James flapped his newly sprouted wings, stretching them out. "I haven't used this in so long…" James said, cracking the bones in his neck and yawning. Black feathers slowly dropped from his wings.

"So this is your trump card? A damn black winged angel?" Antony laughed as if the transformation was a joke at the comedy club. James sweat dropped, ignoring the laughter and to his surprise, Antony pulled the trigger, firing 10 bullets at once.

"Is that even possible?! James thought, parrying all of them. One bullet pierced through his wing leaving a hole on it. "Oh great, you already got it dented." James sighed, and the wing healed itself.

"What the hell was that?" Antony asked, shooting more bullets and reloading them faster than an expert marksman.

"My wings are made from Dark Matter, so think about it for five seconds you idiot." James said, parrying them all with spins, flips, and simple sidesteps.

"Ah, so destroying those would be impossible. I'd have to kill you myself then." Antony smirked, new plans formulating in his mind. Feeling his mind being taken over by his 'Burn', he allowed it, giving into his animalistic side, but not fully, wanting to limit the insanity so that no one knows of what's going on.

"Die!!" James yelled, flapping his wings violently while swinging his scythe. Dark Matter feathers all flew at Antony like throwing knives, as well as Black Moon Slash waves being sent out as well. Quickly, Antony raised up a diamond wall that was at it's critical point in carbon hardening. Antony's eyes widened as he saw slight dents on the wall, as if it were beginning to crack.

"Shit, looks like he's strengthening his attack levels by letting out him…" Antony thought, a sword with a regular hilt forming in his hand. The blade was made of the highest level of carbon hardening for a diamond, meaning it would slice through anything without a problem. "I guess I may have to try to end this quicker than I thought… Oh well… Farewell brother…" he thought, creating a diamond box around James to keep him occupied. Quickly, Antony made a run for it so he could be on top of the box, ready for when it crumbled, just on top of James, waiting patiently for the idiot to cause him to fall right on him, impaling him with the diamond sword. James of course, sliced his scythe multiple times, sending more and more waves of Dark Matter, while flapping his wings more and more violently, Dark Matter feathers being thrown in all directions, crumbling the entire structure. He was surprised to see that Antony was no longer there, so he looked around, confused on where he was. He quickly looked up to see Antony falling down right on top of him, the diamond blade stabbing directly through his heart. Quickly, he let go of the sword and jumped away, leaving the sword to hit the ground and stab through the ground, James now stuck where he was.

"It's over for you… Brother…" Antony sighed, walking away.

"And where do you think you're going…" James' angered voice now changed to a demonically crazy one (Like Hollow Ichigo/Ogichi from Bleach) Quickly, he looked at his brother who was amazingly lifting the sword off of his body, amazingly.

"How the hell?! What the hell is he?!" Antony thought, now really surprised.

"I told you brother… I won't rest until my damned goals are achieved!" James rose back up, the sword now in his hand, the diamond slowly turning black due to the amounts of Dark Matter being released from his body. The blade then just corroded to nothing.

"So it looks like he just won't die… Hmm… Interesting…" Antony thought, his whole body being covered by a diamond egg shape.

"GET BACK HERE YOU COWARD!!" James yelled, sending a Dark Hurricane at the diamond egg. Sadly, no dent nor corrosion was in effect from the attack. "I WON'T ALLOW YOU TO ESCAPE!" he yelled, still sending more and more violent vortexes of Dark Matter at the diamond egg. Still, not even a scratch nor a bit of corrosion in effect. The egg suddenly began to crack, meaning that the time for some other creation to be born was now arriving. "So you decided to face the music, eh?!" he yelled, sending a vortex that seemed to be ten times more stronger, faster, and violent, compared to the original Dark Hurricane.

"Not going to happen…" a strange voice emanated from where the egg had cracked open, sounding soft, and yet slightly creepy in it's own way (Almost like the 14th's voice.) Suddenly, the Dark Hurricane was just deflected away, as if someone had taken a bat, and batted it away (Note: HOME RUN!! -Laugh.-)

"What the hell's going on here?!" James asked.

"…" the voice didn't answer and the egg shell made of diamond corroded away into diamond dust. To James' surprise, he saw his brother, wings made of diamond on his back, diamond claws on each hand, a dragon head-like helmet on him, and a long, flexible tail made from diamond on his body.

"So, you decided to get serious?" he smirked, his scythe turning back into a katana.

"Yes. I can't let my brother be the one to have all the fun in going full power…" Antony answered, his wings flapping and stretching. Suddenly, it looked like the boys had disappeared, but in reality, they were attacking each other with their hardened blades. Antony clashed his diamond claws, against James' Dark Matter-charged katana. They seemed to be evenly matched.

"Hm, looks like we're evenly matched… But how come he decided to do this now? He could've done it before to just kill me. Or is this really just him toying with me again…" a thought ran through 'Burn' mode James' mind.

"What do you suppose by just saying that?" 'Burn' thought.

"It means that he's definitely hiding something behind his back, so try to not let your guard down if it looks like you're kicking his ass…" 'Careless' said.

"Alright then…" 'Burn thought. Both Antony and James stopped clashing swords, the both of them about a good 30 feet away from each other. Antony's cold expression had not changed since the beginning of his new transformation, almost like a person with a Poker face would use, that way to hide the fact that they had a winning hand on them. Antony's wings began to flap gently, lifting him up into the air. James did the same, that way to keep up with him so that he wouldn't be caught with the disadvantage. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, both the boys were flapping their wings violently. Dark Matter feathers were thrown out from James' wings due to the violent flapping. For Antony's wings however, they released many diamond feathers that were shot out precisely, like an army of archers shooting millions of arrows that seemed to have a heavenly white glow. Both black and white feathers kept hitting each other, and whichever ones that didn't clash into each other, James and Antony would just parry them, appearing to look like the angels of war battling each other, dancing in the air while dodging the opponent's attacks.

"Looks like you're starting to get the hang of how my attacks go." James said with a smirk.

"It's just too predictable." Antony said, flying at James, leaving a streak of white as he flew at rapid speeds. James flew in the same speed as well, leaving a streak of black as he flew. Antony's claws, and James' katana clashed yet again, causing sparks to form, they continued swinging their weapons at each other, almost like the black samurai, trying to defeat the white beast in a battle of wills. Their weapons just kept clashing into each other, causing sparks to form. All that kept happening was the stalemate.

"Crap, I can't keep this form up if it only draws out the stalemate… Looks like I'll need to try to end this fast." James thought.

"Looks like that form of his isn't stabilizing, meaning he can't keep up his form as long as I can, so I'll need to keep drawing up stalemates, that way his form will demateralize, and then, it'll be victory for me." Antony thought in his head. James breathed in and breathed out deeply, dense levels of Dark Matter forming around his sword, taking the shape of a dragon, while it's wings greatly spread out, connecting with his body's wings. His eye pupils changed from yellow to blood red, symbolizing that anyone facing that attack would end up dead. The wings seemed to have been stringed together by a thick ring of Dark Matter.

"Say farewell to your own life, brother…" James said in a low whisper "Dark Dragon!" he yelled out.

"I won't die… Not yet…" Antony responded, his wings fully spreading out, awaiting for James' next move. He swung his sword in Antony's general direction, the Dark Matter dragon flying at Antony. He spun to dodge it and placed his right hand on it, gathering as much Dark Matter as he could, the Dark Matter forming into a sphere-like shape. Quickly, Antony flew at James, slamming the orb of Dark Matter onto his stomach, the force of the Dark Matter was so intense, it sent him flying backwards, slamming himself against a wall.

"No! I won't… I won't let my life end!" James thought, trying to recover from what just happened, but remembered the defect of his Dark Angel form, that he couldn't use his previous powers of healing or teleportation using the shadows. Antony somehow appeared in front of James, his diamond claws pressing against James' throat. It wasn't pressed hard enough to cause a cut (Lucky for him!), just hard enough to threaten him that he will die if he makes a funny movement. James twitched his katana slightly, noticing that Antony was dangerously close enough to get stabbed by his katana. Antony looked down at the hand holding the katana.

"So you were going to try and stab me with that…" Antony said, almost as if he had read his brother's mind. "Sorry, not happening, you'll just take me out at the same time after I take you out. So I have another plan…" Antony said, stabbing his other set of claws into James' torso, a white cross forming on James' back. Before James could even make a movement, he threw James across the room, ready to snap his fingers.

"CURSE YOU! CURSE YOU ANTONY!!" James yelled in his horrific voice as Antony snapped his fingers, causing the cross made of white energy to explode.

"And with that, you have been crucified by your own brother… Goodbye… James…" Antony said as he began walking over toward the Akuma Factory.

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A picture fell off of Kesenai's shelf, hitting him on the head, and landing on the ground. He looked down and picked it up, seeing that it was a picture that he had kept of himself with James as children. He noticed that the frame had now been cracked, the crack running over just James' face, none covering Kesenai at all… "James… Please be alright you idiot, don't get into some stupid, life-risking business…" he thought in his mind, placing the picture back to where it belonged…

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Disclaimer: OH YOU GET THE POINT! I DON'T OWN D.GRAY-MAN, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!

D.Gray-Talk-Show: (Starring: No one since no one decided to ask questions, and also the director needs to be hired so… Yeah… No D.Gray-Talk-Show for tonight. You can still ask questions in the previous chapter so that we can get the cast together to make another show… BYE!)

Author's Note: I got nothing for this one! -Laugh.- BYE GUYS! SEE YA NEXT TIME!!