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"Get the hell out!" Sam raged at the servants that had been sent to see to her before the victory parade. "I'm not wearing a dress and I don't need help putting on my clothes!"

"But Lady Samantha, the princess picked out that dr..." The poor servant tried to reason with the girl, but made two quick mistakes made him having to run out of the room with his two fellows as Sam brandished her sword.

Once the servants had ran out the door Sam slammed it behind them and summoned a few thorny vines to hold it closed. But she was still angry so she decided to take out her frustration on the bright pink and white dress that the stupid nobles had wanted to force her into. She ripped it to shreds with her magic, the fine silk not lasting a second against her wild rose bushes.

Feeling at least somewhat satisfied she turned back to her mirror. She was still dressed in her armor and would stay that way if she had anything to say about it. She didn't care about the blood stains or rips that littered the cloth, or the scraps and dents in the metal. She was not going to where a dress, and that was final.

In truth, she would have liked to slip back into her old clothes from before she was summoned, but that was sadly not an option. They just won't fit her anymore. Sam looked over her own body realizing just how much it had changed in the last three months. She was a few inches taller and her rather average B cup breasts had gone up to being a double C. Her hair that she had always kept cut to just above her shoulders had grown out to being just below her shoulder blades. She looked as those she had aged two years instead of just three months.

It was probably a side effect of what the scientists in her own world called 'Summoning Syndrome'. It was just their fancy name for the summoning and all the side effect that came with it. She had heard of people who had managed to return to Earth somehow having bright green hair or see through eyelids. People giving out there own radio waves or producing sonic sneezes. So simply maturing a little quick was not something to be upset about, though it was a pain.

She reach up and cupped her chest. The armor had been comfortable when she had first gotten it two months ago, but now it was squeezing her a bit tightly. She didn't even want to think about all the shopping she would have to do was she returned to Earth.

Returning to Earth.

They had finally completed the objective that had anchored them to this world and they could finally return home. Sam couldn't help but feel a bit of apprehension about it. She hadn't seen her mother and father for three months. She couldn't even begin to imagine how their next meeting would go. Would they have missed her like good parents should. Will they embrace her and tell her that everything will be okay. Or will they have found that they preferred it when she was gone. After all, they had never seen eye to eye. Will they understand the reason Sam had to stay way from them for so long. And what about when the agents of Babel come and Sam will have to leave them yet again.

Sam found that she was more worried about how her parents would react to her than anything the world governments could through together. She would have rather gone another round with Galious than risk things going poorly.

Sam was jarred out of these thoughts as she heard a knock at the door. She immediately dropped her hands from her breasts and glared at the door. "If your with the government or the church piss off or meet the business end of my sword!" Sam shouted angrily. She was sick and tired of all of the messengers from the different kings and princesses that wanted to curry favor with their new 'hero'. Not to mention the pope who wanted her to embrace their religion.

But when she heard the voice on the other side of the door she gave a sigh of relief. "Wow, bad day?" Danny said from out in the hall. "May I come in, or do you need a moment?"

"I barricade the door, so just use the wall." Sam said as she went back to her bed. Having Danny around would help with her stress. After all, he was gone through all the same things as she was.

Danny passed through the wall and stood in front of Sam, sending a glance at the remains of the dress. "Didn't like the princess's choice of clothes, huh?" He said with a chuckle. "I suppose you couldn't just find some black paint for them?"

"Wouldn't have gotten rid of the frilliness. The thing should just be glad I don't have a fire on hand." Sam scoffed as she pointed her nose up in the air, but Danny could see the grin on her face that showed how pleased she was with herself. "So what's the word on that man's daughter?" Sam whispered quietly.

Danny nodded. "I have her in my room over on the other side of the castle, the door is frozen shut so there isn't much chance of someone walking in and finding her. She's... taking everything unnaturally well." Danny said calmly.

"Danny... take me too her." Sam ordered her friend.

"Sam maybe you should..." Danny started but he might as well have just kept his mouth shut. No one had ever managed to convince Sam to change her plans.

"No Danny, I need to do this and I should do it right now." Sam said shaking her head. "I... I killed her father. I should be the one to speak to her."

"Sam we did the deed together." Danny pointed out.

"Good then you're coming with me." Sam said with a confident grin. Danny realized he had walked straight into that one and his head just sank.

"Fine, but you should at least wear something different. Hard to make a good first impression when you got blood on your clothes." Danny said as he pull up a woven basket out and tossed it on the bed next to Sam. "Special delivery."

Sam looked into the bag and pulled out a short sleeved dark green top with a black tree design stitched onto the back and some black pants. "Thank god." Sam said with a tired sigh. "I was afraid that I was going to have to wear one of those ridiculous dressed. Thanks Danny."

"Don't thank me too much. It's from Sir Leon." Danny said with a grin. The smile slid off Sam's face a bit. "I believe his exact words were, 'we'd best get that she devil something she would be willing to wear, or else she's likely to come to the banquet butt naked.'"

"That explains these." Sam grumbled as she lifted up some rather flashy black panties and a lacy black bra.

Sam and Sir Leon had a love/hate relationship. Sam hated the bastard because he was a pervert and an enemy of all woman, but she also liked the guy because of those same reasons. He was an interesting character and someone who didn't take himself so seriously that he couldn't have any fun. The man had also been the one to instruct her in the use of magic and some hand to hand combat leading to his nikenames, Pervy Sensei or the Perverted Knight.

"At least its better then nothing." Sam said with a shrug. Sam started to work at the straps to her shoulder plates. "Mind waiting outside until I'm done?" She said, but she could tell that Danny was already gone, waiting outside of her door.

Sam slowly lowered her shoulder guards and undid the ties on her top, letting the cloth armor fall from her chest and relieving the pressure that held her softer parts in place. She sighed and stretched her shoulders, glad to be free of her too tight clothes. Her breasts were bare since she had never really felt the need to wear a bra underneath the armor. The cloth had been thick enough and the thicker part around her stomach had provided all the support she really needed. Besides, if she had worn a bra, Sir Leon would have found a way to snatch if off her chest. More trouble that it was worth really.

Sam started to try and rub the feeling back into her body, her hands gently passing over the scraps and scars she had managed to get over the past few weeks of war. It was one thing she was a little jealous of Danny for. No mater how injure he became it never left a single blemish on his body, where she would have to carry the proof of her battles until the day that she died. Each one represented a mistake she had made, where she would be thrown from her horse or take a spear to the side. Each one weighing heavy on her each time she got back up for more.

Putting her old shirt down she started to work at the belt, taking off her sword and placing in on her bed next to her new clothes before lowering down her riding pants. Her legs might not have had the same scarring as her stomach and arms, but the inside of her thighs showed where her legs had blistered with saddle sores when she was first getting used to riding horse back. Her feet were still wrapped in bandages full of ointment to help with her feet.

She remembered how she had cursed that first week when she had heard that healing magic didn't really exist. The closest thing to it would be Sam's own nature magic, but that could only create new life. It couldn't repair the old. The cycle only goes in one direction. You can't bring back the dead. Spirit magic can only bend the rules of reality, not break them. Not unless you use more power than any mortal has any right to have... like Danny.

Now that Sam had stripped off all of her clothes she started to realize just how much she smelled. It must have been a few days since she had taken a proper bath and she had just gotten back from war. But there was nothing that she could do, after all, she couldn't exactly take the time to take a bath before the victory parade if she wanted to speak to Galious's daughter before they had to return to Earth. So Sam grabbed the dark underclothes that had been provided for her and quickly started to get dress, trying to do her best to ignore just how well the perverted knight knew her sizes. The creep.

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Danny waited patiently for Sam to finish up, trying his best not to think about the details of what she was doing on the other side of that wall behind his back.

This was going to be her final act in this world. It was kind of strange to think about it like that. It almost seemed sad. Like he was about to attend her funeral.

But they had already talked things over and they would return to their home world. The fact that they now had to keep the Demon King's daughter safe pretty much sealed the deal there. Regardless how shitty things were for the summoned children back on Earth, they were at least kept relatively safe. And with a little luck, they could find a way to make a home for her there.

Besides, Sam still wanted to 'change the world'. He could still remember all of her talk about removing CACOON from power and replacing them with an organization ruled by the people, rather than one ruled by those with power.

CACOON, who were also sometimes called the new United Nations, were are group of eight former summons who each had more raw power than most nations. They there the ones who had set up Babel, an independent nation made up of people who had been summoned.

The official reason for this was so that no nation could try to exploit these children. But the more likely reason was so that the group would be the undisputed kings of the world as they had more than enough power to conquer it.

The plan to take it out was fairly simple. Become a member, and bring it down from the inside. Might as well, since they were going to be forced into Babel the moment they set foot back on Earth. And since going along with her was easier than talking her out of it, Danny was being dragged along for the ride.

"I'm ready." Sam said as she pushed upon the door and stepped out into the hallway. Danny had to make sure to keep his eyes at her face. The clothes suited her and she stood proud as ever in the hallway, as if daring anyone to say that she wasn't the Queen of this castle. "Well? You going to stare all day or you going to take me too her? We don't have all the time in the worlds, remember?"

"R...right." Danny said holding out a hand to Sam who took it without missing a beat. She could feel the familiar chill coming down her arm as Danny turned them both invisible and they passed through the walls of the building, heading towards the daughter of the late Demon King.

The only sign that Sam was even slightly nervous about this meeting was a slight squeeze on Danny's hand. "Don't worry Sam. I'm here with you." The boy said softly.

Sam smiled. "Yeah... I know."

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Sam was not sure what she was expecting to see whenever she first met the daughter of the King of Demons. But regardless what she was expecting, the truth left her more than a little surprised.

If Galious had looked somewhat human, then his daughter looked like an ordinary girl in her early teens. She was average height, around five foot two inches, and her face still had a lot of baby fat on it which left her looked extremely cute and innocent. Even though her long hair was bright pink Sam new they could pass that off as just an effect of the summonings once they got back to Earth. But there was one thing about the girl that caught her attention a little more than the rest. Something that looked a bit out of place on the childish looking girl's body.

Her breasts were huge, at least an E cup. Sam had never seen such large breasts in her entire life. She caught herself worrying if they even had clothes in her size back on Earth. Would people buy summoning syndrome for those things?

"Who... who are you?" The girl stuttered, as she backed away from Sam and Danny. The poor thing looked more than a little uncomfortable, though Sam could hardly blame her. But a weak voice in the back of the Earth girl's head wondered if this was just an act. Didn't matter, Sam's job didn't change either way.

"You don't need to be afraid. My name is Sam, Sam Manson." Sam said trying to keep her voice calm. "I'm... I'm sorry for your loss." She said simply, tilting her head forward. The Demon Princess seemed a little taken aback by the action. "I only knew your father through the course of our fight with him, but he seemed like a caring man. I'm sorry that I took your father from you. I'd understand if you hate me, but I do wish to help you. It was your father's dying wish that you be taken out of harms way."

The girl was silent as she drain in what Sam had just said. "I know." She whispered. "He told me that this would happen someday. When I was a little girl he told me that when he died, I was to try to make a new life with whoever managed to kill him. Hoping that they would find it in their hearts to protect me, and not take vengeance against his heir." She bowed a little towards Sam. "My name is Myuu. I'm sorry for all the trouble."

Sam didn't know what to say, she shuffled her feet awkwardly. "You... really aren't what I was expecting from a demon princess." She admitted weakly.

"Only my father was a demon, and I'm told that I take after my mother. She was an elf." Myuu admitted.

"Well then Myuu, after today, Danny and I are going to be returning to the world we came from. You are welcome to come with us. No one would know that you aren't from there, so you should be safe. But the choice is yours." Sam said, hoping she wasn't pressuring the poor girl too much. She couldn't imagine having to live her life with the person who killed her family.

Myuu's eyes widened. Sam was surprised with how bright green they were, nearly as green as Danny's ghostly form. But then a sad expression crossed her face. "I can't. The other world gate can only send people who were summoned from other worlds back. It will not open for me."

"There is more than one way to move between worlds." Danny said simply. "Don't worry I've got my methods of travel. You just need to choice whether or not you want to come along. Hell, you can give it a trial run if you want. I can bring you back to this world at any time if you feel like you can't take it anymore. Though it will make things a little difficult for us to explain how you disappeared." Danny looked the smaller girl in the eyes. "You have the right to do whatever you wish. But if you want our help, this is what we can do."

Myuu looked out the window. "I... I can leave this world?" She mumbled. They could see the indecision in her expression. This world was all she had ever known, it held all of her memories, good and bad. Simply letting all of that go was a huge choice to make.

"We can give you some time if you need it." Danny suggested after a few seconds of silence.

"No." Myuu said shaking her head. "I've decided." She turned to the two of them, trying her best to seem confident and strong, only managing to seem like a stubborn little girl because of her childish features. "Please take good care of me." She said before bowing to them.

Sam tried her best to smile. "It's good to have you on board. Myuu."


"This is unbelievable." Balaam Dai Aron Disdia grumbled from the top of his literal high horse as he stood in one of the spots of high honor of the victory parade that was scheduled to start at any moment. The king of the Disdia Empire was a brutish looking man with an equally brutish personality.

He was talk with thick brown hair and a beard that looked like he was tried to decide which of three mustache styles he wanted and simply opted to get all three at once.

"How long does that girl plan on making royalty wait. Such arrogance." Balaam growled as he glared over the heads of the others.

"Please father, you must remember that you must give women time to look there best." Prince Alphonse said as he rode up next to his father. His father's advisers having called him in hopes that he might calm the king's temper. Unlike his father, the boy was clean shaven and his brown hair was cut shorter so it didn't hang down his back. "Surely the beauty of our land's heroine will be well worth the wait."

"Heroine." The King scoffed. "That girl is nothing more than a glorified harlot who has sway over a dangerous monster. I would be willing to bet that she bought his loyalties with her own body."

"I would prefer if you kept such baseless opinions to yourself." Listy El Da Sherfied, the princess of the country of Sherfied attempted to scold the king. The Kingdom of Sherfied and the Disdia Empire had never been close, differing in culture, ideology, resources and government policy. The only thing that had brought them together was the looming threat of dark clans, and the girl hero who more or less demanded their compliance. "Even if the Lady Samantha has no respect for her better, you must remember that to the people she is our savior. And we do owe the Phantom a debt of gratitude as well."

Listy herself was as different from Balaam in appearance as their countries were different from each other. She had smooth pale skin and long golden blond hair done up in a ponytail, and where the grumpy king wore a scowl as ruff as his bear skin cloak, the princess was dressed in a gentle green dress with a clear white veil around her arms.

"Oh, so the Princess of Sherfied has taken a fancy to that subhuman filth." Balaam scoffed angrily.

Listy's eyes widened at the insult. "I will have you know that it Sherfied royal family does not mingle with his type!" Listy objected. "I am simply stating that you should not seek to endanger your position by threatening the lady who has won the hearts of the people."

Alphonse began to laugh. "Yes, she is quiet popular among the commoners. But that is the exact reason I will be taking her as my bride." Alphonse declared to the shock of many who were gathered, though his father was not one of them. It was a purely political move. "With our goddess of victory standing by my side in my kingship, how can the empire do anything but thrive."

Before Listy could even comment on the rudeness of openly treating a hero like an trophy, a laugh drew all of their attention away to Sir Leon as the knight laughed at the prince decoration of desire to take the hero to be his lady wife. "Would you like to tell me what you find so amusing, knave." Alphonse spat at the knight.

"Simple. You remind me of a man I once knew who thought it would be very impressive to own a pet lion. After all, it is a symbol of power and courage." Leon said as the blond haired knight grinned at the prince. "Pity he wasn't a lion tamer. It wasn't long until the idiot died to the beast he had tried to chain to the foot of his bed."

"What is it that you are implying." Alphonse said, narrowing his eyes.

"Go back home to your house cats you foolish prince. Leave the lioness for the lion tamer." Leon said with a grin. "Our holy woman was summoned to Sherfied and it is here where she will stay. I will make the wild cat mine."

Princess Listy hardly liked this declaration any more than the last. Leon had a reputation as a collector of women, not someone who was very noble, despite his close ties to her family. Though despite this he probably had a closer relationship with the girl than most of them.

"To speak of our Holy Lady as some form of trophy wife. Have you men no shame." Miranda Quenti, the pope's mouth piece said as the white haired youth glared at the two nobles. "Truly holy individuals commit themselves to the gods, not to pleasures of the world. You seek that which you cannot and should not have."

"Please, you only say that because you got no balls." Leon said waving the boy off. Miranda glared. Like most of the higher members of the church Miranda had been removed from the pressures of the world through rather permanent means, as well as being made to dress like a woman and have a woman's name. For Leon to off handedly mention the sacrifice was of greatest insult.

Listy watched as the tensions rose between these three young man. It mirror the tension that was rising between the three nations. And all of it was over the same question. Now that the war was over, who owned their Holy Woman?

In the short time she had been in Alayzard, Sam had managed to become the most important person in the entire land, gaining favor with not just the people of the three great nations of man, but also the mermaids, wood elves, and centaur clans. Each kingdom wished to take possession of this most important person. The hero who defeated the most powerful Dark Lord in the history of Alayzard.

Miranda's hand brushed the hilt of his sword as he glared at Leon. "I dare you preacher girl." Leon said as his hand went to his own blade. Alphonse gave his men a gesture and three of his guards also went for their blades.

"Honestly, can I not leave you idiots together for five minutes without you trying to kill each other?" All action stopped as they all recognized Sam's cocky voice.

The heroine herself rode up on her Guinevere, giving them all a disapproving look, as if they were small children that had been caught misbehaving. The three men each stopped and stared at her, too unsure of themselves to even breath.

Dressed in her form fitting dark green and black clothes, she had a sort of beauty about her that they didn't see in most of the women of the court. Her grace and pride were different than the others. Less lady like and more wild and aggressive. Each of them saw the most beautiful woman they had ever laid eyes on.

But all Sam saw where three men in their late twenties that had their heads up there asses. She wasn't so nieve to not realize that they were fighting for her good graces but she honestly couldn't care less about them. To her they were an annoyance, and one that she would so say goodbye to, and good riddens.

"I am sorry, My Lady. I forgot myself." Miranda said, wanting to be the first to say something.

"Well then try to remember that your world is going to be watching you all today. They want to see what you are going to do now that the war is finally over. So try not to have 'being at each other's throats' as the new policy." Sam said as she rolled her eyes.

"And pray tell us where you have been?" Balaam said trying his best to look civil while the girl was looking. Though his contempt for her tardiness was easy to spot.

"I had some more important things to take care of." Sam said as a jab at the king.

"Oh, and what was so important that you had to keep royalty waiting in order to see to it?" Balaam said, an eye twitching as he took her taunt.

"If that was your business, I would have informed you of it. You do know that my world doesn't revolve around your ties of nobility. Just because the war is over doesn't mean that everything is all of the sudden alright with the world." Sam said as she moved straight passed the king, not even bothering to keep eye contact with him. "The sell swords that are now out of work are quickly forming bandit raiding parties and are trying to take advantage of this time to rob from the boarder villages. I consider ordering arranging an alarm system to inform us of any attacks to be infinitely more important than this stupid celebration."

"Bandits!" Listy shouted in shock. "How could anyone wish to do such a thing right after we finally won our peace?"

"Your being too nieve again, Princess." Sam said shaking her head. "Violence is those people's livelihood. Now that the war is over they need a new source of income. Even bastards have to eat."

"You should have brought me into these dealings. After all, as a knight of Sherfied, anything that threatens the people of our lands is my business." Sir Leon said as he flashed Sam a smile.

"Who ever said they were your people? The main targets of the raiding parties are the civilians of the dark clans." Sam said.

The jaws of everyone present dropped. "You would protect that subhuman filth!" Balaam roared.

"Somebody needs to. Civilians are civilians. They don't deserve to have their homes burned." Sam said just as angrily. "I have arranged with the centaurs and wood elves to set up a volunteer army to help deal with these raiders, it will be made up of anyone who is willing to join; human, elf, demon, I don't care. Sir Dennis will be in charge of gathering the resources for the group and Nimbleoak of the Western Wood Brothers offered to mark key points on the maps."

"You would offer help to our enemies? Even after everything they did." Leon said, a darker expression crossing his face.

"The war is over. Just let it go." Sam said. "Speaking of which, how about we get this stupid ceremony over with. I've got more important things to do than listen to you all grip all day." And with that, Sam urged her horse forward, leaving the others staring open mouthed after her.

Even after all this time, they still find her way of doing things to be more than shocking. She went against everything they knew. And it was with that personality that she had taken charge of all their armies and lead their battles. "What a woman." Alphonse mumbled and the others could only nodded in agreement.


"You sure you want to watch this?" Danny asked Myuu as they sat on top of a tall tower over the streets of the city, watching as the people gathered to catch a glimpse of their hero who had rescued them from despair. Danny couldn't understand why the girl wanted to see the event. It was the death of her father they were celebrating.

Myuu nodded. "I need to see what kind of person my father trusted me to. I've heard stories about her. But I need to see it with my own eyes." Myuu said as she pulled in her legs. The sounds of the cheers and laughter clashing with the sadness she felt inside.

"Well... you might end up being surprised." Danny said as he sat down at the edge of the roof next to her. "Sam has never liked doing what people expect her to."

Myuu looked confused, but before she could ask what he meant, the crowd went crazy. Coming down the long road up to the palace was Sam, sitting proud on top of her tall war horse. She was leading the march, the key figures of each nation trotting long behind her as she set the pace.

The crowd cheered her name, shouting for there 'Goddess of Victory', the woman who had never lost a battle. A woman who was larger than life itself. But to Myuu, sitting on top of the high tower, she looked so small and young. She didn't act like a high and mighty hero, standing above everyone and acting as if they were graced to be in her presence.

She smiled and laughed as some of the children from the crowd ran up to her to give her flowers, and pulled one little girl up onto her horse with her and helped her wave to the crowd. She was not stoic or cold, a guardian hanging over them all, but full of life and the center of everything.

Myuu heard Danny grumble a little as one of the three men on horse back behind Sam pushed his horse forward to speak to her, receiving a glare from the other two who quickly tried to join. "What's the matter?" Myuu asked the ghostboy.

"Nothing, they're just Sam's suiters. Wish they would just take a hint and give up. They're all too old for her anyways." Danny said angrily.

"Su...suiters!?" Myuu squeaked. The demon princess blushed a bright red at hearing the term.

"Well technically only two of them are her suiters. The last one is just trying to win her over for his nation. Stupid politics." Danny clarified before glancing over at the girl. "Didn't anyone try to take your hand in marage in order to gain favor with your father or something? If nothing less." He said that last part a little quieter as he glanced over the girl's body. From a strictly objective stand point, Danny had to admit she was a good looking girl. One that most boy's back in his world would have been crawling all over to introduce themselves too.

"No!.. I don't think so..." Myuu said, ending more weakly than she meant to.

"Huh... maybe you dad scared them all off. He seemed like a pretty protective kind of guy. That's probably why he met us outside of his castle. If we had fought inside he would have had a much greater advantage, but there would have been a chance you would have been caught in the cross fire." Danny said with a shrug. "I know I would be afraid of asking you out on a date if he was standing their with his arms crossed."

Myuu was quiet, thinking over the things that Danny had just said. "He really was... wasn't he." She said in a leveled voice.

The world seemed to have an awkward silence, even though the crowds below them were roaring with laughter and song. But even with all the joy of the city, the two up on the tower were stuck on glum. "You now you can cry about it if you want to." Danny said simply. Myuu froze up, not wanting the boy to see just how much she wanted to. "I won't think any less of you if you do."

"I am not weak." Myuu pouted angrily.

"Admitting you're sad isn't weakness." Danny said shaking his head. "I was sad when my parents died. It took me a while to cry about it, but I didn't really feel better until after I did." Myuu looked surprised at that information. "My dad had always been a reckless driver, and that caught up to him. He drove the family car off a cliff with my mom in the passenger seat."

"I'm sorry." Myuu said tilting her head away. But after a few more seconds she asked. "What's a car?"

"Huh... think of it as a coach that doesn't need to have any horses pulling it." Danny said, realizing for the first time that the girl was going to be in for a bit of a culture shock when she finally went to Earth. "That's not really important. You don't need to cry now, but just don't try to hold it in. It isn't healthy. At least, that's what Jazz kept saying."

"Who's Jazz?" Myuu asked curiously.

"My older sister. She'll probably chew me out for taking so long to get back home once this is all over. Man I had only planned to be gone for a few hours, a day at the most. And it's been three months." Danny chuckled rubbing the back of his neck. "I hope she didn't worry herself sick..." Myuu could hear the guilt in his voice. The shame of making his sister worry.

It was odd for her to see the people that her father had named as heroes and asked to protect her in this light. They seemed so normal. They had joy and fear in their lives. They where understanding and just trying to do what they thought was right. If only the situation between them and her father had been different. Maybe they would have all been friends.

She was shocked out of her thoughts when Danny broke into laughter. "Don't look now, but Sam is about to give her speech." Danny laughed as he grinned down. Sam had gotten off of her horse and was heading up to a small stage overlooking the crowd. The lords and ladies that had been following her all filling into seats off to the side, with the royals and representatives of each nation and clan sitting in seats of honor. "Oh man I can't believe they're going to let her talk. Did these idiots not learn anything over the past few months."

"What?" Myuu said, confused by Danny's comments. Why wouldn't they want the hero to give words of encouragement to their people?

"You'll see." Danny said with a grin. "Oh man. If only I had popcorn." Danny chuckled as he leaned forwards, resting his hands on his knees. Myuu turned to watch as the crowd slowly quieted. She couldn't help but wonder what popcorn was.

Sam stood above all of the common people. Each standing with upturned faces as they gazed in awe at their hero. Preparing to carve whatever words of wisdom she might impart onto them into their minds forever. It was a disaster waiting to happen.

Sam smiled down at them with a rather sad expression on her face. "I look out upon this gather, and I can't help but to see the faces that aren't here. The fathers and brothers who went out onto the battlefield, not for honor or duty, but out of fear of what would become of their families if they stayed still. It is for you that they risked themselves, and for you that so many of them lost their lives. I hope that you all remember that in the years to come. Live your lives to the fullest, cherish each moment that those brave souls bought for you with their blood." Sam use quite the public speaker, having practiced day and night at it back on Earth, taking inspiration for several key figures in history. Each and every face in the crowd was looking up at her, drinking in every word. Even the nobles seemed to be on the edge of their seats.

"But you didn't come here today to morn, their will be time for that in the days to come as you all seek to rebuild your lives. You came her today to give thanks to those who made it possible for us all to still be standing here today. Though I am afraid your thanks has been misplaced on me." Sam said, shaking her head to the confusion of those had come. "There were so many people who had to work together to make this day possible. Not just the three nations of humans, but several other men and women as well. They all put aside their differences, all the past and present griefs. We all suffered in silence for the common good, because we knew that our cause was just. And so, now that those dark times are over, I would like to speak some word."

"Oh gods, here it comes." Danny said, looking as though he was going to bust a gut soon. Myuu didn't understand, it was a motivational speech, what could she possibly do? Danny got up from his spot on the edge of the building. "I need to be prepared for my part in this. Just stay out of sight. I'll be right back."

Before Myuu could ask what he was talking about Danny stepped off the edge of the building, and vanished from sight.

"Murkari of the Merfolk, it is thanks to your raiders cutting off the enemies supply lines that we were able to end the war so quickly. And for that you have my gratitude and admiration." Sam said, the large merman who sat in one of the seats of honor bowed his head and made a deep throated cry of approval in the manner of his kin. Myuu had never seen any of the Merfolk before. They were taller than an average human and covered with multicolored fish scales that shined in the light of the sun. Their gills had adapted so that they could pull in air as well as water, though their people still preferred the sea.

Sam had been going down the line, making note of each clans and races' contributions to the cause. Myuu had no idea just how many species the hero had managed to gather to her side. But finally she was getting down to just the three kingdoms of man left to talk about.

"Emperor Balaam Dai Aron Disdia." Sam said as she looked to the large man. "Without your family's hard work, today would have never common to pass." The king pushed out his chest, trying to look as proud as possible. "After all, without their contain racism and bulling of those who that saw as inferior to them, the dark clans would have never felt the need to lash out against the kingdoms of man. And your pig headedness and insistence of not bring in the elf clans would have certainly been the death of us if I had ever bothered to listen to your stupid opinions."

It took a moment for everyone to register what she had just said, but once she was finished the crowd roared with laughter, with several of the elves in attendance giving loud whissle blows as the King stared in dumb shock.

"Prince Alphonse, I will not marry you, so stop following me around or else I will do the same thing to you as we did with the prince back in my world that tried to take me as his bride. We'll kick your ass, lock you in a dungeon somewhere, and then give your rule over to your sister. I'm sure that Wendy would do a much better job than you. At least she cares about her people." Sam snapped at the prince who shrank away as everyone laughed at him as his father.

"Miranda! Stop trying to convert the Merfork every time I turn my back on you. If they want to worship the Grand Koi then let them." Sam shouted at the priest, earning many deep throated laughs from the merman. Was mouthing a silent prayer hoping that he would wake up and it would just be a nightmare. Leon punch the guy on the shoulder in a playful manner as he laughed his lungs out.

"Don't be too proud of yourself Leon! We're lucky we managed to get anywhere with the war effort in Sherfied with you wasting everyone's time chasing skirts! I can't even remember how many times Listy and I had to get onto you about stealing women's underwear. Your not a knight, your a pervert. And the only thing that is more embarrassing is that your proud of yourself." Sam said angrily.

"Yes I am!" Leon shouted back with a cocky grin, lust still in his eyes.

"No to mention your also a racist bastard who doesn't give a damn about the people under his command and only wants revenge!" Sam shouted. That seemed to hit a nerve as Leon's eyes widened.

"Listy, stop calling yourself a princess, you a Queen, now act like you. Stop just scolding people when then break your laws and actually do something about it. Leon should have been stripped of his title a long time ago." Sam said to the blond haired woman who blushed.

Finished with her belittling her prime targets, Sam turned back to the people. "It's clear that the leadership here is lacking, and I am going to be counting on you all to help these guys shape up when I'm gone."

Everyone went silent as those words sank in. Their hero was leaving.

"This isn't my world, and I should have left a long time ago. It was only my unwillingness to turn my back and simply let you all die that anchered me here, but now that the war is over, I must return to my own world." Sam said with an apologitic bow of her head to the people. "I now that you can all make a difference and that you can rebuild what you have lost. And with that knowledge, I can leave without regrets. Thank you all for putting up with me until now. I will never forget you." She said and they all murmured in disbelief and sadness as she bowed. Some of the guards where motioned to, told to make sure the girl didn't leave.

"Danny..." Sam whispered and she felt a cold hand on her shoulder. In the blink of an eye, she was gone, leaving a shocked crowd to try to wrap their heads around what had just happened.

Up on the roof, Myuu could feel Danny returning, even before she saw him and Sam reappear out of thin air. "You know you probably just sewed the seeds of revolution, don't you?" Danny chuckled as Sam burst into her own laughter.

"Yeah well, a new government might do the people some good. And I just had to get back at those idiots for all the grief they have given me. Those pains in my ass." Sam said before glancing at Myuu. "So how did you like the show?" She asked with a grin.

Myuu just nodded, her head was still ringing from what she had heard, and her jaw was dropped upon, looking as those she was trying to catch flies in it.

"Myuu, I need to take Sam to the otherworld gate. Its the only way she can return to Earth, but after that I'll be right back to pick you up for our ride to the other world." Danny said to the girl. "So just try to keep from getting caught until I get back. I'm pretty sure they are going to be searching our rooms after this little stunt Sam pulled. But it should still be safe in this tower."

"R...right." Myuu nodded.

Sam looked down from the building. "It's a pity I can't take Guinevere back with me. But I suppose their isn't exactly a place for me to keep a war horse back home." Sam said with a sad sigh before she let Danny lead her away by the arm. The two of them became invisible again, and Myuu could feel them flying away.


Sam looked up at the Otherworld Gate. It wasn't the most mysterious or impressive sight she had ever seen, but it sure was out there.

The thing was made up of several decade looking blocks that were covered in moss and vines, the ancient runes barely noticeable on the worn surfaces. But for some reason there was a certain nostalgic quality to the thing. Maybe it had something to do with how they were stacked together in an arc, or perhaps it was the glowing green orb that rippled behind the thing, giving off rays of vivid green light as the air hummed around it.

"Your coach, my lady." Danny joked as he gestured towards the pulsating sphere.

"Oh gods Danny! For the love of Clockwork, I hope I never get called that again." Sam moaned rolling her eyes. But even though she was trying to act light and confident about it, Danny could see her nervousness poking through.

"Sam, it's just a portal. You've been through hundreds of them." Danny tried to calm the girl's nerves.

"Yeah, that's how I know you can't trust them." Sam mumbled weakly. She tried to close her ears to the shifting of the air that always seemed to accompany such portals.

Danny shook his head, though he knew exactly what she meant. But this was the only way. He had tried to take her through a ghost portal before, but the summonings had caused the portal to reject her. The only way Sam was ever getting back home was through that gateway.

Danny grinned as he thought of another way to get her to go. "Alright, but remember, if you don't go soon then everyone will catch up with us and you will have to stay here with Prince Alphonse and Sir Leon!" Danny teased in a sing song voice.

Sam shivered. "Alright! I'll go!" She shouted angrily as she started marching towards the portal. "You better be right behind me dammit! I expect you back in our world with Myuu in two hours tops! And if you don't show up, I will personally go to Far Frost and raise an army to drag you back!"

"No worries, I'm as sick of this place as you are." Danny chuckled as Sam moved towards the portal.

"Oh? So there was nothing going on between you and 'Princess' Listy?" Sam said, causing Danny to sputter weakly. But before he could get out a coherent response, Sam went through the portal and was gone from the world.

"She just has to get the last word in, doesn't she." Danny said as he tried to fight down a blush. The sound of hooves was coming closer and Danny turned to see the guards of all three nations coming up towards him. He saw Prince Alphonse and Sir Leon leading the group as they moved towards him as quickly at they could, not knowing that their 'holy woman' was already far beyond their reach. "You're all a little late to see her off. Not that Sam has ever been one to like long goodbyes." Danny said as he turned to them with a cocky grin. He had never liked any of these people, and the feeling was mutual.

"Where is our Goddess of Victory! Tell us, you subhuman filth, so that we may go to her!" Prince Alphonse shouted angrily at Danny.

"Weren't you listening you idiot! She's already gone!" Sir Leon shouted as he glared daggers at the ghost boy. "Damn you! You have taken our holy woman away from us."

"'Your' holy woman? You idiots still don't have a clue do you?" Danny chuckled. "You don't own Sam. You never did. She can't even be owned. I doubt even she can control herself." Danny waved them off as they continued to fum. "The war is over, so she is gone. Now if you would excuse me. I need to make arrangements for my own trip home."

Danny was about to fly away when Leon shouted over at him. "Where is she!?"

Danny rolled his eye. "Sam's gone! Get over it!" He shouted back.

"No! Where is Galious's daughter! Where is the Demon Princess!" Leon demanded. Whispers moved through the gathered knights.

Danny stopped. "What makes you think I know where she is? Galious probably shipped her off to somewhere safe just before the finally battle. Besides, the war is over. Just leave the girl in peace." Danny said calmly.

"Do not try to pull the wool over our eyes! We know what you are! I know that you hold that demon! Now give her up!" Leon demanded placing a hand on his enchanted sword. "She must be made to pay for her crimes!"

Danny narrowed his eyes. "What crimes are those? Last I check she was just the daughter of a demon lord. She never did anything." Danny might as well have confessed that he was harboring the girl.

"Simply being born to her putrid blood line is crime enough." Prince Alphonse said as he realized what Leon was on about. Capturing and executing the daughter of the dark lord, and thus ending his blood line, would be a feather in his cap. Something that would surely win the people over.

"Hand her over." Leon growled, not caring about honor. He simply wanted revenge against the demons, and using Myuu as bate to lure them out of hiding was the best way to go about it. Screw Sam's words about forming peace between their kinds. Her thoughts had been tainted by the subhuman filth that was now before them.

Danny's hand clenched into a fist. "I won't let you kill an innocent child." Danny growled, his eyes flashing an even deeper green as his anger grew. A faint light light flowing around his skin. Some of the knight's horses took a few steps back, understanding that their riders where angering a powerful force. But most had been broken and wouldn't have flinched even if their masters had tried to ride them off of the top of a cliff.

"So you admit your treachery? You wicked beast. You will hang for this treason." Prince Alphonse snapped as he motioned for his knights to advance.

"How can it be treason? I never swore my loyalty to anyone. Galious asked me with his dying breath to protect his daughter for him, and I will honor that last request." Danny said as he watched the knights preparing to charge. "Stop being stupid. You're no match for me. You all know it." Danny said, glaring at them. "I am going to take Myuu out of this world and to the land of the dead. How is that any different than killing her as far as you are concerned? She will never be seen in this land again. So just let her go."

A red magic circle appeared underneath Danny's feet and a pillar of fire shot out of the ground, engulfing his body in swirling flames that danced up into the sky.

"You underestimate us, Phantom. I will not hesitate to kill a monster like you." Leon said as his golden eyes stared hard at the fire. He turned to his men, believing the dead had been done. "I want you all to search every nook and cranny of the castle! Every stop that monster had even looked at until we find that devil spawn!"

"Yes, the child of Galious must be found!" The Prince said to his own men.

"You are all idiots..." Danny voice echoed through the air as a cold chill moved through the woods.

They all turned back to see the pillar of fire dying away, with Danny standing unscathed in the middle of the patch of blackened soil. "Even Galious couldn't kill me with spirit magic. What makes you think your third rate fire spell could even singe a hair on my head?" Danny said as he gave the knights his cocky grin. They gasped as moved back as the white glow of spiritual energy grew stronger around him. "If you want to hurt a spirit using spirit magic, you have to have more power than they do, and none of you could hold a candle to Galious."

Danny cracked his knuckles before putting his hands to his sides, letting his cold energy flow out, down his arms to form into crystal blades. "I'm sick and tired of having to deal with all of your crap. So know it is time to teach you all a lesson."

The knights panicked and tried to form magic circles to protect them from the ghost boy, but Danny moved fast, not giving them time to focus on any given spot for too long.

But rather than cutting down the knights, he simply cut all the straps on their horses as he moved through the crowd, dodging spear thrusts and chunks of rock that they sent flying at him with their magic.

Once he had cut the last strap he ran out of the group and turned to them. "Be gone!" His voice boomed, sending out a chill that startled the animals causing them all to kick, throwing off their rides and saddles as the animal ran for the hills.

Danny laughed as the knights feel to the ground, the sound of their metal armor clanging against the ground as they struggled to get back up.

"Well now, looks like it is going to take you a while to get back to your castle." Danny teased the horseless men.

"Damn you!" Leon shouted as he casted another fire ball at Danny which the boy just lazily batted to the said like it was a ball of paper rather than flames.

"Goodbye, Sir Leon. You racist prick." Danny said with a solute before turning invisible and flying off, back towards the castle and Princess Myuu.


Just a few hours ago, Myuu had been the princess of the most powerful clan of demons that history had ever known, the daughter of the greatest Dark Lord to ever live. And now she was a single young girl on the run from an entire world with neither family or clan, having to depend on her father's killers for protection. It was hard for her to believe how quickly everything had changed.

Her father had been trying to build a new world for her, a world where they wouldn't have to hide away all of their lives. A world without humans who would hunt them and try to seal them away. A world where she could live freely. So why... why did he have to die?

Even as she asked herself the question, she knew the answer. It was because the humans didn't want to die either. They didn't want to be forced into submission the same way the dark clansmen had been. It is why they fought back, and why they summoned their hero.

Myuu thought about everything she had seem about the unusual hero. Sam was hardly the type of person from the stories. She hadn't been welling up with pride at having defeated a powerful Dark Lord. Not declaring her righteousness to the heavens as she vanquished the demons. She had seemed so apologetic. Rather than seeing the humans as some kind of superior race, she had treated all peoples equally, if not with kindness, going so far as to set up a relief effort to help ease the pains of war left to the dark clansmen, even going as far as protecting Myuu, Galious's daughter.

As much as Myuu wanted to, she found that she couldn't hate Sam for her part in her father's death. Her or the spirit who stood beside her. Danny's understanding words were still stuck in the former princess's mind. That it was alright to be sad, that it wasn't weakness to cry.

As Myuu sat in the closed off room, waiting for Danny to return to take her out of this world which no longer held a future for her, she let her emotions take over. Letting the tears come as she wept for her father, for her people, and for herself.

She cried and cried until nearly an hour passed and she finally became aware of a strong spiritual presence in the room. "You could have just told me you were here." Myuu said weakly as she did her best to push the water works out of her eyes.

"I wanted to give you some time to let it all out. Don't worry, we aren't really in that much of a hurry." Danny said as his body returned to the visible spectrum. Myuu looked up at him, seeing the pity in his eyes, plain as day. "You feeling any better now?"

Myuu's head sank down. "I guess so."

Danny held his hand out to her. "Then it is probably time we get moving. The nobles around here have already figured out that I snuck you out of your palace, so they are probably going to start searching the castle. Probably for the best if we don't take any longer than needed."

Myuu nodded and took his hand. "How are we going to leave? We can't use the otherworld gate."

A small grin passed over Danny's face. "Don't underestimate a ghost. We've got our own set of tricks." Danny reached out a hand in front of him and Myuu held back a gasp as she felt a massive surge of spiritual energy. A small portal appeared in front of them, the spiral green energy felt like it was drawing them in. "It's time to go." Danny said as he pulled Myuu through the portal with him, letting in shut itself behind them.

Just like that, the hero, the spirit, and the demon princess had all vanished from Alayzard.

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It took Sam a few moments to remember where she was, and when she finally did realize it she briefly considered using her magic to level the place. "Great. Forgot this is where I had been summoned from." She grumbled, crossing her arms and glaring out at the wide eyed boys and girls in front of her. "I see the peanut gallery hasn't changed while I was gone!" Sam said in a loud and angry voice as she looked out at her classmates in the middle of Caspar High School.

Sam glared at them as they all stared in slack jawed astonishment, and maybe horror as she stood in front of them in her extremely foreign clothes, a sword and a shield that were still on her back.

Sam was shocked though when a boy ran up to her and throw his arms around her in a hug. "Your alive! Your alive! I told them you'd be back!" Tucker laughed as he hugged his old friend. Sam had hardly recognized him, not because he went through a growth spirt like Danny had, but because he had taken off his red hat. He was still the same other than that, an African America boy who had a little bit of a gut from all his hours sitting on his butt playing video games and eating nothing but large quantities of junk food and meat.

"Tucker, no hugging!" Sam said as she pried the boy's arms off of her. "And of course I'm alive. I just had some things to take care of before I came back. No big deal."

"M...Ms. Manson." Mr. Lancer said in dumb shock. The balding teacher hadn't changed one bit either, though Sam couldn't care less about that. Right now she was in no mode for her classmate. She would talk to Tucker later, but at the moment there was something she had to do. Something she had been emotionally preparing herself for all day.

"Tucker, meet me at Fenton Works tonight. I've got places to be." Sam said with a confident, commanding voice as she pushed her much longer than they remembered it black hair back behind her shoulders.

"Will do. Does that mean Danny's back too?" Tucker asked.

"Of course he is. If I am hard to get rid of, Danny is impossible to." Sam said with a grin as Tucker did a fist pump of victory.

"Yes! The betting pot is mine! Eat it none believer!" Tucker shouted. Sam just rolled her eyes before leaving the room, leaving an entire room of slack jawed teens in her wake.

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Sam had gotten a lot of odd looks as she ran down the streets, using her magic to increase her speed to the point were she was leaving some of the cars in her dust. But with every step she took towards her destination she found herself slowing a bit more and more. She was hardly even moving at a walking pace as she finally turned the final corner and walked up to the porch of her house.

She looked up at her own home, the surreal dream-like feeling passing over her as she stared at it. The building was completely unchanged, not a single detail out of place from the moment she had first left it. Sam walked up to the door, not sure what to do, standing on the welcome mat like an idiot.

Should she just walk in? It was her home, even if she hadn't been there in a few months. But... what if her parents didn't recognize her? What if they didn't want her back? What if she woke up and it was all a dream? The 'what if's just kept piling up making Sam feel less and less like the brave hero who faced down a Dark Lord, and more like a small child who had wet the bed and didn't want her mommy to find out.

In a half daze, Sam's hand went towards the door knob and turned it, slowly pushing the door upon. Her mind registered that even the creak of the door was the same as it had always been. Her father had still not oiled the hinges.

Holding her breath, Sam stepped back into her old home and in a way, her old life. Sneaking into her house, trying to be as quiet as a mouse because she had over stayed curfew or something. The sound of her sword hilt bouncing against her shield rang in her eyes like bombs going off as she made her way through the front hall and towards the living room where some small sound was coming from.

The chairs and sofa were in the exact same place as before, the TV turned on to FOX news. A small smile crossed Sam's face as she saw the reporters on the monitor. She hated FOX news. It was so bias it was laughable, but her parents still watched it, regardless what their daughter said. Picking up the remote she turned the TV off, quieting the world again.

"I'm really back." Sam said to herself in a whisper as if afraid that the world hear her and that reality would rewrite itself so that it wasn't true.

Hearing a gasp behind her, Sam turned to see a woman standing in the doorway. Her bright orange hair let down for once in her life and a black dress of mourning on instead of her usual bright and frilly pink. Her lime green eyes staring into Sam's amethyst ones.

"Sammykins?" Pamela Manson said in a disbelieving voice. Sam didn't even flinch at the awful nickname. She just swallowed hard, trying to find her voice.

"Hey mom... I'm home." She said trying to hide her nervousness.

Pamela's eyes welled up with tears as she rushed forward, embracing her daughter. "Oh Sammy, we thought you were gone. We thought you were gone." Sam's mother cried as she hugged her daughter.

Sam stood in relative shock for a few moments before the last bits of the noble hero melted away and she wrapped her arms around her mother and tears began to roll down her own cheeks. "I'm sorry mom." It was the only thing that she could think to say. But that was alright. There was no need for words. Not yet. Now was a time for comfort. It would be the only time they had for it.


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