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Kenji had already made it to his hotel room and looked over the mission left to him by Ignazio the First. It seemed as though True Cross Academy had decided to hire not one, but two demon professors. Two demon professors. Kenji could help but shake his head at this as he thought about it. Had the Academy lost its mind? It was definitely not the same Academy that Kenji remembered attending. His headmaster never would have let such a despicable thing slide. Demons belonged as either familiars or back in Gehenna, never in a seat of academic power. There was the possibility that the demons overcame the headmaster and forced their way into the academy, but Kenji couldn't believe they would hire such a weak headmaster, either.

Kenji made his way down the empty hallway that lead to the headmaster's office. It was night time, and the only light that helped him see his way was from the moon shining in through the windows. He expected the school to be empty at this time of day but it was strangely empty. He entered the Academy way too easy. He never had to prove he was from the Vatican, nor did he ever run into any type of guard. Surely this wasn't how the students were being protected. Sure, there were barriers protecting against demons, but who said a crazed exorcist wouldn't come in here who sided with demons and decide to take down the barrier from the inside? It wouldn't be the first time an exorcist went rogue. The sound of Kenji's dress shoes clicked loudly against the tile floor as he approached the headmaster's office. He wasn't trying to be sneaky or clever, he didn't even have to do that to enter the Academy. He didn't expect much resistance anywhere else since he already infiltrated the school.

Kenji's hands were snugly crammed into his suit pants pockets, until he reached the headmaster office's door. Luckily for Kenji, Ignazio the First had provided him with the keys to around places around the academy. How else was he to dig up information and work as their personal spy if he didn't have access to sensitive areas? Kenji's right hand, gloved with his signature white gloves, reached out towards the doorknob, and behold, the door wasn't locked. Kenji merely pushed the door open and was now in the headmaster's office. Kenji leaned in at the waste, turning his head to the left and right, rather puzzled. The headmaster was not in his office, in fact, Kenji thought he may not have been on campus at all. What was this? Where did he go? Surely he wouldn't leave the Academy and thousands of students unattended through the night.

Kenji straightened up and cleared his throat as he walked into the office. He expected to meet some kind of resistance or barrier, but again, he met nothing. Sighing, Kenji brought his left hand out of his pocket and fixed his sliding glasses. "Unbelievable..." he thought as he made his way over to the desk. Kenji looked at the headmaster's chair, raising one eyebrow. He made a scoffing sound in his throat as he looked at the set-up. "Tacky leather..." Kenji turned his back towards the chair, and then fell lazily back into it. The chair spun a little at the weight that hit it, but Kenji stopped its spiral when he propped his feet up onto the headmaster's desk. He was making himself at home, without intrusion from the headmaster, where ever he was.

Kenji turned to the left and the right for a minute or two, eyeballing the office some more. His left hand and right hand were clasped together on his abdomen as he relaxed for a while. Clearly he wasn't going to get busted, if he hadn't happened yet. Kenji's legs then dropped from the desk, and he leaned forward and began to go through the desk's contents. There were papers not filled out, papers that were filled out and not filed...it was a mess. Kenji had to wonder if the headmaster was ever in his office. He then spun the chair a full 180, and began to dig through file cabinets. Kenji then struck what he was looking for. Teacher files. He pulled out the names of the two teachers in question. Sion Eltnam and Michael J. Williams. The dragoon began to scan both files rather quickly; doing missions constantly trained someone's eyes to point out important information while throwing out the nonsense. The corners of Kenji's mouth turned up into a smile as he leaned back into the chair, taking in all the information. "Well well. It seems the information I received from Ignazio was true. They've hired a succubus as well as the son of the King of Rot. How...interesting? No. Not that. How stupid. Yes, stupid is what I'm looking for." Kenji closed the files and placed them back where they belonged, exactly as they were. Kenji was a professional, and he never left a trace that he was ever anywhere.

Kenji then opened another cabinet and struck what he was looking for once more. The student files. He pulled out three files, two for the interest of the Vatican and one for the interest of himself. The first one he scanned was the file of the Daughter of Amaimon, Audrianna Black. It seemed as though she had done well through her entire years at the academy to keep her secret....well...a secret. Kenji found this very impressive, for it must have been hard to suppress all that strength. However, their were strange notes in her file. It seemed as though the Vatican was unsure if she would continue her education here or retreat to Gehenna first chance she got. Kenji scratched his head as he continued reading. "I didn't think Amaimon even liked humans, especially not enough to lay with a human woman. There has to be something behind this. Amaimon clearly would never love a human. She's a means to his end...but how?" Amaimon starred at the file a little while longer, before closing it and opening the next one. This file belonged to the son of Satan, Homura Kagari. It seemed as though the boy had to be given limiters, because he did not have the control the daughter of the earth had. He was under high alert to the Vatican as well, but it seemed as though he hadn't used the flames that Ignazio warned Kenji about. He would have to keep an eye on both the half demons, as their allegiance was under question.

The last file Kenji had pulled out was that of Ignazio Barthomeloi the second. Kenji merely pulled his file out to see how the boy was doing. If Ignazio's father wasn't going to put the time in effort into his son make sure he stayed on the right path, then damn it, Kenji would. Kenji had seen too many exorcists fall towards the Gehenna power due to all the corruption and evil they had seen in their lives, whether it was from their parents or higher authority, the Vatican. Unfortunately for the younger Ignazio he saw evil in his father, who was a higher up in the Vatican. Kenji saw in his file that there was no need for concern and that he was accelerating greatly. Kenji smiled, and placed all the files back where they belonged. After that, Kenji stretched for a minute or two with his arms above his head in the chair, before finally standing. He decided it was time to go, though he could apparently spend weeks in their unnoticed. Kenji placed everything back where it belonged, even the chair. If the headmaster did ever show up, he never would have known Kenji was there. Being an assassin and a spy, he was practically invisible. Kenji made his way towards the door as he sighed. "I just learned all the information I would ever need on three students and two teachers. I met no trouble or adversaries. Ignazio Barthomeloi was right. This Academy is becoming a joke." Kenji walked out of the door, closing it behind him. He had no idea where anyone was, but someone had to make sure these students were safe while the headmaster was MIA.

Ignazio didn’t really like the attitude that was being shown towards him, a senior officer should have obtained more respect from someone so much younger and inexperienced, and the private army of dragoons didn’t like it either. The sound of safety triggers being removed from their weapons and laser lights taking aim on the young Arc Knight only brought an internal smile to Ignazio’s cold heart; he shook his head and then held up his left hand in order to call off the dragoons who were prepared to massacre the man if he even thought about flinching. The brown hair moved from left to right as Ignazio shook his head. ”Now, now, there is no reason for a sharp tongue like that from such a little snake. As poisonous as you are, you really should learn to watch who you bear your fangs to; you’re a hundred years too young to even think about biting at me with such small teeth. Learn your place Tavion and think before you open your mouth, your position is temporary even as an Arc Knight. Although with that said none of us look at you as some brat off of the street even if that’s what you are. But let’s put this that aside and I’ll give you the straight truth that everyone is too kind or forgiving to actually say to your face. You’re a naïve brat who has no respect for authority, tradition, and cares far more for others than yourself. As an exorcist your life is far more important than those around you, you should focus on preserving your own life than the lives of others, especially when you can’t even save yourself. These are the words coming from someone who actually knows the pain of loss. So don’t take this little advice of kindness for granted. I still don’t like you or your ideals, but I’m only a messenger today.”

After finishing his statement Ignazio turned and looked around at the men and women who still had their weapons drawn and ready to shoot down Tavion, they didn’t look as if they were ready to attack based off what was said directly to Ignazio but more so what was said about their families. Ignazio’s private army was made up of only those who were the best and the brightest of their families and since each one came from a different linage of exorcist, even if they were considered newborns to some of the older ones, they were still from generation of exorcist based off of tradition and wealth. ”Well, this isn’t good.” Ignazio muttered before turning and started to make his leave but then stopped. Looking at the door the Arc Knight began to speak. ”I value nothing. Only time, that’s all that’s important in the world. Something none of us can afford to lose, and cannot gain. Money and power can be gained during any era, and they can be taken away in a blink of an eye. Time on the other hand doesn’t just disappear. It is erased, all things leading back to the Root. Don’t tell me you asked a question like that based off of your analysis on how I act and treat people. Humans are pawns, just like demons, we’re all being used in some way or another. You have a week to complete that mission Tavion, don’t fail, I don’t want to come save your a** because you couldn’t handle a bunch of occult bastards had their way with you and turned you into one of their zombies. You might want to do some research before heading to Kyoto.”


(Really dude, a trap. I understand being cautious, but now you're just on the borderline of my patience level not being able to tolerate this so called ability of observation)