Hello my lovely viewers! Tis I, the one and only Silver-Nebula! This is a new story of mine, well duh. I know you're thinking "Why start a new one if you're just going to get bored with it and stop?" Well, to answer your question I would like to say, did one I actually have a list of the chapters and what should happen in each chapter!

You heard it here first folks! I, for once, have a gameplay. Yayyyyy!

Anyway, back to the story. I am only of the few Tomie shippers. *le gasp* Yes that's right, Jackie x Tom. The skater and the demon. It's an unpopular ship, I am aware of that. But the job of my story is to make a the Tomie shippers multiply. If you are a Tomie shipper, please DM or review. If I have convinced you to switch to the Tomie ship at any time from here to the very last chapter, please review or DM me. It will encourage me greatly!

Now, drumroll please...

The story begins!

Chapter One: The First Steps

"AGGHHHH!"

I began to pace my room, my vision tinged red with anger. My feet were leaving flaming scorch marks on my expensive rug, but my thoughts were more important than petty flames.

How dare that Marco Diaz think he can make a fool of me and get away with it! He stole the dance that was meant for Star and myself. Diaz had crossed the line big time!

No one makes Thomas Nira Darkyrui seem like a dunce! Not without having their heart ripped out that is...

What bothered me most was that I went through so much trouble to make the princess happy! I managed to obtain a personal anger management trainer, a stress bunny, I even went as far as to alter the oh so precious Blood Moon Ball. But did she care? Noooo, of course she did not.

(The least she could have done was allow the unicorn's blood)

She didn't so much as bat an eye! All she saw was Marco. Marco, Marco, Marco!

What did that surface-dealer have that I didn't? Huh? I was obviously handsome, rich, and the perfect demon. So why choose him...over me? I just don't understand.

Star and I are more alike. He's nothing but a mere human. I just, don't quite get it yet. Did she pity him? Yes, that must be it. It must be.

I knew what I had to do... I would take the one Marco held dear to his heart. If I couldn't have my true love, then he couldn't have his!

Without hesitation, I flipped open the large leather bound book that was testing around my cauldron. A simple transfiguration spell should do just the trick.

I hastily find the tab I had in mind and laid the following ingredients out:

•Eye of Sphinx

•Two Cockatrice feathers

•Cup of Ground Silkworms

•Blood of a pure demon

•Pear halves

•Hair of desired form

A cold smirk formed in my face as I got the jar that contained the hair of my last human victim. I threw the strand into the large pot and began to stir.

"De'morita Ajous."

With sacred words spoken, the brew began to glow a bright blue. A sharp pain stung my dark heart as it achingly reminded me of Star.

At last I scooped a generous amount into my silver goblet, then culled it down.

Transforming was a very painful experience. No doubt about it.

I felt my horns dig themselves into my skull, my fangs being filed to a dull shape, my very bones shrinking.

It was also a slow process...

Nearly two hours later the pain stopped, leaving nothing but a slight ache.

Shakily, I walked to my full length skill mirror and looked upon my reflection. I was no longer my gloriously striking self. I wasn't hideous, devils no. I just wasn't a sculpted masterpiece as I once was.

My salmon hair had been shortened, changed to blonde, and parted to the left ever so slightly. The third eye I once sported was gone. My skin was slightly tan and hints of freckles showed upon my nose and shoulders. The only trait that gave me away was my slitted, red eyes.

Nothing I could do to change that though.

Now all I needed was to get a change of clothes and enroll myself in the school Star and Marco attended.

Diaz, watch you're back. You've awoken the demon...