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Annoyances
Damon walked through the forest in silence, ignoring the monsters following him. Giant spiders, carnivorous plants, centipedes, one acid-spitting moth, even one of the types of magic-created carnivorous plants Ruby's former master had sent after him and the others. Finally, he turned to the horde of deadly creatures as one of them, he wasn't sure which, released a louder than normal shriek.
"Just fuck off already!" Damon shouted, then exhaled a massive stream of flames, incinerating them all.
He let the flames end and coughed a few times before huffing and turning back to the front, continuing to walk. They were told to go out into the forest to gather fruits. Originally, they were told to go in groups of four, but the students who actually had the guts to talk to him were either Tsukune, or his harem, all of whom had ignored Damon in favor of having a competition to gather Monster Durian to share with Tsukune, who wouldn't even be able to eat it, though they didn't know that. So, Damon had gone off alone, not that that was anything new.
He stopped as the ground in front of him broke apart, three Monster Durian plants rising from it. Each plant was built kind of like a Venus Flytrap, with the head being roughly the same but filled with huge, pointed teeth, rounded bodies with about a dozen Durian fruits stuck to their abdomens, then a pair of bladed, sickle-like arms, and a dozen or so tentacles sticking off of their body. Durian fruit was a spiky, round fruit, similar to a normal Durian, but with three or four mouths on it, each with a long, slimy, tentacle-like tongue. It was supposed to be the most sought-after goal of the fruit-gathering expedition they were on, but also was supposed to be rare. To the point of no one having found one in years. And here we was facing three of them. Not only that, but he could hear Tsukune and the others shouting about Durian, and could smell Durian fruit near them, so he expected they had also found one. Super rare, though. Damon rolled his eyes, sighing for a moment before it turned into a handful of coughs. He hated this school. Making him dirty his hands with slave work.
He ducked under one of the plants bladed arms as it swiped at him, then leapt over the next, his right fist cocking back before he drilled it down into the top of the monster plant's head, smashing it down into the ground, almost flattening it, thick green plant blood splattering out of its mouth. As he stood, the second plant reached for him with a tentacle, but he caught it and turned, spinning in a circle before slamming the plant into the third, both crashing to the ground before he crashed down on the higher one's head feet first, smashing both of the plant's heads. He looked around at the dead plants before walking back to the first and using a claw to cut off a thick, flat piece of its head's flesh, roughly the size of a picnic blanket, before gathering all three dozen fruits into the makeshift blanket. Then, he tied the blanket into a bundle and lifted it onto his shoulder, beginning to head back. As he walked, one of the fruits reached down to his shoulder with its tentacle-like tongue but he slapped it and it shot back up into the sack.
After a few minutes of walking, he reached the bus where the bus driver and Nekonome were waiting for the rest of the students, a handful already back with either grapes, strawberries, or other normal fruits. Damon dropped his sack beside Nekonome, who stared at it in open-mouthed shock. The bus driver chuckled, nodding appreciatively, and Damon sat off to the side with one of the fruits he'd kept out of the sack, cutting it open with a claw before cutting it into fourths, beginning to eat it like a watermelon. A few minutes later, Tsukune and the others returned with Durian fruits as well, only to stop, seeing how many were already there. The girls all looked depressed, while Tsukune looked grossed out. Then, a few minutes later, when Kurumu guilt-tripped Tsukune into eating some by crying, he passed out and they hurried him back to the school as the first food-poisoning case on record.
Damon stepped into the class room just as a new student, a girl with reddish-brown hair in a pair of ponytails, thigh-high stockings, and with a desk in her hands, moved to slam it into Moka, who had tripped, apparently trying to dodge the desk. Tsukune moved to get in the way, but Damon shoved him to the ground with his left hand, catching the leg of the desk with his right, raising an eyebrow as the impact actually managed to sting quite badly. The girl's eyes widened and she leapt backward, releasing the desk, which Damon set on its feet.
"Whoa, you're a tough one," she grinned. "I've only ever met one person who was able to stop my blows. But you're getting in my way. Try this!"
She shot forward, jumping and kicking at him, only for him to block it with his right forearm, again surprised by how much the strike smarted. The girl began to punch and kick at him rapidly, her excited grin growing at him as she struck again and again, Damon continuously blocking her strikes. Finally, the girl jumped and spun, her right leg kicking at him after she had spun, only for him to catch the bottom of her foot and shove, throwing her backward. She flipped, landing on her feet and grinned.
"You're good," she smirked.
"Your form is lacking, bordering on nonexistent," Damon said. "You fight by brute force, as do the rest of your race, and you've learned to rely on your strength, rather than strategy or technique. You're got decent power, obviously, but you don't really know how to use it. Still, not bad for such a young vampire."
"I've never met someone who can match a vampire for strength," the girl smirked. "Who are you?"
"If you think I was only matching you for strength, you're sadly mistaken," Damon said. "My name is Damon Faust. I'm a Fire Devil."
The girl's eyes widened before narrowing dangerously as she reached for a desk beside her. "Why is a Fire Devil here?"
"Because I have to be," Damon said. "Trust me, I don't want to be around trash like you freaks any more than you all want me around."
"If you don't care, then get out of my way," the girl said.
"You're not threatening, kid," Damon said. "Why don't you go find daycare before I have to teach you to respect your betters."
"Damon, don't hurt her, please," Moka said. "She's my little sister."
"What!?" Tsukune, Kurumu, and Yukari all shouted, only Mizore remaining quiet, though no less surprised.
"Cocoa, he's not going to hurt anyone, but he's also not going to let you fight me right now," Moka said. "Please, don't annoy him."
Cocoa huffed, standing. "Fine. I'll see you again soon, big sis."
Then, she walked out of the room just before the bell rang and Damon walked back to his desk, sitting down and clamping his mouth shut to silence himself as he coughed. He sighed, beginning to use his claw to doodle on his brand new desk's surface.
Damon ignored the sisters as Cocoa chased Moka, swiping her familiar, a bat with the power to transform into a gigantic Morningstar with a short wing-shaped blade on the base, back and forth, begging Moka to "wake up" as she did. Moka's unsealed personality was the only one Cocoa accepted as her sister, so she was desperately trying to force Moka to wake up by attacking her. Every day.
Damon's eye twitched as they ran toward him, but at Cocoa swung the morning star down at Moka, Damon caught it by the shaft, halting it. "You're giving me a headache. Shut the fuck up and wait until I'm not around to chase her, or else I'm going to be the one you fight."
"Bring it on, gecko," Cocoa smirked.
Damon snarled dangerously before turning and throwing Cocoa, sending her bouncing down the hallway, keeping the morning star. He tossed it the other way before storming toward Cocoa. She stood, but before they could fight, the headmaster stepped out between them.
"If you fight, you're both expelled," the headmaster warned. "Her and Moka is one thing, but you will destroy the school. Then we'll have to stop classes to rebuild, again."
"Fine," Damon grumbled, then turned and stormed back to class.
Damon doubled over, the fire shower washing over him but doing nothing to ease his coughing fit. He squeezed his eyes shut, ignoring the pain in his throat. Finally, after far longer than usual, he managed to stop, sitting against the all and gasping for breath as the fire shower burned the blood away to ash. After a few minutes of catching his breath, he stood, shutting off the flames and getting dressed, looking outside. Cocoa had taken Moka to track down a killer who had been attacking students with a knife. He lived in the academy's abandoned dungeon. At least, according to what he had heard Cocoa saying while he was struggling to warm up in his fire shower. However, if he attacked Cocoa and Moka, he'd probably be killed. Then again, Damon had a bad feeling about it. He sighed, leaving his jacket behind and opening the window, extending his wings and flying to the ruins, smelling Tsukune from inside. He walked inside, transforming his eyes into their true form to allow hi to see in the dark as he walked. Finally, after several minutes, he reached a chamber where Moka, Cocoa, and Tsukune were just as Moka was knocked out by a guy with a goatee and a knife in his hand, and Cocoa was punched by a Minotaur, crashing into the wall and collapsing.
"What a pathetic sight," Damon said, both enemies spinning toward him. "Aren't you a Vampire? What are you doing getting beaten in one hit?"
The Minotaur bellowed through his nose, punching at Damon, who's own fist met his, the Minotaur roaring in pain and staggering backward, Damon sighing, not having even needed his scales.
"What a disappointment," Damon sighed. "You're weak, Cocoa. Even Moka's sealed form is stronger than you could ever hope to be, because even though she may not be physically powerful that way, she's still brave enough to fight. But you? You're a child."
The Minotaur bellowed again, drawing a machete from the back of his waist and Damon inhaled, preparing to burn him, only for his eyes to widen before he collapsed, beginning to cough violently. The minotaur stepped forward, raising his machete, only for Kurumu and Mizore to pass Damon, slashing him with their claws and hurling him backward.
"Looks like our special anti-inner-Moka training really payed off," Kurumu grinned.
"Are you okay?" Mizore asked Damon as he managed to stop coughing, gasping and panting for breath, sending a short blast of flame out to burn his blood away before anyone could see it.
"I'm fine," Damon growled, pushing himself up. "Let's go. The other one got away with Moka and Tsukune."
"Right," Kurumu said, then turned to Cocoa. "Are you coming?"
"How did you...but...you're not vampires!" Cocoa said.
"Vampires aren't the only strong ones," Kurumu said. "Being Conceited only causes pain and suffering."
"Kurumu, save the lecture for another time," Damon said. "We're going."
"Right," Kurumu nodded.
The three of them headed for the door leading further in and after a moment, Cocoa followed.
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