Disclaimer: I do not own Rosario Vampire nor do I own Campione they belong to their authors. Now think this through if I own that series then why the fuck am I writing a fanfiction about it instead of pissing off the fans by changing everything and make Tsukune less of a pussy at the beginning of the series.

So this story came out of nowhere while I was working on Lightning God Luffy. So I decided what the hell lets' see how well this will go and wrote this story after some quick planning. I will only be doing a few chapters to see how this will go if it's popular, I'll continue it after the next New Godslayer chapter. So to get a few things out of the way so I don't have to deal with flamers later on.

Yeah Tsukune will be pretty god damn godly. Why? Because he's the fucking first Campione. That and there is a fairly lack of fanfiction where he is a bad ass so what the hell... Outer Moka will not exist and Inner Moka will be taking her place, to be honest I dislike outer Moka.

Tsukune will be fairly arrogant seeing as how he is one of the strongest beings in existence and all. Don't like any of that? Then do not read it there are plenty of other fanfictions in the RV section that can satisfy whatever the hell you wanted to read. Flames will be laughed at after chapter 2. For the sole reason of don't you have something better to do?

Tsukune was born in Japan but pirates who attacked his home when he was five kidnapped him and took him to Europe. Before they could make dock a storm hit and the ship was sunk he was found by a family of Magicians who raised him.

Tsukune possess mystic eyes that defy and deny the logic of the world. This means that he can deny the logic of the world and implant his own logic into it. This would mean he could create something from nothing and bend reality into his liking temporarily similar to a reality marble. Although he cannot create life, he can create a body but not a soul. Humans are not supposed to have the ability to do this so eventually his mind would have died however, he became a Campione.

He became a Campione when a heretic god attacks his village and summons an army of demons that slaughtered his family and friends. This happened 400 years before the start of the series and Campione canon. He is the first second generation Campione (Godou's generation basically as for being the first, I'm not sure about madam Aisha's age but I'm pretty sure she is less than two hundred.). He used his mystic eyes and forced into existence a weapon that will kill a god used it on said god. God turns out to be heretic Hades. This happens when he was seventeen. Rosario canon starts a year before Campione canon.

He has twenty authorities (yeah a lot but living for four hundred years, first Campione and all) all of which will be revealed during the story.

Harem? Well maybe I prefer the Mizore, Tsukune paring. In addition, with Tsukune personality he and Moka would not get along well, they would tolerate one another so unless he decides to do something to fix that relationship they will be just friends who hate each other. In addition, since he has a high dislike of Demons for killing his family (though he got over it already) along with Kurumu attempting to 'charm' him at the beginning of the story let's leave it at they had a very shit start… Enough of that lets move on.

I'm hinting six of his authorities right now (let's make it a game and guess what they are… if you have nothing better to do)

One has to do with Angels or more specifically wings

One has to do with summoning a conquering army of devils

One has to do with knighting seven people

One has him being majestic as fuck… Nah it has to do with a very cold sea monster/demon/ whatever the fuck it was/DLC for a certain space trilogy with a shit ending that I can't believe I wasted six years of my life on...

One has to do with the ability to make storms.

Lastly, we have one about dragons.

Unlike other Campiones who rely on nothing but their authorities Tsukune likes to use his mystic eyes to toy with his opponent and not use his authorities unless he is against a god or someone 'worthy' of them.

As for my thing on honorifics, I really prefer not to use them unless it's for something significant or hilarious.

As we, all know I have a shitty habit of crossing over multiple series so far I have Rosario Vampire/Campione. Now anyone want to guess what my third crossover is going to be?

My own little Magician ranking for the world of Campione (using Naruto rankings to help show their strength level.)

Apprentice Class (weakest basically a Academy Student)

Squire Class (High Gennin from Naruto basically)

Knight Class (High Chunin low Jounin )

Great Knight Class (as strong as Erica is. Well at least at the start of Campione canon before meeting Godou.)

Paladin (Kage level power can hold their own against low level Divine Beast)

Great Paladin (Can defeat a lower level Divine Beast)

Hero (Can hold their own against a Heretic God, notice I said hold their own if they do not escape they will die. They can slay mid-level divine beast by themselves.)

Now onwards toward the nonexistent plot until season two and the fan service... Err I mean the story.

Ha first Campione/ Rosario fic bitches… I think.

Prologue- Shitty flashback, Asshole traitors with business cards, and beginning of a shitty new adventure (Part 1)

The town is burning, the once small community of coexisting monsters and humans is now gone. Tensions between the nearly risen Human Empire and the holy church and the Yokai have been at an all-time high. The church preaches that all Yokai are nothing but demons and should be executed and removed from the existence of the world. Between all of this there was a town existing on the border of the two powers. The town was under the protection of the First Campione and his magic association the Crimson Wing. The town was a place where humans and Yokai could coexist with one another and live a normal peaceful life.

Yet despite that the church, now in control of the Empire have the stupidity and audacity to attack one of the territories of the first king. The empire gathered their forces, a total of fifty thousand soldiers and magi. They sneaked into the country then launched a surprise attack to begin their 'Holy War' against the Yokai. Yet despite all their talk about humans being superior to all they waited until the First King Tsukune Aono left the small village to head to a nearby village to visit a friend of his. The village itself was nothing special aside from the somewhat beautiful forest the houses in the village were better

Once they were sure he was gone, they launched their attack. Their forces overwhelmed the small town guard and six Crimson Wing Knights. Once the troops got into the town, the chaos began. The empire troops began indescribably cutting everything in the town. Soldiers, civilian, or children it did not matter. As to them, they were doing nothing but following God's will as they slice through the flesh of the 'demon' children.

In the midst of this slaughter, there stood a small boy with slightly cut back black hair he had a unique feature that made him stand out among the rest, the boy has slit demonic red eyes. The eyes of an S class Vampire. His shirt and pants were torn and he is covered in blood, next to him laid what was left of his adoptive parents. When the soldiers rushed into his home, one of the soldiers an older man wearing black plate armor, with a European style silver long sword in its brown sheathe on his left leg, grabbed his mother before slicing off his father's arm and head. The other soldiers in the house then applied some type of seal on the boy before forcing the 'demon' child to sit and watch while the leader had his fun with the boy mother before he slit her throat.

As the soldier finished he got up and slowly reached toward his sheathe blade and unsheathes it. He begins to stalk toward the child, the blade shining in the darkened room. His face covered with a psychopathic smile and a laugh he is barely holding in.

"Sorry brat it's nothing personal, just following orders an all." He snickers after finishing his sentence. The boy opened his mouth to respond but nothing came he shut his eyes and prepared for death. The man slashed his blade down.

Clang!

The boy opened his eyes and saw something that he will never ever forget. The two soldiers holding on to him heads were rolling on the floor as their bodies collapsed down. There is a tall somewhat muscular teenage boy in front of him wearing black noble outfit with a red cape with strange writing that appears to be two letters (Kanji for First King) on it written in gold. He was blocking the man with a long black blade with four red circles running up the blade from the bottom with a red line stretching to the tip of the blade with roman letters on the hilt of the sword spelling Excalibur Morgan. The aura of the sword screamed evil (corrupt Excalibur)

Yet the one thing that was engraved in the young vampire's mind was the eyes and aura of his savior. They transformed from the normal brown eyes into something that screamed power. The eyes turned from brown into a pure silver color, with a blood red slit on the left while a golden slit appearing on the right. His aura gave off the feeling of a calm storm, a dam about to near its limit and come crashing down wiping out all that stood below it. The teen's expression said one thing about him, he was fucking furious.

"WH—Who the hell are you!" The soldier screamed out as he leap back crashing into the wall in a complete panic of seeing his comrade's headless body. The First King locked eyes with the soldier freezing him in place with the sheer killing intent he was leaking out, he slowly crept toward the man with his blade ready to slash down and ending his pathetic existence.

"Trash like you do not need to know my name..." He responded emotionlessly before his body began radiating a golden color. The black swordsman disappeared with godly speed, reappeared in front of the killer, the killer gasp, and moved his blade to defend but it did nothing to slow down the dark sword. The evil blade slashed through the cheap sword and tore through the older man's flesh with little resistance. He collapsed down barely alive before the young swordsman slammed the blade down his throat ending him.

The teen yanks the blade from the man's throat the crimson blood seemingly blending in with the writing on the sword. He turns to face the child cowering behind him and takes a step toward him. The boy jumps back in fear.

"Calm yourself child, if I wanted to slay you, I would have done so already." The teen stated in a calm manner, before his eyes shifted back into their normal peaceful brown. Black light began surrounding his sword before disappearing along with the cursed blade. He approaches the boy in a slow manner before getting down on one of his knees and placing an arm on the boy to help calm him.

"I know the pain it is to lose your parents child, but you mustn't let it break you. What is your name and do you have any relatives that can take care of you? The fighting is mostly over now." he spoke.

The little vampire opens his mouth before closing it trying to find the right words to say.

"There's nothing left… They all died during the attack; there is nothing for me to live for." He closed his eyes and attempted to cry but no tears would come out. The teen removed the seal on the child.

The king's eyes shifted once again and the cursed blade materialized in his left hand. He stood up and swung his blade down with intent on killing the boy.

Splat

Moving on pure instinct the child vampire moved his left arm up and subconsciously sent magic to reinforce his arm to defend against the slash. The first stopped mid swing scratching a small section of the boy's arm. He smiled and his eyes reverted causing the sword to disappear.

"See brat you didn't want to die after all… You don't have anything to live for anymore? Then find a new reason to live! You lost your family? Then find a new one to help ease your pain! But do not lie there and give up on life!" He moved his left hand out leaving it open as if urging the vampire to take his hand. The boy sat there in shock.

"You have two choices here; you can stay here and wait for death!" A silver aura blew from the king's body and gave off an overwhelming presence bringing the child to his knees.

"Or, you can find a new life! My name is Tsukune Aono the First Devil King Campione and I am offering you a chance at a new life, now decide brat!"

The boy struggled to get up before something inside of him exploded, he did not want to die, and he will not die! A massive crimson aura exploded from the vampire, his bones began cracking under the pressure of the energy, and he bit back on his tongue to hold back a scream. He forced his left hand to grab the Campione's hand.

"…Isshin… Isshin Shuzen is my name and I refuse to die here!" He shouted at the top of his lungs as the pressure began to disappear.

"Excellent! Now come we have much to do."

(My Lord you should wake up it is almost time.)

Tsukune opened his eyes to the humming of the AH-64 Apache helicopter hovering next to him. He was currently inside a UH-60 Black Hawk helicopter flying over some random country in the Middle East. It was close to twelve pm in the country and the sun had set hours ago. The temperature was starting to drop to a very low level.

His head ached slightly and he was feeling slightly tired but besides that he was mostly fine. He was wearing a slightly unbuttoned black business suit with a white tie on. Inside the helicopter along with Tsukune, there are four soldiers inside. They are wearing black Kevlar vest with a black gas mask and black helmet and each were caring an M4 assault rifle with a holographic sight attached to it... (Sorry not sure how to describe that one but picture umbrella security service soldiers)

"I wonder how that brat Shuzen is doing since he left two hundred years ago, heard he had a son awhile back." Tsukune muttered to himself as he stares at the endless desert lost in his thoughts.

It has been over four hundred years since the war against the Yokai and Human Empire. The war ended with the Empire collapsing but the Yokai having to flee into their own little dimension to never be heard from again. While Tsukune had remained neutral and not interfered in the war, he did however as 'punishment' for attacking a King territory, wiped out the capital city of the Empire not leaving a single survivor. By doing that he had gotten revenge for that little aggression act but established the single rule for Magi on what you should never do to a Campione. You never fuck over a Devil King Campione.

In the years past that he took Isshin on as a student of his who followed him around almost fanatically before finally settling down and starting his own little family two hundred or so years back. Tsukune had lost contact with Shuzen since he went to the Yokai world. Not caring enough to investigate he spent the past two hundred years building up his magic association Crimson Wing along with hunting down whatever heretic gods that showed up.

The Crimson Wing today compared to the small association started by the First King is now a massive multibillion international private military and medical company with its headquarters in Italy. They provide the latest medical technologies to the world, along with elite bodyguards, private contracts for hire and what not.

While Tsukune was not the CEO of the company in public due to his physical age always staying the same, plus the amount of press it would bring out would make his job as a Godslayer very much impossible. He runs his little empire from the shadows.

Out of the Seven million employees of the company, only one million of them are aware of the existence of the world of magic. Out of those million one hundred thousand of them are capable of using magic. Thirty thousand of which are knight class magicians are above.

The rest of them are either support for the magi or private military contractors whom are loyal enough and skilled enough to learn about the world to assist the company on those private matters. However, due to a certain troublesome authority he possesses that he accidentally activated most of those mercenaries are fanatically loyal to him now. But oh well minor details

Still life for the company was not without its trouble. A week ago, a group called the Knights of Freedom who had sprung up over the Middle East area attacked a small camp owned by Crimson Wing's research branch stole an artifact from it. They killed the guards and badly injured everyone else at the camp. The artifact for anyone who is not a magician would look to be nothing but a very expensive heirloom for some royal family for a magician on the other hand could be used to force summon several high level divine beast. Provided that they have enough sacrifices to supply the power for the artifact. Still the odds that these 'knights' would happen to be magi would be very damn low. I mean what kind of dumb shit attacks the strongest Campione's territory.

Tsukune was broken out of him chain of thought by a tap on his shoulder.

"Boss you alright? You look like you've been out of it for the past ten minutes; we're almost at the meeting point." One of the soldiers asks as he checked his rifle to make sure everything is working.

"Yeah just a bit tired, you all know what to do right?" Tsukune answered.

"Yes Phantom squad will drop five hundred meters from the meeting point. We will stay back and provide over watch in the event the shit hits the fan. While the Apache will wing back one mile and fly in to support for extraction in the same event." Another one of the soldiers, a slightly taller than the others and has an insignia on him showing his rank as a Lieutenant answered.

"I don't trust these knights at all the moment we get the package kill them all, not a single one of them will leave here alive by the end of the day. We'll deal with the aftermath later, for daring to attack my territory they will not receive any mercy from me." Tsukune ordered with a commanding tone that left room for no argument.

"My lord in the event that they have hostages or do not have the package what are our orders?" A female soldier, who appears to be in her late twenties with a skinny somewhat muscular build and a patch on her left arm with a white skull, with two golden swords impaling it in a cross like manner with the words 'Holy Knight' written in blood red underneath it, sitting next to Tsukune asked in a completely emotionless tone.

"Then we will have to do some hunting afterwards." The Campione stated in completely no nonsense voice as he adjusted his tie and closed his eyes.

He let a small amount of magic course through his body to enhance all of his senses so he could react at a moment's notice. His body began to tense slightly as a gold aura leaked out of it for a few seconds before being suppressed back inside.

Tsukune opened his eyes when he felt the Black Hawk come to a halt, while he was concentrating the Apache had split off from the group. The soldiers do one last weapons check before turning the safeties off and repelling down to get into position for the operation.

A few minutes later the helicopter landed in front of a large oasis with next to nothing but sand surrounding it. The Devil king grabbed a white brief case under his seat. He then stepped out of the helicopter as it started to hover back up and fly back south to wait for the signal for extraction. The Campione's enhanced hearing picked up the sound of several vehicles approaching his location at a very high speed. He raised an eyebrow and frowned a bit, then moved his left hand up, and made a signal for Phantom squad to be on alert.

Two jeeps pulled up and a dozen militia wearing nothing but green military camouflage pants and a green vest armed with Ak-47s rushed out and had their weapons pointed at the Campione. All the while a tall white buff borderline body builder got out of one of the jeeps and slowly walked toward Tsukune.

"What the fuck is this…" He said calmly while making some discreet motions with his hands that the militia didn't catch on to. Oh, this little bastard is going to pay, he thought while suppressing the urge to kill them all right now.

"Well it turns out your little artifact is worth more than we thought. So we have decided to send a message to your company by killing you and taking the money." The bodybuilder said with a chuckle escaping from him afterwards.

Click

"You have no idea who you're fucking with here do you?" Tsukune spat out as he narrowed his eyes as he channeled a small amount of magic to his eyes to prepare himself. He shifted into his combat stance leaving his left hand open while moving his right hand up and flicking off the steroid man who looks like he's compensating for something.

"Neither do you human!" The man growled before his clothes tore and his muscles began to expand and black fur began forming on his body. A white tail sprouted from his body while his teeth changed to a dagger like shape. Yokai began pouring off him as a red ominous aura began forming around the wolf's body.

Bang!

Before he could have finished his transformation, his chest exploded in blood as the bullet entered his body and hit him in the heart and interrupting his transformation. Tsukune sent a burst of magic to his eyes as his world began to become distorted. They morphed from his normal brown eyes into pure silver eyes, with a blood red slit on the left while a golden one appeared on the right.

These were his pride and joy the mystic eyes that defy and deny the logic of the world, his left defies while his right denies. With them, he could create something from nothing, or he could temporarily remove a concept from the world be it life or death. Granted the last part is fairly useless against a god since they do not follow the rules of the world but still very useful for other situations. The air around him began to distort and in less than a second, a black European style long sword with a black hilt and a red line with multiple circles under carved on the blade. This blade was the corrupted Excalibur, Excalibur Morgan the corrupted Sword of Promise Victory.

Several hundred years earlier when he slayed his first god and became a Campione he used his eyes to force into existence the Sword of promise victory. However, the blade itself became corrupted when he used it to slay the God of the Underworld Hades. It lead to some interesting side effects, like killing any human that used it, but the power multiplied by five times that of the Excalibur. Luckily, he was not human so seeing how useful the sword would be it became his primary weapon in combat.

The teen sent another burst of magic to his legs before disappearing.

Slash

He reappeared in front of the near dead dumb ass wannabe werewolf as it reverted back into its human form coughing up blood. The bodies of the twelve militia exploded in a pool of blood and gore as their torsos was slashed apart from their bodies before being engulfed in a corrupted black flame disintegrating them to nothingness. Meanwhile the dark blade was glowing a horrific, chaotic black aura as if demanding for more.

"WH-…What the hell are you!" The near dead werewolf screamed out. As he tried to back away in fear before his body completely froze. Scenes of his brutal death began flashing in his mind before he vomited as he felt an intense pressure force itself onto him.

"I told you, you had no idea who you fucking with. Now you will pay the price for your stupidity. As for what I am… I guess in your Yokai terms you can call me a SSS, mother fucking SS class God Slaying, Devil King, Campione… Now Die!" As he was giving his little monologue, Tsukune crept toward the werewolf as the wolf tried to back away a small white card dropped out of his pocket. Tsukune noticed this but ignored it for now before he took his corrupted holy sword and plunged it into the wolf's heart. Black flames exploded from the werewolf devouring his entire body into the void.

The teen lets go of his sword as the air around it became distorted and black light surrounded it before disappearing along with the blade. His eyes shifted back to their normal state and he lets out a very long frustrated sigh. He hears the sound of footsteps and see's Phantom squad approaching him.

"So my lord what are our orders now?" After a moment of silence one of the members asked.

Tsukune bent down and picked up the somewhat burnt white card. The only thing still readable were the words 'Yokai Academy'. He let go of the card as the wind carried it away then turned to face the group. He heard the humming of a helicopter in distance and saw the Black Hawk, along with the Apache from earlier circling above him. The Apache took a defensive position a hundred meters to the left of the oasis while the Black Hawk began to slowly descend down in front of the Teen.

Tsukune closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead for a few seconds feeling a massive headache coming on. He lets out a very long sigh.

Why can't things ever be simple? I swear my luck must be like F rank for something this simple to end up in some stupid conspiracy at some academy for monsters. Fucking Campione luck, things can never be easy can it. He complained to himself before opening his eyes.

"Well it looks like you guys are going to be going hunting while I go on vacation." The soldiers stood there in silence.

"Um my lord?" The Lieutenant questioned.

"Looks like I'm going to high school. Oh with my luck this is just going to go down all smoothly..."

Authors Note:

And with that we are done with chapter 1. So you guys think this story has potential? Was it interesting? What did you like and not like?

Drop a review; seriously drop one they really help with my self-confidence and helps me write these stories faster.

Now to news for my other story. I am NOT dropping New God Slayer it is on hold until I finish Chapter 3 for this story. That or my finishing the first chapter of Lightning God Luffy.

There is a poll on my profile that will decide who Tsukune will be paired with since I don't want to deal with the potential flames from other fans from just going with Mizore.

Well till next chapter TBD by… I do not know…