A/N: The next chapter, coming to you live from ZK Chromedragozoid!

After exiting the gym and school building, Devlin changed his mind. He couldn't go home, not yet, not until that Fangire was taken care of. To do so, he would need Danielle and Fangula's assistance.

"Come on, let's go," Devlin said as he approached the Blood Fang. Danielle stood hesitantly behind him. "What's wrong?"

"We should ask Danny for help," Danielle said, nearly pleading.

"We don't need Daniel's help," Devlin objected. "What we need is to find that Fangire quickly."

"But, Devlin-" Danielle tried to protest.

"If you won't help me, then don't interfere," he spoke harshly as he put on his helmet. He mounted the Blood Fang and kicked up the stand. He revved up the engine, letting it growl and warm up for a bit before he sped away.

"Dev, wait!" Danielle shouted but he was too far away to hear, which was doubtful since being a damphir gave him sharp hearing even through a helmet or that he did not care to listen. It was most probably the latter.

Danielle looked to the ground, her eyes in tears. Fangula rested himself on her shoulder, speaking, "There, there, child."

"I'm afraid, Fangy," Danielle said. "What if he gets hurt?"

"Listen, Danielle," Fangula spoke, trying to comfort the female half ghost. "I know what Devlin's going through."

"You do?" Danielle asked.

"When he transforms, he and I share a bond," Fangula explained. "He's upset, feeling guilt over not being able to save a girl last night and letting a Fangire get away."

Richard sat on his bed, icing the bruises given to him by the Fangire. He thought about the recent events that happened to him. That fight had been a close call. He now knew what his dad meant by honing his skills. His skills with the whip were great, but he needed something else to give him an edge.

He let his mind wander even more, thinking about his recent discovery about his new friends, Danielle and Devlin. What should he do? Tell them what he saw or just keep it a secret?

It was a hard choice to make. Well, did they know who he was? Did they see the whip? They'll probably ask him about it. What kind of answer could he give them?

"Oh, hey guys. You ready for that English test today? Oh, did I mention that I come from a very long line of vampire hunters?" He said to himself sarcastically. "Yeah, that'll go over well."

Richard decided that he better keep quiet about the secret identity thing for now. There was still the matter at hand about what he could use when the whip wasn't available. He picked up a pencil he left lying on the floor and threw it towards the wall. The pencil made a direct hit with enough force to make it stick into the wall. Witnessing this and blinking, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.

After a few rings there was an answer. "Hey, Dad," Richard greeted. "I was just wondering if you still had all those silver throwing knives."

After hearing his father's reply, Richard wore a wide grin on his face. "Awesome, I'll be waiting."

Devlin sped down the streets on the Blood Fang, not taking his mind off his goal. He'd lost focus, only for a second, and allowed a Fangire to get away.

No…it was actually two. That Salamander Fangire was still out there, probably doing who knows what to innocent women.

'I'm not going to let anyone else get hurt ever again,' Devlin swore to himself in his mind.

Devlin accelerated and attempted to seek out the Fangire. How hard was it to find one demonic vampire that looked like a moth?

The Moth Fangire was able to elude Devlin as she went on the run, retreating onto the top of a building. Her appearance shimmered away as she was revealed in her human form. She was dressed in a brown and orange striped shirt with denim overalls. She appeared to be 15 years of age but since Fangire's didn't physically age, her true age was undetermined. She wore a beret on her head, glasses over her eyes and her hair was long and flowing brown color. She also had freckles on her face.

She caught her breath as she sat down on the roof, reflecting on a memory.

Sandra was a wallflower with little friends and no fashion taste, at least according to the Popular Girls in her class. She often wished she could be as pretty as them but she didn't have the money for it.

Well…until Devlin Amakusa came along.

At first people viewed Devlin as a weirdo but then he began to earn a reputation. He boasted that he could make ANY woman beautiful with his makeup and skill. Sandra, thinking she had nothing to lose, decided to try it for herself.

The results were miraculous. After the session, she barely recognized herself. He had made her beautiful and that had made her fall for him.

She often watched him, from afar, admiring him even in class. She would stay after school ended to listen to him play the violin. Once, she even caught him playing in a garden and watched as the flowers bloomed in response to his music. She loved him, with all her heart…

…And despised him just as much. Because, no matter how much she loved him, he would never love her back. He was already in love with Danielle Fenton.

Sandra had always been a Fangire. She didn't know how long but she knew she was different. She had no parents but was able to live alone. Nobody really cared. She thought Devlin cared but he only saw her as a client, despite complimenting on her beauty.

He would pay…he would pay for breaking her heart. All men would pay!

Tamashii was driving around, looking for some sign of a Fangire. Unfortunately, he couldn't find anything. It didn't matter which Fangire; he was angry and needed to vent. One of his best friends, and probably one of his only friends, was in the hospital because of the Salamander Fangire, Ryuzaki. Tamashii believed it was all his fault. If Chiaki had never gotten involved with him, she never would have been pulled into his war.

He revved up his bike and sped up. "Ryuzaki… I'm going to make you suffer." He then sped off. "All of you, you'll all suffer."

Danielle landed in her Phantom form in front of the gates of the large mansion before shifting back to human form. The construction crew was not around. Good. That was how Fangula wanted it. Most probably Topper had sent them away.

"Hey, I know this place," Danielle said as she looked at the building. "What are we doing here?"

Fangula, flapping his wings next to her, spoke, "To meet some people who may be able to help. Follow me." Fangula flew towards the door. Realizing that she didn't have much of a choice in the matter, she followed him. Fangula tapped the Marley Knocker on one of the doors.

"No one lives here," Danielle reminded. It had been empty for as long as she could tell. She was quickly proven wrong when she saw the door open.

"Until now," Fangula smirked as Francis opened the door. Danielle had to look up to see the guy's face. She hadn't seen someone as tall as this butler person before. The football players at school only came close.

"Yes?" Francis asked.

"Uh…" Danielle stuttered, nervously. As gentle as Francis' eyes were, his size made him raher intimidating. Fangula wasn't affected by this as he flew up to talk to Francis, face to face.

"Francis, we're going to be needing some help. My partner is going after a Fangire, alone!"

Francis nodded and opened the door wider, "Come right in."

Danielle, still feeling intimidated by Francis, entered the mansion, before the door closed.

Devlin stopped his bike in front of Café Mal d'Amour. After an hour of searching, he was feeling exhausted. Maybe it was battle fatigue. Though he was focused on finding the Moth Fangire, he knew he needed to rest before continuing his pursuit. Removing his helmet and holding it under his arm, he pushed the door open.

"Welcome to Café Mal-Oh, it's you," Seras said, as she began to greet him. The café had customers, as opposed to when he had first come here with Seras and Danielle. "Wanna take a seat at your usual table?" she asked. He didn't answer and went towards the bar. "O…kay…"

"Give me a coffee, a strong one," Devlin said as he stood at the bar, "Now."

"Sure thing, kid," answered Bunshichi, working the bar. He poured him a cup of black coffee, "Might wanna keep that attitude in check though."

Devlin didn't give a polite response. Rather, he grabbed the cup in his hand and downed the entire thing. He stuck out his tongue in disgust from the taste but paid for the drink anyway. He then left the place after Bunshichi said, "Thanks, come again." Devlin walked through the door. "OK, did the temperature go down while he was in here or what?"

"I don't know," Seras responded, watching as Devlin sped away. Devlin had been acting strangely all day and now he was acting even weirder. Well, not as much as Tamashii. Before Devlin had come in Tamashii had gone out Fangire hunting. Why did she have to know weird guys?

The chamber doors opened as Francis pushed, allowing Danielle and Fangula entrance. There was Lobo, sitting on one of the chairs as Gillian was mixing another batch of coffee for the impulsive assistant caretaker of the mansion.

"Danielle, I'd like you to meet Lobo and Gillian," Fangula introduced. Lobo grunted in response, rudely, while Gillian politely curtseyed. Danielle blinked and turned towards Fangula for answer.

"OK, just who are they?" Danielle asked.

"It's quite a long story," Fangula sighed. "But to make a long story short, they are my servants." He then directed a question towards his servant, "Which reminds me, where is Topper?"

Francis shook his head, Gillian shrugged and Lobo snorted.

"He did not say, My Lord," Francis answered.

"He just went out," Gillian stated, "Without a word."

"Don't know, don't care," Lobo said uncaringly. "The longer I don't see him, the better."

Fangula sighed. "Always the mysterious one, that Top Hat."

"Who's Topper?" Danielle asked.

The three servants exchanged glances, not knowing (or caring in Lobo's case) how to answer. Luckily, Fangula filled her in, "Well, Topper is…let's just say that even I haven't been able to figure him out yet."

"He's a pain in the ass if you ask me," Lobo growled.

"There are guests and ladies present," Francis spoke sternly. "Please refrain from using foul language."

Danielle watched in some surprise as Lobo sighed and grunted what sounded like an apology. She had met ghosts who had the same attitude as Lobo and they only bowed down to others who were stronger than themselves. Francis didn't seem intimidating now that she got to know him a little, but was he really stronger than this wild-looking man?

Devlin pulled over in front of the park and removed his helmet. He had been searching for hours but the Blood Rose had not picked up on the Fangire. Just where was it?

Meanwhile, at Lake Eerie, where Danny, Devlin and Jack had gone fishing a while back, a young fisherman was setting up his camp. A boat was waiting for him and he wanted to see what he would catch. Unfortunately, he wouldn't be the one doing the catching. Instead, he'd be the one caught instead as a brown and orange blur grabbed him out of nowhere. He let out a scream that was slowly silenced…slowly…and no one was around to hear.

"I'm going to look for him," Danielle said firmly, eyes narrowed. "I don't care what he said. Devlin needs me, whether he knows it or not."

"I'm coming with you," Fangula said.

"You want my advice?" asked Lobo out of the blue, catching everyone's attention.

"What is it, Lobo?" asked Fangula. The wild-looking man smiled slightly as he stood up and walked over to Danielle.

"I can hear that violin of his," Lobo answered. "The wind is blowing over the strings and it's making a faint noise, almost too faint to hear even for one like me. You can use the Lord to find him."

"Of course!" Fangula cried. "He does have the Blood Rose! If we get close enough then I can hear him."

"That's great!" Danielle smiled. "Let's go!"

Devlin was still driving when he heard the strings of the Blood Rose beginning to vibrate and give off their tone.

"Found you," Devlin frowned as he gunned the engine of the Blood Fang. It was time to complete his hunt.

Danielle was beginning to leave on her search when Fangula began to panic and flap into the air.

"Hey!" she cried. "Where are you going?!"

"A Fangire!" Fangula shouted as he flew out the window.

"Wait for me!" Danielle cried as she dashed forward. "I'm going ghost!"

The three servants watched in interest as Danielle changed into her ghost form before them. Francis seemed genuinely interested in the odd change. Lobo just tried to play it down but even he hadn't seen changes that extreme since his master donned the armor ages ago. Gillian just seemed to analyze the change before shrugging and heading back to her activities.

Devlin's Blood Fang roared down the road as he raced in the direction the Fangire was. The Blood Rose was getting louder and he knew he was going the right way.

"Devlin!" a familiar voice cried out.

The young dhampir dared to look back slightly and noticed his partner Fangula flapping after him.

"You're running late," Devlin commented.

"Well if you used the whistle I gave you then I would have been here sooner," Fangula retorted sourly. He hated flying long distances in his metal body.

Devlin remained silent as Fangula landed on his shoulder. Despite his cold attitude for the moment, Devlin was happy for his presence. There was no way he could beat the Fangires on his own, even if he used his Orphenoch form.

The Moth Fangire sunk her long proboscis into the man's neck before she began to suck in his life energy. She savored the flavor slowly as the man's color vanished from his body, leaving a transparent shell behind. She then let the body fall to the sandy floor of the beach. She heard the growl of a motorcycle engine before turning around to see Devlin removing his helmet. She was surprised to see her primary target had appeared. Now she could get her revenge.

Devlin dismounted from his bike and grabbed Fangula before pressing the sealed vampire onto his arm. His Orphenoch markings appeared on his skin and the ghostly chains wrapped around his waist, materializing the blood red Fang Belt. The Fang belt now housed 6 whistles, in slots positioned on both sides of the belt, three on each side.

"Henshin!" Devlin called out as he attached Fangula to his belt, hanging upside down from the perch. "Wake Up!" the duo called out before the chains exploded from the belt and wrapped around his body. He charged at the Fangire as the transformation was taking place and when it was finished he had started his attack.

The Moth Fangire was momentarily surprised by this but pushed the feeling aside. Hissing, she then took a swipe at him only for him to duck before he swung his left fist up and delivered an uppercut to her chin. He then gave her face right hook before hurling a barrage of punches into her chest. He finished off the barrage of punches with a powerful forward punch that sent the Fangire flying and into the sandy floor. A cloud of sand was kicked up as Fang advanced towards the Fangire before stopping, stunned.

In the place of the Moth Fangire was Sandra.

Shocked, Fang's armor automatically unraveled itself in reaction. He then watched, keeping his distance, as Sandra got back to her feet. He asked her only this, "Why?"

"Devlin…" she spoke as she stood with a deep and sad frown on her face. "Remember the day we first met?"

Devlin nodded. In fact he did.

Flashback…

After being relentlessly teased by the popular girls, Sandra broke down crying and ran away. She wanted to be alone. As a Fangire, such behavior would be unbecoming but she was still human, so to speak.

The popular girls had called her ugly. Well, the freckles and glasses did get in the way but she wasn't ugly. Unfortunately, she was so sure after the teasing. She wanted to get back at them so she started to turn into her Fangire form. That was when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and saw Devlin, smiling.

"Excuse me," he said, "but you seem to be in distress? Care to tell me why?"

Sandra frowned. "What do you care?"

Devlin smiled charmingly, causing Sandra to blush "Because, I cannot stand to see a beautiful flower weep." He took her hand and kissed it. "Devlin Amakusa, at your service."

Sandra's blush deepened at the kiss to her hand. No boy had ever given her the time of day. But now, this guy, he was complimenting her and charming her.

"So, I think I can think of a way to cheer you up. Would you mind if I do your makeup?" Devlin opened up his makeup case. "Shall we begin?"

Sandra sat down on the floor across from him as he began his work. In short minutes he was done and he held up a mirror to her. "What do you think?"

…End Flashback

"You made me the most beauitful girl at school that day," she told him

"I see…" Devlin nodded, understanding what was going on.

"Ever since that day, I was in love with you," Sandra confessed, "And I've watched you."

Flashback…

Devlin stood in a greenhouse, playing his violin in the centre of the flowers. Sandra was spying on him throughout his performance. She felt like he was playing for her and the flowers appeared to bloom due to the music he was creating. She watched as her crush played his instrument, playing with all his heart and soul. It was the type of music that soothed the soul.

…End Flashback

Sandra growled, "But…no matter how much I loved you…you never loved me back."

Devlin frowned. He had broken this girl's heart. Despite her being a Fangire, he felt sympathetic. "I'm…sorry…"

"SORRY IS NOT ENOUGH!" she roared before she changed into the Moth Fangire and ran at him. She kicked him hard in the chest, sending him reeling. She grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up so she could punch him in the stomach, three times. Devlin grunted in pain, accepting his punishment for breaking this Fangire's heart. She then started to strangle him.

"I shall not let you!" Fangula cried out before flying towards Devlin. In an instant, the chains wrapped around him before shattering, changing Devlin into his Rider form known as Fang. Fang pulled the hand grasping his throat away before dealing a punch to the Moth Fangire's chest, sending her staggering back. She then countered by spraying him with her explosive powder, causing sparks to erupt off his armor. She then summoned up a sword and slashed at him repeatedly. She was vicious in her attack before she kicked him in the chest, sending him rolling down the sand dune both of them were on. Fang grasped the sand between his fingers as he pushed himself up. He was on his knees and groaning in pain. The Fangire was slowly advancing on the vampiric Rider.

"This is bad!" Fangula cried out, "Better call for reinforcements!" Since Fang was in no position to draw out one of his whistles, Fangula had to do it for him. One of the whistles floated out of its slot. This whistle was designed to resemble a blue wolf. Fangula used his power to draw the whistle closer and position itself between Fangula's 'lips' before he blew.

The tune of the whistle was silent to all, except for one person.

Lobo was sitting in his chair reading the evening paper when his ears caught the sound of the Savage Whistle. He dropped his paper to the floor and grinned like a predator. "So, it looks like it's my time now." He dashed out of his chair and kneeled down on the floor. He slashed the floor with his right hand, causing blue electricity to crackle from his fingertips. He let out a feral growl and a blue aura began to shape around him, taking the form of a ghostly werewolf before he leapt up and his body shrunk into blue light. As the light dimmed a little, a small wolfish statuette floated in Lobo's place before it flew straight out of the mansion, through the open window.

Danielle was flying through the air trying to reach Devlin's location when a small streak of light flew past her. She was shocked but then her gut told her to follow the blue streak of light. Maybe it would lead her towards Devlin. She just hoped that the feeling of savagery she felt from it didn't mean trouble for her boyfriend.

Fang saw the blue light racing towards him and at Fangula's urging through their link, reached up towards it with his left hand. The blue light then fell into his hand and then died down to reveal the statuette.

"Hello, kid," the statuette spoke gruffly. Fang easily recognized the voice coming from it.

"Lobo?" Fang asked in confusion.

"Explanations later!" the statuette, Lobo, snarled. "Right now we have a Fangire to deal with so I'm lending you my power!"

The statuette then began to unfold. A wolf's head flipped up to form the guard as the blade unfolded. The blade was asymmetrical. It was not straight like a rapier or curved like saber. It was wavy like a Kris. Blue chains wrapped around Fang's left arm and shoulder before shattering, revealing that his entire left arm armor had turned cobalt blue and that his skull-shaped shoulder guard had changed, resembling a wolf's paw with the claws out. The same chains then wrapped around his torso armor and then shattered. The chest plate was now cobalt blue as well with white claw-like markings on the sides. As the Savage Saber's spirit started to infuse with him, Fang's visor also began to shimmer before it changed color from red to blue as Fangula's eyes also changed into the same color.

As the golden light died down around him, Fang stood in his new form…Savage Form.

Danielle had landed just in time to see the change and was shocked but not as shocked as she would be when Fang, in his new form, showed off what he could do.

Gripping the Savage Saber tightly, Fang reared his head back and howled into the air. He then crouched down on one knee, with his right arm pointed down and fingers gripping the sand as he rested the Savage Saber on his shoulder. The Moth Fangire stared warily at Fang, pointing her sword at him. Fang growled as he focused his eyes on the Fangire before they both charged at each other. The Moth Fangire slashed down with her sword but it was parried by Fang who then elbowed her in the chest. He then slashed her repeatedly in the chest, sending sparks flying. It was ferocious! He was like some sort of wild beast as he savagely attacked the Moth Fangire. The Moth Fangire sprayed her powder at him but Fang leapt backwards and did a flip before landing on a nearby sand dune.

Fang aimed the wolf head-shaped guard of his Savage Saber at the Moth Fangire and the wolf's head released a loud howl, which turned into a shockwave that slammed into the Moth Fangire and sent her falling before she dragged across the sand.

"Alright, kid," Lobo's voice growled from the saber. "Time to finish it off! Put my blade near the Lord's mouth," Lobo instructed.

"Now! Do it!" Fangula commanded before Fang placed the blade of the Savage Saber in front of Fangula. Fangula bit down on the blade, charging it up with shining blue energy, "Savage Bite!"

Fang then gripped the Savage Saber in both hands as the sky darkened, the only source of light being a full moon. His mouthguard actually split open so that he could put the sword handle between the 'jaws'. He growled as he stared straight at the Moth Fangire before he crouched down and then charged straight at her.

"SAVAGE HOWLING SLASH!!"

He finally leapt into the air and twisted his body before dropping down on his target, slashing her straight down the middle. The large ghostly image of a werewolf's face appeared for just a second before the Fangire unleashed a screech. Fang gave the Fangire one last sad look before her body shattered like glass, her soul floating into the air as a result. Fangula detached himself from the belt and flew at the soul, swallowing it, before flying back towards Fang and spitting out an amber colored stone into his partner's hand.

"You regretted doing that, didn't you?" Fangula asked. Fang only gave a grunt, Lobo's mentality still affecting him as the sky cleared.

Just outside of the battle, Tamashii was watching with great interest. He had arrived just in time to see Fang change his form. "So, the vampire can change form as well. Interesting…" Tamashii then activated his Ryuugan, watching the battle again from the very beginning, with the exception of Fang's face. It was a mystery to him. Normally his Ryuugan could see anything. Then why couldn't he see Fang's face? He grasped his head. His Ryuugan was going out of control.

Elsewhere…

Three figures stood in the darkness. One was a very muscular man, while the other was a petite looking female. The third was obvious, given his fiery green eyes. "Ryuzaki," began the male figure, "Why did you attack their weakest member? There is no honor in it."

"What can I say, she was sitting there, and just looked so delicious," Ryuzaki licked his lips.

"You sicken me," said the female. "The fact that father hasn't killed you yet surprises me."

"Ah, don't be like that, Emi-chan," said Ryuzaki in mock hurt. "Well, as much as I would love to argue with you two, I have work to do. So have fun, I know I will."

"I hate that man," said Emi, the female.

"We both do. If he ever betrays us, I will gladly kill him. And the same goes for you."

"And what about this other who's hunting our kind?" asked Emi. Lately, she had heard rumors about a mysterious armored figure defeating Fangires.

"We deal with it like we deal with all obstacles."

Tamashii's Ryuugan deactivated. He was panting heavily. "Damn, Ryuzaki's gonna be back out on the streets now. Better get ready. 'Cause if Ryuzaki heads out, Fang will be sure to be there, and that's when I'll finally see who he is." Tamashii then drove away from the scene. He had planning to do.

Fang turned to see Danielle, stunned and still in her ghost form. He remembered treating her badly before and he felt really guilty about it. Fangula detached from the belt and the Savage Saber flew back towards the mansion as the chains wrapped around Fang's body before unraveling, changing him back to his human form.

He approached the ghost girl and looked deeply into her eyes. He uttered, "I'm sorry, Danielle, about before. I shouldn't have acted so cold."

Danielle's frown slowly began to turn into a smile. She hugged him and whispered, "I'm glad you're okay."

"Come on, we should be going home. It's getting late," Devlin said as he took her hand.

"Can't we…enjoy the sunset for a little bit?" Danielle asked. Danielle turned to see the sun setting near the horizon, casting the sky in an orange glow as well as an ethereal light over the water.

"Amazing…" Devlin said as he gazed at the setting sun.

"It is," Danielle nodded. She had seen many sunsets before but never had as many chances to actually enjoy them with anyone. Devlin was often always busy so they didn't get to watch a sunset or a sunrise.

Devlin removed his vest and set it on the sand so that Danielle wouldn't get her pants dirty from the sand as she sat down on it. He went over to the bike and took his violin, the Blood Rose, before returning to Danielle. He faced her, the setting sun behind him as he began to play a song on his violin. The song matched the atmosphere perfectly and the rays of the setting sun gave Devlin a halo of light around him as he played, the bow stroking the strings on the violin slowly and smoothly, allowing a sweet melody to escape them.

Danielle sighed, watching. He was always so calm when he played the violin. It helped him relax. This was his form of meditation; relieving him of stress. Fangula smiled and flew away, leaving the couple alone. This was a private concert and for Danielle's ears only.

Meanwhile, Vlad was in the study of his castle. After listening to a report from one of his spies, Vlad grew even more curious about Fang. The armored man could change his form and wield weapons. Such an ability could be considered dangerous. After being so rudely shrugged off as nothing by the armored man, Vlad was determined to find out who he was. Maybe he could set something up to make him look like an enemy and have Danny fight him, eliminating at least one of them.

Ever since Danny had joined Smart Brain, he had backup on hand. Despite Valerie leaving and Ryan and Ember continuing their music career, Vlad still found it difficult to continue with his plans. He had attempted to become mayor of Amity Park by rigging the election through overshadowing the voters, but his plans were unfortunately derailed as Smart Brain got in the way and ruined everything. There was a new mayor in office and it wasn't him!

Maybe he could do what he did a year ago and set something up. Maybe a reward for the capture of the armored man. That could draw him out into the open and maybe have him seen as a threat. It worked for Danny, maybe the same could be done to him as well. With the multiple ghost attacks happening in Amity Park, though thwarted by Danny and his team, many people would draw the mistaken conclusion that Fang was a ghost as well. It could work in Vlad's favor.

Just one call to the Guys in White and things could be set up. Unfortunately, he had little confidence in them now. They had attempted to destroy the Ghost Zone using a missile they had aimed at the Fenton Portal after buying the Fenton's' home from them. Also, they had once captured Danny but Smart Brain had gotten involved and rescued him. Things didn't look too good for the antagonistic halfa.

Jack and Maddie hated him, but he could still live with that…or so he thought. Lately, he'd missed the times when they had been close friends, even when Vlad had plotted to kill Jack and take Maddie for himself. Was that guilt? No, he was too strong to feel guilty about everything. He deserved Maddie, even if he had to brainwash her to make her realize that he was the better choice and that Jack was an overweighed buffoon, a bumbling idiot…that had stolen Maddie's heart and they had two children together.

Vlad wanted that; a family to call his own. Despite all the money in the world, the servants and all his Packers memorabilia…he was still a lonely old man.

That would change soon and he swore on it!

A black limousine stopped in front of the gates of the mansion. The construction crew had done their work and the estate actually looked livable now. The grass had been cut and dead plants had been uprooted to give the lawn a more clear appearance. The mansion looked large and imposing, added with the gargoyles that sat around the roof, looking like watchdogs as they stood guard. They were like demonic guardians, keeping those who lived here safe. At the very top of the roof was a weather vein.

Devlin, Miriam and Walter all stepped out of the mansion. Danielle had also come along too to help them move in. She hadn't told Danny about this yet. She wanted to keep it a surprise. Behind the limousine was a moving van with all their luggage and stuff from the apartment. The mansion had a lot of space for them.

"Reminds me of the Amakusa Mansion," Walter smiled as he looked up at the mansion. The gates had vines creeping all over them.

"Yes, it does, doesn't it?" Miriam agreed with a nod. Such a huge mansion would require a lot of constant cleaning. She had heard about the other servants living in the mansion and wanted to meet them.

Fangula landed on Devlin's shoulder and grinned, "So, what do you think?"

"It's a nice surprise," Devlin admitted. "It took awhile to move everything but I think this could be very worth it." There was a large basement under the mansion, perfect for potion brewing. It was the ideal place. Also, there was a room he could use as a makeup studio and various other empty chambers yet to be explored.

"So, why don't you make it official?" Danielle urged, smiling at him. Nodding, Devlin stood in front of the gates and spread out his arms.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Devlin announced as the gates opened, "Welcome to Fang Manor."

A/N: And thus the latest chap is finished. I'd like to thank Ten-Faced Paladin, Shadow Element 13 and Zombi 138 for their wonderful additions.