A/N: Ah guyz…way sorry for the long wait

I decided to revamp this chapter…3 times

So long wait time and thus I hate myself for making fans wait.

But the thing is, here be the new and improved (I hope) chapter.

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In the land of Shinigami:

"So…the child of prophecy hath finally cometh. The one said to horde both vampire and werewolf traits. The one said to be the tool for the destruction of mankind." Konton no Hakai spoke to himself, yet the other shinigami close by didn't miss his comment, seeing as he didn't speak that often.

Another spoke, his name; Kurushimi, "The child of prophecy? That prophecy of old?! Surely, you must be mistaken… That old seer has never had one of his 'visions' come true, how can you be so sure that this child is the one?"

"…"

Another decided to speak, "The child has finally come? For three thousand years, we've waited, and I knew that this vision was real…" Koorei no Yogensha calmly spoke in an old wheezed and forced voice. "One whose origin is human, yet wields both the power of a vampire and werewolf. One of a kind soul, who in time becomes corrupt, the harbinger of destruction of all mortality."

"He doth hath a kind spirit…we shan't use him like this. We need something to corrupt him, corrupt his mind, and turn him against the mortal and immortal races. And we hath just the thing!" Hakai spoke then snapped his fingers.

A flash of white light, then a descending darkness cloud rested on the ground.

Yuko materialized before them.

"Ugh, ah, eehh." Yuko slowly opened his eyes. "Ugh, wh…where am I?"

He got up and checked his surroundings, and noticed the three 'creatures' sitting in front of him.

"Thou life hath come to a quick end, young one." Hakai spoke.

"Wh…what do you mean? I..i can't be dead…Someone like me just cannot up and die!"

"Oh? Surely, thou don't think thyself an immortal, young dhampir; everything doth hath a weakness." Hakai spoke, the others lightly chuckled.

"Ho…How did you know what monster I was? Just…who are you three?!" Yuko nearly shouted. He hadn't told anybody of what he was, but he had a sneaking suspicion that that didn't matter here. Wherever this was.

"Just what do you think we are? Kurushimi asked while a wicked smile swept across his wrinkly face. He hadn't had the chance to play like this in at least two thousand years.

"Uhh, psychic youkai? No! Some sort of brutes? Definitely not! Gods…."

"Gods?..." Yuko's ruby eyes swept over each of them. They rested on Hakai.

"Haha! Quite right boy!" Yogensha jumped with joy.

"Thou are half right. We're not what thou would see as gods. We are shinigami, what thou would see as…opposite…of a god." Hakai spoke, returning the stare right back to Yuko.

"Shini…gami…? So, were in kokudo shiboo? Yuko asked, clearly horrified, now knowing that he was actually dead. "How…did I get here?"

"Fool, you're a spirit. A god can bring a spirit anywhere he wants it. Fortunately for you, Hakai has some business for you, something that can even save the rest of your…." Kurushimi was cut short by a quick punch to the gut by the one called Hakai.

"Come hither, young dhampir." Hakai gestured with his hand to a indentation in the ground just in front of him. "Look unto this, and see your friends." With a wave of his hand, the indentation lit up, showing himself being carried by Tsukune, tears streaming down his face but no other show of emotion whatsoever. Rikara was crying into Moka's shoulder and the vampire showing no emotion whatsoever, but still trying to softly comfort the saddened Rikara. They had just left the remnants of Tsukune's apartment, with all the other dorm patrons staring in awe at what was happening. Tsukune's mouth was moving ever so slightly, not even enough for his vampire mate to pick up what he was saying. The portal seemed to amplify what he was saying… "Orry Yuko, I'm so sorry, sorry!" was all he kept saying over and over nonstop. Yuko couldn't take this much more, he couldn't watch his best friend be so upset, his heart cringed as he looked away, with tears streaming not being able to them back any longer.

"Thou can go back.." Hakai spoke.

Yuko immediately turned and dead locked his eyes with his.

"One snap of a finger!" Kurushimi exclaimed.

"H..How?"

"Oh? It's easy really, just…" Kurushimi started but was cut off.

"All thou hath to do is make a deal, I grant you your life and yo…" Hakai started but was also cut off.

"Anything…Just do it!" Yuko spoke, not even in the least caring what the deal was. Little did he know that he just made a horrible mistake, he had just started the beginning of the end.

"As thou wishes…" Hakai snapped his forefinger and thumb.

Yuko blacked out.

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"Yuko…YUKO?!" Tsukune screamed.

"N…No yuko…do…." Rikara started.

Moka just looked at him, her pride not allowing herself to show any emotion. Her heart felt it, the anguish of her lover, the blood bond they shared, his feelings being portrayed to her. It saddened her to no end knowing that her lover was going through this, but alas, she must remain stoic.

For what it was worth, Tsukune removed the pvc, the board, and the steel bar, each came out of Yuko's lifeless body with a sickening squelch and blood dripping off the ends.

From the earlier confrontation, and the devastation of the apartment that left a gaping hole in the wall, people began to gather there and whisper among themselves.

I never knew that Tsukune was a murderer…

How could someone do such a thing? How could he even be let into the school if he was like that?
'And thus the rumors begin.' Moka thought to herself.

"I'm taking him to the chairman." Tsukune basically said to himself, as if to break away from this sickening atmosphere. He picked him up as gently as he can and made his way to the nearest exit, which in turn…was the gaping hole in the wall.

"Move!" Tsukune spoke with an unusual growl, more guttural than anything. The people blockading the exit instantly found a way to move from the spot that they were standing.

"Hey! Aono! What the hell happened up here, just cause you got power doesn't mean you can do what the hell ever!" Someone from the mob yelled.

"HEY! You will NOT ta…" Moka started.

"Shut up!" Tsukune bellowed. That same low guttural growl that made the whole group cringe in fear just from hearing it.

Moka, at least knew that he wasn't talking to her, but to the mob just outside his once be house.

Moka followed Tsukune out of the dorms and started to the chairmans office.

The body of the demi-god had begun to disintegrate and left behind just one single black feather.

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Rikara had made her way away from the crowd and found a shadowed corner to sit in. She had been crying for the past ten minutes, but that still didn't stop the flow of tears. She hadn't been able to tell Yuko her feelings, making her feel like a failure.

'It's ok, I'm here. I will never leave your side.' Yuko's kind and caring voice rang through her head. An image of him just sitting there smiling at her, another of the time when he had saved her from the savages of the twisted nether, a separate demonic realm. Yet another of their travel to the arctic like northern lands. They had been attacked by a clan of local wolf youkai, even though she herself were lupine in nature, she hadn't been able to talk sense to them; that resulted in what was known of the Northern Massacre. The existence of the last clan of silver wolves wiped from the planet. No one knows to this day who the culprit(s) were.

Those memories she savored. They were most important, most valuable to her because she felt like each other were growing closer together, a stronger bond.

But that was gone….

'I'm here, I will always be by your side.' Yuko's voice rang again.

"Yuko…" Pulling her knees up and resting her head on them, she allowed herself to cry.

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Nothing had been said between them along the way to the chairmans office.

Even though there was no talking, Moka knew that something was off about Tsukune, like a time bomb at the end of its allotted time. Something needed to be done.

"Tsukune?" Moka asked with reserved caution.

He gave no recognition that she was even there.

"Don't group all of humanity and immortals alike with tha…" Moka started.

"Oi! Tha fuck you doin' carryin 'round a dead rat for?" Saizou rang out from the darkness. "Walkin' round all big n bad when all you do is cower behind the pretty face over there. Bout time me n' you settle a little score."

Tsukune stopped dead in his tracks…

Saizou sauntered from behind some nearby tree's heading straight for him. Tsukune waited for him to get about three feet away and chose to look him dead in the eye. A pair of slitted blood red irises staring at a pair of golden brown.

Saizou seemed unphased, thinking this was just another bluff; even though his instinct was telling him to run…and run…and never stop.

He continued to advance on Tsukune and was about a half a step away then….BAM!

Tsukune flared a fraction of his youkai, careful not to release too much, as he was trying to conserve the barrier. Someone who went through all this, who would even care?

About a one hundred meter radius of trees were leveled, Saizou himself knocked back from the bluntness of his youkai. Saizou looked up to Tsukune, deep scarlet aura whipping around his body in a sinful like manner. But that wasn't what he was looking at, in his left arm he still supported Yuko, but his right… The skin seemed to have been removed and replaced with pure muscle connected at the shoulder but he no longer had an arm… Instead he had one single recurve blade about a meter long.

Saizou was about twenty feet back and as he blinked, Tsukune had moved in his spot, no not moved…more like teleported…from his spot to the now standing Saizou. In a flash of a second…Before Saziou had taken in that Tsukune was in front of him, Tsukune impaled Saizou right below his left lung.

Blood pouring from his wound, Tsukune removed his…arm… " You can live with a just one kidney, don't you ever come near me or Moka again. You're dead next time."

With that Tsukune's arm transformed back and he walked off.

"Don't push him you stupid fuck…" Moka hissed as she ran to catch up with Tsukune.

Saizou lay as a slump on the ground, not being able to move from the pain; his wound slowly healing.

Unnoticed to them all at the moment, Yuko's heart gave a faint pump…

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"That's it Tsukune…Just need to keep pushing him. Yuko I'm counting on you to fulfill the prophecy…" Hakai spoke and rubbed his hands together, as if ready to dig into dinner. A wicked grin already implanted onto his sullen face.

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Before Tsukune could knock… "Come in.."

The chairman spoke.

The whole school was in an uproar, a fire had broke out in the boy's dorm. Students were running everywhere, chaos taking over.

"Set the boy on the table, we need to talk." Chairman spoke, his voice grim.

Moka just took a seat, knowing what was about to happen, another recap of a week ago when Tsukune took his rage out on the chairman, but this time he might kill him.

"Yes, board chairman, I believe we do need to talk." Tsukune sounded almost like a demon at this point. Yet most of his youkai was in check.

"Tsukune have you ever heard of the proph…" He was cut short.

This prophecy had been running through Moka's head ever since the fight between Tsukune and the demi-god.

A sudden intake of air cause the three of their heads to turn towards the table.

"Yuko?" Tsukune's voice was back to normal.

"Yuko?" Board chairman asked.

Moka remained as impassive as ever. She knew this wasn't leading to anything good.

'He was dead…'

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A/N wowowow…. What to comment on?

Hope u all like this chapter! Since it's the third remake sorry for wait.

Anyway school is back! Senior FTW

R+R for me prz

Till next chapter!