ZK Chromedragozoid: Well, you've seen two Riders fighting against one another. Let's see them work together.
The soft body had let itself rest on top of Devlin. He could feel the weight and soft warmth radiating from the body pressed up against him. It was definitely female from the fleshy globes that were squishing against his chest.
"Devlin," a sensual voice whispered in his ear. "I'm so glad you're alive."
Soft lips explored his own in a passionate kiss. He let his hands rest on the bare hips of the person lying on top of him. More passionate kisses were shared between the two.
"I don't want to risk losing you again," the female whispered, her black hair draping across her face.
"You don't have to Danielle," Devlin replied, holding the woman he loved.
"I can't be sure of that!" Danielle moaned sadly. "I want to show you how much I love you."
She leaned back and let Devlin take in her form. Her body glistened in the low light as she revealed herself.
"Take me," she whispered.
"WARGH!!" Devlin scream as he suddenly shot out of bed, eye wide and fangs exposed due to his mouth being wide open. He was sweating profusely and panting repeatedly, with his heart racing. His face was red and his hair was matted against his head due to his perspiration.
He forced himself to calm down, steadying himself as he mentally willed his heard to stop pacing.
"Hey, boy," Fangula spoke as he unfolded his wings, yawning. "Why are you screaming so late at night?"
Devlin kept mum. He didn't feel like talking about his dream. He just wanted to get back to sleep. Unfortunately, the images from his dream were still fresh in his mind and he doubt he'd be getting a good night's sleep anytime soon. Also, he was currently 'pitching a tent' and going to sleep now would be uncomfortable.
He was thankful that the walls were sound proof. That would only leave anyone present in the room aside himself (Fangula) and the three Fangires (Francis, Lobo and Gillian) to hear his loud screaming.
His door suddenly swung open and a nightgown clad girl immediately stormed inside, "My Lord! I heard a noise! Are you alright?"
Devlin's gaze snapped to the intruder and found himself looking at Gillian. She was wearing an emerald green nightgown which draped across her figure in an almost sensual way. With the way the light was on behind her, the silhouette of her trim and curvy figure could be seen. Devlin had to tear his gaze back up to her face before he could speak again.
"It's nothing," he lied. "I just had a nightmare."
"I see," the female Fangire nodded. She started to get angry as she planted her hands on her hips. It made her nightgown tighten on her chest to a remarkable degree. "It's that Slayer's fault for doing that to you!"
She walked over to Devlin's bed and leaned over, letting her cleavage show, "Would you like to cuddle up with me tonight to keep the bad nightmares away?"
Devlin was actually temped to say yes. Too tempted for his liking. Gillian may have possessed the form of a teenage girl, but she was far older than he was. Despite that, she was still remarkably beautiful. Vivid thoughts of how Gillian's body would feel like pressed up against his came to mind. Her warmth would feel nice and her curves would be very nice. Better yet, perhaps if she went without clothes…
"No!" Devlin answered swiftly before his thoughts could get away from him. "Please, go back to sleep."
"Yes, My Lord," Gillian sighed sadly as she pouted and went to leave.
She walked through the door and closed it behind her. She developed a goofy grin as she leaned on the wooden surface.
"Master is becoming aroused," she cooed softly. "Lady Danielle is so lucky. I wonder if she'll let me have a turn when she's finished."
The next morning, Devlin let out a tired yawn as he left him room. Fangula was perched on his head. He was already properly dressed for school and now was heading down towards the dining room for breakfast.
Danielle had spent the night, if he remembered, and would no doubt be with the other residents of the home. He couldn't really face her right now after that dream he had. What would she think if she were to find out that he'd been having such dreams? Granted, that had been a first but still…
He entered the dining room and was suddenly glomped by a female with black hair.
"Good morning, Dev!" Danielle greeted, hugging him close. Devlin could feel her curves pressed up against his body and he could feel his cheeks heat up. Luckily, she let go of him before he passed out. "Come on, breakfast is ready."
"Right," Devlin nodded before following her to the table. An empty seat was set next to her and she beamed brightly at him. He was smiling back nervously. Across from the couple sat Gillian, who was smirking with mischief.
"So, how did you sleep, Danielle?" Devlin asked trying to make conversation.
"Pretty well," Danielle admitted. "I was still worried about you, though."
"You should have seen her," Gillian smiled. "I checked on her and she was tossing and turning. She looked like she was in heat or something."
"Gillian!" Danielle blushed madly. Devlin shivered at the thought of Danielle being in heat. Only, he wasn't shivering in fear or because he was cold. Quite the opposite.
"Devlin?" Danielle asked. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Devlin grimaced, trying to keep his hormones under control.
"Are you sure?" she asked. She reached over and grabbed his hand. "Anything I can do to help?"
Devlin was very tempted to answer with a head that was not sitting on his shoulders. The sensation of Danielle's skin on his was setting off fireworks in his head. He felt the strong desire to just whisk Danielle away and go feral on her.
"I think I'd better get to school!" he spoke as he sat up. "I'll see you there!"
"Huh?" Danielle blinked. "But what about-?"
"It's fine!" Devlin answered as he went for the door. "See you there!"
With that, he was gone. Danielle was after him like a shot, but he was already gone. However, the odd thing was that he had not taken the Blood Fang.
Devlin arrived without any trouble, but he was panting and sweating. He walked over towards the lockers but then stopped to see Seras. He felt like he should talk to her and so he approached her. He tapped her shoulder and she turned to see him. She was surprised too.
Seras and Devlin both stood in front of her locker. She was afraid to meet his gaze but she had to. She spoke, "Hey, Devlin."
"Good morning to you too," Devlin spoke politely.
Seras fidgeted and then she couldn't take the tension. She blurted out, "Tamashii's sorry for what he did!"
Devlin's expression remained stoic, "It doesn't change a thing." He was about to go when she grabbed his arm. "What?"
"You need to know why Tamashii is the way he is," Seras said, pleadingly. "Please."
Sighing, Devlin said, "5 minutes."
"Tamashii… He's lost everything to vampires," said Seras. "When he was with his family and girlfriend they were attacked by Fangires. Tamashii told me that the first thing they did was incapacitate him, but they left him conscious. He was forced to watch as his family was killed right in front of him. Vampires have caused him nothing but pain… I know that doesn't excuse what he did to you but maybe now you can understand him better. Maybe now you can understand why he's like that."
Devlin remained silent. "Thank you for telling me Seras. I can't say I understand what it is like to watch everything being taken from you. But now I believe I understand a little bit."
"You don't understand a thing," said someone. Devlin turned to meet the cold empty gaze of Tamashii Akashi. "You want to understand, imagine this. Imagine living your life without a father. Imagine watching your brother become crippled in some pointless battle. Then you meet someone who makes all the pain go away. Imagine living a happy life. Then imagine five psychos breaking into your house. You watch as your brother fights a losing battle. You watch him die. Imagine some sick bastard raping your mother and sister as you can do nothing to stop it. Imagine seeing the sadistic smile on the face of the man who caused all this. Then, and only then, can you even begin to understand me."
Devlin narrowed his eye at the Slayer. He was in no mood to talk with him, despite Seras' explanation. He only said, "I may not have experienced it, but it doesn't mean I don't sympathize." He then walked past Tamashii, coldly staring at him.
"Tamashii!" Seras scolded. "I was trying to apologize for you."
"What's the point?" Tamashii questioned. "He will always hate me for what I did to him."
"But do you hate him?"
Tamashii was about to answer when, in all his idiocy, Dash thought it was time for a revenge shot at Tamashii. He walked up behind Tamashii and drew back his fist. Unfortunately for him, Tamashii could see that coming from a mile away. He swung around, the back of his hand connecting with Dash's head. Dash was, literally sent flying, before finally crashing into several lockers, leaving a large human-shaped dent in the lockers. "There are only two things I hate in this world. Devlin is only half of one." He then adjusted his backpack and walked off.
Devlin was at his locker, leaning his head against the door. His mind was a mess. What happened at breakfast had been awkward, especially for him. Why couldn't he look into Danielle's eye this morning and why did he have to still see that dream in his head. He suddenly yelped when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He spun around to see that it was Tucker and Sam, Danny's friends.
"Oh, it's you two," Devlin said, catching his breath. He then noticed the 'leader' of the trio was not present. "Where's Daniel?"
"We were hoping you could tell us," Sam said.
"Your big bro called him up on an important mission and Danny couldn't tell us," Tucker frowned.
Devlin quirked an eyebrow, "And you believe that I might know." It was more of a statement than a question but Sam and Tucker nodded regardless. Sighing, Devlin answered. "As much as I would like to tell you, I cannot. I am not an operative of my family's company so I am not informed of these missions, even by my own brother."
"But, maybe-" Tucker began.
"And you do not want to hack into the Smart Brain's computer mainframe." Devlin warned, "The last person who tried that was never heard from again." His tone was not one of humor. He wasn't kidding.
"So, what about Danielle?" Sam asked. Devlin cringed.
"I…came alone," Devlin admitted. Both of Danny's friends blinked.
"You came here…alone…without her?" Tucker asked, slowly. "OK, that doesn't make sense! You're both practically glued to the hip."
"I had to come early for some things, even skipped breakfast," Devlin said, his stomach growling. He was hoping he could wait until lunch for sustenance.
Sam didn't seem convinced. She could tell something was wrong from Devlin's body language. He didn't seem comfortable talking about Danielle.
"Well, I need to go," Devlin said. "I can't be tardy. I have a reputation to keep." He walked away.
"He seemed a little weird today, don't ya think?" Sam asked.
"Yesterday, we found out he was Fang," Tucker said. "I don't think anything he does is weird anymore."
In front of the door to their homeroom class, Danielle suddenly appeared and latched onto Devlin's arm. "Good morning, Dev!" This action caused him to yell in surprise and pull out of her grip.
He was breathing hard, clutching his chest as his face turned red from the blood rush. "Danielle, you scared me."
Danielle giggled, "Sorry, Dev. I just wanted to surprise you. You did seem a little bit nervous this morning when you left early so I came to cheer you up."
Devlin eyed Danielle up and down and asked, "What are you wearing?"
"Oh, you like it?" Danielle twirled. "Gillian helped pick it out." Danielle was wearing a black midriff bearing top with white thin straps, a white skull in the centre, a black miniskirt and loose fitting black socks with her usual sneakers. She also wore a black choker around her neck which Devlin couldn't help but stare. Her hair was in its usual ponytail and Devlin could see that she was wearing makeup.
Noticing that he was silent, Danielle smiled and kissed his cheek. This caused his body to heat up. The late bell rang and the couple entered before things got too crowded in the hallway.
The following classes became quite uncomfortable for Devlin, mostly because he had to be close to Danielle, and in those clothes it was hard not to stare. She was beautiful, which he had admitted to her and himself for a very long time but right now she looked absolutely irresistible.
In biology, both Danielle and Devlin were partnered up and he could smell her and it was driving him wild. He had to ask for a hall pass just so he could splash himself with cold water, soaking his clothes.
In math, he was partnered up with Richard, Seras and Danielle. Devlin didn't mind Seras that much, despite her relations to Tamashii and Richard was a good friend. Unfortunately, he found himself staring at Danielle's cleavage when she leaned over and he could not divert his eyes. He actually chewed on the inside of his mouth and even clenched his fingers to just keep himself from ravaging her on the spot.
At gym, it got worse. In that white T-shirt and shorts, Devlin could not keep his eyes away from her. He was even imagining what she'd look like if the sprinklers came on, soaking her in the shirt. He was even thinking of assuming his gaseous form to spy on her when she was in the shower after gym class.
What was going on!?
Devlin locked himself in the music room, his safe haven. It was lunch time and he'd promised to meet up with Danielle later, telling her he had an appointment. Of course, that was a lie. He was trying to figure out…
"What's going on with me!?" Devlin asked himself.
"You're having urges," was the simple answer he received. He looked towards the piano to see Topper, leaning against the instrument and waving. "Hello, New Lord." Fangula was perched on the disguised dragon's shoulder, waving his wing.
"Pardon? Can you repeat that?" Devlin asked, unsure if he'd heard Topper right, "I'm what?"
"You're having urges," Topper repeated, calmly, "Urges that need to be satisfied. In other words, you're as horny as a bull."
"Explain," Devlin growled.
"Well, I guess Lord Fangula can explain it better," Topper said. Fangula flew over towards Devlin, flapping his wings as he started to speak.
"Vampires, even half vampires, often go through a phase in their lives which involve sexual gratification," Fangula spoke, causing Devlin to blush. He remembered his mother talking to him about the 'birds and the bees' before he'd left for his summer trip. "You do realize why our prey never squirms in pain when we bite them, right?"
"I wouldn't know," Devlin frowned, diverting his eyes, "I've never bitten Danielle."
Fangula blinked, "Not even once?"
"Not even once."
Fangula laughed.
"What's so funny!?" Devlin yelled.
"Well, my boy, that's the problem," Fangula said. "A vampire bite is actually pleasurable, for both the vampire and prey. While we take pleasure in drinking blood, the victim takes pleasure in the sensation. Vampires actually secrete a special venom from their fangs which is like an aphrodisiac." Fangula added, to Devlin's chagrin, "It's not so different from sex, which is also basically the exchange of bodily fluids."
Devlin dropped down to the floor, clutching his head, "This cannot be happening."
"It's happening, New Lord, deal with it," Topper said directly.
"So, I have to bite Danielle and it will go away?" Devlin asked. Fangula looked hesitant. "What? That is it, isn't it?"
"Well, yes and no," Fangula said, looking a little nervous despite his previous speech.
"What, do I have to make love to her or something," Devlin guessed, rolling his eyes. Their silence answered for him. "What!?"
"Well, in your case, that is the alternative," Topper spoke. Devlin stood up abruptly, shaking his head rapidly.
"No, no, no!!" Devlin objected. "I can't just use her like that! Besides, she's too young."
"Well, you could try and call an escort service," Topper suggested, only to receive a glare from Devlin. "Or not."
"Well, what else can you do?" Fangula questioned.
"I'll try to control it, somehow," Devlin said, sweating a little. His fangs were extended and his eye was shifting between blue and red. This situation was driving him nuts. Both Topper and Fangula looked on with worry.
Devlin walked out of the room only to meet face to face with Tamashii. The dhampir growled, "What do you want?"
"I was just passing through when I heard your voice," Tamashii replied calmly.
"You were spying on me," Devlin accused. "Don't you ever do that!" He pushed Tamashii backwards.
"You really can hold a grudge, can't you?" Tamashii asked.
"Well, you'd know. You are the expert," Devlin retorted.
A crowd was starting to form around the two. Seras, Richard, and Danielle were looking for Devlin when they saw the crowd.
"Wonder what's going on?" Seras asked. She just hoped Tamashii wasn't picking a fight with the jocks again.
"We better go see," Richard suggested. "Might be interesting."
"But what about Devlin?" Danielle asked but received no answer when her friends went to see what was going on.
They were shocked by what they saw.
The surrounding students were cheering as they watched Devlin and Tamashii roughing each other up. They were using their fists and trying to injure one another. Seras and Danielle were yelling at them to stop, but unfortunately their pleas went unheard by the two brawling boys.
Then, Lancer, seeing the commotion, came to the scene.
"Paradise Lost! What is going on here?" the teacher shouted. The crowd parted to allow Lancer to see and he was surprised. "Amakusa! Akashi! Stop this right now!" Devlin had slammed Tamashii against the lockers. "That's an order!" Of course, neither boy heard him and continued to fight. Lancer needed to find a way to break this up before anybody got hurt.
Devlin's mind was filled with rage, partly due to his uncomfortable situation and the anger he felt towards Tamashii who'd given him his scar. Tamashii, of course, was feeling his hatred towards vampire resurfacing. He kneed Devlin in the stomach before sending him staggering with a punch.
Luckily, the crowd parting allowed Seras and Danielle to put a stop to it.
"Tamashii, stop!" Seras shouted, standing in front of Tamashii who was in mid-charge. Danielle slung her arms around Devlin's neck, holding him back from attacking Tamashii.
"Devlin, this isn't you! Just, calm down!" she begged. The haze of hatred was starting to clear when he heard her voice and listened to her pleading tone. He was hurting her. The red glow of his eye vanished, replaced by the gentle crystal blue that she was familiar with.
"Danielle?" Devlin blinked. She smiled.
Seras sighed when Tamashii finally calmed down, but the situation wasn't fixed just yet.
"Akashi! Amakusa! To the principal's office!" Lancer ordered. These two needed discipline, very strict discipline.
On the streets of Amity Park, a motorcycle was racing along at a reckless speed. For once, it wasn't Johnny 13 and his girl. It was a different motorcycle that had a side car attached to it. The rider was a familiar face that belonged to a certain Salamander Fangire while the guy in the side car was someone new. Both had roared through town without a care. An accident didn't really matter since it wouldn't kill them anyway. They continued on their way until they saw the local high school coming up. When they were in front of the school, they finally stopped.
Ryuzaki stood in front of Casper High, smiling. "So, this is where he is. Fitting. Very fitting."
"So, boss, what do we do?" asked his companion, who had green eyes and dyed green hair word under a black snowcap. His attire consisted of a green t-shirt with the sleeves torn off, jeans shorts, black cut-off gloves, and sneakers. He looked like a skateboarder.
"We scope out the place and then we strike."
His companion shared his grin.
Principal Ishiyama stared down at the two boys who were sitting in the chairs across from her, with the desk acting as a barrier between herself and them. To be honest, she was not expecting seeing these two together at the same time. Tamashii had an attitude problem but he was a veritable ghost in the halls. He was usually very polite and only fought when someone provoked him. Like the jock Dash for example. The same could be said for Devlin. He was a very polite boy, a model student and was loved by almost all the females in the school . He had also raised Dash's ire because of it, but seeing the two butt heads was new.
"I can honestly say that I am very disappointed in the two of you," she frowned. "I had honestly expected better."
Devlin and Tamashii remained quiet, but were sending secretive glares at each other.
"Mr. Akashi," she spoke. "While I realize that you have an aggression problem, I will not let you take it out on other students. The only reason I did not have you punished for your previous fights is because they were clearly cases of self-defense. Today though, it was clearly a grudge match and I will not permit that to happen."
She then turned to Devlin, "And you, Mr. Amakusa. I expected much better from you. All the reviews I get from your teachers and fellow students are that you are a model student, the perfect gentleman and friend. This is certainly not like you. What on earth possessed you two to just start fighting each other like this?"
"Bad history," both boys answered at once before sending another glare at each other.
"Explain," Principal Ishiyama frowned.
"Tamashii and I have actually met before," Devlin sighed. "It was a long time ago and not a…pleasant experience."
He unconsciously let his hand touch his blind eye and the scar that ran across the skin. Principal Ishiyama didn't seem to notice. She had turned to look at Tamashii.
"We recently recognized each other and we weren't happy about that. So we picked up where we left off," the hunter continued.
"Well, this grudge has to stop," the lady principal frowned. "I don't know what silly reason caused the two of you to get into a fight, but I will not be having you both continuing this petty fight here."
Both boys nodded. They knew it probably wouldn't last. Devlin's clear agitation was not helping his patience and Tamashii didn't have much to begin with. It was a safe bet that they were going to fight sometime in the future.
Agreeing with the principal, she let them both go with a warning. She did leave the threat of detention hanging over their heads if she ever caught them fighting for stupid reasons again.
The two teens, one vampire hunter and the other a dhampir, left the principal's office but they hadn't stopped glaring at one another. Sooner or later, they would start fighting again.
Suddenly, before they could start exchanging blows again, they heard a loud scream. Both Riders turned to look eat each other before running down the halls towards the source of the noise.
Ryuzaki walked through the hallway and his lecherous eyes were scanning the entire area. He was mostly looking at the young girls lining the halls, gossiping with their friends. Paulina caught his eye, and then Star, as well as a few other girls from the Popular group.
His teeth were formed in a grin. This was practically a buffet prepared only for him.
"So, where is this dude anyway, boss?" his companion asked.
"Well, first things first," Ryuzaki spoke. He was searching for a different target and then finally found them. One of the girls, he could tell, was the white haired one though she had black hair and the way she was dressed made her look delicious. Seras was there too. Since the day she'd been rescued from him, he'd often fantasized about having her in bed and then taking her delicious life energy. "Perfect."
"So, those are the babes you want, huh, boss?" his companion asked.
"Yes, Shawn, and I think now is the time we should stir up some trouble." Ryuzaki then felt a strong grip on his shoulder. "Oh?"
"Get out of here, now," Bunshichi, Tamashii's friend and fellow Slayer, ordered. He looked ready to fight. "You freaks aren't welcomed here."
"Well now," Ryuzaki chuckled, "Bunshichi, it's been a while. Haven't seen you since your fight with Mitsuomi. What was that, three years ago?" He smiled, "What should I do?" His face then began to crack like glass. Shawn's face cracked too. They then suddenly assumed their true forms, causing everyone in the hallway to scream. Ryuzaki grabbed Bunshichi by the neck and then threw him into the lockers, knocking him out in an instant. Normally, it would take more than that to take out the Slayer, but the angle of impact hadn't helped the situation. "Now, time to play!" the Salamander Fangire laughed. The Fangire next to him resembled a chameleon. He had a scaly green body, sharp teeth, claws and large bulbous eyes that looked in all directions. He had a spike on both shoulders and three horns on his head. His tongue, a very long tongue, wiggled out of his mouth.
"Totally gnarly, dude!" the Chameleon Fangire shouted before letting his tongue loose, lashing them at students as he attacked them.
"Oh, great," Seras groaned as she saw the two Fangires. Of course, her fear grew when she saw the Salamander Fangire and then she felt anger and hatred, remembering what he'd done to Chiaki. She took out her gun and got ready to fight. Richard had taken out his whip and Danielle inconspicuously assumed her Ghost Mode.
The fight was on.
"Take that you freak!" Richard shouted as he lashed his whip at the Chameleon Fangire. The Chameleon Fangire staggered from the hits and then countered by swinging his own tongue around. Richard dodged and continued his attack.
Seras and Danni were taking on the Salamander Fangire who advanced on them. He didn't seem particularly affected by the girls' attempts at holding him back with their shots. He grinned at the two girls, lecherous visions in his sick imagination appeared, "Now, now, my pretties. Don't fight it. I'm just here to play with you."
"Save it, you sicko!" Seras snapped. "You're going to pay for what you did to Chiaki!"
The Salamander Fangire laughed and then blew flames at the two girls. Danni created a barrier around herself and Seras to block the flames.
"Damn it! Devlin, where are you?" Danni questioned, holding the flames back.
Richard was now having his own trouble against the Chameleon Fangire, who had stripped him of his whip and now all Richard had were his holy knives. He tried throwing them but the Fangire, through to its namesake, had blended into the background. "Where are you, you freak!?"
"Look up, dude!" Richard heard before the Chameleon Fangire dropped from the ground. He pinned Richard down and licked his face. "I prefer babes, but you'll do!" Richard was disgusted by this Fangire.
Suddenly, a black and gold blur smashed into the Fangire's face. Richard took advantage of this and kneed the Fangire in the stomach before throwing him over his body. Richard stood up and turned to see Devlin. "Where were you?"
Devlin shrugged, "Getting a stern talking to by the principal." His eye was on the Fangire. "Now, to handle this monster. Fangula, let's go!" Fangula went into Devlin's hand before Devlin pressed the small vampire against his exposed arm. Fangula bit down, allowing him to transfer his power into Devlin's body, thus forming the blood red Fang belt. The hallways had long gone empty so it was safe for him to transform.
As the Salamander Fangire was turning up the heat, he let out a loud howl as something slashed him in the back. He turned to see that it was Tamashii, with one of his swords out and wearing a strange belt. The Salamander Fangire grinned. "So, you decided to come."
"I finally have the chance to finish you off," Tamashii stated and then smiled, "Wouldn't miss it for the world." He threw his sword into the air and then reached into his coat for the Slayer Knuckle. He strapped it onto his right hand and slammed it against his left palm.
"READY!"
"Henshin!" Devlin and Tamashii called out in unison before attaching their respective manners of transformation to their belts.
"Wake Up!"
"FIST ON!"
For Tamashii, the transformation came in the form of a holographic suit of armor solidifying on his body. For Devlin, the chains wrapped up his body before shattering. Richard was the first to say something about Fang's appearance.
"Devlin, your armor…look!" Richard pointed. Fang looked down and noticed that Richard was right
Fang's armor was now different. The armor covering his upper torso was now mostly silver, with a red chestplate and a pattern in the back resembling bat wings. His gauntlets were now simple armored hand gloves and around his wrists were bracelets. Even the left armored boot was gone, now replaced by an ankle bracelet. He wasn't barefoot, though, since the bodysuit covered his entire body and had built in soles. His shoulder armor was no longer in the form of two skulls, but resembled folded bat wings that had chains binding them. The only details which remained unchanged were the red visor and the chained right armored boot.
"What happened?" Fang asked, directing this question towards Fangula.
"That's probably my fault," Fangula sighed. "You see, the armor is still mystical and takes a form representing the kind of power that the wielder possesses. Since I used my power to heal you last night, the armor reacted to it and changed."
Fang sighed and looked back at the two Fangires. Slayer and Fang looked at each other and silently agreed to another truce. With that out of the way, both charged at their respective opponents.
Fang used a flying kick at the Chameleon Fangire, but missed as he dodged to the side. It didn't faze Fang as he quickly twisted into a roundhouse, slamming his face into the heel of his foot.
The Chameleon Fangire stumbled and leaned against the lockers. That Fang could hit HARD! The Chameleon Fangire couldn't remember a time when someone aside from another Fangire could hurt him like that. Perhaps Fang's reputation wasn't all hype like he had first believed.
"Not bad, dude!" the green Fangire chuckled. "Try this!"
He lashed out with his long tongue, aiming to pierce Fang's armor and hopefully his skin. Fang song the appendage coming and quickly got out of the way. The tongue continued and pierced a locker across the hall.
"Wrong move," Fang growled as he charged at the Fangire. He reared back and punched the Chameleon Fangire in the stomach, forcing the air from his lungs. The green Fangire slurped its tongue back quickly and let it hit Fang's shoulder, raising sparks and the armored warrior rolled to avoid further damage. The dark Rider could only growl and focus his energy on the fight. At least this blasted heat was good for something.
At the other end of the hall, Slayer was fighting with all his fury. His swords were swinging at the Salamander Fangire in his haze of hatred.
"I'm sensing a lot of negative vibes," Ryuzaki laughed. "Anything you care to share?"
"Just that I'm going to kill you here!" Slayer roared. "I'm going to make you pay for what you did to Chiaki and all those other girls!"
"Oh please," Ryuzaki laughed. "It's not my fault they show off so much skin. Of it wasn't me then it would have been someone else. At least I don't leave them in pain."
"I'LL KILL YOU!" Slayer roared, imagining his own mother at Ryuzaki's mercy all those years ago.
Slayer dashed forward with his rage and adrenaline and unleashed a cross-slash. The Salamander Fangire was caught off guard and the tips of the swords dug deeply into his hide.
"AGH!" Ryuzaki roared as he stumbled back. He peered at the wounds on his body and saw light seeping through. Those blades had almost cut him to the soul! Any deeper and he might have taken him out!
"Damn," he growled. He looked over to the Chameleon Fangire. "Shawn! Get us a distraction!"
The Chameleon Fangire looked over to his boss and nodded. His eyes started glowing brightly before his glass-like skin sparkled. Fang was about to charge for another attack when the entire world went down into darkness.
"What the deuce?" Fang pondered as he punched the air where the Chameleon Fangire had been a moment ago.
"RYUZAKI!" Slayer roared as he slashed wildly in the darkness. "FACE ME!!"
"Maybe next time, kiddo," Ryuzaki's voice laughed in the darkness. "But I have two new girls to break in. Maybe I'll keep them instead of just draining them. I'll bet they'll make a cute pair of Fangire sluts for me!"
The darkness raised and both Riders found that both Fangires were gone. Unfortunately, so were Seras and Danielle.
"Danielle!" Fang gasped, finding his love gone.
"No…" Slayer gaped. He punched a locker, making it cave. "NOT AGAIN!!"
As Richard watched both Riders in grief over the loss of the two girls they loved, he noticed something on the ground. It looked like a folded sheet of paper. "Hey, what's this?" he questioned as he picked it up. He unfolded it but before he could read it, Slayer grabbed it out of his hand. "Hey!"
Slayer's eyes scanned the sheet of paper before crumpling it into a ball and discarding it. He ran towards the front doors of the school which led to outside. Fang then picked up the crumbled up ball of paper and opened it up. He realized that it was a map and there was a message.
It had been written by Ryuzaki. It read:
If you ever want to see these girls again, come to warehouse D-45 at the docks. Come alone.
"Why a warehouse?" Fangula questioned. "It's so cliché." Right now Fang didn't have time to argue with Fangula, he had to go rescue Danielle.
"Richard, stay here," Fang said before making his way towards the exit.
"Hey, what am I supposed to do?" Richard asked. Fang could see Bunshichi still lying unconscious.
"Take care of that guy," Fang stated before running towards the exit.
"I really hate this," Richard grumbled before going to the unconscious Bunshichi and picking him up. "Oof! Whoever said being a vampire hunter was a glamorous job has been watching too many movies!"
Outside in the parking lot, Fang could see Slayer getting on his bike. Despite his own anger and worry for his love, he still had the presence of mind to take an objective look at the situation. Something that Slayer seemed to be lacking. Wanting to keep him from going off in a fury, he went over and grabbed his shoulder.
"Get your hands off me," Slayer growled.
"Listen," Fang said. "As much as you hate to admit it, you need my help. They got Danielle too and I…"
"You what?" Slayer asked the other Rider.
"I could never forgive myself if anything were to happen to her," Fang admitted. "She was my first real friend for a very long time."
Slayer wore an almost sympathetic look under his helmet and sighed. "To be honest, I feel the same way about Seras." He mounted his bike. "Come on, let's go."
Fang nodded and used one of his whistles to summon the Blood Fang, which came roaring down the streets in an instant. It stopped in front of the vampiric Rider before he mounted it. Slayer was the first to drive into the streets, followed by Fang, before they both raced towards their destination.
In a matter of minutes, both Riders arrived at the designated warehouse. Slayer was about to enter but Fang held him back.
"Wait, this could be a trap," Fang said. Slayer shrugged him off.
"We don't have time! We have to go!" Slayer said impatiently before running inside. Fang kept his agitation in check. Today hadn't gone so well, not with his problem of having 'urges' as both Fangula and Topper had softly put it. Tamashii being an ass like usual was not helping his attitude. Right now though, he was focusing on saving Danielle and then taking his aggression out on the Fangires responsible for taking her.
Both Seras and Danielle had been tied up and gagged. Both young women were tied to chairs inside some kind of control room while Ryuzaki and his goon were paying attention to the screens. While Seras was unconscious, Danielle attempted to go intangible and to phase through the ropes but she couldn't. She couldn't even go ghost. Whatever was holding her was keeping her ghost powers blocked.
"It's futile to try and escape, my dear," Ryuzaki said, turning to face the struggling young woman. He walked over to her and kneeled down to her eye level. He cupped her chin but she pulled away. He roughly grabbed her face again, forcing her to look at him. "You got spirit. I like that. Makes it more fun when I break you."
"Hey, boss, they're coming," Shawn said as he looked to the security monitor.
"Excellent," Ryuzaki grinned. "Did you plant the illusions like I asked you to?" Shawn nodded. "Good."
Slayer and Fang entered the Fangire's hideout through one of the side doors, hoping that it wasn't booby trapped. When they entered they were shocked by what they saw. It looked like an ancient Japanese home, like something out of a history book. "Where are we?" asked Fang.
"My home," answered Slayer, stunned by what he saw. This was his old home. But how could it be here?? They stopped when they saw someone coming towards them. Both warriors prepared to fight. They were shocked to see a woman with short black hair and a kind face.
"Tama-kun," said the woman happily. "It's so good to see you!" The woman draped her arms around Slayer, pulling him into the kind of hug only a mother could. He then noticed that he was no longer in his Slayer armor.
"Okaasan…" said Tamashii, a hint of confusion in his voice.
The woman looked at Fang, who also noticed his armor gone. "Oh, and you brought an ally! Tell me, does he fight under Lord Oda-sama like you?"
"Lord Oda-sama?" asked Devlin. He felt like he had gone back in time. If the Oda this woman was talking about was Oda Nobunaga, then Tamashii had to be somewhere around 500 years old! This added a whole new level of mystery to the vampire hunter.
"You bastards…" said Tamashii. His hands gripped his swords tightly. "Do you have any ideas what I've lost? What you've taken from me?" He slashed at the woman, who then faded from existence. "And now you try and stop me with cheap illusions! You monstrosities must not think much of me…" He readied his blades. "For once in your worthless life Ryuzaki, come and face me like the beast you are." His armor returned, as did Fang's.
"Akashi, I…" Fang began to say but was shortly cut off.
"We move forward," Slayer said, voice cold. He walked ahead and into the mysterious house. Fang knew that this could be a trap but they had no choice. Both Danielle and Seras were still in danger. Both his friend and his love were well worth the risk of such things in the dhampir's mind.
Inside the house was something Slayer only saw in his worst nightmares. The entire interior was ruined. Blood stained the walls, floors and ceilings and bodies were littered everywhere. Fang had seen a lot of evil but even this made him nauseous. The smell of blood was everywhere. Whether this was an illusion or not, it was quite convincing. Worst of all, he saw a woman lying on the ground with her clothes torn to shreds and claw marks all over her body. She was positioned so that All her body was revealed, showing that she had bee raped. The worst part of it was that the face belonged to whom Tamashii called mother. She was barely recognizable, but still the resemblance was there.
"Akashi…is this…" Fang began to ask Slayer, who was standing like a statue. His fists were clenched around his sword handles tightly. "Are you alright?"
"How dare they…?" Slayer spoke, his voice cracking. "How dare they mock me…? How dare they insult the memory of my family…?"
"Akashi!" Fang shouted, trying to shake Slayer out of his trance. "This is only an illusion! Snap out of it!" Suddenly, he found himself dodging from a slash.
"You…die!!" Slayer shouted. What he was seeing was not Fang, but one of the Fangires responsible for his torment.
"Boy, the illusions are affecting him!" Fangula shouted.
"Tell me something I don't know," Fang responded before diving away from another slash.
"DIE!!"
With his hatred focused on Fang, the armored dhampir had to find a way to get out of this alive.
Ryuzaki was amused by the latest turn of events, "If we're lucky, they'll kill each other." The illusion had nearly been flawless. Shawn, the Chameleon Fangire, possessed the ability to project illusions. He could even project them telepathically from afar. The Salamander Fangire had given him all the details about Tamashii's life to create such an elaborate illusion and all that was needed was simple execution.
"Sweet, dinner and a show," Shawn spoke before walking towards Danielle bur was violently knocked aside from his boss. "Geez, boss! What's your damage!?"
"These wenches are mine, do you hear me!?" Ryuzaki snapped with a fiery aura burning around his body. Shawn nodded rapidly, in fear. Ryuzaki didn't want what'd happened with the Sheep Fangire to repeat itself. "Good, now that we have that out of the way, go now and see to it that they finish each other off."
Shawn, grumbled, and then went out of the room to maintain his illusion. Ryuzaki grinned sickly as he watched the two rival Riders battle it out.
Fang smashed his fist into Slayer's face, sending the armored vampire hunter staggering. "Snap out of it, you idiot!" Of course, Slayer was still roaring with rage as he continued to attack Fang. "Why isn't he listening!?"
"Maybe he needs a good knock to the head!" Fangula suggested.
"Or a strong kick in the head!" Fang responded. Leaping backwards, he then planted his feet to the wall and sprung himself towards Slayer. The armored Slayer responded by activating his Burst Mode, releasing a burst of energy and his wings. Fang was sent flying back by the energy discharge, but at the same time, the illusion around them started to fizzle out.
When Slayer's energy discharge was done, the illusion, including the bloodied walls, ceilings and floor, as well as the litter of bodies had vanished. "What? What happened?"
Both Riders found they were in a warehouse that had boxes stacked like the rooms they were in. The spaces were enough to be called rooms. It made sense since both of them could feel walls when they touched the walls in the illusionary rooms.
Fang stood up, groaning a little, "You got overwhelmed by an illusion. Luckily, that armor of yours took care of it."
"Let's see you take care of me, dudes!!" the Chameleon Fangire crowed as he appeared sticking to the ceiling. He shot his tongue out at a distracted Slayer. However, his tongue was grabbed by Fang who then gave it a tug and pulled him to the ground. The Fangire landed with a loud thump, cracking the cement floor.
"Find Seras and Danielle," Fang said to Slayer. "I'll handle this reptile."
Slayer nodded and ran towards a door in the back. Fang focused his eyes on the Chameleon Fangire. "Now, to take care of some pent up aggression."
Ryuzaki smirked, "Well now, looks like the knight is coming to rescue the fair damsels." He chuckled as he resumed his true Salamander Fangire form, "Well, I should give him a warm welcome." He spoke to the girls, "Enjoy the show," before leaving them to their own devices.
The Chameleon Fangire was a tricky one. He'd created several illusionary duplicates of himself in order to confuse Fang while at the same time strike when Fang's attention was on an illusion, rather than on himself. Fang's strikes kept going through illusions and never the right one. The Fangire was having a much easier time dealing with Fang than he thought. From all the rumors he'd heard, maybe they were just that, just rumors.
After receiving a particularly violent strike from the Chameleon Fangire's prehensile tongue, Fang dropped to the floor in pain.
"So, are you really supposed to be the dude that beat all those other Fangires?" the Chameleon Fangire snorted. "What a joke! You ain't living to your hype!" Fang got up and struck the Fangire across the face, only to hit another illusion as it faded away. "Face facts! You're just a stupid kid! You can't beat me! You can't beat the boss either!"
The boss…Ryuzaki…Tamashii had told him about what the Salamander Fangire did to his victims. He feared the worse. Danielle. She would be…she would be…
No! He could not let that happen!
Fang's blood red visor scanned his surroundings. The Chameleon Fangire was trying to confuse him with his many illusionary incarnations. There just had to be a way to beat him.
He then realized that he did have a way. Reaching down to his belt, he pulled out the Sniper Whistle. He placed it in Fangula's mouth. The sealed vampire blew the green whistle, calling on one of Fang's allies.
"Sniper Magnum!" Fang called.
Back at Fang Manor, Gillian was just trying out some new clothes in her room, posing in front of her mirror. Helping Danielle get dressed would really help Devlin 'warm' up to her. The lady Fangire decided a little wardrobe change might boost her chances of receiving some affection. It had been SO long since she had received that kind of tender touch. She was reliving some old memories when she heard the call from the Sniper Whistle. "Time to show the Lord my talent!" she giggled before she was engulfed by green light and shrunk into a small statuette. She then flew out through the open window.
Fang grabbed the Sniper Magnum and as it unfolded from its statuette form to its gun form, Fang could see the familiar chains engulfing his right arm before shattering, revealing the scaly emerald green armor. The second set of chains wrapped around his torso before shattering, revealing a scaly emerald green chestplate in place of the red. His visor turned green as did Fangula's eyes as Gillian infused her power into her masters.
"My Lords, let us finish this quickly," spoke Gillian from the Sniper Magnum.
Fang nodded and he scanned the entire area. Chameleon Fangires were jumping around but only one of them could be the real one. He aimed his gun carefully at each of the Fangires, trying to pick out the real one.
There!
He pulled the trigger and let loose 5 water bullets which hit the target dead centre in the chest. Not only did this eliminate the other illusionary duplicates, but also left the Fangire wide open. Fang really had to thank Gillian for the boost he gave his eyes later.
"Now!" Fangula ordered before Fang placed the hammer between Fangula's jaws. "Sniper Bite!"
The Chameleon Fangire saw Fang preparing his attack, "Not this time, dude!" He attempted to use the same trick again to confuse Fang. Too bad it wouldn't work this time.
Fang raised the gun into the air as water from an unknown source swirled around his body. The turbines of the Sniper Magnum spun as it collected the water into the barrel, pressurizing it. A ball of water started to form at the front of the barrel. Fang leveled the weapon, aiming the gun at the Fangire as the ball grew to the size of a basketball before he pulled the trigger, sending the water bomb sailing through the air.
The water bomb ignored all the illusionary clones and was flying straight towards the Chameleon Fangire. "Oh, man! I'm outta here!" the Chameleon Fangire shouted as he turned to run once he realized his illusions weren't working anymore. Unfortunately, he was too late as the water bomb smashed into him, causing his body to freeze like a statue.
Fang went over to the frozen Fangire. He walked around it, admiring his handiwork, before giving one of its horns a tap. That single tap shattered the already fragile body, releasing the soul inside. Fangula flew up and swallowed the soul, sealing it into a stone before spitting it into Fang's hand.
"Now to see if Slayer needs a hand giving Ryuzaki what he deserves," Fang growled as he headed in the direction the holy Rider had gone to.
The Salamander Fangire faced Slayer, who had his blades gripped tightly. Before the fight started, Ryuzaki thought it'd be fun to push some of the Rider's buttons. And he knew all the right buttons to push. "So, tell me about that Seras girl. Do you think she's a crier like that mother of yours?" Slayer roared and charged at Ryuzaki, intent on taking his head. He slashed but Ryuzaki created a shield of fire, using it to block the blades. "Or is she more of a screamer like your sister?" He then spat fire out at Slayer, who leapt backwards.
The Rider looked at Ryuzaki, hatred coming off of him in waves. "You like causing pain, don't you, Ryuzaki?" asked the Slayer as he prepared his blades. The Fangire merely smirked. "Then I shall show you pain." The vampire hunter's aura began to take shape around him, entering into his swords. He threw his arms backwards. He stepped forward, and simultaneously swung his arms forward. "Twin Rampaging Dragon Strike!" Like his Iron Dragon Strike a dragon flew from his blades, only this time it was accompanied by a second dragon, the two intertwining as they slammed into Ryuzaki. The Salamander Fangire was sent flying before crashing into a crate. Ryuzaki forced himself up.
"Damn you, Akashi…" groaned Ryuzaki.
"Screw you, Ryuzaki," replied Slayer as he prepared his blades. He charged his energy through both his swords before unleashing his attack.
"Iron Dragon Strike!"
"SNIPER AQUA TORNADO!"
Fang had busted in through the door while Slayer had been fighting. In the midst of the battle, he had Fangula bite the Sniper Magnum's hammer a second time. As Slayer began his assault, Fang launched his own attack to cut off Ryuzaki's escape.
Both attacks were launched from opposite sides and headed towards Ryuzaki. The Salamander had nowhere to run before the water bomb smashed into his body, turning it fragile before Slayer's attack smashed his body to crystal shards. His soul hovered in place for a second before making a break for it.
"No way are you getting away!" Fangula announced as he flew off Fang's belt and after the soul. The soul tried to escape the sealed vampire but Fangula was too tricky for it. Fangula opened his mouth wide and swallowed the soul. He chewed for a second before flying over to Fang. He spat out the sealed soul but it was intercepted by Slayer who grabbed the sealed soul in mid air.
"I'll be taking that," Slayer said as he turned to look at Fang. "You don't mind, do you?"
"No way! It's ours! Fair and square!" Fangula protested.
"Fine," Fang shrugged.
"WHAT!?"
"We defeated him. Doesn't matter who gets the soul," Fang stated. Fangula's jaw dropped. "Of course, I still haven't forgiven you for what you did to me in the past."
"I don't want your forgiveness," Slayer responded. "All I know now is, one of the things I despised most in this world is in the palm of my hand, and I could end him so easily. Now, come on, we need to find the girls."
"Now that is something we can both agree upon," Fang nodded.
The two Riders, once removing their armors, found Danielle and Seras. Devlin quickly began to untie Danielle and removed the gag from her mouth. Her mouth felt dry. Danielle helped her off the chair and asked, "Are you alright?" She responded by wrapping her arms around his neck.
"I knew you'd come," she said gratefully. Despite the soft body being pressed against his, he was able to rein in his urges so that he could enjoy this moment of holding her. He was hugging her desperately. He had been close to losing her again and just wanted to make sure it was really her and wasn't just an illusion concocted by a Fangire.
"You're safe now, luv," he spoke, softly, nuzzling her hair. She smelled so nice.
Seras eyes slowly began to open up and she looked up to see Tamashii. "Tama…" but she was suddenly surprised when she felt his arms wrapped tightly around her. She blushed hotly. She had been dreaming of this for such a long time but was also confused. "Tamashii…what are you…?"
"Thank goodness you're safe," he said, holding onto her body. She slowly began to wrap her own arms around his body. "I could never forgive myself if I lost you too." She could see Devlin and Danielle smiling knowingly at the two, as did Fangula who was perched on Devlin's head.
"We better get out of here before more people show up," Fangula advised.
"Right," Tamashii agreed. He then turned to look at Devlin. He let go of Seras and Devlin in turn let go of Danielle. The two girls looked worried. Were the two boys going to come to blows again?
Devlin raised up his fist and so did Tamashii. They pulled their arms back and threw them forward…to softly pound their knuckles against each other. Danielle and Seras sighed in relief.
"Thanks for having my back," Tamashii spoke.
"Same to you," Devlin nodded with a smile. It would appear that the two Riders had found a newfound respect for one another.
"But, just remember, we have a rematch coming soon," Tamashii spoke.
"I'll remember," Devlin replied, smiling smugly. The two girls rolled their eyes.
"Now that you two are done bonding," Seras said. "We better get out of here. It's getting late."
"Mom and dad must be worried about me," spoke Danielle.
"Right, let's go," Devlin said.
Later, at Fang Manor, Devlin and Danielle were in his room, sitting on the bed, alone. Now Devlin was going to explain why his behavior had been a little erratic the entire day at school.
"You're...horny?" she asked after listening to what she'd just been told. It explained a lot, even if it sounded a little weird.
"Yes, I am," Devlin said, eyes turning away and cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Talking about this was just too embarrassing for him.
"Well, how are you going to take care of it?" Danielle asked.
"Well, we could either have sex," Devlin said, putting it bluntly, "But we're too young for that, so there's an alternative."
Danielle had blushed at the mention of sex but then asked, "What's the alternative?"
"I bite you," he answered and added, "I feed on you. Fangula said that was supposed to solve the problem." He added mentally, 'At least temporarily...'
"Oh," Danielle blinked.
"But…I just can't," Devlin said. "I mean, I don't know if I can control it and…" he felt the mattress shift. "Danielle? What are you doing?"
"Helping you," Danielle giggled as she lay down in front of him, running her left hand over her neck in an enticing manner. "Come on, take a bite."
Devlin gulped, "Are you sure about this?" He was still a little uncertain.
"It's not like I'm totally helpless," Danielle retorted. "Now, get over here."
Devlin had to respect her courage, but he still had his reservations. Of course, if he didn't get this problem taken care of, who knows what would happen. Sighing he crawled over towards Danielle and the girl wrapped her slender arms around him.
"Now, make sure to be gentle," she teased. She watched as his appearance changed. His ears grew long and pointed, his hair turned silver, his left eye became sharper as the iris turned red and then his fangs elongated. Danielle felt a shiver run up her spine.
"I hope you're ready," he said before he leaned down and licked her neck. She moaned and then he pierced her skin with his fangs. There was slight pricking which hurt for a moment, but then Danielle felt like she was sinking in bliss. It was like she was soaking in warm oil that warmed her body in an extremely sensual way. Being against Devlin's body just made it better. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up as she clung to him.
There was a slight draining sensation as Devlin drank her blood. It felt like she was getting the mother of all hickeys, which was making the experience even better when she thought about it. She let out an involuntary moan of pleasure as he continued to feed.
Finally, Devlin had his fill and pulled back. Danielle was in a euphoric daze as she leaned onto Devlin and smiled goofily.
"How do you feel?" Devlin asked in concern. This was his first time drinking blood straight from the source. He had to admit that Danielle's blood reminded him of eating a frozen treat. It was probably the ghost in her. He licked the puncture wounds so that they would heal. It wouldn't be good if anyone saw them.
"Feeling good," the halfa girl smiled as she looked lazily up at her boyfriend. "We are SO doing that again."
"I think you're a little bit dazed, luv," Devlin smiled. It was funny seeing her act so strange.
"Little bit," Danielle shrugged. She then pushed Devlin down on the bed before resting on top of him, snuggling deeper into his warmth after a few moments.
"Luv?" Devlin asked.
"Shh," Danielle spoke dreamily. "Snuggling now."
Inside a different place, three beings of incredible power were in council. One was a female and the other was a male. Both of them had been in contact with Ryuzaki and had felt his power signature vanish, meaning his destruction. The last being in the room was the most powerful of the three, and the head of the little family.
"So Ryuzaki finally got in over his head," the male sighed. "Kidnapping the loves of both the Slayer and the Fang was not a smart move."
"I say good riddance," the female sighed. "That perv knew the risks and with the way he was picking off prey he was going to cause us problems. I say let Fang keep him. Besides, we don't even know where Fang puts the souls after he seals them."
"True," the male nodded. "After several Fangires were defeated by Fang, I could only feel their soul energy for a while before it vanished completely. Whatever he is using them for; it either destroys them or put them beyond our reach."
"Yes," the female nodded. "Shawn already went the way of the others. Strangely, Ryuzaki is still there."
"So Fang has not placed him with the others yet," the male nodded. "Then we could still recover him."
"Why should we?" the female growled. "He's a loose cannon and we can't count on him for anything!"
"He's family," the male answered. "That's more than enough."
The leader listened to the arguments with some interest. Hearing that Ryuzaki was defeated was of some concern. It meant that the Fang and the Slayer were getting stronger. Of course, he knew that the Slayer was a boy from ages past, but hearing what kind of power that he now wielded was something to be concerned about. From the Fang, an ancient power could be felt. Nearly as old as him. Both of them had become almost threatening. Something had to be done.
"Enough," the leader spoke, ending the bickering. "I have come to a decision."
Both the male and the female were silent in anticipation.
"Even though Ryuzaki was being an idiot by letting himself get beaten and sealed, we cannot afford to lose him because of his abilities," the leader spoke. "We must recover him before he is taken permanently from us."
"Yes, sir," both the male and the female nodded to their leader and family head.
ZK Chromedragozoid: Wow, that took a really long time. Well, we finally see Devlin/Fang and Tamashii/Slayer working together for a change. Pls, be generous with ur reviews, OK? BTW, I'd like to thank both Ten-Faced Paladin and Shadow Element 13 for their help with this chapter.