The Knight of Exorcism: Chapter 2

"OK, OK, I'm not from New York. Or America." I didn't dare touch my sword. I do NOT want a magic bullet to the head. 
Yukio tightened his grip. "Where're you from, then?"
"Not from this world. I'm from Fiore. It's a country very, very, very far away."
"Seriously?"
"You saw what I just did. My sword is made of lacrima crystal- there are so many magic attacks in it, it's strong against anything." I explained. 
Yukio let go of the gun. "I'm taking you to the Paladin."
"What?! God, not that Angel guy."
"Arthur Auguste Angel." Yukio corrected. "Not for killing or execution. As long as you aren't Rin, Sir Pheles, or Shura, he's perfectly kind. You aren't related to demons, right?"
"Not that I know of." I shrugged.
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"Yukio? Yukio Okumura? It's been a while!" Angel said sarcastically.
Yukio forced a clean smile. "Hello, sir."
"And what have you come for, exactly?"
"This girl. She claims to have come from a different world, with extreme powers."
Angel raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really?"
"Yes, sir."
"Prove. It. Release the Reapers!" He yelled. 
"Hey, wait!" Said Yukio.
Angel teleported Yukio away. 
I took out my sword. "Oh. God."
The Reaper rocketed towards me. "Karyu no Kenkaku!"
I swung my sword and the Reaper was engulfed in flames.
Angel yawned. "Keep going."
"Guran Shario!" The Reaper turned into gold light.
I took a deep breath.
"Desu Saizu!" It turned to ice and shattered.
I sheathed my sword. "This is ridiculous! What's with you all?"
Angel laughed. "I don't like your spirit. Release them all!"
"What?"
Reapers, ghouls, demons were rocketing towards me.
I dropped my sword. 
"WINGS OF THE DARK DRAGON!"
Black surrounded me, engulfing everything in darkness.
Within a few minutes, it cleared. 
"Oops." I whispered. 
Angel was sprawled on the floor. "Not a demon, eh? Dark Dragon? That sounded just the slightest bit demonic."
"...My father... is Acnologia."
Angel gripped his sword. "Grant me your power." A few seconds. He pulled out his sword. 
"Who is Acnologia?"
"Not a demon, but... just as bad. Perhaps worse. The Black, or Dark, Dragon of Apocalypse."
Angel backed up a few steps. "And is that how you wield the power of that sword?"
"No, my sword is made of lacrima. If one crack appears in my sword, it loses all power. But it's the strongest lacrima known to the world. It's basically unbreakable. I treasure it over anything else."
"Dragon, you say? I wasn't fully sure they existed." He flexed his fingers. 
"Well, now y'know." I snarled. 
Angel rolled his eyes. "Let me guess. It's your dream to defeat him."
"Defeat Acnologia? Are you serious? I'm his daughter. And protector. I would never do anything to hurt my father, despite how cruel he is."
Angel scoffed. "Ridiculous. Evilness must be incarcerated. Let the spirits of heaven punish you." He leaped towards me, swinging his sword. 
"HEY, HEY! I don't want to hurt you!" 
He stopped. "But you are evil, no?"
"If I was evil, would I be teaching at the academy? God, you idiot. Shadow Teleportation!"
I transported away before he had the chance to attack me again.
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"That Angel guy... he's crazy."
"I'm not sure it's him. And you never felt even the slightest need to tell the True Cross about this? It's practically just you being traitorous against the academy!" Yukio raged. 
"What's your problem? I don't give a damn about what that crazy Paladin thinks."
"He may be crazy, but you're insane for not telling us! Goddammit, you'll have to be kicked out!"
"For what? And why are you saying 'goddammit', like you care!"
"I DO care! A brilliant teacher with incredible powers being exterminated from the academy is something to care about!"
"Then why aren't you doing anything about it, huh?!"
"I did! I requested they didn't kick you out, it didn't seem like they gave a damn at all!"
I was quiet. "That was nice of you."
Yuki was quiet. "...I suppose so. My apologies for yelling."
"No, I'm sorry for making you yell. I guess I'm going back to my world soon, after I complete my task."
Yuki looked surprised. "Go back? Task?"
My eyes locked onto the wall behind Yuki. "You do not want to know my task."
"You'l tell me, or I'll shoot out those pretty black eyes."
I blinked. Pretty black eyes? "Acnologia... said... I have to kill Rin. Destroy him."
Yuki pulled his gun and shot.
I gripped my arm. "But I can't. I'm not capable of killing Rin. Or you."
Yuki bared his teeth. "Really? Then why did you say you had to carry it out?"
I cracked a smile. "Do you think Rin could fight Acnologia and win?"
"No."
"How about every exorcist-in-training?"
"...perhaps?"
"Plus my whole guild. And you. And me."
"Most likely."
"And another dragon?"
"Highest possibility."
"Then let's go."
Yukio coughed. "Wait, what? I'm afraid that isn't fully possible."
I smiled. "Sure it is! Just a few days in my world, then you can go back."
Yuki sighed. "Fine. A few days off couldn't hurt."
"Shadow Teleportation, great power of the Apocalypse's Black Dragon, teleport Rin and Yukio Okumura, Ryuji Suguro, Moriyama Shiemi, and myself to the land Fiore in my home world!"
"Wait! Shima, Izumo, what about the people you left out?!" Yuki yelped.
"Oops."
The black air engulfed us as we were transported to a different universe.
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Caleb: OK, guys. Ideas for the Rin-Brooklyn ship Quicksilver so graciously came up with? (I'm itching for Rogue.)