a bunch of Demons roaming around Kyoto right now. It's looking pretty ugly. Looks like this Cyclops guy wasn't lying."

"So you want us Youkai to take down those Demons?" Rikuo looked at her innocently, he was still in his day form. From a glance no one would expect that the grown man with brown hair and glasses, could do a thing against the Demons that horded Kyoto.

Yura pointed to the sky, "Please do, its dark out." She jolted her head towards the couple, "they might be led by a human, watch out." Yura handed Rikuo a seal. "Here, we can keep in touch with this."

"Or we can exchange phone numbers~!" Tsurara suggested.

"No, I'd rather never ever do that." Yura shot the suggestion down immediately; she imagined the two calling her every second over matters of no importance.

"Well," Rikuo grabbed the communication seal, placed his hand on his head. White hair grew and extended, and eventually Rikuo was in his night form, "Let's head out, Tsurara."

"Okay to start with this Onmyouji training, Ren, turn into Ame."

"Y-y-yes." Ren proceeded to transform into an Ame-onna with Ren's school uniform on.

"I'm never going to get used to this." Misaki sighed.

"That's so cool, when do I learn how to do that?!" Toru said amazed

Ame-onna turned to look at Toru, "You can't because you aren't half Youkai like me."

"Blood has nothing to do with this. I'll learn to transform through sheer willpower!" Toru's eyes were suddenly filled with determination.

"Ah, I see. So we've got an idiot among the group." Ryuuji sent Toru a cold glare. "Well as punishment we'll start with the difficult part."

"Ah perfect." Misaki said sarcastically.

"Misaki and Toru, you two must stand completely still in face of danger, while you," Ryuuji pointed at Ame-onna, "Must do all you can to prevent them to getting hurt. And yes, this will hurt."

Misaki turned to Toru with a dead fish eyes glare, "Toru you idiot."

"Hello hello, who am I speaking to?" An unfamiliar voice on the other line.

"Yura Keikain, head of the Keikain house."

"Keikain? Ah perfect, where are you?"

"I'll be the one asking questions here. Who are you? Where do you come from?" Yura's tone stayed firm. "There's a human that leads these 'Demons', he just took out someone from the Keikain Main House Guards in a matter of seconds. Who is he?" Yura thought to herself as she was biting her nails.

"I'm from the King's Organization located within the Europe."

"King's Group, please clarify?" Yura asked him. "What in the world?..."

"Ugh," Yura could hear the man's dissatisfied sigh over the phone line, "Are all priestesses this ignorant?"

"I'm not a priestess. I'm an Onmyouji, how dare you insult the Keikain house! What's the King's Group?!"

"Alright alright, I got it, 'Onmyouji'. The King's Group are Exorcists that exterminate Demons back in our home continent. Similar to how the Keikain House are 'Onmyouji' that get rid of what you call, 'Youkai'."

"You're mocking our terminology too? So, where does this King's Group reside in?" Yura seemed annoyed with him.

"Well if we told you where we were, that'd take away half the fun. But since you Onmyouji don't seem particularly educated I'll give you a hint. We used to call ourselves, The Knights of the Round Table, but I guess we've expanded our territory. So we called ourselves Exorcists now. And my name is…oops, save that for later. Seems you've sent me company."

The man hung up on Yura just stood there staring at her phone, confused from this revelation.

"K-Knights of the Round Table? King's Group? Why have I never heard of these guys? Europe's huge!" Yura's thoughts began to swirl. "Argh, these guys sound like those urban legends and mythologies that I used to read about as a kid! There's no way those things exist!"

"Well that was a boring phone call." The man dropped the phone on the Keikain guard he picked it up from. "These Onmyouji here disgust me. They work side by side with Youkai like you."

"Better than having to wear a uniform like that." Rikuo pointed at the man's medieval attire. "Are you by any chance a cosplayer?"

The man with short light brown hair, curled hair coughed and then retaliated back, "Wh-what? No! This is the attire for a Knight of Rounds."

"Ah, you made him lose his calm, cool composure!" Tsurara pointed out.

"Knight of Rounds? Like Knight of the Round Tables? That fictional legends stuff?" Youkai Rikuo put a fist to his cheek to lean on.

"That coming from a Youkai?" The man scoffed.

"Well if I remember correctly, the Knights are human, not demons. Humans can't possibly live for that long." Rikuo explained to the man.

"Of course not, those stories that are put into books, they're stories of the First Generation of Knights." The man crossed his arms and had a smug grin on his face.

Rikuo raised an eyebrow, " You say it's disgusting that Youkai and Onmyouji work side by side. But, look at the Demons storming the Keikain House."

"Yeah! Aren't you doing the same thing?! Working beside demons!" Tsurara pointed her index finger at him.

The man's eyes opened widely, "Exorcists working beside Demons? What an insult. Can't you see? I'm ruling over them. They obey us Exorcists. We killed their leader, Dracula and they've been obedient ever since.

"Why you!" Rikuo put his hand to the handle of his sword. "So what's your goal for invading Japan?" Rikuo questioned the man a bit more.

"Ahh I'm not sure, my orders are to decimate both Youkai and Onmyouji as well as retrieve a kid named Kiyoshi who should be in the Keikain building right now."

"Kiyoshi? Isn't he with Ryuuji? Why do they want Kiyoshi?" Rikuo unsheathed his sword. "Sorry, but you aren't getting anywhere beyond this point. I'm the 3rd generation leader of the Hyakki Yako. You won't get past me."

"So can we put a name to the face? I'm sort of tired of referring you to 'that man' or 'he' in my head." Tsurara asked as she tilted her head and put a finger to her lips.

"Give us a name," Rikuo gave the man a villainous glare, "Mr. Exorcist."

"Ouuu~hehe I like that scary look Rikuo-sama!"

The Exorcist sent a demonic gaze right back at Rikuo, summoned a lance out of thin air and spun it around his body as a battle post. "I like that look too, don't disappoint me, Youkai."

"Tsurara, stay in the back. I'll handle him."

Rikuo crouched down, hand gripped firmly on his sword. He took a deep breath and used his Fear to instantly vanish. He moved himself behind the Exorcist and slashed at a vital point. The Exorcist quickly guarded by putting his lance behind his back.

"My, my, this isn't a time for warming up, Youkai." The Exorcist turned around kneed Rikuo in the gut and then touched the aura around his lance.

He thrusted the sword, aiming for Rikuo's heart but he caught only Rikuo's 'Fear' cloak as Rikuo ducked.

"Guess I'll go for the weaker one." The Exorcist kicked Rikuo's chin and then instantly dashed towards Tsurara.

"Fwa~" Tsurara created a spear of ice, ready for The Exorcist's attack.

"You handle that spear like an amateur," The Exorcist sliced up the ice spear like grass, had the tip of his lance facing him, took a step forward and jabbed Tsurara in the stomach with the handle of his lance. Tsurara's body shattered into ice. "An ice clone?!"

"Don't get so full of yourself!" Tsurara appeared above him and blew out a cold breath of air, freezing The Exorcist's right arm.

"Good job!" Rikuo jumped in the air and smashed The Exorcist's head into the ground.

He quickly got up to his feet and hacked at Rikuo, but only cut his fear. He saw Rikuo and Tsurara several feet away from him clutching each other.

"Tsurara, Matoi."

"Y-Yes!"

"Arghhhh, I can't even form a Shikigami yet!" Misaki pouted, "After being pelted by Ryuuji's water attacks, there was no progress!"

"Huh? Why would there be progress from that?" Ryuuji was picking his ear with his pinky finger. "And that's sensei to you."

"Because you said 'lets start with the difficult part first as punishment' THAT'S WHY!" Misaki was furious. "Or did you do that for fun?"

Ryuuji gave Misaki a blank stare, "It was for fun." Ryuuji turned his attention to Toru. "Alright, your turn Toru. Try making a Shikigami with the technique I taught you. Its fine if you don't make succeed at first."

"Okay. Shikigami Release!" Toru start doing heroic poses and then threw a charm on the floor.

"You don't need to do that…" Misaki shook her head and avoided eye contact.

"I think it's nice to have so much energy to spare." Ame-Onna smiled.

"Hmmm? Something's coming." Ryuuji noted, "Everyone take a step back."

The floor beneath the charm began to glow and a beam of light broke straight through the clouds in the sky. An enormous amount of energy began surging from the charm and then suddenly, the energy subsided. The sound of large wings flapping echoed through everyone's ears.

Ryuuji's eyes widened, "This kid isn't normal. How in the world did he call out a Phoenix Shikigami?!"

Next Chapter Title: Name Behind the Lance

*Development for Toru, Kiyoshi and all Exorcists pretty much :P