Cole grimaced angrily around. He was having a bit of trouble on his mission. His partner had stayed at the last town for awhile so he could scout the southern road that day, and check for signs of the innocence they sought. It always seemed that the strangest things in the report happened nearer the south of the town. Now, a few miles down the road, he was getting frustrated. He had been going for awhile now, and the gray clouds above weren't helping his mood. Of course, while the clouds were bothersome, the more pressing problem was the spherical, cannon-covered Level one Akuma that were now surounding him. Hell... These idiots are going to make this take even longer than it already is... He thought.

Cole glanced around, wondering who would make the first move. Somewhere, a cannon creaked into position. The tension was broken by the small noise, and Cole attacked quickly. "Innocence, Activate!" He called, his glove glowing as it turned into a clawed gaunlet, before using the fingers to slash through the nearest akuma before all hell broke loose and the shooting began. Jumping into the air to avoid the bulk of the akuma bullets, he blocked a few that had been fired higher than the rest with his gauntlet, swearing his head off as he fell back down to earth, landing heavily on his side, and wincing, staring up at the cannons leveled at him at nearly point blank range.

((Theorectically I'm a Noah which makes it ok for me to enter, but my abilities is still in
construction therefore I won't use them. and since I'm new no ones knows I'm a Noah,
right? hee-hee! Meet Christian Nightwish~
edit:Seems like my abilities r approved. I can use them if i wish now))

A sudden bump against the ship caused by the churning waves caused the young, ragged boy to stir
from his sleep. "Mmm, where...?" Christian opened his eyes by a creak and squinted around, taking
in his surroundings. Around him, crates, parcels and sacks lay in a dusty wooden room packed with
such. Ah...recent memories started up within Christian's mind and he realized why he was here.

It had been what, 7. 8? days since he had been freed from the Earl. Upon hearing that a rare ship at
the Outskirts of Japan would be heading West, Christian had seized the opportunity to hide among the
for a ride. Where in the West exactly? He didn't know and didn't care- as long as he reached the Black
Order, everything would be fine. and since the Black Order was in the West, he figured travelling in the
general direction was close enough.

Another shake caused Chris' head to bump against the ship yet again. "I-tai tai tai~" He winced,
rubbing his head and now completely awake. "...A-re? Why is it so quiet?" Normally the ship was a rowdy
place, full of busy sailors by day and beer-swigging party animals by night. Straining his ears, Christian
could hear a distant sound. "Kolewa... This is...cannons!? Don't tell me...pirates!!!"

Dashing out of the cargo store, Christian's worst suspicions were confirmed. They were cannons alright-
AKUMA cannons.

"Are you kidding me!?" Christian groaned exasperatedly, arching one brow up. Akumas didn't recognise him as
a Noah-he would be killed like the rest of the crew, Christian noted as he looked around at the battered ship and
the clothes among piles of dirty white dust.

One Lv1 noticed Christian and aimed its long cannons at him. Oh no you don't, Christian swore as he leapt from
a barrahe of missiles and dived into the choppy waves. Salty water filled his mouth, which he tried to spit out
futilely in distaste. Making for land, Chris began swimming like his life depended on it (and it probably did).

Reaching shore dripping wet like a dog, Chris was dismayed to see a couple of Lvl 1s hot on his heels. Damn, Christian
swore to himself again. I'm not gonna waste time with you freaks, so seeya! Running towards the southern part of the
town with the Akuma on his tail, Christian set off at a sprint. Let's see...Christian saw two figures some blocks away. Well,
misery loves company. Heading for the pair, he yelled out "Hey you guys over there-"

[OOC: Don't worry, Cole hasn't even heard of Noah before. And Sira's new, so she shouldn't know about em' either.]

Cole had, seeing death near, closed his eyes, determined to die the way he had lived, i.e., in a near comotose sleep. He was roused by the sound of a gun firing. Not an Akuma's gun, but something smaller. He was about to warn whoever it was to just run away since normal weapons would do nothing to the huge killing machines, when the one immeadiately in front of him was killed, and Sira flew in over it's body, landing next to him, holding the same long barrelled pistol that she had been threatening Tyrrell with when he first met her. "So you managed to activate your weapon, huh? Great." He called over the sound of shooting as nearly all the akuma around them were cut down.

Determined to do his part, Cole jumped high in the air, landing on top of one of the akuma before punching his gauntlet directly through it's head. As it collapsed into toxic dust beneath him, he caught a glimps of more akuma coming towards them, seemingly chasing somone. "Sira, we should probably move," He said, alnding beside her. "It looks like there is some guy getting chased by akuma over there, and this many akuma dying in one place isn't good. All this poison might kill us if we stay." He spoke, before taking a single deep breath and charging through the wall of smoke and fumes into the gray light of the day. Seeing the man being chased more clearly now, he sped forwards towards him.

Chrisrtian looked up long enough to see one of the two,a pretty girl about his height and age ,
raise a ridiculously long gun and take aim. Instinctively he threw himself to the ground just as a
loud gunshot rang out, and overhead one of the Level Ones exploded into debris and scrap.

The other of the pair, a young cream-blond European clad in a black and white coat, leapt over him and
attacked the Akumas, his right hand seemingly replace by a claw of dark liquid metal. "What the...?" Chris
wondered in astonishment, now being able to take a good look at both of them up close.

Both sported the same black and white-styled uniform with a silver cross over their right breast, a cross
that was of the Vatican. The girl fired with a large, stunningly red long barreled handgun, her
refined features twisted with dark anger. The boy fought off the Akuma in an almost lazy fashion,
the claw in his hand glistening dangerously with black akuma blood.

No way...masaka...Exorcist...?,Christian's eyes flared for a second, his mouth pulled back in a sick
grin. What luck! To find not one Exorcist, but two so soon...and never at a better time. But for now
Christian's interests were more in staying out of trouble. Scampering out of imminent danger, he played
the role of an unnerved victim easily enough, since he was a victim here.

Cole was shocked, flinching as the first shot from Sira sped above him, destroying the first Akuma. Speeding up, he jumped over the man who was being chased, and began his own attack, fighting the akuma with a mixture of slashes, punches and blocks using his Innocence. With a final few blows, he finished the last enemy off with a karate chop-like motion, using the razor edged claws to slice directly through the tough machine's exterior. With a final flourish, he landed easily on his feet, slashing his weapon to the side to dislodge most of the akuma blood on it, at the same time deactivating his weapon. This cool ending to a somewhat easy fight was marred as a large glop of Akuma blood splattered across his back as the carcass fell with a crash.

He glanced at Sira, sure that she would have something to say about his idiotic ending, but he decided to cute her off before she could start. "Ah, man, Komui's gonna kill me if the jacket gets ruined." He sighed, before starting in on Sira. "What kind of aim was that just now? A few inches lower and My head would be all over the ground." he said huffily, folding his arms and staring accusingly at her, hoping that the sudden accusation would take her mind off the unglorious ending to his fight.

Christian's eyes danced with amusement as he watched the Large gun shrink to the size of a keychain
till it could be pocketed and the metal claw retract into an odinary looking glove. That is...an Anti-
Akuma Weapon...,he thought.

Watching the two squabbling friendly like a married couple, he chuckled silently. Exorcists, ne? They
were both youths around his age, the pretty, tall girl with golden shoulder-length hair and the taller,young
and lanky boy with mild features and a cheery air about him. Looks like Exorcist were still normal people
after all...perhaps.

"Sorry about that, are you alright?"

The girl's tone was a world different from just a few seconds ago, changing from furious to concerned. Caught
off guard, Chris blinked blankly."Eh...A-re?"

Picking himself up from the ground (and stumbling a little), he grinned sheepishly, pushing the long black hair
hanging over his ear out of the way. "Ah...hi?" his voice was mellow and unsure. "Ano...thank you so much
for helping me, you guys were a real lifesaver!" Laughing shortly, he then paused and looked around. "Um, by the\
way...Where am I? Who are you guys? What is going on?"

Cole winced at Sira's comment, frowning at her, annoyed. "That was just an unfortunate bit of bad luck." He said defensively. "And you're supposed to take my advice because I've been in this buisness for ten years. A whopping ten years longer than you've been doing it, Beautiful." He added 'Beautiful' on the end just because he knew it would make her mad. He was a bit suprised by Sira's sudden calmness towards the guy they had just saved. It was almost scary how quickly she had just shifted from furious to concerned and sympathetic. Cole looked up to the sky, as if praying for patience. He would never figure out Sira. Was it just him that she was angry with all the time? She was perfectly friendly to strangers, it seemed. He shot Christian a jealous glance.

He stopped thingking about Sira and her many moods when Christian started responding to Sira's question. "You betcha. Saving lives, souls, and whatever else is kind of our job." he chuckled. "And, in order, We're in Southern Italy, I'm Cole Shenson, this is my partner Sira, we're Exorcists, and you were being chased by demons." He said in one breath, grinning. The explanation was always confusing to people who hadn't been formally introduced to the war. Wonder how much of that he actually understood... He thought, smiling.

Wiping the seawater off his pants, Christian took Sira's hand tentatively and gave a little shake.

"Haha...my name is Christian Nightwish. I'm from..." he cocked his head slightly, thinking hard.
"A-re? I don't really remember. Oh well, I came here from Asia onboard a ship, but those things
you'd just killed attacked us and I kinda had to swim here...haha...which explains the wet clothes."

Chris gestured at himself. He wore kakhi long pants which reached to his heels, folded over several
times. The wet white shirt was damp and nearing see-through; luckily he had a light brown jumper on
to hide his well-maintained body from any suspicious stares. A golden ring glistened in his left ear and a
silver one on his right. Christian's dark hair was matted like a dog because of his swim. His skin was
pale to a luminous standard, glistening with several beads of water, and his eyes were the hue of a
dying ember.

"So...you guys are, like heroes of justice and these are the bad guys,huh? That's so cool!!! A-no...
Cole and Sira, yes? I'm glad to meet you!" Chris bowed deeply, sending droplets of water in the air.
"Do y'all do this stuff everyday? Killing the....Akuma and such. ....which reminds me, is that suppossed
to be happening?"

Christian pointed innocently behind them at a dark mass of metal and static pulling Akuma carcasses
into it, growing bigger by the second. Soon, a large Fusion Level One Akuma rose, covering them in a
black shadow, so tall it looked like it was touching the overcast sky...

Cole shot Sira an appraising glance. "You caught me off gaurd before, that's all. Without your innocence, you have no chance of landing a blow on me, beautiful." He said calmly, settling back into his habit of calling her beautiful instead of Sira. He raised an eyebrow as he was reffered to by Sira as her idiot partner. "You're not gonna make this partner thing easy, are you?" he said, sighing heavily, before listening to Christian's words. "Haha, I guess..." He said, a bit embarrassed by Christian's description of their job. "But we don't do this everyday. I need some downtime, to sleep, eat, and sleep." He chuckled. That was pretty much his whole life at base. That and missions, plus the occaisional training session, though those were few and far between.

He blinked as Christian pointed behind him, and turned around. His expression remained pretty much the same as he watched the akuma become a giant, though his eyes widened slightly. He gave a low whistle of amazement as he stared up at it. "That's a new one for me." He said, sounding a bit amused. "Hopefully it's not too strong, this mission has alredy lasted longer than I wanted it to." He muttered. Innocence, Activate! He thought, his glove becoming the heavy gauntlet once more. Jumping forwards, he hurled himself high into the air, straiking at it as hard as he could with the clawed fingers of the gauntlet. The fingers dug in near the collarbone, then slashed down to the Akuma's waist. Landing, he studied his handy work. "Wow, this might be a bit difficult." He said, suprised as he stared at the long, shallow wound he had scored on it. It was barely a fleshwound.

"That isn't good, is it?" Christian was catching on slowly.

Watching the two Exorcist attacking the Akuma, Christian noted that their level of attacks left only
indents in the Fusion akuma's upgraded armor. "Now that isn't too good either..."

The great Akuma let out a bone-chilling scream, wrenching itself from the ground and into the air,
mechanical whirring coming from it. It began charging its numerous cannons together into a large
purplish-pink energy ball. "Nope, definitely not good at all. Well, I'm gonna...um...stay out of
you guys' way Okay? Like, in a different country or something..." With that, Christian hurriedly dashed
out of harm's way.

The Fusion Akuma let out a orb of energy into the air, which seperated into a deadly volley of AKuma
bullets that rained down upon Cole and Sira. Its attack was merciless and relentless, unforgiving and
it seemed that there was no escape....

-meanwhile-

Chris looked around for a safe spot to enjoy the battle between 'good' and 'evil'. Picking a one of the
cottages on the southern area of the city, he tried the door. It was not locked. Quickly he opened it...
and instantly got sucked to the ground. What the...? Chris stared around, bewildered. The inside of the
house showed no abnormality, other than a faint distortion in the air as if from a heat vent. What's going
on...?Christian Nightwish wondered as he made a fruitless attempt to remove himself from the ground.

((yes, you guessed it. I stumbled into the Innocence paranorma world. enjoy the level one guys~))