She Came with the Moonlight (Re-mix)

A Darkstalkers fanfic by

Xenostriker j.g.

Standard Legal Disclaimer:

Hmm... I wonder if people actually read this stuff... Well if you do...

Darkstalkers is owned and copyrighted by Capcom, Viz Communications and all other connected parties. All other characters used for reference purposes are owned and copyrighted by their respective owners and the parties connected to them. Jan Van Schläeger, his family and all other characters are mine unless stated. Pursuing any legal claims will be met with stiff resistance (i.e. groveling and begging). Sorry I'm but a lowly undergrad with entirely too much time on his hands and a lot less money to throw around. So please don't sue me.

Author's Notes:

Eto na naman ako at wala-a pa ring kadala-dala!

Translation: Here I am again and still as stubborn as ever.

Sorry for the long hiatus. Heck, if I'd known it'd be popular I'd have finished episode two sooner :) ! Ah, well that's bad judgment on my partanyway on with the fic.

Oh yeah, before I forget, this is just a 'short teaser' (well at least it is in my book) and I'll probably update this as soon as I get settled in with my new job.

Legend:

- Denotes author's thoughts.

() - Denotes character's thoughts.

( ) - Denotes character talking with self

/" "/ - Denotes translated conversation.

- Denotes psychic conversation

Last time on She Came With The Moonlight:

(It's funny though...I've only known you for a few hours yet I feel as though I have loved you all my lifeis something wrong with me?)

These were Jan's last thoughts when we left them alone in their quiet hotel room.

Meanwhile, a mysterious priest known only as Sachiel has been sent to eliminate Lilith.

Who is he and what trouble will he bring our two heroes?

Episode 2: The 'Angels' And The 'Demons'

Chapter 4

It was a clear night outside and I was out by the balcony looking at the bright full moon.

Just then I felt a presence behind me.

"Lilith Aensland…" a man said in a monotone voice.

I looked behind me and saw a handsome man with cold blue eyes.

Though he did not seem dangerous there was something about him that frightened me.

I tried to move but I found my body was frozen in place.

I looked back and found the man taking out an ornate dagger with a blade that was decorated with various Latin incantations.

He looked at me and smiled maliciously and I tried to scream out but my voice was frozen as well.

"Thou shall now return from the darkness from whence thou came!"

He took a few steps towards me and raised the dagger above my head and as he plunged the blade towards my heart I woke up with a cold sweat.

My heart was still pounding when I noticed was Jan still holding me in his strong arms.

I looked at the clock and realized that I had woken up a little after midnight.

(So it was just a dream.) I thought as I smiled back at Jan relieved.

I touched his face gently, noticing how cute he looked when he's asleep.

Somehow just looking at him calmed all the fear and anxiety in my heart.

I was glad that I didn't end up killing him when we were making love. When I realized how silly this thought sounded I laughed softly. And it wasn't my usual mischievous snickering either- it was a genuine, heartfelt chuckle.

(Only a few hours and now I think I'm in love with him.) I said to my self with a soft sigh. (But I really think I do.)

I snuggled closer to him and noticed that he had a smile on his face. (I like that smile,) I thought as I heard him moan in his sleep.

(I wonder what you're dreaming about...) I thought curiously.

And as if to answer my question I heard him moan my name and felt something hard bump my thigh.

A wicked smile spread across my lips as the logical and the hentai parts of my mind provided me with the answer.

"Guess this means he really likes me," I said, giggling.

As I lay there I felt the sudden hunger return to me and I briefly thought of joining him in his dreams but decided that he already had too much 'stimulation' for tonight.

Carefully I extracted myself from his hold without rousing him from his sleep. As I stood up I kissed his forehead lightly.

"Have a pleasant dream, gorgeous," I said with a smile then I got dressed and preceded to find something other than sexual energy to feed on.

I got out of the bedroom and checked the fridge for food.

"Let's see, '67 Cotes-du-Rhone, 1637 Rose, '43 Sherry..." I frowned for a moment. (Is this guy a wine connoisseur?) Then I noticed an open bottle of Merlot and... leftover pizza!

I winced at the thought but smiled a moment later as I opened the freezer. There on the shelf sat two gallons of Spiros Brand Super Double Dutch.

"Just what the doctor ordered!"

Meanwhile on the first floor service entrance...

The old security guard yawned as he began writing up his hourly report on his logbook.

(Nothing even remotely out of place.) He thought, already becoming a bit bored.

It was just as well since he really didn't mind that nothing out of the ordinary was happening during his watch. Except for the sudden power outage everything was as normal as it should be.

He leaned back on his chair in the security booth and closed his eyes for a moment then looked back out the service entrance corridor.

For a moment all seemed normal but then he saw a slight movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned and saw a tall man wearing a black trench coat and what seemed to be priests' clothes, but something about him seemed slightly off so the guard got his tazer gun and readied it just in case.

"Can I help you sir?" he asked the man.

The man looked at him oddly as if he was appraising him and frowned. And with just a flicker of his wrist, a move faster than the guard had anticipated, he launched a dart that hit the guard just below the collarbone.

For a moment the guard was dumbfounded. But when he tried to move he felt his body become sluggish and uncoordinated. A moment later he slumped back on his seat unconscious.

The man quickly got inside the booth and moved the guard to another room. He briefly thought of using the guard's handcuffs to immobilize him should he wake up but given the power of the drug he used it would've just been a waste of time. (Besides- we'll only be here for a few minutes,) he thought with a smug smile.

He then went back and began opening the service entrance then two vans pulled up and two and a half dozen men and women got out.

While most of them wore non-descript clothing two of the men wore black trench coats with white gold- edged crosses on their backs along with the same priests' clothes as the first man and one of the women wore a nun's habit underneath her trench coat. They were all carrying heavy bags while those with uniforms were packing some heavy weapons clearly visible by the bulges on their clothes.

"Shamshel!" The oldest looking one of the priests cried out to the one who opened the doors. "Has Sachiel arrived yet?"

Shamshel shook his head as he got out of the booth to join them. "I haven't seen him yet Father M-..."

"…NO NAMES!" the older man berated him. "For now I am Zeruel- is that understood?"

"Yes, Zeruel. I apologize."

"Anyway if he isn't here yet we must still proceed with the mission," the nun said.

"Actually, you're late," a voice behind them said.

They turned to see Sachiel emerging from the shadows.

He had changed his street clothes to one that matched the other priests' outfits, yet this only made him look a bit creepier. But unlike the others his only visible weapons were an elaborately decorated silver rapier and an equally ornate silver dagger. Both weapons bore the same incantations as the bullets that had injured Lilith earlier inscribed upon their surfaces.

"I'm glad that you could join us Sachiel," Zeruel said calmly, though underneath this he was still a bit intimidated. (If the council decided to send him after this demon-girl then this mission must really be serious!) He thought gravely.

"I have already re-routed the security cameras and set up holy talismans at all the exits of the hotels," Sachiel said impassively.

"That only leaves setting up the Circle of Divine Sealing," Shamshel said.

"Ramiel's team will take care of that," Zeruel said, pointing to the other priest who was now giving half of the men blessings and handing out chants.

"The strike team will be composed of four groups," Zeruel began to explain. "Sachiel and I will lead groups A and B; Shamshel and Judiel the nun will lead groups C and D. Groups A and B shall approach the target directly. Group C shall be positioned on the floor above them as backup and Group D will do the same on the floor below them. Remember once the Circle of Divine Sealing is complete all of the doors of this building cannot be opened unless we open them or unless the Circle of Divine Sealing is removed. Ramiel's team will be giving us the Blessing of Holy Passage so we can move freely and shall be responsible for the Circle's protection."

At that Ramiel and his team began chanting the Latin blessings upon the others while marking their wrists with the same ashes they use during observance of holy masses.

After a few minutes they finished and Ramiel's team began preparations for the forming of the Circle of Divine Sealing. By the time they would be finished the other teams should already be in place.

"Now then," Zeruel said, "if there are no more questions. Let us commence the operationto the greater glory of God we The Righteous shall purify this world!"

Back at Jan's room…

Jan slowly stirred up from his sleep.

There was definitely something going on. It was almost barely noticeable but someone was using power. Thought it did not feel malicious it still made him uneasy- in fact he wouldn't have picked it up if not for the fact that there were Jesuits after them.

He took a quick look around the bedroom and found that Lilith was gone.

(Okay, stay calm,) he thought. (Lilith's probably in the other room- I have to warn her though.)

He slowly and stealthily began to dress up. Using his full powers now would probably only alert the people who were after them. That meant he may have to do close-quarters-combat without using too much of his Masterlight powers. That also meant toning down the Key Blade's full power.

(This mission is getting complicated by the hour,) he thought with a sigh. "I just hope they didn't bring any heavy artillery..."

By the time Jan got out of the bedroom I was already scraping up the melted remains of the second gallon of ice cream. I smiled up at him but when I saw the weapon in his hand and the concerned look in his eyes I paused and dropped my spoon.

(Have they found us so soon?) I thought. "Jan...?"

He motioned for me to be quiet and moved over to me.

"The Jesuits have comeIt's no longer safe here so we gotta move fast!" he said, grabbing my arm.

We headed for the door but found it was locked.

"I'll take care of this!" I said moving to blow the doors open.

"SOUL FLASH!"

My hands sparked and sizzled but nothing happened.

"They're using sealing spells," Jan said. "Pretty clever..."

"Great, what do we do now?"

"Well, since there's no need to be subtle anymore..." he said moving into a fighting stance. "BLITZ JAEGER!"

The energy attack he unleashed not only blew the doors open it also destroyed the adjoining wall in front of it. Fortunately, most of the guests of the hotel were still out at the convention and it would be a while before they came back.

"I guess this means I won't be able to use my powers here," I said disappointed.

"How about physical attacks?"

"Hmm, let's see."

I then tried moving my wings and found that they were functioning better than I thought.

"Looks like I'm ok in that department!" I said with a smile.

"Then we'd better get out of here quickly, if I can avoid it then I'd rather not fight with these guys."

"They're that good?"

"Not really, but they can be really zealous and annoyingly persistent."

At that moment Sachiel sneezed.

"Are you ok?" Zeruel asked.

Sachiel just twitched his nose and shrugged.

"Where to now?" I asked Jan as we ran as silently and swiftly as we could through the hotel's hallways.

"Well it would be good if I can sense where they are but it looks like they're using some sort of dampening spell as well." Jan said worriedly. "At any rate we need to find the nearest exit..."

"The windows!" I cried out. "If you could blow up the windows like you did the doors then I can fly us out!"

"Damn, why didn't I think of that," he said stopping by the nearest set of windows. "Alright get ready!"

At that I quickly pressed against the wall and spread my wings in front to shield myself. Jan began to concentrate and fired a Blitz Jaeger at the windows. I saw the shot hit the windows and the room seemed to explode for an instant but to our surprise the windows not only held up- it showed no sign of even being damaged.

"Damn it!" Jan cried out. "They must've strengthened the sealing spells when they found out what I did in my room!"

"You are correct," we heard somebody say from behind us.

We turned and found a group of heavily armed men and women and two priests blocking the corridors. I saw that they were mostly armed with Glock 9mm semi-automatics though about three of them including one of the priests's had AK-47 assault rifles. The first priest was a tall man who looked to be in his mid-forties with a gray beard and glasses. When I saw the second priest I nearly jumped out of my skin.

"You!" I cried out, taking a step back- it was the priest from my nightmares!

Jan noticed my fear and stepped forward to protect me.

"Don't be a fool boy," the elder priest said. "We will kill you if you interfere..."

"I am sorry but I cannot let anything happen to her," Jan said moving into a fighting stance.

Just then, the other priest attacked Jan.

Their swords clashed so ferociously that sparks were literally flying all over the place.

Jan leapt back in order to use his weapon's segmented form but the priest closed in with his sword thrust forwards. Jan twisted a bit to his side and held his weapon close to his chest and the priest rapier glanced against its flat side- narrowly missing Jan's heart.

The priest followed up with a dagger slash that Jan avoided just in time as it was aimed at his neck. As it was the priest neatly cut Jan's school tie just a little below the knot.

"What are you waiting for!" the priest shouted out to his dazed comrades. "KILL THAT DEMON!"

At that moment I saw the others level their guns at me and started firing.

It was a good thing that Jan and the other priest were blocking the ones who were armed with assault rifles or I would be in real trouble. Fortunately, whatever spells the priests were using didn't affect the strength and speed of my physical attacks.

I easily dodged the first hail of bullets directed at me and moved to close the distance between me and the closest set of attackers. I formed my wings into giant hands and grabbed two of them by their collars and threw them against another pair who were sneaking up behind me.

Then another one pulled out a shotgun that she apparently hid under her jacket and leveled it against me.

I tried to knock it out of her grip with a backhand strike but she got a shot off that narrowly missed my head. Instead it hit another man who had pulled out a mace and was intent on pummeling me to death. He now lay on the floor minus two arms and a face. I then took out the guilt-stunned girl with a somersault kick.

(Six down, six more to go...) I thought.

I spared a quick glance at Jan and saw that he was still fighting with the creepy priest. This time however the other priest and two more of the men armed with assault rifles had moved into a better position and began aiming at Jan.

"JAN, LOOK OUT!" I cried as I dodged another flurry of bullets.

The men fired but Jan used his power to block the incoming shots while still parrying the priest's slashes.

(Now why the hell doesn't he just fry their asses if he could still use his power?) I wondered to myself.

But then I saw the annoyed look on his face and I thought (correctly as I learned later) that the Jesuits were blocking our offensive magic.

Hiding behind a pillar, I managed to get one of my downed opponent's pistols- it was the first time I've held a gun. (I hope I'm doing this right!) I said to myself as I aimed and fired back a t them.

The shots didn't hit them but they did take cover as it wheezed past them real close. Unfortunately I almost hit Jan and the priest.

"Watch where you aim Li-chan," I heard Jan say as he resumed fighting the priest. "You might hurt somebody with that."

(Did he just call me Li-chan?) "Oh, sorry honey it won't happen again!" I said smiling sweetly as I ducked back behind the pillar.

I then got an idea and quickly held the gun using my left wing then ran out rushing towards them while stretching my armed wing behind me. As the two men came out to fire at me I shot at them from my pistol-armed wing that I hid back at the pillar.

I managed to hit one in the leg while I took the next out with a quick upper cut.

I retracted my wing and threw the gun aside then focused my attention back at Jan and his opponent.

Jan fought brilliantly- parrying and dodging every attack that the priest launched but the priest was no slouch either. Though Jan had the upper hand in speed with his shorter Key Blade the priest had an edge with his sword and dagger technique. More than a few times I saw the priest get Jan in a potentially lethal position- but Jan's skill (later he told me it was more like luck) saved him.

Now Jan attacked with an arching slice aimed at the priest's mid-section and the priest with a downward slash aimed at splitting Jan's head. Their swords clashed again but it seemed that Jan used too much force on his slice that it parried the priest's blade away and unfortunately left his right side open and vulnerable to attack.

The priest aimed his dagger at an area just below Jan's ribcage and thrust upwards – a move that veterans knew as a fatal strike. But Jan's next move surprised both of us.

He used his right hand to block the strike- but whether it was intentional or not the dagger pierced his hand and was stuck there. Now this made the priest vulnerable to attack and Jan took the advantage, striking back with two well-placed head-butts.

The priest staggered back clutching his head as blood trickled down to his eye from a cut just below his right eyebrow. Jan quickly pulled out the dagger and winced in pain as the priest recovered and began attacking him again.

This time however, Jan had the upper hand.

Given the priest's current condition Jan could easily attack him from his blind side and when the priest struck out he crouched down to the priest's right side- the edge just barely missing Jan's neck- though it nicked him a bit. Jan then brought up his right arm hooking it around the priest's and grabbing him by the back of his collar- he then moved behind him and pressed his weapon against the base of his neck.

"Alright stop!" Jan cried out. "Nobody move or the priest gets to talk with St. Peter person-to- person!"

We momentarily stopped stunned by Jan's declaration.

Given the size of the priest and Jan's position I knew they had no clear shot at him. Though I highly doubt that Jan would carry out his threat the other Jesuits didn't want to take any chances.

As they begun to lower their weapons we heard an elevator open and I saw another group of people rush behind Jan and this time they were armed with submachine guns.

The priest turned his head towards Jan, grinning madly as he looked at him directly in the eye.

"I'd run now if I were you," he said in a bone chilling tone.

Chapter 5

Meanwhile back on the first floor...

Maintaining the Circle of Divine Sealing was a very tedious and exacting task even for priests. Though normally the Circle needed the presence of at least a dozen priests - a group of three priests can perform the ritual provided that they stay within the circle with their minds and souls focused and chanting in sync. Though the circle protected all their allies from most forms of magic it didn't mean that they were invulnerable to attack.

On the contrary- any disturbance of the priests' chanting would mean the collapse of the circle and perhaps even grave harm to the priests performing the ritual. That was why Ramiel had ordered the remainder of their men to guard them as they chanted.

One of those guards was now doing a routine sweep when he heard a noise coming from the alley where they went in. He gave a signal to another guard to cover him as he investigated the source of the disturbance.

As he walked towards the spot where the noise came form he noticed pieces of broken glass littering the ground. He looked and found someone who seemed to be in the process of committing grand theft auto.

He frowned and readied his gun- an MP5 Silenced Version- and took aim at the car thief then whispered a prayer and fired a short burst at the man.

Only the bullets never hit the man.

Instead they stopped in mid-flight and only floated there.

The car thief slowly got out of the car and stared at him. He then held out his hand and the gun suddenly crumpled in the Jesuit's grip as if it were made of tinfoil.

The guard dropped the now useless weapon and went for his sidearm but the 'car thief' moved faster- inhumanly faster and they were now only inches away from each other's face.

The man then noticed that the 'car thief' wasn't a man but a very beautiful young girl. What he didn't notice that the young girl was floating several inches from the ground.

The girl smiled at him sweetly as she put a hand on his shoulder and he fell down unconscious.

The other Jesuit covering him then began firing his sub-machinegun at the girl who just smiled as the bullets failed to hit their mark. She then stretched a bit and cracked her knuckles with glee as she said in a singsong voice: "Party time!"

Back to Lilith and Jan...

"Well this looks bad," I said to Jan as we huddled behind a concrete pillar.

The Jesuits had us pinned down with constant gunfire and it looked like they were only going to stop until either we were dead or if they ran out of ammo.

Another close burst told me that the chances of the latter happening first were still very far away.

"Damn it! I've never seen or heard so much firepower since the Battle of Britain!"

"It could be worse," Jan, said as he bandaged his wounded hand with his handkerchief. "I mean- they could've brought an RPG or something."

Just then we heard someone shout "FIRE IN THE HOLE!"

Jan then lunged at me and drew me down on the ground with him on top of me as an explosion rocked our position and momentarily dulled our senses.

My ears were ringing and my eyes had a hard time focusing.

I looked at Jan and I noticed that his mouth was moving but no voice was coming out- actually I couldn't hear anything coming out. I felt as if I was underwater and the only noises I could hear were dulled groans but after a few seconds my eyes began to clear and the ringing in my ears began to decrease and Jan's dull groans slowly began to make sense.

"Li...re... y...u... alright?" Jan said. "Lilith! Li-chan are you ok!"

"Yeah," I said hoarsely. "Damn, what was that?"

"An RPG," Jan said wincing. "I guess I spoke too soon.…"

"Felt like a truck just hit me," I said feeling my body ache all over. "How about you?"

"Nothing much, in terms of serious wounds," he said pulling me back up, "but I'd say I'm gonna be pretty sore come morning."

"I'm sorry I got you into this," I said apologetically.

At that he threw me an incredulous look.

"You seem to forget that this is my mission, so technically I got myself into this."

"Look Jan- all they want is me- and they did say you didn't have to..."

Jan pressed his finger on my lips silencing me as he moved to get a gun from the closest body strewn on the floor.

"Don't even think about it ok?" He said as he got back. "Besides I'm not really sure they'll keep their end of that bargain."

"Well they ARE priests," I commented.

"They're priests- not saints- and priests are only human..." Jan countered.

"Good point..."

Jan only shrugged as he began firing back at the priests. "Now don't you worry that pretty little head of yours mein liebling /my darling in German/ I've got a plan- since I can still use some of my powers I'm guessing they're only sealing our offensive magic, right?"

"Y-Yeah..." I said wondering where he was going with this.

"Have you tired to use teleportation magic or illusion magic?"

(Of course!) I thought. Even if it they did use sealing magic I might still be able to use teleport spells if only in short distances- only.…

"That doesn't mean I can teleport us out of here though," I stated.

"That's ok," Jan said with a wink, "just follow my lead."

I watched as the air suddenly cackled and sparked around him and he began to glow with blue power. The glow softened as he checked his gun then he moved.

A sudden gust of wind hit me as the place where Jan stood became void of mass. Then the shots came and I took a quick peek at what was happening.

I saw Jan moving faster than a normal human being could see- pausing every now and then as he dodged every shot that the Jesuits fired at him with ease. And as he did so he began firing back at them with disabling shots aimed mostly at their limbs.

Seeing where he wanted to go with this I began to use my powers as well- teleporting near the Jesuits with a well-placed blow at the back of their heads and using illusion spells to draw fire every time Jan stopped to throw some heat off of him.

That was until that priest began to move.

At first his movement was ordinary but then- just as Jan's power covered him with a soft blue glow- his body was covered with a dark violet light. The air rushed behind the void the priest left and I saw him move just as quickly as Jan was moving now.

He approached Jan from behind and I saw him arc that rapier towards Jan's unguarded side.

Only a well-timed illusion saved him as I cast an image in front of the priest ruining his aim and momentum.

(Shit!) I thought. (Is this priest a hunter-knight as well!)

The older priest however took advantage of my momentary distraction to pull out a super compact flamethrower and began firing at my general direction.

"BURN IN HELL, DEMON!" The priest said with a grin that would've made a crazed pyromaniac proud.

Luckily I was able to teleport away from him though he did get lucky and hit a wingtip. It didn't do wonders for my temper though.

"YOU FREAKIN' OLD FART- YOU BURNED MY BEAUTIFUL WING!"

The old priest just grunted and began torching the place as the Jesuits fired a spread barrage making me go on the defensive.

(Aw, bloody freakin' hell!) I thought, finally losing it. "THAT'S IT- THIS TIME THE GLOVES ARE OFF!"

Concentrating hard I began to focus my power to call upon one of my most devastating attacks(Seal or no seal- NOBODY MESSES WITH MY BEAUTIFUL BODY AND GETS AWAY WITH IT!)

I slowly rose from the floor as I felt cool energy taking hold of my form. My dress began to morph into numerous bats that flew all around me acting as a sort of defensive barrier that repelled the Jesuit bullets and protected me from the fire of the flamethrower. More bats formed around me and I smiled for a moment as I saw the look of panic in the eyes of my opponents.

Satisfied with their terrified looks, I finally unleashed my bats upon them and my 'pets' began to attack them ferociously.

The elder Jesuit however, remained unfazed as he fired with both of his weapons while those who were fortunate enough to survive rallied behind him.

They were closing in on me and I began to go on the defensive again- recalling most of the bats I've scattered to protect me. Then the elder priest side stepped and I saw one of the Jesuits aim an RPG at me.

"Aw, give me a break!" I cried.

The Jesuit fired and the rocket screamed towards me and I closed my eyes and braced myself

When a few moments passed and nothing happened I reluctantly opened one eye and saw the rocket still spurting flames but surprisingly it stopped a foot away from me.

"Looks like you owe me one, ne? Nee-chan?" I heard someone say from underneath me.

I looked down and saw a young red-haired girl with an arm outstretched and holding the rocket in place with very strong telekinesis.

She then flung the rocket towards the windows, and to my surprise it blew a huge hole in them.

"If you're wondering how that happened," the young girl said to no one in particular, "It's 'cause I took care of the Professed and his Coadjutors... It wasn't easy though since they were not very... accommodating."

True enough, I now felt able to use my full power and as I grinned back menacingly and was contemplating on ways to beat the crap out the Jesuit jerks when Jan spoke to me telepathically.

/Li-chan! I heard Jan speak thru my mind, Hurry- take Maia and go/

/Maia? You mean this girl/

/No time to explainjust run/

Sachiel wasn't very happy.

He had been fighting the 'betrayer' for more than half an hour and he was nowhere near defeating him.

(This boy is good.) He thought as he avoided another swipe from the young man.

From the corner of his eye he saw his target grab the girl who had defeated Ramiel. She ran towards the hole in the wall that led outside as the girl in arms began protesting.

He tired to move towards them but was blocked by the boy who was using some sort of bladed whip against him.

He looked back at Jan as the blade-whip reformed back to the weapon he was originally using.

(Interesting weapon.)

"I'm not gonna let you harm one hair on MY Lilith's head!" the boy cried at him.

"What is your name, boy?" Sachiel asked him in his normal impassive voice.

"My name is Jan Martini- Van Schläeger- and don't look down on me just coz I look like a kid!"

"Don't worry- I'm not," Sachiel muttered under his breath.

Concentrating, he raised his hand towards Jan and uttered: "VAPOR FLASH!"

After saying those words the area immediately in front of Jan exploded with a plasma discharge that sent him crashing through a locked room.

In the room Jan quickly stood and shook his head.

(Should've expected that...) Jan thought. "Damn, that stung."

He quickly got up and projected his shield then he felt around for his friends and any civilians left in the floor.

Feeling none in the vicinity he began to gather huge amounts of power around him.

(Jan!) I thought as I landed on a building just beside the hotel.

I let go of the wildly thrashing young girl I cradled in my arms as I looked back up from where we flew.

"What the heck did you do that for, huh!" The girl- Maia cried. "I could've handled those jerks!"

Annoyed, I glared at her and gave her a whack on the head.

"OW! THT HURT YOU OLD HAG!"

"CAN'T YOU FEEL ANYTHING, YOU IDIOT!" I snapped at her.

She shut up as we both felt the enormous build up of power coming from above us.

"Oh damn, I hope Jan's not thinking of using that!" Maia said.

"Wh-what do you mean?" I looked back at her. "What is Jan going to do!"

"Trust me nee-chan," Maia said crouching down. "Cover your ears and duck..."

Sachiel felt the energy build up and he turned to warn the others but by then it was too late.

The entire floor suddenly lit up with bright light and a second later as an explosion rocked the hotel.

To Be Continued…