Hello, hello, hello. I'll save the long authors note for the end. This chapter is long. That said, I don't own Devil May Cry nor do I own Ever After High. Nahliel belongs to Nahliel Michelangelo Sparda, I just got permision to use him. LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!

Tale 3: Attachment

"Well? You wanna fight?" They continued to stare each other down. Slate stepped in.

"Ma'am, this is unnecessary. He just placed his sword down. You just tripped over it by accident."

"Are you saying I'm clumsy?!" screamed the blond girl.

"No," slate said, trying to calm her. "I'm just trying to say that it was just an error and no one is to blame."

"ARE YOU STARING AT MY BOOBS?!"

"What? Never!" Slate replied. "How did that even come up?"

"Forget it, Slate," Storm stated. "She's just a fool looking for attention."

"What did you say, bitch?!" the girl screamed. She walked up to Storm. "You freshmen are all the same? You act like you can take on the world. I should take you all down a notch; have you learn your place." Storm just looked at her.

"I'd like to see you try it?" Rel picked up his sword and threw it in between the two girls. Neither of them flinched. The blond girl glared at Rel.

"So you do wanna fight?" Rel just shrugged his shoulders. "Fine, cocky bastard, let's see if you can take on the world." Rel took a few steps back. He rested his sword on his right shoulder. Students started to look on in wonder; waiting to see who would make the first move. Rel dashed toward her and swung Rebellion, but the girl reacted faster than him and blocked the sword with her gun. She got away from the sword and pointed the pistol at Rel's face. She shot him with, not regular bullets, but plasma blasts. Rel was knocked back by the shots. When he looked up he was kicked in the face; he had lost his grip on his sword and the girl took it. She pinned him to the ground and stabbed him in the arm. She removed the sword and pointed it at his neck. "You're not tough. You're weak. Actually, you're so pathetic if I stabbed you now I would be doing a justice. Hmm?" she saw Rel's wounds heal. "What the hell?" Rel reached into his coat and pulled out his guns. He shot a storm of bullets at her. She could only dodge but so many bullets. She got away from him with minor cuts on her face, and her suit wasn't penetrated. "How many bullets are in those things?" Rel got up and took the sword out of his arm.

"Great job, Rel," Slate said to himself. "She never knew you had guns, and your healing ability puts you at a huge advantage."

"He had guns?" Storm asked.

"So you like surprises? How's this for a surprise?" The barrel of the girl's gun opened up and a long whip made of plasma came out. Se thrust it forward and hit Rel in the chest; he was sent flying into a wall. Still stuck in the wall Rel unleashed another wave of bullets. The girl's plasma whip changed shape and took the form of a circular shield. All of the bullets were blocked. The shield turned on its side horizontally and was launched at him, cutting him in half. "Stupid first year. You shouldn't have messed with me."

"What is that girl's problem?" Storm asked.

"Everythin'," said a voice. The other three turned around and saw Gigaman.

"Who're you?"

"This is Starby's roommate." Slate answered. "I don't know his name though."

"Sup. I'm Gigaman. Now, to answer your first question: she has anger management issues. I was unlucky enough to get on 'er bad side two years ago. I'm stronger for fightin' her, but damn. My HP counter was at .003; I had no idea it could get that bad."

"Who is she?" Slate asked in astonishment.

"That there is Lydia Aran; daughter of Samus Aran."

"Of course!" Slate exclaimed. "How did I not see it before? The gun is so similar to Samas' Paralyzer, but with obvious modifications to make it a killing weapon."

"How come I don't know any of these people?" Storm asked.

"Maybe because you do not study?"

"Just before our fight started," Gigaman started, "She told me that 'er mother would take her on some missions. She never liked to leave an enemy alive. A massive deviation from 'er mothers style of fightin'. She trashed the whole west wing of the girls' dorm just 'cause she didn't kill me. Girl's fuckin' evil."

"And we're letting Rel fight this monster?" Storm was getting agitated.

"No we are not." Slate unsheathed his sword.

"Good." Storm took out her weapon and put it in gun mode. Rel's body was coming together. Everytime he would come together she would attack him with the whip. Lydia was about to attack again but some shots whizzed by her face. She turned and saw Storm pointing the gun at her.

"Oh, so the stoic bitch is going to fight."

"Better stoic than crazy." Lydia turned her whip on Storm and attacked. The whip wrapped itself around, not Storm, but Slate's sword.

"Sorry," Slate said, "but I cannot let this go on any further. Though he cannot die he still feels pain. This fight is over."

"Oh? So the fairy is fighting, too? Fine, you all die!" She transformed the gun back to pistol mode. She shot at all of them, but just before they hit they were redirected into Starby's mouth. Once all of them were sucked in Starby started to glow. When the glowing stopped Starby was now a light green color and had a crown of lightning adourning his head. "Graaah! Fine! You die, too!" Lydia's gun opened up again. Just then something came from the sky and struck the ground. It was a oversized, golden key with a silver guard and a handle. "Who the hell threw that?!" She looked up to see who it was. She saw a small cloaked figure with massive, round ears. She closed her gun and holstered it. Rel holstered his guns and picked up his sword. The hooded figure threw a card to Rel and Lydia's feet. When they looked up the figure was gone. The two picked up their cards and looked at it. 'Principles' Office Now' Rel put the card in his pocket. Lydia ripped the card in a fit of rage and stormed off toward the dorms.

"Well that could have been worse." Slate asked. "Who was the small person?" Rel shrugged his shoulders. He looked over to where the big key landed; it had vanished.

"I think we should call it a night." Storm said. "Tomorrow's Saturday; we can meet up then. Slate, see if you can find any information of the cloaked figure."

"Got it," Slate said. "That cloak does look familiar. I will do some research on it. It should not be too hard."

"What's the card say?" Rel showed her the card. "Never mind, Slate; it's pretty obvious that the cloaked person was a school official. But who, we don't know. I guess you'll find out tonight, won't you?" Rel nodded his head. "Alright, let's meet up tomorrow, in the woods." They all nodded and headed to the dorms, save for Rel and Lydia who headed to the principles' office.

Rel and Lydia were in front of the door that said 'Principles' Office'. Rel reaches for the door and is punched in the head by Lydia, which sends him flying a few feet. He walked back to the door dusting off his coat. He looked at Lydia.

"I'm better…for now." Rel took what he could get and opened the door. He walked in first and was stabbed with large, black spikes that came out of the ground. "HAHAHA!" Lydia laughs.

"Take that, bastard!" said a high-pitched voice. Rel looked up and saw the owner of the voice. It was a black and white teddy bear. The right half was completely white and looked like a normal teddy bear, while the left half was completely black, had an evil smile with sharp teeth and a scary looking eye that glowed red.

"Haha!" Lydia continued to laugh. "Hello, Principle Monokuma. How are you?" She actually looked happy to see him. Rel got himself out of the spikes. He looked at his coat, which was now torn with massive holes.

"I have been good. But, just so you know, it is not I who have called you here, bastards."

"Oh great," Lydia said sarcastically. Rel could only assume it was the figure from earlier. They heard a door open from the side of the room. The person who came in was a small anthropomorphic mouse with big round ears.

"Hello again, Lydia. Hello, Rel." The mouse had an odd voice, squeaky, but deeper than you would think a mouse would have. "Monokuma, your not steering these kids down the wrong path, are you?"

"Me?" Monokuma said in face shock. "I would never. How dare you accuse me of such a thing! Why are they here?"

"Because I caught them fighting; unsupervised and without the authority of a staff member." Monokuma looked at the mouse.

"GAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The laugh was so loud it could probably be herd over at the dorms. "That is it? If it were me I would punish them for not killing each other. Upupu." The mouse sighed.

"Oh, you don't know me yet, do you, Rel?" Rel shook his head. "I'm Principle Mickey Mouse. And you're the son of Dante Sparda, correct?" Rel nodded. It's been a while since I've seen your father." Rel just nodded. "Come to think of it, it's been a while since I've seen Samus, as well. How is she, Lydia?"

"She's fine." she told him without looking at him. "What do you want?"

"I called you here because you two were fighting. Lydia, you've been warned about this so many times. Was it really so hard to just…not fight?"

"Yes!" she screamed. Mickey sighed.

"And Rel; you've been here all of two days and you get into an unofficial fight. Was it really so hard to say 'no'?" Rel nodded his head. Mickey sighed again. "Oh gosh. Rel, I don't know if you know this already but the students here normally go on missions. The students are allowed to choose a team to go with them. Did you know that?" He nodded. "Do you have a team?" He nodded again. "And I can safely assume you don't have a team, do you, Lydia?"

"I don't need a team. They'd end up getting in the way and I'd have to kill them."

"I thought you would say that. Well, I'm assigning you two a mission. You will go together tomorrow 12:00 P.M. You can take your team, Rel."

"WHAT?! A MISSION?! WITH THIS HACK?! And if your team are the same people from earlier I will kill all of you!"

"Killing your teammates will result in automatic expulsion and jail time." Mickey said this as if this were nothing new. "Monokuma, please give them their mission briefings."

"Okay!" He slammed two giant portfolios on the table. The sheer size even surprised Mickey.

"The hell is this?" Lydia asked in a state of shock.

"Two thousand sheets of information. Typed in a font size of 2." He sounded as if he were proud of this.

"No." Mickey took the portfolios off of the desk. "This is your mission. Get to the natural well at this location. Shut it off from the public. It's called the 'Wishing Well'. Those who drink the water and make a wish, any wish, will have it granted, but at a price. The greater the wish the greater the price. I want you to seal it off so our people can examine it. That's all; I'll see you both tomorrow." They walked away; Lydia had her fist clenched, ready to hit something. "Destroy the west wing again and you'll be expelled," Mickey told her. That just made her more angry but she said nothing, as a silent agreement. They left to head to their dorms and prepare for their mission.

The next morning Venna woke up in her room. She looked over and saw Cress, still awake, reading a book on angels. Cress saw Venna waking up.

"Good morning, Venna. How did you sleep?"

"Fine, thanks. So why angels?" Cress looked at her book.

"Because they're interesting."

"Okay. So, today's Saturday. What do you wanna do today?" Cress stayed silent; she held up her book. "You're not staying here all day. You can read later."

"But-But…

"Hey girls." They turned to see Nahliel standing in their window. Venna picked up her sword and hit him over the head with it (still sheathed).

"The hell are you doing here?!" Venna screamed at him.

"Ow! Damn it! I came to see if you still wanted to finish our fight. I found an angel spell that could create a separate space for us to fight."

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah. But it's not finished yet. The only problem is that once I make the space things can still enter and exit. I need a spell that can keep us in once we enter and keep people out so they don't get hurt."

"So where do you get that spell?" He looked over at Cress.

"Wh-what?" she asked, sheepishly.

"Your mother is the Good Witch, Glinda, right?" Nahliel asked.

"Y-yes. She is."

"Could I ask you to use your powers to create a barrier around the space I make?"

"O-o-okay," she said, blushing. "But I don't have a spell on hand. I'll have to look for one."

"That's not a problem," Venna said. "Let's go look in the library. There's bound to be one that fits our situation." Venna heard her phone go off and looked at it. She had a received a message from Rel. "Oh hey, Rel just texted me."

"The pipsqueak's still alive?" Nahliel asked, jokingly. Venna still hit him with her sword.

"I didn't know you had a phone," Cress said.

"I forgot I had a phone. He wants me to meet him over by the end of town."

"I'm going to," said Nahliel. "I wanna see the kid again. You gonna come, Cress?"

"S-sure."

"Great," Venna said. "Let's go as soon as I get dressed."

Venna, Cress, and Nahliel were headed to the edge of the Village of Book End. They saw Rel and his friends (and Lydia). Venna and Nahliel went up first. Rel was shocked to see Nahliel here and couldn't help but put on a smile.

"Sup, Pipsqueak? Haven't seen you in a while. How's it been?" Rel shrugged his shoulders. "And who are these ladies?" He looked at the girls and then looked to Rel for an answer. Rel gave a thumbs up to Storm; he stuck his tongue out at Lydia.

"THE FEELING'S MUTUAL!" She turned away from him. "Are we going yet or not?"

"It's a shame," said Nahliel. "I would love to have gotten more acquainted with you." He took her face gently and stared into her eyes. Her legs started to turn to jelly; her heart beat was speeding up. She swatted his hand away and turned away. "So you guys are Rel's friends. Take care of the tyke. He's a delicate baby." He started to pat Rel on the head. Rel bit his hand. "OW! You little devil."

"So what's up."

Rel signed: "I'm going on a mission and I wanted you to see me off."

"I didn't know they sent you on missions? Well, just be careful. Do your best. Mom and Lady would be proud of you." The two hugged for a second. Rel turned to Nahliel; they grabbed each other's forearm.

"You be careful out there, okay, Pipsqueak? And put that sword to use. Those guns, too." Rel nodded. "Oh, and when you get back we should practice again. Hope you're not rusty." Rel nodded again. He picked up Starby and placed him on his head and they headed toward the woods.

They were walking through the woods to head back to the other side of the bridge.

"You have such a caring sister," Slate said.

"I wonder if my siblings would be this nice if I had any," Storm said.

"Blah blah blah. We get it; enough with the family thing and lets hurry to our mission." They actually picked up the pace.

"Who was the other guy?" Storm asked Rel signed.

"It was your brother? I did not know you had a brother." Slate translated.

"I didn't know you could understand sign language," Storm said, dumbfounded.

"Of course. In Hyrule there are races that do not speak the same language, but sign is a universal form of communication, so it is practically a must to learn sign." As they walked Rel caught a glimps of red off the corner of his eye. He turned and saw Cerise running in the opposite direction. She saw him, too. He gave a wave goodbye to her and continued on. She stopped and stood still for a second. She then ran in the direction they were heading. When she saw them again they were across the bridge. Rel turned his head and waved again, walking into the forest on his side, leaving the girl on her side.

Rel and the others met up with Mickey and Monokuma, ready for their mission.

"Now remember: the mission is to seal off the well, and make sure no other civilians drink from the well," Mickey told them.

"Even if you have to kill them," Monokuma said.

"Not kill. But if force is necessary…" They all nodded. "This mission shouldn't take long. Here, take this Star Shard. I believe I've got it working right. It should take you to your destination. Good luck."

"Happy tears."

"Don't you mean 'trails'?"

"Nope." Mickey sighed. The Star Shard Mickey gave them started to glow. They were enveloped in a light-blue light and shot up into the sky.

A blue light landed and from the light came Rel, Starby, Storm, Slate, and Lydia. Once their eyes adjusted from the blue light they stared at their destination; a giant cave with stalactites hanging from the mouth of the cave.

"Let's go in," Lydia said.

"Wait," Storm protested. "The mission is to seal it off, not go sightseeing."

"The mission was also to keep idiots from drinking the well water. We need to go in there and make sure people aren't in there." Storm didn't say anything. "Let's go, stupid bitch." She walked in.

"I really don't like her," Storm said, following anyway.

"You will just have to bear it," Slate told her. They all followed.

Cerise walked back to town, her pet had a dire wolf, Carmine, at her side, looking concerned for her.

That wave felt so odd, she thought to herself. It felt like he was saying goodbye. Goodbye, as in, forever. I don't want to say goodbye forever. Wait…why don't I? Why is this bothering me so much? She snapped out of her train of thought when she heard loud chanting coming from her right. She headed that direction and found Venna, Cress, and Nahliel in a clearing in the forest. Nahliel was chanting something she couldn't understand. "Hey, Venna, Cress." They turned to see Cerise, save for Nahliel, who was concentrating on the spell.

"Hey, Cerise," Venna said.

"What's going on? And isn't that the new security guard?"

"Yeah. He's my older brother, so-to-say. We never finished a fight we had a while back so we're gonna do it now."

"There," Nahliel said. "The other space has been created." They all looked at a giant dome that had a gold tint to it. "All I need you to do is make the barrier, Cress."

"O-okay. Both of you step inside the dome." Venna and Nahliel stepped inside the dome. Cress started to circle the dome, placing salt around the border of the dome. "Okay, the barrier is complete."

"All you did was put salt around the thing."

"Yes. Salt keeps in spirits. Both of you have the blood of spiritual entities. The seal can only be undone from the outside, but students aren't dumb enough to enter the battle zone (I hope) and animals instinctually know not to go near danger. You'll be fine.

"Cool," Venna and Nahliel said at the same time. They walked to opposite ends of the dome. They waited a short bit; the next thing heard was the sound of metal clanging together. It was loud; Cerise felt like her ears were going to bleed. The blades clanged again and they stopped moving; the tips of each of their blades were pointing at each other's neck. Cress and Cerise stared at Nahliel's blade. It was a mid-sized sword that shined like the rays of the sun. Something seemed off about the sword.

"It's been a while since I've seen Excaliburn," Venna said. "Sword's as sharp as ever. As hot as ever, too."

"Thanks. Actually, it got hotter."

"Really? By how many degrees?"

"You'll see." He trust his sword and so did she; they both dodged. They jumped away from each other. "It's been a while since I've had a good fight. "Why don't you show me those Summoned Swords. Last I saw you, you couldn't produce half of one." Venna snapped her fingers and 20 blue swords of light were hovering above her, pointed at Nahliel. "That's new." The swords flew at him. He cut each of them in half as they came. He thrust his sword and a light beam shot out of his blade. In response she snapped her fingers and created a wall of Summoned Swords to act as a shield. "I haven't been slacking either."

"I can tell." The swords that acted as a shield turned and launched at Nahliel. Cerise was so entranced by the fight, but she turned her head and saw Cress taking notes on the fight. She looked around and saw Maddie walking up.

"Hey Cerise!" she said.

"Hey Maddie," Cerise replied. "What are you doing here?"

"I saw the big dome and decided to come over. It looked tea-riffic and I was right hey is that Cress and Nahliel?"

"Y-yes. Is that really the only reason you came?"

"Yes. Oh, I also told everybody to follow."

"How many people is everybody?" Cerise looked and saw more people coming to see the fight. "Maddie, why?"

"Shouldn't everyone see a great display, whatever it may be?"

"No, no they shouldn't." One girl walked up to Cress. She tapped her shoulder, Cress jumped in surprise and set her note pad on fire.

"Aw," Cress said.

"I'm sorry." Cress turned around to see Nina standing behind her.

"O-oh, hey, Nina. It's fine." She reached in her bag and pulled out another notepad.

"That's prepared. So what's going on?"

"A fight's going on in the dome."

"And where's Venna?" She pointed to the dome. "How'd she get in there?"

"I put her in there using a spell."

"And who is she fighting?"

"Nahliel."

"Does she have Yamato with her?"

"Yes. How did you know about the sword?"

"I've always admired the Demon Lord Sparda. He fought his own kind for the sake of others. He fought for them even though they were different than him. He's my hero. So I know almost everything about him. I know about the demon weapons he passed down to his kids, the demon arms, everything that I could. It surprised me when I found out Dante had kids." Just then Venna and Nahliel zoomed past the audience. Cress saw a look of excitement on Nina's face; how entranced she was by the battle; it worried Cress. Venna snapped her fingers and made a Summoned Sword. She jumped ontop of it and rode it like a skateboard. The speed at which the Summoned Sword took her caught Nahliel off guard multiple times as she attacked him from all directions. She was starting to get the upper hand, until she noticed Nina watching the fight. She could see her eyes filled with wonder and excitement; it made her heart flutter. She slowed down a bit and that gave Nahliel his chance. He brought Excaliburn up and cut the Summoned Sword in half. Venna flipped and flew straight into the barrier on her back. After she fell to the ground she sat up; she turned around and had the tip of Excaliburn at her throat.

"What the hell happened?" Nahliel asked. Venna kept silent. "You're better than that. I don't think I've ever seen you get distracted by anything. So what happened?" Still she kept silent. He shifted his eyes to see Cress. He didn't think she caused the distraction, then he noticed the girl standing behind Cress. "Is it the girl in the blue?" Venna had a pained look on her face. "Yeah, I thought so. So you finally found someone you want to be with, eh? She doesn't know how you feel does she?"

"No."

"Dude, that's one of the oldest love clichés ever."

"Yeah, but it's true, oddly enough. I swear, you're the last person I would have wanted to get wind of this."

"Are you sure you love her?"

"What do you mean?"

"Just that; are you sure you love her? It's probably just infatuation. Plus, you don't even know whether she likes you back, or even if you have a chance."

"I know. And whether I really do love her: I don't know. But I have to try. My feelings would be pointless if I didn't at least try." There was a slight pause.

"I'm proud of you, Venna. You've turned into a fine young woman. Now all you have to do is confess it to her."

"And that's hard. But not as hard as this." She snapped her fingers and multiple Summoned Swords came and stabbed him in the back; as well she cut off the hand that was holding Excaliburn. She moved away from him.

"Oh, so you want to make me angry?" Nahliel started to glow with a golden aura that seemed dark and full of malice.

"It's not like I can't take it." She started to glow with a dark blue aura. They charged at each other and continued to clash swords.

Rel and his team were still walking through the cave. The walls, celling, and floor were littered with stones that gave off a blue light.

"GOD DANM IT! Lydia screamed. "HOW LONG IS THIS WALK TO THE FUCKING WELL?!"

"I would advise you to keep your voice down, lest we attract unwanted attention," Slate told her.

"Like who, Satin? He'll get his ass whooped! And besides, don't we want to know if someone is in here? I would think that was the whole point." They continued to walk when they finally came across a giant well in the cave. The room in which the well was in had more blue lights in it than the rest of the cave, which gave the pool of water a blue glow. They stared at it in awe.

"Well," said Storm, "this is it. Let's quarantine it."

"Po," Starby spouted in agreement. Just before they started to set up the quarantine Rel walked up to it. He looked down at the clear water for a moment. He then knelt down and drank some of the water, putting his entire team in shock.

"YOU DUMBASS!" Lydia screamed at him. "WE WERE SUPPOSED TO KEEP PEOPLE FROM DRINKING IT, YOU KNOW?!" He put his finger in front of her telling her to be quiet; he then opened his mouth as if he were going to speak. Slate, Storm, and Starby looked on in anticipation. Nothing. "I don't get it. What the hell did I miss?"

"Rel is mute," Storm told her.

"What, for real?"

"No, for fake?"

"Don't toy with me, bitch."

"Yes, Rel is mute," Slate said, moving the conversation further. "Rel, before you drank the water, was the wish you made to be able to speak?" Rel nodded. "Then it is odd that you are not speaking. Did you give up anything?" Rel shook his head. "That is very odd."

"If this well isn't granting peoples wishes then what is?" Lydia asked. Just then they herd footsteps coming from the path they had just taken. What walked into the room was…nothing. They were all confused that nothing came out, even though footsteps were clearly audible.

"I know that sword anywhere," said a voice, full of laughter, "and that coat, and that hair; If it isn't 'Devil Boy'!" They all turned around to see a clown. He wore a dark purple jesters uniform and hat with bells that looked like skulls. He had sickly pale skin and an elongated nose; his nails were long and blood red and he held a brass scepter with a transparent green stone at the top. He had his arm around Rel. "You seem smaller than I remember. Are you getting old, Devil Boy?" Lydia pointed her gun in the clown's nose and it bent.

"Alright, who the hell are you and how did you get in?" she asked.

"My name is Jester. I'm a clown. I just waltzed right in." He started to do a waltz. Lydia started shooting at him. He dodged all of her shots, fearful but laughing at the same time. When she stopped shooting he started to fan himself with his scepter.

"I want you out of here. Now."

"Aw. But I wanna talk to Devil Boy some more." Again he appeared next to Rel. "So how've ya been? How's Lady doing?" Rel gave him a thumbs up. "Wait. You're not Devil Boy. You don't talk like him, or at all. Who are you?" Rel signed. "DEVIL BOY HAD A SON?! GAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I never thought I'd see the day!"

"Rel." He turned to Slate. "Do you know this…man?" Rel shook his head. "Then why are you not kicking him out, as is your job." Rel signed. Slate smacked his hand against his face.

"What did he say?" Storm asked.

"He likes clowns."

"Really?"

"I like you so much better than Devil Boy," said Jester. "You and me, we're like two peas in a pod of comedy. I'm the clown and you're the mime. We're like yin and yang." Jester turned black and white like Monokuma. Rel gave a silent laugh. Jester mimicked his silent laugh and Rel laughed harder. Rel finally caught his breath and started to push Jester out of the cave. "Wait, what are you doing?"

Rel signed: "I like clowns, and I like you. That's why I'm getting you out of here so everyone else doesn't kill you. I don't want you dead."

"You're such a kind hearted boy." Jester started to cry. "But I'm here on business, and it involves you, kid. I'm here to grant your wish." The room fell silent. "What?" Rel looked back at Slate; he nodded.

Rel signed: "Sorry, Jester. As much as it pains me to do this, I'm going to have to place you under arrest. You're the one who's been luring people here to grant wishes for a price. The others and I have been ordered to stop the cause…and that's you."

"I see. But I can't let that happen. How about this: let's have a fight. All of you versus me. If you win you complete your job AND I'll throw in something for each of you, free of charge. If I win, I get to keep doing what I'm doing, you and your whole 'company' or whatever leaves me alone forever, and I get to keep you, Devil Kid. Deal?" Rel nodded.

"WE DIDN'T ALL AGREE, ASSHAT!" Lydia screamed at him.

"I'm willing to take that gamble," Storm said.

"As am I," said Slate. "It has been irritating that I still have not been in a real fight. Let's go." Starby made a loud popping noise.

"You're all insane," Lydia told them. "But I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to kill something. Ah what the hell, let's fight." She had a devilish smile on her face.

"Ooo, I like her," Jester said. Rel and Slate unsheathed their swords, Storm unfolded hers and Lydia got her gun out. Starby was just waiting for something to suck in. "Let's get this show on the-" before he could finish his sentence Lydia was already in front him, the barrel of the gun open and the plasma in a straight form. She swung the gun and decapitated him.

"There, the job is done. Let's scrape up his dead body and beat it." Rel looked at the dead body, disappointed and teary eyed. "Oh get over it. He was the enemy; he even said 'let's fight'. It's his loss."

"Nice try, blondie. It really is going to take more than that to take me down." They all looked at the decapitated body that wasn't there anymore. "Up here, children." They looked to the roof of the cave and saw Jester standing upsidedown on the roof. "You're going to have to try a lot better than that to take me down."

"The hell?"

"You're supposed to be dead," Storm said.

"Supposed to be," Jester told them, "but I'm not. Maybe you should try again. I'll even come down to make it easy for you."

"No need." Slate unsheathed his sword. he got into position. "SKYWARD SLASH!" He swung his sword three times. The ground around Jester was cut in a triangle. It came crashing down along with Jester.

"What was that?" Storm asked.

"A meer immitation of the real thing."

"Nice shot kid," Jester said from the rubble. "But you're gonna need to do better." Jester waved his wand and a portal opened above his head. Giant circus balls flew from the portal at them. Storm folded her sword into gun mode and shot all of the circus balls. Out of one of the circus balls came a fire blast. Once it got close enough Starby sucked in the blast and started to glow. When the glowing stopped it had on a crown of fire. Starby shot fire blasts at Jester and set him on fire. Storm shot some fire blasts at Jester as well. "It's getting a little warm in here isn't it?" He started fanning himself with his wand. Rel jumped up in the air and came down, sword drawn, with a downward slash."Whoa whoa whoa!" Jester put his wand up to block the on coming attack. "You could hurt someone with that, Devil Kid." Storm, Slate, and Lydia got behind Jester and all slashed him in the back. "Smart kids. That would have worked on any other opponent." Rel kicked off of the wand and did a back flip. He thrust his sword at Jester. He bent backwards to dodge. Starby got under him; it charged up a fire fist and punched him in the back of the head. He flew up and crashed into the celling. "You kids are really smart. But you should quit. I'm not gonna lose." He took his head out of the celling. He swirld his wand and from the ground came spikes. They all dodged, except for Rel, who got stabbed through the stomach.

"God damnit, he's annoying!" Lydia screamed.

"How do we take him down?" Storm asked.

"I am trying to figure it out," Slate said. "I cannot find a way to defeat him. From what I can see he can take any hit and just keep going. What can we do?" Rel sheathed his sword and took out his guns and started shooting; his shots were like a turrent machine gun. Jester spun his wand and put up a field to block the gun fire.

"OOPO!" Starby shouted. It turned to Slate and started pointing at Rel and then at Jester. Slate looked on for a while.

"What's the gumball trying to say?" Lydia asked.

"OF COURSE!" Slate shouted. "Rel, follow suit!" Rel nodded. "Storm, Starby, take down that field." Storm pointed her gun at Jester; Starby stood over the barrel of the gun. She shot an air blast and launched Sarby at Jester. Starby charged up and turned into a fireball. It crashed into the force field and destroyed it. "Lydia get his wand." Lydia opened up the barrel of her gun and turned it into a whip. She threw it and caught grabbed the wand. She pulled the trigger. The whip sent out an electric shock.

"Owowowow!" He let go of the wand due to the sudden shock.

"Rel, go!" Rel broke the spike stuck in his stomach and removed it. he holstered his guns and jumped in the air toward Jester. He unsheathed his sword and slashed him diagonally. Jester spit up blood; he didn't regenerate.

"Nice shot, Devil Kid." Jester fell from the sky; Rel landed on his feet.

"You were right, Starby." They all turned toward Slate. "It was odd how he took all of our attacks but would try to avoid Rel's attacks. His weakness is Rel's weapons. Though I do not know why."

"It's because his weapons are demon weapons." They all looked at Jester. "I, being a demon, have a natural weakness to demon-based weapons than your human-based weapons."

"Why are you still alive?" Lydia asked.

"Or do you not want your prizes for beating me?" He twirled his index finger and something popped infront of everyone. In front of Storm was a white liquid in a small glass bottle. In front of slate was a metallic feather. In front of Lydia was a blaster type device. Starby got a small globe of light green light. And for Rel: two Blood Roses. "That'll make sense in the future, Devil Kid. Green kid, if you can forge that with your sword it will instatnly become twice as strong; twice as heavy, too. Pink-hair, that's a special ice potion. Put a drop on your sword and it will gain an ice boost. Drink the rest and you can have the power to use that blizard ability. Remember, it costs magic to use, so be carfull and smart; maybe work up your magic powers. Gumball, that there is an orb that-" before he could finish Starby ate it. "Actually, yeah. That's what you're supposed to do with it. Now you have the permenant use of one of your transormations; the plasma one, I think. Just will it and you'll transform. Blondie, you already know what that is. It's the original one. And Devil Kid, that'll come in handy in the future, trust me."

"Why are you doing this for us?" Slate asked. Just then a darkness started to form at Jesters foot and was working its way up.

"'Cause I'm dying, kid. Pluse, I've got nothing against you. Also, one more thing: be carefull from here on out. I'm not comepletely sure, but you could have attracted the attention of some pretty nasty people." The darkness was up to his stomach. Rel started to sign but couldn't. "Aw, don't beat yourself up over it, Devil Kid. It ain't your fault; I was gonna die anyway, wheather you showed up or not. Only difference is I could warn you kids. What are your names?"

"I am Slate."

"Lydia."

"I'm Storm and this is Starby."

"Po po."

Rel signed: "I'm Rel."

"Good," Jester said. "I'll remember those." He gave them one final smile. "Let's laugh again sometime." Jesters body was covered in the darkness. Instantly his body popped into little spores of darkness which soon dissapeared.

"Let us contact Principle Mickey and Principle Monokuma now," Slate said.

"It's about time." Lydia said. They all left the cave, but before they did Rel picked something up. It was Jester's wand. Rel instantly thought it was a Devil Arms. He kept it with him.

Venna and Nahliel were staring each other down. Their blades at the ready. They charged at each other. They passed each other and slashed. Now they stood, the audiance waited to see who would fall first. They waited. Finally...they both stood up straight and sheathed their swords.

"I quit," they said in tandom. The audiance was in shock.

"You can take the field down now, Cress!" Venna shouted to Cress. Cress put her foot over the salt and rubbed some away, breaking the spell, causing the space to dissapate. Soon, an audiance surrounded them. "I keep forgeting how many people go to this school." The first person who went up to them was Maddie.

"That was so HEXALENT! Why did you stop?"

"It was to even," Nahliel told her. "There was never gonna be a winner if that went on. And, I got board. I'm not spending my night here when I could be crusing the town."

"That was a great fight you had, Venna," Cress said.

"Thanks, Cress." Nina walked up to Venna.

"That battle was perfect," she told Venna. "I can't believe I got to see Yamato put to use."

"O-oh, yeah, thanks." Venna was nervous, being praised like this by Nina.

"I could never have imagined you to be such a good swordsman."

"Yeah, well, I learned from my father how my uncle Virgil fought. I knew the sword accepted me when I could the Summoned Sword technique."

"That's so-"

"Nina!" They turned to see Lisa walking up to them. "Stop running off, will you? And be carefull, they have weapons."

"Do you not trust us?" Venna asked.

"No, actually, I don't. Come on, Nina." Lisa grabbed her sisters hand.

"Okay, Lisa. I'll see you later, Venna, Cress." She waved to the two. Venna waved back and sighed.

"Why does her sister have to be so rude?"

"Who knows," Nahliel said. "Alright everyone! Now that its over you can all head back to town now!" The croud disspersed.

"Come on, Cress. Let's head back to the dorm. You can go back to reading your book."

"Yay," Cress said, with silent enthusiasm.

"Later, Maddie, Cerise."

"Bye bye," Maddie said.

"Later," Cerise said. "You head back to town, Maddie. I'm gonna go for a walk."

"But it's almost nightfall. I'll stay with you."

"NO! Ah...no, it's fine, really. I'll be okay. I'll see you later. Good night."

"Well alrighty. Good night, Cerise." Maddie skipped on back to town. Cerise headed farther into the woods. She headed back toward the bridge.

Night had fallen. Rel and his team had finished their mission and were back home. Everyone else was in their dorm rooms. Rel went out for the night. He stared at the wand that was left behind. He also looked at the two Blood Roses that Jester gave him. He had no idea why though. He gave up for now and put them in his pocket. The thing about Blood Roses is that they are stronger than other flowers. He looked out to the forest and wondered. He took out the wand and tried to summon something. After some intense consentration the thing he wanted poofed in front of him: some paint cans. He picked up the paint cans and headed to the forest. He walked through the forest and finally ended up at his destination, the bridge. On the other side he saw, Cerise, sitting on the edge of the chasam, petting a wolf that had gone to sleep. She looks up and see's Rel standing on the other side. She get's up and runs across the bridge to greet him.

"Hey," she says. Rel nodded. "So, what happened? I thought I wouldn't see you again. I mean...you made it look like you were leaving forever after...and...I thought...I would lose a...a friend."

Rel signed: "I was on a mission."

"I'm sorry, I don't know sign language." Rel picked up a stick.

Rel wrote: "I was on a mission."

"Are you deff?"

Rel wrote: "No. Mute."

"So what are you doing here?" Rel held up the paint cans and pointed to the bridge.

Rel wrote: "What are you doing here?"

"Ah...well...I'm just here on whim. I just thought it would be nice to see the thing that put my whole school in a tizzy. Can I help?" Rel looked at her for a second, then nodded. "Cool." Rel opened up the paint cans. He handed Cerise a paint brush and they started painting the bridge. They painted the guard rail red and the platfrorm was turquoise blue. Finally they finished painting the bridge. "Well, wasn't that fun?" Rel nodded. "So why did you decide to paint the bridge?"

Rel wrote: "So a connection can be forged between the two schools. I guess the paint would symbolize the relationship between the two schools is so strong it's visible. Also, if anyone does get here trying to get to the other side I don't want them trying some stupid way and get themselves killed. All because an invisible bridge was right next to them."

"How did you know that the bridge was there?"

Rel wrote: "I saw some leaves sitting in the middle of the air and thought it was beyond odd, unless something was holding it up."

"I guess that makes sense." Rel stood up. "Where are you going?" He pointed over to his side of the chasam. "Oh...okay. Hey maybe...we can...hang out some other time?" Rel nodded. "Oh, cool. I guess I'll see you later." Rel nodded and gave her a big smile. It made her smile. Instead of using the bridge Rel did a back flip over the chasam and landed on the other side. "Wow. That's very impressive and impossible." Rel waved and gave her one last smile, and so did she.

And that was chapter three. Wow, that was long. If you finished this chapter then you can go eat your favorite snack. Go ahead, you deserve it. Anyway, Jester is the same Jester from Devil May Cry 3. Yeah, I brought him back, only to kill him (damn it). For those of you who don't know what Lydia got...good. Don't hate me because "that's not how Kirby's powers work". This is a new generation. The old generation worked hard so the new generation can surpass them. In the future this generation will do the same, and so on and so forth. The same goes for real life. Your parents generation worked hard for you; you should appriciate it, accept it. Don't shit on the thing that your predecessors fought and died for, what they worked for. It's disgraceful. What will happen to the future generations. They'll grow up with nothing and you'll say "I'm working as hard as I can" when in reality you could have had all of what you wanted and what your kids wanted and if you tried harder when you were younger. That's the simple, blatent truth about it. Don't whine and complaine about the results if you didn't put forth the effort. You only get out what you put in. I've ranted long enough. That was the message for this authors note. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. If you want to send in OCs send them in and I'll see what I can do. Don't forget to review. Flames are welcomed, I don't get burned.