Welcome to my new little story here. I have no idea how many chapters this is going to be, but I'm shooting for at least three. It depends on if people like it or not. I know this isn't what actually happened in the manga, but I can do what I want because I'm the writer! 3 Please enjoy.

Chapter 1

The Awakening

On a dark and cloudy day in a far off land stood a castle. By all means this was not a very... pleasing castle. This was the castle of the Demon Lord, surrounded on all sides by the dank and misty Sea of The Dead were the souls of all those lost mourned eternally in deadly silence. I accent the word deadly.

Shydeman looked out of one of the tall misshapen windows of the castle and grinned. Not at all a funny or kind sort of a smile, a putrid and evil look of sheer bliss. But bliss for a Demon Officer more than often meant pain and disaster for everyone and everything else.

Everything was going according to plan. The Lord's head had been recovered and his body lay ready for the revival ceremony. The dim stone lined hall in which it all was set was covered in silks of black and blood red, and chains of silver and gold. If the Lord was to come back, he was to come back with all the splendor that he deserved around him. Though he wouldn't get even a 20th of this set up from a Dragon or mortal, he was a God among the demons. No one stood up to the Demon Lord if they had a bit of wit within them. No one.

Many demons had gathered to watch their Lord and Master's awakening. The room was filled with demon of all shapes , sizes and (quit unluckily for those around them) smells. The great oaken doors opened at the end of the hall, which had a long,thin,black silk carpet leading to Shydeman and a stone alter on which The Lord's body lay.

Soon, Fedelta, the demon whom had retrieved the head walked into the room carrying and elegantly carved golden box. The box was covered with gold and priceless jewels. What can I say? The Lord loved his priceless little trinkets. Fedelta walked over to Shydeman and went down on folded knee, holding the box up to Shydeman. Shydeman opened the box which has lined with red satin ,like a coffin, and retrieved the head of Lord Nadil.

The other demons in the vastly over-decorated hall stared up at their Lord's severed head in something close to a frightened adoration and their eyes followed Shydeman's every step as he turned around to the alter which supported the Lord's body.

Shydeman slowly began to connect the severed head to the neck. After the connection the Lord Nadil would awaken, and everything would be on schedule again. They could get right back to their plans for the Dragon Lord and his cronies.

Before Shydeman made the connection of the Lord's to the Lord's neck there was a small disturbance behind him. A man shouted as he was jostled out of the way by a white light that had come from the window overlooking the Sea of The Dead. The same window Shydeman had been looking out of only moments before.

The light bounced up to the alter and before Shydeman could pull his arms away, the white light , Lord Nadil's head and his body all connected at once in a blinding flash.

The Lord eyes opened and Shydeman's hands quickly retreated from his neck. The Demon Lord Nadil had awakened and there were joyous shouts and applause from the followers behind Shydeman, but they didn't see what he saw. They didn't see the Lord's large sparkling eyes and wide grin.

'Something is wrong here.' Shydeman thought as he watched his commander in chief pick his nose as he rocked back and forth happily. 'Something is definitely wrong...'

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