Disclaimer: I do not own Disgaea...and if I did, Laharl would be on Super Smash Bros Brawl....

Prologue

"Being called a good-for-nothing wasn't exactly an esteem-boost. Even a good-for-nothing such as I knew that much..."

Laharl walked out of the Dark Assembly, down the halls where two demon girls awaited him. He was smirking, eyes closed with sword in hand, resting on his shoulder blades, as if in a cool victory walk.

Etna, his red-haired vassal, who was busy being bored and waiting for her Prince's return, got off the wall she was so busy leaning on and stood in front of him.

"So, Prince! How did it go?" She said it in her usually cute but mocking tone that would irritate the young Overlord.

"Hmph! What do you expect from me? I am the Overlord after all! Of course I got what I want! Haahahahaha!!" Laharl, whose mouth was covered by his fiery, and almost alive scarf, came out of it to do his trademark 'evil' laugh.

Flonne, who was busy reciting magical spells while twirling her staff about, looked to the overlord and smiled brightly. The fallen angel got up off the floor and jumped to Laharl, hugging him and giggling. Laharl flailed his arms about, his face red.

"HEY!! GET OFF ME, YA STUPID LOVE FREAK!!" Flonne ignored his protest and rubbed her cheek with his. Then she looked into his face.

"So! What kinda person are we adding to our group? Oh and can I be the Master! Please! Please! Please!!" Laharl groaned as he shoved Flonne's face from his.

"Yeah, I want to know too, Princey!" Etna said it in an overly cute face. Laharl scowled at her, which she didn't really cared that he did, but what really caught Etna's attention, was the fact that he then smirked, an evil glint in his eye.

"Well, Etna, I guess you should know. He is your new disciple and all."

"WHAT?!?!" Etna screamed. Lahrl grinned and closed his eyes, picking up the sword he dropped from Flonne's embrace and started walking down the hall again. Etna and Flonne quickly following with their Overlord.

"Whoa...Etna, you never had a disciple before...It'll be fun!" Etna shot a glare at Flonne.

"Prince! I don't want, nor need a disciple!"

"Well, too bad." He said in her mocking tone. "This is pay back for that stupid picture you keep threatening with and ah, ah, ah. Before you even think about trying to get me again with that, I already took the liberty of posting it on my blog!" He smirked. "And because of that, I got a pretty good fanbase! Haahahahaha!" He started laughing again, leaving Etna to sigh, her head falling in defeat.

Flonne, watching Laharl in his laugh mode, folded her arms and tried to imitate him, lasting for a few seconds before getting a quick smack in the back of the head by Etna.

A/N: This can be considered my first ever fanfic! *holds up a sign saying applaud* So, please read and write!...I meant review.