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THE SECT AU: Part One

For somewhere that advertised itself as 'the heart of the city', this town was pretty quiet- mostly just apartment blocks and the small store here and there. And yet, when Cross tried to detect demons, the scent of them dropped on him like a ton of bricks. Seems that there was a reason that he was called out here.

Cross followed the closest source of a demonic presence until he found himself in front of an art store staring at a skeleton eating art supplies that most likely did not belong to him. If anything, that was all the confirmation Cross needed to deduct that this bag of bones was a demon. He wasn't all too familiar with monster biology as the sect didn't really educate them on that or let them educate themselves at all. He was pretty certain that the average monster could not digest crayons.

Yet when he tried to summon his cards, he found himself frozen in anxiety. He had trained for his entire life and afterlife for this moment out in the real world and yet he couldn't bring himself to make even the slightest movement of aggression towards this demon. What ifs and worst case scenarios rang in his head. He was sure that if XGaster saw him right now he would tear him a new one.

Apparently he was standing there for too long because the skeleton turned around, stolen art supplies in hand and crayon in mouth and asked him the one question he'd been dreading.

"Hey bud, what's up?"

The shapes in the skeleton's eye sockets changed rapidly before settling on a green triangle and pink question mark.

"Another one of XGaster's newbies?"

Somehow this was the most horrific moment of his life not counting a couple of separate incidents and he started to mentally scold himself. He was working himself up into a fit over this and he needed to get a hold of himself. Demons don't have feelings or empathy, if he didn't get rid of this one he'd just hurt more people.

He still couldn't convene his cards so he did the next best thing and looked into the fabric of the demon's existence. Okay, maybe that was a little dramatic. Even for him. He simply summoned enough magic from his reserves to see the potential demon's sins.

Sure enough, when he blinked his eyes open again, sins hung over the demon's head and body like smog, dark and suffocating. It left a bad taste in the back of his throat and he couldn't be bothered to try and discern the meaning of the tar-like substance floating around the skeleton.

Because when he gathered his bearings enough to shake away the sins that made his eyes water and gave him a pounding headache, the demon had already seemed to be bored of him as he had walked away as if the young exorcist was of no significant danger or importance to him.

Another aura approached Cross, unlike the tar that he had smelled before with the skeleton- this one reeked of overripe fruit and energy drinks. An unpleasant combination that was unfamiliar to Cross. And that made him nervous.

Also fuck! He was not prepared to meet two demons with such sins today!

Cross wheeled around in a panic, summoning his exorcism card faster than he ever had in his life. He caught a glimpse of back tar and a strange wobbling target paired with black fur before he made the brief realisation he had not, in his panic, fully dismissed his sight.

And then the unused magic from his card promptly and metaphorically hit him in the face.

...What the hell?

The demon hadn't even reacted to the card and even stranger, the demon's aura didn't hang as low as the others' did. It was like a film on top of something instead of all encompassin- Ah. Wait. That wasn't a demon. That was just a horrible person... or one that made questionable decisions. And Cross had made himself look like an idiot.

He quickly fully brang down his vision whether to spare himself or the other the embarrassment could be debatable.

His unfortunate and unknowing victim looked at him, probably wondering what the hell he was doing holding up his hand with nothing in it and looking at him like he'd seen a ghost (technically that was true).

Maybe Cross should do something to amend his already rapidly decreasing reputation in the town, he would probably need help from the locals at some point after all.

...

He had to admit. It had been a while since Cross went out for coffee and even longer for one as an apology for pointing a card at someone. Yes, it had happened before.

He found himself jumping every time the man spoke in his loud voice, he was probably still rattled from his first actual demon encounter outside of training. He pretended the noise didn't remind him of the yelling.

Maybe Cross shouldn't have been surprised when the man he had met introduced himself as 'Killer'. He should have been even less surprised when he declared that he was weird and that he liked weird people.

He honestly wasn't sure whether to be relieved or offended. After all, he wasn't that weird right? Well, he didn't wear the same type of clothes as the other citizens, and sure, he was wearing sunscreen on a moderately cloudy day a-

Okay he thinks he sees why other people see him as weird.

Cross decided to introduce himself, and yesk. Maybe his voice shook a little and he pulled his arms a bit too close to his chest but he managed to get his point across.

"I'm Cross."

Killer looked him up and down before grinning

"I probably coulda guessed that."

Okay, wow. Cross probably shouldn't have felt as self conscious as he did in that moment.

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