Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. But you know what? If I did, I'd make it so all four seasons were on DVD. Unedited. And special bloopers revealing lots of shounen and shoujo-ai. w00t! But alas... I do not own it, and it is indeed not on DVD. In America. CURSE YOU BANDAI!


In a human's childhood, their parents teach them the ways of life. They set the stones for the path their child will follow. They are the first ones to decide what is 'correct' and what is 'incorrect' in that child's life. A mother will scold her child, saying spitting on others is inappropriate behavior. Another mother would lavish the child with praise for retaliating to another child so well. These actions and examples set by the adults will teach the child what they should and should not do, thus shaping their personality. Despite how 'well' a child is brought up, one broiling desire is generally impossible for normal humans to resist: the desire for vengeance.

It could be a thought floating through a human's head, a consideration they soon brush off. It could remain dormant in their thoughts for years, or instead, it could be a dominant thought inside their head. It's not just humans that find themselves having issues with resisting this; the supernatural has their own history of one kind seeking vengeance on the other. Vampires on witches, werewolves on vampires, witches on humans: a never-ending cycle. All because someone performed an intolerable cruelty, and the one who suffered because of it must then make the someone suffer for it. Yin and yang, equal balance, equal rights… 'You hurt me, I kill you.'


"It seems Ruki has finally gotten her chance to do what she came here for," Yamaki sighed, adjusting his glasses.

"And that is…?" Takuya asked, letting the sentence hang so Yamaki could finish it. The blonde man gave a grave grin.

"The biggest motivator known to man: vengeance," he, Yamaki, replied. The redhead stood in the arena, her eyes narrowed in the direction of Kaishi. The demon seemed to not notice, and walked over in the direction of where Kouichi and the gang sat. His younger half-sister, Kyuusei, tilted her head and leaned forward curiously to find out why her brother was walking over. Reaching into his pocket, he placed the gun he had put in it before the round in her hands.

"What's this for, Onii-san?" Kyuusei asked, head still tilted curiously at him. He patted her, giving a small but fond smile.

"For being a good girl. You see her?" Kaishi questioned his sibling, pointing at the glaring Ruki.

"Hai?" The young demoness tilted her head.

"I'm going to fight her. No matter what happens on that arena, I don't want you to get upset over it. Okay?" It appeared to be a small request, but Kaishi was fully aware of just what he was truly asking her.

"Okay! I promise I won't!" Kyuusei smiled, and hugged the pistol.

"Tell him I said sorry as well," Kaishi added, and headed towards the arena.

"No problem Onii-san!" The young girl called, waving him off. The others stared at her. "What?"

"Him… who?" Yamato asked.

"It's a secret." Kyuusei winked at them.

"Sponsor Yamaki has sent in Ruki, and it appears Sponsor Kisei is sending in Kaishi," Cursed announced, and nodded once the silver-haired demon had stepped onto the arena. It was then Kisei noticed and he cursed beneath his breath. There went that round. "All right, do not make this a repeat of the last match! You attack after I'm out of the way, got it? Good! Ready?" When receiving nods affirming that they were, the fox spirit rushed away in a blue streak upon noticing the magic gathering in Ruki's hands. "Have fun!" And the blast was released. A huge flame engulfed the arena, the barrier blocking the flames from going outside. The only one that could be seen through the fiery blaze was Ruki, her hands still in the position they were initially to strike.

She began a soft chant, working on her next spell; one eye open in the only direction Kaishi could be to prevent any sneak attacks. The smoke cleared as the barrier absorbed it in order for the onlookers to be able to see. Two leathery wings encased a form where Kaishi had been. A snap of bone was heard, similar to one cracking their knuckles, as one large wing lifted itself up before the other moved back as well. Kaishi tossed his trench coat aside, his wings going into a resting position as he watched Ruki.

"You should have remembered that much," came a monotonous sigh from the demon. Growling, both her eyes opened before she narrowed them again. Ending the chant, she released another attack. This time it was an ice-type attack, large icebergs emerging from beneath the ground, aiming directly for Kaishi.

With a sigh, he beat his large wings, raising him from the ground, and flew up to the top of the barrier where he was out of the iceberg's range. Watching the bergs form and disintegrate, he waited for her attack to finalize itself and end. She growled, throwing her arms upward and adding in another chant to send them higher. He sighed again, raised his arm, and when he brought it down, lightning screamed through the sky. Sliding through the barrier easily, it entered the icebergs, and they glowed an unusual turquoise color. A huge explosion resulted, sending shards of ice everywhere. Ruki immediately raised a barrier, and Kaishi wrapped his wings around him for protection. Falling from above, he spread out the wings to catch wind and avoid becoming pizza on the arena. Setting his dragon-like feet on the cement, he returned his gaze to Ruki.

Becoming agitated at how her attacks were not hitting their target, she intermingled multitudes of chants and sent magical attack after magical attack at her opponent. Kaishi glided through them as he dodged, using his wings for protection, sighing all the while, as she didn't seem to be doing what she needed to. Anger clouding one's thoughts would make it impossible for anything to be achieved, especially when the opponent was calm. As this frivolous fight went on, the sideliners looked to Yamaki to explain the missing parts of this.

"What does she want vengeance for?" Izumi asked Yamaki, sitting on Junpei's lap with his arms wrapped around her comfortingly. The blonde man watched, the flashes of lightning and fire reflecting off of his sunglasses.

"That's her personal business you're asking me about," Yamaki warned her.

"It might be her personal business, but… we're still curious," Takuya mumbled, watching the battle as well.


A long time ago, back on Earth with the days short and the nights long, a winter had reached its peak. The trees were bare, the snow blanketed the ground, and the roof creaked when larger clumps of the small iced substance fell from tree branches higher up. A small child, about five years old, was outside building a snowman. She was laughing, her cheeks tinted with red from the chilly air. Happy to be at home with her parents, and on break from her studies, her pale, lavender eyes looked at her work. It was a lopsided snowman, but with some of her father's clothes it would be much improved! Perhaps her mother's broom as well, to help it stand tall and straight. Just like her Grandpa. Giggling, she ran towards the house as her hood fell from its place on her head, revealing straight red hair swaying in the wind.

Young Ruki went inside, saying ' hello' to her mother as the woman greeted her. Rushing to the table, she made herself a warm cup of cocoa and blew on it. Taking a quick sip, she sighed as the warmth flowed through her. Her mother asked her if she was having fun. Yes yes, of course! It was the first snow she and her mother worked on together to create, and look at how lovely it was! Finishing the cocoa, she rushed into her parents' room. Grabbing a tie that belonged to her father, and the spare broom of her mother's, she hurried on back outside. Biting her bottom lip, she furrowed her brow as she concentrated on fixing the snowman. She couldn't wait to surprise Grandpa! He was visiting, and he didn't do so very often, for he was a very busy man. He said that one day, they'd spend more time together, after a very important 'thing' was fixed. After the horrors inflicted upon the witches finally ended.

Using the broom, she smiled proudly at her work. The snowman now had a broom sticking through his middle to make him stand straight, a tie was wrapped around its head, and the eyes were crooked. She took a stick and stuck it on as his lopsided smiling mouth. There! Her grandpa always acted so silly after drinking that special sake her mother made for him. And for some reason, he felt the need to always wear a tie on his head when he was given it. Oh well. She loved her grandpa, even if he was a bit funny in the head. She heard the crunch of snow behind her, and her eyes widened. He came early!

Whirling around, she stopped seeing a kid slightly older than her. He had silver hair that fell to his shoulders, and slanted steel blue eyes. He looked to be around ten years old, and dark wings were wrapped around his shoulders. A long tail wavered behind him, and he had on dark clothes.

"Are you… do you need help?" The young Ruki asked, tilting her head at him. He said nothing, but walked forward. She could see horns protruding from the side of his head, and as he passed her she immediately followed. "Awre… are you lost?" She asked, concerned. Perhaps he couldn't talk?

"I recommend that you don't follow me inside," he told her. She stopped and tilted her head. "Kaishi." She didn't know why he suddenly said that. All she knew, was after he opened the door she heard her mother scream for her to run. All she knew, was a blast went through her home… she just knew that she heard screams. It was battle drawn out beyond two hours. Snow fell from the sky, her eyes watering. Her momma… her poppa, they needed her. Crying out for them, she ran into the blazing inferno of what once had been her home.

"Momma? Poppa?" Young Ruki screamed, running through the collapsing wood. "MOMMA! POPPA!" Seeing they were nowhere in sight, she fell to the floor heaving with sobs. "Momma… poppa…" She whimpered, hugging herself. She should have warned her parents a strange demon was in front of their house. She should have warned them! But never expected a ten-year old demon to do so much damage… where was he? She'd show him to attack her mother and father! Getting up with newfound hatred and anger, the heat inside the house only fueled her. She didn't know advanced spells, but she did know magic. Rushing through the house, only to find no one, she then raced outside.

It was there that she saw the final standoff. There, a young demon stood facing both her mother and father. Her father was upholding a shield, while her mother whispered an incantation. Ruki already knew what the spell was. She had to get away, and fast. She didn't know how to protect herself from that type of spell…

"Ruki! What are you doing here still?" her father demanded. Jumping, young Ruki was ready to explain herself until a flash of lightening cracked down near her. Yelping, she jumped away. However, it was enough to attract the attention of her concentrating mother. The woman stopped in alarm, unwilling to unleash an attack that would annihilate her daughter. Because of her hesitation and Ruki's father becoming distracted, the shield fell…

Removing a pistol from his pocket, the demon boy (now recognized as younger Kaishi) pointed it at her parents. Aiming, he fired… Ruki rushed forwards reaching out for them. They couldn't get shot, they couldn't… The bullet blew right through them, whirling a cyclone and sucking them inside like a whirlpool drowning everything around inside of it. Eating. Melting, devouring… her parents were gone, and two glowing objects floated into the pistol. He looked her right in the eye. She stared back, horrified and afraid. He walked over, and snatched her hood off. Flinching, she scampered backwards. He killed her parents. He killed her parents. The cold around her made her feel numb, the heat of the burning house no longer close enough to create a bout of anger.

"You'll see me again," he promised, and walked off. Young Ruki was found there, in that same position the next day by her grandfather…


As Ruki attacked, these memories played over and over again in her mind. Put on repeat, to remind her she would finish what had begun over eleven years ago. She didn't know why Kaishi killed her parents and let her live, and she didn't really care. He killed them, and she had been hell-bent on revenge ever since. It had been her fault her parents died, and now she would avenge them by completing the job she was interrupted in all those years ago. She never meant to get in the way, but she did. While she concentrated on her battle, Yamaki explained to them her story, just without detail. He merely told it in a basic outlined format, as he didn't know all of it.

"Why are you just blindly attacking?" Kaishi asked her, knocking away an earth attack with his right wing. She ignored his question, firing flaming bolts at him. Sighing again, he easily evaded the magical attacks. At the rate she was going, she'd have utterly drained her magic in the next twenty minutes. Her mind was trapped in the world of her past, in a world she obsessed over for over a decade. Violet eyes darkened, glaring at him. She was tired of missing. She was tired of firing useless attacks. She was tired from wasting her energy. Gritting her teeth, she calculated in her mind where she was going wrong and correcting the errors in her 'plan.' His wings.

Holding out her hands, she set up a shield first. Chanting beneath her breath, the static vibrating throughout the stadium, as all of Kaishi's electrical charges he had released to deflect some of her previous attacks was bouncing off of it. A small ball formed in her right hand. Using her left, she moved her hands in the directions needed while continuing the chant. Kaishi watched from above, flapping his wings occasionally to maintain altitude. Large jagged rocks appeared behind him. Turning around some to glance at the protrusions of the cement, he momentarily wondered what she was up to now. It seemed she was finally thinking things through and would be using magic he couldn't avoid.

"Rise," Ruki hissed finally, and jerking her free arm she made movements in which the rocks took on. They levitated from the ground, reaching higher and higher as her hand movement commanded it to. Hearing the falling gravel from the rocks, Kaishi resumed his attention on them just in time for her to motion it right at him. Flapping wildly to avoid them, it was when the first rock ripped through his left wing he realized her intention was not to kill him instantly with them. She was 'clipping his wings,' so to speak - in a very painful, bone-smashing and flesh-ripping manner. After the rock tore it's way through his wing, he immediately lost altitude. Flapping his other wing wildly to try to make his landing semi-safe, he failed to notice the other rock coming towards him. It formed a giant hole through the leather wing. Crashing down to the ground, he was thankful for quick reflexes and the fact it wasn't a long drop.

"Finally thinking." Kaishi whispered under his breath, wings twitching from the tears. The snapped bones in the leather wings bled, and from the damage one was bent in an unnatural position. Hearing more clattering from falling pebbles that once rested on the rocks, he hastily moved out of its way. After managing to dodge it, more lightning struck from the sky at one of the rocks; it shattered in millions of pieces, a few managing to pierce through Ruki's shield and Kaishi's protective wing. Neither paid any attention to the minor cuts developed from the bits. One rock still levitated, and no longer could the lightning from the skies strike though to eliminate it. Ruki was making it snow. Her mind was no longer on the rock, but on the sky above. It would snow, and the weather conditions would not allow any electricity to be formed within the clouds.

The 'audience' looked up at the snow, some holding out their hands to catch the soft flakes. The true power of a witch could even outdo the magical barrier of Angelics. The small group rooting for Yamaki's team looked up at the sky as well, at the moment lost in the moonlit snow. Kouichi lifted his hand up, almost recognizing this night as his final. Watching the flakes fall through his hand, he curled his fingers up. Removing his attention from buried thoughts, he watched the redhead witch. Her eyes glowed, a powerful surge of energy gathering around her. With dead eyes, he could see faint outlines of spirits trapped within the arena wake up from this growing authority of the weather and land.

Turning his interest to Kaishi, he momentarily wondered what it was the demon was now planning to do. The main weapon he used in his previous battles to win was now in the hand of a nine-year-old girl. His elemental power could not be used in the existing weather circumstances, and the wings that once protected him were torn and damaged. What was there left? Why was it that, until Villiyan fought, did none of the others express any fear? It was because they were fighting for pure reasons, just as his team was. Villiyan herself was not, and she was afraid in the end because she had died without a purpose.

Her mind now back on the levitated rock, she motioned for it to move at Kaishi's right wing, aiming to smash down on it from above and effective destroy the remains of it. Steel-blue eyes caught sight of it, and with agile movements, managed to gather enough momentum to turn in a fashion that maximized his strength, and using his tail, broke the rocks in several large pieces. They fell with a rattle onto the arena ground, and he twisted his neck to see what Ruki was up to now, just in time to see a blaze heading straight in his direction. Following by the natural instinct of all, he raised his arms to protect his head. In addition to this, his crooked wing was also awkwardly attempted to provide as much, even if it was only a little, protection from the inferno she released. Ruki's mind chanted 'die' over and over, resembling an infinitely looping song.

Once the fire diminished, smoke rose from the burnt skin and charred wing of Kaishi's. Heavy breathing rattled his lungs, the natural body temperature far above normalcy. He glanced up weakly as he still panted, waiting for what Ruki would decide her final attack to be. He was beyond attacking or even defending at this point, not that he ever initially attacked her throughout this entire battle. Dropping her shield, Ruki rushed forward and skidded to a halt. Drop-kicking Kaishi, it knocked him down flat on his stomach. His ear pressed to the warm cement, he couldn't comprehend if it was the arena itself drumming or his own heart becoming stressed from the still rising internal temperatures.

"Why'd you do it?" Ruki growled, grabbing one of his horns and yanking his head up to make eye contact.

"You knew the tournament was coming in eleven years then, didn't you?" Kaishi asked her, coughing up blood between words. Growling, she shook him by the horn in annoyance.

"That doesn't have anything to do with it!" Ruki snapped. "Why'd you kill my mother and father? Why not me?" she hissed, clarifying her questions more to extract an exact answer.

"Would you have entered the tournament if I didn't?" Kaishi asked her, shuddering. The heat was suddenly gone, the snow around them that was gathering affecting his body. Burns on his skin flared up from the cold. It ached so much…

"Who cares? That wasn't your reason," Ruki snorted, and releasing her grip she kicked him in the face as he fell. "Why'd you kill them?" She demanded again, growing hysterical.

"…Kisei told me to…" Kaishi whispered, eyes clouding. Ruki stared at him. "I was supposed to kill you to… he knew your family would enter. The tournament was only eleven years away; they were training for it already. I knew that if I killed your parents and left you… you'd at least enter for revenge, right?" He laughed. "And you did." She continued staring at him, her breaths coming out in puffs of smoke as the temperature around them continued to drop from the snow. "You know your hood…?"

"You ripped it off." Ruki whispered. He ripped it off to say she was dead too.

"They say a human's biggest motivator is revenge and love. They also say the closest supernatural creature to a human is a witch." He coughed, and glanced up at her. "It appears they were right." She formed an ice sword in her spare hand.

"Shut up," she whispered, and drove it right through where a heart would be. He did.

"Ruki has won the match!" Cursed announced. "Kaishi is dead." The redhead walked off the platform, not even noticing the Angelics carting the body away. She couldn't avoid hearing the loud shriek from Zanshi, however, and she did her best to blot out the noise the younger demon made over her dead brother. Reaching Yamaki, she looked up at him.

"Happy now?" Yamaki asked her.

"Yes." She nodded, and walked towards the inside.

"Not going to watch Kouji fight a very angry little Zanshi?" Yamaki asked her.

"I need to think," Ruki explained, not stopping.

"Who says I'm fighting her?" Kouji asked, cocking a brow at Yamaki.

"You did. Earlier." The blonde man grinned. "She did some sort of unforgivable crime against you and Takuya," he joked.

"You're twisted…" Kouji grumbled. The blonde man grinned.

"Sometimes the best time to have any humor is the most inappropriate," Yamaki kidded the vampire.

"Only you…" Kouji shook his head as he muttered this.

"Sponsor Kisei, please send—" Cursed didn't get to finish her request before Zanshi flew straight through the barrier, stopping in the center. The fox spirit had been forced to raise her arms to brace herself from the biting wind brought with the enraged female. "Right… okay, Spo—" Again, she was cut off.

"Send in your next pathetic excuse!" Zanshi snarled, wind sweeping all across the arena. Cursed kept her hands on her kimono, trying to not get swept away with the currents of air, a task that Zanshi kept making increasingly difficult for her. "NOW!" she ordered, the winds now literally blowing Cursed off of the arena.

"That little, filthy, slutty…!" the fox spirit cursed, insults flying from her mouth as Serlio set her down after catching her. Once they slowed to a minimum, she made her complaints known. "YOU DON'T ATTACK THE REFEREE! DO NOT MAKE ME GO IN THERE AND FIGHT YOU MYSELF!" she threatened, but her words fell on deaf ears as Zanshi buzzed around the arena, impatiently waiting her opponent. Apparently after watching her brother die, she got rather riled up and her anger was venting itself out in spurts. Kouji was hoping to wait until she at least calmed down, but with the hurricane winds she was creating that were damaging the barrier, he was beginning to think he would have to fight her now. The Angelics couldn't hold it up much longer, and he wouldn't be able to keep Takuya safe from those winds. In fact, he probably couldn't keep himself safe.

"Kouji, do us a favor and fight her already," Yamaki growled, now feeling the effects of the wind blowing itself out of control. With a nod, he started towards the arena but stopped, feeling a tug.

"Remember. If you die, I know who to talk to so that you can be brought back and I can kill you myself," Takuya warned him, and received an amused smile from the vampire.

"I know," Kouji laughed, and ruffled the brunette's hair. He then ran up to the arena, and after finally managing to get onto the platform, the winds immediately ceased. A psychotic smile on an evil, scarier expression of Zanshi's greeted him, her large dragonfly-like wings beating wildly to keep her in the air.

"So glad you finally decided to join the dance," she laughed, a strange and demented laugh that creeped Kouji out. He was about to take a step back, but noticing that he was at the edge of the arena, stopped. Bordering on falling, he was ready to jump backwards in fear seeing Zanshi flying directly for him.She grabbed his arm, surprising him, before slamming him down in the center of the arena.

"You're not escaping so easily!" she hissed. His body fell into shock for a moment, but immediately left it. Watching her form a blade with the winds, he shot up and dodged the attack, which formed a fair-sized crater. Her wild eyes kept their gaze on him, no matter how quick his movements.

Developing more winds, they blew all over the arena, effectively slowing Kouji down. 'That cheap-shot, snot-nosed…' The vampire thought angrily, ducking down after clawed hands attempted to slice over his scalp. From her attacks and movements, she must've been in the mood to play cat and mouse with him. The next time she came within arm-length of him he needed to grab her. Due to the winds she had kicked up, it was incredibly difficult for him to move around. Even if he altered the lights of the coliseum to utter darkness, the moon was something out of his control and it was a full one. She'd still be able to see after a moment to get her eyes adjusted. Thanks to the wonderful Ruki, the clouds no longer obscured the moon from view, yet it still snowed.

With his dark outfit, the snow on the arena, and the moonlight, Kouji knew he was an obvious target. But Zanshi was in dark clothes as well. He formulated a plan as he waited for the agitated female to fly closer; by the time he finally completed it, she was flying towards him. A small smirk appeared on his face; she didn't notice, the lights immediately clouded over into darkness. She stopped, as did the winds surprised by the sudden darkness. She rapidly blinked her eyes trying to get them adjusted. Kouji took advantage of the situation, snuck around in the dark he had come to dominate so well and grabbed her by the ankles. She released a frightened cry, whirling around sending a power gust in the direction Kouji used to be. He moved, however.

He could hear her growl in annoyance, her heartbeat become faster, and smell the developing perspiration. Her eyes finally adjusted, she sought him out, but saw him nowhere. Hissing, she raged the winds again, demanding without speaking any words that Kouji show himself again. Meanwhile, the vampire kept a tight grip on one of the light posts that he had used in his fight against Taichi. A pattern was in her winds, with several gale winds blowing followed by a sturdy but far weaker gust. When the weaker gust arrived, he would play 'death from above' merely to scare Zanshi. Glancing over, he sighed. This battle couldn't drag out too long… the inner instinct told him the sunrise was just a few short hours away. It would be nice though if the sun came up right when Takuya and Kisei fought, leaving that bastard unable to protect himself from the sun… There!

Striking when the gust blew through, he landed on her back while accidentally crushing one of her four clear wings with the veins pumping through them. Of course, he immediately felt nauseous… shaking his head, he hung onto her tight as he could feel the immediate struggle she put up upon being 'pounced'. Clawing at him to get off, he felt the wounds heal up as soon as she caused them. They weren't even deep enough to deal him any threat of blood loss. She must've had retractable claws that she wasn't releasing, because in this alarmed frenzy, the possibility didn't come to her mind. Knowing the fastest way to end the match, he readied his fangs. Then Takuya's face flashed through his mind and he flinched, alarmed, away. Zanshi flipped him off, fuming.

"Pervert!" Zanshi accursed him, face beet red.

"Don't flatter yourself," he snapped.

"It's hard not to after someone just used your breasts for handles!" the female demon cried, immediately covering herself. Kouji nearly gagged. He didn't like girls in that way. And he certainly would have gone on through his eternity never knowing the reason he held on so well to her was well… yeah.

"Your own fault," Kouji barked at her, refusing to take the blame.

"Whatever, I don't care," Zanshi snarled, and the psychotic look returned. "Because after I kill you, I'll kill the redhead, and then the little brunette, and then the blonde, followed by that lightning demon, before finally I let Kisei gobble your boyfriend up." She laughed, mouth twisted in a disturbed smile and her eyes wide and frightened yet excited. Kouji growled. "Oh, you don't like that idea?" she asked, circling around him and forming a developing tornado around them.

"What I want to know is, why your brother was so much nicer than you are," Kouji informed her in a cold tone, only to be backhanded by her. From the closure she created to hit him, he kicked at her gut, knocking her backwards.

"If you thought my brother was so nice, why'd you kill him?" she screeched, jumping up and stamping her foot. "Why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why?" she demanded, throwing a tantrum.

"Were you a spoiled little princess because of your father?" Kouji asked, watching her.

"Onii-san didn't do anything for you to kill him!" Zanshi wailed, the winds picking up and blowing around them. 'Eye of the storm,' the vampire mused.

"Or maybe by your mother," he went on, eyes thinning at her.

"Why didn't Onii-san attack back? Why didn't he change? He could have, and killed that bitch so gruesomely her remains would be beyond recognition! She'd be so hideous no one would even think there was a time she was anything but the disgusting slime of human embodied-flesh that makes up witches!" Zanshi cried, clutching her head and shaking it. One of her bones snapped out of her spine, forcing her body to suffer a spasm, yet she didn't appear to notice. Kouji stepped back. That wasn't normal. The bone then merged with the two left wings into a larger structure that could be considered the supporting bone of a devil's wing. Skin began a slow melting from her back and crawled up the structure to slide down, slowly to develop cartilage for it. Another bone ripped out near her wings, but it was too far away and just kept a slow growth rate while it zigzagged.

He watched the transpiring events, no longer sure what move he should make. The wind spiraled around them, drowning out the roar of the onlookers. Kouji's manipulation of the light stopped, permitting the lights to flicker on. It forced a flinch from the vampire, and the spectators howled in excitement. The precious battles they watched weren't as good as this one, it seemed. Or perhaps it was that they knew something Kouji did not about what was going on. Moving her hands away from her face, the vampire's eyes widened in terror. The skin was melting from her face as well, the flesh melting and sagging off of her face's skeleton. One eye remained free from it, while the other was covered utterly in the molten skin.

Her right knee buckled, the cracking of the bones meaning they were detaching themselves from each other. Because she tumbled forward, one wing flapped to keep her upright, but due to one incapable of developing and the bone now driving into the ground, and the other full of holes, it was useless. The knee attempted to develop to be bent backwards, but it instead formed sideways because of the position she fell in. The other leg snapped, but it almost immediately gave up altering its location and she was left with it slicing through her skin. During all this, the pain must have finally been reaching her, for she was squirming and writhing in agony on the ground as blood squirted from her open wounds and loose veins hanging where her skin no longer held it. The winds picked up, blowing more furiously than when she zipped about waiting for her opponent.

Kouji dropped to the ground, driving his fingers into the cement, ignoring the crushing of his fingers from doing so. They quickly repaired themselves, allowing him to dig in deeper. The winds whipped around him angrily, the barrier flickering madly, as did the lights. At the tip of the barrier, where Kaishi damaged it earlier with his lightning, the winds escaped and made the clouds swirl around and around. They moved with such speed Kouji felt nauseous watching their shadows dance along the platform. Without knowing it, Zanshi was creating a blizzard with hurricane-type winds in what could be considered a winter monsoon (although monsoons only came in the summer).

A large, clawed, skeletal hand rose towards Kouji, and he stared at it. Skin melded with the dark-colored structure of a hand, far too large for the dying body it was attached to. Her face no longer held the features similar to that of a human, but now revealed what her true form looked similar to. A jaw hung down, reaching her chest with drool dripping from it, for no lips could curl back to hold it in her mouth. The top lip was missing half of itself, and the remaining half of it looked unnatural with the face split between bone and melting, peeling flesh. Her eyes were beady, the outlines glowing brightly and their appearance was haunting and menacing.

She got up slowly, and with great difficulty, having only one leg to support herself with. And, it was bent sideways, making her move repeatedly towards the left, for that was the direction it was in. The clawed left hand, too large for itself, pushed her up and held her steady, as did the undeveloped wing. She stared at him with those haunting eyes. Kouji knew what was going on. She wanted to defeat him, to kill him, to find a release to make up for her loss. To find a way to fill that empty hole left behind from someone close to her dying. She felt the only way to kill him, Kouji, was to slide to her real body. Unfortunately, from how wildly her emotions were flying all over the place, it was backfiring. Or maybe she just merely forgot how, and it was resulting in her killing herself.

"You can't hold on forever," Zanshi told him, her voice slipping between barely audible and an incredibly loud growl, making her words difficult to understand. Kouji sighed at her, his grip still holding tight to the ground.

"It's almost as if all of you are depressing in your own special little way," the vampire told her, and only for her to hear. No one else could over the winds.

"Hah… you're an idiot," Zanshi's strange new voice laughed. "We're not depressing. Whatever makes you think that?"

"Hinshi let herself die for Eimin to no longer be under Kisei's control. Eimin died because he was indifferent to the outcome of the battle; either way, to him, he could see Hinshi again. Villiyan died because she underestimated Izumi, something I would think you all should know better than to do. Kaishi let Ruki win. And now you think the only way you could have beaten me, was to go to your real form. But it's only going to kill you. I'm a vampire, I can tell how low on blood you are. I smell how close to death you are," Kouji sighed, explaining to her. "It's depressing how you were all supposed to be the strongest in the tournament, yet you all have lost so easily so far." The demon stared at him.

"I might be close to death. But that doesn't mean I can't turn this to a tie. There's still Kisei to fight your brunette, and no offense… but there's at least two hours until sunrise. Not enough time for him to stave off Kisei's enhanced movements." Zanshi laughed. "And if I make this a tie, and Kisei wins that round, then the rest of them will have to fight Kisei. And what's the point of fighting after you already lost what you were trying to save…?" she asked. Kouji removed one hand, and started crawling towards her against the winds.

"Because. He wasn't the only one we were trying to save. Plus…" Kouji grunted, nearing her. "You don't know how stubborn Takuya is." The vampire grinned, and smashed his hand into the cement splattering blood. With careful aim, he flicked his hand sharply at her. Large droplets of blood splashed into her eyes. Zanshi screamed, reeling backwards, and the winds held still momentarily. Her oversized arm instantly reached up to nurse the eyes, only to have the claws pierce through them. Another scream echoed the first, the winds starting up all over again. His hand healed, Kouji got up, moving with the agility no human possessed to try and beat the winds. Grabbing the left leg that was only attached to the half of it behind the kneecap by her skin, the muscle torn apart and the bones jutting through, he ripped it off her, causing the body to flail wildly from the ripped nerves. Using the protruding bone, he raised it up.

"I have to be the only vampire to have enough mercy in me to kill you this quickly," he thought out loud, and using the mild mind-altering ability he had, he forced Zanshi's body to grow numb all over. The bone was then stabbed through her head, killing the gray mass that controlled her thoughts and body.

"Kouji has won the match, Zanshi is—" Cursed got cut off, as the wind gave one final blast. It finally expended the barriers limits, blowing Kouji off the arena and into the stands. He landed, ironically, next to his twin.

"Did you have to use her own leg to kill her?" Kouichi asked civilly, looking at the vampire who was grumbling something about hating wind demons. "She wasn't a wind demon, just as Kaishi was not a lightning demon. They were royal demons, explaining why they weren't element-based like Junpei is or Kagami was." The poltergeist explained helpfully. Kouji rolled his eyes, and flopped down, only to be pushed off of his seat.

"Don't sit on Kyuusei-chan," Whisper told Kouji, and then checked on the swirly-eyed girl.

"…Even after she's dead she interrupts me," Cursed growled, and jumped up to the center. "Kouji, return to your Sponsor please." She tapped her foot impatiently, watching the Angelics cart Zanshi's body off as Kouji hobbled his way to the group. He was utterly drained from resisting that wind. And it was about an hour and thirty minutes away from sunrise. Maybe, just maybe…

"You did a great job!" Takuya cheered before clobbering Kouji in a giant hug.

"Oww, oww…" Kouji complained, gently nudging Takuya to get off.

"I thought vampires could heal themselves," Izumi teased.

"I'm tired, say that later when I can think of an appropriate answer…" Kouji sighed, and giving up on the brunette letting go of him, just kind of hung limply, letting Takuya to hold him up.

"Ahh, Kouji! You're heavy!" Takuya yelped, before they fell to the ground. The brunette pushed Kouji off, ready to scowl at him only to stop; Kouji had fallen asleep.

"Heh, we've worn our vampire friend out," Yamaki chuckled.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen! Oh, and hermaphrodites, transsexuals, transvestites, asexuals, and all you other people… the last match of the final round," Cursed announced, a sly smile on her face and the crowds howled. "We all know Sponsor Kisei is sending in Kisei himself… now, it's up to Sponsor Yamaki. Will Yamaki challenge Kisei again this tournament, eight-hundred and eighty-eight years after losing the last one… or will he send in the human?"


A/N: Special thanks to Solange MacLeod, yet again editing this and making it all purdiful! GIVE HERA BIG HURG AND APPLAUSE! Anywho, while yes work has been keeping me busy there's been a slight uhm... problem that has risen in this. I have NO friggin' idea how to work the Kisei and Takuya final fight thing anymore. I have a basic idea - lotsa blood. I know exactly how and who will win. But what kind of fightgets straight to the end and skips the middle? It's just anti-climatic and boring. If you guys have any suggestions (-coughs- please tell me you do -coughs-) they are more than welcomed. Aside from this, I'd like to know if you want the next chapter to be the second to last chapter, or the fourth-to last chapter. It doesn't matter to me, once thosetwo things are figured out this'll be a breeze to finish up next chance I get. And very sorry you had to wait so long for... a very strange chapter. O.o

GemmaniGirl: AHH! Not a stick! -Throws it away- Didn't you know? If you poke something with a stick, a blob will EAT YOU! And yay! Glad Kouichi no longer haunts you!
Jake U Freak Of Nature LoL: I'm going to answer your questions through a private message because that way I can give you much more detailed answers. o.o There will be more Koukuya after the final battle... thinger... (Glad you do! -hugs- Visit me there! Muahahah!)
Angel Born of Darkness: XD Your review made me happy. Yes, this DEFINITELY needs to be updated more. It's gone from an update every week to every... odd number of months. -Shoots self-
Shitza: Very glad you like this! X3 Updates make EVERYTHING better! So does coke! HOORAH FOR HYPERNESS! It's okay. I did keep up, but if it's on here then when I get free time (aka, am not working) I WILL READ IT! I WILL! -Determination- Hahah, no yours is far more exciting. XD Really, it is. o.o Yours is almost done? Nuuu! Do all good thigns HAVE to come to an end?
Largo-sensei: Lol, why do you say that? Chocolate! Where! Cuddling Tomoki ish a good idear! -Abducts Tomoki for you two to share cuddle time to help him through his traumatized state- Yes, the intention was for Izumi to kind of freak people out. Berserk people are fun. Seriously! ALL RIGHT! XD You guys anywhere near Florida?
The New Shinigami Hikari: -Gives you massive quantities of pocky- Fwahahah! Ruki ish teh cool o.o
Bonnie Mizuhara: Ya know, its when I get reviews like yours I'm terrified of going to bed at night. XD Taka-chan and Jen-chan are neither here because they're off bringing down the Matrix. J/k, seriously I don't know. Want them to pop up in the crowd next chapter? They aren't! 'Final Destiny' will be updated when I find where it went... hope my computer didn't eat the next chapter... O.o
takuya: Izumi-san was very confused, the poor thing. Here's ya next chappy!
The Forbidden Fox: o.o I feel very special now. -Big hug- Taito is very good, can't blame you for browsing it. Have you ever read 'Pink Roses' by Selphiebunny?
CrashedmyHarley: Love your pename, btw! o.o Your review makes me afraid to go to bed as well. o.o Oh well! XD Hmm... yes, Yu Yu Hakusho did play a major contribution to this stories inspiration. But so did The Vampire Lestat and Angel Sanctuary... I suppose they aren't as obvious though, eh? But nuu, I didn't intend this to be so much like teh YYH one! Ahh! -Runs in octangles-
Sailor Epyon: So YOU'RE the one who keeps ordering those subs... XD j/k. We should catch each other online much more often! WE MUST! Yesh, me agree about glomping teh Tomoki! Hahah, glad that amused you! Kisei is an arse that will die one way or another, be it in this fanfiction or everyones mind... VOODOO TIME! Yes, there needs to be more Junpei love. :( Eimin was teh tragic. But he's ina happier place with teh Hinshi now. YES! Izumi goodness! Lol, nothing wrong with too much anime or video games! -Glomps-

TOMORROW IS KINGDOM HEARTS II RELEASE IN AMERICA! W00T!