On the outskirts of the village of the Yuki-Onna stood a suspicious looking man clad in leather, his fedora barely concealed his hate-filled eyes as he glared at the village; he started to fiddle with the cross pendant of a set of Rosary beads.

"So Fairy Tale thinks that they can just go around adding to their forces without complication do they," the man chuckled venomously, "these bastards will feel the wrath of god for their insolence." he was startled when he felt a hand rest on his shoulder.

"Calm down, there's no need to get so worked up," he turned to see a priest-looking man wearing white robes trimmed with gold, a cross sewn into the chest and sleeves, "do not be hasty my child, the almighty father shall always watch over us but that doesn't mean he will protect us from harm in it's entirety; we will bide our time for now and strike when the time is right, for now it is time to rest." the man smiled kindly but you could almost see the hate in his eyes as he too glared at the village.

The other man bowed his head, "Yes, father." and with that they walked away into the shadows.


Tsukune's eyes fluttered open, with a quick look around the room he could tell that it was obviously the next morning if the glaring reflection of sunlight on the ice crystals was any indication.

The strange part however, was that Tsukune felt like he was knotted; as if he couldn't move since his limbs were tangled with something, maybe he... his eyes widened, how could he have been so careless to let his guard down to such an extent to let himself get kidnapped! Oh Lord, Akua was going to lecture him for hours and their training was going to become even more suicidal and... where was that heavy breathing coming from...

He slowly shifted his head to look to the side. 'Oh look, Mizore...', wait... why was Mizore's head cradled only centimetres away from his own! Tsukune started to breathe in technique, it would have helped calm him down if not for the cool breeze Mizore was breathing into his ear! 'Funny, it smells like grape', he noted, 'maybe it was those lollipops of hers... now is not the time Tsukune! Wait, if Mizore is here then...', he suddenly remembered what had transpired last night, with him getting into Mizore's bed and them falling asleep back-to-back. She must have just rolled over in her sleep he surmised. At least, he thought so until he realised the tangle of limbs comprised of her legs tangled around his and her arms wrapped around his waist.

'I bet that to someone else we'd look like lovers', is what he thought before it occurred to him that they hadn't even hit the start of their teenage years yet. He began to reconfigure his thoughts, just because he was young didn't mean he didn't feel the awkwardness of being wrapped up with another person; a pretty girl at that.

He started to struggle but found that he couldn't wriggle his way out without getting into some potentially compromising positions or without causing her some discomfort, thus there was only one other viable solution.

"Psst, Mizore..." he gently shook her by the shoulder, it didn't seem to be working though so he'd have to try being louder, "Hey, Mizore..." he whispered a little louder, though again; nothing. 'Okay, if you want to be such a stubborn sleeper then fine, have it your way...', it was time for plan B, hopefully squirming out wouldn't be too compromising...

He removed his arm from under her and raised it to her side, accidentally stroking her bare stomach as he did so. 'Her skin is so smooth...' he thought before shaking his head to clear his thoughts. He continued on to snake his right leg out of hers, although with some complications since they were tangled up pretty good... he had to subtly lift her leg up with his free leg, attempt to expertly traverse his limb out of there with no other contact whatsoever and finally remove his torso from her set grip around his waste without startling her.

At least, that's what he wanted to happen. What actually happened was that he lifted her leg up; just as planned, pulled his tangled leg out; only minor contact so far, but when it came the most difficult part, there were some complications... he moved his arms up and around her own (trying to ignore the fact he just made contact with her subtly budding chest), then proceeded to latch them onto her hands at either side of him before gently tugging them away from his person.

Although he had formulated a plan to escape her hold in next to no time, he had not accounted for further movement in her sleep; how he wished he had...

When she started to move towards him, he was forced to release his hold on her arms to halt her approach. This was apparently futile since she jerked in his direction, giving him no time to prepare himself for the unanticipated force she came with; forcing the two of them to tumble out of bed with him receiving the brunt of the fall being at the bottom.

Apparently, this was finally enough to wake the sleeping beauty. He had to hold back a smirk as he saw her flustered look once she realised that she was perched above and around her new roommate. What he didn't find so funny was the fact that she started to bring her face closer to his own along with a sensual whisper of his name escaping her lips, "Tsukune..."

Seeing her in this new light, he really began to appreciate the attractiveness of the snow maiden; she was going to get a lot of attention from the male population once she had fully matured that was for sure. He was hastily brought back from his thoughts as her forehead made contact with his own, she was definitely too close for comfort! Her lips hovered just above his own...

Luckily, or maybe not... Tsukune was saved from the enrapturing lips of the violet-haired maiden as the door was opened to reveal Tsurara Shirayuki. He was more than slightly disturbed by the smirk that decorated her face once she had caught sight of Tsukune's failed endeavours. This was why he didn't want to resort to plan B; 'compromising positions'.

"My my, already in the process of making my grandchildren are we?" she covered her mouth with a hand, "Couldn't wait any longer?" she teased.

Tsukune's face was flushed redder than ever before, he'd been in many compromising positions but this definitely took the cake. He flailed his arms in disagreement, "No, Tsurara-san you've got this all wrong!" he fiddled his fingers together embarrassedly, "We just got into a compromising situation is all, I just meant to get out of the bed without waking Mizore and this is how it turned out... right Mizore?" he turned to the young snow maiden with a look of hope, but that quickly faded once he saw how she was averting her entire face away from his pleading eyes; although he didn't fail to catch sight of her blazing cheeks.

"Oh?" Tsukune shivered, "You don't plan on making children with my Mizore but had the nerve to share a bed with her?" several kunai-shaped kunai formed in her hand as she continued to speak so coldly, "That is means for punishment I'm afraid..."

Tsukune could only try to wriggle his way out from under Mizore as the elder Shirayuki approached him, the look in her eye made Tsukune want to just crawl into a corner and die; he wasn't prepared for this kind of situation in the least! How often does a mother set out to punish a boy for not sleeping with their daughter?!

Luckily, it seems that Lady luck hadn't entirely forsaken Tsukune since this was the time that Akua had decided to get back from her morning procedures. Although, Tsukune didn't doubt the fact that Lady luck was simultaneously using this as an opportunity to get a few giggles from the spectacle that would follow. His life was spared for now, but that might just be revoked in a moment...

"Hey Tsukune, want to go see the Snow White fie-" Tsukune cheered inwardly at his saviours entrance but then it occurred to him...

"Tsukune..."

Akua could become a little bit of a psychopath when it came to his association with the opposite sex; he remembered how he just barely survived when he was forced to dodge numerous Jigentou-based attacks after he was found with a girl attached to his lips when the two last visited the sacred land of the Youko. But how was he to know that the girl he had stayed with the entire week would suddenly launch herself at him, she had seemed so reserved just moments before she kissed him. Although, he did learn that when a girl shares Pocky with you in that way, it means she's planning to plant one on you...

"What's going on here...?" Tsukune was brought back from the thoughts of his first, unexpected kiss when he caught sight of Akua. Her hair overshadowed her eyes and all's that he could see of her face was her sardonic grin and it sent more than just a shiver down his spine...

Tsukune flailed his arms as much as he possibly could, "N-No, Akua... th-this isn't what you think!"

Akua was approaching slowly, the terrifying look on her face promising him that he wouldn't get out of here unscathed.

"Than what is it Tsukune?" she asked with sickly sweetness, "Why are you wrapped up with this girl? I didn't know you predated on weaker girls like this, is that why you strive to be stronger?"

Tsukune lost his ability to speak, he had a look of utter despair on his face, she was starting to see things that were entirely untrue and that certainly didn't work in his favour. Actually, the fact Mizore was starting to embrace him protectively probably wasn't working in his favour either...

"Stay away from him both of you!" she shouted.

It was strange for Tsukune, the natural cold feel of her touch was conflicting with the unnatural warmth that their proximity came with. It was almost as if the Universe just couldn't decide on how they should feel in such a state, it was comforting though to say the least. It almost made him forget about his impending demise...

Almost...

"Mizore, step away from him dear," Tsurara smiled wickedly, "the boy need his punishment." she was twirling two icy kunai around her index fingers threateningly.

"For once I agree with that mother of yours," Akua tilted her head to the side, the sight would've made him blush had it not been for the cruel glint in her eyes "please step away for a moment."

Mizore just tightened her grip more so, "You don't understand," she blared, "it was just an accident, we never kissed or anything!" she denied, although Tsukune could see an underlining of disappointment in her voice as she said that.

Tsurara glared at him for a moment before melting her kunai away and smiling, "I guess I can let it slide this time around, you'll have time to make my grandchildren soon enough anyway." she beamed. Tsukune couldn't help but think if anything else was ever on her mind...

"Hmph, I'll let it slide this time since Mizore-chan is so adamant..." Akua huffed, "but next time I'm going to strip you up on a cross by your ankles!" she shouted. Tsukune almost had a nosebleed at the adorable pout on her face, how could this girl be a Black Devil, seriously?

And with that Tsurara and Akua left the two of them to sort themselves out, albeit with major reluctance on Akua's side.

"Sorry about that Tsukune..." said boy could almost feel the disappointment in her voice when she said that.

She kept her gaze glued to the floor, tears threatening to overflow. She had just gone in for the kill with that kiss and everything had backfired, what if he didn't want to see her anymore? What if he avoided her at every opportunity? Or even worse... what if he started to hate her...? Mizore didn't think she could deal with that, sure she may have been a little hasty with her choice of him being her Destined One but surely it had to be true, she had never felt like this about anyone else before; this unnatural warmth that should frighten her but instead filled her with a feeling of pure bliss, his proximity was golden for her, why wouldn't she go to seal it with a kiss? She wanted him but he just might not want her, and she would just have to accept that as much as it would kill her inside.

She felt that same warmth brush across her cheek, she fixed her eyes on the boys hand and saw the dampness that was her tears on it. Her heart dropped, he had seen her in such a path-

She had been pulled up into an embrace, his shoulder covering her face intentionally.

So warm...

"It's okay," she heard, "I've got you so let it out."

she started to tear up.

"I wont let anyone see, I'll be strong so that you don't have to for now."

Tears started to overflow from her eyes.

"We wouldn't be deserving of life if we did nothing to prove it, pain is a necessary part of life so let it out."

A muffled cry came from the depths of her throat.

"Come on Mizore, show me the proof of your existence. Show me that you're alive."

She began to sob uncontrollably, one after another again and again and again.

A subtle smile found its way to his face.

"You're amazing Mizore, you have such a powerful source of existence."

She reached around him and gripped- no, clung to the back of his shirt desperately.

"I'd be so very happy if you would be my friend."

She halted her sobbing with one single hiccup and looked wide-eyed into his absorbing, beautiful gaze.

"Will you be my friend Mizore?" his smile was one that could make even an angel swoon, "Will you be my side for life, will you be someone in whom I can depend and in return allow me to be someone you can always rely on?"

Mizore did something she really didn't expect she could do, she smiled. So contently it was laughable to the her of a week ago.

She stifled a laugh and Tsukune took the chance to wipe her tears.

"So what do you sa-"

He was cut off when her lips were pressed against his.

His eyes widened as it finally registered as she pulled away from him; her lips were smooth, cold yet inexplicably warm. His cheeks lit up as did hers. However, she still had a soft smile to her expression.

"I'd like to say yes but I'm not sure if that will ever be enough for me." she smiled, truly happy for the first time in ages; he was undeniably her Destined One, not a single doubt in her heart. But she also knew that this wouldn't be enough, she was going to have to try much harder than this to win him over; but for now... for now, she was with him and that's all that mattered to her.

Tsukune got himself out from under her and stood, holding a hand out for her to grab onto. Once she stood he fumbled a little sheepishly to her amusement.

"W-Well M-Mizore, as much as I ap-precia-" a cool finger found it's way to his lips.

"You don't have to say it, I'm not going to stop vying for your affections regardless of what happens," she drew her hand back and smiled, "I'm your friend Tsukune but hopefully I can be more than that someday."

Needless to say, Tsukune was surprised. He blushed at her proclamation, he wouldn't mind her going after him so long as they could stay close to each other, he had categorised her as a close friend and he treasured his friends and family more than life itself. He turned his expression to a smile, he had found himself another lifelong friend.

"Thank you Mizore."


Meanwhile, in the Snow Oracle's chambers, the Oracle was in the middle of a foretelling of the near-future. The Snow council was started to become concerned at what the Oracle could be seeing, she doesn't usually perform ordinary predictions in front of an audience so it was definitely cause for concern.

The Oracles eyes suddenly burst open and her expression was grave to say the least.

"Oracle?" a member asked worriedly.

She muttered something incoherent.

"P-Pardon?"

The Oracle looked up to face the others and her expression did nothing to ease their concerns.

"Hurry, we need to get outside and stop them!"

All members present took a step back at that, all was quiet until one finally took the initiative.

"Stop who, mistress?"

The Oracle stood a little shakily and began to walk towards the exit before falling to her knees breathing heavily.

The others rushed to her side since they knew that the predictions took a substantial amount of energy from her. However, the look on her face told tales of the true cause for her collapse.

"I-It's..." the members waited impatiently for the answer, "monster-hunters..."


Tsukune and Mizore had gone outside after dressing and had resumed their playtime from the day before. However, a distant scream halted their playing and they ran hurriedly towards the source of the scream, what they saw was definitely not something a child of their age should see.

The area was torn up, icicles protruding from the snowy plains. An obvious sign of a Snow Woman's struggle. However, what really gained everyone's attention was the group of three men in the middle of the plains; one wearing white robes and the other two wearing black leather adorned with numerous armaments, one with a fedora and the other without.

Tsukune surveyed the area and finally found the source of the scream. One of the two in black held a Snow Woman up by the throat, her body was unmoving and dangled from his grip lifelessly. Blood seeping from her many wounds dyed the usually pure white of the snow a solid crimson, a crimson that Tsukune was all too familiar with.

The robed man noticed that a crowd had started to accumulate and took this chance to speak, "Greetings hell-spawn, we are the order of Witch hunters." he paused so that his words could sink in, his reply was either shouts of anger, cries of anguish or the screams of the pitiful in his eyes. He ignored them and continued, "In the past we hunted only Witches hence our name, but since then we have learnt of Satan's apparent growth throughout Gods sacred Earth and have thus extended into a group seeking the purging of all monsters." all present were speechless out of either fear or disbelief, "Of course," his eyes narrowed dangerously and his two followers stood intimidatingly at either side of him, "this includes yourself." he raised a cross to his lips and raised it above his head, "Now return to your cursed creator, damned ones."

Mizore clutched Tsukune desperately out of instinct since she had no fighting experience but was surprised to see the look of pure defiance in his eyes. Whilst most of the audience had fled, he had stood strong and glared hatefully at the men. He already had trouble with humans since his past traumas but he knew not all of them were bad. When it came to self-righteous beasts such as these he would work to the best of his ability to make sure they wouldn't do such a thing again, if death was the only solution then so be it. This was the true reason why Tsukune had joined Fairy Tale.

"Run, you fools! It will do nothing to prevent your inevitable demise!" the priest laughed maniacally but stopped when he caught sight of the only two presences remaining besides their own. A young girl was stood a little fearfully next to a younger boy, obviously trying to summon up her strength. What really caught his eye was the boy however. He could be no older than ten but still he stood defiantly and glared hatefully at the men, it was a sad day when a young boy had more courage than any other adult in the vicinity but that didn't matter to the priest.

"Get the others, Mizore." Tsukune ordered, "No complaints, go now." she nodded in understanding and went off.

"So, I guess you want to return to your damned maker first, eh boy?" he smirked, although that quickly changed into surprise when the boy shook his arm from the girls grasp with an unheard word and started to walk towards the three men. He saw the girl flee in the distance but didn't take much notice since he had never been defied by such a young boy.

The priest was about to speak but the fedora-wearing Witch hunter spoke first, "So eager to die child?" he pulled a Flintlock styled pistol and aimed it at the boy point-blank, "Let's hope Satan accepts you lovingly."

*BANG*

"Wh-What...?" all three men stared wide-eyed at the fedora-wearing mans arm, or rather lack of. He jolted back into the groups protection, "Little bastard! I'll slaughter you!"

Tsukune was quite a sight, a little demon stood before the men undoubtedly. He held the right forearm of the man in his left hand and his right hand was stained with his blood. He turned his gaze to the bullet that had sunk harmlessly into the powdered snow then back towards the fedora-wearing man.

"You missed." he said flatly, before continuing his approach towards the men.

The other in leather took a step back out of pure fear whilst the priest stood furiously in place, "What are you boy?!" he shouted.

Tsukune smiled, sending a shiver down the mans spine, "To be honest I don't quite know." the man raised an eyebrow at this, "I was born human but I don't think I'm that anymore..." the priest took a step back in disbelief, how could this little monstrosity be human?

"Enough talk, brat!" the previously wounded man limped forward and pointed his gun at the boy again with his remaining arm, "Die!"


Snow is a canvas, poetic how it shows the blood that is shed upon it so clearly. This canvas spoke tales of how a young boy killed a grown man with his bare hands to protect the people he cared about. It wouldn't seem wrong to call him a demon, the lack of hesitation when he forced his arm through a mans source of life; his heart. But this boy knows when a person is willing to change or not and this man was definitely undeserving of his life. Judgement had been dealt here.

He was no demon in reality, he was more human than most but had more demons than any person should ever hold. They say that a person who truly proves themselves can ascend from the realm of living into an angel. The black of that white works in the same respect however, an angel that has their demons is a Fallen Angel, such is the story of Lucifer, Satan, or simply the Devil; the first ever Fallen Angel. This boy was a demon and an angel simultaneously, he had ascended from the realm of mortals and had become an angel when his abilities had been assessed. Worthy of being an Angel with his pure heart but more suiting of a Fallen Angel with his many demons was the final decision.

This is the anomaly that is Tsukune Aono, the second Fallen Angel.


"What are you...?" was the last thing the man said before falling to the ground lifelessly.

The priest stepped back along with the other Witch hunter, this young boy had forced his arm through the mans chest and destroyed his heart, but that wasn't the only thing that instilled the fear he now fell victim to. This boy, had the feathery wings of their Lords most faithful servants; the Angel. But these weren't the pure white wings of an angel, instead adopting the dark black of night. The same colour as Lucifer's wings as he fell from Heaven, this boy had the characteristics of the king of all Demons, definitely traits one should fear.

Tsukune swung his arm to the side, slinging the blood covering it to the side; spattering the snow. His hair had become Jet-black since his wings had emerged, adopting the same colour as the symbol of his nature. As he looked up at the other two men; both backing away fearfully, you could see the colour of his eyes had also changed, now taking the cold colour of Steel, although the most peculiar part was the fact that the colour seemed to move around his eye reminiscent of an overcast, cloudy sky.

The priest brought his hand up to his cross and summoned his courage, it was his duty as a servant of God to destroy such evil and there was no greater evil than an uprising Demon Lord.

"Spawn of Satan!" Tsukune narrowed his eyes at this, Tsukune was aware that his heart was dark but he was by no means evil. He simply had too much blood on his hands to be considered an angel, "You shall perish by the hand of God!" the priest broke the cross from his neck and threw his arm forward, "Now burn in purgatory, demon scum!"

A seal appeared below Tsukune's feet to his surprise, and if he remembered his lessons from the sages at Fairy Tale well enough, this was an offensive type. He barely had enough time to jump back from the seal before it ignited with a large golden flame, luckily his reactions had saved him from the brunt of the attack but that didn't mean he hadn't been wounded. The flames had scorched his left thigh and lower torso, and these burn marks were painful; even more than an ordinary burn should hurt. The flames burned around him unnaturally, a flickering gold that seemed to react to his presence. He had no doubt, these were flames of Heaven; a gift from the heavens to purge the Demons that walk the Earth.

Tsukune gathered his strength and stood back up, although he had a little difficulty since the flames continued to eat at him. At least they seemed to be dying down pretty quickly, the flames were having difficulty judging him since he was still an angel after all.

"Hm, I guess I overestimated you boy." the priest taunted, the other man had also gathered himself after seeing the boys obvious struggle and stood at the priests side, "The Church has gifted me with a portion of Gods flames for a situation such as this, the coming of a second Demon Lord calls for Gods Judgement and I'm going to be the executioner now that the verdict has been reached!"

The man at his side withdrew a crossbow from his back and aimed it at the boy, "You have no chance, demon." he said before pulling the trigger.

Tsukune ran forward as soon as the trigger was pulled only narrowly avoiding the projectile but continuing his charge towards the two, this recklessness would be his only chance after all.

The priest clicked his tongue in frustration and launched a ball of golden flames at the boy. He smiled when he saw that Tsukune had no choice but to fall back if he wanted to dodge the flames, giving the two Witch Hunters their advantage of ground back. What he failed to see was the boys smirk however.

The exorcist burst into laughter as he saw the flames explode at the boys feet, he had no chance of dodging; he hadn't even seemed like he had attempted to dodge, recklessness could only get someone so far.

"you now see the power of Gods Judgement, thou who are damned!" he cackled.

"Yes, I do," the exorcists eyes widened almost comically, he stared at the growing silhouette that walked out of the flickering, golden flames entirely unscathed, "but it doesn't seem like you do Papist." Tsukune spat.

"B-B-But, h-how did you survive that!" he stuttered, his eyes spoke of his disbelief of the situation, "You were clearly hit by that, you didn't even attempt to avoid it!" he pointed at the boy fearfully.

A smile graced Tsukune's features and the exorcist flinched at the sight of it, "Why are you so blind?" the two Witch Hunters began to quake in fear, "Your Lords flames have judged me and they don't see me as the evil creature that you do. The flames from earlier have stopped their burning and have judged me as pure of heart, I am no demon but a destroyer of evil."

The Witch Hunter lowered his crossbow at this but the exorcist was shaking with rage, "LIES!" he screamed as he took the crossbow from the others hands and went to shoot it if it wasn't for Tsukune's snapping of his arm.

The priest grasped his broken arm and fell to his knees, his eyes screaming disbelief.

"Why are you so blind?" the man looked up, straight into the boys cold, steel eyes and it was if he could see his own death in them, "Why can't you see that the Yuki-Onna and other such Yokai aren't causing problems for anybody?"

The priest considered the boys words for a moment before grasping something from behind his back, "Why can't you understand?" Tsukune raised an eyebrow, "Why can't you see that you all need to die!" he lunged forward with a blade but Tsukune had already seen the attack coming, add that in with the fact that the man was just an average human, Tsukune had more than enough time to snap the arm at the elbow and force the limp arm holding the blade into the mans own chest.

The exorcist looked down slowly, afraid of what he knew would be there. It was the death he had seen in the boys eyes only moments ago, was the last thought he had before falling to the ground lifelessly.

Tsukune sighed and stood up slowly, the last remaining Witch Hunter cowered under his gaze once his eyes fell upon him, "So what will you do?" the man crawled back out of fear and Tsukune sighed again, "What will you do?" he repeated.

The man attempted to crawl over to the discarded crossbow to use in defence but found himself unable to do so once a booted foot came down on his hand painfully, "Such a fool..." Tsukune brought his other leg down to pin the man so he could end him as efficiently as he could, and that he did as he forced his hand through the mans chest; destroying his heart, "I'm afraid you don't need this heart." he whispered into the mans ear before letting him drop to the ground.

After he had stood from his kneeling position he retracted his wings and went back into his human form as he started to walk back towards the village where he saw Akua and the Oracle waiting for him, as well as Mizore stood not far from them.

"Nice work Tsukune, I see you've got a little more efficient with your killing methods there." Akua smirked.

Tsukune just laughed a little sheepishly, "That's nice and all but I'd rather talk when I'm not covered in blood you know?"

Akua chuckled and looked towards Mizore, "Do you mind if he borrowed your shower, Mizore-chan?"

She simply shook her head and grabbed Tsukune's hand to lead him there, Tsukune was surprised to see her there. He wasn't too thrilled that a girl such as Mizore had seem him in that way and went to tell her just that if she hadn't taken the initiative.

"Don't think I'm disgusted to see you in such a way," she spoke calmly, "you saved a lot of lives and I know that those people had to die if you were to save others in the future, I don't think less of you for it so don't worry about it, okay?" she looked back with a soft smile.

Tsukune hadn't expected this but a genuine smile found it's way to his face, "Yeah." he beamed.


Meanwhile, back at the fight scene, the Snow Oracle and Akua continued to speak.

"I see what you mean about his abilities now, he really is reminiscent of someone much older than himself." the Oracle shook her head with a smile, "To think a ten year old could fight so well and have such an understanding of death and justice, it's almost ridiculous."

Akua smiled softly, "He really is incredible, but this is nothing compared to what he will be." she turned to the Oracle, "He's been chosen to be the second Fallen Angel as you saw and that speaks tales of his potential, who knows how far he'll go in the future."

The Oracle started to walk away before stopping for one last sentence, "Not even I can predict that I'm afraid." and with that she was gone.

After a while had passed, Akua let loose a smile and looked up into the sky, "Heh, even the heavens couldn't categorise him could they? The worlds purest of demons, a demon yet an angel. The mortal who has ascended his own mortality." she chuckled.

"Tsukune Aono."


Whew, finally done, so what did you think of the chapter guys? Made it a bigger one with some action since they've gradually been getting smaller lately and there hasn't been a fight for a while.

I put a lot of thought into what Tsukune would be and I liked the idea of him being a Fallen angel, he was judged as worthy of becoming an angel but had too much blood on his hands to become to become a usual angel and so he became a Fallen one.

I can basically sculpt the Fallen angel idea however I want since in my idea, most monsters are somehow derived from Lucifer who is also a Fallen angel. With this I can basically make Tsukune someone who functions like a Vampire, Incubus and many other monsters simultaneously so please send in your thoughts on what his traits should be.

Another thing, Tsukune doesn't have to have his wings out to use his full strength since he is basically a transcended mortal, the wings are something that are part of his true form but have nothing to do with his strength. Now, his forms in order of strength:

Human-Brown hair, brown eyes

Human modification technique enabled-Midnight blue hair, heterochromic eyes; left is violet and right is indigo (like story picture)

Fallen Angel form-Jet black hair, Steel eyes that move around like the description earlier (they're like looking at a grey, cloudy sky as it moves)

For those of you who caught onto the Youki who kissed him earlier, that was a character of my own creation who I may or my not include in the story when he gets to Yokai Academy, so tell me whether or not you want OC's to become part of his harem later on, you won't have to worry about them affecting the storyline too since they'll just be minor named characters who like Tsukune. Also, remember that this is a harem fic with Akua as the main heroine, it's not like Tsukune won't see the others as members of the opposite sex after all.

Anyway, remember to favourite, follow or review if you enjoyed this okay? This story is getting more and more popular and I think that that's absolutely fantastic, really gets me excited about getting the next chapter out. Anyway...

Au Revoir for now readers ^^