Yay a sequel! Hope you guys enjoy this one. If you had already read the last chapter from my other story then the first bit of this chapter you might have already have read.

Disclaimer: I do not in any way owned Disgaea and it's characters.

On with the show!

Chapter 1 - Demons and Humans.

It had been ten years since the incident with Chaos, ten years.

Flonne looked up from the toilet that she held in a death grip, her face as pale as chalk, tears streaming from her eyes and bits of sick clinging to her bottom lip.

Ten years since she and the Overlord had grown close, close enough that within five years their relationship turned to that of a sexual nature.

She was ashamed, both her and the Overlord were still young for demon standards and yet they started to have a sexual relationship.

She could always remember the first time they did it, There was so much pain, and she was so scared. But afterwards it became pleasurable, it became one of the most greatest things she did, that she shared with the Overlord.

Suddenly Flonne bent over the toilet and a wave of bile gushed out of her mouth and into the already dirty water.

Flonne wiped her sweaty brow as she flushed the toilet, she must be coming down with something, for the last couple of days she had been waking up in the morning only to be violently sick. Always in the morning.

Flonne started to think about Laharl, her eyes suddenly began to water in sadness and pain.

Only a few days ago when she went down in the village, she had came across a couple who were arguing loudly. The female demon was ranting about how their relationship was a lie, a big fat lie.

"I've always say I love you! Always! But never once have you ever repeated that to me!" screamed the female demon, and when her partner failed to responded she gave him an almighty wallop across the face.

It suddenly struck Flonne that she had never heard the Overlord utter those very same words she always told him for the past ten years. I love you.

That night Flonne cornered Laharl in the throne room and asked him if he loved her. Laharl sputtered as his face turned red, "Don't be stupid Love Freak!" he muttered angrily.

"Then say that you love me." pleaded Flonne. "Please!"

Laharl looked at her with a angry expression. "No! I hate that word and everything to do with it! I'M THE OVERLORD DAMN IT!!!" and with that he strode from the room leaving behind a shocked fallen angel whose heart she felt has been broken in two. Their relationship was a lie.

The memory finished as Flonne burst into tears and fell forwards clutching the toilet again. She loved him, oh yes she loved him so much! She told him everyday that she loved him but he never said those words back to her.

Their relationship was a lie.

"RAIN!!! WATCH OUT!!!"

A human girl of 16 with flowing sapphire hair tied in a ponytail and green eyes quickly jumped to her left out of the way of a fire spell.

"Thanks Jane!" gasped Rain as she quickly lifted up her wooden staff and cast Mega Ice, destroying the demon that had attack her.

Jane, now 17 years of age pointed a short silver gun in the air and shot down several demons with a Magic Rain attack.

Jane looked the spitting image of her mother Jennifer, but she has the eyes of her father Gordan, eyes that burn with courage and justice.

Her shiny blonde hair was cut short in a bob and she wore a suit similar to that of a jungle explorer.

"I think that was the last of them." panted Jane as she scanned the area with a device.

"Yep! No more life signals."

The area that both the girls were in was like a dessert, no matter where you look you could see nothing but sand and a destroyed village.

"When you say no life signals, does that mean……" started Rain.

Jane gave a sad sign and put the scanner away.

"Yes…. There's no survivors from the village." Jane quickly wipe the sleeve of her arm across her face where a few tears had fell.

Rain shook her head and fell to her knees.

"We were late, too late. What's going on? How can the demons do this? They never bothered us before!"

Jane gave a sign and headed to the slaughtered village where their ship lay, she wished she could answer her friends question. The demons never came to the human world before unless summon by a witch or warlock.

As far as Jane could know, the demons never had any interest at all to come to the human world, let alone go around killing people.

Rain stood up from the ground and she too began to walk to the village.

No…. the demons would never do something like this. Jane knew some demons ten years ago when she was seven, she had once helped the Overlord of the netherworld find and save his friend Flonne.

The demons here in the human world were nothing like the ones she once knew, they were savaged and out of their minds.

Something is wrong here, very wrong.

Jane can't help but think that something was going to happen, something that would change the human world forever.

Flonne sat in the dinning room alone, a plate of bacon and eggs untouched before her. She knew that she really should eat something for breakfast, but after being sick violently in the toilet she really didn't feel like eating.

"That's it. I'm going to see the nurse, I must have some kind of stomach bug or something." Flonne gave a tired yawn and slowly got up from her seat, pushing the plate of lukewarm food away from her.

Flonne walked to the medical wing and found that the Nurse was no where to be seen.

With a sign, she plonk herself in a chair and waited for the Nurse to come back.

"Hey! What are you doing here Love Freak? said a familiar voice.

Flonne jumped into the air with a screech and faced towards the doorway to see none other then Laharl leaning against the doorframe frowning at her.

"Are you ill?" said Laharl who tried to hide his concern.

Flonne puffed up with sudden anger and turned her back on him.

"It's none of your business!" she snapped as she folded her arms.

"WHAT!" shouted Laharl as he got into pissed mode.

"I HAVE EVERY RIGHT TO KNOW! I'M THE OVERLORD! THIS IS MY CASTLE DAMN IT!"

Flonne acted as if she didn't hear him, even though he had shouted that loudly that the whole castle had heard the outburst.

"Are you mad at me from yesterday?" Laharl seethed.

"You thick stupid moron! You can't just force your Lo… your beliefs down my throat and expect me to do it. I'm not an angel Flonne, I'm a demon! So you better get use to it!"

Flonne spun around and to Laharls surprise saw that she was crying, tears were streaming down her pale tired looking face.

"I don't want you to accept my beliefs and act like an angel! I just want you to tell me that you love me! Just like I tell you I love you everyday!" sobbed Flonne.

Before Laharl could reply, Flonne's face suddenly grew even more pale, she leaped from her chair and grabbed the nearest sick bucket.

She clutched it tightly as she emptied her already empty stomach.

Nurse Julie entered the Medical wing and her narrow eyes opened in surprise at the fallen angel.

Laharl strode over to the nurse and grabbed her arm, "What are you waiting for!? Examine her now! She's ill and she needs help!"

Nurse Julie raised an eyebrow at the Overlord, she had detected a hint of panic and concern in his voice. Quite unusual to hear from the young impatient self centred Overlord of the Netherworld.

"I'll see what I can do." she said in a serene delicate voice. She pulled her arm from his grasp and went over to Flonne who had sat back down shaking.

"Laharl please leave. Just go. I want to be alone." said Flonne not looking at Laharl.

Laharl opened his mouth to protest but closed it. With an angry grunt he turned on his heels and left the Medical Wing.

"Right then…" said Nurse Julie pulling out an empty syringe, Flonne gave a nervous swallow.

"Let's get a sample of your blood for a blood test."