You know, Tsukune always gets pounded in the stories, so I think its about time that Moka gets some of that =P For all of you that hate so see Moka beaten...sorry. And yes, I realize that Daiko is an asshole xD

The Broken Seal

Chapter 4:

Daiko stood there, shocked for a moment, as a mixture of vampire blood and saliva dribbled down his nose. he took one finger, swabbed a sample, and stuck it into his mouth. "It tastes delicious," he murmured. "You know, your blood wouldn't be pouring from your body right now if you had just done what I asked," he muttered in a dangerous tone.

Moka didn't reply. She couldn't. It took so much effort just to talk, as she just did. She could only glare at Daiko through blazing eyes and hope that she didn't look nearly as weak as she felt.

"Now let me tell you something, bitch," Daiko hissed. "No one...I repeat, NO ONE talks to me like that." He spread out his fingers and blazing bolts of electricity coated each one. "Let's see how long you will last!" he snarled. He brought his hand down in front of him as a jagged streak of blue light blasted from the tips of his fingers. The bolt of lightning embedded itself into Moka's solar plexus and then made its way out the other side of her body. Blood exploded where the lighting made its exit.

She couldn't take it anymore. Moka let out a gasp of pain. It was merely a gasp, but it was enough to encourage Daiko.

"All of this is your own fault! You are hurt because of your own weakness!...And you know what your weakness is?" Daiko lowered his voice. "Those people you call your friends." He laughed cruelly as Moka's eyes widened.

"Shut...up..." she rasped.

"Oh, you know its true!" Daiko cackled. "Think about it, girl. If you had no friends, that threat I made about setting bombs around the school would have been empty. However, once you heard that your "friends" might be in danger, you automatically gave yourself up to me! Without a second thought! A real, honorable vampire would never have done such an abominable thing!" He sent another bolt of electricity crashing into Moka's body. A small cry of pain escaped her lips and Daiko laughed.

"...Damn...youu..." Moka wheezed. 'Don't listen to this man,' she told herself.

"You friends pull you down!" Daiko hollered, sending half a dozen more strikes to Moka's torso.

She was completely dazed from pain by now. The lightning shocks scorched her skin, drew blood wherever they went, and sent unbelievable stabs throughout her whole body that left it sore, tender, and throbbing. Through all of her anguish, Moka had one thought. 'Daiko is right.'

Moka shut her eyes tightly, groaning as Daiko continued his assault upon her battered body. She willed herself not to scream. That was the only way to preserve her dignity at this point. Her back teeth grinded until she was sure nothing was left of her molars. 'Daiko is right. How could I be so stupid? If it weren't for my friends I would not be in such a situation. If I was alone, like I used to be...I wouldn't be suffering like this right now..."

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"What is this place?" Kurumu marvelled. She, Tsukune, Mizore, and Yukari were standing in front of a large metal dome.

"Well that dragon sure did leave a hell of a trail," Mizore said quietly. Sure enough, that dragon that they had followed left a trail of black smoke for miles, and even when they had already arrived, the wind had not yet carried away the trail.

"Moka's in there somewhere," Tsukune muttered. He gently cradled Moka's silver rosary in his hands. 'I must get her back.' He ducked behind some bushes as the four of them made their way toward the front entrance. Two guards dressed in pitch black crowded the door.

"Who's there?" they growled.

"Leave them to me," Mizore whispered. She leaped out of nowhere and dealt the guards two neatly cleaved ice shards. Each one of them landed with a thunk in the guards' chests, and they fell down dead. "That was way too easy." She sucked on a green apple lollipop.

"Let's go!" Tsukune ordered. They emerged from the secluded plants and bolted through the door.

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The chains around Moka's wrists crackled as they continued sapping away her energy. Daiko's beating had mellowed out after a while, leaving her just a couple minutes to rest and assess just how much she was hurt.

And it was pretty bad.

Moka's ragged and torn clothing clung onto her in scraps. She was drenched in blood, and bits of it would drip from the tips of her stained silver hair. Moka watched as a large puddle of red accumulated under her, growing and growing by the minute. Her body throbbed with agonizing pain, even a slight movement made it ten times as worse. Moka took small, cautious breaths, which still strained her broken ribs.

'It's alright,' she thought vaguely. 'I could heal from these wounds in about a week...maybe less...' before she knew it her eyes drifted shut and she slipped into unconsciousness.

Moka wasn't sure how much time had passed, but when she groaned and woke up, Daiko was gripping her face roughly. "It's not time to sleep yet, honey." Apparently she hadn't been unconscious for that long.

"Would you like to rethink some things?" Daiko coaxed. "Maybe you would like to give me some of your blood now...that is...if you have any left!" he guffawed.

"I've already gone this far," Moka wheezed. She absolutely despised how weak she sounded at the moment. "I won't turn back now."

Daiko released her jaw and crossed his arms. "Well then it seems that I'm not done with you!"

"OH YES YOU ARE!" a voice shouted.

Daiko froze and whipped his head to where the sound came from.

Tsukune, Kurumu, Mizore, and Yukari, in a blaze of glory, barged through the door. Kurumu and Mizore slashed, hacked, kicked, punched, and sent flying ice shards at all of the black-hooded men standing around.

Tsukune blindly charged at Daiko, curling his hands into a fist.

"Be careful, Tsukune!" Kurumu shouted.

Daiko gave a wicked sneer and ducked out of the way, slamming Tsukune onto the ground with his elbow. Tsukune slid on his stomach on the smooth floor, cursing. He lifted his hands to feel his sore back when he noticed that they were splattered in blood.

'But...how...?' Tsukune wondered in alarm. 'Am I bleeding...?' He realized that he was lying in a very frightening, enormous pool of blood. 'It's not my blood...' he realized, an icy chill settling inside of his core. Just then, a couple drops of blood landed on his cheek. Horrified, Tsukune craned his head to see Moka, chained and hanging like a rag doll. She looked absolutely mortifying. She was laden with ghastly wounds of cuts and burns. Dark blood was painted all over her.

"M-Moka...?" he whispered. He met her slitted pupils and saw that surprise was all over her marked and crimson-streaked face. And then that surprise turned into...anger?

"Just what...the hell...are you doing here?" she rasped.

Tsukune quickly got off the ground and saw that his whole front was drenched with Moka's blood. Just what had Daiko put Moka through? It was his turn to be outraged. He wasn't even going to ask Moka if she was alright; it was plain that she was far from it.

"Kurumu..." Mizore called. "Grab Moka and get out of here! The rest of us will handle this Daiko guy."

"Got it!" Kurumu shouted back. "After I take her to safety I'll be sure to come back and help you."

Using her long, elegant and sharp claws, Kurumu slashed at the chains. They didn't budge. 'They must be something special,' she concluded. Kurumu's eyes darted around until she found a control panel. Smirking, Kurumu flapped her wings and charged at the panel at the speed of light. The buttons and cords buckled, snapped, and exploded in a ball of fire. The green chains holding Moka lost their power and turned into dull gray ones.

Moka sighed weakly with relief when she felt that her power was no longer being drained. Now she could finally start healing.

Kurumu swiftly slashed the chains binding Moka and caught the vampire as she fell to the ground. "I've got you. Let's get outta here."

Moka's mind began to grow hazy. The edges of her vision grew blurred and black. She was barely able to watch as Tsukune, Yukari, and Mizore struggled against Daiko and his followers. 'Why?' she wondered. 'Why? My friends came all this way...just to save me...damn it...' Moka's brain grew even foggier. She slumped in Kurumu's arms, weak, drained, and wounded. The succubus kicked a hole in the ceiling and the two ascended into the open night sky. 'I'm only...putting them...in...danger..."

"Holy shit, girl, you look like crap!" Kurumu remarked.

But Moka didn't hear her. She had already given up the fight to stay conscious.

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So what do you guys think? Please review and give me some feedback. I already know where I'm going to take this story, but I what can I do to make it better?

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