A/N: I'd like to give a shout out to thesightstillhauntsme for slightly figuring out what Oruko said.

"It's nights like that wish I still had my wings. What a time those flights have been." Was the proper translation. But good job nonetheless.

Here's chapter 6.


Chapter 6: Fanboys and Thieves


It's been a single day since Varen's meeting with the Headmaster. Along with his arrival.

Varen lay deep in thought upon his bed. His mind scrambling and searching for possible answers and theories on what the Headmaster's assistant had once said to him in the office.

"Pruzah wah lost hi yar, Dovakiin..."

"It's good to have you here, Dragonborn…" Varen quietly whispered to himself. He sat up in his bed and started rubbing his temples. That one phrase has had him on edge for a while. "Serana has survived for this long, what's not to say something else from my world has as well?" Varen questioned himself. Logically, it makes sense. Paarthurnax has survived for at least thousands of years. What's not to say an elder dragon can live for another thousand? Varen's hand snapped up at that thought but then slowly went back down. Oruko cannot possibly be Paarthurnax. Can he?

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on his door. He got up and put on the uniform the Headmaster had given him. He walked over and opened it to see the familiar young boy greeting him.

"Hey Varen, the girls were over yesterday and they were having a small get together and it kinda get messy. So I thought maybe you could help me and we could talk for a bit. I want to make sure you're settling in nice and well." Tsukune added with a friendly smile. Varen was taken aback by this boy's generosity and kindness. Only a day in and he was already treating him like a member of his own group. Varen couldn't help but smile back.

"Sure. I guess I do need to explore the grounds a bit." Varen replied. The two went back to Tsukune's room, gathered what garbage he had, and walked out back with Varen asking more questions about the Yokai and the modern world.

"I still can't believe that messengers have been replaced with mere devices. I can only assume the anger they had once they learned." Varen said imagining a massive mob of angry men. Tsukune nodded his head.

"We still have people like that only we call them mailmen." Tsukune pointed out while Varen could only nod in reply. But in their conversation, they didn't notice the group of three boys that blocked their path. Tears humorously rolling down their faces.

"Stop right there!" The boy in the middle shouted out angrily. Varen and Tsukune stopped in their tracks and only looked with mild confusion. "You!" The boy pointed at Tsukune who only tilted his head.

"Yea?"

"You're Tsukune Aono, right!?" The boy questioned angrily.

"Yea, and you're…?" Tsukune asked a bit confused.

"It's because we're fed up with you!" The chubbier looking boy on the right shouted back.

"What? Why?" Tsukune asked a bit defensively.

"It's because you're our number one enemy!" The skinnier and taller looking one with the glasses shouted from the left.

"Hold on a sec, your enemy?!"

"You don't know who we are? Then allow us to explain." The leader in the middle, from what it looked like, said a bit evilly. "Formation! SET!" All three of them shouted loudly as they ripped off their jackets. They then stood in front of them wearing pinkish jackets with Japanese lettering on them.

"Umm...Tsukune. I think they're trying to look intimidating." Varen whispered.

The leader shot his hands out to his sides. "START!" He yelled before going into a routine.

"Gimmie an M, gimmie an O, gimmie a K, gimmie an A, what's that spell? MOKA!"

Varen's eye slowly began to twitch.

The chubbier one began to dance as well. "I gotta cheer for the girl of my dreams too, pal! Kuru, Kuru, she's my love, touch her and you'll get a shove! Yea!"

Varen's eye really began to twitch. His lips starting to curl into a snarl.

The one with the glasses began to shove his arms in the air. "Y-U-K-A-R-I! Yukari! YAAAY!"

Varen's hands began to involuntarily twitch as red orbs covered in flames appeared in his palms. He quickly put them out.

"I don't understand, why are you guys cheering for the girls that way? Oh wait, don't tell me…" Tsukune slowly lost hope as he knew what the answer to his question was going to be…

"Oh we will! I'm the president of the Moka Akashiya fan club, Kozo Kaza-" The leader began until he was suddenly cut off by a loud scream from Varen.

"ENOUGH! THERE'S ONLY SO MUCH IGNORANCE AND STUPIDITY! I COULD TAKE!" Varen screamed at the top of his lungs, shocking the group and Tsukune. "I don't care who you pieces of troll dung are but you can kinda go find a poster board of whoever you have a club for and shove them straight up your asses!" Varen screamed as he pointed to the three of them.

The three boys went from shocked to angry at Varen's suggestion. They all held up yellow cones.

"Not before you taste our wraith!" Kozo yelled.

"YEA!" His two subordinates yelled along with him. Kozo charged, swinging the cone downwards towards Varen's head, an angered expression on his face.

His wrist was suddenly caught by Varen's left hand, his expression, needless to say, was beyond pissed. He swung his right hand into a hard right hook, cracking Kozo in the jaw and sending him flying back into his other two groupies. They all looked up at him in anger only to see him walking away. He took Tsukune's trash can and threw it to the dumpster.

"C'mon Tsukune, they're not worth our time." Varen angrily whispered under his breath. Tsukune, speechless at his actions, only nodded. They began to walk away until Kozo called out to them.

"This isn't over! You just declared war with the Cute Girl Fanclub Coalition!" Kozo yelled with a fist held in the air as he and his men brought themselves back up.

"Oh, you want a cute girl, huh?" Varen said back to them, a devilish smile crossing his face. His right hand shifted into a purplish looking orb which he flexed in his palm. He shot it behind him and a large purple and black portal appeared between them. It dissapeared but not before leaving a feminine looking figure cloaked in nothing but molten rock and flames. The fanboys were shaking in fear at this new monster that had suddenly appeared, too scared to run at the moment.

"I'll do you one better and give you a hot girl. Enjoy yourselves but be careful, she likes it to burn." The flame atronach looked to Varen who only slightly looked behind him. "Eliminate them." The flame atronach raised her hand and shot a fireball. The boys jumped out of the way, narrowly missing the flaming ball as it collided with the floor. Tsukune's eyes widened and he put his hand on Varen's shoulder.

"Varen! I know they just tried to hurt us but please, they don't deserve to burn to death!" Tsukune pleaded. Varen looked at Tsukune and then back to the flame atronach. The flame atronach halted her next fireball and looked back at him.

"Don't kill them. But...give them a run. They all look like they could use the exercise. Especially the chubby one." Varen turned his head back and started walking away, Tsukune looked back at them and then did the same. The flame atronach nodded and started shooting fire at their feet. The boys screamed and began to run down the sidewalk, yelling and jumping in pain as Kozo could only scream at him.

"This isn't over! We'll get you for thi- OW that burns!" Kozo yelped in pain as the flame atronach continued to give chase.

And yet, one figure sat in the trees. He watched with a growing anger and fascination as he saw the Dragonborn and the human walk away.

"Well, well, Varen. Looks that I'll be able to finally do my job right." Mercer smirked before jumping from the tree and blending into the shadows.


A/N: Slight filler for now but I will be back with chapter 8 which will include what happens when Mercer takes advantage of the desperate and the angry.

Please review your thoughts and I'm happy to say, the story has passed the 5,400 view mark. Thank you all so much for your support!

And yes, as much as I have read the manga and watched the anime, I hated these guys so much.