This is my very first fanfic so please be gentle with your reviews.

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It was a quiet day at Vyers Castle, something uncommon in the Netherworld. All the guards were gone, lights were out and at the top of the castle, the Hall of Caresses, a lone demon with raven blue hair, crimson red eyes and wings.

"Laharl, today we will see if you are really worthy of the title of Overlord..."the sassy demon explained as he sat in his throne. "This is the day I've been waiting for!"

"Prince, Mid-Boss is acting all serious!"

"Your right, this is strange..."the young Overlord replied, "so...what do you want Dark Adonis?"

"I will test you..."

"Test me? For what?!" Laharl shouted impatiently as he always did.

"A few days from now, Baal, the Overlord of an alternate Netherworld will attempt another attack on our Netherworld."

"Baal!?" said Laharl and Etna looking both surprised and frightened.

"Who is Baal?" asked the "young" angel.

"He's the feared Lord of Terror, an Overlord said to be the most powerful of all demons," replied Etna in a nervous kind of way. "He's the real reason of King Krichevskoy's death."

"As I was saying, a few days from now, Baal will come. And you Laharl will have to stop him. And now I will test you, be prepared!"

As these words were spoken, a battle commenced and after an hour of combat, the two demons stopped.

"Ahh, you really are powerful, but your strength alone will not prevail." Mid-Boss explained as he tried to catch his breath. "You will need allies."

"Allies?" asked the young Overlord. "I already have my vassals. I don't need anymore allies."

"Prince, this is Baal were talking about! We need all the help we can get." said Etna as she treated Laharl's wounds.

"Etna's right," Flonne agreed. "If this Baal is as strong as you say he is, we'll need everyone to help."

"Then it's decided, we will accompany you."

"You're gonna WHAT?!" shouted Laharl looking quite shocked.

"Wait, you said we, what's that supposed to mean?" asked Flonne curiously

"We means moi, the Dark Adonis and my lovely assistant." replied the sassy demon with his usual French accent.

"Lovely assistant?" Flonne asked again with a curious look in her face.

"Oh Fianna!" Vyers called.

And in an instant, a beautiful woman, with short blonde hair and deep blue eyes, appeared beside Vyers.

"Hello, my name is Fianna." She said with her soft and gentle voice.

With this voice, Laharl was reminded of someone, someone dear to him, someone he had lost.

"Mother?" he mumbled. "No, it can't be..."

"Excuse me, Ms. Fianna?" Flonne asked "but are you a human?"

"Why, yes I am" she replied, "I'm a witch who came here to study."

Those words struck Laharl.

"Could she really be? This can't be a coincident, it just can't!" he thought to himself.

"Well then, shall we get going?" Vyers asked, "We need to prepare for the upcoming battle you know."

"Ugh, I shouldn't be thinking about this. Very well, let's go."

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That's about it...please review!