Devlin and Tamashii sat at the bleachers of the school, watching the team practice for their upcoming season. "Why do they call this game football?" asked Devlin. "I mean, they hold it in their hands. The only time they actually use their feet is during the kickoff."

"I don't know," replied Tamashii. "I've given up trying to figure out modern day humans."

"Where I come from, a football is black, white and actually round," explained Devlin.

"Interesting," said Tamashii in a bored tone. "I was never really into sports, too busy."

"I don't know why I even bother coming here," said Devlin. "Most of the team attacked me in the start of the school year for not following 'the rules'."

"Same here if I recall," added Tamashii. "I think I just enjoy seeing these fools beat themselves up. Saves me the trouble."

"The only person on that team I consider a friend is Kwan. Of course he's a fan of my other self too."

"He's the only one that seems to have a future that doesn't involve the trauma ward or prison."

"You know, this is actually one of the rare times we can act civil with one another, Akashi," said Devlin in realization. "Strange, isn't it?"

"After everything with the Insects, I've come to have some respect for you," said Tamashii in the closest thing he could get to a compliment.

"And I've come to respect you as well," said Devlin. "So, any plans for summer vacation?"

"I plan on returning to Japan for a short while," answered Tamashii.

"Taking the system with you?"

"I plan on dropping it off at the headquarters there."

"You are? Why? I know Fangires become dormant during summer but why leave it there?"

"I need to train myself," answered Tamashii. "I can't rely on the Slayer System all the time. I'm bringing it with me just in case I run into a Fangire before I leave to train."

"Well, all I can say is that you've used it well…" complimented Devlin. "When we both encounter one another, let's fight to see who's stronger, alright?"

Tamashii smirked, "I wouldn't have it any other way. And I'll try not to hurt you too badly next time." Tamashii then asked, "What are your plans?"

"I'm going to hit the road. Maybe go on another cross-country trip," Devlin said, "Also…" Devlin removed his left glove and allowed the red, blue, green and purple stained glass tribal markings to appear, "I need to know more about the Demon Emperor."

"Your predecessor? The one whose armor you wear?" Tamashii asked.

"So far, all I know that he was once a powerful vampire lord a very long time ago and just vanished," Devlin frowned as he put his glove back on. "But I know there's more to it than that."

"Have you asked your…teammates?" asked Tamashii.

"I did, and I think they're hiding something from me. Fangula isn't talking and well…you know Topper." When he'd asked about the Fangire-like markings, Fangula confessed that he'd been using Fangire energy to invoke the transformation. Each time Fangula bit him, he'd been injecting Devlin with energy from the Fangires they'd sealed. Fangula sealed the souls by absorbing a bit of their essence before converting them into stones. Any of the energy Fangula absorbed would be stored inside the Demon Emperor Stone in his forehead. Devlin accepted that answer, at least for now.

"Well, maybe I can help you with research. There has to be some information out there," said Tamashii. "And I've accumulated a lot of material and knowledge over the centuries."

"You'd really do that, for me?" Devlin said in surprise.

"After what we've been through, I owe you." He added, "We're allies now and housemates too."

Devlin sighed, "I can believe we're all living together. I know it's to help us get along. I'm just surprised we haven't killed each other yet."

"Tell me about it," agreed Tamashii.

As per Devlin's father's request , the Slayers had packed up their belongings and moved out of Café Mal d'amour. Sure, they would still work there but now they would be living in Devlin's mansion.

The Slayers all stood at the impressive sight of Fang Manor. Seras and Tamashii were the only ones who'd set foot on the property. Bunshichi just gawked at the building as Chiaki gasped. Bob wore a neutral expression. Sandy wore an expression of surprised excitement since she would be living in a big house now.

"Woah," said Bunshichi. "That's one big house."

"And we'll be staying here?" questioned Chiaki.

"That's right," Tamashii nodded with a frown. He respected Devlin, but he doubt he could be comfortable living with the Fangires in there.

The large double doors were pushed open by Francis before he stepped to the side, allowing Devlin to exit and walk down the steps. Francis followed after him, along with Lobo, Gillian, Topper, Miriam and Walter. Roulette and Fangula flew after them and then perched themselves on Devlin's shoulders. Fangula sat on Devlin's right while Roulette settled himself on his master's left.

Devlin faced the Slayers, his own family (he didn't consider them servants) standing behind him. "Alright, as you all know, you will be staying here. Fortunately, there are plenty of rooms for you to stay in and room to move about so you don't feel so cramped."

"That's a given," mumbled Bunshichi.

"Mr. Tawara, please refrain from speaking until I am finished," snapped Devlin causing the other boy to recoil in embarrassment. "Now then, there are some ground rules you must obey. The first one is that everyone must help out with the chores around the mansion." There were some sounds of protest. "Don't like it? Tough. I don't like freeloaders and if you wish to stay, you need to earn it. That includes meals. Another rule is that my private study, room and the basement are off limits. The library is open to all of you, so long as you do not damage the books. Some of them are very rare and valuable." He then gestured for Walter and Miriam to walk forward. "Miriam will assign you your chores while Walter will assign you your rooms. DO NOT argue with them. If you have any problems, they will be happy to help you." He then asked, "Any questions?"

In the end, everything worked out OK for the most part. Bunshichi & Bob would help out with the cleaning, Chiaki & Tamashii would help with cooking and Seras & Sandy would help in any way they could. Rooms were set up pretty well as well. After talking to Devlin and Walter, Bob and Chiaki were allowed to share a room. The other members of the Slayers got their own separate rooms. The only problem they had was when Sandy became upset from being put on the other side of the mansion from Tamashii. The young Fandiri had become quite attached to the Slayer, and for good reason. So, with some consideration, she was allowed to share a room with Tamashii. The user of the Slayer System didn't seem to mind.

"And that was 2 weeks ago, right?" asked Devlin and he sighed. "I can't believe Mitsuomi is your brother." Tamashii scowled. "I apologize."

"That…thing is not my brother," growled Tamashii.

Devlin decided it was safer to change the subject. He didn't want to make Tamashii angry. Sure, he could take him, but that would just upset a lot of people.

"So, when should we tell Sandy about her being a Fandiri?" questioned Devlin.

Tamashii crossed his arms and frowned, "If it was up to me, she should never know."

"She has every right to know of her heritage, Akashi. Sooner or later she is going to find out on her own and then she'll be upset that we never told her. I for one am going to tell her."

Tamashii gave Devlin a glare, which withered, and then he replied, "I know you would. You both have that much in common to say the least."

"The difference is I've always known and I had parents to help me with it," admitted Devlin. "She's going to need us, all of us, to be there for her. We're the only family she's got now."

"Yeah, family…" agreed Tamashii.

"And family help each other, like cleaning up the place AFTER a huge party," retorted Devlin. "I still blame that Tawara friend of yours."

"You had to admit it was fun, right?" Tamashii responded. "Most of us enjoyed ourselves."

"Including or excluding you?"

"For the most part," Tamashii shrugged.

For a few days after the Slayers had moved in there was talk of a house warming party. Of course, Bunshichi had misunderstood that it was just going to be a small party with only the people living in the house and the Fentons. He had thought that it was going to be a HUGE party, considering the size of the mansion. As such, Bunshichi had gone and started talking about it at school…

And the result was…

"PARTY AT DEVLIN'S!" shouted out Kwan.

"YEAH, WE CAN THRASH HIS PLACE!" shouted Dash happily.

This was all happening in the cafeteria, about 3 days after the Slayers had moved in. Devlin knew only one person to blame.

"TAWARA!"

"Because of him, now EVERYONE knows I live in a mansion," muttered Devlin.

"Everyone didn't know you were rich?" questioned Tamashii.

"They knew. Claire's father once worked with my father on a business venture and when she knew who I was she blabbed. I didn't get a moment's peace then and now it's just gotten worse."

"Well, it was fun. Dash tried to pick a fight with me, you joined in, and Francis kicked him out."

"He still glares at me because of that," scoffed Devlin. "Stupid ape."

"Well, you seemed to get along with Kwan."

"Like I said I consider him a friend."

Kwan slapped Devlin roughly on the back, which was how he showed affection and appreciation to friends.

"Hey, Dev! Great party!" Kwan grinned. Both were standing at the snack table. The lights were dimmed and there was a disco mirror ball taking the place of the chandelier. The DJ's (Sam and Tucker) were handling the music. Devlin had to make a lot of calls when word got out about this party. It was supposed to be a simple housewarming one but now it was like one of the parties the A-Listers would throw to make a statement. Well, Devlin still had pride and was a gentleman so he had no choice but to make this party happen. At least everybody was having fun. Danny and Danielle had come to attend. Walter, Miriam, Lobo and Francis were also present to provide adult supervision but they never interfered unless they had to, like Dash's behavior for instance.

"Thank you, Kwan," Devlin nodded.

"And, well, sorry about Dash. He's a jerk," Kwan said apologetically.

"That's long forgotten," Devlin smiled. Lobo had scared off the blonde quarterback, who was probably swearing revenge right about now. "I just don't understand why you hang out with him."

"Well, he's the quarterback," said Kwan, "And he's popular."

"To me he's just an uncivilized Neanderthal," retorted Devlin. "He has no respect for anyone who he considers beneath him and hates it when someone doesn't go along with the 'Food Chain'."

"I know," Kwan agreed. "Whenever Paulina talks about you joining he throws a tantrum."

"And then he looks for me and picks a fight," added Devlin. He spread out a hand fan and fanned himself. "And I always win."

"Tell me about it. He even told me he tried to fight you and all you used for a weapon was a fan."

"Correction: he along with 5 others tried to fight me and all I used were two fans," Devlin corrected. "Either way, if everyone found out, he would be a laughing stock. I even had my eyes closed the whole time." Devlin was a Bat-Fist practitioner, involving the use of fans and putting himself in a trance through battle. Dash had been humiliated since Devlin had literally beaten him with his eyes closed and hand fans of all things.

Devlin advised, "You can do better than him. I know because you're a great pianist. Anyone who can play that beautifully and passionately isn't all bad in my book."

Kwan whispered into Devlin ear, "About that, mind not telling anyone? I still got a reputation to maintain."

"I promise, but you shouldn't really care what other people think," said Devlin. "I mean people think I hang out with losers but I'd rather be with true friends than people who pretend to be and look down on others. My mother didn't raise me that way."

"Well, that's cool. That's why girls like you, and well you are a pretty good makeup artist," Kwan pointed out.

"And violinist," Devlin boasted, "But, well during the summer I'm thinking of practicing my skills. Maybe I'll take up hairdressing."

"Hairdressing? Well, added with your makeup skills that would make you…"

"A beautician," Devlin finished. "Correct. I wish to fill the world with beautiful things…" He smirked, "And speaking of things of beauty, I have a dance with Danielle."

"Well, cool," Kwan nodded. "And if you ever need a favor, you know who to ask."

"Thank you, sempai," Devlin gave a nod.

"Well, as for Sandy…I think we should get it over with as soon as possible," said Tamashii.

"Really? Well, I guess that is the best choice." Devlin paused. "We'll be able to help her understand. I know what it's like to be born a half breed."

Tamashii gave Devlin a thoughtful look. When he'd met Devlin's mother, he'd realized that she wasn't human nor was she demon. She was…her energy was holy. It was like the energy of a celestial. Since then he knew that Devlin was lying about being half human. However, so far, he hadn't detected even the slightest hint of holy energy within Devlin. He did found it in his brother's aura so something was missing here.

"I think Lobo had some fun for a change," Tamashii grinned. "Dash brought some of his fellow throw-outs to try and tried to force their way back in."

"Ah yes," Devlin nodded. "I noticed he was wearing a rather unusual grin too."

"Amakusa!" Dash yelled as he pounded on the door of Fang Manor. "Let me in or else!"

Dash had tried to pick a fight with Tamashii, hoping to ruin the party and ruin Devlin's social credit. Sadly, it didn't work out that way. Devlin himself came to put a stop to it while Tamashii began to kick his butt. Finally, that really tall butler guy picked him up and threw him out. Meeting the ground, Dash found about five of his buddies out there, trying to figure out a way to get back in.

Getting no answer, Dash turned to his friends, "Okay, he's had his chance! Get ready guys, we're busting in! A party isn't a party until we say it is!"

"Yeah!" the football players cried out in unified idiocy.

The sounds of a door opening cut off their cheer. Turning, they saw a wild-looking man leaning on the doorframe. He was drinking from a canteen in his hand before replacing it inside his jacket.

"What do you guys want?" the man frowned. "I'm dealing with enough shouting kids inside. I don't need it out here too."

"Well that's tough, old man!" Dash frowned as he stepped up to the man. Apparently he figured his intimidation tactics would work on an adult like it did with the low kids on the high school totem pole. "We want back in and you're going to let us!"

"Oh yeah?" the man smirked. Moving fast, he grabbed Dash's jacket and lifted him up. With a light toss, he put Dash a couple of feet back. The other five football players began getting mad and prepared for a fight.

"Looks like I get to party too," the man grinned as he stepped out and shut the door behind him. "And I thought tonight was going to bore me."

"Lobo takes his job as a caretaker really seriously," stated Devlin.

Tamashi agreed, "And had fun doing it."

"I heard the screaming over the pounding music," commented Devlin.

"I would have joined but Seras wanted to dance."

"You care about her, don't you?"

"…" Tamashii sat silent for a moment. "Yeah…yeah I do. Unfortunately, until my mission is complete, I can't be with her."

Devlin looked towards his…well, not friend. Rival perhaps? Maybe along the lines of ally? He couldn't really see himself and Tamashii being all chummy but well they were themselves unique. Maybe it was alright to consider this person a friend…eventually. The scar he carried was there to remind him of what Tamashii had done to him.

"Hey, Dev!" greeted Kwan as he walked up the bleachers to meet his friend. Practice had ended. Around Kwan's neck was a towel and in his hand was a bottle of Gatorade. "Didn't think you were the type to show up and watch football practice."

Devlin shrugged. "I didn't have anything better to do. Anyway, I hope you're taking care of those magic fingers of yours…"

Kwan looked uneasy as he saw Tamashii while Devlin mentioned this. Kwan, unknown by his clique, was a magnificent pianist. Devlin had caught him playing in the music room and since then the two had become friends because of their love for music. Kwan actually learnt how to play from his late grandfather, God bless his soul, and never stopped playing. Of course, since he was a football player, he had to maintain his reputation. No one was meant to know about this. Star didn't know either and he really wanted to play something for her.

"Yeah, sure am," said Kwan as he sat down, taking a gulp of Gatorade. "Want some?" he offered.

"Thank you, but I'll pass," Devlin politely declined. He could see Dash headed for the showers but not before giving him a hateful look. "Baxter still hates me, I see."

"Well, you do stand up to him. He's used to being the big man on campus and you did beat him every time he tried to beat you," Kwan said.

Devlin used his hand fan to fan himself. It was a warm afternoon. "Well, he keeps underestimating me. And he should just give up. No one has ever beaten an Amakusa with dirty tricks and it's never going to start."

"Arrogant, aren't you?" commented Tamashii.

"Just stating a fact, Akashi," Devlin said calmly.

"Oh, hey," Kwan spoke up. "There was another Fang sighting last night. That Slayer guy was there too. You guys should've seen it!"

"We did, it was on the news," said Devlin. Last night there had been another ghost attack. Apparently, Prince Aragon of Medieval Ghost Zone had resurfaced and wanted to have his revenge against Danny Phantom. Of course, he never expected any sort of opposition.

Aragon, in his dragon form, roared as he attacked the city. People were running in a panic as he laughed, "YES, RUN! RUN, YOU PEASANTS!"

Soon, cheering was heard as Danny Phantom was seen, along with his little sister Danni Phantom. "OK, Aragon. You're going to go back to that dungeon and stay there," proclaimed Danny.

"I THINK NOT!" roared Aragon as he opened his mouth to breathe fire on Danny but suddenly a large blue capsule exploded against his side, causing him to drop out of the sky. "WHO DARES!?" he demanded. Danny looked down to see a mechanical white dragon that looked more like a snake with four clawed feet. Sitting in his chair was Masked Rider Slayer, one of the newest heroes that Amity Park was lucky to have.

Slayer gave no answer and pulled the lever again to allow his Mecha's jaws to grab one of the capsules. With a push he catapulted the capsule into Aragon's face, who roared in pain.

Forgetting the Phantoms, Aragon roared and flew straight for Slayer and the Mecha Dragoon but then the Great Dragoon got in its way and roared. The Great Dragoon tackled into Aragon violently and sent the evil ghost dragon/prince skidding across the street. Atop of the Great Dragoon's clock tower was Fang.

"Dev!" Danni cried as she flew down to her armored boyfriend. "You came!"

Fang gave her a nod and said, "Well, I couldn't let my lovely little spirit get herself hurt now, could I?" Danni blushed at his words. "So, Phantom, need help?"

Danny could see Aragon was getting up and said, "I appreciate the backup."

"OK," Fang nodded. "Slayer, hold on tight!" The Great Dragoon grabbed the Mecha Dragoon's neck between its jaws and then lifted it up before throwing its mechanical counterpart on its back, behind Fang.

The castle-wearing dragon let out a roar as it flew up with the Mecha Dragoon on top of it. The Mecha Dragoon's bin was full of capsules again thanks to teleportation technology which would reload its ammo when needed.

Aragon roared and tried for a fire blast when his mouth was frozen shut by Danny. "Two words, lizard lips; breath mints," Danny quipped. Aragon shattered the ice with his claws and roared as he flew up at Danny. Danni and he blasted at Aragon with their ecto-blasts. He managed to avoid a few but the dragon prince was still getting hit. The Great Dragoon roared and then started firing its fireballs on Aragon as the Mecha Dragoon threw its capsules at the enraged ghost. The magnitude of fire power was too much for Aragon but well the two Riders weren't done yet and neither was Danny. Danny unleashed the most powerful blast of ecto-plasmic he could muster and threw it at Aragon. Danni joined him as well, firing twin beams of ecto-energy at Aragon, pushing him towards the ground.

"NOW!' shouted out Fang before he leapt off his clock tower. Slayer jumped onto the jaws of his Mecha and was catapulted forwards.

The two Riders then dropped down towards Aragon, right legs extended, and slammed into him. It was a Double Rider Kick, though neither of them would call it that. There was an explosion of force as Aragon screamed and reverted to his normal human-like ghost form.

Fang and Slayer stepped away from the prince as he picked himself up, staggering. He pointed at the two Riders with extreme contempt. "I…I will…get you…"

Danny rolled his eyes and took out the Thermos. He twisted the cap and pulled it off before pointing the Thermos at the prince who screamed in outrage as he was sucked in before Danny capped it. "He talks way too much," stated Danny.

"He was totally awesome!" exclaimed Kwan. Devlin could feel his ego rise from the praises. "And that dragon was awesome! Slayer wasn't too bad either! And, that fight with that ghost pirate ship! That had to be the most awesome thing I saw!"

Youngblood, once again dressed as a pirate and leading his skeleton crew aboard his pirate ship, laughed as he caused panic and terror. Though adults couldn't see him, they could still see his ship and that was all that mattered.

"I'd stop if I were you," Youngblood heard and turned to see a man clad in red and black armor standing on his deck.

"Who the heck are you!?" Youngblood demanded. "And how did you get on my ship?"

"I flew," said the man, "And the name's Fang."

"Well, landlubber, you're about to walk the plank! Men, seize him!" Youngblood pointed at Fang with his cutlass. "Arg!"

Fang found himself surrounded by ghost pirates and sighed. "The hard way, huh?"

"The boy needs a spanking," spoke Fangula.

Fang soon started to go into a flurry of moves, knocking down each of the pirates who were attacking him. He used a combination of punches and kicks to take them down. They all went down easily around him because, unlike him, they didn't have the power of the Demon Emperor running through their veins.

Youngblood gaped as one man just took down his entire crew. Even his skeletal parrot was surprised.

"Sorry, this isn't personal," said Fang as he jumped overboard.

"Huh?" Youngblood flew over and looked down to see where Fang had gone and saw nothing. "Where'd he go?"

"Behind you," Youngblood heard and he narrowed his eyes before turning around…only to be staring face to face with a large black dragon.

"Uh…" Youngblood's pupils dilated as he saw the dragon and that Fang was riding it.

Fang gave a wave and then shouted, "FIRE!"

The Great Dragon roared as it reared back its head. It opened its mouth wide and fired a barrage of explosive fireballs that overwhelmed the ghostly pirate ship. It was a one-sided fight in Fang's favor. Youngblood, though mad, was completely excited because Fang just looked so cool!

"And when did you exactly start admiring Fang?" asked Tamashii curiously.

"Well, he and the Ghost-Girl saved me and Star from a monster," Kwan said. "I ran off with Star but I did stick around to see what was going on."

"So, you purposely endangered yourself to catch a glimpse of this?" frowned Tamashii. 'Idiot.'

"Well, it was just too cool not to watch," Kwan said, his excitement deflated.

"Don't mind Akashi, Kwan," said Devlin. "Well, I do hope the football team can do great next season. I heard there's some new blood."

"Hey, maybe you can join," said Kwan. Devlin shook his head.

"You've asked me before, and like I said, the football I only play is the one from my home country," said Devlin. "But thanks for the offer."

"It's called soccer here, you know," Kwan stated.

"And I'm British," retorted Devlin. "I'll call it how I've called it for years."

Kwan smiled at his friend's individuality. He'd learnt that it wasn't a bad thing. If only Dash could accept that. Since meeting Devlin, Kwan had ceased his bullying ways. "Oh, and Dev, the cheerleaders are totally checking you out."

Devlin sighed as he turned to look at the cheerleaders. Some of them were eying him and giggling. Paulina even blew him a kiss. She was attractive, sure, but she only liked him because of his talent and that he was rich. She could care less of what she thought. He was nice to them enough, and would flirt, but his heart belonged to his darling Danielle.

"Well, I'll let them ogle me for a bit, but I need to get going," said Devlin as he stood up. "I'm going to be late for fencing lessons with Lobo."

"Have fun," said Tamashii. "I'll be going to the café."

"I'm home," announced Devlin as Francis opened the door for him. He gave the large man a nod and walked straight for the man chamber.

"Master Devlin, there's a guest waiting for you in the main chamber as well," spoke Francis.

Devlin stopped and turned his head over his shoulder, quirking his one visible eyebrow. "A guest? Who?"

"Well, he told me not to tell you and to see for yourself," said Francis.

Devlin frowned, 'Sounds oddly familiar.' He walked up the steps to the main chamber and pushed open one of the doors and entered. Inside he could see Lobo sitting in his chair and drinking his usual cup of coffee with Gillian not to far away making the beverage. Sitting in another chair was an individual dressed in a black cloak but what was more surprising was that his head resembled a bat's. Gillian gave the bat-man a cup of tea and he took it before taking a sniff and sipping it.

Devlin approached the man-bat and bowed in respect, a fist in his palm. "Master Bat Li. Welcome."

Bat Li, the Master of the GekiJyu Bat-Ken (Fierce Beast Fat-Fist) stood up and returned the bow. He then sat down on the chair as Devlin sat down on a chain he'd pulled up for himself. "It's good to see you again, Devlin."

"The feeling is mutual. Tell me what brings you here, Master," said Devlin politely. A few years back, after Devlin had dropped out of the Deathtron Academy, his mother decided to call some old friends who then called some friends of their own. This led to Devlin meeting Master Bat Li, who used fans as his weapons. Devlin had been interested and practiced the art of Bat-Ken since.

"Is it so wrong to see my old pupil?" retorted Bat Li.

"Well, again I thank you for the visit," said Devlin.

"This is no simple visit, my boy," said Bat Li. He pulled a long rectangular box out of his cloak and handed it to Devlin. "I wanted to give you a present. Here." Devlin took the box and pulled off the lid. His eye widened as he gazed upon the impressive war-fan within. It was colored black with a blood red edge.

"Master, this is…" spoke Devlin.

"You still have a long way to go to be a master, but I think you're ready for the real thing. I've heard of you subduing several others with a normal hand-fan."

"Two actually," corrected Devlin. "I was only defending myself and I didn't completely hurt them." He smirked, "Their pride, however…"

"I understand. Your attitude demands you put them in their place," Master Bat Li nodded. "So, tell me about everything that's been happening with you since we last saw each other."

"Everything?" Devlin asked. "Are you sure?" Suddenly, Fangula and Roulette swooped down, flanking Devlin.

"It's alright, Devlin. Master Bat Li knows," said Fangula.

"He does?" Devlin blinked.

"We told him," said Roulette.

Devlin now knew he had nothing to fear. Of course, his Master would know if he was lying anyway. Might as well tell the truth. "Well, you see, it all started when my father sent me this box…"

Later that night…

The Slayers were on the prowl in the poorer side of town. Vampires were in town since the Fangires had shown up and had taken nest. Maybe these bloodsuckers were using this town's haunted reputation to hide their presence since ghosts were the norm. Nobody would even suspect vampires existed. Only Tamashii and Bunshichi of the Slayers were there and they also had two tag-alongs to complete the quartet.

Bunshichi looked to his left, "OK, why are you coming along? I mean you're not part of the team."

"Hey, my family's been hunting vampires for centuries," stated Richard. "I'm doing my part. Besides, someone needs to get them."

"And what's your excuse?" asked Bunshichi as he looked to his right.

"I was bored," said Devlin. "Besides, I need to practice using these." From his wrist a chain with a blade at the end came out. He grasped the chain tightly. "And I want to kill these vampires too. I won't let any innocents suffer while I can do something about it."

"Can you all keep it down?" said Tamashii. "Vampires have very good hearing."

"So, why these vampires specifically?" Devlin asked curiously. He wanted to know why they were hunting vampires. His family had a few, and some of his cousins were vampires too, as well as a couple of uncles and aunts though they were the 'Pure-Blood' kind of vampires. They weren't undead like the turned variety. His father was an exception of the rule and couldn't be considered 'undead' despite being turned. Maybe it had something to do with his warlock status as well.

"Remember those vampires that attacked us at the bowling alley?" questioned Tamashii.

"I do, and it ruined a fun night." Devlin frowned. He just wanted to have a night to be a normal teen for a change.

"Well, I think that they may have set up a nest here."

"Any idea where this nest is?" Devlin asked. He watched as Tamashii activated his Ryuugan.

"Follow me," ordered Tamashii.

"And so it begins," sighed Devlin. He reached to the sides of his belt that had holsters for his war-fan and also another weapon he'd just created. "At least it gives me a chance to test out my new toys."

This part of Amity Park was full of abandoned buildings since the last massive ghost invasion. People just moved away and never looked back and nobody was interested in moving in. The buildings hadn't been cared for, leaving it for the homeless…or vampires.

These vampires were all red eyes with pale skin and fangs. One of them was sucking the blood out of the neck of a girl, a street hooker from the looks of it, before throwing her body away like garbage. "Damn bitch. Wasn't even a good lay." The vampire licked his lips. "At least she was good for something."

"Wonder when those Fangires are going to call us for help?" asked another vampire. "I mean it's been weeks."

"Just wait. Sooner or later they'll need us. If we do good then we'll be made into Fangires," said the first vampires.

"You won't get the chance," said Tamashii as he walked into the vampires' nest. He scanned the area. There were about 3 dozen of them inside. Not a large number but definitely large enough to be troublesome. His nose picked up the scent of rotting flesh, most likely the remains of these vampires' meal.

"Who the hell are you!?" the lead vampire shouted.

Tamashii drew his swords, "Your executioners. Now!"

From behind him, his teammates, including Devlin and Richard, went on the attack.

"We should leave at least one of them alive to get information," said Devlin as he reached for his holsters and pulled out his weapons.

"Got it," nodded Richard as he drew his whip. He lashed it and ensnared a vampire by the neck. "Nighty-night, bloodsucker!" With a tug, he severed the vampire's neck and reduced him to dust. Richard found himself surrounded and grinned. "Now this is gonna be fun!" With the flick of his wrist, he produced one of his silver knives and let out a howl before attacking. He tossed the knife expertly and it struck a vampire in the heart. He started throwing his knives at the vampires while using his whip, obliterating them with ease.

Bunshichi was using ki-powered punches to smash his fists through the vampires' hearts. He was just too fast and strong for them, which made them wonder how a mere human could be so strong. This wasn't possible as he had quickly taken down 8 of them with his fists. "Who wants some more?" challenged Bunshichi.

Devlin found himself surrounded and narrowed his single eye. The vampires sneered as they stared at him and one of them sniffed the air. "Hey, guys. This one here is a half-breed." Devlin glowered. He hated to be reminded of that.

"Let's put the half-breed in its place!" shouted another vampire.

"You first," said Devlin as he spread out his war-fan. The vampires laughed as they saw this but soon stopped laughing as Devlin did a spin and sliced a vampire's head off with the razor sharp edge of his fan. The vampires were shocked by this. Devlin reached into his second holster and pulled out a black bar. With a flick of his wrist, a serrated blade extended from the bar which was the handle.

The vampires lunged for him. One tried to punch Devlin in the head while another aimed to kick him in the stomach. The puncher got his heart pierced by Devlin's blade while the kicker had his head sliced off when Devlin tossed his fan. The fan returned to Devlin and he got into a stance. Devlin was a practitioner of the martial arts style known as the Fierce Beast Bat-Fist, which utilized war-fans. Devlin enjoyed this technique because his opponent would underestimate him because he used fans as a weapon. The new weapon he had was a snake sword he dubbed the "Viper Fang". It was made of silver, the perfect weapon against vampires.

Devlin continued to fight the vampires, his eye glowing red as he did and the stained glass tribal markings appearing on his skin. The vampires saw this and started to back away in fear. Not noticing the sudden change, Devlin slid his weapons back into their holsters before throwing his hands to the ground. The Lucifer Metal chains shot from his wrists and into the ground. In a matter of second, blade tipped chains shot out from the ground and impaled the vampires from behind, running through their hearts. They all turned to dust as Devlin withdrew the chains.

"It's scary how good you're getting with that," commented Richard as he cleaned one of his knives.

Devlin struck at Richard's direction with one of his chains which made a cut in his cheek but impaled a vampire which had been sneaking up behind the Belmont. Realizing this, Richard turned around and stabbed the vampire with one of his knives, killing it as it turned to dust.

"Thanks," said Richard.

"Just watch your back, Mr. Belmont," said Devlin.

Tamashii had already finished off a few vampires, quickly and efficiently with the use of his swords. He slid them back into their scabbards and with a click secured them.

Bunshichi wiped the sweat off his brow, saying, "That's all of them."

"No," Devlin said as he scanned the area, the markings on his skin fading. "There's one left."

"Yeah, I sense him," said Tamashii as he crept up behind a pile of boxes. His eyes then widened slightly. He then kicked the boxes, causing them to fall on top of the vampire.

"Gah!" screamed the vampire as boxes fell on top of him. He then leapt up and pressed himself against a wall. "A…Akashi!" screamed the vampire, terrified at the sight of the Slayer.

"I thought it was you, Sugo," said Tamashii.

"It's Anderson now. Drake Anderson," cowered the vampire.

"I don't care," said Tamashii as he kicked Drake in the gut. "That's for running off during Sekigahara."

Devlin quirked an eyebrow, "You know this vampire?"

"We've run into each other a few times," Tamashii responded. He continued to kick Drake. "What the hell are you doing in Amity Park? Are you working for the Fangires?"

"Hell, no!" denied Drake. "There's no way I'll work with those freaks."

"A freak calling others freaks," muttered Richard. Devlin elbowed Richard. "Hey!"

"Watch your mouth. Some of my relatives are vampires," hissed the dhampir.

"Oh…my bad," Richard gulped sheepishly.

"And besides," said Tamashii, still kicking Drake, "He's not a freak, he's just a coward. So, why are you here?"

"Uh, well…after hearing what happened to you after Sekigahara, I started researching these Fangires. And you'll never guess what I found out!"

"That Tokugawa was really the Dragon Fangire?" said Tamashii. Drake nodded. "I know. How else would someone like Mitsuhide be able to get the drop on Oda-sama? That still doesn't answer my question," Tamashii frowned. "WHAT are you doing here?"

"I was laying low!" Drake almost shrieked. "Fangires on the rise and stuff, y'know? They're really moving too! It's risky being a vampire these days!"

"Explain," Devlin frowned. Stepping forward, Drake glimpsed at Devlin and paled even further.

"Uh…yes sir, Demon Prince," Drake gulped. Devlin quirked an eyebrow at being called 'Demon Prince'. "Well, the Fangires are recruiting a lot of vampires, promising evolution and such. Me, I know it's a load of bull. You don't get that kind of power for just being a gopher."

"Demon Prince?" asked Bunshichi

"Well, that's what they call Fang these days," Drake answered, trying to keep his gaze off Devlin. "I mean, do you honestly think the Scorpion didn't want to brag about beating Slayer and Fang?"

"He struck me as the type," Tamashii frowned. "Keep talking."

"W-well, he recorded the entire Hive Lords thing for all the Fangire Clans to see," Drake gulped. "Do you realize how many Fangires and vampires you freaked out when you took down the Hive Lords? I mean, that was before the Demon Prince revealed himself."

"Why would how I look freak out Fangires?" asked Devlin.

"Because the Fangires worshipped the Demon Emperor, man!" Drake cried out. "He was the one who kept them in check, protected them, and made sure they were punished if they broke their laws. He was their king!"

Devlin frowned slightly. This was definitely something he wanted to hear. This was some of the most reliable information he was getting about the Demon Emperor. Still, he needed to know more.

"So what happened to the guy?" asked Richard. "I mean, obviously the Fangires are running wild. So what gives?"

"He was overthrown," Drake answered. "A bunch of Fangires who were experimenting on themselves boosted their strength and caught him off guard. Last I heard they entombed him somewhere."

"And because I am using his power, the Fangires are getting scared," Devlin reasoned.

"Damn right!" Drake cried. "I mean, your gold armor is a spitting image! Your weapons, sealing souls, fusing with other Fangires, and Roulette the golden dragon! You're him in all but name!"

Devlin's frown deepened. He was getting more information from this vampire than he was from his partners. He knew if he asked Fangula he'd just dodge the question so he had to find answers himself. Unfortunately, there wasn't much info on the Demon Emperor. This was the first clue he'd gotten about said Emperor's identity.

"Please, you need to help me!" shouted Drake as he groveled at Devlin's feet. "I don't wanna die! I got so much to live for!"

"He's annoying," said Devlin.

"Agreed, but he's a good source of information at times so I let him live," said Tamashii.

"So, will you help me? I really need a good hideout! I'll do anything!" Drake cried.

Tamashii turned his head to look at the Rider and smirked. Devlin immediately caught the meaning and protested, "No! No way! I am not doing it! We have enough people living there as it is! No way am I letting him stay!"

"I can't believe I'm letting you stay," grumbled Devlin as he walked into Fang Manor with Drake behind him. The others had gone off somewhere, leaving Devlin to babysit his newest 'houseguest'. "My home isn't a hotel."

"Oh, thank you," said Drake gratefully. He shook Devlin's hands vigorously. "You are indeed generous, Demon Prince!" Devlin tore his hands away from Drake's grasp.

"First off: don't call me that name," warned Devlin. He continued, "And don't think you'll be living here for free. If you want a place to sleep or blood to drink, you need to earn it."

"I'll do anything!" Drake saluted.

Devlin rolled his eye. "Now, since you know a lot about the Demon Emperor, I want you to find any more information about him and his connection to the Fangires. I know there's more than just being their king."

"Oh, OK," Drake blinked. "I can do that."

"Good," said Devlin. "Francis, please show Mr. Anderson to an empty guest room."

"Yes, Master," Francis nodded. "Follow me," said Francis as he walked. Drake followed after the butler.

Devlin leaned his back against the double-doors. "Demon Prince? Fangire King? What does it all mean?" He removed his glove and willed the markings to appear. "Fangula, I got a lot of questions for you."

The coffin opened up and a male figure sat up as he looked around himself. "Where am I?"

"I'm glad you're back, Ryuzaki," said the Dragon to the Salamander Fangire. "It took us a long time to reform your body. How are you feeling?"

Ryuzaki glowered, "How am I feeling? I had my body broken apart and my soul turned into a stone. How do you think I am feeling!?"

"I'd watch that tone of voice if I were you," the Dragon warned. "Emi and Mitsuomi had to give all the life energy they consumed to you to let you live again. I ordered them to do so since you're still useful."

Ryuzaki licked his lips. His hunger returned and he wanted those girls who'd eluded him. "Fine, as long as I get my revenge."

"So," began the Dragon. "I'll ask again. How do you feel?"

Ryuzaki smiled. "Pissed off and ready for round three."

The next day, after school, Devlin was in a room with several members of the Freshmen 'in-crowd' discussing about the upcoming Freshman Dance. Devlin himself was considered part of the in-crowd despite his reluctance and hanging out with his friends. He wasn't as arrogant as these people.

Claire was part of the committee organizing the dance and he'd been elected as the committee's head by a unanimous vote. He'd been nominated by Richard, obviously, and he was elected immediately since he had money and popularity, and was intelligent, not to mention attractive.

They'd began organizing the dance a week ago. The dance would take place in two more weeks, giving them ample time for it. They already discussed things like food, refreshments, decorations and the like. Music was still an issue though and the theme hadn't been decided.

"So, what about a "Welcoming Summer" theme?" suggested one of the committee members, a Freshman member of the Football team.

"You mean like the beach?" asked a girl who was part of the cheerleading squad.

"Yeah," the football player grinned. "All the girls dress in bathing suits and the guys in trunks and Hawaiian shirts."

"You just want to ogle at all the girls, Andrew," chided Claire. "Devlin, what about you? Why don't we have it in your place?"

Devlin sighed. "After the last party we had and the mess we had to clean up, I doubt my guardians will allow me to have another party."

"Hey, that place of yours is big enough for any party," said the cheerleader, Stacy as he recalled.

"Agreed, but after the last one, I can't have parties unless it's a holiday," responded Devlin. He tapped his pen against a sheet of paper. "Now, aside from theme, we need to select music. It's either a DJ or a live band."

"I can get us a DJ," said Andrew. "I mean I heard Manson and Foley used to be DJ's for the school."

"We'll put that under consideration," said Devlin.

"But even if we do agree on a band, how will we get one?" asked Stacy.

"I got that taken care of," said Devlin. "As for a theme, how about a Horror Costume Ball?"

The rest of the committee blinked. They knew Devlin had gothic tastes if his clothing and mansion was evident enough.

"Sounds…juvenile," said Claire with a grimace.

"Hey, it sounds fun to me," said Andrew. "I say we second it."

"Well, you wanna vote now?" Stacy asked.

"Fine…" sighed Claire. 'Maybe I could dress up and dance with Devlin.'

The Fangire Clan Heads were in a meeting of their own. The only ones who were not in attendance were the head of the Reptile Clan, who was plotting, and the head of the Insect Clan, who had been destroyed by Fang and Slayer.

"We…are in VERY big trouble," the head of the Aqua Clan frowned.

"Don't have to tell me twice," the head of the Beast Clan growled. "Scorpion is gone, as well as the Hive Lords."

"How is this possible?!" the head of the Avian Clan shrieked. "They were elite! Undefeatable! Unstoppable!"

"Obviously Fang and Slayer proved otherwise," the head of the Aqua Clan snapped. "I assume that you all saw the events that Scorpion had aired for all to see?"

"How couldn't we?" asked the head of the Avian Clan. "Fang changed into the spitting image of the Demon Emperor! Many members of my clan are calling him the Demon Prince!"

"Many of mine agree," the head of the Beast Clan nodded. "Frankly, I'm inclined to agree. That kind of power…not to mention Roulette himself had arrived. That just proves it."

"We can't let this dissuade us!" the head of the Avian Clan shrieked. "We overthrew the Demon Emperor and those who supported him! He was too cowardly to take what we deserved so we decided to do it ourselves!"

"Aye, we did," the head of the Aqua Clan nodded. "However, it seems that he had an heir planned to take the reins. The seers mentioned the golden prince, but we had all considered it an echo. We had sealed the Demon Emperor away."

"Either he got out and chose an heir, or his power finally found someone worthy," the head of the Flora Clan spoke finally. "We should have realized that power such as his could not be extinguished."

"Feh, we did it once, we can do it again," the head of the Beast Clan growled.

"Sometimes I wonder," the head of the Flora Clan sighed. "We see ourselves as a pinnacle, insurmountable, unbeatable. But…in these past months we have lost more or our kin than we have since the Fangire species was born. In all that time, the only ones who could truly destroy a Fangire are Slayer, Fang, other Fangires…or the Demon Emperor himself."

"What are you saying?" the head of the Avian Clan frowned. "You are dangerously close to treason."

"Oh, I am not going to stab anyone in the back," the head of the Flora Clan shrugged. "My grave is too deeply dug for that. I will however offer a question."

"And what would that be?" asked the head of the Aqua Clan.

"During the reign of the Demon Emperor, the Fangire race had security, peace, abundant food, prosperity, and happiness," the head of the Flora Clan spoke. "When Dragon took over, we have become war-like, gluttonous, arrogant, disorganized, and killers for the sake of killing, rather than food. Dragon promised us a golden age, but I have yet to see any indication that he is attempting to bring that."

Devlin exited the school and yawned tiredly. His eyes brightened when he saw his beloved 'Ghost-Girl' waiting outside.

"Sorry I'm late," apologized Devlin as he walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "The meeting took a lot longer than I thought." Danielle reached up to stroke his cheek, smiling.

"It's okay," replied Danielle. "I mean you're going to be busy with organizing the dance and all." She frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"It's just that…Claire is part of the committee," Danielle grumbled. Devlin immediately eased her worries with a deep kiss. She returned the kiss with a sigh as she felt his lips messaging hers. He slowly pulled away, licking his lips and fangs.

"Sweet lips," he smirked.

"Oh, you!" she lightly smacked his chest. "You really do know how to make me feel better."

"What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't?" he retorted. "Now, how about a walk in the park and then we can stop by the café?"

"Sure," she nodded. The couple walked off school grounds, hand-in-hand, not realizing someone was watching them from afar.

Ryuzaki bit his lower lips, eyes blazed in fury, "That brat. I remember how you stopped me. First, I'll kill you, then I'll go after Akashi. Maybe I'll leave you alive so I can rape that girl of yours…"

In Café Mal d'amour, Tamashii looked up from his place at the counter. Chiaki, Bob and Bunshichi were also working. Seras wasn't around since she had a photo shoot. At the counter sat Lobo, enjoying a cup of coffee. Surprisingly, Gillian and Francis also decided to help out. Gillian became the café's greeter and new waitress as Francis mopped the floors, cleaned the tables and did the dishes along with taking orders. Most of the male customers couldn't take their eyes away from the beautiful female Fangire as she took their orders.

"Something the matter?" Lobo asked the samurai.

"I just have this weird feeling, that's all," said Tamashii. "Like someone is back for payback."

"Maybe you're right," nodded Lobo. "Maybe…" He raised up the cup. "One more and put it on my tab."

"OK," said Chiaki as she started to make one more cup of coffee.

As Devlin and Danielle arrived in the park, all of a sudden the strings of his mystical violin began to vibrate and 'sing'. He stopped in his tracks as Danielle gave him a questionable look.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Fangire," uttered Devlin.

He spun around and his eye widened when he saw none other than Ryuzaki standing there with a sadistic smirk on his face.

"YOU!" shouted Devlin. "But you can't be back!" Devlin protested.

"That's right, I'm back," said Ryuzaki maliciously. "And I want payback, so if you don't mind…" the stained glass markings on his face appeared before he morphed into his true Fangire form. Of course, now he had a humanoid face with some reptilian features since the stained glass patterns resembled scales colored red, yellow and orange. He had tree spikes jutting out each shoulder and a salamander's head on his chest. His fingers and toes ended with sharp claws.

As soon as he changed, the people in the park ran for their lives, leaving Devlin and Danielle alone.

"Danielle, run," said Devlin but then he saw the flash of light and turned to see she had turned into her ghost mode. "Danielle?"

"I'm not leaving you," she said firmly.

"But, Danielle-" he started to protest but seeing the determined look on her face, he knew he couldn't deny her. "OK," he gave her a nod as the chains slithered out from his wrist. He gripped the blades and focused his eyes on the Salamander Fangire. "It'll take Fangula awhile to get here, so we better hold him off while we can."

"Right," Danielle nodded in agreement.

The Salamander Fangire soon started his attack, the salamander head in his chest opening its jaws to fire a barrage of fireballs at the dhampir and halfa. They both dodged to opposite sides to avoid the blasts before attacking. Devlin used his chains and hurled them at the Fangire who got struck in the chest by them. Swinging them around, he slashed the Fangire repeatedly. At the same time, Danni was using ecto-blasts on Ryuzaki but they didn't have much of an effect on him.

Ryuzaki grabbed the chains and then tugged on them. Devlin dug his heels into the ground as Ryuzaki continued to pull. The chains were a part of him so it hurt him when they were being tugged. Roaring, the Salamander Fangire gave a powerful tug that pulled Devlin into the air. Swinging the chains above his head, he then repeatedly smashed Devlin against the ground without mercy. He then let go of the chains. Devlin was lying on the ground, bruised and bloodied from the abuse, his chains lying limply around him. The chains began to slowly retract.

"Devlin!" shouted Danielle as she flew to help him. Ryuzaki smashed his fist right into Danielle, sending her flying into a tree. She was knocked out instantly on impact, forced back to human form, as Devlin watched, horrified.

"Danielle…" he whispered before yelling out, "DANIELLE!"

Back at Fang Manor, a golden streak flew out of it, shouting out, "It's time for my dramatic entrance!" It was Roulette.

Topper stood outside the mansion, watching as the golden streak flew out a window and through the air. He smirked and said, "Well, well, well, looks like the Demon Emperor is about to make his Amity Park debut."

Ryuzaki chuckled as he marched towards her. "Now, I can have her…" Devlin grabbed him from behind and pulled him back, wrestling with the Fangire. "You damn boy! Trying to stop me again!?"

"Yes I am," growled Devlin as stained glass patterns started appearing on his skin. He didn't look like he noticed this and neither did Ryuzaki as the patterns vanished as soon as they appeared. Ryuzaki elbowed Devlin in the gut before throwing him to the ground. He stomped on Devlin's back, forcing him to the ground, before flipping over his body and stomping on his chest. Devlin spat out blood.

"Stay there and just watch," the Salamander Fangire said before turning back to finish off Danielle.

Devlin struggled back to his feet and shouted out, "FANGULA!" Fangula responded to the call and flew into Devlin's open hand. The boy pressed Fangula against his free hand, allowing the vampire to bite him. The energy flowed through his body as the patterns appeared once more along with his stained glass tribal markings as his Fang Belt materialised from the ghostly chains.

"Henshin," Devlin hissed as he snapped Fangula on the belt.

"Wake Up!"

Devlin began charging at Ryuzaki as the armor formed. The chains shattered off him, revealing Devlin's Fang Armor, as he grabbed Ryuzaki from behind. Ryuzaki shrugged Fang off before slashing him repeatedly in the chest, sending sparks flying. He then sent Fang flying with a fireball, slamming him into a tree. Fang slid down the bark and looked on as the Salamander Fangire proceeded towards Danielle.

"Devlin, get back up!" Fangula ordered.

Suddenly, the two heard a laughing sound as a golden creature floated over them."Hello, master!"

"What?" Fangula asked, confused. "Roulette?" It was none other than the golden dragon, Roulette, and the key to unlocking Fang's true power.

"Time to party!" The golden dragon swooped down and shattered the chains binding Fang's shoulder pads. Fang stood up as the shoulder pads unfolded and enlarged like a pair of bat wings. The wings glowed golden letting loose a swarm of golden bats. Fang raised up his left arm and the golden dragon attached himself to it, shouting out, "FINAL WAKE UP!"

The bats came flying back and engulfed Fang's body, changing him to his most powerful form, the Demon Emperor Form. The bats granted him golden boots, gauntlets, torso armor, and a blood red chestplate that looked like bat wings with three green jewels in a vertical line. He was also given a new visor topped with a golden crescent moon ornament. A burst of flames from his back formed his cape.

Fang's eyes went towards Ryuzaki who was ready to kill Danielle but he acted quickly and grabbed Ryuzaki by the back of his neck before throwing him into the air. Ryuzaki rolled over the grass before looking up at Fang. His eyes widened as he looked at Fang's new appearance. "NO!" Ryuzaki roared before firing a stream of flames but Fang's new armor made the fire harmless to him. Ryuzaki decided to do this the old fashion way and lunged at Fang who slammed his fist hard into Ryuzaki's face. Fang then proceeded to kick Ryuzaki in the gut repeatedly, causing sparks to explode off Ryuzaki with each impact before he used a side kick to send Ryuzaki sailing. Ryuzaki picked himself up and looked at Fang, enraged. He charged straight at the Rider, body covered in flames.

Fang raised his dragon equipped left arm and pulled the head, which was the switch. Images under the window on the dragon's back began to spin rapidly before it stopped, showing an image resembling Fang's visor with a pair of wings flanking it. A red aura rose up around Fang as he got into a pose.

"WAKE UP FEVER!"

Fang leapt up and when he gained enough altitude he dropped back down with both feet aimed at Ryuzaki.

"IMPERIAL MOON BREAK!"

A pair of sharp energy blades were attached to his ankles, formed from his own energy. He smashed into Ryuzaki and delivered several powerful kicks in succession as the energy blades slashed into Ryuzaki repeatedly. Ryuzaki's feet dragged along the ground as Fang kept striking Ryuzaki violently.

Ryuzaki slammed into a tree before Fang leapt off him and landed on the ground. He turned away and threw his cape off his shoulder dramatically before walking away from Ryuzaki. Fang's emblem formed in the air for a moment before it faded away. Ryuzaki's body slid down the tree and then his entire body exploded into glass shards leaving nothing, not even his soul, behind.

Fang went to check on Danielle. He kneeled down and brushed some of her hair away from her face, "Danielle? Are you okay?"

The ghost girl opened her eyes to see Fang's new form up close. She knew this was Devlin and gasped. "Wow…you look amazing."

The armor vanished in a flash of light as the golden bats flew away and faded into nothingness. The golden dragon and Fangula perched themselves on Devlin's shoulders. Fangula was on the left while the dragon was on the right.

"Wonderful!" the golden dragon cheered.

Gently clasping Danielle's hand, Devlin hoisted the halfa to her feet. She smiled brightly before hugging him, almost knocking Fangula and Roulette off of their perches.

"I'm glad you're okay," Devlin sighed in relief.

"As long as I have you," Danielle smiled. "I know I'll be safe."

"What did you say?" the Dragon Fangire growled angrily.

"It seems," Emi sighed. "Ryuzaki had gone after Fang and his lover. From what my agents told me, Fang assumed his Emperor Form and destroyed him."

"Is his soul still available?" the Dragon Fangire sighed. Ryuzaki had a role to play in some plans and getting him again would be worth it.

"No sir, he's GONE. There's no soul to recover," Emi answered. "Fang destroyed it completely. Nothing was left to recover."

The Dragon Fangire's claws dug into the armrests of his chair. That was not something he had wanted to hear. Ryuzaki's abilities were high class and very hard to replace. An elemental Fangire was rare. Often they hid from sight. Of all the targets he could have gotten, he tried to take down Fang.

"The FOOL!" the Dragon Fangire roared as he stood up. The armrests of his chair became pulp as he clenched his fists in them. "I did not have him revived simply so he could seek vengeance or pick up his old habits! He had a purpose, and now he's gone for good!"

"So what do you intend to do?" Mitsuomi asked stoically.

"This can't go on," the Dragon Fangire growled. "We have to destroy Slayer and Fang. Their interference can no longer be tolerated."

"You know," Mitsuomi spoke up. "Many Fangires and vampires are calling him the Demon Prince, as in the heir of the Demon Emperor."

"Impossible!" the Dragon Fangire roared. "The Demon Emperor is dead and buried! I and the other Clan Heads did away with him! He is no threat!"

"Obviously he got out, or at least his spirit did," Mitsuomi shrugged. "He obviously passed his power onto the Akuma boy."

"Akuma, shakuma," the Dragon Fangire growled. "A bunch of misfits and freaks. They call themselves the top….heh, we Fangires are superior. We will prove the best over time."

'So you say,' Mitsuomi and Emi thought to themselves.

When Devlin and Danielle arrived at the café, Gillian opened the door to them, "Welcome to-" she gasped. "Danielle!" she began to panic as she helped Devlin bring the girl inside. "What happened?"

"Had a run in with a Fangire," he replied. He looked around and saw that none of the customers were paying them much attention. Good. He needed to talk with Tamashii.

"No wonder I felt your power," realized Gillian as she helped Danielle to one of the booths and set her down. "I'll go get her a glass of water."

"Thank you," Devlin nodded. He walked over to the counter and planted himself on one of the seats next to Lobo. "Hey, Akashi."

"Yes?" responded Tamashii. "You want something to drink? Ask Bob or Chiaki."

"Not interested but thanks for offering," remarked Devlin. "Anyway, I had a confrontation with Ryuzaki."

Tamashii stared at him and said, "What?"

"Ryuzaki came back. I guess they managed to bring him back," said Devlin. Chiaki came to take his order when she brought Lobo his next cup of coffee. "Ice tea," he told her. She nodded and went to make the drink for him.

"So that was the odd feeling," muttered Tamashii. He then said, "So, you took care of him?"

"He made two mistakes," began Devlin as he raised up his middle and index finger. "One: he underestimated me. And Two: he hurt Danielle. So I executed him for his insolence."

"You're starting to talk like a king," remarked Lobo as he slowly sipped his coffee. It was his 4th cup already. The people here, despite being vampire hunters, he had to admit knew how to make good coffee; real coffee, not like the stuff in Starbucks. He never added anything to his coffee. He liked it nice and strong with the original flavor.

"Well, I am known as the 'Demon Prince' for a reason," smirked Devlin. "Anyway, I also came to tell you that the committee has already decided on the theme for the dance and the music."

"The dance. As in the one after Finals?"

"Exactly," nodded Devlin. "They'll inform the students before the start of study week." Study week was when all classes were cancelled to give time for students to study for the Finals. The school would still be opened to allow students to use resources to help with their studying. Then there were Finals and then the Freshman Dance. "As for music they'll be a live band as well as a DJ."

"Live band, huh?" Tamashii stared. "I'm guessing it's going to be your band, the Fang Gang, correct?"

Fang Gang was the band that Devlin started, made up of himself, Lobo, Francis and Gillian with Topper acting as their manager. Devlin was on lead vocals, along with Lobo on electric guitar, Francis on bass and Gillian on the keyboard. He'd started it several days after returning from Metropolis on a whim and realized they had potential. Devlin would also write songs and was inspired by his adventures as Fang. He'd also written songs in tribute of his Arms Monsters. Gillian had nearly hugged the life out of him after she found out he'd written a song for her entitled "Innocent Trap". The other songs were "Destiny's Play" for Fang, "Silent Shout" for Francis and "Shout in the Moonlight" for Lobo. The newer ones were in tribute of the Slayer System known as "Individual System" and the Demon Emperor Form known as "Supernova". An instrumental piece entitled "Entrance Procession" had also been written.

They'd played a week ago on the café's stage and everyone enjoyed their performance. Kwan had even brought Star along to watch his friend sing. That had increased Devlin's standing with the in-crowd, not like he cared of course. But the amount of fan-mail was flattering.

"So, aside from studying for Finals, I'll also be busy with organizing the dance and rehearsing," said Devlin with a shrug. "So, are you going to be taking Seras to the dance, Akashi? I know she'll be looking forward to it."

"I haven't asked her," admitted Tamashii. "And shouldn't we be more concerned about the Reptile Clan and whatever they're planning? I mean you just got attacked today."

Devlin's eyes narrowed. "Yes, them." Ryuzaki's attack had reminded him that the Reptile Clan of Fangires was still at large. "Drake's been collecting information for me and what he's found out…it involves us being 6 feet under."

Tamashii sighed. "As usual…We're obstacles."

"He's telling us to be careful. Fangires are going to either bow down to us or try to take us down after what we did to the Insect Clan's Hive Lords."

"Well, if we do see Mitsuomi, Snake or the Dragon, leave them to me," Tamashii swore, "They're mine." Tamashii still refused to refer to the Snake Fangire by her old name.

Devlin wanted to object but he really couldn't. He understood that to Tamashii his honor was important so this was a fight for his honor. It was personal in a lot of ways.

He turned to look at Danielle and grabbed his glass. He took a sip of the refreshing beverage and smiled. He didn't want anything to disrupt the peace here. He, as the heir of the Demon Emperor, wanted peace amongst the races of humans and Fangires and would gladly fight for it.

"Mind if I take the stage?" asked Devlin.

Tamashii shrugged. "Sure." He reached under the counter and placed a violin case on the top. "Here you go." This was an extra violin that Devlin had the Slayers keep for him in the café when he wanted to play on stage. He couldn't always bring the Blood Rose with him whenever he went due to its value so this was the only alternative. He only ever brought a violin along with him when he went to practice in the music room.

Devlin opened up the case and took out the violin and bow. "Thank you." He walked up to the stage, sat on the stool, and started to play a piece for the customers. The music had a soothing effect on everyone and allowed those who heard it to relax. It was Devlin's specialty, using music to beautify the world.