"Curse of the Blood Moon" helped me with this chapter, seriously.

I originally thought about what would happen if I had made this fanfic back during season one or two, rather than the later parts of season three. But after that episode, I'm glad I took so long to make it.

Also, 70 follows, and 67 favs. I'm very happy so many people are enjoying the story :)

Okay, this'll be the last chapter I post for a while, because I need to get my plot straightforwarded, or clearer in a sense. I do have an idea on where we could go from here, but I want to try focus on what's most important and what isn't.

And of course, you can tell me whether I should focus on the princess Janna plot for now, or switch to someone else like Jackie.

But first, let's answer a review:

1) Nobody245: i know, and I'm sorry. I'll try to minimize or remove the filler from now on.

And now, to the chapter!


At the Lucitor Castle's dinner room, Janna and Hekapoo sat on opposites sides of the table, while Tom and Wrathmelior sat on the side.

The former sported a stern glare towards the latter, who rested her cheek on her palm as she returned the glare with a confident smile.

"Okay, so I believe an explanation of what's the meaning of this is necessary," Tom took a deep breath. "Hekapoo over here, is the original demon, and practically the maker of the Lucitor Kingdom."

"Greetings to meet you at last, sweetie," Hekapoo remarked with a sly smile. "I'm still surprised Tom had to resort to a blood adoption in order to make a heir, but I'm happy nonetheless."

"Blood adoption?" Janna asked, raising an eyebrow at Tom. "What's she talking about?"

Wrathmelior began speaking, but stopped once Janna clearly told her:

"Queen Grandma, I'm happy you want to tell me about it, but I have no idea what you're saying."

The queen nodded in response, and Tom promptly explained:

"Since drinking my blood turned you into a relative of mine, and there's no knowledge about your biological parents, we had the right to adopt you into the family, by underworld standards anyway."

Tom folded his arms. "And yes, this was something that I hrought up to Mrs. Diaz while talking to her."

Janna rubbed her forehead. "I still can't believe she accepted to hand me over to you so easily: And that she didn't even tell me about it beforehand!"

"Well, you can't blame her for not asking your opinion: Considering everything that has transpired up to this point, she probably didn't find the time to tell you about it," Hekapoo shrugged and shook her head. "Either that, or she wanted to get rid of you as fast as possible."

Janna lowered her head and folded her arms, asking:

"Can I ask you something?"

Tom frowned. "Mrs. Diaz wouldn't get rid of you, kid-"

"No, that's not it," Janna sighed. "Although, I do wish to talk to you about it sometime later."

The girl looked down at her seat, which was a small demon whose back she was sitting on. "Why are we using Lesser Demons as seats?"

The princess turned to Wrathmelior, who was sitting on a giant, skeletal seat. "While Grandma gets to use a chair?"

Wrathmelior, apparently happy at being called "Grandma," clapped her hands and giggled as her cheeks glew bright pink.

"Wait, she likes it when I call her that?" Janna raised an eyebrow. "Back on Earth, if I called any woman Grandma, they'd snap at me at best!"

"You're her granddaughter now in a sense, so it's only logical that she'll be happy that you see her as a grandmother," Tom answered. "As for why she's using a chair: There's no Lesser Demon big enough to accomodate for her size, and even Greater Demons are still too small, so we had to carve a chair out of the skeletons of both Greater and Lesser Demons for her."

"Isn't that a bit uncomfortable, though?" Janna questioned.

Wrathmelior spoke once again, but this time Janna had a clear idea of what she was trying to say. Although, the fact it was a deadpan "you get used to it" didn't calm her much.

"As for why we're using Lesser Demons as seats, this is their punishment for their transgressions against the kingdom," Hekapoo added, crossing her legs before putting some more weight on her seat. "But don't worry, it's not like they mind it. In fact, I think they like it."

Janna glowered. "You do realize that if they like this, then they're going to try and get this punishment again when they eventually get out, right?"

"No, because it's very clear in here that those with repeated offenses get killed," Hekapoo took a deep breath. "But, we've just talked about enough nonsense for now, how about we focus on the important stuff?"

Janna raised an eyebrow and everybody turned to the fiery redhead as she explained:

"If you want to be a good princess, you have to be able to play the role of the dominant. After all, you're one of the rulers of the kingdom now: Being submissive towards your subjects will only lead to trouble."

Hekapoo cracked her knuckles. "Which is why we need to split your soul in half!"

Janna narrowed her eyes. "Yeah, no, go to hell."

"We're already in a hell, sweetheart," Hekapoo answered.

"Then go to Super Hell for all I care!" Janna snapped as she stood up and walked away. "I'm not trusting you with my own volition, much less my soul, after everything that happened in Mewni!"

"J-Janna, wait!" Tom exclaimed as he stood up.

The boy then teleported to the door in a ball of fire, stopping the girl on her tracks as he said, "What Hekapoo is trying to say, is that there's a method that can allow your demon and human sides to coexist, without technically making you into a paradox!"

Janna put a hand on her hips.

"I'm all ears, what's this method?"

Next thing Janna knew, she was walking with everybody towards the deeper levels of the castle, all while Tom explained this method he mentioned:

"There's a magical object in the underworld, known as the Severing Stone. It's a magical fragment from the body of the Great Magical Being of Separation, which is capable of splitting everything: Relationships, living beings, inanimate objects, even the soul itself."

"I don't understand why we had to wait until we were walking to it before you could explain it to me, but oh well, you do you," Janna shrugged and folded her arms. "However, even if that thing can sever anything, how can it fix the whole "dominant and submissive" problem?"

"Well, when it comes to souls, not only can the Severing Stone sever it into multiple pieces, but it can repair said soul in order to make one half more dominant than the other," Hekapoo explained. "The dominant half will get the control of the body and memories of the person, while the submissive half gives the person some powers, assuming they have powers anyway, and acts as a second personality if the person is knocked out but not killed."

"So that's what you used on Marco, huh?"

The demonic family stopped on their tracks and turned around to see Janna, suddenly sporting glasses, which she adjusted as she explained:

"Marco told us he had done a demoncism in order to deal with his monster-side problems, but it's well documented that a demoncism only works on those with demon blood, which Marco lacks. So, you took him to the severing stone, and once the soul was split in half, you made the monster side submissive and the human side dominant, so that even when Marco uses his monster powers, his monster personality won't come through unless he willingly calls for it!"

Janna grabbed the edge of the glasses, took them off, and swayed her hair before she asked, with a sly look:

"Am I wrong?"

Tom and Hekapoo blinked once in shock, while Wrathmelior applauded Janna's statement.

"Your detective skills are adorable, sweetie," Hekapoo remarked, earning a glare from the demon princess. "However, while it'll certainly help once people start trying to kill you, that's just one trait of several you need in order to be a good monarch."

Janna rolled her eyes and threw the glasses away, only to realize what she was doing and turn around, where she luckily saw a demon grab the glasses before they fell.

"Thanks for lending me your glasses, nameless Demon!" Janna said.

"Princess Lucitor used my glasses!" the demon cheered up. "I'm going to merge my eyes with them so I never take them off again!"

Janna winced at the suggestion, but quickly shrugged it off and continued talking with everyone until they reached the room with the Fabled Severing Stone.

The stone itself was held on a pillar, shaped like a blue crescent moon.

"So, this is the Severing Stone, right?" Janna pondered as she walked towards it.

"I am indeed the Severing Stone, Princess Janna," the stone spoke.

"No freaking way, did the stone just speak to me?" Janna pointed at the artifact and turned to Tom. "Why did it talk to me?"

"We believe a piece of the sentience of the Great Magical Being resides in the crystal," Tom explained. "Now go on, touch the crystal and go through the severing process."

With that said, Janna walked towards the stone, but before she did anything else, she asked:

"Severing Stone, is there a limit to how many times a soul can be severed before its destroyed?"

"What the hell is she asking?!" though the Lucitors in unison.

"Well, initially, the soul can be severed for as many species' DNA that the person has: A hybrid between two species can have their soul severed once, while those with DNA of more than two can have it severed multiple times, that is unless they wish for the soul pieces to be severed immediately."

"I see, that's good to know," Janna folded her arms. "Alright then, cut my soul in three pieces."

"Three pieces?!" Tom thought.

"A demon piece, a human piece, and one that's a mix of both," Janna continued. "As for the status of the soul pieces, I want the human one to be dominant, the demon one to be submissive, and the mixed soul to be a switch, got it?"

"I understand wanting a piece to be dominant, but why her human piece instead of the demon piece?!" Hekapoo thought to herself, only to come to a horrifying conclusion. "Wait... she's not trying to turn into that, is she?!"

"Would you like any of the pieces to exist separately from you?"

Janna smiled. "The switch piece."

"Very well. The severing will commence as soon as you touch my figure."

The girl folded her arms and looked at the crystal with an angered look, causing them to reply:

"Look, I'm not the one who made up the rules, I just follow them, now please touch me so we can get this over with."

Janna rolled her eyes and uttered "Pervert" as she grabbed the crystal, beginning the severing with her screaming out loud as her eyes, and eventually her whole body, in a red light, with the light increasing in intensity until it forced the Lucitors to cover their eyes.

As for Janna, the girl was engulfed in flames which slowly calmed down as they split into three Jannas, with two of the Jannas merging back into each other while the other morphed into a spherical figure.

Soon after, the light fully died down and the Lucitors opened their eyes to see Janna's new look.

Janna looked exactly the same as she did back when she was a human, she even had her old trusty beanie with her. However, there was one particular detail about her that wasn't quite how it was back then.

Her pupils were a solid Red, instead of Brown.

Once she moved around and stretched a bit, the girl smiled as she snapped her fingers, causing one of her fingertips to summon a little fireball that dissipated after a few seconds.

Then, she jumped high, and fire emerged from the bottom of her feet, letting her hover on the air as she giggled, then flew around as she had a laughing fit of pure joy, all while the demonic family were left speechless.

"I can't believe it," Tom uttered. "A human with demon powers?"

"No, that's not just a human with demon powers," Hekapoo stated, sternly narrowing her eyes. "It's the combined existence of a human and a demon, sharing the same body: A Weredemon!"

"Oh right!" the weredemon said as she landed on the ground. "I should try accessing my other form!"

Janna closed her eyes and clenched her fists, and moments later, the girl changed her physical look.

Now she had pale red skin that almost looked Pink, sharp claws for fingernails, red highlights on her black hair, and five eyes: The main ones had red sclera and yellow eyes, the ones acting as eyebrows were pure yellow, and the one in her forehead had yellow sclera and slit-pupils.

Finally, she had red club-shaped cheekmarks.

Oh and she was more... Shapely in a sense.

"Ohoho yes!" Janna chirped, before she turned back to her human form. "I could get used to this."

And while Tom and Wrathmelior smiled, Hekapoo gritted her teeth and stomped to Janna, hissing:

"You have to redo the whole severing all over again, Alcatraz! They're never going to accept a Weredemon as their ruler!"

"Then I'll tell them to deal with it!" Janna responded. "You said it yourself: In this world, it's to dominate, or be dominated! And as the "Daughter" of Tom over there, I'm pretty sure I hold enough power to reduce anybody dumb enough to try and dethrone me, into a quivering sub!"

Hekapoo gritted her teeth and muttered some angry nonsense as Tom took a step forward and asked:

"What are you planning to do with the switch soul?"

This caught everyone's attention as the soul went to Janna's side.

"Give me a moment."

The girl touched the soul, and it morphed from a white orb into a red one and back.

"Yes, it works!" Janna chirped. "The soul can switch between a human and a demon soul!"

"And what use could you have for that?!" Hekapoo growled.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Janna smugly replied as she walked past Hekapoo and went to Tom's side. "I already got the " hurting my own friends" and "meddling with dark powers" bits down, might as well add "Withdrawing important information" to the list."

Janna, realizing what she said, looked at Tom with a nervous smile before, a couple seconds, she was with the king and queen in another room, with Hekapoo nowhere to be seen, explaining what she meant:

"Back when we were little, Marco and I were part of a group of friends: Him, me, Jackie, Brittney, and two other boys, Alfonzo and Ferguson," Janna explained, lowering her head as she added, "But the last two weren't as close with Jackie or Brittney as they were with me."

"How so?" Tom asked.

"Brittney felt too shy, so she didn't like it when they gave her attention, and Jackie had her eyes set on Marco, so whenever they flirted with her, she got quite annoyed," Janna chuckled at the memories. "They could only get close to Marco, who didn't mind them flirting with him on ocassion, and me, who helped them play some pranks every once in a while."

"Heh, Mrs. Diaz mentioned something about you and those boys being the problem children of the bunch," Tom asked, laughing a little as Janna looked away, trying to contain her laughter. "How true is that?"

"It's true, but honestly, I was much worse than them," Janna laughed a little. "Meddling with spellbooks, summoning demonic creatures, staying awake way past my bed time, you say it, I did it. Ferguson and Alfonzo were mostly just my lackeys."

Janna frowned. "And thanks to me, and one of my stupid ideas, I got them in deep trouble."

Wrtahmelior frowned and spoke, with Tom promptly translating:

"What do you mean?"

The girl took a deep breath, and thusly explained:

"During one of our many misadventures, we came across a library in Echo Creek. Now, the thing is that, Mrs. and Mrs. Diaz had donated some books to it for monsters seeking spellbooks or something, but we didn't know that."

Janna folded her arms.

"So, we blindly checked the books and came across one with a Spades symbol on the front."

"A Spades symbol?" Tom repeated. "Isn't that the symbol of the Queen of Spades, Eclipsa?"

"Again, we were dumb little kids back then," Janna stated. "Anyway, we meddled with it, I said one of its spells out loud and..."

The girl paused, causing the Lucitors to frown.

"Thanks to me, they were trapped inside a book, and although I knew how to undo the spell..." Janna took a deep breath. "For some reason, it never worked. And I got quite an earful from Mrs. Diaz when she found out."

"Maybe you just didn't want to let them go?"

Janna lowered her eyelids and her eyes began to quiver as she thought about it. So, seeing the girl in this state, Tom wrapped his arm around her and said:

"I'm sure you'll find a way to free them someday, and we'll help you to find it if necessary."

Janna smiled and grabbed Tom's hand. "Thanks for that, Tom, I really needed that."

"Hey, I'm your father now, so I'd appreciate it if you called me dad or father," the demon king replied. "Now, with your submission problem hopefully dealt with, next thing in the agenda is to train your powers."

"Got it, Dad," Janna said with a sly smile. "Give me some minutes to regain my composure, and I'll be there."

The demon king nodded, and he and the queen left Janna to relax, with the girl taking a deep breath before she snapped her fingers again, creating a tiny fireball from her fingertips once more.

"I can't wait to show this to the rest of the group," Janna said with visible glee.

"Be sure to show it to Jackie first."

The princess turned around and saw a blue cloaked figure approaching her, causing her to generate a fireball and prepare to throw it.

"It's okay, Janna Loveberry," the cloaked figure spoke. "I'm not here to cause you trouble."

Janna's fire dissipated. "Loveberry? My surname's Ordonia, or Ordonia-Lucitor if we want to be very specific."

"The Lucitor is genuine, but the Ordonia, not so much," the figure remarked. "However, that's not what I'm here to talk to you about."

"Okay, before we talk about whatever you it is you want," the girl folded her arms. 'Who are you?"

"I'm a friend of Jackie Lynn-Thomas," the cloaked figure answered.

Janna lowered her hand and raised an eyebrow as the figure took off the cloak, revealing himself to be Oskar, who said:

"And she needs to use the Severing Stone."