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and of course i do not own the characters in this work but this writing it self is my own

I am the bad boy that your parents warned you about. I'm never in school and when I do show I skip classes. The teachers hate me and in turn the students

hate me. I seem to always get into fights and since I won I must have started it right? The rumors don't help either, really I can't even whistle. Trouble maker

that's what I am I was born that way and who's going to stop me the lush or the no show. Maybe it will be my goody two shoes of a girlfriend or the only guy

that seems as whacked out as me.

Then one day it happens for once everyone sees my act of kindness and not the thug starting trouble but I'm dead. Oh that's just great; stupid kid, stupid ball,

stupid car. I can't believe their actually crying for me? They care? The lush is sober and hysterically crying for her baka of a no good son. My goody two shoes

girl friend is inconsolable. The fool is making a scene with his goons trying to drag him away. Three surprised me more than the fool the kid who asked me to

play with him again, the mom who thanked me for saving her little boy and the principle who gave a damn who even defended a punk like me.

So I can come back with the help of the reaper and a demi god, if I can get a kiss. Our first kiss brought me back to life. Heh, how many can say that? Now I'm

the bad boy who can beat a speeding car and death itself. Man and people call me stupid. Everything has a catch and now I'm fighting demons. I'm saving the

world from things that go bump in the night and they will never know.

It doesn't matter I have my team I have my blood brothers and they know. They know the feeling of being in a fight where you might not walk away. They

know the truth they know me, the real me. We have risked our lives for one another time and time again. To save theirs I'll give up mine once again, I trust

them to get the job done where I failed. I've never trusted any one this much but they are more than family and they were there for me when I returned, when

I rose again. They were there for my rebirth. They witnessed the birth of a war god, a demon lord, Mozoku.

I am the punk, the prankster, the protector, the detective, the human, the champion, the demon and the friend.

Author Note: This is my first work so I would love to get your reviews. I wish to only do these characters that I love true justice. So with that being said by all means review and please be honest. Oh and give me the name of the character and when it became apparent who i was writing about.