I have read your comments people. And first of all I will present the winning pairs of the story. Leanly Lee will be making out with...(opens envelope)...(sigh)... that perverted, red-haired, SOB), rapist of a rabbit. Yeah, you all know who I'm talking about. Luckily, Komui came prepare with loaded Weapons Of Mass Destruction. (Grins evilly). LenaXLavi doesn't come in until, like, in chapter. 6. I just wanted to know before you guys start asking me about a whole lot of crap.

4- A...Allen??

In the city of London, three figures silently made their way to Ireland. One of them was a finder, dressed in bright yellow. The other two were both exorcists. One of the black figures was Lenali Lee. At sixteen, she was a tall, beautiful, gentle, Chinese girl with a innocence that can smash twenty-two thousand monster trunks stuck on top of each other. She had found her innocence, the dark boots, at a very young age. The Dark Boots was a offensive type- she could use it as much as she wanted to without getting tired. It allowed her to fly in the sky, and smash to the ground like a meteorite. She was very determined to find and get what she wanted. And with a overprotective, butt lazy, genuine of a brother, she didn't have to be that determined.

Miranda Lotto, the other exorcist, was a darkened, gloomy, unlucky 22 years-old woman. She had a incredible innocence- she had the power to reverse, stop, and basically manipulate time. But unlike Lenali, her innocence was a defensive type- Miranda could use it as much as she needed to, but the more longer it takes to reverse or recover time, the more energy she waste. That is until she is left exhausted and on the floor, taking in all the effects of the time record. She was a easily scared kind of person, she blames herself for everything. Maybe now she will realize that she isn't the only one with her kind of problems.

The two exorcists were on a mission to recover an innocence very near Ireland. Not too far from London and not too far from Ireland. As the 3 walked around the streets, people stop to gaze upon them. They were strange people. None of the townspeople have seen a Asian residence before nor a Gothic, German woman. Their finder, Sham Chan, got the most attention. It was strange to see a man dressed in bright yellow on a bright sunny day. A small boy and girl came out of one of the shops to play with their new toys. They took no notice of the group until the toy airplane model hit Miranda's head. The lady picked it up, rubbing her head, and gave it to the children, telling them to watch where they threw things. They smiled meanly and stuck their tongues at her. Then they left, following their mother. Miranda had a face that anyone could recognize. Before, she was a shy, ugly, unlucky and clumsy lady who had no friends. Now she was a shy, ugly, unlucky, and clumsy lady who had people who, now, had others care for her.

The three continued down the streets, glancing at items on sale.

Maggie's POV

I never remember having a superpower. I believed in it but I know it'll never happen. Everyone knows that, Duh. But in books, they always mention a person having a superpower. A person with a power such as flying or be able to go through walls. I really wish I have a superpower. If I did have one, I would use it to destroy the person sitting right in front of me. There were four girls sitting in front of me in class. They all dressed in very expensive clothes, they all think they're cool, and they all seem to make everyone stupid and worthless. They also thinks I'm too weird and stupid and clumsy. Actually, everyone at school thin ls I'm too weird, stupid, clumsy, and worthless. Me and some teachers know I'm not worthless or stupid. Everyone made fun of me at least a bazillion times, and all of them ended up in fights with me. All except the teachers, headmaster, and the four girls in front of me. If I died right now, everyone would celebrate my death with fireworks and parties. Maybe even my parents would. I'm the most hated kid in the world.

So as I have mentioned before, I was sitting behind four girls. All which I hate. Especially the girl in front of me, Michelle. God, I hate her so much, I just want to get up step on her new sparkling shoes, yank her hair up, punch her in the face, take a gun and shoot her one million times, decapitate her body throw them in a incarcerate, stuff them in a brown bag, attach the bag to a horse so he can shit on it, then leave the fucking, shitty, ashes in a wide meadow for God's wrath upon it. BUT...it's not going to happen today, because today is Valentine's Day. And I never thought that I, as the most hated kid in the world, would have a secret admirer. To me it's incredible. I am pathetic, ugly-looking, unlucky, clumsy four-eyed freak who can't do anything right. Yep. People, meet Maggie Foto, the world's most stupidest 15 years-old kid. I know I'm not stupid, but so many people have told me that, that I have suddenly believed it. Sometimes. I also had a problem with my eyesight, that's why I don't know where and what things are.

SO I was sitting in a class, full of mental-cased kids. I was. I am now, in the schoolyard, fighting a boy taller than me. The guy was like panting badly, with a bruise marring his face, and had a bloody nose. I, on the other hand, had sweat pouring over me, a million scratches across my face, a large, bloody mark across my arm and my left eye. The guy had a blade and I had nothing. And I forfeited. Helllloooo?!!! The guy had a BLADE.

Apparently, I 'accidentally' punched Michelle in the face, and her boyfriend showed up. I couldn't help it. I got so fussed up at getting yelled and made fun of I guess I took it out on her. It doesn't really matter, though, she's still okay and I feel really good. Next time, I really hope I can stuff her face down the toilets like she told the other kids to. I feel really bad for those kids who had to go through the same thing like me. Maybe someday, we can join a team to destroy Michelle and her bulling friends to the center of the earth.

I washed my face, bandaged my arm and then walked home alone (I didn't bring enough bandages for my eye). I felt a tremendous rage of anger and yet somewhat, relief. I reach for my hat and realized it wasn't there. The guy must have torn it off of my head while trying to elbow me in the face. The only reason why I have to wear a hat is because I have an unusual hair color. My parents were shock to find me one morning on my 10th birthday with a darkened, white hair. Happy Birthday. For the next 5 years, I had to cut my hair short (up to the back of my neck) and wear a stupid- looking hat every time I go outside. I wish there was something that could help me paint my long, thin, black hair again (hair dye wasn't invented back then bakas). I want to be like the other girls. I want to have long, thick, black and at least have a pretty- looking dress for once.

I know it will never happen but I hope it will. I hope someday, I'll have a chance to get out this rotting world of lies and be myself for once. I want to leave my school, my family, and my home for a couple of days just to see the real life with real people who doesn't make fun of others for trying to be what they are. And then I bumped into a someone. A someone dressed in a black dress and had pigtails.

Lenali couldn't stop herself from staring at the marvelous items on display in the shops. Neil, the finder, kept pulling her away from the windows and doors and reminded her about the mission.

"Maybe after the mission, you and Miranda can buy all the things you want." said Neil, walking away. Lenali sighed and took once more to the fabulous dress. Then she turned around. Before she know it a person bumped into her knocking her to the ground. At first sight she thought she saw white hair on the kid's head.

"I-I'm so sorry, ma'am." The kid apologized acouple of times before helping her to her feet. Lenali looked around to see Miranda and Neil coming back to her. Lenali stared at the child before her.

White hair, a cut through the left eye, blue eyes, about the same size. Allen-kun? But there's something wrong with him...

"Allen!" Miranda called. Even she thought that the poor child was Allen. "What are you here for? Aren't you suppose to be on a mission with Lavi?"

The child looked confused. "What...?"

"Allen?" Lenali asked softly. She looked the child and realized her mistake. It wasn't Allen. The mistake was clear. The girl stood confused as Miranda and Neil came over.

"Mr. Walker?" Neil asked. The girl got ticked when he said Mr. and she told the guy face to face. Her voice was very raspy and hoarse as if she have been in a recent fight of scream-a-thon.

"What is wrong with you guys? I'm not Allen or whatever." She said. Lenali suddenly gave a small giggle. "Hey, lady what 'cha laugh about?"

"I-I-I'm sorry." Lenali managed out."but you look so much like a boy." Suddenly as if that sentence had bitten her, the girl's face grew very dark. For a second there, Lenali forgot the fact that that isn't Allen Walker. That darkened look reminded her about all the times she and he went through. Especially those times when they faced off that little devil, Road Camelot. The girl walked past the 3 without saying anything.

"Nice going, Miss Lenali." Neil said sarcastically.

She turned to him. "You're the one who called her Mister."

"Guys, let's not get all angry at each other." Miranda said. "We've got a mission on our hands."

The three nodded and continued down the streets.

I am SOOOOOOO frigen sorry for the longest wait up EVER!!!! Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed.