Author's notes: Chapter three, up and running. Finished the OVAs for Devilman, a bit miffed that I can't find more of the story. There's huge gaps in it, and that makes me sad, since it means I'm missing out on blood, gore, and angst. This is the final background chapter, after this one the story is going to leap forward ten years. And, incase anyone is curious, Karen-Chan is about five right now, so she'll be old enough to pull her weight when Draco finally shows up in this. If you do read and like this, please review. No reviews make me sad, and reader's who read but don't review make me mad. Pairings so far are Harry/Draco, Pansy/OC, and Ron/Hermione

Disclaimer: Kalliope the Mewthree: Authoress-Mama doesn't own Harry Potter, Devilman, or Devilman Lady, they belong to J.K. Rowling and Go Nagai respectively. Authoress-Mama is in no way, shape or form making money from this, so don't sue her, please.

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A Nest of Devil's

By: BlackLadyCharon

Chapter Three: Find the Devil

"Amon-Sama, are you sure this thing won't fall out of the air on us when it gets up there."

"For the last time, Sirene, planes rarely crash. Rarely."

"Oh, that's so comforting Amon-Sama."

"Just buckle up, we're taking off soon."

"I've never been on a plane before."

"They're okay, Karen-Chan." With that, Amon belted himself in, watching in amusement as Sirene gripped the arms of her seat until her knuckles went white. Good thing he had the window seat, or she'd probably start screaming as the plane took off. Amon ignored the flight attendant's cheerful explanations of how safe it was, tugging some headphones on and flicking the music on.

"One night in Bangkok makes the hard man humble, not much between despair and ecstasy…" After awhile, when Sirene calmed down, Amon's eyes drifted closed. He was tired, and it would be a few hours before they got there. He could afford to sleep for now.

Something was wrong.

He could tell that now, as he knew he wouldn't be able to when he was older. He had trouble recalling things even now. He could remember Ryou's name, but not his face. Could recall the horrific shell of one demon he'd battled but not its name. Even the blood seemed less red, less real as the days passed. He had trouble thinking of himself as Akira, or even Amon. That was the way of things. He would forget, moving into a new life and a new name, forgetting his sins. Not that he didn't relish the thought at times, but he also feared it. How much would he change from this forgetting?

"Lily, he's coming! Get Harry and run!"

Tou-San was yelling. Kaa-San was crying in terror. He didn't like that. Her frantic stumbling run called to mind his first Kaa-San. Called to mind the horrible memory that she'd given him to give him the strength to destroy the demon that had claimed her soul. The screams, the sound of bone breaking and flesh tearing, the soft plip of still warm intestines hitting the ground. He hated that memory. Hated it.

Kaa-San came in, followed by HIM. Monster, hiding in human flesh, though no longer entirely human form. Serpent. He watched as the monster came closer, his Kaa-San refusing to move.

"Move aside, woman, it's not you I want!"

"Not Harry! No!"

"Very well. Avada Kadavra!" Flash of green, the soft thump of still warm, but no longer breathing body hitting the ground. Green eyes like his own staring lifeless and sad up at him as the dark one loomed. He raised his stare from Kaa-San's corpse to the monster, and hissed. The monster hesitated, afraid. Good, then the wand pointed at him again.

"Avada Kadavra!" It struck, and smashed off of him making his head ring like a bell. They stood there, between him and the monster. Both of his Kaa-San's stood to protect him together where on their own they'd have failed. With the rebound, and the monster's scream as it was torn from it's physical form, the house collapsed, burying him.

"Gah!" Amon jerked awake to a small jump of surprise from both Sirene and Karen. He smiled weakly at them, shaking his head. He didn't want to discuss that memory with them. No, the two vivid deaths in his mind, one bloody and painful, the other quiet and sad, did not need to be spoken of.

"Amon-Sama…"

"Just a nightmare, Sirene. I'd rather not talk about it, it's private." Both females nodded, one handing him a soda and a pack of peanuts. Seemed he'd slept through the meal, not that airline food was usually anything to write home about from what he'd heard. Amon stared out the window as he sipped his soda, waiting restlessly for the flight to end.

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Two Weeks Later

Lupin waited as Moody searched the house. It had taken them awhile to set this up. Hermione and Ron had been worried when Harry hadn't sent them any letters. Something had to be wrong. And Fudge wasn't helping by trying to get Harry discredited with the wizarding world. Moody came stumping down, shaking his head.

"He's not here. No sign he's been here for a while. Might have split when he got the letter from the Ministry, gone into hiding." Lupin's face paled. Harry had left Privet Drive? Run away from the one place that kept him safe from Voldemort? Why? Didn't he know how important it was that he stay safe? Moody shrugged.

"Guess we wait for the Muggles to come back. They might know where he went." Lupin nodded, and the gathered witches and wizards settled in to wait.

Hours ticked by, then finally the sound of the key in the lock and the mutterings of an angry muggle who wanted to know who thought it was a funny joke to send them on a wild goose chase. The huge man, his scrawny wife, and his thug like son came in, to all gasp and bellow at the assembled magic workers who were waiting for them. The large man wasted no time in grabbing things and throwing them at the wizards.

"OUT!!! YOU FILTHY FREAKS!!! THE BRAT'S NOT HERE ANYMORE!!!" A quick Stunning Spell took him down while the woman wailed in terror and the boy went white and tried not to present his backside to any of the wizards. Lupin had heard from Harry about the infamous Pig Tail, so he could understand, but the rest of the wizard's seemed fairly sure that the boy was around the bend. Moody strode up to the woman, magical eye whirling and practically shoved his face into hers, causing her to go pale and whimper.

"Where's Potter?"

"I-I don't k-know. H-he ran o-out after th-that letter th-that said he was expelled f-from that w-wizarding school. V-Vernon tried to c-catch him, b-but he was too f-fast." With a snort of disgust, Moody backed away, allowing the muggle woman, Harry's Aunt if Lupin recalled properly, to fall to the floor crying from fear. Harry was gone, and his family didn't know where. The lot slowly made their way back to Grimmauld Place, to find Snape and a member of the Magical Law Creation talking frantically to Dumbledore.

"It's old, from back during the Demon Wars. It took humanity almost 200 years to get back to this level of civilization after the last one."

"But even Carriers!"

"No, the Carriers aren't being killed. But anyone with an Active Demon, or as they're now calling it 'Beast' Gene is slated to be killed. Wizard or Muggle, it doesn't matter to them."

"Thank you, Yarrow. This isn't good." Dumbledore looked tired, and Snape agitated. Lupin looked questioningly at Dumbledore, who filled them in.

"Apparently, Voldemort had discovered or recruited active demons. This hasn't happened since the war between Satan and Amon 200 years ago. The wreckage was so severe that much technology was lost. Along with innocent lives as people attacked others, convinced that they were demons. The wizarding world created a law that is apparently still on the books. That law is an automatic death sentence to anyone with active demonic powers, whether they are in control of the demon ability or not. It also makes Carriers of the genes for it at best Second Class citizens. It's going to be a bloodbath." Lupin frowned grimly.

"And it's worse, Dumbledore. Harry's disappeared. His muggle relatives don't know where too. He just ran out, left when the letter about his expulsion reached him. Not that they cared, they seemed quite content that he'd left, and erased any signs he'd ever been there." Dumbledore frowned, obviously thinking.

"We'll send search parties, but I doubt we'll find much." He was incorrect, about an hour later, he and Lupin were in Gringott's, talking to Griphook.

"I'm saying, Mr. Lupin, Mr, Dumbledore, that Harry came in with a girl in a bloodied outfit and Slytherin robes who kept hiding her face. He withdrew Galleons, and had some changed to pounds and yen before he left with her. He also took any spell-book he could find in the Potter vaults." Dumbledore bowed politely.

"Thank you, Griphook. It helps, not much, but it helps." Thus they left Gringott's, and the search continued. By nightfall, the same question was on everyone's lips: Where's Harry Potter?

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One Week Earlier

Demonic abilities had their uses, Amon thought, staring at the vastly changed scene before him. When they'd come here, it had been little more then barren rock. It hadn't taken him and Sirene too long to clear away giant boulders, moving them to where other lost mountains were, giving them a large space to spread out and grow in. A few punches in the right places had carved out a series of shallow and deep lakes, with rivers connecting them and eventually flowing underground to rejoin visible ones. Small ponds had been created as well.

Yet wizard magic had been used as well, once they'd ascertained that it couldn't be sensed because of the demonic illusion that there was still a small mountain chain here. Between him and Sirene, they'd transfigured large amounts of rock to soil that could support grass and plants. Still, they'd had to go and uproot trees for the place. Now, Ash, Ebony, Holly, Mahogany, Rosewood, Willow and Yew trees were slowly taking to their new homes. Varying magical and non-magical plants were growing in small gardens, and they had started, once Sirene had taken a quick spin back to London and emptied her school vaults just before they could be sealed because she was missing, buying animals so that they could be a fairly self supporting colony. Mainly cows and chickens had been acquired so far, though they were working on pens for pigs, and hutches for rabbits and a dove cote. Might as well eat with a little more variety than wizards and muggles. Fish were also being introduced to the ponds.

They'd also found out through scrounged newspapers about the reactivation of the 'Demon Law'. Amon had been ready to fly back to London and murder Fudge and whatever evil jerkwad, someone named Umbridge, had thought to do that. It also made rescue missions more of a priority. They'd already taken in several muggle children who were running away from abusive homes, as well as some teens who thought the whole idea of living with demons was cool. They were working on building houses at the ground level, though everyone was sleeping outside for the moment. The demon illusion might not keep rain out, but wizard magic could put up a shield that kept it off of them, and also allowed them to transfigure rocks into mattresses, blankets and pillows. Amon found Sirene's help invaluable there, as she had taught him how to do it faster and easier then the ways McGonagall showed them.

"Amon-Sama." His head snapped up as Sirene flew towards him, panicked enough that she was showing a completely inhuman visage. "Amon-Sama. They've… they've rounded up a number of teens and children, both active and latent. They're out of their minds, Amon-Sama! This lot's firmly under control, yet they're going to kill them all!" Amon sighed, stretching his wings out.

"Well then, a rescue is in order, I think."

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The wizard's were much like the humans in his memory of the one's who had killed his beloved back when he was Akira Fudo, before he'd been reborn as Harry Potter and then taken Amon's name. They did well enough against unarmed children and Demons still learning their powers, but against himself and Sirene they went down fast enough. Amon stared at the group, half starved, dirty, some with open wounds, until he locked on to two whose quiet, challenging stares pinpointed them as the impromptu leaders of the lot. An young, Japanese male with the standard black hair and eyes, and a child with black hair and reddish brown eyes who seemed agitated. Amon nodded at them.

"Your names?"

"Kaimu." A noise of recognition from Sirene. Good, he must be powerful.

"Nandin." The child, soft and lisping. "I can split into four me's. That's why they grabbed me." Amon nodded, then replied.

"Amon. If you like, there is a colony starting where you can all be safe from this." A quick series of whispers, then a few carriers and one of the demons shook their heads, moving away from the rest. Amon felt sorry for them, but turned his attention to Kaimu, who bowed lowed.

"If it pleases you, Amon-Sama, then follow you we shall." Amon smiled, feeling encouraged by their willingness to trust him.

"Then follow Sirene and I, and we will lead you home."

-End Chap 3-

Well, here's the last of the background, the next chapter will take place ten years into the future, with the results of the laws being described, and Draco's first run in with the colony Harry/Amon's creating. Please review, I like knowing people are reading, but not many are reviewing. -Sad face.-