I loved writing this chapter so much ^.^ I don't know why. Probably cause I've been reading The Mortal Instruments Series... I LOVE THAT SERIES! Hope you like it. Read on...

"Yo, yo, yo! Blood in the house!"

Tony rushed in, a blaze of fire the only result of his shadow rift. He stopped in front of the small group, looking up curiously at the temple ruins off to the side. Legend had it that Queen Abadeer herself had sunk the large temple a thousand years ago, making it a symbol of her power. The greatly feared, widely known Lake of Lavara sat sizzling and hissing on their other side.

He offed a cup of dark red liquid to the pairs of hands that reached out for one. Nightmare of course grabbed one and downed it in one swallow. She slipped a forked tongue out and licked the remaining blood from her lips.

"That hits the spot! I'm telling you; those vampires got it good. They live off this stuff. Hey, isn't Marshall Lee A vampire?"

Nephiria, a few feet away, finished up her own mug of blood. "Naw dip Sherlock Holmes. He's just called the Vampire King cause it makes him sound more mucho." She rolled her eyes. Nightmare snarled in her direction, showing the other demon her sharp incisors.

Nephiria smiled an evil smile, letting everyone see her shark like teeth. Her eyes glowed a demonic black, her white pupils disappearing. "Bring it on, sunshine."

Tony, who was smiling, waiting for a fight, was suddenly hit on the shoulder. He whirled around to find Demetrius looking down on him. "Stop you sister now, before we get in more trouble." Tony sighed.

"Ok chicks, quite fighting, game over." He shifted his blood red eyes between the two females judging whether they would stop or rip each other's throats out anyways. Nightmare was the first to break the deadly stare.

"You're not worth it," she finally mumbled. Nephiria sounded a low hiss, but didn't attack. She reverted back to her original state, the white orbs appearing in her pure black eyes again.

Pithona, who had remained quiet for once, shook her head, "Hot heads," she said under her breath. Nephiria ignored the greater demon, but Nightmare's head whipped around. "Look who's talkin', princess. You were the one who was front and center to drag Marshall back down here with us. You got no room for talking."

Pithona's face turned red, like the little devil she was. She looked beautiful on the outside. They all did. But on the inside, she was just as black as them all. Before she could retort back, Demetrius caught her shoulder. "Drop it," he said forcefully.

"My hero," Nightmare said mockingly. She rolled her eyes, turning her back on them. "Hey, Tony. We need more blood. Everyone's out, what gives?" Tony shrugged his shoulders, "That was all there was, sorry sis."

"All there was? Usually we get more than that." Nephiria raised a slender eyebrow. Tony held up his hands, surrendering, "I didn't drink it all, I swear. A lot of the blood was transferred to the castle, for who knows what, and now our rations are cut short."

Nightmare let out a groan, "Again? Dang, I thought Queen Abadeer would at least let us have all the blood for ourselves. She doesn't even like it."

Demetrius looked at all the disappointed demons, a small frown on his face. "You guys didn't hear? We don't have a Queen anymore." They all stared at him, all except Tony and Nightmare.

"Coup, coup, coup!" they kept chanting, "We can totally take her place, over through the government, kill some-"

"Her place has already been taken," Demetrius said, smirking when he saw the twins faces fall, "We now have a new King."

Pithona looked at him, not hiding her shock, "King? You mean…"

"No way!"

"Aw, heck yeah!"

"Marshall Lee the Vampire King, is now the King of the Nightosphere?!"

Demetrius nodded.

The Twins high fived, while Pithona looked like she was about to blow. Nephiria just looked at Demetrius with surprise written all over her face. "Wait, didn't you guys go with the Queen just a few days ago to capture him and force him to be King?" Nightmare, who had finished her epic high five, turned to Nephiria.

"Yeah, but it didn't go so well for us. He keeps himself pretty fit for battle, although I have no idea how. All he does is sit in that little house of his and play songs on his family axe." She shrugged, "Maybe he goes on more adventures with that blonde chick than we thought. Oh what was her name? Can't remember, but he seems to have a thing for her."

Pithona looked like she could spit, "He doesn't spent that much time with that little weakling. She's not his type anyways." Tony chuckled, "What, you mean like you?"

Pithona was on him before anyone could stop her, her teeth bared in a screaming snarl.

She pushed him to the ground, already transformed into her demon form. In the place of the petite girl, there was a revolting monster. Its teeth looked like toothpicks, long, slender, and very sharp. Like a Parana's.

She still had two arms, but she had developed eight other spindly legs, each one ending in a knife sharp edge. The rest of her body was red mixed with black, and still in a slight humanoid figure.

She threw a hand across his face, letting her sharp claws rip through his cheek. All the while Tony laughed. "Really, you think you can beat me? You've got nothing on me chick." Fast as lightning, he threw her off, his own clawed hand punching deep into her chest.

She stopped, a dark shriek emanating out of her mouth. Black liquid started to bubble up in her mouth, and her shredded shirt was slick with the ooze. Tony twisted his hand, a sickening crack sounding out.

He pulled back forcefully, Pithona's heart coming out in his hand. Under all the black, it still glowed a bright red, like an ember. He crushed it easily, a wild and dangerous grin on his face. "Bye bye."

Pithona cried out as she began to implode on herself. The black and red color, her hands, legs, everything started to slip back in through her mouth, slipping and making a slurping sound.

She fell to her knees, arching her back as if to throw up. She was back to her human form, but her shirt was still torn from her transformation and it was covered in black demon blood.

She coughed a few times, a terrible sound, but one that they were all used to. After a while of everyone's eyes on her back, she sat up. The hole in her chest, where her old heart used to be, was now filling up with red blood.

It turned to a solid, forming a new glowing heart, and then the rest of her formed back as if nothing had happened. "That was a cheap move Tony," Pithona said, shooting daggers at him towering above her.

Nightmare walked over, leaning on her brother, "And one that I thoroughly enjoyed. I've been wanting to do that for years. I'm just sad it wasn't me who did it." She laughed cruelly. Demetrius and Nephiria watched the Twins of Death torture their comrade.

"When Marshall finds out you Foreslayed his ex, he's going to have you killed," Demetrius narrowed his eyes at Tony, "for real." Tony smiled, "Not likely. She did attack first. I was just acting in self-defense. Besides," he looked down at Pithona, "I don't really think he cares all that much for her. I know I wouldn't."

Even though he had just Foreslayed her, she still surged up, her demon magic's already at their full power. "If you say one more word about him, or about me, I will be the one ripping your heart out." She was staring him straight in the eyes.

It was an empty threat, everyone knew, and Tony could have cut her down a couple more notches. But he only smiled, "Whatever you say Pit." She growled at his pet name for her, but didn't pursue the jab.

She turned, and without a word, disappeared in a show of fire and black smoke. Demetrius soon followed, casting a disappointed glance at Tony and Nightmare. Nephiria was the only one to stay behind with the twins.

"You guys shouldn't mess with Pithona like that. You know what the break up did to her." She looked at Nightmare and Tony with a frown. They both stuck out their forked tongues and snickered, "Would it make a difference? She gets ticked when his name is even hinted at," Nightmare shrugged, "she needs to chill."

Nephiria shook her head, "We live in hell. I don't think that's an option." Nightmare smirked. Tony raised an eyebrow, "So, why do you think all the blood was recalled?" Nephiria shrugged, "Marshall's a vampire isn't he? Probably needs it to live."

Nightmare looked up in thought, "Last time I checked he swore only to drink the color red. Too bad, doesn't know what he's missing." Tony looked over at his sister, about to say something, when a loud horn sounded from across the lake of lava.

"Well speak of the devil. Looks like it's time to greet our King," he said instead. They all disappeared in the shadow rifts they had conjured, traveling to the castle of their new ruler and long ago friend.

I like this chapter. This along with my other long chapter is like the best two chapters in this whole thing. Neat :) Please tell me what you thought of this chapter. Oh, and why do you think all the blood was recalled? That's right, it plays a part in this story. Pleaze Review (And tell me what you think of my OC's).

Cheyenne iz out, PEACE!