Authors Note: Ok...So its been WEEEEEELl over a year since I did this last. Lets see, today is Augest, so...wow, a little to long to have let this be hanging like this. At anyrate, I would like to dedicate this chapter to Jay911, who wrote so many great Gold Digger stories, but because of negligence by FF staff, pulled down all his stories. I understand bro, and respect your choice. I hope you find a way to display your stories outside of your website. Next chapter will be dedicated to Winged Night, who is my biggest supporter for getting back to this story.

Donnie and Jenny was walking the corridors of the castle, but not quite alone. It had been a week since her rescue now, and things were finally starting to settle down. It had taken everything in Jenny's will to not let her father destroy Sora or punish Felix. In the end though, three guards were assigned to follow her around, no matter what. Felix recognized the three as the first ones he met when he was brought to the Makai. They cornered another Corridor until they stopped at a door. Jenny put her hand on the knob, about to go in, but she stopped and looked up at Felix.
"Its nothing against you or anything...Its just...I want to talk to my mother alone if I could." Felix smiled at her and nodded, understanding what she wanted. He turned around to look at the three vampires that was behind them and walked over to them to begin making conversation. Jenny, grateful that he understood and didn't get upset, opened the door and closing it behind her as she entered in. She walked over to the bed where Morrigan was laying. The wounds, while bandaged, was still open, as fresh as the moment it was made on her body. Luckily, it was nod so bad that she would lose blood. Morrigan had been in this state ever since her battle. She could barely move, her senses dulled, but she was a prideful woman and refused to have attendants watch over her like she was a child. Jenny could tell that her mother had not long ago got up to discard her old bandages and dress them herself. Morrigan herself was naked, her sheets hiding her body. Jenny simply stood there for a moment. Morrigan, sensing that someone was over her, opened her eyes and smiled at her daughter. "Hello my little 'Cubling" She said, pushing her body up, using her elbows for leverage, the sheets sliding to her waist. "Come to check on your old mother"
Jenny smiled, slowly sitting on the edge of the bed and slides in to hug her mother, careful not to touch the wounds. She nodded. "Ay. It was either that or having another come to check on you" She pulled away, frowning. "Mother...This is my fault, I am"
Morrigan had placed a finger on her daughters lips, shushing her. "Nonsense. It was not your fault, and if you apologize again, I will get better just so I may discipline you." That made Jenny drop her gaze down. Morrigan put a finger under her chin and raises her daughters eyes back to hers. "It was not your fault. It is age. A better warrior should have known not to take ones attention away from an enemy, and I did" She smiled lightly. "And besides, you really did a number on that fool. Your feelings of guilt should be that of pride instead"
Jenny cuddled next to her mother like a child would do when they had a bad dream. "Aunt Lilith is coming. She has heard of your injuries and wishes to see you"
This made Morrigan cock a brow. "Really? Hm. It has been a long time. I guess she has finally forgiven me for speaking out against her wedding to Donovan"
Jenny shuddered, remembering the carnage that was beheld that awful day. "I remember you cutting the third man as he left. But still. Don't you think it was wrong of you to be so angry at her decision? Donovan is no weak man"
Morrigan only has to smile at her daughters wisdom. "Yes. His ancestor does come straight from the bloodline from Anita. Now, that was a wedding. Anita's adopted father, his name was named Donovan as well, didn't particularly like the fact that the man she was going to marry was a half-Demon, so he decided to fight the man. What a fight, but in the end, the Half-Demon defeated Donovan. Speaking of weddings and such"
"Mom!" Jenny said, pulling away from her mother, knowing where this was going to take them. "That...is not funny"
Morrigan simply smiled and stroked Jenny's hair with the back of her hand. "Listen, you go around, pretending that it's not true...you will hurt the boy. I know you have learned to care for him, and I am only looking after the well being of you"
Jenny just stayed where she was for a moment before she again, looked down. "He's different, you know? He's not like all the other Demons and Devils who wants me for the power they could gain, nor does he really care about power at all"
Morrigan shifted her body so that she was once again laying down. "That is because he carries with him an inner power that not even he realizes its there. His will"
Jenny let that sink in for a moment. She smiled and nodded. "Yes. That is true" She says. "You know, the whole time I have known him, he has never tried to kiss me, touch me in any way, nor has he even suggested anything. He just seems...Natural"
Morrigan nods. "Although he has matured and grown since I picked him off of the alley in the Human World, he is still a very shy person" She gave a very crooked grin. "Your just going to have to break that habit if your going to be with him"
Jenny was about to argue with what her mother just said before she was hit by the full impact of what the words actually meant. "Your...giving me permission? But, Im"
"Only slightly younger then I when I took your fathers hand. Jenny, you love him. Yes, he will have to get over the fact that being a Succubus, you will have to feed off of the energies of other beings the way we do. But I believe he too has the same feelings. Now. Go. Your mother needs her rest again"
Jenny smiled, hugging her mother, before giving her a kiss on her forhead like Morrigan would do to her. "Mother, I love you" She got up from the bed. She walked to the door and looked back, seeing that Morrigan had already pulled the sheets over her body and closed her eyes. She went through the door and closed it behind her. She started walking to her room, Felix soon following behind her.
"Is she doing better?" Asked Felix.
"No. Her condition is the same, but luckily, not worse neither"
"Im sorry to hear that"
"Don't be, or else Mother would hop out of her bed to strangle you" She smiled at her joke, knowing Felix had no clue what that was supposed to mean. She spoke on. "Felix...Do you like me?" This made Felix stop dead in his tracks.
"I...uh, well, yeah. You've been a good friend to me since I first arrived. Well, not the very very first time, but I forgive you about that"
Jenny shook her head and put her arms around Felix, who began to tense up, not sure as to what he should do. "Felix. You're a great person.
"Jenny I..." He was suddenly stopped as a pair of lips came up to his, tongue entering his mouth. At first, he tried to resist, but his feeling too came through, and soon he was joining her in the kiss. They broke away, remembering the guards. They walked back to Jenny's room. The smiled at eachother as Jenny walked into her room. Felix was about to leave before he was suddenly pulled inside by Jenny. The door shut, the door locked. One of the guards gave the others a smile.
"Lucky Bastard"

Many miles away, in another cave, nowhere near the level that they were in, Diamond and her surviving party were licking there wounds. Diamond in particular was the most displeased out of the whole mess. She did not count on a traitor amongst them. She was off in a dark corner, squatting low, contemplating what to do next. Just then, an unfortunate Tabby Cat decided to make an appearance, attempting to chase a small mouse for its next meal. As the cat stalked across Diamond, she suddenly shot her hand out, gripping the cat around its body before she suddenly thrust the surprised cat towards her mouth. She ripped a chunk out of the cats neck before pulling it away to watch its useless struggle to stay alive. The cat died horribly. Diamond simply tossed the dead animal aside. She felt Anya's dark stare, but knew that she would do nothing to the vampire woman. Diamond was still stronger then any of them. She suddenly got up to her feet.
"I must commune with our Master. This will take some time. Possibly a few days. Bishamon. While I am gone, you are in charge, understand? Do what you think is right. Try to find Angelus if you can"
Bishamon, who was standing on the far side of the cave, nodded before crossing his arms. "Very Well" He says, his voice filled with desire for things he could do in her absence. He looks over at Lord Raptor and frowns though. "You. Make yourself useful. Find however many zombie you may find and search the area for Angelus's body. I have no doubt that he may be dead"
Raptor, who was far far into a corner, got to his feet and walked out of the entrance to the cave. All without a word. Anyone, even his enemies, knew that that was a rarity. He always had something to say about everything, but ever since he was stripped of his Guitar, his one love that he could remember, he has had nothing to say. Nothing to the others that is. He did have questions, foremost on his mind was why. Why had his best friend rejected him at that moment? And to that Cat-Boy. In any case, he did not understand any of it, he was a walking shell it would seem, but to Bishamon, who had heard his blabbering and talking for years now, was glad it had all stopped. When he looked over at Diamond, she was gone already, heading to the darkest part of the cave he knew. He was alone with the rest. He smiled again.
"Why did you put the Zombie in charge of looking for Angelus. My cats would find a body long before his Zombies could turn around" A voice said to his side. He looked down and say Anya.
"Because, at the moment, he is not himself. He will be useless in a fight. Your cats are also more cunning then any Zombie. Better for battle, which is what we will be dealing with. My opponent knew that I simply overpowered him and killed himself, but the rest of you have no excuses. You were either beaten, or simply killed"
"What do you propose we do then?" Drake said as he walks from another side of the dark cave, walking unafraid over to the Demonic Armor.
Bishamon didn't like Drake the least bit, but he did respect his power as being on the same level as even his. "There is a small village of Devils to the North of us"
Drake nodded, knowing where this was going to take them. "I see. There levels"
"High. There is even a Balor that is being kept there at the moment" Bishamon replied. He smiled wide, taking out his sword, letting the sound of it unsheathing echo through the caves. "It has been long since I have fought me a Balor. I look forward to testing his strength"
Drake simply gave a nod. Personally, he needed a slaughter right this moment, although his head would really not be in it at the moment. No, instead, his head was still in the fight that he had with the Maximov Daughter. He couldn't quite say he was beaten. Infact, he refused it many many times. "Sounds ok. I heard of another village some ways, a days travel that a powerful Mummy resides. No, it is not the Ancient Anakaris. He lives in the Human World still"
Bishamon nods back. "I see. The sport will be aplenty then."

Bradshaw was in his room. Had been for a very long time since the incident at the Caves. He looked at the mirror at himself, sitting at the edge of his bed. He then started rubbing his eyes, slouching forward as he does. When he was done, he looks up back into the mirror. His long black hair was now blond. He suddenly jumps backwards, taken by surprise. He regains his composer and looks back into the mirror, expecting to see the golden locks around his head, but it was back to black again. He let out a sigh.
"Brother, you will not beat me. I am superior to you in every way" He says, seemingly to know one, but in his head, was another matter.
No Brother, it is you who will submit. You have always been weaker then I as far as shear willpower and intelligence goes.
"No!" Bradshaw bellows. He shakes his head repeatedly. Looking back at the Mirror, he saw Angelus Yes. You don't have a choice in the matter. What I want, what you want. It will soon be one. You know it. You know that you will not win.
Bradshaw suddenly leaped to his feet, kicking the mirror with his powerful legs. "No. I will not be controlled by you. I will not put this family at risk." He suddenly moves to the door, swinging it wide open. He closed the door behind him and started walking down the corridor, meaning to exit the castle before he could bring any harm to its owners. A sound caught his attention though. He suddenly spun to the left, where he looked upon a door. He heard the sound again and recognized it. It was the sound of a woman giggling. In the air was the unmistakable scent of sex. He recognized who was behind the door, which drove him insane inside. He grabbed his head, falling to his knees. He fought it. He fought it off for as long as he could, but he knew he had lost to inner battle when his hands suddenly fell to the floor, useless for the moment. Slowly, very slowly, a smell crept onto Bradshaw's face, the look of murder in his eyes. He raised himself to his feet and made his way to the door. He didn't even knock. He simply flew wide the door, startling everyone in the room, Sora most prominently. "Get Out!" He demanded to the half a dozen slaves that swarmed the Spider Queen, most of them used to any hardship of sex he noticed. Instantly, the two was alone. Bradshaw pulled the door closed and locked it behind him before turning to Sora. He advanced to her. She smiled, unaware of her danger.
"Well, I see that you want a piece of me. Hmm. I have never had pleasures with a Dragon before. You will be fun." She said, bending her legs under her, her belly touching the ground. She bent lower as Bradshaw was finally in arms length.
"After what you have done back in the caves, I found it...vital...that I reward you for what you have done." He said, wrapping his arms around the upperbody of Sora, before giving her a kiss, his body suddenly on her. Sora closed her eyes, taking in the beautiful kiss. She never saw as Bradshaw had grabbed a rag from his pockets. Before she knew what was going on, Bradshaw shoved it deep into her mouth to muffle all sounds. She tried to pull away, but the Dragon-Man simply had to pull her down, keeping her close to him. Even her legs were nothing to him. He suddenly yanked back on her hair and gazed into his hateful eyes. For the first time ever, she knew what it was like. She knew what it was like to be her prey. She did not like it. Her death came hours later, a gruesome, bloody, and very very painful.

You have failed me Diamond. Yes...Yes indeed, you are still vital to this operation. Yes, I see. I will give you one last chance then. Fortunately for you though, that I had gathered much power during your battle, and thus, I am finally able to aid you. No, I myself cannot intervene, but I am able to create for you an Avatar. A herald as you will, to announce my coming. First though, I must have from you someone of great strength, and he must be human. Hehe, he will do very nicely then. Yes, go now, you have much to make up for. That is right...hehe...heheeehhaahhaaaaaaahAAHHHHAHAAAAHAAAAAHHH.

Authors Note: I save my files on my Notepad at a TXT document. I can't seem to use Tab on it though. Heeeeeelp