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Academy Police

Damon atretched and yawned. He had slept unexpectedly well that night. He wasn't sure why, but he felt like it was going to be a good day.

"Akashiya Moka, your crime is assaulting Keito, an academy police officer!" the leader of the asshole in the black suits said, the spiderwoman currently missing, mesning she was ths one hurt, which Damon would have to remember to congratulate Moka for later. "Come quietly and the rest of the club members won't have to be punished as well."

"What!?" Tsukune shouted. "Keito was the one that started it! Please, let Moka go!"

Damon rolled his eyes. What an idiot. He was just digging a deeper hole.

"Fool," the leader smirked wickedly. "You're coming too, Aono Tsukune." He and the rest of his gang held their bokken to Tsukune's throat, surrounding his neck.

"Why!?" Kurumu demanded. "What did Tsukune do!?"

"Please stop!" Moka pleaded. "I'm the one who did it! Tsukune didn't do anything!"

Damon swallowed hard. They knew. How, he didn't know, but they knew.

"What simpletons you are," the leader smirked. "Don't you know anything about this boy's secret?"

Damon walked toward them swiftly. He was almost there. Just ten more feet.

"This boy, Aono Tsukune, is suspected of being a human!" the leader smirked.

Damon released a bark of laughter, which transformed into a rolling, hysterical laugh as he doubled over at the waist, holding his stomach.

"Oh man, Keito, you're a real comedian, or a real fucking moron," Damon smirked.

"I'm Kuyou," the leader snarled.

"Do you know what I am?" Damon asked.

"You're a Fire Devil," Kuyou said.

"So don't you think I would know if there was a filthy, pathetic, piece of garbage human in my presence?" Damon snarled.

"Most likely," Kuyou nodded.

"Well then if Tsukune really is a human, I'd have to be fucking stupid, right?" Damon asked. "Tell me, Keito-"

"It's Kuyou!" Kuyou snapped, several students gasping.

"Right now, I don't care if your fucking name is Mickey Mouse, you little shit!" Damon snapped. "Are you calling me stupid? You must be, since you think there's a human in this academy that I haven't noticed!"

"Actually, I was saying that I think you're helping hide him," Kuyou accused.

Students scrambled backward as the floor below Damon began to melt. Damon snarled, hands growing red and scaled as his fingernails turned black and sbarpened into claws. His shoes exploded off and his pants split up the back as his legs bent like a dog's, the skin on them turning to more red scales as his big toes shifted back and inward like short thumbs, the toes all lengthening alightly and growing claws.

"I fucking dare you to say that again!" Damon snarled. "Accuse me of harboring human filth again!"

"Maybe he lets you leech off his sou-" Kuyou's head cratered the wall under Damon's hand before he could even finish his sentence.

"YOU DARE TO CALL ME A FUCKING PARASITE! ? !" Damon roared, flames raging off of his body, ending mid-forearm and md-calf. "YOU FILTHY CREATURE! ! ! YOU ARE NOTHING COMPARED TO ME! ! ! YOU SHOULD BE ON YOUR KNEES WORSHIPPING ME, YOU DISGUSTING FUCK! ! ! YOUR KIND ARE A DISEASE THAT WE HAVE ALLOWED TO EXIST BY THE GRACE OF OUR MERCY! ! ! YOU SHOULD BE THANKING ME FOR EVERY DAY I ALLOW YOUR PITIFUL, WORTHLESS EXISTANCE TO CONTINUE! ! !" He turned, hurling Kuyou into the opposite wall. "AND YET DESPITE MY MERCY IN ALLOWING YOU TO CONTINUE STAINING MY AIR WITH YOUR PUTRID EXISTANCE, YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY TO CALL ME A PARASITE! ? !"

"What is going on here?" Tenmei demanded, walking over.

"This devil is defending a human!" Kuyou spat.

"And why would he do that?" Tenmei asked.

"Because Keito-"

"Kuyou!"

"-is too stupid to understand the concept of devils hating humans," Damon said.

"Faust!" Kuyou raged, flames exploding from his hand and forming a massive fireball, which he hurled at Damon.

Damon sighed, extending his own hand ans catching the flames, which maintained their fireball form, though compressing to the size of a baseball. "You...are a special kind of stupid." He shoved the fireball into his mouth and swallowed it whole. "My turn."

He streaked forward, his fist drilling itself completely through Kuyou's stomach without even using its claws. He used his free hand to hold Kuhou's shoulder, keeping him from collapsing against him.

"Your Yoko powers are impressive, to be sure," Damon snarled. "You're definitely not a force to be trifled with. But Fire Devils stand atop all creatures, even Kishin. Some of us have been known to kill Rakshasa. Maybe next time you attack someone, you learn who, and what, they are first. I was killing stronger beings thsn you before you were a thought in your whore mother's head." He ripped his hand back out and shoved Kuyou to the side, then turned toward where Tsukune had been held at sword point, now finding a distinct lack of Academy Police. "Let it be known, here and now! Tsukune is no human! If he was, I'd have killed him by now! An if anyone dares to call me a liar, a fool, or, God help you, a parasite again, I'll feed you your own genitals, piece by piece, until you bleed to death! And if you don'f bleed to death, I'll cauterize your urethra and ass hole closed and let you go septic! Am I clear?"

"Yes sir!" everyone shouted, scrambling away.

"Am I going to be pu ished?" Damon asked.

"No," Tenmei said. "He'll be patched up and expeexpelled."

"Good," Damon snarled. "Now, I need to talk to you newspaper losers. Get in there."

They all scrambled inside instantly. Damon shut the door behind himself and locked it. He was silent for a few long moments before sighing heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"You...are easily the most incompetent...brainless person I've ever known," Damon sighed.

"What are you talking about?" Kurumu asked. "What did he do wrong?"

"I'm human," Tsukune said. "I...I'm sorry for hiding it from you all. I just...You were all...such amazing friends to me. I didn't want you to hate me, so I hid it."

"You're..." Kurumu stared at him for a long moment before hugging him. "So what? You're still our friend. Right?"

"Of course!" Yukari smiled. "I still wuv you!"

She threw herself at him, but Damon caught her by the back of the shirt.

"Get serious, right now," he growled, setting her down. "What about you, werewolf?"

"Gin," he said, then sighed. "And if I went against whst the others wanted, there wouldn't be a newspaper club anymore. Plus I enjoy having Moka and Kurumu around-"

"Because you're a pervert!" Tsukune snapped.

"-so I'll have to keep his secret too," Gin finished.

"Good," Damon nodded. "But you're only half right. Tsukune isn't smart enough to keep his own secret. And you're too weak to survive."

"That's not true!" Tsukune argued.

"You're the middle of your class about subjects relating to your own species!" Damon snapped.

"Yeah well you're in last place!"

"I don't do any of the school work!" Damon snapped. "I didn't answer a single question on the midterm!"

Tsukune shrank back from his anger. Damon sighed, getting himself under control again.

"As for your weakness, you have yet to go a single incident without someone protecting you, usually Moka," Damon said. "That can't continue. If you keep relying on others, you'll become a burden, and eventually you'll be caught in a situation where you don't have one of your friends to protect you. It has to stop."

"How?" Gin asked. "Humans are weak."

"Which is why he can't be a human," Damon said. "My intervention delayed the inevitable, but eventually, they will all cigure out what you are. Unless you stop being human."

"Stop being human?" Tsukune asked. "How?"

"There are a long list of ways I can do it," Damon said. "But for now, let's focus on your girlfriend shall we?"

"G-Girlfriend!?" Tsukune stammered, Moka's face almkst as dark red as Tsukune's.

"Oh please, stop acting like anyone in the school doesn't know," Damon snapped. "Moka, tell him."

"I-I...I could...make you a...temporary vampire," Moka said. "If I injected a little of my blood into you, you'd be a vampire until it used up its supernatural energy. It wouldn't last long, though. Maybe a couple of minutes. And there's no predicting what kind of tranformation you'd go through."

"So...what, I could become a mermaid?" Tsukune asked.

"Do you have a uterus?" Damon asked.

"No!" Tsukune snapped.

"Then no, you can't become a fucking mermaid!" Damon snapped. "You'd be a male race, you fucking idiot. I'd put my money on an Alpha Vampire like your girlfriend, but you might be a lizardman."

"Great," Tsukune sighed. "Well...if it only lasts a few minutes at most, how does that help?"

"If you get into a fight, and she gives you her blood, everyone would see you as whatever you turn into, and you'd stop getting into fights as often," Damon said. "Plus, there's a slim chance that repeated injections extend the effects."

"I see," Tsukune nodded. "So...I could actually become a vampire someday?"

"Maybe," Damon said. "Would that be so bad? As long as no one found out, you could still see your fsmily, and you could be with Moka."

Again both blushed.

"Oh grow up you two!" Damon snapped, just as the bell sounded the end of the school day. "Anyway, just bear in mind thst I can't and also won't be protecting you forever. Oh, and I'm joining your stupid club. Tsukune's going to need someone other than his harem to clean up his messes."

"I don't have a harem!" Tsukune snapped.

"Right, and I'm actually an angel," Damon said.

"Actually, you looked more like a dragon," Moka said.

"Where do you think dragon legends came from?" Damon asked. "There's a reason why so many cultures recognize draons as borderline godlike beings. If not actual gods."

"So...you're a dragon?" Yukari asked.

Damon sighed. "I suppose you could say that, yes. But no, I'm not a dragon. Dragon's don't exist. I'm a Fire Devil. You know what, this is going to give me a headache. I'm heading to bed. Don't get yourself killed Tsukune." Then, he walked out, shutting the door behind himself as he left.

Damon sniffed and growled angrily. Kuyou. He could smell his fire, as well as Tsukune's blood. He walked out of the dorm and sniffed again before growling in annoyance. They were by the pool. He walked to the pool and stopped, watching as Kuyou held Tsukune by the throat, fire rolling off of his other hand.

"You lied," Kuyou sneered. "He's a filthy human. Why are you protecting a human?"

"You're out of your mind," Damon snarled, starting around the poolb his own flames rolling off of him.

"I'll torch him!" Kuyou warned.

"So fucking do it," Damon snarled, not slowing. "And then not only will I get his soul for a snack, but you'll lose your meat shield. So go ahead. Torch the stupid fucker. See if I care."

Just then, Moka arrived, slamming a kick into Kuyou and sending him stsggering away before bjting Tsukuneb injectkng her blood. Damon smirked, opening his mouth to welcome her to the psrty, only for someone's shoulder to suddenly ram into him. His eyes widened as he fell in. He roared in pain as the water hissed and steamed, his skin beginni g to boil instsntly. He struggled to the surface, grabbing the ledge just as Tsukune, currently as a vampire, sent Kuyou flying and chaed him, Moka following. Then, Kuyou's other four stooges stepped up over Damon, kicming his hand off, sending him back underb a fresh screma of pain rolling out of him in a stream of bubbles. He couldn't even generate his flames.

As he surfecedb he roared, getting only a couple of sparks. "I'll fucking kill you all! You're a dead! Do you fucking hear me!?"

"I don't think so," a bald guy smirked. "Can you handle him?"

"We've got him," a feminine voice said from behind Damonb just before two pairs of hands grabbed him, dragging him off the wall and under the water. Four pairs of jaws bit down on his shoulders and he roared in pain just as Tamao Ichinose, the leader of the swimming club, swam up in front of him, smiling gently. Then, her face split apart as she opened his mouth and bit into his throat. His eyes widened as he felt his life force draining out of him. However, unlike most beings, he was almost immortal, like vampires. However, where vampires were immortal for their healing abilities, Fire Devils were created to live for millenia. As such, it would not be a quick process for them to drain him.

They surfaced after a couple of minutes, remaining there just long enough for him to catch his breath before dragging him under again. He couldn't move. Even if they hadn't been holding him immobile, he wouldn't be able to move. The water had robbed him of his strength. His flesh simply burned endlessly, and his life force rapidly drained out if him.

"We're going to lose him if we don't give him airb" one of the girls said.

"Such a waste," another said. "Maybe Tamao should kiss him."

"Excellent idea," Tamao smirked, reaching up and pressing her lips to his.

The moment she pulled away, he gasped in a breath, unable to hold it any longer, but only oxygen entered his lungs. He could breathe. Breathe, but not move. He was trapped. They had him in the palm of their hand now. He couldn't fight, couldn't escape, couldn't call for help. All he could do was lay there and be drained.

Tamao bit back into his neck again and he let his eyes slide closed. What a disgrace. A Fire Devil, killed by a bunch of overgrown fish. His family would be so ashamed, if they were alive. Not that they were ever particularly proud of him. Hateful fucks. It was their fault anyway. It was always their fault.

"You're behaving so well," Tamao whispered into his ear. "I'd almost say you deserve a reward. Do you want another kiss?"

Burn in hell bitch! Damon thought.

"I think you want another kiss," Tamao smiled. "I can do thst for you. It's the least I can do tho thank you for the wonderful meal. After all, we've still got days of feeding left."

She leaned in, kissing him again, and he forced his body to move enough to bite into her lip, ripping it wide open. She shrieked in rage, punching him. Then, she bit into his neck a lot harder, and the feeding continued. And continued. And continued. He watched as the sun rose, then sank. Then rose again. Then sank again. Time was beginning to blur together. It felt like he's been there for ages. Hope had fled from him after the sun rose the first day. He wasn't getting rescued. No one would even miss him. Even the Newspaper club. Hell, they had seen him last and he had been at the pool, and yet they hadn't found him in two days. They didn't care. No one cared. He was a Fire Devil. They'd all be glad he was gone. Just as he'd be glad if they were all gone. It was natural.

He sighed, allowing his eyes to slip closed. He was so tired. He couldn't have a whole lot longer before he was out of life force. Maybe then he could sleep. As it was, he had gotten used to the pain of being in the water. His skin still burned, and he was in agony, but he was tok tired and weak to scream, and his exhaustion was starting to numb the pain. That was good. It wasn't so horrible a death now.

He opened his eyes again and saw the sky was lightening again. Three days. Three days of suffering. Three days of no one trying to find him. Oh well. Fuck 'em. Just a bunch of vermin.

He blinked, and suddenly there was a silhouette above the pool. He tried to focus, but his vision was starting to blur. Probably one of Kuyou's stooges, checking to see if he was dead yet. He mentally laughed humorlessly. Front row seat to the show. Except, the person dove in. He knew because he felt the white-hot knives the impact of their body with the water sent into his eardrums. Why were they jumping in? Was it another mermaid? Maybe. He wasn't sure how many there were supposed to be in the swimming club. Hell, he wasn't even sure how many were biting him right now. He didn't feel Tamao's jaws around his throat, now that he was paying attention. Maybe she had tsken a break and had just come back. Except, he didn't feel the ones that had had his forearms either. Or his shoulders. He blinked several times just as a face moved in front of his. However, the face was blurred, and his vision was almost as dark as if he hahad had his eyes closed. Who was it? Why were they there?

He felt himself moving. There was an arm around his waist, pulling him through the water. To where? Weren't they in a pool? Whatb were the mermaids trying to use him as a piece of exercise equipment while they swam laps? That was even more humiliating than the thought of them killing him.

Suddenly, he felt himself break the surface and the frigid rush of early morning air bit into his whole body at once. He flopped to the ground unceremoniously, his head bouncing off of the tiles around the pool, and he grunted in pain. He gasped in a breath of actual air, and suddenly he was coughing, splattering water over himself and the ground. He wretched and spewed more pool water, then coughed some more. Finally, he collapsed onto his back, panting. He turned his head, and realized his eyes were closed. He opened themb hissing against the sting of cold air hitting the chlorine in his eyesb but he was too exhausted to rub them.

He blinked a few times until his sight had sharpened enough for him to find himself alone by the pool. He groaned, sitting up, and stared at the pool. It was frozen. Massive spikes of ice jutted up out of it with Tamao and the other four frozen in them, except for their heads, all five of the swimming club members stark naked and exposed for the world to see. On the ground beside him was a wet and difficult to read note saying their nudity was a punishment for them trying to kill him.

He groaned, standing and swaying for a moment before taking a step and collapsing, coughing again, and groaning.

"Get us out of this ice!" Tamao shouted. "Please!"

"Go fuck yourself, you bitch," Damon growled.

"I kissed you!" she shrieked. "I gave you the ability to breathe underwater!"

He roared, turning and swiling a hand, a small fireball exploding against her face, burning half of it, the skin bubbling and melting. "There. Now your face will match your personality."

He pushed himself to his feet again, grabbing a nearby pool net to support his weight on, the water still covering him preventing him from regaining his strength. He had to get dry and clean. He needed to get the water off. And he needed to find the bitch. He needed to find Mizore.

He collapsed in his customized shower, groaning and reaching up to the handle, only for his hand to slip and smack himbin the face.

"Fucking monsters!" Damon snarled. "Fucking mermaids! Fucking water!" He tried again, only to again slip, this time collapsing, feeling his strength failing again. "I'll...burn every...last...one of you!"

He growled in effort, pushing himself up and slumping against the wall. Then, he raised his arm and let it fall onto the knob, turning it on. Fire roared out of the shower head, engulfing him entirely. After a couple of seconds, the water had evaporated and he took a few minutes to scour the rest of the dirt, chlorine, and anything else on him off, including his uniform. Finally, he turned the flames off, walking out of the shower and pulling on a pair of underwear before collapsing on the bed, blacking out instantly.

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