Greatest Demonhood

A.N.- Well, considering this chapter is already done, here it is! (it was originally intended to be part of chapter 1, but it turned out MUCH too long for all 1 chapter, at least I think so) Well anyways, enjoy ^_^

Chapter 2: Meeting the Teachers

Later that same day...

The way the demons were all arranged, you might have thought that a tank was being driven around and everyone was just trying to stay out of its way, but it was not so; Raspberyl's father went where he pleased, and when he did, all demons within a 20-foot radius of him quickly scrambled away, much to his amusement. While he was busy vandalising school property by drawing a picture of himself on the large prinny statue with his sword, a group of 10 teachers all above level 1,000 marched into the cleared circle and approached him, and suddenly the whole room, previously loud with the other parents talking about how great they were, grew absolutely silent as everyone watched a probable slaughter unfold.

As soon as the teachers breached his circle, Raspberyl's father ceased his maniacal laughter and wild slicing motions and immediately turned toward the gang of teachers with a wide smile of anticipation across his face.

"Ah, you all must be the teachers of this... fine... learning... establishment... whatever, is there any particular reason you all joined together in a mob to see me?" Raspberyl's father sneered, and everyone produced a forced laughter to avoid the risk of angering him.

The teachers were all very closely huddled together, and eventually Kotter-Sensei was pushed to the front and forced to take a few steps in front to shield the rest of the group in case he decided to attack, which seemed likely.

"We... um... we... just wanted to greet your most demonic of demon lordship to this academy..." Kotter stammered, shielding his head with his arms.

"Somehow I find that hard to believe, but I will accept this since if you were lying, I would have already killed you all; now, LINE UP!" Raspberyl's father bellowed, and immediately the teachers lined up in front of him, according to height, so of course Kotter was still the first in line, much to his fury.

"So... your name is..?"

"K... Kotter-Sensei, great lord..."

"Sensei? Is that a title or your last name?" Raspberyl's father chuckled, throwing away a cigarette and lighting a fresh one.

"It's... my last name..." Kotter said, more than a little embarassed.

"WHAT? Are you serious?" Raspberyl's father said, then he laughed so hard that Kotter and the other teachers were all knocked off of their feet, and all of them quickly scrambled back up and back to attention.

"Since you were so nice to tell me YOUR horribly embarassing name, I'll tell you mine." Raspberyl's father said once he finished laughing.

Everyone leaned in for this great moment, despite the fact that he was an all-powerful and infinitely famous demon, no one knew his real name, they just referred to him as 'that demon that did...' or just 'Raspberyl's father', so learning his real name was quite the event.

"My name is... well... actually I have a lot of names, and I ESPECIALLY have some very interesting nick-names, my favorite being Engel-essen, or something like that; I think it means... Angel-Eater. It involves a most interesting story, would you like to hear it?" Raspberyl's father called, and immediately half of the crowd around him rushed to the bathroom to throw up.

"THESE are honor students? How... unimpressive, I wonder if any of them realize I'm lying..." Raspberyl's father called, and the rest of the crowd roared with laughter. "Well anyways, I actually don't remember my birth name, so you all will just refer to me as 'oh great lord', do I make myself clear?"

"Of course, oh great lord!" Kotter exclaimed as he bowed deeply. Raspberyl's Father watched this motion, and eventually made a face of disgust at what he had seen.

"You bore me!" He yelled so loudly that again everyone fell to the ground; and quicker than anyone could see he produced a container of gasoline from seemingly nowhere, dumped it on Kotter faster than he could react, and casually tossed his almost burned out cigarette onto the poor teacher who had absolutely no time to react through the whole ordeal. Kotter burst into flames quicker than anyone could blink; in other words, to everyone present, Kotter seemed to burst into flames just after Raspberyl's Father said he was bored, further adding to his already over-inflated reputation as a demon god.

Kotter screamed incredibly loudly and stormed out, probably to the nearest large water source he could find, hopefully before he burnt to ash.

"Next?"

Mr. Redshirt, being the next tallest teacher present, was next in line; but in an effort to avoid his wrath, he threw Dr. Prinny to the front, fortunately for all present it wasn't enough force to cause the prinny teacher to explode in Raspberyl's Father's face, and he just stood at attention with only a few beads of sweat dripping down his head.

It's ok... It's ok... I can withstand anything he can dish out, I'm sure... I've got lots of practice at this... The prinny hoped mentally, on the verge of breaking down and crying in front of him.

"A prinny for a teacher? Really? Standards certainly have slipped since when I was in school, back then Prinnys were just janitors and toilet cleaners." Raspberyl's Father said, examining Dr. Prinny closely.

"Meh, a decent-enough looking teacher, I guess; you may go."

"WHAT?" Dr. Prinny exclaimed, completely in shock that he got no punishment.

"Do I need to repeat myself? I have a policy, that for every time I need to repeat myself to someone, I cut off something of the one who asked me to repeat myself, it usually helps them listen better; I wonder if a prinny's eyeballs are a gory substitute for fruit... I'm sure they're both quite juicy..." Raspberyl's Father thought aloud, then he drooled slightly in anticipation. As the great demon unsheathed his sword, the Prinny fled as fast as he could go- which was remarkably fast.

"Next!" The great demon called as he lit another cigarette.

Mr. Redshirt was forced to the front, and instead of a close examination like he did to Dr. Prinny, Raspberyl's Father just punched him in the throat as soon as he stopped walking.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?" Mr. Redshirt gasped, reeling back and clutching his neck with both hands, crying ever so slightly.

"USE YOUR INDOOR VOICE, I'M RIGHT HERE! No need to yell." Raspberyl's Father chuckled "Anyways, for future reference, if I punch you in the throat, you say 'thank you oh great lord', do I make myself clear?"

"Thank you... oh great lord..." Mr. Redshirt said through his teeth as he nonchalnatly slipped his hand into his overcoat for a knife- no way was he letting THAT go unpunished.

"Was that so hard?" Raspberyl's father said, full well knowing what Mr. Redshirt was doing but pretending like he didn't, and himself nonchalantly preparing to strike back.

"Unbearably so, maybe I'll just try something a bit easier!" Mr. Redshirt yelled, pulling the knife hidden in his jacket and charging at Raspberyl's father.

Much like Kotter, his punishment came quicker than one could blink- first the knife he was holding disappeared, then deep lacerations simply appeared all over his body, then the knife he was previously holding seemed to find its own way into Mr. Redshirt's own skull, then he exploded into flames most spectacularly to top it all off. While the ending was the same, this time to ingnite the teacher in front of him, it almost seemed as if fireworks were used, which Raspberyl's Father probably used rather than wasting his freshly-lit cigarette.

As Mr. Redshirt ran screaming away in agony, Raspberyl's father calmly and with a bored expression on his face summoned the next teacher, Mr. Kotaro the heavy knight.

"Well don't you look all spiffy in your formal suit of armor?" Raspberyl's father said about as closely to respect as he could come, all lies anyways as it was the same suit of armor Mr. Kotaro always wore.

"Um... Thank you oh great lord?" Mr. Kotaro figured it was best to just repeat what the great demon said he should say, which apparantly worked because he just laughed rather than got mad.

"How strong is that armor? Do you mind..?"

"Ummmm... no?" Mr. Kotaro said, not really knowing what was being implied.

Raspberyl's father punched him in the stomach directly into the armor plating with his left hand, effectively knocking Mr. Kotaro flat on his back and unable to get up, mostly due to the great weight of his armor, but also partly due to the fact that he was in such great pain that he dare not stand up and risk another punch.

"Sure enough, that armor HAS to be made of something harder than... chalk- I'm certain of it! Would I be right in that assumption?" Raspberyl's father asked as he nonchalantly wiped the blood off of his hand.

"It.. My armor... *cough* it is... harder than chalk... *cough*" Mr. Kotaro managed to gasp out as he somehow managed the strength to stagger to his feet.

"Back for more? Impressive! Maybe I should use my right hand-"

"NO!" Mr. Kotaro screamed as he sprinted away as fast as he could, tripping about 3 feet from his starting point on a flat floor, he proceeded to crawl away as fast as his combined 4 limbs could carry him.

"Oh? That's a disappointment- NEXT!"

As the line of teachers in front of Raspberyl's father got shorter, the line of teachers in front of the Nurse's Office got longer, almost at the same rate since nearly all of the teachers got some sort of physical damage done, save for the lucky teachers that were allowed to leave without some sort of traumatic injury, which, in total, was 3 teachers out of the 48 that showed up. Excluding Dr. Prinny, there was Mr. Kaibeara, whom Raspberyl's Father simply could not find a creative way to hurt him within the few seconds he thought about it, being just a gelatinous blob, so he was allowed to leave without incident, though disappointing Raspberyl's Father at his "lack of a spine to rip out and beat him repeatedly with".

And then there was Mr. Champloo, the final teacher to meet with Raspberyl's Father; although he was taller than most of the other teachers, Mr. Champloo had to walk from the Home Ec. room, which was quite far away, and thus he arrived late and had to stand at the back of the line- or perhaps his arriving late was planned, no one quite knew. Once Mr. Champloo did reach the front, no words were spoken, even the murmuring from the crowd was silenced at the great demon's command.

"And so, here you are." Mr. Champloo said simply.

"How nice, you spared me that annoying food-talk, did you get that fixed?"

"It doesn't seem fitting to the situation." Mr. Champloo said simply.

"Really? You broke your damn annoying habit for me? You must've cooked a funny dish for your own breakfast, the old you would've never done such a thing, his love of cooking was far too great to break his ways even in the face of certain demise."

"Well if you are unsatisfied with this dish, I'm sure I can quickly prepare an old specialty for just such an occasion as this!"

"Now I don't feel as uncomfortable, so I don't think I'll break each of your fingers off and dump you into a pot of boiling oil; so on to more pressing matters- how do you do, old... enemy, perhaps..? Or were we friends? Or was it somewhere in between at 'Rival'?"

"The spice of friendship is much sweeter to taste than opposition- 'old friend' will do; and to answer your question, I have tasted better meals than today's school lunch."

"Oh? Does that mean... Is... he... alright?"

"Perhaps you should see for yourself"

"Something tells me that he isn't quite as... chipper as he once was, what happened?"

"That isn't for me to say, I think; I think he would be better suited to tell you."

"Well, assuming we are both talking about the same overlord, then as long as he can speak, I suppose he could be worse off, huh? lead me to him, he IS half the reason I came, after all."

"Then we should move hastily before the food left on the stove burns!" Mr. Champloo said, motioning for Raspberyl's Father to the hallway toward the dean's office.

"... I think that means I should hurry..." Raspberyl's Father murmured to himself as he started down the hallway, just behind Mr. Champloo and followed by the massive crowd of various demons.

A.N.- Aaaaand that's all for now! I'll have more later, but for now I gotta finish my other reeeeally long fic, Mother Malice; so enjoy this for now, because it's gonna stay just these 2 chapters for a while- sorry people T_T