Exorcists...
The ones chosen by the gods, they exist to hunt those covered in darkness...

"Hey, did you know that there have been a lot of people that disappeared in this church? This place is abandoned right now, so travelers with no money sleep here. And when they wake up in the morning, the only thing left is their clothes. It's cursed because of an incident that took place here 2 years ago..." Moore explained.

Imaginary end of the 19th century, in the mist, unusual events were starting to take place.

* In front of the abandoned church. *

Police Officer Moore Hesse and her partner, Police Officer Charles were in charge of investigating the abandoned church. Moore stood in front of the church doors and just a few feet away, trembling in fear, Charles.

"Moore!" Charles called. "A-are we really going in there?" He stammered.
Moore turned her head so that she was facing Charles.
"The citizens have made a lot of complaints about this church." Moore answered. "About people disappearing and such." She added.
"I know," He was shaking even more. "It's cursed, isn't it?" Moore made a face at Charles.
"Charles... are those the words of a cop!?" Moore asked. She then put on her helmet while stuffing her hair into it. "It's probably just a rumor some idiot started. Let's check it out and see for ourselves. This church is not cursed!"
Charles then stood beside Moore.
"A-all right..." Charles said and they opened the doors of the abandoned church.

* Inside the abandoned church. *

The church was really abandoned and the interior was already a wreck.

"Wow, it's pretty messed up." Moore pointed out. "I wonder if any travelers really stay here?"
"GYAAAAAA!" Charles screamed. Moore jumped a bit from the scream.
"What is it!?" Moore asked.
"O-on my leg..." Charles replied and Moore looked at his legs, between them was a fat cat.
"It's only a cat." Moore said and she kneeled down. The cat went towards her and she petted it.
"What?" Charles asked.
There was then shrieking sounds.
"What's that sound?" Moore asked and she turned around to see a colony of bats. "UWA!"
"WAAA!" Charles shrieked.
Moore then saw a hand coming out from the colony of bats. She tried to avoid it, but was caught.

After the colony of bats had went away. The only one left was Charles. He was breathing hard.
"A-are you okay, Moore?" He asked, but no answer. "Moore!?" He looked around. No Moore to be seen.

* In a room. *

Moore was thrown into a chair still holding the cat.

"Gotcha!" Someone said. "I won't let you get away this time." It was a boy's voice.
"Good job, Allen! You caught the cat!" Another said, and this time was a girl's voice.

The colony of bats flew away and Moore started to cough from suffocation.

"Eh? A human?" The boy said and let go of Moore.
"Why is a human here?" The girl asked.

Moore suddenly handcuffed the boy's wrist.

"Damn you!" Moore said while holding her head.
It's a cop too! The two mysterious people thought.
"Who are you!?" Moore asked and looked up. Two people holding their hands slightly up.
"I'm s-sorry! I was too into it and didn't notice you!" The boy apologized.
"We were just trying to grab the cat." The girl stated.
"We're... um... travelers..." The boy stammered.

Moore then tied the two up.

"Hmm... we weren't aware that there were such bad rumors about this place." The girl stated.
"We came to this town this morning, but while we were walking over here, this cat ate a valuable item of ours, and we were just looking for it." The boy explained.
Moore looked at them with disbelief.
"It's true!" The boy said in panic. "It's an item we got from our master, and I can't afford to lose it!" He added.
"Master? Then, where is he?" Moore asked.
"Well... umm... he's missing somewhere in India..." The boy stammered.
Moore looked at them with disbelief again.
They're just kids... Moore thought.
The boy started to blame the cat.
What a weird kid... Moore thought.
"Well, I'm going to round up your companions," Moore said. "So just wait here." She ordered.

"GYAAAAA!" Someone screamed.

They started to hear a word being repeated. The word was 'DO'.
"W... what?" Moore stammered and ran out.
"Um..." The boy said.
"You stay here!" Moore ordered.

She looked around nothing.
It's coming from downstairs! Moore thought.
She ran down the stairs.

"Who's there!?" Moore asked when she reached the bottom of the stairs.
She turned around and saw something horrifying. She saw her partner, Charles tied up to a column with a large bullet hole through his body. The column was also covered in bullet holes. Charles face had stars appearing.
"Cha... Charles!" Moore stammered.

Charles started to repeat a different word. This time was 'SU'. Charles stopped speaking and more stars appeared on his face until it was covered in stars. His face became black and he shattered. Only his clothes remained. Moore's eyes widened in shock.

"This is..." Moore stuttered and she walked towards Charles clothes slowly. "This can't be... The rumors are true..."
Smoke started to appear behind her. She clutched her collar.
"Ugh." She grunted. "Wh... at? I can't." She kneeled on one knee.
There was a figure behind her and the figure pulled Moore back. The figure covered Moore's nose and mouth.

"Be careful." Moore looked up and saw the two people she had tied earlier. The boy was the one covering Moore's mouth. "The gas coming from the corpse is poisonous." The boy added.
"He's getting killed by the 'Akuma'." The girl added.
"Ah." Moore uttered and she fainted.
"Officer!?" The two called.

Devil...?

* At the Police station. *

Moore opened her eyes and sat up quickly.

"Moore! You're conscious again!" said an officer. The officer grabbed Moore's arm.
"Eh? Where am I?" Moore asked, still half-awake.
"The station! And just in time! Come with me!" the officer answered and pulled Moore. Moore grabbed her glasses and put them on.
"What?" Moore asked.
The officer led Moore to a room and he knocked on the door.
"Detective, Officer Moore is conscious again." the officer said.
"Come in." the detective answered.
They went in.

* In a room. *

The detective was smoking a cigarette. Moore then remembered about what happened to Charles.

"By the way, Charles..." Moore said but didn't finish.
"We know." the officer stated. "We're interrogating the suspect right now." He added.
"What!?"
Moore looked at who was in front of the detective. It was the two from the church. Their hands were tied, but between the boy's arms was the cat.
"The boy's name is Allen Walker. The girl's is Lacie Fang." the detective said. "Both unknown address, underage and from an unknown country." the detective read from a paper. He then slammed his hand into the table which gave Allen and Lacie quite a scare. "The both of you did it, didn't you?" the detective asked.
"WE TOLD YOU, WE DIDN'T!" The two shouted.
"Why are you so suspicious of us!?" Lacie asked. "We just carried the unconscious officer here!"
"IT'S WEIRD THAT YOU WERE IN THE CHURCH IN THE FIRST PLACE!" the detective pointed out. He then pulled Allen's hand. "And besides, look at your hand! It's red, it must be blood!"
"Umm, no, this hand is really..." Allen said but he didn't get to finish.

The officer pulled off Allen's glove and on Allen's hand was a quite venous and red, with an embedded cross on it. Everyone's eyes widened.
"What..." the detective let go. "What the hell is this..." Allen sighed. "URGH!" the detective grunted. "What the hell are you trying to pull!?" the detective pointed at Allen. "Doesn't it hurt burning a cross into your hand!? You damn psychopath! You're suppose to take good care of that body that your parents gave you!" the detective shouted.
"Uh... um!" Moore said and walked behind Lacie and Allen's chair. "These two were with me when the incident occurred."
"What!?"

"Detective, there seems to be a large bullet hole left where the incident happened." the officer whispered in the detective's ear. "However, these two only had a cat with them. At this time, we haven't found any weapons in the church that are capable of such thing."

The detective slammed both his hands on the table.
"WHY DID YOU BECOME UNCONSCIOUS!? OFFICER MOORE HESSE!" the detective shouted angrily.
"I-I'm very sorry." Moore apologized.
"Be more courageous! You were on the scene and didn't even see the culprit!"

"I know the culprit." Allen said raising his hand. Everyone looked at him.
"Hey, Allen..." Lacie whispered but Allen just smiled at her.
"I couldn't see it, but I know 'what it is'." Allen stated. "Let me help you in the investigation. It's nickname is 'Akuma'. I see them often. That thing gets experience by killing, and evolves as it kills. And it won't stop killing. If we don't stop it soon, it'll get out of control." Allen smiled and Moore looked at him with disbelief.
Lacie then rolled up her sleeves on her left arm. There was a red cross on the hand and a red line going up to her shoulder. It looked as if it was drawn on her hand but it isn't. Also her hand wasn't the same as Allen's left arm. Allen held his left arm up which had the cross embedded on it.
"This cross is an Anti-Akuma Weapon." Allen explained. "Do you know what 'exorcists' are? They're a members of an Anti-Akuma group, that consists of holy priests."

* At the gates of the abandoned church. *

People were talking with each other after the incident with Police Officer Charles.

"I heard an officer died recently." Person A said.
"Yeah, I hear it was bad." Person B agreed.
"I guess the rumors were true after all." Person C said.
"That church is possessed. Bad things even happened to Father Mark."
"Oh? What do you mean?"
"I shouldn't speak of this in public, but- two years ago, an incident involving a priest and his priestess wife occurred at this church."

* In Moore's house. In Father Mark's Room. *

Father Mark was sitting in his wheelchair beside the window. He took a breath and when he exhaled, smoke came out from his mouth. The Earl of Millennium stood beside Father Mark and the Earl clasped his hands together.

"Hehehe. Everyone is frightened. My precious Akuma," the Earl said happily. "Kill more and more and evolve even more."

"Brother?" It was Moore's voice. "I'm home, Brother Mark! How are you feeling?" Moore asked.

The Earl disappeared in the shadows. Moore opened the door.

"Welcome back, Moore." Father Mark replied. "You're home early today." Moore smiled.
"Oh, you still haven't eaten!?" Moore asked and she walked over to pick up the tray. "Brother, you haven't eaten anything lately. You know you have to start eating."
"My stomach is full." Father Mark said. "I'm sorry." Moore set the tray down and looked at Father Mark. "But, I'm sure I'll want to eat again soon." Father Mark added.
Moore kneeled in front of him.
"All right, don't give up, brother! I'm sure our sister in Heaven is wishing for that as well." Moore said cheerfully.

There was the sound of a crash. Moore and Father Mark looked towards the door. You can hear Allen screaming.

"WAAAH! Hey, I said not to make a big commotion!" Allen screamed. "AH!"

"Is someone there...?" Father Mark asked.
"Um, brother?" Moore stood up and left the room.

"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING!? I TOLD YOU NOT TO LEAVE THE ROOM!" Moore screamed.
"Um, yeah..." Allen answered.
"YOU WERE GONNA GO TO THE CHURCH AGAIN, WEREN'T YOU!?"
"Just for a little while!" Allen started to walk away but Moore caught him by the collar.
"NO!"
"Haaa..." THe two said while thinking of what the detective said earlier.

~ Earlier ~

The detective crossed his arms and looked at Allen.

"Exorcist? What the hell's that?" the detective asked. Then he shooed them away. "All right, fine, you can go now! I'm going back to the scene. Officer Moore, you go back to your house and watch over them!"

~ Present ~

* In the study. *

Moore sat down on the chair and sighed. Doesn't that mean I'm suppose to stay here until the investigation is over... She thought. Moore then looked around. Huh? Where's Lacie?

Allen stood next to the window looking out at the church. The church is right in front of me, too... I wonder if the detectives are all right in there. Allen thought and sighed.

"Allen," Moore called. "Do you really think the culprit is an Akuma?" She asked.
"Yeah," Allen answered and turned around so that he is facing Moore. "Why?" He asked.
"Don't you know an 'akuma' is just an imaginary creature that was created by our ancestors, who feared diseases and pain. It's only a word, or an imaginary thing. They don't exist in reality. I don't believe in curses or akuma." Moore explained. "I hate them." Moore added.
"Umm... the Akuma I'm talking about isn't the akuma you're talking about." Allen denied.
"What?" Moore asked.
"Akuma is the name of a weapon. It's a weapon made by the devil that targets human beings. That... is an Akuma." Allen explained. "Normally it takes on the form of a human being, so it's hard to tell, but..."
Then the door opened and it was Lacie. She was clutching her left arm.
"Lacie?" Allen called.

"Allen..." Lacie said.
Before Lacie could finish, behind her appeared Father Mark.
"Ugh... Uhh..." Father Mark moaned.
"Brother Mark!?" Moore called and kneeled in front of him. "What's wrong?" She asked.
Allen's left eye then turned into a black and red ringed eye (Cursed Eye). With this eye, he can see the soul that is trapped and chained in Father Mark. Akuma! Allen thought.

"My..." Father Mark said. "My stomach... starving..." He stammered. "Let me kill!"
"What?" Moore asked and Father Mark's appearance changed into a large, round creature with multiple gun barrels. "Brother...?" He finished changing. "What the hell is this...?"

Allen then ran towards Moore and the Akuma shot it's viral-laced bullets. Allen made it to Moore in time and there was a bullet shooting towards him. He caught it with his left hand. The two were then shot backwards and crashed into the church.

* In the church. *

"Err... are you okay, Moore?" Allen asked.
"Yeah..." Moore replied. "Where are we?" She asked looking around.
"At the church. We got blown away." Allen answered.
Moore saw in Allen's hand was the bullet. She slowly reached towards it.
"Impossible... you stopped a bullet." Moore said.
"Don't touch it, Moore." Moore stopped and saw Lacie.
"Lacie..." Moore called quietly.
"It's a bullet made with Akuma's blood." Lacie added.
"This bullet contains a poisonous virus." Allen said opening his arms. "The Akuma changes its physical aspect into a gun, and fires a bullet at us." In Allen's arms was the cat, but the cat was hit by the bullet. "If you get hit by the bullet, the virus immediately infects you and..." The cat's fur started to have multiple stars and then it shattered.
"You shatter." Lacie added.
"Damn it..." Allen said. "I'm sorry I couldn't help you."

"What happened to Brother Mark...?" Moore asked and Allen took off his coat and place it over the cat's shattered pieces.
"Moore," Lacie called. "The Akuma takes over a body and infiltrates our world. That wasn't Mark. That was an Akuma that killed Mark, and took over his corpse."
"My brother... was killed!?" Moore said shocked.
Allen then stood up and pulled both Moore and Lacie behind a column.
"Here it comes." Allen said and the Akuma appeared.

"Yo! What the hell are you guys doing here!?" It was the detective.
"DETECTIVE!?" Allen called surprised.
"SHIT! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?" the detective shouted. "SHOOT IT!" He commanded. "I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS, BUT IT SEEMS DANGEROUS!"

The officers started to shoot at the Akuma and their guns wouldn't work against the Akuma.

"YOU CAN'T KILL IT WITH GUNS! RUN AWAY NOW!" Allen shouted.
The officers stopped shooting and the Akuma looked at them. The detective's group shuddered in fear.
"Stop it..." Moore said while walking out from hiding, but Allen pulled her back.
The Akuma shot its bullets again and it hit the detective's group. They all shattered.

"Detective... everyone..." Moore called and started to tear up. "YOU BEAST! WHY DO YOU KILL EVERYONE!? WHY!?" Moore screamed angrily.
"It's useless trying to talk to it, Moore." Allen told Moore. "It's not doing this because it wants to. It's programmed to act as a weapon so it can evolve."
"THAT'S JUST A KILLING MACHINE!" Moore screamed while pointing at the Akuma.
"No." Allen denied. "An Akuma is a living weapon that has a soul implemented in it. That soul is then controlled by the Creator."
"A person who has no faith in life, who hates their looks, and who hates to face reality..." Lacie added.
"It is frustration of the soul that becomes the source of energy that drives an Akuma to evolve." Allen said and looked at the Akuma He saw a soul being chained down on the Akuma. "Even in that Akuma, a soul has been implemented. 'The girl' probably. Someone that had a special bond with Mark..." Moore's eyes widened.
"An Akuma is born with the ingredients of 'machine', 'soul' and 'despair'." Lacie explained. "All human beings have a dark side to our hearts. That dark side gives birth to 'despair', which in turn makes the Creator appear and give birth to an Akuma."
"Mark was probably in so much despair that the creator had his eyes on him." Allen told Moore.
"Despair..." Moore mumbled.

Sister Claire, thank you.

~ Moore's Memory ~

The nun, Claire was getting married to the priest, Mark. Moore was their at their wedding. After the vow, Claire looked at her sister and smiled happily.

"Thanks, Moore." Claire said.

My sister and I lost our parents when we were very young. Brother Mark always encouraged and helped us. And then my sister fell in love with him and they got married. She was so happy.

* At the church. *

"You had a fight with Moore?" Mark asked Claire. She turned to look at him. She was crying. She then turned to face the organ.
"I'm opposed to her being a police officer." Claire answered. "But she wants to catch the criminals that murdered our father and mother." She added. "God is teasing us. I threw out my anger, and prayed everyday so she could be happy. I never expected Moore to choose this path." Claire stated.
"Claire," Mark called. "believe in God." Mark said and behind him stood Moore, hidden from Claire's view. "Moore didn't become a cop to avenge your father and mother. It's so we could all live together happily and protected." Claire turned around and looked at Mark surprised. "You and God helped her grow up. Believe in her." Mark smiled and Moore silently shed tears. "Moore's feelings, and the protection of God. God wouldn't betray those who put faith in him." Claire smiled.
"... You're right. I'll believe that!" Claire said and then the large cross that hung on the ceiling fell. It had killed Claire.

Moore who fell unconscious after the cross killed Claire had came to when hearing Mark screaming out Claire's name. With all the dust around, you can see a hand reaching up from the cross. The hand's was Claire's hand.

"CLAIRE!" Mark screamed. "WHY GOD!? WHY!? CLAIRE! CLAIRE! CLAIRE!" Mark cried while screaming.

~ Present ~

Moore told Allen and Lacie what happened two years ago.

"That event... caused my brother's heart to become diseased." Moore said.
"A priest that cursed the gods..." Lacie said. "It probably appeared then."

'The Creator'...

~ Mark's Death ~

"Hello!" the Creator said and a Dark Matter (Akuma skeleton) appeared behind him. "This is a body that I created. Insert a soul and it will be revived. Get Claire back from the wretched God! To do this though, I'll need your cooperation. As you are the one that has a special bond with Claire, I'll need your 'voice'. The voice that can bring back the soul from Heaven." the Creator explained and Mark ran over to the Dark Matter with open arms while screaming Claire's name.

There was light that struck the Dark Matter and on it's forehead wrote: CLAIRE with a star above it. Akuma Claire started to shaking.

"Ma... Mark..." Akuma Claire called. "What did you do..." Akuma Claire asked and Mark looked at it confused.
"What?" He asked.
"YOU MADE ME AN AKUMA! I'M TRAPPED AND I CAN'T GET OUT!" Akuma Claire screamed at Mark, who back up.
The Creator caught him.
"Fufufu, you belong to me now, Claire! Kill this boy now, that's an order!" the Creator commanded.
Akuma Claire put her hands on her head.
"Argh..." It groaned and it killed Mark.

Akuma Claire then inserted its Dark Matter skeleton into Mark. It enters from the mouth. The Creator started to sing Happy Birthday while it is doing this.

"Claire," the Creator called and he hit a triangle. "There, done!"

~ Present ~

Moore came out from hiding and faced the Akuma which was her sister, Claire.

"No... you're my sister...?" Moore asked. "THIS 'THING' IS MY SISTER CLAIRE!?" Akuma Claire looked at Moore and Moore fell to her knees.
Allen walked in front of Moore and held out his left arm.
"The Cross that lives within me..." Allen said and his left arm glowed. "It's time to unleash your power to destroy darkness." His left arm turned into a monstrous adamantine claw with a supernatural glow at his scapula-joint (Cross). He sliced Akuma Claire in half. "May your soul be saved." Allen prayed. "You poor Akuma." He added and he went closer to the Akuma. "I'm sorry... it must hurt. But I'll make it comfortable soon. Rest in peace, Mrs. Claire." Allen finished it and Claire smiled as she departed back to Heaven.
"Thank you..." Claire said and the remaining Dark Matter shattered.
Moore cried as she looked at Allen.

Moore, Lacie, and Allen were sitting by the column. Moore tucked in her legs and hugged them. Lacie had fell asleep while putting her head on Allen's shoulder.

"I wonder if they were able to go to God... both Sister Claire and Brother Mark." Moore said.
"Hmm... I bet they did..." Allen replied. "The 1,000 year old phantom. That's what they called the 'Creator'. He is putting a scenario into action, in which all of mankind will come to an end, bringing an end to that scenario is what an 'exorcist' does."