Chapter 1

It became an odd turn of events. Despite the fact that both Garou and Melee were considered M Class dragons, the public minds still wasn't at ease. They are part of the heroes association now, however, no one can really sees pass the fact that they are labeled as monsters. Yet, they both took it in stride. In a year, they managed to counteract and stop many monster attacks before the S class could get to them. Many times they would be helping the heroes, and since they don't depend on ranks, the credit didn't matter. But all knew when they played a part in stopping a threat to the cities.

Some heroes still took offence to Garou being allow to walk a free man, worst still was the fact that there was someone who didn't care for what he looked like. Someone actually loved that thing! "I thought he would suffer alone in this, but no, what the hell does she see in him?"

"Beats me Dark Blade, but I know this, we can't touch them," muttered Death Gatling.

"I can still hear you."

From across the restaurant, Garou sat within his own booth, yet he was oddly alone, but he turned to face the heroes talking behind his back. "You want to say something, say it to my face. I'm right here boys!"

Gatling stood. "I don't care what the Association has said, I don't believe in this special 'M Class' that they made just for you and your girlfriend. It's pathetic and a weak cave in! They only made this class so you two wouldn't be considered a threat to the public eye!"

Garou peered over his shoulder and smirked. "You're right!" he said. "You are just more pissed off with the fact that they did this for us, and none of you. Sucks, doesn't it?"

Death Gatling stormed over and confronted him. He stood at the table and glared down at Garou. It was an odd sight to him though. The table was covered with food, yet he wasn't touching any of it. "I thought you were always hungry, and you only ate monsters?" Gatling stated.

Garou smirked. "I do tend to eat regular food from time to time, only out of boredom, it doesn't do anything to fill me. But this… this isn't for me." Melee returned shortly after using the bathroom.

"Oh thank God it's here. I'm starving!" She began to devour the feast before her, nearly making Death Gatling sick at the sight of it all.

She was shoving everything into her mouth without much thought to the process. Garou was leaned back and keeping a close eye on her, he appeared smitten with her appetite! "She's taken over your eating habits I see? You converting her too?"

Garou shrugged. "She said she was hungry. I didn't realize she was THAT hungry. Far be it from me to judge one's enthusiasm, got to admit though. It's nice to have someone who appreciates a good one."

Gatling looked ill as Melee took in her fifth plate of chicken, followed by 4 salads, three plates of greens and then four plates of steak. She cleared the whole table before announcing she was finally full. Garou smirked. "She nearly rivals me,"

Gatling however was disgusted. "You do know there are heroes out there who don't care for you the least bit. To them… to us… you are still dragon level threats. And some won't hesitate to ensure neither one of you become a threat to the cities…"

Suddenly Gatling was taken aback as Garou appeared in his face the moment he finished his sentence. He didn't even see him move to stand! Garou sneered, staring him down and poised to strike. "Are you threatening us!" he demanded. "I don't take kindly to threats. Especially to my mate!"

This startled Death Gatling, so much so the other heroes even stepped in. "Wait, mate? You call her your mate?" questioned Stinger. "You two married or something?"

Melee however fielded that one as she showed the scales on her arms. "I don't believe anyone else has marked me as theirs. Besides, I doubt any of you could handle a Brawler."

There were perplexed looks along the heroes, some backed off, but others didn't. "Either way, what I say is true. There are heroes out there that won't hesitate to take the both of you down… you better watch yourselves. M Class or not."

Death Gatling walked off and returned to his table. Darkness Blade didn't say a word at first, however gave a nod of approval. "This isn't right." Whispered Blade. "They shouldn't be out like this in the open. You heard Melee could take heroes powers right? She took all of S Classes power without asking… the thing is, it never wore off."

"What?"

"Yeah, some sort of electric current coursed through her and the S Class, making the change permanent. She is just about as great of a threat as Garou!"

Gatling glared at the two as they paid their bill and walked out. He was sick of the sight of them, especially how they were fearless about who and what they were. Neither one considers themselves a public threat, and yet they are the worst ones the heroes contend with constantly. "Perhaps we should make them stay out of the public eye… show them that we don't take kindly to monsters."

"That seems risky." Said Blade. But he paused. "What did you have in mind?"