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Siren Song
Damon chuckle as Moka and Kurumu argued about which of their bikinis Tsukune liked better, despite Tsukune having just said they both looked good. They were on the hostel's terrace, celebrating selling out not only their own supplies, but also that of every nearby grocery store, all of which they'd raided multiple times to restock. Damon was seated in one of the chairs, sipping at an Aunt Roberta, and Mizore was seated in his lap, snuggled into his side, smiling pleasantly. On Damon's other side was Ruby, who obviously wanted to be held as well, but knew better than to try to force him, or risk spilling his drink. Someone who had been borderline harassing Mizore had made that mistake, and Damon had lifted the guy two feet off the ground by the back of his shirt to tell him to leave Mizore alone and get lost. Fortunately, everyone else had agreed with Damon and hadn't been scared away, instead deciding he was like the hostel's version of a bouncer.
"So Damian, which of our bikinis do you like better?" Ruby asked, batting her eyelids.
"Well, only one of you is actually wearing a bikini, so I'm not going to justify that with an answer," Damon said, the other girls all giggling.
"Excuse me everyone," Marin, the Okami of the hostel, said, everyone looking over to her and San. "Thank you all for your help. Because you were able to pull in so many customers with those bathing suits, we can avoid closing the hostel for a little longer."
"Don't talk like that," Moka said. "If you ever need help again, just let us know and we'll be here."
Just then, the doorbell rang and Marin went to answer. The others all discussing Marin's late husband, apparently killed by an ayashi. Damon sniffed and tensed. Mizore looked up at him and instantly climbed off as Damon stood. However, just as he did, a man with a harp under his arm, long, straight blonde hair, a white blouse, black pants, and a handsome face, which Damon would soon be mashing like potatoes, stepped into the room with Marin unconscious and held with the man's free arm.
"I just heard something very interesting," the man said. "So, San, all I have to do to make you turn your back on the Human World is get rid of this woman? Excuse me, I'm the section chief of Fairy Tale's seventh branch, Kanade 'God' Kamiya. I've come to welcome you, San Otonashi."
"God nothing, you filthy pest," Damon snarled, still holding his drink. "You're a Siren."
Kanade smiled. "Very good, Fire Devil. You're quite sharp." A wing shot out from behind him, smashing the drink out of Damon's hand, sending it shattering against the room, everyone who knew Damon, and had seen his reaction earlier when only a few drops were spilled, gasped, backing away as Damon stared at his now empty hand, wide-eyed. "My talent scout, Tsubaki, is good. And he-"
"You...did...not...just do that!" Damon snarled. "You're going to burn, you fucking pigeon!"
Kanade narrowed his eyes. "It's rude to interrupt someone when they're talk-"
Damon's fist exploded into Kanade's face, launching him backward as Damon's tail caught Marin, passing her to San. "Shut the fuck up, you Goddamn winged rat!"
"I'm not a fucking pigeon!" Kanade snapped. "Fine. I'll just deal with you all at once."
He opened his mouth, a light shining from inside, but just as the first hint of his voice began to leave his mouth, a chunk of stone about the size of a baseball smashed through his teeth, filling his mouth. He staggered backward, choking and gagging, struggling to get the stone back out as Damon wiped the blood that had gotten on his hand on Kanade's blouse. He grimaced as he found it was still there and burned it off instead.
"Yeah, I'm not in the mood to listen to that dying howler monkey shriek you call singing, thanks," Damon said as Kanade finally managed to rip the rock back out, losing what was left of his teeth.
Kanade glared at him before transforming, forming a pair of wings, his legs becoming digitigrade, his feet separating into clawed bird feet with a pair of spikes sprouting from the back of his leg's reverse bend, through his pants, and new teeth burst from his gums, blood running down his chin as a result. "I'll fucking kill you!"
"Good luck with that," Damon snorted.
"That form…" Marin said, standing and swaying heavily, holding a hat rack by the base. "So then...you were the one who killed my husband four years ago!"
"four years ago?" Kanade asked. "That was when I got assigned here. I was so angry about being stuck in this hole that reeks of fish. So I went out and killed a bunch of filthy humans to cheer myself up. You can't really expect me to remember each and every one of those disgusting, pitiful vermin that I exterminated, can you?"
"I'll kill you!" Marin shrieked, only for San to tackle her.
Damon picked up the hat rack and smirked. "I can definitely sympathize about the value of human life. being who I am, I really would love to watch this world burn. Buuut I'm trying to behave myself for Mizore, so I'm afraid I'll have to just beat your skull in with this thing instead. You just stay over there, Okami. I'll handle this rat with wings."
"For the last time, I'm not a pigeon!" Kanade snapped.
"Oh no, I know," Damon said. "Pigeons are much more valuable a being than you are."
"Just go away you monster!" Marin screamed. "Get out of here and leave humanity alone! Leave my family alone!"
Kanade began to laugh. "Did you hear that, San? She really doesn't know anything!"
"What are you laughing about?" Marin demanded.
Damon stepped forward, taking a swipe at Kanade, but he ducked under it and spun, slamming a wing into Damon and hurling him backward. Damon bounced once and flipped, landing on his feet and one hand, glaring at Kanade.
"Listen well, okay?" Kanade grinned. "San is also a monster! The same kind as me!" He laughed. "What family? What human? You were being tricked! You were just being manipulated, Moron!"
"You're a liar!" Marin shrieked, charging at him, only for Damon to step in front of her, his scaled hands covering her ears just as Kanade began to sing.
The sound hit Damon hard, actually slamming into him like a physical blast since it was focused, giving him a headache, but he was immune to it's more dangerous effects. Then, suddenly, San sang a few notes, countering Kanade's song and making him stop.
Damon sighed, stepping back as his tail set the hat rack in his hand again, all of his scales retracting, along with the tail. "I'll explain later, but I mean you no harm. Him, on the other hand..." He spun, smashing the hat rack into Kanade's face, sending him crashing into the wall, blood flying from his nose and a cut on his right cheek.
"San, just now...you sang?" Marin asked.
San smiled, tears falling down her eyes as she held up her sketchbook. "I always thought of Marin as my true mother." Then, she lowered it and said, "I'm...sorry."
Then, both Sirens began to sing as her own pure white wings spread from her back, though the songs were more like them vocalizing different notes and pitches than real words. As they sang, the room began to vibrate from the raw power of the supernatural energy laced into their voices, and Marin picked up San's sketchbook, staring at the words "Thank you, goodbye" in the bottom right corner.
Then, the songs' full power kicked in and every window in the building suddenly shattered as a concussion went off from between the two Sirens. No one else was hurt, since the Sirens were directing all of their power at each other, but even Marin was able to figure out that their voices were much more than just sound. She staggered back behind San, and Damon looked back and forth between San and Kanade, trying to decide if he wanted to bash the guy's skull in like he promised, or let San fight him. Finally, they both paused their singing and Kanade smirked.
"I feel like I owe you a bit of an explanation," Kanade said. "You see, I didn't kill your husband to eat him. It was simply for fun. You see, since ancient times, Sirens have been killing humans for fun. It's more akin to instinct. Actually, it's quite refreshing. It helps to clear the mind."
"Oh I'll help you clear you mind, alright," Damon snarled, streaking forward.
Kanade grunted in annoyance, swiping a wing at him but Damon ducked under it and slammed his left fist into Kanade's gut, lifting him and flipping him upside down before stopping beside him and gripping the hat rack with both hands, swinging it like a bat and slamming it into the Siren's forehead, flipping him backward as he streaked across the room before he bounced and rolled to a stop on the terrace. As he stood, San moved to stand in between him and the others, Damon standing off to Kanade's left. He glared between the two of them.
"He's...lying, right, San?" Marin asked. "You're...You're not really like him, right? Are you really...a human-eating monster?"
San looked back at her with a sad smile, tears flooding down her face. "Marin..."
"He's wrong," Damon said, everyone staring at him. "San is nothing like him. She may be the same species, but that doesn't make her a monster. She has the power to do what he does, but she's so vehemently against using it, at all, that instead of speaking, she writes her words in her sketchbook. He may be a monster who kills and eats people for enjoyment, but San isn't. She's a Siren, yes, but she's also a good, innocent person, who would no sooner harm a human than she would steal from you. Or, to put it another way, would you say that you're the same as Hitler, just because you're both human?"
Marin's eyes widened.
"We may not be human, but not all Sirens, or all...dragons, are the same," Damon said, internally grimacing at using such a disgusting term to describe himself. "Our species have as many types of people as humans do."
Marin nodded just as Kanade began to sing again, only for San to counter it. As she did, Tsukune lunged forward, only for a blast of compressed water to crash into his cheek and send him blasting backward, Moka catching him.
"Tsukune!" Moka said worriedly.
"Water?" Tsukune breathed.
"Shit," Damon said, staring down at the water now coating the floor of the terrace.
"I can attack even with San cancelling my song," Kanade grinned, he and San having stopped singing again. "Simply by changing my tune, I can call more of my 'members.'" He strummed at his harp and the water began to ripple in several places. "Space Transfer Technique, Water Mirror."
At each ripple, creatures began to rise, all of them looking like a cross between people and fish with green scales, slit pupils, fins on their forearms, the sides of their shins, one long one running from the back of their head to the back of their waist, and several horizontally along the sides of their neck with their gills, and pointed teeth. They had webbed fingers and toes, and when Damon saw them, he groaned.
"Great, its an army of the Creature from the Black Lagoon," Damon grumbled. "I hate Mermen."
"What's going on!?" Kurumu shrieked. "They're coming out of the ground one after another!"
"It's like the Academy's tunnel," Damon said. "Two locations linked inter-dimensionally."
"With this technique, I can summon as many members from my branch as I wish," Kanade said. "You have no chance of running away now. Surrender and come with me."
"Yeah, I think I'll just gut all of these fish for you," Damon said. "Not really a fan of sushi either, so I'll probably cook them."
Just then, the water all suddenly froze all at once, several Mermen who were only partially out of the water also freezing, the rest all staring at the ice in shock. Damon grinned, nodding to Mizore before turning back to the front, forming his scales and claws.
"Where were we?" Damon asked.
"You little cun-" Kanade was cut off by Damon's fist meeting his mouth and flipping him backward before slamming the back of his head into the ice, shattering it, along with the frozen Mermen.
Damon leapt backward as several of the surviving Mermen slashed at him, all of them missing, and Kanade pushed himself up, coughing up blood and pieces of shattered teeth. Damon smirked, still glaring at him.
"You should be more careful who you insult," Damon said. "I might just decide I want to try some roast pheasant."
"Ahm no a hucking bird!" Kanade shouted before more teeth grew back in, more blood running down his chin.
"How many times can you regrow your teeth, I wonder?" Damon asked. "Hey San, do you mind if I kill him?"
San hesitated then shook her head.
"K...Kill him?" Marin asked. "But..."
"Don't worry," Damon said. "I'll clean the blood and the corpse up after. No one will ever know."
The Mermen around them began to open fire at him with blasts of super-compressed water, each blast having the equivalent power of a high-powered rifle. However, when the mist the blasts had kicked up settled, Mizore was standing in front of Damon, the water from the blasts all compressed into a set of massive ice claws on her hands, with the claws sharpened inside and out, then extending back along the outside of the mass of ice around her hands to about four inches past her elbows.
"Thanks," Damon smirked. "That would have been messy. Shall we ladies?"
"Don't forget me," Tsukune smirked, cracking his knuckles.
"Oh, no, you were included," Damon smirked, Tsukune deflating instantly with a groan. "Let's show this idiot who he's messing with."
They all grinned and shot forward, more and more Mermen flooding out of the water to face them, only to rapidly be slaughtered. No one held back, either. Damon, Mizore, and Kurumu shredded them with their claws, Tsukune beat them to death within one or two strikes each, Ruby used her own wings' sharpened feathers to shred Mermen, as well as restraining them, Yukari used her magic to drop all manner of heavy objects onto their heads, stunning them for the others to kill them a moment later, Cocoa had Kou transformed into an umbrella, which was somehow deflecting water bullets while she used her strength, now augmented by a partially-successful version of Damon's technique, and Moka beat Mermen to death with a much more successful version of the technique using the hat rack Damon had had earlier.
"What are you people!?" Kanade gaped.
"People who wish for humans and monsters to live in harmony one day," Ruby said.
"We won't let you overthrow the human world!" Yukari smirked.
"As long as even one of us is alive, we'll continue to disrupt your plans," Damon said, stalking toward him calmly. "Fairy Tale will never win this war they've started."
A merman leapt at him but he caught it by the throat, raising it over his head before squeezing, crushing its throat and getting showered in its blood as he let the body drop.
"Go to hell!" Kanade shouted, then began to sing, only for San to do the same.
A concussion went off between them instantly, this time with water being sucked into the air between them before the blasts hit each other, then exploding into the air from the blast at the same time as the water below them was launched away from them. However, just as Kanade stopped singing, a Merman grew out of the water behind them, firing a water bullet at Marin, only for San to shove her aside, the blade punching through her chest instead.
"I knew you'd protect her!" Kanade cackled. "I've stopped your song, San! Now you'll all be able to hear my Death Melody!"
"Don't get ahead of yourself!" Damon snapped, suddenly behind Kanade, slamming a karate chop into the side of Kanade's neck, dropping him.
At the same time, he looked back toward the others, watching as Tsukune, who had blood splattered across his face and forcing him to keep his eyes closed, slaughtered the dozen or so Mermen that had been moving to attack the others, each strike he landed reducing the point of impact, and a section of the Mermen's bodies around the impact at least a foot across, to paste. Damon smiled. Tsukune had mastered Damon's technique. Even before Moka. He smirked, kneeling and grabbing Kanade by the hair as the water below them faded. Then, he slammed a fist into the side of his head, giving him a severe concussion and knocking him out for much longer before dropping his head.
"I thought you were going to kill him," Kurumu said.
Damon shrugged. "If he's a prisoner, we might be able to torture some information out of him."
Just then, he heard and sensed movement behind him and formed his scales just in time for several razor-sharp, hardened feathers to embed themselves in his back about an inch each.
"Ow," Damon said flatly. "You annoying little cunt. And here I was sparing your sorry ass."
Damon walked over to the others and turned, allowing Kurumu to pull the half-dozen feathers from his back. As she did, Kanade stood, mutated even further into his true form. His skin had become black with his abdomen sunken in until his ribs protruded from his sides, and his pecks bulged and turned a pale off-white color. His neck elongated to about a foot long with feather-shaped muscles the same off-white as his pecks along the front of it, then his now seemingly tiny head looking more like a lizard's with no snout, a mouth full of jagged, pointed teeth, stretched, slit-like eyes that were entirely black with a tiny spot of light inside of them, and supernatural energy rolled off of him in thick waves.
Damon snorted. "Well look at this freak. He actually managed to make himself look even more like a loser than he did before."
"You dare to mock the ayashi who is closest to God!?" Kanade spat, only for Damon to double over, roaring with laughter, tears of mirth rolling down his face.
"Oh stop!" Damon howled. "You're too much! I can't...I can't breathe! Oh shit!" He gasped and wheezed for a few breaths, forcing himself to stop laughing and wiping his eyes. "If you keep up this comedy routine I might actually piss myself."
"You insufferable prick!" Kanade seethed.
"You're nowhere near a god," Damon said, his smile dropping away as hatred and fury bloomed to fill his expression. "Let along the one with the capital G. You're nothing but a rat with wings and a fucked up face who reaches for more power than he can hold. I've met the so-called 'gods' of the Monster World. Kishin. Yasha. Hell, I'm a part of the species that slaughtered them. I'm a Fire Devil, you arrogant filth. I'm closer to a god than you'll ever be, and I'm nowhere near that kind of power. Gods aren't beings we can comprehend. A god isn't just some powerful species. It's as much a force than it is a being. A god isn't born, and doesn't die. They just are. And the only god to truly exist, the one with the big G, you'll never even begin to comprehend his power, let along approach it."
"What would you know about gods!?" Kanade demanded. "You're nothing but a filthy lizard!"
Damon's fist exploded into Kanade's gut, lifting him into the air two feet as his ribs snapped loudly before Damon grabbed him by the hair. "I know plenty, because I've met Lucifer, you fucking cockroach. I know the Devil. I know what it's like to be in the presence of a being beyond comprehension, because Angels are the same. With a snap of their fingers, they could erase you from history, and no one would even know you ever existed. Fire Devils, Yasha, Kishin. We may claim to be supreme beings, and god, and devils. But really, we're nothing by insects to the real supreme beings. But even still. As far as ayashi are concerned, you're worth even less than the dirt on the bottom of my foot." He slammed Kanade's face into his knee, then pulled his head back so he had to look up at Damon yet again. "What in the name of the nine circles of Hell, the Seven Deadly Sins, or the seven levels of Purgatory would ever make you think you were a god?" He drilled a punch into Kanade's face, sending him crashing to the ground, blood running out of his nose and mouth, Kanade barely conscious.
He slowly picked himself back up coughing up blood. Then, he stood, snarling. "Fine. If that's how it is, then I'll just sing you all one last tune. In this form, the power of my songs is amplified until it's like the explosion of a small electrical storm condensed into a single blast! Now listen to my Symphony of the Devil!"
"Fitting name," Damon said as Kanade opened his mouth, only for Damon to appear over him, his fist exploding down into Kanade's head.
Kanade crashed to the ground and Damon walked back to the others. Kanade began to stand, only to stop, coughing up blood in a huge spray, his body beginning to literally break apart along his arms, torso, and legs. Damon raised an eyebrow. That wasn't him.
"What did you...do?" Kanade asked.
"Don't look at me," Damon said.
"It was me," San said, stepping up beside Damon. "I almost wish he'd let you try to sing so I could have seen you rip your own jaw and throat apart in the attempt."
"Oh, that would have been great," Damon said. "You should have warned me. By the way, that song you've been singing this whole time is beautiful."
San smiled. "Thank you."
"What song!?" Kanade asked before coughing up more blood, his throat beginning to tear open now.
"Ever since this fight began, I've been singing constantly," San explained. "I used ultrahigh frequency notes that you couldn't hear, however, one you couldn't notice. It's been slowly but surely tearing your body apart without you noticing. The added damage from Damon's strikes definitely helped, even with him pulling his punches. And now, your body's finished. You can't sing again. This fight's over. You're dead."
Kanade's body began to rip itself apart faster and faster. "Sa...Save me!"
"A song you cannot hear," San said. "Destruction you cannot see. That is my ability. My song. Siren in the Dark."
Then, Kanade all but exploded. San turned to Marin, smiling sadly.
"You were the only one I didn't want to see this form, Marin," San said. "Am I scary?"
"San..." Marin stared at her.
"If you wish to take revenge for your husband's murder, that person has been badly wounded, but I haven't taken his life," San said. "If you wish to, you can finish him off."
"San..." Marin breathed, eyes widening as San offered her a broken piece of wood with a sharp end.
"And I, who am also a Siren, the same as him," San continued. "If you cannot forgive me, then you can also..."
Marin stared at San's hand, which was trembling. After a moment, she stepped forward, setting her hand gently on San's head, smiling and running her hand over San's hair. "Silly. What are you talking about, San? It's alright. It's fine. More important than that is the fact that the inn is all destroyed. If you really are thinking about my husband, then we'd better clean this place up first. I made a promise with you didn't I? That the two of us would turn this place into the number one seaside resort."
San began to cry.
"Won't you build it with me again?" Marin smiled. "Can you help out, San?"
San nodded and Marin pulled her into a hug, San sobbing into her, holding her tightly. Damon smiled as he drove his tail down through Kanade's head, finishing him and lifting the corpse. Then, he pulled it off and retracted his tail, dropping the corpse off the side of the terrace and exhaled a stream of flames down onto the body, incinerating it into ash in seconds before turning and carefully burning the blood, feathers, and dead Mermen strewn around the deck into ash as well, leaving the terrace clean of any proof there had been a battle. Then, he and the others set about beginning to clean up, allowing Marin to continue comforting San while they began to pick up the pieces of shattered windows and broken furniture.
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