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Opsimath	By : ErinyesWyrd Category: +. to F > D. Gray Man Views: 2641 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I do not own D.Gray Man, or any of the characters therein. All rights belong to the creator(s) of the series. Additionally, if you dislike themes of homosexuality, this story is NOT for you.

Chapter two! Apologies for taking so long to update, I’ve been a lazy ass. Also, I was trying to get the story straight in my head. /excusesexcuses

Now onward to chapter 2.

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The town was nearly empty when they arrived, the streets barren, and the shops closed. It was eerie, but Allen shrugged it off, eerie he could handle, with his cursed eye it was nigh impossible for Akuma to sneak up on him. Strangely though, he sensed no Akuma within range of his sight. The finder walking in front of them led them through narrow cobbled streets, and when they reached a small inn, he indicated it with a wave of his hand.

“This is where you will be staying, Sir Exorcists. It is the only inn we were able to find that is still accepting visitors. The rest of the town has closed itself off in a fit of superstition.” The finder stated, looking worriedly over at Kanda.

“The people of this town, have they all left? I don’t see anyone.” Allen questioned, as he walked into the inn, Kanda was silent at his side, and the finder nodded in confirmation.

“The church at the end of the road, that is the source of the disturbance and-” The finder was cut off by Kanda’s sudden inquiry.

“Do you believe there is innocence involved?” He asked sharply, glancing up the road to the church in question.

“W-we do not know, Sir Exorcist. The church itself…it will not allow us entry, we stand by the gates, but there is a sort of wall we hit.” The finder looked so distressed about this admission that Allen patted his shoulder encouragingly.

“Thank you for keeping an eye on it, we will go see what we can do.” At his side, Kanda grit his teeth, and stalked off towards the church. Allen’s kindness burned him. It made him angry, it made him resentful, it made him want. The kind of want he knew could never be fulfilled, not if he wanted to keep his sanity. Kindness was not something he was accustomed to. Pain, disregard, cruelty, he could deal with those-his childhood (if you could call it that) as a second had certainly left its mark. Kindness made him feel weak, it reminded him of someone he had lost long ago. Kanda crushed the road beneath his feet in fury, today was not the day to start feeling human. Allen watched as the older exorcist stalked away from him with annoyance.

The finder at his side winced, and Allen gave his shoulder another pat, before taking off after the black haired exorcist. “Kanda, damn it, would it kill you to be less of an asshole?” He asked, catching up easily with his companion.

“Shut up. Let’s just get this over with.” Was Kanda’s response, his features schooled into a look of mild irritation.

Allen had to wonder if this was the same man who had stood by his side and helped hold his sword aloft when fighting the level four that had broken into the order. They had felt like true companions then-he, Rabi, and Kanda. Looking over at the taller man’s grim face, he was struck by the idea that he was being pushed away.

‘Idiot’. He thought, and pointed down the road at the church.

“Right there. Are you sure you don’t want to rest first?” Allen already knew the answer, but he was an optimist at heart.

“No. We can’t waste any time, if there are no Akuma here, every second is crucial.”Ah yes, Kanda never disappointed. The rest of the short journey was made in silence. Though Allen had the urge to talk to his surly companion, it did not seem the opportune time to make idle chit chat.

The church was unassuming in appearance, dark stone forming the walls, and a tall fence encircling the property. It was odd in its marked lack of ornamentation, save for engraved writing above a large pair of heavy looking doors. “Qui autem odit fratrem suum in tenebris est et in tenebris ambulat et nescit quo eat quoniam tenebrae obcaecaverunt oculos eiu. That. That is Latin, I don’t speak Latin.” Allen said, reading over the carved script yet again, as if that would help in any way.

“Who cares what it says, I’m going to try and step through.” Kanda took a deep breath, and moved to step through the gates of the church.

“Wait, Kanda, you don’t know if it will let you throu-” Allen was silenced as the dark haired exorcist stepped easily into the church ground, and walked towards the door.

“Are you coming, or am I going to have to do this myself?” The bastard looked smug, and Allen hated it when Kanda looked smug. With a glance back at the street, Allen stepped past the gates, and went through without a hitch. The strangeness of the situation registered in his mind, but they had yet to be attacked, still, Allen kept Crown Clown at the ready.

Allen moved to Kanda’s side, and fixed him with a glare, what if it was a trap? The man in question seemed unconcerned, and yet again moved away from his side. With a momentary glance back at the shorter exorcist, Kanda opened the doors to the church, and stepped through. The sight that met his eyes was unusual, and he beckoned Allen to come closer. The interior of the building was nearly barren, church pews stacked by the walls in a very purposeful looking way. As if anyone could stack something as large as church pews without purpose. However, what drew the eyes of both exorcists was the center of the room.

Nine crumbling columns surrounded an area so stained and blackened, that it was difficult to tell what its original color had been. Ringing the exterior of the circle was yet another group of unfamiliar words, and Allen felt a chill go sown his spine upon reading them. ‘Si un ciego guía a otro ciego, ambos caerán en el hoyo.’ the meaning escaped him, but he was certain it was not positive.

“We need Rabi.” Allen stated, and was met with an irritated growl from his companion.

“What part of ‘we do not have time to waste’ do you not understand?” Kanda ground out, and then resisted the urge to shudder at the sudden pressure drop in the room.

“Did you feel that?” Allen was nervous, the atmosphere in the open space had changed, even the sun filtering in through the windows seemed to tremble.

Kanda nodded once, and drew Mugen with grim expectation. All around them, the shadows were suddenly alive with movement. At first it was almost imperceptible, but the more they looked, the more apparent it became. Something was there.

“These are not Akuma, be…be careful. ” Allen whispered under his breath, and saw Kanda tense as the forms slowly began hemming them in.

“Shit, this may be the innocence. Even if it is attacking us, we can’t destroy it!” With a growl, Kanda lashed out at one of the encroaching figures, only to watch with agitation as it dissipated into mist.

“We can’t touch them, can they touch us?” Allen wondered nervously, swiping at a group of the figures with Crown Clown, and watching as they too burst into mist.

At that moment, one of the beings threw itself at Kanda, and as the swordsmen drew up Mugen to slice it in twain, the creature clawed score marks into the astonished man’s shoulders.

“They can touch us, shit!” Kanda swore eloquently at Allen’s observation, rending the taloned creature into mist, and turning furious eyes to the mass of writhing darkness creeping ever closer.

“Thanks for that observation, I feel so much better now that I know!” Kanda hissed, striking out with Mugen at anything that came within range of his blade. The illusions he produced were not having the desired effects, and even as the creatures were dissolved into mist, they returned anew, howling with rage.

Back they were pushed, until both of them were at the very edges of the circle in the center of the room. With dawning horror, Allen realized that the forms clawing at them wanted to push them into the circle.

“They want us in the circle, stay away from it!” Allen yelled, dodging to the side, but Kanda did not register it, all he could focus on was the figure sliding up behind the shorter exorcist. He moved as if in a dream, fighting his way through the figures holding him back, slicing through the mist like light cutting through shadow.

“Get out of the way, idiot!” He screamed as he lunged towards Allen, knocking him to the side. Its intended prey suddenly out of reach, the creature shrieked, and was upon Kanda, biting and clawing at the equally ferocious samurai.

Allen did not have time to think about what Kanda had done, as he was immediately set upon by other shadows. He rolled to his feet, and was met with a wall of blackness directly in front of him. Hands reached towards him, as if to tear his limbs apart.

“If they want someone to step into the circle fine! I will do it, just leave the fucking bean sprout out of it!” Allen’s gaze snapped over to where Kanda stood. The older exorcist was panting slightly, his eyes wild.

“Kanda, you can’t! What if it…what if it kills you.” He was frantic, but the plea was wasted on his stubborn companion.

“Moron. I can’t die.” With that, Kanda stepped into the circle, and the creatures surrounding them released a collective shriek that Allen felt he would remember until his dying day.

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A/N the writings on the wall of the church are biblical quotes. The first is in Latin, and states : But the one who hates his brother is in the darkness and walks in the darkness, and does not know where he is going because the darkness has blinded his eyes. The second is in Spanish, and says: If the blind leadeth the blind, both will fall into the ditch.

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