Adaru looked down at Kaien's facial expression, and smirked. The boy was worked up, and easier to manage. Kaien sprung up from his position, and head butted his father in the jaw, smirking when he heard it click out of joint. Then he brought the bottom of the gun into Adaru's solar plexus, knocking him to the ground.
The elder got to his feet and pulled the pocket fold from his suit to wipe the blood from his chin and mouth.
"Not bad for a vampire whose hair doesn't turn," he commented.
"Who said my hair doesn't turn?" Kaien questioned, raising an eyebrow, his eyes turning red, pupils slitting. "I only mastered the long-forgotten art of partial transformation."
"Really? Because the last time we met, you had barely been able make your eyes red. I believe that you're bluffing."
All at once, the jet-black locks that had been in place before on Kaien's head were metallic silver. He was taller in height, broader at the shoulders. He was a fully transformed S-Class Super Vampire, and a pissed one at that.
Meanwhile, Tsukune, Moka, , and Ryo all sensed the pressure changes at once. The air felt denser, there was no wind, and the yoki was thicker than molasses. It was stifling.
"Is this how you guys feel when my rosary is removed?" Moka asked.
"No, this is way worse. It's darker and thicker," Tsukune replied, looking toward the school, were Kaien's yoki was coming from in thick, dark waves.
"This is Kaien's. I guess he found your dad, or your dad found him. Goodness, this is worse than I remember!" Ryo commented, holding her head.
"By the way, I never figured out what your monster-type is, Ryo-san," Tsukune realized with terrible timing.
"I guess that I could be called a psychic. I feel other's feelings, and read thoughts, sense auras, all of that," Ryo replied. Another wave sent her to her knees.
"Now I understand why Onii-chan never turned when we were little. This is absolutely terrifying!" Moka muttered, clinging to Tsukune's arm.
The twins, Riku, and Gin almost crashed into each other in the courtyard a matter of yards from the Vampire Battle Royal.
"We have to do something!" Gin announced, puffing out his chest.
"What exactly do you propose?" Itsuki asked. Gin's shoulders slumped.
"I don't know. We could…uh…"he paused. Hikaru sighed, and looked over at his and Itsuki's childhood best friend, their brother-in-arms, as he aimed a high kick at the older, now transformed vampire. Adaru caught it and flung his son through a vacated staircase. Kaien didn't move, even when his father kicked him in the ribcage, with a resounding crack.
That awoke something inside Hikaru. He tore off toward Adaru, transforming into a glorious, golden-feathered Griffon in the process. His wings beat silently as he bowled over the unaware vampire that stood over Kaien, whose hair had faded to black, and whose yoki had disappeared. Itsuki had soon followed, another golden Griffon thrown in the mix. Gin and Riku exchanged glances. They threw themselves to their hands and feet, which thudded awkwardly into soft paws scritching through the soft earth, as a large, black wolf, and a larger gray wolf lunged into the battle.
Tsukune's mind went suddenly black. It was an all too familar feeling of emptiness that he'd felt before, however, this time, he was not alone. Before him stood a mirror image of himself, only with lighter, dust blond hair and empty, blood red eyes.
"Who are you?" Tsukune asked the mirror image with a fear-shaken voice. The mirror image of Tsukune didn't move at first, nor did it speak. Finally, it looked off to the side.
"I like this feeling. I wish it was mine. Let me in control to make it so," the mirror image stated simply, in a smooth, icy voice deeper than Tsukune's own.
"Where's Moka-san? And Ryo-san?" Tsukune whimpered, taking a look around.
"Give me power! I want control!" the mirror shouted.
"Ah, I get it. You're my inner Ghoul. Sorry, but no," Tsukune replied, making a conclusion, his voice, firmer.
The Ghoul lunged at him, and suddenly, his world was in a blur of color again. As everything came into focus, he saw Moka almost nose-to-nose with him. His eyes shot open, and he sucked in a quick breath. Ryo stood over him laughing.
"What? What did I do?" he asked.
"Oh, nothin-g, that was j-ust a very Kaien-like res-ponse," she managed to say, slurring a few syllables with laughter.
"Oh," came Tsukune's reply. He would have said more, but the air got thicker, again stifling, possibly heavier than before.
"Oh, yeah, you missed the twins and the cousins getting into the battle shortly after Kaien went...blank," Ryo said, looking in the direction of the battle. She had small tears in her eyes. Tsukune looked away, and Mrs. Akashiya placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I know what you're thinking. You're almost exactly like my son. Don't do it, Tsukune-kun," she warned.
He didn't listen, and in a sudden movement, he was out of reach, running at full speed toward the battle.
How was that? Sorry for the longer wait; those plot-bunnies are one rare breed. Review. It baits them.