This will be a tougher story to write... I hope you all like it. ;)

Septimus looked up at the moon, smiling softly before sighing in relief. Not quite a full moon yet... another night, another day he got closer to going nuts. That's how he saw the full moon. A time where he turned into a bigger freak than he already was. He feared it...

The fire demon had decided a walk would be good for him tonight. He wasn't sure why, he just felt anxious and closed in and-... he felt terrible, really. He felt cold on the inside. A fear really. He didn't want to become that monster Pyro again. He didn't want to hurt people anymore, much less eat them. He hadn't told his dad of Pyro yet either... he was so afraid of how his father would react. Flash was already upset by the fact that he was a fire demon, he wasn't going to make it worse by saying he had a carnivore hell fire demon inside of him as well. Besides... he'd have his brothers lock him up in the basement when it WAS the full moon. Tightly. So he wouldn't be able to escape. So he wouldn't do anything terrible...

He hated this feeling of fear... that stupid hellfire... he wished he was gone... in truth, he hadn't heard from Pyro since he'd lost his mind, but there was still the lingering fear he might see him again.

He prayed beyond prayed someone would get rid of the demon in his soul. He couldn't take knowing he was a monster. If someone could remove that demon and seal it away better, then he'd let them. He just wanted to be free some part of his curse...

... This wasn't helping him... he came out here to relax, and he was freaking himself out unnecessarily. Maybe he should get back up to heaven and get in bed. Before Flash noticed he was gone. He'd hate to frighten his father by his absence. That would just be mean... besides, he was beginning to get sleepy...

Slowly he came to a halt, looking around for any possible humans lurking near by. Finding no one, he allowed his wings to revile themselves with a burst of flames, flapping them a few times instinctively once the flames were gone, preparing to take off.

Suddenly something struck him harshly on the side of the head. Septimus stood ridged, eyes wide, pupils dilated, fangs gritted and claws bared all in utter shock and pain, before his eyes rolled up into his head, falling flat on his face. He was out cold.

The person behind him, his attacker, smirked at what she'd done, giggling wickedly at the act before placing her hands on her hips.

" I guess it's true what they say about the psychic children of Flash. "

She said wickedly, before bending down and tracing her fingers around Septimus' temples.

" They really ARE easy to knock out. "

The demon laughed, grabbing Septimus by the ankles and flinging him over her shoulders.

" Come on big boy. "

She mocked, snapping her fingers and opening up a dark portal, leading to Nerezza.

" You're going to have a nice time back in your once-so-called-home. "

The fiery being groaned, clenching his eyes shut and digging his claws into the ground below him- not causing the ground any damage strangely- before slowly willing himself to sit up on his knees, soon rubbing his eyes. His head hurt... where was he? It was strangely warm here, inviting for him really. Slowly he opened his eyes, finding the world around him dark. The walls and ceiling being darker than the floor, yet he could still make out the rooms details. Obviously he was in Nerezza. He had been here for so long, and had once called this place home, so he found himself unafraid by being here. Strange, wasn't it? He was knocked out and brought to Nerezza against his will, and yet, he wasn't afraid. Either he was really tough, or he was just empathetic. Either way, his lack of fear was very unusual.

The demon forced himself to his feet, his wings helping him do so really before deciding he should explore. After all, clearly someone had brought him here and had been messing around with his home. Someone would pay for this. Fire in the face, a magic energy blast, or psychic manipulation. Either way, he wanted revenge against the person who knocked him out.

Suddenly he jerked, unable to move anymore. Confused, he tried to walk forward again, getting the very same result. Feeling a bit frustrated now, he looked around, his eyes settling at his feet. Immediately he was horrified, as below him was a devils trap like nothing he'd ever seen before. ' That's odd... ' He thought, perplexed. ' I'm still part angel... devils traps should have no effect on me. Why can't I...? '

" Ah, awake I see. "

Septimus felt his eyes narrow, slowly turning around to find a demon woman in front of him. She had long, straight black hair, a red top with black sleeves, light black pants with black boots, red pupils with black sclera, large grey wings, and a black crescent moon with a black star on her forehead.

" Allow me to introduce myself. I am Yuki Kanno, and I have been given the privilege to... take back what is mine. "

Take back what is...? What was she talking about? What did Septimus have that belonged to her? The woman smirked and turned away, her hair flicking from her swiftness.

" You see, back when your little shadow friend Jack was still insane, me and my husband hatched a plan. Unfortunately, Jack was the only one capable of performing the spell, since he was directly created by Juan Carlos. He has a few spells up his sleeves that no other being can cast. So we were lucky he was insane at the time, otherwise he'd have never agreed to help us. And this plan began with you. "

Him? Why did it start with him? Why was he so special...?

" The first thing I had to was sneak my sweetie away from heaven. This was the night you were coming of age, 18. It wasn't easy, Flash almost always had him guarded. But I guess I'm stronger than many of those pathetic guardians. "

Dad had some demon sealed away so tightly he had the spirit guarded? Why though? Sure the demons who were sealed were dangerous, but never to the point Flash had them guarded that heavily. What was he so afraid of...?

" Once I had him, it was merely a matter of getting Jack to seal him inside of you. You were the most important part for the spell of the fallen. Unfortunately you would never reach that state on your own. You were too much of a goodie goodie. That's were my dear Pyro came into play. "

Pyro?!

" He is crueler than any demon you've ever met. Even crueler than Juan Carlos. If he could turn you evil, then you'd be perfect for the spell. Unfortunately... "

Yuki turned to face him now, glaring, yet she had tears lining her eyes.

" We didn't account for you turning back to a goodie goodie. Now you're to nice and heroic for Pyro to even COMMUNICATE with you anymore. He can't even possess you anymore. He's weakening with each and every day he's forced to remain inside you. "

Unknowingly, Septimus smirked. It felt good knowing he'd beaten one of the jerks who'd ruined his life. Yuki didn't seemed please by his reaction though. The tears disappeared, and her eyes turned blood red in anger.

" Which is why I am here now. I am here to bring Pyro back and away from you! "

The woman suddenly began to speak in a foreign language. It sounded demonic, so Septimus could easily understand it. She was telling the spirit within it's vessel to awaken and come forth once more into the world of darkness. The fire demon suddenly felt his body lurch painfully, something seemingly eating at his heart. Instinctively he clutched the afflicted area, breathing harshly. Another wave of pain hit him, forcing him to his knees. It was unbearable... he wanted it to go away more than anything right now. One final wave hit him, and it was enough to make him black out for a minute.

However, once his eyes opened, he was terrified at what he saw. A blue haired demon stood there, glaring down at him and grinning at him. This demons as like nothing he'd ever seen before. His skin was a ghostly white with a purple thunderbolt shaped scar over his left eye, his eyes being a bright neon blue with black pupils and black sclera (his eyes held no shine to them), he had black animal ears and blue flaming hair, his bangs a bit like Septimus', only messier bangs and his hair was in the shape of fire, dark blue with neon blue streaks. He wore a deep purple shirt with torn black rims and with various tares in his shirt, dark grey baggy pants with torn rims and tares in the knees and black shoes. Finally there were his more demonic features. He had black claws, vampire like fangs, an extremely long neon blue devils tail and large torn demonic wings with black on the rims and dark blue on the inside, two large silver spikes on the bend of his wings. Also, it was hard to see, but he had silver psychic markings on his hands. In all seriousness, he basically looked like the anti Flash.

Septimus shuddered; THIS was the monster who had been sealed inside of him all these years?!

Pyro suddenly swayed, sittng down on his knees. Yuki was immediately by his side, looking concerned for him.

" Honey, what's wrong? "

" Hgn... ugh, I-I think my powers have weakened from being sealed away for so long... "

The demon said weakly, his voice practically bone chilling and frightening. Slowly, shakily, he forced himself to his feet, glaring and smirking widely.

" But I'll get over it. Just need some blood is all. Perhaps I could drain Seppy here and get on with the spell. "

Septimus squeaked, backing into the furthest curve of the circle, trying to get as far away from the other as possible. Yet he knew it did no good.

The boy was slightly surprised when he felt something goopy beneath his hands. Looking down, he found it was the paint used for the devils trap. His hands must've heated up to the point he was melting the paint. Made sense, as his body heated up massively when he felt scared or nervous. Grinning brightly, he set himself on fire, utterly destroying the curve of the trap.

Pyro growled angrily at this, flying forward and tackling the child to the ground, his claws digging furiously into his arm and his head. Septimus shrieked, trying in vain to kick the other off. It only infuriated Pyro though, who began to ruthlessly punch and bite now. The child below him couldn't compete very well... closing his eyes, his psychic markings glowing brightly now, a bright golden light exploded from him, flinging Pyro clear across the room.

This didn't stop the hellish demon, however. Pyro soon retaliated by lifting the boy up with his silver psychic energy, slamming Septimus into the ground, pinning him down so he couldn't move. Slowly, he stalked over to the quivering child, stomping down hard on his right wing. The sound of the bone breaking echoed through the cruel world.

Septimus cried out, his body burning with fire uncontrollably. Yet this fire didn't effect his attacker. Pyro didn't stop there, however, and raised his hand, claws bared before slamming them through the boys lower back. While the child was writhing, the hellfire began to kick him in the ribs.

Septimus growled, getting to annoyed and receiving to much pain to not try to fight back. He shakily clenched his fist and punched the other right in the middle of the face, sending Pyro to the ground. Thinking quickly, Septimus rushed to his feet, snapping the portal open and leaping out of the darkened world.

Yuki rushed over to Pyro, helping him sit up.

" Are you ok love? "

" Y-yeah fine. "

The man grunted, shakily getting to his feet.

" Looks like I underestimated that little freak though. Tsk... no matter. I'll deal with him later. Right now, I need to gain some much needed power. Come love. Let's go fetch me a proper meal. "

" Casper, maybe we should head back soon. "

Ra said softly to the ghost as the walked down the street.

" Fatch has been feeling a bit paranoid lately, and I doubt he'd appreciate us making it worse by taking a night stroll. "

The trio, Casper, Mantha and Ra had gone out for a midnight stroll tonight, as none of them could sleep. They felt as though some fresh are would help them relax and sleep better. Only problem was Ra was right. Fatch had been worried about everyone for a while now, feeling like something bad would happen. And the prince was a little overprotective, and would probably chew them out for leaving without notice. But they didn't mind much, as they knew he had good intentions.

" You're probably right Ra. "

Mantha agreed, turning to Casper now, smiling brightly.

" Besides, I'm sure Zeke and Lexi miss us by now. "

Casper blushed brightly at this, looking down at his feet sheepishly. Neither of them noticed a sad look on their friends face. Ra simply walked passed them, confusing them greatly.

" Yeah, they'd be missing you guys by now... "

The mummy turned a corner, looking up and shrieking at what he saw, falling back and onto the ground. Concerned, Casper and Mantha rushed forward to find what he'd screamed at. And they were terrified at what they saw as well. There, leaning against the wall, was Septimus. Only, he was covered in open wounds and unconscious.

The three were immediately at his side, Casper carefully touching his neck, searching for a pulse. Luckily it was there.

" Guys this is bad. "

The ghost whispered.

" He needs help, and he needs it now. Mantha, you take him by the head. Ra, you grab his feet. I've got his torso. We need to take him to Jenette. "

Quickly the trio did as they were told, rushing off to the hospital. They just hoped Septimus would hang on...

Aww, my poor baby Seppy... I hope he'll be alright.