Chapter 6 A Test of Power

I do not own Rosario + Vampire in any way shape or form.

It's back!

"Man, where the hell have you been?" Tsukukune asked curiously.

Moka walked up in front of Syphon, Youki flaring. "I don't care where he's been. I'm still going to kill him."

Ehehe maybe we should go...to uh...um...

Grabbing Syphon's throat choking him. "You bastard, what are your plans!? What have you done to me!?"

*Choking noises*

"Ok Moka, I think that's enough...he's still human...he still needs air to breathe." Tsukune said worriedly, as he needed to save Syphon from Moka's wrath. But at the same time he could easily suffer the same wrath.

Moka threw Syphon back into his chair, as he gasped for breath.

That...was...so...uncalled for!

Whipping her hair in his face, and turning her back to him. "Whatever just start the chapter already."

Tsukune woke to the infirmary around him. It was now the third day after the incident. All the students had left the school grounds now including Moka, despite her protests. So Tsukune was left alone with the few staff that had remained. Looking around the infirmary, to the average eye he was alone. To an enhanced vampiric eye a spot in the corner was shimmering from the sunlight, just barely.

Ohh Mikogami, your barriers were never that great.

On the other side of the barrier, Mikogami watched Tsukune wake. His crystal ball in his hand to show him Tsukune's dreams. Waiting to make his grand entrance.

Tsukune stared at the barrier unamused, calling out to Mikogami mockingly "I can see you behind the barrier you know."

Mikogami's face flashed a frown for a split second before returning to his grin, thinking this was just a ploy and Tsukune couldn't really see the barrier after all.

Reaching over, Tsukune grabbed a tennis ball on the side-table that he had gotten to entertain himself while he remained on bed rest. Tsukune took one glance at the barrier again before chucking the ball at the spot of the glimmer. On the other side, Mikogami flinched as the ball hit the barrier right in front of his face, bouncing back onto the floor and back into Tsukune's hand.

"I told you I can see the barrier, so come out." Tsukune said twirling the ball in his hand.

Closing down the barrier, and sighing. "I had hoped to make an interesting entrance, but I guess you don't like surprises do you?"

Tsukune looked back up at the chairman who was stepping out of the corner, the crystal ball now hidden in his robes. "I would prefer no surprises. But not everything goes according to plan."

Mikogami walked over to stand at the foot of the bed, which Tsukune sat up and propped his back against the wall behind him to see the chairman better. "Are you sure it was a wise idea to send Miss. Akashiya home unsealed?"

"They won't act yet, and if they did she wouldn't go willingly. Moka's strong she can take care of herself."

Tsukune said looking under the chairman's hood, at his glowing eyes.

Mikogami stared at the student before him as he chewed on his lip in worry. "But how are you certain they won't."

"Moka's father will protect her, he always has in his own way. Now we can argue over this all day. But point is I trust Issa to keep Fairy Tale off her back for now." Tsukune said throwing the ball off the side and letting it bounce back.

Hearing his words still did not give any reassurance to Mikogami that this was a good idea. "So how about we continue our conversation from yesterday before we were interrupted."

Tsukune dropped the ball in his lap before scratching the back of his head. "Fine, what do you want me to explain?"

"How do you know of Fairy Tale and its members? As well as its goal? I have only just discovered their existence a few months ago." Mikogami asked wanting to actually hear the answer to the question that he was asking Tsukune the day before, only to be interrupted by Moka walking in.

"My friend is very knowledgable on a lot of subjects. Fairy Tale included." Tsukune explained smirking.

Mikogami merely scratched his chin, as this was not the answer he was expecting. But it was an answer nonetheless. "Where can I meet this friend of yours? He might hold some valuable information on defensive and offensive capabilities of them."

Tsukune gave off a light chuckle before looking up at the chairman's glowing eyes. "You'll meet him eventually, everyone does at one point."

Narrowing his eyes at Tsukune, Mikogami pondered on what was hidden in the student's words. "I see...can you describe him?"

Tsukune's smirk only increased as he began thinking of a few descriptions. "You will know who he is when you meet him. You only meet him once. You can evade him, but cannot escape him. All paths lead to him. Once you know the answer, you will know my friend. Now is there anything else you wanted to talk about?"

Mikogami thought over the riddle quickly, but decided to think on it later. "Indeed I do, from what I've seen from your blood. You are somehow retaining about 10% of your human blood from being destroyed by the vampiric venom. I'm unsure of how, but that means a normal rosary won't affect you. Nor will any of the vampire's weaknesses. So congratulations Aono Tsukune you have just successfully become a human vampire hybrid. But you still can't go roaming around with loose Youki, so I have created a holy lock to suppress your Youkai power."

Mikogami pulled a golden chain out of his robes that held a round lock at one end of the chain to clip it together. "This Holy Lock will bypass your immunity to holy objects as a human and focus on sealing the vampiric blood itself."

Tsukune took the lock from his hand, instantly feeling the effects as he inspected it. "Just be warned, the sealing effects will be quite extreme. Since you still have some human blood left producing in your system. The Holy Lock will seal away your power to the amount of human blood you still have. But you still need a seal so this is your only option." Mikogami explained as Tsukune started to wrap the chain around his forearm and wrist.

Tsukune continued wrapping the chain around his arm, clipping it together around his wrist. "Just focus on fixing Moka's rosary, and I'll deal with the mixture of blood."

Tsukune didn't hear what Mikogami replied back with before he slumped back onto the bed asleep.

Mikogami continued to stare at Tsukune after he passed out. "Aono Tsukune all you do to me is drive more questions to the surface. Hopefully you'll answer some in the future."

Mikogami turned and walked out the door, leaving Tsukune to sleep in peace.

TSUKUNE'S SOUL

A black humanoid figure circled Tsukune's body, waiting for him to awake. Looking down on him with disgust.

Tsukune opened his eyes to the darkness around him, he saw nothing but black. But he was hearing footsteps circling him. His sense of smell betraying him to the stranger around him, he smelled everywhere at once. It felt as if he was laying on grass, and not a floor, but with everything being black he could not tell.

"Looks like you've finally decided to join me." The stranger circling him spoke up, with a smooth male voice that Tsukune immediately recognized.

Looking towards his right, towards the voice. Furrowing his eyebrows in frustration at not being able to see him. "An interesting side effect."

The black figure continued circling Tsukune, glaring. "Side effect? Haha you have my blood running through your veins. But you've trapped me here to rot, I keep you alive right now and this is how to thank me!?"

Tsukune slowly got up, standing in the middle of the circle that the stranger was drawing as if a beast would toy with its prey. "If you are here, then I do not feel sympathy. You would cause more destruction then good."

This only outraged the figure, snarling at Tsukune. "And you're the one to talk!? What good have you done? Where you go death follows."

Tsukune glanced towards the change in position of the voice. "Death may follow me, but that is better than the blood, and horror that awaits the world if you are ever released."

The black figure stepped closer to Tsukune, his voice coming from random locations around Tsukune. "I will destroy the world for what it has done to me. And I will destroy you for standing in the way."

Tsukune tried to make sense of the stranger's location, but it seemed to be random. He couldn't be moving fast enough for the words to travel like they were.

Smirking at his obvious attempt at finding him, the figure backed off. "I've learned a great deal after joining with you. Once you come into my field on control, I can use your knowledge to help me. For this I will thank you, but for everything else. I will loath you."

Kneeling down, Tsukune dropped his head, closing his eyes, trying to feel around him the source of the voice. "You can try to kill me, I will not hold that against you. But if you go after anyone else, I will find you, and destroy you. You are a danger to this world, and I will not let anyone else die from your grief."

The figure stood still looking at Tsukune, kneeling on the ground. "What do you know of my grief!? Nothing! You're just an insolent child trying to play hero!"

Tsukune stood back up, opening his eyes to the lush forest around him. "I'm just as old as you are. Maybe not in body. But in mind and soul. So are you calling yourself an insolent child as well?"

The figure clenched his fist, barring his fangs towards Tsukune's back. "We are nothing alike, you protect those that should die for what they have done."

Tsukune turned around towards the stranger getting his first look at him. "I do not protect those that should die, you've already killed them. I protect those that are innocent, and at danger from you're misconception."

"My misconception!? How dare you, a weakling, talk to me like that!?" The figure bellowed, through clenched teeth.

Tsukune merely smirked back at him. "If I am such a weakling then how am I keeping you at bay from taking over my body?"

The figure couldn't find a comeback, so he just emitted a low growl from his throat. Taking one step towards Tsukune, preparing to lash out.

Tsukune started to gather his Youki in his right hand, while narrowing his eyes at the figure in front of him. "Strike me if you will, but remember these words. I will not back down, I will fight, I will get back up, and I will destroy you if you continue down this path."

The black figure hesitated, gathering his youki in his right hand. "You are just one speed bump in the way to my revenge on this world."

Compressing his Youki to form a black Katana with a white hilt in Tsukune's hand. While a silver longsword with a brown hilt, formed in the figure's hand as they stared into the other's eyes. Each analyzing their opponent's guard.

Both wisped away, leaving after-images of their previous location. The two swords clashed together, sending a shockwave throughout the air. Cracking the rocks, snapping the trees nearby, and tearing up the grass. Both contestants glared at the other, light reflecting off their blades into the other's eyes.

Both pulled back from the lock, disappearing and reappearing in another location. Striking at each other only to be parried or dodged. Each clash of the swords tearing away at the environment around them.

Reengaging into another lock each struggling to gain the edge. "Why do you fight? Why fight for such unimportant people!?"

The figure disengaged from the lock, retreating. Tsukune pursued, trying to get the advantage. Slashing and stabbing as the figure avoided each hit. Quicking his footing, disappearing from sight completely until reappearing behind the figure in the middle of a slash.

The figure managed to turn and engage into another lock, Tsukune's blade only 2 inches from his neck. "You've seen my memories. You know why I fight, if you choose to believe it that is up to you.

Giving up the lock, Tsukune roundhouse kicked the figure in the side of the head. Sending him flying through the trees, snapping the ones he flew through. Tsukune ran after him as he continued snapping trees in half from the force of his kick.

Flipping over and managing to place his feet on the next tree trunk, kicking off, shattering the tree, and slashing Tsukune's left cheek drawing blood. "You're going to have to do better than that to defeat me boy."

The slash instantly healed, leaving behind a tiny scar behind. "Better than that huh?" Tsukune asked growing a smirk.

Tsukune vanished, leaving no trace of his existence. Making the figure look around, desperately trying to find where he went. Getting ready to counter strike from any angle.

Three Tsukune's appeared around him, each in the middle of their attack. The one in front a stab, the two on the sides, a slash. "How's this?" Each Tsukune asked in synchronization.

The figure could only block, and dodge two of the attackers. Leaving the left side one to slash his lower arm off. Black blood poured from the wound as the three Tsukunes disappeared, reappearing as one a little ways away breathing heavily. A new lower arm grew from the appendage, sealing the wound and stopping the blood. The figure flexed his left hand for a moment before returning his attention back to Tsukune who had recovered his breath.

The figure and Tsukune stared at the other, waiting for who would make the first move.

10 DAYS LATER

Moka paced back and forth in the Chairman's office, frustrated with her new findings. "What do you mean he's still in the infirmary!?"

"Again he's taking the effects of being sealed badly." Mikogami explained for the fifth time, rubbing his forehead from Moka's continuous yelling.

"What did you use to seal him with!? A normal rosary wouldn't have this effect!" Moka yelled, finally plopping herself down in the chair in front of the desk.

Mikogami looked up at her wondering what all he should tell her. "I...didn't use a normal rosary."

Moka narrowed her eyes at Mikogami, wanting to strangle him at this point. "And what did you use?" Moka asked threateningly

Mikogami stood up from his chair, sighing as he moved over to a filing cabinet. "I used a Holy Lock, I couldn't use a Rosary."

Moka watched as Mikogami took a file from the filing cabinet, and walking back to the desk. "Why would Tsukune need a seal that only focuses on holy prot."

Mikogami slammed the file on the desk, shutting her up. "Now that you are done asking questions, how about I ask you a question."

Sighing Moka waited, slouching back in the chair. Crossing her arms as she waited for the question that Mikogami would apparently ask."

Pulling the papers out of the file, Mikogami spread them across the desk. Laying them facing towards Moka, they each held the same interface. A few numbers and percentages. There were twelve papers in total, each with the title of Tsukune's name and the date.

Mikogami sat down at his desk, and pointed out each title of the papers. "This is Tsukune's medical records here at this school, I have had one new one filed each day he was here."

Pointing at one of the upper numbers. "This is Tsukune's blood count as well as the type." Mikogami moved his finger to another two numbers below." These are the percentages of the types of blood in his system."

"Wait types?" Moka asked eyeing the chairman, as she watched where he was pointing.

Mikogami looked back at her frustrated with her continuous interrupting. "If you would stop asking questions, maybe I can supply a few answers."

Moka shut up, just listening to Mikogami's explanation. Not speaking out.

Mikogami retuned back to explaining pointing back at the percentages. "Aono has two different blood types in his blood stream right now. The first vampiric, the second human."

He waited for the interruption but it never came. Sighing in peace as he asked his question. "Now that you know, what these three things mean. What so you notice about them in each record?"

Moka looked at each paper, reading each number on every paper. "They're identical?"

"Precisely! He is retaining 10% of his blood as human blood, without the vampiric venom eating it away." Mikogami stated.

Moka looked up, ignoring the papers. "How would he retain 10% of his original blood?"

Sighing, Mikogami propped his elbows up on the desk. "I'm not sure…but something else is at work here…something that we don't understand...or aren't meant to understand"

Moka looked nervously at the chairman, chewing her lip as she remembered the conversation with Tsukune before she had left the next day.

Noticing her sudden change in demeanor. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about this? Would you Miss. Akashiya?"

"You know it's rude to talk about someone, when they can't defend themselves." A voice called from the doorway, drawing both their attentions.

*Looks around the room desperately from under the desk*

Ok...looks like she's not here...

"Who are you talking to?" Mizore asked walking into the room, a sucker in her mouth.

AAHAHAHA...oh it's just you...ok I'm alive.

Mizore stared awkwardly at Syphon, edging back towards the door. "Uh right...seems you have a lot on your mind...I'll let you be."

I'm fine, uh what did you want to talk about?

Stopping her edging towards the door, but ready to leave if things got awkard. "So when am I coming into the story? I'm still not in the other one."

I still have to introduce two others...three others if you count Gin.

"Ugh why do we have to have that pervert in the story?" Mizore groaned.

He's still a main...ish character.

Mizore sighed, crossing her arms and looking around the room. "Fine, whatever...I still want to see my Tsukune still."

You'll get your

"Oh Syphon!" Moka's voice called from outside the doorway.

O.O RUN AWAY!

Syphon dived out the window, shattering the glass.

Moka walked into the room, sniffing the air around her. "Where is that bastard? I swore I smelled his scent in here."

Mizore slipped out the door, leaving Moka to search the room for the next half-hour as Syphon clung to the flag pole for dear life silently.