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A/N: Well guys, I got some pretty favorable reviews when in actuality I thought people wouldn't like the story too much, I guess I stand corrected. So here's the second chapter!

Chapter 2: From the North Sea the Demon Rises

In the background the TV was on blast as Tsukune decided to have his dinner alone in his room. He went out towards his window as he looked on outside towards the night sky. He sighed quietly as he spotted a group of two F-15E's flying overhead, one in a red coloring scheme and the other in a dark grey one, Osean fighter pilots Tsukune surmised to himself. The news of his father's death still had him hit hard as he scrambled to come to grips with it, but the more he thought about it, the more he wanted vengeance. He hated the Yuktobanians utterly for the air strike on Sand Island and saw them as responsible for his father's death. The thought of enlisting in the Osean Air Defense Force seemed like the appealing option at this point. His desire to return to the Youkai Academy was dwindling quickly, the only problem would be his age. But if he could score high on the piloting aptitude tests, they just might allow an exception.

"This following video footage is from a speech from Osean Federation's Vice President Applerouth…"

"Four months ago Yuktobania launched an unprovoked attack upon Osean soil on Sand Island! They showed their true colors, their nature of treachery! We, the Osean Federation MUST NOT let these acts go unpunished! The ones that sacrificed their lives in that treacherous attacks must not go in vain! WE WILL ATTACK YUKTOBANIA AT ITS CORE AND WE WILL PREVAIL!"

Tsukune sighed quietly to himself as he gazed upon the Blade of Razgriz, though this time the sword seemed to be giving off a dark blue glow. He toyed with the thought of joining in the war, but how would his friends feel? He knew for a fact Kurumu, Mizore, and Yukari would throw really nasty fits. But he didn't want to even begin envisioning Moka's reaction.

"I don't even know if this even a good idea anymore. As angry as I am with this whole war and at Yuktobania….I just don't know." Tsukune said to himself.

Tsukune grabbed the Blade of Razgriz into his hand and looked at himself in the mirror. Something felt just right about the blade, like it was actually meant for him, for his use only. And if he thought he wasn't going crazy, he actually felt the blade giving off a sort of power, or energy into his own body, it felt strange to say the least.

"What is it about this sword that feels so familiar to me…It was weird that I could recall all that information, even though I was never that much into history, and come to think of it, I never really paid much attention in class either…" said Tsukune as he swung the blade in whatever direction he pleased with little to no difficulty at all. Just then, he saw the blade glow an even darker blue and suddenly he felt himself drop to his knees. He could feel immense pain all over his body again, like he had just gotten himself beat up. A bright light appeared before him as a figure began to show itself through that same light and it began to speak to Tsukune.

"Do not be frightened Tsukune, the pain you are feeling is that of my divine powers entering your body, my very essence. Some may call me a demon, but those that say that are usually hypocrites themselves. At least I fight for humanity's salvation." Said the being.

"Who…Who are you…" asked Tsukune as he still was reeling on the ground from all the pain.

"I am your ancestor from what the rest of you mortals would consider ancient times, Tsukune Aono. I am Razgriz, the Demon Protector of the North Sea and guardian of the human world." Said Razgriz.

"Ancestor? What?" Tsukune said in utter disbelief. The very legendary demon from the fairy tale that he grew up with was real and his ancestor no less?

"Yes, you are one of my descendants. And that blade that you so casually wield within your hand used to be mine as well. One of your great human kings, Ryo Godfrey was another direct descendant, and as you well know, he wielded that same blade as well. A thousand years has passed since his reign, he had my powers, and now, I see fit to give you my powers, Tsukune." Said Razgriz as he smiled.

"But…why me, I'm just a normal human, I'm not anything special at all!" Tsukune responded.

"That isn't true at all. You're something special, Tsukune, I have never seen a human being with so much compassion for others, always selflessly putting others before you, even if it means risking your own life. I see a lot of myself in you, which is why I see fit to give you my powers. I will not lie to you, the transition process will be extremely painful at times, almost unbearable. Your human blood is being replaced with my own, and the blood of the vampire that is within you, is helping ease this rather painful transition. In essence, you are, or at least will be me, reborn. Realize however, that now you are considered a demon, and a very powerful one at that, and that you will live a very long life, almost bordering on immortality, are you ready for this?"

"It isn't like I have much choice in the matter anyway, is there." Said Tsukune.

"You're much more smarter and perceptive than you give yourself credit for." Said Razgriz as he smiled.

"I want to join the war and lead an army like King Ryo did! I want to be remembered in history as a strong, powerful person, not as a weakling." Tsukune responded.

"Do as you wish Tsukune, for these are your powers now to use. However, please consider this, is it truly the people of future generations whom you will have know knowledge or ties to that you want to be remembered by, or is it those that are close to you? They need you just as much as the rest of the world does. This was a painful lesson I had to learn the hard way, Tsukune. Don't make my mistakes." Said Razgriz, rather stoically. "Protect the world for me, protect those that are dear to you, close to you, use my powers for the betterment of good and one day, you'll join me by my side in the next life. But for now, I desire to be with my princess. You have your own princess, Tsukune, it's just you've never really realized it."

With that, the great demon hero disappeared as the pain within Tsukune dissipated, at least for now he thought. He now felt somehow…different, more powerful than before. He felt like he could take on Kyou, the Public Safety Commission Leader in one-on-one combat from last year. Definitely a foreign feeling to him to be sure, but he felt great. He could slowly feel sleep overtake his body as he laid back onto his bed, his sword dropping to the ground next to a book that he read a lot when he was a small child, A Blue Dove For the Princess and out came a smaller piece of paper with a poem written on it. The demon-in-waiting had fallen asleep peacefully, much like Razgriz had after he was slain according to the demon legends.

Morning had come as a blue dove landed near Tsukune's window, chirping away, stirring him from his slumber. Slowly he got back up as he looked himself in the mirror and was utterly shocked by what he saw. He had transformed yet again, noting that the color of his eyes had changed to a deep blue while his hair had grown out longer and was now a golden, radiant blond, but not nearly as shocking as the fact that his muscle tone was now much more defined. Though he was broken from his thoughts as his mother knocked on the door.

"Tsukune! It's morning, you should really get up and come down and eat something!" his mother said through the door as she tried to open it, but luckily the door was locked. However, this left Tsukune in quite the panic, there was no way he could let his mother see what his transformation had turned him into.

"Ummm, uhhh, hold on mother!" Tsukune yelled back, running around in a panic like a chicken with its head cut off. "Shit! Shit! Shit!"

Just then the doorbell had rung.

"Hm? Now who could that be…" said his mother as she went downstairs while Tsukune sighed in relief. She made her way down towards the door as she opened it.

"Good morning Mrs. Aono, is Tsukune home?" asked a certain pink-haired vampire as she smiled.

"Ah Moka! Good to see you again! Please come in, Tsukune is upstairs!" said Tsukune's mother as she gave her a particularly warm greeting.

"Thank you, Mrs. Aono." Said Moka as she walked upstairs and came to Tsukune's room and knocked on the door. "Tsukune? Are you in there?"

Tsukune sighed once again as he heard Moka outside of his door. He wasn't sure how he transformed as he did as he sat on his bed, and he most certainly didn't know how to transform back into his normal form. He then heard the door open as he expected a shocked look on Moka's face but instead saw her about to burst into tears as she tackled him onto his own bed.

"Tsukune! We were all so worried that something bad happened to you when you ran off from the infirmary! None of us knew where you had went off to, but I had the suspicion that you probably went back home. I was really worried Tsukune, but I'm glad that you're okay…but…why?" said Moka as she held onto him tightly, afraid he might run off again from her. Slowly Tsukune got back up, looking at himself in the mirror, but only this time to find himself in his normal form, he sighed as he looked on out the window, sticking his finger out for the dove to clench onto.

"I just needed to get away for a few days to have a bit of time to myself…I guess, I'm just…tired of feeling weak and pathetic…I mean look at it, every time I'm in a spot of trouble, I have to rely on pulling off your rosario and letting the other you fight my battles for me, or if you're not immediately available, Kurumu-chan, Mizore, or Yukari…" said Tsukune as the blue dove chirped. "If my father were still around, I think he'd say something along those lines…"

"But that isn't true Tsukune, you always try to protect us, no matter what, and I think that's something to be admired." Said Moka. "Wait, where's your father? Is he well?"

"He's dead, Moka. He died in the attack on Sand Island near Osea four months ago…I just found this out the other day from my mother…Damn Yuktobania!" yelled Tsukune as he punched the wall.

"Tsukune…I…I'm sorry to hear that…" said Moka as she looked down, but just then Tsukune's mother ran back upstairs in a frenzy.

"Tsukune! Turn the TV on to the news! Osea launched it's offensive against Yuktobania!" exclaimed her mother, almost ecstatically as Tsukune quickly turned the TV on.

"At exactly 5AM this morning Osean ground forces along with elements of the Osean 3rd Naval Fleet commenced their attack on the Yuktobanian mainland on the coast near Bastok Peninsula, the current situation there is that the Osean 3rd Marines has already gained a foothold on the beaches are indeed pushing inland towards the Osean 1st Airborne Division that dropped down before the attack commenced from the coast. A group of fighter pilots, codenamed Wardog Squadron air also closely participating in this operation to provide close air cover, and so far, they have done their job superbly, downing any Yuktobanian air resistance. We now go live to the battlezone with our war correspondent in Yuktobania."

"Thank you Tom, I'm here with C Company of the Osean 3rd Marines Defense Force, the fighting here is fierce but Osea is gaining ground here slowly but steadily. I have here with me Sgt. Martin Horowitz of C Company, Sgt, would you mind telling me where you're from and what's going on here exactly?"

"Certainly ma'am! I'm from Oured from good ol' Osea! And I'll tell you what's going on here! We're giving these Yuke sons'a bitches just how we feel about their underhanded attack on Sand Island! My father and my brother died that day 4 months ago and I intend on killin' me 10 each for my brother and daddy!" yelled Sgt. Horowitz as he looked at the skies above, seeing the four fighters from Wardog Squadron as it launched their missiles on the bunker up ahead of C Company. "Come on boys! C Company move out! We're gonna take the bunker for Osea! For the country and our dead comrades! OOO-RAH!"

There was gunfire everywhere on the TV screen, bombs bursting all over the place as many dead Yukotbanian soldiers turned up as the Osean's crept closer inland, until right then and there Moka turned the TV off as she turned to face Tsukune.

"I don't know how humans can fight each other so savagely like that…One country is the aggressor, and the other retaliates, the war escalates, and more innocent lives are lost. Fathers, brothers, mothers, sisters, sons, daughters, even wives and husbands are taken away from people, resulting in more suffering and hatred. What good can come out of a war…" said Moka as she looked down. "I understand your feelings Tsukune even you Mrs. Aono, if something like that happened to my Tsukune-err my loved ones I would be angry, but…this war isn't right…Even that soldier that was speaking to the reporter on TV, even though he's so angry and heartbroken that he lost his father and brother to his enemy, I am willing to bet my life that he secretly hates that he's killing other human beings."

With that, Tsukune's mother looked down sadly as she let a few tears drop, wandering out of Tsukune's room to finish cooking breakfast, whilst Tsukune couldn't help but blush at her comment, 'My Tsukune, she said it…" Tsukune thought. Moka noticed the blush on Tsukune's face and slowly one crept up on her face as well, realizing what she had said earlier, looking back into his eyes.

"Moka-san…" Tsukune said.

"Tsukune…" Moka replied as she smiled. "I'm sorry I can't resist anymore!"

"Ahhhh! Moka-san!" Tsukune yelled as Moka lunged herself at Tsukune's neck.

KAPUCHU!

With that, Tsukune weakly walked downstairs with Moka close behind as they began to eat their breakfast with his mother, the morning for the most part silent at the table as his mother reflected on better times before the war had broken out.

"Tsukune, will you be returning to school with Moka?" asked his mother as Tsukune sighed.

"I don't know…With everything that's happened lately, and with the war breaking out…I've actually thought about enlisting with the Osean Air Defense Force…" said Tsukune. "I figure, it's what father would have wanted…"

"Tsukune! No!" exclaimed Moka. "This war has engulfed enough people's lives, I don't want to it to claim yours!"

"Moka-san…-" said Tsukune but was soon cut off again.

"No Tsukune! Don't go…I…" said Moka as she tear up a little and looked into Tsukune's eyes. "I don't know what I would do if…you were gone from this world. I assume what usually happens when a soldier dies is that the closest family member gets an Osean flag neatly folded up with a worthless letter with some crap about how he was a 'brave and courageous soldier who died in the line of duty'. But what good does a piece of paper with words on it, signed by a president of a nation who knows little about you and a flag do for the grieving mother? How do you think your mother feel if that happened one day? How do you think the rest of our friends and I would feel if that happened…"

Tsukune sighed as his mother remained silent for the most part, just continuing to eat to herself.

"You know, before Pops was consumed with his career and I got sucked into anime and manga, he and I used to play soccer together when I was little, out over there in that very backyard. That was the best part of my day besides playing with my sis Kyo-chan and waiting for the ice cream man to come. A part of me still wishes for those days back, and I can't come to terms with myself that he's gone and so are those days. All gone because those bastards in Yuktobania decided to start a war with Osea! So one could understand the reasons behind my motives, so don't pretend like you know me, just don't!" Tsukune snapped back as he ran back upstairs, hiding under his covers as he let out his own frustrations, all of the sadness he had kept.

"Tsukune!" Moka called out as she sighed quietly. "Mrs. Aono, I think I should leave, I'm really sorry for all of this."

"Miss Akashiya…" Tsukune's mother said as she gently placed her hand on Moka's. "If you love him truly, go up there and be with him, you have my blessing. Yes, I am sad that my husband has passed on, but I don't want my son to share that same fate either. I want him to live a happy, long, and full life and to live that life with someone whom he really loves. And if that person happens to be you, you have my full support, Moka."

"Okaa-sama…" said Moka as she looked down, blushing quite a bit as she made her way upstairs and towards Tsukune's room. "Thank you…"

Tsukune could feel the pain riddle throughout his entire body, his demon blood forcing through the transition as he laid on his side, looking out towards the window once again. He could feel Moka coming through the doorway as she sat down next to Tsukune on the bed.

"Tsukune, I-…I'm sorry, about earlier." Said Moka.

"No, I'm the one that should be sorry, for snapping at you like that…" said Tsukune. "Moka-san…I never told you how I even got into Youkai Academy in the first place, did I?"

Moka shook her head as Tsukune continued.

"My grades in junior high were awful, and in the human world, that basically meant I couldn't get into any high school until I retook the exams the following year. I went home the last day of junior high thinking I was gonna be some failure out on the street or end up in the military as a foot soldier or something along those lines…Anyway, that night a random passerby dropped an invitation to Youkai Academy and he brought it home with him. Suffice it to say, I didn't really know what I was in for." Tsukune said as he smiled but sighed. "As underhanded as it was, I'm very grateful to him for picking it up. Otherwise, I wouldn't have met you, Moka-san."

"Tsukune…" Moka said as she blushed, leaning over to him as if they were going to kiss, her pink lips about to reach Tsukune's, up until at least Tsukune's mother came into the room, the two quickly separating, as if they were guilty of something.

"What were you to doing up here?" Tsukune's mother asked.

"Ummm…nothing?" said Tsukune as he and Moka sheepishly grinned as Tsukune's mother shook her head and walked off. "Come on Moka, let's get my stuff packed up so we can go back."

Moka nodded, smiling as she then noticed the sword and the book, picking both up, but the sword felt unusually heavy to her, as if the sword was not meant for her use at all.

"Tsukune, what are these things?" asked Moka.

"The sword is I guess, an old family heirloom, I'm probably going to take it back with me. And that book is an old fairy tale that I used to read a lot as a kid." Replied Tsukune, not wanting to reveal anything just yet, but then the piece of paper that was inside of the red hardcover book fell out as Moka grabbed onto it and read from it.

"Amidst the eternal waves of time
From a ripple of change shall the storm rise
Out of the Abyss peer the eyes of a demon
Behold the Razgriz, it's wings a black sheath

The demon soars through dark skies
Fear and death trail it's shadow
Until men united wield a hallowed sabre
In the final reckoning the beast is slain

As the Demon sleeps man turns on man
His own blood and madness spread throughout the earth
From the depths of despair awaken the Razgriz
It's raven wings ablaze with majestic might"

As she read it Tsukune again felt himself forced back onto his knees as he winced in pain, trying to bear through it as Moka went over to help him back up.

"Tsukune! Are you alright?" asked Moka in a very concerned manner, helping him back up to his feet.

"Y-Yea…I'm, fine." Said Tsukune as he regained his strength, heaving the sword within its sheath over his shoulder along with his book, tucking the piece of paper back in along with some of his other belongings that he had brought with him. The two made it down the stairs as they said their goodbyes to Tsukune's mother.

"Come back for the holidays, Tsukune, you too Moka!" Tsukune's mother replied as she hugged them both tightly. "Take good care of him for me, Miss Akashiya!"

The both of them waved to her as they got back on the bus towards Youkai Academy. Moka was still oblivious to the transformation that Tsukune was still undergoing, looking over to him she smiled as Tsukune smiled back.

"That poem, who wrote it? What was it about?" asked Moka.

"It was written by a Belkan writer and philosopher during the Middle Ages, it's basically a demon legend about the powerful Demon of the North Sea, Razgriz. At a certain point in history, it witnesses a great change and that's when Razgriz first reveals itself. The demon starts out as a powerful and terrible demon who was very evil. He killed and destroyed everything that he came into contact with and made lands that he touched barren. But then all of humanity banded together and created the hallowed saber and slew the demon. It died and went into a long period of rest. While that happened, humans turned against each other and from all the suffering and despair, Razgriz revealed itself once more, but this time as a great hero and the savior of humanity." Explained Tsukune.

"Tsukune…" Moka said softly as she smiled.

"Moka-san…" Tsukune replied as the two leaned in for a kiss, only to see Moka go for his neck. "As expected."

KAPUCHU!

Meanwhile, sinister forces were at work in the Youkai world. A snake demon and a dragon demon knelt before their master who was shrouded in utter darkness, the demonic minions names being Grabacr and Ofnir respectively.

"Master, what are our orders?" asked Grabacr, his tongue sticking out much like a snake's would, his spiked blue hair blocking the view of his eyes, while Ofnir, remained silent, his flaming red hair a huge contrast to Grabacr's.

"Your orders are simple Grabacr, you will cause havoc and chaos in the Youkai world, while your cohort Ofnir will do the same in the human world, and in doing so, I shall rule both worlds in the name of the Dark Gods!" yelled a hooded tyrant, but upon further inspection, he looked more like a demonically possessed human.

"Yes, Lord Abbaddon, your will is our task." Grabacr responded.

To Be Continued…