Day: 005 as a comrade

It was third period and I was feeling sick to my stomach. Al though it didn't seem like I was sick, it felt more like I was scared of some thing. You know that queasy feeling you get in your stomach when you're nervous for something that's about to happen? Well that was how I was feeling at that moment. Only it felt 10 times worse. It felt so bad I wanted to throw up. I was helping around in the office for third period so I and the office is where the nurse is so I asked to go and lay down.

The nurse took my temperature and stared at the thermometer. "You don't have a fever so it should be okay. Just lay down for a little while." She told me. I nodded and did as I was told. The beds were scratchy and uncomfortable, but somehow I ended up falling asleep.

t

Snow again. I sighed, how many times was I going to have dreams like this one? There was a girl walking towards me, it was the one that shared the same face as me. I glared at her," are you still refusing to tell me your name?" "You already know it," she replied. "He should've told you." "Sorry girl but I don't know who he is," all of a sudden the dream about the boy and the bloody knife popped in to my head. He had called me Solara. Was it possible because we looked the same that he had accidentally mixed us up?

"Solara, is your name Solara?" I asked her. She smiled, "Yes my name is Solara, the enemy that lives inside of you." "What?" I sounded confused. "What in the world are you talking about?"

I awoke with a startled look on my face. Those damn dreams always ended just when I didn't want them to end. "Oh miss you're awake! Are you feeling any better?" The nurse asked. "Uh yeah, much better actually," I replied. The truth was that I wasn't feeling any better at all, but I figured that I should at least finish off the rest of the day. "We're in 5th period," the nurse told me. I walked out of the office with my binder and went to my 5th period class. I felt sicker than I did before, but I pushed myself to last til' the end of the day.

I finally arrived at my class and sat in my seat next to Kameron. She quickly scribbled some letters on to a piece of paper and passed it to me. "Feeling any better?" It said. "A lot better," I wrote back. "I'm glad," she whispered to me.

I smiled when I finally realized what she had said. The only thing I could hear was the word enemy ringing loud and clear. I tried covering my ears and that was when I realized that it was coming from within my mind. It wouldn't stop ringing and it was terribly irritating. My head felt as if it were going to explode. The word enemy was basically being screamed repeatedly in my mind. "STOP IT!" I screamed aloud unintentionally. The teacher stopped talking and the whole class stared at me. "Is there something you would like to say Sephiria?" The teacher asked me. "N-no! I'm sorry, I'm just going to go to the bathroom and splash some water on my face," I stammered and quickly left the room.

I splashed water on my face like I said I would and looked at myself in the mirror. Solara was once again behind me and I spun around. Nobody was there. I was looking terribly pale. "I'm going crazy," I told myself. "This damn innocence and demon crap is driving me freaking crazy." Enemy, enemy, enemy, the voice in my head was driving me nuts, but it had gotten a little quieter so I tried my best to ignore it and returned back to class.

Before I knew it the period ended, and I was headed off to the last period of the day. Thank God, I thought even though I had probably failed the quiz that we were given and I forgot to study for. Kameron tapped on my shoulder. "Hey are you really okay?" She asked. "Yeah, just a really bad headache is all," I smiled. She looked at the ground gloomily, then looked back at me. "You know Sephiria, I think you might be hiding something from Lydia and I, and I just want to remind you that you can tell us anything because we'll always be here for you." "I'm sorry but these days haven't been that great for me so could you not ask me about that kind of stuff? I promise I'll tell you and Lydia someday, but not right now. Just don't ask me what's wrong." I replied with a sigh. "Okay," she nodded looking a little worried and disappointed at the same time. "Bye," I said walking away.

At sixth period I sat down in my desk when the bell rang. We were given a reading worksheet to finish and a writing assignment. Everyone began, but I sat at my desk and watched the clock. 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 15, 20, 30. It was like I was waiting for something to happen, but for what? I didn't even know. 35 minutes, chill ran up my spine and my insides twisted in to an unbreakable knot. The Word ENEMY began to ring loudly in my head again. Then Solara's voice came in to my head, "Sephiria, they're here." She said calmly.

"Everyone stop what you're doing!" I screamed with sheer terror in my voice. Everyone dropped their pencils and looked at me like I was crazy. "Everyone hide!" I ordered. "What's going on?" I heard a murmur go through the class. "Just do what I say," I hissed frightening them. They all ordered me and hid anywhere that they could. "I don't want to hear a peep out of any of you!" I said. Everyone looked scared of me, but that was okay as long as they were safe. I took a deep breath and and opened the door to the portable (a classroom that is not connected to the main school building. It stands outside on it's own). There outside, just as I had expected stood many demons. "We've come for you girl of innocence," they all cackled together. I heard small gasps from the students, and I flinched. "Invocate!" I cried and my arms immediately turned in to the blades of a scythe. I moved quickly and sliced a small looking demon clean in half. It exploded and smoke piled up. The other demons began to back up and then they laughed their evil laughs. "You may have killed one of our 50 demons, but can you finish all 49 of us level threes off? Or will you die before you are able to kill us all? So what will you do miss exorcist? We suggest that you run."

These were all level threes? I was glad that they were all smaller than the one Allen had fought at the church. These level threes were about as tall as the average human, but they could fly in the air, so they were quite hard to hit. I looked at the 49 demons that stood before me. "Hell no I'm not going to run." I smirked. "Are you saying you can win?" They asked. "I'm not saying anything. I'm just saying that I'm going to kill as many of you evil pieces of junk as I can," I hissed. "You talk big, we can't wait to tear you to pieces," they grinned a big toothy inhuman grin.

Two demons flew towards me and exploded once my scythe shaped blades cut a small amount of their flesh. "47 more to go, who's next?" I laughed. "Don't get cocky girl," another demon hissed at me and charged forward. It raised it's hand and a blade of light formed around it's hand. It swung it's blade at me and I ducked, the blade missed me by an inch. I quickly decided to change my weapon, and the blade morphed in to a blade that went straight forward instead of curving. I dug the blade deep in to the demons stomach and blood flew on to my face, then I threw the demon off of my blade. The body exploded, "46 more." I said looking straight forward at my enemies.

Then I remembered, where the hell was Allen? This was his job not mine. Where had he gone? 10 demons jumped towards me coming from every direction and I reacted a little too slow. One of their blades cut in to my shoulder and I winced in pain, gritting my teeth so that I wouldn't scream. I swung once and cut down two of the demons. 45, 44, I thought. Then I swung both arms and cut down three with each hand. "38 more," I mumbled to myself. Another two went down, 37, 36. next thing I knew I was running deep in to the crowd of demons, I ran right down the middle of the remaining 36 and cut my way through. 35, 34 ,33, 32, 31, 30, 29, 28, 27, 26, 25, 24, 23, 22, 21, 20, 19, 18, 17, 16, 15, I counted in my head as I went. "Pretty good for a rookie exorcist girl," one of the demons behind me whispered in to my ear. All of a sudden I felt a sharp tug on the back of the collar of my shirt and the next thing I knew I was sent flying backwards. I slammed in to the wooden railing for the ramp leading in to the portable and I felt it snap under the impact.

Blood flew from my mouth and I groaned in pain. What strength, these things really were monsters. I coughed again and more blood came out from my mouth, it dribbled down the side of my mouth. I was laying at the foot of the portable, leaning next to the wall next to the door. From the door window I saw the whole class staring at the demons and I fighting. They looked horrified, they must've thought that both the demons and myself were both monsters. Wait a second, I thought. Why were they even at the door? Did they have a death wish or something?

The demons began to close in on me, but I knew I couldn't lose. I couldn't let those monsters get to my classmates, and I definitely wouldn't let those demons kill me and get my innocence. I had to keep on fighting. I looked at the demons all around me. I had to kill them, I tried to lift my arm, but it felt as if it weighed more than a ton. "Move dammit!" I cursed. "I can't die here! MOVE!" I screamed. Then my arm flew towards the demons, and six fell all at once. There were only nine left, I could last that long, couldn't I?

I slowly got up and glared at the demons. "I'll kill you," I croaked. Then I charged forward again. Duck, stab, 8 left. Swing left, 7 more, swing right, 6. I breathed heavily, I was so tired. Where's Allen? It was just swing after swing. 5, 4, 3, 2, and finally one. I jumped towards the last one and let out a war cry, I was going to slice that pain in the ass right down the middle. I was so close, but then a sharp tug on the sleeve of my shirt turned me around. My eyes widened, "another demon? What the-?"

An unbearable pain pierced through me. The demon was floating in the air and holding me by the collar of my shirt with it's other arm through my stomach. My mouth filled itself with blood and then it all just came rushing out like a waterfall. I screamed in pain as the demon removed a blade of light from my body. "Shit! Shit, shit, shit," I cursed repeatedly. The demon threw me down to the cement below and I rolled to a stop after hitting the cement below with a loud crash. My innocence innovated itself against my will and my arms slowly morphed back to their regular state. Dammit, dammit, dammit!

A scream rang out from the portable, and Lydia came running out. Many more demons had arrived at this time, much more than 50. One of the demons caught sight of her and licked it's lips and smiled it's inhuman grin. "A human," they looked at her like she was a piece of meat. Crap! I had to think fast, the demons were going to kill her. Still she continued to run towards me. Once more, I thought. Please invocate for me once more! My arm began to glow and morphed in to a gun that was fused to my arm. I started shaking, I couldn't aim right but still I had to protect her. "Stop right there!" I pointed my gun at the demon and it stopped moving. "Move one inch towards her and I'll blast you right to hell where you belong!"

The demon began to laugh. "Looks like you still have some fight in you huh? Shall I finish you off?" I looked at Lydia, "I'll be fine," I croaked. "Time to die!" The demon ran towards me laughing crazily. I pointed my gun at the mental thing and I fired. It continued to laugh, then knocked my bullet out of the way. Crap, I wasn't strong enough to make a strong bullet. It towered over my limp body continuing to laugh like a mad man. I was done for. I closed my eyes and waited for death to come to me and sweep me away, but it never came.

I opened my eyes again to see a black and white massive sword stuck in the demon's abdomen. "Damn exorcists! Always coming and ruining my fun!" The demon screamed before it burst. Allen crouched by me looking worried. Blood was pooling out of my stomach and mouth, slowly consuming the cement below. "You're late idiot," I croaked. "Just in time actually," he said scooping me up in to his arms. I could see Lenalee leading Lydia back in to the portable from behind Allen and telling them to stay hidden. "Hey Lenalee! Get Sephiria to the North American Branch would you?" Allen called. "Okay what about you?" Lenalee took me from Allen's arms. "I'm going to finish things off here," he said, "the Earl was pretty serious about getting Sephiria's innocence today, my left eye says that there's at the least 200 demons here right now and there's more in the sky too."

Lenalee took one last look at Allen before she took off. "I'm counting on you Lenalee," he told her. "That's my line Allen, don't you dare die," Lenalee said back. "C'mon, you're talking to General Cross's pupil here, the only thing that'll kill me is my masters debts," he laughed. "Okay then," Lenalee replied. Then her boots shot us off the ground.

Wind stung at my face, I didn't know how fast we were going but I knew it was faster than any car in the world could ever go. "Where are we going?" I asked loudly over the roaring of wind. "To the North American Branch!" She cried back. I could almost sigh at her extremely vague answer. "And where is that?" "Death Valley in California!" She replied (is the North American Branch really in the death valley in California? I don't think so all I know is that it's in America and the place is a desert so death valley would match perfectly right?), her voice was filled with a serious and antsy tone. I guessed that she was worried about Allen, because I was too. I mean Allen was facing more than 200 demons, could he really do it? My stomach continued to throb as I lost more blood.

Wait, I thought. I lived in Renton, Washington. It would take forever to get to California! How would we get there before I died? I asked Lenalee my question. "We're going over 200 miles per hour, we should already almost be there soon." She told me.

As Lenalee had said we arrived in Death Valley soon at a huge black pyramid that was hidden by colossal dry cliffs that covered it like a bowl. I was truly feeling faint from blood loss. Lenalee typed something in to a keypad that was on the wall and then a bright light came from the pyramid and scanned us both. Then black cubes that built up the pyramid began to part oddly. She walked in and everyone stopped and stared. All of the workers put down everything that they were holding and bowed in respect. "What can we do for you miss exorcist?" They all asked in respect. "Get me a nurse for this girl!" Lenalee said in a frantic voice as she slowly watched me lose consciousness. "Hurry!"

t

I heard people talking, two people to be exact. "Is she okay?" A voice that sounded a lot like Allen's said. "Yes, you didn't actually need to bring her here. By the time she was in our care her wounds had already begun to heal," a woman said back to him. "Could it be similar to the case with my heart?" Allen asked (if you read -man then you should know what I'm talking about). "It could be, though I'm doubting that this girl's innocence is a crystal type since her innocence is in her blood. I'm almost sure that this girl is a parasitic type."

My eyes slowly opened and almost immediately Allen walked over to the bed I was laying on. "You're awake. How do you feel?" He asked. "Better," I replied with my eyes half open. "Can you sit up?" He asked me. "Yeah, I think so," I lifted my upper body up using my arms in to a sitting position and to my surprise my stomach didn't hurt at all. I checked my shoulder and all I saw was a tear in my shirt, and skin where there should've been a deep cut. There wasn't even a scar that was left behind. I looked as if I had never even fought, besides my tattered clothing.

"Where's Lenalee?" I looked around the room. "She's reporting back to our headquarters. Oh and speaking of Lenalee, she said that you could borrow some of her clothes to wear since yours are kind of ruined." he passed me a large and old fashioned looking suitcase and opened it for me. "you can choose what you want."

Majority of Lenalee's clothes were shorts (the really short kind), skirts, and white shirts. Finally I found a long pair of black skinny jeans, and grabbed a long sleeved white shirt from the case. Allen left the room so that I would be able to change, along with the nurse.

After I finished changing someone knocked on the door. "Come in!" I said. Lenalee walked in through the door and smiled at me. "How are you feeling?" "Good as new." I told her. "That's good, you lost a lot of blood." "Yeah I guess so, and thanks for letting me borrow your clothes by the way." "No problem."

"Hey Sephiria, tomorrow I'm going to take you back to school okay? You have some explaining to do there, apparently everyone in your school knows about the demons now." she sighed. "What! How-" I was cut off by Lenalee. "Well people talk, and some students heard explosions from outside of the school, and saw you from the classroom windows." I groaned, "now isn't that just dandy." "After that you can decide whether or not you want to leave your home and come with Allen and I back to the headquarters of the Black Order or not." that was an easy decision to make. In fact it was already a decision that I'd made already. "I'm going with you and Allen." Lenalee had a shocked look on her face, "you've already decided?" I nodded at her in response. "I can't put anyone else that I care for in harms way, so I'm going to come with you guys to your Black Order, and that will become my new home." "So the decision has already been made," Lenalee said. "We'll have to go back to your house to tell your parents today. Then we'll give you a day to say goodbye to everyone you care about and pack everything you need." "Okay," I replied. Soon enough we were soaring through the air at high speed again, this time with Allen to my house.

Lenalee set foot on the ground in front of my house. Lenalee reached in to her pocket and took out a diamond shaped toy with black wings folded around itself. She threw it high up in to the air and all of a sudden it spread it's wings and began flapping them madly. It flew over Lenalee's head and an eye that looked a lot like the lens of a surveillance camera opened in the middle of the small toy looking thing. Then Allen stretched out his arm and called, "Timcanpy!"

All of a sudden a small, round, and golden circular object came and sat on Allen's outstretched arm. "Whoa!" I marveled. "That's so cool what are they?" "They're called wireless golems, mine is named Timcanpy," Allen told me. "Allen's golem is a lot more hi tech than mine, so it has a name, my golem doesn't have a name." Lenalee explained to me. "The eye in the middle of Lenalee's golem is a camera that records things. We also communicate through the golems." Allen explained to me some more. "Why not just use cellphones?" I asked them out of sheer curiosity. "Well with cellphones you have to dial, call, and answer them. Also you have to carry them around compared to golems that fly around and answer themselves." Lenalee told me.

"You and Allen stay out here. I'm going to go in first and explain to your parents." Lenalee ordered us. "Why? Aren't we all going in together?" I asked. "I want you to stay out here and because using the golems you can listen to the things that your parents can't say to your face." She answered. "That's the reason we got our golems out in the first place."

Then Lenalee scooped up Allen and I and then set us down on the roof of my house. She jumped off the roof and when she reached the ground her boots seemed to expand and break apart, reconstructing as deep red metal rings. I never really noticed Lenalee's inactivated boots before like I was noticing them now. Looking at the red rings around my wrists and the ones on her ankles I realized that while mines were like glass filled with a red thick liquid (most likely my blood) hers were just metal and nothing more than that. If Lenalee's innocence type was crystal type than mines certainly weren't.

All of a sudden Allen's golem began to speak, or rather it began to project what the other golem was hearing. "Hello, my name is Lenalee Lee-" "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in whatever product you're selling ma'am goodbye," I heard my mother begin to shut the door on Lenalee. "Wait! This is about your daughter Sephiria Liang!" Lenalee protested. "My daughter? What happened?" "Is your husband home?" "No, he's at work." "Please call him back home, this is a matter that I must discuss with the both of you."

Allen and I listened through the golden golem named Timcanpy together.

"Come inside," my mother invited Lenalee in.

t

A half an hour later my father's car pulled up in to the drive way and Allen tried to hide us both and once my father got in to the house the conversation started up again.

"Is my daughter okay?" he sounded extremely worried. "Did something happen to her?"

"Your daughter is okay. She's outside of the house at this moment," Lenalee reassured.

"May we see her?" my parents asked.

"You may, but first I would like to discuss some matters with you."

"And what matters are those?" my mother asked.

"Well, how do I put this… this might sound crazy but your daughter has the power to exorcise demons."

"Demons?" my father had a surprised tone in his voice.

"Are you joking with us?" My mother laughed without humor.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but I'm not joking. Today while she was in school she was attacked by a pack of them."

"Wait attacked? But you said that our daughter was fine!"

"She is fine now. She fought most of the demons off that attacked her, but ,ore came and she was unable to fight anymore in the condition she was in so we took her to one of our organization's branches and had a nurse treat her, but by the time we got there her wounds had already begun to heal for some reason."

"Uhm, my daughter, what wounds did she suffer from?" My father asked Lenalee.

"A deep cut to her right shoulder and, and also she was impaled through the lower stomach."

There was a long pause and no one said anything, I wondered what was going on that we couldn't see. Then they began to speak once again.

"Uhm, so you also have this power to exorcise demons?" My mother asked.

"Yes," Lenalee replied. "There are twelve others excluding Sephiria and I."

"How long have you known my daughter?" My father asked.

"Since the night your church was supposedly bombed."

"What do you mean by supposedly?"

"Your church was not bombed, it was attacked by a pack of demons that wanted to retrieve your daughter's innocence, her demon exorcising weapon. Now they are probably dead set on killing after failing for the second time now."

"How can we help our daughter?" my parents asked frantically.

"I'm sorry, but for once in your life this is something that you will never be able to help your daughter with. The best you can probably do now is accept and cheer on all of the choices that she will make next. Like her choice of leaving home and going to England to train as an exorcist."

Another long pause. They must've been suffering hearing all of this, I was suffering just listening to it. The last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt them, and that was why I was leaving home.

"Why can't she live here anymore?" my mother stuttered.

"Because these were her choices, die living here and have everyone you care about die with you, or live and follow my partner and I back to the organization we work for saving the lives of basically everyone that she cares for."

"So she's just going to leave us?"

"She doesn't want to but she has to just for the sake of everyone living here."

"What if we don't let her leave?"

"That's not your choice. She will be leaving regardless. I'm sorry."

My mother began to cry and soon I found myself crying as well. Allen quickly noticed and shut off the speakers on Timcanpy.

"Sephiria," he said soothingly.

"I'm sorry," I sobbed. "I don't usually cry a lot, I'll stop soon so just.. Please wait. I'll be okay soon."

Allen put his arm around me and tried to comfort me. Soon enough my sobs subsided and the tears stopped flowing. "Let's go inside now and talk to your parents." Allen told me and I nodded. I had to stay strong for them, they were probably hurting 10 times worse than I was at the moment. Allen held on to me and we both jumped off the roof landing safely on the pavement below. Somehow I had gotten used to flying and jumping off roofs now. The both of us walked to the front door and pushed on the handle. The door was unlocked so we slowly opened it. There on my leather couches sat Lenalee and my parents sitting in the living room that was in front of the front door.

My mother and father rushed towards me and hugged me tightly. Then they looked at Allen, "thank you for looking after my daughter." They both smiled, then shook his hand. He softly smiled at them, then we all headed for the couches and sat down with Lenalee.

My parents looked at me, "Do you really want to go to England with them?" I nodded, "then I guess we'll have to let you go," they sighed with sad eyes. "I'm sorry," I apologized, "you don't have to apologize," my parents said, "If this is what you want, then we'll have to let you go. I mean, you want to save people right?" I nodded, "I'll be leaving tomorrow." "We know," they replied, "we already told your friend Lenalee that she and her partner could stay the night here." My eyes opened wide, "Really?" "Yes," they nodded.

Then they turned to Allen, "Excuse me, we haven't gotten your name yet." "Allen Walker," he replied with a smile. My parents smiled back at him. I was sure that I was going to be happy with my last day at home.

t

It was getting dark and I had just taken a shower. I dried my hair with my towel and went to my room. I sat there alone, then my sister entered. "Hi" I smiled brightly. "So, you're leaving tomorrow?" she asked gloomily. I paused for a moment, then nodded. "Where's Allen and Lenalee?" I asked. "Ben said he wanted to show them something in his room, so they're both in his room." Dora replied. I laughed, "He's probably showing them some kind of Lego tower or something." "Yeah, he's probably seeing if the tower is taller than your friend Allen." She smiled. "I doubt it, he's pretty tall." I smiled back.

"Thanks for keeping your promise," my sister said. I looked at her, "What do you mean?" "You promised me you'd talk to me today remember?" she said. I nodded, "Well thanks for talking to me before you left." My sister said, tears began to fill her eyes. I smiled kindly, "Well now I promise that when I come back, we'll have the longest talk anyone's ever had in the world."

She hugged me and I held onto her until she stopped crying. I knew that everyone was suffering because of my departure but I had to do this, for the sake of everyone's lives and for the welfare of the world. Today was goodbye to my family but tomorrow, it would be goodbye to my school. I was still deciding on what to say to such a large group of people and my friends. I was sure that explaining to my school would be ten times harder to explain. I felt bad that their whole lives' beliefs would be altered because of me, but now they needed the truth.

At dinner, my mom made a table full of food. Since she had heard from Lenalee how much Allen could eat. Allen sat there happily admiring all the food that was on the table. He looked a lot like a dog. My puppy Tommy sat there staring at him probably wondering who he was and why he looked so much like himself. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight. Immediately, Allen began to eat at an amazingly fast rate. My sister gawked at the amount of food Allen was stuffing in his mouth. My mom smiled, "Is it good?" He looked at her with his mouth stuffed with meat and nodded with approval. I couldn't believe how much he could eat. So that parasitic type innocence, I thought to myself. He probably could've eaten the whole table if he wanted to, but he ended up only consuming half.

After dinner, Lenalee came into my room. I had a suitcase that Lenalee had given to me from the Black Order which I was packing my clothes into. "Need help?" She asked. "Sure," I smiled at her. She quickly sat down next to me and began folding the piles of clothes and placing them into my suit case. It was a very nice suit case but it was extremely old fashion looking. It's outer skin was leather and was a rectangular sort of shape. Leather straps held the case together and on the front of the case was a golden cross embossed on the center.

"Is the way I'm leaving home the way you left home for the Black Order?" I asked. She shook her head, "I was taken from my house by force. I wasn't even synchronized to any innocence at all. I was just taken away, then they forcefully implanted an innocence in me." "That's terrible! How can you care about the order so much if that's what happened to you?" I asked. "Well soon after I was taken to the order, my brother found a way to get into the order himself. Now, he's the head chief of the whole black order. I trapped him there so now, I've decided to stay there and make it up to my brother for trapping him in the order." Lenalee explained. "I see," I said understandingly. "Also, I was much younger than you were when I joined," Lenalee added. "How old were you?" I asked curiously. "I was nine years old," she answered.

"You probably want me to explain some more." Lenalee assumed. I nodded. "Well the truth is, we exorcists aren't just supposed to kill demons. There is actually a war going on against a man who calls himself the Millennium Earl or the thousand year phantom, or the Millennium Duke. There are many names for this man. He is the creator of all demons and he fools people whom are grieving over loved ones, bargaining that he'll bring their loved ones back. When they agree, the Earl will then set up a machine for them and tell them to call the name of their loved one. When they do, the soul of that person will enter the machine and the Earl will order the machine to kill them and wear their body. When they do, a demon is created.

"So everyone that falls into the Earl's trap dies?" I shuddered. "Not everyone." Lenalee said, "Allen survived." I looked at her oddly, "Well, Allen had a foster father named Mana Walker, but he died and the Earl paid Allen a visit. When Allen finally called to his father, his father became angered with him, yelling that he cursed Allen with all his heart. Then, he cut Allen's left eye, leaving a scar on his face. I'm sure you've noticed the weird scar on Allen's face with a star on top of it." I nodded at Lenalee. "Well that's his father's curse, even after Mana cursed Allen, Allen still loved him but then Allen's innocence reacted and killed the machine." I suddenly felt a strong sorrow for Allen. Everything that had happened to him was terrible.

Lenalee spoke again, "Apparently Allen had brown hair before but the curse turned his hair white. Now Allen's cursed eye allows him to differentiate which people are demons and which aren't by seeing the souls of demons. Although, I've heard demons are not a pretty sight. Allen treats his curse like a gift. I think it would be quite convenient for exorcists to have but I guess in some ways, it's not the greatest thing in the world." I agreed with Lenalee. "What's the name of this war?" I asked. "You could call it a crusade. A holy war. Anything really. It's just kept a secret from everyone else."

I told Lenalee it was getting late and that she was sleeping in my room tonight. Allen slept in my brother's room while my brother slept with my parents and I slept with my sister in her room. My last thought before I was engulfed with sleep was, "Funny, I've never liked wars, yet now I'm a part of one."

This is how Allen and Lenalee look just in case you've never read -man before.