Hey ya'll thanks for all the love for these past few chapters! It's been a blast writing this so far so I hope you like what comes next!

Chapter 4: Old Grudges

Back before the train crash…

Rin had just managed to crash through the window of the possessed train. He felt the glass cut him in a few places but it wasn't something he couldn't live with.

He had looked towards his brother and the girl from before and smiled before giving a confident thumbs up.

"I'm goanna head towards the front and take this thing out!" He exclaimed as he ran away knowing that if he stay Yukio was just goanna chew him out.

As Rin tried to run through train cars he struggled to keep his balance but thanks to his superhuman strength he was able to keep from falling. Rin kicked down another door to the next car when he heard something…Crying?

Rin turned his head to see a little girl crawled up in the fetal position underneath the seats. She looked like she was around 6 or 7 maybe and she was the only one on this train.

"Hey are you ok!?" Rin shouted as he stabbed his sword into the floor and looked at her from under the floor, however, the second she saw him she started crying even more.

Rin instantly reared back and felt the train jump a bit which sent him rolling into a wall behind him. He grunted as he rubbed his sore head meanwhile the girl cried and cried.

"MOMMY! MOMMY PLEASE HELP ME! THE SCARY DEMON IS GONNA EAT ME!" She cried as she held her tiny head trying to protect herself anyway she could.

"HEY WHO YOU CALLING A DEMON!" Rin shouted as the girl flinched.

"Look I'm not a demon ok! But we have to get out of here or else were goanna die! I promise you'll see your mom again! But you have to come with me!" Rin exclaimed as he reached out his hand to her.

The girl looked at Rin with a Mixture of fear and confusion. However, somehow the blue flames coving his body seemed so….enticing. She slowly brought up her tiny hand and Rin slowly grabbed hold.

She was shocked at how warm and comforting the flames were. It was like when a loved one would hug you around your birthday or how her mom would hold her at night.

Rin slowly lifted her from under the train seats and held on to her with his right hand and grabbed his sword, also referred to as the Kouma Sword, with his left.

"Hold on real tight ok!" Rin shouted as the girl nodded and held onto his body as hard as she could.

Rin felt his rage begin to build as the sword started to build up a huge amount of blue flames. Rin could see the lead car from where he was and decided to risk it and swung his sword sending a giant blue fire ball straight for the front car.

Rin instantly spun on his heel and started sprinting towards the back car only to suddenly feel the train jolt upwards. This sudden stop sent all the cars skywards which caused Rin to fall until he grabbed hold of a railing.

"GODDAMMIT! I'M NOT GONNA DIE HERE! I HAVEN'T KICKED SATAN'S ASS YET! I REFUSE TO DIE!" Rin thought as he focused all his strength on the bar and looked up to the back of the train.

Suddenly Rin flung himself from the railing and towards the back door of the train. While flying towards his target he felt some of the scrap metal from the train hit him. As he hit the door he felt his arm go numb but kept his grip on his sword through sheer willpower.

Rin felt the train beginning to lose altitude and decided now was a good time to jump and just jumped in a random direction. Suddenly Rin realized that wherever he was goanna land it was goanna hurt!

Rin threw his sword and used his body to protect the child, who was now unconscious due to the sudden whiplash.

"AH SHIT! THIS GONNA HURRRRT!"

*THUD!*

PRESNT TIME….

Panty and Stocking had managed to get back to the church at record time and with company no doubt. However, the last thing Garter was expecting today was for them to bring in some half dead boy.

Garter didn't need much explanation to see that this kid wasn't normal. He knew all too well who this young man was but he was surprised that he was half dead when he would meet him for the first time.

"Damn kid I don't know what the hell you did, but you really screwed yourself up." Garter said quietly as he rapped another bandage around his head.

"His arm was definitely broken and from the looks of it he broke a few ribs. But I guess that demonic blood is pretty handy when it comes to healing fatal wounds. Wouldn't you say Panty?" Garter exclaimed as the door opened up and the blond walked through with a stern look on her face.

"What's wrong? You aren't bitchin like you usually do….So what's on your mind?" Garter asked taking a second to finish Rin's cast.

"You know who that kid is right?" Panty asked taking a more serious tone than what was to be expected of her.

"How the hell would I know? You just brought him to my church and to be honest I'm kind of pissed about that! Why didn't you take him to the damn hospital?" Garter exclaimed with a blank expression as Panty glared daggers at him.

"Don't play stupid Garter…That kid's the son of Satan, right?"

Garter didn't answer her question and just continued to treat his wounds in silence. Panty sneered as she punched the wall beside her with enough force to cause a few cracks to form.

"Dammit! Out of all the people to save, it had to be HIM!" Panty said through her teeth as memories played through her mind.

Garter sighed as he finished his work and turned to Panty without a single change in his expression. Slowly he walked out the door but stopped right beside Panty and looked at her. She had the kind of expression that only a fool would wear.

A look that only searched for one thing…..Revenge…

"Damn him! Damn him! Damn him! I'll make Satan pay for what he did! That bastard!" Panty exclaimed almost as if she was chanting to herself.

Garterbelt wasn't too shocked…After all Demons and Angels have had a pretty shaky history. But when it came to these two it ran a lot deeper. He didn't say a word as he snapped his fingers as the door suddenly closed pushing Panty back.

"It's been locked and only I can open it. Don't do something stupid, got that, you angel bitch?" Garter said with a scowl as he walked away.

Meanwhile…

Stocking was waiting in the main hall with a worried expression.

"What the hell? Why am I so worried about some idiot? I don't even know his name! But…." She remembered the moment they found him with the girl safely in his arms.

Against impossible odds he somehow managed to save her. But at the same time he did that all without any regard for his own safety. It was shocking how reckless that guy could be…..but at the same time it was sooo cool!

"Dammit! Why is it he had to look so damn cool back there?" Stocking moaned as she tried to push the thoughts of the strange boy out of her head.

Suddenly the door to the church opened and she turned to see the other guy from before. He looked worried at first but suddenly turned back to his usual stone faced self as soon as he spotted her.

As he walked over to her she noticed the sword that Rin was holding and instantly she remembered the moment that she sliced his hand.

"How's my brother doing?" Yukio asked suddenly which made Stocking jump a little.

"He's fine Yukio Okumura! And I would say you are looking might fine yourself!" A loud booming voice echoed across the main hall.

Yukio looked towards the church alter and saw the man that Mephisto had shown him and his brother before. He was way taller than the picture had made him out to be, especially…..The Afro!

It was big….LIKE REALLY BIG! Yukio was left at a loss for words at how weird it looked in person. The thing looked like it could hold a Minigun for crying out loud!

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you Yukio." Garter said as he held out his hand.

Yukio suddenly snapped back to reality and quickly showed the man the respect he was deserved. After all, he may look weird but he is the precept of the American Branch of The Knights of The True Cross.

"You know I always wondered what Shiro's kids looked like. All he gave me was a photograph from when you were both children but you both have grown quite well…..quite well~." Garter explained letting his words creep out which sent a chill up Yukio's spine.

"So you knew our father pretty well then?" Yukio asked with a raised brow.

"Yeah…That bastard Shiro Fujimoto and I used to be partners on the same exorcist team." Garter explained nonchalantly as Yukio gasped.

"Hold on….Doesn't that make you a-"

"A Paladin! Yeah that was what I used to be!" Garter said finishing Yukio's sentence for him.

Yukio was left for a loss for words. His father, Shiro Fujimoto, was known as the cold hearted exorcist but there was a rumor that he was one out of three separate Exorcists called the holy trinity.

Each of them were masters in each of the five mister types, Dragoon which were Exorcists who fought with guns, doctor which focused on healing, Aria who fought using Holy Scripture, Tamers who used demons to fight other demons, and knights who used swords play.

To think that this man was part of the trinity truly left him star struck.

"I see…..So about my brother." Yukio said while trying to focus on the main issue at hand.

"Yeah…He was really messed up, but now he's resting in the other room. It might be a while before he wakes up so why don't I bring you up to speed on what I called you for." He explained as Yukio just nodded in understanding.

Meanwhile Stocking was shocked to see this side of Garterbelt. As long as she and her sister has lived with him he has never been so…FORMAL!

He had always been a creepy old pervert who was obsessed with little boys and every time she or her sister spoke to him he was a complete asshole. But for this guy, Yukio, he was a completely different person.

"Who are these guys?"