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Family
"Look at all the filth."
"Yeah, no kidding. I bet fire showers and lava baths just aren't cutting it anymore."
"He's gotta be just about dying from the stench alone."
The two men walked along together, continuing to comment on anyone and anything they passed. Everyone that saw them instinctively gave them a wide birth, everyone knowing better than to go near them. One is tall and lean with an open blue sports blazer, blue slacks, black leather shoes, a white button-up shirt open at the top two buttons, and dark reddish-orange hair swept back. The other was slightly shorter but stockier with short, messy, black hair, a black suit jacket hanging open and exposing his almost freakishly toned muscles, black slacks, and his feet were bare. Both of them were looking around with slit pupils, one's irises emerald green and the other's blood red.
Suddenly, one of the two stopped, staring off to the side. "Yuki Ona."
Both turned, seeing Mizore walking through the crowd and suddenly shot forward, only for Damon to appear in front of them, catching them by the wrists, Mizore staggering away. Damon snarled angrily and the two of them leapt backward, their claws retracting.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!?" Damon demanded.
"Hello to you too, brother," the taller one said.
"Brother?" Mizore asked.
"Kinsman," Damon corrected. "We're not really related."
"That's hurtful," the shorter one smirked. "And here we were coming to find you and share the good news."
"What good news?" Damon growled.
"We have a new royal family," the taller one said.
Damon narrowed his eyes. "What are you talking about? I'm still alive."
"Yes, but with your parents so tragically killed at the end of the war, and with you away, we decided to find a new royal family," the taller one said.
"Now get out of our way, and let us kill that bitch behind you," the shorter of the two said.
Damon could smell Mizore's fear. She knew her chances of beating two Fire Devils. She had undoubtedly heard how the war went. Damon narrowed his eyes, forming his claws and scales.
"The war is over," Damon snarled.
"Yes, about that," the taller one grinned. "We get your reasoning, and we understand there's a peace treaty now, but we don't care."
"We liked the war," the shorter one said. "Amon and I, we're going to restart the war."
"I don't think so Forneus," Damon growled. "Either you leave, or I kill you both."
"If you fight us here, we'll destroy the entire school," Amon warned.
"You say that like I give a shit what happens to this school," Damon said. "You do remember who I was during the war, correct?"
Amon stepped forward, snarling angrily, but Forneus caught his shoulder.
"We'll go with three," Forneus said.
Amon grinned and nodded, crouching and extending his wings, tail and claws, his entire body covered in pale yellow scales. Beside him, Forneus transformed to the same point, his scales being as black as obsidian, and all around them, people screamed and fled, the three Fire Devils' raw power making it difficult for anyone to breathe, even Mizore.
"Mizore, stay behind me, and stay calm," Damon said. "If you panic, you won't be able to breathe."
Mizore nodded, struggling to stay conscious, and Damon crouched, his scales spreading over the rest of his body as his own tail and wings extended. Then, he exploded forward, grabbing both Fire Devils by the throat before they could realize he had moved. He shot into the air and hurled both skyward, flapping his wings and launching himself backward, then flapping again and rocketing forward. Both spread their wings and stopped their ascent, only for Damon's fists to explode into their abdomens, sending both exploding into the ground in the forest in the distance. He saw the school's security going after them and dropped in front of them.
"Stay out of this!" Damon snarled. "They're both Fire Devils."
Then, he turned, exploding off the ground again, shattering it with the force of his jump, and shot through the forest rapidly. Suddenly, Forneus stepped out from behind a tree, clotheslining him and sending him crashing along the ground. He rolled to a stop and pushed himself up, snarling in rage just as Amon fell at him from above. Before he could reach him, however, Damon flipped, slamming a kick into Amon's face and sending him exploding through a tree. He flipped, landing on his feet just in time to catch Forneus's fist, throwing his own punch, Forneus likewise catching it.
"Looks like we're an even match!" Forneus grinned. "So much for the Great General of the Fire Devil Army."
Damon roared, a stream of pure white flames exploding out of his mouth and washing over Forneus's face and torso, Forneus shrieking in pain, releasing Damon's arm, only for Damon to grab Forneus by the wrist. After a moment, he let the flames end and spun, swinging Forneus around and slamming him into Amon as Amon moved to attack Damon from behind. Both bounced along the ground as Damon snarled.
"You're a fool if you believe you can challenge me," Damon snarled. "I wasn't the Great General just because I was Prince! I earned that place by slaughtering all who challenged me for it! And after everything I did to end that war, it will be a cold day in hell before I allow a couple of pathetic grunts like you restart it!"
Amon roared, shoving Forneus off of himself. Forneus groaned miserably, rolling off of his blackened, charred chest and onto his back, his face splitting open and beginning to bleed as he opened his mouth to breathe, his face burned so bad it had actually melted and then charred almost into a black version of Slenderman's head. Amon knelt, slamming a fist into the ground and shattering it before his human form exploded, revealing his full dragon form. His wings were tattered slightly at the edges and extended from his front legs from the ankle then along his sides to his rear knees. He had no lips, so his teeth were exposed, giving him a sort of skull-like appearance, with his scales thickened on his head, forming a sort of armor with deep eye-sockets, from which his line-green eyes seemed to glow. He had a pair of straight, scale-covered horns reaching back from the top of his head, a pair of short bone spikes on the sides, and a pair of curved scale-covered spikes on the bottom corners of his jaw. He had a line of jagged spikes running down his spine, and his forelegs began to shift and change, becoming similar in appearance to a Monstrel's body. His tail bristled at the end with huge spikes, all pointing backward, making it a lethal weapon if he stabbed something with it.
Damon narrowed his eyes as he watched Amon, now towering over him, grin down at him. Amon's head snapped at him, tearing a chunk of rubble from the ground, but missed Damon. Damon shot forward the moment he landed, shooting upward under Amon and slamming ah uppercut into his gut, cracking his scales and launching him into the air. Amon roared and flipped, spreading his wings and roaring, a massive wall of flames exploding down at Damon, only for Damon to send an equally massive blast of flames up at Amon. The flames fought against each other, doubling back and leaving bits of flame to fall around Damon, igniting the trees. Then, both stopped firing and Damon shot upward, through the flames, before exiting them in front of Amon and drilling a haymaker into the side of Amon's head, snapping his head to the side. Amon dropped, crashing down hard. Then, Damon dropped, crashing down on his ribs and shattering them, along with the scales where he's weakened them before. He flipped instantly, driving the claws of both hands into the exposed flesh of Amon's abdomen, ripping a gaping wound into his gut. Amon roared, tail whipping around and slamming into Damon, launching him, only for a massive, black-scaled foot to explode down on his back.
Forneus roared down at Damon. His blood red eyes glowed against his black scales, his entire body covered in jagged spikes. Then, there was an explosion as Damon transformed, throwing Forneus instantly. Amon roared and lunged, but Damon's tail whipped around and exploded into the side of Amon's head a lot more devastatingly than his fist had before. Amon's entire body spun to the side before crashing to the ground. Forneus leapt at Damon, but Damon's right foreleg snapped up, his hand crashing into the side of his head somewhere between a slap and a slash, the force of it redirecting Forneus away from Damon as his claws tore along the left side of Forneus's head, leaving deep gashes. Damon reared up to avoid Forneus's limp body just in time for Amon to explode into his abdomen, Amon's tail whipping around at Damon. However, Damon's own tail batted it aside before Damon twisted, slamming Amon down first, one hand pinning Amon's head down before he roared, his flames exploding down on Amon's wounded abdomen, instantly flooding into the gap in the scales and roaring him inside of his scales.
Amon shrieked and roared in pain as the agony continued for five seconds before Damon leapt into the air over Forneus's tail. Then, Damon roared, dropping and drilling a punch down into Forneus's head, blasting it into Amon's before grabbing Amon's tail in his mouth and twisting, driving it into Forneus's gut, shoving the spikes up under his ribs and into his heart and lungs. Forneus collapsed instantly and Amon roared, ripping it back out and slamming it into the side of Damon's head before lunging, only for Damon's head to snap around and catch Amon's by the throat. Then, his left arm grabbed Amon by the face, driving his claws into Amon's eye in the process, before shoving downward, snapping Amon's neck. As soon as he had, he released Amon, allowing him to drop to the ground, then sighed, focusing and beginning to shrink.
Finally, after about ten minutes, Damon stood in his human form, dusting himself off as the school's security arrived, one of them handing Damon a fresh uniform, which he pulled on quickly. Then, he turned as Mizore stepped out of the trees.
"Are you alright?" Mizore asked.
"I'm fine," Damon said. "They were no one special. Just a couple of grunts."
Just then, a chorus of roars began to echo from the festival. Damon sniffed and raised an eyebrow.
"Human?" Damon mused. "Mizore, let's go."
Mizore nodded and they both ran back toward the fair ground. As they arrived, they found that almost the entire festival had transformed into their monster forms. However, just as they spotted Moka, standing beside a woman Damon recognized as a human, Moka looked into a mirror and was suddenly transformed into her sealed form, despite the Rosary around her neck still. Then, she effortlessly beat down every monster around them, save for a small pixie who grabbed the mirror to flee, only for Mizore to step out and catch it by the wing.
"Lilith's Mirror," Damon mused. "Not bad. I'm definitely not looking into it. Maybe I'll break it."
He took a couple of steps forward, but stopped as a hand grabbed him by the back of his head. He turned to look and raised an eyebrow at the troll behind him. It was grinning sadistically, but apparently it didn't recognize him. He turned, knocking its hand away with his right forearm, then drilled his left fist into it gut, lifting it into the air before it dropped, passing out instantly. Just as Damon turned back to the front, a blinding light flooded out of Lilith's Mirror, and then Damon's vision faded.
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